Chapter 225 Isn’t this a scam? Today, the temperature is not high, and it is even colder in the mountains. The bamboo forest beside the valley is silent, with only a strange sound of harmonica echoing. An old man was sitting in the corridor on the second floor of the main building. He was only wearing a thin cardigan with the buttons not fully buttoned, revealing his bony chest. The hair on his head was long and sparse, dishevelled and untidy, and obviously not well combed, just like his catfish-like beard. He just leaned against the wall on the second floor and played the harmonica, as if he had maintained this posture for ten years. A plain-looking long sword was placed across his knocking knees, swaying left and right to the simple tune of the harmonica. Ta-ta-ta-ta. There were footsteps on the boardwalk downstairs, and it sounded like two people. Then, there was another loud voice. "Junior Wu Dayong and Qingfeng Mountain's new disciple Chen Mo are here to pay their respects to you, Senior."

"Come up." The sound is very strange. Generally speaking, it sounds a bit dull, but if you think about it carefully, there is a bit of sonority in it. It's like an old, rotten tree, but it has a moist and tough core. Chen Mo walked up the stairs on the side of the bamboo building and followed them to the second floor. He rarely saw Wu Dayong so cautious. Even when he met seniors like Gu Yan at Jianmen Martial Arts Academy that day, he only followed the normal etiquette of a junior. But now, it seemed that even his breathing had become cautious. "Senior Kou." When he reached the second floor, he saw an old man leaning against the wall. He did not dare to approach him because he would not sit down unless the old man asked him to. But if he approached him, it would seem too condescending. "sit." Kou Tianjiang pointed at the two cushions on the ground next to him. Chen Mo thought that this old man wasn't that difficult to talk to. At least he knew how to prepare in advance. The two of them sat cross-legged, and Kou Tianjiang said, "Is this the person we found this year?" Wu Dayong nodded and said, "Yes." Chen Mo was a little curious: "What do you mean by 'this year'? Does it mean that every year someone comes to become my disciple?" By the way, it is also a good way to gain experience. Kou Tianjiang glanced at him without saying anything. He just felt that this young man was not as reserved as those who had come before him. Wu Dayong glanced at his senior's expression and whispered, "Not every year. I said that I would come only when I found the right people in kendo." Chen Mo turned directly to the old man in front of him: "Senior, do I need any conditions to become your disciple? If you have already found the right person before, why do you still want to accept a disciple? Or is it that your main job now is teaching, and you already have many other disciples?" Wu Dayong felt his heart pounding.

He felt that Chen Mo was speaking in a sarcastic tone the whole morning, and before coming here he specifically warned him not to act rashly. To say that it is useless, at least these questions are reasonable. It must be useful. I was so respectful to you, but you dared to ask a series of questions right away? Kou Tianjiang was not surprised by this. After all, the young generation nowadays would not remember what happened back then unless they had been in contact with him for many years. He didn't care about other people's attitude towards him, and just asked back: "Dayong, didn't you tell him about me?" Wu Dayong replied: "I dare not speak nonsense." Kou Tianjiang put the sword aside, took a deep breath and said: "Boy, your name is Chen Mo, right?" I know it, but you still ask? Chen Mo tried hard to hold back the words and answered seriously: "Yes." "I'm not accepting disciples. I'm accepting disciples on behalf of Cui Jiuling and looking for someone to inherit his swordsmanship." Kou Tianjiang said. Chen Mo asked: "What, but Senior Cui, isn't it already..." "Well, he's dead." Kou Tianjiang said, "He left behind the Nine Killing Antelope Song, which was unrivaled in the sword art back then, and asked me to help him find a successor. If you learn it, you will be his disciple. If you can't, you will be like everyone else and find another way. But, to tell you the truth, in all these years, only a few people have learned the basics. No one has become successful. If you want to learn, you have to be determined. " After saying that, he and Wu Dayong both looked at Chen Mo. I saw that the student had a frown on his face and there seemed to be fire burning in his eyes. That’s right, if you want to learn sword, you must have the desire to fight! However, the next second, Chen Mo clapped his hands in anger and said, "Isn't this a scam?! Senior Brother Lin Jiaolin said that as long as I come, Cui Jiansheng will be my master! But after all this time, I may not be able to become the master, and even if I do, it's not real. Don't you think it's a scam? I was wondering why he ran away after saying that. He was afraid that I would find trouble with him after I found out the truth! Isn’t this bullying an honest man? ! " "." Kou Tianjiang didn't know him, but judging from his performance within five minutes of meeting him, he didn't seem like an honest man. Wu Dayong knew it even better. This guy was not honest at all. Chen Mo actually didn’t think it was a scam. Although the real master still didn't win the resurrection match, the old man who taught on his behalf was also in the holy realm. Learning the techniques is one thing, but at least it is a holy place to rely on. But no matter what you think in your heart, make yourself the weaker party first so that it will be easier for you to act unreasonably later. After all, he was not wrong. Lin Xiangyun did not tell the whole truth, but only concealed part of the truth. While speaking, Chen Moshou was not idle either. He took out a brick from behind and punched him in the chest. Bang! This old madman Kou Tianjiang had chopped too many things and lost his temper too often in his past, which frightened his peers, and those peers passed on that fearful attitude to the younger generation. As a result, Wu Dayong would subconsciously be cautious every time he saw such a person. But to be honest, he had never targeted anyone. It was just because of Cui Jiuling's death that he felt there was nothing interesting in the world and he had no motivation to deal with people.

Even when facing younger people, he always had a gloomy face. It was not because he was pretending, but because he was unwilling to pretend to be kind and benevolent. But at this moment, he was a little shocked. Yesterday, one of the two saints in Qingfeng Mountain came here and told him about Wu Dayong's gains in Jianmen Martial Arts Academy. So he knew the performance of the young man in front of him in the big test, and it was very likely that he had a very high talent in kendo, which was very rare. However, it was not until today that he realized how "rare" this kid was. He first howled "fraud" and then started to act like he was breaking a stone with his chest. No matter how you looked at him, he seemed mentally unstable. The most terrifying thing is that it doesn’t stop breaking into pieces. After breaking into pieces one by one, the broken pieces that have already fallen off can be reused. Not only can he break rocks with his hands, but he can also break rocks with his mouth: "Why don't you continue talking? Why don't you continue talking? Is it because of guilt? There is no need to be like this. Although you were defrauded, it was Senior Brother Lin who did it. Can this be a reason for you to feel guilty? Even if you feel guilty, won't you continue to do your job?" Wu Dayong just wanted to cover his face and run away, and Kou Tianjiang had the same feeling. Why does this guy feel weird? (End of this chapter)