Chapter 339

"Come on, hurry up. I've been hungry for a long time, and I haven't eaten the chicken." The old man waved impatiently and motioned for Monan to move quickly.

Monan rolled a white eye, the heart said just that chicken is not you lose it?

But he didn't care, so he sat down beside the old man and began to deal with the two swans.

"Oh, by the way, old man, you just said you were the guard here. What's the situation?"

The old man piled up the goose feather that Monan pulled down under the broken branch and started to light the fire. Hearing what Monan said, he coughed and said with a smile: "Hey, I'm old and have nothing to do. I've found something to do for myself."

"No way." Mo Nan said with disbelief: "you're so good at Kung Fu that you don't have to come here to guard two broken trees? Who believes that? "

Seeing what was seen by moan, the old man could not help but look at it with a long face. He thought, and said, "Alas, you are a good fellow. At present, I am afraid there is no hope in my life. Let me tell you about this."

At the beginning, Monan knew that the old man must have something to tell. He immediately pricked up his ears and listened excitedly.

"A thousand mountains and a leaf, all souls return to the yuan! The combination of nature and nature makes the spirit equal to heaven At first, the old man held his breath and recited the formula with a unique rhythm. Then he looked at Mo Nan and said:

"Young man, you have to remember these four formulas. These are the miraculous skills handed down over hundreds of years - the formula of deep sense of heaven determination. It is said that this miraculous skill was realized under the tree of Dahongpao."

"Alas..." speaking of this, the old man can't help sighing. This sigh contains not only the helplessness of the difficulty in achieving the divine skill, but also the ease of freeing from obsession. Just listening to this sigh, you can feel the old man's complex state of mind at the moment.

However, after listening to Mo Nan, he said with a disappointed face: "what, I thought there was some gossip. It turned out that it was magic power. It's boring."

Seeing Mo Nan's reaction, the old man immediately felt despised. He busily stressed: "Hey, boy, don't think I'm bragging with you again. Just a few decades ago, I saw my master use this magic skill with my own eyes. It's amazing power!"

Mo Nan didn't want to entangle in this topic, so he agreed: "OK, OK, OK, I know, the magic power is powerful, OK, let's talk about the roast swan."

The old man's angry beard was about to fly. He shook his head and sighed and said, "Oh, I don't know how you have such Kung Fu at a young age, and you don't care about the secret arts. But it's also true, old man. I've been studying here for more than ten years, but I haven't been able to understand the secret of miraculous skills. Even if you want to study hard, I'm afraid it's just a waste of effort. "

"Hey, old man, my goose has been taken care of. Are you on fire?" Monan didn't pay any attention to the old man. At the moment, his eyes were only the goose in his hand.

The old man looked down and saw that there were only a few Mars in the firewood pile. If it went on like this, the fire could not catch up even one day later.

"Don't worry, it's just a fire. You don't see who I am, old man!"

The old man responded with a loud voice. Then he stood up, legs staggered, palms aimed at the fire, and waved hundreds of palms across the air.

Hoo, hoo, hoo, gusts of strong wind constantly blowing to the fire, just like a blower set up under the fire. With a crash, a group of flames rose from the broken branches of the mother tree.

After playing this game in a row, the old man stood still, his face was not red, and he was out of breath. It was like doing a trivial thing.

"Yes." With a smile and a compliment, Monan put the swan on the fire and roasted it.

Just now, the old man's fight was really beautiful. The strength of his fight almost didn't scatter, and all concentrated on the fire.

Moreover, the strength of Qi force is just good, which can not break up the firewood pile, but also ensure that the sparks below rise quickly.

Monan may be equal to the old man in the battle of force, but he is slightly inferior to the old man if he only compares the subtle control of power.

"Hahaha, young man..." hearing Mo Nan's praise, the old man was also very happy, so he said with a proud face: "you still have a lot to learn, old man. No matter how I say it, I live decades longer than you!"

Monan heard this sentence, just noncommittal smile, did not make any response.

The old man has the old man's martial arts, and he has his own means. They are not consistent. Although he admires the old man's Kung Fu, Monan has no need to pursue it.

The flame rises, a fragrance gushes out from the fire, making people feel comfortable.

But smelling the smell, Monan felt refreshed, and his mouth couldn't help dribbling.

"I don't know what the two roast swans will look like in the end. Ha ha ha, when they go to the banquet hall, I have to make all of them drool."

As soon as he thought of the grand occasion at that time, Monan felt very happy, and even his body seemed to be much lighter. The old man also looked at the roast Swan with burning eyes. When he was young, he was well-informed and tasted all kinds of delicacies. Even so, he has to admit that this roast duck is really shocking. It's the only family in the world that uses the branches of Dahongpao mother tree to make firewood. In this way, an old and a small two people stare at the flame on the swan, waiting for the meal time. After a while, the old man seemed to be bored, so he began to recite to Monan the difficulties and dangers of his search for God's will, as well as the content of God's will. But Monan didn't stop him, so he just listened to the story. In this way, with the sound of oil dripping on the fire, Monan gradually realized the mysterious mystery hidden in the divine decision. At the same time, in the private hospital of Yunshan resort, Wang Yong and Wang Ziwu wake up. At the beginning, after Wang Yong found out his situation, he was frantically clamoring for revenge on Monan, Tang Xin and the mysterious bodyguards. But when he learned that the mysterious bodyguards were likely to be the so-called Silver Dragon guards, only Monan and Tang Xin were left among the revenge targets Wang Yong called out. Zhang Lu and Li He also understood this.