Chapter 76 Even Shishuige!
"Elder!" Murong Bo immediately recognized who was blocking Xiao Tian's palm for him, and immediately exclaimed.
This is the last reliance of the Murong family, the master who has stepped into the Innate Realm half a step, and has been retreating in the Huan Shishui Pavilion on weekdays, but he did not expect to suddenly appear today!
"Half-step innate to the extreme realm, no wonder your Murong family dares to be so presumptuous!" Xiao Tian looked at the gray-clothed old man and said lightly.
The old man in gray raised his hand, and a black iron token shot out from the sleeve of the robe and flew towards Xiao Tian.
A faint look of disdain appeared on Xiao Tian's face, and he stretched out his hand to grab the black iron token.
A look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the grey clothed old man. Although he took a lot of effort to take Xiao Tian's palm before, he didn't care too much.
Because Xiao Tian was fully prepared before taking that palm, but he greeted it in a hurry, and it was expected that he was repelled.
But before shooting the black iron token, it seems that he just did it casually, but it contains a bit of mystery of the joint finger. He is conceited that even the master of the same level will suffer a small loss if he is unprepared!
Unexpectedly, Xiao Tian took the token easily, and did not even show the slightest strangeness!
With just this one hand, the gray-clothed old man judged that Xiao Tian's strength was above him.
So he immediately opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I have nothing in the Murong family, only the martial arts secrets in the Huanshishui Pavilion have some value. Your Excellency holds this token and can go to the Huanshishui Pavilion at any time. I just hope you don't care about it. The offense of the previous juniors."
"I said, take my palm, and the grievances between us will be written off," Xiao Tian said lightly, playing with the black iron token in his hand.
"Your Excellency," the old man in gray sighed in admiration, and then said, "Go straight to the end along the path on the left, where the Huan Shishui Pavilion is located, please do it yourself."
After speaking, the old man in gray took Murong Bo into the hall.
Xiao Tian shook his head lightly, then held the black iron token and walked along the path towards Huanshi Water Pavilion.
Originally, Xiao Tian thought that Shishui Pavilion, as the treasure house of the Murong family's martial arts, should be more stylish, but when he actually saw it, he was a little disappointed.
A deep courtyard, a dry well, an old banyan tree, and a small two-story building.
There was no one guarding the courtyard, and Murong's family members knew that Huan Shishui Pavilion was a forbidden area, so naturally they would not approach it at will.
Pushing the door and entering, a quaint wooden table comes into view. There is an oil lamp on the table. The lamp oil has been burned out. Next to the oil lamp, there is a slightly yellowed book. big letters.
Xiao Tian has some impressions of this kung fu. This is the martial arts of Fuzhou Yizi Huijianmen. It is not very subtle, but it has some merits.
Xiao Tian looked around and found that there was nothing else on this floor except for a small bed placed against the wall not far away.
Xiao Tian shook his head lightly, knowing that this floor was probably the residence of the Murong Mansion elder who was still guarding the Shishui Pavilion on weekdays, so he didn't stay for long. He turned around and jumped directly to the second floor.
The second floor is dressed as a bookstore, and there are bookshelves everywhere.
Several bookshelves near the door are filled with books on pre-Qin classics, a hundred schools of thought, and military formations, but these things are useless to Xiao Tian. When Xiao Tian returns to the real world, how many of these things will be available online.