Seeing the extremely miserable look of old Ming Jing, who was already very old anyway, Yun Jing quickly took Ye Tian and the others over, and while preparing to give him some support, he asked with concern: "Senior, are you okay?"

It seems that no one would believe that the dignified Mythical Realm could be easily beaten to a bloody head. This is the Mythical Realm. Even though Old Man Mingjing is good at the mystical arts and his physique is not as good as that of a pure warrior, no matter how good his body is,

It is comparable to divine iron. It is invulnerable to ordinary swords, invulnerable to water and fire, and every hair is extremely tough. However, it was actually thrown like this by a somersault?

That’s nonsense!

Old Man Mingjing, whose senses were plunged into darkness, had his own way of sensing the outside world. Even though he was extremely embarrassed and miserable at this time, he understood Yun Jing's attempt to help him. His whole body suddenly trembled, and he jumped up and rolled back like a frightened rabbit.

They all changed, and they waved their hands and said, "Don't come over here!"

After a pause, Yunjing said: "This..."

Bang~, old Ming Jing, who was retreating as if he had seen a ghost, was not paying attention. He lost his balance and fell again. He gasped for air and his body was shaking. When he fell again, he subconsciously supported the ground with his hands, and the result was unknown when it remained.

The fragments of the weapon cut his palm open, and blood immediately dripped from it.

"Senior, do you really not need help?" Yunjing asked tangledly.

Ye Tian and the others couldn't bear it, so they wanted to help, but they avoided him like a snake or a scorpion.

Old Ming Jing shook his head like a rattle, stood up quickly and said: "It's okay, no need to help, I'm very good, just stay away from me, really, I won't lie to you."

Obviously to increase his persuasion, he also showed the injured area to show Yunjing and the others that it was already healing rapidly.

Well, with a mythical physique, even if he is not a pure warrior, he can still regenerate short limbs. Although he looks miserable, in fact it is not even a skin injury.

The two sides kept a certain distance, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

But then, the old man Ming Jing's face turned pale again, and another mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop. His whole body became sluggish, and he said blankly in an extremely bitter tone: "I...I...why bother to come?"

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with this old man? Why are you still crying?" Ye Tian asked quietly beside Yun Jing.

Yun Jingxin said, you should ask me, ask yourself, right? There is a high probability that the old man would not be like this if it wasn't because of you, but he still replied: "It should be because he remembered something sad."

"Sad thing? His disciple's death? But I've never seen him so sad before," Ye Tian scratched his head and said.

Fang Yueyue thought for a while and said: "Maybe he feels lonely and helpless. Brother Yun said that he lived in the mythical realm for hundreds of years. Now there is a high probability that he has no relatives around. Now if he falls, there will be no one to help him."

, can you not be sad?"

"That's enough for you, don't you think I can't listen to you!" said the old man Ming Jing over there angrily, then he took a deep breath and faced Yun Jing and said seriously: "Master Yun, since you can get out of my Feng Shui formation safely, then you and I

The previous grudges between us have been wiped out, what do you say?"

Is this the end? Yun Jing immediately said: "This is very good."

Having settled a grudge, Yunjing feels a lot more comfortable. One of the purposes of coming to the Dragon Kingdom has been almost completed. Lu Guangkun has been killed, the Bai family will not cause trouble for him, Ziyunze is also in a relatively friendly state, and the Tang family

There should be no trouble for me over there...

"Okay, this matter is settled. The past is in the past. You and I need to mention it again." Old Man Mingjing said. Obviously he is the family member of the victim. At this time, it seems that he is the one who did something wrong.

Like one side.

Puff puff... As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out two mouthfuls of blood again. He could no longer stand still and immediately sat on the ground sluggishly.

Why is blood spurting out all the time? Yun Jing and the others looked at each other in confusion. Old Ming Jing was already on his deathbed, and they were worried that he might bleed out and die if he continued like this.

The old man Ming Jing who was sitting on the ground over there was on the verge of crying. He took a deep breath and waved towards the distance. Then two items flew one after another and fell into his hands. They were the small bronze mirror and the turtle shell that he had set up before.

As a result, as soon as the two things were acquired, they were shattered in Kacha Kacha's voice. They were so fragmented that it was impossible to restore them.

Seeing this scene, Ye Tian hesitated a little. Is it necessary to return the broken needle to him?

"I...why did I come here?" the old man holding the broken fragment of Mingjing said sadly with trembling lips.

After hesitating for a moment, Yun Jing said: "Senior, I have no other intentions. I would like to ask you, what is your situation?"

Hearing this question, Old Man Mingjing fell silent. Although he had fallen into darkness due to the unknown sword in the air, he had arranged the previous Feng Shui formation, and the situation inside was naturally clear to him.

He also understood that he was in this situation.

After thinking about it, he took a deep breath and said melancholy: "What else can it be? It's just a counterattack." After saying this, he didn't wait for Yun Jing to ask, and answered to clear up the confusion, saying: "Perhaps Mr. Yun, what do you think about the mythical realm of this old man?

I fell down and got a bloody head, right? It's impossible for normal people to believe it, but this is the fact. The backlash of Feng Shui cannot be seen with ordinary thinking. Don't look at my mythical physique. Not to mention that I got a bloody head after a somersault.

Yes, it is normal to choke to death when drinking water. You can understand it this way. I used the secret technique of Feng Shui to fight with you, and ended up getting injured after the fight. It just manifested in a different form. Do you understand?

"

"I understand, but I don't understand everything," Yun Jing said a little confused.

Shaking his head, the old man Ming Jing said: "You don't need to understand that our lineage cannot be viewed with ordinary eyes..." When he said this, he said with a thoughtful look on his face: "Speaking of it, this little bit of embarrassment in my body is actually nothing.

, the original intention was just to make you suffer a little, but this is how it turned out. If I had murderous intentions before, I am afraid that I will be dead by now!"

"Is it that serious?" Yunjing asked hesitantly.

With a melancholy smile, Old Man Mingjing said: "You don't understand. The way of Feng Shui is about following the trend. Before, the veins of heaven and earth were unstable. I forcibly used acupuncture needles to calm them down. Then I set up a Feng Shui formation. The needle was contaminated by the old man's fingers."

The blood on the tip is the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, so the needle is actually connected to the old man's heart. If the needle breaks, the heaven and earth veins will be restless, and the formation will be self-defeating. Under the backlash, the formation materials will naturally be destroyed.

Dropped, you have also seen my results.”

Hearing what he said, Ye Tian stretched out his hands in embarrassment and said, "Well, old man, if I return the needle to you, will you feel better?"

With a twitch of eyebrows, Old Man Mingjing subconsciously waved his hand and said: "The pulse-pressing needle has broken and is useless. Now it's not even scrap metal. Throw it away."

"Oh," Ye Tian nodded and said. He looked at the broken needle in his hand and saw that it was indeed useless, so he threw it away.

Old Man Mingjing was silent. Although that thing was really useless, it was something very precious to him before, and he got it with great difficulty.

Forget it, he didn't worry about it so much. After a moment of silence, he faced Yun Jing and said, "Master Yun, now that the grudge between you and me has been resolved, shouldn't we talk about something else?"

"Why did senior say this?" Yun Jing asked doubtfully.

The old man Ming Jing muttered: "I know all your actions in the formation clearly. You can break my Feng Shui formation and walk out safely without doing anything, and let me suffer the backlash and end up miserable. This is very unfortunate.

It's reasonable, but now I want to understand that the reason why there is such a structure is all because of him, right?"

After saying this, Old Man Mingjing pointed at Ye Tian.

"Me? I didn't do anything. Well, I was just curious about the needle and accidentally broke it after playing with it." Ye Tian scratched his head and said.

Smiling, Old Man Mingjing said, "I don't blame you, and I don't mean any harm." He turned to Yun Jing again and said, "Young Master Yun is going to an appointment with me. It's unreasonable to bring them here, but if it's just to defeat my tricks,

, it makes sense, am I right?"

Yunjing was silent after hearing this. It was really hard to answer this question.

Fortunately, the old man Ming Jing did not ask further questions, but said: "When I used the Zhenmai Needle to suppress the veins of heaven and earth to set up the formation, I suddenly had a whim and had a bad premonition, but I still forced the formation, which led to this end.

When I was communicating with you at this time, I secretly made some calculations, but... came up with nothing, which even made me doubt what I have learned over the years."

"When I was calculating Mr. Yun, I felt frightened and frightened even before I could continue. If you force yourself to do something, you will suffer the consequences. I have never encountered this situation before. I don't know what it means. Our lineage is very particular about things.

Don't act like you don't know, otherwise you will be punished by God."

"Then I'll do the next best thing and figure out that these two young men you brought are still looking at things in the fog, and they won't end well if they are forced to do anything."

"You don't need to delve into these things, because they are meaningless, and I will not forcefully infer others, because any method in our lineage has to pay a price, so ignorance is not a bad thing in many cases."

Listening to his ramble, he said so much but didn't get to the point. What exactly did he want to say? But Yunjing and the others couldn't interrupt him.

Then the old man Ming Jing continued: "The so-called calculation of the sky and the earth does not include yourself, but I did it for myself before for no reason, and the result was a mixture of blessings and misfortunes."

"After getting such a result, I used all my life's knowledge to think about it. Today's actions will lead to two extreme results. When I set up the formation before, one of the results was already obvious. Fortunately, I didn't mean any harm.

Otherwise, it is most likely already a corpse at this time!"

After hearing what he said, Yunjing said thoughtfully: "So, what do you mean, senior?"

"Master Yun, I have lived for hundreds of years, and now I am alone. My only disciple has died in your hands. Now that we have settled our grudges, I will naturally not ask you for explanation on this matter again, but you

For the sake of me being lonely and helpless, is it not too much to give me a disciple?" Old Man Mingjing said pitifully, facing the cloud scene.

Raising his eyebrows, Yunjing glanced at Ye Tian and said, "Senior, are you planning to accept this little brother of mine as your disciple?"

"That's why I have to pass on what I have learned. I won't bring it to the coffin board, right? And he, although I didn't deduce anything, but he also has a little understanding of his great fortune, which has exceeded

Beyond my knowledge, I am afraid that what I have 'seen' is just the tip of the iceberg, so he is the most suitable for my lineage. With such luck, there is no need to worry about the backlash for any means he uses in the future.

Becoming a Celestial Master is at least a matter of time. Oh, by the way, the so-called Celestial Master is a term from our lineage, which is equivalent to the free state at the end of a warrior. I see that he has great trust in you. If Mr. Yun has any thoughts about me,

How?" After some explanation, Old Man Mingjing looked uneasy.

For people in this era, inheritance is often more important than one's own life, but it is too difficult to meet someone who can truly inherit one's legacy. Now it is not easy to meet someone. If it weren't for what happened before, Ming Jing

She had scruples in her heart, fearing that she would kidnap Ye Tian away.

When he wanted to accept Ye Tian as his disciple, he really wanted to pass on what he had learned, so that he would die without regrets. In the future, if his apprentice would achieve more than himself, not only would he not be envious and jealous, but he would only smile and feel happy.

Life lies in continuation, and ideas lie in inheritance. This remains unchanged through the ages.

After hearing what he meant, Yun Jing thought for a while and shook his head and said: "Senior understands what he means. No matter what, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him, but this junior cannot make the decision for him, so

Senior, don’t ask me, ask him.”

After saying this, Yunjing stood aside without saying a word, leaving everything to be decided by Ye Tian himself.

Ye Tian naturally heard these words, and he suddenly became the key, which made him a little overwhelmed.

The old man Ming Jing faced him and asked in a tone of great expectation: "Your name is Ye Tian, ​​right? I haven't introduced myself yet. I, Ming Jing, have lived for four hundred and three years now. I am cultivated in the mythical realm. I am not good at force.
To be continued...