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The first thousand four hundred and forty-three chapters a generation of masters

The old man in gray robe took the little white ball, and his extremely old hands suddenly trembled, then sighed and said slowly: "Everyone in the world said that I am a gray pigeon half black and half white, both good and evil, but I never think so."

He shook his head gently and continued, "Although I came from the Yin Fu Sect and learned ghost skills, I have a clear conscience and have never done anything that hurts the world. It's just... I'm sorry for this child."

"The Yin Fu is passed down for thousands of years and has always been regarded as a cult by the so-called righteous people, and they will be killed when they see it. Therefore, the sect has always been in vain. When it was passed down to the master's generation, there were only three disciples under the sect: I, Black Eagle, and Bai Diao Junior Sister."

"You have seen Black Eagle, too. He has always been inappropriate in his mind and never left any living anywhere he passes. The master taught him many times, but he still didn't repent. Then he put Mengchun Pill in the tea of ​​his junior sister, wanting to do something wrong. After I found out that he was beaten up, he was always worried."

"Later, he secretly attacked me, but was blocked by his junior sister. In the fierce battle, I lost my cultivation."

"The junior sister blocked the flame dragon poison for me. The whole body was hot and painful inside and outside, and there was no antidote in the sky. But I couldn't bear to give up, so I took her around to seek medical treatment..."

The old man in gray robe said, and a smile appeared on his extremely tragic face, probably because he remembered the happiest time in his life.

"But... it's still fruitless." He sighed and shook his head and continued, "Wait until we..."

"When he returned again, the master's deadline was approaching. He actually passed on the Yin Fu Sutra and the ebony stick to me regardless of the ancestral teachings of the Dharma-Chengxuan disciples, but he did not leave half of his own son Black Eagle. Black Eagle was so angry that he released the fire of hell, burned the master to death, and cut off half of his body, pretending to die in it."

"The junior sister said that I was trying to seize the scriptures and did not hesitate to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors, and then left with hatred. Since then, I have never seen her again..."

"I searched all over the country but couldn't find it, and then I realized that she didn't want to drag me down because of the Flame Dragon Poison, and then avoided me with the excuse."

"So, I began to secretly swear that I must find the antidote to the Flame Dragon Poison!"

"That's it, after decades, I finally learned that the only antidote to cure the Flame Dragon Poison is Xuanbing-Poison."

"But Xuanbing-toxicity is even more peculiar. It takes a man born with a jade body to keep Yinbing and poison for a thousand days, and then use many evil things to gradually force the poison out of his body to make it. I visited the world and searched for hundreds of millions of people, and finally found a goal: this child, she was only three years old at the time."

"I thought about it and hesitated for a long time, and finally..."

"Oh!" The old man in gray robe sighed guiltily and said, "I got the ice source in her body. His parents took her all over the country and searched for famous doctors. They were helpless. They all said that the child could not live for at most three months. At this time, I came to the door and said that I asked me to take her away and she would be cured in three years. Her parents had no choice but to agree."

"Now, Xuanbing-poison has become, but... it's useless!" The old man's hand holding the little white ball was trembling.

When I heard this, I couldn't help but sigh, and I didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Zhang Jiulin, I, a gray pigeon, have been dominating the world in my life and never ask for help. Can you promise me something?" His voice trembled a little.

"Senior, please speak." I replied seriously.

Without the help of this old man, even if I could escape the explosion, I would definitely die if the fifth sound of the Buddha just now!

Besides, he was already in the fire of hell at this time and was about to be in the world soon. Even if the simple encounter comes, I will do my best to help him fulfill it.

"Okay!" the old man nodded: "Although the yin ice poison on this child has been discharged, the yin evil spirit has not been eliminated yet. You need to find a famous Taoist temple or a Buddhist temple, listen to the Taoist sayings and Buddha's voice for a hundred days before you can dissolve it, and forget all the ghosts you have seen in these three years."

"In the past three years, although she has swallowed countless kinds of evil things, I have been raising her with the technique of Yin Ghost. In addition, she is born with a jade body. If she practices in the future, it will be a hundred times easier than ordinary people. If she does not practice, she will be free from illness for life and will not invade all poisons. It will be easy to live to my age..."

"You must help me send this child to his parents and take good care of her. Her real name is Ye Suling, and her home is in Dali, Yunnan. His father is the most famous jade craftsman of that generation, nicknamed Ye Yichu. Do you remember?"

As a master of generation, this old man is extremely powerful. When he is dying, he is still thinking about it and cannot let go of it. This is the only shameful thing.

I nodded and said solemnly: "Senior, don't worry, I will treat her like my own sister!"

"Okay!" The old man in gray robe nodded with great satisfaction: "Zhang Yaoyang is an open-minded person, and his grandson is born well. It just so happens that you are the holy body of heaven. Haha, it seems that all this is destiny!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and the ebony stick inserted in front of him shook slightly a few times and flew lightly.

While flying, black light radiated.

By the time it fell into his hands, it had already scattered into ashes, leaving only the size of walnuts.

"This is a thing passed down from my Yin Fu Sect in the past dynasties. Although the ghost energy has dissipated, this ebony core is still a rare treasure." The old man said, and then took out a small iron piece the size of a palm from his arms: "This is the Yin Fu Sect. Since you have followed Yaoyang on this path, this thing will definitely be of great use to you."

He said as he put these two things together and handed them to me.

"Senior, this..." I was a little shocked for a moment.

"Yin Fu Jing", although I have never even heard of the ebony core before, the old man's ability comes from now on, which is enough to show how rare it is.

"You don't have to refuse anymore. I...no longer need to. If I get to be taken away by someone like Black Hawk in the future, I'm afraid that a catastrophe will start to start. I'll feel more at ease when I hand it over to you."

When I heard the old man say this, I stopped shirking responsibility. I took two steps forward, fell to the ground, and kowtowed a few times.

He and my grandfather are friends and friends, and in terms of age, they are elders.

I received the gift from his master. According to the Taoist sect, I also accepted his robe and mantle. This gift of thanking the teacher is also worthy, not to mention that he saved my life several times.

"Okay, now the last thing is missing!"
Chapter completed!
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