"The descendant of the Heavenly Classic?" Master Baimei frowned and looked at Sanchi, his face became even more angry. "If you don't change your lessons, you dare to lie to me!"

He raised his hand and slapped Sanchi in the face again, angrily saying, "You bastard, how did I teach you since I was a child? How did you become like this?"

He was furious. Sanchi was an orphan when he was a child. He picked it up and raised it. He also taught him how to do it. But if he didn't learn it, he would raise the yin ghost. The Taoist name Sanchi was obsessed with money, women, and worldly power!

Relying on his identity as a Taoist priest, Taoist Baimei was eager to clear the portal with his own hands.

"Master!"

Sanchi blocked Taoist Master Baimei's hand and was furious. He was already seriously injured, and the master was still willing to take action.

He shouted, "It's not right for me to raise Yin ghosts, but I also want to make money so that I can come back to repair our Taoist temple!"

He stood up, pointed to the ruined Taoist temple, and roared: "Look at what has this Taoist temple been broken into? Now who else believes in the art of Qimen? What have I learned? What do I look at Feng Shui and life? It's nonsense. What's the use of not making money?"

Sanchi was so angry that he took Taoist Master Baimei's hand and gritted his teeth and said, "What's more, I didn't lie to you this time. It was really the descendant of the Heavenly Classic who injured me. That kid is proficient in medical skills, and is even more powerful in martial arts. He even controls Feng Shui and Earth Art, just like what you said!"

"Is this not the descendant of the Heavenly Sutra, who would he be?"

The white-browed Taoist priest stood there, opened his mouth slightly, frowned and said, "What you said is true?"

He felt that this was impossible. The Heavenly Classic is the most treasure of the Qimen lineage. All those who can practice the Heavenly Classic are gifted.

But it was rumored that the genius had died long ago, so how could he still be alive?

"I, Sanchi, swear, if I deceive my master, I will be hit by the top of the five thunders and will not die well!" Sanchi, swearing solemnly.

Seeing that his disciple made such a heavy oath, Taoist Baimei believed it a little. After all, the people from Qimen knew very well how terrible it was to make such an oath.

"The descendants of the Tianjing Sutra are said to have died more than 20 years ago, how could they still be alive?" However, he still couldn't believe this.

"How is that possible? That boy is over 20 years old. Could it be that he died more than 20 years ago and was reborn again?"

Sanchi sneered, this was simply impossible. Even if he was a master in Qimen and had great medical skills, he would not want to save the dead, let alone reborn himself.

Bai Mei frowned and turned to stare at Sanchi: "You said that guy is only in his early twenties?"

Sanchi nodded.

"How could it be the descendant of the Heavenly Classics!" He became furious again, and was too lazy to pay attention to Sanchi, "You are still lying to me!"

The Tian Jing is the master of the Qimen Technique. Not to mention practicing, most people can’t even understand it. Without enough talent, they are not qualified to control the Tian Jing.

The art of Qimen, including Xuan Doctor, that is, traditional Chinese medicine, Feng Shui and Earth techniques, including cameras to cut off life, drive away ghosts and evil spirits, and build magic circles. It is said that there are more mysterious chapters, which are not something that people of his level can know.

Those who can control one of them can definitely be regarded as masters of Qimen, let alone Qimen geniuses who control so many things?

Sanchi said that that guy was only in his early twenties, and this was simply impossible!

Even the Qimen genius and the descendant of the Tianjing back then were famous at home and abroad at the age of forty. At the age of twenty? What a joke!

This damn apprentice dares to deceive himself, so let him die.

Taoist Master Baimei snorted coldly, shook his hands and was too lazy to pay attention to the three cynical things. He always wanted to find the "Celestial Classic" in order not to let the inheritance be cut off and could help find a suitable candidate to accept the inheritance.

That is the treasure of Qimen passed down by our ancestors. If the inheritance is cut off, these Qimen people will regret it for life!

"It seems that you are not enterprising at all, and you are even more unrepentant. Let's die by yourself. From today on, I will no longer be your master!

Taoist Master Baimei snorted coldly, "I don't want your unmoral disciple like you!"

He left with his sleeves, and the three cynical faces behind him had become extremely ferocious.

He didn't expect that his master was so ruthless. After all, he would not believe him and have to cut off his relationship with him!

Sanchi gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, took out the dagger that had been prepared from his arms, and suddenly rushed over, from behind him and stabbed him at the heart of Taoist Baimei.

"Puchi!"

The entire dagger pierced from Taoist Master Baimei's back into his heart. Sanqi was extremely fierce and hugged Taoist Master Baimei's neck tightly, preventing him from struggling.

"Master, you are old, what is the successor of Qimen, what is the inheritance of the natural scriptures? In this era, if you have money, you will have everything! If you don't have money, you will live your life in this broken Taoist temple? I won't do it!"

Sanchi sneered, like a madman, who found a treasured in Taoist Baimei from Taoist Baimei and stuffed it into his arms.

He looked at the white-browed Taoist Master who was lying on the ground, still vomiting blood, his eyes full of disappointment and surprise, and he felt no guilt in his heart.

"Master, no matter how powerful this Qimen technique is, it has not fallen. Now no one even believes in this. What they believe in is money, women and status!"

Sanchi snorted, ignored him, turned around and entered the Taoist temple, found some healing medicine, and fled in panic.

Few people come to this ruined Taoist temple in normal times. Even if Taoist Master Baimei dies here, no one will know about it.

Taoist Master Baimei fell to the ground, blood flowed through his face, and even his white eyebrows were dyed red.

Until he died, he couldn't believe that his apprentice would do such a thing. He regretted it. He should have let the orphan die on his own...

Tianhai City.

Su Han didn't tell many people about the Qimen trying to harm Qiao Yuman, so as not to worry them.

Yang Zicheng also kept it secret. After all, such a thing is too shocking and ordinary people may not even accept it.

Su Han has great power. They have known for a long time that there will always be secrets in Su Han, and they can't see how powerful he is.

Superb medical skills, high-level martial arts, and now he is proficient in Fengshui and Earth Art. He can kill life by cameras and eliminate monsters.

Even if he is just proficient, he is definitely a sensible figure, but Su Han can do it.

However, Su Han was low-key and did not want many people to know his ability. For him, the original goal of learning "Celestial Classic" was to have superb medical skills that could cure diseases and save people.

Even he himself didn't know before that the "Celestial Classic" would be so powerful that these masters and Taoists had never told him.

The only thing he said was that the "Celestial Classic" is destined to me, and only I can practice it to a very high level and let myself come to the sky and find opportunities.

As his strength improved, Su Hanyue discovered what Bai Lao Taoist said.

Whether it is Hong Yidao, the leader of the Hongmen overseas, or the recently appeared Taoist priest of the Three Crazy people in Qimen, Su Han learned that he had come into contact with a wider world.

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