"No way, although my master is ruthless, he wouldn't kill our own brother? Is there a misunderstanding? You are too caring!" Wu Gongyao was kind-hearted, but he still couldn't believe it.

"Anyway, I'm afraid he has something hidden in his heart when he comes back this time. The relationship between him and my master and disciple will be gone. Be careful and don't live in his back mountain anymore. I'm afraid... move to the front mountain."

"Also, have you done what Master asked you to do on the way? Have you invited the distinguished guests you invited on the eighth day of the lunar month next month?" asked the Yin Yang Sage.

"Don't worry, Gongyao has already done it!"

The sage of Yin and Yang took out a letter from his body and handed it to the young Wu Gongyao. "Gongyao, don't open this letter yet. I have to go on a long trip these days. If I haven't come back on the eighth day of the lunar month next month, you

Then I opened it and took a look. Remember, the words in the letter must not be mentioned to these two people again! This is the lifeblood of our Changsheng Mountain!"

"Don't worry, Gong Yao has written it down, but I don't know where you always go to travel? Why don't you take Gong Yao with you? Master is right, you are already eighty years old, your body...?"

The Yin-Yang Sage stroked his gray beard and smiled, his disciple who was most satisfied with him. In the future, the big pole of Changsheng Mountain nodded and said: "Everything has its own destiny. It's my duty to live. Even the Lord of Hell can't take me away.

If my life is over, then just leave it to fate!"

The old man coughed very badly that night. Wu Gongyao also accompanied the old man to go to many ancient tombs. Wu Gongyao, who is proficient in medical science, could tell at a glance that the old man was also overworked during his trip to Yilhuli and had inhaled some corpse poison. So.

He almost didn't sleep all night, and stayed by his side to serve the old man. He was also very tired, and he had a narrow escape from death during this trip to Illhuri. If it weren't for the Yin Yang Saint, his life would have been lost.

At night, the old man didn't know whether it was intentional or talking in his sleep, and he often called his name.

In the early morning, this tall and mighty young man finally couldn't stand it any longer, and lay down in front of the old man's bed and fell asleep. In a daze, in his dream, he heard the old man telling him that he must guard against your junior brother from getting into trouble.

, Don't let his honest appearance blind you. This person will definitely be a very cunning and deceitful person when he grows up. Don't leave him on the mountain.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a scorching ray of sunshine coming in from the window, making him dizzy. When he touched the bed, he found that the old man was gone. He basically didn't take anything with him, except a small bag under his pillow.

The brocade box was taken away. Wu Gongyao knew that the box contained the heirloom treasure of Captain Mo Jin, the Fuxi Bagua Yi. This thing was based on the old man's lifelong wisdom to calculate the day and hour when the Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty would reappear in the world.

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He remembered what Yin Yang Sage had said last night, and then he realized that the old man had already arranged everything properly. Wu Gongyao had an inexplicable ominous feeling in his heart. He might never see someone who knew him well again in his life.

The graceful master.

The actual situation is also the same. Last night was the last time he saw the Yin-Yang Saint. We people nowadays say things like prophets of uncertainty, or describe the legendary Yin-Yang Saint as a living god. But in fact, in my opinion, this Yin-Yang Saint
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