Draw the knife and slash, and the old man about ten meters away from him will die.

But Mo Jiu didn't move. He wanted to hear what the old man would say to his master. He was extremely curious about his master.

In this way, deep in the Daqing Mountains, a bamboo building, a nagging old man, a boy in a red dress and a lonely grave were just spending time, from dusk sunset to high moon.

It was not until the old man waved his hand to blow up the lonely grave, then took out the buried urn and spread the powder therein that this bizarre drama finally had a trend of getting on track.

"So, you raised my master's ashes because you didn't get her? Is this what the master said...he reaps hatred because of love!"

The first person to break the silence was the boy in red dress. His childish voice sounded a little indifferent. Combined with the words just now, it made people feel that maybe his relationship with his master was not good, otherwise he would not be so calm.

However, the boy's voice made the old man tremble all over. He looked back at the boy in disbelief, and his beard twitched and said in surprise: "Who are you? When did you stand there!"

The old man was dressed in a beautiful and gorgeous robe, with long black and white hair tied up on his head. His carefully carved goatee looked like a fairy-like figure. Of course, combined with his actions just now, he seemed a bit hypocritical. But no matter what, the image alone could make people feel respectful.

The old man suppressed his initial surprise and looked at it carefully but felt relieved. Although the boy was bizarre, he did not even have any energy fluctuations on his body. Obviously, he was not listed as extraordinary, and he was just an ordinary person. Could it be that he was too focused and ignored it when he was careless?

"It started when you said that when you found out that my master took the exam for my brother and used this to threaten the love of the beauties but was kicked to death."

The old man's face turned dark in an instant. This was the deepest pain in his heart, the heart-wrenching type!

Resisting the urge to wave his hand to slap the boy into dust, he looked carefully again and found the strangeness of the boy. Whether in terms of body characteristics or breath, the boy was obviously a man but was wearing a red long skirt with a shaping effect. A painting about one meter wide was hanging randomly behind his waist with a straw rope.

The skin is white and translucent, obviously has good nutrition, and looks cute and pleasing. There is even a blush on both cheeks, like a rouge. Unfortunately, there is a horrifying flaw on the face of a sweet person walking out of a painting.

It was a long scar, from the left eye to the right eye, even the bridge of the nose in the middle was cut across, as if someone had cut the child's head in half!

The old man narrowed his eyes and asked slowly: "It is rumored that Emperor Jhin adopted a baby who cannot practice as his disciple fourteen years ago. It's you. I didn't expect that he was still a blind man! It seems that she has not changed, and she is still the foolish madman after all."

The boy reached out and touched the scar on his face, nodded and continued: "The master said that someone might come after she left, so I should not move around and just watch quietly. It's just..."

The old man laughed when he heard this. The violent sound waves instantly destroyed the leaves of several miles around him, reaching the sky, and even the clouds were smashed. The young man frowned and couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands. This powerful sound wave was too embarrassing for the weak. Fortunately, the old man seemed not to target the young man. After discovering the boy's uncomfortable appearance, he chuckled, "Your master has been rampant in the world for a long time, and he knows that an enemy will come. But she didn't expect someone to dig a grave!"

The boy nodded, his expression still faded, "She did not mention this, but before leaving, she had speculated that three people might come. One was Guihai Yihuan, the other was Gu Qianxun, the other was Lingxiao Palace Master Yu Qiankun. I guess, you should be Guihai Yihuan, right?"

The old man did not deny it, just paused, and his pride just now calmed down a little, "Do you know the meaning of these names?"

The young man turned his head slightly, "Third of the Ten Venerables in the World? This doesn't seem to be anything, right?"

Gui Hai Yi was so happy that he raised his chin and looked down at the boy with some contempt. "It seems that your master has not told you the secret of this world."

The boy shook his head, "I know the secret of this world, and I know the secret of another world, but my master has beaten up all the ten priests, and it is not irreplaceable after all."

Gui Hai Yihuan was angry, his eyes suddenly widened, very majestic... Well, suddenly I remembered that this was a blind man, and he couldn't see anything, and he was bored and snorted: "Do you know how many masters are to cultivate a master of the Nine Rings Great Perfection... Forget it, I guess your master didn't say much, after all, you are a useless person who cannot practice. You haven't answered my previous question yet, why didn't I find you?"

The boy was a little unhappy when he heard this, "It was clearly what I asked first, but you were always aggressive! But... Anyway, you are about to die, so I won't care about you anymore. My skirt was left by the master before he left. Although I don't know why it was a skirt, it was woven from resentment and can make all living beings subconsciously ignore your existence, even the so-called ten venerables in the world are no exception."

Gui Haiyihuan was shocked when he heard this. He looked up and down the red dress again. He must admit that the young master's skills are very good. The red dress is super beautiful, and the bright red color is very eye-catching. It would be fine if he didn't find it, but once he found it, he would be quite amazing. But when he thought about its function, he had to sigh at the bad taste of its designer. Of course, what surprised him even more was...

"Sew of resentment? The legendary red thread among the ten-generation resentment couples! How did your master... find enough to weave a red dress... Are there so many ten-generation resentment couples in this world?"

The boy suddenly said a little guiltily as he listened to Gui Hai Yihuan's tone: "Sorry, the master said that you are an old bachelor. I shouldn't have any complaints in front of you!"

"presumptuous!"

Another sound wave exploded, and the surrounding plants were destroyed again, but this time the sound wave faced the boy directly. The sound wave that seemed to be real came to the boy in an instant, but...

"This feeling should be what the master once said. Then I don't mind telling you another thing..."

Nothing happened, and the boy was still that boy. Even though even the bamboo building behind him collapsed, he still stood there quietly, like a phantom, not in this world, and not being harmed.

Gui Hai Yihuan clenched his fists suddenly. He just kept his strength. This was her disciple, a disciple who didn't even have any force at all. He had to keep it and torture it. How could he be so easy to kill? So he kept it, but...what the hell is this?

Although he was a little scared, he was aware that he had experienced many battles and rarely encountered crises, but he understood that everything that was related to that woman was often bizarre and weird. Moreover, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little palpitations, as if... something bad was about to happen.

"What's the matter?" Although he felt something was wrong, he still asked subconsciously.

The boy spread his palms flat, and a trace of light suddenly began to flash in the small palm. The next second, a crystal-like horizontal knife appeared in his palm. The entire blade was translucent, and a faint golden color flowed in it.

Gui Hai Yihuan felt a chill in his vest. Even if reason tells him that no matter how good the weapon is, it will be of no use to put it in the hands of a mortal who has never practiced. However, the terrifying premonition between life and death still made his whole body sweat instantly.

No! Run!

Gui Hai Yihuan did not say anything harshly, turned around and shot straight into the sky, and even waved his palms in the air to tear open the space and drilled into it. But before his movements were finished, the young man's tender voice came faintly in his ears.

"My master just went home, and what you raised was just the black bear ashes that our master and apprentice ate half a month ago. The black bear is so cute, but it hasn't been time to name it yet."

On August 14th, according to the records of Dingyuan City, a master fought at Daqingshan. It was at night that the clouds rolled and the Daqingshan was cut across the waist, resulting in the destruction of the famous scenic spot Qingzhu Waterfall.

...

It hurts! It hurts! It seems like someone is using an ear-digging spoon to pick the internal organs of the body bit by bit, as if he is using fishing lines to scratch the bones bit by bit, as if he is rubbing the meridians with sandpaper, and filtering the muscles of the body with a sieve. Finally, he uses a fine needle to pick up the skin of the body bit by bit!

For two minutes, Mo Jiu wanted to die in the tenth second, but in the eleventh second, he saw a flashing figure. He knew the breath of this figure, master! He cried, who had never seen anything before. He saw the master, the woman who had raised him for fourteen years.

Some people say that the first thing a little animal sees when she opens her eyes is her parents, and she will be the closest person in her life. However, reason tells Mo Jiu that the closest person has already returned home, and this figure is just a temporary phantom.

His biggest regret before was that he failed to see the master who raised him, and now he has made up for it. This huge relief has finally made him survive the remaining one minute and fifty seconds.

"Beautiful job! Your patience is valuable, at least you have reserved a useless body for yourself."

Mo Jiu blinked and suddenly didn't know what to say. According to the routine process of meeting strangers, should we praise each other's beauty or the weather?

It’s a pity that he has been blind since he is now without any definition of the fact that beauty is. As for the weather... Mo Jiu looked up at the darkness around him, and could only honestly say: “Master, although I don’t have any ability to distinguish expressions, I seem to hear a little bit of a pity and...swept away from your tone?”

"How is that possible? You must have been able to see something just now, so vision and hearing interfere with each other and create an illusion. Well, that must be the case!"

Mo Jiu looked at the master laughing with his hands on his hips, and felt something was wrong in his heart. After thinking about it, he would just go straight to the topic. "Master, didn't you say that the cut-off knife is invincible in the world? Why would it explode on the spot after using it?"

"That's because the Slashing Sword is a fusion of merit and destiny talisman array for the master. With your broken body, you naturally have no right to use it, so you will suffer for a minute every time you chop. Well, looking at the time just now, you seem to have chopped two pieces, which makes me curious. Can anyone in the world stand up to one piece?"

Mo Jiu was still a little uncomfortable when he saw the master approaching. A faint fragrance wrapped around his nose and still had a familiar smell, which was reassuring. He chuckled unconsciously, "It was the old man named Guihai Yihuan who came. I originally wanted to watch it, but he actually started to crush his bones and ashes. I was angry and chopped him up. But he did it first, so I slashed his attack with one knife, and then slashed him to death with the second knife."

The master rolled his eyes directly when he heard this, and the action scared Mo Jiu. I'll go! Can the eyeballs still do this?

"What did my master say at the beginning? The villain died because he talked too much! Although we are not a villain, we can't talk too much. Since we decided to kill people, then it's your thing to do when we go up and chop them up! Alas? You shouldn't want to know something from him, right?"

The master's eyes changed, which made him a little panicked. Mo Jiu subconsciously lowered his head. This feeling happened for the first time. Well, is it... guilty? But to be honest, he is indeed very curious about the master's past.

However, it was obvious that the master did not intend to make things difficult for the disciple. Instead, he stroked his chin and said slowly and meaningfully: "You killed Guihai Yihuan, then you should know the important point."

Mo Jiu looked up, his eyes firm, "The disciple knows that the ten priests are of great significance. If you want to balance the world, you must cultivate another master as soon as possible. But... the disciple really can't stand it, even if you know that it is not your tomb!"

The master pursed his lips and waved casually: "The old turtle is not that important. He just took a position with good luck. If anyone could sit in that position, it would be a bit troublesome after all, so your next task is to cultivate a master to sit in that position. According to the teacher's estimate, the world will be destroyed after the balance is broken for 10,000 years, so you have plenty of time to cultivate masters."

Mo Jiu frowned and paused and continued, "Is it that simple? According to the secrets you told me before, can other masters of the Great Perfection of the Nine Rings be in that position? Also, people from another world should come to make trouble, which may accelerate the collapse of the two worlds. In the end, Master, have you left too? There should be two empty seats!"

"Oh! My apprentice can think! I am so grateful to the teacher!"

Mo Jiu forced himself to hold back the hands that the master kept rubbing on his head with annoyed look on his face. She had always said before that men's head should not be touched randomly, but she became addicted to touch it herself.

"The practice direction of those masters with the Nine Rings Great Perfection has long been fixed. If they can break through the last step, it will not be the old turtle's turn to pick up this cheaper one. So if you are lucky, those guys may have an enlightenment for three or five years. If you are not lucky, you will not be able to make a fortune for hundreds of years! As for people in another world, that is not something you need to worry about. The meaning of the existence of the Ten Venerables is this. If they do not do anything, they deserve it if the world is destroyed! As for the teacher, hehe, I forgot to tell you that we are an existence above the Ten Venerables and are not among the Ten Venerables!"

"Oh! You are not among the Ten Venerables? Then how did you surpass the Ten Venerables!" Mo Jiu was obviously more interested in this, and this secret master had never mentioned it.

"Let's exercise!"

Mo Jiu (?_?) "I can't practice again, what's the use of this?"

"That's your problem."

Mo Jiu looked at the master shrugging, suddenly felt a little excited and asked again: "Then let's talk about my physical problems. You left me a knife but told me that it couldn't be used. You're just playing tricks on me!"

Mo Jiu looked at the master holding his hands in his chest, and his body suddenly changed a little. Although he was a little curious, he was attracted by the master's words in a blink of an eye.

"It is definitely possible to use it. Is the kind of person who cheats his disciples?"

“…”

"That knife is a gathering of merit, so you must do things that match merit. Otherwise, you will be punished, that is, the pain you just felt, one knife for a minute, and you will understand clearly."

Mo Jiu was confused, ‘Things that fit merits’? Killing is obviously not, “What exactly is that fit merits?”

"Simple! As long as it conforms to the development of the world and protecting the balance of the world, it is a meritorious act. You need to think about what you want to do."

Mo Jiu scratched his neck with some embarrassment, "Then this knife is useless. If someone wants to kill me, then even if I defend myself and fight back, it is not a meritorious act. Wouldn't I still suffer?"

"Nonsense! Do you think self-defense is so simple? But the master has already figured out a complete plan for you. Hehe, the master's merit is too many, and it is basically not used in his hometown, so it is left to you. The master uses merit to condense a body for you, and you will see it when you wake up this time. Although this merit body cannot be cultivated, it can never die. Next time you swing the knife, use this merit body. No matter how painful you are, you will not die!"

This sounds like a good thing, but Mo Jiu's whole body trembled when he heard this, "I will never die? Does that mean that no matter how painful it hurts, I can't die? I can't even commit suicide!"

Bang! Oops!

Mo Jiu rubbed the back of his head and seemed to have become accustomed to the master's beating.

"You worked hard to raise you, but you actually thought of committing suicide? You disappointed me so much."

"But why do you laugh 'hee' when you say this? I always feel it's unreliable!"

Bang! Oops!

"You have to believe in love as a teacher. Only those with dark mentalities will have random thoughts."

"Oh, that master, will you... come back?"

When Mo Jiu saw that the master paused for a moment, he immediately understood that this might be the last time he saw the master.

"Oh, it's not easy to see a teacher. I have left you a picture of two realms. As long as you open it, you can see the beautiful photos of the teacher!"

Mo Jiu nodded, but no matter how magical the two realms map was, it was a painting, and it was not as good as a real person.

The master seemed to feel Mo Jiu's frustration and sadness. He sighed and stretched out his hand to caress him, "Everyone knows the pain of separation. If you are a teacher and your family have been separated for a long time, you have experienced this pain for a long time. And you will eventually have your own family. You only hope for your future happiness. Remember the teachings of your teacher and don't follow the old path of being a teacher!"

"Old Lu? Master, you haven't told me about you yet..."

Darkness came and the master disappeared. A dazzling light finally sprinkled down with the movement of opening his eyes again.

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Chapter completed!