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After a short time, the tea tower came back with the copper tripod, and the pig tower was very happy, and the iron rod was thrown aside, and rushed into the wooden house, and then walked out with a man in his hand.

Under the moonlight, the man was dressed in a white robe, with a white beard, and looked about seventy or eighty years old, with his eyes closed, motionless as if he were dead.

Chauta placed the copper tripod on the bonfire and returned to the wooden house to take out many iron buckets.

Pig Uta threw the old man into the ding.

"Pepper, rabbit...... Fox, bear-legged ...... The pig tower put their 'condiments' into the ding, and it suddenly asked, "What if the king blames this old monkey?"

Chawuta moved a boulder, sat next to the copper tripod, and stared at the water in the copper tripod: "No problem, this old monkey is the little duck for you and me to take care of, and it is not the king's order, what are you afraid of? If the little duck comes to ask, he will say that we are asleep, and the old monkey has escaped, so what can we do? The little duck sued the king, and the king was just scolding, what are you afraid of?"

"Hey, hey, hey", the pig tower put in the condiment, "yes, yes, it's just a scolding, what are you afraid of?"

Qin Han said in his heart: "Who is the little duck?" Alas, no matter who it is, can this old man be saved?" He didn't know what the strength of the mountain monster was, and he hesitated in his heart.

The copper tripod was bubbling and bubbling, and the water had reached a high temperature.

Qin Han narrowed his eyes, forget it, let's save it, this kind of death is too miserable. He unleashed the Wind Shadow Legs, and the orange light flashed all over his body, and he punched the back of the mountain monster's neck.

With Zizi's voice, the mountain monster Pig Tower's limbs stiffened, and then his body crooked, and his huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

Chauta was taken aback, and one of the eight forks fell off the stone, and it rose to its feet with great agility, looking left and right, as if looking for something.

Qin Han was very puzzled, this mountain monster didn't seem to see him.

Chawuta suddenly fell on the sand, and kept saying, "The gods spare their lives!"

Qin Han thought it was funny, but he didn't have time to think about it, he stepped onto the copper tripod, reached out, and fished out the old man, his figure flashed, and the two of them disappeared in front of the wooden house.

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Qin Han looked at the white-bearded old man sleeping on the stone slab, and there was a complicated light in his eyes. His fingers tapped lightly on the ground, pondering what had just happened.

After leaving the wooden house, he led the white-bearded old man to gallop through the forest, and the fall of the pig tower alarmed the patrolling black dogs, and he had to take the white-bearded old man to land on the tree.

To his surprise, there were no signs of drowning on the old man who had been soaked in the water, as if there was an energy shield to keep the water out.

He realized that things were not easy, and then the old man woke up, and the old man's first words were: "Thank you, go to the right, that side is safe." ”

So Qin Han took the old man to a cave in a valley, there are many large and small caves in the valley, and he is not afraid of being searched.

Black dogs only operate on the outskirts of the valley, and most of the mountain monsters in the valley are lazy and unalert, so the valley has become the safest place for the time being.

The white-bearded old man lying on the stone slab suddenly sat up.

Qin Han said: "Old man, are you okay?"

The white-bearded old man said: "The old man is fine, thank you for the rescue, I really don't know how to repay it." ”

Qin Han hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." He had already seen that the old man was definitely not a human being, either a cultivator or a monster or something, and he might not be able to offend his current self, so he was very respectful in his words and deeds.

The old man meditated and breathed for a while, and suddenly said: "I can't hide it, the old man is a cultivator, he was rescued by Xiaoyou, and he can't repay him, and now he wants to accept Xiaoyou as a disciple to thank him for saving his life, I don't know what Xiaoyou wants?"

Qin Han's heart was suddenly ecstatic. This is really stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, and by mistake, he actually saved the person he was looking for.

At that moment, Qin Han remained silent, made a smiling face, knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "Master is above, and I will be worshiped by my disciple." ”

"Good, good, good!", the Qingyin Venerable had a smile on his face, "You and I can meet here, it is also a great fate, from today on, you are the third generation disciple of the Shangyin Sect!"

Qin Han was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what this old man meant, he would accept apprentices when he met, I was afraid that he was not so kind.

When the Venerable Master Qingyin saw him stunned, he thought he was overjoyed, and laughed, "Good apprentice, tell Master your name!"

Qin Han came back to his senses and pretended to be happy and said, "Tell Master, my disciple's name is Qin Xianglin, and he is from Shangyang City. ”

The Venerable Master Qingyin nodded in satisfaction and smiled without saying a word.

After a while, the Venerable Master Qingyin said again: "The Shangyin Sect is among the Dai Counties, and it is one of the two major cultivation sects in the Dai Counties. Now there are more than 200 disciples in the sect, and although you started late, you are my personal disciple, so your seniority is very high. This is the foundation of this martial arts, and I will teach it to you. He took out a thin booklet from his bosom and handed it to Qin Han.

Qin Han took it with both hands, and saw that the booklet had a few big characters written on it: 'General Outline of Shangyin Meditation and Enlightenment'.

"Now you and I are in danger," said the Venerable Master Qingyin, sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, "You must have the ability to protect yourself. The teacher wants to teach you the way of meditation and some simple spells, and before that, the teacher will first explain what the path of cultivation is. ”

"Cultivators communicate with heaven and earth through meditation, and draw the energy of heaven and earth into the body into use, and there are two manifestations of energy into the body, one is to strengthen the body, fists, feet, swords, kung fu and mortal martial arts are similar, but the power is not the same. The second is to strengthen the soul, which can do many things that mortals can't do, such as spells such as soaring clouds. ”

"I am on the Yin Sect martial arts and cultivate, not only the martial arts of opening mountains and gravel, but also the magic of flying to the heavens and the earth, you have to study and practice hard, and you will be used endlessly in the future. ”

Qin Han responded respectfully on the surface, but he muttered in his heart: "These Lao Tzu know." ”

The Venerable Master Qingyin turned around and said to Qin Han, "Since you have entered the master's door, then there are some things that the master must tell you, so you should sit down." ”

Qin Han sat down as he said, and the Master Qingyin told him about the sect and the cultivation of the Tao one by one.

Shangyin faction and Shangyang faction originally belong to the same sect, two hundred years ago, one of the sect failed to compete for the position of leader, so he led his disciples to flee and established the Shangyin faction, for two hundred years, the Shangyin faction has been pressing the Shangyang faction, regardless of the number of disciples or strength, the Shangyin faction is much more than the Shangyang faction. At the last Sanhe First Sword Martial Arts Conference, the disciples of the Shangyin Sect were in the limelight.

The Shangyang faction saw that the Shangyin faction could not become bigger, so they united with the left side door to attack the Shangyin Mountain Gate, and the Shangyin disciples were forced to flee, and the Qingyin Venerable Master was also plotted by the villain, relying on the Cao Gang as a cover to go to the Shenmu Garden.

The Venerable Master Qingyin and all his disciples were safe and sound, and the matter of revenge was put on the agenda.

But cultivation is inseparable from two things, one is the ore and the other is the elixir. Ore is the foundation of the path of cultivation, which can enhance the effect of meditation, and refining elixir and other actions are inseparable from ore. The elixir can improve cultivation and prevent you from going mad.

Two things that seem very inconspicuous are not so easy to obtain.

Ore is produced from various mineral veins, and there is an unwritten rule in the monastic world, that is, cultivators are not allowed to dig ore by themselves, firstly, cultivators do not have time to dig in person, and in the eyes of mortals, if they are like immortals, if they go to be miners, what kind of system will they become?

Therefore, there are many regulations in the monastic world, and each sect has its own territorial scope, and the mineral veins within the scope are not allowed to be touched by others. For the sake of ore, most of the sects' choice is to support mortal gangs, and the gangs hire mortal coolies to mine.

The Shangyin Sect was forced to leave the sect and lost control of the ore vein, and the more than 200 disciples in the sect all need ore to consolidate their cultivation, and the most important thing at the moment is to regain control of the ore vein.

After listening to the words of the Venerable Master Qingyin, Qin Han vaguely felt that this master would entrust him with a heavy responsibility.

Sure enough, the Venerable Master Qingyin took out an object from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Han, saying, "This is the evil warding suit suit, with this thing, it will be difficult for ordinary cultivators to hurt you." As a teacher, you need to return to Shangyang City, find out the information first, and then make a decision. ”

Qin Han took the battle suit, only to see that its color and luster were no different from ordinary clothes, but the feel to the touch was very different, and he said in his heart: "You can really trust me, this apprentice's stool is not yet hot, and he is about to be assigned a big task." I'm afraid I don't have any good intentions. ”

He thought in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change, and he asked respectfully, "Master, how can I go back? How can I contact you after I go back?"

The Venerable Master Qingyin took out an egg-sized pearl from his sleeve and threw it into the air, and the bead floated silently in the air.

"This night pearl is the thing of contact, and it is also a teleportation orb, as for how to go back, you close your eyes, stand up, and the teacher will teleport you to a secret place outside Shangyang City. The Venerable Master Qingyin said with a smile, pinching the spell as if he was about to cast a spell.

But......

Before the spell could be cast, the Master of Qingyin fell limply, blood splattering everywhere from his mouth.

Qin Han hurriedly got up and helped him up, pretending to be anxious and said, "Master, Master, what's wrong with you, Master?"