Woniu Mountain is a nameless hill, where green trees and streams are murmuring, and it can be called a beautiful mountain and water. There is a wooden house on Woniu Mountain, which looks like it has been a few years, and a ten-year-old young man in front of the wooden house is stirring vigorously in a large cauldron. A pale green mist came from the cauldron, which made the young man's face look faint, and the mist was fishy and smelly, but the young man looked as attentive as if he were unconscious.

"Hei Jun, have you done it?"

Suddenly, an old voice came.

The young man instantly became smart, his dark face moved, his eyes were like stars in the sky, but he muttered in his mouth, "What's the hurry?" Little Bean Ding came over and brought the medicine to the old monster! ”

With the shouting of the young man, a **-year-old child ran over, this is the little bean in the young man's mouth.

"Here comes Senior Brother Hei!"

Yan Jun's face darkened when he heard this, and when he raised his hand, he made a burst on Xiao Douding's head, "Stinky boy, no big or small, remove the black letters in front of the senior brother!" ”

Xiao Douding grinned, "You're very dark, I can't call you Senior Brother Bai, isn't that scolding you?" ”

"What, looking for a fight, isn't it?" Yan Jun raised his hand, a little crying and laughing, the older this kid is, the more cunning he becomes. Then he said to himself, "Don't talk about me, you will be so dark in the future, who told us to learn black spells?" It's just strange, why isn't the old monster so dark? ”。

In fact, Yan Jun is not too disgusted by others saying that he is black, but he just wants Xiaodouding to respect him more as a senior brother, but it doesn't seem to have a good effect.

Xiao Douding picked up a wooden bowl, turned around and ran, the two little short legs swung back and forth, although the movement was fast, the liquid in the wooden bowl did not splash out at all.

Of course, Yan Jun didn't really want to hit Xiao Douding, he shook his head, a little speechless. Pouring out the residue in the cauldron, several poisonous snakes appeared in it, as well as the corpses of several poisonous insects such as scorpions and centipedes, in addition to slimy, green unknown plants, these are the residues of the liquid medicine that Yan Jun made for his master. These residues are packed into bags, and Yanjun buries them in a specific place.

"My handsome face has been harmed by your old monster!" Yan Jun looked at the master who had finished drinking the medicine, and couldn't help but complain again, not polite at all.

"Haha, haven't you heard of the black boy, the darker the more handsome, what, Bao Gong you know, how handsome!" The old man sitting on the chair was smiling, without a little master's shelf.

Yan Jun smiled bitterly, "I don't know if Bao Gongshuai is handsome or not, I just know that he is really dark, don't you think I look like a black man now?" ”

"No, I think you're blacker than a black man!" Little Bean Ding laughed loudly, although he was young, but with a sense of elf eccentricity.

"You little bastard, see if I don't clean you up!" Yan Jun got up and went to chase Xiaodouding.

The two chased and frolicked in the room, Yan Jun grabbed Xiao Dou Ding and spanked him, Xiao Dou Ding yelled, asking the master to save his life.

The old man shook his head, "Okay, Yanjun, I have something to say to you." ”

"Uh," Yan Jun was stunned, "It's been a long time since I've heard my master call me by my name, and I'm really a little unaccustomed to it!" ”

"Ahem," the old man coughed, his face very pale.

Yan Jun walked to the old man's side, grabbed the old man's wrist, called the pulse, and sighed in his heart.

"Don't look at it, I know my situation myself, and black boy, have you forgotten that I am your master?" The old man smiled bitterly, "You two sit down, there are some things that should be told to you." ”

Yan Jun and Xiao Douding both sat down, they were very strange about what the master was going to say, Yan Jun had followed the master for more than ten years, and he had never seen the master so serious.

"We are black spell masters, our faction is called the Nightmare Spirit Spell Gate, and you are the 118th generation of my faction. Our black spell master adheres to the principle that if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, and if people offend me, I will kill all the people, so our reputation is not good, and we often go to war with the Daomen, Buddhism, etc., and there are almost no people left after so many years.

Later, the black spell masters also had to rein in, but the thousand-year-old hostility is not easy to eliminate, and you should be careful when you encounter bullnoses and bald heads in the future. Originally, our Nightmare Spell Gate was also a great faction that has been inherited for thousands of years, but unfortunately it suffered heavy losses in the war, and I was also attacked later, even the heavy treasure of the master was also lost, I am really ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors! ”

"Derivatives, what's that?" Yan Jun and Xiao Douding stared at each other, neither of them had heard of it.

"The derivative element is the ancestral holy relic of our sect, and the fact that our door can stand for thousands of years has a lot to do with the derivative element, it can make our black spell master recover the mana quickly, and the spell is more powerful, and it has always been regarded as a token of the door owner. It's time to make your name right! ”

The old witch looked sad, pulled open the wooden board behind the seat, and a portrait appeared, "The 117th generation of unscrupulous descendants Wu Zhenxing pays a visit to Master Zu!" ”

Yan Jun and the two of them are a little stupid, they haven't known that there is a secret door here for so many years. The old witch monster respectfully kowtowed three times, and then said, "You two rabbit cubs still don't kneel down and kowtow, let you officially worship the Nightmare Spirit Spell Gate today and become a disciple of the 118th generation!" ”

"Disciples Yan Jun and Bai Dusi, meet the patriarch! From today on, abide by the rules of my door, one does not deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and the other is not the same as the cannibalism, if you violate this oath, the curse will be devoured, and you will not be able to live forever! ”

The two kowtowed respectfully nine times. I was a little depressed in my heart, especially Yan Jun, who has been in the mountains for more than ten years, and now he is only officially introduced!

Seeing that they had finished taking their oaths, the witch sat down again, "Aren't you surprised by my illness? As a black spell master, not to mention a long life, it is also invulnerable to fire and water, and there is no disease," the old man paused, with a sad look on his face, "Actually, I'm not sick, but poisoned!" ”

"Poisoned?" Yan Jun heard it for the first time, "What's going on?" ”

"That was twenty years ago, you actually have a senior brother, his name is Ma Feishan, twenty years ago he suddenly poisoned and stole my sect's holy relic derivative! If there were tokens, my poison should have a chance to be removed.

But after thinking about it for 20 years, there are still two things that I still don't understand, one is why he did it.

I treated him like my own son, and I did my best to teach him, and I wanted him to be the master of our Nightmare Spell Sect. However, I did not expect that he had put poison in my food, a poison I had never seen before, and I had not found a complete cure for so many years.

The other point is that after I was poisoned, he could have killed me, but he just took the derivative and left, did he feel that I would definitely die or feel guilty? The old witch muttered to himself as he spoke, his wrinkled face full of vicissitudes.

"Master, don't talk about that wolf-hearted thing, he won't poison you if he feels guilty. If I catch him, I'm going to have to pick his skin and light the sky lantern! Yan Jun is murderous, he can do it.

Xiao Douding also gritted his teeth, and his little hands swayed back and forth, "Yes, I will dismantle him into eight pieces and divide his body into five horses!" ”

Yan Jun slapped Xiao Douding on the head, and scolded with a smile, "Get out of the way, learn how to fight and kill at a young age." With a senior brother here, where can I get your turn? ”

Pouting, Xiao Douding felt very aggrieved, with tears in his eyes, "Master, Senior Brother Hei bullied me again!" ”