"For more than 20 years, I only hope to find a smart and dedicated apprentice to teach him my lifelong martial arts and send him to destroy Ding Chunqiu.

However, the opportunity is rare, the smart nature is not good, and it is not sure to repeat the mistake of raising tigers; has a good personality but lacks understanding.

Seeing that my life is coming to an end, I can't wait any longer, so I will announce this treasure that I put down that year to the world, so as to find talents.

My time limit is approaching, and there is no time to teach martial arts, so the closed disciple I accept must be a smart and handsome young man.

No, God bless me as I send you before me when my deadline is approaching.

In terms of handsomeness, you can be counted, but in terms of qualifications, you are a few points better than I was back then.

I have been unlucky with the Northern Spiritual Skill, and I have injected more than 70 years of cultivation into your body, and now you are not a little worse than those masters on the rivers and lakes.

Ding Chunqiu is dead, but you don't need revenge.

Take the righteousness of heaven and earth, the debate of the six qi, and swim in infinity, which is for leisure.

And remember, although I, the free faction, act from the heart in order to be free, but I must not do any evil or evil. ”

Wu Yazi looked at Xiao Han with a serious expression, and said in a heavy tone, he was a little worried, Xiao Han was young and ambitious, he couldn't control himself, and his character was corrupted, and he became the devil who did evil.

"Disciples should keep in mind that they will not do great treachery or evil."

Xiao Han was not the kind of person who liked to do evil, and he had nothing to say about Wu Yazi, and swore solemnly.

Seeing Xiao Han's heartfelt words, Wu Yazi nodded with satisfaction, took out a small scroll from his arms, and stuffed it into Xiao Han's hand.

"Here is a picture, which depicts the place where I enjoyed great happiness in the past, that is in the immeasurable mountains of Dali Kingdom, where you found my collection of martial arts classics, and practicing according to the law, it will come from being able to achieve my achievements, and even, it is possible to reach the level of the ancestor Xiaoyaozi.

Although you have good qualifications, if you have no one to guide you, you are afraid that there will be a lot of suffocation when you practice this martial art, and there may be a lot of dangers and dangers.

Then you need to ask the woman in the stone cave of the Immeasurable Mountain for guidance.

She saw that you were good-looking, and for my sake, she was probably willing to teach you...... Ahem, ahem......"

Speaking of which, Wu Yazi coughed again and again, and he was out of breath?

Xiao Han hurriedly stepped forward, held his hand, and crossed the internal force in his body in order to relieve his discomfort, but Wu Yazi waved his hand and rejected Xiao Han's kindness.

What Wu Yazi said is the Langhuan Jade Cave, and the woman living in the cave is Mrs. Wang's mother, Wang Yuyan's grandmother, Li Qiushui.

However, Li Qiushui has long been out of Langhuan Jade Cave, and Wu Yazi was assassinated by Ding Chunqiu and fell on the cliff, all of which Li Qiushui did not know.

She waited in the Langhuan Jade Cave for three years, and when she didn't see Wuyazi come back, she thought that she really abandoned her, and she couldn't help but be sad and left the Langhuan Jade Cave.

Later, he moved the secret books of the world's martial arts hidden in the Langhuan Jade Cave and transported them to the Dongshan Villa in Taihu Lake, and arranged his daughter Li Qingluo here.

Then she left alone, entered Western Xia, and became the imperial concubine.

And the Lang Huan Jade Cave would have been deserted, if Xiao Han hadn't come to this realm and occupied this place, this Lang Huan Jade Cave would have continued to be deserted.

At this time, Xiao Han was a little entangled in his heart, thinking about whether he should tell the truth.

However, thinking that this Wu Yazi was already dying, if he still let him know that the disciple he entrusted before his death was a person who was scheming and plotting to be free, it would inevitably be a little too cruel.

It's better not to say it.

"My more than 70 years of cultivation have been passed on to you, and today is the end of my life," Wu Yazi said, forcefully taking off a gem ring from his left finger and handing it to Xiao Han, "This is the Seven Treasures wrench, it is the token of the head of my Carefree Sect, wear it!" ”

Xiao Han followed his words and put this Qibao wrench on the thumb of his left hand.

"Xiao Han listened to the order, from today on, you are the third generation head of my Xiaoyao faction, and from now on, the rise and fall of the Xiaoyao faction will be in your hands.

If there is an accident, you can go to the Eagle Palace of the Ethereal Peak of the Tianshan Mountains to find my senior sister, your uncle Wu Xingyun, with your identity as the head of the Loose Sect, it stands to reason that she should not disobey your orders...... Ahem...... Very good...... Very good......"

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and when he said the second word "very good", it was already like a gossamer, almost inaudible, and suddenly he laughed a few times, and his body rushed forward, and with a bang, his forehead hit the ground, and he didn't move.

Xiao Han stretched out his hand to help him up, and when he sniffed, he was already out of breath, a generation of grandmasters had no cliffs, and finally died in this dilapidated wooden house, which was really embarrassing.

Xiao Han stretched out his hand and brushed it on the top of Wuyazi's head, only to see a gray mist appear in his hand, and vaguely, he could still see the face similar to Wuyazi's inside.

This is the soul of Wu Yazi.

Sure enough, as he had guessed before, the soul of a strong person like Wu Yazi would not dissipate immediately after death.

Xiao Han carefully put away this group of souls, if he hadn't maintained it with magic power, it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before this group of souls would naturally escape clean.

He also sorted out the body of Wuyazi, and used a cleaning spell to clean up the dirt on his body.

Although this Wuyazi died, when he was dying, he had no regrets, he was happy and mournful, his expression was serene, and he still had a little smile on his face.

Xiao Han sorted out Wuyazi's body and walked out of the wooden house.

As soon as he came out, he saw Su Xinghe with about 20 people, waiting outside the door.

And the three daughters of Azhu are isolated.

Among these twenty or so people, in addition to the deaf and mute people he took in later, they were the eight apprentices that Su Xinghe originally accepted.

Su Xinghe originally expelled the eight people from the door wall in order to save his disciples from the disaster of Ding Chunqiu, and never saw each other, these eight people did not dare to be called brothers and sisters, but they missed their teachers deeply, so they commemorated the place where they learned art in Hangu Pass, and called "Hangu Eight Friends".

The eldest brother Qin Dian Kang Guangling, the second brother chess demon Fan Bailing, the third brother is a nerd to read, the fourth brother is a painter Wu Lingjun, the fifth brother is the divine doctor Xue Muhua, the sixth brother is the skillful craftsman Feng Asan, the seventh sister is a Shi Qinglu, and the eighth brother is a fan of Li puppet.

These eight people are like their teacher Su Xinghe, who abandoned martial arts for the sake of miscellaneous learning, but in terms of their own craftsmanship, they are all temporary grandmasters.

Su Xinghe saw Xiao Han come out, and saw the Qibao wrench he was wearing, knowing what was going on, and couldn't help but have a sad face.

"Childe, come with me."

Su Xinghe pulled Xiao Han back into the dilapidated wooden house, passed through the two slabs, and saw Wuyazi sitting on the ground with a smile, reaching out to find it, and he had already passed away.

He had already expected this, but he still couldn't help but feel sad, knelt down and kowtowed a few times, and cried: "Master, Master, you finally left your disciple!" ”

Su Xinghe put away his tears and stood up, picked up the body of his master, leaned on the wall and sat upright, followed by Xiao Han, and let him sit against the wall, side by side with the corpse of Wuyazi.

Su Xinghe straightened up the clothes on his body, suddenly knelt down to Xiao Han, kowtowed, and said, "Su Xinghe, a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, meet the new head of this faction." ”

Xiao Han hurriedly helped him up and said, "Senior brother, you are my senior brother, why do you have to be so polite." ”

Su Xinghe said: "Senior brother, you are my master's closed disciple, and you are the head of this sect. Although I am a senior brother, I also want to kowtow to you! ”

When Xiao Han heard this, he didn't say anything more, and let him kowtow three times.

After Su Xinghe finished, he looked at his master's body again, with a sad expression.

"Senior brother, before the master died, he should have not explained to you the matter of my free sect, so I will tell you about it on behalf of the master."