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In all fairness, in the process of communicating with Mr. Zheng, that is, my master, for more than half a month, I felt more about his strictness and old-fashionedness.

This is a rather old-fashioned Xuanmen master, and it is precisely because of his identity in the Xuanmen family in Jinling City that no matter what he says or does, he must be able to do everything he says.

However, I am a halfway monk, and to put it mildly, I am simply a beast that has survived in the jungle, wild and unruly. Therefore, whether it is in the style of life or the study of Xuanmen knowledge, Mr. Zheng and I often have disagreements.

But Mr. Zheng has always patiently guided me and helped me.

Now it is the same, Mr. Zheng is sitting in the room, in the face of my previous misdeeds, not only did he not get angry, but continued to persuade me bitterly, such behavior really touched me.

"Master, the apprentice is acting absurdly, and you are worried!"

I whispered.

Mr. Zheng finally smiled and stretched out his hand to help me up: "Xiao Yang, you only entered my door at the age of twenty, much later than the previous three apprentices, so there are many things in you that have been set, and I can't change them, I can only guide them." In addition, you are also a little different from other apprentices, I accepted the other three in order to let them continue the incense and inherit my skills, but I introduced you to the beginning, but only to carve your piece of jade completely, and I am not prepared to keep you by my side for a long time. ”

I was stunned when I heard this, and looked up at Mr. Zheng: "Master? You mean I'm just going through the motions under your door? ”

"It's not a formality, I have to make sure you learn the essence of swordsmanship before I let you go. Xiao Yang, you have the blood of the Golden Crow, which is destined for your extraordinary fate. Now that you are too young and have little experience, you may not realize what this bloodline in you means...... But one day you will understand, and my task is to prepare you for your own destiny before you understand. ”

"Meet your fate...... Master? What fate awaits us? I asked, surprised.

Mr. Zheng shook his head slightly: "Fate is fate, it is something that will happen eventually, and you should not know it in advance." Don't think too much about it just yet, come on, take this. ”

As he spoke, Mr. Zheng handed over an old ancient book from his arms.

From the point of view of texture, this is at least a work from the Republic of China, Xuanmen books have suffered a serious disaster in a certain era, and there are not too many surviving books, so just from the age of Mr. Zheng's book, it can be seen that this book is very precious.

When I received it, I looked down and saw three big characters written on the book: Fetal Light Record.

"Master, ...... this?" I asked in surprise, the fetal light is the heavenly soul, and before I communicated with Fuliu about the heavenly soul, I used the method of the fetal light out of the body.

Mr. Zheng smiled slightly: "Since you want to use the fetal light to get out of the body, you should naturally learn the method carefully." Keep this book and study it carefully during the day, so that you don't get mad when you get it. By the way, now that technology is developed, there is a photocopier on the second floor, and you can scan the book during the day, and it will look convenient in the future. ”

I hurriedly nodded: "Okay, then thank you Master!" ”

Mr. Zheng nodded, suddenly got up and said, "There are still an hour or two before dawn, let's go, I'll take you out for a walk and test your current swordsmanship." ”

After that, Mr. Zheng pushed the door out, and I hurriedly put down the "Fetal Light Collection" and honestly followed behind the master.

All the way down the mountain, we took a path that had never been passed before, this road is quite remote, and it can be seen that it must be an inaccessible area in normal times.

I carried the peachwood sword (still the one given to me by the madman) and followed my master honestly. Because I felt guilty about what happened last night, I didn't dare to talk to Master either.

After about twenty minutes, we came to the vicinity of a road, and across the hillside, I could faintly see a few half-burned flower baskets and paper money in the distance of the road.

The situation in front of me made me shudder, it seems that there was a death here not long ago, wreaths and paper money are necessary for funerals, and the traces of burning are still there, indicating that the time of the accident is very close to now.

Mr. Zheng stopped on the mountain, pointed to the road in the distance, and said: "Seven days ago, there was a vicious car accident here, and a young woman died tragically, because she died in such a tragic way that her ghost lingered here. I sensed her ghost crystal in the house before, today is the first seven, the three souls are back, and the resentment is heavier, Xiao Yang, I'll see if you can kill the ghost with one of your peach wood swords and send her soul back to the underworld. ”

After saying this, Mr. Zheng turned around and walked into the distance.

I stayed where I was, removing the peachwood sword I was carrying behind my back, and carefully looked at the dark space in front of me.

This was actually the first time I had fought against a ghost alone with just a peachwood sword.

Because I had to either be helped by others or protected by a scarlet cloak, I had very few opportunities to fight one-on-one with the ghosts. In addition, this is the first trial after I gave up the swordsmanship in the crazy man's video and practiced Mr. Zheng's "orthodox swordsmanship", so I was actually quite apprehensive in my heart.

The night breeze blows, and the temperature plummets halfway up the mountain. It wasn't long before I faintly heard a low cry from the bushes on the hillside: "It hurts...... I hurt ......."

It was indeed a woman's voice, but her timbre was somewhat windy, so I couldn't hear it clearly.

As the night breeze blew, the sound came closer and closer, and gradually reached my ears. I looked up and suddenly saw a pair of eerie eyes deep in the woods!

It was supposed to be a pair of human eyes, with deep black pupils and white pupils, and I could see a cold gaze in these eyes.

On the first seven nights, the three souls returned to their places, driven by resentment, and the souls wandered and could not go. It must be the woman on the hillside who died in a traffic accident, and I am in charge of getting her back to the underworld tonight.

In the midst of the rustling sound, I saw the leaves swaying softly, and a bloodied hand sticking out from between the leaves. I hurriedly raised the peachwood sword high, silently reciting the true meaning of Taoism in my heart, and looked at the dark space in front of me with a pair of eyes cautiously.

The female ghost is out, and I have already captured her whereabouts.

She staggered, not too fast, and slowly moved towards me, step by step.

The tip of my peachwood sword in my hand picked her place, and my steps moved with hers.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

The female ghost seemed to be deliberately avoiding me, and she had already circled to the spot next to me. And just then, I realized that the road between us was unusually suitable for sprinting, so I gritted my teeth and made a desperate bet, and I rushed forward like an arrow!

I don't know why, I have obviously given up all the swordsmanship inheritance of the mad Daoist under the guidance of Mr. Zheng, but the moment I rushed up, what I replayed in my mind was actually the sword of the madman who cried outside the villa door that night.

His flowing and light swordsmanship left an indelible impression on my heart.

Maybe it's because this ghost hasn't taken shape yet, or maybe it's because the sword I just used is just right, and with this sword, the ghost has been completely wiped out.

The trial was successful, and it was quickly successful.

In the fading form of the ghost, I saw flickering spots of light again.

That's the essence of this terrible ghost.

Although the spiritual power on her body is limited, it is precious in freshness. The essence of the resentful spirit tends to gradually become weak with the passage of time, and in the end, the soul is scattered and reduced to dissolution. So now the essence of this resentful spirit is very precious.

I thought about it for a while, and prepared to release Fuliu to devour these essences, because she will face Huang Hua's challenge next week, and it is inevitable that she will fight again at that time.

The unicorn eggs shimmered, and the willows appeared quietly on the hillside.

Watching the willows devour the essence on the ground, I let out a long sigh. Mr. Zheng, my mentor from afar, looked at me and smiled with satisfaction, and I smiled in return, but my heart was full of emotion.

Jinling is a vast city with a lot of resources, and I'm just making my mark here.

How many heroes are thousands? But I came out first, is it a blessing? Is it woe?