Shen Qingming received the money and was about to go out, but was stopped by the inductor. The receiver said respectfully: "Master Shen Tianshi, stay for the time being, someone wants to see you, I don't know if you can enjoy your face and go to a place with me?"

Shen Qingming nodded ignorantly, and followed the guide to the north gate. The north gate corresponds to the image of the nobleman, and the decoration is gorgeous and extraordinary. Walking inward with the north gate, you can see the award certificates hanging on the wall every few steps, all framed with precious frames, Shen Qingming calculated in his heart, these frames may add up to hundreds of thousands, I don't know what kind of character the owner of the north gate is.

Hundreds of steps forward, two maids greeted them attentively, dressed in plain white cheongsam, with proper curves, cold and sexy, leading people to retreat, and then these two maids led the way.

The taller maid said: "My lord's temper may be a little strange, if there is any abruptness at that time, please ask Shen Tianshi to be more tolerant." ”

The shorter maid said, "The lord is still a child's temper, but the essence is good after all." ”

Shen Qingming began to wonder where this old man was sacred.

The two maids pushed open the gate at the end of the north gate, and inside it turned out to be a miniature courtyard of the Heavenly Master Association, the location of the Heavenly Master Market was replaced by a small villa, even if it was a miniature Heavenly Master Association, I am afraid that there are thousands of square meters of area, fortunately, he has seen a lot of strange things today, and he has no special feeling here.

I saw an old man with a white beard sitting at the miniature north gate sleeping, looking sick and sick from a distance. The maid walked to the side to wake up the old man, and brought a Taishi chair for Shen Qingming, and then retreated.

The old man looked at Shen Qingming, then at his own, and sighed faintly: "Hey, it's really good to be young." ”

Shen Qingming was terrified when he heard him say this, what's the matter? Is this going to bring me over to give him another life?

The old man said to himself, "Young man, you are a sorcerer, aren't you?"

Shen Qingming nodded, waiting for the old man's next step.

The old man said: "Decades ago, there was a sorcerer who was kind to me and saved my life, and I wanted to repay my life-saving benefactor. After I made a small fortune, I used all my connections to search for the whereabouts of the sorcerer, but unfortunately his whereabouts were never known, and even his disciples could not find the slightest news. I didn't expect that in my twilight years, God actually sent a sorcerer to my eyes, and Huang Tian lived up to his painstaking efforts, as expected. ”

Shen Qingming became even more frightened after listening to what the old man said, this old man is not a madman, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Qingming said: "Actually, I am a halfway monk Heavenly Master, and I don't have much affection for the sorcerer industry, why don't you say these things to another person?"

The old man frowned and asked him, "What did you just say?"

"Shall I quit first?"

"You keep talking about these things with someone else?"

"Don't have much affection for the Warlock business?"

When the old man heard this, he stretched out his hand and struck him with a burst of chest, and said angrily: "You are the descendant of the Wordman! How can you have no feelings for the Wordman! Unacceptable!"

Shen Qingming was also angry, and said: "Work is work, hobbies are hobbies! How can they be mixed up, although they say that they have not done one line of work and one line of love, but they are also conscientious, why do they beat me." ”

The old man asked him from a different angle, "Then do you know the history of the Warlock?"

Shen Qingming shook his head.

The old man said happily: "Boy, listen well, I will tell you the history of the Warlock today, and continuing the inheritance of your Warlock can be regarded as a reward for my life-saving benefactor back then." ”

So why are you so happy......

The profession of sorcerers has been around since the birth of language, and they have had different names and identities in different historical periods. The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Su Qin and Zhang Yi. Han Zhi Dongfang Shuo. Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms, Jian Yong. These eloquents, good or bad, good or evil, are the best of the word. Since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the warlocks have consciously formed a collective, manipulated the government, and single-handedly overthrew Wei Zhongxian's eunuchs. But at the same time, the exposed warlock group was also concerned by the emperor, and was finally strangled by the empire, and the warlock died in this catastrophe nine times out of ten, only a few people survived, and fell into the rivers and lakes, and finally merged into the Heavenly Master Dao, several extremely talented Heavenly Masters began to learn the art of speech, and at first the Warlock was just to use words to break the demons and assist in killing the demons. With the improvement of later generations, it fused the elements of Taoism and became a category among the heavenly masters. You are burdened with the hard work of countless seniors, how can you be so slack!?

Shen Qingming heard a question here, and asked him: "In this case, the sorcerer is a discipline created in later generations, why is there a god to preach in the lower realm?"

Shen Qingming couldn't help but want to say how could there be immortals who took the opportunity to buy and sell and deceive their souls.

"Discipline discipline, do you think you are going to school?" The old man was about to reach out and knock Shen Qingming on the head again, but Shen Qingming cleverly dodged it, "The Great Dao of the World is more than a trillion, it is by no means simple, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, Qinglong Vermilion Bird Xuanwu is so simple. The essence of language is the analysis of the human heart, and naturally it is also part of the Heavenly Dao. People pray with words, curse with words, raise swords with a word, calm the flames of war with a word, and have immortals preach to maintain the immortality of words, which is reasonable. ”

That makes sense, but it's a pity that it doesn't matter to me.

The old man saw that Shen Qingming was indifferent, sighed helplessly, and sighed: "Benefactor, I'm sorry for you." Later generations have no intention of going to the Tao, and the old decay is powerless. ”

Shen Qingming was pressed by him all the time, he was very annoyed, and said in a stern tone: "You are not sorry for anyone, and I have never owed anything to others." Your benefactor did not save you in the hope that you would give him a reward in that year, and I did not become a magician, nor did I inherit anyone's wishes. Everything you want to do is nothing more than a flash in the pan, and it may not be a good thing to be exposed earlier. ”

"Didn't you think that the thousand-year-old Dao Unification Dynasty would be cut off?" the old man asked him, and at this time the old man's face was already a little pale.

"What does the thousand-year-old Dao system have to do with me? The death of the old and the birth of the new are originally natural principles, is it because slavery has lasted for a thousand years, so it is necessary to have the obligation to defend it? The reason why man is dependent on a collective is mostly because he himself lacks the ability to live in peace. Preaching the merits of a group is mostly because he has no merits to proclaim. It just so happens that I, Shen Qingming, am not such a person. Shen Qingming raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Speaking of which, you haven't told me your name yet, isn't this some kind of hospitality?"

The old man thought for a long time before saying, "Xue Dong." ”

Shen Qingming stood up and said, "Old Man Xue, since the words have been spoken, I will give you a little more hint, I am not the only sorcerer in this world, I also have a senior brother in the Qincheng area, if you have a heart, it is better to find him." ”

Xue Dong sat there, thoughtful.

Shen Qingming actually had his own plans in his heart, before Ye Jinghan said that Qin Cheng had traces of another warlock's activities, so it was very likely that it was his senior brother, and it was not a bad thing to let this old man who seemed to have a lot of energy look for it by himself.