Situ Yi learned this craft of calculus from a gray-haired old man in a remote mountain village.

Once, in the deep mountains, he found an extremely precious ginseng tree, only seven or eight hundred years old, with a red fruit on the top of his head, like a ruby, exuding a brilliant color in the dark corner of the dense weeds.

Situ Yi was taken aback, he knew that he could transform into a human form, hide in the soil, and give birth to spiritual intelligence, and it was almost impossible to capture it. And this seven- or eight-hundred-year-old ginseng king is incomparably precious, the medicinal effect is great, and with other medicinal materials, a pot of elixir is boiled, which has unimaginable benefits for the masters of Xuanmen.

At that time, Situ Yi was only in his early twenties, he was still young, and he was burdened with family hatred, and he was pleasantly surprised when he saw such a precious king for the first time.

I didn't even think about it, but from the darkness, a terrifying ghost creature rushed out, shrouded in red light, and it was not far from evolving into a ghost king. Situ Yi was still very weak at the time, just compared to a ghost general, the "Yin Fu Sutra" has not yet been thoroughly understood, and he can deal with this big guy there.

This ghost thing, attached to this ginseng king, lured the medicine pickers to throw themselves into the net, killing many people, and the brilliant red light all over the body revealed extremely terrible resentment and death.

There was almost no power to fight back, and when Situ Yi saw that he was about to be torn apart by the evil ghost, the dense grass was suddenly lifted, and out came an old man with a pale face, who was close to the sixtieth birthday, coarse cloth clothes, carrying a medicine basket on his back, and carrying a medicine hoe, who seemed to be an old medicine picker who went into the mountains to collect medicine, seemed to be dizzy, did not find the danger here, and walked over with difficulty, looking crumbling.

Situ Yi is kind by nature. Although he was burdened with a deep hatred of blood, his conscience as a human being did not dissipate, and he struggled to resist the attack of the ghosts, shouting at the old man, 'Hurry up', unwilling to let the old man get involved. lost his life in vain.

The cloudy old eyes were raised, the old man glanced at Situ Yi, the short medicine hoe in his hand was raised, and a white light shot out, and the hideous and terrifying ghost thing was like snow under the sun, quickly melting, and diffused into the air in an instant.

Situ Yi was shocked, understood that he had met a master, and hurriedly got up to thank him. But he didn't expect the old man to speak first.

"Your baby is not bad-hearted, there is nothing wrong with this trip. ”

I was even more surprised in my heart, I didn't expect this master to come for himself, if it wasn't for this old man's master, I'm afraid he would have been torn to pieces by ghosts, and he couldn't die anymore.

However, the injury was too serious, and Situ Yi followed the old man to the small mountain village where he lived. The population is not large, only seven or eight households in total. But the villagers are very unpretentious. Also friendly and took care of him until he got better.

Situ Yi cherished the hatred of his family and clan, begged the old man, apprenticed to learn art, and knelt for three days and three nights, and the worldly master nodded.

"You're too angry. The murderous intent is very strong, and I will not teach you the technique of killing. ”

The worldly master pondered for a long time before telling Situ Yi what he had in his heart, and he really didn't teach him any attack techniques, but taught him the method of 'divination'.

Slowly learn the way to art. It took three years, he finally got out of the school, although he has formed a deep friendship with the villagers, but the family hatred, like a shackle, suppressed on the body, so that he has not forgotten all the time, when he said goodbye to the mountain village, the villagers took out the good things at home and practiced for it, which moved him.

Before leaving, the worldly master warned him with a word: "There is a debtor who has been wronged, you are going to take revenge, I have no reason to stop you, but you must not create innocent killing, otherwise I will go to you in person!"

Situ Yi respectfully kowtowed three times outside the door, and said, "After the hatred of the family and clan is over, I will come back and serve the teacher." ’

Although the worldly master never let him apprentice, after three years of learning art, Situ Yi regarded the old man as a teacher. If it weren't for the teacher's intervention, I'm afraid he would have been a dead man by now.

Then he left the mountain village, wandered in the society, and quickly established a large company with his courage and the means of driving away evil and turning good fortune, and used the resources at his disposal to grow rapidly, and finally cut down all the dozens of sects, and finally took revenge.

But he also died, and did not fulfill his promise to return to the mountain village.

Once, using the method of 'divination', Situ Yi couldn't help but feel a little sad, his eyes were a little confused, and he recalled those good times.

'Woohoo!'

Suddenly, there were a few soft sounds in the air, like the sharp sound of an arrow piercing through the air, Situ Yi's face changed, he suddenly raised his head, and in the depths of his eyes, a bright light that made people palpitate shot out, and he saw two black gases cutting through the air and shooting straight towards the main hall.

"Failed?"

His expression changed, and Situ Yi's expression was extremely serious.

Looking at the sky expressionlessly, he couldn't see any other emotions, but the light in his eyes from time to time showed that he was not at peace in his heart.

'Whew!'

A gust of black wind surged, turning into a figure, and the layers of black mist faded, revealing the appearance of Old Butler Zhao, his expression was very uncalm, and he hurriedly said as soon as they met.

"Young master, the big thing is not good, they ...... the wind in the sky"

The abrupt voice stopped, and Old Butler Zhao looked at the expressionless young master, with a hint of dumbness in his eyes. He has been following the young master since he was a child, and he feels extremely deeply about his emotional changes, and it seems that the young master is angry.

"That big array is not trivial, I seem to have underestimated 'it', even Sikong Hurricane and Sikong Xing didn't have time to send back a warning, they all disappeared, and their breath was broken. ”

The calm voice, no emotion can be heard, and the seemingly stable voice exudes an oppressive evil aura. Obviously, the unexpected fall of the two loyal ghost knights had angered him.

"Yes, the power of the ghosts and gods of both of them has flown back, and they should be dead. Old Butler Zhao looked solemn.

These selected ghost knights are all loyal old men of Situ Fort, that is, the old castle master was captured, but he did not have any second thoughts, and he has been silently contributing to Situ Fort. Having lost two familiar people at once, Old Butler Zhao was also not calm in his heart, and his face was a little sad.

"The whereabouts of this big array are strange, and the ability is extremely terrifying, even the earth-level grandmaster is difficult to get out, even if I go out in person, it is difficult to deal with it, and I can only use it. Situ Yi's soft voice was like a breeze drifting into the air.

Old Butler Zhao raised his head suddenly, with a hint of surprise on his face. The invincible young master can't handle this matter, I'm afraid that the things involved in this 'cannibalism' array are beyond the scope of the earth-level grandmaster's control.

"Young master, you must be careful, you must not be alone in danger, although the feud between the two ghost knights cannot be forgotten, but you can't easily get into danger, now the situation is critical, all kinds of weird and terrible things emerge in endlessly, you are the pillar of Situ Fort, you must not have an accident. Old Butler Zhao hurriedly persuaded him.

He was really scared, the young master personally risked his life, and when the time came, something bad would really happen, and Situ Bao would really have a big incident.

"To choose two loyal clansmen, the thirteen ghost knights are the foundation of Situ Fort and cannot be missing. Situ Yi commanded in a low voice, "There are also two tombstones left in the clan land, with their names written on them, no matter what, they all fell for the sake of Situ Fort's affairs." ”

"I believe that they are in the spirit of heaven, knowing that the young master has made such a decision, he will definitely rest in peace. Old Butler Zhao's voice trembled, and tears flashed in his eyes.

In this world, it is a very honorable thing for a servant to be buried in the land of the clan. Returning to the clan land means that they have been recognized by the family and accepted by future generations.

Old Butler Zhao turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

In the main hall, calm was restored again, Situ Yi's gaze was withdrawn, and the light in his eyes was still flickering from time to time. (To be continued.) )