"March and March, it's been three years, why hasn't the master come back yet? Hiccup~"

The boy sitting on the cliff burped, and the wine he had taken from the statue of the patriarch had been almost drunk.

A cold mountain wind hit, and the young man instantly sobered up and shivered.

"Master, you shouldn't have turned into a star, right? Uncle Liu said that when a person dies, he becomes a star in the sky. ”

A drunken unfilial man cursed his master.

As if feeling some coolness, the young man stood up and walked back with the wine jar.

Returning to the view, the young man first ran the small rejuvenation to dissolve the alcohol, tidied up his clothes, and then entered the ancestral hall.

With his head bowed, he held the empty wine jar with both hands and respectfully placed it on the offering table.

"Patriarch, the disciple was greedy for a while, and he accidentally drank it all, the patriarch won't blame the disciple, right?"

As he spoke, the young man quietly raised his head and glanced at the incense.

Very good! The smoke drifted straight up, and it seemed that the ancestor didn't blame himself.

Seeing this, the young man gradually became bolder, and prayed directly to the patriarch:

"Ancestor, it's been more than three years since the master came down the mountain, and there is no news, according to the rules of the door, he should be removed, and the disciple wants to look for him."

The young man's name is Yang Guang, eight years ago, his town was destroyed by demon beasts attracted by evil cultivators, thanks to Ziming Zhenren at that time led all the disciples down the mountain to eliminate demons, he survived.

However, all the disciples of Ziming Zhenren were sacrificed because of this, and they themselves were seriously injured.

It also happened that the evil cultivators behind the scenes were in chaos, and Ziming Zhenren almost died, but fortunately, Yang Guang's parents hid each other with death, so they gave Ziming Zhenren the opportunity to fight back, but Yang Guang's parents unfortunately died because of this.

So Ziming Zhenren took Yang Guang, who was only six years old, as an apprentice and brought him back to the dry water view to raise him.

Three years ago, Ziming Zhenren was invited to retreat from the northern grassland demons and never returned......

As soon as Yang Guang's words fell, a gust of wind blew open the door of the palace.

In the past two years, Yang Guang asked the ancestor every day if he could go to the master, but the results were frequent, either the wind blew the hall and could not see the smoke, or the incense stick was extinguished.

Anyway, what the patriarch meant was not to let him go, and it was useless to burn a few more pillars of incense, light a pillar of incense, or simply cover it with a screen.

Yesterday, Yang Guang broke through to the triple level of qi training, and only then did he have the courage to come to the ancestor again to ask.

"Okay, I know that you don't agree, Patriarch, every day you stay on the mountain, people are stupid......"

The spare incense sticks in the main hall are gone, and I have to go to the treasury to get the incense sticks for the ancestor for a while, which is annoying.

Wait a minute...... Incense sticks?!

Yang Guang, who habitually looked for incense sticks to no avail, looked up and saw the incense sticks in the incense burner, even though the wind was raging in the house, the smoke floated straight up as if it was not affected in any way, and it sank into the roof.

"Master, you agreed?!"

Yang Guang was overjoyed, and hurriedly gave his ancestor a few snorts.

"Master, don't worry, when the apprentice finds the master, he will definitely bring you sugar gourd, sauced beef, roast chicken, steamed goose and pig's head meat when he comes back."

After the surprise, Yang Guang hurriedly withdrew from the Patriarch Hall and returned to his room to pack his luggage.

"One dozen small rejuvenation runes, three earth spirit runes, forty fire spirit runes, five strong wall runes, and one of the five thunder runes left by the master."

Yang Guang was sorting out the talismans on his drawing table while breaking his thoughts.

"Huh? What kind of talisman is this? Why is it in my book? ”

Yang Guang, who was packing up his things, suddenly found that a piece of paper was exposed in the "General Outline of Small Talismans" given by his master, and when he took it out, it was a talisman that he couldn't understand.

Strange and strange, Yang Guang still put this talisman into his talisman bag and pressed it on the bottom of all the talismans.

"Unknown Talisman ......"

After tossing for a while, Yang Guang packed his belongings into a package and put them in a basket.

What?

You said that the storage bags that are standard for the disciples of the major sects?!

I'm sorry, the sect is too small to afford it, more than 100 spirit stones!

The one that his own master made by himself was extremely ugly, and by the way, he also wanted to make one for Yang Guang, but it was ugly, so he didn't want it, and threatened to make a lot of money in the future to buy it himself, and by the way, he would also change it to the master for an ice silk.

So this poor baby has been taking her own things, and she really can't carry a basket.

Everything was ready, and Yang Guang sat at the head of the bed again and thought about what else was missing.

"The master said that safety comes first when going out...... Am I supposed to ask the patriarch for a life-saving guy? ”

Thinking of it, Yang Guang picked up the turtle shell and copper coins used for divination and ran back to the ancestral hall.

Why don't you look at incense sticks for divination?

The gods eat gas, and lighting incense is about the same as eating.

You can't force the patriarch to eat an extra meal just to ask the patriarch questions, right?!

Or simply burn a large incense stick, or burn a bunch of incense and leave it uninterrupted, twelve hours a day.

Just to ask a question for your convenience, trying to kill the ancestor?!

Don't make trouble, if you dare to prop the ancestor to death, the ancestor will give you a dream at night, stuff you into the rice bucket, and scold you for being unfilial while smoking with a ring ruler.

Don't ask Yang Guang how he knows, anyway, he doesn't want to try the taste of just eating rice and not giving vegetables.

"Ancestor, the disciple is going down the mountain to find the master, this road is far away, the mountains and rivers are treacherous, and I also ask the ancestor to lend the Xuantie token on his waist to the disciple to save his life."

After speaking, Yang Guang shook the turtle shell.

The copper coin fell out of the hole, one positive and one negative, which means that the ancestor agreed.

Yang Guang doesn't understand divination, but Ziming Zhenren said before that one positive and one negative means that the ancestor agrees, and both positive means that the ancestor lets you make up your own mind, and the whole thing is that I am against this sect, patriarch...... Ahem, that is, disagree.

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Yang Guang, who saw the patriarch's consent, was overjoyed and respectfully took off the iron plate on the waist of the patriarch's statue.

"Patriarch, the disciple is more than enough to save his life now, but there is no good means to fight the enemy, so it is better for the ancestor to ......"

Yang Guang looked directly at the sword in the ancestor's hand, it is said that this sword has killed the evil dragon and suppressed the national fortune of a country.

Whether it's true or not, Yang Guang doesn't know, anyway, the master relied on this sword to kill the evil cultivator and save himself.

"Smack!"

Before Yang Guang finished speaking, the sword in the ancestor's hand fell.

However, the tip of the sword was facing Yang Guang, and it faintly revealed a killing intent.

Well, there's no need for divination, the meaning is already obvious.

"The ancestor is angry, the disciple is laughing, let's get out."

Where did Yang Guang dare to take it, he quickly put the sword back in place and ran away.

As soon as he left the main hall gate, the unstoppable wind blew a wad of paper onto Yang Guang's face.

Yang Guang, who thought that he had been attacked by an unknown attack, waved his hands wildly, and it took a long time to tear off the pile of papers before suffocating to death.

Take a closer look and read:

mandrill

Strength: Practicing Qi Quadruple

Location: West Shili Forest, Xiaosang Village

Kill Reward: Sect Contribution Four

It turned out to be a sect task automatically generated by the Demon Exploration Guide.

It is said that this demon exploration can search for demons, evils, evils, monsters, and spirits within a radius of thousands of miles, and the master deliberately killed them all before leaving.

Now there are only three or two large and small cats left, and their strength is only enough to practice by themselves......

Wait a minute!

The strength is about the same as mine?!

The wind was blown by the ancestor?!

I'm afraid the patriarch doesn't want me to get rid of the demon, right?!

Hurriedly ran back to the temple to ask the patriarch.

"Patriarch, patriarch, do you want your disciples to get rid of demons?"

Yang Guang first took out the pile of sect tasks and shook it, and then hurriedly divined.

One positive and one negative.

The patriarch said, yes......

"No~Patriarch~ You know, the disciple doesn't like to fight since he was a child, and his strength is low......"

Coquettish, rolling, pretending to be pitiful.

"Smack!"

The ruler of the patriarch who was holding in his left hand fell down.

Shang Qing Xuanguang ruler, a medium-grade magic weapon.

It doesn't hurt to hit the body, it hurts people's souls.

It is often used as a tool to beat the buttocks of the disciples and grandchildren.

In the past, when the dry water concept was still flourishing, I occasionally saw a disciple limping during the morning class, and he must have violated the precepts and was spanked by the patriarch.

Of course, now there are only two Yang Guang masters and apprentices left in the view......

The meaning of the ring ruler is obvious.

Yang Guang pursed his lips and put the ring ruler back in place, and left with a reluctant face.

waited out of the main hall, and then whispered:

"Patriarch is stingy, when I cultivate to Jindan, I will also arrest you and beat your ass......"

"Boom!"

A thunderclap rang out in the sky.

The frightened Yang Guang shrank his neck, rushed back to the room, picked up the basket and ran.