In a hurry, Shen Yun rushed forward and hugged the master's body, so as not to let him hit the stone cliff behind.

I don't want to, something happened suddenly!

The cliff disappeared like a trick, replaced by a small thatched hut!

How can it be!

Shen Yun remembered very well that the first time he entered this mountain, there was a big stone cliff covered with moss!

However, in front of him, it was indeed a small half-old thatched hut. The low doorway has no door panels, and an old yellowed animal skin hangs as a curtain. There is a line of charcoal on the curtain: Disciple, enter the house.

It's Master's handwriting!

Shen Yun stupidly hugged his master's still warm body, and his mind was blank.

"Yes, Master. After a long time, he finally came back to his senses, gently put the master flat on the ground, and said in his heart: Master has superb medical skills, and he knows that the time is not short, so he deliberately left a message and asked me to enter the house, presumably there must be an explanation in the house.

As for why the stone cliff suddenly became a thatched hut, it is not the point at the moment, okay!

He kowtowed three times to the master, wiped away his tears, and whispered, "Master, the disciple has followed your instructions, now go to the house and have a look."

The hut was small, and when he lifted the curtain, he saw what was inside: on the ground, thick furs of various colors, had been patched together with at least five kinds of hides. They have a common feature, that is, the fur is dense and thick.

Directly facing the door, there was a simple wooden table with short legs two feet square. It was the only wooden stuff in the house. It was unpainted, and the workmanship was crude, with four legs of four thick branches of varying thickness.

On the table, there was nothing but a half-foot square vermilion lacquered wooden box.

In addition, in the left corner of the leaning inside, there is a white fox skin mattress folded in all directions.

The above is all the furnishings in the house.

Although the hut is small, it is clean and tidy, just like the Master's personality.

All along, Shen Yun had a question in his heart: Where does the master live?

Because for more than a year, he had been hunting in the nearby mountains and forests, but he had never found any trace of the master's residence.

Now, he finally understood that Master had been living in this small hut all along.

Did the master leave a letter in such a conspicuous position in the vermilion lacquer wooden box? He scratched his head, took off his straw sandals, entered the room, and knelt down at the small wooden table.

He looked intently at the lacquered wooden box.

It's an old thing, beautifully made, with beautiful patterns carved on every side: clouds, lotus flowers, and leaves. They come alive as if they were real. Shen Yun grew so big, he had never seen such a beautiful woodworking carving.

Master should have cherished it very much when he was alive. Because it is polished so shiny that no dust can be seen in even the tiniest and smallest carvings.

The front of the box had a lock, made of brass, exactly like the kind of lock that Master had mentioned to him when he was alive.

Shen Yun found a small protrusion on the left side of the small lock.

He took a deep breath and pressed down on the small protrusion.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, Huang Chengcheng's lock popped open.

Shen Yun opened the box, and the first thing that caught his eye was a stacked piece of white muslin.

He picked it up, and immediately a soft, milky white light illuminated the otherwise dim hut.

All the light came from a large bead in the middle of the box.

This bead is milky white, slightly larger than the egg yolk, very round, and its lighting effect can not be reached by ten oil bowl lamps.

Shen Yun saw such a treasure for the first time in his life, and said in his heart: Could it be that this pearl is the night pearl mentioned by the ancestor in the codex?

However, after the amazement, his attention returned to the white cloth in his hand.

Because he saw ink seeping through it.

Sure enough, when I opened it, the cloth was full of Master's handwriting.

"Shen Yun's apprentice, seeing words is like meeting ......" only read the beginning, and Shen Yun's vision was blurred by the surging tears.

That's right, this is the letter that Master wrote to him, and that's why Master let him into the house.

"Master......" Shen Yun wiped away his tears with his sleeve, held back his grief, and continued to look down.

At the beginning of the letter, Master wrote that he was originally the left road chief of the rebel army. In the middle of the attack on Shixiu County, the rebels were ambushed, defeated in a bitter battle, and had to retreat to the provincial capital. When he broke through, he was first poisoned, then hit hard in the back, separated from the left army, and fled here.

Shen Yun knew that the rebel army in the master's mouth, that is, the Immortal Mansion, and the rebel army in the mouth of everyone.

In the past year or so, although Master has not officially mentioned the rebels, Shen Yun can see his attitude towards the rebels from his words.

Thinking about the time when Master appeared, Shen Yun actually had all the guesses about Master's true identity in his heart: Master was very likely to be the so-called "remnant of the rebels" vigorously arrested by the Immortal Mansion.

However, he was not afraid at all. Because of the various behaviors of the immortal rune soldiers, he hated it deeply. And as we all know, the rebels are the enemies of the immortal runes. What's more, he had never seen the rebels kill people and set fires everywhere as rumored.

Now, when Master confessed his identity as a "remnant of the rebels" in the letter, he only felt very calm and not surprised at all.

Next, Master explained in the letter why the hut had become a stone cliff.

The reason is simple: he has set up a phantom array around the thatched house. And the place where he usually sits is exactly where the eye of the formation is. After his death, Shen Yun will definitely come forward to restrain him. In this way, Shen Yun will enter the formation eye. At that time, the phantom array will be broken.

As for what the phantom array is and what the array eye is, Master wrote in the letter, and he can't understand these things now.

"There is a treasure bag in the arms of the teacher, and when the apprentice condenses his true qi one day, he can open this bag. At that time, the apprentice will naturally be able to find relevant books to explain his doubts from the bag. ”

Next, the master explained his future in the letter: the treasure bag and the vermilion lacquer treasure box on the table are all treasures passed down from the ancestor, and he passed on both treasures to Shen Yun. And if Shen Yun can get out of the ordinary and transcendent in the future, these two treasures are ordinary things, including all the things in them, whether they are passed on to the younger generations of disciples or not, they can decide for themselves, but if Shen Yun will be like him in the future, he will only be a mortal for the rest of his life, then these two treasures must be passed on from generation to generation.

In addition, everything in the thatched hut can be taken away by Shen Yundan. Those who did not want to be taken were cremated along with his body and the hut.

"Patriarch Zeng Yun, the origin of the fate, the extinction of the fate, in the underworld, there is a fixed number. What does it mean to be a teacher until death is unbreakable? Here, borrowing the words of the patriarch, I advise the disciples not to be sad. As the master has returned to the sect, reunited with the master, and has the protection of the master's elders for generations, he is not a lonely ghost, and there is no need to grieve. It's just that, disciple, if you are lucky enough to be extraordinary, don't forget, make a wine sacrifice to the east as a teacher, and tell the teacher what the 'Tao' is. For the teacher's death, he is also blind. ”

Finally, it is the inscription: Lin Yan, a famous disciple of the fifth generation of Aokimen, has written a pen.

Shen Yun heard the master say that this was the patriarch's deathbed order: if the Heavenly God Sect does not recover one day, its disciples will always be registered disciples.

However, Master also said that at this time, at that time, it took him a lifetime to see through the great cause of restoring the sect, so that Shen Yun did not have to force it.

After reading Master's last letter, Shen Yun was still sad in his heart. It's just that the master has an order, and he must obey it. Besides, Master's aftermath is the most important thing, and it cannot be delayed.

He forcibly suppressed his grief and began to take care of the master's funeral.

Because Master said in the letter that he would be cremated with the hut after death, he went outside and moved Master into the house and laid him flat behind a small wooden table. Then, unfold the fox skin mattress in the corner of the house and cover it for Master.

Lin Yan had a big regret in his heart, and his eyes were round until he died.

Shen Yun didn't know the reason before, but after reading the letter, he knew something about it. He had never heard of such a question, so he naturally couldn't answer Master right now.

"Master, in the future, the disciple will definitely be able to tell you what the Tao is. At that time, the disciple will definitely open a jar of Master's favorite osmanthus wine and worship you to the east. He knocked his head again in front of Lin Yan's corpse.

When he got up and looked up again, he was amazed: Ah, Master's eyes are all closed!

According to Lin Yan's last words, Shen Yun found a small and exquisite round big red purse in his arms.

Like the lacquered wooden box on the small wooden table, it is embroidered with delicate patterns such as clouds, lotus flowers, and leaves with silk threads of the same color.

Shen Yun secretly exclaimed: it has been more than two hundred years since the ancestor passed away, but these two treasures are like new things. It can be seen that the patriarch's magical powers are vast!

Listening to the master's meaning, this palm-sized treasure bag contains a lot of treasure book cheats. It's amazing!

It's a pity that he can't condense his true qi now and can't open the treasure bag.

Shen Yun was very sorry and carefully put the treasure bag into his arms.

Then he went to look at the red lacquered wooden box.

In addition to the Night Pearl, there is also a silver-white leather bag, a thread-bound book, and three pot-bellied white porcelain medicine bottles.

Although the skin is small, it is heavy in the hand and very pressing. Shen Yun opened it and saw that it was divided into many layers, each layer was densely inserted with silver needles, and it suddenly became clear in his heart: it turned out that this was the master's usual side-worn weapon.

Now, Master has passed it on to Him.

The potbelly bottles of the three pill bottles all have paper labels attached to them. Shen Yun picked them up one by one and inspected them, and the labels read: Buyuan San, Rejuvenation San, and Baihua Yulu Pill.

He knew the three flavor medicines: Bu Yuan San was a commonly used elixir for martial artists, which had the effect of replenishing qi and condensing the spirit, Rejuvenation Powder was the best medicine for internal injuries, and Baihua Yulu Pill was a secret medicine made by the master and could cure all kinds of poisons.

The three flavors are all high-end medicines that are very valuable. He has only learned the art of medicine for half a year, and his skills are tender, and he has not yet learned to prepare these three flavors.

Now that Master is gone, maybe I will never have the opportunity to learn how to prepare high-end medicines in the future...... Shen Yun sighed and picked up the thread-bound book under the medicine bottle.

There are no words on the cover.

When he opened it, the sorrow in his heart surged again—this book was handwritten by the Master. Even the ink is new. It contains the prescriptions of the three flavor medicines such as Bu Yuan San, as well as the preparation process, and the master's preparation experience.

Needless to say, this is because the master knows that his time is short, so he wrote this book and taught him to dispense medicine.

What are the prescriptions and experiences in the book? It is clearly a piece of the Master's conscience and painstaking use!

"Master!" he took the book and cried again in front of Lin Yan.