For example, the sound of iron pieces rubbing is not very loud, and even a trace of disdain can be heard.

But with the spring thunder exploding in his ears, Ning Beichuan's whole body seemed to be hit by electricity, not moving at all, and even fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Who?" almost blurted out, and Ning Beichuan had a little hoarse trilling in his throat.

This cave is not big, and it can't accommodate anyone other than Ning Beichuan at all, but you can also hear that this sound is not coming from outside.

"Haha, you have to pass on my inheritance, practice my exercises, just don't call Master, and ask me who I am?"

"Could it be the seniors on Changteng Mountain?" but ......" Ning Beichuan was active, and the latter words were not said directly, but it implied that there were only two dry bones left in Changteng Mountain, and his soul had already entered reincarnation, so he was not lying?

"Hmph!" the old voice let out a cold snort, a little dissatisfied.

As the voice sounded, there was a burning sensation in Ning Beichuan's arms, like a piece of red charcoal thrown into his arms. The originally stiff body instinctively jumped up, hurriedly threw out the burning thing, and looked at it, it turned out to be the boxy black stone.

The next moment, under Ning Beichuan's surprised gaze, a wisp of green smoke floated on the black square, and the green smoke slowly solidified in the air, and finally turned into an old man wearing a green robe and a silver-haired shawl.

The old man had a kind face, and he looked like a kind old man, but with this green robe and this unusually ugly voice, there was always a strange feeling that could not be explained.

"The juniors have seen the seniors. When Ning Beichuan saw the old man, he respectfully behaved and behaved as a junior, and his face was not too panicked.

"You're smart, but don't be nervous, the old man is only a wisp of remnant soul now, and he doesn't pose any threat to you. The green-robed old man nodded, a kind expression on his face.

"The younger generation's name is Ning Beichuan, I don't know what the seniors call me. Ning Beichuan was not deceived by his kind appearance, the old man in front of him was definitely not simple, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

Of course, Ning Beichuan didn't know that the two of them had already fought to the death in his sea of knowledge, otherwise they would never have been able to communicate as calmly as they are now.

"The old man's name has long been forgotten, so you can call me Wuyazi. Wu Yazi smiled faintly.

"There is no cliff senior, and the younger generation has something to ask for. Ning Beichuan suppressed the throbbing in his heart and asked the doubts in his heart: "Evergreen Gong is your inheritance, but why are there two books, and the records in the two books are not the same." ”

"I can answer that question, but there is something to say ahead. Wu Yazi chuckled.

Ning Beichuan made a deferential appearance, very modest. After all, Wu Yazi is a cultivator he has really come into contact with, so he still has to be careful.

Suddenly, Wu Yazi laughed contemptuously: "Why should I tell you." ”

"This ......" Ning Beichuan was speechless for a while, but this new champion was not in vain, and he did not lose his sense of proportion, and then said: "Wuyazi senior, the junior got your inheritance by chance, according to Xiuzhen, it can be regarded as a chance, the junior is stupid, I am afraid that worshipping you as a teacher will insult your prestige, it is better to be a registered disciple for you, serve the left and right, one day you don't need me, I will leave." ”

For Xiuzhen, Ning Beichuan is thirsty for knowledge, knowing that Wuyazi is not a good type, and he can't take care of a lot.

"Named disciple?" Wu Yazi groaned, and after a while, he suddenly laughed on his back, the laughter became louder and louder, and suddenly stopped abruptly, and then said with a straight face: "When I am a disciple, accept my cause and effect, do you dare to take it?"

"Why don't you dare, Master is above, please accept the disciple's worship. Ning Beichuan bowed, and his body seemed to be folded in half.

Wu Yazi stared at Ning Beichuan, did not agree at the first time, looked at the slightly frowned brow, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "The road of immortality can be broken, and the three mortal fetuses are immortals." The old man has lived a long life, breaking into a prestigious reputation, and everyone in the entire cultivation world knows about it, but in the end, he can't escape the word cause and effect. When I become a disciple, I will inherit my cause and effect, and when the time comes, you will not only be opposite the entire cultivation realm, but also this heaven, this earth, and all living beings. ”

"Beichuan cultivation is not for immortality, only for the love of my life, if this day wants to stop me, I will cut the sky, this earth wants to stop me, I will cover the earth, this living creature will stop me, I will kill it. Ning Beichuan said extremely plainly, but it was extremely domineering.

Words are like knives, Ning Beichuan's words made Wu Yazi feel the sharpness in his face, and his heart was suddenly shocked. If this son does not die, he will definitely be able to do something in the future. Perhaps, you don't need to give up, you can also find a glimmer of life.

After Wu Yazi and Old Man Yuan died together, the remnant soul was attached to the immortal stone, hoping that one day they would be able to be reborn.

It's just that Ning Beichuan cultivated the evergreen skill he created, and his divine consciousness produced a trace of mutation, preventing him from taking away, which really responded to that sentence - creation makes people!

"Okay, good, good ......" said three good things in a row, and Wu Yazi slowly spoke: "I Wu Yazi once swore that I would not accept apprentices in this life, but you don't have to worry, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life, as long as you promise me three things." ”

"Whatever is done, as long as it does not go against my heart, I will accomplish it. Ning Beichuan frowned slightly and said.

"Don't be nervous, help me kill one person and save one person. Wu Yazi chuckled.

"What about the third thing?" asked Ning Beichuan.

"You don't ask who to kill, who to save?" Wu Yazi said with a smile that always seemed like nothing.

"The person who can be mentioned by my predecessors is currently an existence that I can't reach, and when the time comes, I believe that my seniors will naturally tell me. "Ning Beichuan is now at the bottom of his strength, so he naturally won't ask more.

"It's so easy to deal with smart people, and I'm looking forward to working with us. The third thing is simple, help me reshape my body. Wu Yazi seemed to say something lightly, but in fact, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, but he was a little bottomless in his heart, after all, the method conditions recorded were too harsh.

"Take the house?" Ning Beichuan has read some wild histories, which record some stories of powerful cultivators who were reborn after their deaths.

"No, my soul is too damaged to be taken. Wu Yazi explained.

There is an iron law in the cultivation realm, everyone can only give up once, and the second time they take away, their souls will be scattered. What Ning Beichuan didn't know was that Wu Yazi was just about to take him away, but he failed, consuming his only chance.

"It's okay, when the time comes, I'll tell you how to reshape your body. ”

Ning Beichuan nodded, this result already made him very satisfied. To tell the truth, let him worship a remnant soul of unknown origin as a teacher, and his heart is very unsteady.

The hustle and bustle in the world is all for profit, and the two sides have a deal, so they naturally have constraints, which makes Ning Beichuan feel that the two sides are standing at the same level, and they are both plotting in their hearts, and they feel much more at ease.

In this cruel realm of cultivation, sometimes the exchange of interests is more reliable than people's hearts.