Good evil methods, Ning Ze said worriedly, I am afraid that there will be more evil and less luck today. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The seniors need to replenish their qi and blood, and the kid is also willing to serve," Ning Ze said respectfully.

"If the blood replenishment can save the life of the old Tao, what if the old way slaughters the creatures of this mountain, but unfortunately this method can only hang his life, and the old way has reached the ...... limit" sighed.

"Come here, I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat you......" Lao Dao stretched out his dry hand and let Ning Ze pass.

Ning Ze gritted his teeth and walked over, now that he is a fish, what else can he do?

"Are you willing to be a disciple of the old Dao?" the old man's cloudy eyes lit up.

"Disciple to meet the teacher......" Ning Ze bowed.

"Why don't you ask me why I want to take you as an apprentice?

"The teacher said with a smile, the disciple's qualifications are poor, and the cultivation is low, and if you are willing to accept it, it is the disciple's cultivation ......" Ning Ze said sincerely.

"What a smart little guy, if you don't ask, Lao Dao also wants to tell you, I am a disciple of the Ancient Great Sect 'Yinchuan Du', and the only disciple, as for cultivation, you are called Great Power, and the sectarian world is called Lao Dao Yinchuan Dao Sect, the old man was seriously injured by his opponent in order to recapture "Tai Xuan Ce" this time, and his life was not long in coming, this is "Tai Xuan Ce", and now it will be passed to you," Lao Dao said and handed a simple book to Ning Ze.

Ning Ze hurriedly took it with both hands, opened this so-called treasure of the town religion, and looked at it, without the slightest surprise that the old Tao was a powerful cultivator.

Lao Dao saw Ning Ze flipping through "Tai Xuan Ce" so casually, and smiled bitterly, "Do you know that this is just a strategy, when you encounter a great sect with the best policy, you must join the teaching, and you must not weaken the momentum of my pulse," Lao Dao explained.

"Teacher, didn't you say Yin Chuandu, it's just you and me?"

"If you don't understand, you'll know when the time comes... I don't have a lot of time, don't interrupt, just remember......"

Ning Ze nodded, and then lowered his head to look at the Taixuan Book.

Lao Dao didn't know how many times he smiled bitterly today, "The reason why I want to accept you as a disciple is that you are the water vein, that is, the water attribute you say, our Yinchuan River is the respect of the water vein in the world, plus you came here, it is fate, you are mature in nature, calm in trouble, the mantle is passed on to you, it will definitely not make my sect perish......" The old man said.

He continued: "You inherit the mantle of the old man, before you reach the Taoist Sect, you must not let the world know that you are a disciple of this sect, otherwise not only "Tai Xuan Ce" is not guaranteed, but also the disaster of killing, the royal family of Dayu will also shoot, this time the old Tao sneaked into the palace, retrieved the treasure ce, will be chased and killed by Ren Xuan, the commander of Dayu, fight here for a night, the old man used all the secret methods to kill him, and he was seriously injured and difficult to recover, it can be said that both loses......"

"Teacher, the disciple will obey the teacher's orders and dare not disobey," Ning Ze frowned when he heard this, and he was in trouble.

"Apprentice, although you are a water vein, your qualifications are too poor, don't say that you are a Dao Sect, even a Martial Sect, and you are hopeless in this life!"

"What can I do about this, teacher, you must have a way? You must teach me......" Ning Ze listened to Lao Dao's words and pleaded.

"Since Lao Dao accepts you as an apprentice, there is naturally a solution, Lao Dao is about to turn into Dao, and this Dao fruit is useless, let the teacher help you for the last time, wash your muscles and cut your veins, and it will depend on you if you can go that far in the future," Lao Dao looked kind.

"Teacher, no, although the disciple doesn't know what the secret method is, the price must be not small, teacher, you are seriously injured, the disciple does not dare to accept it," Ning Ze tearfully refused.

"Hey, idiot, life and death are all the will of heaven, the will of heaven is like this, the poor Taoist cultivator for a lifetime, how can he not understand that the destiny of heaven is difficult to disobey, there is no need to say more," with a wave of his hand, the purple rui qi shrouded Ning Ze.

Ning Ze's body was frozen, and Lao Dao opened his mouth to spit out purple and began to wash Ning Ze's muscles and veins.

"Relax your mind, all thoughts are ...... as you like" Lao Dao muttered, as the purple qi entered the body, Ning Ze felt physically and mentally comfortable, like returning to his mother's body, drowsy.

The purple qi became empty, and the old way exhausted all his achievements and died.

Half an hour later, Ning Yu woke up, confused, and didn't know what was going on?

He remembered that he was frozen by something when he came in, and then grabbed his wrist and bit it, he wanted to tell Seventh Brother not to come in, but unfortunately he couldn't make a sound, and then he lost too much blood and fainted.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Ning Ze and an old Taoist sitting together, the old Taoist breath was gone, and Ning Ze was bleeding.

"Brother Seven... Seventh Brother ...... What's wrong with you, don't scare me......" Ning Yu cried in fright, but he didn't dare to touch Ning Ze.

Ning Yu was in a hurry and couldn't help it, Seventh Brother still had breathing, in addition to waiting, or waiting, he walked back and forth, Ning Yu waited for an unknown amount of time......

Ning Ze didn't know how long the time had passed, he finally opened his eyes, saw that Ning Yu was fine, smiled, alive, he and Ning Yu were alive.

Ning Ze looked at the long-dead Yinchuan Dao Sect, that is, his so-called teacher, smiled faintly, and said in his heart: "I'm still alive, Yin Chuan Dao Sect, you lost." ”

"Seventh brother, where did you get hurt?" Ning Yu asked anxiously.

"Brother Qi is fine, he was out of luck just now. ”

Ning Yu knew that things were not so simple, and seeing that Brother Qi didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask more, and instead asked, "What's the matter with this old gentleman?"

"He was seriously injured in the fight, and he borrowed your blood to prolong your life just now, which caused you to faint," Ning Ze explained.

"I see, it's a pity that this old gentleman is still dead," Ning Yu didn't complain at all, but mourned for the death of Lao Dao.

"I have promised this one that he will be buried in the ground, and we will bury him here!" Ning Ze said, finding a good place to dig a grave.

A tomb with a tombstone in front of it, a very strange inscription: "The tomb of the teacher, the disciple stands".

Ning Ze stood in front of the grave and said silently: "Teacher, the disciple called you for the last time, from now on you and I do not owe each other, if you meet a disciple of Yinchuan Du, "Tai Xuan Ce" will be returned, you have calculated everything, and you have never been born, do you really understand the mandate of heaven?