"Master, I have often heard my master mention this before, I don't know what happened a hundred years ago, please ask my master to solve my doubts. ”

"......" silently looked at the rootless with a puzzled face, carefully observing the red mole on the rootless eyebrows, and the depths of the old man's eyes faintly floated with water.

"Sooner or later, you'll know. ”

"The person you rescued is called Yougen, which corresponds to your name, maybe it is providence. Slowly tasting the tea in the cup, the old man's face showed a satisfied smile, and his round eyes narrowed slightly.

"In this land of thousands of miles, except for you, I have never accepted apprentices, and the heavens probably saw that I was a thin disciple of the Wild Sect, so he gave such an apprentice. ”

Hearing this, Wugen's face showed a puzzled look.

"Master, you are ......"

"Alright. The old man yawned and drank the tea from the porcelain cup in one gulp.

"I'm going to sleep, you go down to rest, and tomorrow, take this guy named Yougen to the main hall. ”

“...... Good. Looking at the old man sitting cross-legged on the cushion and closing his eyes, he walked out of the inner room, walked through the main hall, and took out a bearskin from one of the ear rooms.

Rootless took the bear skin to the inner room and put the bear skin on the old man's body.

Then, rootless left the inner chamber, sat cross-legged in the hall, on the cushion in front of the bronze statue, and closed his eyes.

The thin sunlight shone through the bamboo-covered window and hit the face of the root.

Then, Yougen woke up.

Then, Arigen rolled over and went back to sleep.

Then the door of the transept was pushed open, and outside the door stood a neatly dressed rootless.

Wugen's face was solemn, and he strode into the room, turning his head to look at Yougen, who was still on the floor, curled up in the animal skin with his eyes closed, and frowned slightly.

"My Wasteland Sect, a thousand years ago, when the ancestor founded the sect, he had set up a canon, all my disciples of the Wasteland Sect will sleep at dusk and wake up in the morning, although you haven't started yet, but sooner or later you will also be a member of my Wasteland Sect, how can you be lazy!"

The body curled up in the skin moved slightly, then stopped, and finally there was a snoring sound from under the skin.

Expressionless, his right hand reached into the sleeve of his left hand and took out a skin rolled into a cylinder.

Wugen spread out the hide with both hands, shook it three times, then put away the hide, turned and left.

When I went out, I closed the door by the way.

There is a root cowering in the animal skin, listening to the footsteps that are fading away, and his heart is happy.

Then, in Yougen's ears, a clear sound suddenly sounded.

Just like when mixed with water into the cup, the turbulent vortex hits the wall of the cup, making a "snort" sound.

It's just that this clear sound is much more piercing and much clearer.

Yougen immediately rolled over and looked up at the place where the voice had come from.

What he saw was a rough wave.

The next moment, Yougen was swept up by the waves and swept up in the turbulent vortex.

The sudden appearance of flowing water washed wantonly in the ear room, but it was imprisoned by some mysterious force within a certain range, and those who were imprisoned together were also wrapped in the flowing water.

After more than an hour, Rootless opened the wooden door of the transept again.

Looking at the rotating round water cocoon, foaming at the mouth, dancing with roots on the ground, he sighed helplessly.

"When you enter my door, you should keep the precepts, remember that you are a first offender, and give a light punishment, can you be convinced?"

"Coo, coo" has a root trapped in the water cocoon, and when the mouth opens, bubbles bubble out, and can only nod the head like a rattle.

Seeing Yougen nodding, Wugen waved his hand.

The water cocoon cracked, and a root fell to the ground.

Clutching his throat, he lay on the ground and retched loudly, but nothing came out.

It took a long time for Yougen to recover and get up from the ground.

"Okay?" Wugen raised his hand behind his back and looked at Yougen who was slowly getting up with a grim face.

"......" Yougen reached out and wiped the white foam from his mouth, staring at Wugen standing in front of him.

"Alright. ”

"Pack your clothes and come with me. ”

"How is this organized?" Yougen reached out and touched his clothes, his face surprised.

"It's wet ......"

The words stopped abruptly, and he felt a dry touch coming from the palm of his hand, and the look of surprise on Arigen's face quickly turned into shock.

Inside the Taoist temple, on the temple.

The old man, who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his back to the bronze statue, had a bright light flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Yougen followed behind Rootless and walked in front of the old man.

Groping with the clothes on his body, Yougen looked at the old man sitting in front of him.

Then he looked up, and saw a bronze statue standing in the temple.

The yellow lacquer on the bronze statue can illuminate the entire hall at night.

In the daytime, the color of the bronze statue tends to be calm.

But under the peaceful color, the bronze statue of raising his right hand and holding it in the shape of a roar with his head raised to the sky is still engraved with a deep shock on Yougen's face.

"Get on your knees. The old man's voice was calm, and his long eyebrows fluttered lightly, as if with a bit of fairy spirit.

Wugen lifted his robe, knelt on the ground, bowed his head and bowed, and after bowing three times in a row, he got up and walked to Yougen's side.

"Get on your knees!"

The loud voice, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, rang in Yougen's ears.

Inside the Taoist temple, the wind suddenly came, and a large amount of vitality between heaven and earth rose in layers in the Taoist temple, surging to Yougen, who was still at a loss.

Yougen only felt a huge force suddenly pressing on his shoulders, and his legs folded, and he fell to his knees.

At the knees that touched the ground, bright red blood oozed from the clean robes.

The shock on his face was gone, and there was a great deal of anger in his heart under the mixture of horror.

"Your sister's!" Yougen's eyes showed red bloodshot on the whites of his eyes, ignoring the weight on his shoulders and the sharp pain in his knees, his face was bruised, and he scolded the old man sitting on the cushion with an angry face.

"......?" a hint of doubt flashed in the old man's eyes, but he knew that what Yougen said would definitely not be a good thing.

The vitality between heaven and earth suddenly rioted.

"Wow!" Arigen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Rootless, who was standing next to Arigen, frowned.

Rootless walked to Root, raised his right hand, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand joined together to form a sword finger.

The vitality of the riot between heaven and earth was quickly smoothed out as if someone had carefully touched it with a comb.

"Master, there are roots and no sects, you may not understand the rules, you must teach well when you come down without roots, please calm your anger. ”

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a moment and bowed his head.

"When he enters my door, he is the second disciple of my Kedao people, from now on, you are the second disciple of the 234th head of the Huangwai Sect, I will allow you to use your real name, no root, and take him down. After saying that, the Kedao man who was sitting on the cushion closed his eyes again.