"Ahem! The end of my life as a master has come. Before I die, can my disciple answer a question for me?"
"Master, please speak!"
"If my master wanted to take away your body, would you kill me?"
"Yes!" A decisive answer.
"What a sin, I am your master. I teach you exercises and help you practice, but you don't let me take my body for my master?"
"Stop complaining and quickly see if this urn is okay? If not, I'll get another one." Yang Ji glanced sideways at him and raised the palm-sized medicine bottle in his hand.
"Evil disciple! Do you want to stuff your mouth with the remaining ashes of my master?"
The dying old man was slumped in a big chair, his muscles cramping, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.
"I didn't expect that I, Luo Xiong, had planned my whole life, but in the end I fell into the hands of a young girl like you. I kidnapped you since you were a child and didn't let you touch the outside world. Your life should be as pure as a blank sheet of paper. How can you be better than me?
Still insidious?"
The old man looked sick, had gray hair, and was extremely depressed. He was coughing up blood and moaning bitterly while holding the long sword inserted into his chest.
"Master, do you have any last words? If not, please get on your way." Yang Ji said calmly.
"Master, I feel aggrieved. I clearly poisoned you, but nothing happened to you?" The depression in the old man's heart turned into blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
"Because... I didn't eat at all." Yang Ji smiled.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I can sense that the Gu worm is inside your body." Luo Xiong screamed with a sob.
"Oh, you mean it? Thanks to it for covering me."
Yang Ji smiled slightly and took out a frog from his arms.
At this moment, it tilted its bulging eyes, stuck out its long tongue, and had a look of determination written all over its face.
"The poison is in its body? How did you find out? I gave you pills for you to practice, but you actually guarded against me? You evil disciple."
Luo Xiong beat his chest and stamped his feet, filled with hatred.
At the same time, I was extremely confused in my heart,
"I've given you so many elixirs, how did you accurately identify the elixir containing the worm?"
"The pill you gave me had such a big word [gu worm] floating on it. Only a fool would eat it."
Yang Ji glanced at him sideways, feeling really annoyed.
"What did you say? There are words floating on the elixir?" Luo Xiong's pupils narrowed, and he was confused.
"That's my golden finger." Yang Ji said casually.
"What is Goldfinger?"
"Hey, you don't understand even after I tell you." Yang Ji shook his head.
He was actually very dissatisfied with this golden finger. He couldn't cultivate elixirs like the little green bottle, couldn't draw draws or sign in, and could only see some information displayed.
If he looks at the fire next to him, the words "Ordinary fire, burning time remaining for one hour" will appear on it.
If you add firewood, the information display will change [Ordinary fire, remaining burning time is three hours].
Look at the medicine bottles and medicinal materials on the table, and just glance at them, and the information will appear [First-class Mafei Powder, can anesthetize], [First-class Hemostatic Powder, can stop bleeding], [Thirty-year-old Blood Vine, can promote blood circulation and promote fluid production]
].
The grade, year, and usage will all be displayed.
Look at the sky [the sky is a little dark, and after an hour it will rain heavily].
Looking at the dead frog in his hand [dead for fifty breaths, died of a Gu insect].
Even people will display similar information.
For example, in the past ten years or so, Luo Xiong's head display has been constantly changing.
[Damaged foundation], [Despair], [Hope], [Feeding], [Hypocrisy], [Fall in cultivation, fifth level of Qi training], etc.
This is similar to the WeChat statuses [Blissful], [Cracked], [Asking for Koi], [Tired], [Lie Down], etc.
This information shows that Yang Ji has been studying it for eighteen years, and apart from bringing him some convenience, it seems that it has no more benefits.
But today, he has greatly changed his view of his golden finger, making him seek good luck and avoid bad luck, turn danger into safety, and counterattack Luo Xiong.
"Evil disciple, my master is usually very kind to you and hides his emotions very well. He doesn't leak any information. How did you know that I wanted to seize you, and you actually guarded against me?" Luo Xiong said bitterly.
He really couldn't imagine that a "blank slate" who had been under "house arrest" for eighteen years and had no knowledge of the world could actually see through his plan.
"You have the word "seize the body" on your head every day, and I am not blind. Cheap Master, I have to say, I have been frightened by you these years. You said you have the word "seize the body" on your head every day.
It's so scary to hang around in front of me, it makes me break out in a cold sweat in broad daylight."
Yang Ji gritted his teeth and said, truly feeling frightened.
"The word [Seize the Body] above my head? Did your damn golden finger find it again?" Luo Xiong couldn't help coughing, feeling a little angry.
"Now that you've asked clearly, let's get on the road!" Yang Ji stared.
"Evil disciple, can't you let me die on my own?"
Seemingly recognizing his fate, Luo Xiong let out a long sigh, "Hey, I thought I brought back a white sheep, but I didn't expect it was a wolf. I paid for it by mistake for my teacher."
"I have another question. Even if you knew that I was going to take your life away from you, how did you know that I was going to take action today after more than ten years?"
"You stabbed me first and caught me off guard. The timing was perfect."
Yang Ji glanced at him sideways and said, "As soon as you came in, I saw [half a stick of incense counting down to the deadline] floating on your head. You would be considered a fool if I didn't take the first step."
"puff!"
"Is it your golden finger again? It is really my lifelong enemy."
Luo Xiong was so angry that a mouthful of old blood literally spurted out from his heart and spilled all over the floor.
I thought the plan was perfect, but I didn't expect that in the eyes of others, it would look like a big girl running around naked.
Not only was she looked at naked, but she was also severely ravaged.
I really lost my wife and lost my troops, and my family suffered a huge loss.
"Why!"
Luo Xiong sighed deeply, raised his head and looked resentfully at the harmless, handsome and handsome disciple in front of him, and said,
"My last question, Master. I have never taught you any technique. Why is your sword stabbing Master so fast and accurate? So fierce and cruel?"
Yang Ji chuckled in his heart and said casually: "As for swordsmanship, everyone here knows it!"
Before traveling through time, he was a man who bought a shark-tooth sword from the Douyin live broadcast room.
After leveling three rapeseed fields and cutting through two groves of woods, he had mastered the basic eighteen-style sword moves to the point of proficiency.
It has been eighteen years since he came to the world of Xianxia, and he has been spurred by the word "Seize the Body" to practice crazily day after day. It is not a magic technique, but it is better than a magic technique.
Now that I have practiced the Xian family's martial arts, the sword with the blessing of spiritual energy is extremely powerful, and the sword can break Luo Xiong's body-protecting spiritual energy.
Of course, the most important reason is that Luo Xiong is already very old.
In addition, there were injuries on his body and his foundation was damaged. His cultivation level, which was originally at the eighth level of Qi training, had dropped to the fifth level.
Nowadays, Yang Ji, who is also at the fifth level of Qi training, will naturally not be afraid of him.
At this moment, looking at the [Ten breaths countdown to the deadline] floating above Luo Xiong's head, and the past flowing through his heart, Yang Ji couldn't help but sigh:
"No matter what, we can be regarded as master and apprentice. If you have any last words, please tell me quickly."
"Burn a few of your paper figurines for me, so that I won't be lonely down there."
Luo Xiong's eyes widened, he uttered these words and lowered his head.
"Hey! It's hard for me to obey this disciple's order, but Taoist monks can burn a few more for Master."
Yang Ji shrugged helplessly, looking at the corpse in front of him, his whole body and mind relaxed.