Ma Long stood in front of the old man and listened carefully to the old man's teaching. However, the old man stopped talking after a while and even closed his eyes. He thought that the master was tired, so he took a rest, so he stood in front of the master.
, I didn’t even take a breath.
But after a while, he felt something was wrong. Because after the master opened his eyes, the surrounding barrier became stronger. But now, after a while, the surrounding barrier gradually disappeared, almost as thin as a thin layer.
Like layers of paper.
"Master!"
Ma Long yelled again, but the old man didn't respond. Uneasy, Ma Long stepped forward and wanted to help his master go to bed to rest first, but when he touched him, he found that the old man's body was already stiff.
He was shocked. He stretched out a finger in disbelief and stuck it under the old man's nostril. He couldn't feel any breathing at all.
"Master!" Ma Long hugged the old man's body. He couldn't believe that his master had passed away just after becoming a master. He was so sad that he hugged his master's body and cried bitterly for a while.
No! I have to find someone to help. Maybe Master can save me, so I can’t let myself be delayed!
Thinking like this, Ma Long put away his tears and hurriedly ran out the door. With the death of the old man, the barrier he laid also disappeared.
Ma Long took one step to the door, reached out and opened the door. He was about to shout, but was shocked by the scene in front of him outside the door.
"What's going on..." He murmured, taking a step back in disbelief.
I saw at least a thousand people gathered in the dark outside the door. Among them, a few older people were standing outside the door with their heads bowed, while the rest were kneeling on the flat ground in the spacious square outside.
As Ma Long opened the door, thousands of pairs of eyes were fixed on Ma Long, and then the thousands of people kneeling on the ground cried loudly at the same time.
Ma Long looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. He was simply stunned. He stood motionless at the door, as if he was a piece of wood.
At this time, a few older people broke into the room, and then came the sound of crying - "Master...Master!"
Gradually, Ma Long finally came to understand. It turned out that all the disciples of the sect knew about the master's death. The master was dragging his breath just to wait for himself to wake up, and the barrier he had set up was because he was worried that some words would be spread out.
For example, Ma Long was not allowed to tell the secrets he had just solemnly confessed. Only then did Ma Long understand the master's good intentions, and he couldn't help but feel sad and shed tears.
Having been without a father or mother since he was a child, he felt the care of his elders for the first time.
After a while, a man about forty or fifty years old came out of the house. He came to Ma Long and said, "Your name is Ma Long, right? I am Yin Tiancheng, the leader of Yin Sect. Come with me."
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With that said, Yin Tiancheng, the head of the Yin Sect, led the way and walked out of the room, walking from the corridor outside to the courtyard on the right.
Ma Long followed the leader, quickly walked through the winding corridor, and finally stopped in a stone room.
"Come in." Headmaster Yin Tiancheng took the lead in pushing open the stone door and walked in.
Ma Long followed into the stone house and found that the house was very spacious. It seemed to be a large living room, filled with wooden tables and chairs, and such murals hung on the surrounding walls.
Yin Tiancheng sat on the upper seat, looked down at Ma Long, and slowly said, "What did the master say before he died?"
"Well..." Ma Long withdrew his appraising gaze and slowly briefly recounted the conversation between himself and his master that took place in the room. Of course, he was vague about the adventures and other things that his master had told him not to reveal.
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After listening to Ma Long's story, Yin Tiancheng nodded, "In this way, master has accepted you as a closed disciple. From now on, you and I will call each other brothers. Junior brother, what do you think?"
Junior brother?! Ma Long looked at the majestic leader sitting on the throne in surprise. He was so stunned that he couldn't speak for a long time. After all, he was only in his twenties, and the leader was almost fifty years old, right?
"Uh, Master, isn't this bad?"
"The sect also has its own rules." Yin Tiancheng waved his hand and said, "Little junior brother, don't be afraid. Although I am the leader, the sect's backup cannot be messed up. Since the master accepts you as a disciple, I will do my best to accept you as a disciple as soon as possible.
Tell other members of the sect about him."
"In that case, thank you very much, Senior Brother." Ma Long said respectfully.
Yin Tiancheng added: "Master left in a hurry. Some trivial matters should be conveyed by me before I can say them. If you join our Yin Sect, you must adopt the surname of 'Yin'. It is just a sect you joined halfway, so you can keep your original surname."
Your real name, but in the clan genealogy, your signature must be 'Hidden Dragon', do you have any objection to this?"
Hidden Dragon? Ma Long thought this name was quite pleasant. So he shook his head. Since he joined the sect, he would have no objection no matter what name he chose. Besides, he was an orphan without a father and mother. "I have no objection.
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"Well, very good." Yin Tiancheng nodded and said, "Master has given me an important order, which is to help you find a woman with a pure yin body. I already have an idea for this, so you don't need to worry about it.
Just practice hard."
"Yes, thank you very much, Senior Brother," Ma Long thanked.
Yin Tiancheng continued: "Now your cultivation level is too low. You have not even reached the Nascent Soul stage yet, so you have to step up your cultivation. From tomorrow on, you will go to the Wuxiu Hall to study with the youngest disciples.
When your cultivation level improves, I will give you some pointers. The masters of Wuxiu Hall will teach you the secret methods of suppressing the teachings taught by our people. You must practice diligently, and you must never reveal it to outsiders.
But do you remember them all?”
"Yes, disciple understands." Ma Long responded.
Yin Tiancheng thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "There's nothing special. Master just passed away, and I'm a little confused. That's it. You can go down and have a rest. The room has been arranged for you. You can do whatever you want after you go out."
Ask someone and they will tell you where it is. I won’t take you there, there are still a lot of things to do ahead.”
"Yes, Senior Brother, I will resign first."
Ma Long waited until Yin Tiancheng signaled that he could retreat, then turned and walked out the door. At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and he opened the stone door.
There was a woman standing outside the door. She looked to be in her twenties. She had icy skin, tall figure, and very beautiful appearance. She was wearing a white gown, as if she had stepped into the world of fairy. Ma Long thought he had seen her before.
There are many beauties, such as Shen Bingbing, Susan and others in the family, but none of them can compare with the woman in front of him in terms of appearance or temperament. The impression of this woman actually reminds Ma Long of one person, that is Jian Qingling of the Sword Sect.
, maybe because they are both practitioners, they look very similar in temperament.
Ma Long looked at her blankly for a few times, then gently closed the door and retreated. Before leaving, he heard the cold voice of the woman at the door and the conversation between the head of the house.
"Master, how will the master's body be placed?"
"According to Master's last words, I will be immortalized together with the body of your senior brother Yin Junsheng."
