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Chapter 1859: Master!

After Han Sanqian knelt down, at this time, the breeze stopped slightly, and the candles stabilized and the light became slightly brighter. After Han Sanqian's sight slowly adjusted, Han Sanqian discovered that the person a few meters away in front of him was

, half a meter below the candlestick, lying on the ground turned out to be a coffin.

Could it be that which ancestor was released?

But just when Han Sanqian was thinking this, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Han Xiao, are you okay?"

Han Sanqian was startled by the voice. He obviously did not expect that there were other people here. Moreover, although the voice was a female voice, it was as if someone was speaking by the throat. It was extremely harsh and harsh in the end.

What's important is that Han Sanqian was surprised to find that the sound came from the coffin.

"Disciple Han Xiao, I have accepted Han Sanqian as my disciple, and I came here specifically to report to my master's wife." After saying this, Han Xiao gently patted Han Sanqian with his hand, signaling him to call someone quickly.

Han Sanqian lowered his head: "Disciple Han Sanqian, I have met the master!"

There was silence in the coffin for a long time before a voice came out: "Okay, Xiao'er, come here."

Han Xiao nodded, stood up and walked towards the coffin, then leaned down as if to say something to the inside of the coffin. After a moment, he stood up straight and looked back at Han Sanqian.

Then, he smiled slightly and walked up to Han Sanqian: "Your master-in-law said that when we meet for the first time, there is nothing to give you. This ring is just a meeting gift."

After saying that, he held a ring in his right hand, took Han Sanqian's left hand, and put a ring on Han Sanqian's little finger.

The ring was bronze in color, with some mottled dark colors all around, but the light was too dark, so Han Sanqian couldn't see it very clearly, but overall, it could be basically judged that this ring was an ordinary thing.

However, after all it was a gift, Han Sanqian was still very grateful and said: "Thank you, Master."

Han Xiao chuckled lightly, looked at Han Sanqian at this moment, and handed the book just now into Han Sanqian's hand: "This is the secret book of our sect. From now on, you should follow the techniques and algorithms in this secret book to practice diligently."

Practice more, you know?”

Han Sanqian nodded: "Yes, Master."

"Okay, it's getting late. Sanqian, don't disturb Mistress' rest. You can go back first," Han Xiao said.

Han Sanqian nodded: "Okay, by the way, Master, I am temporarily living in a restaurant in the city, but I will go to the top of Qishan Mountain tomorrow. There is also something that I must explain to you, and that is

My identity..."

"It's not important. When I recruit a disciple, Han Xiao doesn't look at people, but only at heart. If you have something to do, just go and do your work. Just come and see me, an old man, when you have time." Han Xiao interrupted Han Sanqian.

Originally, Han Sanqian wanted to tell Han Xiao about his situation. After all, given his current situation, Han Sanqian was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to Han Xiao, so he hoped that although he would become a disciple, Han Xiao would be the best

It's better not to mention that you are his apprentice to others, this is also for his safety.

"But..." Han Sanqian was a little helpless, but finally sighed: "Okay, then Sanqian will leave first."

After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he turned and left.

After confirming that Han Sanqian had left, the coffin suddenly made another sound.

"Han Xiao, didn't you swear on your master's grave that you would never accept a disciple? Why did you break your promise today?"

Han Xiao nodded: "Yes, the disciple did swear an oath back then that he would never accept a disciple, but breaking the oath is nothing more than a thunderbolt from the sky. But if he does not accept Han Sanqian, the disciple will never have the face to face the master."

"Han Xiao, what do you mean?"

"Master and the main volume of Xianling Island once said that if you encounter a poisonous person, you will be in peace. He is also an unparalleled talent in Xianling Island. Master, to tell you the truth, I just saw that this boy has a good heart, so

I wanted to give him the Double Dragon Cauldron as a gift and teach him how to use the cauldron, but when I was teaching him how to use it, I suddenly found that the palm of my hand turned black," Han Ran said.

Hearing this, the coffin was silent for a moment, and said in disbelief: "You mean, Han Sanqian is a poisonous person?"

"I don't know this, but he is poisoned, has no antidote, and does not have the corresponding skills, but he is not dead or stiff. Therefore, even if he is not a poisonous person, at least he has gold.

A person like this is the candidate that our Fairy Island has always dreamed of. If we cannot accept him, how will the disciple face his master after his death?"

"Those who want to refine elixirs must be harmed by poisonous fire. If they have a golden body or are poisonous people, they will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort. This is indeed the blessing of my fairy island, Xiao'er. It is said that there is God's will in the dark, but it is reincarnation.

I really didn’t expect that things in the world would be so unpredictable. If your master knew something, I’m afraid he’d understand it all too well.”

Han Xiao nodded, raised his eyes slightly, stared into the darkness, and murmured thoughtfully: "Yes, Master Wife, I harmed Xianling Island, but in the end, I recruited an unparalleled talent for Xianling Island.

Consider me making up for Master in this life."

"I really want to see this child with my own eyes, but it's a pity..." There was a heavy sigh from the coffin.

Han Xiao said bitterly: "Master's wife, there may be a chance in the future. It's time to give you medicine."

After saying that, Han Xiao took down the candle and shined it on the coffin. Inside the coffin was a pile of smelly rotten meat.


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