The Wulong Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, with steep and magnificent mountains and pleasant scenery.
Deep in the mountains, in an inaccessible place, there is a rather neat group of buildings.
It still maintains the architectural style of three hundred years ago, giving it a simple and solemn scene.
This is where the Yin and Yang Gate is located, a Taoist monastery for pure cultivation.
Master Xiu Yuan, the leader, was thin and walked into the bedroom without a smile, followed by several people, all of whom were Taoists from the Yin Yang Sect.
Walking at the back was the lame Taoist who had been taught a lesson by Yang Haoran.
Master Xiuyuan turned around and looked at several people, and finally his eyes fell on the lame Taoist.
"Ma Ji, as a disciple of the Taoist sect, you didn't practice well but longed for the mortal world, which is why you caused this unreasonable disaster to the Yin and Yang sect. Do you know how to repent?"
The lame Taoist Ma Ji knelt down and said, "Uncle Master, I know I was wrong."
Master Xiuyuan snorted: "If you just fight with others, that's all. You actually threw away the soul-eating iron together. Do you know how much disaster this will bring?"
Ma Ji said nothing, and Zhiyuan Zhenren, the younger brother of Xiuyuan Zhenren, stood up at the side.
"Senior Brother, it's useless for you to scold me now that the matter has come to this. Now that you know the whereabouts of the Soul-Eating Iron, you can just get it back.
Since you have agreed on a half-month deadline with that person, I will take him there."
"It can only be like this, but remember to go down the mountain this time to be kind to others and not to do anything wrong. If that person is really capable of defeating you, then there is no harm in letting him have the Soul-Eating Iron."
Master Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, and a hint of sinisterness flashed through him.
But he said: "Everyone obeys the arrangements of senior brother."
In a secluded place outside the Yin and Yang Gate, Ma Ji followed Zhiyuan Master step by step, and stopped when he reached a deserted place.
The two of them looked around cautiously, and after confirming that there was indeed no one there, Master Zhiyuan let out a cold snort.
Ma Ji's body trembled, and he quickly took out a booklet from his body and handed it to Master Zhiyuan respectfully.
"Uncle Master, this is half of the skills left by my master."
After Master Zhiyuan took it and looked through it, his face looked happy, but then he looked solemn.
"Maggie, you won't curse me in your heart, will you?"
Ma Ji knelt down with a grunt: "Uncle Master, you don't dare to kill this disciple! Since that thing has been taken away, it is no longer the property of the Yin and Yang Sect. If Uncle Master takes it back, it should naturally belong to you.
As for this half of the technique, I give it to you willingly."
"Humph, you don't have to say it so nicely. Just remember one thing. If even half of a sentence is leaked, I will make your life worse than death!"
Inside the Yin and Yang Gate, Master Xiu Yuan was accompanied only by a young disciple.
The young disciple looked puzzled and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Master, what is the soul-eating iron you are talking about?"
Xiuyuan Zhenyuan's face changed and became extremely serious.
"It's a treasure, but it's also an evil thing. It has the effect of opening up the wall between Yin and Yang.
Back then, it was a portable magic weapon belonging to the founder of the Yin-Yang Sect. However, during the troubled times, one of the founders of the Yin-Yang Sect used the soul-eating iron to absorb thousands of living souls, causing the soul-eating iron to turn into a harmful evil thing.
In desperation, he could only use the sealing method to seal the Soul-Eating Iron into an iron staff. Then he divided the Soul-Eating Iron's related skills into three and gave them to three disciples for safekeeping.
This has now become the three major branches of the Yin and Yang Sect. The ancestors once warned that unless you meet someone who can completely suppress the soul-eating iron, you must not let it fall outside, otherwise it will be a catastrophe that will destroy all life!" Butterfly Man!
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Having said this, Master Xiuyuan looked into the distance with a complicated expression.
He only said half of what he said, but the other half was not finished.
The patriarch back then also left a prophecy, and that prophecy seems to be coming true.
If the soul-eating iron really falls on the prophet, it may not be a good thing!
At Huaiyuan City Railway Station, Ge Ling moved forward quickly with a cold look on her face.
Kong Lingzi followed closely behind with a large backpack filled with Ge Ling's luggage.
This strange pairing naturally attracted many eyes and sighs.
"The world is really chaotic now. Have Taoist priests learned how to chase girls?"
"What's so strange about this? Monks can still get married, why can't Taoist priests?"
"What a pity for this beautiful little girl. That Taoist priest is fifty years old, right? He is so shameless and has lost the Taoist face!"
Ge Ling blinked: "Hey, did you hear that? They are all calling you shameless."
Kong Lingzi's face remained as usual: "What can a group of ordinary people know? Let them say it, I am not afraid of my shadow being distorted.
But why is your master nowhere to be seen now? Didn’t he promise to pick you up?"
Ge Ling stood still, frowned slightly, and was about to look around.
Then I heard a familiar voice: "Ge Ling!"
Following the sound, Yang Haoran was watching the two of them from a distance, looking carefree.
Kong Lingzi was surprised when he saw Yang Haoran.
"So young? Is this the master you are talking about? You are not lying to me, are you?"
Ge Ling snorted coldly: "What's the benefit of lying to you? If you have the ability, tell him."
The two of them quickly rushed towards Yang Haoran. Yang Haoran naturally noticed Kong Lingzi wearing a Taoist robe and let out a surprised sound.
"This little old Taoist has some abilities, but why haven't you heard of this Lingshan Taoist?"
At this time, Ge Ling had already arrived in front of Yang Haoran and took Yang Haoran's hand with a joyful expression.
Then he gritted his teeth and pointed at Kong Lingzi.
"Master, this is the shameless Taoist priest who insists that I become my teacher!"
Kong Lingzi clasped his hands together: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I just act according to circumstances. This female benefactor has wisdom. It would be a pity if she cannot be guided correctly."
Yang Haoran was not angry, he just laughed.
"Ge Ling, it's not good for you to say that. Harmony is the most important thing in everything. It is said that we are all brothers in the four seas. Since this Taoist priest has found you, it is fate.
However, Taoism emphasizes persistence. After all, you are a disciple of my Xiaoxian Temple. How can you be worthy of being snatched away?
But what this fellow Taoist said makes sense. Apprenticeship also depends on the other person’s ability. That’s good. After more than ten days, I invited a few friends to come over, and then let this fellow Taoist compete with some of my friends.
Ichiban is ready!”
Where did Yang Haoran come from? He had already made up his mind to let Kong Lingzi be a free thug to try out the Yin and Yang Gate.
But Kong Lingzi looked puzzled: "Why isn't it you competing with me? But your friend?
Also, why does it take more than ten days?"
Yang Haoran looked contemptuous: "You don't understand the rules, do you? You are robbing me of my apprentice. If I compete with you directly, it will be a life-or-death feud. If you fight against my friend, we call it keeping a thin line!"