Chapter nine hundred and thirty fifth four descendants
"Senior, please ask." Lin Xiaofeng looked at the old man and said.
No matter how he calculated it, Lin Xiaofeng would be happy to answer this old man's question if he could avoid having to fight him head-on.
If there really was a fight, Lin Xiaofeng might not really be defeated by him now. After all, he had an innate demonic body and ghost skills, and he was not afraid of his poisonous insects.
But after all, this old man is an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years.
Who knows what else he can do?
If a fight can be avoided, Lin Xiaofeng will naturally try to avoid it.
The old man looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said, "What are you doing with this Book of Gu Insects? You already have ghost skills."
"This "Gu Insect Book" is a priceless treasure for ordinary demon sect members, but you have ghost skills, so this kind of thing is not worthy of your attention, right?"
The old man looked at Lin Xiaofeng surprisingly nervously, waiting for his answer.
Lin Xiaofeng pondered for a while and replied: "Senior, I want to collect the four major Bibles of magic. In this way, I can practice the fifth level of ghost arts."
really!
The old man suddenly felt excited.
"Then how many books did you find?" he asked seemingly calmly.
"The Gu Chong Jing is the third book." Lin Xiaofeng said.
The old man's expression really changed, and he no longer concealed the activities in his heart.
"Three copies." The old man couldn't help but look at it twice.
"Yeah." Lin Xiaofeng nodded.
The old man said: "As long as you take out the other two books, not only will I not kill you, I will also tell you a secret."
Lin Xiaofeng frowned and glanced at him warily.
The old man smiled and said: "Don't worry, I am practicing the art of Gu. I am very old. Is it possible that I still covet the other two books?"
"Besides, I just need to take a look and tell the authenticity." The old man said.
Lin Xiaofeng glanced at Jue Chen beside him.
Jue Chen said: "Look at what I am doing. If you want to show it to him, just give it to him. If you don't want to, we will fight with him."
Jue Chen is quite confident. If he can't be beaten, he can always escape.
Lin Xiaofeng thought carefully and took out the "Sutra of the Dead" and "Sutra of Exorcising Corpses" from his bag.
It flashed in front of the old man's eyes from a distance.
The old man was really excited when he saw these two books.
He took a deep breath: "No, I didn't expect you to actually collect three books!"
"Yes." Lin Xiaofeng nodded, looked at the old man and said, "Now the only thing left is the "Jiangtou Jing" to find them all."
The old man looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said, "Well, since you have indeed found three books, I will tell you a secret."
When Lin Xiaofeng saw that the old man never mentioned that he wanted to kill him, he was relieved and said, "I'm all ears."
"People call me poisonous insect, and some people call me old insect."
"I inherited the "Gu Insect Sutra" from my master. If you study ghost arts, do you know that there are four descendants of these four branches?"
"Heir of the Four Meridians?" Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
Lin Xiaofeng's ghost skills were originally self-taught.
Although he later became a disciple of Mo Yi, Mo Yi never told him this.
Mr. Chong said: "These four successors are all the orthodox successors of these four books. The successor of "Gu Chong Jing" is me."
"We, the descendants of the fourth lineage, are originally a branch of ghost arts. Our ancestors have always stipulated that once someone learns the fifth level of ghost arts, the descendants of the fourth lineage must obey his orders."
Lin Xiaofeng heard this and asked: "To learn the fifth level of ghost arts, you need to gather these four books."
"For a long time, these four books have been in the hands of the descendants of the fourth line. But now, the other three books have long been lost in the hands of the other descendants of the third line. What they have left in their hands are just manuscripts."
"Only the "Gu Chong Jing" has always been kept in my hands." When Mr. Chong said this, he stopped, looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said: "If you can find the last "Jiangtou Jing", we will be the descendants of the Four Meridians.
Everyone must obey your orders."
Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "What are you telling me to do? Listening to my orders won't do you any good, right?"
"You don't know something." Mr. Chong said: "I use the art of poisonous insects to extend my life, but I will receive retribution after my death."
"And the same goes for the other descendants of the third lineage. Those who learn evil arts, who will not get some retribution?" Old Chong said: "But the master has left a legend that as long as someone has mastered the fifth level of ghost arts, he can help us deprive him of it.
Retribution allows us to be reincarnated like ordinary people."
Speaking of this, Chong Lao's eyes also burst out with a strange light.
Even if he had doubled his lifespan, he would have lived to be nearly 150 years old.
The one hundred and thirty years he mentioned before searching for Cordyceps does not include the time he spent studying under his master before he was twenty years old.
His lifespan is now short.
I originally thought about eating cordyceps and using other methods to extend my life for a while.
But now, if Lin Xiaofeng can learn the fifth level of ghost art.
Helping him deprive him of his retribution would be more satisfying to him than extending his life.
At this time, Chong Lao is not afraid of death.
What I fear is the heavy retribution after death.
In the end, you have to fall into the realm of animals.
Lin Xiaofeng finally understood that he had eaten his cordyceps, but at this time, Mr. Chong no longer had the slightest intention to kill him.
That's why feelings are like this.
"Does Mr. Chong know where the last Sutra of Lowering the Head is?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Chong Lao shook his head: "We, the descendants of the Four Meridians, have long lost contact with each other, let alone the "Jiaotou Sutra"."
Of course Mr. Chong would not lie to Lin Xiaofeng.
He wished Lin Xiaofeng could find the last book immediately.
Lin Xiaofeng nodded after hearing this.
He didn't expect that there was such a secret behind this ghost technique.
This is a great thing.
Not to mention the other heirs of the third lineage, this Chong Lao alone is probably stronger than himself.
Although Lin Xiaofeng is young, he has an innate demon body and ghost skills.
If other descendants of the third lineage also have such strength.
The four of them put together are four top masters.
Juechen smiled and said: "Senior Chong, in that case, you might as well accompany us to find the "Jiangtou Sutra"."
But Mr. Chong shook his head and refused: "No need, as you said, everything is fate. If this kid can find the last book, there will be no big difference with or without me."
"I don't know how long I can live, but I have no interest in following you two young people around." Mr. Chong shook his head: "You two should leave."
"If I had mastered the fifth level of ghost arts, would I still come here to see you, senior?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
"No need, if you master the fifth level of ghost arts, all of us descendants of the fourth lineage will be able to sense the presence of the master and come to you on our own initiative."
Chong Lao said: "In addition to this ancient wailing cave, if it is not necessary, please do not come in again. There are beings in there that neither you nor I can afford to offend."
After saying that, Mr. Chong waved his hand, and all the poisonous insects dispersed.