Yun Tian remembered that he had asked Uncle Li to find the descendants of the Lai family, and suddenly felt that he was lucky. It was really effortless to find a place without any effort. He did not expect that his master's wife was actually a descendant of the Lai family. [.om!

Sometimes the arrangement of fate is really magical. Maybe I am really God's favorite, otherwise why would such good things always happen to me? Not only has the Xuanyin Jue, which has been lost for many years, been found, but even the descendants of the Lai family have appeared.

Already.

"Why?" Yuntian asked again.

Of course the master understood what he meant, and said sadly: "Because your skills are so poor, Yi Tian needs at least the third level of Xuanyang Jue, and your master doesn't have time to wait for you to practice."

It turns out that this is the case. No wonder the master forced himself to practice Qigong hard at the beginning, and even threw himself into the dragon group to receive cruel training. Unfortunately, his naturally active temperament could not be changed at all, and he was unwilling to calm down and practice Qigong.[

However, the master still cherished him very much. Seeing that it had no effect, he never forced him again. Looking at Yuntian now, it seems that he has never practiced Xuanyang Jue with concentration since the valley.

The master's wife continued to explain: "And I am the only descendant of the Lai family, and my body contains the blood of the Lai family. As long as I combine with you, your skills will improve by leaps and bounds, and it will not be difficult to enter the third level of Xuanyang Jue. Of course, this

I only learned about it later.”

Damn, the regret in Yuntian's heart was that if he hadn't been unable to resist the temptation, perhaps his wife would have fallen into his arms. But then he thought about it, how could he have mastered the Emperor's Sutra and gained the favor of many beauties if he hadn't been like this?

It's a blessing in disguise if you think about it.

"Did the master give any instructions before he faked his death?" Yuntian asked.

The master's wife suddenly turned red with embarrassment and said embarrassedly: "Your master said that according to his calculations, you are definitely not a short-lived person, and you will definitely be helped by noble people to escape. He also said that he and I are not suitable at all, and I hope I can find you.

When you are here, I can develop a good relationship with you and help you practice."

What? There are such good things. Master, you are so kind. I love you so much.

By the way, noble people help me. Could it be that Xiao Hua is really the noble person in my life? Even the master said so, so it must be so. If something happens to the noble person, what will happen to me? It seems that my destiny is closely related to Xiao Hua's.

The ground is connected together.

"Well, Master, this is not good. Although my skills are still low now, I will definitely work hard to practice and strive for an early breakthrough." Yun Tian said with a hint of rejection. The author couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but get angry.

Ask, damn, haven’t you been promoted to the third level? Why is your skill still low?

The master's face turned red, and she said: "Your master said that because he used Turtle Breath**, he could retain at most half of his power after waking up. And your qualifications are too poor. I'm afraid without his help, even with my help.

It cannot be promoted to the third level of Xuanyang Jue."

Black lines appeared on Yuntian's forehead. Why do you mean my qualifications are too poor? He still said hurriedly: "What does the master mean?" Although he guessed it, it is not good to say it himself.

"He hopes that you and I can complete that matter as soon as possible so that we can help you practice your magical skills." The master's wife said coyly and embarrassedly.

Yuntian was overjoyed in his heart, but said reluctantly on his face: "Well, I already have someone I like. How can this be great? What do you mean by that?"

"I...I don't know." The wife acted like a little girl who didn't know what to do. If Yuntian hadn't appeared before, of course he would have agreed, but it would definitely only be that one time.

But now she didn't know whether it was because she was grateful for surviving the disaster, or because of something else, but she had an inexplicable fondness for Yun Tian, ​​and she no longer resisted Yun Yi's request to stay.

In fact, Yunyi can't guarantee that he will get a good result, and he doesn't actually like Xiaomei. To him, Xiaomei is just a little girl, and this little girl obviously takes her gratitude and admiration for him for granted.

turned into love.

What? I don’t know. Even if I have someone I like, I still don’t know the answer. It seems that my wife is not very resistant, and is even a little interested. It’s really great. Could it be that my original dream is really going to come true?

?

"By the way, your master left you a box, which contains the Xuanyang formula and a Feng Shui magic book written by your master. I will go get it for you now." The master's wife suddenly remembered this matter and said.

Yuntian couldn't help but be secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the master would really leave something for him. What made him even more unexpected was that the master would protect these things with all his strength. Even after suffering so many humiliations and scoldings, he refused to hand over the things. This made him

His impression of his master's wife changed again, and the anger hidden in his heart disappeared.

After a while, the master's wife came over with an iron box, pointed to a small black area, and said: "Your master said that you only need to input Xuanyang Qi here, and the box will open automatically." [

Yuntian has been doing Qigong to heal his injuries, and found that except for the wound on his shoulder, his body has recovered a lot. He started to exercise Qi, and the box opened automatically. He saw two books inside, a thin thread-bound book with mysterious words on it.

Yang Jue. There is also a thick book with four words written in flying colors, Feng Shui and Qigong.

He picked up the envelope and opened it, only to see that it read: "Tian'er, when you see this letter, the master has entered a state of suspended animation. I don't know if there is a chance that I can successfully increase my life against the odds, but I hope I wake up

When you are here, I can see you and Xiaomei living a happy life together. This can be regarded as the last request that the master makes to you."

When Yuntian saw this, he raised his head and glanced at his wife.

The teacher's wife looked at Yun Tian with curiosity. Seeing Yun Tian's eyes, she thought that she must have been mentioned in the letter, but what would it say? She couldn't help but secretly speculate, and the more she thought about it, the more she blushed.

"Master learned everything from the Mai sect. All the advanced metaphysical techniques have been passed down orally from generation to generation, but you are always unwilling to learn, so I have to record it. Feng Shui Qi Shu records the master's years of Feng Shui patterns and magical knowledge.

The accumulation is detailed and easy to understand. You must write it down carefully and then burn it. It must not fall into the hands of others to avoid harming society."

"As for Xuanyang Jue, it came from the Lai family thousands of years ago. At that time, Mai's faction accidentally obtained this technique and created many strange Feng Shui formations that required the cooperation of the second tactic, including the Yi Tian** who defied nature and changed his fate. Okay, the rest.

I have already explained it to your master, and I hope that our master and apprentice will meet one day, Yun Yiliu.

Yuntian read the entire letter, picked up the thick book, and couldn't help but shed tears in the corners of his eyes. Such a thick book must have thousands of pages, densely packed with words. I really don't know how many days and nights the master spent

It was written at night.

Because I was too playful and unwilling to learn, my master had to make arrangements early and write such a thick and strange book. Unfortunately, I still suspected that my master had not taught me real kung fu.

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