A man in black robes was leaning on a crutch made of dead wood. His face was extremely pale, but he was not far in front of Lu Xiaotian. When he noticed someone behind him, the man in black robes turned around first.
The old man in black robe! Lu Xiaotian's hands and feet suddenly felt cold, but he seemed to have been seriously injured. His face was uglier than before, and he also lost a leg. The only difference from what he left a few months ago was that he had more waist.
Several black bags.
"Are you still in the valley? Very good, very good, cough cough..."
When the old man in black robe saw Lu Xiaotian, his eyes lit up. Due to the injury, he coughed violently, and there was faint blood oozing out of his abdomen.
"Geng, Mr. Geng!"
Lu Xiaotian finished screaming in his heart. If the old man in black robe found out that there were only a few green worms eating each other in the cave, he didn't know how angry he would be. But when he saw that the old man in black robe had broken a leg, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but retreat.
Two steps, and I feel the urge to escape.
"Come back!" The old man in black robe had such vicious eyes. He could tell at a glance that Lu Xiaotian had the intention to escape, so he reached out and made a move from a distance.
What, what is going on? Lu Xiaotian felt panic in his heart, his body was restrained by a huge force, and he involuntarily floated towards the old man in black robe.
The old man in black robe attracted Lu Xiaotian to his side and asked, "Why do you want to run away when you see me? Am I scary?"
"I, I..." Lu Xiaotian mumbled a few times, not daring to tell the truth.
"Well, you really want to learn magic. In the past, I didn't want to accept a disciple. But now, I'm seriously injured and I'm afraid I won't last long. I still need to find someone to pass on my mantle. Are you willing to be my disciple?
?" A strange color flashed across the face of the old man in black robe, he pinched Lu Xiaotian's wrist and said with a pleasant tone.
"Accept me as your disciple?"
Lu Xiaotian looked surprised. In the past, the old man in black robe was not willing to say a word to him except asking him to do some chores. Now he actually said that he wanted to accept him as his disciple. While he was happy, he also secretly had a trace of doubt.
"Yes, I won't live much longer. If I don't accept a disciple at this time, why don't I put all my skills in the coffin?"
The old man in black robe coughed up some more blood. The fourth-level talisman was really powerful. He tried his best to withstand most of the attacks, but he was still shot by two arrows. The loss of a leg was not fatal. What really made it difficult for him to survive.
The arrow in the abdomen had already hurt the heart. Not to mention a monk who had perfected Qi Refining, even a monk in the foundation-building stage without a superior healing elixir would still be fatal.
"Yes, Master, my disciple is paying homage to Master." Lu Xiaotian was inexplicably excited. He didn't expect that the old man in black robe would be willing to accept him as his disciple, and he leaned over to worship him.
"That's it, that's all. I won't have to give you some false pretense. You can take me back to the cave as soon as possible. Your time as a teacher is running out. If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid I won't have time to teach you anything." The old man in black robe grabbed Lu Xiaotian's wrist and said
Don't let him bow down.
"Yes, master, no, but I haven't gone back for nearly two days. Those shadow ants may..." Originally, Lu Xiaotian planned to leave directly, but at this time, the old man in black robe was willing to accept him as a disciple, so he
I didn't plan to hide it anymore and directly confessed my mistake.
"A few shadow ants are nothing. If they die and then cultivate a batch, they will go back first."
The old man in black robe shook his head, and Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised. The master's attitude changed so drastically.
"Then the disciple will carry you back." Although Lu Xiaotian was surprised, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that being a disciple should be different from a handyman.
"No need, just let me go." The old man in black robe shook his head.
Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaotian felt as if there were gusts of soft wind pushing behind him. The old man in black robe touched the ground with his crutch, and then floated him several feet away with extremely nimble movements.
Lu Xiaotian was secretly surprised. The master was indeed very powerful. With enough magic power, he could take a step of about half a foot. However, even when the master was seriously injured and lost a leg, he still carried him, and he could reach a distance of about three feet with one step. Since
After becoming a disciple, he felt that the relationship between the two was much closer than before, so he asked aloud,
"Master, what spell are you using? It's so powerful. Can I learn it in the future?"
"In the future, you will learn to be more powerful than being a teacher. If you are hurt as a teacher, don't speak." The old man in black robe breathed heavily.
Hearing the master's heavy voice, Lu Xiaotian quickly closed his mouth and remained silent.
The distance of five or six miles was not that far in such a hurry. After a while, the cave blocked by stones appeared in front of us.
The old man in black robe waved his hand, and a whirlwind blew past, and the stones in front of the cave were blown away. Lu Xiaotian was very excited when he saw it, and just about to speak, he thought of what his master had told him, and quickly swallowed the words back in his stomach.
"Go quickly, boil a bucket of water, and when the water is hot, pour this bottle of medicine into the water." The old man in black robe handed Lu Xiaotian a small medicine bottle and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was rushing like this just now and spent a lot of energy.
The injuries on his body got a little worse.
Seeing that the black-robed old man's injury was so serious, Lu Xiaotian nodded quickly and did as he said. There was water in the cave before. Soon, he boiled a bucket of water as the black-robed old man said.
And as the old man in black robe said, he moved stones again to block the entrance of the cave.
"The sky won't stop me. I finally caught up with the time. If I hadn't met this kid, maybe I would have perished in this canyon." The old man in black robe breathed a sigh of relief and murmured.
"Master, the cave has been blocked with heavy equipment." Lu Xiaotian clapped his hands and said.
"Well, sit in the bucket." The old man in black robe nodded and said kindly.
Under the light, Lu Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, feeling that the old man in black robe looked at him in a strange way, but he couldn't say what was strange about it.
"Don't go in yet." The old man in black robe urged.
They have accepted him as a disciple, so there shouldn't be anything wrong. If things don't go well, the worst he can do is get another whipping. Lu Xiaotian thought to himself, and sat in the bucket as he was told. As soon as the potion touched his body, he suddenly felt a little nervous.
Surprised, it felt as if all the pores were closed. Then, his whole body felt like being pierced by countless steel needles, and it stung extremely. He screamed, and instinctively wanted to get up and leave the bucket.
At this time, the old man in black robe pressed his withered fingers on his forehead, making him unable to move. At the same time, he made a strange laughter from his mouth, and said with a sinister smile, "My good disciple, I will lock my soul for my master."
How does the soup taste?"
"You, what are you going to do to me?" Lu Xiaotian didn't understand what Soul Locking Soup was, but when he saw that the old man in black robe in front of him completely changed his face to a sinister and terrifying one, he asked with some trepidation in his heart. At this time, he also reacted
Come here, the old man in black robe may have ulterior motives for accepting him as his disciple, but he doesn't know what the other party's intention is.