After so many days, to be honest, the one I can't see through the most is the old man Mai.

At first, in my eyes, Ma Yi was a very domineering and fierce person. He killed people with disagreement. In addition, the zombies in the hut in the forest and the human flesh and oil boiled in a big pot were simply an unforgivable demon. However, after I was captured by him, Yang Xiaolan asked me for trouble countless times, humiliated me, and beat me up and scolded me in various ways. Although he didn't care much, he would still stop him if he was too much. These days, I had more communication with Ma Yi than Yang Xiaolan. Usually, I felt that he was not as vicious as he seemed on the surface, but rather a good old father.

From Yang Xiaolan's perspective, her father is a great hero who stands tall and upright. It's a pity that the way of heaven is impermanent and he has become a demon after practicing martial arts, so he transfers the method and relies on the Maoshan outer sect to cure injuries and prolong his life. He is also rushing around to find a way to recover from his peak.

However, everything I saw was just a manifestation. At this age, I could not see clearly the old world that had been circling for decades. So I sat respectfully in front of him, with the butt next to the stone bench hanging in the air.

Seeing my obedient behavior, the old man Mayi was very satisfied. He looked me up and down for a while, with a smile on his face and said calmly: "I heard from Xiaolan that Li Daozi had ever shown you his life?"

I didn't know why Old Man Mayi had such leisure, so I came to talk to me. When I heard him say this, I finally understood, nodded, and told all the judgments of Old Man Qingyi on me one by one. Old Man Mayi listened very seriously and would ask questions about the unclear things. I don't know what happened. I always feel that Old Man Mayi has no longer his usual indifference. Although his ugly face was not moving at all, his one-eye flashed with a strange light, revealing the excitement in his heart.

After I finished saying this, the old man Mai took a long breath and asked me: "If you don't mind, I'll touch you for a while, do you think you can?"

The old Taoist Qingyi touched it, and he could touch it. I could not resist the occurrence of this matter at all, so I could only do it. The general procedures and techniques were actually similar. However, I was thirteen years old at that time and had the most basic reaction. It was really a very difficult thing to be touched by such an old man, especially the old man, there was a strong and undispersed corpse energy, which made me almost unable to breathe. This corpse energy was different from the zombies I usually used to clean oil. I don’t know how to describe it, but it was disgusting.

It took a long time, but he finally finished this bone-touching scene. I saw the face of the old man Mai was filled with a nearly twisted smile, his nose wings were shrinking, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

But he was a person who had been in the world for a long time. He took a deep breath and finally curled his excitement, stared at me, and then said word by word: "Erdan, at first, I didn't think it was, but now the more I look at you, the more I like you, the more I am destined to be my father and father. This is destined by God, so I want to accept you as my disciple and inherit the mantle. Are you willing?"

I never expected that Old Man Mayi would say something like this - I naturally wanted to have a master, but in my heart, either as strong as the old Taoist Qingyi, and extremely powerful as an old ghost, teaching and being kind and comprehensive. As for Old Man Mayi, if he had no appearance and ability, he was all evil and wrong, and he was cruel and ruthless, and he would not talk about friendship at all. I would definitely not want to be his apprentice.

But I only dare to complain in my stomach because I know that once I say it, my body and head may be separated.

So I nodded firmly and said, "I am willing to do it." As I said this, I knelt down and kowtowed to the old man Mayi three times. While kowtowing, I muttered in my heart: "Your grandpa, let your Erdan brother kowtow to you, but it will cost you your birthday."

I felt in my heart that the old man Mayi couldn't help but smile happily, touched my head, and kept laughing: "Good kid, good kid..."

After this, the old man Mayi didn't care much about it, but asked me to sit up and then slowly said to me: "Erdan, do you know why Li Daozi wanted to seal your meridians and not allow you to practice Taoism?"

I shook my head and didn't know that when the old ghost gave me a mystery and taught me the Taoist scriptures, I almost memorized the three Taoist scriptures and the two general principles, but I had no sense of energy at all, and it was very useless. It must have been restricted by the blood mantra of the old Taoist Qingyi, but as for why, I could only think of my tragic fate.

Seeing that I was ignorant, the old man Mayi smiled, slammed the table, and said angrily: "Li Daozi is a hypocrite. He is afraid that you will truly awaken and take shape and will harm the world. However, he tried his best to lock your qi and meridians, but he did not expect that you would meet me. Erdan, I tell you that the person in your body is a great man, but it is not the demon that Li Daozi told you, but a man who can save the world and subvert everything. You should not suppress it, but let its instinct be released. Since you are a teacher today, I will definitely pass on your skills. From now on, if anyone rebelled against you, insulted you, scolded you, you will have the ability to show it to him, do you know?"

"If I hate it the most in this world, I'm afraid it's your daughter." I thought to myself and agreed to it, "It's all based on the master's cultivation!"

The old man Mayi was very happy and continued to preach to me: "Erdan, since you have entered my sect, you need to know my identity - my name is Yang Erchou, the bandit in the rivers and lakes is called "Evil Talisman King". He is a brother and a fellow brother of Li Daozi, and he is a subordinate of the Maoshan Sect of Shangqing Sect. When the current head of the sect sees me, he has to call me Uncle Yang. However, my lineage is not in harmony with the sect and I am too lazy to catch up with relatives. You know."

I responded respectfully, and then the old man Yang Erchou of Mayi said again: "I have a lot of skills, but if I want you to get on the right path as soon as possible, I only have a book "Annotations on the Demon-Planting Sutra" that can allow you to return slowly, so today I will explain this method to you first, and you need to listen carefully."

Old Man Mayi is really impatient. Not only is the ceremony of apprenticeship very simple, he does not have to swear or pay homage to the Masters of the Secondary School. He promised casually. Then before he took a breath, he began to teach me the method of practicing.

But the strange thing is that the "Annotation of the Demon Sutra" he taught was a bit evil, whether it was the word selection, the running context, and the visual statement, which was really a bit similar to the name of the martial arts. Although I was a little confused at that time, I thought that if I could really have some ability, I could escape the clutches of the father and daughter. At that time, the world was great, but I couldn't help but let my brother Erdan be in a row? So I also studied it carefully. To put it strange, I was very awkward to learn the Taoist scriptures with the old ghost. I often had to explain countless times before I could understand the meaning. But when I listened to the sutras of the old man Mayi, I had an impression once, as if it was directly imprinted in my mind.

I don’t know if the old ghost taught too badly, or if I have an instinctive familiarity with the scriptures given to me by the old man Mayi.

In just one night, I learned most of the time, and in the next few days, the old man Mayi did not go out again. Instead, he carefully taught me and urged me to practice diligently. He even took care of the work of brushing oil for those zombies. Such a change would probably be joyful if a child without any thoughts, but I always felt something wrong. I knew that one day and night, after eating, I suddenly felt very tired and fell asleep inexplicably. However, not long after, I felt a few cold and cold air in my abdomen churned, which woke me up. When I was conscious, I felt naked all over, and then a brush gently caressed my belly and lower body.
Chapter completed!