Chapter 693

In a humble cave in Hushang square, the old man sat on the top, and the boy stood respectfully in front of him.

"Please accept me as an apprentice!"

Suddenly, the boy knelt down directly, kowtowed to the old man in front of him, and said loudly.

Looking at the kowtow boy in front of him, the old man's eyes were slightly dignified. It seemed that he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he slowly said:

"Well, since you are destined for me, I will accept you as an apprentice!"

"I'll see you, master!"

Hearing the old man's words, the boy couldn't help but flash a happy color on his face, and he made three obeisances and nine kowtows to the old man with even more efforts.

"Well, you get up first!"

The old man looked at the boy who kowtowed desperately in front of him, directly waved a spiritual force and helped him up from the ground.

"Although I promised to accept you as an apprentice, I have to tell you something in advance so as not to hurt you at that time."

"It is well known that immortals can achieve longevity and have great ability to turn over rivers and seas, but the world of immortals is actually no different from the secular world, even more dangerous. If they are not careful, they will lose their lives."

After a slight pause, the old man looked at the boy and continued to say:

"Moreover, although I have practiced for more than 60 years, I still live in the bottom of the cultivation world, so I can only lead you to the path of cultivation."

"I understand, I remember!"

The boy knelt down again and said seriously.

After seeing this scene, the old man slowly nodded, took out a yellow book from his sleeve and handed it to the boy.

"This is a way to practice Qi into the body. Try to practice first!"

"Thank you, master!"

The boy then took the book and thanked again.

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A few days later, the old man who closed his eyes and meditated suddenly opened his eyes. He seemed to be aware of something. His turbid eyes couldn't help but turn to the other side of the cave.

At this time, the boy was sitting on a mat with his eyes closed, and there were waves of spiritual power around him.

Suddenly, a spiritual force with a faint red light appeared beside him, cruising around like a swimming dragon, and finally penetrated into his body.

"After only three days of Kung Fu, the child felt the aura of heaven and earth..."

The old man looked at the fire power that had entered the boy's body, and a look of shock immediately appeared on his face.

As a veteran who has been involved in the cultivation of immortals for decades, he naturally understands that the earlier a child can perceive the aura of heaven and earth, the better his spiritual root qualification will be.

Although his cultivation can't detect the boy's specific spiritual root, it seems that he must have fire spiritual root, and his qualification should not be low.

Thinking of this, the old man's turbid eyes showed a color of reflection, and his heart seemed to be thinking about something.

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In the narrow cave, the red flame flickered constantly. The old man took the boy to the dilapidated forge.

"How about the book of Qi refining method I gave you before I became a teacher?"

The old man turned to look at the boy behind him and asked seriously.

Facing the inquiry, the boy immediately arched his hands and replied:

"Report back to Shifu. The disciple has been able to skillfully invoke spiritual power."

Hearing the speech, the old man nodded slowly, and a satisfied look flashed on his old face.

But soon he said solemnly:

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this skill, otherwise you and my teachers and disciples will be in danger!"

"Remember, disciple!"

Seeing the serious look on the old man's face, the boy nodded immediately.

"Well, now that you have successfully practiced Qi into the body, I will teach you some weapon refining skills today."

After that, the old man came to the forging furnace and controlled the flame in the furnace.

He immediately threw a black iron into the furnace with a spirit, and the hot flame instantly burned the refined iron in the secular world red.

Next, the old man picked up the forging hammer against the wall and began to knock. The red iron slowly changed its shape under his control.

While working in his hands, he also explained the way of refining tools to the boy, and directly opened a door to the magical world to the latter. Behind the door was a wonderful world of refining tools.

Half an hour later, a silver dagger appeared in front of the boy.

Looking at the short sword suspended in the air, a light flashed through his dark pupils, which seemed to be shocked by the magical means.

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Since the old man taught the art of refining utensils that day, the boy was obsessed with it. He seemed to open the door of the new world and began to devote himself to it.

In the next few years, although the boy's cultivation didn't make much progress, his skill of refining utensils could be described as flying in, and he directly became a first-order tool smelter from a layman.

Naturally, the old man was shocked by the boy's talent in refining weapons. Every time he saw the boy, he would be happy, and he would give everything he had learned all his life.

Because he saw a glimmer of hope in the boy!

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Another year later, the boy had grown up and became a thirteen or fourteen year old boy.

On this day, the old man called the young man to the cave, looked at him and said slowly:

"As a teacher, the chance of success is less than half. I have something to tell you!"

After hearing this, the young man was silent and just stood quietly in front of the old man.

"As a teacher, I have sold all my possessions. Most of them are used to buy pills that impact the foundation, and the rest is for you."

"However, it's not that I don't want to leave all these things to you, but now your cultivation is too low. If these things are left to you, they will only bring the disaster of killing."

The old man looked at the disciple in front of him and couldn't help sighing.

"Now everyone knows that I risked my life to rush through the pass and sold all my belongings. Therefore, after I became a teacher, you will hide with what I left you. I think no one will find you again."

"I see!"

The boy nodded silently, and his voice answered with a heavy voice.

On this side, the old man slowly took out a mottled animal skin book and an ancient jade slip from his sleeve and solemnly handed them to the young man in front of him.

"Disciple, remember, this skill and letter are the chance I got when I was young. I owe all my achievements to him."

"This letter has been studied by the teacher for most of his life. It may involve a big secret. You can follow the clues left by the teacher in the future."

"I wrote it down!"

The boy took the two things handed by the old man and said seriously.

"In addition, your weapon refining talent is unique in my life, but before you get strong enough strength, remember not to show it in front of those with ulterior motives."

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A few months later, the old man fell into the process of impacting the foundation period. According to his last words, the young man buried his remains under a peach tree in the mortal living area of Hushang square.

After burying the remains of the old man, the young man also left the area where the monks lived and came to the mortal area.

In the next few years, while practicing, he searched for some abandoned refining materials in the market, and continued his great cause of refining tools in the dilapidated house.

Over time, all the monks at the bottom of Hushang square knew that there was a poor tool refiner who was crazy all day. He specially picked up some useless tool refining materials and refined some low-level magic tools to make a living.

Although the teenager wandered at the bottom of the city all day and was not looked down upon by anyone, he didn't care and often helped the mortals living with him.

In such days, he didn't change until he met a young man who returned from the sea with dark spider legs on his shoulders.

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I don't know how long it took Zhao Jie to wake up. He slowly got up from the cold ground and began to look around.

At this time, he was in a cave. The whole cave was very bright, and the aura inside was also very strong. It looked like the place where the high-level friars closed.

I saw that in the center of the cave, there was a life size statue. The statue depicts a famous old man. His appearance was actually similar to the old man in green robe seen by Shen huanchi.

On the left side of the statue is a quiet training room, in which a PU mat and several bookshelves are placed, while on the right side of the statue is a spacious refining room, with an ancient forging furnace in the middle.

"Three thousand years, someone has finally come here!"

Suddenly, an old sigh sounded slowly in the hall, and the aftersound echoed in the cave.

Zhao Jie's eyes turned to the statue, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

At this time, a faint aura appeared on the statue, and the sound came from the statue.

But soon he also reacted, arched his hand at the statue and asked:

"Can you tell me, master, who owns this place?"

"It's me, but what you see now is just my only remnant soul!"

The voice of vicissitudes came from the statue again, which was full of helplessness.

"Young Zhao Jie, I don't know your name when I visit you?"

Zhao Jie quickly saluted the statue respectfully and asked again.

"Hehe... Everything you learn is based on my orthodoxy. You don't even know my name?"

The statue couldn't help laughing, and then slowly said again:

"Well, I've known it for the first half of your life. I don't know my name. It's not all your fault."

"Listen, I'm Mo Ju. I'm a giant of the previous generation of Mohist. You can learn everything from me."

"I'll see you, master Mozi!"

After hearing this, Zhao Jie bowed respectfully again.

"You are the first to come here in 3000 years. It's really God's will to learn everything from you and go out of my door!"

"I ask you, are you willing to inherit the inheritance left by me, become the Mozi of this generation, and let our Mohist reappear in this world."

The solemn voice from the statue made Zhao Jie's eardrums tingle and he couldn't help being stunned there.

After a long time, he slowly regained his consciousness and said seriously:

"Younger generation is willing!"

"Well, you can remember that the world is white, only I am black, not against Mohist, and love all my life!"

"The younger generation should bear it in mind!"

At this time, Zhao Jie had knelt down on the ground and kowtowed respectfully to the statue.

After the voice fell, the whole cave was quiet, leaving only his heavy breathing sound.

At this time, a light mass suddenly and slowly floated down from the top of the statue and came to Zhao Jie.

"This light group is the inheritance left by me. You can understand everything after refining it."

Looking at the light group, Zhao Jie slowly stretched out his hand and took it in his hand. A dazzling light flashed in his eyes.

"At present, your cultivation is too weak to undertake the important task of the sect, so you'd better stay here and improve your cultivation before going out!"

The ghost in the statue spoke to Zhao Jie again.

Hearing this, Zhao Jie was slightly stunned and hurriedly said:

"Senior, there are two companions of the younger generation outside..."

"I will arrange for them to leave. Just stay here and practice well!"

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At the same time, Shen Ruiling on the other side has reached the final stage of refining the pair of silver wings. At this time, the purple spirit bird has been closely linked with his spirit.

In fact, when Shen Ruiling came into contact with the spirit bird, he found that the purple bird was still very weak and did not show any resistance at all. He only used a few strands of thunder to leave a spiritual mark on him.

At the moment when the wings were refined by him, they turned into an aura and quickly embedded into his back, as if they were directly into the meat.

"What's going on..."

Shen Ruiling was stunned when she noticed the pair of silver wings embedded in her back shoulder.

However, just when he was stunned, the old man in green robe who had disappeared for a long time appeared in the stone chamber again.

The next moment, Shen huanchi and Shen Ruiling all stood up and looked at each other.

"I wonder what happened to our other companion?"

Shen huanchi looked at the green robed old man and asked.

"Hehe, the one has successfully passed all the tests, but he still needs to stay and inherit the inheritance here, so you two can leave first!"

After hearing this, Shen huanchi couldn't help looking at each other. A strange look flashed in their eyes. It seemed that they didn't believe what the place said.

Is Zhao Jie in any danger?

Shen Ruiling suddenly thought of something and his face was slightly gloomy.

At this time, the green robed old man took out a bead from nowhere and handed it to Shen huanchi.

When the latter two saw the words said by Zhao Jie in the photo bead, they chose to believe the old man.

As the photo beads in his hand were broken into virtual shadows, Shen huanchi looked at each other again, and then the corners of their mouths turned up.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jie really got the inheritance here!

"Well, please follow me!"

Hearing the speech, Shen huanchi followed the old man to the outside.

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