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Yan Lin and Wang Huan were hesitating, because they knew that this was a very secretive piece of news, and this news was extremely critical. Furthermore, it had an extremely enticing force, and even within their Quanzhen Religion, it was only limited to a few of the higher ups who knew.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, this humble one shall advise you. It would be better if you don't know, this humble one is doing this for your own good." In the end, Yan Lin said very seriously.

"Really? Looks like I was overthinking it, then thank you two dao friends, please forgive me for being powerless in this matter, but you also know that the reason for this lies with my two juniors. At this time, they have already become a thorn in Qian Yilin's side, thus I decided to bring them abroad for a period of time."

This kind of silent rejection made Yan Lin and Wang Huan very angry, they wanted to use their power to suppress him, but they also thought that Sun Lianlin was not young, and was also an experienced person. He could not scare them at all, and they would not be afraid of him.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, then I will say it clearly. This matter is related to an extremely huge secret. This secret is not something that ordinary people can know. Knowing about it might not be a good thing." Yan Lin emphasized his words, almost warning him.

The Uncle just smiled as before. He did not speak, the more important this secret was, the happier he would be. Even if he didn't know, could he avoid it? Since he was going to take the risk, why not find a way to return the favor.

Seeing the Uncle's smile, the two Daoists were even more furious. They already knew that if they did not reveal Qian Yilin's secret in the mausoleum garden, Sun Lianlin would never tell them and take the initiative to cooperate with them.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, if you're acting this way, then it's because you're not a cultivator, right?" Yan Lin began to reprimand him.

"Compared to cultivation, I feel that my identity is more like that of a merchant," Uncle casually said. cultivation, he wanted, but a merchant, was his true position in his own life, before becoming a merchant, he was poor, he was a businessman, and helped him change his life, helped him raise his family, so he was more willing to become a family. Even if cultivation was done for cultivation, in the end, it was also for the help of business.

"You..." Yan Lin was enraged. Within the Quanzhen Religion, who would dare to say that they were not Daoists, and even if they were not expelled by the Sect Leader, their dao heart would still be unstable, and in the end, they would have a mediocre life, simply unable to compare to them.

"Fellow Sun, have you heard of Pandora's Box in the west?" Wang Huan suddenly asked.

Uncle nodded his head, who didn't know of this story? Pandora's Box was very famous, I know of it too.

"This secret is about the same as Pandora's Box. Once it is opened, it will release the evil in people's hearts. If your dao heart is unstable and you are tempted by the devil, you will be an enemy of the righteous sects in the world." Wang Huan said.

We believe that at this point, they will not intentionally scare us. That would only mean one thing, that Qian Yilin has done another evil thing that has great benefits to everyone.

Uncle's face was solemn as he said, "I, Sun Lianlin, have trained for dozens of years. Although the Cultivation Level have not stepped foot into the inner chamber, and their dao heart is not that stable, I do not lack reason. For this, please rest assured."

He had experienced many trials and tribulations and didn't learn anything else, but his mind was firm and he was beyond ordinary. Without this mind, he wouldn't have been able to build a foundation abroad. He was very confident.

At this point, after Wang Huan and Yan Lin looked at each other, Wang Huan slowly spat out a sentence of "refining medicine".

A look of shock immediately appeared on the faces of everyone present.

In a basement, Qian Yilin slowly opened a metal door. The heavy iron door made him exhaust all of his strength, and after pushing it open, he even wanted to take a break.

After resting for three minutes, Qian Yilin slowly walked into the underground room. In the middle of the room, there was a large vat, which looked a little like the vats used to brew wine in the ancient times, and inside the vat, sat a woman, with disheveled hair and her eyes closed, sitting there with a dozen of acupuncture needles on her head.

Qian Yilin slowly walked to the side of the vat and took a few of the silver needles on the woman's head. Not long later, the woman woke up, and when she saw Qian Yilin, she shouted in shock and fear, "Master!"

Qian Yilin did not reply, he only turned his head and went to the corner. Picking up a spoon, he scooped out a spoon of something black from the corner and poured it into the big jar.

The woman wanted to struggle, but she found that she could not move at all. From the corner of her eyes, she saw herself sitting naked in a large vat. She did not know where she was, but she became even more frightened as she pleaded, "Master …"

"Shh!" In the end, Qian Yilin shooed the woman and she immediately shut her mouth.

"Disciple Zhang Jia, look at master, have you noticed anything abnormal with master?" Qian Yilin sat beside the vat, and said slowly to the woman.

Zhang Jia, who was sitting inside the jar, slowly calmed down. She knew that she was finished, and right now, her only chance was to move her master, and have her master release her. Thus, she followed her master's instructions and slowly observed.

She knew that Qian Yilin was around eighty years old, but she knew that he had a body that was around forty years old. Even though he looked old on the outside, he was still very fit and healthy, and if he were to go climb a mountain, he would not even be able to keep up with a thirty year old girl like her.

Qian Yilin who was over eighty years old was exactly the same as the old man who was over eighty years old. His appearance had not changed, but his mental state and complexion were on a completely different level.

"Master, are you getting popular with all those people?" In the end, Zhang Jia said something that she thought was reasonable.

However, Qian Yilin shook his head and said, "I am only half right, the other half is because Master's medicine is gone."

"Medicine?" Zhang Jia became even more suspicious, she didn't remember her master wanting to take the medicine, why would he take the medicine with such a good body?

"Master, what medicine is it? Can you let me buy it for you?" Zhang Jia asked softly.

However, Qian Yilin shook his head again, and said, "I can't buy this medicine, I can only make it myself."

"Really? Then does Master need help? Disciple can help, Master knows that I have some knowledge on Chinese medicine." Zhang Jia quickly said.

Qian Yilin gave a strange smile, and said: "Disciple, aren't you concocting medicine to help master?"

Qian Yilin's smile caused Zhang Jia's hair to stand on end. After carefully considering his words, she was even more scared than before, crying out loud: "Master, Master, you were scared of me. I beg you, please let me go …."

Using her as a medicine to refine pills, Zhang Jia was almost scared to death by this idea. But reason and reality were telling him that this was real.

In fact, I gave you a chance. If you had brought the two senior zombies to kill the people who destroyed my medicine, then there would have been no further matters. I have not lost my reputation, so naturally, I would have had the time to slowly search for medicine.

"Senior Zombie, Senior Zombie, you … you're saying …?" Zhang Jia suddenly opened her eyes wide, staring at Qian Yilin in shock.

"That's right, that's right. That's your senior sister, she's also my medicine, and you, are my medicine as well. It's a pity, there's no more left for me to use," Qian Yilin said.

"You're crazy! You're not my master, you're a Spirit Demon cultivator, you're a demon!" Zhang Jia collapsed, and she roared loudly. When she found out that she was only a medicine cultivated by her master, she could not accept this fact.

"Spirit Demon Dao, mmm, not bad, I like that name." Qian Yilin was not angry at all after hearing that, instead, he felt very happy.

"Why, tell me, why?" Zhang Jia regained some rationality and asked with a sinister look.

"Why? Is that hard to understand? " Qian Yilin said instead, "Since it is a medicine, then it is naturally used to treat patients."

"Heal her, save her! No, no, I don't believe you, tell me, let me be the one to understand, tell me!" Zhang Jia shouted crazily once again. If she could move her hands, she felt that her hair was about to be grabbed clean.

"You still don't understand? Something's wrong with my body, so I need medicine to treat it," Qian Yilin replied.

After she finished listening, Zhang Jia stood there in a daze. She understood, she finally understood why her master was eighty years old, but had a body condition similar to that of a forty year old, because of medicine, medicine made from corpses, why, after the corpse was burnt to ashes, he would be so angry, and that was why he thought about revenge. And now, his body had recovered to be eighty years old, so he wanted to refine medicine once more.

"Qian Yilin!" Zhang Jia shouted word by word, "Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Unfortunately, this kind of curse didn't really matter to Qian Yilin, because he knew that his disciple wouldn't even have the chance to become a ghost. Her soul was also a part of the medicine and would be locked within his body.

Since he had clearly revealed the problem, Qian Yilin did not care about Zhang Jia's murderous gaze. He inserted the silver needle back and used a spoon to scoop the remaining medicinal ingredients into a large jar one by one. Then, he slowly closed the iron door and left the basement.