Nie Yan still didn't know what the shirt represents behind this little shirt? But the master's words were solemnly remembered in his heart.

But the crazy old Taoist was a little excited, as if he didn't want to say anything more. After packing the bamboo basket, he left the backyard. Before stepping out of the yard, he suddenly turned around and looked at Nie Yan: "Do you still remember what your biggest wish was when you were a child?"

"Slay demons and get rid of demons and become the hero who kills monsters in the world." Nie Yan didn't understand why his master mentioned this, but he subconsciously muttered to himself, as if he was an instinct.

"Now, you have mentioned it, but it's not like instinct, and you haven't forgotten it yet?" The crazy old Taoist looked at Nie Yan with a deep look, then shook his head and said, "But you must not be that hero. Your heart is like that piece of white paper. What will happen when you meet at the beginning, and what will become contaminated with. It's exquisite and transparent, and the dirt will naturally not be contaminated. How can love be dirt?"

"Master, what are you talking about?" Nie Yan clearly didn't understand the words of the crazy old Taoist, but he just thought that there seemed something wrong with Master today?

The crazy old Taoist shook his head: "You will soon remember it. I was outside the world and saw you, and I was sad in love. After spending more than ten years together, you also brought me into it. Maybe I will go up to the level, maybe I will fall into this in this life, but in these years, I can tell you in advance and I will have no regrets as a teacher."

"Master..." Nie Yan murmured.

The crazy old Taoist had already left, and only the wooden door in the backyard was creaking, as if it wanted to tell the story of the master and apprentice in this stone cliff courtyard over the years.

As the winter snow melts, the vitality of spring comes slowly.

Nie Yan was born at the intersection of winter and spring, and in a blink of an eye, he was already fifteen years old.

Today, the traces of Master are becoming increasingly difficult to see. Many trivial matters in life are even asked by Master Xu’s Taoist boy to take care of Nie Yan.

Just because he wanted to make preparations for Nie Yan's first opening, Su Hui, to the center of the small path world, Xiaolong Peak.

Kai Suhui is undoubtedly the number one event in the Taoist world.

Those who can become practitioners in this life are those who have talent, spiritual roots, and wisdom. Otherwise, they would never be able to successfully embark on the path of practitioners.

What's more, are there all the top cultivators in the Taoist realm?

And what is Su Hui? It is the wisdom and experience accumulated in several lifetimes, and the mind and nature... Opening Su Hui does not necessarily mean that you have to remember any past events, all kinds of past lives!

But it is to develop the strengths accumulated over the years and make full use of them.

No matter how bad it is, it will improve your understanding and wisdom!

However, the expressions are different. Some people who open Suhui several times may only improve their understanding, while others can see through the past and gain more understanding and wisdom after opening Suhui two or three times.

However, few people can gain something when they are around 15 years old.

Nie Yan didn't understand why Master cared about him so much this time. After all, it was the first time! He didn't understand why Master chose this time and would let him go down the mountain?

When Nie Yan thought of this incident, he felt relieved. When he went down the mountain, he would not know when he would return to this small path realm?

After that conversation, Nie Yan had no resentment in his heart. He only guessed that the master might have other profound meanings. He just made up his mind to do the shocking contribution and return to the mountain as soon as possible, and practice in peace and live a simple life, and stay by the master's side.

At this time, the boy from Xu Shibo's family had already brought fresh mountain springs and poured them into the boiled bone soup.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and smelled the fragrance of the bone-skinned soup with some intoxication. I turned my head and smiled and said to Nie Yan: "Brother Nie, I really envy you. Not only are the rules in the mountain gate far higher than those of my disciples, but I have been soaking the bone-skinned soup for several years at this age."

Nie Yan was studying and understanding a book of magic. Suddenly, he heard the little boy mention it like this, and couldn't help but put down the book in his hand and asked curiously: "It's okay to have this final example. I don't know how much I am? What does it mean? But this bone-sink soup is only one of the nine soups, and there are eight other types. Is it very novel?"

"Brother Nie, this is not novel?! This is obviously precious! Although there are nine soups in the mountain gate, these nine soups are the 'Tianfang' passed down from the legendary ancient witch. Even if the uncle and the master level have to soak once a year, it is considered a luxury. When it comes to the master, the uncle of the master can soak once a month, it is a great opportunity. On that day, the master opened the secret room of the mountain gate and asked your master to choose one of the nine soups for you, which shocked the mountain gate. But for some reason, your master chose the three soups." As soon as the boy talked about this secret past, he talked endlessly.

But Nie Yan was stunned on the spot.

He thought he had no sense of existence in this small Taoist world, and he often couldn't refuse the preacher's teachings. He didn't know many disciples, but he didn't expect the master to attach so much importance to him?

But... Nie Yan thought of this and couldn't help but look up and ask: "What is Xia San Tang?"

"Xia San Tang refers to the effect of Jiu Tang on the body, but don't practitioners pay more attention to the aspect of "spirit"? If you want to choose, then Xia San Tang is a bit useless. I wonder why your master made this choice?" The boy was puzzled as he spoke, and poured another bucket of spring water into the soup.

Nie Yan was completely speechless. It seemed that the master was hiding his own affairs. What is the choice of Santang?

Could it be that you will tell yourself thoroughly after you have enlightened yourself?

But the boy was a child after all, and he was a little too talkative, and couldn't help but say again: "But Brother Nie, you should also receive this treatment. I heard from my master (Master Xu) that you are the son of destiny."

Could it be that the son of destiny is the reason why the master wants to go down the mountain by himself?

Nie Yan seemed to have some answers in his heart, but he was not sure after all, so he could only hide it in his heart.

Now, don’t talk about asking Master, he said he wouldn’t talk about this question...but he didn’t even see Master.

In this way, another ten days passed.

The mad Taoist finally returned to the stone cliff. Nie Yan, who had not seen him for almost a month, suddenly realized that the master standing at the door seemed to be aging more than ten years old.
Chapter completed!