"This aura is a little weird..."

Chen Youniao murmured that when he went up the mountain during the day, he felt the rich spiritual energy of Yunshan, but he did not use his true power to examine it carefully. Now that he was in concentration, he immediately discovered the clues: the spiritual energy was not pure, mixed with traces of evil spirit!

According to this level of evil spirit, it means that there is evil in the mountain!

Chen Youniao was no longer calm. There was something evil in Yunshan Taoist Temple. This fact was shocking.

Lurking here?

Or specially raised?

Does Taoist Master Yunya know about it? As the only Taoist priest in the Taoist temple, he can have insight into the sensory world of spiritual energy, so he cannot hide it from him.

If so, the truth behind it is thought-provoking.

…

But he said that Taoist Yunming returned to his home. As a direct disciple of the Taoist abbot, he lived in a very good location, not far from the thatched cottage of Taoist Master Yunya. He pushed the door in, sat on the futon, closed his eyes, and thought

Talking about the matter: "Seeing that time is running out, Master, why has he been reluctant to speak up and issue a decree to appoint me as the host? This old man..."

The more I think about it, the more annoyed I become.

He followed Yun Ya to learn Taoism. In the eyes of others, it was a fate that many people could not ask for. However, as a client, Yun Ming's life was not easy. Yun Ya's requirements were harsh and strict. If he made any mistakes, he would be punished.

Punishment. More importantly, Yun Ming always felt that there was something wrong with the master's attitude towards him. It was not like a master-disciple relationship, but more like a master-servant relationship. In the past, Yun Ming thought that it was because of his dull qualifications that he was unable to learn.

It was slow, but later, he had doubts about it. If he had no qualifications, why would Yun Ya accept him as his disciple?

It can't be that Yun Ya made a mistake.

But what exactly happened, Yunming couldn't figure out. He was more concerned about Yunshan Taoist Temple presiding over the throne.

In today's world, the Buddhist family is in decline and the Taoist court is at its peak. Joining a Taoist sect is a guarantee of prosperity and wealth. The road to seeking immortality is too far and too difficult to walk. It is easier to hang out in the world of mortals and enjoy it to your heart's content.

A Taoist temple means tens of thousands of fertile fields and mountains of gold and silver treasures.

These wealth are numerous and clear, and every Taoist priest in the temple knows them clearly. Whoever inherits the Taoist temple has the power to control them.

Whoosh!

Suddenly the wind started blowing in the house, blowing on me with a strange chill.

Taoist Yun Ming was startled and opened his eyes suddenly. He saw a figure appearing in front of him. He was startled, and when he looked carefully, he saw that the figure was somewhat stooped, white-haired, and looked old: "Master, it's you.

?”

He immediately fell to his knees and said, "What do you want from me?"

There was a murmur in my heart. If the master wanted to find me, he could just ask the Taoist boy to come out and call him. Why did he come in person tonight?

Taoist Master Yun Ya came forward unsteadily and said, "Yun Ming, you have talked with Taoist Fellow Chen. What is his attitude?"

"Master, this Chen Daoyou is studying and wants to take the imperial examination. He has no plans to join the Taoist temple. He went up the mountain today just to inquire about the Tao market transactions. He probably wanted to exchange things and earn talisman money."

Yun Ya said "Oh": "It doesn't matter, everyone has their own ambitions, don't force it, just let them go."

Yun Ming stood up and moved a chair: "Master, please sit down."

Yunya sat down and panted: "Hey, I am really old."

Yun Ming didn't dare to sit down: "Master, with his profound cultivation, he will definitely live a long life..." The word "year" at the end cannot be said, because according to his true age, Yun Ya has already lived over a hundred years. To use this common saying,

The compliment took on a different meaning.

Yun Ya waved his hand nonchalantly: "I know my body, I'm afraid it won't be able to survive the New Year's holiday this year."

Yunming's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly said: "Isn't there a small dragon and tiger golden elixir in the temple?"

Yun Ya shook his head: "The life span is exhausted and the elixir is useless, unless..."

"Unless there is something, Master has given instructions, and the disciple will go through fire and water without any hesitation."

Taoist Yunming said eloquently that he understood that at this time, it is more important to show loyalty in order to be appreciated by the master. As for the way to extend life, even the dragon and tiger small golden pills are useless, what else can be done? Yunshan Taoist Temple

It's not the Four Great Places, it doesn't have much background at all.

Taoist Master Yunya looked at him: "Okay, it's not in vain for me to accept you as my disciple. Come over here. I have something to say to you as my teacher."

Yun Ming was secretly happy in his heart. Could it be that Master meant that he was going to officially pass on the throne? Finally, the day has come. He quickly knelt down and bowed to the ground uprightly: "Master, please give me your instructions."

Then, he felt a hand gently fall on the top of his head, as if caressing him.

It is a tradition to pass on the throne by touching the top.

Taoist Yunming was even more happy, but he didn't dare to show it. He knelt down without raising his head.

Taoist Master Yun Ya put a big hand with skin like pine bark on Yun Ming's head and murmured: "Yun Ming, do you still remember how many years have you been a disciple?"

Yun Ming hurriedly replied: "This disciple entered the profession at the age of eight, and it has been almost twenty-eight years now."

Yun Ya narrowed his eyes: "Twenty-eight years, the heat is not enough, but there is no way, time is not waiting for us, I can't wait any longer..."

Yun Ming, who was bowing his head on the ground, didn't understand what he heard. He subconsciously thought that the master was saying that he was too talented and had not learned much real skills to inherit the mantle. A hint of guilt arose in his heart.

The next moment, he heard the master say: "The heat is not enough, just use it..."

puff!

Yun Ya suddenly raised his head and slapped Yun Ming hard on the top of his head.

Taoist Yunming trembled all over, and then his body began to tremble. He raised his head in disbelief: "Master, you..."

In his eyes, Yunya's expression became as ferocious as a ghost.

Taoist priest Yun Ya gave a soft drink, his fingers formed into claws, and he grabbed it suddenly.

Under this grasp, Yun Ming suddenly felt that all the energy and blood in his body was being grasped, and then the energy and blood surged up to the top of his head.

It felt so painful, as if all the skin and bones in his body were torn apart. He wanted to scream, but his mouth was wide open and he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to resist, but he lost control of his limbs and couldn't move.

No.

Taoist Yunming was shocked, scared and in pain. Although he still didn't know what Master was going to do to him, it was definitely not a good thing.

"rise!"

Taoist priest Yunya stood up abruptly, his eyes widened, and with a pull of his five fingers, a large red mass was extracted from the top of Yunming's head.

Yun Ming's eyes immediately turned white, and he fell to the ground, shriveling up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wind blew, making his robes, which had become loose due to his withered limbs, rustling.

Yun Ya ignored him and concentrated all his energy on the red light in his hand. He held it with both hands and quickly cast out several spells.

The red light was originally about the size of a head, then slowly became solid, and finally resembled a fist, taking on a strange purple-red color.

After a short operation, Taoist Master Yunya was already sweating profusely and his fatigue was evident. The muscles on his face were trembling constantly. He sighed: "The form has not yet been formed and the intention has not been gathered. It is a pity that this blood pill..."

Then he put a fist-sized red light into his mouth and made a grunting sound, like swallowing flesh and blood.

He stood there, motionless for a long time, and suddenly his body shook, crackling like fried beans, and he straightened up. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and a layer of old skin fell off.
Chapter completed!