On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

The gust of wind brought by the wings of the mechanical moth ruffled the hair on the old man's forehead.

He looked intently, as if he was floating towards us.

I was stunned.

I thought to myself that this person was either a god or a monster.

Zhang Lingchuan opened the car door, then walked up to the old man with a nod and bowed, and shouted with an apology.

"Master, what kind of wind brought you here in person?"

Master!

Hearing this call, I was stunned.

Not only me, but also Yan Shifang and Kong Sanniang were stunned on the spot, looking at each other.

"There were rumors before that Zhang Lingchuan has a close relationship with Qianjimen. I really didn't expect that they are actually a master-disciple relationship?"

Yan Shifang's voice came from behind.

But I always feel like something is not quite right.

Zhang Lingchuan was knowledgeable in hundreds of schools of thought, the most famous of which was the art of aversion to victory.

Besides, he can't even make a hidden weapon, how could he be a disciple of Qianji Sect?

The old man with a bone-like immortality lowered his head and glanced at him, and let out a cold snort from his nostrils.

"Back then you stole the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella and went down the mountain secretly. There was no news about it for many years."

"Now that you suddenly come to recognize me as master, don't think that I don't know what your plans are!"

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Lingchuan's forehead, and his smile became even wider: "In the past few years, my disciple has been thinking about his master day and night outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's face turned angry.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the mechanical moths flying in the sky suddenly stabbed in the direction of Zhang Lingchuan.

I was so shocked that I kicked the car door open and rushed out immediately: "Boss!"

The old man's eyes were stern, and when he turned to look at me, my body couldn't help but tremble...

"Who are you."

The aura about him is very special.

It always gives me an ethereal feeling of not belonging to this world.

After hearing this, I couldn't help but respectfully reply: "To my senior, I am a clerk in Zhang Lingchuan's shop, and my name is Yu Tianyi."

He looked me up and down and said disdainfully: "It's not fun to hang out with Zhang Lingchuan!"

After the old man finished speaking, Zhang Lingchuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

It wasn't until there were flowers on his forehead that the old man said calmly: "Get up."

Zhang Lingchuan did not dare to make any mistakes. After getting up, he explained his intention.

"Master, I had no choice but to leave Qianji Mountain in the early years."

"Over the years, I have worried all the masters. It is really an unfilial disciple."

"I went up the mountain this time because there have been some rumors circulating in the world recently..."

The old man turned around slowly: "Are you talking about the Rakshasa prophecy? We didn't take it to heart. But since you are back, go up the mountain and take a look at your other masters."

After he finished speaking, the mechanical moths surrounding us gradually dissipated in other directions.

In just a few seconds, the forest returned to the usual silence.

We followed Zhang Lingchuan and slowly walked deeper into the forest.

But at this moment, I suddenly caught a glimpse that the old man seemed to be really floating!

I was so shocked that I hurriedly grabbed Zhang Lingchuan's clothes, lowered my voice and said, "Boss, why is your great master floating on the ground..."

"He can't really be a god."

Zhang Lingchuan turned his head, looking speechless.

"Qian Ji Sect is best at making magic weapons."

"Didn't you see that there is a mechanism under my master's feet..."

After hearing what he said, I quickly lowered my head.

Suddenly, he discovered that while his clothes were flipping, there was indeed something dark under the old man's feet.

In my heart, I had to marvel again at the mystery of Qianjimen's craftsmanship.

At the same time, I saw Kong Sanniang and Yan Shifang looking at each other, their expressions becoming a little ugly.

The mountains are winding and winding, and the roads are like a maze.

We finally reached the top of the mountain, and a quaint courtyard appeared in front of us.

There is a plaque on it with the three characters "Qianjimen" written on it.

I learned from the conversation between Yan Shifang and Kong Sanniang that the master Zhang Lingchuan mentioned was Fang Tianji, the master of Qianji Sect.

This man has an arrogant character and a pair of magical hands.

The Special Bureau sent people to visit him three times with gifts, but in the end, they were thrown at the foot of the mountain with their belongings.

They are like real gods.

When we followed Fang Tianji into the Qianji Gate, we heard Zhang Lingchuan say: "Watch your steps, follow my pace, be careful to step in the wrong direction..."

His words were delayed for a moment, and I suddenly stumbled and touched a piece of moss beside the stone steps.

As a result, the mechanism was triggered, and suddenly lotus-shaped hooks appeared under his feet!

In my haste, I had no choice but to do a sideways somersault, and the hook extending from the ground missed the point, but it broke off a big stone on the side of the road.

"Fuck—"

If this pinched my feet, I would be a useless person now.

But the moment he landed, another strand of thread in the air was involved.

I thought it was over, I was afraid that something had been triggered again.

Kong Sanniang and Yan Shifang stepped forward to help me, but when they moved like this, the organs in the yard also moved!

A few of us were in a state of extreme embarrassment as we evaded the hidden weapons of the agency.

But I have been wrapped into a big rice dumpling by the layers of silk threads.

Kong Sanniang was entangled by a ghost hand and cursed: "What the hell is this, where are you touching it!"

Although Yan Shifang was calm, he was prevented from getting even closer by a circle of strange branches.

In the end, Zhang Lingchuan sighed and begged for mercy: "Second Master, you have a lot, please spare our lives."

After Zhang Lingchuan showed weakness, the mess of organs in the yard stopped.

My whole body ached from being tortured, and I thought to myself that this is too damn evil!

An old man with the same white hair walked out of the house calmly.

The beard on his chin reached to his chest.

I guess this person must be the second master Zhang Lingchuan mentioned.

It's just that although he has a pleasant look on his face, he doesn't say anything nice when he opens his mouth.

"Eh? Zhang Lingchuan, why aren't you dead yet?"

I choked and coughed a few times.

I wonder why the two old men in Qianji Sect have such different personalities...

One starts by wanting us to die, and the next we meet, he curses us to death.

However, instead of being angry, Zhang Lingchuan said to him with a playful smile: "Second Master is not dead yet, how can I get ahead of you?"

After hearing this, the old man actually stroked his beard and raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha——"

"You can still choke on me, which means the situation is not too bad."

"Tell me, what do you want to steal from us when you come back this time?"

Zhang Lingchuan stopped smiling and became serious.

"Second Master, I am not this kind of person."

Fang Tianji, who had been silent just now, snorted coldly after hearing this: "That's the kind of person you are."

After we cleaned up the mess, we hurriedly followed them into the inner hall.

After sitting down, Zhang Lingchuan looked serious.

"Reporting to the two masters, in fact, in addition to worrying about the prophecies that have been circulating recently, I returned to Qianjimen this time because of one thing."

He was laughing and laughing a second ago, but this second he suddenly became serious, which even made my heart skip a beat.

Zhang Lingchuan said solemnly: "I have found the legendary immortal heart!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two old men changed.

They looked at each other, and the atmosphere became weird.

Zhang Lingchuan clenched his fists: "You said that my father disappeared for many years in order to find the legendary Immortal Heart to extend my mother's life."

"Now I have found the will to never give up, but where is my father?"