Overcome the catastrophe

Unlike Ning Huolie and Wei Tianyu, who were sunny and bright, Situ Potian and Ling Zihan were very quiet.

The two were sitting in another room. From the hollowed-out roof, they could see the starry night sky. The stars were sprinkled, and the room was lit with faint starlight, which was enough for Ling Zihan to see Master's expression clearly.

Situ Potian looked at the little apprentice with a dazed look in his eyes.

Ling Zihan waited patiently without any doubts.

After a while, Situ Po said geniusly, "I have never taught an apprentice, nor have I ever been a teacher, so...where do I start?"

Ling Zihan replied calmly, "We can discuss it slowly."

"Yeah." Situ Potian thought for a while, "What martial arts have you learned? What mentality did you use?"

"I have only practiced the basic eight methods, and the mental methods I practice have no attributes." Ling Zihan said seriously, "My father and one of my uncles are both high-level powerhouses. They said that my martial spirit is the most suitable for practicing "Wan "Evil Immortal Art", but this top-level exercise has long been lost, and it is impossible to find it, and some exercises that are probably derived from that exercise are also incomplete, and they will drive people crazy."

"Really?" Situ Potian raised the corners of his lips slightly upwards, "It's really difficult to practice this skill, and there are many other mental martial arts suitable for the dark department, so it's best not to practice it if you don't have enough determination. The cultivation method was obtained by accident when I was young, but it was seriously lacking. I tried and tried repeatedly in the process of cultivation, and finally completed it according to the characteristics of my own martial soul."

"Amazing." Ling Zihan praised.

Situ Potian didn't have a computer to help simulate the deduction, and relying on his own exploration bit by bit, he was able to create a top-level kung fu based on a seriously missing and damaged kung fu, and reached the height of becoming a god, which shows his ingenious talent and perseverance heart.

Situ Potian was not humble in front of his apprentices, and he did have enough capital to be proud.He said lightly: "Your martial spirit is very similar to mine, so what your elders said is correct, you are the most suitable for practicing my exercises. I have been lonely since I was a child, and I have experienced ups and downs, largely because I The two martial souls. There are very few dark-type martial souls on the original ancient land. In people's inherent concept, this kind of martial soul comes from hell or the devil world. Therefore, I was almost killed as soon as I opened my spirit. It was my parents who took me out desperately, but died of serious injuries and died in a few years. I grew up alone, and it can be said that the world Enemy, every step I took was full of killings, corpses littered the fields, and the sky was stained with blood. If I hadn't met Huolie, I would have become a devil, killing the world, and even destroying the entire Feilu world." He said coldly There was a bit of emotion in the voice, and the vicissitudes gradually appeared in the eyes.

Ling Zihan listened quietly, full of admiration for this god-level master who had struggled to escape the extreme danger caused by prejudice since he was a child and grew up tenaciously.In the past 100 million years, less than ten great emperors have become gods in the entire Feilu world. Only Emperor Potian's martial soul belongs to the dark system. Before he steps into the god rank, all the martial souls of the dark system will be killed. The cultivator is naturally extremely resentful, and then becomes a demon, becoming a bloodthirsty and indiscriminate demon cultivator, so the vicious circle, the concept that the owner of the dark martial soul must become a demon is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. will be killed without mercy.Until the large-scale invasion of the demons and the underworld, the cultivators retreated steadily, and the Emperor Potian was born out of nowhere. He completely suppressed all the demons with the god-level dark martial soul, and joined forces with the Huolie Emperor to wipe out the intruders in one fell swoop. Only then did the practitioners change their minds, they were no longer so extreme towards the possessors of dark-type martial souls, and were a little more tolerant.The Youlan Ling family grew up after this, and after the two great emperors ascended, they shined brilliantly when the demons invaded again, becoming the only family of dark martial souls among the eight super families.

"Although cultivators are no longer so extreme, prejudice is deeply rooted and always exists." Situ Potian's voice was unhurried, "Your family all have ghost spirits, and the most powerful of the six declining super families It was your Ling family who were besieged and killed first, and I don't think there may be no reason for this."

"Hmm." Ling Zihan nodded, "If dark-type martial spirits are severely discriminated against, it is very likely that some extreme cultivators can't tolerate the existence of a super family like ours, and they will unite to launch a surprise attack. Well, we drew our swords to help, and we were killed as a whole. Taking advantage of this opportunity, those ambitious families took advantage of the chaos, took advantage of the chaos, and besieged several other super families, including the families of the master and uncle. , leaving only the Jinwei clan of the craftsman family and the Yindantong clan of the alchemist family."

"My family?" Situ Potian looked complicated, "Situ is my mother's surname. In fact, my surname is Qin. It was the patriarch, elders and clan members of the Qin clan who wanted to kill me, even my grandfather and uncle. My grandfather, uncle, uncle, and aunt all persuaded my father to give up on me, but my grandfather and uncle firmly opposed it. They fought desperately to help my parents escape with me, and finally died in the hands of the elders of the Qin family. After I stepped into the holy rank, Zenghui clan revenge, the patriarch and several elders who killed my grandfather, uncle and parents committed suicide in front of me, and they strongly persuaded me, so I gave up. I changed my mother's surname to repay Situ's kindness to me, really Unexpectedly, even my family and Huo Lie's family would dare to do something." At this point, his expression became stern, "Xiaohan, you will definitely return to the ancient land of origin in the future to seek justice for your family, then even my family Let's avenge the hatred of the Huo Lie and the two families together."

"Okay." Ling Zihan agreed without hesitation.

"It's no accident that we were able to defeat the six super families in one fell swoop. There must be a mastermind behind it, and it's powerful." Situ Potian looked at his apprentice with concern, "You stay here and practice the exercises I taught you seriously. "The Art of Immortal Evil" must be practiced to the sixth level before it is possible to protect oneself. It can be as little as ten years and as long as 20 years.

Ling Zihan hesitated for a moment, "Master, it's okay for me to stay here, it doesn't matter how many years, but my family needs protection, because I bring them great danger, I can't just stand by. Master, can my relatives and friends All my friends live in a nearby safe area? Let them live in peace, so that I can practice with peace of mind."

Situ Potian agreed, "You are my apprentice, so it is my job as a master to arrange for your family. Don't worry, I will ask Huo Lie to circle an area with a formation, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people. and cultivation, do you see enough?"

"Enough." Ling Zihan laughed happily.

Situ Potian was also very happy, unaware that there was something abnormal about a six-year-old child being so sophisticated and mature.When he was eight years old, he was enlightened, and then he fled thousands of miles. He saw his clansman chasing and killing him with a hideous face. He watched his beloved grandfather and uncle fight to the last moment, and blew his own martial soul tragically, tearing apart the siege, and creating for them With a glimmer of hope, seeing his parents drenched in blood, speeding up and speeding up again and again with a decisive way of burning martial souls, and leading him to escape from birth, he grew up almost overnight, took care of his seriously injured parents, evaded pursuers, and struggled. Survive.Now, although the apprentice is young, he has a pitiful background and grows rapidly in the face of adversity, which is normal.He couldn't bring children, but his disciples can think and express like adults, which makes him feel very good.

"When I was young, I went through many detours. Because I had no money and people were chasing people everywhere, I could only hide in the mountains, pick up some wild fruits or hunt some small animals to eat. Occasionally, I would meet dead cultivators. I picked up some exercises and combat skills from them, and I tried to cultivate them. Often the first and second floors are easy to cultivate, and it is wrong to go up, so I have to change the exercises and abolish the ones I have practiced before. If it is not for me Possessing divine grade dual martial souls, I have already died countless times.” His voice was still calm, and he didn’t care about the distant and difficult days, “Later, I rescued a demon who was hunted down by the righteous way, and he was still a Alchemist, but he was injured too badly. Although I bought him a lot of elixir, he didn't have the energy to make alchemy, so he could only teach me the art of alchemy. He lived a few more years, but he still didn't survive. Still dead, he gave me all his things before he died. Alchemists are relatively rich, and they can exchange a lot of good things with alchemy practitioners, so I started to embark on the correct path of cultivation." Speaking of Here, he smiled at the little apprentice, "You won't take these detours anymore, I will point you in the right direction, but you have to go by yourself."

"Yes, I will go on by myself." Ling Zihan looked at him, and keenly felt from his faint expression that he lacked care and love since he was a child, and he was alienated from feelings, but he always had some vague expectations. hope.There is affection between him and Ning Huolie, but it is only a kind of affection, family affection is what he longs to have but has never had.Ling Zihan didn't think too much, and moved with his heart, got up and walked forward, leaning into his arms, "Master, I will practice your skills well, return to the ancient land of origin, and find all the clansmen of Situ and Ning clan , bring them back to accompany you."

Children's bodies are always softer and more fragile than adults, but they are full of fresh vitality.Feeling the little apprentice's dependence, Situ Potian was at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.

Ling Zihan grabbed his slender hands, wrapped them around his waist, and said solemnly: "Master, I can cook very delicious dishes, how about I cook them for you?"

Situ Potian carefully controlled his strength, gently hugged his apprentice's small body, and said with a smile full of joy: "I haven't eaten secular food for thousands of years, and there are no ingredients here, so I don't need you, a child." Let’s cook. There are delicious spiritual fruits here, you can eat more of them, it’s good for your body.”

"Okay." Ling Zihan nodded obediently, "I will listen to Master."

Situ Potian was in a good mood, got up and took his hand, and took him to the garden to pick the spiritual fruit.