Volume Four Chapter 765: Master

"My true self, return to my original heart!"

With a kind smile slightly raised at the corners of his mouth, Yuan Lao pointed to his body and said leisurely: "Zhuo Fan, you see this old man's cultivation in the bone-forging realm is not a cover-up or deliberately pretending to be a pig and a tiger, but It is the real cultivation of the Bone Forging Realm, and it is made by cultivating this true secret!"

The pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly, Zhuo Fan and Chu Qingcheng looked at each other, both of them were shocked.

This old Yuan can clearly kill a master of the Void Transformation Realm in one move, but he is a Bone Forging Realm cultivation base. Could this true art make the cultivation base go backwards?

Seemingly seeing the surprise in their hearts, Yuan Lao went on to explain: "The Authentic Secret Art is a kind of mind-cultivation art, and when it is shown, it means that the cultivation base is going backwards, or more precisely, it is returning to the essence. And when the strength is advanced, when the cultivation base returns to the far point, as innocent as a child, and the strength has reached the great vehicle of life, the old man dare not think about that realm, and as for what will happen next, the old man dare not even think about it. It is strength and cultivation. In order to become one, to return to a far point, or to reach another realm, this old man has a low cultivation base, but he can’t think so much. I just hope that someone can achieve that kind of mood, help this old man to verify it!”

It's another masterpiece that has never been verified by anyone!

Holding the jade slip tightly, Zhuo Fan's eyes trembled slightly, and he was excited for a while.

He has never thought of such a cultivation method, just like what Yuan Lao said. The cultivation base has retreated to the initial stage, and the strength has reached the emperor realm. What will happen in the future?

There is no retreat for cultivation, and there is no way to advance in strength. Once this restriction is broken, what will happen afterward? Open a new door for cultivation, or will it be turned to ashes and return to chaos?

He didn't know about this kind of thing, but for some reason, his heart throbbed and he was inexplicably excited. Such a challenge, even if his body is shattered, is worth a try!

"Zhuofan, you are a person who is willing to work hard on Taoism, not completely pursuing strength. This true secret is in your hands, I hope you can help this old man find the answer!"

Taking a deep look at Zhuo Fan, Yuan Lao's beard was slightly warped, but there was a loneliness flashing in his eyes from time to time: "Alas, I originally wanted to pass this unique method to my apprentice, but unfortunately he has left. The farther the Dao is, the person who is not entrusted by the true art. Without understanding of the Dao, it is difficult to return to the true self only with strength and cultivation, but it is far from the true meaning of this art, and it is a waste to give him..."

"Master!"

However, before the long sigh of Yuan Lao fell, a familiar light drink was clearly passed into his ears.

The body couldn't help but shake, Yuan Lao slowly raised his head to look over, but saw that Zhuo Fan was already kneeling on the ground with a plop, he respectfully kowtowed three times, and shouted: "Thank you Master for the kindness of the art, disciple It will definitely live up to your expectations!"

He couldn't help being stunned for a while, Yuan Lao didn't seem to have reacted yet, Chu Qingcheng said with a chuckle: "Yuan Lao, er no, Master, Zhuo Fan has never owed any favors in his life, how much kindness he has received from others, how much he must pay back to others. Benefit. Now that he worships you as his teacher, it can only mean that your set of martial arts is very important to him, and it is difficult for him to repay him. Except for respecting him with the respect of his master, there is no other way to repay him!"

"Master, didn't you just ask me, did you take the Moce Sect as your home? Now I can tell the Master clearly that as long as the Master is in the Moce Sect for one day, the Moce Sect will be my home. I will never forget it!" Looking up, a red mark appeared on Zhuo Fan's forehead, but he still said firmly in his eyes.

Slightly stunned, Yuan Lao looked at Zhuo Fan deeply and was stunned. It took a long time to recover, but there was already fog in his eyes, he nodded excitedly and said: "Okay, very good, pass this formula to You can be regarded as my apprentice. I have no regrets. Zhuo Fan, you are a man of Taoism. No matter your understanding and aptitude, you are much higher than being a teacher. I'm waiting for that day to come!"

"Master has won the prize!"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Zhuo Fan nodded and said with a smile: "It's just that the master gave the disciple such a big gift, and the disciple doesn't know what gift to give back, it's really embarrassing!"

"Hehehe... as expected by your wife, you really don't owe anyone anything."

Unknowingly laughed, Yuan Lao stroked his beard and said: "But this time, you have already given it as a teacher before, isn't that ten-grade Tongtian Pill!"

"How can a mere tenth-grade pill be compared to Master's skills?"

"Enough is enough. Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't often have it. You know the value of this practice, but some people abandon it like a clog. You can value this practice so much, and I am very gratified as a teacher!"

He couldn't help but chuckle, and Yuan Lao waved his hand indifferently: "You guys go down and wait outside!"

After bowing and bowing again, Zhuo Fan gave Yuan Lao a respectful look, and pulled Chu Qingcheng away from here.

Seeing the backs of the two of them push the door open, and then disappear, Old Yuan's eyes were always filled with a happy smile, and a little bit of tears were shining brightly.

Someone finally inherited his mantle...

Squeak!

Above the hall, the door opened, and Zhuo Fan and Chu Qingcheng came out. When Xie Wuyue, who had been waiting outside, saw it, she immediately turned her head and glared at them, her eyes full of doubts.

He seemed to be thinking, how could the two of them leave there safely, didn't Da Zong take the opportunity to kill them?

"Wuyue, come in!"

At this moment, Old Yuan's voice sounded again, Xie Wuyue stood up, passed by in front of the two of them, stared at them stubbornly, groaned angrily, and walked in.

Sitting safely on the futon, Yuan Yuan waved his hand, pointed to the futon in front, and said lightly, "Sit down!"

"Great worship, why don't you take the opportunity to kill it?

The two of them? As long as Zhuo Fan is dead, there are no leaders outside, plus the people in the inner sect, it is easy to suppress them! "

He gritted his teeth fiercely, Xie Wuyue's eyes were red, and he said with hatred: "These old immortals dare to follow Zhuo Fan, this little servant, against the sect, I really don't want to live!"

Looking coldly at his face full of anger, Old Yuan's eyelids trembled slightly. After taking a deep breath, he spit it out again. After pondering for a long time, he shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Wuyue..."

"What? Great offering, please tell me, what should we do?"

"Abdicate!" In the eyes of the ancient well, Yuan Lao faintly made a voice, Xie Wuyue heard it, but his body was shocked, and he said incredulously: "You... What did you say?"

"I mean... the position of the suzerain, you should retire!"

"Why?" However, upon hearing this, Xie Wuyue shouted, stood up abruptly, and looked at him unwillingly: "This sect is the dignified and upright Sect Master of Moce Sect, working hard for the sect. Hundred years. Especially this time, under the careful planning of this sect, the Moce sect will soon ascend to the position of the middle three sects, reaching a level that no one has reached in thousands of years. Why should this sect abdicate at this time? It was Zhuo Fan and a bunch of old guys who violated the sect rules and rebelled first!"

Glancing at him sideways, Yuan Lao said coldly, "Then what do you want?"

"kill!"

Without any hesitation, Xie Wuyue shouted loudly: "These old people want to overthrow Lao Tzu, but there is no way, hum!"

"Then you have to think about the consequences of doing so!"

"What are you afraid of, anyway, there are 10,000 Holy Spirit mines, and within a hundred years, there will be as many elders to worship!" With certain pupils, Xie Wuyue's mad Xie Yi smiled and gritted his teeth.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yuan Lao sighed: "Wuyue, do you know how much this will cost our Moce Sect? Elder worship can be cultivated again, but the inheritance of the sect for thousands of years has been broken. This generation The worship of the elders is all cultivated by the masters of the sects from generation to generation, and the enthusiasm for the sect is unparalleled. This is incomparable to the elders who have been cultivated in batches with how many holy spirit mines are used. The foundation is crumbling!"

"Great worship, you need to worry too much. As long as there are iron sect rules, I'm not afraid that they won't listen, hehehe..."

"Hehe... Wuyue, you are still like this!"

Looking at Xie Wuyue's crazy face, Yuan Lao shook his head helplessly, and said disappointedly: "Do you know why Zhuo Fan can incite so many people to oppose you this time? It's because you do things on weekdays and are too unreasonable. Face, lawless, self-willed, sinister and vicious. People are afraid of you in the bottom of their hearts, you think it is power, but if you turn around, it becomes a butcher's knife that will kill you."

"The reason why Zhuo Fan dared to identify these people before he fought Xuan Tianzong, even if he knew that he was falsely preaching the imperial edict, would not take him, but would rebel against you with him, because you left fear in their hearts. This kind of fear will eventually turn into resentment and become a torrent of anti-you. Anyway, if you come back, you will die, but you will die anyway. Why don't you fight and kill you first? Zhuo Fan knows this well, so he faked it. You have nothing to fear against Xuan Tianzong, as long as he ties everyone together."

Violently clenched his fists, Xie Wuyue could not help gnashing his teeth angrily: "Damn Zhuo Fan, you are so deliberately plotting against me, I shouldn't have let you leave safely in the first place!"

"Wuyue, you have been deviated from people's hearts, the general trend is gone, forget it!"

With a helpless sigh, Yuan Lao said quietly: "If you had known today, you should really take a good look at Zhuo Fan's usual royal way. You should know that he has no feelings for the sect, and he will not attack anyone in the sect. But he just wants to convince all those who follow him. The old man thinks that he is more suitable for the position of suzerain than you!"

Eyelids trembled slightly, Xie Wuyue was already mad, she couldn't hear a word, she just kept clenching her teeth and cursing: "Damn, I'm really fucking bringing wolves into the room and letting this idiot pry me..."

"No Moon!"

With a loud shout, Yuan Yuan gave him one last stern look, and finally sighed and gritted his teeth: "In this position, you have to retire, and you have to retire if you don't. If you don't want to pass the throne on your own, then Don't blame the old man for being ruthless, using the power of big offerings to abolish you, and everyone's faces are not good-looking at that time!"

She couldn't help shaking her body, Xie Wuyue looked at Yuan Laodao incredulously, her eyes were full of stunned: "No... No way, big worship, you want to abolish me for that kid?"

Without speaking, Yuan Lao gently closed his eyes, as if holding back the tears in his eyes, then opened his eyes, already made up his mind, stood up abruptly, and walked out: "Evil Sect Master, come with me, in front of everyone In the face of people, the old man wants to announce this matter and calm down the war!"

"Wait, you can't do this, I'm the suzerain you've always embraced!"

"That's the past!" Yuan Lao kept walking.

"This Zhuo Fan is contrary, your big worship will announce that I have abolished the position of the suzerain, which will only make people feel that you are timid and afraid of Zhuo Fan. You, the legend of the Moce Sect, the first master of the sect. Where are you putting your face?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as it is beneficial to the sect, what is this old man's face?" Yuan Lao's face was stern, and his body kept moving forward!

The eyelids couldn't help trembling, Xie Wuyue kept staring at the old figure who was about to walk out of the door, and finally gritted her teeth and shouted: "Master!"

squeak!

After a stagnation, Yuan Lao's feet finally stopped, and his eyes closed again helplessly...