chapter 14 Soul Locking Soup ===

A man in black robes was leaning on a crutch made of dead wood. His face was extremely pale, but he was standing not far in front of Rusk Cunning. The man in black robe noticed someone behind him and turned around first.

The old man in black robe! Rusk Cunning hands and feet suddenly felt cold, but he seemed to have been seriously injured. His face was uglier than before, and he also lost a leg. The only difference from what he had left a few months ago was that he had a few more black ones around his waist. bag.

"Are you still in the valley? Very good, very good, cough cough"

When the old man in black robe saw Lu Xiaotian, his eyes lit up. Due to the injury, he coughed violently, and there was faint blood oozing out of his abdomen.

"Geng, master Faelon!"

Rusk Cunning finished shouting in his heart. If the old man in black robe found out that there were only a few green worms eating each other in the cave, he didn't know how angry he would be. However, seeing that the old man in black robe had a broken leg, Rusk Cunning couldn't help but take two steps back, feeling the urge to escape.

"Come back!" The black-robed old man's eyes were so vicious. He could tell at a glance that Rusk Cunning wanted to escape, and he reached out and made a move from afar.

What's going on? Rusk Cunning felt panic in his heart, his body was restrained by a huge force, and he involuntarily floated towards the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe attracted Rusk Cunning to his side and asked, "Why do you want to run away when you see me? Am I scary?"

"I, I"Rusk Cunning mumbled a few times, not daring to tell the truth.

"Well, you really want to learn magic. In the past, I didn't want to accept a disciple. But now, I'm seriously injured and I'm afraid I won't last long. I still need to find someone to pass on my mantle. Are you willing to be my disciple? ?" A strange color flashed on the face of the old man in black robe, he pinched Rusk Cunning's wrist and said pleasantly.

"Accept me as your disciple?"

Rusk Cunning looked surprised. In the past, the old man in black robe was not willing to say a word to him except asking him to do some chores. Now he actually said that he would accept him as a disciple. While he was happy, he also had a trace of doubt.

"Yes, I won't live much longer. If I don't accept a disciple at this time, why don't I put all my skills in the coffin?"

The old man in black robe coughed up some more blood. The third-level talisman was really powerful. He tried his best to withstand most of the attacks, but he was still shot by two arrows. The loss of a leg was not fatal. What really made it difficult for him to survive. It was the arrow in the abdomen that had hurt his heart. Not to mention a monk who has perfected Qi Refining, even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage without a superior healing elixir would still be fatal.

"Yes, Master. Disciple pays homage to Master."Rusk Cunning was inexplicably excited. He didn't expect that the old man in black robe would be willing to accept him as his disciple, and he leaned over to worship him.

"That's it, that's all. I won't have to give you some false gifts. You can take me back to the cave as soon as possible. Your time as a teacher is running out. If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid I won't have time to teach you anything." The old man in black robe grabbed Rusk's wrist and said Don't let him bow down.

"Yes, master, no, but I haven't gone back for nearly two days, and those shadow ants are probably..." Originally , Rusk Cunning planned to leave directly, but at this time, the old man in black robe was willing to accept him as a disciple, so he didn't plan to hide it any more. Go ahead and admit your mistake directly.

"A few shadow ants are nothing. If they die and then cultivate a batch, they will go back first."

The old man in black robe shook his head, and Rusk Cunning was a little surprised. The master's attitude changed so much.

"Then the disciple will carry you back." Although Rusk Cunning was surprised, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that being a disciple should be different from a handyman.

"No need, just let me go." The old man in black robe shook his head.

Before he finished speaking, Rusk Cunning felt as if there were waves of soft wind pushing behind him. The old man in black robe had his crutches on the ground, and then he floated several feet away with his movements extremely nimble.

Rusk Cunning was secretly surprised. The master was indeed very powerful. With enough energy, he could take a step of about half a foot. However, even when the master was seriously injured and lost a leg, he still carried him, and he could reach a distance of about three feet with one step. Now that he had become a disciple, he felt that the relationship between the two was much closer than before, so he asked aloud,

"Master, what kind of magic did you use? It's really powerful. Can I learn it too in the future?"

"In the future, you will learn to be more powerful than a teacher. If you are a teacher, don't talk." The old man in black robe breathed heavily.

Hearing the master's heavy voice, Rusk Cunning quickly shut his mouth and remained silent.

The distance of five or six miles was not that far in such a hurry. After a while, the cave blocked by stones appeared in front of us.

The old man in black robe waved his hand, and a whirlwind blew past, and the stones in front of the cave were blown away. Rusk Cunning was very excited when he saw it. Just when he was about to speak, he thought of what his master had told him and quickly swallowed the words back.

"Go quickly, boil a bucket of water, and when the water is hot, pour this bottle of medicine into the water." The old man in black robe handed Rusk Cunning a small medicine bottle and spit out a mouthful of blood. He spent a lot of energy in rushing like this. The injuries on his body were aggravated.

Seeing that the black-robed old man's injury was so serious, Rusk Cunning nodded quickly and did as he said. There was water in the cave before. Soon, he boiled a bucket of water as the old man in black robe said, and moved stones to block the entrance of the cave again as the old man in black robe said.

"The sky won't stop me. I finally caught up with the time. If I hadn't met this kid, maybe I would have perished in this canyon." The old man in black robe breathed a sigh of relief and murmured.

"Master, the cave has been blocked with heavy equipment."Rusk Cunning clapped his hands and said.

"Well, sit in the bucket." The old man in black robe nodded and said kindly.

Under the light, Rusk Cunning hesitated for a moment, feeling that the old man in black robe looked at him a little strangely, but he couldn't say what was strange about it.

"Don't go in yet." The old man in black robe urged.

They have accepted him as their disciple, so there shouldn't be anything wrong. If things don't go well, the worst he can do is get another whipping. Rusk Cunning thought so and sat in the bucket as he was told. As soon as the potion touched his body, he was suddenly a little startled and felt as if his pores were closed. Immediately afterwards, his whole body felt like being pierced by countless steel needles, and it stung extremely. He screamed and instinctively wanted to get up and leave the bucket.

At this time, the old man in black robe pressed his withered fingers on his forehead, making him unable to move. At the same time, he let out a weird laugh, and with a sinister expression on his face, he said with a sharp smile, "My good disciple, lock your soul for the master." How does the soup taste?"

"You, what are you going to do to me?"Rusk Cunning didn't understand what Soul Locking Soup was, but when he saw that the black-robed old man in front of him had completely changed into a sinister and terrifying face, he asked with some trepidation in his heart. At this time, he also reacted Come here, the old man in black robe may have ulterior motives for accepting him as his disciple, but he doesn't know what the other party's intention is.