A man in black was leaning on a cane made of dead wood. His face was very pale, but he was standing in front of Lu Xiaotian not far away. When the man in black found someone behind him, he first turned around.

Old man in black! Lu Xiaotian's hands and feet were suddenly cold, but he seemed to be seriously injured. His face was even worse than before, and he also lost a leg. The only difference from leaving a few months ago was that there were several black bags around his waist.

"Are you still in the valley? Good, good, cough..."

When the black robed old man saw Lu Xiaotian, his eyes brightened. Due to the injury, he coughed violently and blood exuded from his abdomen.

"Geng, Geng Lao!"

Lu Xiaotian secretly screamed. If the old man in black robes found that there were no more than a few green insects left in the cave, he didn't know how angry he would be. However, seeing that the old man in black had broken a leg, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help taking two steps back and had an impulse to escape.

"Come back!" the black robed old man's eyes were so fierce that he saw Lu Xiaotian's intention to escape at a glance, and stretched out his hand to move away.

Well, what's going on? Lu Xiaotian was frightened. His body was bound by a great force and drifted to the old man in black involuntarily.

The old man in black adsorbed Lu Xiaotian to his side and asked, "why do you see me trying to escape? Am I terrible?"

"I, i..." Lu Xiaotian stammered a few times, afraid to tell the truth.

"Well, you really want to learn magic. In the past, I didn't want to take an apprentice, but now, I'm seriously injured. I'm afraid I can't last long. I still need someone to inherit my mantle. Would you like to be my disciple?" the old man in black robe flashed on his face, pinched Lu Xiaotian's wrist and said happily.

"Take me as a disciple?"

Lu Xiaotian looked surprised. The old man in black robe didn't even want to say a word to him except telling him to do some chores. Now he actually said he would accept him as a disciple. While he was happy, there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

"Yes, I won't live long. If I don't take an apprentice at this time, can't I take all my skills to the coffin?"

The black robed old man coughed up a few threads of blood again. The fourth level talisman was really powerful. He did everything he could to survive most of the attack. He was still shot with two arrows. Losing one leg was not fatal. What really made him unsustainable was that the arrow in his abdomen had hurt his lungs. Not to mention a friar with great perfection of Qi refining, even if the friar in the foundation period does not have a superior healing elixir, it is also fatal.

"Yes, master, I'll see you." Lu Xiaotian was excited. Unexpectedly, the old man in black robe was willing to accept him as a disciple. He bent down and wanted to worship.

"Just, just, some false rites will be avoided. Take me back to the cave quickly. I don't have much time to be a teacher. If I don't hurry, I'm afraid I won't have time to teach you anything." the old man in black robe grabbed Lu Xiaotian's wrist and didn't let him worship.

"Yes, Shifu, no, but I haven't been back for nearly two days. I'm afraid those shadow ants......" originally, Lu Xiaotian 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 intend to hide it any more and confessed his mistakes directly.

"A few shadow ants are nothing. If you die and cultivate another batch, you'll go back first."

The old man in black shook his head. Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised. The master's attitude changed a lot before and after.

"That disciple carries you back." although Lu Xiaotian was surprised, he was relieved and thought that being a disciple should be different from a factotum.

"No, just follow me." the old man in black shook his head.

Before the words fell, Lu Xiaotian felt that there seemed to be a soft wind pushing behind him. When the black robed old man's crutch was a little on the ground, he took him out a few feet away, and his action was very light.

Lu Xiaotian was surprised. The master was really powerful. He could step out about half a Zhang in one step with enough mana. When the master was seriously injured and lost a leg, he took him with him, and there was a distance of about three Zhang in one step. Since he had worshipped the master, he felt that the relationship between them was much closer than before, so he asked aloud,

"Master, what spell are you using? It's really powerful. Can I learn it in the future?"

"You can learn later. It's more powerful than being a teacher. Don't talk if you're hurt." the old man in black panted heavily.

Listening to the master's heavy voice, Lu Xiaotian quickly closed his mouth and kept silent.

The distance of five or six miles was not far under such a hurry. A moment later, the cave blocked by stones appeared in front of us.

With a wave of his hand, the old man in black robe blew a whirlwind, and the stones in front of the cave were blown away one after another. Lu Xiaotian was so excited that he was about to speak. Thinking of what the master had told him, he quickly swallowed his words back to his stomach.

"Go quickly and burn a bucket of water. After the water is hot, pour this bottle of medicine into the water." the old man in black robe handed Lu Xiaotian a small medicine bottle and spit out a mouthful of blood. He spent a lot of energy on his way just now, and his injury increased a bit.

Seeing that the old man in black was so serious, Lu Xiaotian nodded and did what he said. There was water in the cave before. Soon, he burned a bucket of water as the old man in Black said, and moved a stone again to block the hole as the old man in Black said.

"The days are endless. I finally caught up with the time. If I hadn't met this boy, maybe I would really fall into the canyon." the old man in black relaxed and murmured.

"Master, the cave has been blocked up again." Lu Xiaotian clapped his hands and said.

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

Under the light, Lu Xiaotian hesitated and felt that the old man in black looked at him strangely, but he couldn't say anything strange.

"Not yet," urged the old man in black.

He has been accepted as a disciple. There should be nothing wrong. If things are not done well, he will be whipped again. Lu Xiaotian thought so and sat in the bucket. Once the potion touched his body, he was a little surprised and felt that the pores seemed to be closed. Then up and down the whole body, it was like being stabbed by countless steel needles. He screamed and instinctively wanted to get up and leave the bucket.

At this time, the old man in black robe pressed his dry fingers on his forehead and made him unable to move. At the same time, he made a strange smile in his mouth. His face was very gloomy and said with a sharp smile, "my good disciple, what's the taste of soul locking Soup for the teacher?"

"You, what are you going to do to me?" Lu Xiaotian didn't understand what soul locking soup was. He just saw that the old man in black robe had completely changed his gloomy and terrible face. He asked with some hair in his heart. At this time, he also reacted. I'm afraid the old man in black robe had a sinister intention to accept him as a disciple, but he didn't know what the other party was up to.