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Located in southern Sichuan, three hundred miles from Chengdu, a large mountain is called Mount Emei. The mountains are winding, the mountains are green, the scenery elegant.

Emei World Show.

It was already late at night.

The golden roof was still brightly lit.

If it was a large building, then it would be built between steep cliffs and precipitous cliffs, surrounded by strange rocks and ancient trees.

Since Guo Xiang founded the Emei Faction, this generation of the Good Old Ni has been the eighth generation. For some reason, the number of disciples decreased with each step. Sachiko also knew that this was not bad luck. It was because there were very few people who could endure hardships. To become the disciple of Emei, one had to suffer even more than the disciples of other sects. Not to mention, they were all female disciples.

Sachiko sighed.

He was sitting in his secret room, lit up by four oil lamps.

The good old nun walked over to the window and peeked outside. Under the window, a pale cliff gradually disappeared into the darkness. On the surrounding cliffs, the trees surrounded the area, causing waves of waves in the darkness.

On the cliff face one zhang away, there was a hole. There was a faint yellow light coming from the hole, and it seemed to be shaking. The good old man looked at the crescent moon in the sky and then looked down. With a flick of his right hand, he broke off a branch from the pine tree that was by the window. With a slight movement of his fingers, the branch shot down like an arrow towards the hole below. The light at the entrance of the cave flickered as a figure appeared on the stone wall. The corners of Good Old Ni's mouth slightly lifted, and his brows seemed to flash a smile. Waving his sleeves, he returned back to his seat at the table in front of the Pu Ji.

The moment he sat down, the light by the window flickered and almost went out! Sachiko wrinkled his brow. A figure entered through the window.

"Master!" A very sweet voice sounded out, immediately standing in front of Kindness.

"Hm!" Tong'er, you still haven't made much of a breakthrough! "Look at that lamp just now — it was almost extinguished by you."

Oh!" The girl named Tong'er was called Huo Ling Tong. Twenty years old. It was a very beautiful life. With her hair tied up in a purple scarf and a ponytail, she gave people a lively feeling. Her eyebrows were like jade, her phoenix eyes were clear and bright, yet as deep as the ocean. She had a small nose and a red mouth that was not smeared with grease. The skin on his face was as white as jade, and the powder had a tinge of red in it. A pair of small protruding hills, stretched taut by a plain, white dress, would certainly fascinate a man.

Hearing her master's question, her small nose began to sweat profusely. A pair of lily-white hands were fiddling with her clothes, not daring to look at her master.

"Ah, Tong'er, Master isn't blaming you. What I want to tell you is, you have to practice this technique step by step. "Haste makes waste!"

"Tong'er understands!" "Master!"

The good old man got up again and walked slowly to the window and looked out.

"Alas, to think that my sect is deserted now, my sect is truly unlucky …" Hearing her master mumble to herself, Huo Lingtong turned around and slowly followed. She didn't know how to comfort her master because she had heard her master say this more than ten times. In his heart, his master was even more intimate than his mother. Because when he was five years old, he was sold to a brothel as a maid by his heartless mother.

"Master …" Every time his Master sighed with emotion, he would just call her Master. There were really no better sentences that could be used to enlighten his Master. But he also knew very well that his master would probably never be able to get it in his life. Master often talked about how, as the Sect Leader, he wanted to bring glory and prosperity to the sect, not decline day by day.

"En — —" Sachiko suddenly turned around and immediately walked to the stone wall behind the table. He pressed the stone wall with his right hand, and a cracking sound rang out. A small hole appeared on the stone wall. It was like a small cabinet. He reached into it with his right hand and pulled out a bundle. He casually closed the cave entrance.

"Tong'er, come here —" Sachiko took the package and sat down cross-legged beside the table. He then placed the item in his hand on the table.

Huo Lingtong heard her master calling out to her and immediately walked up to him.

"Sit!"

He sat down in front of his master.

"Tong'er, I'm going out for a walk in a few days. I might go for at least three to five months, or at most a year and a half before I return. Take good care of yourself. Practice hard and don't be lazy! I will be taking you on when I get back! "

"Understood, Master." He did not speak again. It was because he knew why his master wanted to go out. Every year at this time, his Master would go out for a few months. Later on, he found out that his Master went out to find a fated person, namely, a disciple. It was not easy to be the disciple of Emei. Right now, on this mountain, other than a dozen or so old grandmothers helping to take care of the mountain's internal and external affairs, there was only one disciple from his Master. It was him. Huo Ling Tong. Fortunately, her master also treated her as his daughter. After following her master for more than ten years, she had almost passed on everything she knew to him. But he couldn't let his master be satisfied with what he had done. I've always felt guilty.

He saw Sachiko holding the package in both hands with a solemn look on his face.

It was a box wrapped in yellow brocade. After staring at it for a long time, the good old man slowly opened the box and took out a book.

The book was not very old. It was a little yellowish blue.

Sachiko took the book and flipped through it. "Tong'er, Master will give you this' Nine Yin True Scriptures' today —" Saying this, he stood up.

"This' Nine Yin True Scriptures' only has the second volume, it was bestowed upon me by my master, Master Jingyun. They were divided into the 'Nine Yin White Bone Claw' and the 'Spiral Nine Shadows'. "The Nine Yin White Bone Claw also has four stages, 'Golden Silk Hand', 'Soul Search Law', 'White Bone Claw', and 'External Techniques'. The 'Spiral Nine Shadows' is a movement technique, movement technique, footwork, and Supreme Qi."

"But you must remember, you must wait until your 'Jade Women's Heart Sutra' reaches the fifth stage before you can practice this technique!" Otherwise, it would bring about a fatal disaster! "Do you understand?"

"Got it, Master!" Huo Ling Tong only knew that since Master had kept this thing very secret and had spoken in such a careful manner, it must be a martial arts technique that Master valued very much. However, he did not know how much bloodshed this scripture had brought to the martial world.

"Ah, Tong-er. You're not young anymore. I was the one who brought you up since you were young. I know your personality very well. You have a gentle personality and a kind heart. However, there will always be a day when you leave your master and roam the Jianghu. Your master is worried that your personality will make you unable to differentiate between the dangers of this world and the difficulties you face … "Therefore, I still have to take you for a walk when I have the time. I have to learn a lot …"

Ah!" "Really, Master!?" Huo Ling Tong was overjoyed when she heard that they were taking her down the mountain.

"Not now — when you're done!" The good old man glanced back, his expression serious.

"Ehh!" He hurriedly stopped talking. Understanding his master's words was tantamount to not saying — Success? I probably won't be able to go down the mountain for the rest of my life.

"Thinking back to the time when our ancestor, Guo Xiang, was trapped by his emotions and had been searching for Yang for a long time, he finally came to his senses when he was almost forty years old and established the Emei Faction. But later on, every generation's Sect Leader was unable to escape from the circle of "love"! Back then, Zhou Duo Ruo wasn't just a love word, he had also caused many people to turn their backs on him and end his life with a red face! And every time this happens, my Emei Faction will decline day by day! In my generation! "Sigh …" Good old Ni could not help but look up at the sky and sigh. "I have also made the same mistake! — Emei now has only one disciple! Your master's heart! — — Sigh — — "The good old man looked back at Huo Lingtong." Your master has always thought that the word 'love' was like a knife! So, Tong'er, in the future, you must remember not to be moved by emotions! You know what? Otherwise, you will suffer for the rest of your life! Regret life! — — "Kacha! — —" Saying this, Sachiko waved his right hand, and his five fingers plunged into the stone wall! The expression on his face was extremely ugly.

"Master?!" Huo Ling Tong was shocked. He had never seen his master so angry. It was unknown what had caused his master to be so angry. He stood there in a daze, not daring to even breathe.

"Sigh! — — Look at your master — — hehehe —" Sachiko immediately retracted his hand as if he had realized something was amiss. His facial expression also relaxed.

He then walked to the other side of the stone wall and slapped it with his right hand as well, immediately revealing another hole, which was as tall as a person.

When the stone door opened, he saw a stone frame. On the shelf was a sword.

The kind old man grabbed the air and the sword appeared in his hand. He held his sword with both hands and looked at it carefully. His expression was as if he was looking at his own child, but there was joy in his eyes.

"Tong'er!" After a long while, Sosuke turned around to face Huo Ling Tong, his face suddenly turning frosty. Huo Lingtong was shocked!

"Kneel!" A cold voice rang out. Huo Lingtong had never heard such a cold voice come from her master. He was stunned and quickly kneeled on the ground.

"Huo Lingtong, catch the sword!" He saw that Sayo's face was solemn, and his voice was actually stern. With both hands, he held the sword in front of him.

Huo Lingtong was scared! He did not dare to ask, and slowly extended his two hands to receive the sword.

"Kowtow to Ancestor nine times!" Sachiko waved his right hand, and a door opened up at the bottom of the cave. A white jade statue appeared in front of him. A beautiful woman with a light veil tied around her waist.

"This is ancestral master Guo Xiang, right?" "So she's that beautiful!" As he thought this in his heart, he kowtowed nine times according to his master's instructions.

"Alright!" Get up-- "I didn't expect to be so kind all of a sudden! Huo Lingtong was completely confused.

"Sigh ~ Tong'er, this is Heartless Sword!" Only our Sect Leader is worthy of such a sword. When you have this sword, you will be the Sect Leader of our sect! "

"Ah?!" "Master!" Huo Ling Tong was greatly shocked when she heard this! "Disciple doesn't dare!" He immediately knelt down again, raising his sword high above his head with both hands. He trembled all over.

"Sigh — —" The good old Ni extended his arms and helped Huo Ling Tong up, then turned around, "In my lifetime, I have been in love too much to hide from you, but I have been through love too many times in the past half year! — — Sigh, otherwise I wouldn't have been so despondent in my generation!" Sighs!

Huo Lingtong was even more surprised. "I didn't expect Master to have loved me ten times." I believe Master must have been a flower in the martial arts world! " He snickered in his heart.

"In the past, there were dozens of disciples in the Sect Master's first love tribulation; twenty disciples in the second sect leader's second love tribulation; and about ten disciples in the third sect leader's fourth love tribulation. Alas, I have been through ten emotional tribulations, and only one disciple has been able to do it! — Master finally understood that in order for the sect to flourish, I, Emei, must not experience one emotional tribulation! Therefore — "Good Old Ni abruptly turned around and grabbed Huo Ling Tong's shoulder with both hands." So, this heavy responsibility will fall upon you. He then weakly let go of his hands and walked to the window. He seemed to have aged a lot.

"Master, I — I'm afraid I can't take on such a heavy responsibility!" Huo Lingtong did not expect such a drastic change to happen today! If his master left, wouldn't he be the only person on this mountain in the future? When he thought of this, he felt a burst of fear! Moreover, he had to be the Sect Leader – how could he know? Nothing!

"Hm?!" When Sachiko heard this, he suddenly turned around and stared at Huo Ling Tong. "What did you say?"

"Err, I will obey!" Seeing the look in his master's eyes, how could he dare to disobey?

"Well, master — master — then, will you come back?" As Huo Ling Tong listened to her Master's words tonight, she had a hunch that her Master would not come back after he left. He then walked forward and weakly asked, "Eh …" A faint sigh was blown by the night wind, causing him to feel a lot more sad. " "Master wants to go out and find that ex-husband of his who is missing —" Sachiko moved. "And that child who was never seen when he was born —" At this point, she actually saw him wiping away his tears with his sleeve.

"Ah?!" Huo Ling Tong was shocked! Master has a husband? And a child? Uh — — Seeing her master's sad appearance, and not knowing how to comfort her, she didn't dare to say a word.

A gust of wind blew, causing the lights in the room to flicker and almost go out. Huo Lingtong quickly used her sleeve to block it.

At this moment, his Master, who had a sorrowful expression a moment ago, turned around to look at the front of the Golden Head Hall. Zhang Xuan frowned. Huo Lingtong curiously leaned over to look at her master. She saw a bright spot floating up the mountain. It slowly turned into a ball of red light and reached half the mountain. There was a strange sound — sometimes it was like music that made one feel like they were sleeping, sometimes it was like the chanting of dharma music that made one cry, sometimes it was like the blade of a sword slicing through the heart, the pain pierced one's heart! — "Quick!" — A cry rang out, and in a flash of white light, Good Old Ni had already taken the box from the table and placed it in Huo Ling Tong's hands, "Return to the cave, and don't make a sound! And don't come out! "

"Master!" Before he even finished his sentence, a strong force threw Huo Lingtong out of the window and straight down into the hole! Huo Lingtong's toes lightly tapped on the cliff wall and she fell into the cave. Just as she was about to lean forward and look up, a 'cha-cha' sound was heard — it was as if a large stone door had already sealed the cave entrance.

Huo Lingtong did not know what had happened and was stunned for a while. An ear-splitting sound seemed to be coming from the entrance of the courtyard — "Please — above — — good — old — — Ni-ing — out — —"

He heard another squelch above his head and the sound of his feet on the stone wall disappeared in a flash!

The surroundings suddenly became silent again …