Seeing that the man was deep in thought, the wandering old monk continued, "Don't think about it, you can't understand it at all. Ever since you started practicing side sect, you have been suffering from this morbid state of amnesia all the time!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I'm not sick!" The man covered his head and looked panicked. After a while, he turned his head and glared at the wandering old monk.
"You are talking nonsense. I only remember that you said you would never accept a disciple."
The wandering old monk put his hand on Li Huaiyun's shoulder, "With all my skills and no inheritance, how can I be worthy of my master if I bring them into the coffin?"
"Brother! You really still care about your own abilities. Besides, your abilities should belong to me!"
The man laughed sinisterly, "You take it as your own, are you worthy of me?"
"It's not that I'm sorry, but if you violate the sect's rules, the master will take back your life, isn't it right?"
"I have never harmed anyone! I just wanted to study myself! Why should you obstruct me!" The man shouted loudly, looking particularly strenuous, "Since you can accept a disciple, then I will also accept a disciple. "
The wandering old monk said seriously, "Hmph! Stop talking nonsense here. Why are you recruiting disciples?"
"I also want to pass on the legacy!"
"You devil," the wandering old monk suddenly shouted, "have you really forgotten that you have accepted many disciples before, and they were all turned into corpses by you. After you have learned the Taoist Yin surgery, you will Hide in the darkness for the rest of your life."
The wandering old monk's tone was quite rude, "And if you leave Kyoto this time, don't let me see you again."
"You make ghosts indiscriminately like this, causing harm to ordinary people. It is extremely irresponsible. After your moral integrity is greatly damaged, you yourself know the consequences."
The man's head retracted rapidly, and his body gradually bonded together. He already looked like a normal person. He chuckled, and his voice was quite sharp.
"Brother! Are you threatening me?"
"No, this is not a threat at all," the wandering old monk looked at the man seriously, "this is an order!" He raised his hand and turned his wrist lightly, and a peach wood sword with complex inscriptions was placed there. In an instant, the sword spike trembled slightly, and the blade flew away. In an instant, it stopped in front of the man's nose.
The man frowned tightly, and the pressure brought by the Taomu Sword made him unable to move, and sweat continued to break out on his body.
"Ah!" He let out a cold breath, "After all these years, my fear of you has not diminished at all, but I tell you, I will never let this guy go."
He took a few steps back, and his body returned to that soft state again, "You can't protect him for the rest of his life."
"If that's the case, then don't even think about leaving today, I won't let you go!"
"Brother, I can't beat you, but you can't stop me either. Otherwise, you would have killed me in the sect's forbidden area."
The wandering old monk knew that what he said was true. He moved his fingers and put the peach wood sword into his sleeve.
After the man took a few steps back, he suddenly stopped and revealed a chilling laugh, "Also, senior brother, don't call me junior brother next time. Use the honorific title for me, Judge of Hell!"
A cold sweat broke out on the wandering old monk's forehead, "Who gave it to you? It sounds so unpleasant!"
The Hell Judge sneered, "You are jealous that I have such a name, and you have to thank your good disciple."
He slowly backed away, and his figure gradually disappeared into the deep darkness, leaving only his permeating laughter.
Li Huaiyun looked at the direction where the man disappeared and asked curiously, "Old sir, this guy is actually your junior brother! Could it be that he practices the so-called Taoist yin arts?"
"Yes! The reason why he became what he is now is because of this evil magic!" The wandering old monk turned his head and looked at Li Huaiyun, "Are you still thinking about trying Taoist Yin magic now?"
Li Huaiyun admitted generously, "I really want to try it! It looks quite interesting!"
"Absurd!" The wandering old monk yelled angrily. He looked around for a moment and said solemnly, "Because many people have died in this house, the yin energy is too heavy. That guy may have refined a lot of souls here, resulting in The Yin Qi gathered here, coupled with the lingering resentment, and the corpses were buried randomly, it was a natural holy place for those who practiced Taoist Yin Shu.
Li Huaiyun asked in confusion, "So does this guy here have anything to do with King Lin?"
"I don't know about this either."
"Old sir, don't you know this junior brother?"
The wandering old monk was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Who can understand how crazy he is now."
"I really can't understand that the old gentleman actually came from the same school as that man. How did he get started in this way?"
"When I first started, that guy's cultivation talent was quite high. However, after experiencing some things, he became what he is now."
Li Huaiyun continued to ask, "Then if you practice this Menyin technique, you will become like that, with a slovenly appearance, weird temperament, even swallowing ghosts, and behaving weirdly?"
"This is not surprising. Practicing such evil skills will inevitably lead to such backlash and become neither human nor demon."
Li Huaiyun turned around and inquired, "Old sir, why did you let your junior brother practice evil arts? Did he compete with you for women or for the position of leader when he was young? He also said before that this skill of yours was originally his?"
The wandering old monk glanced at him, "You are really troublesome!"
"Humans! They all have the idea of prying into private things! If you don't hear the truth, you will feel uncomfortable all over. Old sir, what love and hate do you have!"
The wandering old monk's face twitched, and he was obviously tired of his inquisitive approach, "What kind of hatred do we have? When this guy was practicing Taoism with me, he was still the most talented among the brothers, and he also received the most care from the master. It’s a pity that the one you love met with misfortune, so in order to resurrect the loved one, I would not hesitate to use corpses or living people to practice Taoist Yin skills privately.”
"After the master knew about it, he originally wanted to persuade him to become a good person and give up his practice. However, the guy was willing to practice contrary to his will. In anger, the master kicked him out of the school."
"That's not right! That old gentleman's skills don't belong to him in the first place."
The wandering old monk hesitated for a moment, "I bumped into him by chance and informed the master."
"So that's how it is,"
"Isn't it quite unjust?"
Li Huaiyun waved his hand happily, "How could it be possible? If the old gentleman didn't tell us about such an evil technique and let him continue to practice, I'm afraid more people would die. It's a matter of justice."
The wandering old monk had a better impression of him.
"Then what is the reason why the old gentleman said he would no longer accept disciples?"
"I promised my wife not to take any more disciples."
"The old gentleman still has a wife!"
The wandering old monk looked at Li Huaiyun as if he were a fool, "I used to practice Buddhism, but later I changed to Taoism, so I don't need to follow any rules and regulations."
"The old gentleman's wife is now...!"
"Died of illness! She was just an ordinary person."
When Li Huaiyun heard about it, he stopped asking. He remembered the conversation between the old gentleman and his junior brother, which seemed to mean that he had forgotten it or it didn't exist at all. This was quite puzzling.
There is a hidden secret in this, but the old man said that his wife was an ordinary person and died of illness. Obviously, he did not want to ask further, otherwise it would be rude.
He also understood the meaning very well, and asked, "Old sir, did your junior brother practice Taoist yin arts and finally resurrect his beloved?"
"I don't know about this, but judging from his mental state at the moment, this guy should still be working hard after all these years. The crazier his mental state is, it may indicate that he is not far from success!"
"Why is this?" Li Huaiyun was quite curious, "Could it be that the crazier this kind of magic is, the more powerful it is?"
"Yes! In addition, during resurrection, the opponent's soul needs to be temporarily stored in one's own body, so the result is obvious. The more so, the more serious the madness will be."
Li Huaiyun broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. What kind of Taoist yin art was it? It was so mysterious! "I'm suddenly very interested in this evil art. Old sir, how can I get in touch with it?"
"Is this technique written in the secret book?"
"It's recorded on people's heads!"
Li Huaiyun looked surprised, human brain! This evil skill was actually recorded on people's scalps. He recalled that during the nine-year compulsory education, the pirates used the brutal method of scalping to massacre Indians.
"It's actually on a human scalp. It's really unspeakably evil."
The wandering old monk looked at him with a puzzled expression, wondering if he had said something wrong, "I'm talking about the real brain."
"ah?"
"What real brain?"
The wandering old monk explained to him that in a cave where the Taoist sect was sealed in the back mountain, talismans were set up around it. Except for the Taoist sect's leader, other Taoist sect members were not allowed to go there.
The skill was recorded on a living head. No one knew why this skill was recorded in such a strange way.
"This...how to do this?" Li Huaiyun was a little confused, "Just let this head recite the skills to others?"
"It still needs to be awakened, but no one knows how to awaken it. My junior brother didn't say anything. He just said that after he found the human head, he obtained the Taoist Yin Technique from the mouth of the head."
"Could this also depend on fate?"
"That's probably what it should be!"
Li Huaiyun chuckled, "Isn't that head made by that Jueming Temple?"
The wandering old monk shook his head, "That's unknown. After all, the Taoist sect has a long history. I don't even know when this thing entered the mountain!"
"In addition, several of the past leaders died suddenly, which caused a lot of hidden secrets passed down through word of mouth to be lost."
Why! Li Huaiyun sighed heavily. In that case, why not keep personal records of the internal affairs of the Taoist sect? As a result, these people now know very little.
Li Huaiyun moved his shoulders slightly. The stiffness caused by the supreme fist just now was quickly recovering.
He has almost recovered by now.
"Why is the old gentleman's junior brother cultivating these ghosts again? Is it really because of him? Is the person he loves resurrected?"
The wandering old monk responded, "Because this place has a strong yin energy, and many people have been burned to death in fires. As for the person he loves, I just said that he needs to put his soul into his body first. Of course, this guy can also choose another one." A way to follow up.”
"Another way?"
"Yes, this other kind completely merges the two into one."
"Ah! What, merge into one? This...!"
"That is, he directly ate the body of the resurrected person, and that person ate the person he loved into his stomach, so that the two of them would be together forever,"
Li Huaiyun's face was frightened and even looked a little pale. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the strange figure of the Hell Judge, and he was devouring those little devils in front of him. The scene really made people feel physically uncomfortable. .
Could it be that the old gentleman’s junior disciple chose to practice by eating other living creatures?
