"I've told you so much, but you still commit suicide? Are you worthy of me?" A big hand grabbed my collar tightly, and the master's curse came.
"I got up in the middle of the night and committed suicide. Fortunately, you are still my apprentice. I trust you so much..." The master didn't give me a chance to speak and started to curse one after another.
"Master..." I quickly interrupted.
"I always thought that with your talent, you could accomplish something, and you would be able to surpass me in the future..." The master was still chattering.
"Master..." I interrupted again.
"Do you know why I accepted you as my disciple? It's because I saw your potential..." The master didn't seem to hear me at all.
"Master, I didn't commit suicide..." I had to raise my voice and shout loudly.
"Then you jumped off the cliff?" The master looked at me with wide eyes.
"How do I know that the entrance to your cave is a cliff?" I asked angrily.
"Oh, that's right, you haven't been out before, and your eyesight hasn't fully recovered yet..." the master said before dragging me up.
"Your eyesight has not recovered?" I looked at him in surprise.
"The medicine I gave you hasn't been adjusted properly yet, and it has some side effects..." the master said with an awkward smile.
At this moment, I happened to be lying on the ground. I stretched out my hand to explore the edge of the road that my eyes could see. This was more than a vision problem. I was simply half-blind. The error was more than one meter.
"You call this a little side effect? You're afraid you want to poison me..." I turned to look at the master who was not sure how far away from me, because now I really found that I have a big problem with my eyesight.
"Oh, just take a nap and you'll be fine. I'll try other medicines for you tomorrow." The master said and came to pull me.
"Master, can I give up the treatment?" At this time, my heart was beating.
"Child, why do you say such things at such a young age? Don't worry, you are not terminally ill. The master can cure it." The master probably didn't understand what I meant, but he actually looked at me seriously at this moment.
"I'm afraid you'll treat me to a terminal illness. I just injured my leg and am going blind now. I wonder if I will be stupid tomorrow..." I wasn't afraid anymore, I spoke directly from my heart.
"Thankfully you are my apprentice, otherwise I will beat you to death." The master's face didn't look very good at the moment.
"It's a good thing I can't beat you, otherwise I will beat you." Anyway, I was almost blind, so I dared to say anything.
"Oh, it seems that my condition has worsened. I have to study the medicinal materials carefully." The master said and turned around and left, not caring about me who was still on the edge of the cliff.
"Old man, you don't care about me anymore?" I was completely disappointed and cursed at the top of my lungs.
"Little one, figure it out for yourself." The master didn't look back, which made me even more angry. I hoped he would rush over and beat me.
It's just that my eyesight is getting worse and worse. I could still see things clearly just now, but I couldn't distinguish the distance well. Now my vision has begun to blur.
I quickly turned around and crawled towards the cabin. I didn't know what kind of medicine this old guy gave me, and why it was so effective.
As soon as I climbed into bed, my eyes became completely dark, and this time I could only sleep.
"Good disciple, get up and take your medicine." The master's voice woke me up.
My eyesight has not recovered yet, and my eyes are still hazy, but fortunately I can't see anything like last night.
But the master holding the medicine in front of me always gives me the feeling: Dalang, get up and drink the medicine.
"Can you stop drinking?" I squinted my eyes and tried to see the master's expression clearly.
"If you don't drink, you will be blind." The master's words left me speechless.
I had no choice but to lift the bowl and drink the very strange-tasting concoction into my stomach.
I don’t know what ingredients the master mixed this medicine with. Not long after I finished drinking it, I started to feel drowsy again.
I was half asleep like this, and it probably lasted for three to five days. Anyway, I was completely confused and had no idea of time.
The master didn't give me any more medicine that day, but just took my pulse.
But strangely enough, I seem to be more energetic than before. I'm talking about before the injury.
I even feel like my whole body has become stronger, but I don’t know if this is a side effect of the medicine.
"The effect is good, we can almost start practicing." The master stopped his hand and nodded towards me.
"What kind of medicine did you give me?" Trust is trust, and problems are problems.
"You have a pure and powerful spiritual power in your body. Where does it come from?" The master looked at me with a smile.
I had no choice but to tell the master exactly what happened to us in the Little Underworld. I even told the story about Haitang helping me absorb spiritual energy.
"This girl is so incompetent, no wonder you are so weak..." The master's words were very hurtful, but I was willing to listen.
"How do you say this?" I quickly sat up straight.
"Your physique is very special, otherwise you wouldn't be able to learn the art of conferring gods. My junior brother should have told you about this." The master began to explain.
"Yes, but I did become stronger after absorbing spiritual power." I quickly explained.
"Because you have a ghost hand sealed on your left hand, evil spirit and spiritual power are opposites, just like water and fire. It's difficult for them to coexist," the master said.
"So?" I looked confused.
Will this old guy get rid of my evil spirit? I still expect this thing to take revenge.
"So, you are the first ghost sealer who can use spiritual power and evil energy at the same time." The master looked proud when he said this.
"This news is shocking, but can you get to the point?" This news is indeed shocking, but what has happened is meaningless to say, and what I want to hear is that I don't know.
"Spiritual power and evil spirits restrain each other, so it is difficult for you to exert your maximum power, whether it is spiritual power or evil spirits." The master said.
"Also, you have only absorbed at most 30% to 40% of the spiritual power in your body." The master continued.
"How is it possible? Haitang made me die at that time, and with my later cultivation, I must have absorbed 70% to 80% of it." I became excited.
"I told you that spiritual power and evil spirits restrain each other, and part of the spiritual power goes to restrain your evil spirits," the master said.
"This..." I seemed to understand.
"It's like yin and yang. It needs to be reconciled, but not everyone can do it. It requires a very special container, and you are this special container." The master continued.
At least he didn't lie to me. He said the same thing at the beginning, but he didn't tell me about the ghost sealer at that time.
"So your medicine?" I tilted my head and looked at him.
"So my medicine is first to reconcile the spiritual power and evil spirits in your body, and secondly to make your medicine strengthen your body." The master said.
"What about the spiritual power in my body?" I started to get curious.
"It's almost done. It still needs some time. Come on, drink this bowl of medicine." The master said and another bowl of medicine came out of nowhere.
"I won't even drink until you kill me..." I got up and ran away.
