In this way, I understood why the master refused to let me call him master during those six years.
That's why when he first met his uncle, he firmly believed that his master had never mentioned him.
And when I said that my master was buried by me, my uncle was not sad at all. It turned out that he had known about it all along.
But my uncle's ability to make up lies is really better than that of Heizi. He can't figure out why he would join the government for the sake of the common people.
However, the master was powerful enough to even lie to his own daughter. The two even discussed how to break off the relationship and warned Haitang not to tell anyone that he had a junior brother.
It turns out that everything was just to protect us, but this Lingshan sect certainly didn’t expect that a loser like me would actually kill three of their elders and hundreds of disciples.
Even the master probably couldn't think of it.
"Can I ask you a favor?" The old man in front of him suddenly looked serious.
I was worried that he was going to make a move, and the spiritual power was swirling around my fist in an instant, and I was ready to send him to his death in seconds.
"Say." I looked at him coldly.
"Let me do it myself." The old Taoist said with a smile on his lips.
"..." I looked at him with some doubts, but after all, the man in front of me was my master's sect. Based on his seniority, I should call him my master's uncle.
"Okay." I stood up and took a few steps back, standing still and staring at the old man in front of me.
The old Taoist also stood up with some difficulty. In fact, I was worried about him using Taoist techniques such as Soul Leaving Technique.
But looking at the old Taoist's expression, he doesn't look like someone who wants to live in an ignoble way.
And my current soul strength seems to be higher than his. I can see that he is not lying. I have to say that this soul-eating technique is indeed powerful. The old man in front of me has practiced it all his life.
"Senior brother, I'm here to accompany you." The old Taoist smiled and formed a seal with his hands, and there was a sudden flash in the air.
This flash of light was all too familiar to me. It was an experienced lightning strike technique. I quickly ducked to avoid it, cursing secretly in my heart.
But the thunder did not hit me, but hit Lao Dao directly on the head.
I was stunned, watching the old man fall straight up with a smile on his face.
When I came back to my senses, I hurriedly stepped forward and put my hand on Lao Dao's neck. Lao Dao was really dead, very dead.
"Master..." Wei Yucheng appeared in front of me, looking a little sad.
He could hear all the conversations I had with Lao Dao, so Wei Yu Cheng naturally knew Lao Dao's identity.
"Don't worry, I won't feel sorry for him. The waste's tears are worthless, and the Lingshan sect will never let me go." I stood up and looked at Wei Yucheng firmly.
The reason why I agree with Lao Dao's suicide is just because he is a fellow disciple, nothing more.
After saying that, I walked directly towards the group of Yin soldiers, and now I was standing at the entrance of the barracks.
"You have killed hundreds of Taoist priests on Lingshan Mountain. Lingshan will definitely not let you go. Now we all have a common enemy. Why don't you accompany me to kill Lingshan Mountain for stability in the future." After I finished speaking, I looked at Wei Yucheng.
Wei Yucheng didn't expect me to do this, so he was surprised and hurriedly helped me translate.
After Wei Yucheng finished speaking, the Yin soldiers in front of him instantly became confused and began to chatter.
However, these Yin soldiers are also disciplined troops. With the leader's order, all the Yin soldiers immediately fell silent.
"..." The leading Yin soldier said a lot to Wei Yucheng.
"What should I say?" Wei Yucheng turned around, and I spoke anxiously.
"They don't want to..." Wei Yucheng frowned.
"Why? If they don't help us, they will die." I felt a little depressed.
"I know, I said it, but they don't want to be enemies with Taoism." Wei Yucheng said.
"This is not a question of whether they think about it or not. Now Lingshan must be their enemy." I felt helpless. No wonder the master said that communicating with ghosts is the most difficult thing.
"I know, I said it, but their mission in life was to stay here, and it is the same now, unless there is an order from the general." Wei Yucheng shook his head helplessly.
"Can I do it?" I still wanted to give it a try.
"Definitely not. You are my master, not their master, unless we find their general." Wei Yucheng looked at me with a depressed face.
"Then you ask them where their generals are and what their rank is, and we'll find them." That's how this man is, he is hope when there is no hope.
When there is hope, there is hope.
"Master, how can I find this..." Wei Yucheng didn't say it directly, but I could feel his intention. He was trying to persuade me to give up.
But just as Wei Yucheng and I were scratching our heads and trying to think of a solution, the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers in front of us suddenly knelt down in unison.
"Master..." I looked at Yin Bing in a daze, and Wei Yucheng looked behind me in a daze.
"See the prince..." It's amazing, I understand Yin Bing's words.
Moreover, tens of thousands of Yin soldiers were shouting in unison. This battle made me breathless because it was so majestic.
"Master..." Wei Yucheng called me again.
"Am I the prince?" I looked at Wei Yucheng happily.
"Master..." Wei Yucheng pulled me directly with a grimace on his face.
"Pingshen." A voice came from behind me.
"What?" I turned my head in surprise. Standing in front of me was the spirit of Rakshasa.
"You...they..." I just felt like the world was spinning, constantly changing my perspective between Rakshasa and Yin soldiers.
"I'll tell you the truth..." Rakshasa smiled slightly and told me the truth.
It turns out that he is actually a prince, but he has been on the battlefield all year round. Because he knows Taoism, he has never been defeated.
Moreover, he loved his soldiers as much as his sons, and more and more soldiers followed him. After all, he was the leader of the army.
These Yin soldiers in front of me are the soldiers who followed Rakshasa on the battlefield.
Originally, he just went to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit, but he was plotted by the emperor at that time, so he was sealed in the coffin.
That's why he was so evil that he eventually turned into a Rakshasa.
"Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying a jade." After listening to the story of Rakshasa, I remembered this sentence.
"Haha, I don't see that you have some culture." Rakshasa put on his funny face again, which was very inconsistent with his handsome face.
It's no wonder that he can win over people's hearts. Even if thousands of years have passed, these dark soldiers in front of him are still loyal to him.
"Why did you come out? Didn't you ignore me?" Now I treat him like a friend.
"You're lucky, kid. You can find me, and you can find this. In fact, I figured it out last time, but I..." Rakshasa smiled bitterly and did not continue.
"Don't dare? Sorry? Don't know how to face it?" I answered for him shamelessly.
"Hahahaha, that's pretty much what it means." I'm really not used to Rakshasa's playful smile.
Not only me, but also these Yin soldiers were stunned by his laughter, but they did not dare to come forward.
"Then why are you willing to give up today? Fortunately, my strength has greatly increased, otherwise I would have died just now." I frowned and looked at Rakshasa.
"I know you can beat me. I came out because of you, not entirely because of you." Rakshasa suddenly turned gloomy, and this aura scared me so much that I couldn't help but retreat.
"Kill my soldiers, and I will level the Lingshan Mountain." Rakshasa said loudly to a group of Yin soldiers.
