refuse to be a teacher

"In the early days of the old man, I heard that Mr. Qin, the respected teacher, succeeded in breaking the seal with his own strength. Although he has no chance to meet the deity now, he is fortunate enough to be invited to have a talk with Mr. Yan's family. It is also a rare thing in my Baiwu clan Blessing."

Inside the masonry house unique to Beiyu, there are layers of long curtains, and candlesticks are placed on display. Dim yellow candles are neatly stacked across a row of four corners surrounded by walls, instantly illuminating the roof faintly.

More than a dozen people sat in a circle, most of them were elderly and experienced people of the Baiwu tribe.In the decadent scene of dying years, about one more meal of wind and sand, they will all fall down, but for some reason, they are always sitting here stubbornly, and the sense of crisis brought by old age cannot cause any form of retreat——for this group of people For those who live for the clan, the survival of the Baiwu people is their last stand.

Old Patriarch Yun is not the oldest among them, but he doesn't look too different.Anyway, he is only about 50 years old, half of his hair is gray, and the other half is still a little bald, which makes him look funny and pitiful.Years of lobbying, piles of terms and conditions from all directions, forced him to live like a peace envoy. For more than ten years, he has devoted his life to safeguarding the safety of this territory.

Maybe in ten years or so, the old men and old women who are sitting in a circle will go one after another, and the original positions will be replaced one by one by Lu Cong Zhenyun Zhehuan's generation of vigorous young people.

However, judging from the current vigor and vigor, it seems...it's too early to say.

——Yan Jue just stood in the middle of the crowd, his long hair was dyed frosty white, but his facial features were as delicate as a fairy in a painting, which made the old people with decrepit complexions in the room a little envious.

"This morning, I heard news from Zhehuan, saying that two people from the Central Plains who can break the seal have come." The elder with bad teeth was slurring his words, but he was very happy It's already beyond words, "The Jielong Seal has existed until now... It has been a hundred years old, but no one in the whole family can crack it. We never expected that we would have the opportunity to meet Mr. Qin's apprentice—— Ruuo Jielong this time Yin can completely reveal the mystery in the clan, and for all clansmen, it is truly worthy of their ancestors."

Broken seal?

This group of anxious old things probably think too highly of his ability.

Yan Jue made a special trip to the Northern Territory this time, and really didn't intend to turn Jielong Yin into a flower.If he had this ability, he would have dispatched Lingtai's sword to the whole pot long ago, so would he still have to run around and break his legs?

——It can be said that the seal can be broken, which is also an expedient measure made up by Lu Congzhen to block everyone's tongues. As for how it will end afterwards, it depends on their little patriarch Yun who is afraid of melting in the palm of his hand.

But this is what you want to say, but you can't say it.Yan Jue just listened and didn't talk too much. After all, when a group of old people narrated stories, it was the mother-in-law who couldn't get along with outsiders.

First, someone said: "Jielong Seal has not been solved for a hundred years, and the solution has become a mystery. If you insist on forcibly reversing it now, it may turn into a bad omen."

Later someone said: "The Jielong seal is from my clan, and it is often thrown away for outsiders to share and covet. Isn't it a joke?"

"But in fact, there is indeed no such talent in the clan, who is super capable and can easily break the seal...Even the clan leader can't do this."

There are many people with mixed opinions, and opinions are very different.During the uproar and ups and downs, suddenly hearing the old patriarch Yun raised his head and gave an order, the waiters on the left and right immediately bowed knowingly, and leisurely held up the copper pot to fill a glass of strong wine for Yan Jue.

Everyone turned their heads one after another, and saw the old patriarch Yun leaning back on the bamboo and rattan chair half a person's height behind him, slightly raised his chin, stared straight at Yan Hao and said, "Let me tell you... what old Mr. Qin could do back then... Things, I believe that his apprentice will be able to do it."

Not always.

Yan Jue lowered his head and glanced at the fragrant white wine in the glass, took a sip, but felt that it was tasteless, and the biting and spicy smell choked all the way to his nasal cavity, it was really strong.

"My teacher cracked the Jielong seal in the early years, and the method he used was tantamount to suicide." Yan Jue said with a smile that was not a smile, "While breaking the seal, he also destroyed it at the same time - he really knows the answer to this mystery. Now the three souls The seven souls are all incomplete, the human soul is difficult to form again, and the memory is even more fragmented, so how can we talk about solving the riddle?"

Elder Yun looked at him intently: "...you don't dare to give it a try?"

"The old patriarch was joking, the junior is so stupid, how could he have the guts to try it?" Yan Jue said flatly, "There are thousands of ways to break the seal, but the previous one...will definitely cause self-destruction. If it is more serious, it is hard to guarantee that the gain will not outweigh the loss.”

What's more, with his current cultivation base that is constantly being lost like a funnel, it is no problem to use it to suppress the market, but if you really want him to go and fight for the Jielong Seal, I am afraid that people will know it after a while. The demon surnamed Yan, who was frightened by everyone in the Venerable Master, is now a paper tiger without minions.

The old patriarch Yun just smiled when he heard the words. For a long time, he didn't know if he could see some complex emotions deliberately concealed under Yan Hao's strong surface. Squeeze out one word at a time:

"Soul Sent Curse..."

Yan Jue's hand holding the wine glass froze imperceptibly.

"It seems that I guessed right-you are still young, but you have become haggard, with white hair... It is obviously a sign that your cultivation base is exhausted and your internal energy is dying." The old patriarch Yun held up the jug and shook it up and down. After a while, he said meaningfully, "Your life is not long, why don't you use the little time left to try something meaningful?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.The hair of the man in front of him is like snow, and his eyes are dusty. If it is said that he is a fairy who has survived for thousands of years and strayed into the world, no one will believe it-but if he is still young and in his prime, no one will believe it. Dare to guess wildly, how light is such a "lightness".

"The old patriarch has a unique eye, and this junior is willing to bow down." After drinking a glass of strong wine, Yan Jue's expression remained the same as before, and he said calmly, "It's just... the soul-sending curse is not a life-threatening curse, no matter how incompetent this junior is, for a while, I am also reluctant to throw away this little life.”

The old patriarch Yun half teased: "Mr. Qin can part with it, but you don't?"

Yan Jue resolutely said: "I can't bear it."

Elder Yun patriarch was speechless for a moment, obviously not his opponent.However, after a moment of silence, Yan Jue stretched out his hand for the flagon again, and slowly poured half of the empty wine glass in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed his fingers against the wine glass and slowly pushed it aside, not in a hurry to taste it.Instead, he turned his head silently, and said nonchalantly: "Dare to ask the old patriarch Yun—what kind of meaning is it worth my whole life to bet on?"

Elder Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and the smile in his eyes suddenly deepened:

"How much significance do you want?"