What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

The rising sun, shining brightly, awakens the sleeping mountain from the night.

The back mountain of Chaotian Taoist Temple.

A new grave has been added to the many graves.

"Master, have a safe journey. If I have time, I will come back to pay my respects to you. If I don't have time, I will ask my brother and my wife to help me burn paper money for you."

Lin Fan held three incense sticks in the incense burner, with a sincere and sad attitude.

Staring blankly at the tombstone.

'The Tomb of Lingxiao Taoist'

'My beloved disciples Xuanyang and Xuandian'.

This is the teacher who led him into the path of cultivating immortals. Who would have thought that fate would play tricks on him and such a thing would happen.

The master has gone astray.

In his eyes, the former master was indeed extremely ugly, but the ugliness was only on the surface. The inner beauty deserves his respect and love.

As for now...

Never mind.

"Brother, my wife, you can burn incense for the master." Lin Fan turned his head and looked at the two people who were cuddling together.

"Okay."

Xuanyang and his wife walked to the tombstone.

Lin Fan found that his senior brother was in high spirits, and his wife's face was much rosier, and her skin seemed to be more hydrated than yesterday.

"Master, I will take good care of your wife. You were in the room last night. If you are still alive, you will definitely see it. I, Xuan Yang, have no other skills, but I am definitely better than you in caring for your wife." Xuan Yang looked at his wife, "Madam, don't you think so?"

The wife looked at Xuan Yang shyly, and said delicately, "Old ghost, just go with peace of mind. Don't look at Xuan Yang's fatness, he is very capable."

Lin Fan, who was standing aside, listened to what they said silently.

I was very relieved. It seemed that the decision to leave the master's body in the house last night was the right one.

But I always felt that something was wrong with the senior brother's words.

But forget it, there is no need to be serious in front of the deceased.

Xuan Yang, who was praised by his wife, proudly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed. Then he looked at Lin Fan as if he thought of something.

"Junior brother, when are you leaving?"

"Wait a minute."

"Ah?"

Xuan Yang was shocked. He was most afraid that his junior brother would go back on his word. After all, his junior brother wanted to kill his master's wife, and he just wanted to live with his master's wife in the Taoist temple and didn't want to be disturbed by others.

Lin Fan naturally saw his senior brother's thoughts and said with a smile: "Senior brother, are you afraid that I won't leave?"

"Of course not, I believe in you."

"Don't worry, I'll leave after I go to the master's secret room."

"Junior brother, why didn't you go last night?"

"It was too late last night, and sleeping was more important. Anyway, the secret room won't run away, and it's the same to go during the day. Senior brother, what do you think?"

"Junior brother, what you said makes sense."

Xuan Yang thought about it and agreed.

The wind on the mountain was a little noisy, and the rolled paper money was flying all over the sky. Lin Fan turned and headed towards the Taoist temple.

The master's wife leaned against Xuan Yang and whispered, "Xuan Yang, what if he doesn't leave?"

"No, my junior brother is my beloved relative, I believe in him."

"What if?"

"Well...then give him the Taoist temple, I want the master's secret room."

"Ah this..."

"Hey, master's wife, let's go back to the room, I have something to tell you."

"Damn it, master's wife wants to eat human pills."

"What's so delicious about human pills? We won't eat human pills in the future. There is no nutrition. Let's eat something else."

...

Secret room.

This used to be the place where the master practiced. Even the master's wife couldn't come in. This was his first time coming in.

It was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Light the oil lamp, the light dispelled the darkness, illuminated the secret room, and everything around appeared in sight. It was a very simple environment.

A cushion.

A four-legged low long table.

Apart from these two things, there was nothing else.

He went forward and sat cross-legged on the futon, moving his buttocks. It felt quite good, soft, comfortable and warm. The master would enjoy it. Apart from anything else, the materials used to make this futon were definitely not cheap.

His eyes fell on the long table in front of him. Several old and dusty books were lying there in a mess. He sorted them out and picked up one.

"Ling Xiao Travels"

"Ling Xiao? Could it be written by the master?"

Looking through it, the twisted words were indeed the master's handwriting. If he hadn't been with the master for three years and had some understanding of his handwriting, it would be difficult to recognize what was written.

The secret room was very quiet, with only the sound of flipping papers.

This Ling Xiao Travels didn't have much content, so he finished it quickly.

"The world is turbid, rituals are broken, and evil spirits are born frequently. This is not right. This is a world where you can cultivate immortals. How could it be like this? It should be prosperous and prosperous. Shouldn't we cultivators enforce justice for the heavens?"

Continue reading, and the content has changed.

"This world is so beautiful."

"No, no... a terrible world, a damned world... ah..."

"I have been corrupted."

The master's words began to twist, and the words he expressed were very bad.

I don't quite understand.

Thinking.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that this must be the case. The master has entered the evil way, and the world seen by the naked eye is false, and has been controlled by the heart. Even if the world is really beautiful, in the eyes of the master, everything is turbid.

Just like when he looked at his master's wife and brother, he used to think that was their true face, but until he had the eye of merit and broke through the falsehood and saw the truth, he realized that this was their true face.

The master's wife was unrecognizable, with sharp teeth all over her face. She was simply a demon and evil spirit. In the past, she was very hidden and it was difficult to see her true face.

And the brother was ugly on the surface, but his true appearance was handsome.

Sure enough, even if the realm reaches the third level of Qi Refining, it is still a mortal body with naked eyes, unable to see the reality, and can only rely on external objects to see through.

At this time, he did not fully believe what his master wrote in his travel notes about what the world was like. He had to walk around and take a look on his own. Only in this way could he see the truth.

He picked up another book and flipped through it.

There is not much content, it records the skills of incense.

It turns out that the incense he absorbed during cultivation is called the flesh-spirit incense, which is mainly composed of the flesh and blood of living creatures, condensed into incense.

"Flesh and blood of living beings? Could it be made of the flesh and blood of beasts or demons? It should be like this."

He kept in mind the method of condensing the fragrance of flesh and soul.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and a new line of introduction appeared on the light screen.

[Technique: Meat Spirit Fragrance]

There is no entry level, little success, and no proficiency.

The refining method is very simple, which is to use mana as firepower to condense the flesh and blood of living beings into incense. The most important thing is the method. Once you have seen it, you will understand it.

The master never taught them how to make Roulingxiang.

Obviously he has some tricks up his sleeve.

Understandable.

All masters are like this, how can they teach them all to their disciples.

It seems normal for the disciples of the church to starve to death.

At this time, there was only the last book with a yellowish and thin cover left on the table. He picked it up and looked through it. It contained a technique. He had learned all three spells, so it was not a secret.

He neatly stacked the three books together and sighed softly, as if he had spent three years here in another world. His master, his wife, and his senior brother were the only three people he knew when he came to this world.

"It's time to leave here. Senior brother seems to be afraid that I won't leave."

He stood up, walked to the door of the secret room, looked back at the small secret room, and his eyes fell behind the low table. It was vaguely like he was hallucinating. The master, who had not yet entered the evil way, sat cross-legged on the futon with a smile on his face, quietly Quietly waved to him.

It seems to be saying, go ahead and have a good time. The important task of slaying demons will be left to you. Remember not to step into the master's footsteps. As a monk, be careful about the common people.

"Master, don't worry, I will do it."

Lin Fan whispered to the empty secret room, then turned and left. The burning oil lamp suddenly went out, and the bright secret room was covered in darkness.

…

The entrance to Taoist Temple.

"Junior brother, senior brother is reluctant to let you go."

Xuanyang looked at the junior brother in front of him who was wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a baggage, and holding an ax on his waist. He couldn't help but wipe the tears slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes. Three years had passed, and various images came to mind.

‘Brother, what does this cultivation formula mean? ’

'Senior brother...'

'Senior brother...'

The words "Senior Brother" echoed in my mind.

To say that you are reluctant to let go, you are indeed reluctant to let go. People all have emotions. After all, love grows over time.

"Senior brother, if you can't bear to leave, I can continue to live here for a while," Lin Fan said.

Xuanyang blinked, "No, no, junior brother's matters are the most important. Senior brother is reluctant to leave, but he can still bear it."

How could Lin Fan not see what his senior brother was thinking, wishing he would leave now.

"Senior brother and sister, please guard the Taoist temple carefully. If there is a chance, I will come back to visit you." Lin Fan said.

Don't, don't, it's best not to come back, stay safe and never see each other.

Of course, this is what he thinks in his heart, and he must not say anything that damages the friendship between brothers.

"Junior brother, have you decided where you are going this time?" Xuanyang changed the subject.

Lin Fan looked up at the clear sky and said quietly: "No, but it doesn't matter. I want to walk around and see if my monks have achieved success in their studies. We should slay demons and eliminate demons. We should care about the common people. Where can we find any injustice? , is where Junior Brother goes.”

Seeing what the junior brother said so righteously, Xuanyang and the junior wife were both shocked and looked at each other.

Kill demons?

Caring about the common people?

Sure enough, junior brother has something wrong with his mind.

Xuanyang knew that he could no longer keep his junior brother around, so he handed over the ax that he had prepared long ago, "Junior brother, please take this firewood ax with you."

After all, it is not good to keep the thing that kills the master. When you see this ax, you will think of the master.

Lin Fan waved his hand and said: "No, senior brother, keep it. You can still use it for chopping firewood in the future. Besides, there are two axes in total, so we brothers and sisters must keep a token as well."

"That's fine." Xuanyang silently took back the axe.

"Senior Brother, Senior Wife, I'm leaving."

Lin Fan turned around and walked down the mountain. Xuanyang and his wife looked at the retreating figure, seemingly expressionless, more relaxed, but at this moment, the figure suddenly stopped, He turned and stared at them.

This scene shocked the two of them, and their hearts that had just relaxed were in their throats again.

"Teacher, junior brother, is there anything else?" Xuanyang asked nervously.

Lin Fan smiled, shook his head, said nothing, no longer hesitated, strode down the winding steps, left this warm Taoist temple full of memories, and merged into the rolling world of mortals with the heart of saving the common people.

The master said that this world is beautiful.

The master also said that the world is muddy and bad.

He didn't believe either.

Just believe in what you see, hear and experience.