Zhuo Bufan carried the old man back to the mass grave.

On the mass graves, corpses were strewn all over the field. Originally, it was just a corpse dumping pit, but as a result, more and more corpses were thrown, and the pit was filled in and turned into a hill.

The air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses, and only a carrivorous animal like a crow would like this kind of ghost place.

The old man didn't understand the reason why he wanted to be here, but he put him on the ground according to the old man's request.

"Wonderful, wonderful. There are thousands of bones accumulated here, and if I absorb their dead energy, my injuries will heal. ”

"Damn the Flame Demon, when this seat is restored to its original state, it will definitely destroy your Fire Demon Island. ”

The old man cried out excitedly when he saw the mountain of corpses.

Then he looked at Zhuo Bufan and said to Zhuo Bufan: "Boy, protect the Dharma for this seat." If you help this seat survive this calamity, this seat will take you as a disciple and pass on your magic skills!"

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he nodded firmly, and said, "Don't worry, old man, I will definitely not let others disturb your practice." ”

When the old man heard this, he sat cross-legged on the ground. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was extremely lucky.

Zhuo Bufan stood aside and looked at the old man quietly, and he didn't know what kind of evil kung fu this old man was cultivating.

I saw that the old man opened his mouth slightly, and a silver bead slowly flew out of his mouth.

The silver bead flew out of the body and levitated in front of the old man.

Then I saw the old man wrap his hands around the silver beads and start to rotate.

As the silver bead slowly rotated, Zhuo Bufan could clearly see that with the silver bead as the center, a small cyclone vortex was generated.

The whirlpool, dripping and spinning, began to float from the surrounding corpses, and wisps of silver-gray qi began to float, converging towards the silver beads.

Gradually, the cyclone grew stronger, and the surrounding air emanating from the corpses became thicker and thicker.

In the end, the entire mass grave formed a huge silver vortex, gathering like a raging storm.

Zhuo Bufan looked at all this in front of him in shock, is this cultivating immortals?

Zhuo Bufan finally believed that he had come to an amazing place, and the people here all had great power through the heavens and the earth.

After a while, those silver-gray dead qi began to be slowly absorbed by the old man's silver beads, and even the last wisps were completely swallowed.

Looking at the entire mass grave, all the corpses have become white bones, and when the wind blows, they turn into a burst of white ashes.

And the silver bead was brilliant, and faintly, there was a trace of golden light swimming.

"Miaozai, Miaozai, I didn't expect my Yindan to have a tendency to turn into a Jindan. The old man called excitedly.

Then, he opened his mouth and swallowed the silver pill in one gulp like a hungry wolf.

When the silver pill entered his body, the old man's whole body suddenly began to tremble, and bursts of atmosphere were released from the thousands of pores of his skin, shaking his clothes and making a violent sound.

His whole person slowly floated up, and under the moonlight, he felt that the outline of his whole person had a circle of silver light.

The despicable old man turned out to be extremely holy at that moment. If you were a mortal, you would think that he was a certain immortal, and you would definitely bow to him three times and bow to him.

It's just that Zhuo Bufan knows that this old man is not a good person.

"Let's save it first!"

Zhuo Bufan finally survived to this moment, and he decided that he should save a file in this place.

So he summoned the three archival doors, which were the names he gave to the three stone doors.

"Overwrite the archive of the second door. ”

"Archive!"

Zhuo Bufan thought about the word archive in his heart, and in the next second, on the second gate, the original 'sheep intestine path' that was originally written became 'mass grave two'.

The previous archive of the second door's 'Sheep Intestine Path' was useless, so Zhuo Bufan overwrote it.

As for the first archive 'mass grave', Zhuo Bufan felt that it should be useful to keep it, so he decided to keep it.

After saving the file, Zhuo Bufan looked at the old man again, the brilliance on his body had slowly dimmed, and the whole person slowly fell from the air.

At some point, a large flock of crows gathered around the mass grave, and the crows even croaked excitedly after seeing the old man recover.

Flocks of crows flew up to the old man and danced excitedly towards him.

In this way, the injury of this seat is stabilized, and there is no need to worry about life. ”

The old man exhaled slowly, and then he opened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Bufan not far away.

"Come here, boy. ”

After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan walked towards the old man. The crows at his feet made way for him.

"You have a good heart, what's your name?" asked the old man.

After Zhuo Bufan heard this, he bent down and replied, "Under Zhuo Bufan." ”

"Extraordinary, extraordinary, but a good name. ”

"Well, I'll keep my promise and take your kid as an apprentice now. From now on, you will be my crow Taoist's apprentice. ”

The old man called himself a crow Taoist, which was very apt, and the crow liked him very much.

However, after Zhuo Bufan heard this, he was stunned: "Take me as an apprentice?"

Zhuo Bufan refused in his heart, he had a feeling of recognizing a thief as a father. After all, he knows what the old man's character is.

"What, you're not happy?"

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan actually hesitated, the crow Dao man's tone suddenly increased, and he shouted angrily.

"In this world, I don't know how many people want to become my crow Daoist apprentice and learn the spiritual skills of my Dead Demon Island, but you still dare to hesitate?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you saved this seat, this seat would have been able to kill you with one palm just by the moment you hesitated just now. ”

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he didn't think much about it, and in the face of this old devil who was about to kill people at every turn, he quickly knelt on the ground to worship his teacher.

If you recognize a thief as a teacher, you will recognize a thief as a teacher, and now life is the most important thing.

"Damn, it seems that I really want to recognize the thief as a teacher, and this guy is moody, and he is like a tiger, damn it, this choice is not good. ”

Zhuo Bufan suddenly regretted it and chose to save the old man. This old man was moody, and Zhuo Bufan had a feeling that he would one day die at his hands.

"Hahahaha, wonderful, wonderful!Boy, since you are my crow Daoist's apprentice, I can't let you insult my reputation on Death Demon Island. I will pass on half of the Sutra of the Dead and the Dead, and if you can understand it thoroughly, you will be used for the rest of your life in the future. ”

After the crow Taoist finished speaking, he suddenly stood with two fingers together, and a silver light wrapped around his fingertips.

Then he pointed towards Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows, and for a while, a magical memory melted into Zhuo Bufan's mind.

"The Sutra of the Dead?"

This part of the memory is the cultivation method of the "Sutra of the Dead". It tells how to cultivate in order to refine into a 'phaseless dead body'!

That's right, this "Sutra of the Dead" is a kind of exercise for cultivating the physique.

"Boy, eat this, it can assist you in your cultivation. ”

After the crow Taoist finished speaking, he found a black pill out of nowhere.

From that pill, bursts of dead qi were released, which made Zhuo Bufan feel very bad.

Zhuo Bufan's intuition told him that this pill was not simple.

He took the pill from the old man's hand a little nervously, and then pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, hesitating.

"Eat it!" The crow Taoist saw Zhuo Bufan hesitating again, and immediately became angry.

"Don't you believe in being a teacher? Being a teacher won't hurt you. ”

The Raven Daoist was furious, and it seemed that he would explode at any moment.

"No matter, just die! Anyway, I still have a save, so I'll do it again if I die. ”

In the end, under the deterrence of the Crow Daoist, Zhuo Bufan had no choice but to swallow the black pill.

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