Legendary Sequence

"Master, why do Tian Chao and the others want to kill you?" Zhuo Yan helped the man sit on the simple bed and couldn't help asking.

He didn't know how many times he had asked this question, but the master had never answered it seriously.

Originally, he thought that the master would not tell him this time, but...

"I didn't want to involve you in this old story, but Tian Chao and the others obviously couldn't let you go, so I told you about it..."

After saying these words, the man's breathing became heavy, and it took a while to recover a little.

"After listening to this old story, you will understand that they actually have a reason to kill me, and it is also the result of my own fault."

"Master, you are definitely not a bad person, I have always believed in this!" Zhuo Yan said seriously: "No matter what kind of hidden story, I believe in the master's character!"

"Everyone has been young, and everyone has made mistakes. What I did was a big mistake!"

The man raised his legs and put them on the bed. With a "creaking" sound from the bed board, the man leaned his body against the wall.

"That happened eighteen years ago..." The man spoke slowly, then shut up. Zhuo Yan looked at his master strangely, not knowing why he stopped. "Since you're here, why don't you come out openly? Why do you have to sneak around?" The man sighed, despair flashed in his eyes. Is there really no escape? After hearing this, Zhuo Yan stood in front of his master, mobilized the water magic, and looked at the dilapidated door nervously. "I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to run to Kunyang City to survive." Su Yian said as he pushed the door open and walked in. Zhuo Yan found that the master, who was already breathing heavily, trembled when he heard the man's voice, and when he saw the person who came in, he struggled to get up. "Master!" Zhuo Yan's face changed slightly, and he thought this was the master's enemy. He glared at Su Yian: "Who are you? Don't even think about hurting my master!" "Shut up!" The master who always loved him kicked him on the butt, which made him stunned instantly. What happened? Master actually hit me? !

"Help me up!" The man who struggled but failed to get up shouted at Zhuo Yan.

Zhuo Yan hurried over to help his master up, even though he was still in a daze.

"Disciple Xie Qingsong greets the master!"

In Zhuo Yan's stunned expression, his master actually knelt in front of this stranger and even called him "master"? !

Am I dreaming?

This guy who appeared here looks younger than me, probably not even 20 years old. My master is nearly 50 years old, but he actually calls a teenager "master"? !

This is too subversive!

Su Yian looked at Xie Qingsong and said lightly: "I didn't accept you as an apprentice, don't call me that."

"You didn't, but what you did back then was no different from the master?"

At the beginning, Xie Qingsong was an outer disciple of the Taoist sect. With his qualifications, he would never be able to become an inner disciple in this life, until one day, he accidentally met Su Yian who was practicing at the waterfall.

Although Su Yian was not very old at that time, as a disciple of Yuan Tianfeng, the head of the Northern Sect of Taoism, he had a high status in Taoism.

At that time, Xie Qingsong recognized at a glance that the clothes Su Yian was wearing were purple Taoist robes that only important disciples of Taoism were qualified to wear, so he wanted to quit, because these important disciples had strange tempers, and the most taboo thing was that someone would peek at their practice. Once discovered, the consequences would be very serious.

But Xie Qingsong hesitated. Because he gained a lot of insights from the practice of Su Yian at that time, he decided to continue peeping.

Of course, Su Yian found out that he was peeping, but he never said anything from beginning to end, and later called Xie Qingsong out to chat for a few words.

At that time, Xie Qingsong knew that this child who was more than 20 years younger than him had already discovered that he was peeping, but he didn't point it out, and let himself understand it.

As an outer disciple, being treated equally by a genius who was high above, there is nothing more touching than this, so from then on Xie Qingsong has been chasing Su Yian to become his disciple, of course, Su Yian never agreed.

Then one day, Xie Qingsong disappeared from Su Yian's sight and never appeared again.

Su Yian was a little concerned about him at first, but not long after that, he was sent by Yuan Tianfeng to join the army with King Dingbei, and then he gradually forgot about this person.

The person who I thought I would never see again, but I met him tonight because of Zhuo Yan's stealing method. I have to say that fate is really unpredictable.

"If it weren't for your apprentice stealing my wallet, I wouldn't have chased here and found you." Su Yian stopped worrying about the address, but turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yan and said.

"The Ghostly Detective Hand, tsk, I really miss your magic."

"Master, you are too kind!" Xie Qingsong said quickly: "If it weren't for your guidance, I would not have been able to create this magic."

After that, he yelled at Zhuo Yan: "Dare to steal Master's wallet?! Hurry up and apologize!"

"No need." Su Yian waved his hand: "But you, where did you go that year? You suddenly disappeared, and you were injured so seriously."

"Master, you are still injured, don't yell so loudly, what if you get hurt?!" Zhuo Yan said quickly.

"I'm still hurt..."

Because he was so excited when he saw Su Yian, he forgot about the pain. At this moment, Xie Qingsong felt dizzy, as if a stone was pressed on his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

Su Yian frowned slightly, took a step forward, came to Xie Qingsong, then directly grabbed Xie Qingsong's wrist, injected his pure magic power into his body, and activated the healing technique at the same time.

"This man is seriously injured!"

In the spiritual world, Ling'er flew out of the spiral nebula, put his hands on his hips and said: "All the meridians are damaged, most of the magic seeds are destroyed, especially the heart veins, which are severely damaged. It is really a miracle that he can survive to this day."

"Is there any way to save it?" Su Yian asked.

"Yes, but you are too weak, and you can't do it no matter how hard you try."

"Then let's help him relax, right?"

"Yes, but this person only has about ten days left to live. He was too excited just now. He can only live until tomorrow..."

"Let him spend tonight in peace." Su Yian said.

"Okay, let me show you what I am capable of!"

Ling'er was seen holding a wonderful seal with both hands, and a pure color magic formula appeared, emerging from Su Yian's palm through the magic bridge.

Then this magic formula entered Xie Qingsong's body, and Su Yian clearly felt that all of Xie Qingsong's damaged meridians were temporarily replenished and repaired, just like ordinary people!

"Awesome, what kind of magic is this?" Su Yian asked curiously. He could feel that the function of this magic was not only to repair damaged meridians, but also to extend a person's source of life, thus extending a certain period of time. life.

If you can learn this magic, you can forcefully pull the dying person back from hell for a while, and then get some useful information.

Su Yian couldn't help but think of the plot on TV. An important character was lying in the arms of the protagonist, rambled on without naming the murderer, and then ran out of energy when he was about to say it, which made a large audience anxious to death.

If there was this magic, these problems would not exist.

"Returning to the light." Ling'er said proudly, but then she seemed to have thought of something and said dejectedly: "It's not as good as your magic."

"This magic is much more convenient than mine, has fewer restrictions, and is easier to promote." Su Yian said, "Praise you!"

"Humph!" Ling'er looked like he was very useful.

Zhuo Yan clearly felt that his master's vitality had become stronger, as if he was a few years younger and all the injuries on his body were healed!

"What kind of healing magic is this that has such a miraculous effect?!"

Xie Qingsong felt the long-lost strength, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten. It had been over a year. How many years had he not felt so full? !

"Don't be happy." Su Yian poured a basin of cold water on him directly: "You are too seriously injured and can't live for a few days. I just piled the few days you have left into one day. At this time tomorrow, you will probably die. ”

"You!" Zhuo Yan suddenly became angry: "You actually shortened my master's lifespan, you bastard!!!" As he said that, he waved his fist at Su Yian.

"Stop!" Xie Qingsong glared at Zhuo Yan: "I know my body best. Master, this is the best choice, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to survive just now, and..."

"I have no regrets in dying in this state!"

"Master!" Zhuo Yan's eyes suddenly turned red: "I don't want you to leave me."

"Life and death are fate, don't be so sad." Xie Qingsong sighed: "You are already so old, stop crying and thinking about a child."

"master!"

Su Yian let go of Xie Qingsong's wrist, ignored the sobbing Zhuo Yan, and asked, "How did you get such an injury?"

"I remember you were already a high-level magician when you left the Taoist sect. With your cautious character, how did you offend others?"

"Is it related to that person named Tian Chao?"

"You were here then, why didn't you come forward?!" Zhuo Yan stopped sobbing and stared at Su Yian with wide eyes.

"Please be quiet for a while." Xie Qingsong patted Zhuo Yan on the head: "Listen to me!"

Then, he looked at Su Yian: "This matter started eighteen years ago."

"Eighteen years ago? Also related to Tian Chao?!" Zhuo Yan spoke subconsciously.

"Quiet and listen."

Xie Qingsong sat on the bed and looked at Su Yian: "Back then..."

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(To be continued)