Evil Master and Disciple

"Old senior, why are you sure that you were wronged?" Ye Feng asked.

According to Yun Shuang'er, the Yunhai Sect is the most prominent sect of righteousness in the world, and its disciples are chivalrous and uphold justice. If it was a false case, how could a disciple be imprisoned for more than two hundred years?

Therefore, Ye Feng was more inclined to believe that the other party must have violated the sect's rules seriously, which was why he received such severe punishment.

The old man transmitted the message: "Think about it, I don't kill or burn people, I don't rob people, I don't cheat people, and I don't take yin to replenish yang. If this isn't a false accusation, what is it?"

"Old man, you are too modest."

"Ye boy, what do you mean?"

"Nothing... nothing, I'm just praising you!"

"Hmph, forget it. Eat my roast chicken and tell me what's going on outside. You haven't been in for a long time. Do you know how bored I am?"

"What happened outside... Senior, I told you when I first came in that I have lost my memory. I don't remember anything."

Ye Feng was a little embarrassed.

I can't talk about things on Earth with this old lunatic.

But he really doesn't know the news and real events happening in this world.

"Then tell me how you lost your memory and what you did to get yourself thrown in here this time!"

"Senior, I am definitely wrongly accused this time!"

The old man completely conquered Ye Feng with a roast chicken.

He told the old man everything that had happened to him in the past few days.

After listening to this, the old man said, "Do you still remember why you went to the herb garden in the first place?"

“I don’t remember.”

"I remember."

"What?" Ye Feng asked with some confusion: "Senior, how do you know?"

"Boy, more than a year ago, you were imprisoned here for more than half a month. At that time, you committed a crime on purpose in order to be exiled to the medicine garden.

I remember you said that the reason you wanted to go to the medicine garden was for the four thousand-year-old fairy ganoderma.

It seems someone else needs these four Millennium Immortal Ganoderma, so you plan to steal them back."

The old man's words made Ye Feng shudder.

He immediately asked, "Senior Sister? Old Senior, who...who did I steal it for?"

As long as we find out for whom the original owner stole the fairy fungus, the murderer will be revealed.

This person must have violated martial ethics after taking the Xianzhi and killed people to silence them.

"You didn't say, so I guessed it was a girl."

"Girl? Are you sure?"

"I'd die for a woman, I'd perish for a woman, I'd even take the imperial examination for a woman. You're a young and promising man, are you going to steal for a man? It must be for a woman!"

The old man's words made Ye Feng fall into deep thought.

Although what the old man said makes sense, we cannot conclude that the original owner did it for a woman.

First of all, the original owner was not a good person. He often teased the girls from Yunhai Sect. It was impossible for such a scumbag to suffer so much and take such a big risk for a girl.

Secondly, the original owner had already infiltrated the herb garden and worked there a year and a half ago. Why did he wait so long to steal the Ganoderma? This doesn't make sense! He could have done it within the first ten days or half a month.

If the original owner delayed for over a year because he was worried about being suspected of stealing, that was completely unnecessary. After all, given his character, it was obvious with just a finger that he was the one who did it.

Moreover, Ye Feng did not believe that in the famous and upright Yunhai Sect, there would be any female disciple who was so cruel and ruthless that she would kill people to silence them after getting the fairy ganoderma.

This is killing people, not killing chickens!

Although Ye Feng didn't quite believe the old man's guess, his words did provide him with a lot of useful information.

At least two points can be confirmed.

First, the original owner deliberately made a mistake and entered the medicine garden to work with the purpose of stealing the fairy fungus.

Secondly, this was not the original owner's intention. There must be someone behind the scenes who instructed him to do so, and the person who instructed him must be the murderer who killed the original owner.

Otherwise, the timing couldn't be so coincidental that the fairy ganoderma in the medicinal garden was just discovered to be missing when the original owner was buried in a mass grave.

Ye Feng felt that the delicious roast chicken in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance.

He sighed and muttered to himself, "What should I do? Am I going to die again?"

At this moment, the old man's hoarse voice sounded in his mind again.

"Young man Ye, there's one thing I don't understand. You're Huang Youdao's disciple. Who would dare to harm you?"

"Huang Youdao?" Ye Feng was stunned and said, "Old Senior, who is Huang Youdao? I heard that my master is Master Yulong."

The old man said slowly: "Yulong's real name is Huang Youdao. He was instrumental in supporting us back then and holds a very high position in the Yunhai Sect. You are his only successor. No one should dare to harm you easily."

Ye Feng suddenly realized.

Then he said, "If my master were still alive, I wouldn't be in this situation."

"Why, your master is gone?"

"Well...my master is dead. I heard that he went down the mountain to visit prostitutes...to visit friends, and hasn't returned yet."

"I remember you told me this before. It's been three years, and your master hasn't returned to the mountain yet? Could he have died in a woman's belly?"

Ye Feng coughed lightly and said, "It should... shouldn't be. I guess something delayed him."

Ye Feng wanted to ask the old man if he had said anything else to him when he was working in the kiln here, and if he had mentioned any names.

But the old man fell into silence again, and no sound was heard.

Thinking that the old man was probably asleep, Ye Feng did not continue calling him.

After eating half a roast chicken, Ye Feng lost his appetite and sat in the corner thinking about countermeasures.

His current situation is quite passive, and his lack of memory makes it impossible for him to make targeted responses.

At present, I can only think about improving my cultivation as soon as possible. Once my cultivation is strong, maybe I can protect myself.

Although I don't know the mantras for cultivation, I have summed up some experience in activating the true essence and spiritual power in my body while practicing qigong to heal my injuries. I have also absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth through breathing methods, converted it into spiritual power through the body, and finally stored it in the dantian.

"It should be similar to what is said in the novel. The stronger the spiritual power in the body, the higher the cultivation level. I can already absorb spiritual energy in a simple way. I will absorb it first. As long as the spiritual power stored in the dantian increases, I will probably be able to break through to the Yukong realm."

He is a practical man who does what he says.

He started practicing immediately.

Of course, it seems that there is nothing else he can do besides this.

But he underestimated the four words "cultivation of Taoism".

Without mantras and cultivation methods, he could only rely on mobilizing the true energy in his meridians to heal himself, and absorb some spiritual energy from nature to replenish his consumed spiritual power.

If you want to improve your own cultivation level, it is definitely not enough to just rely on absorbing that insignificant amount of spiritual energy bit by bit.

It is necessary to expand the meridians and cultivate spiritual consciousness and telekinesis.

You need to purify the impurities in your body to make your body and mind clearer.

He understood nothing and knew nothing, he was just playing house by himself.

After meditating for several hours in a row, the dantian and meridians are already filled with spiritual energy.

Then, no matter how Ye Feng absorbed the spiritual energy that entered his body, it could no longer be converted into true energy by itself, but instead overflowed from his body through his pores at a very fast speed.

It's like a bottle full of water. No matter how much water you pour into the bottle, it will be useless. The excess water will overflow from the bottle mouth at the first opportunity.

After discovering this, Ye Feng was very depressed.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes rolled and he muttered, "What an idiot I am! Isn't there a senior from the Yunhai Sect living next door? I'll ask him to teach me!"

Thinking of this, he immediately ran to the iron gate and slapped it with both hands.

He called out, "Senior, senior! Old senior! Are you awake?"

"Ye boy, are you crazy? Why are you howling? Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Hearing the old man's response, Ye Feng hurriedly said: "Senior, please don't, if you kill me, who will chat with you to relieve your boredom?

Old Senior, I want to ask you for a favor. Could you please teach me how to practice?"

"You are Yulong's disciple, and you still need me to teach you? Yulong didn't teach you?"

"Well...I lost my memory..."

The old man's voice opposite fell silent again.

When Ye Feng thought that the matter was going to fail, the old man's voice suddenly rang out.

"Young man Ye, I can teach you the supreme Dao, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?" Ye Feng was overjoyed.

Just tell me, which chosen one fell off a cliff and went to jail...without any adventure?

God has already paved the way for me!

This old man who has been in prison for more than two hundred years is the guide given by God to himself!