Long Yi and Mu Hanyan sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at the sea surface which was suffused with silver starlight. Long Yi and Mu Hanyan sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at the sea surface which was suffused with silver starlight.
At this moment, Longyi was also surprised in his heart. He only used his thoughts to tell Long Two to break out of the encirclement. He didn't tell it to cut off the beard of the Light Archbishop. Could it be that after following him for a long time, it had learned to play tricks on people?
"What kind of monster is that thing?" Mu Hanyan finally couldn't help but ask.
Longyi shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "I also don't know. Probably, he is a monster."
"I feel that he is very similar to you. He is equally arrogant and mischievous." Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes at Longyi. When she recalled Long Two's words about overestimating his capabilities, she couldn't help but feel that it was funny. It made her ignore the shocking fact that Long Two was an undead with consciousness.
At this moment, Longyi was lost in thought. To be honest, he didn't want to see Dongfang Xkexin become like this. She was cold and emotionless. Her seven emotions and six desires were completely sealed. What was that hypocrite Charles thinking?
Although Dongfang Xkexin's strong possessiveness towards him gave him a headache, she was his cousin after all. She was the precious granddaughter of his grandfather, Dongfang Qiming. He didn't want her to become a chess piece in Charles' hands.
At this time, Long Yi moved. Mu Hanyan immediately looked at Longyi and said, "Your precious monster is coming. It is also bringing along that necromancer who escaped."
"The sense of that big white bird of yours is quite sensitive." Long Yi said with a smile.
Just after he finished speaking, a shadow flashed in front of them. Long Two was standing in front of them with the frightening Death Scythe. Not long after, the figure of that necromancer also appeared on the cliff. He looked at Longyi and Mu Hanyan from afar and his footsteps were somewhat hesitant. He had always thought that it was Long Two who saved him. However, he didn't think that it was someone else who saved him. Moreover, Long Two who he thought was the ruler of the undead world seemed to be the magic servant of that man.
"Little Two, the guest you brought is a little shy. The guest you brought is a little shy, go and invite him over. "Long Yi faintly smiled and said.
"Yes, big brother." Long Two responded mechanically and started to walk.
The Necromancer immediately walked over in fear and trepidation. He bowed to Longyi and said respectfully, "Necromancer Withered Bones thanks you for saving my life."
"Skeleton? Hehe, you're welcome. We are of the same bloodline, and you are not a bad person. Even in that situation, he didn't kill the little girl. It should be said that you saved yourself. "Longyi chuckled. This Necromancer's name was very unique, very fitting of his profession.
"Master said it before. There is no such thing as good or evil in the cultivation techniques in this world. What is good and evil is the human heart. "When Skeleton mentioned his master, his tone became somewhat sorrowful.
Longyi was stunned. He was in Peter. He had seen it in Xiu Ge's necromancy notes. He couldn't help but ask, "Who is your master?"
Dry Bones shook his head. "I was adopted by my master since I was young, but he never told me his name. He said that he was afraid of losing the face of the ancestor. He only told me that the ancestor was Master Necromancer Peter, whose name shook the world hundreds of years ago. Xiu Ge. "
Sure enough, it was Peter. The descendant of Xiu Ge's bloodline. In that case, he could really be considered as his fellow disciple. His necromancy was also from Peter. Xiu Ge left behind the Encyclopedia of Necromancy and notes. Moreover, Long Two was created by him.
"What evidence do you have to prove that you are Peter? Xiu Ge's descendant. "Longyi half-squinted his eyes. A dense death aura suddenly overflowed from his body and pressed towards Dry Bones.
Mu Hanyan's eyes lit up. She looked at Longyi with a trace of extraordinary splendor. Her deep and beautiful eyes flickered, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Dry Bones trembled. Immediately after, a trace of fanaticism flashed in his eyes. It was even more intense than when he saw Long Two. Could his master's last wish be realized by this youth?
"Ancestor only passed down one thing, and that is this." Dry Bones spread out his left palm, and a blood-colored skull could be seen on his palm. A faint red light flashed faintly, and it was actually almost the same as the blood-colored skull in Longyi's hand.
Longyi also stretched out his left hand. When his palm spread out, the two blood-colored skulls jumped at the same time, and the red light became even more dazzling.
"Ah … … you are … …" Dry Bones exclaimed in surprise. He didn't dare to believe it. He had never heard that his master had accepted a disciple. Moreover, this blood-colored skull had only been passed down once, and there was no second disciple. However, how could he explain the blood-colored skull in Longyi's hand?
"Come to think of it, I can also be considered as Peter. I am Xiu Ge's disciple, and because I obtained his necromancy notes, I learned necromancy magic. "Longyi sighed and said.
"Dry Bones pays respect to Ancestor Martial Uncle."
Dry Bones immediately knelt in front of Longyi. His voice was somewhat choked, and his shoulders were trembling violently. It was unknown whether it was because of excitement or something else.
Longyi was startled. Ancestor Martial Uncle? According to seniority, he was indeed considered one, but he wasn't used to it. Dry Bones seemed to be very old.
Longyi helped Dry Bones up and sighed, "You must have suffered a lot."
Who knew that when Longyi said this, Dry Bones actually knelt down again and hugged Longyi's thigh, wailing loudly. Longyi and Mu Hanyan were so shocked that they looked at each other and didn't know what to do. It was the first time that an old man hugged his thigh and cried.
Dry Bones cried as he talked about the miserable life he had lived all these years. And Longyi also came to a surprising conclusion. The "old man" in front of him who was hugging his thigh and wailing loudly was actually less than 20 years old.
19 years ago, Dry Bones was abandoned in a valley. As a result, he was picked up by a passing master and was raised as a disciple. His master was a leader of the Dark Church. Since childhood, he followed his master and mingled in the Dark Church. But in the Dark Church, necromancers were regarded as a kind of strange existence. No one was willing to talk to him, and no one was willing to play with him. Fortunately, he still had his master who cared about him.
But the weather was unpredictable. The lifespan of necromancers wasn't long. Very few could live past 100 years old. And the master of Dry Bones turned into ashes when he was 101 years old. He only left behind the blood-colored skull mark and several necromancy notes passed down by his ancestor.
Dry Bones suffered the cold shoulder of the Dark Church, so he left the church and wandered around the Blue Waves Continent in hiding. He felt lonely and perplexed. If it wasn't for the last wish of his master supporting him, he feared that he wouldn't have been able to endure it.
Therefore, after knowing that Longyi was his martial uncle, he lost control of himself because of his words of concern.
After Dry Bones had shed enough blood, Longyi's thigh was already wet. This made him not know whether to laugh or cry.
Longyi pulled up Dry Bones and saw that his mask was also wet. In any case, now that he knew that Dry Bones was younger than him, his heart felt much better. He removed the mask of Dry Bones and discovered that his face wasn't like his withered claws. Instead, it was very delicate. Seeing that Longyi was looking at him, he appeared somewhat bashful. This completely subverted his previous impression of Dry Bones.
"Have your voice and hands always been like this?" Longyi curiously asked.
"They weren't like this when I cultivated Intermediate Necromancy. But when I reached Advanced Necromancy, my hands and voice changed." Dry Bones said.
Longyi was somewhat surprised. This didn't make sense. Why didn't this kind of situation appear when he cultivated Necromancy? Moreover, Feng Ling also didn't have this kind of situation.
"Dry Bones, let me have a look at the Necromancy books you cultivate and your master's notes." Longyi said with a frown.
"Yes, martial uncle." Dry Bones didn't hesitate at all. He took out a few books and notes from his space ring and passed them to Longyi.
Longyi quickly flipped through them. There was nothing different about Intermediate Necromancy, but there were some differences in Advanced Necromancy. Could it be that the inheritance was incomplete?
"Is there a problem? Martial uncle. "Dry Bones couldn't help but ask nervously when he saw Longyi frowning and shaking his head.
"There's a big problem. The cultivation methods of these Necromancy books are incomplete. I suspect that this is the reason why your voice and hands became like this." Longyi said.
"Then … Then can it be recovered?" Dry Bones asked with some anticipation. Although he cultivated Necromancy, no one was willing to become so ugly.
Longyi took out Peter from his space ring. He passed Xiu Ge's Encyclopedia of Necromancy and notes to Dry Bones and said, "These are the correct Necromancy books. There are also your ancestor's personal notes. Take them and have a look. Fix the mistakes. Maybe you can return to normal." Longyi said.
"Is … Is it the ancestor's notes? Thank you, martial uncle. " Dry Bones was so excited that his entire body was trembling. This was something left behind by the ancestor that he and his master worshipped the most. That was the legendary figure that fought against three Grand Magi and two Sword Saints by himself. He was the God in the eyes of the Necromancer who summoned the Dark Demonic Dragon to wipe out thousands of enemies.
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