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He cultivated immortality at the age of nine and entered Zunhui Academy at the age of fifteen. He believed that both talent and hard work were top-notch. No one among the students at the same time could match him. It should be easy to enter the Immortal Mansion.

At first, he thought that he would be favored by the great instructor in the Immortal Mansion, because he was the best among the students who entered the Immortal Mansion.

"Wen Liang." The great mentor glanced at him, then looked at Wen Liang and put down the jade token in his hand.

not at all.

The Grand Master did not choose him.

The Grand Master chose a man named Wen Liang, a stupid man who was born into the first immortal cultivating family in Daqi. He started practicing since his mother's womb, but he was still not as good as him.

If that was all, he would only feel a little angry and unwilling, but until the end, no instructor chose him. As the best person in his class, he was treated like this.

He clearly remembered the sneers and mockery on everyone's faces.

So what if you are extremely talented?

So what if you try your hardest.

As long as there is no background behind you and no one chooses you, you will not be able to enter the Immortal Mansion!

This is the Immortal Mansion that countless monks yearn for.

Of course, he did not enter the Immortal Mansion, but was sent to a remote small county to guard one side as an immortal official here.

"This place is very nice. It lacks spiritual energy. We can't even see a cultivator. What's the difference between it and a prison for us!"

"At first, I thought that the instructor in the Immortal Mansion just asked me to come here to sharpen my mind, but this wait is fifty years. Fifty years, for a mortal, is a lifetime, from youth to old age, for a monk like me, it is also Not short.”

"I knew from then on that they had forgotten about me. No one remembered me except my name on the roster. I had done nothing wrong."

An Wuda said mockingly to himself, his dead fish eyes glowing with blood, his face full of resentment and injustice, and he turned into evil ghosts wandering around the city.

The entire city twisted and turned into a huge ghost. It was difficult for Yue Li to resist it alone. The colorful sword light was pressed to a corner of the city, flickering like ripples, becoming increasingly dim.

She had already sent a request for help to the monks around her who came together to slay the demons, but no one responded to her. It must be because the city is in a closed space.

Yue Li stood motionless among hundreds of thousands of ghosts. The Wugou sword made her temporarily invincible, but she could not escape from here either.

If this goes on for a long time, she will definitely die from this.

An Wuda's strength was not as good as hers, so he relied on the city and who-knows-what underneath the city to trap her.

Yue Li wanted to understand this, so he did the opposite and slashed into the ground with his sword. The ground cracked layer by layer. The houses on both sides also collapsed and were destroyed. Still, only the ground could be seen.

However, you can feel that the bottom is hollow, and there is some bright mist, overflowing from the gaps, looking beautiful, accompanied by a breath of life, as if spring is coming.

When An Wuda saw this scene, his expression changed, and then he said quietly: "Do you want to know what is below? It is the source that can subvert the world."

As he spoke, his expression gradually became crazy, and a scarlet chain appeared between his hands. There was a sickle at the end of the chain, and there was a shimmer on the surface, which didn't look too bright.

"The source of overturning the world?" Yue Li frowned slightly, not believing what the other party said, nor did he think that a small evil cultivator would have such a thing. No one dares to say that he will overturn the world, not even the Sword Immortal. I dare not say that.

She slashed at the crack with her sword again, and more mist floated out from it. The formation in the city shook violently, and the surrounding space was distorted.

Yue Li was very keen and noticed the flaw in the formation at this moment. He slashed out with his sword and filled the sky with moonlight.

Colorful sword light shot out from behind, forming a torrent that penetrated the entire formation, and dozens of ghosts died in it.

An Wuda couldn't help but take two steps back. He didn't expect that Yue Li was so fierce and could break through the formation just by relying on a momentary flaw when it shook.

He secretly thought that it was not good and turned around to escape outside the city. He knew that without the support of the large formation, he would not be Yue Li's opponent at all. As for the number of these ghosts in the city, they were not very powerful. Without the support of the large formation, Unable to pose a threat to Yue Li.

The cracks on the ground are getting bigger and bigger, and a large amount of bright white mist rushes out like a volcanic eruption. There is actually a clear spring below the city.

This spring seems to have been artificially created, with regular edges and a hexagonal shape. There is also a statue of a half-length woman standing on the edge of the spring.

There was a person sitting in the middle of the spring. He was dressed in white, his hair was scattered, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Yue Li still recognized the other person at a glance. He was also the head of the Seven Sons of Hezhou, Wen Miao, a member of the Daqi Immortal Mansion.

The two parties were relatively familiar before, and she immediately recognized Wen Miao, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why are you here!" Yue Li asked, feeling something was wrong, and stepped back silently.

She felt the aura of a monk in the integration stage on Wen Miao's body, but it was not pure and a bit messy.

Looking again, there was another person lying next to Wen Miao. It seemed to be a woman. She had no breath and a thin layer of ice formed on her skin.

Wen Miao opened his eyes and looked at Yue Li, with a smile on his face and a graceful look. He pointed at the woman lying beside him: "Yue Li, let me introduce to you, this is my wife, Zhang Zhiruo."

Yue Li was stunned, with an incredulous expression. In his early years, he heard that Wen Miao was a Taoist monk who seemed to have died in an accident. His name was also Zhang Zhiruo.

"You cannot transcend life and death. This is the way of heaven! Wen Miao, do you know what you are doing!" Yue Li scolded with a serious face, her face numb, knowing that the Wen Miao in front of her was not the Wen Miao she knew.

Wen Miao asked calmly: "Who told you that the path of life and death is irreversible? This is just the understanding of the ancients, and they have never tried it. Most of the monks today are pedantic, including those great monks in the Immortal Mansion."

"You said this is the way of heaven, then who told you this? Is it the so-called way of heaven?"

It seems reasonable, but it is full of fallacy.

It is scary for a madman to hold a gun. What is even more terrifying is that this madman does not think he is a madman and tries to force others to identify with him.

Yue Li didn't dwell on this issue. Some things didn't make sense, so he asked, "Did you succeed? What is this spring water?"

The spring water in the underground is extremely full of vitality. Yue Li is only a long way away. After taking a breath, he feels refreshed and the blood in his body flows faster.

It doesn't look like an evil thing, but rather like some kind of fairy treasure that would be in such a remote place.

Wen Miao did not answer directly, but looked at the clear spring water on the ground and said, "This is probably the legendary spring of life, which can extend people's life span. Who would have thought that there is such a treasure in such a barren land? I just saw it." It was incredible when I arrived.”

"Thanks to An Wuda, he discovered this place. I suspect that some powerful person sealed this spring here. He wanted to enjoy the secret of immortality, but he died unexpectedly."

"It took the two of us several months to break the restriction. You know, my wife shouldn't have died. This was an opportunity."

His expression became more and more crazy, and the trace of regret he had had disappeared. He put the body of the woman next to him into the spring water and slowly sank.

Yue Li wanted to stop her, but was too late. The body had already fallen into the spring water. The deep red color like blood quickly filled the spring water. It seemed that there was a white mist-like figure struggling out of the woman's body.

Yue Li opened her eyes wide and felt palpitations. She immediately turned around and was about to fly away, but she saw a white arm stretching out from the ground and grabbing her ankle.

"You are still too naive, you should have run away just now." Wen Miao sighed, knowing Yue Li quite well.

"I can reverse life and death. It's not difficult to kill you."

"I have understood the mystery of the Supreme Code from this spring, and I don't know if you can bear it."

Wen Miao's left arm was empty, with only bright white mist.

Snap.

The sound was like the snapping of bones, or like a snap of fingers, crisp and loud.

The vision went dark.

She suddenly couldn't see anything, her perception became weak, and she fell to the ground.

Her five senses and spiritual awareness were all taken away!

"I'll leave this woman An Wuda to you, and I'll do what you promised me." Wen Miao's voice came, and half of her body sank into the spring water, and her flesh and blood rotted bit by bit.

Half of the originally clear spring water turned scarlet in the process, exuding a rancid smell, and human body parts were floating out of it.

Two completely different springs flow continuously, forming a yin and yang pattern, with Wen Miao sitting cross-legged in the middle.

"Fairy, what am I talking about? People who are high up cannot always be high up. Luck may point to destiny, but luck should not remain unchanged. It should rotate, just like the wind in the mountains."

"Ordinary people should not always be ordinary people, and immortals should not always be immortals."

An Wuda muttered to himself as he walked step by step. The ghosts in the city appeared again, blocking the moonlight in the sky.

He did not become an evil cultivator after discovering this spring, but he was already an evil cultivator before. The spiritual energy in this place was too lacking, and it was probably absorbed by this spring. If he were to practice normally, he would not be able to make any progress.

Perhaps when he was sent to this place, he was already destined to become an evil cultivator.

So all this is the fault of those high-ranking and arrogant people in the Immortal Mansion.

Yes, that's it!

Under the sky full of stars, Zhou An walked on the sword. After reaching the small level of swordsmanship, he could fly the sword over long distances and faster than ordinary swordsmen.

The stars in the sky seemed to be moving away from him, avoiding him.

Tens of thousands of ghosts rushed toward Yue Li, and the moonlight exploded, revealing countless lights and shadows, but there was no Yue Li's body.

"Hurry up and chase her, she has already run away!" Wen Miao's voice came from behind.

"It seems that I still underestimated the Wugou Sword Body, which can actually resist the Great Deprivation Technique to a certain extent." He thought to himself, feeling that he was almost the same.

It was just a clone, formed by moonlight and sword intent. It still maintained a certain degree of self-awareness for a short period of time, making it extremely difficult to distinguish.

Yue Li flew at low altitude with low spiritual sense. Her five senses and spiritual sense were very weak, so it was naturally impossible for her to accept the challenge. She had to go to the nearest strange stone city for help.

This is also her only way to survive.

Most of his spiritual sense was deprived, just like an ordinary person walking on a moonless night, he could only fumble forward. Yue Li ran rampant, hit a nearby mountain, and then hit the ground in an extremely embarrassed state.

An Wuda seemed to be the only one chasing her. Her cultivation level was much higher than that of An Wuda. Even if she was deprived of her five senses and spiritual sense, she would still not slow down too much and could persist until she went to Strange Stone City.

Qishi City is very big, similar to Wu'an City. From a long distance away, you can feel the smell of fireworks and the noise that belongs to mortals.

This made Yue Li feel at ease a lot, and she could vaguely see blurry spots of light in the distance ahead.

Faintly, in the blurry sky, there were several figures approaching him from directly in front, and someone was heard shouting:

"Fellow Taoist, we see that you seem to be being hunted, and we are here to help you!"

The voice was strong and strong. It was the monk who had come to deal with the demons in the same city before. Yue Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She also sent a message and said: "The entire people in Luping County were killed by evil cultivators. One of the evil cultivators was following behind me to kill me. All the fellow Taoists in front of me helped me stop him."

Wow~

The flames rise.

Then, she saw a bright fire coming toward her in the blurry darkness.

Bang ~

Following the explosion, Yue Li fell from mid-air, with flames all over his body and a look of disbelief on his face. He realized that these people were also evil cultivators themselves.

No wonder...

"I think you are an evil cultivator when you run away in a panic."

"Hahaha."

"It's a pity that the fairy from Wangtian Sect died unexpectedly during this mission."

"The body was defiled by criminals."

The people in the sky were talking all over the place, but they didn't notice the inconspicuous sword light coming from below.

With the sound of swords, a person's head fell down.

The strength of these people was not strong. The attack just now caused her to be slightly injured. The problem was that the delay caused An Wuda to catch up.

Along with it, the sky is filled with ghosts, as if hell is also coming.

"You have slaughtered so many mortals for your own selfish desires. Do you really feel guilty in your heart?"

Yue Li got up from the ground, looked back at the direction An Wuda came from, and shouted loudly, with a burst of anger.

When An Wuda heard this, the smile on his face became deeper and full of resentment: "Isn't this kind of exploitation layer by layer? You monks who are aloof and have high ambitions and low hands have been exploiting monks like us who are not in the mainstream."

"We have no choice but to exploit mortals. They have nothing. All that can be exploited is the flesh and blood on their bodies, their worthless lives and a little bit of pitiful blood."

An Wuda felt that what he said made sense. The world was too twisted, so it had to be changed and subverted. He continued:

"Mortals only live for a few decades. It doesn't matter if you die early or later. Now I understand, isn't the long life of an immortal cultivator traded for the short life of a mortal?"

"In the final analysis, we are all exploiting these mortals, but in different ways. Don't blame us on moral grounds."

"Even if you die here today, it's your own fault. Can't you just stay on the mountain? You have to run down the mountain."

The ghosts all over the sky rushed towards him again, from all directions, with malicious light flashing in their eyes, and their sharp claws streaked through the air, making terrifying howling sounds.

At this time, she was like a small boat on the sea, which would capsize and sink in the dark storm at any time.

There is only a faint light, a faint air current, a faint smell and a vague shadow.

Continuous sword light shot out, penetrating the dark night sky.

Yue Li was extremely tenacious and did not fall down. His body was covered in blood, and the fingers of the hand holding the sword were bitten off one by one by ghosts, but he still wielded the sword.

When those evil cultivators saw this situation, their faces twitched. They felt that Yue Li was too difficult to deal with. Her five senses and spiritual senses were blocked, but she could still fight. Ordinary cultivators would have given up resistance long ago.

Yue Li showed a tragic smile, and tears seemed to flow out of his blood-red eyes, sliding down the corners of his eyes, like a newly born evil ghost: "Today, even if I die here, I will not make it easy for you."

If she had to die, she would have died on that horrific night.

The colorful sword light burst out again, flying in all directions without any accurate target.

An Wuda's expression was ugly, and the chain in his hand was extended by dozens of feet, hitting Yue Li's heart, and more chains appeared around him.

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