The Age of Doom: I Can Deduce Countless Ages of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 68 The Beginning of Change
When Zhou Qing heard this voice, he was startled immediately. He got up and walked to the door of the ancestral hall. After a short thought, he knocked on the door vigorously.

But there was still no response.

Boom boom boom!
Zhou Qing intensified the force of knocking on the door, but there was still no movement.

"Old Ancestor! Old Ancestor!"

The stench that lingered at the tip of his nose when Zhou Qing knocked on the door gradually became stronger, until he thoroughly confirmed the smell.

It's the smell of corpses!There is also a sticky corpse smell like pus!
An incredible light flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes.

But now he has to admit that the source of this smell is in the ancestral hall!
Zhou Qing frantically knocked on the door until it creaked.

The door is open!
Zhou Qing pushed open the door and walked into the ancestral hall. The strong smell filled his sinuses in an instant, and he also saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

An old man in a yellow Taoist robe was lying in front of the desk, holding the floor with both hands. He looked up at the direction of the door, but his skin was blue-black from the throat, and there was a big hole in the robe at the back of his spine. Something seemed to be writhing in it.

I saw a few scarlet pupils exposed from the big hole in the robe, sensing Zhou Qing, a bloody gray mouse came out of it, the noisy squeaking and strong stench made Zhou Qing feel like he was struck by lightning at this time !
Zhou Qing didn't have time to think about the scene in front of him. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: the ancestor who protected his Zhou family for thousands of years has fallen!

……

Daqian Dynasty.

"How is the progress of the monks in the family transferring these days?"

Wei Fei held the longevity epidemic hand-copied by his servants in one hand, stood on the balcony overlooking the palace and asked Wei Hai next to him.

"Ah! This longevity plague is effective, and the monks who successfully channeled the plague gas all had different diseases. Among them, the most serious monk's body has rotted away, but he is still alive."

Wei Hai couldn't help sighing.

Immortal disease is to adapt to the aura through the body, and it takes a long time for a person to fully adapt to an extreme environment from the inside out.

After returning from Qing Xiao Sect, he immediately arranged for the family monks to practice.

But now there are not many who can guide the epidemic gas. After guiding the epidemic gas, almost half of the monks will have flesh ulcers and skin rashes that have melted into flesh and blood. Longevity epidemic is not so easy to cultivate.

"Sure enough."

Hearing Wei Hai's words, Wei Fei had an unexpected look on his face.

He didn't start cultivating the longevity disease immediately, but let the family monks practice first.

At the moment when he got the exercise, besides admiring the delicacy of this exercise, Wei Fei also saw the extreme direction of this exercise.

From Wei Fei's point of view, the longevity epidemic is not only a skill, but also a disease!
If you survive it, you are embarking on the road to longevity; if you cannot survive it, it is an epidemic.

"Do you still need to let the family monks practice?"

Wei Hai looked at Wei Fei and said softly.

The flaw of the immortal blight was something they hadn't expected before.

"Do you think we have a choice?"

"If we don't allow family monks to practice, other families may not necessarily think so."

When Wei Fei heard this question, he also sighed softly.

The aura of doom has destroyed the previous immortality.

And recasting a new road is bound to be full of hardships!
He stared into the distance and said: "Look for all the alchemists above the Eastern Desolation, and at the same time transfer all the elders who guarded the Cangjing Pavilion before the end of the law to return to Beijing."

Immortal disease!It's not that simple!
At this time, Wei Fei couldn't help thinking of Qingxiaozong again. What kind of exercises did Qingxiaozong give?
……

Dajing Dynasty, Zhuangyuan Mansion.

A young man in a robe of the number one scholar knelt in front of an old man in a white robe, his forehead was deeply buried on the ground, his hands were firmly grasping the old man's robe hanging on the ground, and his nails were embedded in his palms.

Behind the two of them, Lang Zhong in long robes covered his face and sighed.

"How could this happen! How could this be happening! Master, didn't your fellow Taoist say that after practicing this technique, you can rebuild your previous path?"

Chen Peng raised his heart and looked at the old man who was covered in black and blue. He couldn't help but let out a groan.

"Disciple, disciple."

The old man's eyes gradually clouded, and now he can only make a slight call.

Hearing the words, Chen Pengxin hurriedly stepped forward and choked on the old man's mouth and said, "If it weren't for Master, I, Chen Pengxin, would not have been destined to be in this position at all. Master has a last wish, and even if I risk my life, I will help you fulfill it."

"Teacher, don't touch my dead body after I die, it's best to bring your mansion with you..."

Before the old man finished speaking, his eyes had gradually lost sight of him and his body was falling towards the general.

"Master, master, what about the mansion?"

Seeing the old man's body collapsed, Chen Pengxin quickly tried to help the old man's body up.

Seeing that the old man was silent, he angrily shouted at the doctor behind him: "Don't just look at it! Come and see! What's going on!"

The doctors behind him hurried forward upon hearing this.

One of the doctors lightly touched the old man's body, but he only felt a soft touch.

How can human flesh feel like this?
The doctor couldn't help but look up at the others, and at this time the other doctors also noticed what was wrong.

Seeing this, one of them quickly untied the old man's robe, only to see that the old man's original flesh and blood had all been wiped away at this time, and his internal organs were festering at an extremely fast speed
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, one of the doctors who touched the old man suddenly got up and took a few steps back, but he found that his hands had been stained with a layer of blue at some point.

It was also at this time that everyone realized that the place where they came into contact with the corpse just now was covered in gray and gray.

Chen Pengxin also looked at the blue color in his palm in disbelief.

Disciple, don't touch my dead body after I die...

The old man's unfinished words surfaced in his heart.

But now it's too late!

Because the skin of Lang Zhong and Chen Pengxin, who had just touched the old man's body, turned blue-gray.

"What the hell is this??"

Chen Pengxin has been in contact with the old man for a long time, and has a lot of understanding of the matter of cultivating immortals that the master said.

But now he looked at the bluish-gray skin on his palm, and there was only deep puzzlement in his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt as if an ant was biting his lungs. He couldn't help coughing twice, but a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.

He raised his left hand to cover his mouth, but at this moment, he felt a double image suddenly appeared in front of him, and he collapsed to the ground in this instant, who had no disease on his body.

Since today, an unknown disease has spread from the Dajing Dynasty!
(End of this chapter)