I just want to torture you to death, don't force me to beat you to death

Chapter 475 Pandora’s Box of the Undead

in the dark.

Chu Ning was not panicked because he didn't believe what the old man said.

Old man, what you said before was definitely not to delay time with yourself.

If the Immortal Lord had the means to deal with him, there would be no need to stop him from approaching the Immortal Mountain.

To this day, it's still possible it was a bluff.

Even if it wasn't a bluff, he couldn't panic, because panic wouldn't help.

Chu Ning's consciousness was fully released, and the green mountain armor on his body immediately protected his whole body. At the same time, the earth fire flew out from the palm of his hand, illuminating the darkness.

Snapped!
A crisp voice.

The ground fire was extinguished.

Chu Ning frowned and summoned Earth Fire again.

Snapped!
Another sound came, and the ground fire went out again.

"Brother, there is something weird here. I can't leave your body."

The voice of the Earth Fire Spirit rang in Chu Ning's ears, and a smile appeared on Chu Ning's lips. The Earth Fire Spirit could not appear, but it confirmed his guess.

The old man was bluffing.

If the old man is really stalling for time and has a way to deal with himself now, there is no need to just make the earth fire unable to show up.

The more mysterious it is, the more it means there is no confidence.

Just be careful and vigilant.

Silence, darkness.

Unable to spy with his spiritual consciousness, time seemed to have stopped passing at this moment, but Chu Ning stood there with a calm expression.

In front of Chu Ning where he could not see, the old man stared at him with a complicated expression. In the old man's hand, he held a scripture.

As he flipped through the scriptures, a black page of paper slipped from the scriptures.

The old man pinched the black paper, and finally raised his right hand. The black paper slowly floated towards Chu Ning.

The black paper floated towards Chu Ning, and the sound of scripture began to resound in the darkness.

"Immortal, immortal, non-reincarnation..."

Chu Ning's ears twitched, and he heard a majestic voice, as if someone was chanting sutras in his ears.

boom!
In the darkness, light appears.

A flash of aurora illuminated the entire darkness, and Chu Ning's pupils shrank. He saw a handsome young man standing on the top of the mountain, with unparalleled elegance.

The man smiled at him and nodded in greeting, and Chu Ning nodded in response.

Then, the man pointed with his right hand, and an invisible wave of energy came over. This energy enveloped Chu Ning. Chu Ning's eyes became dim and his head dropped slightly.

……

……

"From today on, you will never call me Zhang Budie."

"Zhang Bu Die? My name is Zhang Bu Die!"

The little boy was very happy, he finally had a name instead of being called a bastard.

"Yes, everyone in the city is dead, but you are the only one who survived. Of course you are immortal. From now on, I will be Master Qin."

"What is a master?"

the little boy asked innocently.

"A master is someone who can keep you well fed and warmly clothed in the future."

"If I have enough to eat and warm clothes, then I want a master, I want a master."

The old man led the excited little boy and walked out of a dilapidated city. Behind the two of them, there was gurgling blood flowing out of the city. Looking along the blood, there were corpses all over the city.

……

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Longevity Peak.

"Master, why am I breaking through so slowly? Many juniors have surpassed me and have already established the foundation."

The young man looked frustrated. It had been a hundred years since he joined the sect with his master. The juniors who joined the sect later than him had already established their foundations, but he was still stalling in the late stage of Qi Condensation. If he hadn't been the master's only disciple , if the master had not been an elder of the sect, he would have been eliminated from the sect long ago, let alone still enjoying the treatment of an inner disciple.

"Though you accumulate little knowledge, you will be a late bloomer. Immortal, don't be impatient in your practice. When the time comes, you will naturally make a breakthrough. I have confidence in you, my teacher."

The old man smiled and comforted Zhang Busi. Zhang Busi was moved and blamed himself. He was moved because his master was as good to him as always, but he blamed himself because he had embarrassed his master.

I heard from some senior brothers that because he was incompetent, in order to keep his status as an inner disciple, the master could only plead with the sect leader Kane, which also caused the master to be unable to hold his head high in front of other elders.

Ten years later.

Zhang Bushit walked out of the cave with excitement in his eyes. With a thought in his mind, a strong spiritual power spread from his body to all directions, causing the nearby birds and beasts to flee.

Hahaha!
Seeing this scene, Zhang Bushi couldn't help laughing.

He finally succeeded in building the foundation.

"Master, I succeeded!"

Zhang Busheng immediately found his master and shared the joy of success in breaking through the realm.

"Ahem, we have broken through the foundation."

The old man had a kind smile on his face. Zhang Bushi glanced at the pills in front of the old man and frowned: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Master needs elixirs to help him practice his skills."

Zhang Busheng stepped forward and smelled the elixir: "Master, don't lie to me. This is clearly the Gu Yuan Dan. Master, are you injured?"

Seeing Zhang Bushi's worried eyes, the old man smiled and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could the master be injured? It's just that the master has begun to enter his old age and his vitality is slowly weakening. He needs this Solid Yuan Pill to maintain his vitality."

Get old!

This is a shackles that even monks cannot escape.

Zhang Bushi remembered that his master had said that he had been cultivating for more than five hundred years. Although his master was in the Nascent Soul realm, in terms of lifespan, he was slowly entering the second half of his life.

The longest lifespan of a Nascent Soul monk would not exceed a thousand years.

"master!"

"Idiot, don't worry about the master. The master still has hundreds of years to live, but you have to step up your practice. The longest lifespan in the foundation building period is only three hundred years."

"Master, don't worry, my disciple will definitely break through to the golden elixir within a hundred years."

"Well, I believe in you, master. These elixirs are prepared by master after you successfully build the foundation. They are all useful for you at the foundation establishment level."

"Thank you, master."

Zhang Bushi did not refuse. Ever since his master took him on the path of cultivation, he would prepare elixirs for the next small realm for him in advance.

He will remember his master's kindness.

"Master, don't worry, my disciple will definitely find you a life-extending treasure in the future."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you as a teacher."

……

A hundred years later, Zhang Busheng sat alone in front of the cliff of Changshou Peak, looking lonely.

A hundred years have passed, and he has not yet broken through the golden elixir, and has not even reached the late stage of foundation building. He is still in the middle stage of foundation building.

In this life, I am afraid that there is no hope for the golden elixir.

He failed his master's expectations.

The old man's figure appeared beside Zhang Busheng.

"Master, I am ashamed of you."

"Follow me, master."

The old man looked calm and took Zhang Bushit into the cave.

"Sit there, don't ask, just keep your mind." There were two futons in the cave. Zhang Bushi saw his master's serious expression and originally wanted to ask the master what he wanted to do, but in the end he didn't ask.

The next moment, Zhang Busheng found that he was imprisoned and could not move, but he was not panicked because he knew that the master would not harm him.

But what Zhang Busheng didn't expect was that the master would transfer his spiritual power into his body.

Master, I want to help you form elixirs.

But he had never heard that the realm of cultivation could be broken through in this way.

What surprised him even more was that he succeeded.

Successfully broke through to the Golden Core realm.

Looking at the master who was instantly covered with white hair, Zhang Bushi did not feel the joy of breaking through the golden elixir, but instead felt endless self-blame and sorrow.

The master used secret techniques at the cost of his lifespan to help him break through to the golden elixir realm.

"Silly boy, don't be sad. You are my master's disciple. As my master leads you on the path of cultivation, I must be responsible for you."

"But master..."

"I would like to ask you, if one day my life is about to end, and I need to use your life to extend my life, will you agree?"

"Yes, as long as I can extend my master's life, it will be worth using up all my disciple's life."

Zhang Buzi answered immediately without any hesitation.

"That's it. These are the elixirs for cultivation in the Golden Elixir Realm. You take them first and tell your teacher after you use them."

The old man left a few bottles of elixirs and then left. Zhang Busheng failed to see that the moment the old man turned around, there was a strange smile on his face.

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Longevity Peak.

The mountain peaks collapsed and rubble fell to the ground.

Most of the mountain range where Longevity Peak is located was also destroyed. Zhang Bushit was holding a long sword and looking at the old man with a sad expression on his face.

"My good disciple, this is how you treat your master, but you have forgotten who led you on the path of cultivation, who helped you make breakthroughs step by step, and what you said at the beginning."

"The disciple has never forgotten it."

Zhang Bushi shook his head: "But master should not lie to me, let alone design my life."

"Design? Without my design, how could you survive until now?"

"The disciple could have built the foundation long ago, but master, you used elixirs to delay the time for the disciple to build the foundation, just to make the disciple's soul mutate. Later, when the disciple formed the elixir, the master pretended to use his lifespan to help the disciple break through, but it turned out that In order to plant a mark on Tuer Jindan."

"So what, if it weren't for me, you would have been a little beggar after the city was destroyed. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to survive even three days. It was my teacher who introduced you to the world of monks and made you stand out from the ordinary people. Everyone’s destiny is to be a teacher.”

"The master wants the disciple's life, and the disciple is willing to give it, but why does the master want to kill the disciple's friends?"

"Those people deserve to die. If they don't die, your immortal seed will not take shape. Just because of these outsiders, you will have to fight with the master. You are really an ignorant white-eyed wolf."

"In the end, you still cherish your life, so why make these excuses."

Zhang Bushi remained silent: "Master, even if you take away your disciple's lifespan, I'm afraid you will only extend your lifespan by three thousand years at most. What about after three thousand years, you will find another disciple, design his life again, and finally take away his lifespan?"

Facing Zhang Bu's questioning, this time it was the old man's turn to remain silent. After a while, he said: "Bu'shit, my master's qualifications are dull. If I don't practice the Sutra of Immortality, I will have no hope of becoming a god in my life. Master wants to pursue the great way. Why are you here, disciple?" Can’t you please master?”

"I forgive you, my disciple. I don't want this kind of tragedy to happen again and again."

boom!
The sword intent filled the air, covering the entire mountain peak, as well as the battle between master and disciple.

"Zhang Bu Shei, you shouldn't be called Bu Shei, you should be called Fear of Death. I gave you the wrong name!"

"The disciple is afraid of death, but the disciple will never design others like the master and take away their life span."

"Hahaha, Zhang Busheng, do you dare to swear that when you reach the end of your lifespan, you will not embark on this road of extending your life like me."

"You dare to swear!"

"You dare to swear!"

In the sword intent, Zhang Bushit's cold voice came out: "Disciple, how dare you!"

"Okay, then you swear, I listen!"

"Zhang Buyi swears here that if he uses the Immortal Sutra to extend his life in the future, he will be punished by God!"

"I don't want you to swear this oath. I want you to swear that if you take this path in the future, you will voluntarily give up your immortality and return this immortality to me!"

silence.

Several breaths of silence.

"Master, are you still not going to give up?"

"I want you to swear. As long as you swear, I will help you achieve your goal of becoming an immortal. You should know that the immortal seed is divided into two parts, one half in your body and the other half in my body. If I destroy this immortal seed, even though you are about to possess the Immortal Scripture, you will not be able to practice the techniques on it."

"Okay, disciple, swear!"

"If I, Zhang Busheng, use the Sutra of Immortality to extend my life in the future, I will return the seed of immortality to my master."

"Okay, I will make it happen for you!"

……

……

After a moment, the sword intent dissipated, and Zhang Bushi's figure stood alone on the mountain top, with sad eyes and no color.

After a long time, Zhang Bushit dragged his decadent figure down the mountain.

The figure is lonely, like a child who has lost his home and his elders.

……

……

After reading this, Chu Ning understood everything.

The old man he saw was the master of the Immortal Lord.

Zhang Bu Die, the Immortal Venerable.

The appearance of the Immortal Lord's master shows that the Immortal Lord still followed the path taken by his master, and the dragon-slaying boy turned into an evil dragon.

The Palace of the Immortal is indeed a trap.

"To teach you the Sutra of Immortality, are you willing to make such an oath!"

Just as Chu Ning was thinking, a voice sounded, and Zhang Bushit's figure appeared in front of him.

Still on that mountain peak, at this moment, Zhang Busheng had no sorrow in his eyes, but only indifference.

"The Sutra of Immortality, immortality, never entering reincarnation, can live the second life, or even the third life, the fourth life..."

Chu Ning shook his head: "I'm not interested in the Immortal Sutra."

A lifespan of more than 50,000 years is enough.

The Immortal Sutra is like Pandora's Box. He can't guarantee that he will not be tempted, so the best way is not to open it.

"The Sutra of Immortality is not just about extending life. Every time you live in the Sutra of Immortality, you can unlock one article of immortality. If you can live nine lives, you can truly become an immortal. The nine articles of Immortality are extremely powerful. You should watch out!"

Zhang Bushi pointed his finger in the air, and Chu Ning saw a domain where hundreds of millions of monks and countless creatures all evaporated and disappeared at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Busei grasped his right hand in the air, and the mountains and rivers collapsed. A complete domain seemed to have experienced annihilation. In just ten breaths, everything ceased to exist.

A magical power that was so powerful that Chu Ning could not understand it.

With one grasp, an area is destroyed.

Even the powerful Dongxu couldn't do it, but Zhang Bushou could do it easily.

Longevity and great strength.

An extremely huge temptation.

"Although it is very tempting, I told you that I am not interested in the Immortal Sutra."

Chu Ning looked firm and stared at Zhang Busheng. The two stared at each other for several breaths.

Zhang Bu Shou suddenly smiled brightly and said loudly: "Master, you lose!"

(End of this chapter)