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He cultivated immortality at the age of nine, and entered the Zunhui Academy at the age of fifteen. He thought that no matter in talent or hard work, he was first-class. No one among the students at the same time could match him, and it should be easy to enter the Immortal Mansion.

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

"Wen Liang." The Great Teacher glanced at him, then at Wen Liang, and put down the jade token in his hand.

not at all.

The Great Mentor did not choose him.

The great mentor chose a man named Wen Liang, a stupid man who was born in the first immortal cultivator family in Daqi and started practicing from the womb, but he was still not as good as him.

If it was nothing more than that, he would only feel a little angry and unwilling, but until the end, no mentor chose him. As the best person in his class, he was actually treated like this.

He clearly remembered the sneer and sarcasm on everyone's face.

So what if you are 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.

As a matter of course, he did not enter the Immortal Mansion, but was sent to a small remote county town to serve as an official guard here.

"It's very good here, but there is a lack of aura, and even a cultivator can't see one. What is the difference between us and a prison!"

"At first, I thought that the mentor of 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. Not short."

"From then on I knew they had forgotten about me, no one remembered me, except the name on the roster. I didn't make any mistakes."

An Wuda said mockingly, the eyes of the dead fish were bloody, and his face was full of resentment and injustice, and he also turned into evil spirits roaming the city.

The whole city was distorted and turned into a huge ghost, and it was difficult for Yueli alone to resist. The colorful sword light was pressed to a corner of the city, flickering like ripples, getting dimmer and dimmer.

She had already sent a distress signal to the monks who came to eliminate the demons, but no one responded to her. It must be that the city is in a closed space.

Yueli stood motionless among hundreds of thousands of ghosts, and her Wugou sword made her temporarily invincible, but she also couldn't escape from here.

If it goes on like this for a long time, she will definitely die here.

An Wuda's strength is not as good as hers, relying on the city and the unknown things under the city to trap her.

Yueli wanted to understand this, so he did the opposite, cutting down the ground with a sword, the ground was split layer by layer, the houses on both sides also collapsed and destroyed, and still only the ground could be seen.

However, it can be felt that the bottom is hollow, and there are some bright fog lights overflowing from the gap, which looks beautiful, accompanied by a breath of life, as if spring is coming.

Seeing this scene, An Wuda's expression changed, and then he said quietly: "Do you want to know what is below? It is the source that can overturn the world."

As he said that, his expression gradually became crazy. A scarlet chain appeared between his hands. There was a sickle at the end of the chain. There was a shimmer on the surface, which seemed not too bright.

"The source of subverting the world?" Yue Li frowned slightly, he didn't believe what the other party said, and he didn't think that a small evil cultivator would have such a thing in his hands. No one dared to subvert the world, even a sword fairy I dare not say so.

She slashed at the crack with a sword again, and more mist drifted out from it, the big formation in the city shook violently, and the surrounding space distorted.

Yue Li was very keen, aware of the gap in the formation at this moment, and cut out with a sword, the moonlight filled the sky.

Seven-colored sword lights shot out from behind, forming a torrent that ran through the entire formation, and many ghosts died in it.

An Wuda couldn't help but took two steps back, he didn't expect Yueli to be so fierce, and only relied on the momentary opening when the formation shook, he broke through it.

He secretly had a bad idea, turned around and ran out of the city, knowing that without the support of the big formation, he would not be Yueli's opponent at all. As for the number of these ghosts in the city, they were not considered powerful, without the support of the big formation, Can't pose a threat to Yueli.

The cracks on the ground were getting bigger and bigger, and a large amount of bright white mist rushed out like a volcanic eruption. Below the city was a clear spring.

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

In the middle of the spring water sat a person cross-legged, wearing a white dress, with disheveled hair, unable to see his face clearly.

Yueli still recognized him at a glance, and he was also the head of Hezhou's seven sons, Wen Miao, a member of Daqi Immortal Mansion.

The two parties were fairly familiar before, and she recognized Wen Miao who hadn't seen him for a long time at a glance.

"Why are you here!" Yue Li questioned, feeling something was wrong, and retreated silently.

From Wen Miao's body, she felt the aura of a monk in the body-fit stage, but it was not pure, a bit messy.

Looking again, there was another person lying beside Wen Miao, who seemed to be a woman, without any breath, and a thin layer of ice formed on her skin.

The Confucian Temple opened its eyes to look at Yueli, with a smile on his face, with a graceful look, pointing to the woman lying beside him: "Yueli, let me introduce you, this is my wife, Zhang Zhiruo."

Yue Li was stunned for a moment, revealing an incredulous look, in the early years, he had heard that Wen Miao was a Taoist companion, who seemed to have died in an accident, and his name was also Zhang Zhiruo.

"Life and death cannot be detached, this is the way of heaven! Wen Miao, do you know what you are doing!" Yue Li scolded with a serious face, her face was 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 way of life and death is irreversible? This is just the understanding of the ancients. They have never tried it. Most of the current monks are pedantic, including those big monks in the Immortal Mansion."

"You say this is the way of heaven, so who told you this? Could it be the so-called way of heaven?"

It seems reasonable, but it is full of fallacies.

A lunatic holding a gun is terrifying, and what is even more frightening is that the lunatic does not yet consider himself a lunatic, trying to force others to identify with himself.

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 underground spring water is full of vitality, and Yueli is only separated by a long distance. After taking a breath, he feels refreshed, and the blood flow in his body accelerates.

It doesn't look like some evil thing, but it looks like some kind of fairy treasure, which is actually 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 fountain of life, which can prolong human life. Who would have thought that such a treasure would exist in such a barren place? I just saw it." When it arrived, it was incredible.”

"It's 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 longevity for himself, but died unexpectedly."

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

His expression became more and more crazy, and even a little bit of remorse disappeared. He put the body of the woman next to him into the spring water and sank slowly.

Yue Li wanted to stop it, but it was too late, the corpse had already fallen into the spring water, the deep red color like blood quickly permeated the spring water, it seemed that a cloud of white mist figure was struggling to get out of the woman's body.

Yue Li opened his eyes wide, felt palpitations, immediately turned around, ready to fly away, but saw a white arm stretched out from the ground, grabbing her ankle.

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

"I can reverse life and death, and killing you is not difficult."

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

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

snap.

It was like the sound of broken joints, or a snap of fingers, crisp and loud.

Vision becomes pitch black.

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

Her five senses and sense of spirituality were all deprived!

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

Half of the originally clear spring water turned scarlet during this process, exuding a rancid smell, and limbs floated out of it.

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

"Fairy, what am I talking about? It is impossible for a high-ranking person to be high all the time. The luck may point to fate, but the luck should not remain the same. 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, walking step by step, the ghosts in the city manifested again, blocking the moonlight in the sky.

He didn't become a cultivator after discovering this spring, but he had already been a cultivator before. The aura in this place was too scarce, probably absorbed by this spring. If he practiced normally, he couldn't make any progress.

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

So all of this is the sin of those high and mighty people in Xianfu.

Yes, that's it!

Under the sky full of stars, Zhou An walked with his sword, and after reaching a small achievement in the way of swordsmanship, he was able to fly with the sword at a long distance, and he was faster than ordinary swordsmen.

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

Tens of thousands of ghosts rushed towards Yueli, the moonlight exploded, and countless lights and shadows were found, but there was no Yueli's body.

"Quick chase, she has already run away!" Wen Miao's voice came from behind.

"It seems that I still underestimated the Wugou sword body, but it can resist the Great Deprivation Technique to a certain extent." He thought to himself, thinking that he was also close to the fire.

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

Yueli flew at low altitude with a low spiritual sense. Her five senses and spiritual sense were very weak, so it was impossible to fight the battle. She had to go to the nearest strange stone city for help.

This is also her only way out.

Most of his spiritual sense was deprived, just like an ordinary person, walking on a moonless night, he could only move forward by groping, Yue Li went on a rampage, bumped into a mountain beside him, and hit the ground again, in extreme embarrassment.

It seems that An Wuda is the only one chasing her. Her cultivation level is higher than that of An Wuda. Even if she is deprived of her five senses and spiritual sense, she will still not slow down too much, enough to persist until she goes to Qishi City.

Qishi City is very big, similar to Wu'an City, and far away, you can feel the breath of fireworks and the noise of ordinary people.

This reassured Yueli a lot, and she could vaguely see the blurry light spot in the distance ahead.

In the vague, blurry sky, there were several figures approaching him from the front, and someone shouted:

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

The voice was strong and centered, it was the monk who came to the city to deal with the monsters before, so Yueli couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She also said via voice transmission: "The entire county in Luping County was killed by evil cultivators, and one of them was following me to chase and kill me. All former fellow Taoists helped me stop it."

Wow~

The flames rise.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a flash of fire coming towards her in the vague darkness.

bang~

Following the explosion, Yue Li fell from mid-air, with flames all over his body, and an unbelievable look on his face, realizing that these people were also evil cultivators themselves.

no wonder...

"I think you are an evil cultivator by running away in a panic."

"Hahaha."

"It's a pity, the fairy Wang Tianzong accidentally fell in this mission."

"The corpse was also defiled by villains."

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

With the sound of the sword, one person's head fell down.

The strength of these people is not strong, she suffered a little injury just now, the problem is that after this delay, An Wuda from behind also caught up.

Accompanied by ghosts all over the sky, it seems that **** is also coming.

"You slaughtered so many mortals for your own selfish desire, do you really feel sorry for it?"

Yueli 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 the words, the smile on his face deepened, full of resentment: "Isn't this kind of exploitation just layer by layer? You monks who are high above the top and have low eyes but low abilities have been exploiting us monks who are not in the mainstream."

"We have to exploit ordinary people. They have nothing, and the only thing that can be exploited is their flesh and blood, worthless life and a little bit of poor blood."

An Wuda felt that what he said was very reasonable. The world is too distorted, so it must be changed and subverted. He continued:

"Ordinary people only live for a few decades, so what's the difference between dying early and dying late? Now I understand that the long life of a cultivator is exchanged for the short life of a mortal."

"At the end of the day, we are all exploiting these mortals, but in different ways. Don't make fun of yourself and blame us on moral grounds."

"Even if you die here today, you will have to blame yourself. Can't you just stay on the mountain? You have to run down the mountain."

Ghosts all over the sky are rushing towards me again, UU reading www.uukanshu. From all directions, with malicious gleams in his eyes, his sharp claws slashed across the air, making a terrifying howl.

At this time, she is like a small boat on the sea, which will capsize in the dark storm at any time.

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

Continuous sword light shot out, piercing 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, and he still swung the sword.

Seeing this situation, those evil cultivators couldn't help but twitch their faces. They just felt that Mrs. Yueli was too difficult to deal with. She was still able to fight after her five senses and spiritual senses were blocked. Ordinary monks probably gave up resistance long ago.

Yue Li showed a tragic smile, tears flowed from his blood-red eyes, like a newly born evil spirit: "Today, even if I die here, I won't make it easy for you."

In terms of death, she would have died on that horrible night long ago.

The colorful sword lights shot out again, flying in all directions without any aim.

An Wuda's expression turned ugly, and the chain in his hand extended tens of feet, hitting Yueli's heart, and more chains appeared around him.

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