The natural demon race is born with the Taoist lineage, has strong cultivation talents, and has a long lifespan. It is indeed a race favored by heaven.
But the long lifespan also has an end, and lifespan is also an eternal problem that faces every monster clan.
Monsters are born with a lifespan of 518 years. As long as there are no accidents or injuries, they can live as long as gods.
The word "demon" is born to be noble. It is also worthy to enjoy this blessing.
But there is no end to selfishness. Who can face life and death with a smile?
Since ancient times, the exploration of life span has never stopped.
Extraordinary cultivation is of course the right path, and what aspiring people strive for. But the path of cultivation is like climbing a mountain with bare feet. The higher you go, the more steep it gets... Only one or two monsters can reach the top.
Heaven never ceases the vitality of all things, and there are also rare roads beyond the great road.
According to legend, there is a fountain of youth in the world. The spring water is inexhaustible forever. One drop falls every 333 years, and ten drops can be combined into one mouthful. Drinking it can lead to immortality.
Ordinary demons can live as long as real demons by drinking it.
If a true demon takes it, it can also extend the lifespan of a true demon!
Baoquan is hidden in heaven and earth, and unlucky demons cannot be seen.
Of course Jiang Wang didn't know about this legend in the demon world.
So he didn't care much about the lamentation of this aging monster.
Although the evolved form of the skeleton is getting stronger and stronger, it is not beyond his control - he speculates that the strength of the skeleton should be related to Zhu Dali's power level.
From this, it can be deduced that the appearance of this skeleton may be some kind of test in the land of Shenxiao.
Because the real danger does not take into account the target's cultivation level. Only specific tests will have rules.
The demon soldier level of the demon clan is equivalent to the human race's Tenglong monk, and the demon general level is equivalent to the human race's internal monks.
His name, Jiang Wang, can be engraved on a monument of cultivation history, the number one palace in Qing history. The use of power at this level can be said to be at the top of the list throughout the past and present.
If it were under his control, Zhu Dali would not be able to pass this test corresponding to the level of strength. Then the difficulty of this test in the Land of God's Sky, I am afraid that not many beings in the real world and the demon world can pass it safely... The test is also
It won't be a test.
What surprised him was that the strange old man's appearance formed by the skeleton's evolution was so similar to that of Zhu Dali. He didn't know whether it was originally born of Zhu Dali, or whether it was gradually formed by absorbing details during the battle.
In any case, its origin is strange and there are too many possibilities.
In order not to make Zhu Dali suspicious, Jiang Wang did not use the Samadhi True Fire, but he also deliberately slowed down the speed of killing enemies to give himself more time to replenish his knowledge.
"Tao...Tao Master! Did he just say, Fountain of Youth!?" Zhu Dali asked excitedly in his heart.
Although Zhu Dali is not good at cultivation, he often hangs out on the road and has many contacts with all kinds of monsters. He knows a little bit about everything, but he has also heard the legend of the Fountain of Youth.
Although it is said that the members of Taiping Dao have noble moral character and "have their own Taiping karma in their hearts, they fight for power and gain in worldly affairs." But if they live forever, how can they be called mundane affairs?
If you have a thousand years of life, what can't you ask for?
If he has a thousand years of life, why should he worry about not being able to see the day when his ideals come true?
"Don't make a fuss. What's the Fountain of Youth?"
Jiang Wang didn't know what the Fountain of Youth was, and as the Taoist Master of Taiping, he shouldn't be unaware of the rumors that Zhu Dali knew. But these did not affect his judgment on the nature of the Fountain of Youth, and he knew what kind of treasure it was.
"Treasures from heaven, materials and earth, exotic objects and treasures, there are everything in the world, and nothing can be obtained in the world. What you hear or see is not important. What you catch is important."
With such wise words, Zhu Dali's impetuous mood gradually calmed down.
He deeply felt that there was indeed a gap between his realm and that of the Taoist Master. It was not just about cultivation, strength, and vision, but also a state of mind.
Facing a world treasure like the Fountain of Youth, even as noble as a heavenly demon, it is difficult to remain calm. In history, there have been many bloody battles for the Fountain of Youth, and it is not like the heavenly demon has not died during this time!
But even the Fountain of Youth cannot let Tao take the initiative!
How majestic.
Zhu Dali was still deeply moved. The master Taiping's superb sword skills had once again cut down his opponent.
Zhu Dali didn't have any special feelings about this opponent who looked similar to himself and seemed old and decrepit. He only regarded it as a secret and strange external manifestation.
He is still very young and has not yet feared aging.
Feeling the release of the knife's power, he remained silent and raised the long knife at an angle to the dead body. In a moment, the aging corpse in front of him flowed away like water and seeped into the ground without a trace.
"Completely wiped out this time?"
Zhu Dali just had this thought in his mind...
Coo coo coo, coo coo coo.
The sound like a bubbling spring sounded again.
Just where the old corpse disappeared, in the gaps between the rotten leaves and branches, transparent water bubbles swelled up one after another. They were born and destroyed, rising and falling.
Visually, it is strangely dense.
In hearing, it makes the listener feel disgusted and disgusted.
At some point, all the blisters disappeared.
The noise turned to silence in an instant.
Only a newly born bubble is left, getting bigger and thinner. It shines on the forest leaves, reflects the sunlight, and makes bubbles one after another...
The layers of bubbles seemed to be scenes of stories taking place, as if someone's life was evolving. But the light and shadow were too subtle and too small to see clearly what kind of story it was and what kind of protagonist it was.
The more I look at it, the less real it becomes. But the more I think about it, the more inexplicable it becomes.
Snapped!
This huge bubble has burst.
It makes those who stand here at this time seem to be awakened from a dream.
Trance is always just a dream. Although this body is here, who knows this mind!
I don't know when a white stone appeared in front of me.
The tree-lined path at your feet extends to the white rocks and turns around, but you don't know where to turn.
On top of the white stone, a fat figure sat.
Wearing a black night suit, a pure white mask, and carrying...a pair of straight knives.
He didn't look back.
Just like this, he turned his back to Zhu Dali, who was walking from the other way, and said solemnly: "There is a fountain of youth in the world. Drinking from it can lead to immortality."
Compared to the dull and painful voice of the aging version of Zhu Dali, this one's voice is sober and rich, and is closer to the voice of the current Zhu Dali.
"In the great war in ancient times, the demon tribe suffered the largest defeat in history, completely losing its ability to dominate the world and having to evacuate in a hurry.
As a great race that coexists with the present world and has dominated the present world for tens of thousands of years. Although the demon clan left in an awkward manner, they also took away some precious things in a hurry.
The Fountain of Youth is one of them.
The mountain of youth that has lost its fountain of youth has become a mediocre mountain.
Without the fountain of youth in the Mountain of Youth, the eternal source of vitality has been lost.”
The figure sitting on the white stone narrated in a tone that had experienced many vicissitudes of life: "Later, the evacuation channel was cut off by the human race, all the nine planned worlds were destroyed, and the top experts fell one after another.
We monsters were driven to the world of hell...
The ancient demon emperor fixed the geomantic omen, water, and fire, and recreated the world. The great sages of the demon clan worked together and made countless sacrifices, finally lighting up the chaotic world. The sage who took away the fountain of youth also searched this world, and used his supreme supernatural power to
Give the Fountain of Youth a new home and renew its source of life.
The Fountain of Youth is the treasure of the world, and its existence is a blessing from heaven.
Throughout the history of the demon world, there are often strong men with declining lifespans who find the Fountain of Youth and are able to continue their glorious myths.
We believe that one day we will return to this world. Just like the Fountain of Youth, just like the grace given to us by the Fountain of Youth... we will usher in new life."
The figure sitting on the white stone slowly said: "I once had a very important existence, but then I lost it. I have experienced too many regrets, none of which can be undone.
For many years, I have been pursuing the legend of the Fountain of Youth. When I finally found it after all the hardships, I found...
"It has long since dried up."
He turned around and took off the pure white mask, revealing a face that was indeed the same as Zhu Dali's, but much more mature.
On this big fat face that is by no means handsome.
Two lines of thick tears fell down.
He looked at Zhu Dali steadily with his eyes filled with tears, and seemed to see the existence that dominated this body——
"What's the point of living for you?"
This situation, this scene, these words made Zhu Dali's hair stand on end.
The Taoist Master of Taiping, who placed his thoughts on the Taiping Divine Wind Seal, could not get rid of his horror.
Maybe what he thought before was wrong. There is another, more terrifying possibility of the origin of the skeleton in front of him and the monster - this skeleton is really Zhu Dali!
Maybe it's not an apparition or a creation.
But the real Pig Dali came from a certain time in the future and met the current Pig Dali!
Fountain of Youth, Fountain of Youth, what kind of youth is it?
What on earth is the legend of the Yu Clan buried in this land of the gods tens of thousands of years ago?
Before the thinking came to a conclusion, the fat figure on the white stone had already moved. It passed by in a flash from a distance of dozens of steps, and the two straight knives drew a cruel arc of death in the air.
Record of the Taiping Sword!
No, it is a more exquisite and perfect sword move based on this.
My ears heard the clanging sound, and my eyes saw the flash of swords and lightning.
Zhu Dali's perception was completely confused. He was so stunned that he felt everything in all kinds of colors. He couldn't tell which move was which and which one had the upper hand.
Suddenly!
A beam of sword light hung obliquely in the sky,
The complex light and shadow remained motionless, and all the noisy sounds were silent.
Zhu Dali saw that his right straight knife had penetrated into the heart of the stronger and more mature Zhu Dali opposite him.
He saw the vicissitudes of life and pain in the pig's eyes opposite him, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.
No last words were heard, and there were no other changes.
Snapped!
This obese corpse burst like a blister.
It never happened again.
The woods are secluded, with sparse branches and leaves. The cold wind is restless, and the light and shadow flicker.
At this moment, Zhu Dali felt a huge sadness, like a hammer falling from the sky, smashing his heart into pieces.
He didn't know why he was sad.
"Five times."
Taiping Taoist, who was in charge of this body at this moment, just counted the numbers calmly and looked at the battle without any disturbance.
This skeleton related to the so-called "Fountain of Youth" seems to have reenacted some kind of process of death and rebirth, failing and reappearing again and again, as many as five times in total.
Five, what’s the special significance?
The five elements are five, the five sense organs are five, the five internal organs are five, the five mansions are five...
"Taoist, is he really my future?" Zhu Dali asked in his heart.
"I don't believe in destiny, but the power of time does exist. The power of fate often embarrasses me..." Taoist Master Taiping responded very sincerely: "Or it can be said that every monster has infinite possibilities, and this
Maybe it's one of your futures."
Zhu Dali was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Did I kill my future?"
Only then did he feel that the Tao Master's thoughts had receded like a tide, and he had regained control of his body.
"You have killed your misfortune." A voice suddenly sounded.
Zhu Dali suddenly turned around and saw Snake Guyu covered with wounds and bloodstains.
After confirming that the skeleton was some kind of test from the land of Shenxiao, Snake Guyu's whereabouts no longer became a problem.
If the snakeguyu passes, nothing will happen. If it doesn't pass, I think it will be just like those water bubbles, bursting silently.
"I killed...my misfortune?" Zhu Dali looked at her sudden appearance, still confused.
At this moment, Snake Guyu looked extremely weak. But Taoist Taiping, who was sitting in the mirror world, knew very well that Snake Guyu, with red lines appearing on her body at this moment, was the most dangerous moment for her.
The wounds on her body looked dense and ferocious, but they were all wounds that would not affect the fight - they were obviously exchanged deliberately during the battle.
If this test in the Land of God's Sky is based on a certain future of the target, then the weaker one's current strength is, the lower the difficulty of the test will be.
Zhu Dali relies on the power of Taoist Master Taiping to survive the test. To a certain extent, it is of course a trick. In fact, if he had to face it on his own, it would definitely be a dead end situation.
From the danger Zhu Dali faced, we can roughly infer what kind of opponent Shegu Yu encountered. This snake girl may be far more powerful than what she showed.
This magical land is truly a crouching tiger, hidden dragon!
"We are born into a sea of suffering, crying in a cage, and everything we are destined for is misfortune. If what appears in front of you is your fate, then if you kill him, don't you kill your misfortune?" Snake
Guyu's eyes were emotionless, but his body language could not hide his vigilance.
Regarding the legend of the Fountain of Youth, she also learned about it from the secret records of the Linwu Snake Family.
Compared with the Taiping ghosts who came to the land of gods in ignorance, she, the new king of Tianbang, knew some secrets.
Understand that the test just now may be the legendary "fateful bubble".
According to legend, drinking from the Spring of Youth can lead to immortality, and the water surface can reflect the life of visitors.
A heavy treasure must be accompanied by a heavy calamity.
To get close to the Fountain of Youth, you must experience the "Bubble of Destiny".
To a certain extent, this calamity can be said to be the current self challenging the future self. Of course, the strength will be limited to the corresponding level, and the "now" will have some influence on the "future" - she relies on this,
Just passed the final hurdle.
She has already experienced and passed through it, and she knows how difficult this disaster is. Therefore, she deeply realizes how terrible it is for Zhu Dali to survive the fateful crisis and remain unscathed!
"Born into a sea of suffering, weeping in a cage.", "Everything destined is suffering."
If the person present is Yang Yu or Shu Jialan, he will be able to tell that the concept described by Shegu Yu comes from the "Kuchong Sect".
The Kulong Sect is not a sect with a specific organizational structure. In other words, there was such a sect in the history of the demon clan, but it has been destroyed.
Now, it is more of an idea, with some little recognition in the darkness.
The destruction of the glorious era has also shattered the innate pride of many demon clans. Falling into the world of hell, from being the master of all worlds to becoming a prisoner of all worlds, is a pain that all demon clans cannot accept.
In this kind of pain and despair, there are monsters who forge ahead, there are ancestors who sacrifice their lives, there are those who know their shame and then become brave, there are those who are determined and never give up... and naturally some very sad thoughts are born.
A typical example of this is the Kulong Sect.
The demons of the Kulong Sect believe that the demon world is not a real world, and the demons born in this world are born prisoners. They believe that life is a boundless sea of suffering, and living is an eternity of torment.
Only through death can there be true liberation.
They believe that destroying everything is the way to fight against the cage. They have been pursuing a dazzling way of death all their lives, believing that life can only be sublimated in a brilliant death. The cage is not only imposed on this world, but also on this world.
The body is also on the path of destiny. Only by finding meaning in destruction can we get rid of the shackles we are born with.
Of course, Zhu Dali didn't understand what the Kulong Sect was, and he couldn't understand Shegu Yu's pessimistic explanation. He didn't know whether she was spreading ideas or some kind of temptation... He even couldn't sense Shegu Yu's wariness against him at all.
He just sheathed his sword in confusion: "I don't quite understand what you said. I just feel like something sad has happened... But let's move forward. There will always be a result along the way."
He still had his usual deep tone, but on the premise that he had safely passed through the bubble of fate, this deepness had the meaning of being thought about.
Feeling that Zhu Dali was unprepared, Sheguyu lowered her vigilance slightly. As she walked, the two swords flickered. In the light and shadow swimming through the gaps in the leaves, she inexplicably remembered that she was in that ordinary inn.
That afternoon of makeup alone in front of the mirror.
Think of yourself in the mirror.
He asked in an inexplicable tone: "What do you think the future will be like? Is it the fate you just saw?"
Zhu Dali thought for a while and said very seriously: "If there is a future that will definitely come true, I believe it will be peace in the world."
Recently, the chapter said that not being able to see is normal.
It will be fine after few days.
This chapter has been completed!