Mao Long sat cross-legged on the dirty ground, completely naked, holding a sharp knife and cutting his skin bit by bit. The blood kept leaching out, turning his whole body into a bloody man.
When the Temple of Heaven exploded, even though he escaped immediately, the aftermath of the explosion still swept through his body, shattering his waist and tearing apart his internal organs.
If it weren't for his profound skills and protecting his heart with magic power in advance, his body and soul would have been separated long ago.
Under normal circumstances, if you suffer such a serious injury, you have to cultivate for a long time. It is best to run away and wait until the injury is completely healed before talking about other things. But the problem is that if you can live for a long time, Xu Youtu can live for such a long time.
?
If Xu Youtu dies, even if he cultivates into a true demon, who will he show it to? Who will care about him?
No matter how high your cultivation level is and how powerful your demonic flames are, without a qualified witness, what is the point of everything you have fought so hard for?
Under such circumstances, in order to repair the injury as soon as possible and even improve the strength to a higher level, the only way to have a glimmer of hope is to endure a thousand cuts and use taboo methods regardless of the consequences.
"Xu Youtu, Xu Youtu!!!"
Under the torture equivalent to his own self-inflicted pain, Mao Long raised his head and screamed.
Doing this can't alleviate his pain, but it can give him the courage to continue to be cruel to himself.
In fact, in the original movie, Mao Long's affection for Xu Youtu far surpassed that of master and apprentice, reaching an almost perverted level.
For example, at the beginning, after he caught Piao Hong, he did not immediately sacrifice her alive. Instead, he slowly waited for Xu Youtu to arrive, and then bit Piao Hong's neck in front of him.
For another example, even if he was beaten by Xu Youtu and his spirit was scattered, and when he was running for his life in a hurry, he did not forget to spit out a breath of demonic energy, so that Xu Youtu and others could stay young forever, or even become immortal.
Another example is that sixty years later, Xu Youtu failed to kill Mao Long using his last trump card, so he dragged Mao Long into hell with his disabled body.
At that time, where did he get this strength? Was it because Mao Long was willing to go to hell with him?
At this moment, in the midst of the most piercing screams, Mao Long finally completed his final transformation. His bloody body continued to wander from solid to void, and from void to solid, releasing streaks of blood-red light...
A few days later.
On a stormy night, inside the thatched cottage.
Xu Youtu squatted in front of the stove and lit the dry material with a fire stick. The dry material ignited the charcoal. The slightly humid room suddenly became warm and gradually dried.
Behind him, on the bed, Piao Hong was lying on his side facing the wall, holding the quilt in his arms, snoring softly from his mouth and nose.
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly, a figure flashed past the window, and Xu Youtu felt something in his heart. He turned around and looked around, but he saw only the wind and rain outside the window, and there was no other abnormality.
And just when he felt relieved and turned around, a figure with a faint bloody light suddenly flashed in front of him, scaring him so much that he stepped back.
"I just walked around a few times, and the expert you invited seems to have left..." Mao Long stood in a relatively dark place in the thatched cottage, and the blood-like light on his body that looked like breathing was particularly eye-catching.
"Master, please let me and Piao Hong go."
Xu Youtu fell to his knees with a bang and kowtowed repeatedly: "There are so many Liuyin women in the world, there is no need for you to keep an eye on her!"
"You are right." Mao Long nodded slightly and said: "Although Liuyin women are very rare, as long as you look for them carefully, you can still find them within two or three years. Since you know this, have you ever thought about me?
Why are you staring at her?"
Xu Youtu was stunned.
He seemed to have never thought about this problem.
"Let's make a hypothesis." Mao Long said in a low voice: "You are a lonely star with no wife, no children, no relatives, no friends, and you have brought up a child through all kinds of hardships. You give him food and clothing, and teach him to practice kung fu.
, gave all his love to the other person, but suddenly one day, this child brought back a girl and told you that he and the girl were going to fly away, how would you feel? "
Xu Youtu: "..."
"More than ten years of upbringing is not as good as a moment of joy. The other party wants to yell at you, kill you, or even find outsiders to deal with you. How will you feel at that time?" Mao Long
Said again.
Xu Youtu's heart trembled slightly and he said: "But Master, you have killed so many people..."
"I said it last time, even if I'm sorry to anyone in the world, I'm not sorry to you!" Mao Long shouted.
Xu Youtu was speechless.
"You don't treat him as a child, you treat him as a tool, a slave." At this time, Piao Hong, who was awakened by the conversation between the two, sat on the bed and said seriously.
"You have no place to speak here!" Mao Long shouted.
"I am Brother Youtu's wife, why don't I have the right to speak?" Piao Hong said: "If the purpose of raising children is not pure at the beginning, then let alone deep love."
"Shut up." Xu Youtu suddenly turned around and shouted.
Piao Hong was suddenly startled, and then she realized belatedly that she seemed to be too excited.
A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on my back.
"opinionated."
Mao Long glanced at her coldly, and then said to Xu Youtu: "Youtu, love has a shelf life, maybe three years, maybe five years, seven years. No love can last forever, but longevity can. For a woman, give up
How foolish is the opportunity to live forever?"
Xu Youtu was silent for a moment and said, "I want to enter the mysterious book."
"Can."
Mao Long took out an ancient book from his lapel, threw it to Xu Youtu in the air, and said with sincerity in his eyes: "As long as I have it, I can give it to you."
Xu Youtu stretched out his hand to catch the secret book, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Master, can't Piao Hong and I be your guardian angels together?"
Mao Long's expression changed and he said: "Of course not. This woman must disappear from your life!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned into a red light and rushed towards Piao Hong at high speed.
"boom."
At this time, a figure suddenly rolled out from under the bed, jumped up, and pushed Mao Long's chest hard with both palms.
Mao Long laughed ferociously and puffed out his chest. Zhu Yunjun's body flew up and hit the wall heavily.
Xu Youtu's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over like a shooting star chasing the moon. He opened his arms, hugged Mao Long's waist, and shouted loudly: "Piao Hong, go quickly."
As soon as the frightened Piao Hong got out of bed, Mao Long's body disappeared into Xu Youtu's arms, and he reached out to grab him.
"stop!"
Zhu Yunjun swallowed the sweet taste that surged into his throat, flew up, and slammed into Mao Long's arms, knocking him back several steps.
"you wanna die."
Mao Long was so angry that he grabbed his neck and smashed him on the floor, causing blood to spurt out.
"boom."
Mao Long stepped on his back, using it as a stepping stone towards Piaohong.
"boom."
Just when Xu Youtu ran towards Mao Long desperately, knowing that he couldn't do anything, a silver-white blade suddenly penetrated the door, shot into the thatched cottage, and stabbed Mao Long's body fiercely.
Mao Long's expression changed, and he quickly turned around to avoid it. Unexpectedly, the long knife seemed to be held in someone's hand, and he turned around and slashed towards his head.
"Whoosh."
At the critical moment, Mao Long turned into a blood shadow and came to Piao Hong in an instant. He lowered his head and wanted to rush into her body.
Qin Yao escaped to the side of Piao Hong, grabbed her wrist, and threw her behind him. He immediately raised his foot and kicked the blood shadow, and the powerful force immediately kicked her into the air.
"It's you again, damn stinky Taoist priest." Mao Long said angrily.
Qin Yao didn't want to talk to him anymore. He raised his hand to summon the ghosts and gods and ordered: "I have only one request for you. Seal him. No matter what, you can't let him escape this time!"
"Run away? Why should I run away?"
Mao Long sneered, and his body suddenly disappeared on the spot: "I will kill you all one by one, otherwise how can I be worthy of the suffering I have suffered?!"
Qin Yao put his hand on his forehead and quickly opened his eyebrows, just in time to see a faint blood shadow rushing towards Xiaoxia.
"Xiao Xia, straight ahead!!!"
Xiaoxia's eyes flashed with blue lightning, she raised her hands high and struck them down violently. Two blue electric whips whizzed down and hit Mao Long heavily on his chest. The violent lightning whip instantly knocked him out of shape and flew upside down.
rise.
"You can actually see my invisible demonic body?" Mao Long tried his best to steady his body in mid-air and looked towards Qin Yao in astonishment.
This invisible demonic body is a relatively high-end method in the Mystery Book, and ordinary eyes will never be able to detect his whereabouts!
Qin Yao dragged his sword into the air and ran towards the opponent at high speed. When he was close to the opponent's body, he swung his right hand in a circle, and the Yanyue knife, with a bright white light, rushed from behind and struck Mao Long's head.
"Uh-huh."
Mao Long flew away and became invisible again. The next moment, an extremely hot white ray flew out of Qin Yao's eyes, piercing the demon's body like a sharp blade, forcing the opponent to come out again.
"Ah~~"
Mao Long was trembling with pain. He looked down and saw a hole penetrated by flames on his chest. The flames on the edge of the hole continued to burn his body, causing him continuous severe pain and sealing it.
The power of the demonic body to heal itself.
"Whoosh."
At this time, the ray releasing endless high temperature rushed towards him again. Mao Long endured the severe pain and quickly dodged. He wanted to become invisible again, but when he became invisible, the hole in his chest did not disappear.
Mars is suspended in mid-air out of thin air, extremely eye-catching.
This invisibility hides loneliness.
"puff!"
With the circle of sparks as a target, a white-gold divine arrow suddenly pierced the void, carrying a strong wind and piercing through the Mao Long Demonic Body.
Subsequently, Xiao Wenjun's black hair, Xiao Xia's electric current, and the red and white evil spirits' attacks fell on Mao Long one after another, causing him great pain...
After fighting desperately until now, when he realized that he was only fighting for his own life, Mao Long gradually gave up. He relied on his demonic body to resist, put all his strength into speed, and flew towards Piaohong at top speed.
All the ghosts and gods flew towards Piaohong with him. Unexpectedly, he was flying, suddenly changed direction, rushed back to Athena at a very fast speed, and grabbed her divine bow.
Athena's expression changed slightly, and endless flames suddenly emerged from the divine bow. The burning Maolong instantly let go, but in that instant, he passed Athena and rushed out of the encirclement of the ghosts and gods.
Seeing that Mao Long was about to escape, Zhu Yunjun, who was ignored by everyone, stepped forward again, took out a handful of talismans from his arms, instilled magic power, and threw it at Mao Long with all his strength.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
Dozens of talismans exploded at the same time, causing Mao Long's body to sway continuously.
Although this level of attack could not cause fatal damage to him, what was really fatal was that the ghosts and gods immediately surrounded him again, and all kinds of bombings poured in.
soon.
Maolong's oil was exhausted and the lamp dried up, and he collapsed on the ground. Qin Yao slowly came to him holding the Yanyue Sword.
"Xu Youtu, don't you have nothing to say?" Mao Long suddenly raised his eyes and shouted sternly.
Xu Youtu's cheeks trembled, but he remained silent.
"Hahahahaha."
Sometimes, silence is a kind of answer. Mao Long looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and said to Qin Yao: "Don't worry about it. Since the people I care about don't care about my life and death, then I will leave by myself."
"Bang."
As soon as he finished speaking, his demonic body suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of blood and falling to the ground, dyeing the bluestone into reddish brown...
Qin Yao: "..."
In fact, he never thought about beating Mao Long's soul to pieces, but wanted to send him and Wujie to the underworld.
But what he didn't expect was that Mao Long's feelings for Xu Youtu had reached a morbid state, and in extreme despair, he self-destructed everything.
From Mao Long's perspective alone, Xu Youtu is indeed worse than a scumbag.
It's just that Xu Youtu was bad because he was bad, but he didn't kill people and bring harm to one party like Mao Long. Qin Yao wouldn't kill him just because he thought he was bad, so he said: "Xu Youtu, please sign up for the secret book."
"Brother!"
At this time, two women and two men, A Ci, Shui Ling, Liu Yun, and Luo Tian, broke into the thatched cottage at the same time and shouted in unison.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xu Youtu, who was just about to deliver the secret book, paused slightly and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Senior brother, do we think we should make a copy of the secret book first and then give the original copy to Taoist Qin?" Luo Tian said softly.
A playful smile appeared on Qin Yao's face, quietly waiting for Xu Youtu's answer.
"no."
Xu Youtu took a deep breath and said: "This set of secrets is too evil. It was because of practicing this technique that our master's character changed drastically and he finally fell into this situation. Our cultivation state and even character are not as good as our master's.
Once you practice this skill, there will most likely be a few more demons in this world."
The four of them were speechless, but still very unwilling.
After all, this secret is very likely to be the key to immortality. Who can remain indifferent?
"Taoist Master Qin, I give you the secret book. You should also practice carefully!" Xu Youtu delivered the ancient book to Qin Yao and advised him sincerely.
Qin Yao stretched out his hand to take the secret book and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know it well. Uncle Zhu, let's go."
"Okay, okay, I can finally go home."
Zhu Yunjun chuckled and felt relaxed instantly.
Qin Yao pursed his lips, put away the ghosts and gods with the ink jade ring, and walked out with Zhu Yunjun.
"Taoist Master Qin, Director Zhu, thank you very much." At this time, Xu Youtu bowed and said.
Qin Yao waved his hand to them and quickly disappeared from their eyes.
Shaoyan.
Qin Yao took Zhu Yunjun to a broken bridge, looked sideways and said: "Second Uncle Zhu, let's say goodbye here."
Zhu Yunjun was startled and said in surprise: "Aren't you going back to Hong Kong Island?"
He always thought Qin Yao was from Hong Kong Island.
Qin Yao shook his head and said with a smile: "I still have to go to the underworld. Unbounded souls need to be dealt with. They can't always be imprisoned here...Second uncle, please go first. See you in the future."
Zhu Yunjun nodded, waved and left.
After watching him go away, Qin Yao came to the broken bridge and opened the secret book in his hand.