The old man sat on the ground in a daze, and the blood stains on his body were still there.

It looks pitiful and terrifying.

At this moment, he is no longer a high-ranking immortal, he is just an ordinary mortal.

What about monks?

When you are alone and helpless, no one cares.

When the heart is like ashes, there is no one to comfort you.

What is the difference between it and a secular lonely old man?

"Come out!"

Ye Chen swept down from the roof and slowly walked to the old man's side.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Ye Chen was speechless.

The momentum of the fairy wind was long gone, and his eyes became even more cloudy.

Faintly, even the breath is unstable.

"Poof!"

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood again, the blood had a dull black color, his breath was much weaker, and his gray hair became whiter!

"Are you here to see my joke?" asked the old man without raising his head, full of gloom.

Looking at the disciple next to him who didn't even have a complete head, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh and didn't answer.

There was a faint stench coming from the corpse, mixed with the smell of blood, drifting away with the wind.

"Are you from the Hidden Star Sect?" Ye Chen looked at the old man and said softly.

Although I don't know the specific reason, I also heard a general idea.

It's just that I didn't expect the cultivation world to be even more cruel than I imagined!

The momentum that the old man in front of him just exuded could even feel his strength when he was peeping in the distance, but he was fiercely oppressed to the ground by the middle-aged man, and he didn't even have the strength to resist!

One can imagine how powerful that middle-aged man is!

"Yes, the old man is a new elder of the Hidden Star Sect, but he is so embarrassed!" the old man smiled miserably, his withered yellow teeth flowing out with a trace of blood, and his expression was dull.

"You have also seen me like this, if you want to cultivate, choose the Lonely Moon Sect!" the old man said bitterly.

No one wants to admit that they are worse than others, but the cruelty of reality makes the old man have to recognize the reality.

"If you can, you better be an ordinary person! At least, you won't be like me, old and helpless, and I don't even know when I will die!"

The blood that flowed from the corner of the old man's mouth was a little more, and Ju Fistula's body was shaky.

"No! I don't want to be a mortal!"

Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered for more than ten years when he became a waste, Ye Chen's expression gradually became cold, "Even if I don't know the next moment of life and death, I have to fight for my future!"

The family has long been unreliable, and the whereabouts of the parents are unknown!

The only way to change all of this is through cultivation!

Become a high immortal and expose all the conspiracies and lies to the ground!

"There is no danger everywhere in the cultivation world, and if you are not careful, you will be wiped out. Ye Chen said solemnly, this was also his emotion, "If you can't even see through life and death, then the cultivation path will definitely not go far!"

If it weren't for remembering his parents, he would never have practiced swords alone on the cliff in the back mountain for several years!

If you weren't born hopeless, you would never have jumped off the cliff and had your current self!

If there is no hope in life, what is the point of death?

Since officially entering cultivation, hundreds of people have died at their own hands, and maybe one day, they will also die at the hands of others!

"Oh, that's a light point. The old man laughed miserably and said, "If it doesn't fall on you, where will you experience that kind of fear?"

"The so-called monk is nothing more than unwilling to spend decades of his life in seclusion, wanting to have great power to dominate others, and delusionally wanting to live longer!"

The old man coughed a few times, and his breath became even more unstable!

"We monks, immortals who are high up in the eyes of mortals, in the final analysis, are just human beings who have some power, do whatever they want for their own interests!

Ye Chen was speechless.

Is this really the case with the so-called monks?

In addition to the children of the Ye family who once bullied him, those who died in his hands were those monks who wanted to kill themselves and seize the treasure.

For ordinary people, they have never killed any of them!

I have to admit that the feeling of dominating the life and death of others is really good!

And there is only one purpose for one's own cultivation!

Guard!

Protect yourself from being bullied, and protect your loved ones from separation!

"Ugh!"

The old man snorted, could no longer support his body, and fell down with a bang.

A trace of unbearability flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he stepped forward and put a palm on the old man's back, and the meager spiritual power passed into the old man's body along the palm.

"Thank you!"

I don't know when, the old man woke up slowly, and his dim eyes looked even darker under the cover of night.

Ye Chen looked at the old man and didn't speak, and his heart was mixed.

Will one day he be like the old man in front of him, dying of death?

If you hadn't followed her, no one would have found out even if you died here!

What is the difference between a monk and a mortal?

The old man got up slowly, staggered forward, and shook step by step!

"I want to join the Hidden Star Sect!"

Ye Chen looked at the old man's back, and a thought suddenly popped up!

With his own transformed root bones, Ye Chen is very confident, it is definitely not difficult to join one of the sects!

I wanted to observe which of the two sects was stronger and weaker before making a plan, but seeing with my own eyes the arrogant and domineering behavior of the Lonely Moon Sect and the powerlessness of the old man of the Hidden Star Sect, Ye Chen suddenly had an idea in his heart.

That Lonely Moon Sect is like the Ye family in the past, and the old man in front of him is more like himself who was once bullied by others!

I already have cultivation techniques, and I just went to a sect to find a master to guide me and cultivate faster!

If you have news from your father, you will still leave!

"Have you thought about it?" the old man turned slowly, his cloudy eyes as if there was some comfort.

"With your qualifications, if you want to join the Lonely Moon Sect, it's not difficult, why bother to choose a powerful sect?" The old man looked at Ye Chen, with a faint hope in his eyes, "Actually, it might be better to choose to be an ordinary person!"

"My life is controlled by me! I want to be a strong man and no longer be bullied by others!" Ye Chen said slowly, without the slightest hesitation.

"If you have a heart, see you tomorrow!"

The old man took a deep look at Ye Chen, nodded secretly, and staggered towards the darkness.

......

The night was hazy, and a figure loomed above the roof, but next to the figure were a few empty wine jars.

"Gollum!"

As soon as he raised his head, the wine flowed down his neck, and Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a hint of coolness.

"I heard that wine is like life, hazy passing!" Ye Chen said to himself, "Why don't I have a trace of drunkenness?

The old man's scene touched Ye Chen deeply.

Looking back, my past flows through my mind one by one.

If it weren't for the unexpected thunder and the magic in my mind, maybe I would have already decomposed my corpse!

As soon as he thought of the figure that shone with golden light, Ye Chen felt a headache, as if it was about to explode.

Is it an illusion, or is it real?

Either way, when you're strong, you'll learn the secret!