Waiting for the dawn and returning to the nest and killing them all is the best way to think of right now.

Go out and catch them one by one, which is time-consuming and laborious, and you may not be able to catch them.

I looked at the time, it was not yet three o'clock in the morning, the beginning of spring had just passed, the days were still short and the nights were long, and it would take at least three hours for those demon bats to come back.

In order to pass the long night, I asked the old man, "Senior, it's still early, can I ask you some questions?" ”

"I am grateful that you will speak with me when I am dying, and I will know all the questions you have." The old man replied simply.

"When the Shura Gate was destroyed, you fled here in a hurry, how could you have the ability to build such a big hall?"

The old man laughed when he heard my question: "This hall was not built at that time, at that time we were already powerless, embarrassed like a lost dog, where can we afford to build the hall." ”

The fat man wondered: "Could it be that it was repaired in advance and used for evacuation?" ”

The old man shook his head: "This hall is the hall of the Shura Gate back then, and when we escaped, we brought the hall out together." ”

When the fat man heard this, his face was full of disbelief, and he glared and said, "Old man, you are not authentic, our brothers are here to chat with you, why are you still talking to us?" Such a big hall, you said you moved here? You move another one and let us see it for a long time. ”

"Haha......" The old man was amused by the fat man's words, and laughed for a while before stopping, "I see that the two little friends are also cultivators, and they may have heard of the technique in the pot?" ”

In fact, there are many records in the history books of this pot in the arts, such as the well-known "Peach Blossom Spring", which records an event about the art in the pot.

The small hole that the protagonist gets into is actually the spout of the pot, and the peach blossom source is in the pot.

So, after he came out, when he took Taishou back to find the entrance to the cave, he couldn't find it again.

"Isn't the pot in the jutsu immortal? How could you Shuramins? I asked, frowning.

"Going back to the origin, immortals are also cultivated by people, but now in this era of the end of the law, aura is scarce, the environment for people to practice is poor, and there is a huge gap between people and immortals. Back then, the patriarch I sent was an almost godlike being, and this pot of magic was nothing to him. After the patriarch ascended to the Shura realm, he left the pot in the sect, which can be regarded as leaving a way back for us who are latecomers. ”

"After the great war that year, the general trend of the Shura Gate has gone, and the powerful people in the sect put the Shura Hall and the remnants of our sect into the pot together, and teleported the pot here with a teleportation array. We have stayed here in accordance with Providence. It's just that the war has greatly damaged our vitality, and the only remaining more than 100 people, who want to revive the mountain gate, have no way to return to the sky, so they each practice here, thinking that one day they can cultivate the supreme practice in the sect, and they can go to the Shura realm, but it's a pity...... Alas! ”

The fat man looked confused and asked, "So, we're in a pot now?" ”

With that, he looked around.

I also thought it was all too incredible, and I couldn't help but look around, only to find that there was no abnormality around me at all.

When the old man saw us like this, he smiled and said: "The pot is a world of its own, you can't see the fame like this, if you don't believe it, you can dig down the edge of the well after you go out, and it won't take long to dig the pot out." ”

The fat man didn't know what to think, and after listening to the old man, he grinned obscenely: "This pot is really going to be dug out, is it worth the old nose's money?" ”

The old man did not hide it: "For those who know the trade, it is indeed a priceless treasure." ”

Suddenly, I saw the fat man's eyes turn several times, and a hint of joy rose in his eyes.

I know that this thing must be waiting for the old man to burp so that he can pick up ready-made treasures.

Then I asked, "In your faction, apart from your ancestors, are there any other people who have cultivated to the Great Completion and gone to the Shura Realm?" ”

The old man sighed: "In the heyday of our sect, there were not a few people who cultivated to go to the Shura realm, but since the defeat, there has been no one left. ”

As he spoke, he shook his head again and again, as if he was unwilling.

Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but ask again, "What is the Shura Realm like?" Let you rather go there and be monsters who are not human, god, or ghost, is it just for the sake of immortality? ”

At this point, the old man showed an indescribable hope: "It is the closest place to the Divine Domain, where the people have supreme supernatural powers, the Asuras can fight with the gods without losing, and those who cultivate to the highest level can slaughter the gods, and they can also go to the immortal realm......"

"Do you want to become an immortal?" The fat man teased.

He smiled bitterly and continued: "Just ask the cultivators of the world, who doesn't want to become an immortal? You don't want to because you haven't gotten to that level yet. ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, and said: "There is a secret book of becoming an immortal in the main hall, you go and take a look, and after reading it, you may want to become an immortal." ”

The old man's words aroused my interest, I want to see what is good about becoming an immortal, so many people flock to it.

With that in mind, I got up and walked towards the main hall.

A few steps up the white jade steps, there is a large desk with some ancient books on it.

I walked over to find the book of immortals that the old man said, but as soon as I got in front of me, I was attracted by the mural behind the desk.

In the middle of this mural, there is a monster statue with three heads and six arms, and horns in front of the forehead, the statue tilts its head slightly, looking high, looking down on the world, and there is a majestic posture of the sky and the earth with the momentum of the rainbow!

Around the statue, many people prostrate on the ground and kowtow to it.

These people were all thin, with withered faces, like dried corpses, and behind each dried corpse, a bat was drawn in a very abstract, vague brushwork.

That's right, it's bats!

I stared at this painting, and the painting in this painting was undoubtedly the disciples of the Shuramon, but why did they all have a bat behind them?

"After the demon cultivates Shura, the Yuan Shen can leave the body at night, conjuring birds and beasts, cannibalistic spirits, and seducing people's souls......"

What the fat man had said to me rang in my head again.

The Shuramun can transform all living things, as the old man just told us.

I suddenly snorted, my heart was shocked, I turned around directly, raised my bone sword, walked a few steps quickly, and stabbed at the old man.

The old man reacted very quickly, and as soon as the bone sword sword qi reached his eyes, he directly lay down on the ground and rolled.

Then another carp stood up and ducked to the side.

I didn't allow him to stand still, and hurriedly swung a sword.

With this sword, I drew out a little dantian power from my body and poured it into the sword body.

Under the slash of the bone sword, the sword qi turned into a white man, which directly slashed into the old man.