In a cave with high mountains.

"Jiang Changming, you promise me to bring my jade book back to Maoshan in its entirety."

The Taoist priest in an apricot-yellow robe spit out a mouthful of black blood and said word by word to the white-haired Taoist in front of him:

"You can learn the forbidden techniques in this jade book, but you can't spread them, and you can't abuse the forbidden techniques in them, otherwise I won't be blind!"

The white-haired Taoist nodded, and solemnly swore:

"Brother Yucheng Dao, I, Jiang Changming, swear to the sky today that I will bring back the secret method of your sect's inheritance that you and I have obtained."

"If you violate this oath, heaven and man will be punished!"

"Okay, remember your words." The robed Taoist priest closed his eyes and died of anger.

"Go all the way!" The white-haired Taoist made a big salute.

……

"Master, what are we doing here today?"

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a heroic sword and a magic sword asked.

"Take out the body of my Heavenly Corpse Palace Patriarch."

An old man in front of the middle-aged Taoist priest turned his back to him and said lightly.

"The body of the ancestor? What do you mean? Why is the patriarch's body in this Jiang family's underground palace? ”

"Because I want to live forever."

"Tianya, use the out-of-body method I taught you, you go into the coffin and have a look."

The old man pointed to the coffin made of white jade in front of him and engraved with nine golden dragons.

"Yes." The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded in response.

……

"Master, why?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was exactly like him and knelt on the ground in great pain.

I saw that his body was a little transparent, and the whole person was three feet above the ground, floating in mid-air.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was kneeling on the ground lowered his head, did not look at the figure in front of him, sighed and said:

"I'm sorry, Tianya, I just want to live."

"You can go in peace, I will take care of Wan'er for you."

The middle-aged Taoist priest floating in the air was extremely angry when he heard this: "You are crazy!? He's your daughter! ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest kneeling on the ground said seriously: "There is no way to do this, I won't let her know." Besides, the body is yours. ”

"You...... You, you brute! Jiang Jian! I am inseparable from you! Yes!! ”

The middle-aged Taoist who was floating in the air was so angry that he could barely speak, and at the end of the day, his eyes trembled violently, and crazy thoughts flashed through his mind.

Then he roared, turned around and pounced on the white jade coffin behind him.

"Are you crazy? You will never be born! ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest kneeling on the ground looked panicked and shouted.

"I'll never be born to stop you!"

In the white jade coffin, there is a lifelike corpse.

The corpse looked like it was in its early thirties. The corpse was dressed in a light purple woven silk robe, lying quietly in the white jade hanging coffin.

If it weren't for the fact that the corpse's chest did not rise and fall, one would probably think that the corpse was a living person.

The only thing that was different from ordinary corpses was that the corpse constantly emitted an invisible aura and a faint golden glow.

The middle-aged Taoist priest threw himself at the corpse inside the coffin, directly through the coffin with white jade texture, and pounced into the corpse's body.

In an instant, the corpse suddenly emitted a burst of incomparably thick aura.

After a while, the corpse's eyes snapped open, and there was no humanity in it.

……

"Don't!!" A woman dressed in a Taoist robe, with an elegant appearance and a hint of charm, threw herself in front of a middle-aged Taoist priest who had a broken arm.

The pitch-black claws that were stronger than the black iron stopped abruptly after grabbing the woman's face, and a hint of pain flashed on the stiff face.

Immortal Gu slowly stopped, pulled out the magic sword that pierced the shoulder blade, and roared angrily to the sky.

The sky thundered and the wind and rain raged, as if God was responding to his roar.

He looked at the woman who was protecting the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, and the rich black evil aura on his body appeared and enveloped it.

The bad bones slowly sink into the ground.

"Master, that's gone!"

A young Taoist priest who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old trembled and crawled out of a coffin.

On the mound of dozens of corpses in Taoist robes, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a heroic appearance sat on his knees.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was holding the magic sword in one hand, and the other hand was nowhere to be found, his face was very pale and his breath was weak.

The middle-aged man wiped his tears, his eyes were red, and he hugged the woman in red in his arms.

Coughing a few times, his voice was extremely weak, he asked:

"Qingfeng, how many people are left in my Heavenly Corpse Palace?"

The young Taoist priest counted the people who were still alive, and his face was full of sadness: "With you and me, Master, and Shiniang, there are still seventeen people left." ”

……

On the edge of the cliff, a woman in a red silk embroidered skirt had tears in her eyes.

With just one more step, the woman will fall into the abyss in front of her.

The woman turned her head and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest more than twenty meters behind her, revealing half of her rotting face.

I saw that her eyes were full of hatred, and she sneered:

"Xu Tianya, since I have been disfigured, I am not worthy of you, the Heavenly Corpse Palace Master, so I simply died! Go find something new! ”

Without hesitation, he jumped into the abyss.

"Wan'er, don't!"

Behind him, the middle-aged Taoist priest yelled and ran forward, trying to catch the woman.

But it was too late to watch the woman fall into the abyss.

The middle-aged Taoist priest knelt on the edge of the cliff, his face hideous and painful, and roared angrily at the sky.

……

In a deserted and dilapidated palace.

"Qingfeng, my time is running out, and I will pass on the position of the palace master of the Heavenly Corpse Palace to you today."

An old Taoist priest with a broken arm was weak.

"Really?" The bearded Taoist priest, who was nearly thirty years old, raised his head and looked full of joy.

"Yes, you come here, I have a few things for you."

The Taoist priest who was called 'Qingfeng' did not doubt him and stepped forward.

But I didn't see the ruthlessness in the eyes of the old Taoist.

……

Twenty-five years of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty.

A man in iron armor stood on the top of Mount Tai and threw the black iron spear in his hand into the valley bottom.

His eyes were extremely determined:

"From today on, I, Jiang Changming, will stay away from the rivers and lakes and courts, and no longer pay attention to worldly affairs."

"Don't love power, don't seek money, don't marry a wife, don't take concubines, don't be extravagant, don't get drunk on beauty."

"Don't enter the red dust, but seek eternal life!"

……

Maoshan Tianyuan Palace.

Shi Jian opened his eyes, revealing bloodshot pupils.

He sat up slowly, looking out the window at the still dark sky.

"How long ago was the last time you dreamed?"

Shi Jian muttered to himself, a tired look on his face.

He got out of bed, poured a cup of tea from the teapot and drank it slowly.

Then, walking to the side hall, a carpet was lifted, revealing a cellar with a candle flame.

in the cellar.

A corpse was completely sealed in a thick layer of white wax, standing there silently and motionless.

Looking at his appearance, he seems to be an old man.

Shi Jian came to the corpse and looked at it without blinking.

"Oh, longevity, longevity. One man is immortal, and all living beings are earth. ”

Shi Jian pinched the wax on the corpse with his hand and said to himself:

"It will take about three days to do it, and then it will be sent to Fukang County."