Chapter II

Until this moment, Peng Wanli couldn't figure out a problem, even if he arrived in a completely unfamiliar world, and his strength declined, but at least he still retained the True Monarch level, no matter how he said, he couldn't be injured by those village men with brute force, even if he stood still, let them cut with a knife for hundreds of days, it was impossible to hurt a hair, but the reality was ...... I beat this group of barbarian villagers with bone sticks to break their tendons and fractures, and they are about to die...... How can you accept such an unreasonable thing?

However, when he saw the pile of things on the young man's fingers, he suddenly felt that he was suddenly hit by five thunderbolts, and in the corner of this earthen cave, there was a broken lamp, a half-broken robe, and a red flag, which at first glance looked ordinary, and only the monk could vaguely feel the vast immortal aura hidden in it, and he could recognize this flag.

"It's ...... Zhenhai Red Immortal Banner! Little thief, how dare you ......?"

The earth-shattering treasure of the East Pearl Gate, it is said to have infinite magical powers, the incompetent ancestor spread the flag to roll the stars, swallowed the sun and the moon, suppressed millions of miles, and the Tao was endless, and later with the incompetent ancestor in March under the Prancing Horse Immortal, since then he will not stay in the world, how can he think that he will be in the other world, and he will be thrown into this corner and dusty in decay......

「...... Nine Heavenly Lotus Lantern, Red Refining Burning Sun Immortal Clothes...... Liangyi bundled immortal rope...... Four Elephants Pagoda...... This—This is all Daojun...... No, the immortal weapon used by the true immortals, why ......?"

"Look at your surprise, are these things awesome?" The young man plucked his nostrils with his little finger and said, "All the people who came before you stayed, do you want to call them seniors? They are the same as you, they are awesome when they come, but they are quickly settled, and when they die, they always say that if they have half a day to recover their state, they will wash the village in blood and kill all the people...... Of course, it's slaughtered, there is one who grows very strong, and after he dies, the bones become bigger, and the people in the village pick it up and hunt, and the effect is good, saying that it is better than a bow and arrow, and it is estimated that it is to use this to break your head...... I also kept one and put it there to press the paper......

「...... Wisdom Roots!"

Peng Wanli's eyes were dark, almost fainted, shaking a corner of the pile of books, pressed a piece of white bone, although the blood has dried up, the color is dim, but it can't help but exude immortal energy, it is the remains of the true immortal, although it has not been exercised, it is still more powerful than many Tianzun-level treasure soldiers, it contains a true immortal before the death of the law of the avenue, waving it, such as the avenue in hand, especially has a suppressive effect on the monks, if in the original world, it is the supreme treasure that everyone is crazy to rob.

Just a true monarch, under the supreme power of the true immortal, naturally the fart is not as good, no wonder his mana is invalid, he was smashed by the bone club, his body was defeated, and what King Kong is not bad, all of them were defeated cleanly...... It's just that the dignified true immortals, transcendental, respected as the Taoist ancestors, the top of the monk's cultivation path, the most deaf and the most detached is not to ascend and transcend, to become an eternal existence, but to be buried in the other world, not all corpses, corpses and bones...... was so humiliated and ruined......

The road to immortality is difficult, which one has achieved something on the road to immortality, is not the one who has worked hard and painstakingly, and given up countless things that are difficult to give up, so that he can survive it? After experiencing endless suffering, paying most of his life, he got the most ...... Is this the end?

Thinking of his life and everything he had paid, Peng Wanli almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and practiced penance all his life, not for such an ending, looking at those "predecessors" who were one step ahead of him...... Even before they became true immortals, they were also the top figures of the entire era of Wei Zhen, and now they have fallen into such a fate, if they had known this, would they have soared? Will they insist...... Cultivating immortals?

Even if you don't care about these, the fact in front of you is that you will soon follow in their footsteps, and you will have a dream of cultivating immortals for thousands of years, and this may be fate, or it may be a merciless mockery of the Heavenly Dao, but is you willing? In order to ask for a breath from this absurd world, and in order to prevent your Dao method from losing its inheritance, maybe you should ......

Countless thoughts came flooding back, and Peng Wanli suddenly noticed that the young man was still staring at him, "Junior, what are you looking at?"

"Oh, it's nothing, see if you want to say something, and if you have something for me?" the young man dug his nostrils and said, "I'm a person in charge of collecting and burying corpses, and I will bury you outsiders, and if there is still a breath left, I will also help record the last words, which can be regarded as helping you leave something in the world." 」

"You're right, I have a practice I want to pass on to you, in order to repay your virtue of receiving, you remember......

"Sure enough, you outsiders are always like this, you are not afraid of death when you come, you are on a rampage, you are really going to die and you are busy trying to keep things, I am really afraid of you......

"This technique is extremely powerful, but it is extremely aggressive to open the way with killing, so you need to be careful......

This technique that I am going to take out and teach, is the blood shadow evil skill of the Demon Sect, when I killed a demon in my early years, I accidentally got it from his pocket, I was amazed by the magic and mystery of the content, and I was afraid of this blood-devouring demon technique, and I hid it deep into the seal, and now I ...... There was just an opportunity to deliver the "destined person".

"Yes, yes, they all say that you are always like this, and you still don't believe it? You are all dying, if you want to leave a treasure and not leave a treasure for the benefit of the world, you have to leave a murderous person, let people kill everywhere for you, I said that you outsiders are sick in the brain, right?"

The young man frowned, went to the pile of miscellaneous items behind him for a while, took out a broken book with a stained cover, threw it in front of Peng Wanli, and said, "What did you say about the person called Huigendao, and he also left a similar thing down, and it was similar to what you said, anyway, it was about the same, you help to see which one is better, I will pick the good one to stay, and don't take out the rotten one......

「...... No, the Immortal Phoenix Nirvana Sword!"

Peng Wanli's eyes are about to bulge out, Daojun is worthy of being Daojun, the secret left by the Huigen Daoist is the supreme secret of the Fengyin Divine Palace, the immortal phoenix Nirvana sword washed the world in blood, although the cultivator is only the emperor, but he beat Tianzun and Daojun to hug his head and run away, invincible for a while, compared with the blood shadow evil skill, it is like child's play, it is not a level of things at all, if it is not for his own life in an instant, Peng Wanli even wants to immediately open the secret book and read the shocking secrets inside.

With such a world-shattering art in front of him, how can he get his hands on such a thing as the Blood Shadow Evil Skill? Thinking that the most reckless plot before his death was seen through, like a child doing a bad thing for an adult to take, Peng Wanli was ashamed and ashamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Wow......

"Hey, don't be busy spurting blood, alas, there are so many outsiders in a mess, and the most troublesome thing is you immortals, even the neurotic who wants to stuff iron tablets into my brain, it's not as difficult for you to serve, just say a few words and spurt blood, the mental quality is so poor, don't cheat the corpse, just die!

"You...... What are you going to ask?"

"Ah, I just want to ask, what is an immortal? Isn't it amazing? Why do you all look very awesome? Of all the outsiders, you are the most lame, and what do you often mean by ants? When you see people, you call out, yes...... Are you called sir, miss, and uncle? 」

Peng Wanli was silently asked, he wanted to try to make the young man understand that the power of the monk moved mountains and seas and turned the sun and the moon, in comparison, ordinary people are naturally like ants, but with his current miserable situation, saying such things is just self-inflicted humiliation, and he is not worthy.

"You don't want to say it? Why do you have such a great hatred for this world? You have to die, and you still have people kill you everywhere? Can killing people make you immortal or resurrected? What does this world owe you?"

Speaking of which, Peng Wanli had something to say, "...... You, you don't know the Dao, we have been cultivating for nearly 10,000 years, and how much hard work we have gone through to have the cultivation we have today, and we have soared to become immortals, but this has come to an end! How unfair is the way of heaven? Can't I take revenge on this unfair world?"

「...... It's been 10,000 years, I've been cultivating for 10,000 years, and I'm still this kind of heart, I'm angry when I say it, and I'm red faced when I say two sentences about you, no wonder you've been practicing for so long and you're not an immortal. 」

"You...... This...... This is ......."

Peng Wanli was speechless, he was dignified and Tianzun, he was hit by a mortal boy, if in normal times, he would be pinched to death with one finger, but even if he was pinched to death at this moment, he only sat down to confirm the accusation of "cultivating for a thousand years and not being quiet", and his heart was anxious, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Wow! Spurting blood again? As for it? I'll just ask, all those who have cultivated for ten thousand years are like you? Actually, you don't have to hate it so much, you are an inverted frieze, you came to Xiaojiao Village, and they killed you, but you also killed their people, one life is worth one life, it is enough! You should have killed others before, right? Then there is a profit, why hate it?"

Before the words, Peng Wanli just couldn't answer, this sentence was in his ears, but Peng Wanli was like a thunderbolt, and he thought of a question that was gradually forgotten since he embarked on the immortal path.

...... When others kill me, I am so miserable and hateful, so if I kill others, they also feel so bad?

Together with this thought, the countless vendettas experienced in his life are vivid in front of him, in order to snatch the immortal treasure, kill people at every turn, and kill ants at will in order to be offended by Xianwei...... When they are proud, they are ants, and they do not realize that there is no difference between the two sides until they are crippled and dying...... Immortals, immortals, immortals, how can immortals not be human beings?

In order to climb to the top of the immortal path, he stepped on countless corpses of the same kind in his life and climbed up, and his feet were full of a sea of blood, and those who can respect the existence of the Taoist ancestor, which one did not come over like this? Although there is no Buddhist karma in the Daomen, but all the laws return together, Peng Wanli remembered the killing karma he had created in this life, and the faces of those ants who died under his hands suddenly sweated profusely, and infinite regret came to his heart.

...... Heaven has a spirit, how can he become an immortal if he tramples on his fellow kind and despises heaven and despises the way? What qualifications do you have to become an immortal? Being sent here and suffering this fate is indeed a deserved reward, and it is not wronged at all......

In an instant, the resentment disappeared, Peng Wanli tried his best to support his body, and nodded to the young man in thanks.

「...... I was stupid in my life, and at the end I was fortunate to have a little friend to enlighten me, which was enough to comfort this life...... Thanks a lot. 」