With the instant aging of the momentum, there is also that demonic body, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the deer blood at this moment as the end of the year.

Furrow-like wrinkles appeared on the pale face, but they disappeared as the rain fell, and although the appearance could be changed, it could not hide the collapse from within.

Jinghe Demon Fetus was born from the beginning of heaven and earth, experienced two deaths that were enough for the body and soul to dissipate, and survived tenaciously, and later cultivated the law of the ancestors and witches, turned wind and rain, stole the belief of the gods, sucked the flesh and blood of all beings, and survived to this day, and finally went to the twilight of life.

The cultivation world yearns for immortality, but it is not allowed to live forever, otherwise those innate beings in the flood period will not only exist in legends, and the gods who claim to have faith and divine status will not be dispersed have also declined along with the change of secular concepts.

Even if it is such an unscrupulous survival of the demon fetus, it will not be able to continue to persevere.

This is an inevitable outcome.

"The Dao Ancestor has the Kunlun Dojo, the Demon Clan has the Immeasurable Demon Palace, the Western Sect has the inheritance of the Elysian World, and even the secular human race has established the Immortal God Dynasty. ”

"I have existed for thousands of years, my hands have been stained with countless blood, I have seen the changes in the world, and I have thought about such an outcome, and I am unwilling but powerless to change it, especially after I have cultivated this Heavenly Method. The Wu clan fought a war back then, and the inheritance was exhausted, and this technique of "Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain" is only the only one in heaven and earth, and if it is brought into the dust like me like this, it is really a tyrannical thing. ”

"The sword at your waist can be used to kill, to chop vegetables, or to use it as a bamboo stick, but it can't be buried in the earth. ”

"Whether it's a magic weapon or a spell, it must be used to be useful, and if the so-called method of reaching heaven cannot give me immortality, then it seems to me that it is no different from a roll of papyrus. ”

The sound of deer blood was very weak, mixed with the sound of the dripping rain, which looked particularly sad, as if it was about to lose its vitality in the next moment.

His words are very simple, like an old man's explanation to his juniors when he is dying, without any fierce demonic energy, only plain and relaxed, which makes people can't help but want to sympathize.

Xu Yuanxin lowered his head and pursed his mouth, looking like he had been infected by the words of deer blood, and he had a feeling of regret.

Ning Shu didn't have such a touch at first, but as the sound of rain in his ears grew louder, the bleak words that accompanied the sound of rain seemed to have infiltrated his perception world.

Just like the old scholar when he was dying, it was also like this, very plain, but with a hint of nostalgia in the relief, and he also had to preach to the younger generations.

The Demon Fetus is trapped here alone, and has lived for endless years, which must indeed be a relief.

Ning Shu, who had been vigilant and tense nerves, relaxed at this moment, as calm as listening to an old man tell a story.

Those who are about to die are also good in their words.

The bones in the cave had been turned into powder, and then washed away by the rain, leaving behind the dark gray land below, which had been precipitated for thousands of years.

And the rain silk formed by weak water is no longer full of destruction as before, but now it is like a gentle spring rain, cold and moisturized, falling on the body, replenishing the mana that the two of them had consumed all the way before.

Accompanied by the sound of rain is the bland words of deer blood, and the reflection of the sound through the wall controls the volume in the open environment, like a leaf falling into the surface of a lake, with ripples that are large and small.

Without the rotten bones, without the silent rain, everything in this cave is real.

Lu Blood told all his stories in this imperceptible change, and all the details were unheard of by Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin.

After a long time, the sound of deer blood faded until it disappeared.

He looked at the two below, with great affection in his eyes, like a twilight sunset.

"The sacred lake has been opened many times over the years, but no one has ever been able to cross the weak water, and I have calculated that when someone crosses the weak water one day, it will be my limit. Because there are no immortals in this world, no matter how hard they struggle, they can't escape the arrangement of fate. ”

"It's dusk, it's not dawn. ”

Lu Blood smiled and said: "I should have realized this, if I passed on this inheritance to that young man that day, maybe I could really be liberated as soon as possible, what is the difference between living like this and the maggots in the brick cracks?"

Xu Yuanxin raised her head and looked, in her eyes, this demon fetus was no longer a demon at the moment, but a mortal person with real emotions and real emotions.

The blood of the deer is him, he is the blood of the deer.

Lu Xue looked at Xu Yuanxin and said with a smile: "You came down from the Immortal Palace, Kunlun is the dojo of the Dao Ancestor, presumably the richness of the collection of books and the weight of the inheritance, naturally it is not comparable to me, but I think there should be no such method as "Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain", your talent is something I have never seen, and it is not even weaker than those famous big people in the wilderness, this method of reaching the heavens is much more useful to you than to me." ”

Then he looked at Ning Shu again, nodded and said: "Your realm is still low, but the future is limitless, I can feel that there is a sense of revenge in your heart, I can't persuade you to let go of your obsession, but I can pass on the meager strength of my rotten wreckage to you, so that you can end the grievances as soon as possible and return to your heart." ”

Ning Shuyan's eyes were confused when he heard this, as if his eyes were blurred by the rain.

Yes, since he left Ping'an City, he has experienced the incident in Shucheng, and the direction of his cultivation has been in a state of flux, even after entering Taifu, he has been corrected many times, and even Gu Weiwei has pointed him out on the Tianya View, but when he looked back at Nanwang City on Daze when he went south, the sense of revenge hidden in his heart surged again.

The words of the deer blood spoke right to his heart.

He needed strength, comparable to the power of the Great Avatar in a short period of time.

Legend has it that those masters who live in seclusion in the mountains will always go down the mountain to collect disciples when they are dying, or take the young man who strayed into the mountain under the door and teach the mantle, these experiences are called adventures, and it is the same as falling off the cliff to get the scriptures.

The most important things that can change a person's destiny are ability and money, and for practitioners, money is far less important than ability.

Mastering the method is called wisdom, and the ability to change is wisdom.

The Jinghe Demon Fetus has survived to this day, it can be said that it is both, and if it can get his mantle inheritance, it will inevitably become the most dazzling star in heaven and earth.

In the past, I often heard Yuan Youtao complain that he didn't want to work hard, and then fantasize about the days of inheriting the family business, Ning Shu couldn't understand the pleasure of sitting on the golden mountain at that time.

But now, there was a mountain of gold in the cultivation world in front of him.

Just a few steps away, at your fingertips.

You can take revenge, you don't have to hide your identity to hide from the prince of the demon clan, you can get away with the world, you can ......

As long as you accept it, everything can be realized.

Ning Shu knew very well the benefits of doing so, those demons that had been haunting him for more than a year would be completely smashed.

And he will also have the power to change the world, such as the plague he saw when he was young, the chaotic world after famine, and the north facing war.

Although Xu Yuanxin was extremely moved by the words of the deer blood, because what the deer blood wanted to do was the purpose of her trip, if she could get the method of reaching heaven before the flood, it would be worth the trip...... But that didn't keep her engaged.

She watched Ning Shu take a step forward, and subconsciously pulled the young man's sleeve.

And Ning Shu didn't react at all.

He is not Xu Yuanxin's kind of goddess who has lived in the Jade Void Palace since childhood, nor is he a royal child like Ji Chaosheng and Ji Chaoyue, nor is he as talented as the senior sister Xu Yuanxin who is so talented that she goes out of the mountain to personally accept apprentices. His path to cultivation was too difficult, and there were all kinds of repressions mixed in, all of which caused this thirst for power to gush out under the words of deer blood.

Because of the desire, I took a step towards this power that was within reach.

There is a first step, there is a second step......

It's tough, like it's going through some kind of ideological struggle.

Lu Blood sat on the stone platform after the bones subsided, and looked at the young man in front of him with a smile.

The rain in the cave did not stop, just like the previous flat boat sailing on weak water.

Growing larger, Ning Shu's eyes were hazy.

Although the eyes could not see clearly, the target did not deviate in the slightest.

Step by step, he didn't stop until his knees touched the edge of the stone platform.

Xu Yuanxin felt very strange, she wanted to stop Ning Shu, but she couldn't make a sound, and she couldn't even raise her hand.

She could only watch this strange plot unfold one by one.

......

......

Deer Blood stroked the pale hand on the top of Ning Shu's head, as if it would instill a lifetime of spells into him in the next second.

The law of innate beings, the law of the Flood Witch Clan, and all kinds of cherished spells and cultivation experience......

Ning Shu is a descendant of sacrificial wine, and the future has a bright future, even if he has talent and a famous teacher, it will take more than ten years to set foot in that realm, but who knows what will happen in the course of more than ten years, maybe he will die early, or maybe the object of revenge will have unexpected changes.

It's too long.

Unpredictable length.

If you can have such a shortcut now, you will become that ideal self in the next moment, who can resist this temptation?

Ning Shu was not a spotless saint, and now that he was confused, he had taken every step unconsciously.

Perceiving the heavens and the earth, you can vaguely hear what Xu Yuanxin is saying, but the words in it are indistinguishable.

At the same time, he felt that what Lu Blood said was very reasonable, since he could not persuade others to let go of the grudge in his heart, then speeding up the resolution of this matter was the best result, which could not only complete the goal, but also free himself.

Is that so?

That is true.

Ning Shu's heart was hazy with rain and mist, and contradictory conversations kept appearing.

And the fingers of the deer blood are slightly curved, and the bones under the skin are distinct.