Mortal Seeking Immortal

After a while, Ye Zhou followed the leader to a study room filled with various jade slips.

After entering the room, the leader turned his back to Ye Zhou and stood quietly behind the desk, seemingly deep in thought.

Ye Zhou didn't dare to look around. He stood there and collected his thoughts. He moved his eyes slightly downward and stared at a paperweight made of spiritual jade as white as suet on the desk and waited.

I don't know how long it took, but Ye Zhou felt that there was suddenly a line of sight behind him. This line of sight had been looking at him secretly. And as time went by, this line of sight became stronger and stronger, gradually making Ye Zhou feel like a light on his back. Very uncomfortable.

And I don't know when, Ye Zhou suddenly felt depressed, inexplicably restless, and vaguely wanted to find someone to fight to vent his anger.

Fortunately, Ye Zhou quickly realized that something was wrong with him, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to regulate his breath, trying to calm down the restlessness in his heart.

I don't know how much time passed like this, but the restlessness in Ye Zhou's heart did not calm down because of his breath adjustment. Instead, it became more and more intense.

Just when he was about to lose control of the restlessness in his heart, the leader suddenly turned around, sat on the chair behind the desk and said, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the line of sight falling on Ye Zhou's back suddenly disappeared, and the restlessness in Ye Zhou's heart also dissipated without a trace with the disappearance of the line of sight.

Ye Zhou couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and loosened his clenched fists at his side. Only then did he feel the coldness in his palms. After testing his fingers for a while, he realized that a thin layer of sweat had formed on his palms.

The headmaster nodded slightly and looked at Ye Zhou from top to bottom with a strange look of joy, as if he was looking at some rare treasure. A rare smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said: "You persist under his gaze. It lasted for two quarters of an hour. Although it was not as long as some of my other direct disciples, it was still pretty good."

Ye Zhou opened his mouth and was about to ask the leader what fierce thing was staring at him just now, when he saw the leader raised his hand and stopped Ye Zhou from speaking.

The headmaster picked up a jade slip from the desk in front of him and handed it to Ye Zhou, saying: "Don't ask anything, just listen to what I tell you. This jade slip records a magical and powerful body-building skill of our sect." "Fa, after practicing this body-building technique, you can not only strengthen your physical body, making it as strong as a spiritual weapon, it can't be killed by flying swords, and it can't be invaded by water and fire. It can also reduce the difficulty when you hit the bottleneck!"

"This technique is my sect's most valuable tool for suppressing teachings. After you learn it, you will realize the many wonderful benefits by yourself."

Ye Zhou took the jade slip, feeling both excited and confused.

What is exciting is that after practicing this technique, his ability to take beatings will be greatly improved, and he will be able to deal with more crises and challenges in the future.

What is puzzling is that since such a wonderful body-building technique is so wonderful, why did the master teach it to a new direct disciple so easily?

Seemingly seeing the doubts in Ye Zhou's heart, the leader explained: "Although this skill is magical, not everyone can practice it. Only those who can sense that thing are qualified to practice it."

Ye Zhou immediately asked: "Does that thing refer to the line of sight just now?"

The leader nodded and said: "Yes, that's it. You can only read this skill here. You are not allowed to take it out of the study, and you are not allowed to leak it out. Violators will be punished with death!"

Ye Zhou nodded and took the jade slip with both hands: "Thank you, Master, for teaching me Taoism!"

After saying that, he put his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip and looked at the contents inside.

What was engraved on the jade slip was a picture that shocked Ye Zhou extremely.

The picture shows a huge demon king with a body as big as a mountain and a human-like appearance. This demon king has four arms, and its demonic energy soars into the sky. The clouds and mist are dyed pitch black by the demonic energy. There is a demon king on each arm. There is a copper ring engraved with magical charms, and each hand holds an ancient sword, a copper mace, a pearl, and a divine seal. A pair of golden eyes gazes at all things.

Ye Zhou only glanced at those golden eyes. The next moment, he was already in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The sky above his head was red, and the surrounding area was devastated, all showing traces of the aftermath of the war. There were several black cracks on the horizon, and these cracks were still expanding. The mountains, rivers, and earth in the distance were slowly collapsing and turning. For the powder.

Ye Zhou only felt that the place under his feet was extremely soft. When he lowered his head, he realized that he was stepping on a human corpse with wide-open pupils.

This corpse was extremely huge, three feet high. The fatal part was in the chest, where there was a terrifying black hole. In the hole, there was only a mass of charred rotten flesh at the heart.

Ye Zhou continued to look down and saw that under the corpse was a hill made of countless corpses. strands of golden, thick black, or green blood flowed out from each of the still fresh corpses.

These corpses were immortals, gods, or demons in life, but they all lay on the ground without distinction after death. Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

The sound of collapse in the distance is the desperate cry of this world before its destruction.

There is no life left in this world.

As soon as this idea appeared in Ye Zhou's mind, a sharp gaze fell condescendingly on him.

Under this gaze, Ye Zhou felt like a humble ant.

A huge sense of fear swept through Ye Zhou's body instantly, making him weak, his back felt cold, and he couldn't even resist in his heart.

time flies.

I don't know how long it took, but just when Ye Zhou felt that he was about to die quietly in this gaze, the shadows of his parents, the little gourd, and the small mountain village suddenly flashed in his mind.

No, he cannot die, he must live, he must live forever!

Ye Zhou's shaking hands clenched tightly unconsciously. His strong desire to survive made him raise his head and look directly at the gaze.

The owner of the gaze was the demon king he saw in the jade slip. The demon king's figure was taller than what Ye Zhou saw in the jade slip. He stood there and could touch the sky above his head with just a slight raise of his hand.

Just as Ye Zhou's eyes fell on the demon king, the demon king moved. The hand holding the divine seal behind him slightly raised, and the divine seal with dazzling colorful divine light flew behind Ye Zhou with great pressure.

In an instant, Ye Zhou heard a huge roar not far behind him. When he turned his head to look, he found that the huge divine seal fell on a god who had just climbed up. The god who was already seriously injured turned into pieces of golden ashes under this divine seal.

"It turns out that he was not looking at me just now."

Ye Zhou whispered to himself, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.

At this moment, a huge hand reached out, lifted up Ye Zhou who was still thinking, and moved him in front of the demon king.

Ye Zhou forced himself to calm down, and a trace of interest flashed across the golden pupils of the demon king in front of him: "Interesting little thing, you are not afraid of me."

The demon king stretched out his other hand to rub his tired brows and asked: "Little thing, what year is it in the outside world now? How many years have passed since the war between gods and demons?"