Red Heart Survey

Born in the monster race, with innate Dao veins, powerful cultivation talents, and a long lifespan, they are indeed the race of the heavenly family.

But the long lifespan also has an end, and the lifespan is also an eternal problem that lies in front of every monster race.

The lifespan of the Yaozu is limited to 518 years. If there is no accident or injury, they can live the same life as the gods.

The word "demon" is born and precious. It is also necessary to enjoy this blessing.

But there is no end to selfishness, who can laugh at life and death?

Since ancient times, the exploration of life span has never stopped.

Extraordinary practice is of course the right way, and it is what people with lofty ideals strive for. But the road of practice is like climbing a mountain with bare feet, and the higher you go, the more dangerous it becomes... There are thousands of monsters who can reach the peak.

The sky is endless and all things are alive, and there are rare roads outside the avenue.

According to legend, there is a fountain of youth in the world, the spring water is inexhaustible forever, one drop falls in three hundred and thirty-three years, ten drops can be taken in one mouthful, and drinking it can lead to longevity.

Ordinary monsters can live as long as real monsters by drinking it.

If a real monster takes it, it can also extend the life of a real monster for another year!

Baoquan is hidden in heaven and earth, and the demons without blessings cannot be seen.

Of course, Jiang Wang didn't know about the legend of the demon world.

So he didn't care much about the sad song of this old monster.

Although the evolved form of the skeleton was getting stronger and stronger, it was not beyond his control - he speculated that the strength of the skeleton should be related to the strength level of Zhu Dali.

From this, it can be deduced that the appearance of this skeleton may be some kind of test in the land of the heavens.

Because of the real danger, the target's cultivation will not be taken into account. Only specific tests will have rules.

The monster soldier level of the monster race is equivalent to the human race's Tenglong monk, and the monster general's level is equivalent to the human race's internal palace monk.

As his name, Jiang Wang can be engraved on the first inner palace in the history of cultivation history. The use of power at this level, it can be said that he has seen the past and the present, and it is also at its peak.

If it was under his control, Zhu Dali would not be able to pass the test of the level of corresponding strength. The difficulty of the test in the land of the gods, I am afraid that there are not many existences who can pass it safely in the world and the demon world... The test is not a test.

What surprised him was that the strange old man formed by this skeleton was so similar to Zhu Dali. I don't know whether it was born because of the strength of the pig, or it was gradually formed by absorbing the details during the battle.

In any case, its causes are so strange that the possibilities are too rich.

In order not to make Zhu Dali suspicious, Jiang Wang did not use the Samadhi True Fire, but he also intentionally slowed down the speed of killing the enemy to give himself more time to replenish his knowledge.

"Tao... Taoist! Did he just say, the Fountain of Youth!?" Zhu Dali asked excitedly in his heart.

Although Zhu Dali's cultivation base is not good, he often hangs out on the road, has contact with all kinds of monsters a lot, and knows a little about everything, but he has also heard the legend of this fountain of youth.

Although it is said that the members of the Taipingdao are of high moral character, "there is peace in their hearts, and it is a common thing to fight for power and profit", but is it a common thing to live forever?

If you have a thousand years of life, what can you not ask for?

If he had a thousand years of life, why would he not be able to see the day when his dream would come true?

"Don't make a fuss. What is the Fountain of Youth?"

Jiang Wang didn't know what the Fountain of Youth was. As the Taoist master of Taiping, he shouldn't be ignorant of the rumors that Zhu Dali knew. But these did not affect his judgment on the nature of the Fountain of Youth, and he knew what kind of treasure it was.

"Treasures of heaven and earth, exotic objects and rare treasures, everything in the world, nothing in the world. It doesn't matter what you hear or see. What matters is what you catch."

Accompanied by such wise words, Zhu Dali's impetuous mood gradually calmed down.

He deeply felt that there was indeed a gap between the realm of himself and the Taoist master. It is not limited to cultivation, strength, and vision, but also a state of mind.

Facing a treasure of the world like the Fountain of Youth, even if it is as noble as a demon, it is difficult to keep calm. How many bloody storms have been fought for the Fountain of Youth in history, and it is not that the sky demon has never died!

But even the Fountain of Youth can't let Dao take the initiative!

How stalwart.

Zhu Dali was still deeply moved. The wonderful sword technique from Master Taiping had once again cut his opponent under the sword.

Zhu Dali didn't have any special feelings about this opponent who looked similar to himself and seemed old and decrepit. It is only regarded as a strange external manifestation of the secret.

He is still very young, and it is not time to fear aging.

Feeling the release of the saber's force, the body remained silent, and raised the long saber obliquely to the dead body. After a while, the old corpse in front of him flowed away like water, and actually seeped into the ground without a trace.

"It was completely wiped out this time?"

Zhu Dali just had this idea in his heart...

Cuckoo, cluck, cluck.

The sound of bubbling like a spring sounded again.

At the place where the old corpse disappeared, in the gaps between the rotten leaves and dead branches, transparent blisters bulged up one after another. This is born and that is gone, ups and downs.

In vision, it is strangely dense.

In hearing, it makes the listener feel disgusted and disgusted.

At some point, all the blisters disappeared.

The noise subsided to silence in an instant.

All that remains is a newly born blister, growing bigger and thinner. It shines on the forest leaves, reflects the sun light, and makes bubbles pile up...

Those layers of bubbles seem to be stories happening one after another, as if they are evolving someone's life. But the light and shadow are too subtle and small, and it is hard to see what kind of story and what kind of protagonist it is.

The more you look at it, the more unreal it becomes. But the more you think about it, the more you feel inexplicable.

Snapped!

This huge bubble burst.

It makes those who stand here at this time seem to wake up in a dream.

Trance is always a dream, although this body is here, who knows this mind!

At some point in front of him, a white stone appeared.

The tree-lined path under my feet extends to Baishi and turns, I don't know where to turn.

On the white stone, sat an obese figure.

Wearing a black night suit, wearing a pure white mask, carrying... double straight knives.

He didn't look back.

Just like that, turning his back to Zhu Dali who was coming from the other way, he said solemnly: "There is a fountain of youth in this world, drinking it can lead to longevity."

Compared with the dull pain of the old version of Zhu Dali, this one's voice is sober and thick, and it is closer to the current Zhu Dali's voice.

"During the great battle in ancient times, the Yaozu suffered the biggest defeat in history, completely lost the ability to dominate the world, and had to retreat hastily.

As a great race that coexisted with the present world and dominated the present world for thousands of years. Although the process of Yaozu's departure was embarrassing, it also took away some precious things in a hurry.

The Fountain of Youth is one of them.

The mountain of youth that lost the fountain of youth has become a mountain of mediocrity.

Leaving the Fountain of Youth from the Mountain of Youth, the source of eternal life is lost. "

The figure sitting on the white stone narrated in a vicissitudes tone that has experienced many stories: "Later, the evacuation channel was cut off by the human race, and all the nine planned worlds were destroyed, and the peak powerhouses fell one after another. Our monster race was driven to the world of heaven...

The ancient demon emperor set the ground, feng shui and fire, repeating the world, and the great sages of the demon clan worked together and sacrificed countless sacrifices, finally lighting up the chaotic world. The sage who took away the Fountain of Youth also found a new home for the Fountain of Youth with supreme supernatural powers after searching all over the world, and continued the source of life.

The Fountain of Youth is the treasure of the world, and its existence is originally a blessing from heaven.

Throughout the history of the demon world, there are often strong men with declining lifespan who have found the fountain of youth and continued the glorious myth.

We believe that one day we will return to the present world. Like the Fountain of Youth, like the grace that the Fountain of Youth bestows on us... usher in a new life. "

The figure sitting on the white stone said slowly: "I once had a very important existence, but I lost it later. I have experienced too many regrets, and none of them can be redeemed.

For many years, I have been pursuing the legend of the fountain of youth. When I finally found it after a lot of hardships. only to find out...

"It's long gone."

He turned around and took off the pure white mask, revealing a face that was just like Zhu Dali, but much more mature.

On this fat, unhandsome face.

There were two lines of turbid tears streaming down.

With those eyes rolling with muddy tears, he fixedly looked at Zhu Dali, and seemed to see the existence leading this body——

"What's the use of your life?"

Zhu Dali was terrified by the situation and the words.

It is hard to be shocked by the Taiping Daoist who enshrines the Taiping God's Wind Seal.

Maybe what he thought was wrong before, there is another more terrifying possibility of the origin of the skeleton and monster in front of him-this skeleton is really Zhu Dali!

Maybe not some phantom, not some creation.

It's the real Zhu Dali, coming from a certain moment in the future, and meeting the current Zhu Dali!

Fountain of youth, fountain of youth, what kind of youth is it?

How many thousands of years ago, what was the legend of the Yu clan buried in this heavenly place?

Thinking has not yet come to a result, the obese figure on Baishi has already moved. A few tens of steps away, he flew by with a dodge, and the two straight knives drew a cruel dead arc in the air.

Taiping Treasure Sword Record!

No, it was born out of this, a more exquisite and perfect sword move.

The ears heard the clanging, and the eyes saw the flash of the sword.

Zhu Dali was completely confused, feeling everything in a daze, unable to tell which move was which, and which one had the upper hand.

Suddenly!

A pool of sword light hangs obliquely in the sky,

The complex lights and shadows were still, and all the noisy sounds were silent.

Zhu Dali saw that his straight right knife had penetrated the heart of the stronger and more mature Zhu Dali on the opposite side.

He saw that Zhu Dali on the opposite side, with vicissitudes and painful eyes, gradually lost his spirit.

Did not hear any last words, no other changes.

Snapped!

This obese corpse burst like a blister.

No more recurrences.

The woods are secluded, with sparse branches and leaves. The cold wind is restless, and the light and shadow are flickering.

At this moment, Zhu Dali felt a great sadness, like a hammer falling from the sky, smashing his heart...to pieces.

He didn't know why he was sad.

"Five times."

The Daoist Taiping, who is in charge of this body at this moment, just counted calmly and examined the battle without any disturbance.

This skeleton related to the so-called "Fountain of Youth" seems to have reproduced some kind of process from death to life, and it has been defeated and reappeared again and again, a total of five times.

Five, what is the special significance?

The five elements are five, the five sense organs are five, the five internal organs are five, and the five houses are five...

"Taoist, is he really my future?" Zhu Dali asked in his heart.

"I don't believe in destiny, but the power of time does exist, and the power of fate often embarrasses me..." Master Taiping replied very sincerely: "Or it can be said that every monster has infinite possibilities, and this Maybe one of your futures."

Zhu Dali was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Did I kill my future?"

At this time, he felt that the thoughts of the Taoist master had receded like a tide, and he had regained control of his body.

"You killed your misfortune." A voice came out suddenly.

Zhu Dali turned around suddenly, and saw Snake Guyu covered in scars and blood.

After confirming that the skeleton was some kind of test from the Land of the Heavens, the whereabouts of Snake Guyu no longer became a problem.

If Snake Guyu passes, nothing will happen. If it didn't pass, it would have burst silently like those blisters.

"I killed... my misfortune?" Zhu Dali looked at her who suddenly appeared, still confused.

At this moment, Snake Guyu looked extremely weak. But Taoist Taiping, who is sitting in the mirror world, knows very well that the snake Guyu with the red stripes on her body at this moment is the most dangerous time for her.

The wounds on her body looked dense and ferocious, but they were all wounds that would not affect the fight - they were obviously exchanged during the battle.

If this kind of test in the land of the gods is based on a certain future of the target, then the weaker one's current strength is, the lower the difficulty of the test will be.

The pig vigorously relied on the power of the Taiping Daoist to survive the test. To a certain extent, it was of course a tricky behavior. In fact, if he is allowed to face it by himself, it will definitely be a situation of ten deaths and no life.

From the danger Zhu Dali faced, we can roughly infer what kind of opponent Snake Guyu encountered. The power of this snake girl may be far more than what she has shown.

This heavenly place is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

"We were born into the sea of ​​suffering, weeping in the cage, and everything is destined to be suffering. If it is your fate that appears in front of you, then if you kill him, don't you kill your misfortune?" Snake Gu Yu's eyes were indifferent and emotionless, but his body language could not hide his vigilance.

She also learned about the legend of the Fountain of Youth from the secret records of Linwu Snake's family.

Compared to the Taiping Guicha who crashed into the land of the heavens ignorantly, she, the new king of the Tianbang, knows some secrets.

Knowing the test just now may be the legendary "fate bubble".

It is said that drinking from the spring of immortality can lead to a long life, and the surface of the water can reflect the life of visitors.

A heavy treasure must have a heavy robbery.

To get close to the Fountain of Youth, one must experience the "fate bubble".

To some extent, this catastrophe can be said to be the current self, challenging the future self. Of course, the strength will be limited to the corresponding level, and the "now" will have some influence on the "future"-it is precisely through this that she can pass the final hurdle.

She has already experienced it, she has already passed it, and she knows the difficulty of this catastrophe. That's why I deeply realized how terrifying Zhu Dali, who survived the bubble of fate and was unscathed!

"Born into the sea of ​​suffering, weeping in the cage.", "Everything is destined to be misery."

If Yang Yu or Shu Jialan were present, one would be able to tell that the concepts described by She Guyu came from the "Bitter Cage School".

The Kulong Sect is not a sect with a specific organizational structure, or there was such a sect in the history of the Yaozu, but it has been destroyed.

Right now, it's more of an idea, with a few identities in the dark.

The disintegration of the glorious era also shattered the inherent pride of many monster races. Falling into the world of heaven and hell, from being the ruler of all worlds to becoming a prisoner of all worlds, is a pain that all monster races cannot accept.

In this kind of pain and despair, there are monster clans who forge ahead, some sages sacrificed, some are brave after knowing their shame, and those who have ambitions are not discouraged... and some extremely sad thoughts are naturally born.

The typical one is the bitter cage pie.

The Yaozu of the Bitter Cage School believes that the demon world is not a real world, and the Yaozu born in this world are born prisoners. They think that life is a boundless sea of ​​suffering, and living is eternal suffering.

Only in death can there be true liberation.

They think that destroying everything is the way to fight the cage. They have been pursuing a brilliant way of death all their lives, and believe that only in a brilliant death can life be sublimated. The cage is not only imposed on this world and this body, but also on the destiny. Only by finding meaning in destruction can one be able to get rid of the shackles born with it.

Of course, Zhu Dali doesn't know what the bitter cage faction is, he doesn't understand She Guyu's pessimistic exposition, he doesn't know whether she is spreading ideas, or some kind of temptation... and he doesn't even feel that She Guyu is on guard against him at all.

Just put the knife back into the sheath ignorantly: "I don't quite understand what you said, I just feel like something sad has happened... But let's move forward. There will always be a result along the way."

He still has the usual deep tone, but on the premise of getting through the bubble of fate, this deepness has the meaning of being thought about.

Feeling that Zhu Dali was defenseless, She Guyu lowered his vigilance a little bit, and as he walked, the two knives flickered. In the light and shadow swimming through the gaps in the leaves, she inexplicably remembered that afternoon in that ordinary inn, where she was alone in the mirror.

Think of yourself in the mirror.

The tone asked inexplicably: "What do you think the future will look like? Is it the fate you just saw?"

Zhu Dali thought about it, and said very seriously: "If there is a certain future that will come true, I believe that the world will be peaceful."

The last chapter said that it is normal to not be able to see.

It will be fine after few days.