Seeking Immortality

"Master, did you see that? I got rid of the evil for our sect. Senior brother, did you see that? I got revenge for you. Senior brother, don't blame me for destroying his practice. Nangong Qingshan is so extreme that the stronger he is, the more harm he will do."

After the game, Xu Qingfan slowly walked off the court and looked at the sky silently. The clouds in the sky seemed to have transformed into the appearance of Lu Huayan and Yue Qingru, and they also looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Senior Brother Xu." Suddenly a charming voice sounded, with a hint of tension and expectation in the voice.

Xu Qingfan turned around and saw that it was Dongfang Qingling.

"Junior Sister Dongfang." Xu Qingfan also nodded politely and greeted her. Originally, Xu Qingfan wanted to smile at her, but strangely, after destroying Nangong Qingshan's practice, his heart seemed to be relieved, but it seemed to be much heavier. He wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Xu for successfully entering the quarterfinals." Dongfang Qingling smiled brightly, as if she was as happy as she was to enter the quarterfinals.

"Thank you, Junior Sister. It was just a fluke." Xu Qingfan habitually bowed and said politely.

After exchanging a few polite words, Dongfang Qingling saw that Xu Qingfan was a little absent-minded, so she said hello and left. Looking at the graceful back of Dongfang Qingling as she left, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but wonder. He eliminated Dongfang Qingling, shouldn't she resent him? Why is she happier than him now?

Xu Qingfan shook his head and stopped guessing. Now is not the time to think about these things.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingfan walked towards Jin Qinghan and Bai Qingfu.

After Xu Qingfan walked to the two of them, Bai Qingfu took the lead and bowed his hands to congratulate: "Congratulations, Junior Brother Xu, for entering the quarterfinals." Jin Qinghan next to him also bowed slightly and said: "Congratulations, Senior Brother Xu."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Bai and Junior Brother Jin." Xu Qingfan first bowed his hands to return the greeting, and then said with a somewhat lonely expression: "I will go back to pay homage to Senior Brother now, and I need to arrange for Senior Brother's relics. And I also need to report today's events to Master and Senior Brother's spirit in heaven."

As he said, Xu Qingfan glanced at the "Xuanmu Slip" in his hand, which had become dim in color. This was a relic that had accompanied his senior brother Yue Qingru for decades. Now, Xu Qingfan wanted to return it to Yue Qingru.

Hearing Xu Qingfan's words, Jin Qinghan's expression also dimmed slightly, and he obviously remembered the elegant and elder-like Yue Qingru, and didn't say anything more.

Bai Qingfu tried to persuade him, "Feng Qingtian will be on the court soon. Brother Xu, why don't you stay and watch? He is the top favorite in this competition. If you want to enter the finals, you must get past him. It's always good to know more about him."

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Bai, but I just got rid of the traitor for my sect. Now I just want to pay tribute to my master and brothers. I have no interest in anything else." Xu Qingfan said apologetically.

"Is that so? Then I won't force you, Brother Xu." Bai Qingfu said regretfully, "It's a pity that I thought Brother Xu could cheer for us when Brother Yu and Brother Jin were on the court. What a pity."

"I believe that even without my support, Brother Bai and Brother Jin can still win." Xu Qingfan said sincerely.

Indeed, Jin Qinghan is the second favorite in this competition, and Bai Qingfu is even more unfathomable. Xu Qingfan thinks that his strength is at least not inferior to Jin Qinghan. It is not difficult for these two to enter the quarterfinals.

Looking at Xu Qingfan's back slowly walking towards the back mountain, with a bit of loneliness and sadness. Bai Qingfu sighed slightly: "This junior brother Xu is really a sincere and affectionate person."

Jin Qinghan beside him nodded silently when he heard what Bai Qingfu said. I don't know if he recalled the moment when Xu Qingfan, who was not related to him, saved him.

In the back mountain.

Xu Qingfan stood silently in front of Yue Qingru's grave for an unknown period of time. He only knew that the sky was dark, and it seemed that today's internal competition had already ended. The stars dotted on the black curtain, and Xu Qingfan's image became more lonely under the starlight.

Xu Qingfan had buried Yue Qingru's "Xuanmu Jian" in front of Yue Qingru's grave after returning to the back mountain. To others, "Xuanmu Jian" was a human-level intermediate magic weapon with quite good defense, and it would be a waste to bury it. But for Xu Qingfan, the "Xuanmu Jian" is just a relic of his senior brother Yue Qingru. Yue Qingru has been using it for decades. Now he must be uncomfortable in the underworld without it, right?

So Xu Qingfan decided to let it go to another world to accompany his senior brother.

Sometimes, persistence is not a good thing. For example, Xu Qingfan insisted on letting the "Xuanmu Jian" accompany his dead senior brother, but he never thought of taking it for himself. Although he felt calm and safe, it was a pity. After all, one more magic weapon will enhance the strength a lot.

However, if a person does not have his own persistence in his life, what is the point? Maybe it's a pity, maybe troubled, maybe painful, but if you have your own principles, you should stick to your heart. Only in this way, when your life comes to an end, you can look back and feel at ease.

In the legend of the vast land of Shenzhou, when the wilderness was first opened, the sky was the sky, the earth was the earth, and there was chaos in the middle. There were no stars in the sky, just like there was no desert on the earth. But after the birth of mankind, the heavens felt it and the earth responded. Every time a human dies, a star will appear in the sky, representing his merits. The more merits a person has in his life, the brighter the star representing him will be. A grain of sand will also fall to the ground, representing the sins that person has committed in his life. The more sins a person has committed, the darker the color of the sand will be.

At this moment, the sky is dotted with stars. Which one represents Lu Huayan and which one represents Yue Qingru? After his death, where will the star representing him appear?

Xu Qingfan looked up at the sky, looking for the stars representing Lu Huayan and Yue Qingru.

"Master and Senior Brother are such good people, the stars representing them must be very bright, right?"

"I finally ruined Nangong Qingshan's Taoism. How do Master and Senior Brother see me now? Will they be relieved or angry?"

That night, Xu Qingfan stood silently in front of Yue Qingru's grave, looking up at the sky, thinking about many things at once, the past, the present and the future. But he gradually forgot the passage of time, and unknowingly, the distant sky had turned slightly white.

On the same night, when Xu Qingfan was thinking a lot and feeling a lot, Nangong Qingshan kept wailing in his room.

Most of the wounds on his body had healed, but the wound in his heart was getting more painful.

The spiritual sea was broken, and the Taoism was destroyed.

The moment Xu Qingfan pierced his "Spiritual Sea Point" with the blade grass, he knew that his life was over. He could only become an ordinary person, which made him, who was used to the magical powers of immortal cultivators, unbearable. Without power, how could he protect himself?

But he had no regrets at the moment, and there was only infinite resentment in his heart.

He resented Xu Qingfan's ruthlessness and cruelty, and resented Xu Qingfan for destroying his Taoism.

He also resented his current master and brothers. He could clearly feel that when he found out that his Taoism was destroyed, the eyes of the originally kind master began to become indifferent, and the brothers who had always been polite to him ignored him.

"One day, one day, I will return the pain I am suffering now to you ten thousand times." Nangong Qingshan said with great resentment. Then, he buried his head and cried again. Where did he look so cold and vicious? Because he knew that he would never have such a day when his Taoism was destroyed.

"Hiss~~~~~Your Taoism is destroyed now, hiss~~~What can you use to take revenge?" Just as Nangong Qingshan was crying, the lights in the room suddenly disappeared strangely, and a hoarse voice came from nowhere, constantly echoing in the room, just like the hissing sound of a snake spitting out its tongue, strange and terrifying. The room that had originally become dark became even more terrifying because of this sound. In an instant, Nangong Qingshan was frightened and shivered several times.

"Who are you? This is Jiuhuamen. If you dare to harm me, you will not end well." Nangong Qingshan looked at the empty house around him, and the terror in his heart could not be suppressed. He shouted loudly, his voice trembling slightly.

"I found you because I felt the infinite resentment in your heart. Hiss~~~Don't try to attract the attention of your fellow disciples by shouting loudly, hiss~~~~~I have set up a barrier around this room, and they can't hear your shouting." The strange and terrifying voice continued to echo in the room, with deep terror and a hint of bewitching. "What's more, hiss~~~~~~~, think about how your brothers and masters behaved after you were injured today, hiss~~~ do you still count on them now? People, hiss~~~~ ultimately have to rely on themselves, and can't trust others."

"Can't trust others, can only rely on themselves." Hearing the words of the strange voice, Nangong Qingshan was a little absent-minded for a while, muttering to himself. Suddenly, he hugged his head and cried again: "But I am already a useless person, how can I take revenge?"

The voice was filled with strong despair, and even stronger resentment and resentment.

"You can recover your Taoism. Hiss~~~~" The strange voice said, and it also stopped Nangong Qingshan from crying temporarily.

"Impossible, my Linghai acupoint was pierced, and my master had no way. How could you have a way?" Nangong Qingshan roared, his voice full of disbelief.

"I have no way, but my master does. Hiss~~~Don't compare your master's trash with my master. Hiss~~~"

"Really? You didn't lie to me?" Nangong Qingshan asked hopefully, as if a pig had grabbed the last straw to save its life.

"Of course. Hiss~~Not only can it restore your power, but it can also greatly improve your strength. I can feel the deep resentment in your heart. As long as you have resentment in your heart, hiss~~my master can give you power, power that you can never imagine."

After hearing this, Nangong Qingshan's face was first full of ecstasy. Then he slowly restrained himself, restored his usual gloom, and asked calmly: "Why do you help me, and what is the price for me to help you? Also, I want you to come out and tell me face to face, I am not used to talking to an empty room."

"Since you insist, hiss~~~~Okay."

As the voice fell, a figure suddenly emerged in the shadow of Nangong Qingshan's house. As the image of the figure gradually became clear, Nangong Qingshan finally saw the image of this mysterious man.

A snake's tongue was clearly sticking out of the visitor's mouth, licking his face. With the visitor's skin covered with white scales and his pupils flashing green light, it was obvious that this person was not a normal person. Hissing~~~~hissing~~~~sounds kept coming out of that mouth, which was particularly terrifying in the dark night.

"Ah!!!" Although Nangong Qingshan had prepared himself mentally in advance, he couldn't help but scream after seeing the image of the monster in front of him, and the terrified sound kept echoing in the room.