The villain master dressed as an ascetic hero

Liu Yanshu felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, thinking that this senior brother Zhao Wanqing didn't seem to be recorded in the book. How come she caused so many strange plots to happen as soon as she came through...

But she was not idle either. She dug hard into her storage bag, finally got the communication talisman, and then crushed it into pieces.

In order to deceive others, she said casually: "Then you have a pretty good relationship with your senior brother."

Zhao Wanqing nodded: "I was picked up and raised by my master, and I am different from the other disciples of the sect. I have always been angry with other disciples since I was a child. Only my senior brother treats me sincerely..."

Liu Yanshu just sat slumped next to the mound, listening to Zhao Wanqing talk about how his senior brother had taken care of him since he was a child, and how he patiently taught him how to practice swordsmanship and martial arts.

The words were filled with the reluctance to give up the friendship between fellow disciples.

Zhao Wanqing seemed to have been alone in the pit for a long time. He finally caught someone and started talking endlessly.

"Originally, today was the Shangqing Sect disciple's advanced examination competition. I thought about going down the mountain to find my senior brother to take the examination. Who knew that when I went down the mountain, I myself would be stuck here..."

Liu Yanshu didn't know how to comfort him. She just prayed that Gu Chen and the others could find this place smoothly.

It had been dark for a long time, and suddenly a glimmer of light broke in.

It was the masked man who led many people into the inner hall.

After walking in, Liu Yanshu discovered that the people following the masked man all looked very strange.

In addition to the little girl with a face full of fangs, there is even a man with a pair of wings on his back, and... a monster with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yanshu couldn't help but remember that in the dungeon, Gu Chen's grandfather was planted with monster insects and his body mutated.

The masked man stood with his hands behind his hands and slowly faced the moon in the sky: "On a full moon night, it's time to feed you again."

He raised his hand and sent four or five strong men down to the pit.

Liu Yanshu couldn't help shouting when he saw this situation: "Have you planted monster bugs on your body? Are you crazy? When the monster bug takes shape, it will take over the body, and you will become a walking zombie."

The masked man sneered: "Walking dead? Do you think your words can scare us?"

Four or five layers of people slowly gathered above the pit. Liu Yanshu was surprised to find that almost half of the town was here.

The masked man religiously took out a box and held it steadily above his head.

"Why do we mortals have to endure the oppression of these immortals?"

The rest of the people followed and shouted: "Why!"

"They can call upon the wind and rain, and they can crush us mortals to death with just a spell. Are our lives inherently cheaper than theirs?"

"We are human beings too. We have flesh and blood. We work hard for two meals, but we have to become cattle and sheep to be slaughtered?"

One of the old men dropped his hoe angrily.

"Three months ago, some immortals came down from the mountain. They had a disagreement with my son. As an old and helpless couple, we actually watched him being beaten to death by those immortals in the field!"

The old man took a step forward and knelt down towards the masked man: "Please take pity on my old age and grant me divine power so that I can avenge my son in my lifetime!"

The masked man opened the box, and a foul smell hit his face, making Liu Yanshu almost vomit.

Meng Xuan immediately muttered: "What does this smell like? It's too choking."

Liu Yanshu searched many words in his mind, and finally felt that the smell was like old feces that had been pickled for several years.

She couldn't see clearly what was in the box, but she saw the masked man take a dark thing from the box and hand it to the old man.

The old man knelt down and kowtowed, took it respectfully, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

This swallow scared everyone present and held their breath.

In an instant, the old man's shriveled skin suddenly became shiny.

Everyone marveled at the miracle and stared at the old man intently.

He looked at his increasingly youthful and majestic body and couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh.

"I can do it, and I can also have great power! Whoever dares to bully me, I will definitely kill them!"

But……

Liu Yanshu noticed something was wrong.

Because after the old man's shriveled skin became plump, it continued to grow, and even grew a lot of strong muscles.

Soon, he stopped laughing.

"How could this happen? Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please save me!"

The old man who had been laughing wildly just now began to tremble in his voice when he saw that his body was strange.

The crowd who had been crowding in front to watch immediately took a few steps back in fright.

But soon, the old man's cry for help gradually weakened.

"Bang -" there was a sound, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Liu Yanshu was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

What on earth is this...?

Liu Yanshu, Meng Qian and others were all moved when they saw this scene.

"You are taking human life lightly!"

After hearing this, the masked man turned to look at Liu Yanshu, then stretched out his hand to boo her.

"You immortals usually kill us as easily as crushing an ant. When it comes to taking human life lightly, who can compare to you cultivators?"

Liu Yanshu recalled the attitude of other cultivators in this world towards mortals, and he also had some conclusions.

This world is very hierarchical, and the stronger your cultivation level, the higher your status.

On the contrary, ordinary people who have no power to bind chickens are the lowest level of the people in this world of immortality.

They were oppressed and miserable.

Seeing that Liu Yanshu remained silent, the masked man looked at everyone with a sneer.

"If you want to obtain divine power, there must be certain risks."

"Anyway, I won't force you. It's up to you to decide whether you want to make changes or not."

At this time, a young and strong man came forward.

He asked in a low voice: "I am a disciple who was kicked off the mountain by the sect. They said that my qualifications are not good enough to cultivate immortality. Do people like me have the chance to change?"

After hearing this, the masked man stepped forward slowly on his golden auspicious cloud boots.

He put his hand on the man's shoulder and spoke with a slightly bewitching voice.

"Qualification, what is it? As long as you are willing to try, you will be the next person to be granted divine power. As long as you become strong enough, who dares to say that you are not qualified?"

After the words fell, the man's eyes were filled with twinkling lights.

"I want to give it a try and ask for the medicine!"

The masked man glanced at Liu Yanshu as if provoking, then took out a black thing from the box and handed it to the man.

The man hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes and put it in his mouth.

But in the next second, his eyes suddenly widened...