I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 64 "I am Wan Yaozi."

“Boom, boom!!!”

The sky was covered with black fog, and visibility was extremely low. Fei Long stood on the edge of the city wall and looked down. He could not see any monsters, but could hear countless roars of monsters.

When the evil cultivator Wan Yaozi escaped, he left these monsters behind as well.

However, it must be said that the speed at which Wan Yaozi turned into red light and fled away was really fast. It seemed that he left faster than those Jindan masters.

"Is this demon race a race other than the monster race?"

"No."

The scholar shook his head, and said with a complicated expression, "They are also human, but in the last version of Heavenly Dao, due to some special reasons, they were defeated and became prisoners of Heavenly Dao, and then they were called Demons by Heavenly Dao."

"Once you are made a prisoner of heaven, it is better to be dead than alive."

"I am imprisoned in a small world that is filled with rich spiritual energy at all times. As long as I practice hard, my cultivation will improve very quickly. Unfortunately, after becoming a prisoner of the Heavenly Dao, I was cursed by several Heavenly Dao curses. I cannot improve my cultivation in this life and can only maintain the level of cultivation when I became a prisoner of the Heavenly Dao."

"Looking at such rich spiritual energy but not being able to improve my cultivation is an extremely painful feeling."

"And in that small world, these Heavenly Dao prisoners will never die."

"Since they can't improve their cultivation, these demons can only practice spells and various other methods. There is no need to think about it. In such a long time, these people must have practiced every spell to the peak state of great perfection."

"Such a method"

"To be called invincible among peers is not just an exaggeration."

"That's it"

Fei Long looked down at the wall and said, as if he understood something: "You just said that the evil cultivator is also invincible at the same level. If the two of them clash, who will be more invincible?"

"That's not clear."

The scholar shook his head and did not answer the question: "But one thing is certain, the strength of these demons is definitely not to be underestimated, and they are extremely experienced in combat and extremely eager for victory."

"Only if they win can they escape from being prisoners of the Heavenly Dao, and their cultivation can be improved again, allowing them to reappear on the stage of the new Heavenly Dao version. If they lose, they will truly perish."

"Before every major version change of Tiandao, there will always be a small version change like this."

Say it.

The scholar did not speak again, but looked calmly in the direction where Wan Yaozi had already left. In his early years, he was known as the number one swordsman in Daxia and ranked in the top three in the list of geniuses. He was a truly peerless genius.

But he just couldn't kill this Wan Yaozi.

At that time, Wan Yaozi was only in the middle stage of foundation building.

His sword was fast, but it couldn't kill the man.

Or rather, he had killed him many times, but this person always appeared again.

This person should have some means of creating an external body, especially the method of escaping to a long distance, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and almost always different. No one knows why this person has so many methods of escaping to a long distance.

What's more, it's obvious that such a method of escaping far away would consume a lot of lifespan, but this person can use it many times, as if his lifespan is infinite.

at this time--

"boom!!!"

The sound of the city gate being knocked open came from below, and countless fierce roars and fighting sounds were suddenly amplified several times and reached the ears of Chen Lu and others.

"gone."

Chen Yu turned around and walked towards the city wall: "Before those so-called demons show up, let's deal with these monsters first."

"pain!!!"

At this time, in a hidden cave on a rock wall thousands of miles away from Fufeng City, Wan Yaozi was vomiting blood and lying on the ground with violent convulsions. Although his face became extremely hideous due to pain, his scarlet pupils were emitting extremely excited light! "Success!"

"Finally succeeded, Master can finally return!"

"Those who have murdered our Master must now live in fear and panic!"

"Big brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother, eighth brother, I succeeded. Did you see it? We finally succeeded. You can rest in peace down there!"

Inside the cave, there were only a few dim candlesticks emitting faint light, and eight spirit tablets were neatly placed on the altar.

There was no name on the spirit tablet, but there were portraits engraved on it. Looking closely, the eight portraits were almost identical. Wan Yaozi, who was lying on the ground with his body twitching constantly, but struggling to get up and look up at the altar, had a face that was exactly the same as the portraits engraved on the spirit tablets.

"puff!"

As his injuries continued to worsen, Wan Yaozi could not help but spit out blood again. With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of healing pills from his arms and stuffed them all into his mouth. When he was escaping from Fufeng City, a powerful Jindan master chased him for hundreds of miles.

Although his blood escape technique was taught by his master and was extremely powerful, he was still seriously injured when being chased by Jindan.

The nine brothers were born from the same womb.

They look the same, they are the same height, and even their daily likes and dislikes are the same. The master once told them that they are blessed people. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to give birth to nine children in one pregnancy. This is a sign of the dragon giving birth to nine sons, which is a great fortune!

Their parents died at the hands of thieves after giving birth to them.

It was the Master who raised them and led them on the path of spiritual practice.

The master is a powerful Jindan, but has a bad reputation. He has to hide his identity wherever he goes for fear of being discovered and hunted down. Others call their master an evil cultivator.

It is said that the master is capable of all kinds of evil.

It is said that the master's hands are stained with blood.

They don't understand.

They did not understand what was evil or what was wicked. They only knew that when their parents were killed by thieves when they were just born, it was the master who saved them, gave them food, and raised them.

Not those who claim to be good.

The Master is the right one.

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Hundreds of years ago, the version of Heavenly Dao changed drastically. Although the master had great cultivation, he was tragically framed by several Golden Core masters and became a prisoner of Heavenly Dao, imprisoned in a small world somewhere. Before leaving, the master sent them a message asking them to forget all their grudges and find a place to live in anonymity.

They knew from childhood that their master must have his own reasons for adopting them, and their biggest dream since childhood was to serve their master.

They were born of the same womb.

The ranking of the eldest and second brothers was not based on the order in which they came out of the mother's womb, but was based on who was the least afraid of death. He was the most afraid of death, so he became the ninth brother.

The eldest brother is the least afraid of death. He becomes the boss and dies the first.

Their only goal for hundreds of years has been to rescue their master in the small version before the next change in the Heavenly Dao version, and let their master return to the Great Xia Kingdom!

During this hundred years, he was hunted down by countless people in order to achieve his goal.

From the eldest brother to the eighth brother, all died at the hands of these people.

Those people always shouted slogans of slaying demons and eliminating evil, and without any conflict, they raised their butcher knives towards them, as if killing them could prove that they were righteous people.

There were nine people in Wan Yaozi from the beginning to the end.

Not alone.

And he, Wan Yaozi, is the last of these nine people.

(End of this chapter)