I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 65 "Evil cultivators should be killed by everyone!"

"hey-hey."

Wan Yaozi, who was lying on the ground, slowly stopped twitching under the effect of the healing pill. He took out a few more pills and stuffed them into the horrible wound on his abdomen. Then he stood up tremblingly, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped the spirit tablets on the altar.

"Brother, Xiaojiu finally succeeded. Didn't you always say that Xiaojiu was the most cowardly, the most afraid of death, and the most timid among the brothers?"

"It would be nice if you were still alive."

"I really want you to see that I am not afraid of death. I just don't want to leave you. Now even the starling is dead, and I don't have anything left to remember me by."

"You see, I can be very fearless."

He didn't know at whose hands his eldest and second brothers died.

The eldest brother died after escaping into a cave with serious injuries. Before he died, he refused to say who killed him, and told them never to seek revenge. Their only goal was to rescue the master, and whoever among them died at the hands of others deserved to die.

Forget all the hatred, revenge will only slow down their progress.

Ignore everything and rescue the master.

My eldest brother was lucky, at least he left a last message.

The sixth brother, the seventh brother, and the eighth brother all died outside, and even their last words were not sent back.

Wan Yaozi took out twenty-four incense sticks from his arms with a trembling look on his face. After lighting them, he inserted them into the eight incense burners in front of the spirit tablet. They had customized the spirit tablets a long time ago, and there were nine of them.

And now.
Wan Yaozi, who was ragged and covered with wounds, suddenly grinned, took out a brand new spirit tablet from his arms and placed it neatly on the far right side of the altar, and placed an incense burner in front of it.

He lit three more incense sticks, bowed three times respectfully towards the ninth spirit tablet, and then spoke softly.

"Brothers."

"There is only one step left. Xiaojiu should leave too. I really missed you guys before I left, so I came back to see you."

"After you left, Xiaojiu was really lonely."

"Xiaojiu misses you guys."

"Fufeng City was successfully chosen as the location for Master's arrival this time. It is the weakest area in the entire Great Xia Kingdom, and I have spread the news in advance. Those who have some power behind them have already fled Fufeng City in advance. Now those who remain in Fufeng City are just a bunch of chickens and dogs, so there is no need to worry."

"Master will definitely succeed."

"Xiaojiu. Say goodbye to my brothers."

"Got to go."

Say it.

Wan Yaozi's originally hunched back gradually straightened up, his tattered clothes kept shaking in the strong wind. He turned around and strode out of the cave. Standing in the sky thousands of feet high, he waved his sleeves with a ferocious face, and spiritual energy shot out, completely destroying the cave.

This cave was the hiding place their eldest brother found for them after their master left. For a long time, it was their home.

Now he has destroyed his own home with his own hands.

A home without family is not really a home, and he has no chance to come back.

Over the years, although the brothers had made their goal of rescuing the master forget all hatred, they would rather die than tell him who killed them.

But Daxia is only this big.

Those who killed their brothers spread the word everywhere that they had killed Wan Yaozi.

How could he not know?

Just to make his brothers happy and complete the plan smoothly, he always forced a smile and pretended not to know, but secretly memorized the names of those people in his heart. Now the plan had been successful, and the rest was left to the master.

And what he has to do now.
It is to let those who killed my brothers feel the pain of losing their loved ones!

In the last step of the plan, he made a small trick with selfish motives and lured the Jindan cultivators who had killed his brother to a place. He could not defeat the Jindan, but it was no problem for him to kill some foundation-building juniors.

"what!!!!"

Wan Yaozi, who originally thought he was well prepared for everything, couldn't help but roar in pain while floating in the air and looking at the thousand miles of black fog covering Fufeng City. Two lines of blood and tears gradually slid down.

He doesn't understand.

The brothers clearly had no conflict with those people, they just killed some mortals. Why did those people kill their brothers?

If they are to be killed, it should be the forces that have connections with those mortals!

What qualifications do you passers-by have to enforce justice?
The next second—

Wan Yaozi's entire body turned into a beam of red light and shot towards the sky. The speed was even faster than that of an ordinary Jindan master, and his lifespan was consumed at will as if it were free.

In the eyes of some people, life span is useless.

"Don't you all like to kill me, Wan Yaozi, to show off your righteous identity?!"

"I'm not going to run away this time. I'm coming!"

"Come and kill!"

In just a few breaths, Wan Yaozi arrived at an inferior mortal city. The person who killed his fourth brother was a powerful Jindan master named "Xiaoyao Taoist", who came from this city. His former relatives had become the largest family in the city.

The strongest person in this city is only in the middle stage of foundation building.

Wan Yaozi, who was wrapped in a monstrous evil spirit, looked down at the mortals in the city below who were filled with fear, and a hideous smile appeared on his painful face.

"remember--"

"The person who killed you is called Wan Yaozi!"

"Evil cultivator Wan Yaozi!"

"Today I will show the world what an evil cultivator is and what a demon cultivator is!" "Open the "Blood Flows Across a Thousand Miles"!!!"

This was the first time that Wan Yaozi took the initiative to retaliate in all these years in the Great Xia Kingdom, and it would also be the last time.

At the cost of a large amount of lifespan, blood mist gushed out continuously and almost dyed half of the sky red. Along with the roar of Wan Yaozi, within a hundred miles, tens of thousands of monsters had their eyes gradually turn scarlet, lost their minds and gathered in a ferocious group, rushing towards the city.

The monsters kept in captivity in the city also lost their minds, their eyes turned bloodshot, and began to indiscriminately attack anyone they saw with their naked eyes.

Perhaps what the Master said is right.

The nine of them are truly people with great luck. They are born with bloodline entries, and their lifespans, cultivation levels, and realms of martial arts are shared by all nine of them.

If one person practices a certain technique to perfection, the other eight people will also reach perfection in that technique.

If one person breaks through to the peak of foundation building, the other eight people will also break through to the peak of foundation building.

One person died accidentally, and the remaining life span was shared equally among the remaining eight people.

Sometimes he also wondered, if the master was not an evil cultivator but a righteous cultivator, would they be able to be like other people?

Live a normal life.

but now.
He just wants all the damned people to die!

Since the world calls him evil, he will tell the world what true evil is!
And at this time——

At the smashed gate of Fufeng City, the officers and soldiers had lost their formation under the attack of a large number of monsters that knew no pain. The whole scene was in complete chaos. In the black fog, Chen Lu, wearing a green robe, held a long sword.

His robe fluttered violently in the wind, and he walked slowly through the fleeing crowd around him, heading upstream towards the city gate.

soon.

Chen Lu slowly stopped walking. In front of him were countless irrational monsters with red eyes, and behind him were more than 6,000 irrational monster ghosts with hideous faces.

The whole scene seemed to be quiet in an instant.

But soon, those monsters roared and screamed and launched a desperate charge towards Chen Lu!

“Everyone likes to knock.”

"Then I'll knock on it too."

Chen Yu's expression remained calm. He slowly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the monsters running towards him. He whispered, "Knock."

The next moment!
Hundreds of lightning bolts suddenly appeared, guided by the sword, like thousands of thunders, transforming into several lightning snakes that madly smashed towards the monster!
The sky even brightened for a moment.

In just a moment, countless monsters died on the spot, and the ten monsters transformed from these dead monsters died again at the same moment, turning into ten monster spirits and joining the battlefield again.

"Brother Lu's methods are still fierce."

Fei Long, who was standing at the back, looked at the hundreds of lightning snakes at the city gate with a somewhat shocked expression and murmured, "But Wan Yaozi's methods are not bad either. With a peak foundation building level, he can actually control so many monsters."

"And according to what you said, Wan Yaozi has learned at least three long-distance escape techniques. If he wants to be faster than an average Jindan, then his long-distance escape techniques must be at the Great Perfection level. But is it necessary for a person to cultivate the three long-distance escape techniques to the Great Perfection level? You also said that Wan Yaozi has several strange methods. Does he have the talent and time for that?"

"What's more, you said that his three long-distance escape techniques all rely on consuming lifespan to activate."

"We are both in the foundation-building stage. His lifespan seems to be longer than mine."

"I don't know."

The scholar, who was sitting cross-legged and floating on the Qingfeng long sword, said softly, "I killed him three times, but he always appeared again not long after each time."

"I only killed his external body. This person's escape technique is extremely amazing. Several Jindan masters chased Wan Yaozi but only seriously injured him and did not kill him on the spot. Only I killed Wan Yaozi three times in a row."

"It was those three times that solidified my reputation as the number one swordsman in Daxia. However, each time, I didn't kill Wan Yaozi's true body."

"I've always wanted to kill him once and for all so that I can become completely famous."

"It's just that this person is really hard to kill."

“It’s also a regret in my life.”

Fei Long crossed his arms and said with emotion: "Killing him three times in a row, it sounds like you used to be very strong, the title of the number one swordsman in Daxia is very loud, is there any hatred between the two of you that allowed you to kill him three times in a row."

"No grudges or grudges."

"Why did you kill him three times if there was no grudge?"

"Evil cultivators should be killed by everyone!"

"Good."

Fei Long suddenly thought of something, and smiled as he looked at the scholar who was sitting cross-legged on the Qingfeng and floating in the air: "We are all open-minded people, why can't we just say that we want to become famous?"

The scholar floated in the air in silence without saying a word. After a long time, he spoke softly.

"That's a bit too utilitarian."

"Makes sense."

"Besides, someone has to enforce justice."

"But if Heaven doesn't care, why should you care? Maybe Heaven doesn't care at all."

“But this little fish cares, and that little fish cares too.”

"Oh, you know this story too."

"When I was in the capital, a storyteller told me this story. I thought it was quite interesting, so I wrote it down."

"Okay, that makes more sense."

(End of this chapter)