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Chapter 854: After Death, Everything Is Empty

Resurrection? Of course not.

Zhou You observed his creation and thought that although the process was bumpy, it was generally successful.

The Lord of Fuluo Mountain was indeed dead just now. He just gave him a push. After all, a person can only be officially "detained" after his death.

This powerful golden body still maintains the sixth-level state it had in his lifetime, but it is no longer a 'physical body' but a skeleton.

The golden body remains will automatically heal its wounds and return to its peak state even if its owner dies.

Only in this way can we use detention to create the perfect material for the existence of Zhou Baxia.

"Do you hear me?"

After opening his eyes, the Lord of Fulue Mountain looked around the world with curiosity, and suddenly heard Zhou You asking questions.

He breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes could see and his ears could hear. At least there was nothing wrong with his facial features.

He opened his mouth and said, "How did you do that?"

The Lord of Fulue Mountain could feel that his current state was different from that in his previous life. His body seemed to be wearing a heavy suit of iron armor and he no longer had the previous feeling of unity of soul and flesh.

After a person dies, some things that should have disappeared are forcibly imprisoned in the body by the other party.

This resulted in the Lord of Fulue Mountain, who should have died of old age, still having consciousness and his golden body being able to move. Although he was not completely dead, he was not still alive either. He was in a state of neither life nor death.

"It is indeed the dark method of the Golden Immortal Dao."

The Lord of Fulue Mountain thought of certain rumors and knew that he had been involved in an extremely dangerous incident.

His golden body was maintained entirely by two seal characters. Although he escaped the fate of death due to old age, he also handed over the control to the mysterious tattoo master in front of him.

With just a thought, the other party removed the seal characters that imprisoned his consciousness, and he died on the spot, with no chance of recovery.

In other words, although the current Lord of Fulue Mountain is still "alive", he has become a puppet of the other party at the cost of his freedom.

The thought of being driven as a puppet and participating in all kinds of bloody and dark conspiracies...

"What are you standing there for? Move around, take a few steps, and flatten that mountain!"

Zhou You gave the order.

A moment later, a loud bang was heard and smoke thousands of meters high rose into the sky.

A mountain top collapsed, causing the ground to shake and sink, and countless thick cracks spread out like pythons.

The Lord of Fulue Mountain retracted his palm and muttered to himself, "If the Chong'e double whips were still there, I could still exert my peak combat power!"

However, as he was defeated and about to die, the double whips became Zhou You's trophies and were taken away.

"Well, you passed the test and came back to life, retaining your realm and strength from before death. However, this golden body is only a shell, and has lost the possibility of cultivation and growth. From now on, you will stay in the sixth heaven."

"Also, you are a corpse now and cannot take medicine. How can you replenish your golden body?"

Zhou You thought as he spoke, well, he still has a long way to go!

The more Master Fulue of Mountain listened, the more confused he became. Aren’t these enough the responsibility for you? I am being manipulated by you like a puppet, and you have to provide me with food!

He was very open-minded. The Lord of Fulue Mountain yesterday was dead, and he was now just a monster that had resurrected from a dead body. Even his consciousness and thoughts that he was the Lord of Fulue Mountain might be false.

The mysterious man created him, there must be a purpose, all you have to do is obey!
This awareness of being a cow or a horse is quite real.

but……

"Okay, you can go!"

"Let's go, where are we going?"

The master of Fulue Mountain was stunned. You shouldn't have taken me to do bad things, why did you let me go? Zhou You laughed dryly and explained, "I am a person with a special style. Well, I like to let things run wild. You are free now. You can do whatever you want in the future."

Free range? I see. Just tell them you don't need to worry about the food.

The master of Fulue Mountain was afraid that he was playing tricks, so he confirmed again and again, "Are you really going to let me go?"

"It's true. Let's go! It's better to go north."

The further north you go, the easier it is to avoid Dijing and the Zhonglang Zhou family of the Jitian Palace, so as not to be exposed.

Before the Lord of Fulue Mountain could react, the man in black disappeared from the spot in a flash, faster than any lightness skill and leaving no trace.

After a long time, the master of Fulue Mountain returned to the original place and confirmed that there was no one else on the mountain.

Well, he's not really a human being.

He thought about it for three days and three nights, but couldn't figure out what the mysterious man was doing. Could he really be a good person who didn't ask for anything in return?

Becoming a corpse, one does not feel tired or hungry, and is unaware of the passage of time.

Until one day the blinding sunlight reminded him that he could not stay in the past. Fulue Mountain had become history and no longer existed!

The Lord of Fulue Mountain always remembered the last words, "Go north!"

He walked north, and the northernmost place was the Six Northern States, bordering the northern border where the Witch Clan was entrenched.

He simply went to the northernmost place to see if the mysterious man would appear!
A few days later, the master of Fuluo Mountain found a disciple, who was his most respected younger generation and the one who had the greatest hope of making a breakthrough in martial arts.

The disciple had already broken through to a strong martial arts level, but he was sitting on the side of the road crying, cursing while crying, but it was unclear who he was cursing at.

"Why are you crying?"

The disciple looked up and saw the master of Fulue Mountain. He was startled and knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately.

It turned out that despite the huge blow of the sect's destruction, he actually broke through the adversity and desperately escaped from the mountain. After wandering for a while, he exhausted the resources he brought with him and stepped into the realm of powerful martial arts in one fell swoop.

However, he could do nothing at the first level of the realm. He gritted his teeth and thought about finding a few fellow disciples to seek revenge on Zhou Daqian.

The first companion he found was also a strong warrior. He opened a porcelain shop in the city, had many wives and concubines, and lived a very happy life.

The other party was only willing to pay money but not work, and even advised him to let go of his hatred!
The disciple scolded the other party severely but did not get discouraged. He went to find like-minded fellow disciples.

The second fellow disciple he became good friends with was just as loyal to the sect as he was. When they escaped, they made an appointment to accomplish great things together in the future.

When the disciple found his companion, he was accompanying his father on a blind date. He introduced himself to a wealthy family and worked there. He had a house at home and a car when he went out. In the future, when he had children, they would be able to join the family to learn martial arts and literature. He had a bright future.

Which wealthy family is it? The Zhou family of Zuofu, and the Western Clan!

Traitor, shameless traitor!

The disciple was so angry that he wanted to beat the shameless traitor to death, but the other party did not explain himself or resist, and only told his gray-haired father to stay away and not look at him. He softened his heart on the spot, kicked his companion over, and turned away.

Next is the third, the fourth...
"So, you didn't find anyone? You're sitting on the side of the road crying."

The disciple's eyes were blurred with tears. "Master, I am not crying because they are useless, but because I was foolish. It turns out that I was the only one who didn't know that Fulue Mountain is gone. All sects and hatreds have become nothing and are worthless!"

"Oh, that's life!"

The Lord of Fuluo Mountain felt extremely lonely, and there was only a vast expanse of desolateness between heaven and earth.

He grabbed the disciple's hand, and the cold touch made him shudder. "I'm going to the North. Are you willing to follow me?"

The disciple thought that it would be good to go to the Northland. He didn't want to stay in this sad place any longer. "Mountain Master, what are we going to the Northland for?"

"Find an answer. Also, Fulue Mountain is gone. From now on, don't call me the mountain master. Call me... Master!"

(End of this chapter)