The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Li Changxiao continued to follow the master's steps.

The head of the sect had a bad temper, and as if to show off his dominance, he put his hands behind his back, held his head high and chest out, took big steps, and from time to time he would look back and remind Li Changxiao to keep up.

Chang Yue's eyes followed the two people.

Li Changxiao walked along. As the distance got closer, the statue of the evil god seemed taller and taller, as if it was looking down at him.

His attention was soon attracted by another person.

is a man.

There were only a few sparse hairs, draped roughly on the scalp.

My eyebrows are almost falling out.

A large purple-red abscess appeared on the left side of his face. It was bulging and seemed to be filled with a lot of pus.

There was an eye-catching long black hair on the big abscess. The man looked at Li Changxiao curiously, playing with the long black hair on the abscess with his left hand.

"Uncle Zhou"

Li Changxiao thought of this name in his mind.

Take a few more steps.

One by one, the once famous names emerged in my mind.

Sheng Daren, Fang Qingming…

These people are not only famous in Panlong Sect, but also well-known among their peers in Lingtian Dynasty.

How come it has become like this now?

What on earth did they go through?

"Gululu..."

Was walking.

Suddenly there was a strange noise among the crowd.

Everyone turned to look.

I saw a disciple holding his stomach and grinning foolishly.

Dirty fluid flowed out from beneath his body.

What followed was a fresh stench.

Everyone withdrew their gazes, and the disciple had no intention of changing clothes.

The already stuffy and smelly stone chamber suddenly became even more unbearable with its stench.

The head of the sect walked up to the high platform in front of him, moved two steps sideways to make a space for Li Changxiao, and signaled him to come up with his eyes.

Li Changxiao walked up to the platform and stood side by side with the headmaster, feeling out of place in his surroundings.

The painting styles are different.

He didn't know.

What on earth had turned everyone in Panlong Sect into this state?

Even if you become possessed by a demon.

There's no need to live in this dark cave and sleep with shit and urine, right?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart.

The head of the sect spoke passionately on the stage. His voice was hoarse as he shouted that they would be the last immortals in this world!

The evil god lives on!

The moment the words fell, there was a violent reaction.

Hundreds of people responded in unison. The loud voices echoed in the stone chamber, repeatedly vibrating the eardrums and causing pain. The flames were suddenly extinguished due to the change in air flow.

The head of the sect cursed loudly, wondering who was the bastard who blew out the candle.

He was so angry that he jumped up and down and ordered people to light the oil lamp quickly.

Soon, flames filled the space again.

The leader started to talk about business, congratulating Changsheng Cave for having a new member.

Immediately, he gestured to Li Changxiao to take a few steps forward.

After Li Changxiao did as he was told, the headmaster took his hand and said a lot more things.

It’s all the same routine, the same rhetoric.

It is nothing more than praising the greatness of the evil god. There is a promising future. As long as one is sincere enough, he will have a long life and everything.

These chicken soups were useless to Li Changxiao, but some of the disciples below became extremely excited.

The head of the sect grinned upon seeing this, and his face looked even more distorted under the dim light.

Li Changxiao felt that the master's hand was extremely sticky. He pulled it out uncomfortably, took out a piece of rough cloth from his arms and wiped his palm.

The head of the sect glanced at Li Changxiao indifferently.

He was very unhappy with his action, but he ignored it and called Uncle Zhou, who had pustules on his face, to take Li Changxiao around the cave to familiarize himself with the environment.

He stayed and had something to say to these believers.

"Yes!"

Uncle Zhou stepped forward, the thin and broken hair on his scalp fluttering slightly.

Mr. Sheng gave him an unhappy look, muttering "flatterer" and feeling very unhappy with Uncle Zhou's behavior.

At the same time, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled maliciously.

……

Uncle Zhou led Li Changxiao out of the stone chamber from another cave entrance.

"Little Junior Brother, congratulations."

Uncle Zhou smiled with a crooked mouth, not trying to look cool, but the abscess on his left cheek was so big that that side of his face had long been numb.

Li Changxiao responded with a forced smile, and Uncle Zhou led the way in front.

And just at the moment when Uncle Zhou turned around.

Li Changxiao's figure flickered and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, he appeared outside the secret realm.

He took a few deep breaths of fresh air.

The cave was so smelly that even though he wasn't a germaphobe, he couldn't accept such a dirty environment.

Before going back, he took a big gulp of the wine and then tightened the mouth of the gourd, fearing that the stench inside would contaminate his mellow wine.

His figure was elusive.

The figure appeared again in the narrow stone path.

Uncle Zhou, who was leading the way in front, had no idea that Li Changxiao had been out for a while.

We walked like this for a long time.

Uncle Zhou suddenly remembered something and told Li Changxiao that the stone chamber where the Evil God was enshrined was called Changsheng Hall.

It is the daily gathering place.

Li Changxiao was very curious about the structure of this cave. He guessed in his heart that this cave should have existed before the spiritual energy was exhausted.

The head of the sect is just continuing to use it.

Li Changxiao intentionally or unintentionally asked Zhou Gongshu for information.

What he was most curious about was why they became like this.

Why do we have to live in this dirty, stuffy and smelly cave?

Uncle Zhou was once a genius.

He even has the title of Jade Master.

Now he has a big boil on his head and his hair is sparse, and there is no trace of his former glory.

Of course, Li Changxiao always used indirect methods to inquire.

Uncle Zhou was really tricked into giving out some useful information.

Originally, they thought.

Only under the protection of the evil god can one be immune to the erosion of time.

The evil god's protection area is only this cave.

As Uncle Zhou spoke, he suddenly grinned and told Li Changxiao that it was impossible for him to stay in this cave forever.

In the future, the people of Changsheng Cave will go out to educate the people.

By then, the evil god's territory will expand and they will be able to leave the cave.

When Uncle Zhou said this, there was a gleam in his eyes.

Li Changxiao remained silent.

at this time.

There was a rush of footsteps in the distance.

A skinny man came jogging over. When he saw Uncle Zhou, he immediately said, "Elder, this is not good!"

"I saw... Elder Sheng and Elder Chang Yue, they... they... hid themselves and got together again!"

The skinny man didn't finish his words.

Uncle Zhou stopped with a snap, shaking with anger.

"Damn it, that's my Taoist partner!"

"Master Sheng, I'm going to kill you!"

"Chang Yue you bitch!"

He roared and ran in the opposite direction.

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