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

Chapter 96 The only cure for the long-term disease: death

The scenery in the cave master's mansion is horrible.

The strong smell of blood covered up most of the stench.

Li Changxiao stepped in lightly.

See everything.

Chang Yue laughed wildly, her laughter was crazy.

She also cried bitterly.

The old body in front of her no longer looked human.

The back was peeled open with a knife, revealing the white bones.

But oddly enough.

The headmaster's face, which had become increasingly cold, now had a barely perceptible smile.

compare to.

Chang Yue, who was crying with her head in her hands, looked more like the one who was being tortured.

Li Changxiao watched quietly.

The three words "longevity and illness" reached his ears.

He was not calm. For the first time in his life, he turned on the bottle of Drunkenness in this dark cave and took a sip.

Alcohol enters the liver and intestines.

Sword King ginger gives Zui Sheng Meng Si a unique spiciness.

Ordinary people really can't drink this wine. Only an old drunkard like Li Changxiao can adapt to it perfectly.

he…

Suddenly I understood something.

It turns out that he was sick.

He was born with a disease called "longevity disease".

Chang Yue cried bitterly. Perhaps she had already sensed the presence of the person behind her, or perhaps she had guessed it all along.

Li Changxiao did not come closer, just watched from a distance.

Chang Yue slowly stood up, laughing, tears mixed on her face, her smile was quite ferocious, she kicked the head of the sect again and again, cursing the old man.

After kicking the leader, she went to kick Master Sheng.

……

The next day.

early morning.

Gather at Changsheng Hall and worship the evil god as usual.

On this day, Li Changxiao went there for the first time.

Following Chang Yue.

No one noticed him, not even Chang Yue, who had just started to practice Qi. As long as Li Changxiao didn't want to, no one would notice him.

He watched with his own eyes as hundreds of believers madly worshipped the evil god. Their devout looks were somewhat comical.

His eyes swept over the people below one by one.

"Changes" have taken place in these people.

When the worship reached its climax.

In front of everyone, Chang Yue changed into the leader's clothes, which were dirty and mixed with feces and urine.

I don’t know if it’s because the leader is old or because of the “changes”, but he has long been unable to control his excretion.

This suit stinks.

A strong mixture of sweat and body odor.

There were spots of blood on it.

Chang Yue first took off her original dress, then walked up step by step to the platform where the head of the sect had previously stood, and changed into this set of clothes under the statue of the evil god.

All the disciples below were watching this scene quietly.

This set of clothes is a little too loose for Chang Yue.

After replacement.

Chang Yue announced that the third version of the method of longevity has been developed, and by practicing this method, one can gain eternal life!

She promulgated the third edition of the longevity method.

Hundreds of people couldn't wait to open it.

There was only one sentence on it: Offer your life to the evil god.

"Hey, I'll go first!"

One disciple's eyes lit up and he instantly wiped off his neck.

As his breath gradually faded.

Everyone gathered around and asked how he felt.

But at this moment, how could the disciple, whose mouth and trachea were filled with blood, speak?

Just die slowly.

"Laughed…"

“He laughed!”

"It's true! The third edition of the Immortality Method is true!"

Someone pointed at the disciple's face.

The smile that gradually appeared at the moment of death was so eye-catching.

Laughing, laughing means being happy. Being this happy, what else could it be but eternal life?

There was a sudden commotion in the Longevity Room.

One disciple was quick to grab the knife and quickly cut his neck, then smiled.

then.

The believers went crazy and rushed to grab the knife.

I’m afraid that if it’s too late, I won’t get a share.

In just a short time, hundreds of disciples committed suicide.

All dead.

Only Chang Yue was left.

She was wearing the attire of a sect leader and was watching the scene with satisfaction.

Li Changxiao saw pride on her face?

Are you proud that under your leadership, all the people in Changsheng Cave have achieved eternal life?

Or something else?

Li Changxiao shook his head.

Trying to guess what's going on in their minds is meaningless and foolish.

"Junior brother."

"I know you've been watching."

"I know everything."

Chang Yue spoke towards the darkness.

Not in the same group, Li Changxiao walked out, he no longer concealed his breath.

Chang Yue's eyes were fixed on him.

I couldn't move away at all.

How wonderful.

Even in this filthy hole.

Also spotless, handsome and extraordinary.

"We are all sick." Chang Yue smiled at Li Chang, as if repeating these words.

"I thought you would give birth too..." Chang Yue looked at Li Changxiao, "But why didn't you!"

"Why aren't you sick?"

"why?"

Chang Yue covered her head, feeling very painful.

Li Changxiao could feel her pain.

One could even vaguely sense that she was resisting something with all her might.

"Long-term illness?"

"What kind of disease is this?" Li Changxiao muttered to himself.

He walked up to Chang Yue and pointed a finger at Chang Yue's forehead.

Then pull it back.

Pulling out a large ball of black mist.

This is the embodiment of Chang Yue’s memories, thoughts, etc.

It's very dark and a mess, and it's almost impossible to extract any useful information.

Li Changxiao was not proficient in medicine, and it was the first time he heard of the "longevity disease", so naturally he didn't know how to treat it.

But he had many doubts in his mind and wanted to ask Chang Yue. Even though Chang Yue looked crazy and numb, Li Changxiao guessed that she might be the most sober person in this Changsheng Cave.

He tried to help him regain his consciousness.

He loosened his fingers, and the black mist lost its pull and instantly returned to Chang Yue's eyebrows.

Then, Li Changxiao made a gesture with his left hand, with a faint blue light flashing on his fingertips, and pointed a finger at Chang Yue's forehead.

Plant the dream fruit you just wove into the other person's mind.

Chang Yue paused.

Fell into a stagnation.

Li Changxiao weaved the highlight moments that Chang Yue had experienced into a dream, and let Chang Yue experience it again in the dream to see if this could make Chang Yue wake up and regain his original consciousness.

Fortunately, Chang Yue was once very famous. As soon as Li Changxiao entered the sect, he heard many legends about her, and he also caught a glimpse of her from afar at several large-scale events.

I have a deep impression of her. There are many materials that can be used to weave dreams.

However, dreams are just dreams after all, and there are definitely some differences between them and Chang Yue’s real experience.

Li Changxiao took two steps back and quietly observed Chang Yue's changes.

It was all a dream, and Chang Yue woke up.

His eyes did become clearer.

But soon it began to return to its original state little by little.

Li Changxiao witnessed this transformation with his own eyes.

He had a more intuitive feeling, but perhaps because his cultivation was not enough, he could not figure out the disease.

even…

I felt more deeply the horror of this "long-term disease".

He sighed, feeling helpless.

at this time.