Start from the thief

Immortality is the ultimate dream of countless monks.

Almost every blessed child would think about one question: they can move mountains and fill the sea with the help of the power of heaven and earth, but why their lifespan is no different from that of lowly mortals?

This made the monks very dissatisfied, so they took various approaches in their quest for immortality.

Lawful Good For example, the Taoists of Longhu Mountain pursue a good lifestyle and eating habits, which pushes the average life expectancy to over 80 years, and most of the Taoists are satisfied.

Lawful Neutral For example, the immortals in Kunlun Mountain like to drink water from Tianchi Lake and eat thousand-year-old ginseng. They also take things they think are natural treasures and throw them into the furnace to mix them into black and gold pills. They claim that they can become immortal after a thousand years of eating them, but they decline all visits and research exchanges from other cultivators. Unfortunately, the head of Kunlun Mountain changes every few decades.

Of course, there are also chaotic and evil cultivators who start to do weird things every day when they get an idea. For example, they cooperate with mountain spirits and monsters to kidnap some mortals or even cultivators to find out what they can eat to replenish their body. There are also many who, when they can't handle the situation, just eat the mountain spirits and monsters in a fit of rage.

But without exception, they failed.

But once there is any trend in this direction, countless people will instantly focus their attention. There is no way, the temptation is too great.

The meeting between the Sect Master and Yelu Mingjing might be a secret, but it is no secret that mysterious monks often appear and are studied by the Sect Master. In this world, as long as a second person knows something, it means that everyone knows it.

All the disciples of Guimen more or less know that the leader is researching the art of longevity, and now, the leader says that this young man has brought the method of immortality.

Who could not be excited?

Who wouldn't be fanatical?

But they all subconsciously overlooked one problem. What the sect leader said was that he brought a method that could make "me" immortal, not "us".

The faces of most people began to be filled with joy as if it was Chinese New Year, but they did not know that in the eyes of the Sect Master and Zhao Yushu, they were just pigs to be slaughtered during the Chinese New Year.

"Boy, you can tell me now."

Zhao Yushu nodded, stretched out his hand, and Assassin instantly appeared in his palm.

This action startled everyone, even the sect leader's eyes twitched unconsciously.

He did not take it out from the storage bag, but directly summoned the Assassin who was hiding somewhere unknown.

The divine weapon recognized its master. Who is this guy?

The other elders who had learned from the sect master in the past two days about the theft of the sect's magic weapon that led to the death of an elder and more than twenty disciples were even more shocked. It turned out that the sect's magic weapon was not stolen, but was in the hands of this kid, and the sect master knew about it.

Then what does the death of the elders and disciples before mean?

Several old men inside the door looked at each other and smelled a different scent.

Is it a political purge?

They are sharp, but not sharp enough.

Zhao Yushu handed the Assassin to the sect leader, then whispered something in his ear. The sect leader's pupils began to tremble uncontrollably.

"why?"

"From the same source, darkness and blood are the two things Assassin loves most. When these two merge into one person, it is eternity."

Zhao Yushu spoke nonsense expressionlessly, not caring at all about how many loopholes there were in his words. This was the past, a past that was bound to happen. Even if he said nothing now and just farted, the sect leader would still take a knife and kill all the disciples of Ghost Sect.

"If you lie to me."

"You can just gather some followers after I die. Their lives, my life, are worthless."

The leader smiled, nodded, and inserted the Assassin into the card slot next to the stone chair.

Darkness began to spread.

The disciples of Guimen began to realize that something was wrong.

The cautious ones have begun to be on guard, and the smart ones have begun to look around.

Zhao Yushu still stood beside the stone chair, watching everything coldly.

Darkness filled the hall, filled the tomb, filled every passage.

Darkness enveloped Beimang Mountain.

From now on, the king of Beimang Mountain will be invincible.

The entire mountain range might be too large, but this peak was his hunting ground alone.

It is the cemetery of the entire ghost gate.

Yin and Yang meet, heaven and earth merge, and life and death have their regularity.

The blind old woman covered her neck, and the blood just flowed out before she disappeared.

There was confusion in her almost pure white pupils, and the fallen body was as pale as her eyes.

Zhao Yushu blinked, and the world in his eyes turned from dark to gray, with black threads running through his field of vision in a disorderly manner. He didn't know what it was the last time he came here, but now he realized that it was just the sect leader holding the Assassin, drawing and retracting the sword in space, and the speed was so fast that the sword edge and the blood flashed on the trajectory.

For some reason, these tracks did not disappear before my eyes, but instead were frozen in time.

The Ghost Gate disciples began to panic.

Some people sat there in confusion, waiting to die, some tried to fight back ruthlessly, and some saw that the situation was not good and started to run away.

The shouts of curses and pleas for mercy grew louder and then fainter, and blood spurted out and then disappeared.

The pace of the killing began to slow, but it was not hindered.

The leader of the sect is the only inner scene in the entire Ghost Gate, and he is also the top assassin among the inner scenes. If he wants to kill an outer scene, no one will be able to fight back.

As for whether you are at the first level of the outer scene or at the great perfection of the outer scene, in the eyes of the sect master, no, in his eyes there is no so-called opponent. It should be said that under the sect master's sword, it is just the difference between one sword or two swords.

The killing began in the hall and spread outward.

Under the feet of Ghost Gate disciples who have practiced the Shadow Step, space is not an obstacle. The Shadow Step flashes in the darkness, but the distance is different.

Some people even took a different approach and rushed directly to Zhao Yushu, as if they wanted to resolve the current deadlock by kidnapping the sect leader's "illegitimate son", but what greeted them was only the sect leader suddenly appearing behind them and slashing with a sword.

What's going on in your mind when you're comparing Shadow Steps with someone who has almost no pre-swing and cooldown?

Zhao Yushu looked expressionlessly at the Ghost Gate disciples falling one after another, then slowly walked down the stairs and headed towards the passage outside.

There was no one alive in the hall anymore.

The tomb passage was very narrow, so a small number of corpses could create a very shocking visual effect. Zhao Yushu looked at the increasingly messy lines in front of him and suddenly realized that the sect leader had gone crazy.

For a master like this, there should be no waste in his attacks, and every strike must be just right. But now, the sect leader seems to be swinging his sword meaninglessly.

This was probably the reason why I was able to use the Shushan Sword to block the attack that spanned time and space in the tomb passage last time.

"They're all dead, all dead, ha ha ha ha, I can feel it, you really didn't lie to me, I can feel it!"

The leader of the sect stood at the exit of the tomb, with the last two corpses at his feet.

"What do you feel?"

"Power, I can feel the power boiling in my blood. Now I have endless power. Even the head of Shushan is no match for me!"

The leader of Shushan? It seems that the strongest person a hundred years ago was not the leader of Tianji Pavilion at that time, but why is he so excited?