I am a living immortal.

Chapter 273: Encountering Misfortune, Must Practice

"It's time to fulfill the promise." Mirage Dragon arrived at the hall in a few steps.

Faced with this familiar tone, Duke Zheng trembled like a sieve: "How is it possible... How could you get in?"

At this moment, his face was pale, without a trace of blood.

"This is your original promise, why can't I come in?" asked the Mirage Dragon.

Duke Zheng looked at the temple keeper who was following him, and he felt as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Quick, quick, aren't you a temple keeper? Take this monster away!!"

Then, facing the commanding tone of Duke Zheng, the temple keeper simply shook his head and said, "This is not a demon... but a god!"

When the temple keeper said this, Duke Zheng's face turned completely pale: "It's not a demon... How could it be... It must be a demon, it must be, I don't believe it!"

As he said this, he suddenly grabbed the bright yellow imperial edict beside him and threw it at the mirage dragon, but before it touched him, it was bounced away and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

When the others heard the temple keeper's words, the expressions on their faces were completely opposite to Duke Zheng's.

"Is... God?" Everyone turned this word over and over again.

Then the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. If it was a god, if it was a god, did it mean that their Zheng family could still be saved? Although it could not be compared with before, at least they could become rich, and they had the endorsement of the temple priest of the Holy Monarch Temple. Cooperating with a god and cooperating with a monster were two different concepts.

Therefore, everyone except Duke Zheng looked at the temple keeper with fiery eyes.

However, the temple keeper did not pay attention to the looks of others, but instead looked at the mirage dragon with an expression that said, "As expected." The imperial edict contained dragon energy, but there was no sign of it being triggered when it touched that existence.

But the Mirage Dragon scoffed at this.

"That's not what you said when you made the deal with me. Do you still remember the promise you made when you were on the verge of death? It was me who saved you, and it was me who gave you the chance to start over in life."

"Now I'm here, are you ready?"

"No, no, no... I'll give you money, or I can give you lots of other people, as long as you let me go."

Mirage Dragon shook his head: "Actually, I've already met your two bloodlines, but I still came here in person. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Can't you please be flexible? You're a god..."

"No, no, no, I order you to...you can't do this..."

However, Mirage Dragon had completely lost his patience and no longer wanted to waste time talking to this human.

With a wave of his hand, he pulled the man's soul out alive. The soul and the body felt like they were being torn apart, and the separation of the body and soul was extremely painful, causing Duke Zheng's face to twist into a ball.

Finally, it turned into a gray-white bead in his hand.

This bead is named Greedy Life. Mirage Dragon likes this kind of bead made from souls with strong emotions very much, just like gems of various colors and properties. It is a personal hobby. He has a basket of such beads, which is a hobby he has enjoyed for thousands of years.

In fact, most of them are not difficult. After all, not everyone can achieve the same success as Duke Zheng.

Admiring the bead, the mirage dragon left with satisfaction.

As for the affairs of the Zheng family, he didn't care at all.

…………

The lights flickered, and Wei Shen suddenly woke up from the table. Looking at the strange book pressed under him, he shook his head, but he didn't feel any pain all over his body. Could it be that the previous feelings were all a dream?

But this dream was too real.

He sighed, thinking that his situation was definitely not normal. He put away the strange book, looked at the dark night view outside the window, walked slowly to the edge of the bed, and waved his hand subconsciously.

The burning candle flame was extinguished in an instant.

This made him stunned on the spot. What had he just done...

He looked at his hand with some fear, so he raised his hand carefully.

The candlestick actually flew into his hand as he expected.

"This, this, this..." Wei Shen was frightened by his own words and took a few steps back and bumped into the bed. He fell backwards on the bed. He looked at the candlestick in his hand that was still emitting residual warmth. In a trance, he could not tell whether he was dreaming or reality.

Whether it was the pain before or the residual warmth emitted by the candlestick in his hand, it was very real.

"You are not dreaming."

Just when Wei Shen was in deep confusion, a voice sounded in his ears. He looked around suddenly, but found nothing unusual.

"No need to look for it, you and I are now one." This voice sounded in Wei Shen's ears again.

“You… who are you?”

But a sneer came from my ear: "I am not a human."

"You are a ghost!!!" Wei Shen's pupils trembled violently.

“Not really.”

"Then what are you..."

"I am neither human nor ghost, neither spirit nor demon. This is an ominous sign."

"Ominous!!!"

"Yes, actually you don't have to be afraid."

How could Wei Shen not be afraid? He trembled and said, "You were the one who caused me to lose consciousness before! And that book? Why did you come to me? I'm just an ordinary person."

"It's precisely because you're an ordinary person that I'm helpless. Your aptitude is truly too poor. Before you could fully master the Ancient Ming Sutra, your spirit was already in a state of collapse and you fainted. If it weren't for me, you would have turned into moonlight and dissipated in this world by now."

"As for why it was you, it was because of your parents. I was born at the moment of a lunar eclipse, when the toad was croaking. The Sutra of the Transcendence of Evils says: 'The sun is obscured, the moon is covered, the toad's forehead is cracked, and the boy in the middle seat is holding the full moon. This is a sign of great misfortune and an ominous sign. It is also a vessel for great spiritual practice.

"By some strange coincidence, I obtained the Ancient Ming Sutra at Yinyue Cliff and was chased by a group of crazy immortals from Yangyue Sect. They wanted to refine me into a treasure, but I refused and fled here. Your parents were picked up and escaped, but I was unlucky and helped my family to be destroyed. This is also the reason why your parents met with an accident, so it was you."

"My parents' death is related to you!!!"

Wei Shen suddenly jumped up: "Come out here, why are you doing this!!"

The voice remained silent: "This is not my wish.

"I can't get out either. I've given you my body in exchange for your cultivation. Our spirits are now one and inseparable."

"The path of cultivation has been opened, and you and I should work together."

"Practice?"

"Yes, the only things that mortals need to cultivate are fate, aptitude, and character. Now you and I have both, and the path is smooth."

"But my parents."

"My condolences." A cold voice comforted.

Although this did not comfort Wei Shen, various information came one after another, including his parents' life and death, their unknown encounters, and the need to practice, which made his mind very confused.

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