Asking about longevity

The deceitful man's expression was as indifferent as ever.

He looked at Mr. Zhuang and his junior brother whom he had not seen for hundreds of years. His dark pupils showed a trace of vigilance and solemnity, but then he became stunned again.

Here, there is nothing.

There is no layout, no murderous intention.

As for his junior brother, he was completely different from the arrogant, unruly and talented person in his impression.

There was an inexplicable anger welling up in the heart of the deceitful man, and his voice was also filled with a deep chill:

"Where is your secret calculation?"

"Where is your Immortal Formation?"

"Where are your cultivation, abilities, methods and plans?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly, "We're at the end of the road and we can't make a comeback, so why waste all that effort..."

The eyes of the trickster surged with stern expression.

"So, you are just waiting to die here?"

Mr. Zhuang was silent, then sighed softly, "Everyone has life and death..."

“When I was alive, I thought that man could conquer Heaven, but when I died, I finally realized that I was unable to restore Heaven…”

"Me too, senior brother..."

The dark pupils of the deceitful man showed an unyielding hatred, "Even if you die, you can die later. Your calculations will not be able to calculate even a trace of life..."

"So what if we figure it out?" Mr. Zhuang asked.

The trickster was startled.

Mr. Zhuang smiled, his tone revealing deep fatigue, and his breath was extremely weak, "It's just that I will die early and die late..."

"The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine..."

"I am the forty-ninth head of the sect. I am destined to be numbered. The sect will end here, and I will die here."

"No matter how you calculate it, the result is the same."

"It is an inevitable number calculated by heaven and cannot be changed..."

The deceitful man's expression became more and more serious. After a while, all his emotions calmed down again, and his expression returned to indifference.

The trickster said calmly:

"Okay, then I'll make it happen for you."

The trickster grasped his fair right hand, and an ancient long sword appeared out of thin air. The sword was made of bronze and was engraved with mottled and obscure lines, alternating between virtual and real lines.

"Sumi Sword..."

Mr. Zhuang murmured, with a look of nostalgia on his face and a calmness in the face of death.

At this moment, the nearby formations trembled, the barrier broke open, and Bai Qingcheng, who was offering a beautiful mountain and river umbrella, was revealed.

She saw Mr. Zhuang, whose face was as white as paper and ready to die.

I also saw a trickster with a murderous look on his face and a long sword in his hand.

Bai Qingcheng's heart trembled, "Elder brother!"

The tip of the trickster's sword stopped in front of Mr. Zhuang. He looked back at Bai Qingcheng, his expression cold and strange, and said indifferently:

"Master is dead, and the sect is dead."

"I am not your senior brother, and you are no longer your junior sister..."

Bai Qingcheng felt bitter in her heart, "Please, Senior Brother, be merciful..."

The indifferent expression of the treacherous man gradually faded away, and a trace of ridicule appeared on the treacherous face.

This smile was extremely weird, as if it had been plucked from many people's faces and pieced together.

The voices of the deceitful people also became noisy.

It seemed like there were many people laughing and talking together.

"Be merciful..."

"Now that things have come to this, why are you showing mercy?"

The trickster looked at Bai Qingcheng and said indifferently:

"If I don't kill him, how can I get the Guixu Map?"

"If you don't take out the map of Return to Ruins, how can you, the Bai family, seize this map? If you don't take this map, how can you find the sky burial place?"

"Before you came here, did the old man from the Bai family ask you to 'stand back and watch'?"

"They don't want you to control it, they like it."

"They also want me to kill my junior brother!"

"And you?"

"You keep saying that you want me to be merciful, but what do you think in your heart?"

"Why aren't you plotting against him?"

"I want to seek the inheritance of the innate formations in him, I want to steal the secret of the Guixu Celestial Burial, make contributions to the Bai family, and pave the way to immortality for your children with heavenly spiritual roots."

"You call him senior brother, but in your heart, do you ever regard him as senior brother?"

Bai Qingcheng's face turned pale. She wanted to say, "No, it's not like that...", but when the words came to her lips, she felt unable to say them out, and she felt deeply guilty in her heart.

The trickster looked at Mr. Zhuang again, with complicated eyes, and said calmly:

"I have been hunting you for hundreds of years..."

"This junior sister of yours, you treat her like your own sister, but she has also been plotting against you all your life..."

"You have accepted many disciples before, and they are all the proud ones of heaven. But in the end, they all betrayed each other and no one wanted to stay with you..."

"Dao Ting wants to kill you and peel off your Dao bones."

"The Demon Sect wants to kill you and take away your Tao map."

"And the master you have always respected so much..."

A sneer appeared on the trickster's face.

"How did your Qihai break?"

"How did your sea of ​​consciousness dry up?"

"Who can set up a conspiracy to plot against you?"

"It's...Master..."

Bai Qingcheng's pupils trembled, and her face showed disbelief. She had never heard of this matter.

The sly Taoist looked at Mr. Zhuang with stern eyes and continued:

"It's Master, he's using you! From the very beginning, from the moment he accepted you, it was all his plan."

"Master... adhering to the sect's legacy, from the very beginning, we have been looking for people who are born with Taoism!"

"He searched all his life and finally found you."

"Do you know why?"

Mr. Zhuang looked indifferent.

The trickster sneered and said to himself: "Because the innate Taoist bone is the key..."

"The secret of Guixu Celestial Burial is hidden in a drop of 'blood of heaven and man' that has been passed down since ancient times tens of thousands of years ago."

"This drop of blood is immortal and indelible."

"So, it must contain the opportunity to become an immortal."

"For tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to understand the mystery of this drop of blood."

"But Master, he figured it out..."

The trickster looked solemn and his eyes trembled slightly.

"This drop of heavenly and human blood is immortal and contains secrets that cannot be understood. So we can only blend it with human blood and hatch it out..."

"And those who are qualified to be integrated into this drop of heavenly and human blood are those who are extremely talented and born with Taoism..."

The trickster looked at Mr. Zhuang and said slowly: "That's you, junior brother..."

"Master, he never regarded you as a disciple from the beginning, or even as a 'person'..."

"In his eyes, you are just a pawn in the calculation of heaven, a tool, the embryo that breeds the blood of heaven and man, and understands the celestial burial in Guixu..."

"Do you know how to breed the blood of our ancestors?"

"Yes, you know..."

The deceitful man looked sarcastic, "Even if you didn't know it before, you should know it now..."

"Master will pass on the sect's inheritance and teach you everything, so that you can become a Taoist genius that will never be surpassed. When you succeed in Taoism, he will plan to kill you!"

"First break your Qi sea and let your cultivation level drain;"

"If you break your sea of ​​consciousness again, your mind will be greatly damaged;"

"Whether it is the sea of ​​qi or the sea of ​​consciousness, ordinary people will probably die and disappear after being broken, but you will not, because you are born with Tao bones and carry the blood of heaven and humans."

"When your sea of ​​​​qi and sea of ​​consciousness are shattered, your innate Tao bones will become your sea of ​​consciousness and sea of ​​qi, supporting your vitality."

"This is 'pushing seedlings to encourage growth'..."

"Let the innate Tao bones lose the support of the sea of ​​​​Qi and consciousness, quickly absorb the blood of heaven and humans, and grow excessively, thus accelerating the fusion of the Tao bones and the blood of heaven."

"Once the fusion is completed, the blood of heaven and humans will be refined."

"And your Taoist bones will reveal the secrets of heaven and man hidden in the blood of heaven and man! That is, that picture of the celestial burial in the ruins!"

"At this time, I will kill you again..."

"Tear off your bones..."

"You can get this complete picture of Guixu Celestial Burial, which contains ancient opportunities!"

Bai Qingcheng's face became paler and paler.

She never expected that the always amiable master would be so scheming and so... vicious...

The master adopts the senior brother and treats the senior brother as a son.

What he is harboring is the plan of "tiger poison eats seeds".

But in her eyes, Senior Brother Zhuang, who was a genius and unparalleled in the world, was actually just a "tool" used by the master...

The trickster looked at Mr. Zhuang with a sad and mocking tone:

"You are proficient in calculations. No one can calculate against you in this life, but from the beginning to the end, from birth to death, you are always being plotted..."

"Those people fear you and fear you, but no one cares about you."

"Whether it's the Daoting or the Demon Sect, everyone just wants you to die!"

"I just want to kill you, cut open your heart, dismantle your bones, and see what opportunities are hidden in you!"

Mr. Zhuang's face looked a little lonely, but more calm.

"yes……"

He glanced at the trickster again, as if he wanted to see the shadow of the former gentle and gentle elder brother with a broad smile in that sinister face.

But, he couldn't see it anymore...

He has gradually forgotten what his former senior brother was like.

Mr. Zhuang felt a little regretful and sighed slightly.

The trickster looked at Mr. Zhuang, with unspeakable anger and disappointment in his eyes!

After saying so much, he still looked like he had no desires or desires, and he was clear about life and death.

On the deceitful man's face, ferocious faces appeared one after another, and finally merged into one and disappeared without a trace. His eyes became ruthless and indifferent.

The trickster raised his Sumeru sword and pointed it at Mr. Zhuang.

"Elder brother, stop!"

Bai Qingcheng was shocked and shouted quickly.

She wanted to step forward, but was imprisoned by the trickster's backhand using the trick formation pattern.

Bai Qingcheng's eyes narrowed, and he held up the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Umbrella. As it turned, the splendid rays of light flowed, but these rays of light were eliminated one by one by the strange formations.

Without using the power of feathering, there is no way to break free.

Bai Qingcheng felt bitter in her heart.

Regardless of her cultivation, spiritual thoughts, formations, or even divine consciousness algorithms, she is no match for her former senior brother and now the trickster.

She could only watch.

Seeing the Xumi sword of the trickster pierce Senior Brother Zhuang's chest, and then cut open the heart veins, condensing under the heart and maintaining the exhausted sea of ​​consciousness and broken sea of ​​energy, a section of the crystal-clear jade "natural bone", took it out...

Not a drop of blood was shed.

Because all the blood was cut to pieces by Xumi Sword Qi.

Above the Dao Bone, it is crystal clear.

It seems that there are extremely complex, huge, simple, and profound lines, which are innately generated and fused with blood and bones, and are engraved on this "innate Taoist bone".

This picture looks like a formation diagram.

It’s that picture of the celestial burial in Guixu that all the monks from all over the world covet!

The moment his innate Taoist bones were stripped away, Mr. Zhuang's vitality gradually dried up.

His face became paler, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his aura gradually became ethereal, almost void...

Bai Qingcheng's heart ached.

The trickster also looked at Mr. Zhuang, stunned.

He knew that this scene would happen sooner or later.

But he still didn't seem to have thought that this scene actually happened...

He killed his junior brother with his own hands...

Mr. Zhuang's breath was already very weak, but he still took a breath and seemed to still be worried about it.

He doesn't care too much about the blood of heaven and humans, the innate Taoist bones, and the burial in the ruins...

"Senior brother..."

Mr. Zhuang murmured softly, "My thoughts are with my fellow apprentices, don't be embarrassed...my little apprentices..."

The deceitful man looked stunned and indifferent, and was about to speak sarcastically.

At this moment, several golden shackles suddenly appeared in the air.

These shackles have majestic and rough avenue patterns on them. As soon as they appear, they form a cage, seeming to lock the treacherous person tightly.

The deceitful man sneered, "You old man who wants to make a profit as a fisherman!"

He focused his gaze and directly swallowed the innate Tao bones into his belly, and then his whole body was covered with black and gray formations. These formations, from the outside to the inside, swallowed and dissolved his body one by one...

And the figure of the trickster gradually faded and disappeared...

In the void, an old and majestic voice sounded:

"Tianji is mysterious...want to run away?"

The golden light in the sky is even brighter, and chains are stacked on top of each other.

But it seems that there is nothing that can stop the trickster from escaping.

His body disappeared little by little, but when he left, he took one last look at Mr. Zhuang.

This look was extremely complicated, and there was some pain in it, but in the end it was just determination.

Afterwards, the trickster disappeared.

A cold snort sounded in the air, and then the golden light dissipated and disappeared without a trace. It seemed that an unknown strong man was chasing the trickster along the clues of the conspiracy...

Mr. Zhuang was the only one left in the Hidden Formation Pavilion.

Mr. Zhuang, who has lost the Guixu Sky Burial Map and is dying, is no longer cared about by anyone...

No one cares whether he lives or dies.

Bai Qingcheng stepped forward and helped Mr. Zhuang up, but felt that Mr. Zhuang's body was lighter than catkins and thinner than paper, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Senior brother..."

Mr. Zhuang slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Bai Qingcheng, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled lightly, but did not speak.

It seemed that he didn't have enough strength to support him to speak again.

Bai Qingcheng looked nervous, "Senior brother, you can't die!"

After a long while, Mr. Zhuang spoke, his voice was very soft and tired:

"I've been counting my whole life and I'm very tired. I want to take a nap..."

Bai Qingcheng's heart ached, "Senior brother, you can't die! Is there nothing you want to do or anyone you want to see in this world?"

Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a while, then shook his head and murmured:

"No, there is no one I want to see in this world..."

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes. No matter how Bai Qingcheng called, there was no response.

All the remaining blood on his face disappeared.

The faint vitality is like spring water seeping into the desert, gradually drying up...

Bai Qingcheng looked at Mr. Zhuang's expression with a blank look on his face.

He never thought that he would see this scene.

Seeing his senior brother die in front of him.

That's Senior Brother Zhuang...

Such a genius, such an unrivaled elegance, such an arrogance.

No matter what happens, he will always have a plan, no matter what mistakes he makes, he will be tolerant, and no matter what he wants, he will find a way for him.

Senior brother is right.

He is also plotting against his senior brother.

But……

She always thought that no matter how many calculations she made, her senior brother would still be the same senior brother, the one who was proficient in calculations and was confident about everything.

Instead of looking like this, with a bloodless face and no life...

"Senior brother... is going to die?"

A great feeling of panic spread throughout his body.

Bai Qingcheng trembled all over.

Man is mortal.

But after living for hundreds of years, she never realized or thought that one day, the senior brother who treated her like a sister, who had always tolerated and cared for her, would... die?

She felt a suffocation in her chest, and her heart was like a knife.

Two lines of tears remained silently.

Bai Qingcheng wiped her cheeks, looked at the tears on her fingertips, and murmured: "It turns out that I can still shed tears..."

die……

Bai Qingcheng was suddenly startled.

"No, you can't die!"

"Senior brother...he can't die!"

Master is dead...

Senior brother is possessed...

If senior brother dies again, all the people in this world who once valued him will be gone...

"Senior brother cannot die!"

"But...how to save, what can I do to save?!"

The sea of ​​qi is broken, the sea of ​​consciousness is exhausted, the bones of the Tao are peeled off, and the vitality is dissipated... In this case, any elixir is useless...

Bai Qingcheng felt suffocated in her heart. She couldn't help but clutch her chest, enduring the pain as her mind raced.

After a moment, she had a flash of inspiration and suddenly said:

"Master Situ... Qiankun Qingguangzhan..."

There will be another chapter later, but it will be a little later.