Chapter 475 Pandora's Box of Immortality

In the darkness.

Chu Ning was not panicked because he did not believe what the old man said.

Old man, what you said before was definitely not to delay time with yourself.

If this Immortal Lord had the means to deal with me, then there would be no need to stop me from approaching the Immortal Mountain.

Even now, it could still be a bluff.

Even if it wasn't a bluff, he couldn't panic because panicking would not help.

Chu Ning released his spiritual sense completely, and the Qingshan Armor on his body immediately protected his whole body. At the same time, the earth fire flew out from the palm of his hand, illuminating the darkness.

"Snap!" A crisp sound.

The underground fire was extinguished.

Chu Ning frowned and summoned the earth fire again.

Pop! Another sound was heard, and the underground fire went out again.

"Brother, there is something strange here. I can't leave your body."

The voice of the Earth Fire Spirit sounded in Chu Ning's ears, but a smile appeared on Chu Ning's lips. The fact that the Earth Fire Spirit could not appear actually verified his guess.

The old man is bluffing.

If this old man was really trying to delay time and had a way to deal with me now, there would be no need to just prevent the Earth Fire from appearing.

The more mysterious something is, the less confident it is.

All you have to do is be careful and vigilant.

Silence and darkness.

The spiritual sense could not penetrate, and at this moment, time seemed to have stopped passing. However, Chu Ning had a calm expression and just stood there.

In front of Chu Ning, where he could not see, the old man was staring at him with a complicated expression. In the old man's hand, he was holding a scripture.

As he was flipping through the scriptures, a page of black paper slipped out from the book.

The old man pinched the black paper, and finally raised his right hand, and the black paper slowly floated towards Chu Ning.

The black paper floated towards Chu Ning, and the sound of scriptures began to resound in the darkness.

"Immortality, immortality, and no reincarnation..."

Chu Ning's ears twitched, and he heard a loud and majestic voice, as if someone was chanting scriptures in his ears.

Boom! Light appeared in the darkness.

A streak of aurora illuminated the entire darkness. Chu Ning's pupils shrank, and he saw a handsome young man standing on the top of the mountain, with unparalleled elegance.

The man smiled at him and nodded, and Chu Ning nodded in response.

Then, the man pointed with his right hand, and an invisible energy wave came, enveloping Chu Ning. Chu Ning's eyes became dim and his head drooped slightly.

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"From today on, you will be called Zhang Bu Si."

"Zhang Bu Si? My name is Zhang Bu Si!"

The little boy was very happy. He finally had a name instead of being called a bastard.

"Yes, everyone in the city died, and you are the only one who survived. Of course, you are not dead. From now on, I am your master."

"What is a master?"

the little boy asked innocently.

"A master is someone who can ensure that you have enough food and warm clothes in the future."

"To have enough food and warm clothes, I need a master. I need a master."

The old man led the excited little boy out of a ruined city. Behind them, blood was flowing out of the city. Following the blood, there were corpses all over the city.

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Longevity Peak.

"Master, why am I so slow in making breakthroughs? Many of my fellow apprentices have surpassed me and have already established their foundations."

The young man had a frustrated look on his face, he had followed his master into the sect for a hundred years already, his fellow disciples who had joined later than him had already established their foundation, but he was still stuck at the late stage of Qi Condensation. If he were not his master's only disciple, if his master were not the sect's elder, he would have been eliminated from the sect long ago, not to mention that he was still enjoying the treatment of an inner disciple.

"With great accumulation, great things come late. Don't be impatient in your cultivation. When the time comes, you will naturally break through. Your master has confidence in you."

The old man smiled and comforted Zhang Bushi. Zhang Bushi felt both touched and guilty. He was touched that his master was still as good to him as always, but he felt guilty that he had brought shame to his master.

I heard from some senior brothers that because the master was incompetent, in order to keep his treatment as an inner disciple, he could only beg the sect master Kane, which also made the master unable to hold his head up in front of other elders.

Ten years later.

Zhang Bushi walked out of the cave with excitement in his eyes. With a thought, a strong spiritual power spread from his body to the surroundings, causing the nearby birds and beasts to flee.

Hahaha! Seeing this scene, Zhang Bushi couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He finally succeeded in building his foundation.

"Master, I succeeded!"

Zhang Bu Si immediately sought out his master to share his joy of successfully breaking through the realm.

"Ahem, I've broken through to the foundation building stage."

The old man had a kind smile on his face. Zhang Bushi glanced at the pills in front of the old man and frowned: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Master needs medicinal pills to help him practice his skills."

Zhang Bushi stepped forward and smelled the pill: "Master, don't lie to me, this is clearly the Guyuan Pill, Master, are you injured?"

Seeing Zhang Bushi's worried look, the old man smiled and said, "What nonsense! How could the master be injured? It's just that the master has begun to enter old age, and his vitality is slowly weakening. He needs this Guyuan Pill to maintain his vitality."

Getting old!

This is a shackle that even monks cannot escape.

Zhang Bushi remembered that his master said that he had been practicing for more than 500 years. Although his master was at the Nascent Soul stage, according to his lifespan, he was also slowly entering the second half of his life.

The longest lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator will not exceed a thousand years.

"master!"

"Foolish child, don't worry about the master. The master still has hundreds of years to live. You should intensify your training. The longest life span of the foundation-building stage is only three hundred years."

"Master, don't worry. I will definitely break through to the Golden Core stage within a hundred years."

"Well, Master believes in you. These pills are prepared by Master for you after you successfully build your foundation. They are all useful for you in the Foundation Building Stage."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhang Bu Si did not refuse. Ever since his master started him on the path of cultivation, his master would prepare elixirs for the next small realm for him in advance.

He will remember his master's kindness.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely find you a treasure that can prolong your life in the future."

"Okay, then I will wait."

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A hundred years later, Zhang Bushi sat alone in front of the cliff of Changshou Peak, looking lonely.

A hundred years have passed, and he has not yet broken through to the Golden Core stage, nor has he reached the late stage of foundation building. He is still in the middle stage of foundation building.

I’m afraid there’s no hope of achieving the golden elixir in this lifetime.

He failed to live up to his master's expectations.

The old man appeared beside Zhang Bushi.

"Master, I am ashamed of you."

"Follow the Master."

The old man had a calm expression and took Zhang Bushi into the cave.

"Sit there, don't ask, just keep your mind focused."

There were two cushions in the cave. Zhang Bushi saw his master's serious expression and wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but he did not ask in the end.

The next moment, Zhang Bushi found himself imprisoned and unable to move, but he was not panicked because he knew that his master would not harm him.

But what Zhang Bu Si didn't expect was that his master actually transferred his spiritual power into his body.

Master, please help me to form the elixir.

But he had never heard that the realm of cultivation could be broken through in this way.

What he didn't expect was that he succeeded.

Successfully broke through to the Jindan realm.

Looking at his master whose hair turned white in an instant, Zhang Bushi did not feel the joy of breaking through to the Golden Elixir stage. Instead, he felt endless self-blame and sorrow.

The master used a secret technique at the cost of his life to help him break through to the Golden Core Realm.

"Silly boy, don't be sad. You are my disciple. Since I have brought you on the path of cultivation, I must be responsible for you."

"But Master..."

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"Master, let me ask you, if one day my life is about to end and I need to use your life to extend my life, would you agree?"

"I am willing. As long as I can extend Master's life, it is worth it even if I have to use up all my lifespan."

Zhang Bushi answered immediately without any hesitation.

"That's it. These are the elixirs for the Golden Core Realm. Take them first, and tell me when you're done."

The old man left after leaving a few bottles of pills and then left. Zhang Bushi didn't see it. The moment the old man turned around, there was a strange smile on his face.

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Longevity Peak.

The mountain collapsed and the rubble rolled all over the ground.

The mountain range where Changshou Peak is located was also mostly destroyed. Zhang Bushi held a long sword in his hand and looked at the old man with a sad expression on his face.

"My good disciple, this is how you treat your master. Have you forgotten who led you on the path of cultivation and who helped you break through step by step? Have you forgotten what you said in the beginning?"

"I have never forgotten."

Zhang Bushi shook his head: "But Master shouldn't have lied to me, let alone planned my life."

"Design? Without my design, would you be alive today?"

"My disciple could have established his foundation long ago, but you, Master, used elixirs to delay his foundation-building time, just to allow his soul to mutate. Later, when his elixir was formed, Master pretended to consume his life to help him break through, but it was actually to plant a mark on his golden elixir."

"So what? Without your master, you would have been a beggar after the city fell. I'm afraid you wouldn't have survived for three days. It was your master who showed you the world of monks and made you stand out from the ordinary people. Your life belongs to your master."

"Master wants my life, and I am willing to give it to him. But why did Master kill my friends?"

"Those people deserved to die. If they didn't die, your immortal species wouldn't have taken shape. Just because of these outsiders, you have to fight your master with your swords. You are really an ungrateful person."

"After all, you still value your life, so why bother making these excuses?"

Zhang Bu Si was silent: "Master, even if you took away my disciple's life span, I'm afraid it would only extend his life span by three thousand years at most. What about after three thousand years? You will have to find another disciple, design his life again, and finally take away his life span?"

Facing Zhang Bu Si's questioning, it was the old man's turn to remain silent this time. After a while, he said, "Bu Si, Master is dull in talent. If you don't practice the Immortal Sutra, you will never reach the Divine Realm. Master wants to pursue the Great Dao, so why can't you help Master?"

"Forgive me, disciple, for it is difficult to fulfill my destiny. I do not want such a tragedy to repeat itself over and over again."

Boom! The sword energy spread, covering the entire mountain, and also covering the battle between the master and the disciple.

"Zhang Bushi, you shouldn't be called Bushi, you should be called Pa Si, your master gave you the wrong name!"

"I am afraid of death, but I will never be like my master and plot against others to take their lives."

"Hahaha, Zhang Bu Si, do you dare to swear that when you reach the end of your life, you will not follow this life-extending path like me?"

"Do you dare to swear?"

"Do you dare to swear?"

In the sword intent, Zhang Bu Si's cold voice came out: "Disciple dares!"

"Okay, then swear, I'm listening!"

"Zhang Bushi swears here that if he uses the Immortal Sutra to prolong his life in the future, he will be punished by heaven!"

"I don't want you to swear this oath. I want you to swear that if you take this path in the future, you will automatically give up the immortal seed and return it to me!"

silence.

A few breaths of silence.

"Master, you still won't give up?"

"I want you to swear. As long as you swear, I will help you achieve your goal of becoming an immortal. You should know that the immortal seed is divided into two parts, one half for you and the other half for me. If I destroy this immortal seed, even though you are about to possess the Immortal Scripture, you will not be able to practice the techniques on it."

"Okay, disciple swears!"

"If I, Zhang Bu Si, use the Immortality Sutra to extend my life in the future, I will return the Immortality Seed to my master."

"Okay, I'll grant your wish!"

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After a moment, the sword intent dissipated, and Zhang Bushi's figure stood alone on the mountain top, his eyes sad and colorless.

After a long time, Zhang Bushi dragged his decadent figure down the mountain.

The figure looks lonely, like a child who has lost his home and his elders.

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After reading this, Chu Ning understood everything.

The old man he saw was the Immortal Lord's master.

Zhang Bu Si, the Immortal Reverend.

The appearance of the Immortal Lord’s master means that the Immortal Lord has followed the same path as his master, and the dragon-slaying boy has turned into an evil dragon.

The Palace of the Immortal is indeed a trap.

"I will teach you the Immortality Sutra. Are you willing to swear such a vow?"

Just as Chu Ning was thinking, a voice was heard and Zhang Bushi's figure appeared in front of him.

Still on that mountain peak, at this moment, there was no sorrow in Zhang Bushi's eyes, only indifference.

"The Immortal Sutra, immortality and indestructibility, never entering the cycle of reincarnation, one can live a second life, or even a third life, a fourth life..."

Chu Ning shook his head: "I am not interested in the Immortal Sutra."

A lifespan of more than 50,000 years is enough.

The Immortality Sutra was like Pandora's Box. He couldn't guarantee that he would not be tempted, so the best way was not to open it.

"The Immortality Sutra does not just extend life. Each time you live through the Immortality Sutra, you can unlock an Immortality Scripture. If you can live through nine lives, you can truly become an immortal. Nine Immortality Scriptures are extremely powerful. Just wait and see!"

Zhang Bu Si pointed his finger into the air, and Chu Ning saw a domain where hundreds of millions of cultivators and countless lives all evaporated and disappeared at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Bu Si clenched his right hand in the air, and the mountains and rivers collapsed. An entire domain seemed to have encountered a world-destroying event, and in just ten breaths, everything ceased to exist.

A magical power so powerful that Chu Ning could not understand it.

With one grip, an entire area is destroyed.

Even a powerful Dongxu master couldn't do it, but Zhang Bushi could do it easily.

Longevity strengthens the power.

An extremely huge temptation.

"Although I am very tempted, I told you that I am not interested in the Immortal Sutra."

Chu Ning had a firm expression as he stared at Zhang Bushi. The two of them stared at each other for a few breaths.

Zhang Bushi suddenly smiled brightly and said loudly: "Master, you lose!"

(End of this chapter)