Longevity starts with learning

The boy was still carefree, and the puppy lay quietly in the corner, as if he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

After a while, the puppy slowly opened his eyes. This time, the puppy did not look at the carefree boy, but at the boy's father who had just left the house.

This existence can change the boy's fate in this endless cycle.

After watching for a while, the puppy slowly retracted his gaze.

This time, the puppy did not make any clumsy plans, and let the boy's fate gear slowly turn.

With an order from the court, more than a thousand corvée laborers were conscripted, and the boy's father once again embarked on the road of escorting corvée labor according to his predetermined fate.

But this time, the boy seemed to have a premonition of something, and suddenly pestered his father and followed his father on this road of no return.

The boy's fate once again stepped on an unprecedented fork in the road.

The county town is not far from the county town, only a few hundred miles away. Even if the corvée is escorted, it will only take more than half a month.

The so-called corvée and the so-called county town are obviously just a cover.

Hundreds of thousands of corvées from all over the world gathered. Since the order was issued, the fate of everyone has been completely determined.

On this day, southwest of the county town.

In the mountains, hundreds of thousands of corvées from all over the world gathered.

Similarly, teams of inspectors who came from all over the world to escort corvées are still working hard to maintain the order of these hundreds of thousands of people.

This gathering alone lasted for nearly half a month.

In half a month, everyone only saw that the number of people gathering in this valley was increasing.

All inspectors received only one order, which was to maintain order and wait for orders.

Until all the corvées were gathered, hundreds of thousands of people stretched across the entire valley, and it was difficult to count them in detail.

The young man was very excited. With so many people and customs and languages ​​from all over the world, it was like seeing the world for the young man. Everything was very new to him.

In late autumn, the sun sets.

The bleak autumn wind swept over the mountains, and the fallen leaves flew like rain. A touch of sunset fell on the sky, stained with dark gold, which was magnificent and beautiful.

For all the people who gathered in this valley and had nothing to do, the beauty of the sunset was also a good topic for chatting.

But this day seemed different.

The setting sun was like blood, but it became more and more scarlet.

The whole sky seemed to be stained with blood.

Countless people were talking and the noise filled the valley. I don’t know when, the noise suddenly calmed down, almost silent, and extremely abrupt.

At this moment, everyone was staring at the figure standing in the air.

A wide black robe covered his figure, and it was difficult to see anything inside. Only a look of indifference could be seen, treating all living beings as indifferent as ants.

Behind him, a banner was hung high, covering the sky and the sun.

The old man looked at the people in the valley indifferently, without any fluctuation in his eyes. He raised his hand and rolled up the banner, which was hung in the sky. The setting sun covered the sky, and the sky was dark. The rolling ghost energy was like a river pouring back into the valley.

At this moment, it was like hell on earth. All the creatures in the valley who were contaminated by the ghost energy were like being tortured, with flesh and blood falling off bit by bit, and their faces were hideous. They died bit by bit in despair and painful wails.

Almost in just an instant, large groups of secular mortals were swept by the ghost energy. Under the scene of hell on earth, countless miserable screams and wails resounded through the valley in an instant.

The boy's face was pale. Although his father was terrified, he still reacted in time, grabbed the boy, and ran out of the valley desperately.

But obviously, all of this was in vain under this unimaginable power for ordinary people.

There was no meaning.

At this moment, the valley was also completely blocked, with nowhere to escape.

And the sweeping ghost wave, but it never stopped, wantonly devouring and annihilating hundreds of thousands of lives in the valley.

"Dad, I'm scared!"

The boy trembled.

"Mu'er, don't be afraid, Dad is here, Dad is here!"

"Dad is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

The father held the boy in his arms, suppressed his fear, tried to comfort the boy, and it seemed... he was also comforting himself.

The ghost wave approached, and everything he saw was a bloody cruelty of hell on earth.

The two fathers and sons snuggled together, at this moment, could only desperately wait for the predetermined cruel fate to come.

The ghostly aura swept through, devouring the two father and son who were leaning against each other without any surprise.

The flesh and blood rotted and fell, and the father tried to stand in front of the boy, trying to make the boy... less painful and less desperate...

Howling, despair...

The boy was no exception. On his trembling body, flesh and blood fell piece by piece, his organs corroded, and even the white bones in his body could be seen.

But at this moment, the boy, who was shaking uncontrollably due to fear, suddenly stopped shaking and wailing.

He seemed to wake up from a dream, looked down at his own rotten and falling body, and felt the pain and torture that was almost desperate.

The boy's eye sockets were so dark that it was difficult to see the eyeballs, and there were traces of blood and tears.

He slowly looked at the figure who tried to stand in front of him. This was not a tall, but extremely majestic father.

"Father..."

The boy's throat shrank, but under this rapid decay, he only made a distorted roar.

The next moment, the young man suddenly looked up at the black-robed old man in the sky who looked at all living beings like ants. In his decayed eyes, there was a strong hatred and murderous intent that could not be restrained by the flesh.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Revenge my father!"

"I want him dead!"

"Kill him for me!"

The young man roared, almost ferociously and insanely!

At this moment, in this decay that was stepping towards death, a faint shadow condensed, with green shirt and white hair, standing with his hands behind his back.

The overwhelming wave of ghost energy swept over and fell on the figure of this shadow, but it did not cause any ripples, and even the corners of his clothes did not lift up.

"The torture my father suffered will be returned to him a thousand times!"

The young man looked up at the shadow, his voice hoarse, but extremely firm.

Green shirt and white hair, except for the stain of time and the white hair, everything else is almost exactly the same as him, without any difference.

Just like the man in the mirror, the moon in the water...

At this moment, the man in the mirror, the moon in the water, also looked at the hideous boy.

The four looked at each other, wearing blue clothes and white hair, and there seemed to be unspeakable complexity in their eyes.

The boy's short life is just a small place like Qinghe.

What the boy wants is nothing more than an ordinary life in an ordinary family.

The boy's greatest reliance, greatest support, and greatest peace are none other than this father who is regarded as one of the ants.

The spiritual world is ultimately derived from the reflection of the boy's soul.

The existence of the boy's father is the existence of the pillar supporting the sky, and it is the peace in the boy's cognition.

Without the existence of this pillar supporting the sky, the boy is the desperate boy who fainted after hearing the bad news, and the future is bleak.

A drop of water is still repaid with a spring.

But he took away the body of the person, took away everything of the person, but he did not even take on the cause and effect of the person.

The pain of losing his father, the deep hatred...

Cause and effect cycle, with this cause, there will be this endless cycle of results.

He is Chu Mu, and also this young man.

Both are Chu Mu, he is him, he is also him...

But he... ignored this hatred, even after he knew the existence of this hatred, he never cared at all.

And the source of this hatred...

Chu Mu looked up, the old man in black robe was full of ghostly aura, and his majestic power was completely beyond the imagination of the world.

For him, it was not unfamiliar.

The situation of the Great Chu Xiuxian world was the focus of his attention back then.

The Nanshan Li family, as the top force in the Great Chu, was naturally the top priority of his attention.

This Li family master who once sacrificed more than one million mortals and sacrificed a magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, was obviously not a secret to him and the Xiuxian world.

Nanshan Li Yun, the initial stage of Jindan cultivation.

The only uncertainty is whether this Li family Jindan is still alive in the world now that the Nanshan Li family is in name only.

At this moment, sensing Chu Mu's anomaly, Li Yun looked alert and looked at Chu Mu with fear, holding a banner to protect himself, and asked loudly: "What do you want to do in my place?"

Chu Mu ignored it. He raised his hand and wiped it. A cold blade slowly condensed as his palm passed in front of him.

Soon, a three-foot blade was across Chu Mu.

At this time, Chu Mu looked at the young man again. He raised his hand and swung it. The blade flew out. In an instant, the blade was suspended in front of the young man.

"You will avenge the hatred of this life."

"I will avenge the hatred of this life."

Hearing this, the young man did not hesitate at all, grasped the blade, and his almost resentful eyes were fixed on the old man in black robe in an instant.

"You are looking for death!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the old man made a decisive move, a banner spun rapidly, and countless resentful ghosts and evil spirits swooped down with roars.

"Kill!"

The young man raised the blade high, roared hoarsely, and chopped it down with a knife...!

At this moment, the knife sounded crisp, the overwhelming ghostly aura, countless resentful ghosts and evil spirits, under this flash of knife light, were as fragile as bubbles.

The knife light flashed, and the world seemed to be cut apart.

Looking again, it was not the world that was cut apart, but the banner that covered the sky and the sun, and the fierce black-robed old man.

"Die!"

The young man was hysterical, waving a three-foot blade randomly, and the knife light crisscrossed, all flying towards the old man who was cut apart.

Just like the punishment of slow slicing, every knife of the young man was a deep crack that sank into the old man's body.

Until the young man was exhausted, the crisscrossing cracks of the old man imprisoned in the sky by the sword domain slowly opened up.

Blood rained down, and countless pieces of flesh and debris fell from the sky.

The young man burst into tears.

Chu Mu was silent...

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