When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

There are several oil lamps hanging on the walls inside the stone chamber, which makes the stone chamber, which should be dark, bright enough to see the surroundings clearly.

In the flickering firelight, the expression of the Buddha statue flickers, as if it is changing all the time, sometimes glaring, sometimes baring teeth...

Its followers worship crazily.

Absurd and bizarre.

In front of the stone gate.

Li Changxiao's voice is very light.

It was not until this moment that Li Changxiao finally determined that the former head of the sect had been possessed by the devil, completely possessed by the devil.

This poor old man.

The new path he thought he had comprehended did not bring him more life.

The wrinkles on his face are clearly visible.

If he had not deliberately straightened his body, he would have been hunched over.

In fact.

The signs of the five declines of the heavenly man had already appeared.

The battle with the leader of the Kongtong Sect consumed most of his spiritual energy.

Living to this day.

His remaining life has been almost squandered.

Perhaps, it was under this circumstance that he was eager to prolong his life and practice the evil art of longevity.

In the end, he became possessed by demons and went insane.

He imagined the existence of the evil god.

Li Changxiao vaguely felt that almost crazy obsession and felt that something was wrong. He wanted to come over to investigate, and then he saw the headmaster.

The moment he saw the headmaster, his intuition told him that the headmaster's mental state was not right.

But what was even more ironic was.

This old man who claimed to have comprehended a new way and found something that could replace the "Great Way".

He was so old that he couldn't hear Li Changxiao's whispers clearly.

He just turned around and scolded him, don't mutter here, if the evil god heard it, you will bear the consequences!

Li Changxiao nodded and shut up wisely.

In the dream space, the yellow fruit exuded a mist of spiritual energy.

It seemed that with its existence, the spiritual energy in the space would be a little thicker from time to time.

Following the old man, he did not leave this place directly.

He knew very well that if he wanted to leave at this moment, the old headmaster would not be able to stop him.

Although the headmaster might not have good intentions towards him, Li Changxiao still wanted to have more contact with these people.

These experiences would not be meaningless, nor would they be considered a waste of time.

The path that Li Changxiao took was destined to make him witness too many things, whether good or bad, and... he also wanted to know more about the current situation of the cultivators.

Not to mention that Panlong Sect had led him into Taoism, and he had a deep connection with it.

Taking a step back, even if it was a waste of time, so what? He had the least time.

Looking at the headmaster's hunched back.

Li Changxiao unconsciously took out the peach blossom wine and drank a sip.

With the help of the wine, he dispelled some of the foul odor in the cave.

Athlete's foot, body odor, bad breath, feces and urine, all kinds of smells, fermented in this stuffy and closed space, not that kind of strong pungent, but like the sound of cicadas in summer, harassing in waves.

It always makes people frown from time to time.

It's hard to imagine.

These smells come from immortals.

He was in a complicated mood.

The peach blossom fragrance in the wine filled his nose, and the fragrance of peach blossom evaporated under the effect of alcohol, successfully covering up most of the stench.

It's finally a little better.

Li Changxiao still didn't dare to take a deep breath. He glanced at the headmaster's feet. He hadn't noticed before that the headmaster's shoes were already in tatters, and his toes were exposed.

Between the fingers and the toes, there was a layer of black dirt.

The hair on the toes had grown curly.

He immediately retracted his gaze and hypnotized himself to forget the scene just now.

At the same time, he muttered in his heart.

Even if he was possessed by a demon.

Believe in evil gods.

Personal hygiene should also be taken care of more, right?

Li Changxiao's eyes moved up.

He saw that the headmaster's pants were stained with a piece of yellow and white dirt...

Part of the stinky smell lingering around the tip of his nose came from here.

He silently twisted the wine gourd.

He lost interest in drinking.

At this moment.

The head of the sect led him to the crowd, step by step approaching the tall evil god statue.

The crowd moved to the sides.

At the same time, they cast curious eyes. Today... it seems that there are new members.

While they were observing Li Changxiao.

Li Changxiao was also observing them.

His eyes passed through everyone's faces one by one as he moved forward.

With the weak candlelight and his extraordinary eyesight, everything was clear.

There were about a hundred people gathered here.

Almost all of them were disciples of Panlong Sect.

The further he walked, the more familiar faces he saw.

Because if the geniuses of his class had not left Panlong Sect, they would have at least become elders before the spiritual energy was exhausted.

When he walked to a very front position.

Li Changxiao's eyes stayed on a woman.

It was the once famous genius "Chang Yue".

In the past, this senior sister's reputation was well-known.

It is said that when she was born, she caused a strange phenomenon in the world, and a ray of moonlight broke through the clouds and shone in.

Later... when she was building her foundation, she had a chance encounter and obtained the inheritance of a cultivator in the fusion stage, which caused the cold moon to shed thousands of halos, and she completed the foundation of Yuexiao on the moon landing platform.

She was the most popular at the time.

This senior sister was talented, and her appearance was even more unique at the time.

She had countless suitors.

Li Changxiao looked at Chang Yue, trying to find the figure in his mind.

But no matter what.

Neither can match the two.

The woman in front of me.

Her appearance has not changed much, her features are delicate, and her face is oval.

But her cheeks are sunken, and the long years of not seeing the sun have not made her skin whiter, but dull and dull, with a few pockmarks on her face.

She wears a protective necklace around her neck, which she has not taken off until today, but perhaps because she has worn it for too long, it is in close contact with the skin, and the daily friction has bred dirt on the necklace.

The necklace has become black and dirty.

The cave is very hot and stuffy, and Chang Yue's exposed skin is covered with stains, which looks very sticky, and the parts covered with clothes also have faint sweat oozing out.

As the eyes go down, the bulging chest, the clothes are stained with black palm prints, and wrinkled.

Continue to go down.

It is the uniform long skirt of the female disciples of Panlong Sect. Li Changxiao remembers that it was originally green and white, but perhaps because it has not been changed for too long, it has turned yellow and black.

The hem of the skirt was stained with dirt, feces and urine, making it no longer light.

Finally, his eyes fell on the ground, where Chang Yue was stepping on a pair of boots.

Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, this pair of boots could be considered a good magic weapon, called Chengyue Boots, but today, the boots were already hairy and damaged, and the toes wrapped inside could be vaguely seen.

Li Changxiao was looking at Chang Yue.

Chang Yue was also looking at Li Changxiao.