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

"Death is the antidote?"

Li Changxiao's pupils shrank, his mind was shocked, and he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

He looked at Chang Yue.

The dream just now was not completely useless.

At least it allowed Chang Yue to regain a moment of clarity.

And in this moment of clarity, Chang Yue found the antidote for the longevity disease.

That is death!

Death is liberation!

That is at this moment.

The Qingping sword was unsheathed.

Without the slightest hesitation.

The sword flashed.

A thin line of blood appeared on Chang Yue's neck.

It seemed to be just as Chang Yue said.

For this longevity disease, only death is the antidote.

The moment the Qingping sword passed, her life had entered the countdown.

The madness and numbness in her eyes faded like a tide.

Gradually, she became calm, relieved, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Junior brother, thank you." Chang Yue smiled.

Li Changxiao's sword was very light and weak. It was fatal enough, but it would not kill her immediately.

This was... a luxury for her.

Feeling the life slipping away bit by bit, Chang Yuefei was not panicked, but smiled.

This smile was peaceful and indifferent.

It formed a strong contrast with the dirty and smelly clothes on her body.

"Senior sister." Li Changxiao found a relatively clean place to sit down and took a sip of wine. "What exactly is the longevity disease? Can you tell me?"

He was a little concerned about this.

Chang Yue was completely different from before. She smiled and said, "Of course, but can you give me some wine?"

"Okay." Li Changxiao threw Zui Sheng Meng Si over.

Chang Yue wiped the blood that was slowly flowing from her neck, unscrewed the wine gourd, and took a big gulp.

It was so spicy that she coughed.

The blood in her neck surged.

Fortunately, Li Changxiao was quick-witted and pointed at the acupuncture points on her neck with one finger, using spiritual energy to reduce the speed of her blood loss.

"It feels so good." Chang Yue sat down next to Li Chang Xiao.

She told Li Chang Xiao.

She was sick, and the disease was called "longevity disease".

This disease was gradually contracted when she came to Changsheng Cave.

After the spiritual energy was exhausted.

Although the sect had been disbanded, she did not move around, but found a cave and lived in it.

This spiritual energy exhaustion has no end.

She didn't know if she could survive with her lifespan.

But, what can she do?

Just like that, two hundred years passed.

During this period, Sheng Daren came to visit him once. At that time, although Sheng Daren's temper was not good, he was still a handsome young man, handsome and graceful.

He told Chang Yue that he was going to seek a treasure to prolong his life and could not continue to sit and wait for death.

He asked Chang Yue if she was willing to become a Taoist partner with him. Even if they could not find the longevity method and longevity treasure in the future, their lifespans were almost the same, and they could spend the rest of their lives together, stay together, and grow old together.

Being a pair of happy couples is equally joyful.

Chang Yue refused, Sheng Daren sighed helplessly and could only leave, his back lonely and desolate.

Speaking of this.

Chang Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and she might not have been moved at the beginning.

But the things here...

are hard to explain.

Li Changxiao has always been a qualified listener, he didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

Chang Yue had a lot to say, maybe it was a revolving lantern, or maybe it was a rare sobriety, the past memories, in her mind at this moment, were extremely clear.

She continued to speak.

After Sheng Daren left, decades later, maybe ten years, or maybe twenty years, Zhou Gongshu also came to her.

He brought several books of longevity techniques hidden in the Panlong Sect.

Zhou Gongshu wanted to study these longevity techniques with Chang Yue. In fact, he had studied them for nearly a hundred years before, and the progress was always slow. He thought that if someone helped, brainstorming would definitely be much faster.

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So he thought of Chang Yue.

The two had studied together for more than ten years, but perhaps because of their low cultivation and limited vision, they had never gotten to the point.

Disheartened, Uncle Zhou gave up and chose to leave on a rainy night.

After that, Chang Yue lived alone for another six years. One day, she received a letter from Sheng Daren, who said that he had found a treasure for prolonging life.

Behind Panlong Sect, there is a secret realm.

There is a mountain in the secret realm, named Panlong Mountain, and there are bamboo shoots in the mountain, named mountain bamboo shoots.

One section can increase life by hundreds of years and can bless cultivation.

Chang Yue received the envelope and hesitated for several days. Seeing that Panlong Mountain was not far from her, she decided to go there.

Finally, she successfully entered the Changsheng Cave and was personally greeted by the headmaster.

The headmaster told her that there were indeed mountain bamboo shoots on this mountain, but they could not be given to her easily. She had to join the Changsheng Cave and become an elder here.

At that time, Chang Yue felt that it was wrong, but after thinking about it, she agreed to stay. On the one hand, she still had a filter for the headmaster.

On the other hand, she did not want to miss this opportunity.

Third, she thought she had the power to protect herself.

So, she lived in Changsheng Cave.

When she first came, she stayed in her cave all day like Li Changxiao and did not go out.

But on the third day.

A blister suddenly appeared on her left leg.

She didn't care, or rather, she should have cared, but she didn't.

On the fourth day.

The blisters on her left leg spread, and she counted them at the time. There were seventeen in total, concentrated in the area from the heel to the calf.

She should have cared, but she didn't.

Now she is awake, recalling those things, and found many clues.

Starting from the third day, her consciousness was actually not normal anymore.

Many things that should have been noticed and should have been noticed were simply ignored.

It is extremely strange for a monk to suddenly develop blisters due to his spiritual energy protecting his body.

Chang Yue sighed leisurely and told Li Changxiao that perhaps she had contracted the "eternal illness" as early as that time.

A few days later.

The symptoms became more and more obvious, and her entire left leg was covered with blisters.

As she spoke, she opened her legs. The dense blisters were still there, making her scalp numb.

And later.

She completely lost her logic...

Recall that time.

She can only describe it with words such as numbness, madness, madness, and absurdity.

She practiced the second version of the immortality method that normal people would never be willing to practice, and all her cultivation vanished into thin air...

He was also betrothed to Uncle Zhou by the master, and had affairs with many disciples.

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"So, Chang Sick..." Li Changxiao started.

"Long-lasting illness."

Chang Yue expressed her feelings, "It corrodes people's spirits, causes monks' bodies to undergo ugly changes that cannot be eliminated, and makes people numb, crazy, cruel, and illogical..."

"this……"

"It's chronic illness, a terrible disease, but what's more terrible than the disease is...it can be contagious!"

"My illness lasted only a short time, and my condition was milder than that of Sheng Daren and Uncle Zhou. Occasionally I would wake up and tell myself... I must kill them all."

Speaking of which.

Chang Yue looked at Li Changxiao, "But it seems...junior brother, you are not affected by this disease?"

Li Changxiao nodded. Although his spiritual energy was exhausted, he could still practice. He still had a dream space with spiritual energy in his body.

As long as you fall asleep, you can return to your peak state. Let's not say whether you will be infected. Even if you are infected, you can recover as soon as you sleep.

In other words, even the depletion of spiritual energy can't help him, and chronic illness is even more impossible.

Li Changxiao frowned, "Do you know the origin of this disease?"

Chang Yue said coldly: "I don't know, but I know that this disease... has nothing to do with any evil god. In the final analysis, the evil god is just a fantasy, and it has nothing to do with the immortality method fabricated by the leader."

"I guess..."

"This disease is most likely transmitted to us by the master!"