Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 622 Cause and effect, cycle

The young man is still carefree, while the puppy is lying quietly in the corner, seemingly sleeping with his eyes closed.

After a while, the puppy slowly opened his eyes. This time, the puppy didn't look at the carefree young man, but at the young man's father who had just left the house.

This existence can change the fate of young people in this endless cycle.

After looking at it for a while, the puppy slowly looked back.

This time, the bastard made no more clumsy plans and allowed the gears of the young man's destiny to slowly turn.

With an order from the imperial court, more than a thousand corvées were recruited, and the young man's father once again followed his predetermined destiny and embarked on the road of no return as escorting the corvees.

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

The boy's destiny once again reached an unprecedented bifurcation point.

The county seat is not far from the county seat, only a few hundred miles away. Even if the corvee escort is taken, it only takes more than half a month.

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

Hundreds of thousands of corvees gathered from all over the world. From the moment that order was issued, everyone's fate was completely determined.

On this day, southwest of the county.

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

Similarly, teams of patrolmen who came from all over the world to escort corvees were still working hard to maintain the order of hundreds of thousands of people gathered.

This gathering alone lasted for nearly half a month.

In half a month, everyone only saw more and more people gathering in the valley.

All inspections only receive one order, which is to maintain order and wait for orders.

Until all the corvees were gathered together, there were hundreds of thousands of people, stretching to the entire valley, making it difficult to count them in detail.

The young man was very excited. There were so many people and the customs and speech from all over the world. To the young man's mind, it was like seeing the big world. Everything was extremely novel.

In late autumn, the sun sets in the west.

The bleak autumn wind swept through the mountains, the fallen leaves were flying like rain, and a ray of sunset fell on the sky, stained with dark gold color, which was very magnificent and beautiful.

For everyone gathered in this valley with nothing to do, the beautiful sunset is also a good source of conversation.

But this day, it seemed, was different.

The setting sun is like blood, but it becomes scarier.

The entire sky seemed to be stained with blood.

Countless people were talking, and the noise filled the valley. I don't know when, but the noise suddenly calmed down, and there was almost silence, a sudden and extremely dead silence.

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

Wearing a large black robe to cover his figure, it is difficult to see anything, only a look of indifference can be seen, looking at all living beings as indifferently as ants.

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

The old man looked at the people in the valley indifferently, not seeing the slightest fluctuation in his eyes. He only saw them raising their hands, and the flags were hanging in the sky. The sky was darkened by the setting sun, and the billowing ghost energy seemed to be pouring in from the Milky Way, sweeping towards the valley.

At this moment, it was like a hell on earth, and all the creatures in the valley who were contaminated by the ghost energy were as if they were being languished. Their flesh and blood fell off bit by bit, their faces were hideous, and they died bit by bit amidst desperate and painful wails.

Almost in an instant, large swaths of mortals were swept away by the ghostly energy. Under the scene of hell on earth, countless shrill screams and wails resounded throughout the valley in an instant.

The young man's face turned pale. Although his father was frightened, he still reacted in time, grabbed the young man and ran wildly out of the valley.

But obviously, all of this, under this power that is unimaginable to ordinary people, is ultimately in vain.

It doesn't make any sense.

At this moment, the valley was also completely blocked and there was no way to escape.

But the sweeping wave of ghostly energy never stopped, wantonly devouring hundreds of thousands of creatures in the valley.

"Dad, I'm afraid!"

The young man was trembling.

"Don't be afraid, Mu'er, dad is here, dad is here!"

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

The father held the young man in his arms, suppressing his fear and trying to comfort the young man. It seemed that... he was also comforting himself.

The wave of ghost energy is approaching, and wherever you look, you can see the bloody cruelty of a hell on earth.

The two father and son, who were clinging to each other, could only wait desperately for the cruel fate that had been determined to come.

The ghostly energy swept through them, and without any surprise, completely swallowed up the two father and son who were clinging to each other.

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

Wailing, despair...

There was no exception for the young man. On his trembling body, pieces of flesh and blood fell off, his organs corroded, and even the white bones inside his body could be seen.

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

He seemed to be waking up from a dream, and looked down at his own decaying body, feeling the almost despairing pain and torture.

The young man's eyes were hard to see, and there were even traces of blood and tears leaking out.

He slowly looked at the figure trying to block him. This was not a tall, but extremely majestic father.

"Father……"

The young man's throat constricted, but under the rapid erosion, he only let out a distorted roar.

The next moment, the young man suddenly raised his head and looked at the black-robed old man in the sky who regarded all living beings like ants. In his rotten eyes, there was a deep hatred and murderous intention that could not be restrained by his body.

"Kill him, kill him!" "Avenge my father!"

"I want him dead!"

"Kill him for me!"

The young man roared, almost crazy and ferocious!

At this moment, in the midst of the decay heading towards death, a faint shadow condensed, wearing a green shirt and white hair, standing with his hands behind his back.

The overwhelming wave of ghost energy swept across the sky and fell on this phantom figure, but it did not cause the slightest fluctuation, not even the corners of its clothes were lifted.

"The torture my father suffered must be repaid to him a thousand times!"

The young man raised his head and looked at the phantom, his voice hoarse but extremely firm.

The green shirt and white hair, except for the stain of the years and the frosty white hair, are almost identical to him, without any difference.

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

At this moment, the person in the mirror, the moon in the water, is also looking at the ferocious-looking young man.

The four eyes looked at each other, wearing a green shirt and white hair, and there seemed to be unspeakable complexity in the eyes.

The short life of a young man is no more than a small area like Qinghe.

What a young man wants is nothing more than an ordinary life in a secular and ordinary family.

The young man's greatest reliance, greatest support, and greatest peace is his father, who is regarded as one of the ants.

The spiritual world is ultimately derived from the reflection of the young mind.

The existence of the young man's father is the existence of Optimus Prime, which is the peace in the young man's cognition.

Without the existence of this sky-supporting pillar, the young man would be the desperate young man who fainted after hearing the bad news, and his future was dim.

Every drop of kindness is repaid by a spring.

But he took away a person's body and everything from a person, but he didn't even inherit the person's cause and effect.

The pain of losing a father, the blood feud...

The cycle of cause and effect, with this cause, will also have the effect of this endless cycle.

He is Chu Mu, and he is also a young man.

We are both Chu Mu, he is him, and he is him...

But he... ignored this hatred. Even after he knew the existence of this hatred, he didn't care at all.

And the source of this hatred...

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

To him, it was not unfamiliar.

The situation in the Dachu Immortal Realm was already the focus of his attention back then.

The Nanshan Li family was the top force in Chu, so it was naturally his top priority.

This real person of the Li family, who had sacrificed blood to more than a million mortals and refined a magic weapon called the Ten Thousand Soul Flag, was obviously no secret to him or to the world of immortality.

Nanshan Li Yun, who was in the early stage of Jindan cultivation.

The only uncertainty is that when the Li family in Nanshan exists in name only, whether this Li family's golden elixir is still alive today.

At this moment, sensing the strangeness of Chu Mu, Li Yun looked alert and looked at Chu Mu with fear. He held a flag to protect himself and shouted: "What do you want from my fellow Taoist to come to my land?"

Chu Mu turned a blind eye, he raised his hand and wiped it, and a touch of cold blade slowly gathered in front of him as his palm brushed.

Soon, a three-foot blade lay across Chu Mu's body.

At this time, Chu Mu looked at the young man again. He raised his hand and flicked the blade out. In an instant, the blade was hanging in front of the young man.

"You will avenge me in this life."

"I will avenge you in this world."

Hearing this, the young man didn't hesitate at all. He grasped the blade and his almost malicious eyes were fixed on the black-robed old man in an instant.

"you wanna die!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the old man took action decisively. A flag rotated rapidly, and countless resentful ghosts swooped down while roaring.

"kill!"

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

At this moment, the sword screamed loudly, and the overwhelming ghostly aura and countless resentful ghosts were as fragile as bubbles under the light of the sword.

The light of the sword flashed, and the heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart.

Looking again, what was separated was not the sky and the earth, but the flag covering the sky and the sun, and the fierce old man in black robe.

"Die!"

The young man was hysterical, waving a three-foot blade randomly, and the sword light crisscrossed, all flying towards the severed old man.

Just like Ling Chi's punishment, every time the young man slashed, a deep crack penetrated the old man's body.

It wasn't until the young man was exhausted that the criss-crossing cracks of the old man who was imprisoned in the sky by the sword domain slowly opened.

Blood rained down like rain, and countless pieces of flesh and bones fell from the sky.

The young man burst into tears.

Chu Mu was silent...

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(End of this chapter)