V2.Chapter 14

"Your Excellency... you don't want to die, do you?"

Ye Wen finally swallowed the tea in his mouth, looked up at this very gentleman-looking dark mage, never thought that this guy would suddenly say such a sentence. Why did you just ask yourself to sit down and get ready to start the fight?

He is not afraid of the sudden attack of the dark mage. Right now, he can release the Purple Night Sword with almost no preparation time. Compared with the magic that requires chanting spells, Ye Wen's martial arts is not known to be much faster in terms of casting speed.

"Your Excellency, you misunderstood!" Mudrak did not change at all, his expression and behavior and even his leisurely look did not change too much: "What I mean is that you must have spent a lot of time and energy in cultivating this tyrannical skill. Even if you think about it, you don’t want everything to turn into nothingness one day, do you?”

Ye Wen understood this time, but he still didn't understand what this guy was trying to say. Could it be that this dark mage wanted to use himself as his experimental product to make some kind of artificial vampire?

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Mudrak smiled, he was not afraid of Ye Wen's rejection, he was afraid that this guy would not listen to anything and just do it! To be honest, Mudrak is a little jealous of this guy who looks very young but doesn't know how strong he is. If not, he would have killed him directly with his style of behavior. How about some tea and good hospitality?

"I heard from Mr. Liao that you monks in the east have been suffering more and more in the past few hundred years. The lack of spiritual energy in the world makes it difficult for practitioners who take this as their foundation to practice in ordinary places. Even..." Mudrak fiddled with his ring, and that pitch-black gem seemed to be able to absorb everything: "The lack of spiritual energy in the world has reached the point where it threatens the survival of practitioners!"

The teacup in Ye Wen's hand shook slightly, the movement was so subtle that it was almost impossible to detect, but this movement made Mudrak smile complacently, he thought he had hit the man's death spot.

The cultivators in the East always aim to seek immortality, but it is impossible to achieve this goal on earth, so everyone hopes to fly away and reach the legendary fairyland to continue to pursue their own. The road to longevity.

Originally, according to the oriental legend, a long, long time ago, those monks could directly cultivate to the realm of immortality on the earth, that is, they could cultivate into the body of a fairy.

But with the passage of time and the gradual scarcity of aura, it is no longer possible to become a fairy on earth, so the goal pursued by the monks in the east has become the ascension to the fairyland - Mudrak didn't understand this, he thought that the aura of the earth was getting more and more Lesser has basically cut off the possibility of Eastern monks becoming immortals. The so-called ascension may be something fabricated by Easterners for self-consolation.

In other words, Mudrak himself does not believe in the phenomenon of ascension, and he heard from Liao Tong that no one has been able to ascend in the past few hundred years, which further strengthened Mudrak's judgment.

In this way, the only way for Eastern monks to seek longevity is to pursue other methods, but there is still one thing that makes Eastern cultivators very embarrassed.

The spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth is gradually becoming scarce, not only making it impossible for practitioners to cultivate in ordinary places, but even staying in these places for a long time will affect their own cultivation base and longevity. Affected my aura...'

In the current earth, not only is the aura becoming scarcer and scarcer, but also more and more harmful substances are contained in the air. For the cultivators who strive to keep their bodies pure, this environment is like throwing an ordinary person into the polluted area after the nuclear bomb exploded.

Maybe it's an exaggeration to say this, but this is generally the case, so the Eastern cultivators are now in a very embarrassing situation, which is one of the reasons why these monks are rarely seen walking around.

Ye Wen didn't know about these situations, he could only infer the information he needed from Mudrak's few words, but the information he got right now didn't seem very satisfying.

Seeing Ye Wen frowned, Liao Tong thought that the senior had started to think seriously about the two of them's suggestions. How long will it take if we don't add fuel?

"Senior came out of the mountain this time, thinking about it, he felt that it was difficult to improve his own cultivation, and there was still a long distance from the illusory way of ascension, so he came out to find the successor?"

Ye Wen looked up, but he didn't answer yes, and he didn't answer no. However, his reticence made Liao Tong think that the senior had acquiesced to his guess.

This is not a strange thing. Eastern monks value inheritance the most. Whenever a person feels that his time is approaching, he will go outside to find a disciple who will inherit his mantle. Otherwise, other than that, he really couldn't think of any reason why a senior with such a high cultivation level would come to this secular world? After all, staying in the secular world for a long time is not a good thing for the cultivator's own cultivation.

"Actually, in my opinion, the cultivation base of seniors is already rare in the world. If you can go to 'that place' to concentrate on meditation, you may not be able to see through the way of ascension. It's just that the famous sects in the cultivation world today occupy that place. It’s an excellent cultivation place, if you don’t let me and other ordinary monks enter, it’s really domineering, and it’s a vain call for a decent family!”

Liao Tong's words made Ye Wen frowned again: "Where? Where is that? Could it be that the Central Plains still has a mysterious treasure land of geomantic omen, and all the powerful cultivators hide there to practice?"

Ye Wen's speculation is not right or wrong, but Liao Tong's words let Ye Wen finally get some useful information.

"I see that senior's cultivation base is so strong, at least he has been cultivating for three or four hundred years. If he can't enter that place of cultivation, then his lifespan will probably be depleted! Let me tell you something, senior, don't be angry..."

Ye Wen raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, and then took a small sip of tea, waiting for this man to say something amazing.

"Since the current cultivation world doesn't want to see us small sect heirs and loose cultivators, why don't we let go of the original rules and find some way out from other places!"

A sudden flash in Ye Wen's head seemed to understand something: "So you became that necromancer?"

Liao Tong smiled: "Aura is getting rarer and rarer in this world, but aura is the most important existence for us cultivators. But the other power has not decreased, especially the power of the dead, which will never decrease !” Speaking of this, the man proudly spread out his palms, and after whispering an obscure sentence in his mouth, a mass of phosphorous flames burned in his palms.

The phosphorescent blue color was filled with ashes, and Ye Wen felt chills all over his body when he saw it, which was completely different from the warm feeling of ordinary flames.

"The younger generation has devoted themselves to research for thirty years, and finally developed a method to convert the power of the dead into spiritual energy. Although the consumption of the power of the dead is not proportional to the power obtained, the power of the dead is inexhaustible. It’s inexhaustible, but the aura is...so it doesn’t matter how much it is consumed!”

Hearing what Liao Tong said, Ye Wen had a vague feeling for some reason that Liao Tong's method seemed to be more similar to the evil method in the novel.

Sure enough, Liao Tong also said: "I know what senior thought, but the current situation makes people have to do this... this junior just wants to live!"

This Liao Tong has worked hard for more than 400 years, and when he has cultivated for more than 300 years, he feels that it is difficult to improve his cultivation. Unless he can step into the place occupied by the big faction of the cultivation world and practice hard, maybe he can continue. Prolonging the lifespan, and making the cultivation base a step further, it can be closer to the way of ascension.

However, he was originally a casual cultivator, although he also became a teacher later. It's just that the master's sect is weak, and the other people in the faction don't have any good aptitude, so after hundreds of years, he is the only one left.

The power is weak, so naturally they have no right to speak, and those big factions say: "Nowadays, spiritual energy resources are limited, we must give priority to ensuring that real masters and those sects that are likely to be passed on for a long time enter the cultivation, and keep the blood of cultivation..."

It sounds nice, but in fact, isn't it afraid that outsiders will come in and share the little aura? As for those so-called real masters, which one of those masters is not an elder in the big faction? Where did the master come from outside? Now that spiritual energy is scarce, it is extremely difficult to become a master, and these big factions have set extremely high restrictions. Under the current situation, it is simply impossible.

Using the setting of the game as an example, now when you can only practice to level 10 outside, people tell you that you must be level 15 to let you in. This gap of 5 levels has caused countless practitioners to die in tears.

The tyranny of these famous sects made many people feel resentful and helpless. Liao Tong was one of the monks who were unwilling to suffer such aggrieved death, so he would rather damage his cultivation and hope to find a way out. Finally, he thought of it Western magic system.

After hearing about Liao Tong's situation roughly, Ye Wen couldn't help but lament that this Liao Tong can be regarded as a generation of heroes. If he was in the world he lived in, he would be at least a master-level figure, but here he is suffering to survive. struggle.

At the same time, he also fully understood why these two people wanted to talk to him. In terms of feelings, they all regarded themselves as old antiques that were dying, and speculated that they were also Eastern monks who were persecuted by those big factions, so they thought that they might agree with their proposal.

"Sorry, you guessed wrong!"

Ye Wenman is still less than 30 years old at all times, and with his martial arts success, even if he dies, he will have at least a hundred years to live. Just thinking about it carefully, he found that he could only live for a hundred years with his cultivation, which seemed a bit aggrieved.

"Fuck, any monk will be hundreds of years old when he comes out. How come I can only be more than a hundred?"

Thinking about it again, the original Yudong School kung fu is most concerned with prolonging life, but Jiujianxian and Yuqingzi are only over a hundred years old.

Moreover, the aura of that world is far stronger than this world, and the physical fitness of the people is much better than that of the people here. Even so, Yu Qingzi's hundred years old is considered a long life...

It has to be said that those self-cultivation skills of practitioners are fatally attractive to those who want to pursue longevity, and Ye Wen is a little tempted right now.

He didn't know how long he could live, but there was one thing Liao Tong said that he had to pay attention to.

The aura of heaven and earth is decreasing, and more and more filthy things in the world are extremely harmful to practitioners who accept the aura of heaven and earth into their bodies.

Although Ye Wen is a warrior, he also cultivates inner energy by absorbing the vitality of the world to improve his cultivation! Not to mention the current situation, if there is no red fruit essence, it will be difficult for me to improve my skills, even those filthy things are also things that my innate purple qi is taboo. Is it the innate purple energy?

In the previous world, it was because of the abundance of aura and the scarcity of filth, that one's true qi could not touch external evils during operation, but can this still be the case in an environment where almost all external evils are present?

The decline in power is still a trivial matter, and the decline in skill and even the deterioration of the body is the most intolerable. Fortunately, Ye Wen has a lot of red fruit essence in his body to ensure that he doesn't have to worry about it for the time being. And the two women still have a lot of residual essence in their bodies, and with him by their side, there is no such worry at present.

But those essences are not inexhaustible after all, sooner or later there will be a day when they are completely absorbed, what will happen when that time comes?

"Watching my skill drop little by little? Is my body getting worse?"

Ye Wen's hands were twisted together, and his two thumbs were constantly twirling in circles.

Mudrak on the opposite side seemed to be very confident. He believed that a strong man like Ye Wen would never be willing to die like this. Immortality is the temptation that almost every strong man will go crazy for.

"Sir, we have been talking for so long and have shown our sincerity. Maybe you should also show a little sincerity, such as telling me your name first!"

"Ye Wen!" The wrinkled brows meant that Ye Wen was still having a headache about his future, and he learned a lot of things right now, but many things were not very clear, maybe he should ask more clearly.

Averting his eyes from Mudrak on the opposite side, Ye Wen looked at Liao Tong who had practiced necromancy and witchcraft: "Actually, I don't know much about that place, I just heard a little about it! Have you ever thought If you want to go in and practice, can you tell Ye Mou what conditions you need to meet if you want to go in and practice?"

Although there are many things that I don't understand, Ye Wen can already confirm part of his thoughts, that is, to live! And he must live in a very chic way. He once stood at the pinnacle of a world, and it is impossible for him to endure his aggrieved life for the rest of his life. He couldn't bear the fact that his whole body was completely destroyed due to various external restrictions - he could last longer with his deep cultivation, but what about his two women?

It was his decision to bring the two women into this world, and he absolutely could not sit back and watch his two women fall into a dangerous situation because of his decision.

So, after coming to this world, Ye Wen finally decided on the most urgent thing to do: solve the possible life danger, find a way to enter 'that place' to practice! Since masters in the cultivation world can practice normally there, then I can naturally live in that world too!

Liao Tong didn't expect that Ye Wen would suddenly ask about this matter, and he answered casually without thinking too much: "Let's not talk about cultivation, because this is completely up to them, as long as they say master, they are masters, it's hard to argue I understand! And even if you are recognized as a master, if you want to enter, you must become an elder priest of one of those big sects to be eligible to enter..."

"Hmph, so that's how it is..." Only then did Ye Wen realize that the so-called only experts can enter is just empty talk, meaningless to him. Based on the performances of Liao Tong and Zhang Hengguang, he speculated that even if he couldn't get in, his cultivation shouldn't be much different. But if that's the case, that's another story.

Not to mention how one's master status was recognized by the other party, as long as he became an elder of a certain big sect to enshrine him, he couldn't accept it!

How can the majestic head of Shu Mountain be subservient to other sects?

"Besides, that is, the sects recognized by the cultivation world can also be qualified to enter! After all, those famous sects want to preserve the blood of comprehension, so..." Liao Tong shrugged his shoulders. This sentence is also bullshit. How could another sect appear out of thin air in this world today?

"That's it..." Ye Wen's eyes lit up, but he felt that this round was not the dead end he thought, and there was still a way out. If this is the case, the Shushan Civil and Military School that I originally wanted to establish really has to be opened. I just wanted to build a school first and then establish the Shushan School according to the situation. Looking at it now, this thing has to be done.

If you don't build a school to absorb disciples, you can't establish a sect. If you don't build a sect, you can't get a status recognized by people in the cultivation world. Without these status, you can't enter 'that place', and if you can't enter...you will die!

"Things went around and around, and it seemed to go back to the original place."

Ye Wen and the two girls who had been sitting obediently beside him glanced at each other. Seeing the trusting eyes of the two girls, Ye Wen knew it was time to make a decision.

"How is it? Mr. Ye!" Mudrak had been drinking tea quietly, until this time he suddenly asked: "If we cooperate, maybe Mr. Ye can find the road to longevity that suits you like Mr. Liao , you don’t have to cling to the one you originally practiced…”

Ye Wen, who had figured everything out, finally recovered the relaxed expression he had at the beginning, and looked at Mudrake: "Before that, I want to know what you will do if you cooperate?"

"People!" Mudrak's always calm eyes suddenly flashed a frenzied light: "A lot of people!"

"People?" Ye Wen suddenly thought of the things that happened a while ago: "You mean... living people for your experiments?"

Mudrak laughed loudly: "That's right! Only by doing experiments on living people can I know whether my magic is successful..."

"Your Excellency, don't you think it's too cruel?" Although Ye Wen could not be regarded as a bad person, it was unacceptable for him to kill many innocent people for such a reason.

"Cruel?" Mudrak seemed to have heard something funny: "As a powerful dark mage, why should I care about the life and death of a group of ants? Only a strong man like Your Excellency is qualified to be equal to me here conversations. As for those outside... hum!"

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ps: The foreshadowing of this volume...seems a bit long...