Chapter 306: Don’t seek afterlife, don’t cultivate the other shore!
Zhang Jiuxiao was covered in blood and wounds, but his strong physique that had been tempered by thunder for a long time gave him tenacious vitality. With such serious injuries, an ordinary person would have died ten times, but he could still walk.
He left Longhu Mountain in a daze, walking aimlessly, his whole body became confused and he didn't know where to go.
From the high and mighty Yangshen, the Five Thunder Immortal, he has become a useless man today. Decades of practice were wasted in one day, and he has almost fallen from the clouds into the mud.
What he was thinking about at this moment was not his own cultivation and failure, but that old figure.
The father who had always disliked him actually gave up his position as Heavenly Master in order to save his life?
Others may not understand, but he knows very well how deep the old Heavenly Master's feelings are for Mount Longhu. He has been a Heavenly Master for almost a hundred years, and these two words are almost engraved in his bones.
In the decades that he had been with the old Heavenly Master, he had never seen him do anything that violated the word "Heavenly Master". The only time was when he did it to himself.
Zhang Jiuxiao walked silently, aimlessly and without direction. Before he knew it, he had already moved away from Longhu Mountain.
The blood on his body had already coagulated, and due to his strong physique, his wounds had shown signs of healing, with scabs forming in many places.
A figure suddenly stood in front of him.
He was wearing a gray Taoist robe, his face was old and sinister, and the sound of snakes could be heard faintly from the bamboo basket .
Pan Dan looked at Zhang Jiuxiao, showing a meaningful smile, and said: "I am not the fake Zhenlian, but the real Pan Dan. The leader sent me to invite you."
Zhenlian simply turned into Pan Dan's appearance and deliberately leaked the news to Zhang Jiuxiao. The real Pan Dan was extremely cautious and would never put himself in danger. Even though he was secretly planning the affairs of Longhu Mountain, he never set foot in Longhu Mountain.
He had a deep fear of the old Taoist priest.
The principle that Pan Dan adheres to is to never expose himself to the sun. Only hiding in the dark can provide him with the best protection. Even if his plan fails, he can save his life and then make a comeback.
This is also the reason why he was able to survive. Jiaolong died, Xudu died, Zhenlian died, Zhang Jiuxiao was disabled, but he was still intact.
This time, he showed up to meet Zhang Jiuxiao because he saw that he was no longer a threat.
Zhang Jiuxiao just glanced at him lightly, and then walked away.
"The leader thinks you are a rare talent. He (she) can help you recover your cultivation and even go further. It is not impossible to reach the late stage of Yangshen."
Zhang Jiuxiao paused slightly.
A smile appeared on Pan Dan's lips. He seemed to have anticipated that Zhang Jiuxiao would be moved and was fully prepared.
For a useless person, is there anything more important than restoring his cultivation?
Zhang Jiuxiao stopped and said calmly, "Then what? Do you want me to be like you, a dog that can only hide in the corner and wag its tail to beg for mercy beside Moro?"
The smile on Pan Dan's face froze slightly.
Even though his mind was extremely gloomy, he was still embarrassed to be humiliated like this. He said sarcastically, "What about you? You are probably worse than a dog now!"
Zhang Jiuxiao turned around and stared into Pan Dan's eyes.
"Actually, there is something I have wanted to say to you guys for a long time."
His voice was extremely calm, as if he had made some important decision. His entire temperament suddenly changed. Even though he was covered in wounds, he still exuded a sense of high spirits.
"What?"
Pan Dan took a step back, feeling the change in Zhang Jiuxiao's aura, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
The dim lightning mark between Zhang Jiuxiao's eyebrows suddenly shattered and turned into bright lightning. At this moment, his hair, eyebrows, skin, bones, and flesh were all filled with lightning.
Crackling!
Waves of blood mist erupted from Zhang Jiuxiao's body. Even his well-tempered body could not withstand such a terrifying thunder. It was as if all his life potential had been squeezed out just for the next blow.
"You evil demons are like rats in a stinky ditch, emitting a foul odor all over your body. It's really... disgusting!"
Zhang Jiuxiao's voice was like thunder, his eyes full of disgust.
boom!
Zhang Jiuxiao performed the art of thunder escape and instantly came in front of Pan Dan. He grabbed his throat with his hand and lifted him up with one arm.
hiss!
Countless poisonous snakes flew out of Pan Dan's bamboo basket and bit Zhang Jiuxiao's vital parts. One drop of venom from one of them could kill thousands of people.
But all these poisonous snakes were blasted into charcoal by the thunder that protected Zhang Jiuxiao's body.
Suddenly the earth trembled, and a huge snake monster emerged from the ground. It was dozens of feet long, with golden scales that looked extremely tough.
The snake demon opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow Zhang Jiuxiao.
Zhang Jiuxiao didn't even at him, but just stared at Pan Dan. The lightning flashed across his body, almost bursting his eyeballs, but he still glared at him with a fierce look, his body as strong as a mountain.
"Remember, the person who killed you is named Zhang Jiuxiao!"
boom!!!
Zhang Jiuxiao's body was completely blown up by the thunder. In an instant, the area of thousands of feet in radius turned into a terrifying sea of thunder. The mountains, trees, and rivers were all flattened. The terrifying thunderstorm made the earth tremble continuously.
This was a means of mutual destruction he created based on the "Five Thunders Nourishing Essence Technique". It released all the power of thunder, detonating both the body and soul, in exchange for ultimate damage to the enemy.
I don’t ask for the next life, I don’t cultivate for the other shore, I only ask for this life, to sacrifice my life!
He had originally planned to leave it to the old Taoist priest. Even if he couldn't kill the other party, he should be able to injure him. However, the old Taoist priest's final actions made him hesitate and confused.
Until Pan Dan spoke humiliatingly.
Zhang Jiuxiao is a very proud person. He will never allow himself to live like a waste . In this case, he might as well die heroically fighting the monsters!
Pan Dan is an extremely sinister person. If he were alive, one day he would be detrimental to Longhu Mountain.
Before self-destructing, Zhang Jiuxiao looked back at Longhu Mountain.
At this moment, his eyes had been shattered by the thunder and his vision was dark, but for some reason, he seemed to have passed through the mountains and the endless sea of clouds and saw a cemetery deep in Longhu Mountain.
In front of the grave, there are rows of gorgeous hibiscus flowers in red, yellow and white colors, swaying slightly in the wind, like a sunset glow.
…
In Longhu Mountain, countless people heard the violent explosion and the ground beneath their feet was shaking.
Deep in the back mountain, in front of a grave, the old Taoist priest touched his wife's tombstone, looked at the gorgeous sea of hibiscus flowers in front of the grave, and was lost in thought for a long time.
"Hibiscus was Feng Yun's favorite flower when she was alive. After she died, I was busy with the affairs of Longhu Mountain and couldn't visit her often. These flowers were actually planted by Jiu Xiao."
The old Taoist priest's voice was very low. He also heard the explosion coming from afar and lowered his eyes slightly.
Li Daoxuan opened his third eye. He had actually been paying attention to Zhang Jiuxiao. Now with the death of Zhang Jiuxiao, he finally felt relieved, but at the same time he also felt a little disappointed.
How do you define whether a person is good or bad?
Zhang Jiuxiao is undoubtedly a bad guy, but at the same time, the courage, ability, and pride he displays make people admire him.
The old Taoist priest’s voice continued to ring out.
"He planted these hibiscus flowers every year. They bloomed and withered, withered and bloomed again, until they became this sea of flowers."
After a pause, the old Taoist priest sighed and said, "Every time he plants a flower, he feels more guilty. These flowers bloom in front of the tomb, and they are also planted in his heart."
