Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 285: The Next Level
These words left even Li Muchan speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
He never imagined that this old ghost would be a fool who wanted to live forever.
Li Muchan had seen martial artists, martial arts masters, and those who were greedy for power, fame, success, and profit, but this was the first time he had seen someone who was trying to achieve immortality.
Such people are either close to being demons or have gone crazy and fallen into the devil's way.
Facing Li Muchan's gaze, Zhu Da didn't care at all. He just sighed, "Boy, considering the insignificant friendship we had back then, I can give you a chance. I'm even willing to share my immortality with you..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Muchan interrupted him: "Since it's insignificant, there's no need to say more."
Zhu Da smiled and shook his head when he saw this. "You don't know the current situation."
He uttered these four words.
For a moment, on the treasure ship, from all directions, waves of violent murderous intent surged towards Li Muchan like a tide.
Li Muchan stared at the other person with a gloomy gaze, and suddenly asked meaningfully, "Who are you?"
This question is really strange.
Even the listeners around were stunned, as if they couldn't react.
But when the old man at the end heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then he said in a blank expression and indifferent voice: "I am Zhu Da."
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and chuckled, "I believe everything you said is true, but I just don't believe you are Zhu Da. Right now, I'm surrounded by enemies, and you're hiding dozens of feet away? A top master who once defeated the founder of the Demon Sect is so afraid of death. It's really disappointing. Most importantly, although you're pretending to be him, you lack his unique aura of death. Now that I think about it, he's probably not haunted by corpse qi, but by a drug poison. I remember that the elixir of immortality can turn a person into a living dead. It seems he's lived this long, and it hasn't been without cost."
Li Muchan spoke all this in one breath, and the old man he had been talking to suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "Li Muchan? Hahaha, very good, very good... Then why don't you guess who I am?"
Seeing the other party's reaction, Li Muchan sneered, "Do we even need to guess? He's just a puppet that old ghost has put up in public. Or maybe you also have the surname Zhu, so you're either his son or his grandson."
The old man narrowed his eyes and his cheeks twitched, but then two people suddenly appeared and stood side by side on his left and right. Both were old men with white beards and eyebrows.
Li Muchan's eyes were scorching. The other party seemed to be three people, but their auras were connected as one, indistinguishable from each other, as if they were one person.
Moreover, the three of them had almost the same body shape and build, and their steps rose and fell in unison. The moment they appeared, a powerful energy swept in from the end of the corridor like an invisible wave, and in an instant it was like a hurricane passing by and hitting Li Muchan.
Li Muchan's hands hung naturally at her sides, her sharp eyes half-open and half-closed beneath her flying black hair, and her feet did not move at all.
Even with the situation at this point, he still asked calmly, "Where is Zhu Da?"
"roar!"
Suddenly, a tiger roared, and a black shadow suddenly pounced from the entrance with the force of a tiger pouncing on a sheep. It was the Kunlun slave guarding the gate.
This person must have practiced extremely powerful external martial arts. At this moment, he was exerting his strength and coming with big strides. The ground under his feet was like gold, and the stones he stepped on left footprints. His muscles seemed to be made of pig iron, and he was like a giant made of copper and iron. Under the terrifying bloody wind, he rushed towards Li Muchan with the force of a mountain.
"Little thing, grandpa has disliked you for a long time, prepare to die!"
This man could actually speak the Central Plains dialect, but his ferocious face froze the moment he squeezed within three feet of Li Muchan. His body shook, and a golden light appeared out of thin air in front of his eyes.
It was an index finger.
A slender index finger was wrapped in a golden glove, as thin as a cicada's wing, fitting perfectly to the skin and flesh, making the hand look as if cast in gold.
The index finger was raised from Li Muchan's right side, taken out from his sleeve, and stretched out.
The murderous intent and shouting on and off the boat, inside and outside the boat, seemed to pause at this moment.
Kunlun Slave's body was huge and massive, and while still in mid-air, it looked extremely terrifying and heavy. However, at this moment, it gave people a very fragile and thin feeling, like a delicate flower, vulnerable to the wind.
Li Muchan turned around, shook his clothes, flicked his sleeves, and walked to the table to drink the cup of tea that was still warm.
And there was a red mark on the Adam's apple of the Kunlun slave, a very inconspicuous red mark.
With a look of pain in his eyes, Kunlun Slave fell to the ground in the air and knelt beside Li Muchan, strangling his throat. The red mark spread, his neck exploded, and a bloody hole appeared from the back of his neck, with a flash of blood.
The index finger had been retracted long ago, but no one could forget this terrifying gesture.
This Kunlun slave was born with supernatural powers and extraordinary bones. He was a genius in practicing external martial arts. He not only mastered the yoga of India, but also mastered the external martial arts of the Central Plains martial arts, the iron shirt. He was invulnerable to swords and spears, and could subdue tigers and elephants. He once caused headaches for various Western factions and was regarded as a madman who ran rampant.
But even such a great master couldn't even catch a single finger.
Li Muchan raised his teacup and said softly, "Thank you for your hospitality. Goodbye!"
He was actually leaving.
Now the real culprit has not appeared yet, the situation is still unclear, and Li Xunhuan and others are still missing. It is not appropriate to waste time here.
"Want to leave?" The three old men snorted coldly, "Keep him."
With a command, three figures suddenly flashed in from the entrance, and the flashes of swords and sabers were already in front of them.
But the three of them came quickly and fell even faster.
Suddenly, the three of them shouted loudly, roared wildly, and fell down.
This time, there was an extra finger hole between their eyebrows.
Li Muchan glanced at the dozens of doors that were wide open on both sides of the corridor, and had no intention of attacking the three elders.
Then he clenched the five fingers of his right hand, pressed his palm downward, and a force of his palm landed on the deck under his feet with a "puff".
Wood chips flew everywhere, the planks exploded, and there seemed to be another layer in the broken hole.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the three elders changed drastically, and they screamed loudly: "Stop him, stop him quickly."
But Li Muchan's body movements were so fast that he leaped into the hole.
As soon as he came in, Li Muchan's expression changed.
He first smelled an indescribable medicinal smell, then a stench that only came from a corpse, and bursts of screams came to his ears, heart-wrenching screams that were worse than death.
"ah!"
"Kill me, please kill me."
“Huh…huh…”
…
Li Muchan looked around in the light of the fire and found that this floor seemed to be a cage with many compartments.
The place where he jumped down was actually a broken cage. It was dark, damp and smelly. There were crisscrossing shackles at the four corners of the cage, like a spider web trapping a rotten, lifeless dead person.
Although he was said to be dead, he could only barely make out the human form, but he did not look human at all. His body was blue and black, his hands and feet were broken, and his white bones were exposed. It was simply horrible to look at.
In a corner of the cage, there were many large and small medicine bottles and porcelain jars, and the smell of medicine was overwhelming.
Li Muchan's eyes suddenly focused, and he suddenly found that there were a lot of papers scattered on the ground, with hidden handwriting on them.
[The elixir of immortality... the person who tested it... took twenty-seven kinds of the medicine... died after one hundred and eighty-four days.]
