The natural demon race is born with the Taoist lineage, has strong cultivation talents, and has a long lifespan. It is indeed a race favored by heaven.

But the long lifespan also has an end, and lifespan is also an eternal problem that faces every monster clan.

Monsters are born with a lifespan of 518 years. As long as there are no accidents or injuries, they can live as long as gods.

The word "demon" is born to be noble. It is also worthy to enjoy this blessing.

But there is no end to selfishness. Who can face life and death with a smile?

Since ancient times, the exploration of life span has never stopped.

Extraordinary cultivation is of course the right path, and what aspiring people strive for. But the path of cultivation is like climbing a mountain with bare feet. The higher you go, the more steep it becomes... Only one or two monsters can reach the top.

Heaven never ceases the vitality of all things, and there are also rare roads beyond the great road.

According to legend, there is a fountain of youth in the world. The spring water is inexhaustible forever. One drop falls every 333 years, and ten drops can be combined into one mouthful. Drinking it can lead to immortality.

Ordinary demons can live as long as real demons by drinking it.

If a true demon takes it, it can also extend the lifespan of a true demon!

Baoquan is hidden in heaven and earth, and unlucky demons cannot be seen.

Of course Jiang Wang didn't know about this legend in the demon world.

So he didn't care much about the lamentation of this aging monster.

Although the evolved form of the skeleton was getting stronger and stronger, it was not beyond his control - he speculated that the strength of the skeleton should be related to Zhu Dali's power level.

From this, it can be deduced that the appearance of this skeleton may be some kind of test in the land of Shenxiao.

Because the real danger does not take into account the target's cultivation level. Only specific tests will have rules.

The demon soldier level of the demon clan is equivalent to the human race's Tenglong monk, and the demon general level is equivalent to the human race's internal monks.

His name, Jiang Wang, can be engraved on a monument of cultivation history, the number one palace in Qing history. The use of power at this level can be said to be at the top of the list throughout the past and present.

If it were under his control, Zhu Dali would not be able to pass this test corresponding to the level of strength. Then the difficulty of this test in the Land of God's Sky, I am afraid that not many beings in the real world and the demon world can pass it safely... The test is also

It won't be a test.

What surprised him was that the strange old man's appearance formed by the skeleton's evolution was so similar to that of Zhu Dali. He didn't know whether it was originally born of Zhu Dali, or whether it was gradually formed by absorbing details during the battle.

In any case, its origin is strange and there are too many possibilities.

In order not to make Zhu Dali suspicious, Jiang Wang did not use the Samadhi True Fire, but he also deliberately slowed down the speed of killing enemies to give himself more time to replenish his knowledge.

"Tao...Tao Master! Did he just say, Fountain of Youth!?" Zhu Dali asked excitedly in his heart.

Although Zhu Dali is not good at cultivation, he often hangs out on the road and has many contacts with all kinds of monsters. He knows a little bit about everything, but he has also heard the legend of the Fountain of Youth.

Although it is said that the members of Taiping Dao have noble moral character and "have their own Taiping karma in their hearts, they fight for power and gain in worldly affairs." But if they live forever, how can they be called mundane affairs?

If you have a thousand years of life, what can't you ask for?

If he has a thousand years of life, why should he worry about not being able to see the day when his ideals come true?

"Don't make a fuss. What's the Fountain of Youth?"

Jiang Wang didn't know what the Fountain of Youth was, and as the Taoist Master of Taiping, he shouldn't be unaware of the rumors that Zhu Dali knew. But these did not affect his judgment on the nature of the Fountain of Youth, and he knew what kind of treasure it was.

"Treasures from heaven, materials and earth, exotic objects and treasures, there are everything in the world, and nothing can be obtained in the world. What you hear or see is not important. What you catch is important."

With such wise words, Zhu Dali's impetuous mood gradually calmed down.

He deeply felt that there was indeed a gap between his realm and that of the Taoist master. It was not just about cultivation, strength, and vision, but also a state of mind.

Facing a world treasure like the Fountain of Youth, even as noble as a heavenly demon, it is difficult to remain calm. In history, there have been many bloody battles for the Fountain of Youth, and it is not like the heavenly demon has not died during this time!

But even the Fountain of Youth cannot let Tao take the initiative!

How majestic.

Zhu Dali was still deeply moved. The master Taiping's superb sword skills had once again cut off his opponent.

Zhu Dali didn't have any special feelings about this opponent who looked similar to himself and seemed old and decrepit. He only regarded it as a secret and strange external manifestation.

He is still very young and has not yet feared aging.

Feeling the release of the knife's power, he remained silent and raised the long knife at an angle to the dead body. In a moment, the aging corpse in front of him flowed away like water and seeped into the ground without a trace.

"Completely wiped out this time?"

Zhu Dali just had this thought in his mind...

Coo coo coo, coo coo coo.

The sound like a bubbling spring sounded again.

Just where the old corpse disappeared, in the gaps between the rotten leaves and branches, transparent water bubbles swelled up one after another. They were born and destroyed, rising and falling.

Visually, it is strangely dense.

In hearing, it makes the listener feel disgusted and disgusted.

At some point, all the blisters disappeared.

The noise turned to silence in an instant.

Only a newly born bubble is left, getting bigger and thinner. It shines on the forest leaves, reflects the sunlight, and makes bubbles one after another...

The layers of bubbles seemed to be scenes of stories taking place, as if someone's life was evolving. But the light and shadow were too subtle and too small to see clearly what kind of story it was and what kind of protagonist it was.

The more I look at it, the less real it becomes. But the more I think about it, the more inexplicable it becomes.

Snapped!

This huge bubble has burst.

It makes those who stand here at this time seem to be awakened from a dream.

Trance is always just a dream. Although this body is here, who knows this mind!

I don't know when a white stone appeared in front of me.

The tree-lined path at your feet extends to the white rocks and turns around, but you don't know where to turn.

On top of the white stone, a fat figure sat.

Wearing a black night suit, a pure white mask, and carrying...a pair of straight knives.

He didn't look back.

Just like this, he turned his back to Zhu Dali, who was coming from the other way, and spoke solemnly: "There is a fountain of youth in the world. Drinking from it can lead to immortality."

Compared to the aging version of Zhu Dali, who was muddled and miserable, this one's voice was sober and rich, and was closer to the current Pig Dali's voice.

"In the great war in ancient times, the demon clan suffered the greatest defeat in history, completely losing its ability to dominate the world and having to evacuate in a hurry.

As a great race that coexists with the present world and has dominated the present world for tens of thousands of years. Although the demon clan left in an awkward manner, they also took away some precious things in a hurry.

The Fountain of Youth is one of them.

The mountain of youth that has lost its fountain of youth has become a mediocre mountain.

Without the fountain of youth in the Mountain of Youth, the eternal source of vitality has been lost.”

The figure sitting on the white stone narrated in a tone that had experienced many vicissitudes of life: "Later, the evacuation channel was cut off by the human race, and all nine planned worlds were destroyed. The top experts fell one after another.

We monsters were driven to the world of hell...

The ancient demon emperor fixed the geomantic omen, water, and fire, and recreated the world. The great sages of the demon clan worked together and made countless sacrifices, finally lighting up the chaotic world. The sage who took away the fountain of youth also searched this world, and used his supreme supernatural power to

Give the Fountain of Youth a new home and renew its source of life.

The Fountain of Youth is the treasure of the world, and its existence is a blessing from heaven.

Throughout the history of the demon world, there are often strong men with declining lifespans who find the Fountain of Youth and are able to continue their glorious myths.

We believe that one day we will return to this world. Just like the Fountain of Youth, just like the grace given to us by the Fountain of Youth... we will usher in new life."

The figure sitting on the white stone slowly said: "I once had a very important existence, but then I lost it. I have experienced too many regrets, none of which can be undone.

For many years, I have been pursuing the legend of the Fountain of Youth. When I finally found it after all the hardships, I found...

"It has long since dried up."

He turned around and took off the pure white mask, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Zhu Dali's, but much more mature.

On this big fat face that is by no means handsome.

Two lines of thick tears fell down.

He looked at Zhu Dali steadily with his eyes filled with tears, and seemed to see the existence that dominated this body——

"What's the point of living for you?"

This situation, this scene, these words made Zhu Dali's hair stand on end.

The Taoist Master of Taiping, who placed his thoughts on the Taiping Divine Wind Seal, was also horrified.

Maybe what he thought before was wrong. There is another, more terrifying possibility of the origin of the skeleton in front of him and the monster - this skeleton is really Zhu Dali!

Maybe it's not an apparition or a creation.
To be continued...