Prologue
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Death is nothing but the reflection of the living,
Darkness is just the prelude to light,
When the numerous bones are piled together, the most glorious throne can be raised high.
The most joyful banquet can only be held when the plump flesh and blood are entangled together.
When the cold wind of weeping blows away,
Who is singing resentfully?
When the shadow of death looms,
Who is watching again?
When pain and tears, blood and sorrow have become the sorrow of pity for the world,
When the corpse is cold and the soul has flown away, who is the dreamer in the boudoir?
That scream that beats on the bones,
Please take away all the suffering.
Those words that can no longer be said,
Please don't rot.
When we pay tribute to our ancestors, are we paying tribute to darkness?
We are climbing up the mountain, are our feet already to pieces?
When the flowers of desire grow in the fairy’s garden,
When in the cold cemetery, the fruits of desire grow.
Who is our master?
Who is to judge all this?
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Above the East China Sea, there are vast expanse of blue waves, and countless small islands are dotted in it, like countless stars, large and small.
On one of the small islands, dozens of strong men were busy carrying various daily necessities to a ship that was about to go to sea under the command of an old man.
Sitting on the top of the ship was a man dressed in black clothes, his lonely figure standing proudly.
I saw him sitting cross-legged, meditating silently on the top of the boat, not paying attention to the busy and noisy people below.
Although everyone was working hard, their enthusiastic eyes could not help but look at the young figure on the top of the boat from time to time.
That is what they call an immortal master. Every sea-going ship must be escorted by such an immortal master to protect it from being attacked by monsters in the sea.
Therefore, everyone is both unfamiliar and familiar with the immortal master, and they both admire and are close to him.
Suddenly, a heavy box fell from a high place. There was a "bang" sound and it hit a man's instep.
"Ah!" A scream came.
Perhaps the box that was smashed down was too heavy, and the man who was hit on the instep of his feet blurted out his screams in a different tone. His face quickly turned pale, and big beads of sweat fell down.
The old man in charge of the command was angry and distressed. Running a boat was a life-saving job. Although the profits were high, the losses were often also high.
Therefore, because of the relationship of trust, those who run the boats are usually children of the same race. Although this younger generation is relatively dull, fortunately he never spares any effort in his work.
Listening to the sound, his feet must have been smashed out of shape. If he couldn't get out of the boat, it would be a big deal. He was worried that he would become disabled in the future. How could he explain it to his parents?
Just when these thoughts came to the old man's mind, everyone was already moving the box out of the way, and a figure like a black cloud floated down from the top of the ship with a "sudden" sound.
Everyone shouted with a hint of respect: "Qianxian Master, Master Immortal Master!" while respectfully making way.
Sitting on the top of the ship was none other than Qian Yunsheng.
Since the battle in Nanman, in order to hide the secret of the Soul-Capturing Banner in his body and to collect more souls for the Soul-Capturing Banner, he fled all the way to the East China Sea.
Qian Yunsheng walked up to the big man who was hit by the box, looked at half of his foot that was almost smashed, and couldn't help but frown.
A serious injury like Da Han's could actually be cured with a rejuvenation charm.
However, a rejuvenation talisman requires two spirit stones to buy, and the profit from one trip is only ten spirit stones. Obviously, Qian Yunsheng was reluctant to use such a talisman on someone who had nothing to do with him.
He was silent for a while, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, seeing that the man was about to faint from the pain, he stood up and ordered:
"First give him some painkiller powder, then prepare some water and a clean towel, then help him to a cool place, I will handle it."
Seeing that Qian Yunsheng had given the order, everyone hurriedly started moving, and soon a simple place was cleared.
The leader of the old man also rushed over, and Qian Yunsheng almost frowned after a series of good words and flattery.
Realizing that he might have photographed the horse's foot, the old man shut his mouth in a sarcastic manner.
After all, good words in this world don't cost money. If he really wants to use spiritual stones to reward the immortal master, obviously his selfishness and stinginess prevent him from doing so.
Qian Yunsheng ignored the old man who was following him. After all, he had seen many such people.
In this world, there are always too many kindnesses repaid with evil, and too few kindnesses repaid with evil. People always care about what they lose, but they don't care much about what they get.
Therefore, for Qian Yunsheng, he knew very early on that those who are close are not inferior, and those who are far away are resentful. On the contrary, it is best to be gentle and don't expect too much from others.
He slowly walked to the big man's side, looked at half of his foot that had been smashed and bloody, mixed with broken bones, opened flesh and pale fascia, and motioned to the people on the side to give him painkillers. After going down, take out a small knife from the storage bag.
This knife is a talisman. As long as it is infused with spiritual energy, the runes on it can be activated. Even mortals without spiritual energy can use it with the help of spiritual stones, but the efficiency is extremely low.
The old man has two or three sets of such talismans on his ship. They are all thick and heavy ones and can only be fixed on the ship for use.
One of them is used on the hull, which has a "sturdiness" function and can prevent the collision of sea monsters; the other one is placed on the stern of the ship, which has a "swift" function and can greatly increase the speed of the ship in an instant. Get rid of certain risks.
Such exquisite and small spiritual tools are often in the hands of immortal masters. No one has seen them before, and their eyes widened for a while.
Qian Yunsheng gently poured spiritual energy into the knife. After a while, the blade of the knife began to get hot, like a red-hot iron.
This knife has two runes of "sharpness" and "flame", which is one level higher than the only one rune on the ship.
Qian Yunsheng controlled his spiritual energy input. In addition to the "sharpness" that made the knife sharp and awe-inspiring, the other "flame" he controlled only appeared thinly on the surface of the knife.
As he raised the knife and lightly slashed it, the half-shattered and deformed sole of his foot was easily cut off from his body by the knife.
The big man shouted "Ah" again, and then a burning smell floated into everyone's nostrils.
Although each of these men is a man of strong nerves, their expressions will inevitably change when they see such a situation.
Especially the big man who was immersed in the scene. Although there was no pain from the fracture, he was still shocked by such a strong visual sense and suddenly screamed and fainted.
Qian Yunsheng ignored the various expressions of the people around him, reached out and pinched out a few seeds from the storage bag, and sprinkled them on the flesh and blood of the big man's broken mouth.
After a while, thin green shoots came out densely.
Seeing the almost miraculous method of Master Immortal, everyone swallowed the saliva that had been in their throats for a long time, and their eyes became even more passionate when looking at him.
Everyone thinks about what they can do if they have such magical abilities.
Qian Yunsheng saw everyone's envious expressions and couldn't help but snorted in his heart.
He had gone through countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood before finally gaining the inheritance of the Immortal Master. In the eyes of these ordinary people, I am afraid that inheritance is like cabbage.
Just like himself, in Nanman, he saw with his own eyes no less than a thousand monks who fell. In that man-eating battlefield, there were even monks sleeping forever on that land every moment.
Qian Yunsheng has seen too many people from aristocratic families, elites, geniuses, proud daughters, who shine like the sun and then fall like meteors.
Intrigues, deceit, intrigues, intrigues, and intrigues are happening all the time.
What happened to these people in the end?
Those dazzling, glorious, powerful, seemingly invincible ones are not all dead in the end.
Only myself, a pulpy mess like mud, survived.
Qian Yunsheng continued to sneer in his heart.
It’s good to survive, but the best thing is to survive! The monks' unwillingness, anger, despair, and struggle when they were dying... were all seen by him.
Human beings are fairest only when facing death.
So Qian Yunsheng thinks, how can there be so much truth? Living is the greatest truth!
And you...
Qian Yunsheng looked around, shook his head and thought to himself: "It's better to be a mortal. At least you don't have to be cannon fodder, and maybe you can live longer than a monk."
Just as Qian Yunsheng was thinking this, green branches began to come out of the man's soles.
Seeing that the branches were not twitching fast enough, in order to speed up, he simply pinched the big man's arm and absorbed his own spiritual energy to control the growth of these branches.
The big man woke up with a long "Hmm" sound. At this moment, he felt that there were countless ants biting, gnawing, and crawling in the soles of his feet. The painful, itchy, and numb feeling woke him up. .
Qian Yunsheng ignored his feelings and shouted softly: "Don't move!".
Then, he took out his knife and started to cut off the green branches one after another.
When these branches cut off by Qian Yunsheng fell to the ground, they quickly plunged into the soil and popped up again like grass.
After a while, after he had finished repairing the messy place where the branches had sprouted, Qian Yunsheng took back his hand on the big man's arm and ordered:
"Okay, remember you will still feel numb and itchy for three days, but it's okay. After three days, you can walk like a normal person."
Everyone has just witnessed such a miraculous performance, and they still don’t understand whether the journey went smoothly or not because of the magical power of this immortal master.
Thinking about it again, if my family encounters any loss of arms or legs, with the Immortal Master around, it won’t even be a problem.
So under the leadership of the old man, everyone knelt down and bowed down.
"Okay!" Qian Yunsheng stretched out his sleeves and lifted these people up one after another.
He looked at the bright red sun that had jumped out of the horizon in the distance, and said lightly: "Don't be too polite. The days ahead are still very long. We need to work together to help each other."
Seeing that they couldn't kneel down, everyone said yes, and then stood up again one by one.
The old man at the head was the most discerning. He saw that Qian Yunsheng cast the spell with such ease that he was much better than the immortal masters invited by the previous ships. He didn't realize that he had found a treasure.
He quickly followed Qian Yunsheng with a smile and started discussing in a low voice.
It turns out that this immortal master is still an old man in Linhai City. He was invited to take charge of the immortal master based on the introduction of an intermediary.
Several familiar immortal masters in the past could not be contacted or were temporarily unable to go to sea due to various relationships. I had no choice but to let Linhai City act as the middleman and invite such a strange immortal master.
Unexpectedly, this Thousand Immortal Master was only cold on the surface, but he did not have the high airs of the previous Immortal Masters.
If an immortal master in the past encountered such a situation, even if he knew the immortal master, let alone knowing him, he would never help.
Then he thought about the methods used by these thousand immortal masters that he had never seen before, and he still didn't understand how powerful others were.
Moreover, this Qianxian Master only had a stern look on his face. Judging from his willingness to help mortals like himself, it showed that this Master was still easy to talk to, so he quickly came over.
He bowed and walked behind Qian Yunsheng, clasped his hands and said, "It's like this. It turns out that the old man and your Majesty agreed to go to Yuewan Strait."
"It's just that the Yuewan Strait is full of first-order monsters. It's safe, but the harvest may not be high." The old man rambled.
"My Lord, you don't know that the catch in Yuewan Strait has been getting less and less over the years. If you are lucky, you can still make a small profit; but if you are unlucky and there is no harvest for several days, it is not unreasonable to lose money. It’s possible.”
The old man told his helplessness while observing Qian Yunsheng's face.
Seeing Qian Yunsheng's expressionless face, he thought for a while and said boldly: "I just thought, since Master Immortal is so powerful, why not consider just going to the Bering Sea?"
"I heard over there that most of them are second-order monsters, and occasionally there are third-order monsters. I think if we are not too unlucky, as long as we can avoid encountering third-order monsters, the benefits will be great."
The old man became more and more confident as he spoke: "The little old man feels that maybe the Bering Sea is not a dangerous place for adults, but for the little old man, the harvest is very different."
Seeing that Qian Yunsheng did not stop him, he became bolder and said in an increasingly excited tone: "Therefore, if you are willing to go to the Bering Sea, I am willing to triple the reward!"
In the end, in order to persuade Qian Yunsheng, the old man finally used his trump card.
After Qian Yunsheng heard this, his expression changed.
The Soul Capturing Banner in his body is in urgent need of new souls, and the higher the level of the soul, the faster it will naturally recover. Therefore, he was already calculating in his heart, but he said calmly on the surface:
"Oh? Please tell me in detail what the situation is like on the other side of the Bering Sea."
"Natural, natural!"
The old man was frothing and describing the situation in the Bering Sea while slowly walking towards the ship with Qian Yunsheng.
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