The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 361 Curse the Evil Devil to Death Part 1

Chapter 361 Curse the Evil Devil, the First Immortal Fate

"you you……"

At the top of the mountain, Immortal Master Changsheng looked at Zhang Wuling who was spitting at him, his whole body trembling, and his face turned red and purple.

"Me? What do you mean by me?" Zhang Wuling refused to budge. "Did I say anything wrong? Ask yourself if this is true!"

"me……"

"I can't put it into words. People say that admitting one's mistakes is the best way to improve. If you still don't recognize your true nature, when will you?"

Zhang Wuling shouted loudly, and the face of the Immortal Master Changsheng suddenly turned black, and then he opened his mouth and spurted out a large amount of blood.

"what!!!"

The Immortal Master Changsheng fell off the stone and screamed on the ground like a madman. Streams of black air floated out of his body and dissipated in the air.

"No! It's not like that! It shouldn't be like this!"

The Immortal Master Changsheng had completely lost his previous calmness. His eyes were red and his face was ferocious. "I am an immortal! Not a demon! Not a demon!"

Seeing this, Zhang Wuling walked over, grabbed the collar of the Immortal Master Changsheng, and slapped him twice.

"Don't you wake up? You're deceiving yourself! If you can deceive yourself, how can you deceive the laws of nature?"

Boom!

Just at this moment, there was a loud thunder in the sky, as if God was also angry.

The Immortal Master Changsheng felt dizzy from being slapped in the eyes, and when he heard the thunder, his expression became dull for a moment.

Mr. Dou Ba, who was standing next to him, was stunned and stood there motionless like a stone sculpture.

This is different from what he thought...

The Immortal Master Changsheng stared at Zhang Wuling with his eyes wide open, but Zhang Wuling did not tolerate him at all and let go and pushed him to the ground.

"Is this old man...wrong?"

After a long time, the Immortal Master Changsheng murmured, looking up at the sky with lifeless eyes.

"Why is it a demon, not an immortal... When did this old man start to go astray?"

Zhang Wuling said calmly, "Maybe at the beginning."

"At the beginning? Really..." Immortal Master Changsheng's eyes flashed, his face and skin were aging rapidly.

"It turns out that everything is wrong. My very existence is wrong!"

The Immortal Master Changsheng grabbed the hydrangea and watched it turn into sand in the wind in his hands, slowly disappearing without a trace.

Also disappearing along with it was the Immortal Master Changsheng. He gradually turned into rotten wood, which was slowly corrupted by the wind into dust and scattered to the sky and earth.

"Zhenzhen Zhang."

"You said."

"You were right. I have only ever taken from others, never giving back to the living beings of heaven and earth. Now that I understand my mistakes, I wish to return to heaven. Does this count as enlightenment?"

Zhang Wuling nodded: "Okay."

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Master Changsheng smiled in relief, said no more, and gradually returned to dust, disappearing between heaven and earth. Only a lingering sound remained, echoing on the top of the mountain.

"The path to immortality is vague and ultimately... illusory."

Zhang Wuling put his hands on his hips and looked quietly at the place where the Immortal Master Changsheng disappeared.

About half a minute later, Zhang Wuling turned around and looked at Mr. Dou, only to find that he looked stunned.

"That's it? You haven't been able to deal with this guy for hundreds of years, and you almost gave him away for nothing?"

Master Dou Ba opened his mouth and said, "Uh, this... ahem, we've never practiced verbal combat before. How ashamed of ourselves."

Compared with Zhang Wuling, they are indeed too gentle.

Although the process was somewhat unexpected, fortunately the result was finally good and a big problem was solved.

In order to prevent Zhang Wuling's poisonous words from being vented on himself and scolding him to death, Dou Baye hurriedly picked up the wooden stick and took out a white jade bottle from his arms.

"Master Zhang, please look, this is the fate of the immortals!"

Mr. Dou Ba held the jade bottle, chanted an incantation, and then drew a line across the mouth of the bottle with his finger.

A bright light shone through the mouth of the bottle, and then, where the Immortal Master Changsheng had just disappeared, pieces of colorful light condensed and turned into a golden thread as thin as a silver needle.

Mr. Dou Ba hooked his finger, and the golden thread flew into the mouth of the bottle and was collected.

Zhang Wuling looked curious and asked, "Is this the immortal fate? What's the use?"

Dou Baye stroked his beard and smiled, "As for the immortal fate, it is naturally used to become an immortal."

"But the old shaman you mentioned before didn't become an immortal."

"Well, having this thing can only increase the chances, but there's no guarantee that it will succeed."

"How much does that increase the chances?"

"Well, it depends on fate."

"That's uncertain."

Dou Baye was at a loss for words. "Master Zhang, becoming an immortal is incredibly difficult. Everyone is different. How can you guarantee success just because you have the right fate? But having a fate is definitely better than not having one. It's a mysterious thing, and it's hard to say how it helps or affects people, but it's definitely beneficial and not harmful."

"Oh~" Zhang Wuling thought, "Can this thing only be used on humans?"

"This..." Mr. Dou hesitated, "I haven't heard of any restrictions."

"Can it be used on magical instruments?"

"it should be OK."

"Ahem." Zhang Wuling puffed out his chest and said seriously, "Old man, shouldn't we talk about the issue of compensation?"

"..."

It's not surprising what happened?

Dou Baye took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Master. This is the reward I was prepared for you. How can I let you work in vain?"

As he spoke, he handed the jade bottle in his hand to Zhang Wuling, "Master, you only need to use your true energy and thoughts to guide it. This immortal fate is extremely precious, Master, you must..."

Before Mr. Dou Ba finished speaking, Zhang Wuling quickly took the bottle and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely use it where it is needed."

That would be the best...

In fact, Mr. Dou didn’t know much about Xianji. He only knew that it was a good thing, but it was difficult to explain its specific effects.

But forget it, they can't keep this thing anyway, so how they use it is up to others.

After putting the bottle away, Zhang Wuling asked, "By the way, now that the matter is resolved, how do we get out of here?"

Upon hearing this, Master Dou Ba said, "The old shaman sealed his three souls within the spirit mirror. Now only the Heavenly Soul has been dealt with, and the other two souls are still alive..."

"Oh, I forgot." Zhang Wuling asked, "Where are the remaining two souls? I'll take care of them together!"

Dou Baye said, "The Earth Spirit is in a casino. The solution to it is very simple. All we need to do is win the bet against it."

"Bet?" Zhang Wuling asked curiously, "How do we bet?"

"Any bet is fine, but the stakes aren't money. If you lose, at best you'll lose something, and at worst you'll lose your lifespan and your soul..."

"Is that so? Do I have to bet with him? I can beat him to death, or even scold him to death. I'm not good at betting!"

Dou Baye shook his head and sighed, "No, this Earth Spirit also has a trace of immortal fate in him. The only way to succeed is to defeat him. Killing him is impossible. If we can solve it with violence, we won't have such a headache."

Zhang Wuling understood. It seemed that these three souls had their own "obsessions". Unless the obsessions were broken, there was no way to make them disappear.

This "immortal fate" is a bit magical. The three souls are divided into a strand, and they can all mutate into such a strange existence.

It seems that none of the secrets related to immortals are simple.