We patiently listened to Qin Shihuang's words and wanted to interrupt him, but for some reason, we couldn't bear it and couldn't bear it.

Again, the resentful spirit at the bottom of the Holy Lake bit his flesh and blood again, but Qin Shihuang seemed to feel no pain, but was still slowly telling.

A year later, in the seventh year when Qin Shihuang was learning magic in the Moon Worshiping Church, that is, when he was about to turn twelve, the high priest of the Moon Worshiping Church suddenly called him over. The location was still on the holy lake, next to the lake full of water plants.

As soon as he got there, Qin Shihuang's heart suddenly moved because he "saw" a master who was originally young like a young man in his early twenties, becoming old, weak, and like an old man who was about to die.

Of course, this kind of "seeing" is just a feeling in Qin Shihuang's heart. However, this feeling is not imagined out of thin air, but achieved by Qin Shihuang through practical actions.

It turned out that after a conversation a year ago, the high priest of the Moon Worshiping Sect gave him a lot of magic about "Eternal Life" and told him many secrets.

Among the many secrets, Qin Shihuang had a particularly clear memory of two of them.

The first secret is that the reason why his high priest master was able to live forever was because he "inherited" something from the previous priest. That kind of thing could only be passed or obtained in a single way, and the only condition was that the priest died. And his current master was the immortality he achieved after killing the previous high priest.

The second secret is that Qin Shihuang's high priest master secretly raised an ancient giant beast at the bottom of the lake, calling it the black dragon. The dragon blood on the black dragon is a priceless treasure, and many magical pills are refined through its blood. Moreover, when accompanying the master to watch the black dragon, Qin Shihuang unexpectedly discovered that the master, who was not hurting the old age, was particularly afraid of the venom in the black dragon's mouth, as if that kind of thing could hurt his invincible body.

After learning these two secrets, Qin Shihuang's "young" mind began to have a great rebellious thought. He took advantage of the opportunity to feed the black dragon and quietly collected a lot of venom, divided it into countless portions, and quietly added it to the master's meal, drinking water, and alchemy room.

A year later, when the high priest called Qin Shihuang to the holy lake, Qin Shihuang was already sure that his master had reached the point of exhaustion. But when he really saw the master, he realized that he was really too naive, so naive that he even wanted to kill the noble master through despicable means such as poisoning.

"You should have learned a lot of skills this year, right?" The high priest's expression was as old as before, and he could not see any joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. However, there was one more cup in his hand than outside, which contained a fishy green liquid.

Qin Shihuang was very familiar with that liquid, it was the venom in the mouth of the black dragon.

"The disciples are ignorant and dare not talk about progress." Although Qin Shihuang was nervous, he was doing nothing on the surface and his expression was no different.

The high priest looked at his beloved disciple and then slowly laughed: "Now, I will ask you again. Do you ask yourself how many levels of my skills have you learned?"

Qin Shihuang was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing him standing there, the high priest laughed loudly, then raised his hand and drank the black dragon venom in his cup in one sip. "Ying Zheng, do you know why I kept drinking the black dragon venom?"

Qin Shihuang's face changed drastically, but he still gritted his teeth and shook his head and said, "Master Bowen, I don't know."

In fact, the moment the high priest drank the black dragon venom, Qin Shihuang had already seen the reason from his eyes. He knew that his noble master wanted to completely end this "eternal life" suffering.

However, is eternal life really a suffering state?

Seeing the disciple in a daze, the high priest smiled and said, "Ying Zheng, what are you thinking at this moment?"

Qin Shihuang looked up, looked straight into the high priest's eyes, and said word by word: "A mortal is endless, and the divine destiny is clearly destroyed, but what am I?"

After hearing his words, the high priest of the Moon Bible Sect was stunned for a rare moment, then clapped his hands and praised: "Well, well said, I am worthy of being my disciple. I spent a lifetime understanding this sentence 'What am I?' I didn't expect that you, a little child, could actually think of this step. Then I will ask you again, do you want to know the answer in my heart?"

Qin Shihuang nodded.

"We are just monsters." In a trance, Qin Shihuang smiled bitterly and murmured and repeated his master's words back then. After saying that, he looked at us with a slightly crazy expression: "Do you know? Although I am tall, I am just a monster."

Hearing this, we couldn't help but go back to that period, and we were standing aside and watching the conversation between Qin Shihuang and the high priest with our own eyes.

After a long time, Fatty Wang slowly spoke: "What about later?"

Qin Shihuang took a breath and frowned: "Later, later, let me think about it. I have lived too long and some things have become blurred."

After saying that, the high priest of the Moon Worshiping Sect really became old as Qin Shihuang expected.

That kind of oldness is not the oldness on the outside, but the withering of the heart. Qin Shihuang looked at his master and saw thousands of expressions passing by his master's eyes, and eventually turned into indescribable fatigue.

The high priest also looked at his disciples, and a hint of expectation and priest came from his sad and reluctant look: "I am not afraid of death, priests of all generations have never been afraid of death." The high priest smiled slightly and looked at the at a loss of Qin Shihuang, "What we are afraid of is the opposite. No matter how smart you are, you won't understand these things now."

This answer made Qin Shihuang's face slightly change. However, he spoke immediately, with a humble tone, but a bone-chilling chill: "If I can reach your level and live forever, then I will naturally have time to figure out these problems."

The high priest sighed and suddenly stretched out his hand. Qin Shihuang subconsciously took a step back, but the pale hand was gently pressed on his shoulder without any force.

"This is my fault, my fault. Ying Zheng, what should you do in the future?" The high priest's eyes were like the sea that could not see the bottom, and there was an undercurrent. He sighed in a low voice: "You have been with me for seven years and have learned everything, but I have not learned the most important thing. What should you do after you become a priest in the future? Perhaps, I am really too anxious to hand over the burden of the priest to you. Are you really ready?"
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