"Uncle Li Changle, are you going to die?"

Tao Qian couldn't help but be surprised when he suddenly heard about this incident.

Why is it so abrupt?

According to his previous knowledge, after the Taoist priest covered his face with hair and left in shame, he should have entered the Juexian Islands in advance, preparing to participate in the decisive battle of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in order to have a chance of survival.

Although Tao Qian also saw that Li Changle was in extremely bad condition at that time, he was still far from complete death.

Now that he is about to die, something must have happened in the middle.

When Tao Qian came up with this guess in his heart, the call finally turned from false to real, and an evil scene from afar came into his mind:

Somewhere in the Immortal Realm, there is a large island formed purely from the corpses of giant turtles.

At this moment, there was a large, colorful fish inside the giant turtle's skeleton, but the fish had rotted into a shapeless shape, and its whole body was wrapped in a smelly cloud.

If ordinary people see it, they will still be contaminated even from a long distance.

But looking into Tao Qian's eyes, he saw another scene.

There is no big problem with the body of the big rotten fish. Although it is alienated and corrupted, it can still control itself.

What is truly fatal is the soul.

The similarly alienated rotten soul of the fair-weather Taoist Li Changle has his mouth hooked by a huge fishhook. The fishhook is connected to a fishing line, leading to an unknown place in the void.

Although there was no huge force yet, the fishhook lifted up from time to time, touching the wound, causing Li Changle's soul to wail in pain, and he had to struggle frantically to prevent himself from being easily fished away.

But the more he struggled, the more painful he became.

"His soul is completely caught by the fishhook and may be fished away at any time."

"At this time, I am using the corpse of another division commander and the forbidden method to protect myself. Unfortunately, it is his soul that the fishhook wants to catch away, so most of the protection is meaningless."

"Sure enough, as Zhishu said, he is about to die."

Tao Qian came to the conclusion that in the turtle shell, Li Changle, the wine and meat master uncle, who had revealed his true form, also looked at Tao Qian from a distance.

Although the two were far apart, Tao Qian could only feel that the scene was right in front of him.

clear and distinct!

It seemed that as long as he was willing, he could use his hand to remove the fishhook for Uncle Meat-wine Master and relieve his pain.

It's a pity, it's just false.

Tao Qian and Li Changle looked at each other. In the latter's eyes, there was completely unconcealable pain, regret and unwillingness.

But in the end, it all turned into a kind of loneliness after accepting fate.

Only a faint sigh was heard, and Li Changle's voice penetrated into Tao Qian's ears:

"Nephew Tao, don't panic. Uncle Master didn't call you for anything."

"When I reach this situation, my life has long since fallen into the hands of others, and my remaining soul has already been put on the chopping block. Even if you are willing to help me at this time, it is too late."

"My uncle's life can be said to have been one of betrayal and alienation. Now he is on the verge of death. He has neither friends nor relatives. He just doesn't want to die alone. That's why he thought of calling his nephew from afar, asking for someone to accompany him."

"If my nephew has anything he wants to know, you can ask me and I will answer everything I know."

"When a man is about to die, his words are good. I hope my nephew will believe me."

As soon as these words were heard, Tao Qian felt an extremely sad atmosphere.

After all, Li Changle was also a strong man in the Cave Mystic Realm, but his state of mind at this time was worse than that of an old man who was about to die in the mortal world.

He shed tears as he spoke.

It's just that the alienation is serious, and what's dripping from the rotten fish's eyes is obviously thick pus and blood.

The picture is both sad and disgusting.

Tao Qian frowned slightly, but did not immediately cut off the summoning method.

Even though he was so far away, he still had the jade purification bottle in his hand.

The only thing he needs to be wary of is that Li Changle leads him to the island.

However, Tao Qian did have some questions in his heart. He wanted to ask this uncle who had an extremely rich life experience but also had a very tragic ending.

After thinking for a while, Tao Qian said:

"Uncle, as the elder of Lingbao Sect, is being murdered by outsiders, why don't you seek help from the sect leader or the ancestors?"

"Is that fishhook owner more powerful than our Lingbao Sect?"

Hearing Tao Qian's question, Li Changle burst into tears.

The foul-smelling and corrosive pus and blood corroded the turtle shell and made it black everywhere.

Later, Tao Qian heard a slightly unexpected answer.

"My nephew has misunderstood. It's not because the sect doesn't want to save me, but it's all my own fault."

"I am an art master, and I worship a second-generation ancestor. When I started, my master knew that my cultivation level, magical powers and methods were all obtained from practicing the Immortal Fish Art, so he advised me to give up all of them. He was willing to personally work with me.

The owner of the fishhook will consult with me to understand the cause and effect of my past."

"But I... I am greedy by nature, have a weak Taoist heart, and do not want to give up the cultivation and magical powers that I have obtained for nothing, and I have something to rely on, so I actually rejected my teacher."

After hearing these words, Tao Qian couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

From the perspective of most people, it is difficult to understand Li Changle's choice.

Even Lin Xiaohua knows that the Immortal Fish Technique is not a good technique. Although it can be used for free, there is a terrible price hidden behind it.

According to the secular world, practicing the Immortal Fish Art is, to a certain extent, borrowing money from usury.

He had fallen into a trap before, and finally managed to get hold of him. A second-generation ancestor is willing to help you out. Who can refuse such a once-in-a-lifetime good thing?

Li Changle, he refused.

Although this fair-weather master looks extremely unreliable, he is not so short-sighted.

Obviously the problem lies in his so-called "reliance". I don't know what it is or what reason makes him confident that he can continue to have sex for nothing?

Although Tao Qian didn't ask, Li Changle also guessed Tao Qian's thoughts.

After all, it doesn't matter what secrets there are when you are about to die.

He didn’t show off and answered directly:

"My nephew, you have also practiced the "Fairy Fish Technique". You must know that in that fish pond, as long as you are not hooked away by the fishhook, all the benefits can be obtained for free without any price."

"Other fellow practitioners can't do this despite all their efforts, but I am different."

"I have a treasure called [Tian Xin Li Hun Gui]. This treasure can just catch the dragon hook of the fairy fish. No matter how many fragrant baits there are on the hook, I will not refuse them. Whenever they are about to be fished away, this treasure will

Jump out automatically and untie the fishhook for me."

"It is because of this treasure that I can get great benefits in a short period of time and live at ease for many years."

"It's a pity that spiritual practice can't be so simple. There must be a price. If you delay and don't pay it, after many years of accumulation, when it comes again, I can no longer afford it. My body will die, my Tao will disappear, and everything will be settled.

"

When he said this, Li Changle seemed to be talking about sex.

The characteristic nagging before death appeared in him.

Without waiting for Tao Qian to ask questions, he started talking about his life:

"Speaking of which, I, Li Changle, have been happy enough in my life. I was born in an emperor's family. When I succeeded to the throne, I wanted to be a wise king. Unfortunately, I really don't have the ability. I have worked hard and conscientiously for more than ten years, but I have made the Eternal Kingdom a success.

The struggle became even more miserable, and the inheritance of our ancestors was completely destroyed by me."

"Then I changed my mind and became a foolish king, which I was quite comfortable with."

"It's a pity that I lost my throne soon. My ancestors protected me from death, so I turned to practice again."

"The path of good fortune and luck is also very good. If you get a treasure, there will be many benefits. You can also join the Lingbao Sect... It would be great if I were not greedy. It would be great if my Taoist heart was more tenacious."

"Master Nephew, do you know that although my master is very disappointed in me, he still left me some means of saving my life before reincarnation. If I can refuse those blissful things and practice diligently day and night, then the master of the Immortal Fish Technique will also

You may not be able to do anything to win over me."

"I, Li Changle, am really pathetic."

Maybe it's because of Li Changle's practice, or maybe it's because of his level of cultivation.

When he described these things, Tao Qian felt quite the same.

A few words outline the life experiences of a monk who was once an emperor and had great luck but a weak Taoist heart.

Although Li Changle did not say much about some details.

But Tao Qian could also tell that this fair-weather uncle was not without life.

On the contrary, he had many opportunities to save his path and his life.

But every time, he failed to catch it.

It was indeed his own fault that he ended up in this situation, and he had no one to blame.
To be continued...