"Do you want to press him and ask, if he doesn't tell us, we will disturb the ancient plague locusts?" This is the greed of reincarnation.

"No rush, let's take a look first and then talk!"

Yan Shu walked under the wooden crotch, and the fresh air of the vegetation hit his face. The wooden crotch was indeed as tall as a tree.

He looked up and saw that Jiu Sui was still three feet above his head, but Yan Shu did not come here for Jiu Sui. He just picked a piece of grass leaf and left the jade ridge.

At this time, the ancient plague locusts who smelled the green smell of the grass leaves were a little ready to move, but when they fluttered their wings, they sensed the smell of wine that Yan Shu was about to surround the gourd, and they fell down one after another, just because the smell of wine aroused their emotions.

The nature of greed made these locusts intoxicated for a while.

Yan Shu knew that this was just a temporary perfunctory. After arousing greed, the ferocious nature of these locusts would gradually revive, and they would be even more dangerous next time.

At this time, it is useless to turn the spirit grain into wine...

Yan Shu rolled the leaves into a cup and went straight to the west. He walked ten miles before he found a stream flowing with red elixir water at the foot of the immortal tree. The stream was filled with white jade, which was bright and clean, but no one dared to pick it up.

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Yan Shu used grass leaves to make a cup and scooped up a cup of alchemy water.

"Is he crazy?" The reincarnation man was puzzled when he saw Yan Shu only bring out a piece of grass leaf. When he saw Yan Shu using it as a cup to scoop up the elixir, his eyes widened even more.

You must know that if the elixir water leaves the stream, it will become a curse.

The life of the person who drew the water will fall back into the stream at an equal cost, only replacing an equal amount of elixir.

After Yan Shu took out the elixir, his hair and beard turned white in an instant. Hundreds of years of longevity passed away, only for the elixir in his hand to fade slightly. As the longevity elapsed, Yan Shu's footing became unstable and he sat down.

Arrived at the shore.

When Ning Qingchen saw Yan Shu's move, she stood up suddenly and wanted to run over, but Lao Niu stopped her and shook her head slightly.

"Your senior brother Yan is not a fool. He must have his own motives for doing this. Care will lead to chaos! If you mess up, he will suffer the consequences! Now the only person who can mess with his heart is you, so... don't panic!"

Ning Qingchen stopped when he heard this and looked at Yan Shu worriedly from a distance.

Dan Chenzi also stood up in shock, stared at Yan Shu, and murmured: "Did he also realize it? No, I didn't even realize how to obtain Muhe. The Blood Saint only obtained the blood of Jiangshu, how could he possibly

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Yan Shu felt that his longevity was passing by. At this time, the sword in his heart had become duller as his body was exhausted and his mind was dizzy. Now he only remembers to obtain the 'Spring of Greed'!

Those who are greedy for the spring also steal the spring...

Now, as the law of the Immortal Demonic Tree begins to take away life, his hair is gradually withering and graying, his teeth are becoming loose and sparse, his skin is wrinkled, his back is gradually becoming rickety, his body exudes a stale odor, and sweat stains appear on his armpits.

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It seems that there is really a thief in the world who is stealing his vitality, his years, his best years and memories. At this moment, his sharp sword is dull, his proud wisdom is dull, and his strong will collapses.

Everything flows away and becomes empty.

A kind of sadness welled up in my heart...

"What do I have left?"

"What has heaven and earth left for me?"

Suddenly, a sincere and uncontrollable greed arose in his heart, making Yan Shu want to seize and save all this. From the very origin of his life, which was like a candle, the desire for life arose.

As he looked at the flowing elixir, he suddenly had the desire to swallow it in large gulps and drink back his lost life.

He wanted to kill all the people around him, those who were still alive, and offer sacrifices to this spring to restore the passing life. This impulse was so fierce that it completely dominated Yan Shu's heart as soon as it appeared.

Magic came over me.

Longevity Demon!

Yan Shu understood clearly when all kinds of demonic secrets were flowing through his mind that this was the Longevity Demon!

Many demonic thoughts surged up, and became more and more intense as the end was approaching. Only a thread of pure spirit clung to his original intention?

"what is that?"

Yan Shu's skinny hand tightly grasped the grass leaf cup in his hand, not letting go even though it was shaking.

"What is it that I insist on so hard?"

Xiao Yu quietly came to Yan Shu, and saw that his senior brother had turned into an old man, leaving only a dying corpse. His eyes suddenly turned red. He knelt in front of Yan Shu, kowtowed hard, and hit the ground with his forehead, leaving behind

A trace of blood.

Xiao Yu raised his head and saw the scattered light in Yan Shu's eyes. He kowtowed again regardless of the blood stains flowing down his forehead.

Lao Dao came to Xiaoyu and tried to pull him up, but Xiaoyu struggled to get rid of him.

Looking at Yan Shu who was gradually losing the breath of life.

The old Taoist suddenly threw his hand away: "I made all the mistakes I made, and they were all my fault! I regret that I missed Senior Brother Yan!"

After saying that, he knelt down and knocked his old head towards Yan Shu.

At this moment, the banging sound finally alarmed Yan Shu, who was already in a daze. He raised his eyes and saw the three people in front of him. Although the big one didn't know why, he also followed him and kowtowed with brotherly loyalty.

Yan Shu suddenly remembered.

"What I insist on is the trace of kindness I see in them! I am here to collect seeds for all living beings! What flows through my heart is greed, which is rooted in my nature and is born for greed. But it sustains me.

Those who come here are not greedy for life, but are greedy for the good of all sentient beings, and are greedy for the slightest kindness. The leader often says that if there is a trace of greed in the heart of a Taoist, it is the greed for the well-being of all sentient beings."

"Coveting one's own life!"

"Coveting the lives of all living beings!"

"The road of greed is ahead!"

A trace of tears slipped silently from the corner of Yan Shu's eyes and dropped into the grass leaf cup in his hand.

The last trace of life passed away and fell into the elixir. At this time, the forbidden elixir in his arms suddenly burst into a trace of bronze light.

Suddenly everything was reversed, and the vitality in the elixir returned to Yan Shu.

His pale and decayed hair suddenly turned dark again, his wrinkled skin quickly filled with water, his shaky mouth was as new as jade, and the passing years seemed to flow back to him.

Only the red elixir in the grass leaf cup in his hand has turned colorless.

That is - Stealing Spring.

Using his own life as a bargaining chip, on the verge of death, due to the huge greed in his heart, he stole the creation from heaven and earth!

Stealing the spring could not bring him back to life. Yan Shu knew that it was Qian Chen who saved him again.

The dull heart sword in the heart was cleansed by a spring water flowing from the heart, and was suddenly renewed. The last bit of yin in the soul also flowed out with the spring water and turned into pure yang.

Steal the spring to wash the sword!

"Elixir!"

Dan Chenzi suddenly exclaimed, and this cry awakened many of the Yuanshen Daoist who were watching in the dark.

The Yuanshen True Immortal of the Shenxiao Sect watched the changes in Yan Shu's resurrection from a distance, and tried to calculate with his fingers, but he could not figure out where the longevity energy that made Yan Shu come back to life came from.

Could it be that this is really the elixir?

What exactly did Yan Shu realize when he was beside the elixir?

Not to mention all the immortals, even Zhu Tanmo who followed Yan Shu was a little at a loss. Of course he could see that the quilt in Yan Shu's hand was not some elixir, but if it wasn't some elixir, so what?

Can you explain this horrific change?

From life to death, then back to life, attaining the Yang God, and finally taking out a cup of clear water from the elixir water.

That's not the elixir of death. What else is the elixir of death?

Suddenly all the souls became restless. The Blood Saint Ancestor ignored the blood of the crimson tree that he had just arranged for his disciples to fetch, and said in confusion: "This must be the elixir! I wonder if any of my colleagues who are familiar with Shaoqing are willing to ask.

, what is the secret of getting the medicine?”

Dan Chenzi's face darkened and he said: "Old devil, what do you mean by this?"

"Just looking at what Senior Nephew Yan has done before, we know that there must be strange dangers involved, and the way to break the situation must be in the heart, and medicine can be made from the heart. What do you mean by asking like this?"

Sun En also snorted coldly: "My nephew Guan Yan is the same, he got the medicine from the Mysterious Gate of Life and Death."

"If you are greedy, you can go get the medicine yourself. Why do you have the guts to offend my Taoist sect?"

With the support of the two Taoist sects, the greed of many Taoist souls was barely suppressed. However, Yan Shu did not return to the immortal tree and be protected by many Taoist primordial gods as they thought.

He walked straight to the jade ridge where the wooden crops were.

Yan Shu held the cup of stolen spring, and the ancient plague locusts around him were about to move, and dense locusts crawled out from the black earth.

They landed at Yan Shu's feet and on the wooden crops. They were densely packed, maybe tens of millions of them, covering the jade ridges.

The soles of Yan Shu's feet trampled the ancient plague locusts with a crunching sound, which made people's scalp numb. The colorful locust wings became more and more gorgeous, which was the manifestation of its poisonous plague.

As the ancient plague locust flapped its wings, the nine-color miasma gradually rose up, covering the jade ridge with a cloud of colorful energy. Among them, the five plagues contained, even if the Yuanshen True Immortal was infected, he would suffer a serious illness.

But the miasma bypassed Yan Shu, as if he was holding the cup of spring water to restrain all kinds of plagues.

Yan Shu came under the wood and stretched out his hand to break off one of the nine ears. He put the nine ears of grain into the sapphire gourd in his hand, then poured the water from the stolen spring into it, then turned the gourd upside down, and put the gourd in again.

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To be continued...