Chen Ruofu was bold and said, "Well, go in and take a look." Han Yiming stretched his head and looked at it again. There was no one in the room, and a door was open by the wall. The teacher came into that door and then walked into the room.

The disciples fell to the ground. When Han Yiming saw that his stomach was a little churning, he pressed his feelings. He squatted down with Shen Ruofu and looked at one of the disciples. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he saw it. Is this a disciple of the Xianchen Sect? Han Yiming couldn't believe it. He had met the disciples of various sects along the way. Although he had had a lot of contact with the Xianchen Sect and never spoke, he had always seen him. Everyone was middle-aged and very clean, but what he saw at this time was not the way he remembered.

The disciple lying on the ground had loose skin and almost all spread on the ground, with wrinkles on it, as if he was hundreds of years old, and his face was covered with brown dots, which looked extremely ugly. Han Yiming turned his eyes and turned back a moment later, saying, "Isn't this poisoned or sick?" Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a chicken-like hand, and the back of his hand was covered with brown dots, and immediately took back the words to his mouth. Of course, this disciple was not poisoned or sick. The disciple was also hundreds of years old, and what he showed now was just a few hundred years old. It was an ordinary thing for an elderly person to grow brown dots on his body. These people looked so old that they were not too old. Compared to their age, these brown dots were no longer considered too many.

Looking at the man's eyebrows, they were all gray, but he was indeed old. He was just as good as before, so he couldn't see it. Han Yiming stood up and looked at the disciples one by one. All of them were wrinkles and old-fashioned. What he had seen before was their cultivation, and then he truly saw their true appearance. They had already reached this point. Youngness was just an illusion of cultivation and spiritual power!

Han Yiming understood a little, why these people died like this? They were not killed by others, but died of old age! I don’t know what it was, but they had all their cultivation in an instant. They are old enough, and they don’t have to do anything else, and they are exhausted. Where can anyone live for hundreds in the world in the world? It’s rare for people to live for seventy to be old. At the age of over 100 and without spiritual power, they will die!

Chen Ruofu said, "I really can't see that there is no wound. It's like a person's death is like a lamp extinguishing!" Han Yiming stood up, looked at the door on the wall, and said, "Senior Brother Chen, let's go in and take a look." The two of them came into the house and saw that there were several beds in the house, with green cloth quilts and tents, which were very simple. There were also people lying on two of them. The two walked up to see, and they died quietly as they had seen before, with old age, chicken skin and crane hair, just lying on the bed, and it was obvious that they died in their sleep. It was considered to be dead peacefully and had a silence. I just didn't know whether this way of death was good or bad for them!

While absorbing spiritual power, Ke Limaha sucked the other party into a mummy and turned into a dry bone. However, the disciples of the Xianchen Sect here seemed to have just supported the spiritual power of life and quietly left, and their physical bodies were not ugly. They were just old and not shocking. However, they instantly saw the true face of hundreds of years old, which was still quite shocking!

Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu looked carefully for a while, and Chen Ruofu said, "Is this the so-called loss of spiritual power? Will you die like this?" Han Yiming said, "It should be fine. Without spiritual power, they grow old in an instant, no longer as young as before, so they cannot live." Chen Ruofu sighed, "I don't know what they are. What I said is the moment when they die. But because I saw them, I felt that life is like a dream. Once the dream is over, everything will be empty."

The two of them sighed and felt very moved. When they walked out of the house, they saw that the commanders of each sect came out of another room. Han Yiming saw them shook their heads gently, and said to Chen Ruofu: "Senior Brother Chen, are we going in that room too?" He was quite disgusted with these dead people. There was nothing to see about the dead people, and they could guess that they were all full of chicken skin and crane hair and were in an old age. Chen Ruofu said, "Junior Brother, the senior brother of the sect asked us to come, so we should see clearly. Although I don't like to see these many corpses, since I came, I would be reluctant to see them."

The two entered the room and looked at it. The shape of the dead person in the room was no different from what he had seen before. Han Yiming was about to walk out of the room, but suddenly he saw a corpse with a face facing down slightly raised, slightly different from other corpses, and seemed to be pressing something. He couldn't help but look at it carefully. He stopped his steps, and Chen Ruofu stopped moving forward, and also looked at where he looked. Han Yiming saw that the corpse was protruding, and he didn't know what was pressing under him. He squatted down and was about to look at it.

Look, Chen Ruofu has walked forward one step, and he reached out and grabbed one of the shoulders of the corpse and turned it around. He pulled the corpse and lay upwards. Below the corpse, there was just a incense burner pressing under the corpse. It was this man who took the incense burner to light incense, but suddenly died. The incense burner was not enough to be put, and he pressed it under him. Seeing that there was nothing unexpected, Han Yiming was getting up and walking away. Chen Ruofu beside him had already staggered out a few steps, and he vomited all over the floor with a "wow".

Han Yiming was stunned, but saw him throwing away what he was holding, squatting there and vomiting. The object he threw out rolled on the ground twice and stopped. Han Yiming looked closely and it was the shoulder of the corpse. The corpse looked intact, but Chen Ruofu was pulled down like a rotten wooden board. Chen Ruofu obviously never expected that a corpse would be broken in his hand. He was disgusted for a moment and vomited. Han Yiming suddenly felt that all the hairs on his body were standing up. Chen Ruofu vomited for a while, and saw that the shoulder was not far away from him, so he jumped up and ran toward him. Han Yiming was so sad.
Chapter completed!