Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Killing someone in a dream is a wonderful thing, but a wonderful idea is just an idea. From the idea to the overall plan, and then from the overall plan to the actual execution... the distance between it is like the first night of meeting and the child's hundred-day banquet.

And the other party took the trouble to bring himself into the Taichu Illusion, obviously not just to show off that he had a good idea, so...

With some curiosity, Wang Luo waited for the Lord of Heaven to announce his next plan.

However, I heard a laugh coming from my ears.

"Oh, I've said enough for today, let's stop here."

"?" Wang Luo was simply shocked. How could this broken dog be so arrogant?

However, the next moment, he felt that the scenery in front of him was rapidly fading in color and distorting its shape, as if it was being washed away by clear water. In a daze, he was being dragged gently from the heavy lake water to the shore.

It was at this time that Wang Luo felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart, like paper that had been soaked in water until it became swollen but not rotten. It was not painful, but it was more severe than pain.

"hiss……"

The Lord of Heaven sighed: "With your current attainments in the Taoist body, you cannot be immersed in the illusion of Taichu for too long... This place is where Heaven is after all, and the design of many things did not consider groups other than immortals from the beginning."

Wang Luo sneered but did not expose it.

The other party's reason does make sense, but it only makes sense and is definitely not the truth. He obviously broke the chapter on purpose... However, at this time, Wang Luo didn't think the other party was trying to titillate. There was probably a reason behind this fragment, so I didn’t ask any questions for a while, and just lay on the shore and slowly adjusted my breathing.

The air in Jingzhou is different from that of Tianzhizuo or even Xinheng. The abundance of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has reached an almost unimaginable level. The so-called fairyland on earth may be suitable to describe the environment here... but the nature of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth itself is faintly present. decay.

It's like an inexhaustible supply of emergency dry food, which can satisfy your hunger, but will make you gradually wither.

However, after the Lord of Heaven brought Wang Luo back to the humble room, he lit a candle with a sense of age. The candlelight flickered, and a refreshing fragrance filled the air, and the spiritual energy contained in the wind almost instantly The healing of Wang Luo's natural Taoism made the true energy in his body ready to move.

Before Wang Luo could speak, the Lord of the Heavenly Court spoke first: "Regulate your breath carefully and don't be distracted by your speech. This Hundred-Fragrance Immortal Candle is a legacy from the old Immortal Calendar era. It was jointly refined by several Golden Immortals who became Immortals from Flower Demons and dedicated to them. The Immortal Ancestor wishes you a happy birthday. Nowadays, both the production method and the producer no longer exist, and the number of immortal candles is reduced. "

After saying that, he suddenly sensed something and walked to the door. Pushing open the simple door, he saw a pretty maid in green clothes standing outside the door, holding a jade book in her hand. She lowered her eyebrows and looked down. His posture was upright and he did not bend his knees or waist.

The Lord of Heaven nodded to her, then reached out to take the jade book, and the maid turned into a puff of smoke and dispersed in the wind.

Looking back, the Lord of the Heavenly Court gave Wang Luo a self-deprecating shrug and smiled: "In the last years of the dynasty, red tape is inevitable. That was the 'rite maid' from the old immortal calendar era, transformed by the remnant soul of a true immortal who died unexpectedly. , The consciousness is not complete, and they only serve the heaven. In fact, the heaven does not need them to serve, so they are mainly arranged to do the work of delivering letters. The important thing is not the efficiency of delivering letters, but the sense of ritual. There are not many left, and only the Xi Zhen family insists on sending maids to deliver messages to me every time."

As he spoke, he opened the jade book at will, signed his name on the corner of the jade book without even looking at it, then rolled up the jade book and threw it out the door, and the jade book disappeared immediately.

Wang Luo was a little surprised: "I see that the jade book seems to have written a hundred thousand urgent words on it..."

The Lord of Heaven smiled and said: "I asked you not to be distracted, but you are still distracted... How can there be any urgency? It's just a usual official document routine. Otherwise, it can't show the importance of the family. In fact, Chicheng was very concerned about such things back then. I don’t tire of it, so I open up the Star Sea and Heaven all year round and don’t bother to pay attention to the government affairs of the heaven.”

After laughing, the Lord of Heaven sighed again.

"But at that time, the Heavenly Court did seem like a serious court. Although the red tape was annoying, it was also necessary. Thousands of immortals, as well as the immortal servants and beasts raised in their respective caves, all large and small matters were involved. Someone needs to make the decision. To be different from the ordinary celestial beings, you have to use the ritual maid and the jade book. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as filial piety anymore."

At this time, the door of the shabby room was still open, and a breeze blew in, using the bleak rope outside the house to disperse the fragrance of the fairy candle.

"After the Heavenly Tribulation, even when Jingzhou was at its most prosperous, the number of immortals was only one-tenth of what it was in the old immortal calendar era. But now... Sometimes I even think, even if the parents are short-lived, it's okay for everyone to send some documents Give it to me, and it will appear that I am worthy of my name as the Lord of Heaven. Unfortunately, it is no longer available."

Wang Luo thought about the scene around the deep cave he saw when he came here, and couldn't help but ask: "How many immortals are there in Jingzhou...or in the left side of the sky?"

"There are about a hundred or so people who have the Immortal Realm, but this is the total number of people registered. Many of them can no longer be contacted."

"Loss of contact?!"

"Some of them have gone to Luzhou, Mingzhou and Mozhou. Some said they wanted to return home, and some said they didn't want to be saddened by the scene in Jingzhou. Of course, there are also some who don't like me and I don't like them. In short, after leaving Jingzhou, they have no contact with the Heavenly Court; and some have been hiding in their own immortal palaces for hundreds of years, and no one can call them out. Although the immortal rhyme can sense that they are still alive, people who can never be called out are actually no different from the dead."

Wang Luo then asked: "So, this is the legacy you want to leave me?"

"Haha." The Lord of the Heavenly Court couldn't help laughing, "Think of it in a positive way. The more corrupt the old people are, the more convenient it will be for the new monarch to govern! Although the population of the Left of Heaven is declining, the foundation is still there, which can be seen from the cautiousness of the Immortal Alliance in pioneering. Well, stop chatting for a while, if you don't take it seriously, the immortal candle will really be wasted."

Wang Luo frowned slightly, feeling that these words were still a little untrue. But he was a little tired for a while, so he closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness in the fragrant breeze.

——

The rhythm of life in the next few days remained roughly the same.

Wang Luo used the fairy candle to cultivate his body and mind. Not only did he recover from his injuries in the Taichu illusion, but his cultivation level also reached a new level. It's a pity that it's no longer possible to go from Yuanying to Huashen in one go. At the same time, at this point in time, personal cultivation is no longer that important.

So for Wang Luo, what's worth paying attention to is not his own cultivation level, but following the Lord of Heaven in the past few days and watching his daily words and deeds.

Objectively speaking, the position of the Lord of Heaven is even more boring than he expected. The huge Jingzhou, deep in the wilderness, is actually a desolate place. He is called the Lord, but the people and things he can really dominate are extremely limited. If it weren't for the courtesy maid who would respectfully present the jade book for approval every day, he would be no different from a lonely person.

As a wonderful golden fairy, doesn't he have his own fairy house and his own confidants? No...more ambition?

Unfortunately, in this humble room, Wang Luo could neither get nor think of an answer.

It was only in the day-to-day breathing and rest that he gradually realized that a turning point was coming.

On this day, the maid was still delivering the letter, but there was an old man standing next to the maid. The old man was dressed in gorgeous fairy clothes, with dazzling fairy charm, showing extraordinary cultivation and status. However, at the same time, he was already extremely old. Even as an immortal who should live as long as the heaven and earth in theory, he was also filled with the breath of a dying person.

The appearance of the old man surprised the Lord of Heaven.

"Mr. Zhen? Why are you here?"

"I came..." As he spoke, the old man became more hunched and couldn't stop coughing slightly, "I came to ask when those two useless boys of mine can come back..."

The Lord of Heaven couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "Mr. Zhen, I told you before that Zhen Yue and Zhen Yuan had to build the Honghuang Qianxingtai during their rotation in Mingzhou, and they couldn't come back for a hundred years. They are the main force of the project and can't get away."

The old man whispered: "But how come they haven't sent back even a letter in these years..."

The Lord of Heaven said: "Maybe it's because of the busy project, it's more likely that The opportunity of pulling the star has brought the key to the breakthrough. I told you long ago that those two people have good talents and are expected to become Golden Immortals..."

"Alas." The old man shook his head and coughed a few times, saying, "Those two guys don't have the fate of Golden Immortals. I just hope that they can practice at home in peace. The Zhen family has become more and more deserted in recent years. Some time ago, even the letters from the third son stopped. He is a wonderful Golden Immortal and the backbone of the family, but he has been away from home for a hundred years. He conspires with the second son of the Xi family all day long, alas..."

The Lord of the Heavenly Court patiently listened to the old man's nagging until a long time later, the old man said.

"My Lord, the Zhen family is willing to dedicate everything to the Heavenly Court. As long as the old days can be brought back, no one in the Zhen family will frown. So, if you need me, just call my name. I have lived too long..."

After the old man left, the Lord of Heaven sighed, shook his head, and temporarily put the jade book on the table, not in a hurry to sign it.

When Wang Luo took the time to look, he saw that the urgent jade book clearly said...

The Immortal Alliance has broken through the Mozhou defense line and requested the Lord to immediately activate the Mingzhou Blood Furnace to refine billions of lives into blood bombs to pollute the leading Dinghuang City.

A few paragraphs of text made Wang Luo horrified.

Mingzhou Blood Furnace? Billions of lives turned into blood bombs? This...

"This is a secret that only the Golden Immortals and above can know. Those rotating immortal officials who defected are completely unaware of it." The Lord of Heaven did not intend to hide anything. "In fact, as the catalyst of the blood bomb, they cannot know it. According to the original plan, if one day your Immortal Alliance's pioneering work crosses the dividing line between the left and right of the sky, it means that the conventional means of confrontation have failed, and the killing move must be activated."

Wang Luo asked: "That is to refine all the Xinheng, and then..."

The Lord of Heaven chuckled and said: "In theory, it should be quite effective. While your battle line is the longest, directly throw the blood bomb over, which can break through your Dinghuang barrier, smash Dinghuang City, spread a terrible plague, and take the lives of hundreds of millions and billions of people, so that you dare not dare to think about pioneering again within a hundred years, and it may even disintegrate the Immortal Alliance structure in one fell swoop, causing you to have endless internal strife."

Wang Luo was silent for a long time and said: "But you have always rejected this plan."

The Lord of Heaven said: "Because it is meaningless, this kind of losing-lose situation is meaningless. Even if this plan really works, it will only slow down your pace for a hundred or two hundred years. The strategic trend of one and another will not change. On the contrary, it will not change." There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides. Besides, my death is not far away, and I don’t want to see the world remain the same after my death.”

After sighing, the Lord of Heaven then said: "Besides, except for old people like Zhen, no one really cares about the Blood Furnace Project. Mozhou's defense line has been broken, so it stands to reason that I should keep emergency military documents here every day. , but except for the maid of the Zhen family, no one has actually warned me, because no one believes that heaven can return to its former glory. "

"Of course, it's a good thing not to believe. Those who are stubborn are either those crazy people who took away Shi Suying's body, or they are old people like Zhen who are so old that they are confused. Compared with them, I would rather see some quick-thinking people. People, such as those rotating immortal officials who took the initiative to become rich in the Immortal League."

Hearing this, Wang Luo suddenly had some enlightenment.

"That Mr. Zhen..."

The Lord of Heaven said: "It doesn't matter, I will personally send him on his way later. When I first inherited the Immortal Law and was elected as the Lord of Heaven, I encountered many difficulties. During this period, I received a lot of help from Mr. Zhen... He said that I look very much like his descendant in the mortal world. Unfortunately, to this day, I still don’t know what that descendant looks like or even whether he really exists. In short, I owe him a favor. I don’t intend to leave part of the debt to you. Moreover, although he is old and confused, he is a golden immortal after all. After today’s meeting, he should be enlightened and prepared. "

With that said, the Lord of Heaven turned back to look at Wang Luo.

"You have almost rested in the past few days, and you can go back. Tell Lu Zhiyao my plan, and she will arrange the rest... If the arrangement is not good, you can help her."

Hearing this, Wang Luo realized that the two parties were probably going to say goodbye, and even though he had been prepared for this goodbye, he still had mixed emotions for a while. But the other party smiled and said: "I really don't want the scene to be too pretentious, so let's say goodbye in a simple and affordable way in the end. I should have given this to you a long time ago, but I was somewhat reluctant to part with it. I kept it until today, and it has finally arrived. When you let go...use it well."

While talking, the Lord of Heaven took out a book, which was golden and simple in style. The words on the cover are extremely familiar.

Ascension record.

"The eighty-third generation master of Lingshan will now officially pass on this Ascension Record to you."