I am a snake, so it is reasonable for me to teach a group of demons.

The twelfth year of Fuling, the first day of March.

The drizzle was as soft as butter, and the grass looked far away but not near.

In the kitchen of Xia's restaurant in the small town, the tall female shopkeeper with a white paper lotus on her head threw a ball of noodles she had just cut into the boiling water pot.

Without any sign, the ball of noodles suddenly solidified in mid-air.

The boiling water bubbles rolling in the pot and the lingering hot air all solidified.

The sound of wind, rain, and the noisy noise of the diners in the lobby in front suddenly disappeared.

The female shopkeeper's beautiful eyebrows slightly twisted, grabbed a scarf to wipe her hands, and came to the lobby.

The male and female diners in the hall were motionless like stone statues.

An old man kept smoking a dry pipe, with two columns of smoke coming out of his nostrils.

A man kept picking noodles, and it seemed as if a Milky Way was hanging on his chopsticks.

Some people held the bowl with both hands to drink the noodle soup, and their faces were covered with fine beads of sweat.

A woman squatted under the eaves of a restaurant, helping her child urinate, and the calf squirted out a stream of crystal clear water.

The female shopkeeper came to several diners who often bought on credit but never paid, untied the money bags tied around their waists, and

""Pa pa pa~"

After collecting the principal and interest, she slapped everyone in the face. The female shopkeeper walked out of the restaurant, raised her head and looked up at the sky.

Above the dome, a brilliant light fell straight down to the earth.

"This is... the breath of an immortal decree?!" the female shopkeeper said in shock.

……

Xijian Lane in the small town.

In a small loess courtyard.

Old Liutou, who had a rare day off after the rain, was sitting alone on a small bench under the eaves, drinking by himself.

The old man who had just picked up a piece of braised beef suddenly turned his head and looked.

The drizzle falling from the sky froze in mid-air.

In the rain, a few flying sparrows were motionless.

""Haha!"

Old Liu threw away his chopsticks.

The chopsticks and the beef slices were suspended in the air.

Coming to the courtyard, the old man looked up.

In his two cloudy eyes, a bright ball of light was reflected, which was falling rapidly from the sky.

"The immortal decree, I finally got it."

……

In the blacksmith shop in Jifeng Lane, a small town , the charcoal fire was red, and the choking green smoke was lingering.

The sound of iron hammering was endless.

Dozens of blacksmiths in shorts and bare-chested swung their hammers and hit the red sword blades again and again.

Under the edge of the shop, the short and stocky Han Ying held a bronze mirror in one hand and gently touched the three lonely hairs on his head with the other hand.

""It actually works to soak your hair with ginger water, red dried pepper, star anise, prickly ash, bay leaf, cumin and other spices!"

Han Ying said excitedly,"On holidays, I, Han, can also have thick, black, beautiful hair."

The sound of iron hammering suddenly disappeared.

Han Ying frowned and turned his head to look.

In the dim shop, billions of sparks bloomed and condensed between the hammer and the sword.

It was like a sea of stars.

Dozens of men looked like sculptures, with streams hanging on their naked, muscular upper bodies.

Han Ying put down the bronze mirror and walked out of the shop.

He looked up at the blazing light that was falling straight into the world of the living.

After a dozen breaths, Han Ying slowly raised his right arm.

He held up the scorching sun.

……

The twelfth year of Fuling, the second day of the third month.

Zhoushan Cliff Terrace.

Zhu Jiuyin sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, his head lowered.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Perhaps even Zhu Jiuyin himself did not know.

It was a bright spring day, with grass growing and birds flying, but Zhu Jiuyin had long been tired of the spring scenery.

Footsteps came from afar.

Zhu Jiuyin slowly raised his head and opened his tired eyes.

Old Liutou came up with a straw target full of candied haws.

"Hey, Ancient God, do you still recognize me?"

Zhu Jiuyin said expressionlessly:"I am not suffering from Alzheimer's disease."

""Hehe."

With a vulgar laugh, Old Liu squatted down, sat cross-legged, and then pulled out the brass pipe stuck in his waist, puffing out smoke.

"Ancient God, this country's national teacher wants to provoke you and Zhaoyao……"

Zhu Jiuyin interrupted,"I already know about this."

Old Liutou asked,"What does the ancient god want?"

Zhu Jiuyin said with deep eyes,"I hope that all the immortals will come to attack us."

"After all... loneliness is like snow."

Old Liu:"……"

"Ancient God, for the first time, you killed hundreds of thousands of people in a county and shattered the destiny of a country for the sake of the child of the Chen family in Wuyi Lane."

"The second time was on the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month last year. For that girl, he killed tens of thousands of warriors from another country."

"The two actions that went against the will of heaven caused countless dead souls to complain.

Zhu Jiuyin said calmly,"So what?"

Old Liutou answered the question irrelevantly,"A truly strong person is willing to use the freedom of the weak as a boundary."

"Heh~"

Zhu Jiuyin smiled faintly,"You think I'm a strong man?"

Old Liutou nodded heavily,"Of course!"

Zhu Jiuyin:"Then why can't I be free?"

Old Liutou:"……"

"Ancient God, you have gone against the will of heaven twice, and have caused this little heaven on earth to burst."

"The plan of the national teacher of this country is doomed to fail, because I have used my own merits to repair the cracks in the way of heaven."

Zhu Jiuyin narrowed his red eyes slightly, without saying a word.

"Alas."

Old Liutou sighed lightly,"I was hoping for a few words of gratitude and praise from you."

In front of Zhu Jiuyin, Old Liutou took out a scroll from his sleeve.

The scroll was filled with a mysterious aura, and it was obviously not an ordinary thing.

Zhu Jiuyin blurted out:"The Immortal's Decree~"

……

Looking at the hunched back of Old Liutou walking away,

Zhu Jiuyin retracted his gaze and opened the scroll.

The scroll, or more precisely, the Immortal Edict

""Three thousand years~"

Zhu Jiuyin murmured.

There were only three iron-painted and silver-hooked characters on the immortal edict,"Three thousand years", strong and soft.

As long as Zhu Jiuyin could safely imprison himself in the Zhoushan Cave for three thousand years, the six-character mantra of the three great celestial masters of Xuanmen, as well as the statue of the Immortal Emperor, the Jianmu sacred tree and other sealed objects would return to the heaven.

Then Zhu Jiuyin would be free.

In the sky and on the ground, in the underworld and in the world of the living.

The three thousand worlds, anywhere can be reached.

The immortal edict is the will of the great heaven, that is, the will of heaven.

Three thousand years is three thousand years.

Not a day more, not a breath less.

After pondering for a long time, Zhu Jiuyin bit his index finger and wrote the two words"Nanzhu" in the lower right corner of the immortal edict.

Slowly, under Zhu Jiuyin's gaze, the two words"Nanzhu" gradually disappeared.

""Heaven's will... has spirit~"

Zhu Jiuyin wrote again.

He wrote down the three characters 'Zhu Jiuyin'.

It was as if a seal or mark had been left.

This time, the three characters 'Zhu Jiuyin' did not disappear.

It was as if a contract had been established, and the 'three thousand years' on the immortal decree slowly faded away.

New characters were generated, and it was a countdown.

"Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, eleven months and twenty-nine days, and eleven hours."

The system panel suddenly appeared in front of me.

There was a new countdown.

【Countdown: 2999 years, 11 months and 29 days,

23:58:44】

"Three thousand years!"

A rare blood-red color appeared on Zhu Jiuyin's desolate face.

"Soon, very soon we will be able to walk out of this cold, lonely and deep cave!"

……

On the fifth day of the third month in the twelfth year of Fuling, in the Liangzhou of Wei State, Tongqiu Town was under the jurisdiction of Jintong Prefecture.

Under the blue sky, a crane flew past quickly and headed straight for Changliu Village.

……

Ps: Chapter 2 will be finished around 11am, and Chapter 3 around 2am.

I have to stay up late again. Tomorrow is Monday. I feel so worried when I think about the thousands of screws.