I am immortal

In a separate courtyard in Zhongzhou Fucheng.

"Hahaha, why do you have to be so polite, sir?"

"If you have free time, then I will naturally go and see the scenery of Zhongzhou that you mentioned."

"Just listening to your description, I am already happy in my heart, but I am not very yearning for it. But you also know that I am busy with official duties, and my daily arrangements have been prepared. I have woken up since the sunrise and the morning dew is born. , I can only rest at the third watch of the night, but I don’t know when and what day I can go and take a look.”

"It is our great fortune that His Highness is so diligent."

"It is also a blessing to the people of the world!"

"Hahaha, why do you talk like those sycophants?"

A handsome man was holding a scroll and was chatting with a dignified man. He talked about various elegant things in Zhongzhou. He laughed and praised him from time to time. After a while, the dignified man stood up and left. The handsome young man said with a smile: "Your official business You are busy, and I am here this time just for some personal matters, so I won’t keep you here.”

The voice paused, and then joked: "Otherwise, you will be accused of colluding with local officials, and it will be difficult for me to deal with you."

The majestic man smiled and said: "Everyone in the world knows that His Majesty attaches great importance to His Royal Highness."

"We are not afraid of slanted shadows when we are upright, so we don't have to worry about this."

The young man said: "You still have to be a little cautious."

The majestic man laughed a few times and cupped his hands: "Hahahaha, of course, Your Highness doesn't need to see you off anymore, please leave."

The young man stood up and smiled and watched the man go away. Then he sat down peacefully, holding a scroll in his hand and raising his head. He didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said calmly: "Is everything done?"

"yes."

"Take it out and take a look."

A young man who was more feminine than a man walked out, bowed and saluted, poured tea for the prince, and then bowed back again.

When he turned it out again, he was holding a tray in his hand.

On the tray, store something.

It was a roll of white silk, with names written in black characters on it. They were left by the army. The last one was - Cen Yungui, who was fifty-five years old and joined the army at sixteen. He traveled around the world and lived through the seven years of Tianlong. The Battle of Mobei, the Battle of the Fissure in the Demon Kingdom, the battle to quell the invasion of the Suzaku Tribe in the South...accumulated military exploits, accumulated one hundred and sixty-three demon heads in the military tent, and was called the Iron Cavalry Captain for his martial arts, and wore heavy armor. , wielding a sword to conquer the world.

Next to the brief introduction of the name, there is a pen and a small cinnabar.

The prince picked up his pen and looked at the name. He didn't know what he was feeling. He said, "I was born in commoners, but I am able to accumulate martial arts and become a cavalry captain. I can't help but say that I am a loyal and brave person, but I don't know the military orders."

"But I don't know whose family is in this world!"

"Still a bit stupid."

He picked up the pen and erased the name.

What this means is that the name Cen Yungui, this man who has fought for his family and country for forty years, escaped from death countless times, fought in bloody battles, drank and sang countless times, has made the Herding Horse Demon Kingdom no longer exist. Personal will has no ability to resist at this time.

The prince put down his pen and waved his hand.

Then the young man with a feminine appearance unfolded the picture.

This roll of white silk was unfolded, with various members' names written on them.

From a general of the Yunqi Army to a small soldier, they were all densely packed, all of them had great achievements in battle, but they were all erased with a cinnabar pen.

There are red marks all over the white silk.

That's all.

"Twenty-seven, this is the last one."

"The rest are all dead."

The handsome young man nodded and said casually: "By the way, where are the families of these people?"

The feminine man bowed with a smile and said: "Except for some smart ones who never had any family members, the rest have all died. The wife's family, father's family, mother's family, and those who were close to each other have all been dealt with. We If you do it, you won’t leave any hands or feet behind, so Your Highness can rest assured.”

The prince smiled and scolded: "You don't need to tell me about this matter. You just have to deal with it yourself."

"Hearing "Plain Bai" made people feel sympathy in their hearts. Maybe they couldn't drink for several days and couldn't sleep well."

"Aren't you here to share my worries?"

The feminine young man replied: "This matter needs to be personally penned by His Highness."

The prince said: "Haha, you and I have grown up together since we were young. You also know that I hate such trivial things the most. You just need to help me share the burden. Ahem, stop talking about these boring things. This palace is asking about the [Ode to Dapeng], have you collected it?"

"Father, he wants to change the name of the year and call it the new year of the people. This article by a famous scholar has been my favorite for a long time."

"We came to Zhongzhou for this article. Haven't you picked it up yet?"

The feminine young man knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said: "Your Highness forgives me, I will give you a few more days..."

"Why kneel?"

"You are one of my own family members. You are different from those untouchables. Get up."

The prince smiled and asked his confidant to stand up. The latter naturally turned behind the prince and rubbed his shoulders.

The prince relaxed, raised his cup to drink tea, and said to himself leisurely: "This time I came to this land of Zhongzhou for two things."

"The first is to congratulate the saint for this piece of "Ode to Dapeng"."

"The second is for the two cousins ​​in this palace."

"After all, my cousin is the eldest son of my uncle. He cannot and cannot kill all of his subordinates and father. He can only take his time. My cousin cannot die, but he cannot walk around alive. This time in this palace , I have to take him back even if I have to force him, just for the reason of [congratulations to the saint]."

"As for my cousin..."

The prince lowered his eyes, thinking of how they played together when they were young, but then thinking of the prince's crown robe, he finally sighed and said:

"That's too smart. Tell me, what should I do?"

The feminine young man said: "I dare not say anything."

"If you dare not say it, then you already know it? Tell me."

"I don't dare."

"Well, why don't you dare? There are only you and me here. I will forgive you."

So the feminine young man in black clothes lowered his voice and said, "Make peace."

The prince raised his eyes and thought thoughtfully: "The marriage...yes, you can't kill him, and it may cause some trouble. It's better to just send him out for marriage. As for the marriage partner, if it is other small countries, he will be banned. My sister is controlling the government and jeopardizing my chances. It just so happens that my father seems to have plans to make peace with the Demon Kingdom..."

"Let's find an excuse to marry to the demon country and get married."

"The sky is high and the road is far away, so being smart is of no use."

The feminine young man said: "Your Highness is wise and kind."

He raised his eyes slightly and seemed to remember something very interesting again, so he whispered in the prince's ear.

The prince sighed sadly and said: "What you said is correct. If he was more ruthless, he would be like this... The father I mentioned died because of those three demon kingdoms. So, as you said, if I married her to a certain demon kingdom back then, Lord of the Demon Kingdom, tell me what my cousin, who is smart and decisive and as decisive as a man, will do?"

"Killing himself in shame."

"Or will you endure humiliation and live an ignoble existence for the sake of the stability of the world?"

"Or assassinate the leader of the demon kingdom on the night of the wedding night?"

Holding the tea cup, he suddenly seemed a little complicated and said, "However, it's better not to talk about such things again."

"No matter what, I will not marry her to the Demon Kingdom for marriage."

"I can't do it."

Then the feminine young man seemed to sigh, regretting after all.

Then he knelt down, kowtowed and said:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for lying."

The prince said: "I asked you to say it. There is no one else here. What crime do you have? Get up."

He held the tea and finally said: "When I was young, I used to play with my cousins. At that time, my father and uncle had a harmonious relationship with each other. When my father made mistakes, it was always his uncle who spoke out. Guess, when the plum blossoms were in full bloom, I was playing with my cousin on my back under the tree, while my cousin was only studying there."

"When I was young, I was always immature and thought that our relationship could last forever."

"How could you have imagined that this would be the case?"

"Although I won't send her to those three demon kingdoms for marriage, I can't tolerate her in the imperial city."

"My brother can't bear to imprison his cousin, and he can't bear to marry his sister to the wilderness, but the prince has to do this. After all, I will imprison Erlang in the palace, and then marry my cousin to our country. Among the benevolent monsters."

Suddenly his body moved slightly.

The state official just walked out of the courtyard, his steps steady.

For a moment, they all had the illusion that the hair on their backs stood up, as if there was some kind of cold sharp blade pressing against their hearts. Even within the realm of the human race, the boundless human destiny seemed to be unable to resist it at all. At this moment, the entire courtyard fell into silence, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of his own heartbeat.

But this feeling came and went as quickly as it came, disappearing almost instantly.

The prince lowered his eyes and looked at the ripples of tea in the teacup.

What was that just now...

Illusion?

When my heart was palpitating, I suddenly heard bursts of crying, and my expression changed slightly, so I got up and hurried back to the inner courtyard. Several maids and guards brought from the palace were groveling and waiting for someone. A crying child. The child was only a few years old. He was not very old. He was the youngest son of the current emperor.

"Brother, brother."

"I, I'm scared, wuwuwuwu..."

The child cried loudly and ran to hug the prince.

The prince was very tolerant of the child and said, "What's wrong?"

This man who could have become the father of the next generation of emperors was still just a child at this moment. He was holding his eldest brother's knees and crying loudly, unable to speak clearly. It was not until a long time later that he was comforted and stopped crying. He sobbed softly and said, "Brother Emperor, I just had a dream, a very bad dream."

"I dreamed that I found a bird, and then I dreamed that the bird suddenly spread its wings and flew so high."

"I also dreamed that I found a small snake. It was only as thick as a finger at first, and it wrapped itself around my wrist and played with it. Suddenly it became very tall, but..."

The child started crying again and said: "Suddenly I saw a man holding a sword and cutting off the birds and dragons that flew into the sky. The blood was all over me. I was frightened, and then I cried. Wake up."

If you don't sing, it will be a blockbuster.

If you don't fly, you will soar into the sky.

Such a strange dream made the prince's expression change slightly, but he still suppressed the changes in his heart. He just squatted down to comfort his younger brother and said with a smile: "The dream is just a dream, it's nothing, don't think too much. "

He stretched out his hand to wipe his brother's tears, but was stunned.

There was a slight wound on the child's temple, not big, but real.

There was a slight pause.

Then the prince reacted instantly and said angrily:

"Come on, come on!"

"There is a traitor!!!"

………………

The thief-killing sword in Qi Wuhuo's palm roared.

He used his sword to strike across the prince's beam of luck, and just tried it once. Sure enough, the confrontation of luck actually had little to do with distance.

And this [Killing Thief Sword], which also comes from the will of all living beings and a ray of vitality, has the same restraint as fire burning ice against the fate of humanity, which is almost the same but two ways of condensation. In other words, It is the characteristic of mutual restraint and mutual ablation, but because of this, it can break the extremely strong defense of human luck and avoid most of the backlash of luck.

But even so, it is still just to avoid rather than ignore.

His wrist was in severe pain from the shock. The Thieves Killing Sword seemed to be extremely passionate. It only cut once, but it had no effect. After all, this sword was just trying to condense the luck. The luck was not pure, and compared to the prince's powerful luck beam, Said it was too weak.

The young Taoist put the thieves-killing sword into its scabbard.

"As expected."

"Even if I try my best, I can't possibly cause any harm to the prince."

"After all, it is imitated from the internal logic of human destiny. If you want to use the principle of human destiny [protect] to complete the concept of this thief-killing sword [kill], isn't it the opposite?"

"You still have to think of other ways."

He placed the sword beside him.

I mentioned the files and classics again, and went to the bookshelf to get more information I wanted to know.

With the help of luck just now, he glimpsed the roll of white silk full of ink marks and cinnabar.

At this moment, he should have put the sword into the sword case and continued to read the classics, but there seemed to be a lingering feeling in the young Taoist's heart. He always felt that some things should not be like this. Why are they like this? The old man who had been drinking poisonous wine for seven years once fought his way into the demon kingdom and fought bloody battles until both of his legs were severed.

Shouldn't he enjoy his old age?

Isn't he a hero?

Thirteen stick monks burned the relics to open the way forward, six hundred sword cultivators were relieved and transformed, and ten thousand cavalry fought until the end. Only twenty-seven people were left, and these twenty-seven people, unknown to anyone, drank seven drinks alone. Years of poisonous wine, watching seven years of spring and autumn, drinking poisonous wine at night, looking at the sword, tears streaming down my face many times, and the souls of more than three million people.

The young Taoist stood quietly for a while.

He put down the tome he picked up again.

He raised his right hand and rested it on the hilt of the sword again.

Lift the sword.

The little peacock asked doubtfully: "Aqi? Isn't it impossible to do it?"

The young Taoist replied seriously: "It's not that it can't be done, it can't be done, it's not that it can't be done."

"It just occurred to me."

"Can't do it and whether to do it or not don't seem to be the same thing. If you can't do it, you seek external results. It's what the Master should do."

“And to do or not to do it is to seek me within.”

"I'm not trying to make it happen, I just want to do it."

When the young Taoist held the sword in his hand, the sword roared violently in the scabbard.

"A cultivator should calm down and look around the world of mortals. But after I look around the world of mortals, if I still feel unjust, I should draw my sword."

"Since there is no king's law in sight, then use force to break the ban."

Holding the sword with five fingers, the Thief Killing Sword roared again. He lowered his eyes and the blue Taoist robe suddenly swayed.

The general outline of the Hunyuan Sword Code circulates in my heart.

The husband's sword cuts off the seven emotions internally, and cuts off the ordinary mind externally.

The left hand is holding the scabbard, and the right hand is holding the hilt. When exerting a slight force, force is exerted on the waist, then the shoulders, elbows, and wrists. The blade of the sword rubs against the scabbard, making a low, clanking sound. The young Taoist's eyes are calm, and he draws the sword. Suddenly, it exploded, and there seemed to be red luck on the sword. Looking at the prince's luck beam from a distance, he followed the method taught by the fortune teller and slashed it away.

Or maybe it's to send away the destiny obsession on this sword.

[Kill the evil party in the world and kill the ghosts in the underground]

The other courtyard where the Prince and His Highness were temporarily staying was in complete chaos. Strong warriors with strong armor quickly gathered, as well as Buddhist and Taoist practitioners. The Prince's eyes were cold and he raised his hand to draw his sword, while the young man lurked behind the scenes. Long Wei, on the other hand, was vigilant with his sword in hand and lowered his voice: "Is this a battle of luck?"

"Which prince is it?"

"Which county king is it still?"

"If you don't have such an identity and status, how can you gather this kind of luck and then attack?"

At this moment, a fierce and bloody energy suddenly burst out again.

Everyone's bodies seemed to freeze.

The prince suddenly raised his head. In his eyes, he saw that the sky suddenly turned red. He seemed to see a bloody sword light coming towards his human destiny. He seemed to hear the roar of countless people. The prince recognized this Being a human being, he relaxed and subconsciously shouted majestically: "Traitor, do you know that I am the son of the Emperor?"

"Since you are a descendant of our human race, how dare you do something wrong like this!"

"Why don't you retreat quickly!!"

Raise your hand to mobilize your human luck to attack and block him.

Like a jade seal.

Make everyone you see and those you suppress kneel down.

Die!

But this time, the destiny of humanity that could resist Taoist magical powers and Buddhist magic was shattered.

That bloody energy fell.

It is constantly offset by human luck, but its momentum never stops.

boom! ! !

A violent wave of air exploded, and the courtyard was almost submerged. The prince's expression suddenly changed, as if he had never expected such a change. He took a step back, fighting for luck, but at that moment he only felt a tragic air force that made him Heart palpitations made his eyes blurry, as if a rough voice was roaring something in his ears, but he couldn't hear it.

The sound was too weak.

But there are too many, too complicated.

My mind went blank and time moved rapidly.

Blood flowed and fell, and the prince's shoulder was injured by the backlash of luck.

The Luck Light Pillar is still powerful.

That strange blood-colored destiny was shattered by the prince's own human destiny. Even so, the aura that struck him like a knife without any regard for loss, even though it was only for a short moment, actually There was a tragic demeanor, the prince's breathing was rapid, and the previous roll of white silk was raised in the air, torn into pieces, and scattered in all directions.

There is still some sunshine left.

The names erased by the cinnabar can still be seen through the cinnabar in the sunlight, like figures stained with blood.

They came wearing armor and holding swords, shouting like this -

Now the prince finally heard the noisy, weak but powerful roar, which seemed to burst out from the thunder and fire, roaring with blazing anger and unwillingness——

Kill the thief!

Kill the thief! ! !

Wow!

The white silk was swept by the strong wind and danced in all directions. Names were scattered in all directions, and the setting sun was like blood.

There seems to be a sword like the light of the sky and the sea of ​​clouds.

The luck is condensed, like a sword falling down, pointing directly at the prince.