I am immortal

That knife is often carried by people in Jinzhou, because there are many wild animals in Jinzhou, and they are used to hunt and eat them, and can be used to cut meat; because Jinzhou is prosperous and has picturesque scenery everywhere, it can be used to dig mountain roads, and it can be used to cut meat. He put the flower branch in his mouth and bit it, and now, this knife has gone through troubled times, and even killed victims who were driven crazy by hunger.

Now held in the hands of the seventh prince, it pierced through the layers of splendid clothes and penetrated straight into the emperor's chest.

The seventh prince's eyes were scarlet, and the image of his father playing with him when he was young flashed before his eyes. At that time, he was still young, riding on his father's shoulders, dancing with a wooden sword, saying that he wanted to become the greatest king in the world. Heroes, great heroes, don't be emperors, be generals, now they all disappear.

As determined as he was, his face was also full of tears.

His short sword pierced the emperor's chest directly and came out from behind.

Within three steps, the leader of the military strategist was already the most decisive and powerful man in the world. Even if the Taoist master was hit at such a close range, it would only be a dead end. Then his luck changed drastically, which represented the qi of the fierce tiger in the military strategist. It suddenly burst out, and then naturally collapsed after several long and mournful screams.

Killing his father with his son and killing his king with his ministers, even if they were not successful, they still encountered a violent backlash from the charm of humanity itself.

All the human luck in his body disappeared in an instant.

The seventh prince was stunned. He seemed to have noticed something. He wanted to say something. He spat out blood from his mouth, and then fell down on his back. The eunuchs and imperial guards outside heard the movement, and when they rushed in, they saw this extremely impactful scene. The seventh prince fell to the ground, a tattered knife spinning on the light white jade ground and fell silent. The saint sat on the ground holding his chest, his face turned pale.

All the eunuchs and imperial guards turned pale for a moment, and their brains were at a loss for a while. They didn't know anything. The emperor covered the wound, waved his hand, and said in a slow tone: "...Old Seventh was fascinated by the demon clan. Take control."

"Take him down and lock him in Guantian Palace, and let him calm down."

"promise!"

"As the New Year approaches and the people begin to change, if something like this happens, it will inevitably make people feel uneasy."

"This matter will be handled in secret."

"yes……"

"Back off."

So the emperor was the only one left in the side hall. He took out the elixir and drank it. The paleness of his face stopped slightly. However, in the empty hall, footsteps came again. The proud and calm emperor's expression changed slightly, and he knelt down on the ground, turned around, and kowtowed.

"That doesn't have to be the case. You've done a good job."

The voice was calm and calm, but with a touch of indifference. A man wearing ordinary white clothes walked out. He was barefoot and had a wooden hairpin. His eyes were calm, but he also looked like an emperor. He said lightly: "You are also very good at acting, but it's a pity that There are some mistakes, and the real emperor will not explain them to others."

The 'Emperor' kowtowed and bowed again, confessing his guilt.

The emperor in white clothes said calmly: "However, it's just imprisonment. It seems that you have been too devoted when you were my substitute these years. Do you still want to leave him a way out in the end?"

"Do you really think you are his father?"

So the 'emperor' who had been stabbed looked pale, with majestic features, but there was a faint look of pleading.

The man in white said calmly:

"It's just that the temperament of my seventh son is still the same as before."

"Being able to make such a decision can actually satisfy his military ambitions. It is a good thing that he can bear this sword."

"If he didn't stab him with this sword, how could he achieve hegemony? How could he truly be called the [leader of the military situation]?"

"It's only now that this chess piece has been truly made."

He walked to the door of the hall, looked calmly into the distance, held a handful of grain in his hand, opened his hand, and birds fell down one by one and pecked in his palm. His eyes were calm, and he was obviously just wearing white clothes. , but like a fierce general wearing armor with thousands of troops behind him, he said to himself:

"I have no involvement in the affairs of Jinzhou. I just want to see how many people can be caught..."

"The world only knows the military situation."

"Who knows my military strategy?"

"It's just three million people."

"However, your 'defense' just now was so affectionate. How much of your struggle when you were facing the highest position of power was an act, and how much of it came from your sincerity?"

When he turned to leave, he said calmly: "You can commit suicide."

The 'Emperor' looked pale. After kowtowing, he took out a pill, which glowed brightly, and swallowed it into his belly. His face showed a look of pain. In an instant, it burned naturally and turned into flying ashes, which no longer existed. After a while, the hall was cleaned, the tables were placed, and the files were spread out. There was another emperor, in high spirits, as if he had never been injured, sitting there, looking through the files.

………………

Day and night rotate, and it is night in the bustling capital.

When the last watch of the day was played, the military spy opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and strode out, he saw the two maids still waiting, so he said in a deep voice: "I dare you to ask , His Highness has not returned today?”

The plump and graceful one among them replied: "It's not returned. General, this is..."

The military spy's expression changed slightly.

As he was about to go out, two maids blocked the way and said, "His Highness asked you to wait."

When the two of them took action, they both showed quite superb methods, and they had a hint of Taoist energy. It was obvious that these two maids also had extraordinary backgrounds, but at such a close range, they were captured by the military spy in just an instant. , his tone was indifferent, and he said: "What His Highness said yesterday was, [wait for him to come back today]."

"His Royal Highness did not return yesterday, so things have changed."

Putting down the arms of the two women, the military spy ran out quickly, following his special sense of the sword, and found the old man and the young man today. The old man was stroking the sword, and he was filled with surprise and uncertainty. , he felt his wrist move, and the sword roared in its sheath.

The military spy had arrived, and the sword naturally flew out and fell into his hand.

A unique charm of the military strategist fell into the mind of the military strategist along with the last brief instructions left by the seventh prince.

The secret military agent comforted the old man and the young man, and then asked about what happened today. After listening, he asked the child where the Seventh Prince had gone today, and there was a strong and clear emotion on his face. Fluctuation, said simply and neatly: "You come with me."

He took the old man and the young man directly to the Fourth Prince's Mansion located far away, very quickly, and then knocked on the door. The Fourth Prince asked him to come in even before he went to bed. When he saw him, the Fourth Prince asked him to come in. The prince was still full of energy and his clothes were intact. It was obvious that he was not ready to sleep.

"You are a military spy, what are you doing here?"

The military spy cupped his hands and said, "On the orders of His Highness Seventh, I came to join His Highness the Fourth."

The fourth prince's expression did not change, he just took a deep look at the military spy, and then said slowly: "Design? Some people said that Lao Qi suddenly entered the palace today and has not come out yet. It seems that you know something, and you will be the one to surrender today." Tell me everything."

The spy told the truth and raised the sword that contained the charm of the Seventh Prince.

The emotions on the fourth prince's face fluctuated several times, and he gritted his teeth and said, "He knows what happened in Jinzhou..."

The secret agent replied: "Yes, Your Highness knows today that there is an old father and young daughter from Jinzhou. Your Highness has made a decision from them. He is worried that after he takes action, the emperor will retaliate and eliminate these two people. With the power of the emperor, he only needs to With just one look, they will die silently. His Highness means that in this world, only the fourth prince can take them in."

The fourth prince said: "What a big hat..."

The secret agent was silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness once said that the prince has great ambitions but few talents."

"Although I have the ambition to flog the world, I still want to help the inner world."

"But incompetent."

"It would be foolish to hand over the war to him."

"If anything happens to him, the military will be in the hands of His Highness the Fourth Highness for the time being."

The fourth prince's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that he had close relationships with many civil servants from aristocratic families. If he had good relationships with military commanders and nobles, it would be equivalent to having the support of the civil and military ministers. By that time, although he was not a prince, he already had the potential of a prince. Weather, this is a great temptation.

Today's saints usually like to weigh things the most.

In order to check and balance himself, the seventh prince would not die.

Because the Seventh Prince does not die, he will naturally be the leader of the military strategists. Many martial artists will only hope that he will come out alive. Once the Seventh Prince, the leader of the military strategists, dies, then there will be changes in the military strategists in the world and the cavalry at the border. Under the mourning soldiers, they will definitely follow The seventh prince's final order is to serve the fourth prince.

This is a very dangerous matter and a very hot potato.

But the seventh prince was also convinced that the fourth prince would never be able to resist such a temptation.

The fourth prince, who was wearing a long robe and had always been known for his simplicity and elegance, was quiet for a long time and said:

"As expected of the leader of the military strategist, everyone in the world has misjudged me as my younger brother."

"It doesn't matter, I will take care of you."

"Let's take the grandfather and grandson down and have a good night's rest first."

The military spies bowed and then retreated.

The fourth prince Li Hui stroked this priceless sword with his palm and suddenly laughed at himself: "Lao Qi has a strong and decisive personality, which is different from mine. Sometimes I really envy him. I knew these things three years ago, but... I just assessed the situation and knew that I was definitely no match for my father."

"I told myself that I would find out the truth one day, but now I will hide in secret."

He put the sword on the table and laughed at himself:

"But is this statement true, or is it just deceiving my own conscience so that I can feel at ease without having to confront my father and be the fourth prince with a world-famous literary reputation?"

"Every time I see what my eldest brother has done, I see people in Jinzhou being displaced."

"As long as you tell yourself in your heart that what you are doing is for the sake of the overall situation, just hide your edge for the time being. Only when you see my brother today do you know what the difference between what I am doing and running away is?"

"All these years, I have been hiding my edge in order to find out the truth."

"It's better to hide your edge, cultivate your wings, and then find out the truth."

"One is targeted, and the other is just to comfort myself. I can't tell the difference anymore."

He pressed his sword with his palm, closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, muttering to himself: "Lao Qi has a direct character. After knowing such information, after several struggles in his heart, he will inevitably choose to die together. Within three steps, the leader of the military strategist will be violent." Even if you try hard, there is a certain possibility of success..."

"If he really killed the saint, given his character, he would definitely kill himself."

"Killing thieves for the sake of the world, and then killing myself for killing my father, the world first, and then me."

"Like a cavalry charge, there is no way out from the beginning."

"If he has never been able to kill the saint, then I will be my backup to protect him from being killed secretly."

"With this plan, you can drag me down directly."

"The military situation, the sixteen-year-old leader..."

It seemed that this was the first day that the fourth prince met this younger brother who had gone to the border seven years ago. Looking outside, it was bright and the moon was like water, but it was a stable and peaceful day. There were no disturbances caused by the assassination of the emperor. , there was no sound of drums to wake up the people of the city, the fourth prince said:

"Now, it seems that Lao Qi has failed after all. He failed to kill the saint, but the saint temporarily imprisoned him because the leader of the military strategists and the commander-in-chief of the border could not move lightly."

The fourth prince breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he found that a trace of regret arose in his heart.

It's a pity that my brother never killed his father.

It is a pity that the younger brother, who is bound to be a world famous general, did not commit suicide.

I was horrified!

Subconsciously holding the sword, there was a clang of the sword. The fourth prince looked at the sky outside with deep eyes. He suddenly thought of the experiences of his father and uncle, and thought of the blood-soaked history books. Cold sweat broke out all over his back. The clothes were stained, and I didn't speak for a long time.

The three hundred and sixty squares in the capital are all extremely prosperous, and there are people at watch.

It's bitter cold in winter, so we meet each other and take a sip of wine to keep out the cold. They say that the sky is dry and things are dry, so be careful with the candles.

But said——

Another peaceful night!

……………………

"Ah...comfortable, comfortable..."

Yue Shiru stretched and yawned as he walked out of the Yang Yang Temple. He felt that even though he had slept in that luxurious place for a while and the soft bed was comfortable, for him, it was still a living place. This is the most comfortable place in the Taoist temple. I immediately took a shower and went to see the old Taoist master.

The old Taoist priest was sitting there.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin coughed and sat on one side holding the three yellow chickens, also sitting upright.

Yue Shiru smiled bitterly and just saluted, "I've met Grand Master's uncle."

Then he looked at the young Taoist who was serious, with his chest raised and his head raised, and he just cupped his hands and said:

"I've met my great uncle."

So the little Taoist smiled happily and said: "Okay, okay!"

"Ahem, I mean, ah, Pindao said, Pindao said, my little disciple is good."

"I'll kill a chicken and make soup for you later."

So the three-yellow chicken in the little Taoist's arms stagnated, turned its head, stared at the little Taoist with big eyes, fluttered its wings, and ran away again. When the little Taoist saw the appearance, he jumped up anxiously and rushed towards him and said: "Ah, You, don’t run away, don’t eat, don’t eat!”

"Come back!"

Yue Shiru looked at his little uncle, feeling extremely helpless.

I had previously expressed my intention to come, and a pair of ancestors' pedigrees have been discovered. Although the lineage of Lian Yang Guan is small, it is directly passed down from the Chunyang Patriarch. The seniority is ridiculously high. It is the real person of my own family who came to see this little Taoist priest. Maybe I have to call him Junior Brother, and when I see this talented old Taoist priest, I have to call him Senior Uncle.

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Don't worry about him, he is still childish."

Yue Shiru said: "The innocent heart is really the seed of cultivation."

"Speaking of which, my uncle said last night that there is another person in the Sutra Pavilion next to here. Why hasn't he come back today?"

The old Taoist was stroking his beard, and his expression was extremely calm. He had the demeanor of an outsider. However, the little Taoist behind him who was chasing the three yellow chickens and shouting at him was really a bit corrupt, so he had to say: "He is just waiting for me." He was in the Lianyang Temple, but now he has been away for a long time, and I don’t know what his training is."

"I don't know why you are here, Shiru?"

"Ah, my disciples are here under the orders of their ancestors."

Yue Shiru smiled and said: "I have a sword on Daozong Mountain called Chunyang Sword. My Chunyang Sword master is Senior Sister Cui Yuanzhen, who is a born immortal. In this Lianyang Temple, it is in the name of Lianyang. To sharpen the ferocious nature of this fierce sword, the world seems to be undergoing great changes. The founder felt this, so he ordered his disciples to come and take this sword."

"Then we will look for the master of this sword."

"Oh? How do I get the sword?"

"The Patriarch naturally gave me the magic weapon."

Yue Shiru took out a white jade hook and said with a smile: "This thing was originally used by the ancestor to hang this sword. Everything has its own nature, and one thing will bring down another. Although the fierce character of this sword is powerful, it cannot escape this thing. , I just hold this object and call it out, it will be like the Patriarch himself coming here to call out, this sword will come back honestly."

He cupped his hand and said, "Please return the sword."

The sword hung downstairs, but there was no response.

Yue Shiru was startled, then bowed again: "Please return the sword!"

The sword only roared but did not move, as if it was mocking. Yue Shiru frowned slightly, bit his finger and spilled blood to stimulate the spirit of the treasure. Holding the treasure, according to the instructions of the real person, the voice of the learned ancestor yelled:

"Stubborn, come back!!!"

This sword was so fierce that it screamed endlessly. It flew out from the sheath without losing its ferocity and struck down directly. The light of the sword was so fierce that Yue Shiru's pupils shrank. He never thought that this sword, which had been refined for hundreds of years, could still be so domineering. .

I want to avoid it, but I can't avoid it. My face is pale, just waiting for death.

But a hand stretched out from the side and flicked his finger.

The sword immediately stopped, roared, and returned to the scabbard.

Extremely honest.

The wind stirred up the dust, and the sound of wind chimes kept ringing under the Taoist temple.

The little Taoist priest who finally caught the three-yellow chicken fell to the ground, raised his head, and said in surprise: "Ah, Uncle Qi, you are back?!"

Uncle Qi?

Yue Shiru turned around in shock, but he just felt a little chill. The hanging Taoist robe was stained with evil spirits. There were water cloud patterns on the blue Taoist robe, a sword box on the back, and a wooden hairpin on his black hair. His eyes were still calm. He recognized the young Taoist, and the latter also recognized the young Taoist. After leaving him, he raised his right hand and saluted, with a calm voice, the world behind him, and the purity in front of him, saying:

"meet again."

"A poor Taoist, Qi Wuzhuo."

The Taoist returns.