I am immortal

In a sudden change, the old Dragon King, who was supposed to be cut off from his dragon body in this life and sent to reincarnation in the underworld, actually crashed into the Dragon Slaying Platform instead of Ao Wulie, the dragon son who was raining random rain and disrupting the order of heaven and earth. For the sake of his son, he voluntarily gave up his chance of survival and took the initiative to assume the main responsibility.

Such a change made everyone speechless, and Mr. Lingmiao looked sad.

Previously, the rest of the land was only happy because Ao Liu did not have to be killed until his soul was shattered. Only Lingmiao knew what choice Ao Liu would make. He would not choose to survive while his son was pushed to the dragon-slaying platform, especially when a father After discovering that his son finally repented.

But Lord Taibai Xing looked at True Lord Tianyou.

With the latter's ability to defeat the Great Sage, the seriously injured True Dragon would not be his opponent.

If Tianyou wanted to stop him, he could hold Ao Liu down with just a raise of his hand.

Then let Ao Wulie go to the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

But this tall, majestic and almost ferocious god-general just lowered his eyes. Under the "bottom line" of the Arctic Exorcist Academy, he acquiesced to the old Dragon King's choice. The laws inside and outside the Six Realms each have their own order. The earth does not belong to heaven, but the person in heaven who is responsible for laws and punishments is the Supreme Judiciary.

It only involves the bottom line of [subverting the order of the six realms].

Lei Bu and Dou Bu can't solve it.

Only then will he go to the North Pole of Zhongtian and order the North Pole Exorcism Institute to dispatch.

Those involved in subverting order will be severely sentenced to maintain order.

As for the others, they are not within the responsibilities and goals of the Arctic Exorcist Academy.

No matter how severe the fighting is in the human world, it is still a matter of the human world. For example, what happened in Jinzhou, killing people in the demon kingdom is just like killing demons in the human race. The struggle of all spirits is also within the order of heaven and earth; if there are gods who act rashly, it is It is the responsibility of the Grand Heavenly Lord of Justice. When the ghosts and gods of the three realms dare to touch the most fundamental order of heaven and earth, they will be directly supervised by the Arctic Exorcist Academy.

From the Judicial Heavenly Lord, to the Lei Department, the Fighting Department, and finally to the Northern Emperor Ziwei, he sent the Exorcist Academy to come forward.

It's almost like adding layers of weight.

Reaching this point is equivalent to a death sentence in the human world.

After all, Tianyou still acquiesced to Dragon King Ao Liu's selfish desire to protect his son on the level of maintaining the bottom line.

The young Taoist suddenly raised his hand and wrote spiritual patterns in an instant.

He said softly: "Imperial order!"

Streamer changes.

Under the command of the edict, the life soul of the old Dragon King was briefly condensed.

The Heavenly Soul, Earthly Soul, and Seven Souls had already been shattered at the Dragon Slaying Platform.

Tianyou raised his eyes and looked at Qi Wulu. Lingmiao Gong and other land warriors, as well as Taibai Xingjun and other Arctic Exorcism Academy generals also looked at him. Tianyou said indifferently: "Dangmo, your edict cannot condense his soul." , there is only one life soul left among the three souls and seven souls, I will give you all your strength, but it is difficult to maintain the time of one stick of incense, what are you going to do?"

The young Taoist didn't answer.

The only thing people can say is curse and show off! Why didn't you show mercy when you made the verdict just now?

Although he is a judge, so what if he raises his pen a little? !

But no one dared to curse the North Pole to ward off evil spirits.

Tianyou had already seen what this young man was thinking.

Public is public, private is private, and the public must be killed. This time, Qi Wuhuo fully participated in the fight. He had seen the tragic death, and tried his best to damage his own foundation and consume three months of my lifespan, so he could barely survive. But even so, the casualties were very heavy. After Ao Liu was seriously injured, he did not report it to Penglai Si, but chose to pass it on to his son. He was guilty of dereliction of duty, and not killing was not enough to deal with the people of Zhongzhou.

But as an individual, after all, it is not only the heart of the Tao, but also the ruthlessness of the Tao.

This is why there is talk of disaster.

There is nothing more complicated than this. This is already a calamity. True Lord Tianyou said calmly:

"You have completed your duties, now you can retire."

Qi Wuhuo's Dao Jue moved slightly, saluted, and turned around to leave under the complex gazes of Arctic Exorcism and Earthly Ones. He used himself to maintain the edict, which made him no longer look like a judge, and deviated from the stance of the Arctic Exorcist Academy. , but it was he himself who made the decision.

Although everyone knew that even if Qi Wuhuo did something else, Tianyou would not allow it, but the young Taoist's judgment in his heart was indeed true. Even if he made his own decision, he would still kill the dragon.

The young Taoist walked away.

Tianyou lowered his eyes and looked at Ao Wulie, who was truly shaken by his verdict.

"What do you want to say?"

Ao Wulie looked at his father's corpse, his body trembling and tears streaming down his face. After a long time, he turned around on his knees and suddenly kowtowed heavily, gritted his teeth, and his eyes turned red:

"I, please 'live'!"

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Qi Wuhuo protected a little of Ao Liu's life soul, but the latter had not yet awakened briefly.

In the final analysis, this state is just like the reflection of a person after a serious illness in the human world. The place where the sentence was pronounced was actually the place where the earth ceremony was held. After escaping from the earth and standing on the top of the mountain, the young Taoist saw the faint light on the horizon. Although the sun was still bright, It has not yet risen, but the sky has already turned white, and you can see the black smoke rising from every village, but it has not completely dissipated.

Today was supposed to be New Year's Day.

But now there are only sad cries in the air, and a low hiss after crying without strength.

Because of the chaos of evil spirits and demons, mountains in Zhongzhou have collapsed and broken off. People who rely on these mountains must face a choice, whether to stay away from their hometown and the mountain fields that have been cultivated bit by bit for hundreds of years and become After leaving [Refugee], go to other cities to seek life, and start over bit by bit.

Living people have the sorrow of living people.

The dead don't have to think about this anymore.

The young Taoist walked along the mountain road and saw the broken earth temple, the village that had completely disappeared, the town that was torn directly from the middle by some kind of magical power, and the ground that was corroded by a certain kind of power. Strong traces of corrosion appeared, and the affected parts completely disappeared.

Looking from a distance, part of the city wall collapsed, blood was flowing, and the soldiers of Zhongzhou Fucheng were carried away. When Qi Wuhuo stood at the gate of Zhongzhou Fucheng, he saw countless men and women, old and young. Little, they cried and fell on those bloody figures.

They want to find something familiar.

But afraid of finding it.

But what scares me most is not being able to find them.

The young Taoist looked at the faces. They fought with the evil spirits infected by evil spirits to the end, and filled the cracks in the city wall with their flesh and blood. He saw them holding weapons and eyes wide with anger, the wind blew by, and the spears were like a forest. It was covered with blood, but the soldiers could not stand up. Only the wind blew by, and the rifles roared slightly, like roaring and roaring, fighting to the death.

But they all died.

In this battle, 70% of the 70,000 soldiers in Zhongzhou Fucheng were killed.

Although he is a soldier of the government, he has achieved the best performance since ancient times.

Black armor, white armor, and commoner.

"Where is my son?! Where is my son!!"

"Your son...died in battle."

"What about my grandson?"

"...died in battle too."

"No, it's impossible... I have three sons, three. There must be some of them alive, right? There must be some! Three! My old man died at the border. You can't say that all my sons are dead. Yes, right? There must be someone alive..."

"The disaster in Jinzhou didn't even save them. We relied on the rain to survive."

"It's impossible this time, it's impossible..."

A white-haired old woman held on to a man whose shirt was stained with blood. The latter looked pained. Finally, he lowered his head and searched among a pile of things. He took out three blood-stained waistbands and held them. For the first time, the gun hand trembled uncontrollably.

Those are the badges of those who died in war.

There were cries of misery and joy mixed with the joy of discovering that a loved one was still alive, making the sound noisy.

But when they saw the young Taoist, they all subconsciously moved out of the way.

Because they saw the people fighting with swords in the corridor, and saw the young man's desolate temples and his unsteady steps, the old woman suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled the young Taoist's sleeves, with sadness and longing in her eyes: "Taoist Master, my son They are all dead..."

"Did you kill the culprit?"

The young Taoist didn't know how to answer.

Is it Jidu? Jidu designed everything.

Is it the old Dragon King? He did not hand over the position to Penglai Si but to his son. Even though there were grievances and frame-ups, the order was out of balance and Zhongzhou almost fell, but it was also the truth...

But as Bei Bei said, do the sentient beings who died because of him also have grievances?

The old woman stretched out her hand and grabbed him tightly, but was finally pulled away by the soldier. She looked at the young Taoist priest and cried: "They didn't die in vain, did they? Didn't they die in vain?! That's right! Come on!" The soldier pulled away from the old woman and could feel the residual breath of the young Taoist after the fight, and said:

"Taoist Master, thank you very much...I saw you draw your sword."

"Thank you..."

"If it weren't for you, we might not have made it to the end."

"It's just that we paid some price after all."

"Yes, thank you."

The soldiers who were still alive thanked him. They could only pat the young Taoist on the shoulder to express their emotions. There were also blood stains on the Taoist robe. As he walked forward, he saw the previous vendor selling sesame cakes sitting against the wall. On the upper body, an arm was broken, and there was a very hideous wound on his face from his forehead to the corner of his mouth. He was already dying, his eyes gradually lost their light, and he held a mysterious sword in his arms.

His wife knelt beside him, sobbing.

"I said I wouldn't let you go..."

"Don't let..."

The three-year-old child held his father's finger: "Daddy, eat sesame cakes..."

The man's eyes were gradually losing focus, and his vision was blurry. He heard the sound of war drums again, the wind was blowing and flags were moving in front of him, and black armor was forming a forest.

Jiuzhou is brave and fierce, and the magic black armor is strong.

There are three thousand armored captains left.

Those who survived the war.

Only two hundred and thirty-seven people.

The rest all died in this battle.

No one retreated.

They did not break the oath they swore under the sword.

The black armor and black cloak call out the military trumpet to rescue, punish evil and support good, and protect the country and the people.

The young Taoist walked all the way, and he saved whatever he could with his innate energy. When he finally reached the old tree, due to excessive consumption, the gray hair on the temples seemed to be spreading, and his steps were already staggering. He sat at the chess game. Before, he said hoarsely: "Mr. Ao Liu, can you feel something..."

The life soul protected by him dispersed and turned into a faintly transparent Ao Liu, sitting in front of him.

In front of the two of them, it was still the same game of chess.

Ao Liu looked sad and said: "...little friend, why bother saving me at this moment?"

The young Taoist looked at the Dragon King in front of him: "Then why do you need to risk your life to kill the Dragon Platform?"

All sentient beings have feelings, and the Tao of selflessness is ultimately mutually exclusive, but who can completely abandon it?

Ao Liu knew what Qi Wuhuo meant, and knew that he still remembered the feelings of that day and should be killed for justice, but he should do his best to care about his feelings. He looked at the young Taoist in front of him who had his life span and foundation cut off, and sighed. , looked around and murmured: "This disaster has finally triggered..."

"I didn't expect that the last sight of Zhongzhou would be like this."

The young Taoist was silent for a long time and asked: "Sir, do you regret saving people that day?"

Ao Liu chuckled and said, "You are still young after all, my child."

"Zhenjun Tianyou asked you to sentence me, but he was the one who made the final decision. As for what Jidu said."

"Because I saved people and it affected me..."

"Then what you mean is that I should be careful and pray that evil people will not target me? How can there be such a truth? Zhongzhou is different from Jinzhou. Jinzhou is independent and is more inclined to the chaos of the world and does not involve order; and This time, they want to use the 3,600-year-old formation as an opportunity to break the balance of order, and since they want to break the formation."

"As the center of the world, how could Zhongzhou be ignored by them?"

"This is a place that will definitely be regarded as one of the seven major nodes."

"If I don't save people, or even save people, it won't affect their goals and ending."

Ao Liu murmured: "In the final analysis, it's just a choice."

"If it were a great judicial deity, he would consider more and strike a balance between reason and law; but the Arctic Exorcism Academy is the last link, following the ruthless path, they choose order and ignore everything; Jidu seeks the Dao sincerely, and wants to chaos the world; And I couldn’t bear to see him alive, so I did those things.”

"Heaven is ruthless and selfless. Killing the people in the world will not cause the anger of Heaven, and saving the people in the world will not cause rewards from Heaven. No matter I or they, all they ask for is just the word "I"."

"Follow me and never regret it."

"There are only choices, there is no right or wrong..."

"It's just a pain for the common people."

He lowered his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Thank you very much for spending your own foundation to allow me to take another look at Zhongzhou. Come on, there is still this last chance to play another game of chess..." The young Taoist said with an innate Qi, transformed into a chess game, with one dragon, one person, and one soul. The Taoist priest finally played another game here. The chess game was still a dragon-slaying game, and the chess pieces fell.

The old dragon king sighed slightly and gradually became transparent.

With only his life soul left, he finally thought about it for a long time and made the decision. Suddenly, there was a dragon roaring in the sky.

It is the old dragon king's own true body essence and blood.

He consumed the last of his life soul energy and activated his true dragon body. The young Taoist raised his head and saw the dragon roaring, finally dispersing, turning into boundless energy, spreading suddenly, and turning into falling rain, as well. That year, the rain fell. This was the true dragon essence and blood that had caused the demon clan to split and the dragon clan to flee. Even if it was scattered as rain and spread over such a large area in Zhongzhou, it still had its effect.

The seriously injured were reduced to minor injuries, and the deceased was brought back to life.

And the living make up for the foundation.

The real dragon died here and had no resentment towards the common people. Under such circumstances, the vitality of Zhongzhou should not be damaged.

The young Taoist held the chess pieces in his hands. Knowing the old Dragon King's decision, he did not stop him. He closed his eyes, his white hair on his temples slightly fluttered, and emphasized his energy, saying: "The Supreme Lord's order is to transcend your lonely soul."

Not to the old Dragon King in front of me.

Instead, Luo Yu, who was close to the true king's essence and blood level, spread the power of the spell throughout Zhongzhou.

The old Dragon King had already cast the spell, and Qi Wuhuo just mobilized the old Dragon King's last strength to complete the spell.

The soul washes away the resentment to help it reincarnate again.

A real dragon, with thousands of years of Taoism, disappeared in the blink of an eye. The old dragon king's soul was pale and flat, and he dropped his last son with a smile. Even the young Taoist's edict could not keep it condensed for too long. The latter did not say anything more, just ignored All the Yuan Qi that motivates itself.

Because of the wine of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, it finally helped the old Dragon King complete the last rain in his life.

The broken mountains will one day turn into ravines, in which all living things will once again grow, turning into stunning scenery.

“Isn’t what you and I do also choices?”

The old Dragon King smiled and dropped his hand. The last of the three souls and seven souls dispersed. His consciousness gradually became blurry. He could no longer feel the rain and was about to lose his soul.

But everything suddenly died.

The flow of time seemed to be stagnant, and Qi Wuzhuo could see the rain falling down like a chain of beads.

A drop of rain fell and fell into Ao Liu's blank consciousness.

The soul of life has not been broken, has not been revived, and has not been reincarnated. Instead, it has been mixed into the falling rain and scattered all over the world. Although it has not been reincarnated and its whereabouts are unknown, it has not been scattered. Walking on the dragon-slaying platform once, the three souls The seven souls dispersed, but one of them remained in the end, gaining a glimmer of life. The falling rain was different from this falling rain.

The young Taoist raised his eyes and saw that this drop of rain came from a willow leaf, crystal clear.

I saw a gentle-looking man with dull eyes in front of me. I don’t know when or how he appeared. He just said:

"Seven years ago, a rain saved the lives of the people."

"I will also give you a rain and give you a glimmer of hope."

"It's like a drink and a peck."

"The Arctic Exorcism Institute is the bottom line, and merits and demerits cannot be offset."

"And between heaven and earth, rewards and punishments should also be clear."

When the young Taoist stood up, he didn't realize that he was very exhausted. He staggered and pressed on the table to stand still. He felt a trace of charm, and suddenly realized that he and Ao had been wandering in the rain before, and they seemed to have gained this. The person's Qi movement pulled and helped, but Qi Wuhuo didn't notice it until it appeared, and asked:

"Who are you?!"

The middle-aged scribe in front is tall and tall, with calm eyes. There is a white cat taking a nap in his sleeves and robes. He drags a jade vase with his left hand. There are willow branches and leaves in it, with crystal clear dew on it. He is holding it with the other hand. Umbrella, with a particularly pure temperament, swept across the young man in front of him who was riddled with calamity, raised his eyes slightly, and said to himself——

Tribulation Sword Three.

Imperial order.

Sweeping his sleeves and robe, he also sat down at the table and replied: "I am a poor man."

"Taiyi saves the suffering."