I am immortal

"Hey, hey? Yue Tusun, are you leaving?"

"So anxious?"

The little Taoist Mingxin knew the news that Yue Shiru was leaving early in the morning. He was still very excited at first, but suddenly he became a little sluggish. He was listless all morning and was thinking about whether to make the three-yellow chicken. A chicken stew was served, and the three yellow chickens were so surprised that they fluttered their wings and flew to the corner of one side of the Taoist temple.

Yue Shiru couldn't help but smile and said, "Young master, uncle, you don't have to think anything of it."

"A Taoist will eventually travel around the world, and parting is the right thing to do."

"In his years, you will eventually understand."

The Taoist glanced at the old Taoist who was close to the limit of the innate energy. This battle had finally damaged his vitality, and the innate energy was not qualified to receive the Emperor's Talisman. Yue Shiru didn't say anything, and the old Taoist just smiled and shook his head. So the young Taoist priest just smiled and said: "This is how we, the cultivators, should be."

"Thank you so much for your life-saving grace. I can't repay you. If we can meet again someday."

"I hope I can live up to the real person's rescue."

Yue Shiru held up his hands and said to the young Taoist with gray hair: "Since the Yang Sword has chosen a real person, I won't mention it anymore. I just have to leave a certificate to prove that I really came to this refining place." Yang Guan, rather than failing to fulfill one's duties." He originally planned to leave a trace of sword intention, but he had already taken out the letter, but the Yang Sword suddenly roared.

Accompanying the clank of the sword is the roar of sword energy.

The three words "Lianyang Sword" on the sword body were also forced to leave.

It turned into a spiritual light and was imprinted on the jade paper of this door. It was bright and shining like a sword.

These three characters are the Taoist Supreme Spiritual Pattern Jade Paper. When they fall on this sword, they are the restraints and chains left by Lu Chunyang for this fierce and demonic sword. They are also the cause and effect of Lu Chunyang. The sword naturally recedes from the three characters, as well. It represents cutting off the cause and effect, and from then on, it is no longer bound by Lu Chunyang.

Yue Shiru understood this, and sighed in his heart that it was indeed a magical weapon, and it actually channeled spirits to this point.

Think of this sword legend.

It is also necessary to lament that the fierce sword is so powerful. It is really extraordinary that the real person can make this sword surrender, with joy and sincerity.

Could it be that he also knows some kind of sword immortal's supreme method of practicing sword making?

Just when he was about to put away the letter, the young Taoist raised his hand to stop Yue Shiru's movements, then asked him for the jade note, and then said: "... Your Taoist Sect's Patriarch Lu, I also have something to say. I want to tell him, so I have to send him something."

Yue Shiru said: "The real person has a destiny, how dare I disobey it?"

"It's just another trip."

The young Taoist returned to the Scripture Pavilion. During this period, he heard Yue Shiru's story and already knew that his ancestor was Lu Chunyang, whom Qi Wuzhuo wanted to find. He was at the same level as Senior Sister Yumiao, and his cultivation level was about the same as that of the earthly master. Immortal level, and then encounter obstacles. If you break through it, you will have the talent of an immortal, worthy of the name of a true king, and you can still go down.

It should also be the Taoist I met when I was writing the couplet.

Qi Wuhuo picked up his pen and already knew the so-called words in dreams from Yue Shiru.

I know that senior brother knows my handwriting.

So I pondered for a long time, dipped my pen in ink, and wrote two words using the same words.

Its name is——

Too great.

When picking up a pen.

Although the words are still the same, the choices that have been made along the way make these two words calm and plain, and then slowly disappear, only those who are destined to see it can see it, and then put the letter away and hand it over. After meeting Yue Shiru, the latter asked curiously: "Senior is sending a message to my ancestor. Could it be that the real master and ancestor also recognizes my ancestor?"

After all, the patriarch was active at least a thousand years ago.

Back then, the Blood River Sword Sect had a great reputation and had a confrontation with its founder.

Now it has been reduced to ashes and no longer exists.

The young Taoist in front of me was only sixteen years old. The difference was so huge.

The young Taoist replied gently:

"Well, if it's as expected, it should be old."

Yue Shiru understood.

It seems that the ancestors of Master Qi and Patriarch Lu are somewhat related.

He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I will definitely live up to the real person's trust!"

Immediately he turned towards Mingxin, and the old Taoist people cupped their hands together, turned around, it was the Taoist who was wearing mango shoes, a Taoist robe, a basket on his back, holding a canopy bell, a demon-conquering sword, and a green bamboo pole, walking down the mountain. Long smile:

"If the mysterious elixir is stored in the three palaces, Kunlun will be anchored in Tai's pearls. There are twelve rings of pavilions, and they are all real people from top to bottom."

"The jade hall and the jiangyu are all over the Xuan Palace, and the jade and jade are in the blue and blue. I look at the boy sitting in the lotus position and ask whose son is with me!"

Yue Shiru recited the Sutra of Huang Ting, walked a few steps, made a few turns, and walked into the world of mortals, blending into the sea of ​​people and disappearing.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin put his chin in his hands and sighed melancholy.

But I saw Uncle Qi still reading the Taoist canon after sweeping, and saw the old Taoist still looking at the old book and chopping wood into a piano.

The three yellow chickens were still walking in the corner with the same pace as before.

Suddenly I felt that I was not a Taoist at all.

He patted his face, stood up, and went to meditate and practice his Qi.

In the Taoist temple, it is no different from when Yue Shiru came.

When people come, they only have a pair of bowls, chopsticks and a table, just like in the past.

When people go, they just say a prayer or play the harp, so why feel sad.

There is a gap between heaven and earth, so all living beings can come and go without any harm.

But it comes naturally.

……………………

The cities and towns are diverse, everything is ready, people come and wave their sleeves like clouds, and people go out with great noise, the capital is so prosperous!

The Shenwu Dynasty was the country that inherited the throne of the original Human Emperor, and occupied the vast central land of the human world. Compared to Shenwu, the other human kingdoms were just small pieces of land, not worth mentioning. Now the Shenwu Dynasty wants to have a big sacrifice, Various countries have already sent envoys and guards to come to the DPRK to observe the ceremony.

It was only because of the sudden disaster in Zhongzhou that the matter continued to be delayed for several days.

This day has really come.

It's only three o'clock in the morning, and it's already busy. People are not allowed to walk on the avenue today, and all the streets and cities are sealed today. Only when the sacrifice ceremony reaches its climax, there will be fireworks rising, and the people will hold their hands. Flowers pour out, this is the royal bearing, the vastness and majesty of the human emperor.

The royal road has been cleaned and spotless, and a candle is lit every five steps, making it as bright as day.

Even a little bit of dust will not be missed.

The residences of the princes and princes of each family stayed awake all night, and they were all preparing. There was a vague feeling of boundless solemnity in the entire human race's imperial city, which made people feel the majesty of the imperial power in their hearts. And each step is actually similar to Taoist rituals and Buddhist rituals. It is a kind of etiquette protocol used to strengthen the imperial power and further purify the charm of humanity.

The fortune-tellers raised their heads and could see the majestic human luck transformed into a god-like existence.

Shelter overlooks this world.

It is extremely majestic, surrounded by countless stars, and under its command are mountains and mountains, and all living things are gathered around it. Moreover, because other countries come to worship, it is vaguely like a group of pythons worshiping the dragon, or [ Beichen lives in his place, and the stars are overhead.

"Our Human Emperor is very magnanimous and courageous."

The astrologers of the Huntian Overwatch Council who knew the art of astrology sighed.

For such a grand event, the Huntian Supervisory Yuan naturally has the responsibility to predict when the real auspicious day and time will be, but it is unable to do so at the moment. There was a change in the first of the eleven yaos in the past few days, and the four hidden yaos were in The disappearance of the sky directly caused a large deviation in their inference.

Good or bad, it doesn't matter.

Or it is said that it is evil to the emperor.

It is also said that it will bring good fortune to the world.

It is difficult to say that the nerves are tense at this moment - even if it is a grand ceremony ordered by His Majesty the Saint Emperor, if something really goes wrong now, the Huntian Supervisory Yuan will still have to bear the responsibility.

After all, His Majesty the Saint Emperor makes no mistakes.

Aren't they the only ones who made mistakes, the astrologers of the Huntian Overwatch Council?

So until now, when he saw the stars disappearing, the old man felt a little relieved——

Everything should be fine...

While the capital of the entire human dynasty was promoting the Great Sacrifice in an orderly manner, in the deathly silence of the heavenly prison, there was also a visitor visiting. This visitor was wearing a hood, and under the guidance of an old man with a hunched body, After passing through layers of prisons where the world's biggest thieves were imprisoned, we finally reached the deepest layer.

It's a nice room there.

At least for people in prison, it's pretty good.

There is a table, a bed, and a bookshelf filled with various books. Inside the room is a tall, sharp-browed young man with a heroic temperament. His body is covered with scars. He should have been Some of the tyrannical energy has dissipated, but although the qi has dispersed, the strong physique that has been cultivated since childhood is still there.

When he heard someone coming, he slowly raised his eyes, which seemed dark and turbid.

The guest lifted his hood, revealing a cold face. His eyes were particularly large and soft, and their light was as bright as the middle of the night. He said gently:

"Seventh brother, long time no see."

The seventh prince who was tied here raised his eyes slightly: "Qiongyu?"

"Why are you here?"

Qiong Yu said: "Qiong Yu was taken to the palace to accompany the queen. She had also seen His Majesty Seventh Prince who was trapped in the cold palace because of his disobedience. However, after several tests, I guessed that His Highness Seventh Prince was not the real one. Seventh Brother, after several inferences, there are three places in this city where Seventh Brother may be trapped, and this darkroom in the deepest part of the prison may be one of them."

The Seventh Prince Li Zhai, who was tied here, raised his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "How dare you come?"

Qiong Yuyan said concisely and concisely: "Today's big festival has also attracted attention from outside."

"In addition, my father left some favors and favors from back then."

"Oh, fragrant favors..."

The seventh prince laughed a few times and looked at the old jailer subconsciously. He felt a faint residual military aura from his body. He seemed to have guessed it a long time ago and said: "But he really used a substitute to replace me. It's normal, Royal Most of the scandals are kept secret, but if you come here, do you mean to let me out?"

"Hahahaha, sister Qiongyu, you can't be so kind, can you?"

"What if I say, yes?"

Li Zhai narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he seemed to understand something and said: "Something makes sense. The substitute in the palace can only hide it for a while, not for a lifetime. The best way is to have an accident and let the 'Seventh Prince' die, and then slowly take back the military power." But I have given an order. If we don’t get the secret order, all the military strategists will help Fourth Brother..."

"The prince, the emperor, and the fourth brother who supports both the civil and military factions."

"This situation is already very chaotic, but it is still stable after all. There is no chance for you and Erlang..."

"You want me to go out and make the situation in the court more chaotic."

"Then take advantage of the chaos and profit?"

The seventh prince looked at the girl in front of him, who was as weak as a willow supporting the wind:

"My uncle once said that he was sorry that you were not a man. It seems that you are really cruel."

"However, I want to tell you that the current Human Emperor is probably also a substitute."

The Seventh Prince recalled what happened at that time with a somewhat complicated look on his face: "The backlash of my sword came a little late and was a little weaker...I reacted at that time, but it was already too late after all, so from the beginning to the end, he never Never trusted anyone, not even his son.”

"You can guess it."

Qiong Yu's voice was gentle, slightly different from the seventh prince. The girl in front of him replied: "Seventh brother, you entered the palace with a knife. The emperor was unharmed, but the personnel in the palace have changed. "General Garden" said that all generals must have This is true for confidants and minions, even for generals, let alone the Human Emperor?"

"I have always thought of my opponents in the most shrewd and cunning direction."

"Brother Qi, what do you want to choose? Do you want to stay here forever or come out?"

The Seventh Prince Li Zhai said slowly: "Let me out..."

Qiong Yu nodded, and the deaf and mute old man with a broken leg next to him opened the secret room.

The Seventh Prince was put down, and his murderous military aura was gone. He rubbed his wrists. The injuries on his body were not serious, but they did not damage his temperament. He shook his body like a wounded tiger, and suddenly laughed and said: "Qiongyu, I I know you are using me, but I am willing to be used by you as a knife."

"But remember, the sword is not yours, but the sword of all the people in the world!"

"Where is the big ceremony today? I want to see my father in person and these civil and military officials."

"Let me personally tear apart this so-called human emperor's energy."

"Tear this majestic world apart!"

He stood up, crossed his arms and saluted the old man with the broken leg, just like in the army, his voice was heavy and gentle, word by word, as solemn as the strong wind on the battlefield:

"Please give me a set of armor—"

"Xuan Tiejia."