I am immortal

It forces the common people into a state of unprecedented despair, and in this despair, they watch people fighting, betraying, killing, cannibalizing each other, and killing each other with flesh and blood, just to survive, and then use this most extreme and cruel emotion. Among them, waiting to give birth to the most brilliant and magnificent spirit of bravery, protecting the Tao with one's body, and dying to save lives.

Immediately he swallowed up this bravery and magnificence, and became a saint in armor.

The young Taoist was the direct descendant of the Supreme Being and understood this path almost instantly.

It is similar to the principle of human luck.

Using the despair of the people as weapons, the magnificence and bravery of the people as armor, and then holding on to despair and wearing bravery, let the soul that has reached the limit take another step and forcibly uplift its own foundation, which is equivalent to swallowing up The blazing light of the soul that countless people burst out in despair in order to achieve a breakthrough.

The heart is the nature and the soul.

It is a ritual used to break through and advance.

He was quiet for a while, saying nothing and not wanting to think about anything in his mind.

Rather than being angry, for some reason, what was rising in the young man's heart was actually absurd and unreal. How could it be so absurd? It was so absurd that the young man almost laughed. He stood up, broke off a branch, moved his wrist slightly, pierced it into the ground easily, and then wrote slowly.

Human Emperor.

Great Sage.

Emperor.

All three names are magnificent.

The Human Emperor, he demands power, he wants to sit on a high position that is the highest in the world, even if the emperor comes, he can't do anything about it, order the common people, and then let his compatriots kneel at his feet and offer their own flesh and blood.

The great sage must rely on the majestic heroism born from the extreme tragedy of the common people to reach higher and become a saint by wearing armor.

That great emperor wants to make the world turbid, and then he himself will destroy evil and obstacles, and go one step further to achieve the Supreme Being.

They are all people with far-reaching goals and firm minds.

But what about us?

The young man looked at these three names quietly. These three names were as majestic as heaven and earth. The joys, sorrows and joys of ordinary people were worthless under their shadow. After some kind of deal was reached, this Massacre, once an agreement made with heaven in ancient times to protect the weak, has now become a prerequisite for massacre.

What are we...

Aren't we human? Don’t we feel pain?

Don’t we have flesh and blood?

The young man stood there quietly, then sat down towards the back, leaning against the plum blossom tree, with his eyes lowered. When the wind blew by, the whole town was quiet, and one could hear the dog raised by someone who knew which family. He was shouting, and then a series of barks came out, including someone's yelling and scolding, and the dog's whimpering.

The sixteen-year-old young man still has a peaceful heart.

But for some reason, I could never close my eyes and rest.

Although he was calm, there seemed to be an unspeakable emotion stirring in his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable.

What did we do wrong?

The young man thought.

We live very hard, live very hard, and we do not harm anyone.

Why do these things happen to us?

The young Taoist just looked at the three names. Unknowingly, the night had passed. There were countless thoughts in his mind. The night dew wetted the young man's sleeves and robes. The sun rose again in the sky, and the warmth of the morning gradually awakened the whole world. In the town, the young Taoist's eyes were quiet, and the ends of his hair were wet. He let out a breath, stood up, and lifted the branch in his hand.

Sweep violently.

The emperor's name was swept across in an instant.

Then he looked at the Great Sage, the Human Emperor, and the young Taoist's branch quietly but firmly swept over these two names.

Then he threw the branch to one side, walked over the two names, stepped on the two names with the soles of his simple shoes, stepped on them, and then wiped them off casually, still feeling calm in his heart.

In the distant future, in the legend that is no longer known, everyone is amazed by the killing and determination of the demon. They wonder how this warrior who was born in the acquired human race can be so arrogant. The fierce and determined murderous intent, what kind of encounter can turn a sheep into a beast that bites the world with its claws.

They didn't know that the God of Death, who wore an iron-like cyan mask and had cold and calm eyes, commanded the north, swept the world with a sword, and frightened the six realms, at the very beginning.

He was just a little kid who lost everything and sat alone in the yard in a daze.

The young boy patted his cheek, brought a wooden bucket and filled it with cold well water, and then washed his face. The coldness stimulated his cheeks and nerves, making him sober all of a sudden. The ripples in the basin slowly rippled. Slowly calming down, Qi Wuhuo's face was reflected, and he still had the appearance of a young man between his brows.

He was nine years old when he fled.

He is only sixteen years old now.

"call!"

The young Taoist closed his eyes, threw away all the complicated things in his heart, exhaled, then washed vegetables, cooked as usual, and then read some files. When he left Zhongzhou Fucheng, he went to the Mingzhen Taoist League There, I borrowed a lot of books, and now I still need to improve my knowledge. It was not until the rice was cooked that the little peacock slowly woke up.

It’s just that the little peacock seems to have eaten very little today.

The young Taoist was surprised and curious, and asked, "What's wrong? You've eaten so little today?"

"Are you in a bad mood? Wonton?"

The little peacock Qi Yuntun blinked his eyes in confusion, and then said with great curiosity: "I don't know why..."

The young Taoist and Qi Yuntun were both stunned.

The little peacock subconsciously touched his throat.

This time it was not a spiritual voice transmission, but it was spoken directly. Although the voice was childish, it was not the kind of messy shouting.

"ah?!!"

"Azi Azi!"

"I can talk now, I can talk now!"

"I can talk!!!"

After being surprised at the beginning, the little peacock immediately became happy, flapped its wings, and flew around in the air. Its feathers shed bursts of blazing golden light, and then landed on Qi Wuzhuo's shoulder, rubbing against the young man vigorously. People's cheeks and happy feathers are trembling, and then they are flying around, eager to tell the whole world this great news!

But still no appetite.

"I do not know why either."

"It seems... while sleeping?"

The little peacock was puzzled: "When I was sleeping, I seemed to have been eating, and now I am very full. I am not hungry at all!" It patted its belly, but in fact it was not bulging at all. , but the little peacock was not only full, but also very sleepy. After playing with the young Taoist for a while, he ran to sleep again.

Xiao Yaoling simply didn't wake up, and slept soundly on the young Taoist's pillow with his limbs spread out.

It's rare to trust this place.

The young Taoist watched them quietly operating their own [Qi]. The plainness and all-embracing Qi of the First Ancestral Qi, and the carrying of everything by the Qi of the Earth, were running in his body at the same time. However, although these two ancient Qi never appeared to each other. They are tit for tat, but they are unable to converge. You run yours, and I run mine.

They all have the characteristics of being extremely long-lasting and highly resilient.

The young Taoist felt that Yuanshizu Qi was the movement of pure Qi.

And the energy of the earth is still subtly improving the young Taoist's physical fitness, and the feeling is very clear.

The damage to the foundation gradually begins to recover during the operation of these two qi.

The next step is to go to Jinzhou.

To figure it all out.

There was also the niece who returned the magic weapon he borrowed to the old Dragon King Ao Liu.

It is imperative for the young Taoist to go to Jinzhou, but before that, he has to make elixirs and teach the Dharma, and clearly explain everything about Helian Mountain. Moreover, it seems that the empress Yuanying Yuanjun still has to wait and see whether he can understand it. To some extent, one's Qi has been taught, but if one doesn't work hard, it won't work.

The young Taoist's eyes were slightly closed, his state of mind returned to calmness, and two strands of Qi slowly circulated in his body.

The young man was at peace, but the emotion seemed to still be there.

……………………

The hilt of the sword was released.

The sword fell from his hand.

It fell to the ground, whistling, and then drops of golden blood fell on the blade of the sword. Along with a slight gasping sound, the meritorious officer couldn't bear it and looked at the girl's arm in the Beidi Palace. Being pierced, the severe pain is terrifying to think about.

The flow of time here changes slower than outside.

The meritorious officer sighed.

The meritorious officer on duty next to him had a complicated look on his face and said, "What's your number?"

"The eighth."

"The eighth……"

The meritorious officer on duty watched Yun Qin pull out the sword from the afterimage of a fallen Star Lord. There was a sword wound on his cheek, and there were more injuries on his body. The former Star Lords were reflected in the stars. The trajectory of power, in the name of Beidi, uses the power of the stars to reproduce the strength of each generation of star kings at different stages, which is also the power of the lord of the stars.

They watched the girl being defeated again and again, watched her get hurt, and watched her hold her knees and wipe away her tears.

Beidi just stared at her calmly.

And she would always pick up the sword again, over and over again.

The control over the Dharma veins became more and more fierce. From the beginning, she was no match, but in the end she could barely fight against the afterimage of the Star Lord of the same level. It could be said that she was covered with bruises. After the last Star Lord's afterimage dissipated, the girl gasped for breath. He was so angry that he couldn't hold the Seven-Star Sword in his hand and fell to the ground. Yunqin sat on the ground, his eyes were slightly enlarged and there was no light in them.

Take one last long breath.

He fell back, lying on his back. His hair was soaked with sweat, and two strands were stuck to his face. He closed his eyes and gasped for air. The clothes on his body had already been changed into a suit for practicing martial arts, and his cuffs were rolled up. Stand up and expose your white arms.

Beidi's tone was indifferent: "The swordsmanship is ordinary and the footwork is ordinary, with some cleverness and energy, but it's just like that."

"Through constant failures, I have figured out the magical powers of these Star Lords."

"Then I worked out the method of reverse cracking."

"Although these are just the afterimages of Xingjun, not as sharp as the real person, they are still pretty good."

The girl supported the dark ground in the Beidi Palace with both hands. She pushed hard and sat up. Then she sat cross-legged on the ground, holding her ankles with both hands. Her body swayed slightly. There were cuts and bruises on her face. There were traces of it, as well as the black spots when avoiding moves, but with a bright and bright smile, he stretched out his hand and said: "Then, I win?!"

"Give me!"

Many star officials were shocked to actually talk to Beidi like this, but Beidi didn't get angry and just said calmly: "You win. In fact, apart from the "Purple Wei Emperor Qi Zhen Jing", you can choose something higher. For example, the sword in your hand, or the title of [Northern Emperor's Son] of this generation, who will succeed in the future, at least starting out as Yuanjun."

Yun Qin thought for a while and asked seriously: "Are you going to cheat?"

Merit on duty: "…………"

Cardiac arrest!

The girl shook her head and said: "I came here just to ask for the Ziwei Emperor Qi Zhenjing."

“It’s only right to come here and get something.”

"What use are other things to me?"

The fourth-level meritorious officers seemed to hear Beidi, who had always suppressed the six worlds with a cold and indifferent attitude, and boundless killing, smiling slightly. It seemed that it was just their illusion, and then they saw the volume of "Ziwei Emperor Qi Zhenjing" transformed into A stream of light fell into the girl's hand. The girl didn't seem tired at all.

Holding the technique in his arms, he stood up and bowed to Beidi. Then he happily said hello and left with brisk steps.

No, not briskly.

Because the wounds on the body will be healed, but the severe pain in the soul will remain for a while.

However, the high ponytail that was tied up during the battle was swaying slightly, and there were still traces of the battle on his face. He looked messy, and his eyes were bright, as if there would be no haze. He left all the way to Pixiang Hall and found Sister Yunv. By bathing in the spring water from the sky, the fatal injuries will disappear, but the sword marks on the arms will still be there, and the pain of the soul will still be there.

After bathing, he washed away the wounds and scrapes on his body, and changed out all the dusty clothes with sword marks and cuts.

She changed into green clothes and white clothes, with a white satin tied around her waist, and her black hair fell down, so that no one could see anything out of the ordinary.

She doesn’t want her friend’s guilt!

So she still looked like a carefree goddess. She walked briskly and wore light pink-soled shoes. She found a quiet place and used the mirror to contact the young Taoist. Then the light from the Beidi Mirror flowed and the young Taoist raised his eyes. , saw the girl who looked the same as before, with a smile, and called him like this:

"No confusion, no confusion!"