I am immortal

Xiao Longnu, who planned to visit some more places today, found that the storage room opposite, which used to be closed very late and always left a light for passers-by, had closed its door early, and the door was closed inside. The two men.

A big man who seemed to have a weak heart looked pale today.

Ah, it seems that the pain in my heart is unbearable, and my face is so white that it is even whiter than that of a little girl who has applied powder.

One is a seemingly dull middle-aged Taoist, but today he is not so dull. His eyes are wide and his face is full of shock.

My hands were shaking when I closed the door.

"The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

"Would you like me, Dragon Girl, to find some elixir? It's not easy to find such an interesting person, but we can't just disappear..." Little Dragon Girl thought seriously and returned to the East China Sea to find some Ganoderma lucidum and give it to These [target persons] have the idea of ​​healing their wounds and illnesses.

Lao Qingniu and Randen Taoist, who had closed the door, slowly exhaled.

They looked at each other, and each saw a huge and unparalleled shock in the other's eyes, and saw his own pale face reflected in the other's eyes.

Their minds went blank.

For a moment, I felt a sense of panic. Many emotions surged like waves, but they couldn't be condensed into a complete thought. Finally, I managed to calm myself down, in order, turned around, and saw the people sitting quietly there. A woman, seeing her soft face and extremely beautiful temperament.

Lao Qingniu and Ran Deng could clearly feel the special charm emanating from the woman as the core. This charm was not strong or exciting, and its spread range was extremely far. It was directly aimed at all human beings. The power to produce results.

Not much improvement.

But if a person's head is clearer, his will is stronger, his body is stronger, and his endurance is stronger, if these small improvements are added together, then this person will be much better than he was in the past. It's so big that it can almost impress everyone you know.

What's even more terrible is that this kind of improvement has no cost, no side effects, and continues to take effect!

It can be said that as long as this woman sits here, even if she does nothing, this charm will enhance the various basic qualities of the entire human race in a weak but continuous way.

The mother of the human race, Emperor Wa.

Old Qingniu's face turned pale, and his stomach was throbbing in pain.

It's over, it's over.

Emperor Wa is here.

The probability of encountering Fuxi here will be increased to 100% in one breath.

Even the one who escaped from Dao Fifty will not be able to escape!

Emperor Wa and Emperor Xi are co-existing beings. When Emperor Wa revives, Emperor Xi will arrive as soon as possible by relying on instinct and some mysterious induction, even if he blocks all his perceptions.

"You can try this method of incarnation. You can change your appearance or clothes at will."

Qi Wuhuo demonstrated the magical power given by his teacher Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun to Emperor Wa.

Empress Wa thought seriously for a moment, stretched out her finger and gently touched a white flower, as if analyzing the color of the flower, and in the blink of an eye, her dress turned into pure white. The color, black hair hangs down on the shoulders, and the flower-like decoration fixes the hair.

The way Emperor Wa looked at himself in front of the mirror condensed by water seemed a little strange.

Her changed clothes are also more in line with the style of the ancient gods, which are quite simple and different from the various styles of later generations.

Qi Wuhuo turned around and took out a volume. He said, "Fortunately, this is the storage room. There are also books about the changes in costumes of the human race that have been recorded for tens of thousands of years. Madam, you can read the records in this book." , these are the clothing styles that people from generation to generation will like after you fall asleep, you can slowly consider what you like."

The Taoist's voice was gentle.

Empress Wa seemed to have immediately understood the language of the human race in this era. She smiled and said, "Thank you, my child." Her voice was clear and soft, and she stretched out her hand to rub the Taoist's hair, even though the latter was already in this era. Many legends were left behind. The name of Zhenwu Dangmo was unusual, enough to scare many immortals from coming down. However, in front of the Empress Wa, who was clearly just an incarnation, the majesty of Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor also softened.

Empress Wa looked through these files very carefully.

His eyes were quite happy.

When Qi Wuhuo thought that even Emperor Wa would like beautiful clothes.

Empress Wa put the read volume on her knees, exhaled contentedly, and said gently: "In the beginning, the purpose of clothing was just to cover and protect the body, and it was more practical. I saw that at this time..."

She stretched out her finger and tapped on a part, her voice was as sweet as a clear spring, and she said:

"The clothes in the human world have begun to be decorated with patterns. This means that children's lives have become very safe. In addition to protecting the body and maintaining survival, they still have the energy to pursue external beauty, even if it is just a change in clothes. Yes, I can also see their experiences for such a long time."

Empress Wa looked very satisfied.

Qi Wuhuo confirmed the existence of the incarnation of Emperor Wa when Empress Wa was reading it - after all, it was an incarnation that emerged from the inner world of Taiyi. This incarnation could not be completely free, and its range of activities was quite harsh. After trying it, it was basically confirmed that the range of activities is in the part where human nature has the strongest luck.

It probably needs to be [Treasure Room] or [Nine Monuments].

And, within a three-meter radius of Qi Wuhuo who controls [Human Qi] and [Divine Qi].

The Taoist's mind is clear and powerful. He has realized that he had faint signs of [Earth Qi] before, but now it does not exist in his body. The majestic Earth Qi that burst out before is more like the occasional after reaching the limit. The power it touched was not stable enough to be controlled by Qi Wuhuo and burned within his body.

But Qi Wuhuo didn't care much about this. The first point of Taoist practice is non-attachment.

And when the incarnation of Empress Wa appeared next to him, his bloodline seemed to be faintly more active than before.

At this moment, he was just making tea and looking at Empress Wa who was reading the files. Suddenly he thought of something. He placed the tea and a plate of tea snacks on the table in front of Empress Wa, and then turned around. Arrive at your position.

He raised his fingers and pressed against the pen holder, on which pens of different sizes hung.

His fingers moved across it like plucking strings, and finally he picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a letter on a piece of white paper, writing each word on the tip of his pen.

The eldest brother, the Great Master Xuandu, personally initiated the ceremony.

Qi Wuhuo's pen paused.

There were really too many thoughts in his heart, so many thoughts that it was almost difficult to carry them in words. He wrote them down in one breath, and the words that were as big as the tip of his finger were filled with words. The whole piece of paper, finally he looked at this piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball and turned it into ashes.

Restart one, it’s just one sentence.

Brother, my wife is awake.

Six words, a letter, then folded it up, used layers of concealing cause and effect methods on the letter, and then handed it to Lao Qingniu, asking him to personally deliver the letter to the nine heavens. In the Xuandu Temple of Zifu.

Old Qingniu heard that he could leave the world and go straight to the sky to avoid Fuxi who might appear at any time.

He accepted this task with high spirits, held the letter in his hand, and hurriedly flew up into the clouds and mist, flying away from the world in one breath. It was not until he found the Zifu Xuandu Temple above the nine heavens that he rearranged his clothes, closed his collar, and knocked on the door. Knock on the door.

at this time.

Master Xuandu is refining elixirs.

……………………

The world of mortals is noisy and lively, and for some reason, people are in a particularly good mood today.

With brisk steps and a smile on his face, the elegant scribe in blue clothes walked calmly among the crowds with a calm expression. He covered his energy and briefly blocked his sense of the outside world. This was not because of other things. The reason, after all, is because he is afraid of death.

This body has provoked too many enemies in the past, and these enemies are different from the three transcendental beings of Sanqing.

Once his traces are discovered, he will kill him without hesitation.

In his current state, he is unwilling to get involved with an opponent who can qualify as Xihuang's enemy, let alone take action. The reason why he directly showed himself before and let Sanqing 'catch' him was just because Sanqing They are all walking the path of transcendence, and even the Supreme Being will not seriously kill him.

Especially when Taishang and Yuqing are around, Sanqing will not kill him or let him leave.

It seems that he was imprisoned by Sanqing.

But because the world is so vast, no one can kill him without having to cross the Three Pure Lands.

This is essentially Sanqing protecting him.

Yes, he is afraid of death.

Before that goal is completed, it is absolutely unwise to reveal his identity. After this time, he will hand something to Qi Wuhuo, and then hide his identity and energy again, and leave, waiting for the next [opportunity]. arrival.

The object in the hand of the man in green shirt is a round object, the whole body is ink, with countless hexagrams flowing and changing on it.

This is one of his enlightenment treasures. It can suppress Qi and defeat all divination calculations. It has the characteristics of [unmeasurable, uncalculable, and wrong once calculated], and because it has been tempered by Fuxi, it has There is a further feature of [the first calculation is wrong, and the wrong calculation will directly lead to the fortune teller being in danger].

The approximate range is that if someone divines Qi Wuhuo's whereabouts.

Will directly guide that person to the Supreme Purity Lingbao Tianzun.

If the other party has murderous intentions.

Then he will be directly led into the sea of ​​​​blood, and see Shangqing in front of the most murderous and murderous [Yuchen Daojun] in the years.

The man in green shirt had gentle and peaceful eyes. He held an umbrella and walked slowly across the sun. He said lightly: "I really don't want to give it to that little guy. It's a pity, it's a pity. What he will do next will inevitably attract countless... To assassinate and target people, you can only be a thief for a thousand days, there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days..."

"I will lend you this thing for five hundred years. After five hundred years, you can return it to me."

The man in green shirt walked through the world and saw smiles on people's faces. In fact, he didn't care much about these weak creatures. The reason why he took action several times in history was just because of Wa. The emperor just cares about them.

"The calamity has ended, and humanity must flourish. It's a pity, it's a pity."

"How wonderful it would be if, standing here, it was you who saw this scene instead of me..."

The scholar in green shirt looked at the world quietly, and then smiled to himself.

Forget it.

What's going on with me today? Why can't I control my mind and keep having these random thoughts?

He heard the young Taoist priest inside talking, saying: "I have frozen these fruits in the well water for a long time, huh? Yes, this square opening is the well water, which can save people from running to the mountain springs and rivers. Draw water, there is living water in it, of course it is living water.”

Then there was the sound of the rope pulling the melons and fruits and breaking the water.

The scholar in green shirt smiled and didn't care. His temperament has always been like this. Even though he is in a state of sadness, he can still smile at others, and still likes to tease the lives close to him and crush them. Destroy everything else.

He smiled playfully.

In summer, there are trees, vines, melons and fruits, what a picture of a leisurely life.

Such a good thing must be destroyed.

Let me scare you.

How to scare?

Forget it, just go in.

This face is more terrifying than ten thousand traps.

Emperor Xi had a very clear self-understanding of how terrifying his existence was.

He pushed open the door.

I saw the young Taoist priest inside rolled up his Taoist robes, stood on the bluestone, and pulled up a rope. The lower part of the rope became darker because it was soaked in well water. The melons and fruits were bright, and the clear well water fell down. With the enthusiasm of the world of mortals, a refreshing air of cold air was blowing in front of me.

Under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, there are white flowers. A woman wearing a white skirt and stockings who is stepping on the bluestone squats in front of the Taoist, focusing on the food that the human children found after she fell asleep. Her eyelashes are long and black, and the sunlight falls on her eyes, which are as clear as gems.

She held her chin up and thought about a question seriously.

Why are children so greedy?

How do you remember that this thing was poisonous a few eons ago?

! ! ! !

The wooden door turned stiffly.

Immediately there was the sound of something falling to the ground, a dull sound.

The umbrella in the blue-shirted scribe's hand fell to the ground. He looked ahead, dazed, losing all ability to think and speak. The wind blew over, and the petals rose and brushed his temples, like the first tribulation. At that time, the wind and flowers blew in the wilderness of the heart for several eons, and finally fell on Fuxi.

In Fuxi's sight, the woman who shouldn't be here stood up.

She looked at the blue-shirted scribe on one side, looking at the dazed expression on his face and the messy white hair on his temples, with a gentle smile on his face:

"Brother."

"You're back."