Taoist companions help me live forever

The Royal Palace of Yue Kingdom.

The clouds of war did not break away the solemnity of the palace, and the city wall, which was more than ten feet high, was as insurmountable as the sky.

Night falls.

A black shadow emerged from behind the wall.

The shadow was wearing night clothes and a black hood with only its eyes and nose exposed, blending into the night.

His name is Situ Zhaixing, and he is a martial arts master who has been famous for many years in the Yue Kingdom. His light kung fu is not only as fast as a galloping horse, but he also has amazing physical strength and can travel thousands of miles in a day.

He once competed with a BMW from a foreign land and beat the horse to death. He was known as the "Magic Taibao" in the world.

But his current identity is the Qinglong Envoy of the Qinglong Society, the new overlord of the Yue Kingdom.

Situ Zhaixing stretched his head and looked down. In the night, he could vaguely see the houses in the distance as small as toys.

He was actually a little dazed for a moment.

Situ Zhaixing was not afraid of heights, but when he thought about what he was going to do tonight, his heart beat uncontrollably.

For a while.

He just let out a breath, and then threw down the rope on his back.

The shift change time of the city wall guards here is quarter of an hour, so he has to hurry up.

About half an hour later.

The first person climbed up. Like him, he was wearing black night clothes and a black hood.

"you are too slow."

The voice of the person who came up was muffled by the mask, but one could vaguely tell that his voice was that of an old man.

Situ Zhaixing rolled his eyes and said, "Old Mo, you can't stand and talk without pain in your back. If you have the ability, come next time."

"Haha, once is enough. I don't care about my longevity."

Lao Mo thought he was being humorous.

Before he finished speaking, it was the second person, the third person...

Until the seventh person climbed up.

"Today the eight great masters visited the palace at night. They will definitely leave a good story in the world in the future. By then, everyone will be famous all over the world, and this life will be considered in vain."

One of the rough voices looked at the palace under the night, feeling quite high-spirited.

"There are many masters in the palace, as well as legendary immortal cultivators. Don't be careless. We are only here to gather information, not to assassinate the emperor."

Situ Zhaixing lowered his voice and warned:

"You should remember the map. According to the original plan, the eight of us and I will proceed separately. Regardless of whether we have gained anything by then, we will gather at the original meeting point two hours later.

Everyone, this mission is of great importance and the reward is huge. It also means great danger. You must not act on your will. "

"Okay, whoever is here is not Lao Jianghu. He really lost his life. It was just bad luck."

The rough voice said impatiently.

"I go first."

Whoosh!

His steps were quick and light, and he disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Everyone, please take it seriously."

In the blink of an eye, only the last two of the eight were left.

"Junior Brother Ding, why don't you take action?"

one of them asked.

Under the mask, Ding Leru was questioned, but he still managed to muster the energy to reply:

"Senior brother, our Changle Sword Sect only has two grand masters left. If we all stay in the palace this time, the Changle Sword Sect will completely decline in the future.

Junior Brother, I have given up the idea of ​​cultivating immortals. Why don’t I take over Senior Brother’s position and go home to revitalize the Changle Sword Sect. "

Ding Le just wants to give himself a big mouth at this moment - to give Yi Ya a high profile.

It is said that when he arrived in Kyoto after serving the royal family, he was given the antidote by Yu Xian and became a free man happily.

However, he thought that the Blue Dragon Society was beyond the reach of the Qinglong Society under the city of Kyoto, so he opened a martial arts gym. As his master, he quickly established connections with various people and settled down.

The golden signboard of the Grandmaster is placed there.

The business of the martial arts school was booming, and countless rich kids asked him to teach them with money. He just talked about it every day, and his hands cramped after counting the money.

So he took in three concubines in one go and bought more than twenty pretty maids. He indulged in the gentle countryside every day and found the same happiness as martial arts.

Half a month ago.

He was hugging his concubine, eating hot pot and singing songs when his senior brother suddenly came to the door and said he was needed during the meeting.

No! He doesn't need it!

However, he didn't dare to resist at all.

Because the senior brother is followed by six martial arts masters with deep auras. Two of the masters he knows are both long-established seniors in the world, and both are in the middle stage of Xiantian.

Does he dare to say no?

Don’t dare!

Ding Le's senior brother, the great elder of the Changle Sword Sect, heard this but said:

"The Changle Sword Sect has now joined the rebel army. If we fail to succeed, there will be no Changle Sword Sect in the future.

So junior brother, you have to fight with me.

This time, as long as we find out what happened to the emperor, we have been promised in the meeting that after the incident is completed, we will be sent to the world of immortality, and we will all have the opportunity to become immortals.

By then our Changle Sword Sect will no longer be an ordinary sect, but an immortal sect! "

Ding Le sighed as he heard his senior brother's voice sounding like he was being injected with chicken blood.

"Senior brother, you have become demonic."

"Junior brother, do you want to betray the Qinglong Society?"

There was a fierce light in the Great Elder's eyes.

Ding Le smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, you have always taken care of me since I entered the academy. Today, it is a sea of ​​swords and fire, and junior brother has to accompany you."

"Okay, if you and I brothers work together, we can't go anywhere."

The great elder held Ding Le's hand tightly.

Ding Le felt a coldness seeping into his bones.

…

Two hours later.

boom!

Deep inside the palace, a roar came from the emperor's palace.

"court death!"

A white-haired old man with a deathly aura walked out of the room, holding a bloody human head in his hand. It looked like it had been plucked alive.

Boom boom!

The sound of heavy footsteps was heard, and soon the Imperial Guards heard the sound and gathered around. When they saw the old man, they all knelt down.

"grown ups!"

"A few rats got in, catch them, leave no one behind!"

The head fell heavily in front of the captain of the Royal Guards. The old man's voice contained no emotion.

"There are eight people in total. If three of them run away, if one is missing, your head will be used as a butt."

"yes!"

The captain stood up and waved his hand, causing a trace of blood to appear in the eyes of the guards behind him.

"Kill without mercy!"

…

"Junior brother, run quickly!"

"Monster, I'll fight you!"

Ding Le's ears seemed to still be ringing with his senior brother's roar. As soon as his tears fell, they were blown away by the strong wind. He didn't dare to stay for a moment.

There was a green talisman attached to his chest, which was the talisman that his senior brother had attached to him before he died.

With this immortal cultivator's talisman, his body seemed to have lost weight, and his speed suddenly increased.

However, the Imperial Guards behind him were chasing after him. Their speed was far slower than his own, but they would be quickly caught up every time they failed to escape.

After about one stick of incense.

Ding Le suddenly felt a heavy step. He lowered his head and saw that the runes on his chest were flashing with sparks, as if they would burn into ashes in the next moment.

"No, if you continue like this, you will be caught up sooner or later."

At the critical moment, Ding Le paused and looked up.

Three big characters came into view.

Prince Fu's Mansion!

Thank you all readers for your continued reading. This book will be on the recommendation list next week, so I will add an update to show my appreciation. I hope you will continue to read it.