The Era of Immortal Cultivation

There was a lantern festival in Shangyuan, which originated in the Han Dynasty, flourished in the Tang Dynasty, and flourished in the Song Dynasty.

Dali was a feudal vassal of the Song Dynasty, and its customs were close to the Song Dynasty. Jumei City was also brightly lit this night, with many lanterns and a ten-mile long street with brilliant lights.

A gentle and elegant middle-aged man is walking around the long street holding a folding fan. Every now and then he encounters an interesting and novel thing and wants to play with it.

"Your Majesty, it's better to return to the palace early!"

A big man with a Chinese character's face suddenly appeared behind the man, and he persuaded with a troubled face: "As usual, the palace should hold a night banquet today to reward all the royal relatives!"

Duan Yu put away the folding fan in his hand and said with a wry smile: "That's why I have to run out today. Let the queen mother and others arrange the night banquet! I still want to hang out more, so I won't go back today. Gao Qing, just go back like this.

Report it!"

Guo Zixian sighed. As a close minister, he also knew the difficulties and pains of His Majesty. However, after all, Emperor Wen'an was your Majesty's father and the ruler of Dali. He could not criticize him as a minister, so he could only advise in a low voice:
"At least let me send a few people to follow you to protect His Majesty's safety!"

"Hahaha!" Duan Yu's originally frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and his smile, which was already dignified, actually showed a hint of talent and elegance.

Guozixian also knew that what he said was really reluctant. With the martial arts of his country's leader, if someone could kill him, even hundreds of him would be useless.

"Then your Majesty, remember to return to the palace early! I will resign!"

"Got it!" Duan Yu waved his sleeves and ignored him, just mingling with the crowd and looking around. Suddenly he saw an old man selling fishing gear, which made his eyes light up.

Duan Yu was fond of Buddhism and Taoism, and was well versed in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He also acquired martial arts by chance and had a wide range of interests. However, in his middle age, he fell in love with fishing.

In fact, as a son of a man, as a king, as the beloved and brother of sisters... There are too many worries brought about by various identities. Duan Yu is not a person who is greedy for power, so he can only feel it when he is fishing.

The peace of silk heart.

"There seems to be a small lake in the mountains dozens of miles north of the city. It's quite elegant. Why don't you put some poles there and come back tomorrow morning!"

Duan Yu was originally an idiot, but he got excited when he thought about it. He threw a piece of silver away, bought a fishing rod and some bait, and used Qinggong to leave the city.

When he found a deserted place outside the city, he suddenly let out a loud roar, spit all the fishing gear into his mouth, and transformed into a big fish about one foot long. In an instant, he transformed into a pair of giant wings and flew north.

For Kunpeng, a journey of dozens of miles only takes a moment.

Duan Yu, who had recovered his true form, looked at a small island in the middle of Zhunbi Lake, took out his fishing gear and fell from the sky.

Huh? There is actually someone else? Is it a woman?

Duan Yu stood on the ground and held his hands in his hands, and said gently:

"Don't be afraid, girl, I'm just here to fish, I'm not a bad person!"

The woman sat with her back to him, silent.

"Girl? Girl?"

Duan Yu shouted a few more words, but still received no response. He was afraid that something had happened to the woman, so he walked carefully around to the woman.

At this time, a wisp of breeze blew by, and the woods on the bank of Tanbian swayed, making a pleasant rustling sound. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be blown by this breeze, revealing a half-full moon, and the quiet and soft moonlight fell gently.

The side view of a woman.

The clear water in the pond was rippled by the wind, and Duan Yu's inner lake, which he thought was sealed by cement, also became rippled.

Hibiscus is not as beautiful as the makeup, and the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green flowers.

The ancients did not bully me, Duan Yu!

He stared at the beautiful side face for a while, and felt that the woman's expression was extraordinary, and he seemed to have seen it before. After a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses, held his hands and apologized:

"I'm rude, young man."

The woman still didn't respond. Duan Yu slowly stepped forward and was shocked to realize that most of the woman's body was mechanized!

This woman is going to be enlightened!

Duan Yu was so eager to save people that he didn't care about the difference between men and women. He picked up the woman and flew to Dali Palace.

This girl hit me right in the heart, and I am quite familiar with her demeanor, I am afraid she looks like my father!

It seems that I have found my twenty-third sister!

Duan Yu quickly guessed the identity of this cheap sister: a member of the Buddhist sect. Is she Mrs. Meihua, Master Shuzhen or Mrs. Kuchan? Or who else does his father have a crush on from a Buddhist sect?

After falling into the palace, Duan Yu hurriedly called the imperial doctor and saw that the woman had been mostly mechanized, so he sent the palace maid to find a few monks who were good at repairing machines, and Yan Zhe came.

Before the imperial doctor arrived, Duan Zhengchun hurried over after hearing that Duan Yu had brought a woman back.

Miraculously, as soon as Duan Zhengchun arrived, the woman opened her eyes and turned over to sit up.

Duan Zhengchun, who hurried in, approached the bed, shed tears as a habit, and said in a familiar manner:

"My child! I'm so sorry for you! I wonder who your mother is?"

He has used this process nearly twenty times and is extremely proficient.

Qiao Feng, who had just regained control of Zhan Ji and was still slowly transmitting his light body, didn't react for a moment. He thought he was 'Qiao Feng', so he casually replied to Uncle Duan's question:

"My parents passed away ten years ago!"

She has a father! She has a father! Could it be?

Duan Yu, who was sitting at the table in the house drinking tea, felt that his heartbeat was beating several times faster, and he suddenly turned around.

The woman sitting on the bed laughed heroically and said:

"Brother! Long time no see! If you don't say anything this time, I'll have to drink a hundred jars of wine!"

Duan Yu finally remembered why he felt that this woman looked familiar.

"Brother? What are you doing?"

"Haha! It's a clone, isn't it interesting?"

So there are not enough biological sisters, so we have to bring in our adopted brothers to make up the number?

Sure enough, I shouldn’t have had expectations!

Duan Yu smiled and said: "Let's go! Brother, let's go drink!"

......

In the small courtyard of Bianjing, Li Hao was tinkering with Xu Zhu's body.

He has been studying this body for more than half a month, and finally made up his mind to transform it.

The engine, core... After the parts damaged by Qiao Feng were repaired by Li Hao, he used the formation to control the robot to transform back into Xu Zhu's steel body.

Now there is only one last step left.

Li Hao took out a hollow head made of iron, and when he saw that the head's face was sixty-seven percent similar to Xu Zhu's, he nodded with satisfaction, stuffed a specialized mutated chicken into it, and then welded the head to Xu Zhu's

On a headless body.

When everything was ready, he picked up a helmet made of seven or eight chicken hands put together from the side, and put it on gently.

The iron man who was lying silently on the ground suddenly stood up unsteadily, and the metal on his body began to flow. After a while, Li Hao's welded head turned into the same bright silver as his body.

Heavenly Eyes, Heavenly Ears, Divine Foot, Destiny.

Although it is a pity not to have his mind and the highest level of leakage, this body of steel definitely has the strength of the true form.

And the most amazing thing is that Xu Zhu's body has a 'self-sourced energy charging module', which is also the basis for it to become a robot that can act alone after being separated from Xu Zhu.

This is the most important thing for Li Hao. Although his 'Ren Feizheng' is stronger, the spiritual energy that drives it comes from Li Hao himself. A few moves can drain Li Hao's spiritual energy.

"You can play more boldly!" Looking at Xu Zhu's metal face in front of him, Li Hao smiled evilly:

"It's still too slow! Let me kick off the prelude to this world of great contention and great changes!"