The Lord who use immortals as food

Pei Ye didn't know where he was.

It had been a long time since he felt that "he" belonged to "himself" so thoroughly.

All the oppression and assimilation disappeared, just like peeling off a layer of bloody tangerine peel from the soul, weak, painful, but extremely relaxed.

There was a vast silence around him.

He didn't know how long he had been floating in this realm. When his consciousness regained consciousness, he saw a magnificent picture like a fairy god.

It was so familiar that he was stunned.

Of course, it was still the deep and endless, the sky with scales, the Cangshan Mountains, the long beard, and the endless white mist and purple bamboo.

This was his mind realm, but it had been eroded by the imperial map long ago.

But in the center of the purple bamboo, at the end of the long beard that fell from the sky, a pearl was firmly embedded there.

The long beard was covered with dark blue lacerations, and these magnificent fine lines extended all the way to the netherworld, and in the purple bamboo forest, this pearl cast a pure circle.

Pei Ye was standing here.

This is exactly the true appearance of the ancient scroll he saw. At that time, he thought it was a remnant of the old image, but now it appears so real in his mind.

Xitingxin was stunned by the secret decree of the Dragon Immortal.

He looked up at the pearl. It was a doorway open to him.

Pei Ye hesitated for a moment, stepped in, and was already in the high heaven fairyland.

The vast sea of ​​wind and clouds, countless high and low Qionglou Jinques were hidden in it, and the high and low spread to the end of the vision.

Pei Ye stood in the middle of them.

There were exquisite eaves in the sky next to him, and a towering cloud building in front of him. The place where he stood was made of white jade.

This is of course a fairyland that only exists in poetry and legends. Everything carries the breath of high and distant immortals. Pei Ye has seen it many times in three duels, but it was not until now that he was in it that he realized that it was all phantoms.

They may have existed here before, but it was an old story thousands of years ago. Pei Ye slowly reached out his hand to these buildings, but he touched nothing, only the cold wind.

The real world revealed its face to him. The gold and jade were old, the jade buildings were eroded by the wind, and the once ethereal and lofty fairyland had long fallen. For many years, it was buried in the snow and became an old shadow that no one cared about.

Now it welcomed the first living person.

Pei Ye looked around, it was grand, cold, and lonely. It was like an old country that had lost its monarch, and in the middle of the country was a peak that reached the sky.

It was high above all the desolate buildings, and you had to look up to see its height. It was the only place that had not been ruined.

In the distance, you can also see that some magical fairy palaces are located around the peaks, each in its own wonderland. There are seven of these fairy palaces, which are grouped in groups of three or two, surrounding a layer that is higher and closer to the sky, where there are three solemn halls.

There are no stone waterfalls and winding paths. There is sky, wind and snow, and there may be nine days of starlight at night.

Then three halls guarded the only grandeur on the top of the peak.

It was faintly visible in the clouds.

But this peak also looked uninhabited for a long time.

Although they had never collapsed or been damaged, they were not bright at all. Thousands of years of silence accumulated into their current appearance. Pei Ye walked slowly towards it, gradually feeling that it was not just desolate, but blocked, buried, and untouchable on another higher level.

But when Pei Ye stepped on the first step of the snow-covered stone steps, a change occurred.

The first footprint in a thousand years was imprinted, and the road seemed to wake up. The snow on the stone steps faded, revealing the jade-like steps, all the way up to the waist of the peak, and then the whistling wind suddenly stopped, and the snow stopped falling. All the desolate and cold nature seemed to avoid this place, making way for this young man to ascend to heaven.

The door of the house is now open for you.

Without any guidance, Pei Ye seemed to know where he was going. At some point, the blue and quiet fire had begun to surround him. They were dancing, like fairy clothes, like streamers, like his subjects. He seemed to have walked this road thousands of times, but at that time, some people walked side by side, some talked and laughed, and some met each other. The magnificent and ethereal grandeur was floating above his head. There were jade trees on the roadside, not desolate snow and wind.

Until he came to this fairy palace.

It was one of the seven palaces seen from the bottom of the mountain. There was no seal engraving on the plaque in front of the palace, but it reflected seven light spots with a special arrangement. There were also many dim stars around, as if a corner of the starry sky was printed.

They had begun to brighten, not dead objects, but like a mirror reflecting the real starry sky.

Pei Ye stepped into the palace gate, the snow was melting, the grass and trees began to grow, and every step he took forward, a layer of darkness here faded.

The blue spiritual fire could not wait to leave his body and fly away. Some of them lit up the jade lamp, some outlined the beautiful fine lines, some jumped onto the dome, some wrapped around the pillars and beams, but most of them flew to the end of the hall.

It was a jade platform that had been silent for an unknown period of time. It seemed to be more wonderful and ancient than this fairy palace and this fairyland. Pei Ye stood for a moment, and countless brilliant fires surrounded him, dancing, leaping, covering the sky, and covering the ground. In this unique fire world, he slowly put his hand on this last jade platform.

Everything seemed to be silent at this moment.

The fairy sound came from nowhere. He was wearing a noble robe like a black scale, with golden pupils, jade pendants, and long hair floating on fire. Pei Ye lowered his eyes and looked down. On the jade platform surrounded by flames, a line of ancient Taoist characters that seemed to have never changed slowly lit up.

[Xingshou·Xuanhuo Lingzi Temple]

As if something spread throughout the entire fairyland, this shrine, which is located thousands of feet above countless jade towers and golden towers, once again lit up a lone fire after countless thousands of years.

In the deep, cold darkness.

A bit of aura-like will awakened from the flames first.

Ignorant and unintentional, like a child's first aura.

Then, like a newborn baby, it used all means to sense its surroundings, spreading out its tentacles and touching a massive amount of memories.

It is a dark and deep bead, [Pupillary Bead]. It records everything about a person for twenty-seven years, including behavior, knowledge, emotions, and thoughts. It includes body and mind, all subtle movements, and all tiny thoughts.

Gradually it knew where it came from and what it was.

This will spreads out and touches the muscles, bones, and flesh. They are broken and incomplete, but this will does not need to piece together every part of the body. After these bones and flesh are purified, each part of them can carry the will, and each part can transformed into other organs.

Sima's body was recast.

The startled fish and shrimp stared blankly at the scene at the bottom of the river. Some subconsciously chased the flesh and blood gathered in the water. It was not until the prototype of a giant thing appeared that they dispersed in a swarm.

Three hundred miles away from Shaolong Mansion, under the quiet moonlight, the river flowed silently, with reeds growing on the shore. An old human figure broke through the water and sat quietly under a big stone.

He observed the surroundings with some curiosity, corroborating everything he learned in his memory.

Suddenly his eyes moved, he lowered his head, and a note appeared in his palm.

The ink characters are cool and vigorous, perhaps the last line of handwriting left by the old man in this world.

"Welcome to the world and give yourself a name."

He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile: "It's really easy to express emotions when people are about to die. You are not immune to this."

He quietly looked at the autumn moon in the sky and murmured for a long time: "If you have any good points, just call me Qu Zhu."

The wind blew through the reeds and the sound of fish turning in the water made him stand up. From the end of his memory to the present, he had lost a day's worth of information, but since he was born, it was not difficult to guess what happened.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Shaolong Mansion, smiled gently, and said softly: "I wish you good luck."

Then he lowered his head and looked at the white fire in his palm expressionlessly: "We'll see."

Regardless of whether he is a newborn or a creature, whether he is still a "person" or not, he still has to continue on the path he should take.

After burning the note and restraining the flames, he walked towards the mountains and fields, his naked body bathed in the moonlight, like a newborn baby.

——"If life is a ring, then children and old people should be overlapped."

There was silence for an unknown length of time.

Pei Ye finally came to the real world.

He couldn't open his eyes, but he felt some slight bumps. It was consciousness slowly returning to his body, and his five senses responded weakly at first.

"Isn't he a young man from the mountains? He's seventeen years old. He can't recognize all the words and doesn't understand anything." A somewhat distorted voice came into his ears, "What a simple boy."

"Yes, little country bumpkin." A clean and gentle male voice.

"What crime did you say he committed?"

"Kill Governor Shaolong."

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It was at this moment that Pei Ye opened his eyes in a daze, and he quickly realized what he was on - a chariot and a horse. Only a very generous chariot and horse could move so fast and steadily.

Subconsciously, he moved his limbs and only brought up the light clatter of a string of iron chains. Only then did he feel that his body was very heavy and all his energy was gone.

Weakness, pain, hunger and thirst. All the feelings came up at once. He gritted his teeth and leaned back. The cage allowed him to lean on it.

After taking a few breaths, he turned his head and looked. Outside the cage was a Taoist man sitting cross-legged. Pei Ye was slightly startled. He had never seen such a clean man.

The green Taoist uniform is meticulously neat, and there are no wrinkles in the unfolded clothes. Every strand of hair in the rolled up bun is clearly visible. He has a handsome face, a cinnabar dot on his forehead, and a handful of red dates in his pocket. Hold the book in one hand and read it, chewing it carefully in your mouth.

It seems that this person should not be in the human world, but on the misty spiritual mountain.

A set of flying little bells were suspended on the side of his head - the distorted sound came from there.

Pei Ye couldn't see the scene outside, but it was obvious that there were only two of them in the carriage.

"May I ask, what kind of place is this?" Pei Ye realized that he was hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth.

"We have just passed the Shaolong Realm, and there are still 2,400 miles away from Shenjing." The man said calmly.

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Pei Ye was stunned for a while: "Where is my cat?"

A quiet black jade dumpling poked out from behind the man, who was also holding a date and chewing on it.

".Why don't you lock it up too?"

"Xian Shou didn't take action."

"." Pei Ye was silent for a while, trying to collect his thoughts, "May I ask, what date is it now and what is the situation?"

"On the sixth day of the incident, your case has been transferred to Shenjing Xianrentai. Now I will escort you there."

".Who is your Excellency?"

The man held up the pendant on his waist - the wild goose tablet.

Pei Ye blurted out: "It's so new."

"To pledge your new one."

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Pei Ye didn't think of what else to ask. His eyes were fixed on the dates on the man's clothes. He felt hungry after not eating for seven days.

He looked at the jujube steadily, and the man stopped his hand and looked at him, until he hesitated slightly and handed it to him.

Pei Ye immediately turned his head and opened his mouth: "Ah——"

The man fed him one.

Pei Ye swallowed it three times, spit out the date core, and tilted his head: "Ah——"

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The man put it into his mouth again.

After eating all the red dates one by one, Pei Ye felt more comfortable and leaned against the iron wall, showing a more relaxed expression.

The man looked at him: "This is red date, a kind of fruit on the tree."

"." Pei Ye looked at him silently.

"Oh, I know you." The man nodded lightly, took out a handful from somewhere, and continued to eat with the book.

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"Well, could you please tell me, since my case is being sent to Shenjing, will I not be beheaded for a while?"

"have no idea."

"Then, can you please write some letters for me?"

The man looked at him in surprise.

"Well," Pei Ye said with some difficulty, "I thought I was going to die. I wrote letters to many friends, some of which were very sad. But I didn't expect that I didn't die."

The man was still slightly surprised.

"Yes, I'm not very good at writing." Pei Ye admitted, "And now I don't know whether to allow it or not."

The man nodded thoughtfully at this time: "It turns out that you country people not only know about dates, but also about letters."

"." Pei Ye was silent.

He came up with a set of pen and ink: "Okay, tell me who to write to."

It took Pei Ye a long time to press his eyes, took a deep breath, tilted his head and opened his mouth: "Ah——"

Talking, writing letters, eating dates. The majestic and mysterious convoy of Xianrentai drove all the way to Shenjing. In the heavily covered car in the middle, the sunlight that came in gradually turned orange.

". In the end, you write that you are the ghostwriter, and then I'll sign it." Pei Ye tilted her head and looked at the letter written by the man, "——By the way, I haven't asked my brother for a title yet."

"Mirror Heart."

"Oh, hello, Brother Jing, just write 'Jing Xin Ghostwriter', and then I will write the last two letters myself."

".[Mirror Heart] is the Taoist number."

"Oh, oh!" Pei Ye covered up her embarrassment, "They're all the same. Hey, you Taoist priests don't have your own names after you become a monk?"

The man looked at him calmly: "You can call me by my common name if you're used to it. My name is Yan Feiqing."