Wrath of the Immortal

"May I ask if this place is Meichong Village?"

Xiong Wuwei, the emperor of the Great Chu State, was suspended in mid-air and asked loudly at the bottom of Meichong Village.

"Back to the emperor, this is Meichong Village."

"I am the leader of this village."

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor."

"..."

The old village chief was so frightened that he led all the villagers to kneel at the east end of the village.

Xiong Weneng breathed a sigh of relief and led his men to the outside of Meichong Lake Village.

Except for Xiong Wuwei, the others were stationed on the spot and had no intention of entering the village.

"Old village chief, please wake up quickly..."

After Xiong Wuwei landed, he quickly stepped forward to help the opponent up.

Everyone was stunned at such a scene, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Was there any mistake?

The emperor of Chu State, who was less than one person but more than ten thousand people, actually took the initiative to help the old village chief?

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't be able to believe it was true even if you beat them to death.

How virtuous and capable is the old village chief?

He's just a bad old man, how can he accept the emperor's support?

For a moment, the villagers were stunned, unable to make sense of their chaotic thoughts.

Looking at the emperor's posture, he doesn't look like he's here to massacre the village!

If it wasn't to massacre the village, what on earth did the emperor want to do by mobilizing troops like this?

Could it be that you came here just to see the so-called miracle?

"Your Majesty, you must not do this. You are ruining your old age."

The old village chief didn't dare to let the emperor support him. This was a crime of beheading. He quickly stood up.

At this moment, his waist no longer aches, his legs no longer hurt, and he can do things quickly.

"I dare to ask the old village chief, is it true that he summoned the imperial capital in the early morning?"

While Xiong Wu could not speak, his eyes were filled with nervousness.

Compared to back then, he looked much older.

He has gone from a boy in his twenties to an old man in his fifties.

The once black hair was gone, and it was covered with little silver strands.

Although his cultivation level has reached the Golden Core stage from the Foundation Establishment stage.

If you use your spiritual sense to sense it, you can find that his body contains a huge amount of death energy.

Obviously, Xiong Wuwei's life is short and his end is approaching.

If you cannot break through to the Nascent Soul stage in a short period of time, you will definitely die.

During this period, Xiong Wuneng went to Qiyun Sect and inquired about increasing longevity.

The acting sect leader of Qi Yun Sect told him that no one in the sect could refine the Shou Yuan Pill.

Unless they find the legendary senior Xiao Chen, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Xiong Wuneng asked around and finally learned that Xiao Chen left the Chinese mainland after destroying the Qin Kingdom.

The world is huge, how easy is it to find Xiao Chen?

Even though Xiong Wuneng is an emperor, he still feels powerless when facing death.

Just when he was depressed, drinking, and wanted to end this life...

A memorial came from Meichong Village, and a miracle happened in the village overnight.

The old village chief asked the emperor to decide how to thank the immortal and make some contributions to the immortal.

Upon hearing the news, Xiong Wanwei was so excited that he immediately rolled off the bed.

He called for hundreds of civil and military officials, beauties from the harem, and thousands of guards in brocade robes...

Ever since, there was the scene where everyone was heading towards Meichong Village.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely true. How about we go see the miracle first?"

Seeing the emperor's expectant look, the old village chief mistakenly thought he wanted to see a miracle, so he hurriedly spoke.

"I won't read the miracles. How much do you know about immortals?"

Xiong Wuneng waved his hand and changed the subject.

"Back to the emperor, we have never seen an immortal before."

The old village chief didn't dare to hide anything, so he answered truthfully.

"What? Have you never seen an immortal?"

Xiong Wuwei's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of anger.

He came here just to see Xiao Chen and beg him to reward him with the Longevity Pill.

If Xiao Chen wasn't here, wouldn't it mean that he could only wait to die?

The old village chief was very good at observing people's emotions. When he saw the emperor getting angry, he already guessed what was going on.

After doing this for a long time, the emperor mobilized all his troops to come here just to see the immortals here.

Thinking about it in the blink of an eye, the old village chief felt that something was wrong.

Legend has it that immortals practice in the mountains.

With the ability of the emperor of Chu, how could he not find the hidden immortal?

Why did the emperor come here to find an immortal cultivator who didn't know whether he stayed in the village?

Is it possible that the gods here are different from the gods elsewhere?

These thoughts flashed through his mind. Although the old village chief could not figure out the reason, he understood one thing deeply.

He must first deceive the emperor that the immortal is in the village, otherwise his life will be at risk.

"Your Majesty, calm down!

"Although we have never seen an immortal, there is an immortal's former residence in the village."

"I think the immortals must live there."

"..."

The old village chief immediately knelt on the ground and said what he had already thought of.

"You mean, the immortal is in the village?"

Hearing this, Xiong Wuwei turned from worry to joy, with an excited smile on his face.

When he saw the old village chief nodding, he took a sudden step and was about to fly into the village.

However, the moment he flew out, he suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Xiong Wuwei took off his dragon robe under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"emperor……"

The old village chief took a step forward and wanted to ask Xiong Wuwei if he wanted help getting the dragon robe.

Unexpectedly, Xiong Wuneng threw the dragon robe directly to the ground.

Not to mention that, Xiong Wuwei took off his accessories and took off his boots.

When he was only left with his underwear, he walked towards the village with satisfaction.

"Follow me, to see the gods!"

Zhang Sanpang, the leader of the Jinyiwei, took the two to the old village chief and said in an imperative tone.

The old village chief quickly agreed, and then selected a few smart young men from the crowd.

In this way, everyone carefully followed behind Emperor Xiong Wuneng.

The Mei Chong Village in front of them is more than ten times larger than it was in the past.

From here, it is at least seven or eight miles to Xiao Chen's ancestral home.

It takes at least half an hour for an ordinary person to walk.

If the emperor, who is naturally delicate, walks like this, won't his legs break?

"Your Majesty, forget about casting a spell, do you want to take a sedan chair?"

Zhang Sanpang stepped forward, came to Xiong Wuneng, and whispered.

"Shut up, do I need you to teach me how to do it?"

Xiong Wuneng turned around and glared at Zhou Sanpang, with murderous intent flashing in his deep eyes.

"Your Majesty, calm down, I know I was wrong!"

Zhang Sanpang didn't dare to say anything more, and after slapping himself, he retreated into the crowd.

Everyone followed Xiong Wuneng and continued to move forward.

After just a few steps, everyone's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

After taking three steps, the emperor of the Great Chu Kingdom bowed down to the front.

This is not an ordinary bow.

He put his hands together in front of his chest, lowered his head to his hands, and then straightened his back.

Everyone thought that Xiong Wuneng's bow was already very respectful to Xiao Chen.

What they never expected was that this was far from over.

After this bow, Xiong Wuneng walked forward nine steps and stopped again.

His knees slowly touched the ground, his upper body crawled on the ground, and he knocked his head to the ground three times.

After Xiong Wuneng stood up, he continued to move forward three steps and bowed deeply.

The scene just now was repeated over and over again, and I don’t know how many times it was repeated.

The old village chief and others who followed behind all widened their eyes, their eyes full of shock.

In everyone’s mind, all thought of an old saying.

Bow once every three steps, kowtow once every nine steps.

Only with sincerity can you get the chance to become an immortal.