Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 999: The Brilliant Imperial Road

The scene in the eyes of the exiled immortal was clearly like a passing show, and he was only a bystander, not experiencing it personally as usual. Logically speaking, it was impossible for it to cause a change in his mood, let alone empathy.

But the fact is, the scenes in the realm of refining the mind have nothing to do with him, but the exiled immortal just can't help the nameless anger in his heart.

In my heart, flames burn up to the sky.

In his eyes, heroism is like child's play. Rather than heroism, it is more reckless and foolhardy.

Don't you think about it? How could the son of that evil official be willing to give up? And how could this person's family background be enough to provoke him?
In particular, the premise of Fang Lian's state of mind is that power is like heaven. In a county, for a merchant like this who only has a little property, it is no less than heaven. How could he watch his only son being beaten black and blue? !

But he couldn't say anything. In his opinion, mortals were like ants, born in a morning and dying in a night. But even though their life was short, they still had their shining points that were worthy of praise.

There is always someone in this world who will stand up for justice.

The exiled immortal collected his thoughts, calmed down, and silently watched the images flowing before his eyes.

"Ku'er, now that things have come to this, it's useless for you to be stubborn. The people don't fight against the officials. We can't defeat the chief clerk.

Your father has already contacted Tailei Martial Arts School for you. Your father and the old master have a good relationship, and others cannot enter even if they want to. You can go there for refuge first and wait until this storm is over. "

in the room.

A thin middle-aged man with kind features said helplessly.

Opposite the man was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face, especially his eyes, which were quite bright and black, leaving a deep impression at first sight.

At this moment, the mysterious feeling in the exiled immortal's heart became more and more strange, as if he was this young man, but at the same time, there was a voice in the dark reminding him that he was not this young man.

He was just a bystander and could do nothing. He could only follow the perspective of the characters in the story to watch the development of the scene he experienced and understand the meaning of the world.

"I know, Father."

In the picture, the young man nodded solemnly.

"Okay, okay, just listen to me. I'm afraid you won't listen. It's getting late. Kuo'er, you should go to bed early. I'll take you there early tomorrow morning."

The middle-aged man let out a long sigh, then hurried out of the house, as if he was afraid that the young man would suddenly regret it.

The next day, it was dawn.

in the house.

The young man was woken up early by the middle-aged man. The two of them walked out of the house, one after the other, without disturbing anyone, and went straight towards the martial arts hall.

After turning many turns and walking for about half an hour, the sun was high in the sky, the morning mist gradually faded, and a stone wall several hundred meters long appeared in front of them.

Further ahead is a large vermilion gate with a plaque hanging on it with the words "Tailei Martial Arts School" inscribed on it.

There are tables and benches in front of the martial arts hall.

Sitting there was a young man wearing a gray suit and leggings.

The middle-aged man hurriedly led the young man forward.

Seeing the young man in gray clothes, the middle-aged man's face lit up with joy, as if he had seen an old acquaintance. He immediately walked up to him quickly, clasped his fists and said:

"My dear, your master and I have already made an agreement that this is my son... and he is going to join your hall..."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he was interrupted by the young man.

"Your family has offended the powerful, yet you dare to ask my master to protect you and let him wade into this muddy water."

The young man snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

"I won't waste my words with you. Let me tell you this. I have two pieces of paper in my hand. One says I agree to let you enter the martial arts gym, and the other says I disagree. You choose one... and leave it to fate.

If you choose to agree, then I won't stop you, but if you choose not to agree, you can just give up and go back to where you came from, how about that?"

While talking to Xiang Congsheng, he took out two pieces of paper rolled into a ball, put them in his palm, and placed them in front of Shen Kuo.

Although it was a question, the words revealed that there was no room for doubt.

"Sir, are you going to enter the martial arts hall... When... I have already agreed..."

The middle-aged man said quickly.

The young man said nothing, but just stared at the boy with a smile.

The exiled immortal observed the development of things from the perspective of an outsider, and this feeling was quite wonderful.

He didn't know who he was. He immediately realized that the other party was deliberately making things difficult for the young man.

He could guarantee that the two pieces of paper in his palms contained expressions of disapproval.

As for why the other party targeted the young man, it should be related to the chief clerk. As for the specific reason, it is not clear, but it should not be to please the other party.

He could sense that the boy should have reacted as well.

"Even if you don't let me in, I'll go in anyway."

The young man sneered and immediately grabbed a ball of paper. Seeing this, the young man showed joy on his face.

He had no relationship with the chief clerk, nor was he trying to curry favor with him. It was just that the young man had offended the chief clerk's son, who was a hot potato. He did not want to trouble his master, so he took the initiative and wanted to shut him out.

Here are the rules of the martial arts school. If the hard way doesn’t work, you can only use the soft way.

However, the smugness on the young man's lips had not yet expanded. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the young man.

The latter picked up the paper ball, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, then picked up another paper ball and spread it out.

The young man smiled and looked at the young man: "My brother, this one says "disagree", so the one I chose should mean "agree", right?!"

The exiled immortal found it interesting. To be honest, he had not expected such a way to break the impasse, but it was very effective.

“It’s okay to be clever and be smart, but it’s not enough. If you want to go far and live long, you need real ability.

Next, I will let Congsheng demonstrate to you several times the Thunder Fist that newcomers in the martial arts school use to sharpen their qi and blood. How much you can learn depends on your personal talent and understanding.

After three months, I will personally inspect you. If you don’t meet the standards, I will still kick you out… Did you hear me?”

At this moment, an energetic old man walked out of the martial arts hall slowly, glanced at the young man, and said casually.

When the young man saw the old man, he immediately smiled awkwardly, then stood aside respectfully and called him "Master".

"Master, rest assured. I understand." The young man was indeed very clever. He took advantage of the slope and went with the flow.

But the exiled immortal shook his head when he saw this. For some people, they don’t like people who are too clever, and may even feel disgusted, thinking that such people are dishonest and unreliable.

The old man certainly doesn't hate it, but he definitely doesn't like it.

"You don't have to call me master and disciple. We are not yet master and disciple. I accepted you only for your father's sake. Your father once did me a favor, and I am not someone who will not repay a favor. But not everyone can stay here forever. If you cannot enter after a month, you should go back to where you came from."

The old man said this expressionlessly, and after giving a few instructions to the young man beside him, he put his hands behind his back and left leisurely like an old farmer.

The young man's father wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally did not open his mouth. He was a humble man with little influence. Even if he had been thanked for the kindness he received in the past, what could he do? It was not a life-saving favor. The old museum owner's identity was there, and it was not easy for him to remember it.

The cocks crowed suddenly and the dawn broke.

A damp and cold fog mixed with wisps of smoke blew in from Luojiang.

The sky is filled with white mist.

In the blink of an eye.

The boy has been in the martial arts gym for a month.

To the exiled immortal's surprise, things did not develop in a good direction.

Even though the boy got up early and worked late, he still didn't get in. No matter how much he begged, he was still kicked out of the martial arts hall. When the chief clerk learned that the boy was kicked out of the martial arts hall, his revenge came like a storm.

Even if the boy's father spent all his family wealth in that month, it would be of no use.

finally.

The young man's family was broken up.

My father was thrown into jail and died suddenly three days later.

The boy's limbs were broken, his tongue was cut off, and his eyes were gouged out, like a human pig.

Mortals are like human pigs, no less than a tiger whose sharp fangs like daggers have been pulled out, strong and powerful, like curved claws made of steel...

Although he was just a bystander, the exiled immortal felt a sense of resentment lingering in his heart, suppressing it in his mind.

The young man was obviously righteous and kind-hearted, and he stood up for others. But in the end, his family was destroyed and he was chopped into a human pig.

From a mortal's perspective, it is too tragic.

He originally thought that the scene would end directly like this, but it was unexpected.

The young man had clearly been chopped into a human pig, but in his dream, he suddenly got a chance and floated in the air like a demon. Although he no longer had sharp fangs and powerful claws, he had a set of poisonous fangs instead, which made him even more terrifying.

He killed the chief clerk, the county magistrate... everyone in between who had caused his family to be destroyed.

He killed everyone in the martial arts hall.

The boy turned into a demon. He went crazy and killed and ate anyone he saw. The entire county was devastated, blood flowed like a river, and the streams turned blood red...

The dragon slayer finally becomes the evil dragon!
But the exiled immortal did not feel anything was wrong. Instead, he felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

In fact, he felt it was not enough.

Too few people died and too little blood was shed.

Everybody deserves to die.

There is no door to hell, so just create a door.

Only when everyone is sent in will the injustice in the world naturally disappear.

That is the true great man of the world.

Somehow, the exiled immortal felt that he had become that young man. His eyes were red and he wanted to kill, kill, kill.

Boundless murderous intent surged like an endless tide, drowning everything.

Fortunately, the exiled immortal finally came to his senses in time and got out of this state.

He was still in shock and gasping for breath.

Unexpectedly, he almost got deeply trapped in the first mind-refining scene.

But he clearly didn't feel anything weird, nor did he feel anything strange.

As expected of the Emperor's Road to Refining the Heart, it's truly terrifying!
The exiled immortal frowned.

At the same time, it quickly stretches out.

He got rid of that state, does it mean that he has successfully passed the Emperor's Path to Refining the Heart? !
Although it is hard to guard against, it is actually not that difficult...

The exiled immortal looked at himself at the first moment.

As he thought, he was still at the Immortal King level and had not broken through to the Emperor level.

He was a little confused. Why did he still not break through after waking up from his stupor?

If this is not possible, how can this be possible?
Is it possible that I have to indulge in that madness? !
Every creature at the Lu Jin level is a treasure that can only be encountered by chance. When the banished immortal was going through the mental tribulation, Jiang Huai naturally observed in secret from beginning to end.

But he cannot interfere with this and can only let things take their own course. It depends on whether the exiled immortal has the ability to do so. At this level, it is absolutely impossible to force things to happen.

However, he deduced a cause and effect and believed that the probability of the exiled immortal's success was still quite high.

Thinking of this.

Jiang Huai suddenly thought of it.

In the original text, the Weird Ancestor once commented on Ye Fan like this.

The fact that there were two Immortal Emperors in one family was unprecedented and unparalleled in ancient and modern times, which shocked the ancestor.
As for Jiang Huai, the number of Immortal Emperors has now reached three.

If the news of three Immortal Emperors in one family got out, it would be so terrifying that it was beyond imagination. It would be spread for eternity and would shake the boundless universe. It would be an event that had never happened since ancient times.

Jiang Huai felt very fulfilled.

If we add in the believers, such as Ye Fan, the Ruthless Emperor, the Desolate Emperor, the Willow God, Shi Yi...

The number of Lu Jin-level powerful people who are closely related to him has reached a terrifying eight.

Even if he was only two away from the ten most bizarre immortal emperors of the bizarre clan.

But know that this is not the limit.

As long as time is given, this number will definitely be exceeded. After all, people like the Wu Shi Immortal Emperor, the Six-Eared Macaque, and Sun Wukong all have a certain hope of reaching the Immortal Emperor realm in the future, or even going further. Even Xiao Hei has this hope.

As for the country boy, he had no hope of breaking through to the emperor realm.

Given the talent of the country boy, being able to step into the realm of the supreme giant is already the limit. If he tries to break through forcefully, it will harm the origin of the avenue.

This is what is called "what is destined to happen will happen, and what is destined to happen will not happen."

For a country boy, even if he wanted to break through to the emperor realm, he couldn't do it by force.

Fortunately, after the Valkyrie's caring guidance, Tuwazi's state of mind has changed dramatically. He is no longer so obsessed with entering the emperor realm and can treat these brothers who have shared his life with him with a normal attitude.

Otherwise, if your mood continues to be lonely, it will be easy to give rise to inner demons. Inner demons of this level are no small matter.

Throughout the ages, there have been many Immortal Kings who, because of the lack of hope in advancement, became possessed by demons in their hearts, and eventually developed hysteria. They tried to force their way through the realm, causing great damage to their own essence. It was considered fortunate that they were able to recover after long years of silence, but most of them died directly.

The only problem at the moment is whether the weird clan can give everyone enough peaceful time to develop.

Jiang Huai was not sure whether the strange clan would discover the abnormality of the fairyland with the involvement of the red-haired monster, and then whether they would discover themselves and Liu Village.

After all, the other party could forcibly see through his figure, and until now, Jiang Huai still didn't understand what the golden finger was related to.

Of course, he believed in Gold Finger in his heart.

The reason why I can get to where I am today is because of the golden finger.

He had absolutely no reason to question it, if it weren't for the golden finger, he would have ceased to exist long ago.

With the Paradise Formation in place, even if the red-haired monster takes action himself, it should be no problem to protect itself.

But the fairyland is likely to be destroyed.

If that time really comes...

The only way is to pull everyone in the fairyland into the edge of the formation.

The Paradise Formation is closely related to himself and has excellent growth attributes.

Although he does not have the ability to kill, his coverage range can be increased as his own realm strength improves.

(End of this chapter)