I am immortal.

Chapter 151 Entanglements of Gratitude and Resentment, Can It Be Killed With One Sword?
In front of Lingmiaogong, he cut off the characters all over the mountain with a sword, and the thunder light scattered, and couldn't go away for a while, and they all surrounded the young Taoist, faintly making the young man's aura become strong, After Lingmiaogong, the general sent by the Yujie Mountain God was also brought here. Seeing such a scene, his face turned pale with horror.

After a few breaths in a daze, he knelt down on the ground, his body shaking like chaff.

When Mr. Lingmiao saw the Seal of the Judge of the Five Thunders, he already had a little understanding in his heart——

When Qi Wuhuo reported his identity, he knew that the Yujie Mountain God must have caused such a disaster!
The North Pole Exorcist Academy is directly under the head of the Four Imperials.

Although it is only a [Yuan], its personality is directly above Leibu and Doubu.

The world is so vast, who doesn't know the great slaughter of the saints of the North Pole?
Moreover, Lei Fa is the most upright force in the world, and with the Five Thunder Seals in hand, if you want to use your power for personal gain, or if you want to bully others by relying on your identity as the Arctic Exorcism Academy, you will be directly countered by Shen Xiao Wen Xin Lei, The beating was so frightening that there was nothing left.

One is the judge who needs to judge himself before the trial.

The other is the mountain god who has knelt on the ground and smells of alcohol.

Of these two, no matter how personal they are with the Yujie Mountain God, they know which one to trust, let alone Duke Lingmiao?Immediately, his expression was ugly, and he cupped his hands slightly, the majestic head of the mountain god of a state, treated Qi Wuhuo with equal courtesy, and then said: "Dare to ask Judge Wu Lei, what kind of thing did Yu Jie commit?"

The god will speak as soon as his expression changes.

Haven't looked up yet.

I felt a boundless and terrifying weight pressing down hard.

This time it wasn't just kneeling on the ground.

Instead, even his head was knocked to the ground by the terrible gravity, unable to move.

The young Taoist told the ins and outs of this matter to Mr. Lingmiao without any change. The expression of the old mountain god became more and more ugly. Finally, the sleeve robe swept away, and the god loosened the restraints that had been blessed on his body, and he subconsciously Standing up, his face was pale, but seeing the sleeve robe blowing against his face, it was as if the sky and the earth were collapsing.

God's personality is directly stripped away.

Not a god but a ghost.

Into the underworld again.

"Don't bother to do it, the old man will do it himself."

When he raised his hand and raised his white beard slightly, he still showed a tyranny that belonged to the head of many mountain gods in Zhongzhou. When he was in Lingmiao Mountain, his strength would not be inferior to those gods in the sky, but he was just not as good as the real king. , and said again: "This matter is very important, please move to Lingmiao Mountain to talk about it again."

The young Taoist went happily.

Mr. Lingmiao's residence is quite simple, and he only brings spirit tea, which seems to be the tea tree that Mr. Lingmiao himself planted in the mountains. When making tea, he said: "I planted this secretly in the mountains when I was practicing Taoism, but now it is a tea tree. After a thousand years of hard work, one of them died, and one was given to a fellow Taoist, and now there are only five in this mountain, and the tea fragrance is mellow."

"Please, Master Qi."

The young Taoist replied: "I can't be a real person."

Mr. Lingmiao shook his head, and said: "Although the judge has never reached the level of a real person, it is only a gap in realm. Your primordial spirit, primordial energy, whether it is pure or thick, is far beyond ordinary Above the Daoist Priests, even those real people who are near the end of their lives may not be able to defeat you in a battle of supernatural powers."

The young Taoist replied: "That's just good at fighting."

"Cultivation is not fighting."

"Those who travel a long way may not necessarily be fighting."

"That's true."

Mr. Lingmiao smiled and nodded, after all the greetings were over, he poured tea for the young Taoist, Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes, after gathering his thoughts, he explained the matter in more detail, with Judge Wu Lei beside him, Mr. Lingmiao had no reason to doubt, and immediately believed Qi Wuhuo's words, frowned and stroked his beard:
"The escape of demonic energy is a matter of the Three Realms. At this time, our land is only duty-bound. We will be responsible for guarding and regulating the accumulation in the ground veins. If there is any change, we will also inform you of real people. It should save a lot of losses."

"In the past, the North Pole Exorcism Institute rarely talked about these things with others. They were only responsible for inspection and beheading."

"The Human Sovereign of the first generation teamed up with the Dragon Sovereign, who briefly integrated the Monster Clan, and negotiated with Heaven and Earth, and finally decided that human affairs will be handled by the Human Race itself, and the same is true for the Monster Clan. Heaven and Earth will not participate in it."

"This matter is because Yujie ignored the traces of the escape of demonic energy. He never reported it to me, and never tried to deal with it. He also ignored the fact that the land of that village was killed by a mandrill. This is dereliction of duty and should be beheaded; but that village The follow-up matters need to be bothered by Daoist, and we can only intervene, although you are an immortal official, you are also a human being, and can handle these matters."

Qi Wuhu nodded: "I will find a way."

Mr. Lingmiao held the tea, looked back at the whole situation, still couldn't help sighing:
"The overall situation of 600 years has been destroyed just like that..."

"It's not just the realm of the human race, I'm afraid there will be all kinds of chaos in the realm of the monster race."

Seeing the young Taoist seemed surprised, Mr. Lingmiao explained: "Heaven is not the heaven of human beings, but the heaven of the order of heaven and earth. All living beings with souls and sentient beings can practice Taoism, and demons and immortals account for about one-third. There are more immortals in the human race, so each has a different appearance, and they are called heaven."

"Mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas are not human mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas. Half of the land is borne by the monster race's incarnation, so it is called the land."

"Strictly speaking, the heavens are responsible for order, while the earth is only responsible for the veins of the earth."

"Do not participate in the affairs of all living beings."

"Because it's easy to act out of one's own desires and preferences and turn the world into a muddy mess."

"The battle among humans, immortals, and demons may cause disasters and affect the world."

"That's why immortals and gods can't participate in many things in the world, let alone participate in disputes among nations as gods, because in the eyes of an existence like Daozu who was born from the ancestral qi, the Dao transforms all things, and the human race and the monster race are no more than the foundation of all living beings." On the other hand, what is the difference between people fighting against people, monsters fighting against monsters, kingdoms of human races and kingdoms of monster races?"

"Its life is derived from Dao, and its death belongs to Dao."

"It gathers sand to form a tower with each other, and then disappears into thin air, that's how it is."

"It is said that Lord Daoist of the Shangqing personally beheaded the great catastrophe that was enough to destroy the world and the road collapsed five times. I don't know how many other catastrophes he cut off. There is still such a catastrophe in the world, let alone in the human world? The catastrophe in the world, the rise and fall of the catastrophe, is a law, which goes back and forth and never ends."

"Why bother stepping into it?"

"Master Qi, do you know?"

Lord Lingmiao looked at the young Taoist in front of him, felt the aura of catastrophe in him, and felt sorry for his young age, he has a whole body of cultivation and Taoism. He has seen many cultivators contaminated with this aura of catastrophe in the past years. Du Tianzong is a genius but he can't overcome all kinds of difficulties, his mind is blinded, he gradually drifts away, and eventually falls into the path, he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he opened his mouth to tell a lot.

The young Taoist expressed his thanks.

Then he put down the teacup, dropped his hands on his knees naturally, and replied like this: "Thank you, Mr. Lingmiao."

"It's just that Pindao took the initiative to respond to the robbery."

So Mr. Lingmiao's expression was slightly startled, and he couldn't say any more explanations for a while.

Although the word "take the initiative to respond to the robbery" is calm, in the heart of a mountain god like him who has been sitting and watching the world for thousands of years, it has stirred up countless ripples. He has long been accustomed to his own choice, and it is rare to hear such an action, but his mind has changed.

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while, and said, "Maybe it's a law as Lord Lingmiao said."

"Looking at it for a long time, it doesn't make sense."

"Just like looking back at the history of thousands of years in the past at this moment, everything happens in a year, and joys and sorrows are just a line of words."

"But for people in this world, isn't this catastrophe also true?"

"Because the ending is already doomed, what's the difference between not doing anything and knowing that you will die in this life and simply not doing anything? Maybe it's the way of Lingmiaogong that Pindao can't agree with when he was young."

"Waiting for the catastrophe is to follow the Dao, and holding a sword to break the catastrophe is also a choice."

"The road is three thousand."

"Mr. Lingmiao's way is correct, but it can't be said that it is not the way for the poor to enter the catastrophe with a sword."

The young Taoist's tone was clear, neither humble nor overbearing.

Duke Lingmiao stroked his beard, sighed deeply, and could not speak.

Taking the initiative to respond to disasters, this kind of ascetic's tolerance is more dangerous than the method he knows, avoiding disasters and observing them to protect himself, but it also has its own tolerance. If it can be passed through, it will be even greater He suddenly thought of the pure Taoist rhyme he saw in Shuiyun Township that day, and couldn't help but move slightly in his heart, as if feeling something, he cupped his hands slightly, sighed in admiration and smiled:
"I see."

"This, the old man dares to guess that he may have guessed the master's succession."

"Worthy of being a disciple of Taoist ancestor."

The young Taoist was slightly startled.

Mr. Lingmiao stood up, straightened his clothes, then sat down on his knees, leaned forward, bowed his hands to the sky, and said:
"Such grace, such rhyme."

"Actively respond to the robbery, do not avoid or retreat."

"But in the Fuli Heaven, in the Da Luo Heaven, is the ancestor of the Great Heaven in the Yuqing Yuan Dynasty the ancestor of Qi Dao?"

The young Taoist was speechless for a moment.

How could I become the direct heir of Yuqing Datianzun.

So he shook his head and said, "No."

"Mr. Lingmiao was wrong."

Mr. Lingmiao hesitated, thought for a while, recalled what he saw in Shuiyun Township that day, and thought of what the young man did, his heart suddenly moved again, and this possibility seemed more certain than his previous guess, So he said that it was so, so it was so, he stood up and cupped his hands towards the sky, and asked in a slow voice: "Walk into the robbery with the sword, and break the robbery with the sword."

"So decisive."

"But in the Shangqing Heaven, the Shangqing Lingbao Datianzun is a direct descendant of the Taoist ancestor?"

The young Taoist shook his head again, so Mr. Lingmiao was puzzled, put down his hands, and shook his head again and again, "Isn't that right? But...it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be..." Qi Wuhuo's sword case was placed on the On one side, the little peacock on the shoulder has also landed on the ground, eating the tea prepared by Mr. Lingmiao together with the little Yaoling.

Mr. Lingmiao belonged to the older generation, and the very old one at that.

The refreshments prepared are somewhat vintage.

Baked extremely solid cake-like snacks, various fruits from the mountains, and nuts baked with mountain salt from the mountains after shelling, the little peacock and the little medicine spirit are not picky at all, and they are very happy to eat. The young Taoist thought for a while, and said: "In fact, there are not so many reasons. The most direct reason is that I have already been robbed."

He thought about it, thinking about his narrow escape from death when he was young. In fact, when he looked back, although he struggled along the way, he didn't think about it that much. Now that he thinks about it, one of the biggest dangers is that at the beginning, he kindly divided his life. The food for other children was snatched away and beaten to a fainting crisis.

At that time, if it hadn't been for a rain that woke him up, if the rain hadn't fallen into his mouth, he might have died.

When I woke up with the sound of rain, what I saw before my eyes was that the rain was falling in beads. The young child was hungry and thirsty. He hid under the stone before the heavy rain. After drinking the water, his body gradually regained some strength. It was a rare experience of peace of mind to watch the first rain after the drought, and to be in a daze.

Without that rain, Qi Wuhuo would have died.

He sat quietly for a long time, then raised his head to look at Mr. Lingmiao who was thinking hesitantly, and said:

"Mr. Lingmiao, Pindao has something to ask."

Mr. Lingmiao recovered from his lost thoughts, he always felt that he was going to think about it, but he still couldn't think of who this young man would be his disciple. At this moment, he calmed down and said, "Judge Qi, please ask me."

The heart of the young Taoist came back from the rain.

So asked: "Jinghe Dragon King."

"Or...the last Jinghe Dragon King."

"Its name is taboo, but Ao Liu?"

Mr. Lingmiao looked at Qi Wuhuo and didn't answer, but said, "Is it the judge or the Taoist priest?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "It's the judge, and also the Taoist leader."

So the old mountain god looked at the young Taoist and said, "Ao Liu, what does he have to do with the Taoist priest?"

Qi Wuhuo replied in this way: "The grace of life."

The old mountain god's voice stopped, and he looked at Qi Wuhuo with pity and regret in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed and said:
"It's not the last Jinghe Dragon King, but this generation."

"For some reason, he hasn't reported his son's name to the Penglai Division. He wants to test whether his son can take up the responsibility first, and wait until he is sure that his son can take up the position. Go and report his name, so that we can live up to the common people in the Jing River Basin."

"Because the trouble is very serious and bears the lives of millions, so don't make a decision lightly."

"Everyone else knows that the authority of a god is very important, and one thought is cloudy and rainy; but I know that one thought can make all living beings suffer, and one thought can also bring life to life, so I am extremely cautious, tossing and turning, sleepless, and dare not be careless."

"That's what he said."

"In fact, in the past few years, in the past few years, he has been staring at his son's work, for fear that his son will make mistakes."

"Because I saw him gradually mature, I just let him go two years ago and let him do something."

The young Taoist felt that there was a huge thing that made his heart struggle a little. He breathed out slowly, and the little peacock pecked at the tea. Because it was too hard, it made a crisp sound, just like the sound of the rain that survived when he was young rang in his ears again. , Mr. Lingmiao's voice paused slightly, looking at the young Taoist in front of him, he had experienced a lot, and at this moment his expression was almost pity, said:

"So in the dossiers of Penglaisi and Tiantingdizhi, the Jinghe Dragon King is him."

"You will be beheaded."

"It's Ao Liu."

(End of this chapter)