I am immortal.

Chapter 181 Willing to be a sword!

"Hey? Are you going to leave, Yue Tusun?"

"So anxious?"

The little Taoist Mingxin knew the news that Yue Shiru was going to leave early in the morning, and he was quite excited at first, but suddenly became a little listless, and he was listless all morning, thinking whether to make the three yellow chickens A stewed chicken soup was served, and the three yellow chickens flapped their wings and flew to the corner of the Taoist temple.

Yue Shiru couldn't help laughing and said: "Young Master Uncle don't have to feel anything."

"Ascetics will one day travel around the world, parting is also a due thing."

"In other years, you will eventually understand."

The Taoist glanced at the old Taoist whose age was close to the limit of the first qi of Xiantian. This battle eventually hurt his vitality, and the first qi of Xiantian was not qualified to receive the talisman of the Emperor of Heaven. Yue Shiru didn't say anything, the old Taoist just smiled and shook his head. So the young Taoist just smiled and said: "My generation of cultivators should be like this."

"Thank you for saving my life, the real person. I can't repay you. If there is a reunion in the future."

"I hope I can be worthy of the real person's rescue."

Yue Shiru cupped his hands, and said humanely to the gray-haired young man: "Since Lianyang Sword has chosen a real person, this junior won't mention it, but I have to leave a certificate to prove that this junior has indeed come to this practice." Yang Guan, rather than failing to perform duties." He originally planned to leave a sword intent, and he had already taken out the letterhead, but the Yang Lian sword suddenly screamed.

Accompanied by clanking and clanging of swords, it was the whistling of sword qi.

The word Lianyang Sword on the sword body was also forced to leave.

It turned into spiritual light and imprinted on the jade paper of this door, with a dense light, like a long sword.

These three characters are the jade paper with the highest spiritual patterns in the Taoist sect. When it falls on this sword, it is the bondage and chains left by Lu Chunyang for this fierce and devilish sword, and it is also the cause and effect with Lu Chunyang. The sword will naturally recede. It means cutting off cause and effect, and will no longer be bound by Lu Chunyang.

Yue Shiru understood this meaning, and sighed in his heart that it really is a sharp weapon of a magic weapon, and he has reached this point through psychics.

Think of this sword legend.

It is also necessary to sigh, the fierce sword is so tyrannical, the real person is really extraordinary, he can make this sword surrender, he is happy and sincere.

Could it be that he is also proficient in some kind of sword fairy's practice of forging swords?
Just as he was about to put away the letter, the young Taoist raised his hand to stop Yue Shiru, and then asked him for the jade paper, and said: "... your Daoist Master Lu, I also have something to think about. I have to tell him, so I have to send it to him.”

Yue Shiru said: "A real person has a destiny, disciple An dare not obey?"

"It's just another trip."

The young Taoist went back to the Jing Pavilion. During this period of time, he heard Yue Shiru's narration, and he already knew that his patriarch was Lu Chunyang who Qi Wuhuo needed to find. Immortal level, and then encounter obstacles, break through and hope for immortal talents, worthy of the name of a true king, and can go down.

It should also be the Taoist I met when I was writing the couplet.

Qi Wuhuo picked up the pen, and already knew the so-called dream words from Yue Shiru.

I know that senior brother can recognize my own handwriting.

So he pondered for a long time, picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and wrote two words with the same words.

Its name is--

too much.

When picking up the pen.

Although the words are still the same, but along the way, the choices that have been made make these two words calm and plain, and then slowly disappear, only those who have a destiny can see them, and then collect this letter and give it to After seeing Yue Shiru, the latter asked curiously: "Senior is sending a letter to my patriarch. Could it be that the master and patriarch who is a real person also recognizes my patriarch?"

After all, the time when the Patriarch was active was at least a thousand years ago.

Back then, the Blood River Sword Sect was famous for a while, and it also confronted the ancestor.

It's gone now, too, and doesn't exist anymore.

And the young Taoist in front of him is only 16 years old, what a huge difference!

The young Taoist replied gently:
"Well, if it's not bad, it should be old."

Yue Shiru understood.

Old, it seems that the ancestors of this real person Qi and Lu Zushi are also somewhat related.

He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I will live up to the trust of the real person!"

Immediately facing Mingxin again, the old Taoists arched their hands together and turned around. It was a Taoist, wearing straw sandals, wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a clothes basket, holding a canopy bell, a demon sword, and a green bamboo stick, walking down the mountain. Long laugh:
"If you get the three palaces to store the mysterious pill, you will be the first-class Zhuan in Kunlun. There are many pavilions and twelve rings, and you are real people from high to low."

"Yutang, Jiangyu, Xuangong, Xuanji, Yuheng, and Langan. Looking at the boy sitting around, asking whose family is with me!"

Yue Shiru recited the Sutra of Huang Ting, walked a few steps, made a few turns, and walked into the city of mortals, mixed into the sea of ​​people, and disappeared.

The little Taoist put his hands on his cheeks and sighed in melancholy.

But I saw that Uncle Qi was still sweeping, looking through the Daoist collection, and saw the old Taoist still looking at the old book, chopping wood to make a harp.

The three yellow chickens are still walking around the corner as before.

Suddenly, I felt that I was not a Taoist at all.

After patting his face, he also stood up and went to meditate to practice Qi.

In the Taoist temple, it is no different from when Yue Shiru came.

People come, but a pair of bowls and chopsticks, a table, no different from the past.

When people go, there is only one blessing and one stroke of the piano, so why feel sad.

There is a gap between the heaven and the earth, and all living beings come and go without harm or harm.

But one sentence comes naturally.

........................

The market is uneven, everything is ready, people come and wave their sleeves like a cloud, and people go in a noisy manner. The capital is so prosperous!

The Shenwu Dynasty is the country that inherited the throne of the original Emperor, and occupies the vast land in the center of the world. Compared with Shenwu, the rest of the human kingdoms are just tiny lands, which are not worth mentioning. Now the Shenwu Dynasty wants to have a big sacrifice. Various countries have already dispatched envoys and guards to come here to observe the ceremony.

It was only because of the sudden catastrophe in Zhongzhou that the matter continued to be delayed for several days in a row.

This day has really come.

It's only three o'clock in the morning, and it's already busy. People are not allowed to walk on the avenue today, and all the squares and cities are sealed off today. Only when the sacrificial ceremony is at its peak, there will be fireworks, and the people will hold it together. The flowers gushing out, this is the royal air, the vastness and majesty of the emperor.

The royal road has been cleaned spotlessly, and a candle is lit every five steps, which is as bright as the day.

Even a little bit of dust will not be missed.

And the mansions of the princes and princes of each family were sleepless all night, and they were all preparing. In the imperial city of the entire human race, there was a faint sense of boundless solemnity, which made people feel the majesty of the imperial power in their hearts. And this step by step is actually similar to Taoist rituals and Buddhist rituals. It is a kind of etiquette procedure to strengthen the imperial power and further purify the charm of humanity.

The watchmen raised their heads, and they could see that majestic human luck turned into a godlike existence.

Shelter overlooks the world.

Its majesty is extremely majestic, surrounded by countless stars, and under its command are mountains and mountains, all things and common people, and everything is surrounded by it, and because other countries come to worship, it faintly presents a group of pythons worshiping dragons, or [ Beichen lives in its place, and the weather of the stars arches it.

"We, the emperor, have a lot of bearing and courage."

The astrologers of the Huntian Overwatch Council, who knew the art of astrology, sighed.

For such a grand event, the Huntian Overwatch Council naturally has the responsibility to calculate when the real auspicious time will be, but it is impossible to do it right now. The sky dome disappeared, which directly caused a great deviation in their inference.

Good or bad, and so on.

Or say that it is evil to the emperor.

It is also said that it is good luck for the world.

It's hard to say that the nerves are tense at this moment - even though it is a grand sacrifice ordered by His Majesty the Saint Emperor, if something really goes wrong right now, the Huntian Overwatch Council will still bear the responsibility.

After all, His Majesty the Saint Emperor can never go wrong.

Aren't they the astrologers of the Huntian Overwatch Council who made the mistake?

That's why the old man felt at ease when he saw the stars disappearing until now——

It should be fine...

When the capital of the entire human dynasty was promoting the great sacrifice in an orderly manner, in the dead prison, there was also a guest visiting. This guest was wearing a hood, and under the guidance of a hunched old man, After walking through layers of prisons where the world's thieves were imprisoned, they finally reached the deepest layer.

It's a nice room there.

At least for those in prison, it's pretty good.

There are tables, beds, and a bookshelf, which are filled with various kinds of books. Inside the room, a tall, handsome young man with double saber eyebrows is bound by chains. His body is full of scars. Some of the tyrannical qi mechanisms have dissipated, but even though the qi mechanisms have dissipated, the tyrannical physique cultivated since childhood is still there.

Hearing who was coming, he slowly raised his eyes, which seemed to be dark and cloudy.

The guest raised his hood, revealing a cold face, his eyes were especially big and soft, their light was like the night, and he said gently:
"Seventh brother, long time no see."

The Seventh Prince who was bound here raised his eyes slightly: "Qiong Yu?"

"Why are you here?"

Qiongyu said: "Qiongyu was taken to the palace to accompany the queen, and she also met His Royal Highness Seven who was 'trapped in the cold palace because of disobedience', but after several trials, I guess that His Royal Highness is not the real one. Seventh brother, after several inferences, there are three places in this city where Seventh brother may be trapped, and the dark room in the deepest part of the prison may be one of them."

The Seventh Prince Li Di, who was bound here, lifted his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "How dare you come?"

Qiongyu said succinctly: "Today's grand ceremony, the outside has also attracted attention."

"In addition, my father still left some incense and favors."

"Oh, incense and favor..."

The Seventh Prince laughed a few times, looked at the old jailer subconsciously, and felt the faint residual military spirit from his body, as if he had already guessed it, and said: "But he really used a substitute to replace me, it's normal, the royal family Most of the scandals in it are kept secret, but you come here, do you mean to let me out?"

"Hahahaha, sister Qiongyu, you wouldn't be so kind, would you?"

"What if I say, yes?"

Li Di narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he seemed to understand something, and said: "Something interesting, the substitute in the palace can only hide it for a while, but not for a lifetime, the best way is to have an accident, let the 'seventh prince' die, and then slowly take back the power of the military family position, but I have an order, if the secret order is not obtained, all the soldiers will help the fourth brother..."

"The prince, the emperor, and the fourth brother supported by the civil and military factions."

"This situation is already very chaotic, but it is still stable after all. There is no chance for you and Erlang to have a chance..."

"You want me to go out and make the situation in the court even more chaotic."

"And then take advantage of the chaos?"

The Seventh Prince looked at the girl who was like a weak willow supporting the wind in front of him:

"The old uncle once said that he regretted that you were not a man. It seems that you are really ruthless."

"However, I want to tell you that the current emperor is probably also a substitute."

The Seventh Prince recalled what happened at that time, and his expression was a little complicated: "The backlash of my knife came a little late, and it was a little weak... I realized it at the time, but it was too late after all, so from the beginning to the end, he never Trust anyone, not even his son."

"Guess."

Qiongyu's voice was calm, and the seventh prince was slightly different. The girl in front of her replied: "Seventh brother, you entered the ban with a knife, and the emperor was unscathed, but the personnel in the palace changed. It is said in "Jiangyuan", but all generals must Confidants, minions, and generals are all like this, let alone the emperor?"

"I've always been used to thinking of my opponents in the most shrewd and cunning direction."

"Seventh brother, how do you choose? Do you want to die here, or come out?"

The Seventh Prince Li Zhai said slowly: "Let me out..."

Qiongyu nodded, and the deaf and dumb old man with a broken leg next to him opened the secret room.

The Seventh Prince was put down, and the murderous military aura on his body was gone. He rubbed his wrists. The injury on his body was not serious, but it did not damage his temperament. He shook his body like a wounded tiger, and suddenly laughed, saying: "Qiongyu, I I know you are using me, but I am willing to be used by you as a knife."

"But remember, it's not your blade, it's the blade of the people of the world!"

"Where is the great sacrifice today? I want to meet my father in person, and meet all the civil and military officials."

"Let me tear this so-called Emperor's Qi personally."

"Tear apart this majestic world!"

He stood up and crossed his hands to salute the old man with the broken leg. His voice was heavy and calm, and he paused every word, like a strong wind blowing up on a battlefield with the solemnity:
"Please give me a set of armor—"

"Mysterious Iron Armor."

(End of this chapter)