I am immortal.

Chapter 309: Tai Shangfa, Dao Ancestor's Covenant!
Qi Wuhuo was the guidance of the Supreme, expressing the great wish in his heart.

The old man stopped stroking his beard for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh, saying: "What a wish, what a heart!"

"You see farther than your two senior brothers, and your vision is much bigger, but along the way, there are bound to be slaughters; if you make a wrong step, you may be completely destroyed, and there will be many deaths. In the future, the greater the obstacles, maybe one day, you will also..."

His voice stopped slightly.

He looked at the young Taoist in front of him.

But it's like seeing the Emperor Haotian who was unrivaled in the universe a few eons ago, with a sword in his hands, and a generation across.

It's not that Qi Wuhuo has any relationship with this Haotian, nor is it that his current stamina can really keep up with that Haotian emperor, it's just that the old man's experience and experience allow him to see that the young man in front of him The road ahead must be like Haotian once, full of slaughter.

Maybe someday...

This sword chosen by the old man himself will also point to the old man himself.

Looking at it now, if you want to make the five directions and five realms all consistent, then one day, you should also hold a sword to face the three cleans and four guards. Only by leveling the three cleans and suppressing the four guards can you be worthy of him He said [Town] in his mouth, but the old man didn't say that, and he didn't think that scene was so bitter.

If one day, his disciple has reached that step, then he will be very pleased.

Yuqing would lower her eyes and smile, while Shangqing would flick her sword and sing wildly.

Able to draw a sword and come, dignified and upright, say a word, the way is different!
Not also a fellow Taoist!
What we need is not the so-called disciple who came out under the protection of the master, but only for fun, relying on the prestige of the master, so what's the point?What is needed is a fellow daoist who walks upright in front of us step by step by himself.

He was worried about his disciple's future, but he also knew that since he had this wish, it would be meaningless to speak out the so-called worry, so he just stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Death is full of calamities, there is no doubt."

The young Taoist replied frankly:

"Although the road is far away, it should be walked; if the road is dead, it should be walked."

"No, not enough to praise."

"Is it for survival? Is it for the way?"

So the old man pointed at the young Taoist, laughed loudly, but said: "What a pity, what a pity!"

"such a pity!"

The old man laughed loudly, full of joy and regret.

He looked into the eyes of the young Taoist in front of him, and he was really filled with a sense of regret, but there was more kindness. He seldom praised his disciples very straightforwardly, even though Qi Wuhuo wanted to die. The sub-layout was just a good trick, but at this moment, he really sighed and said:
"Unfortunately, you can't be born five robbery early, otherwise, you can be my friend."

"It's a pity that you were not born four times earlier, otherwise, Haotian would definitely introduce you as a confidant!"

The young Taoist shook his head, but only replied: "Why should it be a pity?"

So the old man stroked his beard and smiled knowingly.

Just thinking of the current situation of the young Taoist, Fu again looked a little dignified, and asked:

"This time you have gone through calamities, even with the so-called [Taishan Mansion King's Sacrifice], that power only makes you turn yin into yang, turn death into life, you are still in the desperate situation of Fengdu City, Shangqing Created 660 eight Taichi Lingwen, but did not say that each Taichi Lingwen has an upper limit to contain the power of the emperor, let alone the embryonic form you created."

"Only relying on the restraint of this letter, even if they take the initiative to chant and create rituals, you can't restrain the five ghost emperors."

"And the central ghost, that is, the world's first yin god, has the highest realm among yin things, and was born for the creation of heaven and earth. It will immediately sense your tricks, and then kill you completely, and then completely fall. Longevity to the South Pole, such a catastrophe, how can I break it without confusion?"

The young Taoist just said: "The disciple has his own plans."

The old man looked at him, smiled, and said: "Forget it, I see that you are [-]% sure, so I won't ask any more questions. If you walk your way, you will walk and choose by yourself. It should be like this... ..." He stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "You came into my door, but the old man never taught you any supernatural powers in the door from the beginning to the end. Wuhuo walked all the way, did you ever blame me?"

The young Taoist replied: "However, the teacher pointed out the direction of Tao."

"Let the disciples hear the truth."

"Only after hearing the Tao can one ask, practice, and prove the Tao."

"If you hear the small way, you will follow the small way. If you hear the great way, you will follow the great way. What the teacher pointed out is the direction of the supreme great way. Let the disciples see the farthest and largest road from the very beginning, so that they will not go wrong."

"If this is the case, if you still have a lot of dissatisfaction in your heart, isn't this disciple a little greedy?"

The old man looked at his disciple with a gentle smile and said:

"You don't blame the teacher."

"Your [Tao] has come to the present. I originally planned to wait for you to come step by step, and then teach you many supernatural powers. But your speed exceeded my expectations, and your experience is more complicated than I expected. Dangerous, I have lived for too long, for me, needless to say, a few years, even a hundred years, is just an instant."

"Between you and me, it seems that you have not been out for a long time, but when you turn around, you have vaguely seen your chasing figure."

"Why don't you tell me not to like it? How not to be surprised?"

"You are going to survive the calamity today. Now that you have your own way, then the teacher will not add more things to the snake."

"Otherwise, it seems like I don't believe you."

"When you break through all the kalpas, I will teach you a method."

The young Taoist asked in surprise, "Teacher's method?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Yes..."

"This method can be the weakest, or it can be said to be the strongest. No one can get it by self-teaching and accepting disciples."

"Yuqing, Shangqing, never existed."

"As for Xuandu, although he has mastered my elixir method, he has no chance of my supernatural power, and it is a pity after all; therefore, this method is only known to me. ], I don’t know its name, you can call it whatever you want, but this method has too high requirements for the realm, and those who have not realized the Tao cannot enter.”

"It's just you, Wuhuo, who are actually not able to practice right now."

Qi Wuhuo realized:
"One qi manifests, the teacher's method, you need to turn three into two, and turn two into one before you can get started."

"If that's the case, it's the law to use reverse cultivation to cultivate Taoism and longevity. The master's supernatural powers should use one qi to transform two and return to three. It's a means of [one qi transforms three], right?"

The old man seemed to have known that the young Taoist could deduce it, so he just laughed loudly and stroked his beard in admiration.

Then he said in a very encouraging tone: "No confusion, no confusion, practice hard, and when you come back from this calamity, my Taoism will be passed on to you. , I just made this [Stone from Other Mountains] for you, the teacher is waiting for you to achieve the realm you said today, and looking forward to the day when you will create a means to surpass my law."

"At that time, the teacher felt the most that it is a blessing for you to worship me as a teacher and enter the path."

"But it is also my great fortune to accept you as an apprentice and lead you into the Tao."

"But speaking of it..."

"This method removes the effect of the [Stone from Other Mountains]. After 500 years, you may still need it."

There are rare jokes in the old man's kind eyes.

Qi Wuhuo was slightly stunned, thought for a while, but really didn't know what the teacher was talking about, so he could only reply:
"The teacher's humble words are righteous, but some disciples can't understand."

Small words? !
The Taishang couldn't help laughing, but let the young Taoist be curious and inquire, but he didn't answer just like the disciples kept secret just now, he just said: "You knew it at that time."

"But, when the time comes, the teacher will ask you to give the other two a word."

Qi Wuhuo: "???"

The Taishang looked at himself, this rare young and ignorant disciple, his sleeves were slightly rolled up, his white hair and beard, his expression was kind and gentle, and he only smiled and said:

"It's so arrogant."

"Wait, so what?"

Such domineering words, uttered from the mouth of the old man in front of him, stunned the young Taoist, his eyes widened, and cold plums fell on his hair, which caused the Taishang Taoist to laugh out loud, and looked at the The eyes of the young Taoist were full of appreciation.

This is my disciple after all!

Will inherit my mantle.

Disciple who stands side by side with me.

This is the case for disciples and friends, so why not be proud? !
Thinking of the interesting expressions those two will show in 500 years, even if the mood is as good as water, there will be ripples, but any ripples will be calmed down, I can't help but smile from the bottom of my heart, feeling that such a future , but it is also interesting when the waves are magnificent and the wind is turbulent.

The old man led Qi Wuhuo to understand the way ahead, and made a promise to pass on the Dharma after he broke through the catastrophe.

Looking at the young Taoist, he smiled and sighed, and slowly disappeared, never to be seen again.

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

Or according to the judgment of the real chess player, Qi Wuhuo is nothing more than a speck of dust. Even if he is a disciple of the Sanqing, the disciple of the Sanqing is not a talisman. In many cases, he will be attacked and dealt with immediately. , is a pawn that is taken for granted and has a special status worth using.

But chess pieces are just used and discarded after all.

No one would care what would happen to the chess pieces that were thrown into the chess box.

The chess piece was picked up by white fingers and gently placed on the chessboard. The sound was crisp and clear. In this huge palace, it seemed especially empty and silent. The subtle ripples of sound touched the wall, and then returned again. After a while, it gradually became faint and difficult to detect.

Huang Yao is using Fuxi's method of fortune-telling to calculate everything in the world. Her eyes are cold and cold, which is completely different from the lazy and lazy temperament she had when she was in contact with Qi Wuhuo. And the law of gossip in the day after tomorrow, layer upon layer, reverse and deduce it, Huang Yao has a glimpse of the real general trend now.

"Qingjingwei Jinzhou, king of people, Sanyin Yaoxing Lord."

"The Demon Emperor of the present age, Donghua of the heavens."

"Behind the Demon Emperor is Gou Chen, who has a grudge against his ancestors."

"Behind Donghua is the Gouchen of the Four Royals."

"The death of the Human Emperor and the Dragon Emperor 8000 years ago should also be caused by Gou Chen."

"Gou Chen's goal is to only..."

Every time Huang Yao said a word, he put down a chess piece, and then ripples appeared in the void, his voice was cold, and the sound of the chess pieces was quiet.

She withdrew her palms, her sleeves fell down, and she raised her eyes to look forward.

The first sentence, ripples in the void, and the second sentence, there is already a golden light outlined vertically and horizontally.

When the last sentence was finished, Huang Yao looked ahead and saw countless golden streamers changing vertically and horizontally, which had become a magnificent scene, outlined and implicated on Fuxi's sand table magic weapon, and finally turned into a huge and incomparable storm , connecting the sky above, reaching down to the earth, running across the left and right, and finally this vortex of countless golden streamers, involving the entire six realms.

Huang Yao stared fixedly at this scene, the future deduced by the supernatural powers and spells, there were strands of golden streamer reflected in Huang Yao's eyes, making her quiet for a long time, before she spoke softly:
"Quantity Tribulation..."

Using Fuxi's method to deduce the change, what you can see is the amount of calamity!

And now this amount of calamity was about to explode half a month ago, but for some reason, the amount of calamity that was supposed to erupt completely was stalemate, maintained in a state that was about to erupt but did not erupt , this is the picture transformed by Fuxi's supernatural power now——

The storm has swept across the Six Realms, but it is still spinning slowly.

Never completely collapsed, never exploded.

This seems to be a kind of stability, a rather special balance.

But this state, in the eyes of Huang Yao, is more terrifying than the direct eruption of the calamity—this represents the unknown, and represents the first huge conflict of the calamity. Both sides have accumulated strength during this period, like a bow. When the power is fully charged, once the balance collapses, the calamity will be more vast and huge than the calamity that erupts directly.

A punch, although abrupt and difficult to guard against, is naturally not as destructive as a punch with momentum.

"What kind of power is it that causes the current amount of calamity to be in the current balance..."

Huang Yao frowned slightly.

In his mind, instinctively came to mind the young Taoist who had confronted him and made him deflated.

It seemed that the young Taoist's peaceful eyes could still be seen.

Will it be him?

Huang Yao shook his head and threw out this ridiculous idea.

"How could it be him?"

"It's just a mortal, without any special bloodlines, and has no attainments in divination and divination. Even... even if he is a little clever, how can he participate in today's amount as a real person? What about during the robbery?"

"I'm afraid I'm too tired to deduce the trajectory of the calamity."

Huang Yao raised her hand and pressed the center of her eyebrows, she heard the slight sound of cat-like footsteps, a smile appeared on her bright and beautiful face, even the exhaustion in her heart seemed to be swept away, she turned around Come, and sure enough, I saw a girl in a moon-white long dress walking in small steps, with silver ornaments and jade decorations hanging down her body, and Xiao Pengcao has a new dress every day.

There are excellent accessories to match the clothes.

There is such emphasis on the most basic basic necessities of life, not to mention others.

There is no way.

I can't control it!
Every time Huang Yao reacted, all kinds of treasures had already been scattered.

Huang Yao sometimes felt a little annoyed in his heart.

It's just such annoyance, it's often difficult to last even half a day, just like now, Xiao Pengcao brought Huang Yao tea at the right temperature, as well as small snacks made by herself, and then rubbed Huang Yao's shoulders, white Pressing the soft palm on the shoulder, Huang Yao couldn't press Huang Yao, but the latter still felt that his heart was about to melt.

Mental fatigue has been greatly reduced.

I think it's a matter of course to throw treasures at Xiao Pengcao.

Holding the tea in his hands, Huang Yao sighed, sighing in his heart.

"Ancestor, I seem to understand you a little bit..."

When these words fell, Huang Yao's body froze and he reacted instantly.

and many more--!
Who wants to understand you, a hairy snake? ! !

Huang Yao almost gritted his teeth, that is to say, Fuxi died. If this ancestor is still alive, Huang Yao would like to bury him in the ground, and then take a shovel to smash his skull open to see if it is [-]% of the brain inside. Every inch of the brain is soaked with the words Wahuang.

[-]% left?
The remaining [-]% is of course, those who move Wahuang will die! ! !

It's just that when Huang Yao was angry in his heart, he suddenly noticed Xiao Pengcao's hesitation and hesitation. Huang Yao understood that Xiao Pengcao wanted something from him, so he sighed, and his tone was still that even the Demon King couldn't get it. Gentle and generous, said: "Do you want to know the whereabouts of that smelly Taoist priest?"

Xiao Pengcao's face turned slightly red, and then she nodded cautiously.

Huang Yao originally wanted to sternly refuse.

But seeing Xiao Pengcao's cautious appearance.

His heart softened, he just sighed, and said: "Forget it, forget it, it was counted the day before tomorrow, and you want to count it again?"

"Okay, okay, I'll count it for you, count it for you, don't cry!"

"Let's go and bring the counting chips."

Xiao Pengcao nodded vigorously, then turned around, trotted all the way, and soon came back with a lot of jade, holding it full of arms, Huang Yao looked at Xiao Pengcao, and kept Fuxi's blood, Suppressing the urge to tie up the Taoist priest for a gasp, he said flatly:
"The last time."

"It's not an example!"

"Ok!"

Huang Yao sighed, she said it was not an example, but she knew in her heart that it was actually today.

Tomorrow's self will still fall under Xiao Pengcao's bright eyes.

Really, that Taoist...

Why!
While thinking about it, he completed the retreat in an understatement. The blue jade flew up, glowing brightly, and then it was about to turn into a hexagram image. Because Xiao Pengcao wanted to understand Qi Wuhuo's situation, he could already recognize it. There are many hexagrams, but Huang Yao is both happy and unhappy.

I will always curse a few words, that stinky bull-nosed man, let it die.

The clear and crisp sound of clicking made Huang Yao, who was distracted, startled.

Her pupils shrank instantly, looking at her counting chips.

On the emerald chip that represented Qi Wuhuo's situation, there appeared a hideous and glaring trace. This crack shattered directly from the highest point, and finally turned into blood, which represented——

"That rascal."

died? ! !

How can it be!

Huang Yao's heart trembled, she suddenly heard the sound of raindrops falling, and then saw Xiao Pengcao standing there blankly, her face was pale, her eyes were wide open, and then big tears rolled down her face.

he died?
Xiao Pengcao seemed to be able to see the young Taoist in front of her eyes, appearing like a star in high spirits.

And now, he's dead.

It turns out that even the stars will fall?
Huang Yao was a little at a loss, and said: "Xiao Pengcao, you...don't cry..."

"cry?"

"Am I crying?"

Xiao Pengcao was stunned, she stretched out her hand, and found that her vision became blurred, and then big drops of tears fell on the palm of her hand, and fell on the back of her hand. Whipping, didn't you shed it when you were bullied?

But, why is my heart so uncomfortable.

Xiao Pengcao was in a daze, her face didn't seem to be sad, but tears kept falling.

She covered her heart, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something.

"Poverty, Qi Wuhuo." '

'Xiao Pengcao doesn't like this...'

'Is it tasty? '

'Because I want her to know that in this world, she is the only one, not something to be sold. '

'Someone, at least, I'd never treat her as cargo. '

Tears dripped down, Xiao Pengcao covered her stinging heart, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, there was a suppressed sob, which finally turned into a cry of gritting her teeth, not daring to speak out loudly. The sound of crying, her eyes were dark, but her face was as pale as grass.

She seemed to be the grass of autumn again.

Huang Yao looked at the weeping girl, wanted to speak but suddenly heard a small voice, she froze slightly, her eyes widened, she turned around slowly, and saw the jade tablet just now falling on the ground, streamers of light It rose up, turned into blood, and merged into the huge and incomparable Fuxi's sand table.

Then, strands of bloody streamer infested it.

The original golden and majestic storm turned scarlet in an instant!

The more magnificent, more violent, uncontrollable, sweeping the six worlds, sweeping suddenly!

Huang Yao murmured: "Measure the calamity, it will open..."

"No, it's impossible, he's just a mortal."

"He's just a mortal without bloodlines or ancestral protection."

"It is impossible for him to temporarily restrain Liang Jie by himself, and it is impossible for him to become a chess player by himself."

"He can't...impossible..."

"Use his body to delay the amount of robbery, and his death will make the amount of robbery reopen again with several times the power..."

The violent storm that swept across the six realms was reflected in Huang Yao's bright eyes. In the future deduced, the calamity will wipe out all the six realms, and its origin...

………………

In Ruizhu Palace, Houtu Huangdi only had a dream.

In that dream.

She saw the young Taoist running around, saw him open up the earth veins, healed her wounds, and saw him control the calamity with his own power.

But the screen changed again.

Then, seeing the young Taoist man's heart pierced by countless chains, seeing his Taoist robe stained red with countless blood, seeing the divine light in his eyes finally disappearing, and finally being hung in the sky like a humiliation, Wan Gui Shouting and howling, she saw Dongyue's seal, and saw strands of green light glowing from Dongyue's seal.

Qi Wuhuo's eyes slowly dimmed, his head drooped, his limbs were pierced by chains, hung high, and blood dripped.

dead.

The queen's dream is over.

for a long time.

She opened her eyes slowly.

in the eyes.

Only killing intent!
(End of this chapter)