Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 655: Immortal

Chapter 655: Immortal
Oh, about [Xi Ting Xin].

Pei Ye had thought about this topic many times, thought about who would come to talk to him, thought about what kind of situation he would face, but he was not prepared to face it directly at an early dinner. The waiter's footsteps were still moving outside the screen, but before the old man said the three words "Xi Ting Xin", all the sounds outside the small table seemed to be separated from each other in another world.

Huan Silou and Qu Zhu caused a huge commotion in Shaolong in order to fight for such a sacred object, which lasted for twenty or thirty years. Even Ming Qitian almost died in Dakongtong. In the end, only a small and transparent jade bead like this was left behind. You can't expect no one to know about this, especially since he was brought to Shenjing by a transfer order.

In Shenjing, this sacred object seemed to be his as a matter of course. No one asked him for it, and he did not encounter any assassination or looting by the Huansi Tower. Although Qu Zhu said that he gave the Xiting Heart to him, it seemed that Qu Zhu was indeed the legitimate owner of the object. However, this was probably not protected by the laws of the Tang Dynasty.

So Pei Ye thought that he was probably like being in someone else's plate, with several people holding chopsticks sitting around him. He didn't feel any surveillance or control, because even if he ran and jumped around, he couldn't see the edge of the plate. The chopsticks would only fall when the people holding the chopsticks had a "negotiation" - or for some reasons or opportunities that he couldn't even imagine.

Tacitly, he had never asked Xu Chuo about this matter, and Xu Chuo had never discussed with him in detail this matter which should have been extremely important. Sometimes when Pei Ye thought of this, he would feel somewhat proud that he and the museum owner had a tacit understanding of each other.

Now, at last, at least it seems, there is a solution.

Li Yan was silent and looked at his face seriously. Pei Ye then took over the conversation and said with a fist: "My name is Yan Pei Ye, and I am honored to meet you, Master."

Li Yan nodded. He looked serious and not very talkative. His words were even a little evasive. "I think I should let you try."

"try what?"

"Try to become the master of Xiting." Li Jian said.

Pei Ye stopped talking.

Li Yan did not continue to speak. He lowered his head and looked at the empty wine glass in front of him for a while, as if he was slowly organizing his words. After a while, he continued in his deep voice and said slowly: "You don't know what kind of thing Qu Zhu gave you."

"I heard that it is the core of the ancient Western Fairyland..."

"It is the fate of one quarter of the world." Li Jian interrupted, "It is the world under our feet right now."

The old man looked at him seriously, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he lowered his head and picked up a piece of morning cake from Pei Ye's plate and chewed it, adding: "It's not a poetic description. I am objectively describing the most direct facts."

"Oh." Pei Ye said.

"So, it makes me unable to sleep or eat." Li Yan said, "Other people in this empire who vaguely know about it are also unable to sleep or eat, because before deciding the fate of the world, it can first subvert the Tang Dynasty."

When Pei Ye was thinking about what to say, Li Yan asked, "If you could overthrow the Tang Dynasty, what would you do?"

Pei Ye was stunned.

But Li Yan didn't seem to insist on his answer. He just spoke to himself. He tilted his head and stared at Pei Ye's face for a while. "Anyway, on the morning of the seventeenth day of the first lunar month in the year of Renwu, I decided to open this door for you. Whether you can come in is up to you. I will take responsibility for all the consequences from now on."

Li Yan lowered his head and took out a folder with a golden cover from his sleeve. The satin at the corners was a little worn. He put it on the table and opened it. There were some items, some sketches, and some signatures in different handwritings, but Pei Ye couldn't see them clearly for some reason. Li Yan flipped through a few pages and stopped at a clean page with no writing on it.

Pei Ye could see this page clearly and was stunned at first glance. There was no handwriting on it, only a line of ancient characters written horizontally and vertically. Xu Chuo tilted her head and frowned to take a look. Pei Ye knew that she could not recognize it, but he just stared at it.

There was a blank line below it, and Li Yan took a pen from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Pei Ye took it, still stunned.

"[Shenxing Shou]·Xuanhuo Lingzi Priest."

It was not only because he was caught off guard by seeing this title that he thought only he and Black Cat knew, but also because the handwriting was exactly the same as what he saw in the Snow Mountain Palace in Xiting Xin at that time. It was not written by a pen, but an inscription like a knife engraved on a stele, printed on this piece of paper.

Pei Ye always thought that it was a symbol in some kind of dream and never thought that this line of handwriting would actually appear in this world. For a moment, he even suspected that this old man would sneak into his dream.

"You have never really entered Xitingxin." Li Yan said, "Write down your name. From now on, you can try it in a few years."

Pei Ye subconsciously retorted: "I've been in there."

"Ah."

"Really, there was a lot of snow and ice there, and the wind was so strong that I couldn't see clearly. I lit up a temple - that's the name of the god. I can still use it, as long as I connect..."

"You can use the Imperial Sword to fight, no problem."

"……What's the meaning?"

"I mean, you have never 'really' entered Xiting Heart." Li Yan's voice was still thick and slow. "You have the [Chihuo] in your hand, so you can use some of its power, but it is just a key."

"Key to what?"

"Gather all the power in the world and cut off a quarter of it, and that's the power it connects." Li Yan looked at him and said, "Don't you find it terrifying? Even if we only count the power in the human world, how much does the Tang Emperor directly hold? One-fiftieth? Or one-hundredth? One-thousandth?"

Li Yan lowered his head: "I said you have never really entered it, because the 'door' is here with me, and the boundless power behind the door comes from the earth, from the world itself."

“…I don’t understand.”

"I know, I'll tell you." Li Yan said.

But the host did not explain immediately, but looked at him seriously again. Pei Ye almost suspected that he would suddenly regret at some point and kill himself here, but fortunately this possibility did not come true.

"Do you know why the Zhaoshixianren Terrace was built?" Li Yan said.

"Monitoring the underworld and investigating suspicious cases?"

"No."

"..."

"After you handle the part of the Linxue Queen case in the imperial palace, you can be promoted to the Crane Inspector. Some Crane Inspectors can know the secrets of the Immortal Terrace, and I count you among them."

"...Isn't this inappropriate? The promotion is too fast."

"In the case of the Queen of Linxue, several prosecutors have worked together to investigate the case, but they have not been able to find out the truth for more than 20 years. You have figured out what happened in the palace by yourself. What's wrong with that?" Li Yan said in a gentle and gentle voice, "The Immortal Platform doesn't look at seniority very much."

"So, am I done now?"

"There should be a small tail." Li Yan said, "I remember that the case file you took away was broken by the invisible and traceless 'Thorn of the Bright Moon'. If you can write a closing document now and pass it through the review of the station, it will be considered completed."

Pei Ye thought about it and found that there was indeed a gap.

He said, "Can I listen now?" "Yes. Xiting is concerned. If you are unable to take the position, you will most likely die. This is considered a secret."

Pei Ye stopped talking.

"The Immortal Terrace was built on the Immortal Terrace." Li Yan was like talking about an ordinary past event. "When I was young, I saw the ancient terrace with the names of more than 40 gods and immortals engraved on it. I used its name to build this Zhaoshi Yamen, which is independent of the three provinces. The purpose is not to maintain the security of the martial arts world. That is a function that leans towards the imperial side and is used to get things done. The Immortal Terrace itself is deeply rooted in the martial arts world for the purpose of..."

The old man's voice seemed to fade away, and Pei Ye suddenly recalled a distant memory.

It was when he was in Bowang that Shi Zanxue from Tianshan told him about this. Pei Ye still remembered the gentle words and smile of this beautiful woman.

"...But I want to say a few fair words for the Immortal Platform - the Immortal Platform acts as the agent of the martial arts world, and keeps an eye on all the strange things in the martial arts world. After identification, it generally takes three approaches: 'release', 'confiscate', or 'destroy'. However, the ratio of the three is about 100:1:1.

"The Immortal Platform has issued an order that all rare items within the Tang Dynasty must be inspected by them, but the items that have actually been confiscated can be counted. Generally, there are only two types: one is a purely sinister and vicious martial arts weapon, and the other is... something that the Immortal Platform wants."

Pei Ye blurted out: "Immortal power!"

Li Jian paused and said, "Not bad. But to be more precise, it is to find an immortal."

"..."

"I want to understand the things that seem to be in order and invincible, but are ultimately lost in time." Li Yan said, "This is the foundation of the Immortal Terrace. Only a handful of people in the world know about it. I'll tell you."

To be honest, Pei Ye had seen and heard countless secrets, but even if he included those related to the Immortal King and ranked them, the information he had heard or would hear this morning was so precious and secret that it would rank at the top.

The Immortal Platform of Illuminating the World, this behemoth that monitors the entire Tang Dynasty, hides almost everything in the shadows. The whereabouts and names of one or two He Jian are all top secret information in the world. Today, the deepest plot of the entire platform was directly revealed to the ears.

"What do you think that platform is?"

“I think it’s the center of the world.”

"..."

"It's not a poetic description either, it's an objective and direct fact." Li Jian said, "[Xi Ting Xin] is the heart of the Western world. Why can't you rely on it to control the West?"

"..."

"Because it has not yet reestablished a connection with this world." Li Yan stated these brief, secret results that took an unknown amount of time and manpower to obtain. "It is like a wandering prince. Only when it returns to the capital can its authority and true blood be recognized again, and can it truly use its power to influence the world."

Pei Ye was immersed in thinking: "You mean, you want Xitingxin and Xianrentai to...reestablish contact?"

"Well, as I said, the 'gate' of the capital is with me."

Without much thought, Pei Ye immediately realized that this was indeed a conversation of too high a level. If the head of Tianshan, the Sword Master, or any other of the few great figures were to sit in his position, the highest thing they could talk about with the host would be something like this.

——I got the key to a quarter of the world, and I heard that the door is with you.

Perhaps the rise and fall of a dynasty is just a bargaining chip in such a transaction.

At this time, Pei Ye completely understood why the host kept staring at him in deep thought.

However, Li Jian did not think deeply at this time. He continued to speak calmly: "[Xi Ting Xin] is not only a prince, but also the King of the West. To move forward, it needs to establish its own royal court in its own fiefdom - the west of the world - and you will need to take it to the west in person in the future; to move forward, its qualification to control the world must be confirmed. Now, we can start doing this."

"How to do it?"

"You can call it 'conferring'." Li Yan pushed the already opened golden book in front of him, "Now, you can write down your name and light up the first god name of the Western Fairy Court."

Pei Ye was silent for two breaths, then he picked up his brush and, under the [Shen Xing Shou], wrote the two words "Pei Ye" stroke by stroke.

Then he put down his pen.

“…I didn’t feel anything happen.”

"Well, I have to bring it back and perform the ceremony for it to take effect."

"..."

"Tonight at 11:00 p.m., Xitingxin will truly begin to wake up." Li Yan lowered his head and put away the golden book and pen. He did not look like he had accomplished something sacred, but more like a doctor who had finished a patient consultation.

He paused, and looked at Pei Ye with deep eyes: "You must remember. Tonight, on the seventeenth day of the first lunar month of the Renwu year of the Tang Dynasty, the connection between Xiting and reality was established. This is a fateful event for the world, but it is not necessarily related to you."

The cold wind blew on his face from the window, and Pei Ye suddenly woke up.

...Yes, the West Courtyard has returned to its place and the gate is open. I am just the person closest to it, not the strongest person, nor the only one who can enter.

He is not the owner of [Xi Ting Xin], he only owns Chi Huo, and the relationship between Chi Huo and Xi Ting is just "Shen", one of the seven stars.

"In the Western Fairy Court, there are three Power Guardians and seven Star Guardians. The Star Guardians are true gods, but they are also the lowest level gods. They can only control the Heart of the Western Court to a limited extent... I have never obtained the Heart of the Fairy Court, and the details behind it are also a mist to me. What you can get by wearing that fire robe depends on your own journey."

"……Well."

Li Yan nodded and stood up. The normal conversation lasted less than a quarter of an hour: "I do intend to give Xitingxin to you, but this is just an opportunity, not a promise, and I can't promise it."

"But we will help you," he said at last, "if we can meet in the 'Dream of the Queen Mother of the West'."

The membrane that blocked the sound in his ears disappeared, and Pei Ye was stunned back to reality. Li Yan's tall figure had disappeared, and only Xu Chuo was still looking at him with his chin in his hand across the table.

She lowered a beautiful finger and pointed at the table in front of him. Pei Ye lowered his head and saw a green feather lightly placed there. Beautiful, neat, with sparkling patterns, this feeling above the human world made Pei Ye quite familiar, just like the scales of a black dragon. On this gorgeous feather, there were seven small words outlined with a fine brush.

"My soul and I are in your dream at night."

Pei Ye raised his hand to pick it up, but he hit nothing. Wherever he touched was empty, like a shadow on water. The green feather was shattered by the outstretched hand and was never seen again.

Pei Ye was stunned for a while, then slowly frowned and said, "Isn't there the [Great Dao Tongshi Law] in the city? Why does he have so many tricks?"

Xu Chuo said: "The current Tongshilu was written by him."

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)

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