Longevity begins with a negative heart

It's noon, and the Immortal Emperor Zangyong still hasn't left his chamber.

Heguang asked the familiar immortal official in a low voice: "How long has this been going on?"

The Immortal Emperor has always been dedicated to his work, and goes to court on time every day to handle government affairs. Unless it is an important matter, he is rarely too lazy to go out.

The immortal official whispered nervously: "It's been like this lately. Unless it's something important, I don't go out easily."

Not only that, the attendants were not allowed to enter the dormitory, and even the always-favored Fairy Fuli came to visit and was not allowed to enter.

"One day, the window was open for a moment, and the breeze passed through the hall. I was sweeping the floor under the steps and smelled a foul smell..."

Before the immortal official finished speaking, he suddenly covered his chest with a distorted expression, bleeding from all his orifices, and died on the spot.

It's a gag spell.

He Guang's expression was solemn, and he suspected that all the immortal officials around the Immortal Emperor had been put under a gag spell.

Unless the Immortal Emperor allows it, anyone who leaks the information will die.

"Who is outside?" The Immortal Emperor's voice sounded, majestic and steady as usual.

"Your Majesty, I am here to pay you a visit."

He Guang knew that the Immortal Emperor must be hiding in the palace and peeking at him. If he was not careful, he would end up worse than the Immortal Officials.

The Immortal Emperor asked calmly: "Have the matters over at Ruyi Palace been handled properly? How is your injury?"

"All the positions in the Ruyi Palace have been filled, and the cleanup operation will be restarted soon. The Qiankun Eye of Weichen has been destroyed, the soul has been severely damaged, and the cultivation level has dropped by half. It will be difficult to recover..."

He Guang looked depressed: "Wei Chen's cultivation is low, and he has no face to walk in front of the emperor anymore. I beg your Majesty to allow Wei Chen to retire, and from now on he will be responsible for the post of rainmaker."

Hearing him say that it would be difficult to recover from a low level of cultivation, the Immortal Emperor's tone became noticeably lighter.

"What are you saying to be depressing? Don't you still have medical skills? I've been slightly ill recently and I need your care. Come in."

Heguang stood outside the hall, hesitating.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, it was the time when Yang Qi was at its strongest, but he clearly felt a cold air rising from his feet, tightly wrapping around his feet like chains, dragging him towards the door of the dormitory. Pull.

This may be the last chance for escape.

But it is also the best opportunity for spying and lurking.

Thinking of the corpses of his clansmen buried deep in the South Abyss, Heguang smiled and walked into the dormitory step by step.

The palace door opened and closed quickly.

There was a faint stench in the incense, and in the faint light, the Immortal Emperor was sitting behind heavy gauze curtains, his face blurred.

"Heguang, what did you just say to that little official? You are a skilled doctor. Did you see how he died?"

Waguang obediently bowed his head and saluted, and told the truth: "...I don't mean to spy, but I care about Your Majesty."

"I believe you. However, the current situation is delicate. Cheng Qi has evil intentions, the prince is surly, Mie Tian Pavilion is ready to make a move, and the alliance is secretly watching, so we have to be on guard..."

The Immortal Emperor changed the subject, "Are you willing to accept the Speechless Curse of your own accord and serve me closely?"

"Weichen is willing." He Guang agreed without hesitation.

He had no choice. If he didn't agree, he would die on the spot.

"Okay!" The Immortal Emperor laughed loudly, and a little light flew out from behind the gauze curtain, got into the center of Heguang's eyebrows, and disappeared suddenly. An invisible silk cord partly tied the root of Heguang's tongue and partly tied his heart.

From then on, he became the puppet of the Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Emperor was no longer afraid and signaled He Guang to come forward and heal his wounds.

His Dantian was pierced by Lingze's sword, and the divine elixir was damaged. In addition, he lost the giant statue to continue to transmit spiritual power, which made it difficult for the surrounding skin to heal and became increasingly fester and smelly.

He Guang neatly scraped and healed the Immortal Emperor's wounds, while also checking to see how much strength he still had.

He Guang was very disappointed. Even in this state, the Immortal Emperor was still very strong.

Probably only Lingze in his heyday can kill him. Shuhua at this time must work together with Dusu and Chengqi to do it.

"I am the Chosen Son and the Lord of the Cangwu Realm." The Immortal Emperor seemed to have guessed He Guang's thoughts, and said proudly: "As long as the Cangwu Realm exists for one day, heaven and earth will bestow upon me divine power."

"Your Majesty is mighty." Waguang said with admiration, "Nonetheless, if it never heals, it will wear down the divine body."

The Immortal Emperor said: "This is why I keep you by my side. From today on, you must do your best to heal my wounds, no matter the cost!"

"Weichen will consider the prescription carefully." He Guang treated the wound of the Immortal Emperor properly, carefully wrapped the bandage, and did his best.

The stench dissipated, and the Immortal Emperor was quite satisfied: "I should have called you back earlier!"

Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside, and Du Su's crisp voice rang out: "Father! I have something important to report! Father, please take the time to meet me!"

"The prince is really clingy, but after leaving for a while, he came back again." The Immortal Emperor opened the palace door as if nothing had happened and ordered Dusu to come inside to see him.

Du Su felt confident and spoke directly: "Please ask Father to order a thorough investigation of the source of the wooden sign deep in the Nanyuan! The resentment has arisen because of it. Now that the personnel of Ruyi Palace are stable, it is time to launch an investigation!"

The Immortal Emperor frowned: "This wooden sign must have a great relationship with the master of the Mie Tian Pavilion. If you don't hurry up and destroy the Mie Tian Pavilion, you are entangled in these trivial matters..."

Dusu said coquettishly: "It is precisely because of the close connection with the Master of Mietian Pavilion that we need to find the source of the wooden tablet. There are always traces of aura and horoscopes. Father, please promise me to focus on verifying those with advanced cultivation in the three realms!"

Following his words, many heads of immortal clans gathered outside the palace, shouting loudly, demanding that the Immortal Emperor promise Dusu to investigate the origin of the wooden sign.

Several immortal clan leaders with advanced cultivation even took the initiative to ask for their personal information to be collected first to rule out suspicion.

"My son Zhizhi has grown up..." The Immortal Emperor couldn't help laughing out loud. He waved his robe sleeves and He Guang was sent straight out of the palace, and the door was closed with a bang.

All breath and sound were cut off, and He Guang couldn't help but sweat for Du Su.

The Immortal Emperor only needs to find an excuse to annihilate Dusu on the spot.

But at this moment, he couldn't do anything, not even deliver news to Shuhua - because even if he knew everything, Shuhua was powerless.

So, he pretended to be calm and said to all the family heads: "The prince has always been close to your majesty. There is no need to worry. The results will be available soon."

What he said caused worries and thoughts among the family heads of the world. They whispered, saying that something was wrong with the Immortal Emperor recently.

The noise was heard in the palace, and the Immortal Emperor smiled: "Is my son threatening his father?"

Du Su simply stopped pretending: "Since ancient times, if the father wants the son to die, the son has to die; if the king wants his minister to die, the minister has to die. But besides the rules, there is morality. If I am killed or injured today, do you think that outside? What would the clan leaders think?”

"Are you talking about morality with me?" The Immortal Emperor laughed loudly, "Who guided Lingze to murder his biological mother as an accomplice?"

"I don't need to talk to you about morality, I only need to talk about filial piety! I have photos of what happened back then, do you want to see them?"

The sleeves of the Immortal Emperor's robe waved, and a mirage emerged. (End of chapter)