Tao and Heaven

Chapter 191 Where is the Immortality Elixir?

The elixir of immortality is a human being, who has been in contact with Emperor Daojun for decades, and the medicine for the elixir of longevity is the severed arm of the elixir of immortality.

The mysterious veil of the elixir of immortality is constantly being unveiled, but it is still shrouded in mystery.

Gu Wen placed the white-feathered bird in his hand and asked, "Xiaobai, do you know where the real body is?"

"唧~"

The white-feathered bird made a clear cry, and there was a sparse spirit in its eyes.

Yu Hua examined the white-feathered bird and confirmed that it was not a normal creature, and its intelligence was about the same as that of an animal. Perhaps when Gu Wen had almost consumed the medicinal properties of the immortality drug, it would become a complete creature.

Just like the roots of the elixir of immortality from Tianquan Mountain can fuse with the scabbard to give birth to spiritual intelligence, this arm can also transform into a living being.

As the mythical beast of all animals, Ao Tang has made an interesting guess. There is nothing wrong with the white-feathered bird itself, because the truly perfect change is a one-to-one restoration.

When a white-feathered bird becomes a white-feathered bird, it is perfect.

Gu Wen looked away and saw Yu Hua standing beside him, looking thoughtful and silent for a long time. He asked, "Did you find anything else?"

In the distance, Jun Yan and others began to approach. Yu Hua just opened his mouth and then closed it silently, saying in a voice transmission: "I can no longer sense the location of the immortality medicine. The aura that was originally in the Fire Cloud Cave was the white-feathered bird on your body. What I sensed before was not the main body."

Gu Wen slightly widened his eyes and asked in the same way: "How can we find the elixir of immortality in this case?"

Yu Hua's specialness in the Immortal Land is that he can sense the existence and strength of the immortality elixir, both of which are unique. If the former fails, then no one in the world will be able to find the immortality elixir.

"If the elixir of immortality could think like a human, it would have many ways to avoid me."

Yu Hua shook her head. She had already started thinking about getting the elixir of immortality.

If the master cannot be resurrected, at least let Gu Wen practice to the ninth level of the Tao Foundation, so that it is not a complete failure. On the contrary, there is no need to consider fighting for the immortality medicine, and Yu Hua does not have to worry about consuming too much.

It would be a good opportunity to kill this old guy so that he won't cause trouble for Gu Wen in the future.

"What you sensed before was not the real body?"

Gu Wen frowned and asked again: "What is the distance at which you can sense the immortality elixir?"

"The location can be found from a distance of 100 miles, and even if there is only a trace within 100 miles, there is no escape."

"Since the medicine used by the Dog Emperor to make the elixir is the elixir of immortality, have you ever sensed it?"

"No, maybe it has been refined away."

Yu Hua answered, and then she noticed that Gu Wen's brows were furrowed deeper, as if he had thought of something. The alchemy furnace that she specifically asked about also made Yu Hua recall carefully. She was only a hundred meters away from the alchemy furnace, so it should not be wrong.

"Do you suspect that the elixir of immortality is in the furnace?"

Gu Wen nodded slightly and said, "But if Emperor Daojun really has the elixir of immortality, why would he cooperate with Dao Zong and why would he pursue us so relentlessly?"

The logic doesn't make sense. If the dog emperor really got the elixir of immortality, he would have hidden himself away and waited to become an immortal.

The next moment, the two of them looked up at each other as if they had telepathy, with a flash of surprise and doubt in their eyes.

Even Yu Hua couldn’t find it, so what about Emperor Daojun?
In an instant, the blocked thoughts burst out like a flood, and the three words "darkness under the lamp" emerged in Gu Wen's mind.

Emperor Daojun couldn't find it, and Yu Hua couldn't find it, so was the immortality elixir really just a part of it? Just like the white-feathered bird in his arms, since part of the immortality elixir could change its appearance, there was no reason why it couldn't change into something else.

The elixir of immortality may be in the alchemy furnace!
Through her magical powers, Yu Hua knew what Gu Wen was thinking, which coincided with her guess and was even more detailed and clear.

It's dark under the lamp, a good description.

Gu Wen said: "The elixir of immortality may be in the furnace."

Yu Hua said: "Then let's go back to Bianjing and find out whether he is there or not."

Whether it was true or not, she had to go, and even if she guessed it, she could still get the elixir of immortality.

"You two are so affectionate in a unique way, staring at each other through a corpse."

Jun Yan led the others and flew over from a distance. Seeing the two people looking at each other across the corpse, he made a complaint.

"What should we do with the soldiers inside? They are unconscious because their leader was killed in battle, so why not just let me sacrifice them completely?"

Gu Wen shook his head and refused, "Don't kill people who don't fight."

"Why is it not a war? They were also part of the army just now. With so much blood and energy, if they can be trained into blood explosion beads, they might be able to kill a Tianzun unexpectedly. In the future, they can be used to deal with the Emperor Daojun, or to massacre the army."

Jun Yan's devilish nature was exposed, and he became somewhat covetous of the soldiers in the barracks.

These soldiers are not all ordinary people. In order to be able to withstand the military force, they have more or less practiced basic training. They may only have a sense of qi and slightly absorb the medicinal properties of spiritual medicine.

"No, don't make me emphasize it a second time."

Gu Wen shook his head slightly, a hint of sword intent flashing in his eyes.

Jun Yan shrugged and didn't continue to make himself look bad.

"you've changed."

They were very compatible before, but now they are becoming more and more sharp and no longer so insidious. Back then, Gu Wen wanted to learn swordsmanship, so he would ask anyone in a low voice, and he was not ashamed even if he was driven away.

At first glance, you can tell that he is a person who will do anything to achieve his goals.

Gu Wen ignored him and ordered, "Chiyuzi, go and inform the Nanchun Army for me. Their current leader is Jiang Jucai. Ask him to clean up the mess."

The white-haired girl nodded woodenly, then turned into a beam of golden light and shot up into the sky.

A quarter of an hour later, she captured a general in silver armor.

Jiang Jucai's eyes widened, his legs softened and he collapsed, then he saw Gu Wenru was pardoned.

"Master Wen, it turns out that this is the person you sent."

Then he saw Wen Renwu lying on the ground. He could not recognize him because he was too old, but he had some more guesses about the situation through the flags of the military camp in the distance.

His astonishment was evident on his face, and he asked, "Is this General Daqian?"

A few days ago, the Daqian Imperial Army arrived at Nanshui and stationed 300 miles away from the ferry. Before the battle began, the entire Nanchun Army's momentum had been crushed by the reputation of Wenren Wuwei, and the voices of surrender within the army were growing day by day.

Jiang Jucai felt the same way, he also wanted to escape.

Wen Renwu had fought for decades without a single defeat, and supernatural events occurred frequently, so this general was also considered a military god.

"That's right." Gu Wen nodded, patted General Silver Armor's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "This is the general trend of the world, and it cannot be changed by ordinary people."

In a world where monks can move mountains and fill the sea, there is no mortal who can be better than a monk, because humane destruction is better than everything.

Jiang Jucai was only slightly stunned. He was a very kind-hearted man and did not show his loneliness. He smiled and said, "Since Master Wen was able to kill the general, it means that I am on the side of the general trend."

Hearing this, Gu Wen smiled with satisfaction and said, "You have grown up."

Three years ago, when he first met Jiang Jucai, he was still a child who didn't want to study.

A year ago, Jiang Jucai was still an ambitious young man.

Now that I have grown up, I know my own limitations and have begun to adapt to the environment.

Back to the point, Gu Wen asked: "Can you use these soldiers for your own benefit? I need you to lead an army to sweep across Nanshui, then attack Luoshui, and go straight to Bianjing."

The greatest confidence of Emperor Daojun is the dragon vein, with the whole world as his formation and the people as his power. As long as Daqian completely collapses, his strength will be affected.

This is better than rushing directly to Bian Jing, fighting all the way and collecting spiritual objects along the way, which can also give yourself room to grow.

The one who should be anxious now is Emperor Daojun, not himself.

Jiang Jucai thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee that all of them will win. But if we can convince one or two lieutenants by promising a large sum of money, it should be no problem."

There is no loyalty these days, and even the Zhao family, which has been in arrears with military pay, is not worthy of it. Maybe Wen Renwu gave his men enough money, but if he died, his reputation would not be inherited by the court.

In the army, only the generals can give orders, and the effectiveness of power will be greatly reduced as the power is increased. The court always controls the generals, not the soldiers.

"I'll take care of this."

Gu Wen thought of Jun Yan and asked, "Is there any method in the magic way that can control the mind?"

"Countless."

Jun Yan's mind moved, and then he raised his finger and pointed, and three strands of mind flew into the military camp.

"Okay, they will stand firmly on your side, but you have to give them enough benefits."

"You're already controlling my mind, and you still want me to pay you?"

Gu Wen was a little surprised. In his imagination, the Demon Sect should be a slavery society in dire straits. After all, Jun Yan's usual behavior and style looked like a human.

"Even animals need food to eat. It goes against their nature to ask them to make selfless contributions. Their nature will constantly attack the methods I have set. This will not be worth the loss."

Jun Yan was even more surprised, because Gu Wen spoke in an evil way as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The most sophisticated mind control methods are all about luring people with benefits, while the inferior ones just want to take advantage of it without vomiting. We, the mind control slaves of the Demon Sect, are all paid, and we all have to be well fed and well fed so that they will work hard for us."

Having said this, Jun Yan touched his chin and looked at Gu Wen, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Training people's minds to be like puppets is an act that goes against nature and is clearly an evil practice.

The Demon Sect can also do it, but it is not worth it because it is also a mind control method. The consumption of the two is not at the same level, but the actual effect is not much different.

Gu Wen was able to understand the evil practices in an instant. It seemed that he really had a demon in his heart, but he was suppressed by the goddess and Dao Zong.

He is destined to be someone from my Demonic Sect, what a pity.

The next day, the news of Daqian General Wen Renwu's death in battle spread throughout Nanshui and spread like wildfire.

The governor of Nanshui County issued ten chicken feather orders in succession. The post stations in various places had already become tentacles for various forces to transmit information. This move made the news spread faster.

These news turned into cracks on the dilapidated house of Daqian, tearing apart the already crumbling dynasty.
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The Daqian Palace was silent, and the same was true for the entire Bianjing.

The once prosperous capital was now shrouded in dullness and deathly silence. Civilians who had died from successive famines and heavy taxes were piled up outside the city and thrown into pits to be burned.

When the wind direction changed, the aroma of meat mixed with a slight stench could be smelled throughout half of the city of Bianjing.

It makes people feel creepy when they hear it.

The hall no longer had its former splendor and glory. Various medicinal materials and debris were piled up. The old Taoist priest had been putting the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace day after day for ten years.

He kept repeating the word "eternal life" in his mouth.

"Emperor Daojun."

A voice was heard, and then an older Taoist walked in. He was stopped ten feet away by the invisible dragon vein.

Emperor Daojun slowly turned his head and saw an old Taoist priest with short stature and wrinkles on his face, who was at the level of a Taoist priest of ninety-eight and had the strength of a semi-immortal.

"you are?"

"Poor Daoist Xuan Yue."

"So you are the founder of Liuyun Sect. I wonder what is your purpose for coming here?"

"The immortality elixir is in the hands of the goddess. I am no match for her alone. Let's join forces to seize the immortality elixir. I will prolong my life, and you will make the elixir. It will be mutually beneficial."

Xuan Yue went straight to the point, and his words were as brief as his lifespan.

Emperor Daojun remained expressionless upon hearing this and asked, "If the goddess had obtained the elixir of immortality, why didn't Immortal Qingcang live a second life?"

Xuan Yue was also an extraordinary person, and he could sense the hidden meaning behind the other party's words, and said, "I saw with my own eyes that the Immortal Sword gave the immortality elixir to the goddess. In your opinion, the goddess can immediately revive Qing Cang after getting the immortality elixir?"

"This..." Emperor Daojun hesitated. He really didn't know how Qingcang would be resurrected.

The only information stolen from the Sanqing Taoist sect is that the elixir of immortality can revive the immortal Qingcang.

"Whether it's true or not, we can't bet on whether Qingcang can be resurrected, or whether the immortality elixir is real."

Xuan Yue took a step forward, and the boundless power slightly pushed away the dragon vein Dharma image, and thousands of yellow tiles in the palace were shattered in an instant.

The same expression flashed on the two old faces: the desire to become an immortal, the madness for transcendence, and the fear of the commoner Kun Daoist of the past.

"I have already contacted the twelve demon ancestors. They will lend us a helping hand, just like they did when they surrounded and killed Qingcang."

Xuan Yue opened his arms slightly, and twelve mysterious beast shadows emerged. It seemed as if there was a divine being overlooking from the sky, with a gaze falling like the light of the sun.

"But they have one request, that Hong Chen must die. In order to prevent Hong Chen from escaping, we cannot surround and kill Tian Nu when she is still in good condition. She knows that she is doomed to die, so she will definitely send Hong Chen away in an excellent way."

Rather than the resurrection of Qingcang, the demon clan now hopes that the young man named Hongchen will die.

This was Xuan Yue's biggest surprise.

"You are colluding with the demon ancestor?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Emperor Daojun's eyes. He reached into the alchemy furnace and took out a wisp of real fire.

Then he threw it, and it instantly turned into a fire dragon, swallowing Xuan Yue in one gulp.

The sun outside had already set completely, and a fire dragon was illuminating the entire Bianjing and soaring into the sky.

Xuan Yue broke free from the fire dragon and asked gloomily, "What do you mean?"

"Humans and demons cannot coexist."

Emperor Daojun stepped out of the hall, his old body slowly straightened up, and his cloudy eyes became murderous.

The dragon vein form slowly revealed itself, and its ten thousand zhang long body spanned the entire Qianjing County. Its power had already overwhelmed Xuan Yue, the demigod.

He was a person from Xuanyue ten thousand years ago, and he was born three thousand years ago, in the era known as the Golden Age.

Therefore, each of them has something that the other cannot understand.

Xuan Yue said: "How can a mere human-demon feud compare to becoming an immortal and transcending?"

"My way is to be a human emperor. When I become an immortal and rule over millions of people, I will do my utmost to uproot Jianmu. The two are equal, so why compare them?"

Emperor Daojun is like an evil dragon, hovering over the people, constantly dropping dragon saliva to burn the people, watering his ambition to become an immortal. Now that the wealth of the entire world has been transformed into spiritual objects and thrown into the alchemy furnace, the old dragon's ambition covers the sky and the sun and envelops everyone.

The suffering of the people of Daqian is just an inevitable step on the road to becoming an immortal, and the Emperor Daojun will not feel guilty. Kindness and integrity do not belong to the emperor. The so-called emperor is nothing more than a tyrant and a traitor to the people.

In his eyes, there are only humans, not people.

He wants to become an immortal, to transcend. Life span is of no use to him, and he is not afraid of life and death.

He firmly believed that it was not the Three Pure Ones Taoist sect, nor the deceased immortal Qingcang, nor the latecomer Hongchen, who had allowed the rice ears, which were praised as gold, to fill the sky and the earth.

It’s him, it’s me, Zhao Sanming, the emperor of the human race!
Emperor Daojun waved his sleeves and sent Xuan Yue flying for who knows how many miles. He looked down at the Daqian city which was already riddled with holes, with no regrets in his eyes.

Seven hundred years of darkness and evil disasters have passed, and a dozen more years of chaos will not be a disaster.

Inside the imperial palace, a guard rode his horse at full speed towards the palace, delivering a message.

"The southern water fell into the hands of the rebels, and the rebels issued a widespread proclamation."

The letter fell into the hands of Emperor Daojun. He looked at it carefully and in an instant seemed to have returned to several months ago.

The servant stood on the Dragon Bridge and scolded himself.

[The Zhao family has been a scourge to the world for hundreds of years. Even if all the bamboo slips in Nanshan are used up, they cannot record even one of their crimes. Even if the waves of the East China Sea are broken, they cannot wash away their heinous crimes.]

(End of this chapter)