I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 215: Jiufang Heavenly Palace: The Underworld; The Central Plains Xuanmen Sect Ascends
At this time, there was chaos inside and outside Hangu Pass.

The phantom illusion stretching for thousands of miles makes people feel as if they are in another world.

All the soldiers from the four countries stopped stabbing the enemy with their spears.

And on the Qin army side.

Tang Qianyan's clothes were soaked with cold sweat and his body was trembling slightly.

His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, his gaze was wandering.

The two sword-like eyebrows were tightly twisted together, forming a deep "chuan"-shaped groove.

Not far from him, Mu Xuanzi, the chief disciple of Yuetan Mountain, one of the three orthodox Taoist sects in Central China, had an expression even more exaggerated than Yan in front of the hall.

It was like being strangled by an invisible hand.

Even the breathing rhythm that he had become accustomed to after practicing Taoism for more than ten years began to become chaotic.

"Is this the 'underworld', one of the Nine Palaces?"

Mu Xuanzi muttered to himself subconsciously.

Then he swung the sword in his hand, ready to cut towards the palm.

"unnecessary!"

Tang Qianyan, who was dressed as a golden cicada wearing the skins of a thousand people, came to Mu Xuanzi's side in the blink of an eye and blocked his raised sword.

"Boss Jin, the Heavenly Palace Jie Yin has reappeared in the world, and this time the scale is far greater than before. I have to ask Master and the elders to help me seal it, otherwise there will be chaos in the world and disaster will occur!"

While Mu Xuanzi was anxiously explaining to the "Golden Cicada", he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, who on earth had brought the legendary "Heavenly Palace Reception"?
"Those old guys from Yuetan Mountain won't come this time!"

Looking at Jin Chan's unfamiliar eyes and unfamiliar tone, Mu Xuanzi was stunned for a moment.

"Boss Jin, what are you going to do?"

"I said no!"

"Jin Chan" exerted force with his fingers and spoke again in a cold voice.

"This"

Mu Xuanzi was puzzled as to what Jin Chan was doing.

However, it is indeed as Tang Qianyan said.

At this time in the Three Kingdoms camp.

Zhao Guizhen, Huang Laodao and the other five Taoist nuns and priests worked together and buried 20,000 talismans into the heads of the soldiers from Chu, Tang and Qi.

Then, it was the same as when Zhao Guizhen summoned the six of them just now.

Let 20,000 orthodox Taoist monks from the seven countries in the Central Plains appear here in human flesh.

Xiaoyin Mountain, Huolin Cave Heaven, Maoshan Mountain, Xuande Lake, Guigu Xuansi Zhentian, Yumu Bamboo Forest Cave, Qingyu Peak, Kuacangze, Xiaoyao Valley, Xiliangzhou Mountain.
All the orthodox Taoist sects from the seven countries in the Central Plains and the thirty-six blessed lands have come here.

Even two of the three major orthodox Taoist sects, Wangwu and Penglai, have come.

Although the Thirty-Six Heavens of Blessings, Wangwu and Penglai did not go out in full force, they almost emptied their resources.

But among these people, there are no people from Yuetan Mountain.

"Master Huang, why didn't anyone from Yuetan Mountain come?"

A Taoist nun who was over 70 years old, with gray hair and wrinkles all over her face, but wearing a bright Taoist robe, asked the Taoist priest Huang unhappily.

Today might be a grand event for the entire Xuanmen. Could it be that the people of Yuetan Mountain are timid and unwilling to take the risk to go there?

"I don't know for sure, maybe the head brother has diarrhea!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Taoist Huang answered with a guilty conscience.

Since leaving Yuetan Mountain, Taoist Huang has not contacted his sect for decades.

He had thought that his senior brothers would definitely take the lead in such a grand event, but he never expected that none of his fellow disciples from Yuetan Mountain came.

This made him feel a little embarrassed in front of the various Taoists.

"Brother Zhu Yang, is this thing in front of you the Lord of the Nine Directions Heavenly Palace?"

The leader of the Wangwu sect, Wu Zhuolei, is an old Taoist priest who is nearly two hundred years old and has an immortal appearance.

It is different from the Five Qis Converging to the Origin condensed by Zhao Guizhen and the Three Flowers Converging to the Top of the Head practiced by Jia Nanfeng.

Wu Zhuolei has been practicing Taoism for more than one hundred and eighty years, just to cut off the three corpses in his body and complete the final step.

But unfortunately, after a hundred years, they only beheaded the lower corpse Peng Jiao and the middle corpse Peng Zhi.

Cut off the sexual desires and the desire for food.

However, it seems that there is only one step away from beheading the last upper corpse Peng Hou and ascending to become an immortal, but this step is a chasm that cannot be crossed at all.

Wu Zhuolei knew that his time was up and thought that he might not live long enough to see the Taoist plan come into effect.

But who would have thought that Qingtan's sudden appearance would rekindle hope in his shriveled and dying body.

and so.

Unlike other Taoists who still have more than fifty years to live, even if the Taoist's desperate adventure ends in failure and all the Xuanmen bloodlines are wiped out by the seven countries, it has nothing to do with Wu Zhuolei who is about to die of old age.

"Yes, that thing is the ninth piece of Central Plains Absolute Weapon Qingtan, located in another world outside the Jiufang Heavenly Palace."

Zhao Guizhen bowed and stepped forward to perform a salute.

Although the two men look equally old, there is a real generation difference between them.

"The first emperor once united with the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands and Qingtan to destroy the Jiufang Palace and unify the Central Plains. However, due to the limited national fortune, he could only divide the newly unified Central Plains into fiefdoms. Haha, that guy never thought that the Jiufang Palace would appear on this land again."

Wu Zhuolei laughed loudly, then waved his Taoist robe and led the people from Wangwu Mountain towards the direction of Jinchan.

And at the same time.

Lian Po, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao also stopped arguing.

He raised the spears and halberds in his hands towards these uninvited Taoist priests.

"Without the royal order, Xuanmen actually dared to go down the mountain privately. Do you Taoist priests with big noses want to die?"

Xiang Yu pointed the Overlord Spear in his hand directly at Wu Zhuolei's face and questioned in a cold voice.

"General Xiang, although I am in Wangwu, I have heard of your great name for a long time. Now we from Xuanmen are suddenly visiting you to understand the difficulties faced by the people of this world!"

"The Heavenly Palace is here to guide us. Currently, only a corner of the 'underworld' has appeared near Hangu Pass. If the entire Nine Directions Heavenly Palace were to appear, the world would be in a state of chaos!"

Military spirit and national destiny are supreme in the Central Plains, and they naturally have a restraining effect on their mysterious Taoist arts that originated from the Jiufang Heavenly Palace.

Wu Zhuolei didn't want to fall out unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Blessed Lands, plus Wangwu and Penglai, are no match for the military strength of a single country.

"What the hell is Heavenly Palace Reception? China was originally a country of seven nations fighting for supremacy. How can there be a transfer of ownership?"

Xiang Yu didn't care about all that. He just thought that the strange phenomenon happening before his eyes must be related to these old Taoists.

"General Xiang, you absolutely cannot do that. Do you disregard the lives of these millions of soldiers?"

Unlike Wu Zhuolei, Zhao Guizhen was much more slick. He knew Xiang Yu's character very well and knew how to deal with it.

"General Xiang, everything before our eyes is not just a mirage. If we don't stop it in time, one day later, the dark wind will blow away the flesh of the soldiers, and the Yellow Spring River will rush so fast that it can swallow up a million troops."

"General, please think about your soldiers!"

What about the Heavenly Palace Reception, the Nine-Directions Heavenly Palace, and the Change of Master of the World? Zhao Guizhen knew that these generals' heads were made of stone and it was impossible for them to explain it clearly.

Instead of saying all this, it is better to be simple and blunt. Tell Xiang Yu and the others directly that if Xuanmen does not take action today, everyone will die tomorrow.

"This"

As Zhao Guizhen expected, both Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao began to hesitate.

After all, among the coalition forces of the Three Kingdoms, the number of soldiers from the Chu and Tang countries is not a small number.

And since just now, someone has indeed coughed up turbid Yellow Spring River water from his mouth.

"Mr. Chang Lingjun, what do you think we should do about this?"

After hesitating for a long time, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao both looked at Chang Lingjun who had been standing aside without speaking for a long time.

As for Lian Po!
They were too lazy to ask.

After all, Lian Po can only be regarded as a powerful mercenary at present.

None of his soldiers were trained by him personally, all of them came from the three kingdoms of Chu, Tang and Qi.

"What are you going to do?"

Lord Chang Ling raised his chin, stared at Zhao Guizhen and Wu Zhuolei, and asked lightly.

If it is true as these two people said, this phantom river stretching for thousands of miles will become real, then Hangu Pass, which is just submerged in the river, will be destroyed by the rapids in an instant.

The break of Hangu Pass was equivalent to Qin opening its eastern gate and allowing the other six countries to invade.

Even if everything can return to normal in the future, the Qin State will find it difficult to move forward.

Losing the natural advantage of being able to attack or defend.

"It is inconvenient to say more, and we in Xuanmen are only 30% sure. Lord Chang Lingjun, please make a decision quickly. If you delay like this, I am afraid you will miss the opportunity."

Zhao Guizhen pretended to be anxious and urged him again and again.

He hesitated for a moment.

Chang Lingjun suddenly opened his eyes, and his cracked lips slightly parted: "Dear Taoist priests of Xuanmen, please do as you please!"

At this moment, Lord Chang Ling was only thinking about two things.

The first thing is to defend Hangu Pass.

The second item is the golden cicada.

In the eyes of Chang Lingjun, Jin Chan is Ying Lou's confidant and also an extremely outstanding general.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will definitely become a sharp weapon for Ying Lou to conquer the world in the future.

But in this situation, the "guidance from heaven" mentioned by Zhao Guizhen is definitely related to the golden cicada.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lord Chang Ling could only put Hangu Pass first.

As for Jin Chan's life or death, it depends on him.

"My fellow Taoists, whether our sect will ascend to heaven or fall into the abyss depends on today. Please don't hold back and join us in the great century-long plan of our sect!"

With one hand, he drew a huge blood talisman in the air, and the sound of the black tears penetrated into the heart, so that all the 20,000 Taoist friends from the Xuanmen sect present could hear it clearly.

What followed was a thick white fog that spread everywhere, blocking the vision of all the people in the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, including Chang Lingjun and his men.

After all, if they saw what happened later, they would probably raise their troops and kill all the people in the Xuanmen at the first moment.

"The whole sect will ascend to heaven and restore the glory of our Xuan Sect!"

After everyone shouted silently in their hearts, they immediately dispersed and formed formations with their sects as the center.

"Master Huang, since no one has come to Yuetan Mountain, you have no chance of ascending. Please leave quickly and don't ruin the event we are waiting for!"

Wu Zhuolei glared at Huang Laodao who was standing alone not far away, and there was no emotion in his tone.

"Master Wu, for this ascension, I pretended to defect from my master for fifty years and created a person with the destiny of the Qin State for Xuanmen. Are you going to destroy the bridge now?"

Huang Laodao's eyes were tightly narrowed, and he was shaking all over with anger because of Wu Zhuolei's words just now.

"Humph, since no one has come from Yuetan Mountain, you have betrayed all of our fellow Taoists from the Xuanmen Sect. Naturally, the qualification to ascend to heaven has nothing to do with you!"

Wu Zhuolei snorted coldly, and then asked all the disciples of Wangwu Mountain to draw the long swords at their waists.

"You, you Wangwushan are going too far!"

Since Wu Zhuolei has such a mean face, Huang Laodao just gave up.

Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

On that day in Yongcheng, the child born by Zhao Ji, who looked extremely similar to Ying Lou and possessed the destiny of the country, was an important part of her ascension.

Taoist Huang had already decided in his heart that he would never hand it over even if he died. The worst that could happen was that both sides would be destroyed and he would end up with his body destroyed.

"Haha, do you really think I didn't defend myself against you?"

"Wu Huan!"

After Wu Zhuolei shouted loudly.

I saw the Taoist nun in gorgeous Taoist robes walking out from a distance, leading a little boy holding the Black Water Dragon Seal.

And this child was "Gui" who was born to Zhao Ji after ten months of pregnancy in Yongcheng that day.

However, at this moment, Gui's eyes were lifeless, and he was like an obedient puppet, allowing Wu Huan to manipulate him.

"You guys!"

Upon seeing this scene, Taoist Huang knew that he had been targeted by Wu Zhuolei for a long time.

And from the moment the trump card falls into someone else's hands.

Taoist Huang seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and his hunched body looked desolate.

In order to ascend to heaven today, he pretended to rebel against Yuetan Mountain for decades and also learned some evil magic.

Who would have known that what he would eventually get was the cruel abandonment by Wu Zhuolei and the betrayal by his master.

"Go away, or I will destroy your soul and body right now."

Looking at Wu Zhuolei's vicious eyes, Huang Laodao sighed, then turned and left without looking back.

He wanted to go to Yuetan Mountain and ask the leader why he did this.

What have I been working so hard for all these years for?
"Fellow Taoists, let's get started!"

As Huang Laodao left, Wu Zhuolei directly twisted Gui's neck and threw his body high into the air.

Wu Huan, Zhao Guizhen and the other four people performed the same actions on six boys who were about the same age as Gui and holding the jade seals of six countries.

All of a sudden.

The seven bodies collided in the air and were mixed together like the meat filling for dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

A moment later, a huge ball of flesh with seven heads was seen spinning in the air.

And the seven pairs of small hands stretched out from all directions each held a jade seal.

the other side.

Zhao Guizhen was seen quietly retreating, with a cunning gleam in his small eyes.

"Haha, a bunch of idiots, you really think it's so easy to raise a religion and ascend to heaven!"

"With my abilities, as long as I can live forever, I will be a god. Everywhere is the fairyland, everywhere is the White Jade Capital. Why not enjoy the pleasures of the mortal world? Only a fool would go to the heavenly palace!"

(End of this chapter)