Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

A man with long green hair is sitting cross-legged on the bed.

around him.

There is magic power running through it.

"It's not enough...it's not enough...it's far worse than when I was at my peak..."

Chapter 292·A Breeze

The Taoist priests all stood at the door of the palace of the sect master.

Several people looked at each other, still hesitant to speak out.

But it has reached this point, and it’s no longer possible not to say anything.

dong dong dong.

They knocked on the palace door.

After a full stick of incense passed, the voice of the master of Qingfeng Sect finally came from inside the door.

"Didn't I say you're not allowed to call me when I'm practicing?"

A gust of wind picked them up in the air.

The door opened, and the master of Qingfeng Sect came out from Zhongzhou.

"Do you think everything I said is false? Huh?!"

The intensity increased, and when several Taoist priests were almost crushed to death, he released his strength and let them fall to the ground.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Several people panted heavily for the rest of their lives and quickly told the story.

Finally, he added that all this was to complete his plan, so he had to wake him up.

"Trash, you can't catch me even if you practice Yuanying. Just in time, I also want to loosen my bones. You also go to the lower world to spread my name and let more mortals worship me day and night. When I come back, if you find that the worshipers The amount of incense I wanted was not reached, and you know the consequences."

After saying that, he turned into a breeze and disappeared.

Only a few of them Taoist priests were left smiling bitterly.

Get up quickly and go to complete the task.

If he can't do it before he comes back, it won't be as simple as death.

He can do things more terrifying than death.

Among the mountains.

A ray of breeze swims in the sky.

He enjoys freedom.

But memories of the past kept popping up in my mind.

"I was obviously killed, why did I come back to life in this era? It's really strange. Could it be that the method I practiced has some mysterious power that can revive me? Even I couldn't find it myself, but , No matter what, it’s great to be alive. Once I absorb enough incense to worship and regain my previous strength, it will be very simple to rule all things in this weak era.”

Yes.

He is also an immortal.

Had a sudden awakening a few months ago.

The first thing I saw were the Taoist priests.

After understanding the situation of lagging information, he divided part of his power and gave it to them, and then started what he was doing now.

Place incense all over the place for mortals to worship.

This is something that the Dao he has cultivated can do.

At the beginning, many people ridiculed him for using mortal incense, but he didn't care, as long as it was easy to use, why did he care so much?

What's more, he also felt that it was probably because of his prosperous incense that some people were still worshiping him in this unknown era, and after countless thoughts, he was resurrected.

This strengthened his determination to follow this path.

The feeling of standing above countless mortals and enjoying worship is extremely refreshing every second.

The current number is much worse than what it used to be.

But it doesn’t matter. If the quantity can’t increase, we’ll make up for it with quality first.

The tablets dedicated to him are specially made.

After using it for a period of time, worshipers will gradually fall into fanaticism.

There is nothing else in my heart except faith in him.

Apart from necessary survival, only worship is left.

In other words, a machine that can continuously provide him with power.

"A Nascent Soul guy has made them miserable. Ha, it's still too useless. When I recover some strength, I will give them some skills to save them from bothering me again."

While thinking about it, he landed in Qingxia Town, the main source of his current faith.

There are nothing but mountains around here.

If anyone comes here, they might settle down in Qingxia Town.

If not, it’s not too late to look for it in the mountains.

Qingfeng waved his hands, and a strong wind swept through the entire Qingxia Town.

moment.

He found his purpose.

"Huh? Are you here? Ha, you are just greedy for pleasure."

He taunted and headed towards the shop where the shadow puppet show was located in the town.

At this moment.

Ye Jiu and Chen Lian were watching the shadow puppet show in Qingxia Town.

It's not that it's very interesting, but the simple performances of ordinary people always make people happy.

What's more, Chen Lian seems to like it very much.

After a scene.

The others gradually dispersed.

Ye Jiu ran to the backstage, gave the boss a gold brick, and bought a box of shadow puppets from him, planning to play with them after returning home.

And just as they were about to leave, the door was violently kicked open.

A man with green hair, a poker face, and a man who revealed that he was a very noble person walked in.

Ye Jiu looked him up and down and couldn't help shaking his head.

"It's so miserable. The green grassland above our heads must be a happy life."

Qingfeng heard his words and frowned.

Although I don't know what it means, the tone doesn't sound like a good word at all.

"Show off your words. Come out here."

He held his palms empty, and the power of the wind instantly surrounded Ye Jiu.

They formed an invisible big hand, trying to lift Ye Jiu up, but they couldn't move him at all.

Ye Jiu looked around with some confusion.

Why does this store seem to be leaking?

It's quite cool.

amazing.

"what?!"

Qingfeng's pupils shrank, and her heart was extremely angry.

This kid is definitely not an ordinary Nascent Soul realm.

Those idiots must have been fooled.

But nothing.

Even if it is taller than Nascent Soul, so what?

He is an immortal.

"Give it to me, come out!"

Make a virtual handshake again.

This time, he used a bit of immortal power.

I thought it was a sure thing.

But here at Ye Jiu, the wind around him just felt cooler.

What a magical little shop. Does it have something similar to an exhaust fan?

This is not bad.

Qingfeng couldn't believe what he saw.

What the hell is going on with this man?

Did he use his immortal power?

Why can't I get him to move?

How can this be?

Is it possible that his power is actually so weak that even an ordinary monk cannot control it?

No.

This is impossible.

He has absorbed the faith of worshiping for several months, so it is impossible for him to be so weak.

Qingfeng's eyes turned cold.

There must be something wrong with this person.

Maybe he has some kind of magic weapon.

This possibility is very high.

Think about how many immortals have died in this past era.

It is normal to leave some magic weapons behind.

In this case, don't blame him for being ruthless.

This time he used both hands together.

Two balls of wind shot towards Ye Jiu.

The power was so strong that the store was instantly reduced to pieces.

Even everything around him was swallowed up.

A huge storm.

Fall from the sky.

Born from the earth.

Ye Jiu was attacked from all directions.

This time it was finally no longer majestic.

Ye Jiu blinked, looked at the tornado falling in the sky and scratched his head:

"It turns out it's a tornado. It's so weak...much weaker than the one created by that strange bird in the Worry-free Realm...Little Lian'er, give me your hand, don't be blown away."