high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 149 The Ancient Immortal 【Two Chapters In One】

"Your Majesty."

The beautiful fishtail woman frowned slightly, and said in doubt:

"Is Your Majesty old with his father? Who is the monk's father?"

"Old?"

The man with the bamboo crown suddenly smiled, and slowly shook his head:

"It's old, it's old."

He embraced the beautiful woman beside him into his arms, smiled and said:

"Thief Bald's father and his friend, these two coveted a treasure at the bottom of the Tongjiang River, but luckily, I was one step ahead of me.

Several times three times, first I almost killed them with a hammer. "

The man with the bamboo crown spread his hands, looking helpless:

"After they became enlightened, I was almost hammered to death by these two people."

The voice of the man with the bamboo crown is faint:

"Look, it's so disgusting and despicable to be bald today."

After he said these words, the beautiful fishtail woman who had a charming and lazy expression suddenly fell silent and fell silent.

The man with the bamboo crown next to him is the Lord of Tongjiang River, the owner of Qingli Palace, and the Great Demon Immortal of the Six Realms.

The monsters, whether they are birds, beasts, insects, fish, or plants, trees, rocks and other spirits, once they give birth to wisdom.

Its life span is much higher than that of the human race on land.

Mr. Qingli was originally a herring in the Tongjiang River, but by chance, he not only gave birth to spiritual wisdom, but also obtained countless heavy weapons at the bottom of the Tongjiang River.

He purified his blood step by step, and finally, with the body of a flood dragon, he became a demon fairy, commanding the endless aquatic creatures in Tongjiang to be honored as Dragon King.

Except for the two sages of the upper three realms of Confucianism, this vast world of Yanfu belongs to Lord Qingli's lifespan, which is the longest.

He is the most active in the world, and also one of the only four fairies on the surface.

In the situation where the saints of the upper three realms can't hide from the world, Lord Qingli has the honorary title of the oldest immortal.

For a long time, although the lord of the Holy Land, who used the body of a flood dragon to testify to the demon immortal, has not been able to get a glimpse of the charm of the three realms.

But no one would underestimate this.

With the passage of time, the blood of the flood dragon in Lord Qingli's body has not only been purified step by step, but also faintly transformed into a heavenly dragon.

Formation, illusion, talismans, swordsmanship, inviting gods, thunder techniques, witch sacrifices, gang fights, divination... everything is intelligible.

As for the time, it has never been an important matter for Lord Qingli.

The celestial beings of his time died of old age one by one, and he watched the newly born heroes gradually take the place of the older generation.

The dynasty was overthrown, the holy land was shattered, and the world changed drastically.

He has seen that the former Qi State was destroyed under the fire from the sky, and about [-]% of the people and immortals in the whole world worked together to end the era of supremacy in the Middle Ages.

King Li was thrown into the abyss, and all the survivors of the royal family were wiped out.

The heyday of the unified dynasty with the Golden Crow as its totem came to an end.

He saw the cowherd meet the white fox in the mountain stream by chance. Since then, the hero draws his sword and the common people shed blood.

Spreading for thousands of years, the aristocratic families and the holy places have their own affairs, and the deadlock between the ruler and the ruling party has been completely broken.

Fang Niu'er cut down the mountain and destroyed the temple all the way, forcing all the families to make an alliance with him under the city, and swept the holy land, destroying three major families in one day.

At that time, Lord Qingli in military uniform was also at his side.

He watched the herding cattle ride on the golden throne, and the owners of the aristocratic family and the holy land stood on both sides of the golden throne, like servants.

For the first time, Mr. Qingli had a feeling of old age in his heart.

The compelling heroism, the gesture of changing mountains and changing lands with a single word, and the gesture of setting the world's etiquette made him yearn for it.

After fighting on the battlefield for a period of sixty years, finally, in the sound of worship from all the people, Fang Niuer ascended to the ninth five.

Since then, the chaos that has spread for thousands of years has come to an end.

After Qi, a unified dynasty reappeared in the world.

Its country name is Song Dynasty.

Lord Qingli led the Tongjiang Shui Clan. He made great contributions in the battle, and was worshiped as the head of the Otsuka, the head of the Six Ministers, and enjoyed the rites and music of the world.

He stayed in Songdu for decades, and saw the cowherd and the white fox turned against each other, and the emperor and empress were at odds.

Old friends from the past were suspected one after another, and none of them died well.

Frustrated, he asked to resign and go back to Tongjiang, but was also intercepted halfway.

Afterwards, the palace gates of Qingli Palace were rarely opened to the people on land.

So far, another thousand years have passed.

He watched Xie Heng, Zheng Wuwang and others with cold eyes, raising the flag one by one, and the mountains roared and the sea roared.

After Qi, the unified dynasty also ushered in the overthrow.

Since then, the world has been divided into three parts, and Chu, Zheng, and Wei have stood up to each other to check and balance each other.

Once again, the never-ending on-off and on-off.

He stayed in Tongjiang, ignoring the ups and downs of the world, the rise and fall of the world.

The title of the most ancient immortal has always been true.

Except under Wang Qiuyi's men, Lord Qingli was almost beaten out of Bao's body.

For so many years, he has never failed.

But now...

When the man with the bamboo crown spoke softly, the beautiful woman with the fishtail was struck by lightning.

It was really hard for her to imagine what kind of person it was that could persecute the Lord of a Holy Land to such an extent.

Even if Wang Qiuyi came back to life, after nearly a thousand years, Lord Qingli would not necessarily be in such a mess.

Monsters of different species are often known for their blood.

The older he is, the stronger Qing Li Jun will be.

The Holy Master of Jiejing Mountain once secretly made a list of outstanding people in the world, but he kept it secret because of repeated scruples.

The beautiful woman with a fishtail knew that in that list, Lord Qingli was the only candidate who was most likely to break through to the upper three realms within a thousand years, just like the god-footed monk.

And who is it that can make Lord Qingli say such words?

"One, I can deal with it, and the strongest one, I can also fight [-]-[-]."

The man with the bamboo crown sighed suddenly, in a low tone:

"Talking about the morals of the world with evil heretics, everyone stand shoulder to shoulder!"

The corner of his mouth twitched helplessly, and said with a smile:

"Every time there is a fight, the two of them have to say something like this.

These two bald men didn't want to be one-on-one with me at all, they just wanted to express their anger back then. "

"Two bald men?" The beautiful fishtail woman asked suspiciously, "Are both monks?"

"One is the father who is brilliant, bright, and bald."

Qingli Jun smiled at the beautiful fishtail woman: "As for the other monk, you might as well guess."

"I can't guess." The beautiful fishtail woman shook her head sincerely.

"It's Monk Miaoyan, the black hand who caused the chaos of the Three Kingdoms."

Lord Qingli didn't hold back, and met the astonished eyes of the beautiful fishtail woman, and said lightly:

"The two of them were good enough to wear a pair of pants back then, but now..."

Qingli Jun smiled slightly, but didn't speak any more.

He pushed away the beautiful woman in his arms, stood up straight, and all the scenes in Hanyu Square were clearly reflected.

Lord Qingli stretched out his hand casually, and the chaotic scene disappeared, leaving only the scene around Bai Shu.

The scene beside the Taoist priest in the lotus crown was magnified, as if it was close in front of his eyes.

Not far from Baishu, the old Taoist Hanxu was walking with a smile on his white beard.

Beside the old Taoist, there was a delicate and cute young girl, with bulging black eyes, she was looking curiously at the handsome Taoist wearing a lotus crown.

The beautiful woman saw the young girl clenched her small fists, her face full of eagerness.

The handsome man in green robe and bamboo crown looked at Baishu for a long time, but he didn't move for a long time.

"Then... Your Majesty."

The beautiful fishtail woman hesitated for a long time, then said hesitantly:

"Your Majesty cares so much about that monk. Is it because of his father?"

"Yes and no."

Qingli Jun turned around with a smile:

"I have lived in vain for thousands of years. Although my Taoism has not grown, I know a lot of stories."

He said to the bewildered fishtail woman:

"Have you seen the Master?"

"No, no." The beautiful woman shook her head repeatedly.

"I have met my master, more than once."

Qingli Jun stretched out his finger, and not far from his fingertips, Bai Shu and the old Taoist Hanxu were greeting each other.

"At that time..." Qing Li Jun's tone was inexplicable, he pointed at Bai Shu's face, and said softly:

"I saw his face, the original face, right next to Master."

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But at this moment, Bai Shu and the others, who didn't realize they were being watched, were bowing to each other.

Hanxu Laodao is the elder of the Daodezong of the Holy Land, and his cultivation has already reached the Five Realms of Life.

It is a level higher than my own teacher Wuhuai.

The old Taoist Hanxu and the girl beside him obviously knew Xu Yong for a long time, and when they talked with each other, they were all talking and laughing.

"I don't know little Taoist."

The old Taoist Han Xu suddenly changed the topic, shifted his gaze to Bai Shu, squinted his eyes and said:

"Where did you come from? Who is the elder in the family?"

The old Taoist Han Xu said with a smile:

"Maybe it's the old Taoist brother who knows me well."

No, I'm sure.

Bai Shu silently lowered her head.

Teacher Wuhuai must not be familiar with you...

"I was born as a casual cultivator in Xiaodao Mountain, but as for the master's inheritance..."

A glimpse of the embarrassing look on Bai Zhu's face.The old Taoist Hanxu pinched his white beard, and the expression on his face was exactly as I expected.

In addition to holy lands and aristocratic families, there are still many hidden sects in the world.

Don't expose the master's inheritance, which coincides with the hidden sect's way.

"I don't know if the little Taoist priest ever got married?"

The old Taoist Han Xu's heart moved, and he suddenly asked.

Bai Shu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, he unconsciously looked at the girl beside the old Taoist Han Xu.

Like the new moon and the clear light, the flowers and trees piled up with snow, the beautiful girl lowered her head in boredom, her little head bit by bit.

There is a faint haze lingering around her, which makes her skin more beautiful than snow, and her color is compelling.

Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water palace wind comes with pearl and green fragrance.

Nearby, Baishu smelled the girl's body, a faint fragrance that resembled orchid, musk but not musk, like in the light clouds, blowing towards the face, mixed with the cool water vapor of elegant fragrance.

He couldn't help but look a few more times, only to feel that the girl in front of him was indeed beautiful.

But at this time, it seemed that Bai Shu's gaze stayed here too long.

The girl who was lowering her head, bit by bit, as if she was counting ants suddenly raised her head.

She stared blankly at Bai Shu, and suddenly smiled.

"Little boy, if you look at me again, I'll beat you to death!"

The girl clenched her small fist, shook it like a demonstration, and silently lip-synced to Bai Shu.

The old Taoist Han Xu, who was looking bright, suddenly turned dark.

Bang!

The girl who was still complacent just now squatted on the ground with her head in her arms in aggrieved groan.

The old Taoist Hanxu stretched out his palm, and his smile did not change. He was about to speak when he was interrupted by howls.

At this moment in Hanyu Square, everyone held their breath and looked towards the source of the sound.

Six hundred Shui girls with colorful repairs and a group of strong black-armored warriors are crowding around a Qibaoxiang chariot, and they are slowly flying towards Hanyu Square.

The 84 divine fish wagged their heads and tails, clearing the way right in front of them.

The heavily armored giant knight, with a powerful aura, was riding on the back of the divine fish, setting off a majestic streamer of smoke.

Outside the Seven Treasures Incense Chariot, two beautiful merman maids are playing the large snails carved like jade.

The moment the sound of the conch sounded, the river surged suddenly, and the vast and surging music sounded like a sea tide, pouring into the ears of everyone in Hanyu Square.

Suddenly, the Qibaoxiang chariot settled on Hanyu Square.

The maids and knights stood on both sides, silently standing with their hands down.

The veil was lifted, and a dignified and beautiful woman with two horns on her first hair and a beautiful face came out of the incense car.

When she saw her face clearly, uncontrollable low cries rang out in Hanyu Square.

"Dragon girl!"

Bai Shu heard a short scream not far away.

"This is the sixth princess of Qingli Palace."

The old Taoist Hanxu explained:

"If there are no accidents, she will preside over the selection of a son-in-law this time."

"Hey, is she the one to marry this time?"

Bai Xi, who was wronged at first, suddenly jumped up with great interest, and asked curiously about the old Taoist Hanxu.

"Not her."

The old Taoist Hanxu looked helpless, stretched out his hand to hold down the little monkey jumping up and down, and said with a bitter face:

"Show grandpa some face, don't dance like this."

"Humph!"

Bai Xi turned her face away and struggled to free the big hands that were pressing on her head.

"The dragon girl who is married this time is Princess Seventeen."

The veteran Hanxu had no choice but to smile at Bai Shu and Xu Yong:

"I heard that the seventeenth princess is beautiful and beautiful. The two friends, this time, we must strive to be the first."

"I'm engaged."

Xu Yong helplessly spread his hands:

"Just look at it, just look at it."

Bai Shu smiled slightly, and called Cui Yuanzhou and Hui Yuan over.

Cui Yuanzhou was originally a disciple of Lingchi Taoist Academy, a member of the Taoist School, and he was familiar with Hanxu Taoist.

But monk Huiyuan, who did not expect that his teacher, the abbot of Jinghai Temple, would also have a close friendship with old Taoist Hanxu.

Seeing Hui Yuan who had a submissive face and was slapped several times by Han Xu's bald head, Bai Shu couldn't help laughing.

He turned his gaze to where the dragon girl was, and at this moment, in the void above the dragon girl's head, a solid stone pillar 32 feet high and 32 feet wide appeared out of thin air.

The surface of the stone pillar shone with a dark luster, and countless runes were densely covered, intertwined into a chain of gods, disappearing around the stone pillar.

"You all have come from afar, but you have worked hard all the way."

The dragon girl smiled sweetly, indescribably charming:

"The selection of a son-in-law will only start in seven days. Many Taoist friends are still on the way. If you don't mind, please go to the palace to rest for a while, so that I can show the friendship of the landlord in Qingli Palace."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Aquarium girls with fluttering colorful sleeves surrounded her one after another.

All of a sudden, beside Bai Shu, many people were lured away by the maids and taken to their respective residences.

"Together, together."

Cui Yuanzhou opened his mouth in a hurry, and said to the maid of the aquatic tribe:

"Me, senior brother, and that bald thief, the three of us are together."

"Young servant understands."

The Shui girl smiled and nodded to Cui Yuanzhou.

"Me too."

Xu Yong smiled and said:

"Please, girl, put us in one place as much as possible."

"En." The water girl nodded again.

"Fortunately..." Bai Xi muttered, "Fortunately, we are not with them."

The old Taoist's face turned dark, and he just opened his eyes when he saw the girl jumping away and making a funny face at him.

"That's the Tianhui stone, which can measure the strength of the battle, but it's called differently in different places. Some call it Tianhui, and some call it Tianqing and Guangyu."

Xu Yong spoke softly, pointing to the thick stone pillar.

And when he opened his mouth, there were already many monks in the Hanyu Square, who were enthusiastically driving the light to come forward.

When Bai Shu saw a black-faced man, he punched out, and there was a golden-haired lion in the distance, and he flew towards the stone pillar brazenly.

The whole body of the stone pillar shook, and fine spots of light appeared beside him, floating silently.

"Maro!"

The black-faced man roared excitedly, and the word "Maro" was immediately at the top of the list.

He was the first to strike, and before the man named Maro was proud of himself for a moment, a young man in a green shirt with a sword pointed his finger away.

On the list, the word 'Maro' was suppressed immediately.

With these two people taking the lead, others in the square also made moves one after another.

On the list made up of bright spots of light, the names and surnames are constantly changing, and you compete to catch up.

"Brother Shen, do you want to try?" Xu Yong turned his gaze away and asked Bai Shu.

"No need." Bai Shu shook his head.

When he was about to leave with the water girl, all of a sudden, the surroundings became silent.

The sixth princess of Qingli Palace, who was always smiling, walked up to Bai Shu for some reason.

She greeted everyone beside Bai Shu first, and then turned her eyes to Bai Shu.

"Brother Shen Dao."

The sixth princess smiled dignifiedly, and said to the young Taoist priest wearing the lotus crown:

"Brother Shen Dao, don't you want to try?"

(End of this chapter)