Honghuang: How can I be invincible after death?

Chapter 9
In the chaos, Ye Changqing's face was extremely pale, and he couldn't help laughing miserably.

Perhaps he is the shortest-lived saint in the history of the prehistoric world.

I have worked hard for tens of thousands of years, and I have experienced this for a while, and it is really short and weak.

What I didn't expect was that after so many years, it was discovered at the last moment.

That's right!

He is a time traveler!
When he traveled to the prehistoric world, the ancestor Hongjun had not yet become a saint, and the way of heaven was damaged.

In addition, his soul was weak at that time, so he was lucky not to be discovered by Tiandao.

The prehistoric world is extremely dangerous, and he has been dormant for a long time, but he has not waited for the golden finger that is standard for the traverser.

He had no choice but to go out to find a backer, so he waited for Sanqing on Buzhou Mountain, and then became a teacher of Master Tongtian.

Even after he became a teacher of Master Tongtian, he didn't have too many outstanding performances, and he was not even as good as Daoist Duobao and the others.

Until the Lich War ended tens of thousands of years ago, he felt an unprecedented crisis.

In order to meet the impending Conferred God Quantity Tribulation, Ye Changqing began to practice desperately, and his practice was advancing rapidly.

Just today when he preached the Tao, his body was destroyed and his soul was exposed, and he was noticed by the Dao...

puff!
Ye Changqing spat out another mouthful of blood, scaring the Master Tongtian to take out countless panacea for him.

The Nine Turns Resurrection Pill that Lao Tzu personally refined can revive the dead and cure bones, but it has no effect on his Dao injuries.

"Master, you will be fine..."

"I will definitely cure you as a teacher!"

Master Tongtian continued to comfort him and said.

In order to ask Zu Hongjun to take action, he brought Ye Changqing outside Zixiao Palace.

But the gate of Zixiao Palace was closed tightly, and the two of them were shut out.

Looking at the humble master kneeling in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, Ye Changqing's eyes became extremely determined.

"Master, send me back!"

His tone reveals no doubt, this is also the first time he has disrespected the master.

He didn't want his master to be so humble, and he didn't want Master Tongtian to make some kind of deal for him.

The most important thing is that his injury is backfired by Dao. Dao Zu Hongjun is just a small spokesman for the Dao of Heaven, how dare he go against Dao?
"Okay, let's go home!"

Master Tongtian looked at him with firm eyes, but finally lost.

In fact, why didn't he know these things, he just went to the doctor in a hurry.

Master Tongtian sighed, how could he explain to other disciples under his sect?

The melancholy clouds on Jin'ao Island were gloomy and silent, and there was no longer the atmosphere of the sage dojo in the blessed land of the immortal family.

All the Jiejiao disciples showed unwilling expressions on their faces. It is obvious that the senior brother has succeeded, but why did it become like this?

"Eldest brother is amazingly talented, how could he be in such a catastrophe?"

"Could it be God's jealousy?"

Zhao Gongming asked with a sad and puzzled expression, frowning.

When he thought of the previous scene where the elder brother defeated the three quasi-sages with one move, he had the answer.

The heavens are jealous of talents, the elder brother is a character that even the heavens fear!

Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao and the other fairies were already crying their eyes red.

A ray of blue light pierced through the sky and landed on Jinao Island after returning from the chaos.

The blue light dissipated and manifested into two figures, it was Master Tongtian and Ye Changqing.

"Meet Master!"

"Meet Senior Brother!"

Jiejiao Wanxian wiped away his tears and kowtowed to the ground, and kowtowed to Ye Changqing.

In their minds, the senior brother is no different from a saint.

Ye Changqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on those familiar faces.

He smiled slightly, feeling that everything was worth it.

Master Tongtian didn't speak, and left with Ye Changqing.

His injuries are uncertain and require immediate medical attention.

Outside Biyou Palace, Jiejiao Wanxian gathered at the door and waited silently, no one left.

"Master is a saint, so he will definitely find a way!"

Daoist Duobao, as the backbone of his personal disciple, Senior Brother, said to the other disciples.

This is not only comforting the younger brothers and sisters, but also comforting myself.

Eldest brother is the only disciple in Jiejiao!
What is a mantle disciple?

One day in the future, Ye Changqing will inherit everything from the leader of Tongtian, including Jiejiao and Zhuxian Four Swords.

But Daoist Duobao has never felt jealous, and even took it for granted.

In the main hall of Biyou Palace, the leader of Tongtian Sect sits cross-legged on the cloud bed, and the avenue circulates around his body, borrowing the mighty power of heaven and earth.

Many abnormalities dissipated, and waves of extremely pure energy were input into Ye Changqing's body by him.

If these energies are poured into an ordinary living being, it can make him become a fairy immediately, reaching the Daluo Jinxian fruit status.

But when these spiritual powers were transported to Ye Changqing's body, they had no effect.

Master Tongtian frowned and his face was extremely heavy. He waved at the sun, moon and stars, and the essence of the sun, moon, and heaven and earth aura rolled in.

The energy in the sky above Biyou Palace condensed into a vortex, which he refined into a great medicine with infinite vitality.

Even such an all-powerful method could not relieve Ye Changqing's injury.

It can only slowly nourish his life source and supplement his rapidly passing vitality.

The Dao curse pointed directly at Ye Changqing's true spirit, and his true spirit was slowly dissipating.

This is an irreversible process. Once Zhenyuan completely dissipates, Ye Changqing will be dissipated and never be reborn!
Master Tongtian sighed again, he had never been so desperate since his transformation.

Although he is a saint of heaven, he can only watch his apprentice die slowly.

"Master, how long can I live?"

Ye Changqing asked.

"1000 years... no, maybe 800 years..."

"It's also possible that there are only 500 years left..."

"But don't worry, the teacher will definitely find a way to keep you alive!"

Master Tongtian said so.

After getting a definite answer, Ye Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with those ordinary creatures who only have a few decades, his time is still very rich.

He still has time to arrange his own affairs.

Looking at Ye Changqing's Gujing Wubo's face, the Master Tongtian felt more and more distressed.

The firmness of his Dao heart is what the leader of Tongtian has seen in his life. It would be great if there were no accidents...

This apprentice of mine will definitely surpass himself and carry forward the Jiejiao!

The figure of Master Tongtian disappeared slowly, leaving only Ye Changqing here to cultivate alone.

Outside the gate of Biyou Palace, he told Jiejiao Wanxian: "Everyone is forbidden to disturb Changqing, and those who violate it will be expelled from the sect!"

Seeing the heavy back of Master Tongtian leaving, the disciples of Jujiao fell into a low mood.

Could it be that even the sage teacher is helpless?
"No, senior brother must not die!"

"I remember that somewhere there is a fairy medicine that may be useful..."

After Yunxiao finished speaking, he took his two younger sisters up into the clouds and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

Jiejiao Wanxian came to his senses at this time, and they left Jinao Island one after another to find the holy medicine for healing and prolonging life for the elder brother.

(End of this chapter)