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Chapter 747 216. Eight Immortals and Taixu (4.2k)

The ancient Taihang Mountains stretch for thousands of miles. They are the backbone of the Jizhou land and the support for the survival of all living things.

There are too many legendary stories here, starting from the ancient rise era, through the coronation ceremony, the filthy invasion, the bloody battle of the old ancestors, the turmoil of the vast sea, the battle of the universe, the return of the dragon veins, and hundreds of other large and small battles.
The eight kings of the rising era are still standing, and the creature sitting on the supreme throne has returned.

A grand ceremony was held in the Taihang Mountains, which lasted for seven days and seven nights. Creatures from all over the world came to congratulate the Taihang Dragon King. Colored lanterns and red silk were hung between the huge ancient trees, and there were also banners written by the calligrapher Da Zhiyi. The ancient mountains were very lively, no longer ancient and quiet, as if they had become younger and more energetic because of these new people from the Nine Provinces.

In the early morning, the morning mist has not yet dispersed, spreading over the lake. The noise of the festival has not been brought here by Taihang Mountains. It is always quiet here, reflecting the original tone of the mountains.

Li Xi'an sat on a small wooden boat, the lake was rippling, only the breeze brushed his red ancient robe. He leaned against the cabin, a yellow gourd was placed at his feet, and the dragon's tail just circled the gourd from behind. One hand held a wine glass, and the other arm was resting on the guardrail. The surface of his skin was covered with fine red scales.

He drank sip after sip, and the cabin was filled with the aroma of flowers and wine. Even the most experienced drinker would be unable to move a step on this wooden boat.

Unfortunately, the other guest had no intention of tasting the wine. He sat upright, like a student with a serious mind.

"We are all the heirs of Jiuzhou. There is no need to humble ourselves like this." Li Xian put down his wine glass and said.

Heng Chao shook his head. "No, I have benefited a lot from your teachings. Although I am the heir to the throne of the Yellow River, I am not as skilled as you in using the Hetu and Luoshu, nor do I understand them as thoroughly as you do. Moreover, you were the first to appear as the heir to the throne of the Yellow River. If you had not refused, you would have been the master of both dharma and magic, surpassing all the heirs..."

"Did they all say this to you?" Li Xian interrupted him.

Heng Chao looked into Li Xi'an's eyes, was stunned for a while, and nodded: "Yes."

Li Xi'an stretched out his hand and gently scooped the water from the lake, turning it into a wine glass and handed it to Heng Chao, "Would you like a drink?"

"No..." Heng Chao waved his hand.

Li Xian ignored him, filled his glass and continued chatting. Heng Chao sat up straight again and listened carefully.

"First of all, your current achievements are achieved step by step by yourself. It has nothing to do with me."

Heng Chao's expression tensed when he heard that. Just as he was about to speak, he met Li Xian's eyes and swallowed the words.

"Secondly, the Yellow River has been kind to me and to the people of Kyushu. You were born in the Yellow River, and the Chengmian who were born before you are not taking care of you out of my favor..." Li Xi'an took a sip of the bamboo basket wine, thought of something, and continued, "We should be brothers and sisters, but you always seem to put yourself in the same generation as your son. Are you lacking love?"

Heng Chao was dumbfounded. He didn't expect the conversation to turn out like this.

"I do know a dragon girl who is a mother. She is an old senior in the old Kyushu. She has rich qualifications and an amazing resume. If you really want a father and a mother, maybe I can adopt you as my adopted son." Li Xi'an said calmly, making Heng Chao unable to judge whether he was joking or serious. He was sweating coldly and was a little at a loss.

"Don't you want to drink?" Li Xian lowered his eyebrows and looked at the wine glass held in Heng Chao's hands. At this time, the wine glass of the Yellow River Dragon King was trembling slightly.

"No..." Heng Chao added: "I'm not used to drinking..."

"That's tea." Li Xi'an said.

"Ah?" Heng Chao looked up and saw that Taihang Dragon King had his eyes slightly narrowed and seemed to have a playful smile on his face.

"Good wine cannot be wasted. You have already rejected my wine, so there is no reason for me to force it on you." Li Xian looked towards the bow of the boat. The morning was almost over, but the fog on the lake was getting thicker.

As the wooden boat cuts through the waves, you can see lush lotus flowers growing not far from the lake. The petals have the texture of ice crystals, and the mist comes from these well-growing lotus flowers.

"Okay, I'm going to visit the next guest." Li Xian saw the guest off promptly and efficiently.

Heng Chao stood up and bowed. He had been following Li Xian these days, and he might have learned something more precious than the River Map and Luo Shu during this trip.

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"This little Lin is really adorable." The next guest held his cheek with one hand and looked in the direction where Heng Chao left.

"Very polite, but too reserved." Li Xian commented. He withdrew his gaze from Heng Chao and looked inside the cabin.

The vision was dim, and the sunlight shining through the mist seemed a little cold, stopping just at the tip of the guest's nose, dividing the face into morning and evening, revealing a smooth and perfect chin.

The guest's drooping eyelashes were the color of snow, and her eyes were a deep ice blue. Such a person should be cold, but her eyes were too gentle, like a mother who could tolerate everything.

"What made you come here?" the guest spoke first.

"The boat has drifted here." Li Xian replied.

At this time, the guests discovered that the wooden boat had no oars and was moved by the wind.

"I thought you came here about the mountain ghost, but it seems you are more relaxed than I thought. You don't even care about such things." The guest leaned back and relaxed, his curves under the white Taoist robe were quite plump.

"This string has been stretched for several epochs. It's time for me to take a break." Li Xian lay back comfortably, his hair falling into the water like a ball of scattered thick ink.

"The celebration in the mountains is very lively, don't you want to go and see it?" Li Xian asked.

"How do you know I didn't go?" The guest asked with a smile, "As the protagonist of the festival, you have been wandering deep in the mountains from beginning to end, rarely showing up. Guests who want to send gifts have no choice but to send their prepared gifts to the second-in-command of Taihang Mountain. Recently, the little Buddha has been so excited about receiving gifts that he can hardly contain his laughter. He often laughs loudly in places where no one is around."

"It seems someone has catered to his needs and sent him a very surprising gift."

"Of course. The Dragon King of Taihang Mountain will undoubtedly be the supreme creature in Kyushu in the future. Many people have racked their brains to please you, but you just spend your days traveling and playing in the mountains and rivers without caring." The guest laughed.

"Look at these mountains and waters, aren't they the best gifts?" said Li Xian.

"That's right." The guest nodded in affirmation.

The wooden boat was swaying, and a group of geese swam over the lake, flapping their wings. Because Li Xian's hair was floating in the water, the geese swam over without hesitation, treating the hair scattered in the water as a big enemy. They were very smart, and soon they set their sights on the back of Li Xian's head, flapped their wings and jumped up, ready to peck open his head with their sharp and strong beaks!

"Ga?" The goose flying into the air was grabbed by the neck.

Li Xi'an gently stroked the big goose. The scales rubbed against the goose feathers. He could clearly feel the goose bumps crawling under the goose feathers.

The big goose was horrified. It thought it had no chance of survival, so it pecked at Li Xian's arm with all its strength.

The next moment it was thrown out and fell into the water, floating on the lake with its butt upside down. The geese quickly dispersed and looked towards the fallen goose, clucking one after another.

"What is this?" the guest asked. Li Xian looked down at his arm. The scales were intact. Not to mention the goose, even the beak of a feathered creature couldn't peck open his scales. What surprised the guest was the black air escaping from the gaps between the scales. It was full of ominousness and weirdness. The spirits in the air began to feel uneasy as the black air emerged.

"I devoured one of Sen's incarnations." Li Xian clenched his fist, and the black air that came out instantly transformed into golden Tao rhyme.

"Mori... what an ancient name." The guest sighed, "It's okay to eat this being."

"Even an incarnation cannot be exiled at will, let alone completely destroyed, so I simply ate it and used myself as a seal. This amount of filth is not even an obstacle to me, at most it is just an appetizer."

The guest nodded gently. "The ancient immortals you summoned with the universe law have completely returned after this battle. Even if you use the universe law again, you can't find them. But the appearance of the ancient immortals is not without gain. Zhulan Caihun and I used their power to repel the mountain ghosts in the edge of the universe. The two immortals were extremely powerful. The mountain ghosts were defeated and fled to the center of the sky."

"They were very unwilling, and their hearts were full of obsessions, including the supreme title of Sen." The guest recalled, "Is the war in Jiuzhou also related to this creature? It seems that he has a natural malice towards Jiuzhou."

"Men is the culprit that caused Taixu's death, and he is also the mastermind behind the Kyushu War."

The guest was silent for a moment after hearing this. "Regarding Taixu, I'm afraid we have a great cause and effect relationship with him."

"The Eight Immortals have a destiny, and this destiny is related to Taixu, whose inheritance has been cut off. Do you think this is correct?" Li Xian looked at the guest and poured another glass of wine.

The guest took the cup of wine and drank it in one gulp. "Yes, after we came back from the edge of the universe, Chunyang found us and told us about the trip to Taixu. He said that an old man in Taixu, the ultimate life in the wilderness, pointed out that the Eight Immortals were able to stay not to serve as the seeds of the new Kyushu, but to carry a special mission. Otherwise, how could those supreme beings ignore the filthy pollution when they set up the boundaries for us and let us fall."

"I'm afraid we are the key to the connection between Jiuzhou and Taixu... In the past we didn't know Taixu existed, but now Taixu's past has surfaced, both immortals and Buddhas. It just so happens that Buddhas and immortals exist in Jiuzhou, so it's hard to say that this is a coincidence."

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Li Xian filled the guest's glass with wine again, shook the gourd, and found that it was almost empty.

The guest noticed the special feature of the gourd and raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this the magic weapon of Tianyang, the drunkard Zongtian?"

"I visited Tianyang before." Li Xian smiled.

The guest also smiled, his eyes and brows like fine snow in warm spring.

"I know someone and I'll introduce him to you when the time comes," said Li Xi'an.

"You know so many people." The guest teased, apparently having heard the previous conversation between Li Xi'an and Heng Chao, in which he said he would introduce a dragon girl to Heng Chao as his stepmother.

Li Xi'an shook his head and said, "He is an immortal king who has survived from the Taixu era to this day. In his prime, he was a golden immortal. According to the Path of Silence and Illumination, he is a second-step supreme being."

The customer was surprised, "Is it genuine?"

"He was dug out from Taixu's Immortal Palace. He is a top-notch Immortal Lord who treats everyone equally."

"How much can it sell for... No, I mean when to introduce it and whether I need to bring some gifts." asked the customer.

Li Xian snapped his fingers, and the fog of time spread from the cabin. Then a crack appeared in the fog, and a figure fell down with a cry, and sat down between Li Xian and the guest. She looked like a girl, wearing a light pink tassel skirt, and the ornaments on her bun were engraved with auspicious clouds and divine birds. She touched her head and looked around in confusion, diluting her own luxury and solemnity with silliness.

"Huh? Where is this? Where is Taixu? Where are those damn supreme beings?" The girl was chattering and shaking her head like a kitten chasing its own tail.

He rubbed his eyes and saw the guest. His gaze subconsciously fell on the guest's chest. His mouth opened slightly, and he turned his head and found Li Xian leaning against the railing. His eyes widened.

"My Lord!" the girl shouted as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

He pounced towards Li Xian, but Li Xian held his head against him, keeping a quiet distance between them.

"You can recognize me at first sight?" Li Xian said.

Yunxiao had only seen Li Xian. Logically speaking, Li Xian's true form didn't have much in common with Li Xian.

"Your Majesty is a man of unrivalled talent and heroic demeanor. Of course I can tell at a glance!" Empress Yunxiao praised exaggeratedly.

"What is this?" the guest asked gently.

"The Immortal Lord of Sensing the World, Queen Yunxiao." Li Xi'an introduced and turned the girl's face away so that he could say hello.

"Hello, fellow Taoist!" Empress Yunxiao was very tactful. She waved to the guest and gave a stiff smile.

"You guys chat, I won't bother you anymore." Li Xian put away the wine gourd, swung the dragon tail behind him, and flew directly over the cabin railing and fell into the lake.

Soon, fine bubbles appeared on the lake surface. The morning mist had not yet completely dispersed, but a thick fog-like water vapor surged up. In an instant, the outside of the cabin was completely blank, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. The steaming heat wave continued to spread, and the water waves under the wooden boat rose and fell.

Queen Yunxiao curiously approached the guardrail and looked towards the lake.

"Wow!" He exclaimed.

The lake water was not clear, but a flaming red. A huge monster covered in red scales was swimming past the boat in the deep water, heading for the distance. But it soon became unclear because the thick mist obscured the view, and the monster quickly disappeared into the water.

"Do you have something urgent to say?" the guest asked into the fog.

Before Empress Yunxiao could understand the situation, the mist in front of her eyes suddenly split open, and a face with a golden mask drooped down. It looked extremely hideous, with bony protrusions like a demon, and the mask looked like a human face. Empress Yunxiao was frightened.

"The ceremony isn't over yet, and many people haven't seen you yet. As the main character, it's inappropriate for you to sneak away, isn't it?" The guest also stood up, her snow-white hair fixed behind her head with a jade hairpin.

Li Xi'an spoke, his voice as deep as thunder, so loud that Empress Yunxiao covered her ears with her hands, "It won't take long."

"All right." The guest sighed, "My good young man, go and come back quickly, don't waste time."

Queen Yunxiao didn't understand, she covered her ears and stared blankly, feeling extremely tortured. It seemed that waking up in Taixu was a mistake, nothing good happened to her, only strange things happened to her.

The huge face nodded and shrank back into the mist. Soon, a stream of red light streaked across the sky of Kyushu and penetrated into the universe.

"What's your name, fellow Taoist?" Lady Yunxiao asked tentatively on the wooden boat.

"Yuchai Shunde, Your Majesty, please call me that." The guest replied.

"What is the Immortal Lord going to do?"

"We should go catch mountain ghosts." Yuchai took Empress Yunxiao's hand and they sat back in the cabin together.