I'm not immortal

Chapter 180 Yu, please forgive me!

"Nanyang?"

Jiang Qi's expression changed, basically everyone in Kyushu knew where Nanyang was.

There, there was a sage named Zhuge Liang.

"Are you going to find Mr. Zhuge?"

Jiang Qi asked in this way, after the second master nodded, his expression unconsciously yearned.

After all, that was Marquis Wu!

Although I don't know what Erye is looking for Marquis Wu, but from what Erye said, it seems that there is any way to wake up Marquis Wu's thoughts or something similar?

If this is the case, then this is an opportunity to meet Marquis Wu face to face!

"There are some things that a certain family has only a half-knowledge, and only the military adviser can have the answer."

The second master said so, and then looked down at the people who kept offering incense to him.

"A certain family has a feeling that the incense of the military division has not been cut off, and it is still being worshiped by the people of Kyushu."

"Thousands of years later, it is still uninterrupted. How lucky is this and the military advisor."

"This is what you and Marquis Wu deserve."

Jiang Qi replied, and at the same time, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, why did the second master only mention Wuhou and not Liu Bei?

This is not normal, in the second master's heart, no matter how high the status of Marquis Wu is, he is not as good as Liu Bei.

But Jiang Qi didn't ask, but changed the question and said: "Second Lord, are you sure Wuhou's intention is in Nanyang?"

This is not because Jiang Qi doesn't believe in the second master, but because the largest Wuhou Temple is in Shu.

"Where can I be if I'm not in Nanyang?"

The second master asked suspiciously. In his impression, all those who are enshrined should be in his hometown.

Just like this Changshan, he felt that someone was enshrining Zilong, but the incense was not so strong.

"Maybe in Shu."

Jiang Qi said softly: "Over there, there is a Wuhou Temple, which is a joint temple for the emperor and his ministers. It is dedicated to Emperor Han Zhaolie and Wuhou, as well as you and General Zhang Fei."

"Shu land?"

The second master was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and the meaning of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

After a long time, a sincere and gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, it should be in Shu."

"How can you not be in Shu?"

The second master muttered to himself and asked back, stood up, and said to Jiang Qi: "Little friend, it's not too late."

"The seniors have a call, and the juniors must obey."

Jiang Qi also stood up, he could not let go of the opportunity to meet Marquis Wu.

"Let's go."

Second master waved his hand, and emitted a divine light, after wrapping himself and Jiang Qi, the figures of the two slowly disappeared.

Jiang Qi didn't know that after he and the second master left, there was another Taoist downstairs who was doubting his life.

The majestic Taoist of Longhushan Gaogong, at this moment, seems to be a shivering quail.

It took more than half an hour before he recovered, with a strong lingering fear in his expression.

"What kind of aura was it just now?"

"Could it be Guan Shengdijun's manifestation?"

Zhang Lingfeng glanced at the sky outside, and his expression became firm.

"At night, Pindao will hold a ceremonial feast, and must awaken Guan Shengdijun's will!"

the other side.

Jiang Qi experienced what it means to take a flight, literally.

Originally, Jiang Qi thought that when he used the feng shui air mechanism to walk against the wind, his speed was already extremely fast.

But now Jiang Qi realized that he was wrong.

Being taken by the second master to fly is no longer extremely fast or not.

At the moment when he went to the sky, Jiang Qi, who was lifted by the neck by the second master, found that there was a layer of cloud and mist around the second master, which was in the shape of a funnel.

This is the embodiment of breaking through the speed of sound in an instant.

And this speed is just the beginning of the second master.

After landing, when Jiang Qi was firmly on the ground, his legs were actually a little soft.

Being able to tamper with Jiang Qi, who can be called a true cultivator in the world, to such a degree shows how fast the second master is.

"This is Wuhou Temple?"

It is now evening, and Wuhou Temple has been closed.

But of course they couldn't stop Er Ye and Jiang Qi who fell from the sky.

Although there are still patrolling people at night, if the second master does not want ordinary people to find out, there are ways.

The second master raised his head, and there was a temple in front of him, and he wrote: "Temple of Emperor Zhaolie of Han Dynasty"

This is the temple dedicated to Liu Bei.

Jiang Qi said from the side: "Wuhou Temple is behind, Second Master, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Naturally, he was talking about the Temple of Emperor Han Zhaolie in front of him.

Originally, Jiang Qi thought that the second master would not refuse, after all, this is Liu Bei's temple.

"No need."

To Jiang Qi's surprise, the second master shook his head slowly, but his eyes still fell on the plaque.

"My lord, are you proclaiming emperor after all?"

The second master let out a foul breath slowly, with inexplicable regret in his tone, and walked around the temple of Emperor Han Zhaolie.

As if seeing Jiang Qi's doubts, the second master explained softly: "There is no Lord's will or will in this temple."

"If the lord hadn't proclaimed himself emperor, maybe there would be something left, but now."

The second master didn't finish his sentence, but Jiang Qi was still thoughtful.

To put it bluntly, people who come to Wuhou Temple will pay homage to Emperor Han Zhaolie even for the sake of Zhuge Wuhou.

But after so many years of incense accumulation, the second master said nothing.

This seems to have something to do with Liu Bei proclaiming himself emperor.

Or, as long as you proclaim yourself emperor, nothing will be left behind?
Thinking in his heart, Jiang Qi followed the footsteps of the second master towards the direction of Wuhou Temple.

The two came to the front of Wuhou Temple.

This time, the second master walked in.

Jiang Qi naturally followed closely behind.

After entering the Wuhou Temple, the second master looked up at the statue of a literati holding a feather fan, unconsciously recalling it.

The Marquis Wu on this statue looks rich and kind, with his eyes slightly squinted, sitting there with a feather fan in his hand.

But Guan Yu knew that a real military adviser was not like this.

"Military division, after all, he is no longer as heroic as when we first met Nanyang."

The second master muttered to himself.

Recalling the past, the three of them went to Nanyang to seek sages, and visited the thatched cottage three times, only then did they see the appearance of the crouching dragon.

That young man in his 20s is so heroic, looking at the world with contempt.

The pair of Longzhong established a third of the game in the world.

At that time, no one knew that the situation told by a white scholar to the down-and-out general would actually be created in the future.

But with the passage of time, the proud scholar full of heroism has turned into a military adviser who is not showing his emotions and anger, and has thousands of mysteries in his chest.

Guan Yu knew very well how much effort the scholar had expended in establishing the three points of the world.

Thinking of this, Guan Yu's eyes were filled with guilt.

Three-thirds of the game was almost ruined in Guan Yu's hands.

In Jiang Qi's shocked expression, the peerless general, Guan Yu Guan Yunchang, the mighty China, and Guan Shengdijun, who has been respected by the world for thousands of years.

It was like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, half kneeling in front of the statue of Marquis Wu!

There are only a handful of people in the world who can enter Guan Yu's eyes.

Besides his parents, there are only two people who can make Guan Yu bow down!

"Yu, please forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)