Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 124 Immortal Name Mo Yi

Just when Xiao Han was reminiscing about the past, the figure in the bronze mirror changed, and it was no longer him.

It was a man with more handsome features than him, surrounded by people, galloping wildly in Tianzi City.

It's Xiao Luo!
Following Xiao Luo, the screen flashed one terrifying scene after another:

Numerous men in black robes armed with swords poured out from Zhenwu Division to impose a brutal rule on Tianzi City.

They besieged Prince Bai's mansion and forced King Bai Xiao Chong to commit suicide by taking poison.

They besieged the Red King's mansion, murdered and set fire to it, and the life and death of the Red King was unknown.

They besieged Lanyuehou's mansion, and Lanyuehou was beheaded by Xiao Luo himself.

They besieged the imperial palace and started a battle with Eunuch Jinqing in the Taiji Hall, Jinqing died protecting the lord.

They besieged the Jingtai Hall, and made Emperor Ming confer Xiao Luo the crown prince while he was dying.

They intimidated the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, and made all the officials prostrate at Xiao Luo's feet, shouting long live.

They killed the elder Yang Qi, eradicated dissidents wantonly, and then promoted their own people to occupy important positions in the court.

They besieged Tianzi City, controlled the capital camp, and killed the troops stationed in various places.

"how so!"

Xiao Han watched in disbelief, how could Xiao Luo become like this in just half a year?

The picture in the bronze mirror turned to Tianzinan City Gate, the flames of war were burning, the night sky was like day, countless people fell down, and the river and the ground were stained red with blood.

The people in the city fled in panic, the black-robed men and the rebel army burned, killed and looted, raped women, and the city was full of wailing.

In the bloody light soaring to the sky, there is Xiao Luo's ferocious face holding a sword to kill.

"Tian Zhan? No, he is not the master of Tian Zhan!"

Xiao Han's eyes were red, and he threw himself in front of the bronze mirror and shook: "This is not true, it was made by a fairy to lie to me, right?"

The screen didn't stop, and continued to show Xiao Luo's shots. Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang came to protect Concubine Xuan, but was cut off by Xiao Luo's sword.

Luo Qingyang's head flew down, and Concubine Xuan was torn apart.

There are corpses everywhere in the palace, only Jinxian and Jinyu are left in the five prisons.

"Lone Sword Immortal, Concubine Xuan..."

Emperor Ming was forced to sign an edict of abdication while lying on his sickbed, and Xiao Luo became the emperor of Northern Li.

In the last scene, Xiao Luo laughed wildly while sitting on the throne in the Tai Chi Hall, while in the Jingtai Hall, Emperor Ming was poured down a glass of poisoned wine by a man in black.

The fire is burning, the blood is burning, the whole country is burning.

"Father! Father! I am not filial, I should not have left Tianzi, everything is my fault!"

The continuous stimulation finally broke Xiao Han's mind. His relatives, his country, and everything he wanted to protect were lost.

He cried bitterly, with endless remorse and anger in his crying.

Regretting my waywardness, I have been away for many years, and I didn't even see my father for the last time.

Hate Xiao Luo's viciousness, mutilating relatives, insulting courtiers, slaughtering common people, and instigating the flames of war in the world.

Just when he was at a loss, a voice came from the bronze mirror: "Do you want to change the ending of the story?"

Xiao Han suddenly raised his head: "What do you mean?"

"Except for the last scene, what you see is what happened, and the last scene is a reasonable interpretation based on what happened."

"It means that my father is still alive?"

"Of course."

Xiao Han turned from sadness to joy in an instant, as if he had crawled into heaven from hell, and immediately replied: "I want to!"

"Then go see the immortal. Only the divine power of the immortal can change the future."

"it is good!"

Xiao Han came here to meet the immortals. At this moment, his heart is no longer the indifference of the past, but a strong desire to survive.

He had to go back alive, for his father, for Tian Zi, and for more people.

The bronze mirror closed the screen and shot out a beam of colorful light, which turned into a ladder, leading to the depths of the clouds again.

Xiao Han packed up his mood and stepped up.

This time, they marched for another half an hour, until a beautiful attic with cornices and painted walls appeared in front of them.

The attic was built in the clouds and mist, looming, it was the one Xiao Han saw when he entered the valley.

The door of the attic was ajar, Xiao Han knocked softly: "Xiao Han pays homage to the immortal."

"Come in."

A faint voice came from the building.

Xiao Han pushed the door open and entered, and a man who was making tea came into view.

He was dressed in a simple white dress, and his long black hair cascaded down to the ground.

His skin was very pale, and his tea-making fingers were long and thin.

He said unhurriedly: "Since I hope that the immortal will make tea to entertain you, then I will grant your wish."

Thinking of the jokes when he first came to the island, Xiao Han was a little ashamed, and said in confusion: "I'm being rude."

"I am honored to make tea for the future Northern Emperor."

"I don't know how to call the fairy elder?"

"Mo Yi, Immortal Mo Yi."

Although Xiao Han lost all his internal strength, his realm was still there. He felt it slightly, and Mo Yi in front of him was unfathomable, and he had definitely entered the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm.

The Immortal Traveling Profound Realm is the Earth Immortal, but the soul can leave the body and travel thousands of miles.

Xiao Han no longer had any doubts, and fell to his knees: "Please help me, Immortal Mo Yi!"

Mo Yi poured out a cup of brewed tea and placed it across the table: "What do you want me to help you with?"

"Please help me regain my strength, I want to return to the realm of freedom."

"Such an insignificant matter, the deity can be satisfied, but it feels boring."

Mo Yi raised his head, and stared directly at Xiao Han with a pair of eyes like a deep pool. These eyes could not see any waves, not even a little bit of life.

Xiao Han was slightly stunned in his heart, saying that cultivating the Tao is ruthless, and if he really cultivates into a fairy, does he lose even a little bit of popularity?

Thinking of the last scene shown by the bronze mirror, Xiao Han's uneasiness disappeared, and his mood agitated again: "Please help me to defeat another person, that person is originally a disaster, and I want him to disappear from this world forever."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Han felt that the corners of Mo Yi's mouth were slightly hooked, as if there was a hint of a smile, but in an instant he returned to his numb state.

"Changing the fate of others is not what a fairy should do."

"The Immortal Venerable attracted me, naturally he wanted me to make a wish, didn't he?"

With Xiao Han's intelligence, he guessed that the altar and the bronze mirror were all tricks of Mo Yi, in order for Xiao Han to beg him.

Mo Yi lowered his head, picked up the teacup and slowly sipped it.

"There are only three chances to break the barrier. If you can't break the barrier and look directly at your heart, you won't be able to see the white gap mirror. If you can't see the white gap mirror, naturally you won't be able to enter the hall of delusion."

The Breaking Barrier Platform, the White Gap Mirror, and the Hall of Delusion.

The first two are easy to understand, but why is the place where immortals live called delusion?

Although Xiao Han was eager, seeing that Mo Yi refused to get to the point, he had to sit opposite him and drink tea with him.

The tea is fragrant and sweet, not like something from the world.

After taking a few sips, Xiao Han suddenly thought of Sikong Qianruo and Lei Wujie, and hurriedly asked: "My two friends are not here, are they trapped halfway?"

Mo Yi waved his sleeves, and the scene of two people appeared in the pavilion out of thin air.

"See for yourself."

I saw Sikong Qianruo lying in front of the white gap mirror looking at something, with a joyful smile on his face.

And Lei Wujie was still in a daze in the barrier-breaking platform, apparently failing to answer three times.

(End of this chapter)