After becoming the villain

Chapter 229 "The Immortal Reappears" and "The Overlord"

Purple Mountain Peak.

Straight into the sky.

In its center is a majestic square made of marble bricks.

There are buildings around that look like Taoist temples and palaces, stretching to the top of the mountain as far as the eye can see.

At this moment, the six people headed by the old emperor Zhao Purui, and some of their cronies are all here.

There were seven tall men and women wearing iron masks around them. Each of them had a long and solemn aura.

Each of them is a powerful warrior no less than ninth level!
Even their body shapes are very similar.

The only difference is that their iron masks have different words written on them - "car", "horse", "elephant", "soldier", "cannon", "soldier" and "pawn".

These seven people originally stood in the center of the square like solid iron.

Even the old Emperor Daqian came in person, but there was no action.

However, when they saw the cracks in the sky and the looming illusory figure, the seven people knelt down on one knee at the same time, lowered their heads and said in unison——

"Disciples, please see Jihua Immortal Lord!"

"Congratulations to the Immortal Lord Jihua for breaking through to the realm of the ninth-level Immortal Lord!"

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I saw an illusory figure in the sky gradually walking slowly.

The expression on the old emperor Zhao Purui's face finally showed slight changes at this moment.

Although he had received the news a few months ago, seeing it with his own eyes now, he still had some emotional fluctuations.

He glanced at Cao Xi next to him.

Cao Xi's eyes, which were always calm and calm, now showed slight surprise.

Yes.

Even people like Zhao Purui and Cao Xi would be surprised when they see the dead come back to life.

The figure appearing in the sky in front of him is the self-proclaimed last remaining immortal in the world - Immortal Ji Hua.

The Daqian Dynasty was actually a human force founded by this "Jihua Immortal Lord" during the period of melee between various countries.

As an immortal, Jihua Immortal Lord needs a dynasty powerful enough to provide him with enough manpower and material resources to search for the elixirs and treasures he needs.

Since the founding of Daqian, every year's heaven-sacrifice ceremony has actually allowed the rulers to come to the top of Zijin Mountain to meet this immortal.

Each time, only Emperor Daqian and a few of the emperor's cronies were able to come to the Purple Mountain Mountain to meet Immortal Jihua.

Zhao Purui, Cao Xi and others had already met Jihua Immortal Lord back then.

Twenty years ago, shortly after Liu Mengyun's death, Zhao Purui, who was the Emperor of Daqian at that time, no longer wanted to be restricted and controlled by Jihua Immortal Lord.

He is the real emperor of the world.

There can be no other characters above the emperor.

Zhao Purui cooperates with Cao Xi.

Through some secret means, this Jihua Immortal Lord was "reclusive" forever.

But they didn't expect that 20 years later, the other party would appear on the top of the Zijin Mountain again.

Zhenbei King Yandong and Prime Minister Qin Shuzheng and other people came up for the first time.

They now feel quite suspicious and curious about this so-called "immortal" who suddenly appeared.

The immortal in front of him was suspended on the spiritual power bridge. He didn't move for a long time and showed no sign of wanting to come down.

Until, among the seven Dharma Protector disciples, the chief disciple "Iron Che" saw this, and his heart instantly became clear.

He waved coldly and summoned a group of beautiful female disciples holding flower baskets, who lined up on both sides.

Only then did the immortal in the sky slow down.

As they gradually approached, everyone saw the appearance of the immortal.

He has a slender figure and is dressed in a blue and white fairy robe. He looks spotless and mysterious.

But...this is only when looking at its vague figure.
Take a closer look.

You will find that his face is too round, like a flatbread.Small eyes, big nose, short nose bridge, flat mouth, and freckles on the cheeks.

It immediately made people feel that he was no different from an ordinary man.

Even a little ugly.

The immortal landed, and he whispered to one side.

"You can start spreading flowers."

This was also the first thing everyone heard him say...

Only then did the female disciples next to them react. They didn't quite understand why, but they still scattered the flowers one after another according to the previous instructions.

For a time, petals were flying and drums were beating.

The immortal seemed to be still standing in the middle, shaking slightly.

Everyone was stunned.

This is... an embarrassment with yourself, right?

……

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Zhenbei Palace.

The weather was gloomy.

Inside the palace surrounded by high walls.

There is a bamboo pavilion in the courtyard, Yun Qingzhi is wearing a large and spacious cloud dress unique to the noble women of the great family, the long sleeves complement Yun Qingzhi's dusty temperament, as if this kind of clothing was born for Yun Qingzhi.

She was sitting in the middle of the bamboo pavilion practicing the tea ceremony, and every move she made was as graceful as the person in the painting...

Next to the bamboo pavilion is a small man-made lake, which is extremely elegant and quiet.

If it weren't for the high walls around it and the shackles on Yun Qingzhi's hands and feet, who would have thought that this was actually a prison cell.

Yan Wulu, wearing a black prince's brocade robe, slowly walked into the bamboo pavilion.

Yun Qingzhi got up spontaneously when she saw the visitor.

Yan Wulu sat directly in front of Yun Qingzhi, and Yun Qingzhi also sat down...

Looking at the jade tea set on the yew tree table, Yan Wulu asked lightly——

"Do you know tea ceremony?"

"When I was a child, my master once taught me something..."

Yun Qingzhi said so.

Yan Wulu silently picked up the jade pot on the side of the desk, and fiddled with it with his slender fingers like a magic trick.

Wash the pot, brew, remove foam, seal the pot, divide cups...all in one go.

"Try it?" Yan Wulu asked, handing over the tea.

Yun Qingzhi took the jade cup handed by Yan Wulu with both hands. The aroma of tea overflowed in the cup. As soon as she smelled it, she knew it was made by a master of tea ceremony...

Yun Qingzhi took three sips and sipped slowly.

The fragrance of the tea lingers on the nose, the temperature is suitable, and it is endlessly memorable...

"very good."

Countless words of praise, after Yun Qingzhi thought about it again and again, only turned into one sentence: "Very good."

Yan Wulu didn't care, he picked up a cup and put it on the tip of his nose to smell the tea, and couldn't help but ask -

"Do you know who started the tea ceremony culture?"

"Is this the first question of the day?"

Yun Qingzhi asked questions.

Come to think of it, once Yan Wulu went to Northern Xinjiang, he had not been here for nearly two months and had not asked the other party questions.

Yan Wulu glanced at Yun Qingzhi, who seemed to be trembling without knowing it...

"Please make me a cup of tea. I've asked you all three questions today..."

Yun Qingzhi was a little shocked, but at the same time also felt a sense of inexplicable loss.

I don’t know since when, I began to hope to hear the cold and touching voice of the man in front of me...

Yun Qingzhi silently fiddled with the tea set on the table.

The gestures of the hands and feet are full of the beauty of the heavenly palace fairy.

The tea art process is very different from Yan Wulu's, but it has more of his own unique fairy spirit, and finally he is surrounded by clouds and mist produced by his monk's special skills.

A cup of tea is like agar-agar jade syrup collected from fairy mountains...

Yun Qingzhi handed over the tea with both hands.

Yan Wulu took it silently, and seemed to be able to feel the presence of Yun Qingzhi's atomized spiritual power from the teacup.

...It seems that the energy of monks is indeed somewhat different from the energy of warriors.I don’t know how much effectiveness the elixir has left.

Yan Wulu put the jade cup on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and began to rejoice that today's time was very suitable.

The faint tea fragrance is even worse than what I have done...

"Good tea."

It is the same as Yun Qingzhi's evaluation of her green tea, but the difference is that this is the first reaction in Yan Wulu's mind.

After smelling the aroma of tea, Yan Wulu put down the jade cup and prepared to leave. He didn't seem to be ready to taste it.

"It would be disrespectful to leave without tasting the tea that she carefully prepared..."

Yun Qingzhi stopped halfway through her words, and looked at the person who stopped in front of her.

She didn't understand why she called him to stop just now. It seemed that it was because she hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, but... hadn't she always been a talker before?

When Yun Qingzhi realized it, Yan Wulu had already returned to the case and knelt down.

He picked up the jade cup with his right hand, took off the tea lid with his left hand, and gradually drank tea according to the tea ceremony...

Yun Qingzhi didn't quite remember Yan Wulu's movements later, but when he moved so slowly, he felt a hint of stillness in his heart...

Unexpected?No, it should be as she expected.

She could see Yan Wulu's extraordinary temperament at the first sight, and it was natural for him to have such charm. However, if we just talk about handsomeness, she had seen countless handsome men and beautiful women from the master's school in the past.

However, when I faced them, I didn't feel this way...

Yan Wulu drank all the tea in the cup and looked quietly at Yun Qingzhi, who was a little dull in front of him.

Yun Qingzhi also suddenly realized her impoliteness and turned her head away slightly.

After a long silence, when Yun Qingzhi turned her head, Yan Wulu had already got up and left.

Yun Qingzhi stretched out her hand, but stopped talking.

She slowly took her hand back and lowered her head slightly...

At this time, Lai Junchen suddenly arrived in the courtyard.

Because of the needs of the torture plan, he would try his best to avoid meeting Yun Qingzhi in the past.

However, now, he has just received an urgent secret message from the Zhenbei secret guard, which needs to be handed over to His Royal Highness.

Zhenbei dark guards cannot enter here.

Therefore, he could only let Junchen, the torturer, enter.

Yan Wulu had not gone out yet.

He took the secret letter handed over by Junchen with both hands. There was a red feather on it, which meant that this secret letter was extremely important and urgent.

Yan Wulu's eyes changed slightly.

Open the secret letter.

Yun Qingzhi also quietly stood up and approached at this moment.

Yan Wulu quickly browsed the content of the secret letter, which was specially written to him by his father Yan Dong.

The content of the letter was simple, but also shocking.

"Jihua Immortal Lord, reappears in Jinling?"

Yan Wulu murmured to himself.

Behind him, Yun Qingzhi suddenly became excited when he heard the words, "What did you say? Immortal Jihua?"

Yun Qingzhi recalled the Jihua Immortal Lord whom she had seen from a distance in the past——

His eyebrows are like a painting, and his temples are like a knife.The breeze blows through the nose, and the flying cherry blossoms light up the lips.

Tall and majestic, dressed in a green and white fairy robe, he looks like a spotless lotus flower, and a strong and reliable green tree.

That is the goal that Yun Qingzhi has been pursuing as a role model.

That was the supreme immortal that Yun Qingzhi dreamed of.

Yun Qingzhi wants to go to Jinling to meet Immortal Jihua.

She begged Yan Wulu to take her out.

As for the secret letter in Yan Wulu's hand, his father Yan Dong indeed asked him to secretly go to Jinling.

It seemed that Yan Dong had something to give to him.

Yan Wulu then agreed to Yun Qingzhi's request.

At the same time, he also wanted to see what kind of existence this Jihua Immortal Lord he had heard of many times would be like?
He should be the ray of immortal aura that Yun Qingzhi said he sensed, right?

……

According to Yan Dong, this time he just wanted to hand over something to Yan Wulu, so there was no need to make a big fanfare.You can't come in a big way either.

I don't know whether it's because of the miraculous effect of "Snow Spirit Pill" or Yan Wulu's accumulation over time, but now he has broken through to the realm of a sixth-level warrior.

Yan Wulu's black cloud horse is a precious horse that travels thousands of miles every day.

He himself is now also a sixth-level warrior, a top-level powerful warrior in the world.

...The leader of the water thieves, Long Tao, is almost at this level.

However, Long Tao's warrior realm and actual combat ability should be stronger than Yan Wulu's now.But Yan Wulu's magic weapon and bone consciousness were far superior to Long Tao's.

If this basis is combined with the few influential events that "Yan Lu" has done, maybe he can still be ranked at the bottom of the "Jianghu master list" of Yinyuan Secret Jian.

Therefore, there is no need to worry too much about safety issues.

Yan Wulu decided to take Yun Qingzhi on a quick trip to Jinling alone.

He planned to return to Yanbei after meeting his father and secretly observing the divine appearance of the so-called Jihua Immortal Lord.

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Under Jinling City.

After the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, Jinling was still as usual, with a prosperous and extravagant life happening every day.

All this seems to have not changed due to the reappearance of the immortal.

But this is indeed the case.

For now, the only people in the world who know that there are still immortals in the world are the few at the top of Daqian.

Yan Wulu and Yun Qingzhi rushed to Jinling overnight.

Late at night, at the agreed place outside the city, the two met Yan Dong.

Perhaps for the sake of keeping a low profile, Yan Dong didn't wear the domineering and magnificent Zhenbei King Mang Robe as before, but instead wore simple and plain black casual clothes.

But he is not angry and intimidating. Even if he is in a simple black suit, his domineering aura cannot be ignored.

Standing here silently, it seems to be one with the night.

Yan Wulu got off his horse, walked forward, cupped his fists and saluted -

"Father, long time no see, father is now more and more powerful and domineering, it's natural."

"Hahaha, it's been a long time since we last met, and Lu'er will flatter his father."

"Just tell the truth."

Yan Wulu said, then turned to--

"...By the way, where is my little aunt? Why didn't you see her?"

"When you come to Jinling this time, confidentiality is paramount. My father did not tell her."

"...Even the father himself went out of the city at night to prevent the spies from the secret door of Daqian from knowing."

Yan Dong replied calmly.

But he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart - as a child, he really didn't hide his good impression of Yan Weiyu at all.

"clear."

"Speaking of which, Lu'er... you really surprised my father."

"The 'Snow Spirit Pill' you gave me can make a cruel and ruthless woman like Yan Weiyu look like a young girl named Huaichun. It's really powerful."

While speaking, Yan Dong looked at Yun Qingzhi on the horse in the distance again, and couldn't help but continue: "...and that immortal with an arrogant and unyielding temperament and a heart of fire, he was also trained by you to be obedient. .”

Yan Wulu was stunned for a moment...

He originally thought that Yan Dong would praise him for his mission to Northern Xinjiang, for returning to the three states of Hetao, or for secretly regaining control of most of the Western Region.

But who would have thought that Yan Dong's two sentences were all about women...

Yan Wulu was a little embarrassed, and secretly touched his nose, "Father Wang praised it."

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(End of this chapter)