Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Zhou Li felt that he should go have his fortune told.

Otherwise, I can't explain my physique which is so unnatural that it makes me want to vomit.

In Beiliang, the Imperial College of Beiliang was thriving, and then it rotted. In Shangjing, the Imperial College of Shangjing was thriving, and the ancient gods came. In Taiying, Taiying was thriving, and the Golden Snake went crazy. In Anshan, four families were thriving, and three families were ruined. In Tangmen, Tangmen was thriving, and the ancestral hall was gone.

Now that he has come to Mount Longhu, Zhou Li thinks that nothing can go wrong. The number one Taoist priest in the world is in Mount Longhu. Isn't this unstable?

It’s over.

It's all over.

Jiang Li didn't quite believe what others said about Zhou Li's troubles, because she had only known Zhou Li for a short time. Although the two of them were actually the most steadfast friends because of the existence of the magic weapon, she still knew very little about Zhou Li and didn't know what he had been through.

Now Jiang Li believed it.

He must be a god to be able to say that Zhou Li is not in trouble.

The cows on Mount Longhu were molested. This is Mount Longhu, recognized as the number one spiritual mountain in both the spiritual world and the world of immortal cultivation. The only major event that happened there in the past thousand years was the escape of the Samadhi True Fire, which burned the hemorrhoids and caused great pain!

Now, the Painted Skin Church, which is hated by everyone and regarded as one of the four evils, has entered Longhu Mountain right under the nose of the old Taoist priest. In addition to the fact that the old Taoist priest is the leader of the Painted Skin Church, the only possibility is that something happened in Longhu Mountain.

What? You said that this shouldn't be the case with the old Taoist priest?

The old Taoist priest is from Mount Longhu!
"No way."

Jiang Li rejected this possibility faster than Zhou Li, "Old Heavenly Master...shouldn't have any problems."

Yes, it shouldn't.

There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, he is the immortal master.

This is not something that is recognized by everyone, nor is it something that is banned by a certain group.

This is a theorem, an eternal theorem.

The old Heavenly Master is not just an individual, nor is he a person who has cultivated to the extreme. On the contrary, he is the only one in this era who is close to being an immortal, or even has entered the realm of immortals.

The only one, no other.

The prosperity of immortals was a thousand years ago. At that time, people could ascend to immortality, and there were countless immortals in the immortal world. But after Emperor Taizu of Han killed the white snake and the dragon veins returned to humans, the existence of immortals began to decline. Over time, even the immortal world became another legend, a legendary place that no one had ever seen.

But the immortals have become extinct.

Jiang Li was once the Lady of the Nine Heavens. She described the prosperous scene of the past when immortals were everywhere. But when she became the Ghost King and could see the human world, she could no longer find any living immortals. In other words, the so-called immortal path and immortality had long been cut off, and the immortals now were not the immortals who held power in the past, but only human immortals who had cultivated to the extreme.

But the old Heavenly Master, in a sense, has become an immortal. The reason why he did not restore the glory of heaven is because he did not want to. Jiang Li believes that if the old Heavenly Master was a thousand years ago, he should have been among the immortals, or even...
Stronger than Lady of the Nine Heavens.

Therefore, when they came to the conclusion that something had happened to the old Heavenly Master, neither Zhou Li nor Lady Jiu Tian could believe it. It was hard for them to imagine that something had happened to the old Heavenly Master, who was the number one person under the immortals and who had no one above them.

This is even more outrageous than Zhou Li helping the old lady cross the official road.

But the problem is that the Painted Skin Sect was created into 26 parts. This is the best proof that there must be something wrong between Longhu Mountain and the old Taoist priest.

Wait a moment.

"There is another possibility."

Zhou Li said solemnly, "Do you think this is the old Taoist priest testing us and playing Werewolf with us?"

"Can't understand."

"Guess who I am."

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment.

"No, it's not."

Before Jiang Li could react, Zhou Li ruled out this possibility. "Master may seem out of tune, but he would not do such a thing. The Painted Skin Cult is too threatening and difficult to eradicate. If someone from the Painted Skin Cult takes this opportunity to infiltrate other sects, then the situation will be serious."

The reason why Zhang Qingwu is the old heavenly master is not just because he is strong.

Only when you take the world as your responsibility can you become a heavenly master.

So why?

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"Oh~ He lost."

Looking at Zheng Huanyu, who was lying on the ground with his right arm cut off and his eyes lifeless, the man tore off the mask on his face and slowly moved his face closer.

"How did she win?"

The short woman next to her was wearing a bamboo hat, so her face couldn't be seen clearly, but she was hunched over.

"Don't get too caught up in the Gongsun family's affairs."

The man stretched out his hand and pinched Zheng Huanyu's face with his five fingers. Zheng Huanyu, who was not yet dead, seemed to sense something and his body began to twitch. But the man did not give Zheng Huanyu any chance. He exerted a little force with his five fingers and a complete human face appeared in his hand.

"Fun."

The tall and thin man was wearing a black robe. He lowered his head and made a strange gurgling sound. "Fun... Gulp... Really fun."

"If you want to be the big one, don't let the small ones trip you up."

After kneading Zheng Huanyu's face for a while, Zheng Huanyu looked at the two people around him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Isn't it enough to play tricks on the Heavenly Master once?"

"Hey."

The woman sighed and said regretfully: "These guys who play with fire are so stingy that they are unwilling to give us even a Zhengyi Daoist, so they let us play with the old Tianshi."

"Don't think so."

Zheng Huanyu took off his other face and threw it to the woman, saying with a smile:
"Our leader is playing around, and he's been fooled by the one who's playing with fire. When we all leave together, who can't play? What can't be played?"

“Gu…”

The tall and thin man seemed to have thought of something. A thoughtful expression appeared on his face. He tilted his head and the sound of dislocated bones was heard.

"Fun."
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In Qingyun Peak, the old Taoist priest put down the teacup in his hand and said calmly: "The reason why your Crazy Fire Sect is not on the list of evil cults is because I have clarified to the emperor that you believe in the true God. But if your methods are the same as those of the evil cults, do you think I will still indulge you?"

"But we still have a purpose after all, don't we?"

The leader bent his waist slightly, sat on the stone chair, and said respectfully: "I am here to give you an explanation."

"When people get old, they get confused."

The old Taoist priest closed the lid of the teacup without making any comment, and said calmly: "Lu Anping, do you think the Crazy Fire Sect is still under your control?"

He took off his black bamboo hat, revealing a man with a face full of vicissitudes. This young man, who was once a rising star in Beiliang's career, had his eyebrows stained with white. He looked at the old Taoist priest and said with emotion:
"Master, I used to think that many things were under my control."

"Now, I can't even decide who I am." Looking up, the Fire Lord's majestic face came into the old Taoist's eyes. In the other party's silence, Lu Anping and the Fire Lord forced a crying smile and asked:

"Do you know me?"

The giant's face was as sharp as a knife, cold, calm, yet awe-inspiring. The blazing waves of fire licked every inch of his skin, but only made his face more magnificent. The man's temples were already gray, and his originally kind face was particularly dazzling among the giants.

"You're still consumed by it."

The old Taoist priest was not too surprised. He just looked at the teacup and sighed with a hint of regret.

“It’s crazy.”

Lu Anping coughed, and the sulfurous smell coming out of his mouth proved that he was in big trouble. He didn't care, covered his mouth and nose with a black cloth, and continued: "It's completely crazy. In just one day, it infected all the people in the Mad Fire Church. I thought I could make them stop, but..."

She stretched out her hand, took off her gloves, revealing her transparent skin and burning bones and flesh. Lu Anping's voice was a little dazed, "I became the first person to be sacrificed."

Lu Anping smiled bitterly, the strange heat emanating from her body made it hard to breathe, "Everyone in the Mad Fire Church has become him. After I was sacrificed, they regarded me as one, so they let me go. But I can still stay awake, even though I always want to light the fire now..."

He opened his hands, revealing a small jadeite waist pendant, in which a peach blossom was sealed in a special way. He looked at the old Taoist priest and whispered, "It saved me."

The old Taoist priest stared at the chalcedony waist pendant for a long time, then asked, "Does everyone have one?"

"All sixteen people in the Ion Class have them."

Lu Anping said.

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "This is just an ordinary jade pendant. He didn't save you because your will was strong enough."

"If I was really determined, I should have completely destroyed the remains of the Fire Lord three days ago instead of trying to study its essence."

Lu Anping covered his head, an indescribable burning sensation eroding every nerve. He seemed to be used to enduring it, and after enduring it for a moment, he continued, "Dianhuo and Huapi have joined forces."

"Ok?"

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, obviously very surprised by this matter, "Can it tolerate the Painted Skin Church?"

"I... didn't understand until I was corrupted by the Fire Lord."

With an even more bitter taste in her mouth, Lu Anping opened her mouth and said painfully, "The Faceless Yellow Clothes worshipped by the Painted Skin Church was once the Lord of Fire."

"Um?!"

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and a rare look of surprise appeared on his face, "Is the faceless yellow-clothed man related to the Lord of Fire?"

"To be precise, the faceless man in yellow is the Fire Lord."

His fingers brushed across the burning face, sparks falling, and Lu Anping said slowly: "On the day when the Yellow Cloth descended, the Fire Lord also killed those Yellow Cloth Ancient Gods. His long life made him curious about these beings he had never seen before. He took a mask, studied it for a long time, and finally put it on."

"This mask is the mask of the first generation of Faceless Yellow Clothes. It contains tens of millions of faces that have been swallowed by Him. In fact, this mask is a complete trap. He is betting that the Fire Lord, one of the cornerstones of this world, may be infected and become a member of the Ancient God. In this way, the world will become theirs."

Lu Anping shook her head, not knowing whether she was relieved or regretful, and said slowly:

"After putting on the mask, the Fire Lord still retained his self-awareness. He burned the trap waiting for him in the mask, but preserved the myriad appearances. He found that after putting on the mask, he, who had no humanity, gained humanity and the ability to perceive the world as a human. From then on, he wandered the world as a faceless man until... people needed fire."

"Later, he fell. The remains of his body guided the Mad Fire Church, allowing us to believe in the remaining warmth of the world. And the mask he left behind in the human world, carrying his consciousness when he was still the Faceless Yellow Clothes, stayed in the human world and established the Painted Skin Church."

"Although the development of the Painted Skin Church deviated later, the end result is the same. After the remains of the Fire Lord infected us, the first thing they did was to find the Painted Skin Church. They united and came to Longhu Mountain."

"The remains of the Fire Lord burned these people out of existence, and the Faceless Yellow Clothes allowed them to hide from your eyes. In the end, they only have to do one thing."

Looking at the old Taoist priest, Lu Anping said indifferently:

"Burn up Longhu Mountain, burn up..."

"you."

Qingyun Peak was silent.

After a long while, the old Taoist sighed, shook his head, and said with a smile: "How can my old bones still glow and give off heat?"

Lu Anping was stunned.

"Then do you know what they are essentially going to do?"

The old Taoist asked back.

Lu Anping shook her head blankly. "Later they realized that I had self-awareness, so I ran away and didn't listen."

"Zhou Li."

After weighing the jade pendant, the old Taoist priest said with emotion: "After all this talk, it finally fell on this kid."

"Zhou Li?"

Lu Anping was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, and her face suddenly turned ugly.

"Let me guess, the remains of the Fire Lord want to kill Zhou Li, right?"

The old Taoist priest said calmly: "You believe Zhou Li can become the Lord of Fire because he is a person without source. Only water without source can ignite fire. This is your belief."

As the sun set in the west, the light began to fade. The mountain was also shrouded in darkness, and torches began to light up one after another.

The old Taoist's incarnation walked calmly along the mountain road. He looked at the flames around him with a calm expression.

"Do you think the faceless yellow-clothed man will cooperate with you?"

Lu Anping was stunned.

"Becoming the Third Lord is never a good thing, but a real pain and torture. Do you think that after experiencing the beauty of human senses, the Fire Lord will want to return to the purgatory of only sulfur and fire, with no sunlight forever?"

The old Taoist priest stood up, with his hands behind his back. He looked at the scenery of the mountains and said slowly:
"He split into two. One returned to Purgatory and continued to sit on the throne of the Lord of Fire, while the other continued to wander through time as the Faceless Yellow Clothes Man. The former is still lucid, but the latter has gone mad."

"Eternal pain can make people numb and awake, but the sudden honey dew is the most deadly."

“If it was the Fire Lord, I’m afraid the Faceless Yellow-Robed Man would still be a little bit afraid. But now it’s just the remains of the Fire Lord. Do you think the remaining consciousness in the Faceless Yellow-Robed Man would want to do something, such as…”

The light dimmed.

"Reappear the Fire Lord."

"Actually, I feel like I should be considered an ancient god."

Sitting by the fire, Zhou Li sighed and said:

"Just call him an unlucky ancient god, that's more than enough." (End of this chapter)