With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 48 I’m done

At the foot of Xianming Mountain, there is a rustling sound.

In the empty space, there were dozens of people from all walks of life.

Their origins vary.

But the same purpose brings them together here.

Various martial arts in Chuixiang Tower!
  "That female devil Zhao Shenyue just appeared in the northwest a few days ago. It can be confirmed that she has not returned yet."

"Brothers, whether you can get back the sect's inheritance depends on this."

A person who seemed to be the leader stood up and spoke.

"But, I heard that there is a new innate on this mountain!"

"Otherwise, take it slow."

Some people hesitated, with some fear in their words.

But soon, someone stood up to refute.

"Hmph, any new talent, in my opinion, is just rumors."

"Let me ask you, has anyone actually seen this person take action?"

After the words fell, everyone was silent.

Thinking about it in my mind, this seems to be the case.

Ever since the news came out a few years ago that there was an innate strong man in the capital.

There is no living person who has ever seen this person take action.

It's hard to say that this is fake news specially released by the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty.

Thinking of this, everyone had some thoughts of retreating just now because of fear of the innate strong ones.

Again, ready to move.

But at this moment, someone suddenly noticed.

"what sound?"

Whoosh!
  Like a shooting star streaking across the sky.

When they react.

The roaring sound, accompanied by the smoke and dust stirred up by the falling bluestone, filled the eyes.

At the same time, a faint voice sounded.

It seems to be coming from all directions and everywhere.

"This monument is the boundary."

"If you want to go up the mountain, untie your sword here."

"Those who disobey will be punished; those who use force will be punished!"

The smoke dissipated.

A bluestone tablet gradually emerged.

The three characters are as sharp as an axe, but full of misty and carefree true meaning.

One after another, they fell into their eyes.

Unlock the Sword Monument!
  "really."

Feel the lingering light momentum on the inscription.

Someone swallowed and said with difficulty:

"He is indeed an innate strong man."

"retreat!"

"Let's wait until the leader comes."

They left here without hesitation and without looking back.

Disappeared in the faint morning light.

There was going to be a massacre in Xianming Mountain.

In this turmoil affecting the entire capital.

Be the only one, a pure land.

[You browsed the "Lingbao Measurable Human Sutra" absently, and you have some doubts about the existence of human souls]

Chuixiang Tower, pillowed in the morning glow.

Li Zhen turned over the pages of the book in his hand, thinking about issues related to the soul.

Since ancient times, there have always been different opinions on this matter.

No one has ever been able to give concrete evidence.

But looking at the wisps of black smoke rising from the bottom of the mountain.

Li Zhen thought, if the soul really exists.

That's in a world he can't see.

Is the current capital filled with a large number of innocent souls?

Just thinking about it like this.

Pay attention from time to time to the faint sounds of fighting coming from the distance.

Until it was completely light.

Along with the perception, a familiar will to martial arts died.

Li Zhen suddenly stood up and faced the direction of the palace.

There were some indescribable emotions on his face.

Then, Youyou said:
  "It seems that the era of the Great Zhou Dynasty is coming to an end."

But will the turmoil in the capital stop because of this?

Not necessarily so.

Putting away the expression on his face, Li Zhen sat down and continued reading the scripture in his hand.

This time, he read very carefully.

Time moves back slightly.

The rebel army was so powerful that they invaded the imperial city in one fell swoop.

However, due to the nine guards responsible for guarding the palace and the secret guards, they resisted desperately.

The situation is temporarily deadlocked.

Seeing such a scene.

As the leader of the rebel army, Murong Lue was afraid that something might change later.

Decided to use the only innate strong person on their side. His old father: Murong Tao.

Hopefully he can take care of the palace guardians.

Then he cut off Chang Zhao's head.

In this way, the tenaciously resisting armies in front of them will naturally collapse.

However, the situation often does not develop in the direction expected.

Royal Palace.

As early as when the rebels invaded the imperial city.

Countless palace men and maids were already in a mess, each trying to survive.

As the general manager of the palace, Eunuch Chen can no longer pay attention to this.

At this time, he was dragging his exhausted body.

He took the few remaining palace servants to guard the door of Chang Zhao's residence.

Complete the last order given to them by His Majesty the Emperor, whom they are loyal to.

Stay here and don't let anyone in.

Inside the palace.

At some point, it had turned into an alchemy room.

The huge alchemy cauldron that dived into the ground emitted unbearable high temperatures under the blazing flames.

Zhao Chang, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, had a red face.

He kept spinning around the alchemy cauldron and dancing.

There were also words coming out of his mouth that were difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Red soul wood, Tai Sui meat, golden boy and beautiful girl make elixir."

"Rootless water, soul-returning sand, innate energy unites all things."

"."

"It's coming, it's coming soon."

He stopped and looked into the turbid interior of the alchemy cauldron.

Take a light sniff.

The head was slightly raised, as if inhaling the refreshing fragrance.

"All that's left is the last taste, my elixir of life, and it's done!"

"Hahaha."

The low and hoarse laughter, accompanied by the sound of boiling liquid, echoed in the hall.

After a moment.

There were dull footsteps outside the palace.

And the sound of heavy objects being dragged.

"Cough cough."

"Your Majesty, this old slave has lived up to his command."

Step by step, it feels like a heavy weight is falling under your feet.

As he spoke, his breath gasped violently, as if a bellows had been opened in his chest.

Pfft!
  The corpse fell from the old eunuch's hands.

The shiny bald head reflected a faint light on the bright wooden floor.

However, at this time, Murong Tao no longer had the breath of life.

"Okay, great."

Zhao Chang didn't care at all about the old eunuch who had a big hole in his chest.

He just stared at the corpse on the ground and muttered.

As if he saw some peerless treasure, he pounced on it fiercely.

After a moment, he held a heart radiating steaming heat in his hands.

Carefully, he threw it into the alchemy cauldron underground.

Oddly enough, just a moment later.

An extremely alluring fragrance spread violently from the alchemy cauldron.

"hiss"

After taking a slight breath, Zhao Chang's expression became confused and crazy.

"It's done, I'm done!"

While raising his hands and shouting, his foot slipped and he fell into the boiling liquid of the alchemy cauldron.

It was completely integrated with the elixir of life that he longed for.

The old eunuch who was watching all this quietly looked very calm.

He took a few steps forward and knocked off the lid of the alchemy cauldron with one palm.

Countless fireworks splashed down below.

After straightening his clothes, he sat cross-legged quietly.

The figure was gradually engulfed by the rising flames

Centennial guardian of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Rest with the country.

at the same time.

The foot of Xianming Mountain.

In front of the newly erected Jiejian Monument.

A man in a black robe came from a distance.

Standing with his hands behind his hands, he stared at the stone tablet in front of him.

Suddenly.

A breeze carrying the embers of fireworks and the smell of blood blew.

Blowing off the hood covering his face.

Revealing a smile filled with boundless evil.

Yet, it was a very familiar face.

(End of this chapter)