A seal of immortality

Chapter 643

A month later, Wang Changsheng and Murong Bing held a double cultivation ceremony.

The Taiqing Palace widely distributed invitation letters, inviting the Xiuxian family and Xiuxian sect to participate.

On the day of the Double Cultivation Ceremony, the Taiqing Palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and there was a beaming look everywhere.

Witnessed by tens of thousands of monks, Wang Changsheng and Murong Bing became a couple of monks.

After becoming a couple of monks, Wang Changsheng brought Murong Bing back to his family.

"Son, if your mother knows about it, she must be very pleased." Wang Mingyuan looked at Wang Changsheng and Murong Bing and said with a look of relief.

"Father, you are busy first, I will take Bing'er to see mother." Wang Changsheng nodded and said.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng brought Murong Bing to his mother's grave.

"Husband, is this Granny's tomb? Why don't you find a good place to bury her?" Murong Bing frowned and said.

"My mother used to watch the sunrise here with my father before she was alive. Before she left, she left her last words and wanted to be buried here." Wang Changsheng explained with a gloomy expression.

When Murong Bing heard this, a dazed expression appeared on his face.

Wang Changsheng looked at his mother's tombstone with a complicated expression on his face. He shook his head, and a gleam of clarity flashed in his eyes.

"Husband, I think it's getting late, let's go back!" Murong Bing looked up at the sky and urged.

"Bing'er, don't rush away, let me tell you the story of my mother!" Wang Changsheng looked at Murong Bing's face and said calmly.

"Let's talk about it when we go back! It's getting late." Murong Bing shook his head and said, a flash of panic flashed in the depths of his beautiful eyes.

"Then let's make a long story short! Bing'er, do you know my name?" Wang Changsheng stared at Murong Bing and asked in a deep voice.

"Wang Changsheng." Murong Bing replied truthfully.

"The name Changsheng was married to my mother. It has two meanings. If I have spiritual roots to practice, she hopes that I can go further and further on the fairy road and achieve longevity. If I don't have spiritual roots to cultivate, she hopes that I I can live a long life." Wang Changsheng said calmly, and after finishing speaking, his face darkened, and he continued: "If I hadn't come back with you to visit my father and pay homage to my mother, maybe I would have been in the illusion forever. middle."

"What illusion? Husband, what nonsense are you talking about?" Murong Bing said so, a flash of panic flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

"Bing'er, do you love me?" Wang Changsheng asked seriously with a sigh.

"Love! Otherwise, why would I marry you? I think we should go back quickly! Husband." Murong Bing forced a smile on his face and urged.

"Senior sister, if I don't betray the Taiqing Palace, it would be great. Unfortunately, there is no if." Wang Changsheng sighed.

"What betrayed the Taiqing Palace, my husband, what are you talking about, let's go back quickly!" Murong Bing said in a panic, and after she finished speaking, she pulled Wang Changsheng and was about to leave.

With a "poof", a golden dagger pierced her abdomen, and blood gushed out, staining her long white dress red.

"Husband, you..." Murong Bing covered his abdomen with both hands, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Don't call me husband, if you are really Bing'er, why would you want to leave here quickly? Because you are afraid, you are afraid that I will wake up from what I think of. Fortunately, I really woke up." Wang Changsheng sneered With a sound, said coldly.

"I am Bing'er! Husband, save me quickly, don't you have the heart to watch me die in front of you." Murong Bing begged, his expression very painful.

"If you were really Bing'er, I wouldn't want you to get hurt with a single finger, but unfortunately you are not." Wang Changsheng sneered, and after speaking, he shook his sleeve, and a stack of big fireball symbols flashed out, turning into several giant fireballs , hitting Murong Bing's body.

With several loud bangs of "Boom", the billowing flames engulfed Murong Bing, and she let out bursts of miserable cries.

Wang Changsheng was unmoved by this, and with a flick of his sleeve, a stack of wind blade talismans flashed out, turning into several giant wind blades, and submerged in the sea of ​​flames.

After a while, the flames dimmed, and Murong Bing's figure disappeared.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at his mother's tombstone, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

Wang Changsheng only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and suddenly appeared on a black stone platform with a height of one hundred feet. Near the black stone platform, tens of thousands of monks stood neatly.

"Congratulations to Senior Wang for advancing to God Transformation." Everyone said in unison, with extremely respectful expressions.

The congratulations continued, resounding through the sky.

Standing on the black stone platform, Wang Changsheng looked at the monks standing around, and couldn't help feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

"I broke through to transform into a god?" Wang Changsheng murmured to himself, his eyes full of doubts.

"The Envoy of the Hehuan Sect, Mu Houhou, congratulated Senior Wang on his advancement to the transformation of gods, and presented a 5000-year-old Ziyuan ginseng as a congratulatory gift." Mu Houhou stood up and said, shaking his sleeves, and a red jade box flashed out. Go to the Blackstone High Platform.

The red jade box landed firmly in front of Wang Changsheng. He opened the lid and saw that there was a purple ginseng plant about a foot long inside, exuding an extremely pure aura.

"Lu Ya, the envoy of the Blood Killing Gate, congratulates Senior Wang on his advancement to God Transformation, and specially presents three 3000-year-old Wuyuan grass as a congratulatory gift."

"Junior Yin Luo Zong Shihao congratulates Senior Wang on his advancement to God Transformation, and specially presents three magic weapons as a congratulatory gift."

"Qingyun Yang's family congratulates Senior Wang for advancing to God Transformation, and presents a hundred catties of ghost sand as a congratulatory gift."

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One after another, the envoys sent congratulatory gifts, all of which were good things, such as elixir, panacea, monster materials and so on.

"All these things are really for me?" Wang Changsheng asked with some doubts as he looked at the mountains of congratulatory gifts.

"Of course, Senior Wang is No. 1 in the world of cultivating immortals in Dongyu. Of course, these gifts are for Senior Wang."

"That is, we Dongyu have not seen a cultivator who has transformed into a god for thousands of years."

"Hey, what is God Transformation? Even if it is Dao Patriarch, Senior Wang has great hope."

Hearing everyone's compliments, Wang Changsheng looked a little complacent, but at this moment, he seemed to think of something, shook his head, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

He rolled his eyeballs, flicked his sleeves, and a golden light and a silver light flashed out, turning into a golden dragon and a silver dragon, and rushed towards the crowd.

The two flood dragons opened their bloody mouths and swallowed many monks into their stomachs.

"Senior Wang, what do you mean?" Seeing this situation, all the monks were furious and asked.

"It's nothing interesting. You don't like it. Didn't you say that I am No. 1 in Dongyu's world of cultivating immortals? Then you all stay here." Wang Changsheng said lightly.

The two dragons rampaged through the crowd, wounding and killing many people, and most of them were buried in the belly of the dragons.

All the monks sacrificed magic weapons to fight, but they were not the opponents of the two flood dragons at all.

There were monks being swallowed by the two dragons, but they didn't leave, they still stayed near the black stone platform.

"Hmph, it really is an illusion." Seeing this, Wang Changsheng snorted softly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

Being attacked by cultivators who transformed spirits, none of the tens of thousands of cultivators escaped for their lives. This is impossible in reality, and only illusions can produce this phenomenon.

An hour later, all the monks near the Blackstone High Platform fell, and no one survived. There were corpses all over the ground. The ground was stained red with blood, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Wang Changsheng was still standing on the high platform.

"Isn't it a hallucination?" Wang Changsheng muttered to himself in a low voice, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

After turning his eyeballs, his eyes fell on the pile of presents in front of him.

With a flick of his sleeve, a stack of fireball talismans flashed out, turning into several giant fireballs and smashing into the mountains of presents.

The billowing flames immediately engulfed the presents, and when the flames faded, all the presents disappeared.

Wang Changsheng could still smell a pungent smell of blood, and the corpses on the ground still existed.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng frowned, he thought carefully, and his eyes fell on his feet.

He stomped on the ground with one foot, and turned into a black light suspended in the void hundreds of feet high.

I saw him make a tactic with one hand, and two flood dragons flew forward and slammed into the black stone platform.

With two loud bangs, the black stone platform was torn apart by two dragons.

Once the high platform of the Black Stone was destroyed, the smell of blood in the air disappeared, and the corpses on the ground also disappeared.

Wang Changsheng only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and suddenly appeared in a room with a portrait hanging on the wall, which was his mother Liu Qing'er.

"Why did I go back to Fumo Mountain?" Wang Changsheng murmured to himself.

Suddenly, a burst of explosions mixed with screams came from outside.

Wang Changsheng frowned, and walked out quickly.

More than a dozen members of the Wang family fell into a pool of blood without any breath. In the Wang family manor, the flames shot up into the sky, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng's face darkened, and at this moment, Wang Mingyuan passed by Wang Changsheng in a panic.

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and two blue long swords flew towards Wang Mingyuan, piercing through Wang Mingyuan's body.

Wang Mingyuan's legs gave way and he fell down, with blood gushing out from the sky.

"No." Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's complexion changed drastically. He walked forward quickly, helped Wang Mingyuan up, and shouted: "Father, father, hold on! You will be fine. I have a magic pill on me. I'll get it for you."

After speaking, his palm touched the storage bag on his waist.

At this moment, Wang Mingyuan grasped Wang Changsheng's palm with bloody hands, and said intermittently: "Birth... give birth to a son, take revenge, and avenge the whole family."

"Revenge? Who did it? Who did it?" Wang Changsheng grabbed Wang Mingyuan's hands firmly and shouted.

Wang Mingyuan did not speak, and pointed his bloody right hand behind Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng turned his head and looked behind him, his pupils shrank.

I saw two men and one woman walking towards Wang Changsheng and his son, the three of them were dressed in Taiqing palace clothes, the woman walking in front was Murong Bing.

"Taiqing Palace, destroy our entire royal family, son, you want to avenge us, you must avenge us, otherwise we will die without regret." Wang Mingyuan pointed at Murong Bing and the three of them, and said coldly, as he said, While firmly grasping Wang Changsheng's palm.

After speaking, he died, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dying.

"Junior brother Wang, your Wang family is secretly practicing the devil way, and you deserve to die. If you are sensible, you can be arrested obediently." Murong said coldly.

"No, no, Senior Sister, tell me, you didn't do this. How could you lead someone to destroy my entire Wang family? There must be a misunderstanding." Wang Changsheng shook his head and said to himself, his face full of disbelief. look.

"You raped and plundered outside in the name of the sect, which seriously violated the sect's rules and regulations. Our Taiqing Palace, as the leader of the righteous way, cannot tolerate you as a demon, Junior Brother Wang, if you are sensible, just obediently arrest you, I can still I'll give you a whole corpse." Murong cast a cold glance at Wang Changsheng and said in a deep voice.

"No, I didn't kill those people. I didn't rape and plunder in the name of the sect. I didn't. Someone must have framed it, yes, framed it." Wang Changsheng shook his head and explained, his expression a little dazed.

"Hmph, framed? There are witnesses and material evidence. Where did you get the framed? Hmph, the sect vigorously cultivated you. Is this how you repay the sect? Or, kill all the members of your royal family, so as to save you from harming the cultivators." Immortal world." Murong Bing snorted softly and sneered.

"No, no, I haven't done it, I really haven't done it, Bing'er, you believe me, I really haven't done it." Wang Changsheng put his head in his hands and said grimly, with a very painful expression on his face .

"It seems that you will not give up until you reach the Yellow River. Take him down. If he dares to resist, he will be killed without mercy. It is the duty of our Taiqing Palace to eliminate demons and defend the way. The sixth of the nine commandments of this sect, if the disciples of the sect Raping and looting in the name of the sect, and bullying the weak, once they are found out, they will be killed." A cold light flashed in Murong Bing's eyes, and he ordered.

"Bing'er, what are you talking about, you...you want to kill me?" Wang Changsheng's pupils shrank when he heard this, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"What's wrong with killing you? You devil, you have committed numerous bloody crimes in Yongzhou. According to the rules of our school, you have long been the one who must be killed. I, Murong Bing, grew up in the Taiqing Palace. If I don't kill you, it's hard to save me." You? Hmph, how can I, Murong Bing, join forces with a demon like you." Murong Bing said sarcastically upon hearing this.

"No, it's impossible, it's all false, you lie, how could Binger want to kill me! You lie, Binger can't kill me." Wang Changsheng shook his head and roared loudly, his expression extremely painful.

If other people want to kill him, that's fine, but Murong Bing wants to kill him, Wang Changsheng really can't accept it.

Murong Bing is his favorite person, how could she kill herself!Wang Changsheng couldn't believe it.

A stern look flashed across Murong Bing's eyes, and with a flick of his sleeve, a long silver sword flashed out, quickly piercing through Wang Changsheng's chest.

Wang Changsheng's legs gave way, and he fell straight down. His face was full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that Murong Bing, his beloved Murong Bing, actually killed him.

Wang Changsheng didn't die immediately, he could still hear the screams of his clansmen, and he could still see a large area of ​​flames from his corner.

"Give me an order, the Wang family colludes with the devil, and we will clean up the house in the Taiqing Palace, leaving no one behind." Murong ordered coldly.

"Yes, Senior Sister Murong."

After hearing this, Wang Changsheng's eyes showed a look of despair, which soon turned into anger, and his heart was filled with anger.

"Why don't you believe me? I obviously haven't done it. Why don't you believe me? Why do you want to destroy my entire clan? Do all my clan members deserve to die? I want revenge, I want revenge, I want revenge." Wang Changsheng thought in his heart. The hatred was superimposed to the limit, almost bursting his body, and his eyes were full of hatred.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, and he found that he was not dead, but had a blood hole in his chest.

He got up and stood up, seeing the corpses of his people all over the ground and the buildings swallowed by the billowing flames, he raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly:
"I want revenge, Taiqing Palace. My Wang Changsheng must retaliate with a tooth for a tooth and blood for blood. Today you destroy my entire clan, and tomorrow I will destroy your entire clan."

After shouting these words, Wang Changsheng felt much more comfortable in his heart.

"Hmph, you don't have the ability to destroy our Taiqing Palace." A cold female voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's body trembled, and he turned his head to look, only to see Murong Bing standing behind him, looking at him with a cold expression.

"Bing'er." When Wang Changsheng saw Murong Bing, hesitation appeared on his face.

"Who is your Bing'er? As the righteous leader of our Taiqing Palace, without a disciple like you, I, Murong Bing, would not be with a monster like you." Murong Bing said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's expression was extremely painful, and his heart felt like a knife was twisted.

"Since you, the devil, are not dead, then I will make a sword and send you down to meet your clansmen." Murong Bing sneered and said in a cold voice.

After she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves, and a long silver sword flashed out, shooting straight at Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's face darkened, his sleeves flicked, and a stack of wind blade talismans flashed out, turning into more than a dozen giant wind blades, and went up to him.

With a muffled sound, more than a dozen giant wind blades collapsed, and Wang Changsheng also disappeared.

Murong Bing frowned, and was about to look for Wang Changsheng.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and when she looked down, she saw a golden sword piercing her heart.

She turned her head and looked behind her, only to see Wang Changsheng appearing behind her at some point, holding a golden long sword in his hand.

Murong Bing's eyes went dark, and his body fell straight down.

Wang Changsheng looked at Murong Bing's body, his eyes were full of complexities.

He turned his head and looked aside, his eyes fell on Wang Mingyuan's body, and he said calmly, "How long are you going to pretend?"

There was no trace of madness in Wang Changsheng's eyes, they were full of clarity.

If it wasn't for the Dingling Pill that came into play at a critical moment and restored his head to a sliver of clarity, maybe Wang Changsheng would have fallen into an illusion forever.

Wang Mingyuan was still lying on the ground, motionless.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng had a strange look on his face, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

This level of illusion is obviously to make him fall into endless killing, and he will not be fooled again.

Not long after, a miserable cry came from Wang Changsheng's ears: "Son, I died so unjustly! Take revenge for us and destroy the Taiqing Palace."

"Seventh brother, take revenge for us, we have died so badly! The Taiqing Palace must be destroyed."

"Seventh brother, help us avenge! The Taiqing Palace wiped out our entire royal family."

A series of familiar voices came to Wang Changsheng's ears, shaking his originally firm belief again.

Wang Changsheng frowned, and a Sanskrit sound sounded from his mouth, and golden Buddhist scripts flew out of his mouth, dancing around him uncertainly.

In order to cut off the screams of his relatives, Wang Changsheng chanted the Vajra Curse.

The King Kong Fu Mo Mantra is an auxiliary method attached to the King Kong Fu Mo Gong, which has the effect of getting rid of distracting thoughts and stabilizing the soul.

Half an hour later, when Wang Changsheng finished chanting the last incantation, no screams could be heard in his ears.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a stone room.

Wang Changsheng could feel that his magic power had greatly increased, and his spiritual consciousness had also improved a lot.

Wang Changsheng's face showed ecstasy. At this time, how could he not know that he had advanced to Yuanying, and since then he has become one of the top immortal cultivators in this world, and his lifespan has lasted for a thousand years.

He glanced at the situation in the stone room, stretched his waist, and flicked his finger, a black light flashed out and shot on the stone door.

With a "bang", the stone door flashed open, and Wang Changsheng walked out from inside. He turned his head and glanced at the closed stone room, with ecstasy on his face, but a complex look in his eyes.

From then on, he is a monk of Yuanying, and he can go back to Song Dynasty for revenge.

Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng's eyes quickly flashed a cold light.

(End of this chapter)