I Am Immortal

  Chapter 131 Ying Huo

At that moment, the prince's mind was blank for a moment, and he only felt that the sword light in front of him remained, pointing at him. He was not such a decisive person, and he had experienced several times of attacks, and he was still able to maintain his composure. He was calm and calm, and there was even an anecdote that he was able to drink by himself when he was attacked and killed outside and fought with the guards outside.

  But this time, it may be because of the cracks in his own humanitarian luck being attacked.

   It may also be because the angry cry of killing the thief shocked his state of mind.

His mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't react at all to the falling sword light. Only his own human luck circled and howled, and suddenly blocked this sword-like luck at the cost of spending several times his luck. The horizontal strike directly caused it to make a clear and crisp sound, and then it was annihilated. Compared with the human emperor's accumulation of unknown years, this sword light is as weak as a mantis' arm.

  Under the leadership of the Human Emperor, there are tens of millions of people in the human race, three million cavalry, the vast Kyushu, and countless common people.

  This luck is at best only the number of an army of iron cavalry.

  How is it different from the mantis arm as a car?

  But obviously so weak, obviously not strong, but for some reason, it brought the prince far more terrifying and pure fear than the huge luck of the county kings, or even the beam of luck of the emperor.

It was not about [quantity], but about [quality], which caused his pupils to shrink violently, and there was a ray of sharpness left in that sword, which still fell on the prince. blood.

  Palpitations for a long time, dead silence for a long time.

  The guards in heavy armor subconsciously held their breath and lowered their heads, not daring to look.

  The prince's breathing was heavy, and after a long time, he said: "Everyone back down..."

   "Check it out for me! Check it out for me!"

   "There must be rebels in Zhongzhou, go and investigate!"

"check!!"

   When the voice came to the back, it was a bit of suppressed anger and growl after all.

   and lingering fear.

Many attendants and guards saluted together, and then fled here as if escaping the oppressive and deadly atmosphere in the courtyard. After a long time, the prince got up, feeling that the clothes behind his back were soaked, changed his clothes again, drank tea and concentrated, and also It was difficult to stabilize my emotions, I just felt that my palms were trembling, and there was a feeling of panic, as if my luck had been cut off so that it was not so complete and not so pure.

   Those who practice Qi luck attach great importance to the degree of luck itself.

   It is said that the heaven and the earth all work together, and the hero is not free when transported away.

   I don't know how much luck has been cut off, it's like losing an extremely precious thing, and I can't help feeling flustered.

After a long time, he settled down in front of him, and said: "Go and collect the "Ode to the Dapeng" immediately. No matter whether you bought it or snatched it, bring it back to me. After you bring it back, set off for Beijing immediately. It's not right here, very wrong."

  The prince murmured to himself, and after instructing his subordinates, he thought for a long time and decided to change his mind.

No longer intending to slowly test Qiongyu's sister and brother like the previous plan, and not intending to use methods. The pressure from all parties is like pulling cocoons to calmly crush Qiongyu's backhand, but decided to go immediately and use force to suppress They go back!

  Thinking of this, he stood up abruptly.

  Put the teacup aside.

   strode towards the door.

But just walked out of the door, but hesitant. If she was too hasty, Qiongyu might be aware of something and let herself fall into a passive state. So she slowly exhaled a foul breath, thought for a long time, retracted her right foot again, and slowly Walking back, I realized that I didn't know why, and fell into a state of panic, palpitations, and confusion.

  It seemed as if being cut by that sword, a crack was cut in his human emperor heart.

   "Not so, not so..."

  The prince sat down slowly, concentrating for a long time.

   "Go in three days."

   "I'll edit a book first and send it to my father."

   "Report this matter in detail."

Going back to the house, he took out a wooden box, and inside the box was a jade seal. There were various auspicious patterns in it, which were extremely gorgeous, and there was also a beautiful and colorful aura of luck swirling around, which seemed wonderful, but when he took out the seal When it was time, he was taken aback.

  On the seal of the crown prince's fortune intertwined.

  A crack appeared, and with several clicks, it collapsed right in front of his eyes.

  The Prince's complexion was pale.

   No, in terms of luck.

  He is no longer the prince.

  One sword, deprived of fate, relegated him!

Such a huge impact was like a heavy hammer, hitting the crown prince's head hard, making him dizzy, making him almost unable to stand still, shaking, pressing one hand on the table, and barely holding on When he got up, his body was still trembling, and his eyes were slightly red:

   "That's all, untouchables..."

   "How, how is it possible."

   "A mere commoner, like a pig or a dog."

   "How could you possibly do that..."

  The prince couldn't believe it, his eyes were blank for a long time, his body trembled with anger, and suddenly roared in a low voice:

   "How can you relegate me!"

   "How dare you relegate me to this palace!"

   "How dare you!"

   "How dare you!!"

   Sweeping violently, sweeping everything on the table to the ground, panting violently, overwhelmed with rage, his luck collapsed and turned back, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, fainted and fell down.

  …………

  Beijing—

  When the young Taoist realized something, and then condensed luck on the Slayer Sword.

  No sword was drawn.

  Only on the blade is a red aura circulating.

  The Tianji Pavilion has already started to become chaotic.

  Before this, there was an old man standing at the highest point of the Star-picking Building, pointing out some young people.

   "Ziwei Doushu, the art of astrology, is actually guided by the power of the eternal Zhoutian stars."

   "Try to see everything in the past and future."

"Everything in this world has its destiny from the beginning of the Tao to the robbery of the Tao, and the stars in the sky will witness everything. Relying on the things that have remained unchanged from ancient times to the present and even in the distant years, the spirituality of you and me You can glimpse a trace of the distant future, the upper and lower sides are the universe, and the universe has been called the universe throughout the ages, and the real technique of appropriation is only in the universe."

   "It's like writing everything, it's called astronomical numbers,"

"Because of this, the art of [Astronomy] has been a very taboo doctrine in our dynasties since ancient times, that is to say, if you have such luck, you can learn it. Otherwise, ordinary people, even gentry, would not It is not impossible to commit a big taboo, and perhaps lead to death."

   "The so-called art of observing qi, the method of Liuren is just a side door, far inferior to me!"

Wearing purple clothes, the celestial master of Tui Xing Fu Xu narrated the method of fighting numbers, with a calm expression, but his tone was great. The young people around him were all practicing astronomy and calendar, so they couldn't help feeling a little bit of expectation. The old man Fu Xu smiled and said While continuing to narrate, someone rushed over suddenly, rushed to the old man's side, lowered his head and whispered a few words, the old man's complexion suddenly changed, he stood up abruptly, and said:

   "How could this be!"

   "Didn't you talk nonsense?!"

  The middle-aged man seemed to be more anxious than him, saying:

   "This is such an important matter, it's about you and my head, how can I talk nonsense!"

   "This, what should I do!"

The old man who was calm and calm before, as if everything was under his control, stood up, said "wait here, don't mess with the classics", and left quickly with the middle-aged man. Going up to the highest point of the Zhaixing Building, although it is a tall building, it is a place with a very wide view. Countless streamers gather and criss-cross, turning into an incomparably huge astrolabe.

   This is a huge magic weapon achieved with the majestic atmosphere of the world.

  Used to observe the universe, to see the stars, and to push past and future events.

Originally winter was supposed to be the time when the Arctic Ziwei star was bright, but just now, the Zhaixing Tower observed a star that had never been seen before. The old man strode forward, first raised his head to look at the dusk sky, then lowered his head Look at the astrolabe that corresponds to the universe of galaxies in the sky at all times.

  The most central place should be the Ziwei star, which symbolizes imperial power.

  But at this moment, under Ziwei Doushu's observation, a red star emerged.

  The Emperor's star is bright and shining.

  This red star is extremely faint.

  Like the great sun and the light of the fireflies.

But at this moment, this firefly-like star just appeared for a short time, and it has already made the starlight that has been bright for an unknown number of years, representing the imperial power and the emperor, and the red starlight quickly dissipated. , As if it was just an illusion, for a long, long time, the officials who belonged to the Huntian Overwatch Council on the Zhaixing Building were silent.

   "What kind of star is that..."

   "I don't know. Since the emperor, it has been passed down from generation to generation. This star has never appeared."

   "At least in the thousands of years of the Emperor's Dynasty."

   There was another burst of dead silence.

The old man exhaled slowly, and said: "Everything from the beginning of the Dao to the robbery of the Dao has been settled. What we have to do is to use the eternal stars to see a glimpse of the future in this past. Then let the sage decide to lead the entire dynasty to seek good fortune and avoid evil, so this star that suddenly appeared in the world must have signs."

   "It is necessary to check."

   "Let's first look for the name from the ancient books."

  So all the inspectors of the Huntian Overwatch Council moved.

  They found the earliest records of stars in ancient times and even engraved on stone slabs, looking for a few words about this star.

   As for the ritual directed to this one star, there is none.

  All the stars in the sky have their own stars.

But this one seems to have been silent for too long, and there is no star king who presides over this star—because in Ziwei Doushu's eyes, the position of a star actually represents a reminder of the future, and there are so many stars. They may not all have stars and star gods, and they are not even sure whether this star belongs to the three hundred and sixty-five star gods, or if there are fewer star gods.

  You can only find a few words in the vast sea of ​​classics.

It's just that these supervisory officials are people who have read the classics well, and they have an impression of the general content of these classics. All the classics that quickly passed over the part of the human emperor's dynasty to the present, and then skipped the part about the troubled times. More than 10,000 years ago, before the Emperor opened his dynasty, it was even a brief record before the rise of the Emperor.

  There was also a dynasty that ruled a large area, but it collapsed later.

  Before the collapse, Si Tianjian seemed to have noticed the red stars.

   But after this, this star has disappeared and fell asleep, and has never appeared again. What happened to make it light up again for a short moment? Although it was only a very short-lived recovery, it did appear, if the number of stars represented some kind of prediction for the distant future.

   So what does this star represent?

So he asked for a long time, and finally wanted to use Ziwei's numbers to spy on the secrets of heaven. Thousands of people took out the tortoise shell, which is called the most precious treasure in the Huntian Overwatch Council. For thousands of years, since the founding of the Emperor's dynasty, these appropriation magicians have been accompanied by them. Back then, the Huntian Supervisory Council was also called Sitian Supervisor.

   I have survived 13 difficulties for the dynasty, and because of this, it is full of cracks.

   After calculating for a long time, he got the answer of divination from the tortoise shell. The middle-aged man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he read the crack on the tortoise shell, saying:

   "The glowing fire is everywhere."

   "The first name of this star is【Ying】"

   "It's Yingsu!"

The name of the stars is often associated with certain people, and they immediately burned the tortoise shell with real fire, trying to figure out why this Yingsu appeared because of what kind of person, so a crack appeared on the tortoise shell , after the observation by the astrologer, Jie Gua got such a title——

  The second character is 【惊】

  The old man asked suspiciously: "The disaster?"

   "No, it's confused confusion."

   "[Ying Huo Xing]."

   "The thing about the faltering of the Pre-Emperor Star, Zhanyue, Yingying fire, separation without confusion, and the fate is unknown."

Just as he was about to continue inferring, the middle-aged man saw the following eight characters, which were presumptions about what would happen in the future. He suddenly trembled in his heart, looked at his colleagues on the left and right, gritted his teeth, raised his arms vigorously, and violently He threw the tortoise shell, which is called a treasure, into the fire, and it cracked under the scorching of the real fire.

  Everyone was shocked.

   "Are you crazy?!" The old man shouted in shock.

   "I'm not crazy!"

  The middle-aged astrologer said: "It's because I'm not crazy that I can't say it!"

  The old man still wanted to yell at him, but suddenly realized the fear hidden in this sentence, so he stopped.

  What the middle-aged astrologer didn't say was that knowing this prophecy, we're all going to die.

  The tortoise shell, which had caused thirteen calamities for the emperor's dynasty, shattered in the fire, and turned into ashes under the eyes of everyone who seemed to have guessed something, like a helpless sigh.

The officials of the Huntian Overwatch Council did not dare to be negligent, and compiled all the matters except the tortoise shell into documents, and reported this matter to the emperor, but the emperor was still calm, just said that he knew, and then Let everyone back down, later recorded in the history books, this is the first time Yinghuoxing appeared.

  The emperor still laughed at himself and sighed to the beauty, saying: I am the emperor of hundreds of millions of people.

   Are you afraid of this so-called star destiny?

  He was silent again for a long time, and said with a smile—

  And only benevolence and virtue, as the master of the world, without fear of destiny.

  I have no fear.

  The beauties praised it highly, singing and making peace, and the emperor smiled with joy.

  —"Emperor's Biography Thirty-seven You Li"

  ……………

When the sword edge is slowly retracted into the scabbard, it is like a person humming the tune of his hometown in the sunset, and drops of blood fall, even if the main body is the luck on the thief-killing sword, the right hand of the young Taoist who holds the sword is still full. Injured by the shock, a ferocious wound appeared, hanging down on the Taoist robe, and falling on the classics of human destiny, spreading blood-colored flowers, and the little peacock was frightened.

  The little peacock asked subconsciously: "Aqi, what are you doing?"

  The young Taoist thought for a while and replied, "I'm practicing."

   "Cultivate me, cultivate truth, cultivate Taoism."

   "Follow your heart."

   "Repay the kindness."

His voice paused, he shook hands, blood dripped, because this time he came out to treat people, so there was a cloth strip that had been washed and starched, the young Taoist took some of it, wrapped it around his palm, and was born with the control of the realm of one qi Hold the body, so that the blood will not flow out, but the wound that was backlashed by luck will recover very slowly, and then said:

   "These are just empty words, and I know it myself."

   "Actually, there is no such high-level reason, and it is not even seeking justice, seeking the king's law."

   "It's just that after I saw a lot of things, I didn't like them just now, and I didn't control my heart."

   "Everything is injustice, it will cry. When I see injustice, I feel restless. That's all."

   "I'm not going to say that, in fact, it can't be done, but whether to do it or not to do it are two different things."

  The young Taoist squatted down, touched the peacock's down with his fingers, and laughed:

   "I'm really a Taoist priest who knows no laws."

   "It's kind of petty sometimes, isn't it?"

   "Forget it, go back with sesame cakes, your name hasn't been taken yet."

The young Taoist is not discouraged by the fact that the sword has not yet completed its full power. It is a prosperous age at this moment, but the power of this sword is not enough. This means that it is the determination of those cavalry. The Great Wall of Luck has already been shattered, and the monsters are attacking everywhere.

What's more, even the power to condense the luck of this sword comes from the [protection] of the aura of the emperor of humanity. Using the method of agglomerating the aura of humanity to kill the holder of the luck of humanity, even Qi Wuhuo feels that he is really is whimsical.

  Using the foundation of 【protection】, perform the act of 【kill】.

   is contradictory.

  It seems to be going east and west.

  Even senior sister’s Hunyuan Sword Code can’t do it.

It is the so-called sword with the heart of protecting all living beings, but it doesn't matter if you use the sword to move your luck. Killing is killing, no matter how purely kind to kill, it is also killing. This will not change. Above, the two cloud scripts that killed the thief once had a strong luck, which represented the breath of the Xuanjia Army, such as the school lieutenant.

  At this moment, Qi Wuhuo forcibly condensed the "Qi Luck" with Yuanshen Yuanqi and scattered away.

  The sword returned to its original shape.

This way of the emperor has been repaired by countless people, and he can't see through it for a while. It was just relying on the Yuanshen Yuanqi to forcibly twist and condense into a stream of luck. When his Yuanshen left, it was just Naturally scattered, it cannot exist naturally and change naturally like human luck.

  The young Taoist stroked the sword with his hand, felt the changes on the sword, and faintly realized it.

   "Insufficient quantity..."

"but."

   "Go to Jinzhou."

   "The sword will be released later, it should be different."

The young Taoist bought these blood-soaked classics, put the sword box in his sleeve robe, and said goodbye to the steward of the Mingzhen Dao League, who sent him out of the Dao League, and the young Taoist stepped into the world of mortals step by step , The mind calmed down, just walking in this world of mortals, seeing the appearance of the prosperous age, always thinking of those more than three million people.

  Here is the thought in his mind, although the sword strike this time is fun, it still cannot be completely calmed down.

   On the contrary, it is like cooking oil in a raging fire. When the fire is extremely strong, some water droplets are sprinkled on the flame.

   You can't let the flames die down, you can only make them worse.

  Is this why the Eight Difficulties make people sink into them step by step?

  Qi Wuhuo thought deeply.

  At the beginning, the spirit can also confirm the self.

   But it will always get deeper and deeper.

One day, the soul will not be able to confirm itself. This may be the reason why Mr. Ao Liu said at the time that he wanted to plant a tree. Use this tree to remind his soul and let his soul use it as an anchor , Whenever I see this tree, I can return to a peaceful state.

  Qi Wuhuo returned to Lianyang Temple and shared some sesame cakes with the little Taoist Mingxin.

  The little Taoist priest who had just studied for a day was dizzy, and he had hot sesame cakes to eat when he went out.

   Then cheered.

  The young Taoist returned to the Jing Pavilion amid the cheers of the little Taoist priests, "Long live Uncle Qi" and "Uncle Qi is the best".

  Take out the mirror, and cast the 【Circular Light Revealing Method】.

  The streamer on the mirror changes, and the voice has been heard before seeing the person—

   "Dangdang, Xuanwu Su Yunqin Fairy is here!"

   "The little Taoist priest without confusion."

   "Ahem, are you ready for the Xuantan sesame cake?!"

It was a deliberate tone, and I insisted on pretending to be a dignified tone. Immediately, a young girl appeared in the mirror, her eyes were bright, she was sitting on a stool with her hands on her cheeks, and she was wearing embroidered shoes with two small pompoms on it. Qi Wuhuo, that tense dignity disappeared all of a sudden, with a book in his arms, he said: "Wuhuo, long time no see."

   "Hey, do you miss me?"

  (end of this chapter)