I Am Immortal

  Chapter 174 Gong! Pass! reward! penalty!

A sudden change, the old dragon king who was supposed to be cut off from the dragon body in this life and sent to the underworld to reincarnate, instead of Ao Wulie, the dragon who rained indiscriminately and disrupted the order of the world, bumped into the Dragon Slaying Platform. For the sake of his son, he voluntarily gave up that glimmer of life and assumed the main responsibility.

  Such a change made everyone speechless, and Mr. Lingmiao looked sad.

The rest of the people before were only happy because Ao Liu didn't have to be killed until his soul was blown away. Only Lord Lingmiao knew what choice Ao Liu would make. When he found out that his son had finally repented.

  It's just that Taibai Xingjun looked at Tianyou Zhenjun.

  With the latter method enough to defeat the Great Sage, the seriously injured True Dragon will not be his opponent.

  If Tianyou wants to stop him, he can hold Ao Liu by raising his hand.

   Then let Ao Wulie go to the Dragon Slaying Platform.

But this tall, majestic and even faintly ferocious general just lowered his eyes. Under the [bottom line] of the Arctic Exorcism Academy, he acquiesced to the choice of the old dragon king. The laws inside and outside the six realms have their own order. The earth does not only belong to the heavenly court, but the one who is in charge of the law and punishment in the heavenly court is the Supreme Court of Justice.

  It only involves the bottom line of the level of [subverting the order of the six realms].

   Lei Bu, Dou Bu can't solve it.

   will go to Zhongtian North Pole, and the North Pole Exorcism Institute will be dispatched.

  Those who involve subversion of order will be given heavy sentences to maintain order.

   As for the others, they are not within the responsibilities and goals of the Arctic Exorcism Institute.

No matter how severe the fighting is in the human world, it is also a human thing. For example, in Jinzhou, killing people in the demon country is the same as killing monsters in the human race. The struggle between all spirits is also in the order of heaven and earth; Judiciary is the duty of the Great Tianzun. When the ghosts and gods of the three realms dare to touch the most fundamental order of the world, they will be directly supervised by the Arctic Exorcism Institute.

  From Judiciary Datianzun, to Leibu, Doubu, and finally wrote to Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole, sending the Exorcism Institute to come forward.

   It’s already been added layer by layer.

  Going to this step is equivalent to a death sentence in the human world.

   After all, Tianyou was still at the level of maintaining the bottom line, acquiescing to Dragon King Ao Liu's selfish desire to keep his son.

  The young Taoist suddenly raised his hand and wrote the spirit pattern in an instant.

   softly said: "Edict!"

   Streamer changes.

  Under the order of the imperial edict, the soul of the old dragon king was briefly condensed.

  The Heavenly Soul, Earthly Soul, and Seven Souls were already shattered at the Dragon Slaying Platform.

Tianyou raised his eyes to look at Qi Wuhuo, Lingmiaogong and other locals, as well as Taibaixing Lord and other generals of the North Pole Exorcism Academy also looked at him, Tianyou said indifferently: "Dangmo, your edict can hardly condense his soul. , there is only one life soul left among the three souls and seven souls, I will do my best, but it is difficult to maintain a stick of incense time, what are you going to do?"

  The young Taoist didn't answer.

  There is only one curse, hypocrisy! Why didn't you show mercy at the time of the judgment just now!

  Although I am a judge, so what if I raise my pen a little bit? !

  But no one dares to scold the North Pole for exorcising evil spirits.

  Tianyou has already seen what this young man is thinking.

The public is the public, the private is the private, and the public should be killed. This time, Qi Wuhuo participated in the full name of the fight. After seeing the tragic death, he tried his best to damage his own moral foundation and cut off my lifespan. But even so, the casualties were extremely heavy. After Ao Liu was seriously injured, he never reported it to the Penglai Division, but chose to pass it on to Yuzi. He was guilty of dereliction of duty.

  But as an individual, after all, one does not only have the mind of the Dao, and it is also difficult to be ruthless.

   That's why there is a saying of catastrophe.

  There is nothing more complicated than being human, and this is already a disaster, Tianyou Zhenjun said flatly:

   "You have completed your duties, you can step down."

Qi Wuhuo made a slight move, saluted, turned and left under the common gaze of the North Pole Exorcism and the Earth, and used himself to maintain the imperial edict, which did not look like a judge, and deviated from the position of the North Pole Exorcism Institute , but he himself made the judgment himself.

  Although everyone knew that even if Qi Wuhuo made something else, Tianyou would not allow it, but the judgment in the young Taoist's heart was indeed true, even if he made his own decision, he would kill the dragon.

  The young Taoist went away.

  Tianyou looked down at Ao Wulie, who should really be out of his wits under his sentence.

   "What do you want to say?"

  Ao Wulie looked at his father's corpse, his body trembling, tears streaming down his face, after a long time, he turned around on his knees, suddenly kowtowed heavily, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were red:

   "I, please 'live'!"

  …………

  Qi Wuhuohu held some of Ao Liu's soul, but the latter hadn't awakened for a short time.

Such a state, in the final analysis, is just like the reflection of a human being after a serious illness. The place where the judgment is pronounced is actually the place where the Houtu Sacrifice is held. It hasn't risen yet, the sky is already pale, and black smoke can be seen rising from villages and villages, but it hasn't completely dissipated.

   Today should have been New Year’s Eve.

   But now there are only mournful cries in the air, and a low hiss after crying too weakly.

Because of the chaos of evil spirits and demons, mountains in Zhongzhou collapsed and collapsed. People who live on these mountains must face a choice, whether to stay away from their hometown and those mountains that have been cultivated little by little over hundreds of years, and become I left [Refugees], went to the rest of the city to seek life, and started over bit by bit.

   Those who are alive have the sorrows of those who are alive.

   And the dead don't have to think about it anymore.

The young Taoist walked along the mountain road, saw the broken earth temple, the village that had completely disappeared, the town that was torn apart by some kind of magical power, and the power that was corroded by a certain characteristic, even the ground was shattered. Intense traces of corrosion appeared, but as for the affected parts, they disappeared completely.

When looking from a distance, part of the city wall collapsed, blood was flowing, and the soldiers of Zhongzhou Fucheng were carried away. When Qi Wuhuo stood at the gate of Zhongzhou Fucheng, he saw countless men and women, old and young. No, they howled and threw themselves on those **** figures.

  They want to find something familiar.

   But afraid to find it.

   But the most frightening thing is that I really can't find these.

The young Taoist looked at the faces. They fought against the evil spirits infected by evil spirits to the end. They filled the cracks in the city wall with their flesh and blood. They saw them holding weapons, their eyes wide open, the wind blowing past, and their spears like forests. He was covered with blood, but the soldiers couldn't stand up, only the wind blew past, the guns blew slightly, shouted like a long howl, and fought to the death without retreating.

  But they all died.

  In this battle, 70% of the 70,000 soldiers in the capital of Zhongzhou were killed.

  Although he is a government soldier, he has reached the record of the elite since ancient times.

  Xuanjia, Baijia, and Commoner.

   "Where's my son?! Where's my son!"

   "Your son... died in battle."

   "What about my grandson?"

   "...also died in battle."

"No, it's impossible... I have three sons, three, they must still survive, right? There must be! Three! My old man died in the border gate. You can't say that my sons are all dead. Ah, right? There must be some alive..."

   "The disaster in Jinzhou didn't leave them behind. We survived by the rain."

   "Impossible this time, impossible..."

A white-haired old woman was holding on to a blood-stained man in a war robe. The latter had a painful face. Finally, he lowered his head, searched among a pile of things, and took out three blood-stained waist cards. For the first time, the gun's hand trembled badly.

  Those are the badges of the war dead.

  Crying and howling in grief, but the joy of finding that the relatives are still alive is mixed, and the voice is noisy.

  But when they saw the young Taoist, they subconsciously stepped aside.

Because they saw people fighting with swords in the aisle, saw the young man's temples desolate, and his footsteps were faintly unsteady, the old woman suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the sleeve robe of the young Taoist priest, her eyes were sad and longing: "Master Taoist, my son They are all dead..."

   "Has the culprit been killed by you?"

  The young Taoist didn't know how to answer.

   Is it Kedu? Gage designed everything.

   Is it the old Dragon King? He did not hand over the position to Penglai Division but to his son. Even if there is grievance, even if there is frame, but the order is out of balance, Zhongzhou almost fell, but it is also the truth...

  But as Bei Bei said, do the sentient beings who died because of him also have grievances?

The old lady stretched out her hand and grabbed him tightly, but was finally pulled away by the soldier. She looked at the young Taoist and cried, "Did they die in vain?! Didn't they die in vain?! Yes Go!" The soldier pulled the old woman away, he could feel the aura left by the young Taoist after the fight, and said:

   "Daozhang, thank you very much... I saw you have drawn your sword."

   "Thanks..."

   "If it weren't for you, we might not be able to make it to the end."

   "It's just that we paid a price after all."

   "Yes, thank you."

The soldiers who were still alive expressed their thanks. They could only pat the young Taoist on the shoulder to express their emotions. There were also bloodstains on the Taoist robe. As they walked forward, he saw the sesame cake vendor sitting against the wall. On the top, with a broken arm, there was a very hideous wound on his face from his forehead to the corner of his mouth. He was already dying, his eyes gradually faded, and he held a mysterious sword in his arms.

  His wife knelt beside her, already weeping.

   "Tell me not to let you go..."

   "Don't let..."

  The three-year-old child took his father's finger: "Daddy, eat sesame cakes..."

  The man's eyes have gradually lost their focus, and the vision in front of his eyes is lax. He heard the sound of war drums again, and the wind is blowing in front of him.

   Kyushu is brave and fierce, Shenwu Xuanjia.

  There are 3,000 armored captains left.

  The survivors after the war.

   No more than two hundred and thirty-seven people.

  The rest all died in this battle.

  No one returned.

  They did not violate the oath they made under the sword back then.

  Mo Jiaxuan cloak, call the army to save, punish evil and help good, protect the country and the people.

The young Taoist walked all the way, and he saved as much as he could with his innate qi. When he finally got under the old tree, due to excessive consumption, the white hair on his sideburns seemed to spread, and his steps were already a little staggering. Before, he said hoarsely: "Mr. Ao Liu, I feel something..."

  The life soul protected by him dispersed, and Ao Liu, who turned into a faint sense of transparency, sat in front of him.

   In front of the two of them, it was still that game of chess.

  Ao Liu looked sad and said: "...Little friend, why bother to save me at this moment?"

  The young Taoist looked at the Dragon King in front of him: "Then why do you risk your life to kill the Dragon Terrace?"

  All sentient beings are sentient beings, and the Dao is selfless. After all, they repel each other, but who can completely abandon them?

Ao Liu knew what Qi Wuhuo meant, and knew that he still remembered the feelings of the day and should be beheaded for the sake of justice, but Gu Nianzhi should also do his best. Looking at the life and foundation of the young Taoist in front of him, he sighed , looked around, and murmured: "After all, this calamity has attracted..."

   "I didn't expect that the last Zhongzhou I saw would be like this."

  The young Taoist was silent for a long time, and asked, "Do you regret saving people that day?"

   Ao Liu chuckled and said, "You are still young after all, child."

   "Tianyou Zhenjun asked you to sentence me, but he is the one who made the final decision, as for what Jidu said."

   "Because I save people, it affects me..."

"Then what do you mean, I should be careful to pray that the wicked will not target me? There is no reason for this. Zhongzhou is different from Jinzhou. Jinzhou is separate, and it is more inclined to chaos in the world and does not involve order; and This time, they want to use the 3600-year-old formation as an opportunity to break the balance of order, and since they want to break the formation."

   "As the middle land of the world, how could Zhongzhou be ignored by them?"

   "This is the place that must be regarded as one of the seven major nodes."

   "If I don't save people, or if I save people, it won't affect their goals and endings."

  Ao Liu murmured: "In the end, it's just a choice."

"If the Judiciary is the Great Heavenly Venerable, he will consider more, and strike a balance between reason and law; but the North Pole Exorcism Court is the last link, follow the Dao and be ruthless, they choose order and ignore everything; they all seek Tao and sincerity, and want to chaos the world; And the old man, seeing his life, couldn't bear to see his death, so he did those things."

  "The way of heaven is ruthless, impartial and selfless. Killing the common people will not make the heavens angry, and saving the common people will not attract the rewards of the heavens. Whether I or they, what they want is just the word "I"."

   "Follow my way and never regret it."

   "There is only choice, there is no right or wrong..."

   "It's just that the common people suffer."

He lowered his eyes, and smiled suddenly: "Thank you, too, for spending my foundation to allow me to take another look at Zhongzhou, come on, I still have this last chance, let's play another game of chess..." , Illusory chess game, one dragon, one person, one soul Taoist, and finally another game here, the chess game is still a dragon-killing game, and the chess pieces fall.

  The old dragon king sighed slightly, gradually becoming transparent.

  He only has the soul of life left. Finally, after a long time of deliberation, he made a decision, and suddenly there was a dragon chanting in the sky.

   is the blood essence of the old Dragon King himself.

He consumed the last of his life soul energy and activated his own real dragon body. The young Taoist raised his head and saw the long chant of the dragon, which finally dispersed and turned into boundless spirit energy, which suddenly spread and turned into falling rain, just like Back then, when the rain fell, it was the blood essence of the real dragon that once caused the demon clan to split up and the dragon clan to flee. Even if it was scattered as rainwater and sprinkled on such a large area in Zhongzhou, it still had its effect.

  Make the seriously injured turn into minor injuries, and breathe back the dead.

   And the living make up the foundation.

  The real dragon died here, and he had no grievances towards the common people. Under such circumstances, the vitality of Zhongzhou should not be damaged.

  The young Taoist held a chess piece in his hand, knew the old Dragon King's decision, and did not stop him. He closed his eyes, raised his white hair on his temples, and emphasized his aura, saying: "The Supreme Commander, surpassing your lonely soul."

   Not to the old Dragon King in front of him.

   Instead, accompanied by the rain that was close to the blood essence level of the real monarch, it spread the power of the spell all over Zhongzhou.

  The old dragon king had already cast the spell, and Qi Wuhuo just aroused the last strength of the old dragon king to complete the spell.

  The soul washes away the resentment to help it reincarnate.

A real dragon with thousands of years of Taoism disappeared in a blink of an eye. The soul of the old dragon king was pale and dull, and he dropped his last son with a smile. Everything stimulates its own Yuan Qi.

  Because of the wine of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, he finally assisted the old dragon king to complete the last rain in his life.

  The broken mountains will one day turn into ravines, and all living beings will be born in them again, turning them into stunning scenery.

   "What you and I do, isn't it also a choice?"

  The old dragon king smiled and dropped a son. The last souls of the three souls and seven souls also dispersed, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

   But everything suddenly died.

  The flow of time seems to be sluggish, and Qi Wuhuo can see the rain falling, like a string of beads.

  A drop of rain fell, dripping into Ao Liu's blank consciousness.

The soul of life has not been shattered, has not been revived, but has not been reincarnated, but has been mixed into this falling rain and sprinkled all over the world. The seven souls lost two souls and seven souls, but finally kept one of them, and gained a ray of life. The falling rain is different from this falling rain.

  The young Taoist raised his eyes and saw that this drop of rain came from willow leaves, which was crystal clear.

  Seeing a man with a gentle appearance and flat eyes in front of him, I don't know when or how he appeared, but he just said:

   "Seven years ago, a rain saved the people's lives."

   "I will also give you a rain to give you a chance."

   "It's the so-called one drink and one peck."

   "The North Pole Exorcism Institute is the bottom line, merits and demerits cannot be offset."

   "And between heaven and earth, rewards and punishments should be clearly defined."

When the young Taoist got up, he didn't realize that he was exhausted. He staggered and pressed against the table to stand firm. He felt a trace of charm, and suddenly realized that when he and Ao Liu fell into the rain and saved their souls, they seemed to have obtained this feeling too. Qi Wuhuo didn't realize it until he showed up right now, and asked:

"Who are you?!"

The middle-aged scribe in the front is tall and tall, with peaceful eyes, and a white cat is dozing in his sleeve robe. He is holding a jade bottle with his left hand. There are willow branches and leaves in it, and the dew on it is crystal clear. Umbrella, with a particularly pure demeanor, glanced at the young man in front of him, raised his eyes slightly, and said to himself—

   Tribulation Sword Three.

   Imperial order.

  Sweeping the sleeve robe, he also sat down at the table and replied: "Poverty."

   "Taiyi rescues suffering."

  (end of this chapter)