I Am Immortal

  Chapter 309 Tai Shangfa, Dao Patriarch's Covenant!

   Qi Wuhuo is the guidance of the Supreme Being, expressing the great wish in his heart.

  The old man stopped stroking his beard for a long time, and finally heaved a long sigh, saying: "What a wish, what a heart!"

"You see farther than your two senior brothers, and your vision is much bigger, but along the way, there are bound to be slaughters; if you make a wrong step, you may be completely destroyed, and there will be many deaths. In the future, the greater the obstacles, maybe one day, you will also..."

  His voice stopped slightly.

  Looking at the young Taoist in front of him.

  However, it was like seeing Haotian Great Emperor who was unrivaled in the universe with a sword in his hands and overwhelmed a generation before.

It's not that Qi Wuhuo has any relationship with this Haotian, nor is it that his current stamina can really keep up with that Haotian emperor, it's just that the old man's experience and experience allow him to see that the young man in front of him The road ahead must be like Haotian once, full of slaughter.

   Maybe someday...

   This sword chosen by the old man himself will also point to the old man himself.

Looking at it now, if you want to make the five directions and five realms all consistent, then one day, you should also hold a sword and fight against the three cleans and four guards. Only by leveling the three cleans and suppressing the four guards can you be worthy of him He said [Town] in his mouth, but the old man didn't say that, and he didn't think that scene was so bitter.

   If one day, his disciple has reached that step, then he will be very pleased.

  Yuqing would lower her eyes and smile, while Shangqing would flick her sword and sing wildly.

  Able to draw a sword and come, dignifiedly, say it, the way is different!

   Not also a fellow daoist!

  What we need are not those who came out under the protection of the master, but the so-called disciples who can only be enjoyed, relying on the prestige of the master, so what is the point? What is needed is a fellow daoist who walks upright in front of us step by step by himself.

  He was worried about his disciple's future, but he also knew that since he had this wish, it was meaningless to speak out the so-called worry, so he just stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Death is full of calamities, there is no doubt."

  The young Taoist replied frankly:

  “Even though the road is far away, walk on it; if walking on the road feels dead, walk on it.”

   "No, not enough to praise."

   "Is it seeking to live? Is it seeking the way?"

  Then the old man pointed at the young Taoist, laughed loudly, but said: "What a pity, what a pity!"

"such a pity!"

  The old man laughed loudly, full of joy and regret.

He looked into the eyes of the young Taoist in front of him, and he was really filled with a sense of regret, but there was more kindness. He seldom praised his disciples very straightforwardly, even though Qi Wuhuo wanted to die. The sub-layout was just a good trick, but at this moment, he really sighed and said:

   "Unfortunately, you can't be born five robbery early, otherwise, you can be my friend."

   "Unfortunately, you were not born four times early, otherwise, Haotian would definitely introduce you as a confidant!"

  The young Taoist shook his head, but only replied: "Why should it be a pity?"

  So the old man stroked his beard and smiled knowingly.

   Just thinking about the situation of the young Taoist now, Fu looked a little dignified, and asked:

"This time you have gone through calamities, even with the so-called [Taishan Mansion King's Sacrifice], that power only makes you turn yin into yang, turn death into life, you are still in the desperate situation of Fengdu City, Shangqing Created 668 Taichi Lingwen, but never said that each Taichi Lingwen has an upper limit to contain the power of the Great Emperor, let alone the embryonic form you created."

   "Only relying on the restraint of this letter, even if they take the initiative to chant and create rituals, you can't restrain the five ghost emperors."

"And the central ghost, that is, the world's first yin god, has the highest realm among yin things, and was born for the creation of heaven and earth. It will immediately sense your tricks, and then kill you completely, and then completely fall. Longevity to the South Pole, such a catastrophe, how can I break it without confusion?"

  The young Taoist just said: "The disciple has his own plans."

The old man looked at him, smiled, and said: "Forget it, I see that you are 70% sure, so I won't ask any more questions. If you walk your way, you will walk and choose by yourself. It should be like this... He stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "You came into my door, but the old man never taught you any supernatural powers in the door from the beginning to the end. Wuhuo walked all the way, did you ever blame me?"

  The young Taoist replied: "However, the teacher pointed out the direction of Tao."

   "Let the disciples hear the truth."

   "Only after hearing the Tao can one ask, practice, and prove the Tao."

  "When you hear the small way, you will follow the small way. If you hear the great way, you will follow the great way. What the teacher pointed out is the direction of the supreme great way. Let the disciples see the farthest and largest road from the beginning, and they will not go wrong."

   "If this is the case, if you still have a lot of dissatisfaction in your heart, isn't this disciple a little greedy?"

  The old man looked at his disciple with a gentle smile and said:

   "You don't blame the teacher."

"Your [Tao] has come to the present. I originally planned to wait for you to come step by step, and then teach you many supernatural powers. But your speed exceeded my expectations, and your experience is more complicated than I expected. Dangerous, I have lived for too long, for me, needless to say, a few years, even a hundred years, is just an instant."

   "Between you and me, it seems that you have just left the house not long ago, but when you turn around, you can vaguely see your chasing figure."

   "Why don't you tell me not to like it? How not to be surprised?"

   "You are going to survive the calamity now. Now that you have your own way, then the teacher will not add more things to the snake."

   "Otherwise, it seems like I don't believe you."

   "When you break through all these layers of kalpas, I will teach you a method."

  The young Taoist asked in surprise, "Teacher's method?"

  The old man stroked his beard and said, "Yes..."

   "This method can be the weakest, or it can be said to be the strongest. No one can get it by self-preaching and accepting disciples."

   "Yuqing, Shangqing, never existed."

"As for Xuandu, although he has mastered my elixir method, he has no chance of my supernatural power, and it is a pity after all; therefore, this method is only known to me. ], I don’t know its name, you can call it whatever you want, but this method has too high requirements for the realm, and those who have not realized the Tao cannot enter.”

   "It's just you, Wuhuo, who are actually a little bit behind right now, so you can practice."

  Qi Wuhuo clearly understands:

   "One qi manifests, the teacher's method needs to turn three into two, and turn two into one before you can get started."

   "If that's the case, reverse cultivation is the way to cultivate Taoism and longevity, and whether it is performed along the way is the law. The teacher's supernatural powers should use one qi to transform two, and return to three. It is a means of [one qi transforms three], right?"

  The old man seemed to have known that the young Taoist could deduce it, so he just laughed loudly and stroked his beard in admiration.

Then he said in a very encouraging tone: "No confusion, no confusion, practice hard, and when you come back from this calamity, my Taoism will be passed on to you. , I just made this [Stone from Other Mountains] for you, the teacher is waiting for you to achieve the realm you said today, and looking forward to the day when you will create a means to surpass my law."

   "At that time, the teacher felt the most that it is a blessing for you to worship me as a teacher and enter the path."

   "But it is also my great fortune to accept you as an apprentice and lead you into the Tao."

   "But speaking of..."

   "This method removes the effect of [Stone from Other Mountains]. After five hundred years, you may still need it."

  In the kind eyes of the old man, there are rare jokes.

  Qi Wuhuo was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and really didn't know what the teacher was talking about, so he could only answer:

   "The teacher's humble words are righteous, but the disciples can't understand."

  Small words and great righteousness? !

  The Taishang couldn't help laughing, but let the young Taoist be curious and ask, but he didn't answer just like the disciples kept secret just now, he just said: "You knew it at that time."

   "However, the teacher will ask you to give a sentence to the other two."

  Qi Wuhuo: "???"

  The Supreme Master looked at himself, this rare young and ignorant disciple, with slightly rolled up sleeves and robes, white hair and beard, with a kind and gentle expression, and only smiled and said:

   "The Supreme Being is so arrogant."

   "Wait, so what?"

Such domineering words, uttered from the mouth of the old man in front of him, stunned the young Taoist, his eyes widened, and cold plums fell on his hair, which caused the Taishang Taoist to laugh out loud, and looked at the The eyes of the young Taoist were full of appreciation.

   This is my disciple after all!

   will inherit my mantle.

  The disciple who stood shoulder to shoulder with me.

   This is the case with disciples and friends, so why not be proud? !

Thinking of the interesting expressions those two will show five hundred years later, even if the mood is as good as water, there will be ripples, but any ripples will be calmed down, and I can't help but smile from the bottom of my heart. The future, however, is also going to be a bit interesting when the waves are magnificent and the wind is turbulent.

  The old man led Qi Wuhuo to understand the way ahead, and made a promise to pass on the Dharma after he broke the catastrophe.

  Looking at the young Taoist, he smiled and sighed, slowly dissipated, and was never seen again.

  …………

Or according to the judgment of the real chess player, Qi Wuhuo is nothing more than a speck of dust. Even if he is a disciple of the Sanqing, the disciple of the Sanqing is not a talisman. In many cases, he will be attacked and dealt with immediately. , is a **** that is taken for granted and has a special status worth using.

  But the chess pieces are just used and discarded after all.

  No one cares what happens to the chess pieces thrown into the chess box.

The chess piece was picked up by white fingers and gently placed on the chessboard. The sound was crisp and clear. In this huge palace, it seemed especially empty and silent. The subtle ripples of sound touched the wall, and then returned again. After a while, it gradually became faint and difficult to detect.

Huang Yao is using Fuxi's method of fortune-telling to calculate everything in the world. Her eyes are cold and cold, which is completely different from the lazy and lazy temperament she had when she was in contact with Qi Wuhuo. And the law of gossip in the day after tomorrow, layer upon layer, reverse and deduce it, Huang Yao has a glimpse of the real general trend now.

   "Qingjingwei Jinzhou, King of People, Sanyin Yaoxing Lord."

   "The Demon Emperor of the present age, Donghua of the heavens."

   "Behind the Demon Emperor is Gou Chen who has a grudge against his ancestors."

   "Behind Donghua is the Gouchen of the Four Royals."

   "The death of the Human Emperor and Dragon Emperor eight thousand years ago should also be caused by Gou Chen."

   "Gou Chen's goal is to only..."

  Every time Huang Yao said a word, he put down a chess piece, and then there were ripples in the void, his voice was cold, and the sound of the chess pieces was quiet.

  She withdrew her palm, her sleeves drooped, and she raised her eyes to look forward.

  In the first sentence, there are ripples in the void, and in the second sentence, there is already a golden light outlined vertically and horizontally.

When the last sentence was finished, Huang Yao looked ahead and saw countless golden streamers changing vertically and horizontally, which had become a magnificent scene, outlined and implicated on Fuxi's sand table magic weapon, and finally turned into a huge and incomparable storm , connecting the sky above, reaching down to the earth, running across the left and right, and finally this vortex of countless golden streamers, involving the entire six realms.

  Huang Yao watched this scene intently, the future constructed and deduced by supernatural powers and spells, there were strands of golden streamer reflected in Huang Yao's eyes, which made her quiet for a long time before she spoke softly:

   "Measure robbery..."

  Using Fuxi's method to deduce the change, what you can see is the calamity of measurement!

And now this amount of calamity was about to explode half a month ago, but for some reason, the amount of calamity that was supposed to erupt completely was stalemate, maintained in a state that was about to erupt but did not erupt , this is the picture that Fuxi's supernatural power changes now—

  The storm has swept across the Six Realms, but it is still spinning slowly.

   Never completely collapsed, never erupted.

   This seems to be a kind of stability, a kind of special balance.

But such a state, in the eyes of Huang Yao, is more terrifying than the direct eruption of Quantum Calamity—this represents the unknown, and represents the first huge conflict of Quantum Calamity. Fully charged, once the balance collapses, the calamity will be more vast and huge than the calamity that erupts directly.

   A punch, although abrupt and difficult to guard against, is naturally not as destructive as a punch with momentum.

   "What kind of force is causing the current balance of calamity..."

   Huang Yao frowned slightly.

   In his mind, the young Taoist priest who had confronted him once and deflated him appeared instinctively.

   It seems that the young Taoist's peaceful eyes can still be seen.

  Could it be him?

   Huang Yao shook his head and threw out this ridiculous idea.

   "How could it be him?"

"It's just a mortal, without any special bloodlines, and has no attainments in divination and divination. Even... even if he is a little clever, how can he participate in the current calamity with the body of a real person? Among them?"

   "I'm afraid it's because I deduce the trajectory of the calamity, and I'm too tired."

Huang Yao raised her hand and pressed the center of her eyebrows, she heard the slight sound of cat-like footsteps, a smile appeared on her bright and beautiful face, even the exhaustion in her heart seemed to be swept away, she turned around Come, and sure enough, I saw a girl in a moon-white long dress walking in small steps, with silver ornaments and jade decorations hanging down her body, and Xiao Pengcao has a new dress every day.

   All have excellent accessories to match the clothes.

  Only above the most basic basic necessities of life, there is such attention, not to mention others.

  No way.

  Can't control it!

   Every time Huang Yao reacted, all kinds of treasures had already been scattered.

   Huang Yao sometimes felt a little annoyed.

It's just such annoyance, it's often difficult to last even half a day, just like now, Xiao Pengcao brought Huang Yao tea at the right temperature, as well as small snacks made by herself, and then rubbed Huang Yao's shoulders, white Pressing the soft palm on the shoulder, Huang Yao couldn't press Huang Yao, but the latter still felt that his heart was about to melt.

  Mental fatigue has been greatly reduced.

  I feel that throwing treasures at Xiao Pengcao is a matter of course.

   Huang Yao held the tea in his hand, sighed, and sighed in his heart.

  ‘Ancestor, I seem to understand you a little bit…’

  When these words fell, Huang Yao froze and realized instantly.

etc-!

  Who will understand you, a hairy snake? !

Huang Yao almost gritted his teeth, that is to say, Fuxi died, if this ancestor is still alive, Huang Yao would like to bury him in the ground, then take a shovel and smash his skull open to see if it is 90% of the brain inside, Every inch of the brain is soaked with the words Wahuang.

  10% left?

  The remaining 10% is of course, those who move Wahuang will die! !

It's just that when Huang Yao was angry in his heart, he suddenly noticed Xiao Pengcao's hesitation and hesitation. Huang Yao understood that Xiao Pengcao had something to ask of him, so he sighed, and his tone was still that even the Demon Emperor could not get it. Gentle and generous, said: "Do you want to know the whereabouts of that smelly Taoist priest?"

  Xiao Pengcao blushed slightly, then nodded cautiously.

   Huang Yao originally wanted to sternly reject it.

  But I saw Xiao Pengcao's cautious appearance.

  My heart softened for a moment, I just sighed and said: "Forget it, forget it, it was counted the day before yesterday, and you want to count it again?"

   "Okay, okay, I'll count it for you, count it for you, don't cry!"

   "Go and bring the counter."

Xiao Pengcao nodded vigorously, then turned around, trotted all the way, and soon came back with a lot of jade, holding it full of arms, Huang Yao looked at Xiao Pengcao, and kept Fuxi's blood, Suppressing the urge to tie up the Taoist priest for a gasp, he said flatly:

   "It's the last time."

   "This is not an example!"

"Um!"

  Huang Yao sighed, she said that this is not an example, but she knew in her heart that it was actually today's next.

  Tomorrow's self will still fall under Xiao Pengcao's bright eyes.

   Really, that Taoist...

  Why!

While thinking about it, he completed the retreat in an understatement. The blue jade flew up, glowing brightly, and then it was about to turn into a hexagram image. Because Xiao Pengcao wanted to understand Qi Wuhuo's situation, he could already recognize it. There are many hexagrams, but Huang Yao is both happy and unhappy.

  There will always be a few curses, that stinky bull-nosed man, let it die.

  The crisp sound of clicking made Huang Yao startled when he was distracted.

  Her eyes narrowed instantly, looking at her calculations.

  On the emerald calculation chip representing Qi Wuhuo's situation, there appeared a hideous and glaring trace. This crack shattered directly from the highest point, and finally turned into blood, which represented—

"That rascal."

died? !

How can it be!

  Huang Yao's heart was shaken, she suddenly heard the sound of raindrops falling, and then saw Xiao Pengcao standing there blankly, her face was pale, her eyes were wide open, and then big drops of tears rolled down her face.

he died?

  Xiao Pengcao seemed to be able to see the young Taoist in front of her eyes, appearing like a star in high spirits.

   And now, he's dead.

   It turns out that even the stars will fall?

   Huang Yao was a little at a loss, and said: "Xiao Pengcao, you...don't cry..."

"cry?"

   "Am I crying?"

Xiao Pengcao was stunned, she stretched out her hand, and found that her vision became blurred, and then big drops of tears fell on the palm of her hand, and fell on the back of her hand. Whipping, didn't you shed it when you were bullied?

   But, why is my heart so uncomfortable.

  Xiao Pengcao was in a daze, her face didn't seem to be sad, but tears kept falling.

  She covered her heart, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something.

  'Poverty, Qi without confusion. '

  ‘Xiao Pengcao doesn’t like this...’

'Is it tasty? '

  'Because I want her to know that in this world, she is unique, not a commodity for sale. '

  ‘Someone, at least, I would never treat her as cargo. '

Tears dripped down, Xiao Pengcao covered her stinging heart, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, there was a suppressed sob, which finally turned into a cry of gritting her teeth, not daring to speak out loudly. The sound of crying, her eyes were dark, but her face was as pale as grass.

   She seems to be the autumn grass again.

Huang Yao looked at the weeping girl, wanted to speak but suddenly heard a small voice, she froze slightly, her eyes widened, she turned around slowly, and saw the jade tablet just now falling on the ground, streamers of light It rose up, turned into blood, and merged into the huge and incomparable Fuxi's sand table.

   Then, strands of blood-colored streamer invaded.

  The original golden majestic storm turned scarlet in an instant!

  The more magnificent, more violent, uncontrollable, sweeping the six worlds, sweeping suddenly!

   Huang Yao murmured: "Measure the calamity, it will open..."

   "No, it's impossible, he's just a mortal."

   "He is just a mortal without blood and ancestors' protection."

   "It is impossible for him to temporarily restrain Liang Jie by himself, and it is impossible for him to become a chess player by himself."

   "He can't...can't..."

   "Use his body to delay the amount of robbery, and his death will cause the amount of robbery to reopen again with several times the power..."

  The violent storm that swept across the six realms was reflected in Huang Yao's bright eyes. In the future deduced, the calamity will wipe out all the six realms, and its origin...

  ………

  In the Ruizhu Palace, Houtu Huangdi only had a dream.

  In that dream.

  She saw the young Taoist running around, saw him open up the earth veins, healed himself, and saw him control the calamity with his own power.

  But the screen changed again.

Then, seeing the young Taoist man's heart pierced by countless chains, seeing his Taoist robe stained red with countless blood, seeing the divine light in his eyes finally disappearing, and finally being hung in the sky like a humiliation, Wan Gui Shouting and howling, she saw Dongyue's seal, and saw strands of green light glowing from Dongyue's seal.

  Qi Wuhuo's eyes dimmed slowly, his head drooped, his limbs were pierced by chains, hung high, and blood dripped.

   died.

  After that, the dream of the emperor land is over.

for a long time.

  She slowly opened her eyes.

  In the eyes.

   Only killing intent!

  (end of this chapter)