I Am Immortal

Chapter 587 Emperor Xi died as a final son, Yang Erlang in the world

The situation in the heaven has long been tense. Under a dead atmosphere, undercurrents are running. Everyone's expressions are tense and the atmosphere is dead. However, in the Zhenwu Mansion, the blue-shirted scribe looks calm and peaceful. With a calm appearance, he smiled calmly and said hello.

 Silence, silence and deathly silence.

The sound of the sword roared instantly like a dragon.

 Zheng! !

The Taoist held the sword in both hands, used the magic weapon Gou Chen Sword, and slashed it vertically in front of him. The Gou Chen Sword left a brilliant brilliance in the void, and then without hesitation, he moved towards the wind and light clouds in front, The green-shirted scribe, who had been quiet for a long time, was struck **** the forehead.

die! !

 Give it to Master Dao—die! !

"???grass!"

The green-shirted scribe's face turned pale, and he let out a strange cry. He stepped back and clasped his hands together, snapping them together, and forcefully caught the Gou Chen Sword. A majestic power escaped, and the green-shirted scribe was struck by this. A force struck him half-kneeling on the ground. He reached into the sword with his bare hands and caught Gouchen Sword.

　　Boom! !

Zhenwu Mansion instantly shook.

The ground beneath the knees of the green-robed scribe shattered into pieces and cracked with spiderweb-like traces. Then he was swept away by an extremely turbulent momentum and flew away, turning into a whirlwind that swept through the mansion and covered the sky. The scribe's face turned pale. , the corner of his mouth twitched, and said: "Calm down, calm down!!"

 “It’s not me, I’m not Fuxi! I’m not the Lord!”

“It’s me, it’s me. I will destroy the Buddha and kill the emperor. Do you remember when I destroy the Buddha and kill the emperor?”

The green-shirted scribe almost screamed, his scalp numb.

Qi Wuhuo felt something was wrong the moment he slashed. The green-shirted scribe's palm felt hard, which was not what Fuxi felt. Moreover, regardless of his strength or foundation, he was far from being able to compete with Fuxi, the top [extreme] , Taichi Emperor and God are compared to each other.

 “Destroy the Buddha and kill the emperor…”

Qi Wuhuo stared at the blue-shirted scribe in front of him and slowly withdrew his sword.

Recalling what he had just seen, Fuxi blocked the Ziwei Sword of Arctic Emperor Ziwei with Destroy Buddha and Kill Emperor, and then threw it out and let it fall down. At that time, it seemed that he had landed in Zhenwu Mansion. among.

 The scribe in green shirt relaxed slightly when he saw Qi Wuhuo sheathing his sword.

At this moment, a chill suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart. The next moment, a cold light flashed in front of my eyes, and the Gou Chen Sword showed its edge again. At this moment, it slashed down, directly touching the eyebrows of the blue-shirted scribe, and the sword energy stretched continuously. Continuously, the sharpest wisp of it flowed out and pierced the blue-shirted scribe's brow.

A trace of blood flowed out and fell.

 The scribe in green shirt looked pale.

"you…"

At this time, the Taoist slowly retracted his sword and said in a calm tone: "You will let down your guard at this moment. It seems that you are indeed not him."

 Is it because of this? !

 Just because of this incident, you took action against me? !

The green-robed scribe was dumbfounded, and then shrank subconsciously, as if he had caught a glimpse of the Lord's influence on this man. Qi Wuhuo breathed out, and a trace of mixed emotions appeared on his face.

 He cannot deny it.

When he came here and saw the blue-shirted scribe standing here, he was frightened and angry, and then he was happy.

Even for other living beings, Fuxi's existence represents danger and the interruption of plans.

 But for Emperor Wa, Renjian and Qi Wuhuo, Fuxi represented a special sense of security.

 Perhaps dangerous when he is safe, causing great suffering to those who are near him.

 But when we really encounter a huge crisis, his existence is like a pillar supporting the heaven and earth, and it will give others a unique sense of security. If Fuxi is still standing here, there will definitely be no problem.

The Taoist collected his thoughts and asked, "Why are you here?"

Destroy the Buddha and Kill the Emperor answered honestly: "The Lord asked me to come here to wait for you, and then asked me to put on a calm posture. That sentence was also the Lord Fuxi who told me that I must be with you. Said."

“He chose one sentence among the three sentences: [Have you missed me?], [Stupidity], and [I have been waiting for you for a long time, why is it too late for Zhenwu to come], and he spent a lot of thought on it.”

 The Taoist is speechless.

 Behind this behavior is indeed the style of the blue-shirted scribe.

　　will deliberately leave some back-ups to scare you.

He knew how to play tricks maliciously, and he never tired of torturing people's mentality. The Taoist couldn't help but laugh. He immediately realized that the scholar in green shirt was gone. His helpless smile froze and slowly disappeared. He looked at the person in front of him. Destroy Buddha and Kill Emperor, said: "Did he ask you to bring me something?"

 The spirit of the weapon to destroy the Buddha and kill the emperor said: "Yes, Lord, he does have something for you."

He took out a letter and carefully handed it to the young Taoist in front of him. As if he was worried that the Taoist would suddenly strike him with a sword, Qi Wuhuo took the letter. Unexpectedly, there was something on it. There is no special means or aura, just an ordinary letter.

 Unfolded, there are peaceful words written on it.

 As bad fun as ever.

“Hi~Dear nephew, do you miss me?”

The Taoist ignored Fuxi's words and looked at the next text - [I don't know if you have met my weapon spirit, and whether you feel happy about the 'surprise' your uncle has prepared for you, but in any case, this This time I have no backup plan]

[Facing two imperial guards of the same realm, I thought of how to check and balance them and take them away, but this is already the limit of what I can do at this moment. I am not sure what I will do after completing all this. , can I still survive?]

　　【All living things have something they want, and this pursuit is the real prison that binds them】

 【Arctic Ziwei Emperor longs for the Taoist couple's revival】

 【The Antarctic Immortal Emperor is eager to practice his own path】

[But I don’t have the extravagant expectations they have for external things. If I want to revive Awa in a completely safe environment, I can only take risks myself and take them out of the six realms. As for how long I can delay, to be honest, I don’t know. Not sure-]

  【This is an unknown period of time, but it is also a rare respite for you】

  【Go and bring Awa back, brat】

 【Then, in the absence of Beidi and Anji, create your own power and fame】

[Strengthen yourself and ascend to the realm of Yuzun. You should be able to feel it. Even if you are already at the peak of the True Monarch and even have the means to escape from the realm of great masters, you can ascend to the realm of Yu at any time as long as you are willing. , but facing the fight between me and Beidi Antarctica, there is still no room for intervention]

 【However, you have Yuqing Qi, at least you can move freely】

　　【Not like an ant who is crushed to death without the ability to resist】

[Boy, the best I can do is to delay time. Anji is completely unkillable, but Beidi’s sword is stronger than mine. After a while, Beidi and Anji will return. What you did during this period of time What you do will definitely attract the attention of Antarctica. If you cannot truly master the realm of imperial control during this period, you will die at the hands of Antarctica later.]

　　　【No one will offer you incense then】

[Yes, I have set up a stage for you to display your strength and become famous in the six worlds, but it has also pushed you to the forefront of the storm. If you can't help but step back, you will eventually fall directly under the gaze of Antarctica. Whether you resent me or thank me, I don’t care]

  【Ha, I think it’s probably more complaints】

[After all, what you want to do is to travel around the world like your teacher, without caring about worldly affairs. I pushed you on this path. It seems natural for you to complain about me, but it is useless to complain because I am stronger than you. , because I am not only a master, but also an extreme, I can naturally control your future trajectory] ˆ ˆ ˆ The tone is full of triumphant sarcasm.

Even at this time, even if he had provided some kind of help, Fuxi's tone was as always arousing anger and hatred in people's hearts. He didn't seem to like anyone expressing gratitude to him. At this moment, there were so many words in the text. There is teasing—

 【If you don’t want your destiny to be affected and controlled forever, then you should become a rock】

　　【Or, you yourself become a storm that affects the common people and the situation in the six realms】!

  【Let the world dance with you】

[No matter what you are thinking in your heart, hold on to your resentment or complaints against me, and then walk through this seat. Of course, I have left you some gifts, some practical 'surprises'. I hope you can take good care of me. Use it, I hope that when Antarctic and Beidi return, you will have become the emperor】

 【At least, have the qualifications of a royal master】

[In addition, there is no need to hide anything, just tell Awa as much as you can. Don’t think of your mother as too weak. She is the original **** and my sister. Keeping everything in the dark is just contempt for her. The original snake god, the source of man and god, has the qualification to know the truth of all things]

 Qi Wuhuo's expression was slightly condensed.

 Fuxi doesn’t care about his image in Emperor Wa’s heart, which means...

 Did he really have a death wish?

  turned to the second page.

  【Don't worry about me】

[Back then, the Northern Taoist monk was not dead. What I needed at that time was for the North Pole to join the war, not to fight to the death with the North Pole. At that time, the Antarctic Changsheng could save him, but unfortunately, the Anji was being locked up by Taiyi. I will save her true spirit. I’m hiding, Arctic Ziwei Emperor won’t kill me]

　　【Even if you become an imperial concubine, I will always retain Fu Xiliu who is qualified to beat you】

　　　…………”

Qi Wuhuo remained silent for a long time, then raised his fingers and rubbed the center of his brow.

Words conveyed emotions, and he seemed to see with his own eyes the blue-shirted scribe spreading his hands in front of him with a half-smiling smile.

He wanted to summon flames to burn the letter directly, but after a pause, he gave up the idea.

 I have no idea whether what Fuxi said is true or false.

But no matter what, one thing can be confirmed, that is, Fuxi's trip will inevitably take great risks. He said that he kept the true spirit of the Beidi Taoist couple, but Qi Wuhuo's understanding of the Arctic Exorcism Institute and Beidi You know, Beidi could have broken Fuxi's arms and tail and then imprisoned and tortured him.

  In other words, draw out the true spirit, suppress the soul, and ask questions forcefully.

I don’t know when Fuxi will come back; I don’t know if he will eventually die in battle or if he will just breathe.

 But, it is true that He did everything he could to delay time.

Yu Zun...

 A hint of determination appeared in Qi Wuhuo's mood.

The Taoist pursed his lips, put the letter away, turned around and was about to leave, paused, looked over at Destroy the Buddha and Kill the Emperor, and said, "What gift is he talking about?"

Qi Wuhuo didn't even know whether the gift Fuxi mentioned was good or bad for him.

It's still some kind of hidden danger.

 It is Fuxi after all.

"Um?"

The blue-shirted scribe was stunned for a moment, and then after thinking for a long time, he pointed at himself hesitantly and said: "Well, if it is a treasure, I can be regarded as the top magic weapon, Taikoo. A magical weapon that can destroy Buddhas and kill emperors, is it considered a treasure?"

Then when he saw the man seemed to be drawing his sword to chop him down, his scalp went numb and he replied:

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, I remember it, I remember it!"

“Your Majesty Fuxi seems to be taking care of a child in the human world during this period of time.”

“In other words, in a family of three, the child is the second oldest.”

  “For Erlang.”

  ………

 “Ahem, Erlang? What’s wrong with you?”

 The sea of ​​clouds was lowered, the wind and clouds were sweeping, and the sound of thunder swept across all directions.

　　　Seems to be alarmed, and also seems to be swept by the storm.

In the courtyard of the human world, the young man who had always been in poor health coughed violently and called to the young man in the room. The young man had cold eyebrows and raised his head to look at the sky. He stared at the sky and saw the sea of ​​clouds rolling in. I saw the roar of thunder, but finally lost sight of the figure of the blue-shirted scribe.

He tried to open his eyes wide enough to see with all his eyesight!

In the end, it just made my eyes sore. I closed my eyes and said:

 “Brother, let’s go.”

 “Let’s go? What’s wrong?”

The young man in white clothes said puzzledly: "Didn't Sir, didn't you say who would come?"

The fourteen-year-old boy Erlang replied: "I can never really listen to everything you say, sir."

“Besides, if Sir goes to the sky to fight like this, it’s hard to say whether the first ones to find us will be the one he mentioned, or the other enemies.”

 He is very sober and rational, not at all like a child of his age.

He found a strong pole, packed everything and put it in it. Then he carried his eldest brother on his back and put his third sister on his chest. Then he picked up the pole and strode deeper into the world of mortals, saying: "Although there are immortals and gods in heaven, there are masters such as Qiu Wushuang and Wu Dui in the world, and there are hundreds of schools of thought."

“Once inside the city, even the gods can’t do anything.”

“When the time comes, I can support you and Sanmei by working.”

An expectant smile appeared on young Erlang’s face:

“Let’s rent a cheaper yard, let Third Sister go to school, and then I will do more work.”

 “I can cure you.”

 “Then we can live a good life forever.”

 “That’s good, that’s good…”

 (End of this chapter)