I Am Immortal

Chapter 617: The Lord of the Fire Department—Change!

 After the younger generation meets the elders for the first time, the elders should give some greeting gifts.

This is an unwritten default rule. Ordinary families only give some rare gadgets that are not easy to see in the past, just to get luck, have fun, and liven up the atmosphere. Practitioners in Xuanmen, on the other hand, Most of them give some Qi refining formulas and customary magic weapons.

Emperor Zhu Ling specially asked Yang Jian to come over to serve tea. There is no doubt that he also had this idea.

 He knows his own business.

Although he is already at the limit of the imperial realm, the only thing he can teach Yang Jian is this magical martial arts. As for this martial arts, it is actually raised by nature and created by nature. There is no other way and cannot be taught to Yang Jian. .

 He thinks highly of this boy and likes him very much.

 In fact, he couldn't find ordinary imperial-level exercises, or even those directly referring to great-level exercises.

 Since you want to practice, you should naturally practice the highest and best.

From Zhu Ling's perspective, the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor, who has become more and more famous in recent days, is undoubtedly the best choice, and Qi Wuhuo happily agreed. However, at this time, the young man Yang Jian said: "This junior wants to ask for a panacea."

 Emperor Zhu Ling hesitated.

Yang Jian cupped his hands, gave a deep salute, and said: "Brother, he has taken care of me and my third sister since we were young. Now that I have grown up, my eldest brother suffers from illness every day and is miserable every day, so the younger generation wants to learn from you." Asking for a pill, hoping to save my eldest brother..."

 Emperor Zhu Ling had anger in his eyes, but after hearing this reason, he could do nothing.

The Taoist asked gently: "Are you sure?"

Yang Jian said: "I know that my benefactor is at a very high level. I think your skills must be extremely mysterious and have the power to penetrate the sky and penetrate the sun. However, the skills can be found again and the realm can be cultivated again. The younger brother only has this one." ”

"I can't say, let me practice walking as fast as flying and practice my skills here."

 “My eldest brother is suffering from pain every day.”

“Even if there is a chance to find the elixir in the future, what if we can’t find it?”

After the young man bowed prostrate, the Taoist sighed and said, "He is a good boy."

 “Don’t worry, don’t worry.”

"I have my own solution for your brother's matter. I was going to help heal him, so you don't have to worry." His voice paused and he said with a smile: "I originally wanted to teach you the technique now. But looking at you like this, I guess you have no intention of practicing, so let’s go.”

 “Heal your elder brother’s injuries first.”

So Yang Jian was overjoyed.

He trotted forward and took Qi Wuhuo to the side of the yard. The sun was warm and there was a deck chair made by Yang Jian himself. A young man with a gentle expression who was somewhat similar to Yang Jian sat on the deck chair, teasing his arms. My sister, when she heard the movement, raised her eyes and said in surprise: "Second brother, and Mr. Zhu, this is..."

 Qi Wuhuo looked at the reincarnation of the Supreme Lord of Justice.

 In other words, it cannot be said that he has been reincarnated—

The Judiciary's moves and methods at that time were all too cruel.

 Jizhen Jun was cut into pieces along with his soul. Even though he was reincarnated under the protection of Taiyi Kutianzun, his soul was restrained and his past experiences were almost nonexistent. Even if he was reincarnated, his flesh and blood were still implicated.

 Looking at the reincarnation of the Supreme Lord of Justice, he saw the Taoist over there smiling gently.

Standing between heaven and earth, but seeming to be separated from it, I feel like a person in a painting, and he said gently:

 “No other.”

 “Just an old friend whom I have never met.”

The young man's expression suddenly fell into a trance. There was a slight sting on his forehead. When the wind blew, the trees swayed, and the sound was as fine as water. The gentle Taoist in front of him seemed to be just a man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old. A young man, but he himself was wearing silver armor, holding a weapon, and looked high-spirited.

The young Taoist's robe was stained with blood and he was holding a sword in one hand.

 

However, the leaves fell, covering the sight in front of me. When I was still in a daze, I saw that the young Taoist priest I saw in front of me was clearly a young Taoist priest with a wooden hairpin and a gentle temperament. His temperament lacked the sharpness and sharpness of the young Taoist priest. But there is more silence than the still water flows deep.

The young man looked startled, and suddenly sat up. His expression was excited, but it seemed that his breath was affected by the disease. He coughed violently, his face turned pale, but his eyes turned dark. Yang Jian suddenly became nervous, and the Taoist sleeves and robes swept over him. After calming down the young man's breath and mind, he sat down again.

 But there were extremely strong and complex emotions in the young man's eyes.

The Taoist sat next to him and said gently: "No need to say it, no need to say it, I know it."

“I am more or less familiar with the art of Qihuang, and I am here to heal your injuries today…”

 Qi Wuhuo stretched out his hand and pressed it on the young man's body, and his majestic soul swept over him.

But at this time, Laojun Kunpeng, who was guarding this place outside, bumped into a man who was running straight towards this place. With Laojun's level, the maze he had laid out was actually impossible. Completely covering up the divine will of this human race.

　　After changing the formation several times, the guy still walked straight towards this place.

 This is the human world.

Secondly, he followed the orders of the Supreme God Emperor Taiyi and came down to earth together with the Zhenwudang Demon Emperor Qi Wuzhuo. He should not use more divine power and means, let alone do more killings for no reason.

 As a last resort, Mr. Kunpeng had no choice but to reveal himself.

 “You fellow, stop quickly!”

The man still didn’t stop and kept walking forward.

Kunpeng said: "You Taoist, stop!"

He stopped in front of the man, and the man walked to the left, blocking the right side, and then moved to the left. Kunpeng, who couldn't use too many magical powers, was annoyed, and finally blocked the front. , but saw this Taoist who looked to be in his thirties or forties, dressed in black, with a free and easy expression, thick black eyebrows, and a pair of dark eyes, like glass, which made him feel alive at a glance.

Kunpeng stopped him and asked, "Who are you?"

"Pindao, Pindao is an ordinary ascetic who lives in a hut in the mountains. His name is just a code name."

"But if you really want to call me, you can call me this."

The man paused and spoke, cadenced and confidently:

 “You, me!”

Kunpeng:"???"

　　…………

Qi Wuhuo had a general understanding of Brother Yang Jian's injuries. After a little exploration, he found out that the crux of the problem was not the decay of flesh and blood, but the cracks in the soul, which caused the flesh and blood to not respond to the soul. It was difficult to deal with it. It's difficult, but it's easy to say.

 The Taoist wrote an edict.

After a while, the God of Yinsi Nether appeared with a gourd. The gourd contained the special product of Yinsi Nether, which was the water from the deepest source of Huangquan. As long as it had not been seasoned by Mrs. Meng, there would be no water. The ability to forget the past and restore the soul.

 That day, the Dragon King used this object to restore a certain amount of his soul.

The Dragon King was also at the high level at his peak. If it was effective for the Dragon King, it would also be the same for the reincarnation of the True Lord of Justice. However, he was reincarnated into a body of flesh and blood and had not even practiced the techniques that were popular in the human world at this time. He needed to Drink it in portions.

Yang Jian watched his eldest brother drink the [medicine soup] and quickly fell asleep.

But the breath gradually stabilized, and the expression on his face also relaxed. It was different from the previous frowning and faintly painful look even when he was sleeping. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, saluted and thanked him again, and the Taoist smiled and asked: "If that's the case, can you tell me about it?"

"There is no need to shirk the blame any more. It was a decision I made before I came here to save your elder brother."

“What do you want to achieve now in your practice?”

Yang Jian looked at his eldest brother who was asleep and finally had a good dream. He recalled what Emperor Zhu Ling said that his eldest brother was beheaded and died in his previous life.

He also recalled the beheaded Judicial God. The scenery on the path of spiritual practice has not yet been seen. The magnificent, stormy and treacherous side has been revealed, like standing on the top of a mountain before heavy rain and snow, watching the dark sea of ​​clouds. Rolling over my face, I don't know where I am. I don't know if I will walk to the road ahead or fall off the cliff if I take a step.

 He clenched his fists and replied softly: "I want..."

 “The method that makes you invulnerable to swords and guns, indestructible in all calamities, and makes your body indestructible and becomes an immortal.”

 He paused and whispered:

 “The kind of skill that won’t get you beheaded.”

 Emperor Zhu Ling looked at this stubborn brat who failed to live up to his expectations.

　　Nearly slapped him in the face.

 That’s the reason? !

If I had known better, I would not have taken him to heaven, and if I had not seen the scene of Judiciary being beheaded, I would not have made such a choice. The lineage of the Sanqing Taoist ancestors is not famous for its physical cultivation, but for its Qi and elixir. , with utensils, symbols, and methods.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist laughed and said, "Just right."

“I have a technique that can meet your requirements.”

"You worship me now, and you have the aptitude and qualifications to practice this way. I will tell you this method." "Taking the alchemy method as the inner part, the Qi Qi as the top, and the ninety-nine refining elements, it is my own creation, but ...You have to go take a look outside first.”

 He reached out and patted the young man Yang Jian on the shoulder, indicating to go outside.

The voices of arguments outside have become noisy. One of them is Old Lord Kunpeng. The other voice is very familiar to both Qi Wuhuo and Zhu Ling. Even Zhu Ling, the always cold and arrogant leader of the Heavenly Fire Department, has his eyes open. In twitching.

The Taoist opened the door and walked out. He saw Lao Jun arguing with the Taoist who was in his thirties or forties.

 It’s just that Laojun is at a disadvantage.

However, the Taoist seemed to have used his words to annoy Laojun, who had been in the heaven for several eons. Or maybe he couldn't say anything, so Laojun felt so tight in his heart that he simply waved his old fist, which made the Taoist's eyes come up. After a moment, the latter laughed loudly: "Isn't it true that I can't say it?"

 “What are you anxious about?”

Kunpeng: "...it was you who was here first and made such nonsense!"

The Taoist in black smiled half-heartedly: "But, who asked you to set up a maze here?!"

Kunpeng was slightly surprised.

That's not a maze, it's just: "Can you see through my tricks?"

The black-robed Taoist lazily said: "No, my father-in-law, you are so arrogant that I can't see through it. But it's a pity that although your realm is high, you don't understand everything in this world as well as I do. I can feel that this world is not coordinated enough." , not natural enough, I know I am wrong.”

Kunpeng became more and more surprised.

The black-robed Taoist immediately said: "Anyway, why are you blocking the road here?"

 “You came out after just one try. It doesn’t seem to be a good thing.”

Kunpeng hesitated for a moment, then waved his sleeves and scolded:

"There is no need to talk about my affairs with a little human being like you."

The black-robed Taoist lazily said, "Oh? It seems like it's really not a good thing."

"Let me tell you, there is a senior here. He is Zhenren Yin, one of the two great ancestors of Louguan Taoism today. He can go to Tianque to listen to Laozi's sermons. If you don't leave, you will come later. You are no match for Master Er Yin!"

As he spoke, he shouted: "Uncle, uncle!"

“Come out quickly, your weak and old nephew will be killed if you don’t come out!”

 “Uncle Master, Uncle Master!”

Emperor Zhuling raised his hand to cover his forehead, his forehead twitched, and said word by word:

 “Zhuang Zhou, give me—”

 “Stop! Mouth!”

“Hahaha, uncle, are you here?”

The black-robed Taoist turned around and laughed, and immediately saw the young Taoist who looked to be in his early twenties over there. The free and easy and open-minded expression on his face froze. He seemed to be looking at the Taoist in disbelief, with a complicated and moved expression on his face, and finally the corner of his mouth Hey.

It seemed that he was the old master in front of him, but he knew that his master belonged to that era, that unique era that was formed by destiny. When the master left, he would no longer be the old master sitting in front of the nine monuments. .

However, I was happy to meet again. I bowed deeply, and my expression changed from free and casual to gentle and solemn:

 “You’re back…”

 He smiled: "You are much younger than before."

Qi Wuhuo looked at Zhuang Zhou, who was in his thirties or forties, and said, "You look older than me."

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "Are you old? I don't think so."

“Zhou felt that my state of mind was the same as when I first met you.”

"My heart is as strong as ever. How can you say I'm old?"

 He took two steps forward.

Then he rushed behind Qi Wuhuo and Zhu Ling, popped up his head, flicked his finger, pointed at the dumbfounded old man over there, and whispered: "Master and uncle, this guy put you here This place has been sealed off, and it looks like they have bad intentions at first glance.”

 Then he shouted at the old man over there: "Master blocking the door, don't bully me, a young man."

 “Here, these two are very energetic.”

 “You try it with these two!”

 “Come on you!”

However, Emperor Zhu Ling lifted up the collar with his backhand and threw it to one side, saying: "...Noisy, why are you looking for me?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "Master said that you have been out for a long time. If you don't go back this year to teach the disciples, he will come out with a sword."

Emperor Zhu Ling rubbed his eyebrows and glanced at the old man. He didn't say anything. The old man only gave a slight salute and explained with a smile that he actually came here with Qi Wuhuo. Zhu Ling reluctantly nodded. , invited them all in. After that, Emperor Zhu Ling said he wanted to think about the answer.

In the next few days, Qi Wuhuo taught the young man's self-created skills here. Firstly, it was because of Emperor Zhu Ling, and secondly, because the young Taoist was born with a good understanding and the Taoist also appreciated his nature. Thirdly, Fuxi valued him.

 For this third reason, only the word Fuxi can be used.

The old man was guarding the door before, but now he walked in openly and openly. But for some reason, the old man was very interested in Zhuang Zhou. He stared at him for a long time, talking to him about everything. Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.

Brother Yang Jian’s injuries have gradually recovered.

Under the nourishment of the water of the underworld, the soul's injuries have gradually recovered, and the body is not so painful. In the past few days, I have gradually been able to walk around. I have gradually practiced the method of laying the foundation for entry. One day, the injuries on my body will gradually fade away. Recover.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged on the futon, his breathing gradually becoming longer and longer. After taking the elixir, his Qi gradually moved towards the path of the Taoist channel.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the young man Yang Jian's introduction to Kung Fu.

 Feeling the aura of Emperor Zhu Ling on one side, he said: "Fellow Taoist."

Emperor Zhu Ling looked at Yang Jian and said, "Thank you very much, Qi Wuhuo."

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "It doesn't have to be like this."

He said gently: "Jian'er is a good boy with a very high level of understanding. Among the people I have met, he is also among the best. And if he adds perseverance and perseverance, he will have a bright future."

 Emperor Zhu Ling sighed and said, "Yes."

“In the past, I always felt that the lifespan of human beings was short, and just one trance lasted their whole life, but now I feel that although their lifespan is short, they are all like blazing fire, brilliant and dazzling...Master, Yang Jianta.”

 “Can you surpass me in the future?”

The Taoist looked at the great **** of heaven on one side and lowered his eyes to the young man who was meditating quietly there. His black hair ponytail fell down his shoulders and his expression was determined. He thought for a while and replied: "If his heart is not broken, if he is still unparalleled in perseverance." , maybe a big one.”

 He cannot guarantee it.

Just like the three Taoist ancestors back then, they could not guarantee that their disciples would be great.

Emperor Zhu Ling smiled and said: "I will wait for that day. Thank you very much, fellow Taoist. As for the answer..."

“Zhenwu, do you know why during this period of time, the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor and the Jiutian Yingyuan Thunder Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord have often come to look for me?”

 “Because of fellow Taoist’s fighting power?”

Emperor Zhu Ling laughed: "Hahahaha, combat power? No, no, no, that's not the case."

He seemed to be sighing a little, and said: "You should also know that by swallowing taboo things such as blood sea elixirs, the true monarch of Tianshu Academy can break through the realm and climb to the emperor's realm, although it is quite If you cut off your own path, your foundation will be broken after a period of time, and you will die within a thousand years."

"But after all, there is a way to obtain this level of combat power. And with the power of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, the dead in battle can also be reincarnated. Under special circumstances, he can draw out a team of subordinate warriors with the strength of the emperor. General, at that time, although I could defeat three or five of them, it was of no great significance..."

“The real value lies in the best among all the immortals and gods in the heaven.”

 “Yes, the Ministry of Fire!”

“It lies in the countless generals and inheritances under the command of the Fire Department, and the power of the Fire Department in the great road of heaven and earth. It is precisely because of this that the Antarctic Immortal Emperor is so persistent..."

Qi Wuhuo recalled what the Jade Emperor had said before. It is best to draw immortal gods from the fighting, thunder, and fire departments. Both the foundation and the means are extraordinary and comparable.

 Emperor Zhu Ling suddenly smiled.

Hand hand spreads out, and suddenly a blazing fire appears in the void, spreading out layers of fire.

This flame was majestic, boundless and majestic, and finally turned into a seal.

 The once extremely proud God said lightly: "Now."

 “The person of the Lord of Fire.”

 “It’s yours.”

 (End of this chapter)