Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

"Each of the nine immortal sects has its own background. If it's not necessary, our immortal sects naturally don't have to fight to the death."

These words are not entirely an excuse to stabilize Xuantianzong.

If the other eight immortal sects could unite, it would be no problem to deal with a Xuantian sect, but the immortal sects were also competing for incense.

From the perspective of the Nine Great Immortals, their real enemy is each other, not the Great Yan Dynasty, or the Wu Shengren.

Elder Sun sighed slightly in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

"How did the matter come to light at this critical moment? Who secretly notified the people of Dao Dao Sect? But in the hands of Emperor Yonghe, there is also a Human King Sword that can carry and manifest luck?"

The timing of exposure is important.

If according to Xuantianzong's plan, after everything is done and the headmaster of Xuantianzong returns from Zhongzhou before being exposed, then even if there is a price to pay afterwards, it will be worth it.

But now...

The elders looked at each other, and there was already a decision in their eyes.

...................

In the main hall of the Taoist temple.

As Emperor Yonghe drew his sword, all the immortals in the hall fell silent.

Even the tree that was restrained in the air by an invisible force just now fell slowly and landed on the hall.

Although Taoist Chiyang didn't quite understand what happened, after the fairy statue fell into silence, he didn't dare to act rashly, and just waited for the elder to send a message.

For a while, the hall fell into a brief calm.

"Just now what Qiao Zhong said, as a king, I can't kneel down, but why did I really want to bow my head to the immortal gate..." Emperor Yonghe held the king's sword in his hand, and said silently in his heart.

Although he didn't want to, but in his opinion, this matter really had to be done.

The existence of Renwang Jian was just a desperate gamble in desperation, he was not even [-]% sure, it was not some elaborate plan.

If Wang Jian hadn't manifested luck, he wouldn't be sure whether the theory of luck was true, so he could only bow down to the immortals of Xuantianzong in this Taoist temple.

So what Qiao Mu said was actually correct.

He did have the intention of kneeling down to worship the immortals in his heart, but this time it was just luck...

Is it really luck?

Emperor Yonghe couldn't help but glanced at the trees falling from the sky, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

Although Emperor Yonghe had thoughts in his heart, he was in a dangerous place, ready to worship God with the emperor's honor, so as to verify the truth of the theory of luck.

And the awakening of this man Wang Jian, is it because he, as Emperor Yan, is in a dangerous situation?

Maybe, maybe... not just because of him.

This human king sword, before it became a symbol of imperial power and enjoyed incense and offerings, was also a sword of a top martial artist.

In other words, this sword has both the attributes of a warrior's blade and the luck of a country.

The time when Emperor Yonghe noticed the movement of the sword in his arms was not the time when he, the emperor, was pointed out by thousands of people, shouted and worshiped God in unison, and was about to bow down.

It was when the white-haired warrior brazenly broke into the hall, smashed the statue, and uttered bold words.

"The fate of the Human King Sword manifested not only because I was persecuted by the immortal, but also because Qiao Zhong's martial arts will coincided with the former Taizu's martial arts will, and then 'awakened' the sword?"

This thought flashed across Emperor Yonghe's mind, and he squinted his eyes unconsciously.

And at this time.

Several rainbow lights flew one after the other and landed on the main hall. It was Qing Daoist of Daoist sect.As well as Elder Sun and Elder Tianxing of Xuantianzong.

As soon as these immortal cultivators entered the hall, their gazes immediately fell on that man Wang Jian, their eyes showed fear, and they didn't get too close.

"Emperor Yonghe, this is the end of the matter of worshiping the gods. This is a reckless act by the members of the Xuantian Sect. It has nothing to do with our immortal sect. Now the matter is over." Taoist Qing spoke first, with a mild tone:

"Would you like to return to the Imperial Capital of Zhongzhou with me?"

Elder Sun and the others behind Qingyi were not very good-looking, but they had no objection, obviously they had negotiated terms with Qingyi.

It's just that when he was speaking, Elder Sun's eyes fell on Emperor Yonghe's face, as if he wanted to judge something from his expression.

The Human King Sword in Emperor Yonghe's arms was indeed beyond their expectations.

This made him secretly suspect, is this Qing Daoist from the Dao Sect also another back-hand of Emperor Yonghe, because he has long been secretly familiar with other immortal sects?

It's just that Elder Sun didn't see anything from Emperor Yonghe's face, so he couldn't judge.

Emperor Yonghe breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally he would not refuse.

Although he holds the Human King Sword in his hand, he is still in a weak position in front of Xianmen, but now he is somewhat of a bargaining chip.

"So..."

Once the matter of Emperor Yonghe was settled, the attention of these immortal cultivators fell on the surroundings of the hall.

At this time, the assassins of Wujihui had already been under the siege of Taoist Chiyang and other immortal cultivators.

And those pilgrims who survived the fight have already been planted with seeds by Xuantianzong, so there will be no trouble.

The only one who survived was Qiao Zhong who blatantly smashed the statue just now.

"This person blasphemes the gods and gods, he should be punished." Elder Sun thought about it, and just as he made a move, he heard Emperor Yonghe step forward.

"Mysterious elders of Xuantianzong, wait a minute."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Elder Sun's eyes were cold:

"The emperor in the world thinks that he is lucky, so he is not what he used to be? Do you want to keep this person?"

Although they don't want to get lucky, it is an indisputable fact that the Immortal Gate is strong and the Great Yan Court is weak.

Being unwilling to force Emperor Yonghe to worship God now does not mean that there are no other ways to deal with Emperor Yonghe in the future.

Qing Daoist glanced at the shattered statue, and his eyes were slightly cold:

"This person has indeed made a big mistake and must not live."

What Qiao Mu smashed was the statue of Xuantianzong, but in terms of this matter, Taoist Qing naturally stood on the side of Xianmen.

A mortal warrior who blasphemes immortals and gods must not live!

"Why does he need the emperor to protect him?" Qiao Mu was also anxious:

"I, Qiao Zhong, have long put life and death aside, and I only wish that I could not reveal the true colors of you and other strangers as soon as possible!"

Let's talk, let's talk, don't joke about saving lives.

Emperor Yonghe was also slightly silent.

"This person conspired with the members of the Martial Arts Association to kill the king, which is an unforgivable crime." He said:

"According to the law of Great Yan, he should be thrown into the sky prison, and then beheaded for public display."

Emperor Yonghe knew very well that this man named Qiao Zhong really wanted to assassinate him.

The assassination attempt failed only because the Qingming Mountain Range was the territory of the Xuantian Sect, so it was impossible for him to catch it.

If it weren't for the wind barrier spell cast by the cultivators of Xuantianzong, with the sudden burst of speed of the tree, Chu Xing might not be able to stop him. He might really die.

For an assassin who wants to assassinate him, no matter what kind of intention he has, Emperor Yonghe will naturally not feel kind.

Moreover, he suspected that he was compatible with Taizu's martial arts will, and resonated with the King's sword, which also made him feel a little jealous.

According to his speculation, this is only because of the fit of martial arts will, and there is no other deeper meaning.

But there is a knot in my heart after all.

"The country of Great Flame cannot be given over to someone else, let alone someone else..." Thoughts surged in his heart.

Qiao Mu heaved a sigh of relief.

Just now he almost changed his mind about Emperor Yonghe, but he didn't expect that this person is really a good person, and he didn't even think about saving his life.

Arbor must die.

This is the consensus reached between Emperor Yonghe and the two great immortal sects.

As for who will kill and punish, it is a matter of face.

"This matter... is fine." Elder Sun made a decision:

"Friend Qing, once you enter the imperial capital, I ask you to supervise this matter on your behalf."

Anyway, he is just a daring ordinary warrior, as long as he dies.

As for who should be executed...they don't mind selling him Emperor Dayan's face at this juncture.

After the matter of worshiping the gods was abandoned halfway, now Xuantianzong is about to face the wrath of other immortal sects, and he has no spare time to care about him.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist." Qing Taoist also nodded.

If Yonghe Emperor Yang violated the law and released people secretly, it would naturally be impossible for him to supervise.

Such things as blasphemy to the immortal gods offend all the cultivators of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, so naturally there is no way to survive.

The two people agreed so simply that Emperor Yonghe was also taken aback.

Originally, he just wanted to have a fight with the other party, so as to judge how deterrent the king sword in his hand is to the immortal sect.

I didn't expect them to agree so quickly.

Emperor Yonghe pressed the Renwang sword in his hand, suddenly a little lost in thought.

Since he succeeded to the throne, this is the first time he can bargain with the people of Xianmen face to face, right?

..................

a few days later.

A mountain village in Nanzhou.

A round of red sun shone brightly, rising from the clouds, illuminating the mountains and ravines, and piercing through the faint mist among the mountains.

Wu Qiankun walked slowly on the path in the mountains, his trouser legs were wet with dew on the grass.

A cemetery was faintly visible in front of him, and a gray-haired man could be vaguely seen doing something on the tombstone in front of the grave with his head lowered.

Taking a closer look, the gray-haired man was using his index finger as a knife to write on the tombstone.

"Tomb of Wu Qizheng".

"Father." Wu Qiankun stopped, bowed slightly and said respectfully.

"You don't need to call me adoptive father, there are no more Wu Shengren in this world." Wu Shengren said flatly.

The 85-year-old man was talking to himself at the tombstone:

"Wu Qizheng, as I said long ago, 'positive' is your Achilles' heel."

"That's why you will definitely use 'Flesh and Blood' to pretend to be me and die for me. Even in your mind, you didn't die for me."

"The current martial arts is not as good as the immortal way, so your death can buy time for me and the martial arts."

Wu Qiankun was silent for a while, and asked:

"Father, I still don't quite understand, is Wu Qizheng's sacrifice worth it?"

"Although Wu Qizheng's ranking is not high, but he is best at the thaumaturgy of "Flesh and Blood". He should do more."

"Why didn't the foster father enter the immortal sect himself and forcefully kill the Emperor Yonghe?"

As the 72 sages selected from the [-] disciples of Wu Shengren, each of them has at least one talent or unique skill that surpasses Wu Shengren.

Wu Qizheng, ranked 72th among the 70 sages, his best unique skill is "Flesh and Blood".

The so-called thaumaturgy "Flesh and Blood" was originally created by Wu Shengren, but the person who fully deduced it was Wu Qizheng.

Just talking about the degree of mastery of "Flesh and Blood" by martial artists in this world, Wu Qizheng is the first, followed by Wu Shengren.

The one who died under the thunder was Wu Qizheng who disguised himself as a martial sage through his flesh and blood, not the martial sage himself.

As for Wu Shengren himself, in fact, he did not appear on the Qingyun Temple that day at all.

Ever since Mo Mingzhi, the envoy of Xingxuan from the previous generation, learned that Emperor Yonghe had arrived at Qingyun Temple.

Before Wu Shengren, there are only two options left:

Either give up at this point, or directly enter the Qingyun Temple and kill Yonghe Emperor by force.

Wu Shengren chose the former and gave up his plan to assassinate the emperor.