I am immortal

Yunqin is worried.

A pair of eyes widened as he looked at the human world. His usually carefree face was filled with boredom. Even the old scalper didn't notice when he came to him, until the old bull stretched out his hand and patted Yun. Qin's shoulder, the girl was startled and shrank.

Then he realized it was the old scalper, turned around, glared at the old scalper in annoyance, and said: "Uncle Niu, what are you doing?!"

"Scared me!"

The old scalper couldn't help laughing and said, "Why did I scare you?"

"You are obviously in a daze. I don't know how many times I yelled for you. You couldn't even hear me when I yelled so loudly. Don't even bother to pay attention to me. You didn't even look back. What on earth were you thinking about? ah?"

"Come on, come on, Uncle Niu brought you the Baihua Nectar from your Baihua Fairy sister, your favorite."

Yun Qin's eyes lit up and he said, "Hundred Flower Honey, Uncle Niu, where did you come from?"

The old scalper said proudly: "Of course it's for gambling. That kid Kui Mulang has a bunch of it under the bed, and he talks nonsense and refuses to share some of it. He is really stingy."

"Hmph, I said I had a portrait of Baihuaxi in my hand and asked him to gamble with me. This kid said he was unwilling at first, but in the end he couldn't help but came to me with itching and unbearable? Huh, What methods do you, Uncle Niu, use, what kind of behavior does this kid have? I will do this first, then this..."

"Haha, didn't this kid lose?"

Yun Qin looked at the beaming old scalper and saw him talking about his proud deeds. Just like in the past, he accurately found the blind spot of the problem. He was puzzled and said:

"A portrait of Sister Baihuashy? Uncle Niu, how could you have this?"

The old scalper's voice faltered.

Immediately he said: "Of course it's a lie...cough cough cough, I mean, don't ask too much about adults' matters, just eat your snacks."

Seeing that the girl liked her, the old scalper was very proud and laughed loudly and said:

"How about it? It's not worse than what that boy Wuhuo gave you, right?"

Then he saw the smile on Yun Qin's face froze, his whole body drooped, and he sighed.

The corner of the old scalper's mouth twitched.

I wish I could slap myself in the face.

Oh my gosh, this lousy mouth!

Tell you to speak more!

Why do you have so many mouths? !

Yun Qin looked at the clouds lingering in the world and said, "Uncle Niu, has it been sixty years?"

The old scalper replied: "It's only been four or five years. If it's a year, it will take more than a dozen forty-five years."

Yun Qin put the snack aside, rested his chin on his hands, sighed, and said:

"Why does time go by so slowly?"

"Obviously, time passed so fast in the past. Look at the clouds and the wind, and before you know it, a year has passed. How does it feel that only a few years have passed even though a long period has passed?"

Yunqin said: "Uncle Niu, how long is a sixty-year-old?"

The old scalper thought for a while. He replied: "Look at a person in the human world who can't even walk steadily. In the end, his hair will turn gray and he won't be able to walk evenly. He's probably only a dozen years old."

Yun Qin asked again: "Then how long is three hundred years?"

The old scalper replied: "In the era of fighting among various countries eight thousand years ago, a country went from being heroic in the early years of its establishment to a prosperous age, then various problems gradually became apparent, and finally various It will take three hundred years for the cause to be overthrown and then destroyed.”

He looked at the girl in front of him.

Yunqin was born eight thousand years ago, but was attacked by Qing Jingwei when Weaver Girl was pregnant. After Yunqin was born, his soul was unstable and was sealed in ten thousand years of black ice. It took thousands of years to truly restore his soul. The time of growth was already the time when Weaver Girl and Cowherd were all named Star Lords, which was only more than three hundred years ago.

The old scalper said kindly in his eyes: "Three hundred years..."

"It can be regarded as Yunqin, the total time of all these experiences that you remember clearly."

The girl responded.

All time since consciousness.

She suddenly understood more clearly that this was a very long separation.

The old scalper sighed in his heart. For Yun Qin, it was indeed his first experience to say goodbye to a friend for such a long time. It must have been extremely uncomfortable. He looked at the girl sitting there with her head down. His eyebrows were saying something, and he couldn't help but feel concern for the junior in his heart, and he was about to comfort him.

The old scalper moved his ears and heard clearly what the girl was saying. He grinded his teeth and said:

"Damn it, Wu Huo, you didn't tell me, what period of time, is this a period of time?!"

"You wait, when you come back, I will definitely..."

"I must bite you hard!"

Yunqin grinded his teeth in annoyance.

The old scalper was speechless.

This girl of my own has a really big heart and won't just be immersed in loneliness and sadness.

For that person, it was just a matter of separation for a while.

The more Yun Qin thought about it, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the more he thought about it. Finally, he patted Yun Qi in annoyance, picked up a sword in his right hand, turned around, and said, "Don't look at it, let's go!"

The old scalper was startled and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go practice!"

The old scalper gasped deliberately and said, "You want to practice?! Did you eat the wrong snack today?"

"You actually took the initiative to practice?!"

"Of course -" the girl raised her sword, lowered her eyes like Beidi's, looked at the world through the sea of ​​clouds, and said: "This is the thirty-third heavenly palace in the sky. Troops are starting to form up everywhere. The Privy Council is even more tense, and the world is also sealed off. They must be competing with Wuhu, and Wuhu didn't tell me, but it's just because they are worried about what I might do."

"On this matter, I can only grit my teeth and wish I could bite him."

"But, after all, I am not involved enough in this matter. Wuhuo is just worried about me. Isn't it unreasonable to worry that I will also suffer my anger? If things get worse in the future, The more I say, the farther away I feel from him."

The smile on the girl's face gradually faded.

When the old scalper noticed that she stopped smiling, her eyebrows were cold and quiet, and her temples were raised, as if she had grown up and could no longer be called a girl.

She held the sword, thought about it, and said:

"Practice is very hard."

"But I feel like I am gradually drifting apart and disappearing from his world."

"It seems more painful."

Yun Qin raised his sword and raised his eyebrows:

"Anyway, this girl must practice well and surprise him."

"One day, we must save him once."

"Let's see if he will underestimate me at that time!"

The old scalper sat on the cloud next to him, listening to the cold girl clenching her fists and whispering.

At this time, this matter can only be regarded as ordinary.

At this moment, I just smiled.

Seeing that the girl was talking, the expression on her face still became a little triumphant. She turned around, put the sword in her hand horizontally behind her back, clasped her hands, walked forward with brisk steps, and said: "Of course, Practice your teeth first!”

"One dozen years from now, or three hundred years from now."

"Master Wu Huo——"

"Just wait for me!"

……………………

The spring and autumn of the human world are changing very fast, but the bit of 'haze' that Qi Wuhuo saw when he raised his head seemed to have taken root in the sky. Day by day, although it had not become smaller at all, it seemed that it had not become smaller. If there is any change, it is only as time passes that we can see that it is slowly growing.

One point a day, one point every two days.

Just like the snow melting in spring, no changes are noticed in a day or two, but gradually, there are huge changes.

I don't know if it is some kind of offensive formation or some kind of hidden magic weapon.

All I know is that it is gathering momentum.

According to the current rate of change, in about ten years, even if you look up, you can see that it will cover the entire sky in less than a month. Qi Wuzhuo seemed to be thinking for a few days, and his [Conquer] state was already in his body. circulation.

On this day, a guard from the palace came to the storage room, holding a scroll in his hand. This scroll had white jade as the shaft, ink as the base, and was dipped in gold ink. On it was Li Weifeng's own handwriting. In the letter, after finally mentioning the killing of the Human Emperor, he said that he wanted a Taoist to give the former Human Emperor a posthumous title.

Apart from this, he did not say anything, but many hidden words have been written here.

The Taoist remained silent for a long time and solemnly wrote one word.

For seriousness.

Killing innocent people is called Li; being cruel and unkind is called Li; being ruthless and disrespectful is called Li; supporting evil and violating the right is called Li.

Then when the guard leaves, take out an object and ask the confidant to take it with him.

At the same time, a goshawk flapped its wings and after a very long flight, broke through the wind and snow, and finally arrived at the military camp in front, delivering a jade slip. The accompanying officers and generals did not dare to delay at all. Immediately handed over the jade slips layer by layer and reported them to the mighty king Li Zhai.

Inside is a brief message.

A few things were explained.

The crimes of previous emperors and their deaths.

I hope Li Zhai will be his son and give him a posthumous title.

This is actually a bow.

Let the biological son choose a posthumous title for his father. As the old saying goes, everything is in vain after death, and all grievances seem to be able to find a reason to let go. In Li Weifeng's judgment, although Li Zhai is not worthy of a good posthumous title, he can You can also take a posthumous title.

At that time, in the north, the snow was flying, like big dust, falling on the face, dry and cold.

The mighty king sat for a long time under the heavy snow, holding the iron spear that had killed countless enemies.

A reply was made.

Posthumous title——

quiet!

Blockage and blockage are called secluded; movement and stillness are often called secluded; chaos that violates etiquette is often called secluded; mobs that destroy justice are called secluded!

It is already one of the worst evil posthumous titles.

This is the final evaluation of his life as the son and the mighty King Li Zhai who was the first to resist the Human Emperor. After learning about his father's death, he did not rush back to the capital but kept silent. He received the longevity lock given to him by his father when he was young.

He took a pot of strong wine and placed the longevity lock on the stone. The strong wine spilled as if drinking together.

He immediately turned around, picked up his spear, and stepped on his destiny-like legend.

Never looked back.

And the goshawk that had eaten and drank enough fluttered its wings and beat the wind, frost, rain and snow. Even though it was an exotic beast with rare pure blood, the distance was still far away. It crossed countless obstacles of thousands of mountains and rivers and came to the capital of the human world, guarding it. The bell under the storage room swayed, and the young Taoist tidied his clothes.

"Then, Uncle Qi, I'm going to set off."

The young Taoist bid farewell to Qi Wuhuo with all his heart.

He smiled and said: "Practitioners need to walk around the world and see all kinds of things in life before they can see themselves. Practicing by your side, although you can get countless insights, after all, what you get under your guidance It’s yours, I’m just like a child walking in time.”

"Only what I have gained after walking, seeing, and thinking about it is my own path and understanding. If I don't practice the Tao, how can I get the Tao and how can I understand it?"

"As short as three to five years, as long as ten years, the disciple will definitely come back."

"I will report everything I know to you when the time comes."

The young Taoist Mingxin leaned down and rubbed Xiao Yaoling's head.

He bowed deeply again, then turned around, and walked out of the Shenwu Capital City step by step, determined to see this great era where the world was unified and countless ideas collided. The young man who had lost his memory frowned, and finally Choose to set out with Mingxin.

When the goshawk from the north flew over the banner at the highest point of the city.

The future Taoist Patriarch walked out of the city. After all, he couldn't hold it back. He turned around and glanced at the tallest Star-Zhaing Tower. However, it was too far away and he couldn't see his old friend. He turned around, Looking at the road ahead, he said: "Everyone has his or her own path to walk."

"[Yin] ah, let's go."

"snort."

The man who lost his memory sneered and didn't answer, but he didn't leave even half a step away.

They walked out of the city, and people from all over the human world poured into the big city.

Coming and going, here and there.

In the Star-Zhaing Tower, a young man wearing the Emperor's attire held his sword with one hand and looked down at the vast world. He stretched out his hand and let the goshawk fall on his arm. Then he took off the jade slip and turned it around. He turned around and walked step by step to the desk.

Jade slips, scrolls, put together.

Posthumous title——

[You Li].

Throughout the ages, there has never been a more severe posthumous title than this one.

Li Weifeng recalled what his uncle said before he died, holding the sword and saying: "I will never be like you." He glanced across the table and saw the machine bird in the corner and the things that the Taoist sent. , that was the wine jug in his hand that night. The wine jug had been cleaned, and there was only clear and clean water in it.

Li Weifeng lowered his eyes and seemed to know everything. He held the sword and walked past the two things on the table.

Step by step from the star-catching building, I walked down.

The general is galloping across the snowy field on his horse, the young Taoist is walking on his own road, with his back turned to his direction, the king is starting his own life, the wind blows past the Star-Zhaing Tower, blowing past the red dust and busy people in the world, the newly born The sesame cakes are steaming, the smoke from the roadside is steaming, and the students in the school still recite Taoist scriptures.

It seems that it has never changed. Everyone has their own choices, and everyone has their own path.

So criss-crossed, you and I are all in it, it is the vast world and the majestic trend.

Fuxi lowered his eyes, his eyes were rare and gentle, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

wrong!

Something is wrong!

That Taoist priest didn't come back after seeing off the younger Taoist priest on his way? !

Although the man in green shirt did not speculate on divination, his instinct had already sensed that something was hugely wrong. He raised his head and suddenly saw an unparalleled fresh air rising into the sky from the vast world of mortals, which seemed to be enough to cover the entire world. Fuxi His expression suddenly changed, and he swept across the distance in an instant, passing through the world of mortals, and appeared in this place where the pure air soared into the sky.

Before seeing the Nine Monuments, the Taoist stood alone, but the aura of [Royal] on his body was dissipated.

In other words, it was not scattered, but fell into the hand, was rejected by the Taoist, and turned into a seed-like posture, which was particularly dazzling in this world of mortals. Fuxi stopped and looked at the back of the Taoist, holding it in his hand. This kind of seed.

The world of mortals coming and going around, bustling with people, seems to have turned into a simple background at this moment.

Never interfered with either of them.

The Taoist's voice was calm: "In the eyes of Emperor Xi, the supreme thing is to abandon all things, practice only myself, and not be restricted by external things. This is the only way to transcendence and purity."

"The lower vehicle is to follow the aura of Yu, practice hiddenly, protect the world, and finally practice to the extreme. This is the so-called Yu."

"Then, what if I turn this imperial aura into a seed, fall into the human world, grow in the world of mortals, and make this imperial aura differentiate into the common people's world?"

Qi Wuhuo moved his palm slightly, and the imperial seed fell into the world.

In an instant, he merged with the human world.

"This royal aura comes from the rituals of the common people in the world, and now it returns to the common people in the human world, but it is a natural thing. And I naturally have my own path to take, without the help of others."

The Taoist turned around, looked at Emperor Xi, and said softly:

"There are great changes in heaven and earth, and there is no difference between the past and the present in the world."

"The poor Taoist has no doubts. He uses this to control his energy as his son. When he falls into the world of mortals, he will give this world a period of prosperity in the spring and autumn."

"Fellow Taoist, how are you?"

Emperor Xi remained silent.