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Chapter 259 A True Immortal

In Wuji Palace, clouds and mist were shrouded in clouds and mist, and the carved dragons and phoenixes on the stone pillars seemed to have come alive. In the center of the palace, on the glass platform, Li Chunqiuxian sat cross-legged, and under the platform, Ying Zheng bowed and bowed to the teacher.

When he raised his head, he suddenly noticed that there was a sword on the platform of Wuji Palace. On the sword body, there was a master's unique amnesty order in the void. The words like flowers, plants, trees, and stars, sun and moon were constantly jumping on it, like the sword trying to break free from some kind of constraint.

What kind of sword is that?

Ying Zheng never saw items being placed beside his master. This sword obviously had something extraordinary. Could it be that it was the master's sword? It was not like that. Why did the master seal his sword?

Ying Zheng could feel the endless murderous aura and hostility of the sword from the seal, which was even more unlike his master's sword.

In Ying Zheng's heart, his master has a true cultivation of Taoism and should not use such a magic sword.

"That sword from Master?"

Ying Zheng finally couldn't help but ask.

That majestic young emperor was really like a boy at this time.

Li Chunqiu smiled when he heard this. Seeing Ying Zheng feel that his child had grown up, he reached out to take the sword out of thin air.

Holding the hilt of the magic sword, Li Chunqiu glanced at the magic sword and said:

"This is a fierce sword. You should have heard about the situation in the newly opened world of the Lord. The situation in the world is caused by it. A poor man, a magic sword, and a third-rate script, which caused such a chaotic world."

"This time I entered this world and slashed the original owner of the Demon Sword, brought it back, and prepared to put it on the shelf."

"I see."

Ying Zheng nodded. Although he didn't quite understand what his master was saying, he still understood that this sword was one of the reasons for the chaotic world. His master killed the original owner of the Demon Sword and sealed it up.

The passage between the Taiyin Academy and the new world has been in operation, and from time to time, disciples of the Taiyin Academy came out of it. Ying Zheng naturally learned about the situation from these people. The world seemed to be in a chaotic world where demons were killed. Countless people died in the womb of demons. It turned out that this sword was caused by this.

Li Chunqiu roughly finished his "Faisheng" state, then threw the magic sword back to its original place and continued to speak:

"I wasn't here to tell you this time. I went to see the original king of the Southern Tang Kingdom, but I saw that in the imperial city, all the civil and military officials of the court became puppets. The king himself was obsessed with evil and beautiful colors. I saw that his energy was gone, and the entire court had been controlled by three demons. Perhaps in one month, he would be swallowed up with the dragon energy of luck and completely become a nourishing thing for the demons. The thousand-year history of the Southern Tang Kingdom has become a passing cloud. It is also a pity and pathetic."

Speaking of this, Li Chunqi couldn't help but sigh, and the atmosphere in Wuji Palace felt a little sad for a moment.

Even Ying Zheng couldn't help feeling worried when he heard this. A dynasty was actually controlled by demons. This was so terrifying.

He originally thought it was just a civil turmoil, but he didn't expect that even the imperial court was like this. It seemed that the world in that world was even more chaotic than he thought.

"Why didn't Master kill the demon?"

Ying Zheng asked carefully.

Li Chunqiu shook his head and said without hiding his murderous intent:

"They will die sooner or later, but not now. If I kill them, the Southern Tang Kingdom will be completely in chaos, and there will only be more people who die."

As for this, Li Chunqiu shook his head gently and said in a regretful and cautious tone:

"The Southern Tang Kingdom has exhausted its energy, but the countless creatures cannot follow it."

“What does Master mean?”

Ying Zheng had a vague guess in his heart.

Li Chunqiu sighed softly and continued:

"Do you still remember the Heavenly Court I told you? Zheng'er, what are you thinking about?"

When Ying Zheng heard the sound, his body was shocked and finally came.

Since the Taoist method of his body faded and his luck increased greatly, Ying Zheng has been thinking about the method his master said. He now has only two choices. One is to give up the throne and re-practice the Taoist method. He believes that his qualifications will naturally not take too long to restore his cultivation, and the other is to try to use the emperor's honor to forcibly achieve enlightenment.

No one in the world knows the power of luck better than him. The luck of the emperor almost suppresses all the power of immortals. It is difficult to practice Taoism in this way.

However, he wanted to try it. If there was such an opportunity but he didn't try it, then Ying Zheng felt that he would regret it. As a disciple of his master and the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, he would try this opportunity to reach the supreme level, even if it was a death to do so.

Ying Zheng stood up straight and whispered:

"Zheng'er, I'm willing to give it a try. Even if I die, I have to try it out forever."

Li Chunqiu smiled, and it was indeed the answer.

"Okay, let's sort out the Qin domestic problems as soon as possible. After not long, maybe you will intervene in the new world and be prepared to take over the Southern Tang Kingdom."

Li Chunqiu smiled and said, since his disciple made a choice, he naturally had to guard the pass for his disciples, because he was the greatest backer for his disciples.

He raised his head and fell into the void, and the jade slip and gold deed appeared from the void and landed in front of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng glanced at the jade slip, looked up and asked, "Master, is this?"

Li Chunqiu smiled and said:

"This is the "Human Emperor Sutra". It was written by your master. I have referenced some ancient books and compiled them for you. After deducing them for a long time, you should be able to start practicing. You can try it first. If you have any discomfort, come to me in time. If you have a foundation in practicing Taoism, you should not make any forks."

…………

In Changshui Town, the feeling of bleakness has not faded. After all, too many people in the town have died, and it is inevitable that there will be a kind of desolation that cannot be dispersed.

But the land of Changshui Town knew that Changshui Town had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the demons hidden in the dark were almost completely cleared. He finally didn't need to be worried that one day a demon would kick his land temple and pull him out to eat.

At this time, the land father-in-law, with green grass and branches on his head, was lying lazily at the door of his own land temple, bathing in the brilliance of the sun.

This is life.

However, he had not conveyed the request of the City God of Beiguo City. This was the only thing that the land in Changshui Town was worried about, but he had no choice. If a true immortal existed, he would not be able to find that person if he did not come to him.

"Wait a little longer, don't worry, there's nothing to do if you're anxious."

The land squinted his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the sun. He couldn't help but feel a little sleepy. After teaching the people of the Taiyin Academy, he was given a long holiday, and the days were comfortable and comfortable.

Just as the land of Changshui Town was enjoying the sunshine comfortably, and even the tender seedlings above the head showed signs of new branches under the warmth, a shadow covered the sunbathing of Changshui Town. The land of Changshui Town opened its eyes full of struggle, looked at the man holding a baby in front of him, thought about his memory and said:

"You are... the wounded man who was brought back by someone from the Taiyin Academy before?" The old man from Land glanced at the baby and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, your daughter?"

"no."

Shentu Baili smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "This is the baby girl rescued by Xuandu. It was originally a pair of babies, one man and one woman. Unfortunately, the baby boy did not survive the erosion of the yin energy, and only the baby girl survived. Xuandu returned to the Taiyin Academy because of his injury. However, because the Taiyin Academy did not allow outsiders to enter, he left the baby girl with me."

"Oh, is it the chief disciple of the Taiyin Academy?"

The old man from Land leaned on the recliner, nodded, and said lazily: "He is injured? It's okay, don't worry, there is a true immortal in Taiyin Academy, who can't die."

"A true immortal?"

Shentu Baili's heart suddenly jumped, as if he had grasped some important key point.

"Is there a true immortal in Taiyin Academy?"

The land of Changshui Town also seemed to realize that he had let it go. It was because of this state that he was too comfortable, and subconsciously said something he shouldn't say. I hope that the true immortal wouldn't mind such a thing, and he didn't seem to mind others knowing it.

The old man from Land felt that he was energetic in an instant. As expected, he could not bask in the sun here. If he was too leisurely, he would be punished.
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