"Dead and ...... Is it resurrected?" The smile on Changsheng's face instantly faded a little when he heard this, and the original lightness dissipated a lot.

A cultivator can live forever if he cultivates to the extreme, but after immortality, it may not be an eternal life, but an eternal life. After living with heaven and earth, I turned around and looked, and all I saw was red face and white bones. The laughter and scolding of the past, the tragic fighting of the past, and the unforgettable memories have finally faded with the passage of time. At this time, what the world is seeking is not immortality, but resurrection from the dead.

Immortality, resurrection from the dead, these eight short words seem to be attached to magic, which can make countless people's hearts go crazy. Even if he traveled from Earth, it is impossible to ignore the charm of these two words. When Changsheng heard this legend, the first thought in his mind was not jealousy, he thought about the possibility of impermanence's resurrection.

"Ninety-nine Thunder Flowers blooming at the same time, it doesn't sound like an impossible thing to achieve, hasn't anyone tried it before?" Changsheng asked calmly after gathering his thoughts, he couldn't tell what kind of answer he wanted. Previously, he was able to conjure the petals of the Thunder Flower at the peak of Huarong Sect because the petals consumed relatively less spiritual power, and in fact, it was difficult for him to conjure the entire flower.

Changsheng estimated his current strength, and if he used spirit coins, he estimated that he would be able to conjure two thunder flowers at the same time. If his cultivation is improved in the future, the number will naturally increase, does this mean that it is really possible for him to make ninety-nine thunder flowers bloom at the same time, and it is really possible to bring people back to life?

“…… Yes, failed. Jiang Jue expected that Changsheng would ask this question, but when he really heard this, he still lost his mind for a moment. Jiang inadvertently raised his hand and rubbed the rough black cloth outside the long sword with his fingertips, and through the black cloth, he seemed to be able to feel the bitter coldness emanating from the scabbard under the black cloth.

Jiang never cared about the secrets of the Three Thousand Worlds, and he shouldn't have known about this legend, but he heard it after all. Not even just the Thunder Flower, he knew all the legends about the resurrection in the Three Thousand Worlds very well.

Everyone in the world knows that he will become famous and unpredictable in a hundred years, and he is also known to be lazy and indifferent, but perhaps only Jiang Jue knows that he has not always lived so detached in this hundred years.

In the first ten years, he was hunted down by the sect in a wolf manner, and spent every day and night on the run, completely out of line with the word chic; in the next twenty years, he knew that his strength was insufficient, so he repeatedly stepped into the Jedi, allowing the thunder to burn his blood again and again, hovering between life and death all the time; and in the thirtieth year, he had become an immortal emperor, and he felt that the time had come, so he began to frantically seek something that could bring the dead back to life, because even he had someone who wanted to see him again. After all, he is just a mortal, he wants to have fun with his relatives, he wants to travel with old friends, he wants to be drunk together.

After becoming the Immortal Emperor, he did a lot of ridiculous things for those unobtrusive legends, and thus provoked a lot of enemies, but the result was still nothing.

In the fortieth year, the general will never know the legend of the thunder flower. He had indeed seen a black-purple thunder flower among the Jedi, but this flower was too rare, and the blooming time was different, and it was completely impossible to expect ninety-nine flowers to bloom at once. But Jiang Jue still went to try.

Now the general can never tell what he thought at the time, maybe he was on the verge of madness by the obsession of "resurrecting from the dead" at that time. Decades of time had made him think that he was not afraid of thunder, and he ignored the pain that spread every time the thunder fell. After all, he was too proud of himself, so he desperately forcibly extended the flowering period in an attempt to reproduce the legend.

Forty-nine Jedi flowers bloomed that day, which is a lot. Shoje began to bury his sealed flowers in the soil to revive them, a move that went particularly smoothly. And when the thunder flower blooms to seventy, suddenly thunder falls, when the eighty flower, the thunder has already covered the sky and the sun and lost control, and when it reaches the ninetieth flower...... The general holding the sword couldn't help but slowly close his eyes, and he seemed to be able to feel the pain that made his life worse than death.

It was a very ordinary burning pain, from the ends of the hair to the marrow, from the flesh to the soul, spreading little by little, until finally it swept in. It is such an ordinary pain, but it seems to be able to destroy all a person's beliefs, and it can force people to forget their dignity and perseverance. The so-called "fearlessness" and the so-called "heart death" are more like thin paper in front of it, which can't even block it slightly. He had struggled wildly in the thunder, and he had even wondered if every drop of his blood was exploding.

The thunder lasted for three days, and by the time it had dissipated, the earth was scorched black. Jiang didn't move for seven days, not because he didn't want to leave, but because he couldn't move. Seven days later, when he gradually regained consciousness, he lay on the ground and was drunk, and from then on he also woke up from a great dream.

Never before will you see through one thing so clearly. He can survive but never touch death, he can do everything in his power to chase immortality, but he can never come back from the dead.

So soon after, he became the Immortal Emperor and became the well-known iron-hearted and uninhibited general. It was also at that time that he met the black dragon who was gazing affectionately at the thunder flower in the thunder. Just at a glance, Jiang Jue caught a glimpse of the scar that could never fade away from the black dragon's scales, Jiang Jue often dealt with thunder, and he knew that it was the mark left after being struck by lightning.

This black dragon looked extraordinary, and if it hadn't made some stupid attempts, it would never have ended up with bruises. The wound is in the reverse scale, I am afraid that it was only one step away from death. Even if Emperor Que is powerful enough to make ten thousand dragons surrender, then ten thousand dragons will never include this black dragon. How can a person who is not even afraid of death surrender to a ridiculous talent by instinct.

The black dragon seemed to notice something when he saw him, so he always followed him. They have all done stupid things, they have all had almost crazy years, and now they don't care about the world but want to sleep.

"Is the legend about the Thunder Flower very widespread?" Changsheng pulled the corners of his mouth after hearing the general's response, but he was not surprised. Also, he was shocked by the "resurrection from the dead" before, so he whimsically thought that he might be able to try this legend. If you think about it, how can no one have tried this kind of thing, it is clear that legends are just legends after all.

Is "......" widely circulated? Jiang Jue frowned and didn't know how to answer, he had heard about this by accident, so he wasn't sure how many people knew. Maybe this legend is known to the world, or maybe only a few people know about it.

"Forget it, it's always good to be careful. Changsheng didn't dwell too much on this matter, he directly ended this slightly heavy conversation, and instead mentioned another thing with interest.

"Do you remember that Qiong Yuzong is going to shoot a promotional advertisement? Do you believe it or not, after we return to Qiongyu Sect, the sect will send someone to inform me that I will star in the promotional advertisement for that new wine?" Changsheng stepped on the flying sword as he looked at the spirit card that he finally had a balance, and the initial smile gradually returned to his face.

After the headline of "Xiuzhen Daily", although there was a lot of trouble, the fame also spread. Tian Lai Pavilion could think of using this fame to sell video jade slips, and Qiong Yuzong could naturally think of using his current name to promote new wine, so he was the one who starred in the advertisement.

"Letter. Jiang Jue said with a very face-saving face. If he was the Sect Master of the Qiongyu Sect, he would never choose anyone other than Changsheng to shoot an advertisement.

"I've wanted to say it a long time ago, where did you get so much confidence in me?" Changsheng wanted to say a few more arrogant words and play handsome, but he was too cooperative. The only audience was so cooperative, but he felt that some of the original exaggerated words were suddenly a little unspeakable.

After being distracted by Changsheng's sudden question, Changsheng on the other end didn't think about waiting for him to answer, and continued to say after asking:

"It is right to have faith in me, because I am so upright and tell the truth. Maybe someone from Qiong Yuzong has come to my palace right now and wants to tell me about it in person. ”

Jiang Jing listened to Changsheng's unashamed words, and his indifferent face couldn't help but show a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The man's gaze still fell on the back of Changsheng in front of him, but his mind had quietly covered the Qiong Yu Sect of the small world. Jiang Jue saw the scene in front of the Palace of Eternal Life in an instant, I don't know if it was a coincidence or providence, a qiē was indeed as Changsheng said, there was really a person standing in front of his palace.

That person was none other than Changsheng's nominal master, Bo Qing. In addition to Bo Qing, there were more than a dozen sect disciples standing around his palace, and these people were estimated to be really fascinated by Changsheng, so they would rather wait for a day and wait until now than leave.

Jiang Jue shook his head and just wanted to retract his thoughts, but he caught a glimpse of a female disciple hurriedly wanting to leave, and the female disciple had just taken two steps but almost bumped into Bo Qing, who had just gotten off the flying sword.

He didn't care why the female disciple was suddenly in a hurry, and his attention was focused on the half-withered rose that had fallen from the woman's hair. This rose seems to have been given by Changsheng when he walked the "dusty road" more than half a month ago, and the female disciple didn't know how to keep it until now, so that it still hasn't withered.

I saw Bo Qing reach out and catch the half-withered rose, and the female disciple had already apologized in a panic before he could speak, and then the female disciple quickly left with a shy face.

“…… If you wait for me for more than 100 years, maybe I will be popular in the 3,000 worlds. The immortal sitting on the flying sword in front of him was still talking wildly unscrupulously, even if the arrogant words were slowly said by him in that shallow voice, it would not make people feel the slightest disgust. Changsheng saw that no one responded to what he said for a long time, he couldn't help but turn his head sideways to look at the general Jue behind him, and at the same time as he turned his head, the general Jue also retracted his idea of release.

"It's a pity that I never wait for anyone. Jiang Jue and Changsheng glanced at each other, then looked away and said lazily. He didn't doubt Changsheng's charm, he just didn't want to talk to Changsheng about time. Because this world is impermanent, it will never be known how long he can accompany him for immortality. No matter how long it takes, it will probably not be a hundred years, and he may not be able to see Immortal Life spread through the three thousand worlds step by step. If you can't do that, don't mention it in the first place.

All he could do might be to wait for the arrival of Changsheng at the pinnacle of the world, and at that time, he would definitely drink with Changsheng without getting drunk.

"You guy......" Changsheng choked on Jiang Jue's straightforward words, he always felt that Jiang Jue must not have listened to him well just now, so the focus was so biased now.

Changsheng didn't want to pay attention to the dying, he looked at his spirit card over and over again, the number of the spirit card was too cute, which meant that he could finally pick a few stronger cheats in the library cabinet. He must participate in the big competition of the sect, and in addition to relying on his face to become famous in the cultivation world, he also depends on his strength. For example, the general who worships all over the Three Thousand Worlds, the title of "the strongest person in the Three Thousand Worlds" is enough for him to be praised on the altar.

Just as Changsheng and Jiang Jue were on their way, the deacons of the Heavenly Lai Pavilion had already sorted out the recorded jade slips and video jade slips at the same time. They plan to release two kinds of jade slips at the same time in a few days, only the songs without images can be slightly cheaper, and the video jade slips can be sold a little more expensive, with the current fame of Changsheng, neither one will be sold. By the time Changsheng performs at the opening ceremony of the Xiaoqian World Festival, the sales of Jade Jian may have doubled again.

"Since we have decided to do our best to promote this jade slip, do we want to report it to the pavilion master?" The pavilion master mentioned in their words was naturally not the Immortal Emperor who created the Tianlai Pavilion of the Great Thousand Worlds, but the sub-pavilion master of their plane. The deacons didn't know much about their master, but they knew that he was a man with a broken arm, and he rarely appeared, so that the deacons were basically in charge of everything.

"It's nature. "Anyway, the pavilion master is the pavilion master, and what should be reported still has to be reported. After the first deacon sent the two jade slips to the branch master who didn't know where, he began to prepare for the publicity.

The master of the sub-pavilion was listening to the song and closed his eyes to recuperate, but after receiving the jade slip, he played it. The more he listened to this novel tune, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help but want to dedicate it to the supreme emperor.

The deacons only knew that he had a broken arm, but they didn't know that his broken arm was because he led his troops to attack the plane where the general was located a hundred years ago, and was cut off by the angry general with his sword. The general cut off his arm but did not take his life, in order to silently provoke the emperor. And he is still Di Que's subordinate, and the reason why he became the master of the Tianlai Pavilion is because this Tian Lai Pavilion can also be regarded as the property of the Di Que. Emperor Que cooperated with the original Immortal Emperor a hundred years ago to transform the Tianlai Pavilion, so that the Tianlai Pavilion gradually became popular.

The master of the sub-pavilion carefully looked at the two jade slips that looked the same, and he thought of Di Que's moody personality again, and finally chose to send the jade slips that only had recordings.