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Peach Feast.

This is a feast that only immortals can attend.

The place of the banquet is in the Yunwu Mountain, where the scenery is the most beautiful and the aura is permeated in Jiufeng.

The top of the mountain is dotted with pearls, and forty-nine pavilions full of ancient style are ordered.

When Xia Ji arrived, he glanced at the immortal master.

The fairy king is sitting proudly in the central pavilion...

It's just that when he saw that "the Lord is coming, but he can't get up to greet him", his eyes are filled with deep fear.

Xia Ji said respectfully: "I've seen the Immortal King." ”

The Immortal King suppressed the trembling in his heart, and said lightly: "Xiaoyao Immortal, please take a seat, sit at the end." ”

Xia Ji smiled and sat down in the last pavilion disappreciatively.

It is a pavilion near a cliff, and overlooking it, but it is an abyss and ravine, far away not only from the human world, but also from the monastic world.

And this pavilion is actually newly built.

It didn't take long for the immortals to arrive one after another.

These immortals include the small immortal realm, the major sects, and scattered cultivators, among whom there are those who have cultivated into immortals due to opportunities in this life, and a small number of them are immortals in previous lives, who have been reincarnated into the human world in this life, and then logically re-enter the immortal path.

The pavilion was full, no more than one, no less one, exactly forty-nine.

I think that for every more immortal, there will be more and more places here.

But...

The old man under the Fuso tree didn't come.

Xia Ji watched the Immortal King get off his seat, so he picked a time, and when he approached, he said softly: "Ten days Fusang didn't come." ”

The Immortal King hurriedly responded: "That old guy can't come, since I knew him, he hasn't left that tree, not a single step." ”

Xia Ji's expression moved, he thought back to the meeting with the old man, he was not drawing the ground as a prison and unable to move, but seemed to carry some kind of mission.

Immortal King: "That's right, master, neither the new nor the old school will touch that old fellow...

Because the tree behind him seemed to be a cage, in which several big demons were imprisoned.

And he is the prison warden, the immortal world in the world.

I sent someone to deliver the invitation, and it was just for show. ”

How many big demons are being held?

Xia Ji's eyes condensed slightly, and he suddenly asked, "How strong is he?"

Immortal King: "I don't know who Jiufeng and him are there first." ”

Xia Ji probably understood.

But the "opponent" did not appear, and he was not discouraged, because everything was still expected.

Now that this opponent has fallen, ask yourself if you want to go to the demon clan.

Then you should return the gift.

...

...

A few days later.

The man in red hurried into the gate of the inner hall, but did not dare to go further outside a quaint courtyard.

He just whispered outside the door: "My lord, it is indeed as you expected, nine of the forty-nine immortals at the Spirit Banquet were imprisoned, and each of these nine people was the reincarnation of immortals, and most of them were Star Monarchs. ”

There was a moment of silence inside the door.

"Is Emperor Qinghua among them?"

"Yes, after eating the spirit peach, the emperor tried to resist, and in the face of the siege of dozens of immortals, he actually supported it for a few minutes, but after that, it was a medicinal attack, and the immortal king of the little immortal realm was directly bound by splashing ink and drawing scrolls, and was tied up tightly. ”

"Did Emperor Qinghua say anything?"

"Yes, the emperor asked why this is the case? Is it a betrayal of the fairy world? But the immortal lord didn't speak, just sent him down to imprison, and now... I'm afraid I'm in prison, shackled.

In that prison, my holy gate also arranged eyeliner, and it is said that the immortal lord himself went to interrogate, and there was a slap and the emperor's angry scolding. ”

"Slap, this is a real insult to an emperor. ”

The old man shook his head.

Surrounded by demons, and the immortal clan started a civil war, he sighed, but he couldn't control it.

"Looking at Emperor Qinghua. ”

"If there's a chance, do you need to save him?"

"No, I don't. ”

After saying these words, the old man closed his cloudy eyes again, like an ancient well without waves.

This man in red is a confidant disciple of the Holy Order, and he is usually extremely shrewd, but at this time, he doesn't understand the path of this adult at all, and he only feels unfathomable.

He was cold for a long time, and responded respectfully, that is, to leave.

After only two steps, a voice came from behind him;

"Wait. ”

The confidant disciple of the Red-clothed Saint Society, who had already turned around, hurriedly turned around, "What do you command?" ”

"Send out a message, tell the Cardinal Fairy, and let her pass on the information of 'Xia Ji is abolished' to the demon clan, and see if there is any reaction.

Also, don't let Prince Jinwu know about this matter. ”

The henchman disciple was stunned.

He was even more puzzled, only feeling that it was foggy and completely unreally, but he still nodded and answered "yes", and then quickly executed.

...

...

Syllable!!

Syllable!!!

Syllable!!!!

With the muffled snort coming from the prison.

The image of a "tough guy who is tortured, but does not give in" is completely reflected in the minds of the rest of the prisoners.

The remaining eight, seven boys and one girl, were shackled on their limbs and even around their necks, and the shackles were roamed with strange talisman textures, apparently seals.

These eight people were all regarded as people with status in the fairy world in their previous lives, but at this time, they were completely caught and imprisoned here.

These eight people pricked up their ears and listened to the movement of the cage in the distance, and they were all a little concerned in their hearts.

Once as an emperor, he was so downcast, hey!

Suddenly.

A calm voice was delivered:

"I was able to cultivate as an emperor in the last life, and even if I was cut off by you in this life, I will still do it in the next life. ”

Then there was the sound of heavy breathing.

The few immortals who were imprisoned couldn't help but admire.

It really deserves to be the reincarnation of Emperor Qinghua.

As for why they were arrested, it is probably clear.

Merely...

They didn't know that the alternation of the old and the new in the fairy world had reached this point.

It's too late to know.

Syllable!!

The thrashing was getting louder and louder.

Then came Xia Ji's voice:

"The point, if you have the ability, then the key !! come, fight! Hehe, comfortable, really comfortable!"

Syllable!

"Go on, point, haven't you had enough to eat?"

Syllable!!

The sound of whipping was heard, interspersed with two slaps.

The Eight Immortals: ...

The admiration in my heart became stronger and stronger.

I really didn't expect Emperor Qinghua to be such a tough guy, and he was really a model for my old-school immortals.

These people are completely convinced.

However...

On the other side of the cage, it's a different scene entirely.

The fairy king's right hand is a strong but pumping his mouth, and his left hand is holding a whip to pump the master in front of him.

It's all about realism.

After all, there are a lot of ears in this prison.

Whatever happens here, it will be passed on quickly.

But the Immortal King's left hand was almost trembling, and he used his strength to the extreme, each whip was loud, but when it landed on Xia Ji's body, it was fluttering.

He frowned, his right hand was pumping his mouth vigorously, and at the same time he gestured to the shape of his mouth, "I'm not human, I'm really not human, master, you don't hurt."

Because the immortal is the body of the primordial god, even if he is beaten, he will not show any scars, at most he will be a little weaker.

As for weakness?

The strange red and black sun pattern in the center of Xia Ji's eyebrows can completely store the spirit pattern, and even absorb his own ability, and now...

With the "whipping" of that whip after whip, he was also controlling the rapid decline of his aura.

He was poisoned by the Immortal Grass and weakened by the whip of the magic weapon.

Xia Ji crossed his legs, grabbed a cup of elixir in front of him and took a leisurely sip, moistened his throat, and then shouted hoarsely: "Focus, focus again!"

Immortal Lord: ...

So, he pumped his mouth louder.

Xia Ji laughed hoarsely: "Do you think I will give in? Do you think I will tell you the secret you want to know? I would rather die standing than live on my knees, hahaha!!"

Smack!

Syllable!

Xia Ji felt that a lot of consciousness around him was listening quietly.

He felt the need to pass on a few verses that would have been passed down through the ages.

So he took a deep breath, hoarse and said loudly: "Life is a hero, death is also a ghost." So far, Emperor Sixian refuses to kneel in prison!!"

As soon as these five-word quatrains came out, the spirit of a generous and sad man still came out, which made people can't help but cry.

The eight immortals all looked like they were resigned to their fate, but now when they heard this poem, one of the boys muttered a few times, and couldn't help but shake their whole body.

These short two crosses reflect the courage of Emperor Qinghua?

It's really admirable!

He was infected by this poem and couldn't help shouting: "If you have the ability to go head-to-head, what is poisoning?"

Isn't it a battle between old and new factions?

Aren't you afraid that we will re-ascend to the immortal throne and block your way?

Come on!

Emperor Qinghua can do this, and I, Huode Xingjun, will never back down half a step!"

But no one paid any attention to him.

Immediately...

The Immortal King watched the Lord write a few words on the table dipped in wine, and snorted coldly: "You are not qualified enough." ”

Immediately after that, the torture continued.

The sneer continued:

"The Emperor still recruited, you must know that secret. ”

There are many forces mixed in this prison, and now they are all quietly listening with their ears pricked up.

The boy who was reincarnated by the Fire De Xingjun suddenly roared angrily: "Zhang Lanzhi!!Before you set foot on the path of a monk, I was already an immortal in the fairy realm, and I was already a righteous god, and the Qinghua Emperor was a hundred times better than me! Now that I am waiting to be reincarnated and re-cultivated, how dare you do this!!"

Zhang Lanzhi is the name of the Immortal King.

At this point...

He's really a little intimidated.

But there is no way, the master wants to perform, he wants to act.

The Immortal King looked at the few words Xia Ji wrote on the table in horror, and then said coldly: "Xingjun, the times have changed, and you are not Xingjun anymore." ”

Then, Xia Ji's weak voice came: "Huode, don't say a few words, this seat... Nothing. ”

The Immortal King frowned, but he sneered: "The emperor himself is difficult to protect, do you still care about others?"

The boy reincarnated by Huo De Xingjun was shocked in his heart.

An angry roar gushed out from his abdomen: "Zhang Lanzhi!!! If you dare to hurt the emperor again today, I will definitely scatter your burning soul one day!!"

Xia Ji looked at the immortal king who was about to cry, and nodded.

The Immortal King was relieved, spit out, and sneered: "The coming day is long, let's forget it today." ”

With that, he bowed respectfully to Xia Ji, and then prepared to leave.

He admired it from the bottom of his heart.

The prison was dark.

There was only Xia Ji's heavy wheezing, accompanied by two low roars from time to time.

The man was hardened in front of the enemy, and now the great pain he endured began to slowly unleash...

At this time, Mo said that it was Huo De Xingjun, and even the other seven people only felt that their eyes were wet.

Changing places, changing them, may have succumbed a long time ago, even if they don't give in, they are completely out of control, where will they be like the emperor?

"Emperor, are you alright?"

From the prison, there was an inquiry from Huo De Xingjun.

Long...

But it was a desolate sigh: "It's okay. ”

...

...

"Is that really the case with Xia Ji?"

"It's true... Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. So far, Emperor Sixian refuses to kneel in prison. These five-word quatrains are exquisite, which shows the emperor's heart. ”

"You could end up in prison?"

"I can only look for opportunities... There are a total of sixteen values in the prison, and our people are only in one of them, so there is a waiting time. ”

"The rise of old decay..."

Under the mysterious Fusang giant tree, the old man sat in the shadow of the falling black "giant fruit" with his waist bent, closed his eyes and waited.

The sun and the moon are reincarnated, and the replacement is endless.

The old man's hands were sealed.

A vertical pupil suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and a scene was reflected in his pupils:

The dashing Immortal is now a prisoner of the mortal world, trapped in a gloomy cell, his head hanging down, his unkempt black hair falling from his shoulders, revealing one of his pale faces.

The face was so weak that it seemed to feel footsteps, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a resolute look in his eyes, but with a sense of perseverance.

The old man was stunned, and couldn't help but say softly: "Okay." ”

The next moment...

The skin on that face seemed to be peeling away, and cracks began to form on the face and even the body.

The old man understands that this is the Yuan Shen is so weak that it is impossible to condense the entity, this is disintegrating...

When it can't be condensed at all, it is the beginning of "turning into a mortal".

By that time...

Emperor Qinghua, who had gone through a lot of hardships to obtain the immortal path, was completely abolished.

He will never have the immortal road again in this life.

Not only this life, but even the next life, the next life, may be affected...

The old man's expression did not move.

He can open the eyes of heaven and see things through the eyes of those with whom he has a deep causality.

Now, he looked into a pair of eyes.

Those firm and gentle eyes.

He didn't close his eyes, not even the slightest bit of a heartbeat.

The matter of the Demon Emperor is very important.

And "Bai Pu and Xia Ji who were accompanied by the demon clan's mother" were suspicious, at least he didn't understand what this cause and effect was.

Because no matter Bai Pu's previous life or Emperor Qinghua, he should not have such a great causal intersection with the demon clan.

Heaven and machine are mixed, everything can be true or false, not to mention that the opponent is the Demon Emperor.

So...

The old man is assuming, assuming that Bai Pu and Xia Ji are lying.

But Bai Pu grew up under his nose, and he can still be trusted.

The problem lies with this Xia Ji.

But he couldn't prove it.

Therefore, after discussing with the big man in the sky, he wanted Xia Ji to go to the demon clan and let him prove his innocence.

But Xia Ji refused.

That's where it gets interesting.

Because...

If Xia Ji was really Emperor Qinghua, he should understand what he meant, and he should have agreed, but he didn't have any of them.

Of course, this is not absolute.

The old man was thinking.

...

...

Xia Ji was also thinking.

The Sun Xuanwen hidden in his primordial spirit is absorbing his own power, creating an illusion of "weakness".

It was all in his plan.

If you want to play, you need to exit the game.

Because only outsiders are the ones who lay out.

When he felt that the strange "prisoner" in front of this cell was looking at him, he knew that the master who had spied on him and Bai Pu that day had come over.

When the prisoner saw him looking up, he didn't shy away from it, and said directly: "Why is the emperor bothered? How about your own practice?"

Xia Ji looked up.

The old man also looked up.

The two used this "prisoner" as a medium and looked at each other quietly.

Xia Ji said softly: "In my previous life, I owed something, although I haven't remembered too many things in this life, but I remember the cause and effect I owe, and even in this life, I still owe it, now I don't tell the secret, let this body cultivation is to pay her, what's the matter?"

The "prisoner" did not respond, and a pair of old eyes that saw through everything in the world were quietly looking at him.

The old man knew which one he was talking about.

And the Qinghua Emperor in his previous life, he also vaguely knew some secret things.

In the fairy and demon war, he was really embarrassed.

In this life, he is going to completely understand this cause and effect...

Don't you live up to the Demon Emperor?

Cause and effect, merit, and the karma of sin cannot be seen or touched, but the further you practice, the more important it becomes.

The "prisoner" couldn't help but sigh: "That being said... The emperor has the appearance of a saint in this life..."

It's a shame.

Xia Ji showed an open-minded smile, "Maybe I will never be able to be a saint." ”

As soon as the words were uttered, the "prisoner" closed his eyes respectfully, bowed his head slightly in respect, and then turned to leave.

The old man sat in the shadow of the Fusang tree, and for the first time his cloudy eyes showed some emotion.

He read it softly: "Life is a hero, death is also a ghost." So far, Emperor Sixian refuses to kneel in prison... It is really a song of generosity and tragedy, majestic and vast.

It's just..."

In the prison.

Xia Ji closed his eyes.

Now, no matter who is suspicious of the Demon Emperor's matter, at least they won't delve too much into me.

I got into the game too deeply, and now I want to get out of the game and become a real chess player, which is really not too easy.

If I were the other party...

Well, there is still a flaw at this time.

That's...

...

...

The two of them silently uttered the name almost at the same time: Moon Palace Bull Demon.

...

Xia Ji's thoughts were flying.

At that time, I didn't have a suitable Yin Si identity to use, but I urgently needed to control the Nine Peaks Monk Realm, so I made up the name of the Little Demon Realm, and created the Moon Palace Bull Demon.

It's a flaw.

But it's not irretrievable.

But if I come to prove the normality of this identity at this time, I will act rashly and make people feel that there is a problem.

So, I don't move.

The old man was also thinking.

I have been a monk for more than a thousand years, and I have never heard the names of the Demon Realm and the Moon Palace.

This is clearly a name made up from nonsense.

It is rumored that the fairy lord took advantage of the fisherman and controlled the Moon Palace Bull Demon...

But what if it's the opposite.

The appearance of the Bull Demon in this Moon Palace is very abrupt, if I boldly assume that this is the layout of the Demon Emperor, and Emperor Qinghua has something to do with the Demon Emperor, then is it possible for him to use the bitter meat trick and cooperate with the Immortal King to deceive me?

It's not right either...

Emperor Qinghua's courage can't be faked, and he can't fake it if he is indeed poisoned by the immortal grass, he can't fake it when he is whipped by the immortal lord and weakened to the point that his body is about to collapse.

That's fine.

It's better to be still than to be still, and now that everything is under control, it's just a matter of watching.

...

Two months later.

Xia Ji, along with eight other immortals, was released.

The new immortals did not continue to imprison them to death, because there was no point in doing so.

In a way, these nine immortals are dead.

They had almost collapsed physically.

And this requires regaining the body in order to "return the soul", and then through the relationship between the primordial god and the original body, it can successfully transform into a mortal and avoid falling directly.

In fact...

This is a holistic action.

Not only Jiufeng, but even in Kunlun Ruins and Penglai Mountain, there are conflicts.

It was a surprise attack by the new sect of immortals against the old one, and it was not necessarily the case in the two places, but in Jiufeng, they were indeed victorious.

In this way, the foundation of the new school of immortals is not only stable in the human world, but also a lot in the immortal world.

However...

At all costs.

Emperor Qinghua was regarded as a role model by the old immortal faction, and the poem "Life should be a hero, and death should be a ghost" inspired many immortals who had no choice but to turn into mortals.

...

Autumn of this year.

Xia Ji, who was supposed to disappear, stood under the Fusang tree for the second time.

The old man opened his cloudy eyes and looked at him with a little regret, and his honorific title remained unchanged:

"Emperor, what do you want?"

Xia Ji said softly: "Broken body, I am willing to go to the Demon Sea, do my best for the fairy world, do my best, and die." ”

The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the boy in front of him who was about to turn mortal, and his heart was suddenly touched!!