The earth immortals fought, one died, and the other quietly left.

But they left behind a big mess that could not be covered, and everyone had to summon great courage to face it.

Nowadays, the times are changing with each passing day, but there is no doubt that the dynasty has ushered in the biggest turning point in a thousand years, and countless things hidden under the table are like a tide sweeping the world in one day.

If you don't make changes right away, many people will be killed on the beach by the big waves.

......

The old land of Yuzhang.

There are poems: "The blue water Danxia is a tiger and a dragon, and the cave is blessed and the hidden fairy court is hidden." Even if the gods are far away, Daoling still makes the demons afraid of the murderer. ”

The poem is about Longhu Mountain, beautiful and lovely, the landscape is beautiful, the aura of Zhong Tiandi is one of the seventy-two blessed places of Taoism, and it is known as the Taoist capital in ancient times.

Today, Longhu Mountain is not peaceful.

Suddenly, there was the largest wave of tourists in decades, crowded with people and a constant buzz.

"Is there really an immortal on Dragon Tiger Mountain? The old heavenly master has lived for more than a hundred years, is he immortal?"

"There are monsters under the mountain, is the old heavenly master an immortal?

"Dao Chief, I have forgotten about the worldly things and intend to go up the mountain to cultivate!"

"Dao Chief, I am a graduate of Kyoto University, and my talent is absolutely outstanding, do you think I have a fairy fate?"

Countless impatient tourists, before dawn, have gathered at the foot of Longhu Mountain, at this moment finally up the mountain, one by one full of interest, is pestering the young Taoist priest to ask about the immortals.

"Everyone, please refrain from pushing, and be careful of stepping on people. ”

The young Taoist priests who were doing their morning homework in the front mountain were entangled and miserable.

They are just the lowest-level Taoist priests, and after reading the news of the Jiangnan incident, they have more doubts than ordinary people in their hearts at this moment.

Do they really know how to cultivate immortals?

Can't it, do homework every morning and evening, and do the temple to save people, but in addition, it seems that there is no cultivation of immortals? I have never seen demons and monsters......

In the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Houshan, there are some Taoist priests and laymen who are cultivating, and there are no tourists and outsiders.

But they can often see that those people are just like them, they are ordinary people, and they can't see anything different from ordinary people.

And the great real person with the highest rank in Longhu Mountain, the old heavenly master Zhang Bingchu, sometimes comes to Qianshan to teach them the scriptures and solve their doubts.

Zhang Bingchu has lived for more than 100 years, his hair is snow-white, and his long beard is also snow-white, but he does not look old, he can usually eat and walk alone, and his speech is also very neat.

But this is not bizarre, Longhu Mountain is good at health preservation, it is world-famous, and many generations of Longhu Heavenly Masters in history have lived for more than 100 years.

Could it be that the Heavenly Master is the legendary immortal?

Still not quite like that.

Those little monks secretly shook their heads in their hearts, thinking that there were cultivators on Longhu Mountain, but there were no immortal cultivators.

Dragon and Tiger Mountain, in the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

The old Heavenly Master Zhang Bingchu had a clear face and a righteous body, wearing the only one in the world.

"The Ancestral Heavenly Master is above, please protect the peace of the world. ”

"The Heavenly Master is ......"

"Oki and Zhenjun are on ......"

“......”

"Pure Yang True Monarch is on the ......"

Zhang Bingchu was in the small and dim ancestral hall, and the portraits of the heavenly masters hanging on the wall were incense in turn.

The last pillar of incense stopped at the pure yang true monarch thousands of years ago.

As everyone knows, the Taoist tradition of Longhu Mountain has been inherited for thousands of years, from the first generation of the ancestor Heavenly Master Xianyou Zhenjun to the current Heavenly Master Zhang Bingchu, the inheritance of the Heavenly Master has gone through more than 60 generations.

But.

The portraits of the heavenly masters of the past dynasties hanging in the ancestral hall, at a glance, there are only more than ten of them!

"In this life, I am one hundred and twenty-four years old, and I have lived a long time. ”

Zhang Bingchu respectfully withdrew from the ancestral hall, the old man was erect, quite tall, touched the white beard, he frowned, and said to himself.

"In life, the world may be suspicious again, and it is time to pass away. But the disciples and grandchildren can't find a few talents, so the next Heavenly Master will be me changing my worldly identity and continuing to take charge of this Dragon and Tiger Mountain?"

Zhang Bingchu walked a few steps forward, suddenly stopped, and remembered something.

"Oh. Forget it, Lord Charcoal Furnace made a move in Jiangnan yesterday. Why did he lose his temper and break the conventional peace......"

Seem.

The way of this peaceful world has changed.

He doesn't have to continue to fake 'death' again?

......

The Land of Thorns.

Eternal unparalleled victory, the world's first immortal mountain.

Zhenwu Mountain.

The old Taoist priest surnamed Zhang, who was a fairy wind and a bone, helplessly pulled away his wrinkled old face and smiled, and took pictures with a few enthusiastic tourists who were like wolves and tigers, and finally got out.

The old Taoist priest hurriedly found a secluded place to avoid the noise, sorted out the old blue Taoist robe, and looked up, it turned out that he had fled to the old site of the Yuxu Palace.

"Huh, why did you come here, forget it, just to talk to an old friend. ”

He stooped over and walked in front of a hundred-ton turtle and camel monument.

The old Taoist priest smiled kindly, bent down and stretched out his skinny old hand, and gently stroked the suppressed basalt statue under the quaint stone tablet where the inscription of the Great Dao was written.

"Zhang Zhenren, please don't touch my eyes, it's very disrespectful. ”

The basalt statue opened the stone skin eyes, and his tone was a little displeased, and there was purple lightning and thunder in those pure black eyes, which shot directly into the heart of the sky, and a black sea was surging endlessly.

When the old Taoist priest heard this, Qi Qiran withdrew his finger and said.

"Yesterday, Lord Charcoal Furnace made a move for no reason and killed Chu Jiang's evil dragon, do you know?"

Xuanwu snorted and said disdainfully: "Don't you know your own situation? Since you escaped the battle by luck, don't you want to be a dog with your tail between your legs? Now you dare to make a move, leaking your traces, you can only leave this too void mountain and sea and avoid those ......."

A strange look suddenly appeared on Xuanwu's face, and he closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking.

The old Taoist priest waited for a while, and when he saw that Xuanwu had no intention of continuing to speak, he changed the topic and said with a sigh.

"As soon as the carbon furnace is moved, the world will be shocked, and you monsters will soon be discovered by curious mortals, hey, after that battle, the conventions and customs will be broken. ”

Xuanwu sneered: "Mortals know about monsters, they must try their best to cultivate, and if they can't calm down and slowly cultivate the art of mountains and seas, if they want to take a shortcut, they can only kill monsters to get true blood." But there are hundreds of millions of mortals, how many monsters do you have to kill to meet the needs of cultivation? There are so many monsters that have been killed, there are always some mountain moving demons and earth immortal demon kings who are not happy, and they will definitely take revenge......

According to Xuanwu, there will soon be contradictions between demons, and if there are contradictions, the world will not be able to live in peace.

"I thought about it all night last night, and I thought the same thing. ”

The old Taoist priest looked worried when he heard this, and said helplessly: "The chaotic world is about to rise, and the corpse mountain and sea of blood will come in an instant, and it can't be stopped." ”

Xuanwu snorted and said: "The earth immortal demon kings are not short-sighted like the dragon king Bai Qiong, they don't want to soar, they know what is outside, and they like to live forever in the Taixu mountains and seas. They took revenge on murder, Zhang Zhenren, how are you human race immortals going to deal with yourself?"

The old Taoist priest scratched his head, glanced at the Xuanwu that had been suppressed in Zhenwu Mountain for thousands of years, and stretched out his palm quite disrespectfully, touching the round pebble head of Xuanwu.

"Then the Taoist priest will go down the mountain. ”

Xuanwu's eyes went up, staring at the palm that was constantly rubbing on the top of his head, and after a while, he helplessly lowered his stone skin eyes.

Stinky Taoist priest, old and immortal, out of sight, not upset.

......

The Land of Lethe.

Endless gloomy clouds, thousands of dead and silent dark rivers, the rickety figures of rotting robes on countless boats, the broken armor drifting in the dark waters, and the white-feathered crows flying low in the sky.

This is Hades!

From time to time, the whispering voice of gods and demons sounded in his ears, and his eyes were extremely dark, vast and indescribably crazy scenes.

The woman in white stopped, her snow-white awl face dusty and tired.

She took the origami from her sleeve and opened it carefully, looking at the last line of small print that had not been crossed.

"After a lot of hardships, we finally arrived at the end of the Lethe River. ”

White Sleeves raised his head, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

At the end of her line of sight, countless black chains across the sky, a majestic hall poured with hundreds of millions of catties of bronze, and countless floating blue-purple Dao seals were a huge and incomparably mutilated throne.

Her gaze traveled far away, falling on the great hall, on the throne, on the languid figure of the emperor.

Strict, enchanting, incomparable, and upside down, that is the uncrowned king of the underworld, the true ruler of the river of Lethe.

As long as people see it, they can't help but want to kowtow and bow down and surrender to their feet forever.

"It's not too late to hope. ”

White Sleeves took a deep breath, clenched the piece of paper, resisted the infinite fear rising in his heart, and walked towards the bronze hall.

......

On the bank of the Chu River, small villas.

Ye Ling walked down from the bus, carrying a large bag of noodles he had just bought, walked for a few minutes, and when he first saw the door, his eyes were fixed.

I saw several people gathered in front of the house, some men and women, wearing uniform black uniforms, some holding blue folders in their hands, some wearing black sunglasses, and some wearing peaked caps that covered their faces.

These people are like secret agents and spies on secret missions in the movie, giving it a concise and capable feel.

Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to take steps and walked straight to the door of the house. 、

The group of people saw Ye Ling coming over, and their eyes looked at each other in unison, and then they took a few steps forward at the same time, blocking Ye Ling's way.

Ye Ling frowned slightly, stopped, and raised his head to look at them.

"Who are you, and what are you going to do?"

A young man came out in response, and his posture was probably the leader of the group, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he was polite, very tall, and somewhat thin.

The young man pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the tip of his nose and smiled, but his tone was cold.

"Your business has happened!"

"Huh. ”

Ye Ling tilted his head when he heard this, narrowed his narrow eyes with a smile, and then gently placed the big bag of noodles in his hand on the ground.

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