With a stomach full of confusion, Han Xing was invited to a luxurious gold-decorated carriage, which had only one roof and four open walls, replaced by translucent bright yellow curtains. Under the breeze, the gauze curtain puffs up like a sail, swaying with the wind, and it is very cool and ventilated in it~ I'm afraid it's not good in winter!

This carriage carried Han Xing all the way north until it came out of the Xuanwu Gate. In sight, it is a fairyland on earth:

Nearby, the neat blue brick paved road stretches to the end of the skyline. The flower beds on both sides of the road are planted with all kinds of flowers, and there are even some rare varieties that Han Xing has never heard of and never seen.

It's the evening (chūn), and the flowers are blooming luxuriantly, one by one, stretching the buds, and the air is filled with a sweet fragrance. This aroma seems to have turned into substance, forming patches of mist (yinyunwuǎi) near the flower garden, and taking a sip of the fragrance of Nalanhui is as intoxicating as if sipping fine wine.

Within the line of sight ahead, more than a dozen steep peaks, high and low, scattered, green pines and cypresses dotted in the meantime, sheep intestine trail spiraling up, but to a certain height, but cut off by the clouds and mist that surround it, as if the whole mountain is shrouded in a mysterious veil, waiting for someone to go and find out~

Han Xing's mind suddenly flashed a sentence from Liu Yuxi's "Burrow": "The mountain is not high, and if there is an immortal, it is famous!" ”

The ground on both sides of the road is full of green grass, butterflies and warblers fly, not far away, through the shady green bamboo, you can vaguely see the beige white sand, or occasionally hear the sound of the undulating waves crashing against the shore.

"This is the peninsula north of Tianjing City, right?" Han Xing looked at the picturesque and beautiful scenery in front of him, and suddenly realized where he was.

According to the rumors I heard at the beginning, some people said that there were gods living in this place, and some said that this place was a royal garden. But one thing is certain, that is: the northernmost peninsula of the Eastern Continent, because it is cut off by the Tianjing Mansion Yu Continent, is the most mysterious place on this Eastern Road!

After half an hour's drive, Han Xing finally came to a beautiful (diàn) universe, which is not large in scale, but it reveals a beautiful atmosphere of Zhong Lingyu. It can be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs. Of course, this is also compared to the tall mansions in the purple (jìn) city, compared to ordinary people, but it can be called a "giant"!

Following the little eunuch's twists and turns, Han Xing finally saw the main master. At this time, the Emperor Taishang was sitting on a futon with his back to Han Xing. On the high platform in front of him are three statues of gods of human height, which seems to be the so-called Sanqing of Taoism.

You ask Han Xing how he sees it? Well, in fact he didn't see it at all!

It's just that this old man with his back to him is dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a dark green Taoist robe, wearing a bamboo crown on his head, and holding a dust whisk in his hand. Of course, these alone were not enough for Han Xing to realize where these three great gods were. The most important thing is that the plaque outside this (diàn) clearly reads "三清 (diàn)". Han Xing is not illiterate after all!

"You're here?" The moment Han Xing stepped into the threshold, the old man with his back to Han Xing suddenly said in a mysterious voice.

"You're finally here!" This time, there was a bit of relief in the old man's voice.

"I'll go, this old guy has his eyes open behind his back?" Han Xing was taken aback by his voice, and suddenly sneered in his heart.

As if to answer Han Xing's question, the old man spoke: "You are connected to my blood, from the moment you stepped into this heavenly capital, the old man has already sensed your existence!" ”

"What blood is connected? I'm not related to you, I've never met, it's just a meeting in Pingshui~ If it's me, I can also hear the sound of others coming in·····" Speaking of this, Han Xing's words came to an abrupt end, because the old man had already turned his head, just looked at him quietly, smiling, and didn't speak, but the smile was full of kindness and kindness.

Han Xing suddenly had a feeling like being struck by lightning, he felt that the person in front of him was so good-looking, and he had a sense of déjà vu. So much so that his last sentence "What kind of mystery are you pretending!" "I swallowed it all hard.

"Do you know who the old man is?" The old man was the first to break the silence and spoke.

"Who the hell are you?" Han Xing's voice trembled a little, and he faintly sensed that there was some kind of connection between himself and this old man.

"You already know the answer, don't you?" The old man smiled slightly, but asked rhetorically.

"Your surname is Han?" Han Xing asked in disbelief. The old man only nodded slightly.

"You are the father of the current emperor?" This time, the old man smiled and shook his head.

"Grandfather?"

"Great-grandfather?"

As Han Xing guessed again and again, he knew that he was getting closer and closer to that answer!

"You're Han Shin? That Han Shin? Huai (yīn) Hou Hanxin, Emperor Taizu of the Han Dynasty, right? Han Xing's heart was like a big stone hanging from it, beating up and down.

"That's right! Huai (yīn) Hou, what a familiar and unfamiliar title! The old man hadn't heard anyone call himself Huai (yīn) Hou for five hundred years! Now, the old man is even more sure that you are from that world! You are the descendant of the old decay~" The old man seemed to be a little stunned, and he couldn't extricate himself from the memory of the past.

"Your descendants? Am I your descendant? It's impossible! I mean, although my surname is Han, there are more people with the surname Han in the world! Nearly two thousand years have passed since the Han Dynasty in which you live! Even if there is a blood relationship between me and you, it is already very thin~" Han Xing said in disbelief.

"Indeed, the blood between you and the old decay has become very thin after thousands of years of alternation. It is true that in that world, there may be beings with more mellow blood than you, but only you are here, and no one else! You, the old man, have to wait for someone! The old man paused.

"So, haven't you lived for thousands of years, how can this?" This old man is indeed old, with snow-white hair and fluttering hair.

"What's impossible? Over the years, the old man has devoted himself to cultivation and achieved a small success! Therefore, the longevity has increased greatly~" The old man said.

"But how did you get from the real world to the infinite world?" Han Xing blurted out and asked.

"It's also strange to say that back then, after defeating Xiang Yu, when cleaning the battlefield, the old man accidentally got a strange-looking black bracelet. This thing is neither gold nor jade, it is very rare, and the old man will paste it (shēn) and carry it. Later, the old man Zheng (yù) went to Xiao He's appointment and went to Weiyang Palace together. The black bracelet actually reminded the old man not to go to the appointment, saying that there would be a curse of killing (shēn)! But the old man trusted the old thief Xiao He very much at that time, and he still went regardless of it! Unexpectedly, in the Weiyang Palace, it almost became the place where the old man was buried! Woohoo~ The old man fought all his life, fought fiercely on the battlefield, and almost died at the hands of the woman in the deep palace! Speaking of this, two lines of cloudy tears flowed from the old man's cloudy eyes.

"A weird black bracelet? This Nima is an Infinity watch, right? Han Xing was shocked when he heard this, and thought in his heart: "Could it be that this infinity watch was there two thousand years ago?" This is too magical~"

"Fortunately, you are so close to the old man that you even have the same name, it's really providence, providence!" The old man sighed.

"I wonder what the old ancestor has to say?" Han Xing also had a burst of anticipation in his heart: Do you have to pass on your magic skills to me? Or is it the Supreme Immortal Method? Those martial arts who meet the old man in the deep mountains are properly the rhythm of getting the world's magic skills! What's more, the old man in front of him is still an ancestor who is related to him by blood, if he doesn't give himself a little good thing for his descendant, he can't say it!

"It's just a meeting gift, your old man can just give me a low-grade immortal artifact or something like that to play with? If you make me a prince again, I'll ask for this, isn't it too much? Han Xing thought in his heart that he would become prosperous from now on, backed by the Han Dynasty, to become a happy second ancestor, and then bring his wife and children to cultivate immortals and preach the Tao together.

As if seeing through Han Xing's expectant eyes, the old man smiled and beckoned to Han Xing:

"Okay~ Xing'er, come here! The old man does have something to give you~" I saw Huai (yīn) Hou his old man stretch out his hand and lightly touch it on Han Xing's forehead, and Han Xing felt a coolness spread around his forehead.

"You have awakened the bloodline skill: the more the merrier, currently at the first order. As it currently works, your troop limit is increased by 10%. ”

"That's it?" When Han Xing heard the prompt of the space, he was stunned for a while, and then complained frantically: +10% of the troop limit? The troop cap is a magic thing, huh? (Someone never seems to notice that there's another obscure genus (xìng) in its genus (xìng) column: the troop cap...) ）

"I said, don't you have anything else to give me? It's just such a bloodline skill, this is too chilling, isn't it? You don't have any exercises to cultivate immortals? Or is it a magic weapon, a fairy weapon or something like that? You, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, have cultivated immortals for five hundred years, how can you not have something good in your hands? ”

"You kid, you're so greedy! The bloodline of the old man, a soldier immortal, makes you worthless! You know, it is with this bloodline that the old man has come to this point! After unlocking Han Xing's bloodline, the old man said with a tired face.

"I said, Ancestor, didn't you come to me just to help me unlock my bloodline?" Han Xing asked.

"Of course not! Now the old man has encountered a problem, and only you can help solve it! Hearing this, Lao Hanxin said with some hesitation.

"What kind of problem, as long as I can help you, I will do my best!" Han Xing heard the words (xiōng) 脯道. The family doesn't speak two words, and what Han Xing values most is feeling (qíng).

"Alas~ the old man Shouyuan is going to be exhausted! In the past hundred years, the old man's cultivation has stagnated and it is difficult to make progress! It is said that it was because of the excessive killing of the year, and the (shēn) was too angry! Old Han said in a sad tone, with tears in his eyes.

"I heard that the imperial court once sent people to find the spring of eternal life, don't you know?" Han Xing asked in surprise.

"Of course the old man knows that those people were sent out by the old man!" Old Han Xin sighed and said.

"Then why should you worry about Shou Yuan? As far as I know, as long as you get the spring of eternal life, you can live forever~"

"Alas~ The eternal spring water, after leaving the corresponding world, loses its effect!" Old Han Xin smiled bitterly.

"Tell me, what do you want me to help you find? Elixir or exotic flowers? Han Xing asked directly.

The old man suddenly smiled strangely, this smile was fleeting, and he suddenly asked in an amiable tone, "Fortunately! Do you have any unfulfilled wishes, or people you can't let go? ”