People are always not satisfied.

When he didn't eat or drink, he fantasized about being warm and full of food and clothing every day, and he wanted to gain fame and fame after he got food and clothing, and he wanted to be the minister after he got the fame, and after holding the power, he wanted to face south, and when he finally sat on the ninety-five position, he was not satisfied and wanted to live forever.

Presumably, that's what those people see.

Zhang Chuchen couldn't help but sneer when he looked at the Yushitai in his hand against his alchemy offering to the Taoist priest of Qingyang Palace.

Immortality, hmph, he doesn't want to.

Life is short, and it is precisely because of the shortness that we have to work hard to realize our value, and he Zhang Chuchen is already worth it.

As for why he is supporting these Taoist priests...... But for one person.

It was a legendary generation of heroes, a person who had already stood on the top of the rivers and lakes but left in a chic manner, a person who lived the most freely and casually he had ever seen, a person who could treat him as an equal when he was still depressed and poor, and also a person who he never forgot, and even death could not isolate his thoughts.

…… Di Fei ......

"Your Majesty, Qingyangzi asks to see you." The voice of the chamberlain came from outside the door.

"Let him in." He gathered his thoughts and said.

"Yes." The chamberlain opened the door of the imperial study, and a middle-aged Taoist priest with a fairy wind stepped in.

"Your Majesty, the minister lives up to Your Majesty's expectations, and the Divine Pill has finally been refined." The Taoist chief presented a brocade box, Zhang Chuchen opened it and saw that there were two porcelain bottles inside, one black and one white, he shook one of them, and there was some subtle impact sound inside.

"Now that the elixir has been completed, according to the Dao elder, when can this medicine be used?" Although Zhang Chuchen was slightly excited in his heart, his face was still calm.

"Back to Your Majesty, this medicine is condensed by Yuehua, and because of its efficacy, it must be used in the lunar month, according to the minister's calculation, the child hour after twelve days can be used as the time of medicine."

"Okay, then, let's test this pill in the twelfth day, in addition, if you still need anything, just tell Wang Cheng, and he will prepare it for you. Okay, step aside. ”

"Yes." The Taoist priest retreated, but Zhang Chuchen no longer had the heart to review the folds, he just rubbed the smooth porcelain vase in a daze, and his thoughts had long since flown away.

Twelve days later, the hour of the child.

In the cold secret room of the incomparably cold Shura Palace, dozens of red candles made of ambergris were being lit one by one, Zhang Chuchen stood in a poorly lit place, quietly watching Qingyangzi command the attendants to carry a man with his head hanging on his chest to the offering table that had been prepared long ago.

Next to the offering table, there was a huge ice coffin, and a person was sleeping in the coffin, and from the point of view, it was almost the same as the man lying on the offering table.

No, it's not just the body that is similar!

When Qingyangzi asked the person on the offering table to lay it flat, we could find that the person on the offering table had the same appearance as the person in the ice coffin!

Even if it wasn't the first time he saw it, Qingyangzi couldn't help but sigh at Zhang Chuchen's madness, he sometimes really felt that the emperor of this world was already crazy.

Yes, he must be crazy, if it weren't for that, how could he treasure a man's corpse so much, not only spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build this place into an ice world, but even in order to seize a cold jade ice coffin that is said to be able to preserve the body for thousands of years, he actually traveled thousands of miles and launched a three-year war!

But that's just the beginning. After perfectly preserving this corpse, he was still not satisfied, and he actually began to think about resurrecting this man who had been dead for an unknown amount of time!

As a result, he, the Qingyang Palace Master who was originally dedicated to pursuing the way of heaven, was forcibly snatched here by him, helped him refine the pill, and recruited the man to return to Yang.

It's just that whether it is the Guiyang Pill that consumes an unknown number of precious medicinal materials, or the Soul Restoration Array that needs to be drawn with the emperor's blood, they are all ineffective.

And after countless failures, the mad emperor finally finds a secret story from a tattered Qingguo scroll.

That's about the second royal husband named Fang Qingchen in the history of Qingguo.

At that time, the queen of Qingguo was in love with him, and for him he actually beheaded more than ten old ministers, and finally provoked the queen mother, the queen mother summoned him, and the first thing she did when she met was to throw a portrait in front of him, which was the portrait of Fang Qingchen who turned Qingguo upside down two hundred years ago, and that person, with him, touched.

The Queen Mother asked him if he was coming back to take revenge, and Fang Qingchen smiled and said, yes.

Behind that secret is recorded a pill called the Divine Pill, which is said to be passed on by this Fang Qingchen, and its effect is exactly - to be reborn!

This record, for Zhang Chuchen, who had been disappointed too many times, was like a rain from heaven, while ordering him to find medicinal materials to refine pills, he also changed the direction of his search and began to look for a suitable soul carrier.

In the blink of an eye, a few years passed in a hurry, the elixir was finally refined, the carrier was successfully cultivated, and they finally stood in front of this ice coffin again.

Ordering the chamberlain to carry the lid of the coffin, Qingyangzi glanced at the two of them, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching slightly.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! I can't imagine that he, Qingyangzi, is forced to help people do such a thing today! But it's also a shame that this emperor can still find such a person who is the same as the corpse!

I'm afraid, it's taken a lot of effort...... The corner of his eye swept slightly to the sinking king, and he couldn't help but twitch again.

Look at this look...... If I fail again this time, I am afraid that I will not have any good fruit to eat......

Qingyangzi, who was adopted by his master since he was a child and began to embark on the path of cultivating immortals since he was less than a year old, seemed to be a road that no one had ever walked to the end, and finally began to wonder if there was really such a thing as cultivating immortals in this world, and whether the soul was immortal and reincarnated and reborn really existed...... If it exists, such a toss, even if it is dead and transparent, it should be tossed alive, but ...... But...... Qingyangzi calmly commanded everyone to draw a formation diagram on the ground on the surface, but in his heart he began to cry secretly.

But why doesn't this man live???????!!!!!!

Qingyangzi watched silently chanting the incantation while crying without tears as everyone drew their ancient Qingyang Palace's soul conjuring array on the ground with cinnabar............ The thousand-year-old cinnabar handed down by the master has been used, if it doesn't work again...... I guess he won't be able to see the outside sky again.

Soon, the formation map was painted, and everyone moved the offering table and ice coffin into the formation and placed them in the two array eyes, and then they saw that Qingyangzi holding a peachwood sword in his hand and began to dance wildly in the array, and the route he danced was consistent with the direction depicted in the array.

Zhang Chuchen stood in the shadows, he stared intently at the formation diagram, but he didn't notice that the shadow behind him showed a little corner of his clothes, and as Qingyangzi danced, the more clear the corners of his clothes became, but in such a dim corner, plus no one dared to look at this king at all, so no one noticed this amazing scene at all.

Finally, Qingyangzi's dance reached the limit, only to hear a snap, the peachwood sword in his hand folded with the sound, and he himself knelt on one leg with a weak knee.

"Your Majesty, it's time to use Dan!" He stopped screaming and fell to the ground.

Zhang Chuchen stepped out of the light, his hands slipped out of the wide sleeves of his coat, he handed a black bottle to the chamberlain, and he himself pulled the cork of the white porcelain bottle.

With a slight shake of his hand, a pill with a strange smell landed in his palm.

It's cold. He reached out to help the body in the ice coffin, the icy temperature made him shiver, but he still insisted on pulling him into his arms.

Gently opening the closed lips, the inner attendant put the pill in the black porcelain bottle into the mouth of the carrier, and at the same time stuffed the pill in his hand into the mouth of the corpse.

Then he stood there, staring at the corpse's face as if it were still smiling.

Will you wake up?

It's been so many years, will you still wake up?

It's been a long, long time since you went to sleep, and you see, I've got a lot of gray hair.

I used to hate why I met you so late, but now, perhaps

I used to hate why I met you so late, but now, maybe I hate why I age so fast......

Wake up, please, in that living body, wake up.

Reluctantly, he placed the body in the ice coffin, and turned to look at the carrier whose chest was rising and falling.

loose hands, suddenly clenched; The calm face suddenly fluctuated; The rise and fall of the chest quickly turns into intense ...... Finally, the carrier's eyes opened!

Just the next second......

"Uh, poof!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed straight into Zhang Chuchen, who was running over quickly, with a full head and a face, and the carrier's eyes widened and he didn't move.

Failed......

After standing still for an hour, Zhang Chuchen finally determined this fact that made him helpless and angry.

"Bang dang!" He kicked the offering table so hard that he threw the lifeless body to the ground.

Fake, fake again! He turned to look at the body in the ice coffin. Sure enough, it's only you or is it true, is it really only you who stayed? Why, why are you just leaving this to me! ”

"I've done so much for you, why don't you open your eyes and look at me!" He slapped the offering table a little uncontrollably, and a yellowed fragment fell from his sleeve.

"What's the use of these, what's the use of these, ah, what's the use??!! What three lives cause and effect, what rebirth and rebirth, are all deceitful! Seeing the fragment of the book, which he could almost recite by heart, Zhang Chuchen swept it out in a rage, and the fragment smashed a red candle, and the candle flame quickly ignited a corner of it.

"And you, you're a liar too." In a blink of an eye, he faced Qingyangzi who had just had a little strength to get up from the ground, and in despair, he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, and stabbed the sword into his back heart, the Qingyangzi's mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it in the end, his eyes in the direction where Zhang Chuchen began to stand lost his anger after a moment of widening.

A touch of the corners of the clothes, in the thin light corners, disappeared without a trace.

A fragment of the book, burned off the cover, revealing a hidden page, with a few lines of small characters written on it - Fang Qingchen's play, if there is any similarity, it is pure coincidence.

The fire ignited the inner pages, and in an instant, only a pile of ashes remained.

At that moment, the king of the world grew old in an instant

That year, he left the king Zhang Chuchen and destroyed the religion.

[END]

PS: End pulling, sprinkling flowers ~~~~~~~~~~~

Well, what do you say, I always feel that it doesn't look like he writes ~~~~~~~~~~~~~