Who doesn't dream of eternal life?

Although the Great Emperor lives the same life as Heaven and Earth, how many people can really live forever? The Great Emperor who has fallen in the long river of time does not know how many mortals, so even the Great Emperor is looking for a way to make himself immortal and his body and soul to live forever in the world.

And the monk who has gone the farthest on this path is undoubtedly the Immortal Emperor.

As the owner of the Immortal Pupil, he is also often referred to as the Immortal Emperor.

"He is very special, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be recovered in an instant, and his life is long, he has never been a monk with outstanding talents, but he has become an emperor with a long lifespan, and the interesting thing is that his blood also contains a strong vitality," Emperor Yun suddenly laughed as if he remembered something interesting, " When he was not yet an emperor, there was a rumor among cultivators that his blood was infinitely vibrant, and just by drinking a sip, he could increase his longevity for a hundred years, and if he was refined into an elixir, he could produce white flesh and a great medicine for the living dead, so he was always remembered by others, and there were fewer people who beat him up after becoming an emperor. ”

"But this rumor is not too wrong," Emperor Yun said with a little bitterness, "In those most difficult battles, several of us survived by his blood, and in that final war, it was he who escaped with his wounds and the Terrans...... I also read your memories to know that he actually lasted 10,000 years after that, migrating in the darkness with the human race......" Emperor Yun's eyes were sad, painful, and sighed for his former friend's sad old age, "In the final battle, his Dao Ji was shattered, I don't know how he survived, but it must have been painful." ”

For the emperor, he should bear the thorn for the world.

This sentence was engraved on Xuanji Mountain, where the Tianji Pavilion was located, and it was also famous among the human race, but it was not until today that Su Qi really knew its meaning.

He stared at the chessboard silently, was silent for a moment, and asked softly, "This story should be far from over. ”

"Of course, it's just that I'm done talking about Sikong Clan," Emperor Yun raised his right index finger, and a faint cloud of smoke erupted from his fingertips, quickly outlining a picture, "But let me show you what happened in the real Shaluo City." ”

The cloud and mist scroll expanded rapidly, engulfing Su Qi inside.

Just as soon as his eyes flickered, there were picture scrolls floating in front of Su Qi, starting from resting in the desert until the camel merchants entered the city, each picture scroll had their smiles on it, Sikong Zhuo, Nangong Mo, Gao Shen, Chen Chuchu....... Su Qi remembered the appearance of each of them, and seeing them reappear at this time, a strange sense of loss arose.

He slowly went through the whole story.

Different from his choice, Sikong Zhuo chose to return to the Homecoming Inn after burning down the military building in the city, so in the city lord's mansion, Xue Yun dragged on for enough time and directly killed the city lord of Shaluo City after the fire swept the whole city, but because of the existence of the same life talisman, the two died at the same time.

The city of Shaluo was finally burned down, and the Darong army that arrived two days later was stunned in front of the city gate that had not yet burned out, and they were at a loss before they could wait for a new order from the Darong court, and they were completely defeated by the Dajin army that rushed to this place in a hurry, and took control of the entire desert, and at the same time, the Da Jin officially declared war on Darong.

As for the camel traders, each has his own fate.

Sikong Zhuo returned to the homecoming inn early, but unfortunately woke up Song Zhi, who was asleep, while the two were talking, they saw a fire burning outside the house, and the two quickly woke up the rest of the caravan, thinking of fleeing from the city as soon as possible, but the fire dragon raging on the street caused them heavy casualties.

Chu Dong, Gao Shen, and the Yuan brothers all died here, Nangong Mo was hit by a stone and died in an alley in order to save Chen Chuchu.

So in the end, there were Sikong Zhuo, Chen Chuchu and Song Zhi.

The Clouds and Mists quietly collapsed after they escaped from Saro City.

"Sikong Zhuo actually escaped......" Su Qi said in a low voice, his heart was incomprehensible.

Emperor Yun played with the chess pieces in his hand, "Your choice is different because you don't have much affection for Sikong Er, but the real Sikong Zhuo is different, he and Sikong Zhuo grew up together, and they have a deep relationship, even if he sacrifices his life, he wants to save Sikong Er, but ......"

Emperor Yun paused, and sighed with some emotion, " Nangong Mo's death still had a great impact on Sikong Zhuo, he could no longer bear to blindly obey the orders of the Great Jin, and chose to go off the rails, although the specific story was buried in the years, even I don't know, but I knew part of the past from Sikong Zhuo's mouth, Sikong Zhuo escaped from Shaluo City, planned a conspiracy against the Great Jin, he swept away a treasure that was very important to the Great Jin, in order to threaten the Great Jin to release Sikong Er, but what he didn't know was that the true value of Sikong Er was far more than other treasures, so he didn't succeed at all, and was finally killed by the shadow detectives sent by the Great Jin。 ”

"As for Song Zhi," Emperor Yun's expression became serious, "In the illusion you experienced, he was not woken up by Sikong Zhuo who came back, and when he woke up, the fire had already engulfed the inn, so he couldn't escape, but in real history, Song Zhi, who was woken up early, was lucky enough to pick up his life, and he had an extraordinary opportunity." ”

"Chance?" Emperor Yun's expression was too strange, making Su Qi a little puzzled.

Emperor Yun banged on the table, as if he was considering the words, and only said slowly after a while, "The three of them originally escaped from Shaluo City together, and they guessed that this matter was related to Dajin and Darong, in order to avoid possible troops, they chose to flee south, but Sikong Zhuo left alone halfway, leaving only Song Zhi and my mother." ”

"They lack water and food, and it is impossible for them to cross the desert, but it just so happened that my father, ah, at that time he was still the king of Zhaonan, was leading a safari team to hunt sand lions in the desert, and met two people who were about to fall into a coma, and brought them back to Dajin. ”

"Some stories may also have you guessed, the queen mother cultivated in her father's palace, and the two fell in love for a long time, and finally came together, and Song Zhi also got courtesy in the palace because he was the old acquaintance of the queen mother, and I also referred to this by chance. ”

Emperor Yun let out a long sigh, "As survivors of that disaster, the Queen Mother and Song Zhi immediately asked their father, who was only King Zhaonan at the time, about the real reason for the accident in Shaluo City, and learned that after the Great Jin Dynasty burned down Shaluo City, Song Zhi was engulfed in hatred. ”

"At that time, in the Zhaonan Palace, there were two low-level cultivators, Song Zhi begged my father to allow him to worship under one of them, it stands to reason that it is too late to embark on the path of cultivation at Song Zhi's age, unless the talent is amazing, otherwise there is no way to achieve anything, but the mediocre talent Song Zhi broke the barrier of age, and finally became a half-emperor. ”