Chapter 4: I have stepped on the peak, but I am also a mortal on the road to immortality

High in the sky, between the white clouds.

There is an ethereal figure, holding a wine bottle, and the white robe flutters in the wind, stepping into the air at will.

It swayed and swayed, as if it was not strong enough to drink, but the bronze sword he was holding was faintly noticeable.

"Here we are..."

Su Yun stood on the high platform, staring at the immortal traces that had been left behind in the ninety-fifth world, and sighed lightly.

If you fail or succeed, it's up to you to see the future!

"Boom !!"

On the bronze sword, the dragon roared, deafening!

Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds change!

The wielded sword qi, accompanied by a huge dragon roar, turned into a sword qi green dragon, as if it was about to devour the entire heaven and earth!

Chen Ping'an's face was burgundy and smiled lightly.

Gazing at the place where the entire Great Qianlong Vein is located, looking at the First Emperor, his eyes are full of flatness and indifference!

But... Right now!

Angry voices rang out from all over Kyoto!

"Immortals are unfair, and they behead immortals!"

"If you can't kill the immortals, you can kill the real me!"

"Today, we live and die with the First Emperor!"

The voice is full of unwillingness! Not angry! And... Fanaticism for the First Emperor!

The huge golden aura slowly rose into the air from everywhere, condensing into an invisible five-clawed golden dragon!

The five-clawed golden dragon slowly rose into the air, facing the sword qi green dragon from afar, silently confronting each other!

"Oh?"

Chen Ping'an's indifferent pupils showed a hint of surprise.

With such a pure power of faith, the golden dragon of national fortune condensed...

It is necessary to leave a strong ink in history, and the minister who has left a name for the ages must not be!

Can...

The source of these breaths...

That's too much! Too much!

With spiritual power, take a closer look...

In Chen Ping'an's pupils, the color of surprise was even stronger!

The source of the breath...

Was...

A simple farmer! Commoners!

...

In a place in the capital, a guy who usually carries a burden puts down his flat shoulder and picks up a short sword full of cold light!

Stand on top of a stone staircase and look out at the sky.

The dark cheeks were flushed with excitement.

"I don't know martial arts, and I don't know any big truths!"

"But I know that I can be fed, clothed, and safe, all thanks to the First Emperor!"

"The First Emperor has put an end to the troubled times with his own hands! It has given our people a peaceful and prosperous world! Lang Lang Qian! ”

"Now... Immortals want to behead the First Emperor? ”

"I'll kill the immortals!"

"You can't kill immortals... Kill me! ”

"It is bound to live and die with the first emperor!!"

On the other side, a famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes sent out a green silk white sword, pointing to the sky from afar!

The swordsman smiled heartily and calmly went to his death:

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!"

"I was born under the rule of the First Emperor and grew up in the Yong'an period, and my eyes are all great!"

"Deceived my first emperor, committed a big offense against me, and harmed my homeland..."

"It's an immortal, and I'll kill it!"

A thicker breath slowly rose into the air, turning into nourishment, nourishing the five-clawed golden dragon, making its momentum better than before!

Scene after scene like this... Happens in every corner of the capital!

Under the scrutiny of spiritual power... Undoubtedly!

In Chen Ping'an's originally indifferent eyes, the trace of surprise was completely transformed into approval.

Whispering softly:

"The people's hearts are longing, the people's expectations are returned, the people love them, and they go to their deaths..."

"Actually, with the power of strong faith, the soul of the national dragon has been condensed!"

Looking at the high platform below, the first emperor with gray hair and still calm pupils.

In Chen Ping'an's eyes, the color of approval was even stronger.

'Statue of the Born Emperor...'

'No wonder... It can brew the true dragon qi of the Mandate of Heaven, create a great cause through the ages, and achieve great unification...'

"Immortal Master, drinking alone, isn't it a little lonely?"

"In my hall, we set up an aging brew, taking from the past and present, nearly 10,000 brewing masters, among the thousands of bottles of peerless wine, the most pure, mellow drop, composed of this brew."

"Its name... Yong'an! ”

"It's been sealed in the dust for forty years, waiting for the immortal master to taste it!"

On the high platform, Su Yun smiled softly.

Looking at the white clouds from afar, the ethereal Chen Ping'an felt more and more peaceful in his heart.

I've been waiting for the Immortal Trail of the Ninety-fifth Generation... It's right in front of you!

Don't... Not excited, not eager?

No!

It's because it's so longing...

Su Yun will be willing to restrain the heat in his eyes and maintain his inner peace!

The farther you go to success, the more you need to be careful about failure...

Chen Ping'an did not open the gate of heaven with a sword like in his previous life, which showed that his plan was successful!

The conjecture that does not hurt the people... It's confirmed!

That... What about good wine?

Su Yun quietly looked at Chen Ping'an in the sky, with no joy or sadness in his eyes.

I don't know if it's an illusion...

In Su Yun's eyes, Chen Ping'an's eyes seemed to flicker with a glimmer of light!

A smile also appeared on Chen Ping'an's face!

The white robe waved in the wind, swaying and holding the wine bottle, and put away the sword.

The sword qi and the green dragon disappeared.

The sky is extremely clear and the sun is shining.

An ethereal sound came faintly from high in the sky, ethereal.

"Good!"

......

In the temple.

Chen Ping'an put away the bronze sword and raised his wine glass, his eyes blooming with excitement.

"Good wine!"

Just a light taste, I can't help but admire it from the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, he no longer looks like an immortal who is out of the world, but like an uninhibited chivalrous scholar.

"Although this wine is good, there is still a trace of flaw."

Su Yun sighed leisurely, and the old man's voice was full of gloom.

"Oh?"

"This wine condenses the essence of hundreds of schools, captures the length of ten thousand wines, and casts the foundation of exquisite taste, which is already the best in the mortal world."

"There is no way to enter in the mortal world... And you say it's flawed? ”

Chen Ping'an's eyes showed an interested look.

When it comes to his wine, he has a surprisingly stubborn nature.

Shaking his head, Su Yun didn't say anything.

Just slowly, for Chen Ping'an, poured another glass of wine.

Wrinkled hands, shake gently!

"Immortal Master, please drink this cup!"

"This wine... No more flawless! ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned.

I looked at this glass of wine in a daze...

In the cup, condensed the great Qian, throughout the ages, the true dragon qi of the five thousand years of dragon veins has turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, quietly hovering on the surface of the wine, opening its teeth and dancing its claws.

He glanced at Su Yun deeply.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an no longer regarded him as a mortal!

"The statue of the emperor is born in the sky, and the people want to be forever prosperous..."

"Destiny True Dragon Qi..."

"Who the hell are you?"

"How do you know... What am I here for? ”

His eyes were full of solemnity.

Faintly, I seemed to see that this old man, the first emperor of Daqian, had an invisible hand behind his back.

Su Yun's extremely plain face showed a smile.

muttered to himself.

seems to answer Chen Ping'an, and it seems to answer his inner self.

"Who am I?"

"I am Lianzhong Sanyuan, the unicorn of the world, and the champion of the world."

"I am the eighteen-year-old head of Wudang, and I am the leader of the martial arts alliance."

"I am a general on the battlefield, and I am also a powerful minister in power against the government and the opposition."

"What's more... I became the co-master of the world and the first emperor of the ages. ”

"But... I am also the one who walks all over the mountains and rivers, looking for ruins and ancient buildings, and has not been able to trace the immortals... A mortal. ”

Chen Ping'an was silent, quietly looking at the old man in front of him.

From his body, I saw the scratches of the years, the vicissitudes of all things, the prosperity of thousands of people at the peak, and the loneliness in the dead of night.

Immortal.

See...

An eighty-year-old man, stubborn in seeking immortals...

At this moment, he is no longer the emperor of the mortal world, the first emperor of Daqian. But... An ordinary, dying person, but still... A mortal who longs for the path of immortals.

"Since I ascended the throne, I have been persevering in my search for immortals, and now, forty-six years have passed."

"Finally... At the end of his life, he found... My Immortal Journey! ”

"Day and night, looking forward to this day, naturally I have been prepared."

"Something that can be looked at by the immortal master... I'm afraid it's just me, right? ”

"I will give it! I only ask for an immortal master to help me embark on the path of immortality! ”

Su Yun's calm voice sounded slowly.

Slowly, but firmly. In the vicissitudes of life... With determination.

Chen Ping'an sighed lightly.

I gave up the conjecture in my heart about the people behind the scenes.

In the eyes, there are full of praise, and... A hint of heartfelt admiration.

If... I wasn't born in this immortal land.

Person... It will definitely be in the world of cultivating immortals, and there will be something to do, right?

"The road to immortality is long, and I dare not be a teacher."

"Fellow Daoist, my name is Chen Ping'an, dare to ask the name?"

Chen Ping'an was meticulous and used the etiquette for immortal cultivators.

Maybe... All that was in front of him was a mortal.

Cultivation is very different from oneself.

But... The Tao in the eyes is the same way.

His inner desire for immortal paths, stubbornness... Chen Ping'an is also ashamed!

"The path of immortals is a journey, and the master is the teacher."

"My name is Su Yun, I dare to ask Immortal Master Chen and lead me into the Dao!"

Su Yun arched his hand, and his calm face was extremely serious.

The Ninety-Five's Wait...

Now...

It's finally here...

It's harvest time!