"Yes, I'm here, I've read books all my life..."

"I still can't see the warmth and coldness of this world, and I can't see the essence of people's hearts..."

"The more books I read, the more ambiguous and unreal the world becomes."

On weekdays, no matter what others say, the scholar who always remains silent rarely takes the initiative to speak.

Because he hadn't spoken for too long, his voice was unusually hoarse, and he spoke in a strange intonation.

The scholar got up slowly, his long scruffy hair covering his face, making it difficult to see his expression.

Several thugs were a little surprised to see this scene and looked at each other.

"At first, I thought it was me who was wrong, I just didn't read much."

"Later, I felt that the mistake was the book, that it didn't really record the world."

"Just now, I figured it out."

"Actually, it's the world that's wrong."

"The world is already corrupt, how can we talk about it."

"If there are more filthy and rotten things, the world will be dirty."

"What I want to do is not to explore the truth of the world from the book, but to turn the world into what the book is."

"Maybe it will be easier."

The sound of the vicissitudes of the book echoed in the streets.

"On the path of immortals..."

"It's time to check it out."

"Only by standing taller can we remove impurities more conveniently and quickly, purify the world, and purify the 'book mountain'."

The scholar was still hunched over, leaning on a stick made of branches, and looked back at the huge mountain of books behind him.

"A life of hardship and a life of cold, a pious heart to serve the mountain."

"It's a pity that the filth has not gone, and it is in vain to read thousands of books."

With a sigh, he walked slowly towards the thugs on crutches, slowly passing them and walking into the distance.

"Old thing! You...."

The thugs reacted, looked at the back of the beggar and cursed.

I just seemed...

I was frightened by this guy's eyes!

"Dying and decrepit, reading books for half a lifetime."

"Waste the years, and show your glory again."

"Jiang Ziya - Thunder Technique."

The beggar didn't look back, just whispered softly.

The next moment, in the blue sky, a thunderbolt suddenly fell, slashing at the thug who opened the mouth.

But in an instant, the bastard turned into char and fell to the ground.

The others were terrified and fled.

The beggars sat casually on the side of the road, waiting for the arrival of the government soldiers.

"On the path of immortals..."

"Hehe..."

"Stepping on the path of immortals, it is better to seal the immortal record in the end."

……

Imperial.

"Now that Xianlin is coming, what you lack is just an opportunity."

"What so-called blessings are no match for the arrival of true immortals."

"The moment the immortal comes, you can step up to the clouds!"

Wang Qiusheng looked at the people below and worked hard to deliver his speech.

There was a look of fanaticism in everyone's eyes.

It wasn't until everyone left that Wang Qiusheng didn't look as excited as before, but sat in the corner tiredly.

Even if it is really a very passionate thing, after talking about it ten or a hundred times, it will become boring.

Fortunately, after a month's hard work, he can be regarded as gaining a firm foothold in the imperial city.

Different from the high-end route operated by Shanhai City, Wang Qiusheng was born in the Imperial City, and the main development was ruffians, beggars, thieves, and a series of low-level characters.

Although those elites may bring some high-end intelligence to themselves, it is too easy to be detected.

And there are also many sources of intelligence, and in some cases, they can have unexpected effects.

"Shanhai City..."

"One day, I'll go back."

"I hope you won't be too surprised when we meet again."

"Liu Chengfeng..."

In the past month, Wang Qiusheng has woken up from nightmares for I don't know how many nights, and his mind is full of Liu Chengfeng's smiling face.

Especially the seemingly gentle voice, saying slowly to yourself...

'Are there any ancient books?' ’

It's like the devil whispering.

When he woke up suddenly on the bed and found that he was already in Shanhai City, he would breathe a sigh of relief.

But he knew it was a dream, but he still sent a ghost, according to the legend handed down by his ancestors, in a ruin somewhere outside the imperial city, he turned out a bronze key.

Due to the age, word of mouth, I can't remember what this key is for.

Anyway, that's probably what it means...

Great stuff!

"Next time, there's something to save your life again."

Wang Qiusheng took out the bronze key, rubbed it gently, and muttered to himself.

But soon he came to his senses.

"That's not right!"

"It's me who will use this thing to improve my strength and take Liu Chengfeng's life!"

"That's right!"

Wang Qiusheng once again strengthened his belief.

High in the moon.

It's a full moon.

Wang Qiusheng, who was holding the bronze key, suddenly froze in place, his pupils were a little dilated, and he raised his head sluggishly, looking at the sky, his eyes numb.

"The Second Immortal Coming..."

"Preparing..."

"The Land of Burial Immortals..."

"Speed up your practice..."

Wang Qiusheng was like an unconscious walking corpse, chanting words without emotion.

It wasn't until the dark clouds covered the bright moon and the earth returned to darkness that Wang Qiusheng suddenly closed his eyes and fell to the ground suddenly.

Half an hour passed before he slowly opened his eyes a little tired.

"That's what the ancestors said..."

"The fairy whispers... Listen to the fairy sounds..."

"The Second Immortal Coming..."

"Burial Immortals..."

Echoing the whispers in his mind, Wang Qiusheng subconsciously clenched the bronze key in his hand, his eyes full of excitement.

"When the immortal realm is in the sky again, the immortal qi of this world will also increase."

"Borrow the immortal qi to ascend and open the place of burial immortals..."

Wang Qiusheng began to get excited, carefully put the key back in his pocket, and got up tiredly.

The persistence of my ancestors over the years is still meaningful!

Although he suffered a lot in Shanhai City, he rose again in the Imperial City!

This is the place where you can hide your dragon.

The day the dragon came out of the abyss, when the mountain and sea city were destroyed.

At this moment, Wang Qiusheng's heart once again appeared with pride and ambition, all the hardships are just for a better tomorrow.

"Wang Qiusheng?"

Just as Wang Qiusheng was constantly imagining his future, a calm voice broke the silence of the night sky and sounded in his ears.

"Who?"

Under the destruction of Liu Chengfeng, Wang Qiusheng had become extremely vigilant, and at the moment of his body's influence, his muscles tensed, he stepped back, and launched a spell for a while, melting himself into the darkness, preparing to run away.

No matter who comes, you can call his name accurately, run first, yes!