Xu Qingke stood on the Chenglong Palace.

His body was too thin, his wide green shirt was flying, and his whole body seemed to be swept away by the strong wind at any time.

Beside him, the young pope of the Taoist sect, and the great knowledge of the Buddhist sect of Lingshan, one left and one right, stood slowly.

On the other side of the fog, the emperor, who was seriously injured, was shrouded in cold fog all over, and he couldn't see his expression or emotions clearly.

"The Iron Law of Blockade...... It was Yuan Chun who died. ”

Taizong's voice sounded word by word in the main hall.

When the emperor said this, there seemed to be a faint sadness in his tone, and in front of outsiders, he barely revealed his emotions.

When Xu Zang died, there was a trace of regret.

And when he said the four words that Yuan Chun was dead, there was no doubt...... The iron law cannot be used, and this is the only possibility.

Yuan Chun is dead, and he has some ...... Saddened.

Xu Qingke nodded and said, "I'll send him on the road." ”

The three people standing in front of Taizong were three very strange people.

A white-haired strategist, a young pope, a young monk.

These three people did not have the breath of cultivation on their bodies.

These three people, when they were placed in Tiandu City, except for their slightly peculiar appearance, they were no different from ordinary people...... They don't know how to practice, they don't have a quenching body, and they can see it with just a little bit of cultivation.

There are some things that can't fool people.

Chen Yi's bone age is less than 20 years.

The monks of Kunshan traveled with a large number of guards, because this Lingshan master did not have any cultivation, which is news known to the world.

And Xu Qingke has gone from incognito to showing up, and has been in the wind and rain for the past few years, and has no time to practice.

And at this moment, those standing in the Chenglong Hall are these three people.

There were just these three people.

Among them, the foreheads of the young man and the monk were burning with a faint flame, and the main hall of the Chenglong Hall was still a bitter cold, and this flame burned nothingness, with a strong coercion, opening up a pure place of three feet around the body.

To be able to do that...... It means that they have a cultivation that surpasses the Star Monarch.

In fact, even if the six senses are not sharp, only need enough eyesight to be able to see the "goodness" of these two "ordinary people".

Burning in the foreheads of the two, the flames that kept burning...... It is the fire of Nirvana.

Xu Qingke looked at the emperor and said softly:

"Presumably Your Majesty knows...... There's something called twisting fire. ”

Twist the fire.

The technique of "twisting fire" from Lingshan.

It is the most widely spread art of immortality in the world.

In the shrine of Lingshan, the fire of the "ancient bodhisattva" or "ancient Buddha" is enshrined, which is the embodiment of the ancient powerful spiritual will.

The flame is not extinguished, and the Tao lasts forever.

It is said that Lingshan once suffered a catastrophe and lost a lot of fire, but fortunately, the most important ones were retained in the hall, and now they are enshrined in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

This kind of immortality, pay attention to the word "fate", all kinds of robbery, fate lasts forever, the main hall of the Buddhist shrine that worships the fire can not be entered, if there is a fate to be able to step into the temple, it will be inducted with one of the "Bodhisattvas", or "ancient Buddhas", then you can "twist the fire".

When today's Lingshan Keqing Song Que is concerned, after twisting the fire, he will become a Buddha on the ground and achieve Nirvana.

This kind of immortality technique is tantamount to "cultivation" grafting.

The ancient Buddha of Lingshan makes a wedding dress for you.

Taizong's expression was a little cold.

He naturally knew about "twisting fire", and on the day Song Que succeeded in twisting fire, he was invited to the palace to drink tea and talk about it...... Although he didn't pay attention to some careful thoughts about Buddhism and Taoism, he had to be cautious about the taboo methods of the two sects.

He had personally seen the monks of Lingshan.

This white-robed monk does not have the breath of "twisting fire" on his body, which is completely different from Song Que.

"You must be thinking that over the years, Tiandu City has been so strict with the supervision of the leaders of the two sects...... Why do today's vulnerabilities still exist. Xu Qingke smiled, "The second immortal technique is called 'Sitting and Forgetting', which is a forbidden technique of the Dao Sect, and for these two techniques, Tiandu City has long been on guard. If someone tries to ascend to the high position of the Eastern and Western Sects with the body of 'twisting fire' and 'sitting and forgetting', then you will be buried directly in the heavy snow of Tiandu City. ”

Xu Qingke looked at Taizong, his eyes were calm and indifferent, just like looking at an old friend who had known each other for many years, knowing each other, and every word he said made Taizong feel familiar and unfamiliar.

It's not like a courtier and the emperor who want to rebel.

It's more like the small talk of an old friend.

"There are very few things in this world that can hide from your eyes. ”

"The Third Immortal Technique...... Except. ”

The third type of immortality?

When the emperor heard these words, he stood up straight silently, the majestic divinity roamed in his body, his fingertips continued to squeeze out blood, and the broken sword pieces left by fine snow were expelled from his body one by one, flowing along the meridians, piercing his fingertips, and crackling to the ground.

In this way, he suppressed the wound of the sword.

Ning Yi, the black-robed man leaning on the pillar of the temple, struggled to pick up the girl, his fingertips continued to flow with thin divinity, to warm the chest of the woman in the green shirt, and the two of them hugged each other, resisting the cold air in the hall.

Ning Yi listened to Xu Qingke's words, his thoughts were mixed, and he took a hard breath, he leaned against the pillar of the hall, poked out half of his head in the corner, and looked at the white-haired strategist with a complicated expression.

What Xu Qingke said was an extremely hidden secret.

Zhou You was able to break this secret after getting the culption, if it weren't for Zhou You's "teaching" the night before the decisive battle of the Lotus Dao Platform, then Ning Yi wouldn't know at all.

There is a third immortality technique in this world!

So, the white-haired strategist...... How do you know that?

The Emperor rubbed his brows.

His voice was hoarse, and he asked the question that Ning Yi wanted to ask.

"Who the hell are you?"

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The wind in the Chenglong Hall was very strong, and the two Nirvana cultivators stood beside him, and the Dao Fire was lit, absorbing the majestic starlight and divinity, forming a vortex in the main hall......

It was a violent storm.

And Xu Qingke was standing at the center of the storm.

He quietly thought about the question that Taizong had asked him.

Who is he......

The white-haired strategist smiled.

He didn't answer the question directly, but spoke slowly.

"The Three Qing Pavilion of the Dao Sect stands in the corner of the western realm, although it is far away from the four realms, but Tiandu City has been suppressing the Dao Sect for thousands of years...... In the past hundred years, although the situation of Sanqing Pavilion seems to be quite passable, but the time has been pushed forward by five hundred years, and at that time, the iron cavalry of Tiandu had swept west four times, and Sanqing Pavilion was killed and injured heavily. ”

Hearing this, Taizong fell silent.

Time pushed forward five hundred years, at that time, he had just completed his ascension to the throne, and after sitting on the throne of the true dragon, he pacified the world, suppressed the outside world, and rode westward...... He crushed the stubborn resistance of the Taoist Sect, shattered the anti-foreign heart of the Western Territory, and completely incorporated this territory into his command.

There are many means and ways to solve problems.

But at his level, violence is often the most effective.

Xu Qingke smiled: "I didn't want to take advantage of this...... Accuse you, on the contrary, if I were you, I would do the same. But in the battle of the Western Dao Sect, you killed many great cultivators of the Sanqing Pavilion, causing the Western Dao Sect to languish for a while, and it took hundreds of years to recover. ”

The Emperor frowned and looked at the young Pope in the blue Dao robe swaying, especially the Nirvana Dao Fire on the other party's forehead...... At that time, he killed several Dao Sect Nirvana.

So Taizong fell into deep thought.

His memory is still vivid, and he brings out the enemies he fought in that battle one by one.

only to find that none of them matched the teenager in front of him.

Xu Qingke reminded with a smile: "It's Mr. Chen." ”

Chen Yi's face was still calm.

Ning Yi's body bones became cold.

Chen ...... The genius of the Taoist Sect who was born a mortal body, and then relied on great perseverance to practice and become an acquired "Dao fetus"? The "Chen Tuan Ancestor" who was praised as comparable to the "Taiyi Salvation Heavenly Venerable"?

Taizong scolded in a cold voice:

"Nonsense...... Chen Jian is not a person from that era at all!"

In his memory, the Nirvana of the Dao Sect and the few people who fought against him, their respective exercises, realms, and even death methods...... It's all clear.

There is no "Chen Tuo" at all, that Taoist Sect acquired Dao fetus, he has long been missing, and he doesn't know how long he has been dead!

Xu Qingke smiled.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet......"

He said softly:

"Your Majesty, you shot and killed those Nirvanas of the Dao Sect, but at that time, 'Chen Tuan' was just an ordinary mortal in the western realm, who died under the charge of the Great Sui Iron Cavalry...... Of course you won't remember, how can you recognize him if you haven't even met him?"

Xu Qingke said lightly:

"The third type of immortality is to throw away the physical body, keep the soul, and start over...... This is the true art of immortality, which is also known as 'reincarnation'. At that time, 'Chen Luan' had been successfully reincarnated. ”

The Emperor's pupils constricted.

The "third immortal technique" in Xu Qingke's mouth was like a sharp sword, stabbed in his chest.

The white-haired strategist smiled and asked, "Isn't this scene a little familiar...... Did Your Majesty think of some of your former acquaintances?"

Ning Yi, who was leaning on the pillar of the temple, looked a little confused.

He suddenly thought of the portrait on the Red Mountain.

Quanke ...... Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun...... The nine-headed lion......

The Plains of Bones let out a slight tremor.

Ning Yi pursed his lips, and he felt the blood in his body slowly warming.

Xu Qingke's voice continued to echo in the main hall:

"The man who traveled with you when you were young. ”

"The man who crossed the sea from the north......"

"The people who deliver the most precious 'teardrops' of the royal family on the sea to your ......"

The white-haired strategist's voice slowly increased, and the speed of speech remained steady.

Every word was chiseled into the emperor's heart.

Under the mist, Taizong's eyes became complicated, and his breathing became heavy.

Deep in the pupils, pain slowly gave birth.

The atmosphere of the Chenglong Hall suddenly stopped.

Xu Qingke asked word by word:

"Where is that man now?"

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