Chapter 170 Inhale a breath of immortal qi, and I will be immortal!
People have to do things, and immortals have to do things.
Whether to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, or to raise the butcher's knife first before becoming a Buddha. The argument is endless, just like the poor are living poorly, but they still have to worry about the rich, and there is no point.
Isn't it ridiculous for little mortals to talk about immortals?
But with this method of cultivating immortals, it is different.
Ever since Chen Guhong had a primordial god in his mind and learned that there were immortals in this world, he wanted to become an immortal all the time. For this reason, he embarked on the road of the imperial examination and the edict of the emperor of the Tianyun Kingdom.
It can be said that stepping on thousands of mountains and crossing thousands of rivers, but it is not available. And now it has it.
How not to be shocked? How not to feel excited? Chen Guhong's eyes lit up on the spot, completely losing his usual indifference.
It's like a man who doesn't cry, but when he cries, he must be full of sadness.
Chen Guhong lost his voice and said, "Cultivating Immortal Method?"
Wan Zhenglong nodded, then groped for a moment from his arms and took out a booklet. The booklet is very old, yellowish, and the pages are somewhat torn, but they are generally in good condition.
Three words on the book.
"Longevity!"
Wan Zhenglong cherished it with his hand for a moment, and then handed it to Chen Guhong and said, "You ask me where I come from, my master was an immortal cultivator many years ago. Later it fell. β
Chen Guhong didn't have much interest in this, and only this small booklet remained in his eyes. The road to immortality is in this. Chen Guhong's movements were a little gentle and inintuitive, and he carefully took the booklet. Then the first side is unfolded, and there are two lines of old characters written on it.
"Inhale a breath of immortal qi, and I will be immortal!"
A breath of immortal spirit came to his face. Chen Guhong took a deep breath and then opened the second page. And then there was no then, only the pages without the text.
Chen Guhong couldn't help but turn the pages one by one, all of them were blank. Then he involuntarily looked up at Wan Zhenglong. Burst into a foul mouth: "You kid is playing me?"
Wan Zhenglong said stupidly: "It's not to fool you, this booklet is indeed handed down by my sect." There are also methods for cultivating immortals, but it is not so easy to get them. β
Then Wan Zhenglong asked, "Do you want to cultivate immortals, do you want to help the Yang people defeat the Great Shun King?"
"Yes. Chen Guhong said simply.
"Then we will arrange for your family, friends, and even the people of the Shui family to take refuge together, so as not to be harassed by King Qi and the Emperor of the Apocalypse. Then we will go to cultivate immortals, and then we will show our strengths. Conform to your moral standards and get the baby. It's also famous, wahahaha. β
Wan Zhenglong's expression was decent at the beginning, but in the end, he lost his shape, crossed his hands on his hips, and smiled exaggeratedly.
Chen Guhong unconsciously rolled his eyes, even if he became famous, he was able to save his family and friends, and he had obtained the method of cultivating immortals. It's good to help Yang people.
This Tianyun is the emperor of the Apocalypse in China, and the power of King Qi is everywhere. A little more delay is more dangerous. As soon as Chen Guhong discussed with Wan Zhenglong, he immediately went to Hangshan Mansion to pick up his family. Let's evacuate together.
By the way, I also informed the water family, the bamboo family and other related people.
At that time, there was such a loud noise in the city, and the sound of fighting roared like thunder, and the aftermath shattered one-fifth of the city. Chen Xiuxiu. Wang Zhengzheng, Wang Song, Yuan Yuan and others knew that Chen Guhong was going to do something.
I don't know if I'm in trouble. Therefore, after hearing Chen Guhong say that he was going to take refuge, he rolled up the cover overnight, packed up and went on the road.
It's not too much to say that you are running away from the wilderness, there is no way, this is helplessness without strength. If you can really compete with the Emperor of the Apocalypse and the King of Qi, then why be afraid of them?
Everyone sits on an equal footing, and they may say to each other, "Taoist friends".
Wan Zhenglong's energy is very large, such family and friends, plus some close domestic slaves, there are hundreds of people. Wan Zhenglong took it all and quietly disappeared without a trace to go to that safe place.
After arranging everything, Chen Guhong and Wan Zhenglong left last. However, before leaving, Wan Zhenglong said to Chen Guhong with a smile: "I have news that the Emperor of the Apocalypse and the King of Qi each came to Hangshan Mansion and will arrive in three days." β
Chen Guhong smiled: "Let's see what kind of characters they are." β
So, Chen Guhong and Wan Zhenglong continued to settle in Hangshan Mansion for three days. The fourth day was a nice sunny day, with no clouds, blue seas and blue skies.
The season is very good, and in early summer, it is neither cold nor hot, and it is very comfortable. All in all, a great day. Because the Emperor of the Apocalypse was coming, the prefect was fully prepared.
The venue was cleared early in the morning and the people were ordered not to go out. As a result, the streets were empty, with only one official stationed at the gatekeeper.
Chen and his wife live on the second floor of a house on the right side of the main road, and when you open the window, you can see the main road.
"If you go out alone, the emperor's style is different. Looking at the empty main road, Wan Zhenglong didn't know whether to be jealous or envious.
This guy is not serious. Chen Guhong didn't bird him and continued to wait. Soon after, there was a sound of footsteps, followed by a group of black-clothed guards, all of whom were unearthly and heroic.
Moreover, the army is highly disciplined, and compared with the Shui family and other wealthy families, the character is much higher.
Behind a large number of black-clothed guards, there were many eunuchs, and in the eyes of the ancients, the royal eunuchs were the faΓ§ade. Therefore, the faces of many eunuchs are not bad.
All of them have red lips and white teeth, and they are long and magnificent.
There are also a group of palace maids accompanying him, and her appearance and figure are also good.
In short, it is full of royal style.
But the most noteworthy thing is the royal carriage, the carriage that Chen Guhong sits in every day, the carriage is only a square inch in size, and it can sit half-lying down.
The carriage was two feet wide and five feet long. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mobile house, and such a large house needs enough power. Thus there were eight horses pulling the carriage.
All of them are pure white horses with no miscellaneous hair.
There is no need to mention how luxurious and splendid the decoration of the carriage is. It's not an exaggeration to brighten the dog's eyes. Of course, what Chen Guhong and the others saw was not this luxury.
One is a man riding a horse on the right side of the carriage, this person is wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, wearing a robe, the top of his head is shiny, tall and strong, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, holding a Zen staff, so not a monk's style.
It was the monk Huiyuan.
First, the exterior of the carriage exudes a strange light.
The light is red, but the red is not dazzling, it is very soft, and the rhyme is deep and endless. The red light shrouded the carriage, as if to suppress all the small things, so as not to disturb the emperor.
Chen Guhong looked at the red light, and instinctively felt that the red light was very dangerous.
"That's the official of the Heavenly Fortune Country, the true face of a scholar who can emit red light. Zhenguo jade seal. Wan Zhenglong narrowed his eyes and said.
"Who dares to peep at me?!"
At this moment, a majestic shout rang out. (To be continued.) )