This is the Immortal Inn, with four immortals hiding here.
But at this moment, the bodies of these four immortals could not stop trembling.
Their hearts were empty, as if something was missing.
"Lord..."
What they are missing is a connection with someone. That person is extremely important to them, even more important than their own lives.
Chu Cheng left and took back the blood slave seed. Give them their freedom. No longer limited to his own death, they will be buried together.
This is Qingmu, Xiao Yan, Zhen Buer, Yao Shuang. In the past, Chu Cheng just set foot in Cangyuntian and conquered the blood slaves.
These four people are different from others in that they are extremely fanatical about themselves. Even if they have no slaves, they are still loyal to themselves wholeheartedly.
Before leaving, Chu Cheng decided to take back his slaves. Even if you are now the Lord of the Immortals of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the road ahead will be full of crises. The ten-thousand-year covenant also has to be divided into life and death.
Only in this way, in front of that person, can we break free from the shackles, exchange death for a desperate situation, and exchange for a victory.
In the inn, under the horrified eyes of the escorts, two figures appeared, the fairy light overwhelming the sky, illuminating the dark night.
The two of them stared at the jade bottle on the table, turned their heads slightly, looked out the door, and vaguely understood something.
The light shines through the night in all directions, and even the culverts that were originally invisible were illuminated at this moment.
But in all directions, the figure he wanted to see could not be seen.
The fairy light then moved towards the sky, and people were shocked on the spot. Two more fairy lights appeared. In a flash of light, the four figures appeared outside the house, like four blazing suns in the world.
The light was too dazzling, but...the escorts still saw the four figures, kneeling cross-legged, not knowing who they were kneeling down to worship and kowtow to.
"This bottle of Moonlight Pill is enough for them to survive several life-and-death crises."
After finishing Fu Yi, Chu Cheng had to meet one last person before leaving the world of Canghai.
Thirty thousand years ago, when Chu Cheng was in retreat, he showed Taoist Master Lingbao a clear path.
The path to truth and falsehood does not necessarily lie solely in things. Even if you can copy the empty weapon, it will still be an external object and not your own power.
When he sees water as water, he sees himself as water. When you see that this world is heaven and earth, and you see yourself as heaven and earth, you may not be able to be carefree and free to do as you please, even if the wind and clouds stir you up.
….
Some people have traveled across thousands of rivers and mountains, and across the starry sky. Just to find the way that suits you.
After thirty thousand years, he finally knew what he had always wanted to pursue.
What he has always wanted to pursue is his most beloved senior brother. The extremely powerful Immortal Lord who single-handedly calmed down the turmoil of darkness.
The senior brother has always been in this person's heart, so he also has to follow the senior brother's path and experience the road he has walked under his feet.
"I am the Immortal Lord of this world. I am invincible in the world. I can suppress all enemies in the world. Follow me. I will be immortal, and you will be immortal too."
Surrounded by mountains. The stream in the mountain runs along the foot of the mountain. The water is especially clear and clear, and you can see green leaves gradually drifting away with the flowing water.
There is a figure, suspended in the mountain peak, a white robe dancing in the wind. With his breath, he has the power to swallow mountains and rivers, and the whole world is rising and falling because of it.
This is a white-haired man with an extraordinary handsome appearance, with a few traces of vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows.
Behind the man, there are stars twinkling, as if this starry sky exists because of him and is wonderful because of him.
Stars were spinning behind the man. If you look carefully, you will see that these are not real stars, but phantoms, but the power of the stars contained is not much weaker than the real stars.
Here, you can even hear the sound of gusts of wind blowing the leaves, as if behind the starry sky, there are flowers blooming on the branches, and the sound of river waves is endless.
This white-haired man is like a god from the Nine Heavens, and every move he makes can resonate with the world.
"I do not believe."
The discordant sound reached the man's ears, causing his body to
rock.
"Little girl, you are going too far..." The white-haired man frowned, and the vision of heaven and earth behind him disappeared.
He is the Immortal Lord and is worshiped by thousands of immortals. Even those who are powerful in the realm of destruction must kneel down and worship with utmost piety when they see him.
However, he met such a woman. One person was dressed in white, with an extremely beautiful appearance, like a pearl, the jade was shining brightly, and there was a bookish air between his eyebrows.
No matter how he explains it or uses earth-shattering Taoist methods, even if he just suppressed a strong man in the late stage of Nirvana, he still doesn't believe it.
"In this world, except for the Immortal Lord, who can suppress a Mysterious Realm Immortal so easily?" the white-haired man said again.
"Me." The woman in white smiled, stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, looked up at the person in front of her, and said.
"…….."
"It's only in the late stage of Nirvana. It's not difficult to suppress them. If it were me, I could also suppress them." The woman said, very seriously, and it didn't sound like she was lying.
In her words, she revealed a bland description of a second-step immortal who can be killed.
"We have been together for a few days. You are a pretty girl. Since I have taken a liking to you, it is not because I am covetous of your beauty. But for some reason, when I saw you, I had a whim and wanted to take you in. He is the only direct disciple." The white-haired man sighed softly and landed in front of the woman.
"I have been on the road to invincibility all my life, but I have never been able to inherit it personally. If you are willing, I will pass on everything I have learned throughout my life to you. From now on, you will be the new master of the Immortal Court!"
This is a temptation that ordinary people cannot refuse. Becoming a disciple of the Immortal Master is what many people dream of, let alone being the only direct disciple.
This is a great opportunity and good fortune. From then on, it skyrocketed to a height of ninety thousand miles, below one person and above hundreds of millions of people.
"I'm not interested." The woman in white still shook her head, and then sat on the rock, looking up at the disappearing world behind the white-haired man, feeling a little dazed.
"Think clearly, this store won't be there after this road." The white-haired man said.
"Before this, I have always wanted to see the Immortal Lord. Even if I just take a look from a distance." The woman suddenly said this.
These words made the white-haired man overjoyed, and he quickly said: "Now, this Immortal Master is in front of your door. As long as you become my personal disciple, I will let you see me as my master. Even if you have close friends who want to see me, They are also allowed to come together.”
"……."
The woman in white rolled her eyes, retracted her gaze from the distance, and turned to look at the white-haired man, as if looking at a fool.
"Forget it, forget it, you are quite interesting. I hope we can see you again later. It's time for me to leave." The woman in white regained her expression, finally turned around and blew a trumpet towards the foot of the mountain.
The next moment, a dull thunder suddenly sounded in the mountain, startling birds to fly, like the sound of a beast, startling all the creatures in the mountain.
"Wait, little girl! Haven't you always wanted to see this Immortal Master... Now that I am in front of you, how can you just leave? This is your opportunity, your destiny. I will send you here now. You are an empty vessel, just a greeting gift." The white-haired man panicked, this was the first person who didn't take him to heart.
Very difficult, very challenging. But if it fails, there may be something wrong with his Taoist heart.
"You are very similar to him, even in the aura and Taoism. But what is fake is fake. You are not the Immortal Lord." The woman in white shook her head and waved her hand behind her.
"Fellow Taoist, goodbye."
After saying this, the white-haired man's eyes shrank sharply, and his whole body was shaken by thunder, as if he had encountered a nine-day thunder disaster.
The white-haired man is Taoist Master Lingbao.
For the past 30,000 years, he has blindly imitated the Tao of his senior brother with his own Taoism.
The path between truth and falsehood is indeed terrifying. In the past, Chu Cheng's nine true paths were perfected and entered the final stage of destruction. Taoist Master Lingbao copied the true and false ways and completed the nine true ways. Even the Tailing body can imitate some meaning and is extremely powerful.
Today's Lingbao Taoist Master can truly rely on his own strength to stand at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The first person under the sky.
Even the way of yin and yang is in chaos. It also imitates a bit of flavor. Even if a great master of the Sky Realm sees this, he will be repulsed by his false and real aura.
However, that character in white clothes revealed his identity.
Not the Immortal Lord….
Who in the past 30,000 years has been able to see through his identity? Even if his senior brother came and stood beside him, it would be difficult for others to see through him.
"Who...are you...why do you say that I am not the Immortal Master?" Taoist Master Lingbao was shaken and he was confused for a moment. Could it be that this road still has huge flaws?
"Your imitation is very similar. It can be said that it is seven out of ten. If you hadn't learned that I was leaving, you were confused and your tone would not have been so bad. As for why you said you are not the Immortal Lord..."
The woman in white suddenly turned around, and a white shadow appeared behind her.
This is a huge white tiger.
Her figure stood up in the air and sat on Bai Hu. The corners of her mouth turned up involuntarily, revealing two pear dimples, and she chuckled: "Because you don't know how to make fragrant red bean soup."
"Red bean soup?" Taoist Master Lingbao was stunned. What does this red bean soup have to do with the Immortal Master?
"Because only the Immortal Lord, the biggest hero in the world, can cook my favorite red bean soup for me..."
Taoist Master Lingbao was puzzled, and his expression suddenly changed.
The woman in white who was originally smiling was actually biting her thin lips at this moment, holding the white tiger's fur with both hands, and her palms slightly touched the nails that penetrated the fur, which stung a little.
Her eyes kept moistening and her vision became blurry. The nose is also getting redder.
At this moment, she wanted to cry. Years of grievances, years of longing, and many words in my heart that I want to let out in one moment.
She didn't want to cry because...she had grown up. But no matter how hard he suppressed his emotions, he still couldn't control them.
Taoist Master Lingbao was stunned, then sensed something and turned around hurriedly.
The light gradually becomes thicker, and the spring breeze brings warmth.
He saw the figure of the woman in white.
