The dilapidated carriage swayed away from Qingcheng Mountain. Sima Nan and Liao Meng stood by the old peach tree at the foot of the mountain, quietly watching the carriage disappear from sight.
"As quickly as you come, you can leave quickly." Sima Nan said calmly.
"This is life, it's a journey with no end in sight." Liao Meng said, "Maybe one day I will leave like this."
After saying that, Yu Meng led the two demons up the mountain. Sima Nan turned to look at his back with thoughtful eyes.
Chang'an, West Gate.
Li Ergou was sitting on the top of the city with his head drooped lazily and his legs crossed, basking in the sun leisurely.
"Although there are rumors outside that there is going to be a war, there is going to be a war, but there is no movement in Chang'an. Damn, it is those guys with long tongues who are talking nonsense. If they are not blind, why? You may not be able to see the millions of soldiers on the border of Yongzhou. It is estimated that even the other eight states combined do not have so many soldiers.
These were the remnant soldiers gathered by Emperor Jiang after he finished the human-monster war. Humph, I don’t know what those Zhou Mu masters are thinking, if Lord Zhou Huang sends his troops to attack now..."
Li Ergou muttered and scratched his belly, and soon his eyes were blurred by the energy gained from drinking two ounces of wine at noon.
What he didn't know was that a dilapidated carriage had slowly entered Chang'an while he was sleeping.
In other words, I returned to Chang'an.
The carriage traveled through the bustling streets of Chang'an with ease, bypassing several alleys and passing through several alleys, and soon stopped at an old house.
Wang Daofan got off the carriage and stood at the door looking at it for a while.
The plaque of the mansion has been removed long ago, and no new one has been put up.
When Wang Daofan left, he didn't leave any servants to take care of cleaning the mansion, so now, the mansion is covered with dust and desolate.
He didn't stand at the door for too long. After explaining some things to the coachman about tidying up the mansion, he left alone.
Soon, the news that Wang Daofan, who had retired and returned to his hometown far away from the court, returned to Chang'an spread throughout Chang'an.
No one knows what Wang Daofan's return means to Chang'an.
However, everyone knows that both Wang Daofan's departure and his return are inextricably linked to the current master of Chang'an, Emperor Zhou.
Wang Daofan walked quietly on the streets of Chang'an, and couldn't help but start thinking about some things in his mind.
It's been a long time since he walked down the street as slowly as he did today.
Before the start of the dynasty, it was because he was busy fighting against the demon clan all day long.
After the court started, it was because I was busy dealing with court affairs all day long.
He had put a lot of effort into this city, and now he could finally appreciate its beauty quietly, just like an old father appreciating and witnessing the most beautiful appearance of the daughter he had raised for many years at the wedding.
It has to be said that Wang Daofan's mentality at this time was actually a bit uneasy.
There is a kind of thief who, when stealing something that does not belong to him, discovers that the stolen thing is not what he expected, but it is more precious than expected!
Stepping on the bluestone road, the solid feeling under his feet made him feel a little more at ease.
Sometimes, he even felt a little emotional. This was the result of his hard work with countless human warriors. The result was even better than expected. It was a bit of luck that he could still stand here and appreciate it.
Thinking back to when Zhou Ruoxiao forced him out of Chang'an, he even felt that he might never come back here again. Everything here would no longer belong to him, and all traces he left here would be erased by the ruthless years. Go, and he will go somewhere else.
Therefore, he left very decisively, but he didn't expect that just after this, he received an invitation from Zhou Ruoxiao, asking him to return to Chang'an.
This rapidly changing environment made it difficult for him to adjust his already mature and stable mentality.
"I'm still old, that's right. After all, I have stayed here for so many years. This city... However, there is nothing we can do about it. Don't blame me. If you want to blame... If you want to blame, just blame him!"
Wang Daofan walked towards the palace step by step. Under the sunshine, a long shadow trailed behind him, and was stepped on by countless pedestrians.
Underfoot, but no one noticed.
The vendors on the street are shouting and selling their goods hard. Some sell pastries and buns, some sell nuts and roasted seeds and nuts, some sell daily necessities, some sell rare antiques...
Pedestrians in twos and threes are scattered throughout the street in an orderly manner, bringing a different feeling to the hustle and bustle.
A slightly cool wind blew through the crown of the old locust tree. The old locust tree twisted its body and hesitantly dropped a light yellow locust flower. This locust flower was driven by the wind like a vibrant flower. butterfly.
It flew over the towering restaurants with ornate decorations, over the low and dark slum alleys, over the heads of children who were scolded by their parents for crying because their mouths were full of oil after eating a candied haws, and over the heads of children who were squatting in the corner in frustration. Looking at the rich man who lost a lot of money at the gambling table today, he flew over the homeless man who was sleeping soundly in the dark alley, and he was holding the infant child who was waiting to be fed. He was sitting at the door waiting for his husband. Parents who have made money.
This is Chang'an City in the afternoon, a place that carries the lives of countless people.
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In the palace.
Wang Daofan paced and walked into the empty hall.
There were no lights in the dim hall, and the setting sun outside the hall door did not shine much, so that the dragon chair above the hall was in darkness, and it was impossible to see whether anyone was sitting on it.
"King Daofan, the common man, please bow down to the Emperor!" Wang Daofan fell to his knees with a plop and said loudly.
After Wang Daofan finished saying these words, the hall was extremely quiet, and his echo could even be heard.
However, Wang Daofan's face remained calm and calm, and he knelt down silently.
Not long after, he spoke again, "If it is not convenient for His Majesty the Human Emperor to speak today, the common people will go back first and not disturb His Majesty the Human Emperor's rest."
With that said, Wang Daofan was about to get up.
At this time, a cold voice spread through the entire hall.
"Prime Minister, don't leave in a hurry."
Upon hearing this voice, Wang Daofan was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the entrance of the hall.
"If the Human Emperor is not sincere enough to have an interview with me, I think there will be nothing left to talk about between us."
"It's not that I don't want to interview you, it's just... that's fine!" The voice hesitated briefly, and then a figure stepped down from the dragon chair.
A thin figure was wrapped in a shining golden dragon robe. It was none other than Zhou Ruoxiao!
But at this time, he was as skinny as wood, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was filled with a faint circle of black.
When Wang Daofan saw Zhou Ruoxiao like this, he was immediately shocked. He pointed at Zhou Ruoxiao with one finger and said in surprise, "You...what you practice...could it be..."
Zhou Ruoxiao forced a forced smile on her face and said, "That's it!"
However, the next moment, the smile on Zhou Ruoxiao's face suddenly solidified.
Wang Daofan's figure actually rushed directly in front of him, grabbed his neck with one hand, and slowly lifted his body into the air.
"Tell me, who gave you this thing? Is it him?" Wang Daofan said coldly, with a hint of dominance in his words, and veins popped out on the back of his hand that was holding Zhou Ruoxiao's. It seems to contain endless power.
However, Zhou Ruoxiao still maintained the smile on his face, but the black energy around him was constantly gathering, forming several black dragon heads, surrounding Wang Daofan.
After just a short breath, the Human Emperor Sword fell from the sky and hit Wang Daofan.
Wang Daofan had no choice but to let go of Zhou Ruoxiao and move back.
Even though he dodged several times, the Human Emperor Sword still refused to let go and kept chasing him. In the end, his shoulder was grazed by the Human Emperor Sword, leaving a deep wound visible to the bone.
Zhou Ruoxiao fell to the ground, smiled slightly, held the Human Emperor Sword in his arms, and said, "I am no match for you outside, but in Chang'an, no one can kill me, not even you!"
Wang Daofan was silent for a moment and said, "It's just because of your status as the Human Emperor. I just need a reason to kill you. As long as you give me a reason, I can kill you even if it costs you!"
Wang Daofan's words were resounding, and so was Zhou Ruoxiao's smile.
After a pause, he then said, "Of course I believe you have this ability, but this thing..."
Zhou Ruoxiao stared at Wang Daofan's calm eyes and deliberately lengthened his tone.
Wang Daofan finally couldn't help but said, "Did you come to me just to test my patience?"
Zhou Ruoxiao smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I won't embarrass you anymore. I'm really worried that you will get impatient and kill me directly."
Wang Daofan curled his lips and did not refute.
"The person who gave me this said it would take him ten years!"
"What's the meaning?"
Zhou Ruoxiao walked outside the palace holding the Human Emperor Sword in one hand and looked up at the sunset on the horizon.
"Ten years, I spent ten years not leaving Chang'an City in exchange for this technique that is expected to become an immortal, haha! Ten years! In ten years, I will be able to wipe out the nine states with blood, and the technique will be perfect!" Zhou Ruoxiao laughed loudly. , looking crazy, his laughter full of confidence, endless murderous aura emanating from him, as if to cover the entire palace.
Wang Daofan, who was standing aside, took a deep breath, even though he didn't want to be exposed to the murderous aura emanating from Zhou Ruoxiao.
Because the evil thoughts and poison in it will corrode people's minds like poison.
He had long seen that the technique practiced by Zhou Ruoxiao was the "The Way of Killing Immortals" that caused a stir in the world.
It is said that this technique was acquired by chance by a fisherman while fishing near Penglai in the South China Sea before the war between humans and demons.
Later, he was bought by a warrior from an illiterate fisherman and devoted himself to training.
As a result, there was a bloody storm in the world. This warrior only took one month to practice from the second level to the fourth level.
And during this period, he massacred several villages and thousands of innocent people.
This move naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the government and righteous people in the world, and they sent people to hunt him down.
Unexpectedly, this warrior is not only cruel and vicious in his methods, but also has murderous intent.
Facing the people who came to pursue him, he not only did not choose to evade, but also chose to fight with these pursuers.
This shopping spree lasted for three days and three nights.
Nearly a hundred third- and fourth-grade warriors, returning warriors, and such a large number of pursuers failed to kill this warrior, but instead killed and injured most of them, and even let him run away.
After that, the warrior was silent for more than ten days. When he appeared again, he had already cultivated and massacred a small county with a population of several thousand.
Such bloody methods and such criminal acts also gave him a name, Killing Immortals.
After that, as his killing of immortals became more and more outrageous, more and more people were massacred, and his strength also increased rapidly.
However, neither the pursuit by Jianghu Zhengdao nor the deployment of troops by the government could kill him. Instead, he became stronger and stronger after escaping again and again.
Often the last time, he could be chased and he was running around, but when he was found the next time, stronger people would have to be sent to suppress him.
Moreover, every time he chased him, most of the warriors would be killed in his hands, which resulted in many warriors later being unwilling or afraid to participate in chasing him anymore.
In addition, the martial arts of the human race was still in its infancy at that time, and the number of warriors was really pitiful. Therefore, no one in the human race could suppress him for a while!
Seeing that there was no one to restrain him, Shaxian made bold plans to wash the entire land of Jingzhou with blood!
At this moment, Master Kuhai stepped forward and stood alone in front of millions of people in Jingzhou, blocking the killing immortal.
The two fought for half a month, and finally Master Kuhai killed the Killing Immortal on the spot. From then on, there was no Killing Immortal in the world.
However, before dying, the sentence that Shaxian shouted out, that if you kill a mountain of people, you are an immortal, it still attracted the jealousy of countless warriors.
After the death of Shaxian, the technique that was the root of everything was called the Dao of Shaxian. It was said that it had been kept by Master Kuhai. After Master Kuhai died, it was suppressed in Putuo Mountain. All because of this skill The law is really too vicious. The more people you kill, the faster your cultivation will improve.
Regarding this technique that seems to be capable of becoming an immortal, countless warriors have tried to sneak into Putuo Mountain every year to steal it. However, I have never heard of anyone succeeding.
