"The true method of the Great Dao?!" The human immortal's face was filled with shock.
"I gave you a chance." Wang Zhe said coldly.
Then the human immortal saw a flash of sword light, which did not shake the earth or disturb all directions.
There is only a ray of light, more than three feet long,
The divine edge was restrained, but it was the sharpest and most brilliant sword he had ever seen.
After a stick of incense, there was another tomb at the foot of the mountain.
There is a tombstone in front of the grave with five big characters written on it.
The immortal, Luan Keyong.
On the mountain in the distance, someone was looking at this from a distance.
They saw the fire soaring into the sky, and could feel the astonishing power from a long distance away. But it disappeared in just a moment. Then there was no movement.
"How's it going? There's no movement."
"How long?"
"Can't you say it's an hour longer?"
Few people knew about the fact that a human being came from outside the mountain, and few paid attention to it.
Now no one except Wang Zhe knows that a human immortal has died in the mountains.
During this period, there was no earth-shattering noise.
The fire technique performed by that person was like setting off a large firework.
The innate magical power of the five elements is fixed,
Cut it off with one sword,
A human immortal is just gone.
It's that simple!
Who would believe it?
Before Luan Keyong came, and before he died, he never thought that he would meet such a person, and he would have no power to resist.
Ten days later, the group outside couldn't wait any longer.
"Why haven't you come out yet? Did you go in another direction?"
"Is it possible that he died inside too?"
"No way, is that a human being?"
"Don't immortals regret their death?"
They passed the news on, and ten days later, the people above confirmed that the immortal should have died in the mountains.
In a certain deep mountain, there are several old wooden houses that are dilapidated and dilapidated. From a distance, it looks like an old village hidden in the mountains.
No one would have thought that the famous Tianji Pavilion would be like this.
In the largest wooden house among them, three people were sitting around a wooden table, drinking tea, and one of them was still smoking a dry pipe.
"Luan Keyong is dead?"
"Nine times out of ten."
"Could it be King Yu's Cauldron? After all, it is a treasure!"
"The people below said they only saw flames rising into the sky, and then there was no movement. Luan Keyong entered the fairyland using fire.
If it is King Yu’s Cauldron, there will be no movement, and if you are not a king, you cannot use King Yu’s Cauldron,” said the old man smoking a pipe.
"No matter what method he uses, he can kill immortals!"
"I thought it was foolproof, but I didn't expect this result. What should I do next? I didn't find King Yu's tripod, and I provoked such a powerful enemy."
"What are you afraid of? Over the past thousand years, we have provoked few people, including immortals. What's the result? Aren't we still doing well?"
"Then what to do next?"
"We have to find another way."
Qinchuan returned to his former calm,
In the cave, a piece of paper was spread out on the stone table.
Wang Zhe was painting with a brush. What he painted on it were the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, mountains and rivers.
A few years ago, he acquired the extraordinary skill of a master of painting by beheading a person, so this painting is very smart.
In addition, he is now highly cultivated, and his understanding of the wonderful principles between heaven and earth is far beyond that of ordinary people. The words he draws contain a special Taoist charm.
And this painting was not something he imagined out of thin air, it was the painting in his mind, the painting that appeared naturally after he saw the "Eight Desolate Monuments".
Until now, he has not figured out what the purpose of that painting is.
This is the first time he has painted this painting.
"What do you think of this painting?"
"Well, no poking!" Laifu nodded after pretending to watch.
"Not bad, is it nice there?"
"This sun is well drawn!" Laifu raised his paw and pointed at the sun in the sky.
"That's just a circle, how can we explain it?" Wang Zhe asked with a smile.
In his mind, he was indeed counting which sun was the most extraordinary.
Because before he obtained the Eight Desolations Monument, he had obtained the "View of the Great Sun", so in terms of time, the sun was earlier than this painting.
Later, it was accidentally incorporated into this painting.
The sun also symbolizes the innate Yang, which is somewhat related to the innate true fire he realized.
Furthermore, the ancient inscriptions on this stone tablet,
With the blessing of various factors, this sun is indeed the most agile and charming.
"When you look at it, it feels like it's glowing and heating up." Laifu described it while stumbling after thinking about it.
"Well, you've made some progress in your cultivation." Wang Zhe smiled and patted it on the head.
"This painting hangs in the cave."
As soon as he waved his hand, the painting floated up and then stuck to the stone wall nearby.
Thousands of miles away in southern Yunnan,
In a Taoist temple outside Chengcheng,
Zhan Wushuang looked at the tall man in front of him, moved his lips, and wanted to speak, but found that something seemed to be blocked in his throat and he could not speak.
Xiao Ren looked at the young man in front of him who looked very similar to himself.
He had always been calm and emotionless, with overflowing joy on his face and tears in his eyes.
This is his son, his long-lost son,
He thought he had lost him forever, but he didn't expect that he was still alive and came here to find him.
"Here, come in and sit down."
Zhan Wushuang entered the house. Xiao Ren hurriedly made a pot of tea and poured a cup for his son.
"I'm sorry, I, I didn't know." Zhan Wushuang finally said it and apologized.
"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. I'm the one who's sorry for you, mother and son." Xiao Ren looked remorseful.
"I didn't expect you to be alive"
There was silence in the room for a while.
The father and son had been separated for many years. When they first met, they were in a life-and-death fight. They wished they could kill each other. Both of them had their lives shut behind closed doors.
They all thought that the other party was no longer alive. I didn't expect to meet here again in this way.
Since arriving in Chengdu, Zhan Wushuang has not left.
He thought that his father, whom he had only met once, was really no longer alive.
After all, judging from what he saw and heard in Chengdu, this was very likely. But when he thought of what Wang Zhe had said, a little fire of hope ignited in his heart.
What if, what if!
So he disguised himself and settled down in Rongcheng to inquire about the assassination of King Zhennan.
He went to the tomb of King Zhennan, asked many people secretly, and also met the familiar Baiqisi internal guards.
They are also here to confirm whether King Zhennan is really dead.
Zhan Wushuang was inquiring about King Zhennan, and King Zhennan also sent people to inquire about him secretly.
Perhaps it was God's arrangement that he met someone who inquired about him.
At first I thought it was the Prince of Zhen'an who was preparing for revenge, but after analyzing the various information I collected, it seemed that this was not the case.
After some hard work and chance, he learned that King Zhennan was not dead.
After some hardships and ups and downs, their father and son finally met.
"It seems that God is not completely blind yet!" After a long silence, Xiao Ren spoke first.
"How is your recovery from your injury going?"
"It's already a serious problem." Zhan Wushuang said.
His cultivation level had already flown away, but in the place where Wang Zhe practiced, because there was abundant spiritual energy and he watched the Eight Wastelands Monument, although it was not restored to its peak,
But it is already stronger than most people in the world today.
After the great grief, my mood became better than before.
"Today we, father and son, meet. Since you are here, stay here and don't leave. We have to avenge this." Xiao Ren said coldly.
"I heard that he has become a human being." Zhan Wushuang took a sip of tea, and the tea was fragrant.
"You are a divine general from all directions and a genius in the world. You should know how difficult it is for a monk to become an immortal. He became an immortal with the help of the Four Symbol Pills, so there are inherent dangers.
This time, in order to go further, he did not hesitate to consume all the energy of the Nine Provinces. Yu Wangding left on his own because he was immoral and had no bottom line.
According to the information I received, he must have been injured, and very seriously. He has not been seen since he ascended to heaven. "
"This is our chance to raise troops to attack that foolish king!" Xiao Ren slapped his palm on the table.
"You have been in the army for a long time and you should know the layout of military camps in various places in Dayong."
Zhan Wushuang frowned slightly after hearing this.
"Although Da Yong is in chaos, the chance of winning against several states with the land of one state is not good. Besides, the feudal kings also have disloyal intentions."
"Hmph, Xiao Guang can even write his own sons into the list of gods. There is nothing he can't do. His sons were all forced to rebel by him.
Brothers kill each other, father and son kill each other, his heart is crueler than anyone else! "Xiao Ren said.
He knew that royal brother very well.
In the early years, he was not like this. He had the demeanor of a wise king.
Later, for some reason, the devil became confused and wanted to live forever and control the world forever.
Step by step it became what it is now.
"I'm leaving Chengdu for a while." Zhan Wushuang said after being silent for a while.
"Leave, where are you going? Our father and son finally want to see each other, can't we stay here?" Xiao Ren asked hurriedly after hearing this.
"I have to thank someone. If it weren't for him, I would be dead now, let alone chatting and drinking tea with you here."
"You have to thank me very much." Xiao Ren nodded after hearing this.
"You can also invite him to Rongcheng, and I will treat him with courtesy."
"I can't please him." Zhan Wushuang smiled bitterly.
"Who is he?"
"An expert who lives in seclusion in the mountains."
"What grade are you, monk?" Xiao Ren asked almost subconsciously.
"I don't know what level he is. I only know that his cultivation level is very high."
"Can't you see it either?"
Zhan Wushuang saw a special emotion in the father's eyes. He wanted to use Wang Zhe, who saved him, for his own use.
For no reason, Zhan Wushuang felt a sense of disgust.
If the other person saved your life, the first thing you should think about is how to repay the other person.
Seeing that something seemed wrong in his son's eyes, Xiao Ren was slightly startled.
"I have to go." Zhan Wushuang drank the tea in the quilt in one gulp.
"It's so urgent. It's already noon. Let's go after dinner. I still have a lot to say to you."
"Later." Zhan Wushuang suddenly felt that he was very upset and confused, and wanted to leave here and have some peace and quiet.
No matter how Xiao Ren tried to persuade him, it was of no use.
Zhan Wushuang left the Taoist temple, and Zhennan Wang Xiaoren walked to the door.
He cannot leave this Taoist temple because this Taoist temple is a formation that covers his destiny.
He is here, and outsiders use divination to calculate him, and he is a dead person, a dead person who does not exist in this world.
But if he goes out, it will be different.
Alas, he sighed.
"Xiao Guang!" He looked coldly at the northern sky.
After Zhan Wushuang came down the mountain, he left Rongcheng and headed towards Qinchuan.
A month later, he came to Qinchuan, a little tired, and the journey was not smooth.
He heard something, did something, and was delayed for a while.
When he searched for a familiar mountain peak according to his memory, he unexpectedly found that the mountain peak could not be found.
Because there are clouds and mist in Qinchuan, there is not much obvious difference between the mountains.
"Oops, I'm lost!"
Zhan Wushuang was not in a hurry and just walked around in the mountains. He didn't know how long he had been wandering around, but he saw a pile of graves.
"grave?"
He looked closer and saw a few words on one of the tombstones.
The immortal, Luan Keyong.
"Human Immortal?!" After being surprised, he immediately realized that he should have found the right place.
The gentleman is nearby.
"Someone is coming again!" Wang Zhe felt a monk approaching from the mountain.
He was about to raise his hand to send him away.
"This man has been here before." Laifu's ears twitched and he opened his mouth.
"came?"
"Yes, the one who fell from the sky last time and was covered in blood."
"It's him, what is he doing here?"
Wang Zhe didn't stop him, Zhan Wushuang stumbled up the mountain and saw Wang Zhe again.
"Thank you sir!" After meeting him, he was about to kneel down, but Wang Zhe raised his hand to hold him up.
"Have you found your father?"
"Found him. Just as the gentleman said, he is still alive."
"Just stay alive." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
"Come, have a cup of tea." Wang Zhe filled a cup of tea for him.
"Thank you, sir." Zhan Wushuang bowed and saluted.
"Sir, this is a little thought from this junior." He took out a small package from the wishful bag, and after opening it, there were three lotus seeds inside.
At first glance, this lotus seed is not an ordinary thing, it actually exudes a faint spiritual light.
On the way here, he was thinking about how to thank Wang Zhe.
The other party's cultivation level is so high, ordinary property and magic weapons must not be able to enter his eyes.
He thought about everything he saw inside and outside the cave during those days of practicing in the mountains.
After careful consideration, I spent a lot of effort to get these three lotus seeds.
"This is a good thing, I'll accept it." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
There happened to be a small pool in front of the cave, and I was thinking about how to decorate it. These three lotus seeds came at just the right time.
"As long as you like it, sir." Seeing that Wang Zhe accepted it, Zhan Wushuang was also very happy.
"Meet your father?"
"We've met and we've talked."
"Since we met, why don't you spend more time with him?"
"He wanted to raise an army to attack the Hunjun." Zhan Wushuang told Wang Zhe about his conversation with Xiao Ren without any concealment.
"Your father is out for revenge."
"Not only that, I'm afraid he also wants to be emperor."
(End of chapter)
