City of Gods.
It is protected by nine mountains and surrounded by five waters.
The layout of the Nine-Five Masters absorbs the energy of the world and gathers the power of one hundred and eight continents to support one city.
The wide streets are paved with bluestones, and the bluestones are tightly spaced, as if there are no gaps. Pedestrians coming and going are densely packed in the thirty-six squares, creating a bustling scene of busy traffic and blazing flowers.
The show manager has a white face and no beard. He wears a high crown. His hands are hidden in the wide sleeves and hang down naturally. His eyes are drooped and looking at the bridge of his nose. He is like a background board, standing on the side of the carriage.
The expensive carriage may not look big, but it has its own cave inside, just like a bedroom. Prince Jin is sitting upright in front of the dressing table, with a pure and transparent mirror in front of him.
Permeated with a faint aura of extraordinaryness, this is an otherworldly object. It is at least as high as a magic weapon, so it can clearly reflect the appearance of King Jin.
Gently stroking the facial skin, feeling the rough feeling from his fingers, King Jin showed a distressed look. He quickly poured out the worth of plum orchid paste from the white porcelain bottle on the side into the palm of his hand, and began to carefully Wipe it up.
After wiping the Meilan ointment once, King Jin looked carefully in front of the mirror again and again, and began to trim his eyebrows.
At the same time, he said: "When is Qixiu?"
"It's noon."
The show manager stood outside the carriage, his lips did not move, and his voice could be heard clearly in the carriage.
"There is still a quarter of an hour before the arrival of the longevity master of the Eternal Life Valley."
"It's time for Your Highness to move out of the city."
King Jin looked at the trimmed eyebrows and the face that appeared in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Brother Prince, I can't hold you back."
"Even if my brother the prince doesn't understand, so many officials from the Eastern Palace do. Brother the prince cannot lack the support of the Valley of Immortality."
"The Valley of Eternal Life will not start changing its supporters just because they meet Gu Gu first."
"Of the nine great sects in the world, the three demonic sects are ignored. Among the remaining six sects, the Haotian Sect is arbitrary and independent, both good and evil. If it were not so powerful, it would have been rated as a demonic sect long ago."
"The sects of the righteous path do not want the strength of the demonic path to increase, so they have been putting up with the Haotian Sect. The Haotian Sect is located in the northern border and does not participate in the affairs of the court."
"Among the remaining five authentic sects, the Valley of Immortality is the most special."
"Their supporters have always been Zhengshuo, who grasps the name of righteousness and hates common etiquette the most. The prince's brother was born well, and he is the crown prince of the East Palace. He is Zhengshuo of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They are not willing to let such a big martial arts master talk about it. It will change your will.”
"Coming here alone is an attitude."
"It's not okay to not come even though you know you won't be persuaded."
"Gu De showed his attitude and let Changsheng Valley know that Gu values them."
A commotion suddenly came, and then there were chaotic sounds.
King Jin turned sideways slightly, then stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and he could see the prince's honor guard appearing first at the end of the street in the distance.
Baize flag, golden drum flag, music drum...
In particular, the nine orifices of the banner are made of red lacquer and bamboo poles, and the gold-coated copper faucet is one foot, two feet and five inches long. It flutters in the wind, but it looks like a swimming dragon.
Huge honor guards came one after another from a distance, imposing and majestic.
Everyone along the road retreated and knelt down on both sides of the road. Their heads were bowed deeply, but they did not dare to look up.
The prince's trip this time brought out the prince's honor guard. A huge crowd of people arrived at the city gate. The honor guard did not stop at any time. They passed Prince Jin's carriage and continued towards the outside of the city.
Prince Jin looked at this magnificent ceremony with longing in his eyes. As the crown prince, the prince's ceremony was naturally unparalleled by that of the prince. Finally he let go of the curtain and snorted coldly.
Amidst the grand ceremony, the prince's wife looked at the carriage in the distance. Finally, he withdrew his gaze and spoke in a low voice: "His Royal Highness."
"It is the carriage of His Highness Prince Jin. There is a steward waiting beside him. It seems that His Highness Prince Jin is also waiting for Master Changshou."
"Don't worry about him. I am mainly here to pick up the longevity master today."
"As long as Master Changshou enters the capital, the pressure brought by the Great Sun Sect will disappear."
The prince looked forward with a calm expression. After briefly giving instructions to the prince, he stopped talking and waited for a long time. When the honor guard stopped, the prince came to the middle of the broad street among the crowd and looked at a man holding a hand. Jie Zhi, a thin Taoist priest came over.
The prince did not dare to be negligent and quickly stepped forward to greet him and said, "Master Changshou."
Changshou Zhenren had an ordinary appearance, shabby Taoist robes, walking barefoot on the ground, and the staff in his hand was like a dead tree. When he saw the prince approaching, he raised his hand slightly and said: "Your Highness, you are welcome."
"Pindao came out of the valley this time just at the invitation of His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Since we meet His Royal Highness here, we can build a Taoist temple here, and the poor Taoist can meditate here and recite Huang Ting."
Prince Sheren took the initiative to step forward and said respectfully: "The real person comes here and lives outside the city. Doesn't this mean that His Highness appears to be disrespectful and disrespectful to the real person?"
"Now the banquet has been prepared in the East Palace, and the real person is about to go to the banquet."
The eyes of Master Changshou reflected the face of Prince Sheren. The scepter in his hand drooped and landed on the ground. On the side of the street, the soil began to shake and green shoots sprouted from the ground.
The green trees are like jade, growing crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye. After about three or five breaths, a towering tree has grown.
The trees have lush branches, thin strips hanging down, and connected front and back, forming a wooden house.
Master Changshou bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, don't blame me."
After the ceremony, Master Changshou had already walked towards the wooden house. After stepping on it, branches floated up like steps. Master Changshou walked into the wooden house calmly.
The prince's face was calm. He looked at the closed wooden house with a cold light in his eyes. After stopping for dozens of breaths, the prince slowly walked towards the wooden house.
The prince held a handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead. When he saw the prince walking towards the wooden house, his mind relaxed and he felt completely relieved.
Fortunately.
The worst case scenario of becoming angry and leaving angrily did not occur.
The Valley of Immortality is a group of freaks, and they are also martial arts masters who are extremely difficult to deal with. To say that they are not idiots or stupid, they understand all the principles, but they don't care about them one by one.
He stared at the wooden house with worried eyes, fearing that something unexpected might happen.
Master Changshou has already arrived, but he didn't expect that something unexpected would happen.
Wooden house interior.
At this time, Master Changshou was sitting on the ground, sitting upright on a futon, holding a book in his left hand and a book in his right hand. Different books in his left and right hands were being opened and looked at.
The minds are divided into two parts, each reading different books.
When the prince walked in, Master Changshou's eyes did not change, still staying on the books, and he took the initiative to say: "I know that His Highness the prince is dissatisfied."
"It's not because I mean to neglect His Highness the Crown Prince."
"But the end of the poor life is approaching."
"Every breath of time is extremely precious. If I didn't sincerely support His Royal Highness, I would not take the initiative to leave the valley."
His left hand automatically turned the page. About after finishing the last sentence, his right hand also turned the page. While chatting with the prince, he did not delay Changshou Master from reading the book.
The prince smiled and said with a smile: "The real person is joking. The fact that the real person can come is the greatest support for me."
"After I return soon, I will invite the best craftsmen from Heaven to build a Taoist temple here for the real person."
Master Changshou nodded and said politely: "Let's get a few more palace maids who know how to serve people. This time we left the valley in a hurry and there are no people around to serve us."
"For example, I have to get rid of some chores, His Highness the Crown Prince. I don't want to care about these and waste my precious time."
The prince responded: "You don't need to worry about these things, I will take care of them."
Finally, after hesitating for a moment or two, the prince asked, "Is it the Qingdi Sutra of Immortality that the real person cultivates?"
Master Changshou did not answer, but the prince already knew the answer. At this time, compassion appeared in his eyes, and the anger in his heart completely disappeared.
The God and Demon Martial Arts of the Changsheng Valley Town sect "The Qing Emperor's Sutra of Immortality".
It is said to be the art of immortality.
But no one who practices the martial arts of gods and demons in this town has ever lived past a hundred years.
For ordinary warriors, the stronger the strength, the higher the cultivation level, the longer the life span, but the "Qing Emperor Sutra of Immortality" is the opposite, the stronger the strength, the lower the life span.
Therefore, the Valley of Eternal Life among the Nine Great Sects is also known as the Valley of Short Life.
The true meaning of the "Qing Emperor's Sutra of Immortality" is unknown to outsiders, but the power shown by practicing it in the Valley of Immortality for generations can be said to be truly powerful.
He died quickly, but in exchange for his longevity, his strength increased by leaps and bounds.
A grandmaster in his twenties is already astonishing to the world. Even among the great masters of martial arts, it takes several generations to have one, but for Changsheng Valley, this is commonplace.
It is not unusual for a first-level martial artist who is over fifty years old.
Moreover, the greatest effect of the "Blue Emperor's Sutra of Immortality" is reincarnation, which is said to be immortal for eternity.
Although he died early in this life, as long as his fellow disciples find the reincarnation in the next life, bring them back to the Valley of Immortality, and rebuild the "Blue Emperor's Sutra of Immortality", they can complete the recovery and restore the memory of the past.
It has the style of the immortal way before the heavenly change in ancient times. After the war was over, he reincarnated and embarked on the immortal path again under the protection of his master.
They are fighting against longevity every minute and every second. This is a very mysterious martial arts sect.
But the prince is suspicious of all this, no, everyone in the world is suspicious of it.
I don't think it's true at all, it's just a means of the Valley of Immortality. In these tens of millions of years, no one has truly reincarnated, even the immortal soul, it is just a pseudo reincarnation.
The Valley of Immortality claims to be able to restore the memory of the past life. In the eyes of the prince, even seizing a body is more real than this statement, so he was able to recover his cultivation level in just a few decades and reach the upper third level.
Or the "Qing Emperor's Sutra of Immortality" copies the insights and memories of the previous generation of practitioners, and then passes them on to the next generation. As a martial art of suppressing gods and demons, although this kind of ability is stronger, it is not unacceptable.
Only the idea of reincarnation and restoring memories of previous lives is unbelievable.
After the prince knew the details of Changshou Zhenren, he had no complaints. He sincerely supported him by coming to Shendu.
I have no idea at all about the longevity technique of the Immortal Valley.
Could this kind of immortality still be me?
Even after awakening the memory, is it also affected by the memory?
Just when the prince was about to speak, the prince's wife was already hurriedly coming outside the door of the wooden house. Seeing the prince's winks, the prince said calmly: "The real person is not an outsider. Can you speak out if something happens?"
The prince and his wife hurriedly spoke: "Something big has happened."
"Please read this issue of Tianji Bao, Your Highness."
The prince raised his hand to receive a thick Tianji Bao. This issue of Tianji Bao was different from previous issues. It was released much later and was also thicker than before.
The prince knew that something like this had happened, so he could only tell the truth.
When I lifted up the Tianji Bao, I saw the shocking headline.
The saint loses his virtue.
The prince's eyes were splitting when he saw these four big characters.
His breath suddenly became thicker, and anger arose spontaneously.
How dare?
How dare Tianji Tower?
How dare they do this.
Although this refers directly to the saint, the saint represents the Great Zhou Dynasty and is also the head of the Ji family.
This naturally sums up the prince. Tianjilou’s slap slapped the saint’s face, but it also slapped the prince’s face.
The palm of the hand has been exerted, and a Tianji newspaper was shattered into pieces. It was shattered by the force, leaving not a trace.
"newspaper?"
The prince was like an angry bull, breathing heavily. After about ten breaths, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said through gritted teeth: "Newspaper?"
A Tianji Bao newspaper was delivered again. When the prince read these four words again, he was still extremely angry, as if someone was stabbing his heart with a knife. He was angry and heartbroken at the same time.
Big week.
What's going on here.
Things have happened one after another recently.
First there was the Jiazi Rebellion, and then the saint lost his virtue.
These four words are really too bad.
The audience of Tianji Bao is too wide. Even if the prince wants to know about the major events in the world, Tianji Bao is also one of the important channels. In terms of collecting information, no organization in the world can surpass Tianji Pao.
Moreover, the Tianji Tower can also deduce the secrets of the universe. It has been confirmed from various aspects that if it were not for the old man Tianji, the Tianji Tower would have been destroyed long ago. But even if there is the old man Tianji, there are still many things that he dare not take the initiative to reveal, and must be revealed after the incident.
The prince's gaze moved downwards, and the first thing that caught his eye was a disgusting name.
Dou Changsheng.
His brows furrowed deeply, and the prince looked unhappy.
He thought of an incident that caused a stir in the last time in the city of God, the incident involving the right minister of household affairs. It was Dou Changsheng's intention to eliminate the princelings.
Although someone pushed for it, the Zhou family was wiped out, and Leng Youkun, whom he was optimistic about gaining military power, also died. They were all involved with Dou Changsheng, and he didn't know whether the other party was conscious or unconscious.
There were doubts about the latter incident, and it was said that Ye Wumian did it, but the prince had left it to Dou Changsheng, because he had a bad congenital impression, and he would definitely think of it after the incident.
At the same time, King Jin was also watching the Tianji Bao.
But he laughed loudly and said: "I have a general who can kill the prince."
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