"Why!?"
"Why? I'm kneeling on the ground like a dog, begging for your mercy. Why don't you let me go? I just want to live. What's wrong with me? I just hope that one day I can be on an equal footing with you. Why don't you Are you willing to give me a way out?"
"Why? Why on earth is this?"
"I just want to live, I don't want to die!"
In the Jie Xian Valley, there are arrays of hunting flags, various immortal sects, and the proud sons of the family. There are also many wild cultivators who are lucky enough to hear the news and want to pick up the leaks. All of them hold magic weapons or life-saving magic weapons.
Quietly looking at Shanze Yexiu who was trapped on a small mountain peak.
Just like a beast that has lost its mind and is going crazy with incompetence, wreaking havoc everywhere, roaring with heart-rending roars.
Blood penetrated the whole body, and the worn-out gray hemp robe had long been dyed red, and the blood had solidified into a ball along his long hair.
The drop of blood dripping from the finger was swallowed up in an instant, leaving only a red dot, and then disappeared.
The Taoist robe, which had been worn for an unknown number of years, began to solidify under the sharp cold wind and heavy snow, and the wounds on his body had long been clotted with blood.
The pair of cloth shoes with thumbs exposed were covered with bright red snow, gradually losing consciousness and wrapping around the whole body, standing like a statue.
The snow in Jiexian Valley that day was very heavy, just like the snow the year I left my hometown, and it was just as chilling...
The people in the lower world of Taoism looked at the disappearing bodies of their companions under the heavy snow, with gloomy faces and silence.
He just kept staring at the blurry figure in the heavy snow, trying to keep him alive until death.
As the saying goes: a dog jumps over the wall when it is anxious, and a rabbit bites when it is anxious.
Unexpectedly, the guy who usually lives around like a dog has secretly attained the level of Jiudao, and many fellow Taoists lost their lives in vain.
The guy in front of me, who just a few decades ago had just gained the title of Taoist Immortal, is now a Nine-Path Venerable. Who would believe that such a big jump in the middle was not a huge opportunity?
Although the difference between Venerable and Immortal is only one word, they are also worlds apart.
It's like one is an official title, and the other is a spontaneous title among the people.
But if one reaches the tenth level, there is no need to be so cumbersome. After all, in the face of absolute strength, who dares to resist? Who dares to resist God?
For these ten immortals, they can accept that any one of them present will get such an opportunity to achieve these ten immortals, and they are not willing to accept a pariah Taoist stepping on their heads.
Especially the thing that had been trampled under his feet and humiliated, begging for forgiveness like a dog. It's more disgusting than eating a fly.
So this has become another Ten Path Immortal Lord for thousands of years. Anyone can do it, but it can’t be you Dong Qingqiu.
Facing Dong Qingqiu who had no power to fight back, no one dared to take a step forward.
If a venerable person with nine levels of cultivation self-destructs, most of the monks present will be wiped out in ashes.
Some immortals of the Nine Paths who are lucky enough to survive will have their realm plummeted even if they do not die, and they will never be able to be associated with the Nine Paths Immortals again in this life.
So no one wants to lose their lives at this last moment and become someone else's wedding dress in vain.
Because this only opportunity to become the Ten Path Immortal Lord must belong to yourself.
"Dong Qingqiu obediently handed over this opportunity. This is not something you can afford."
"If you don't just surrender and kowtow to us, maybe we will let you go. Hahahahaha."
"Everyone! Guess, Dong Qing...oh~ no, it's Wanjia Dog. Will he kneel down and beg for mercy like before? I'll hold a court, and all the magic weapons and magic weapons will be pressed up. This opportunity must not be missed again. .”
"Dong Qingqiu, if you kill my husband and marry my children, I will cut you into pieces."
"ah……?"
"The mouse hiding in the dark, today in broad daylight, you are nowhere to be found."
"Don't you claim that you have no calculations? Do you think you can survive today?"
"What nonsense are you talking to him about? Let's all chop off his head together, seize the great opportunity of heaven, and prove the great path."
As a voice came out, an endless stream of words gradually sounded.
The bloody man who looked like a statue slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, showing a trace of disdain, and looked at the immortals with outstanding talents and extraordinary strength with a sad expression.
Seeing that Dong Qingqiu, who had gained a great opportunity in the Taoist world, opened his eyes, everyone who was in high spirits just now retreated one after another.
When Dong Qingqiu saw this scene, he looked sternly and sneered at the people from various factions who retreated in panic, and finally stopped at a woman.
That was the reincarnation of a fairy mother with a high status and noble status in the Taoist world.
No matter where she goes, people can't help but praise her.
But she prefers to be called a fairy instead of a queen.
After Dong Qingqiu smiled bitterly, he threw the broken turtle shell in his arms over his head. Scenes seemed to flash through the fragments of the turtle shell.
The hexagram indicates good luck.
This may be my last divination. Although it has never been accurate, it is still a good sign for the last time.
Finally, Dong Qingqiu threw his head back and laughed. He had never been so relaxed in more than seven hundred years.
Suddenly a roar rang out from the crowd: "Stop him quickly..."
It was too late, Dong Qingqiu swallowed a purple gourd into his belly, and tried his best to circulate all the sources of energy in his body.
A strong suction force burst out from the mouth that was about to tear apart. The entire face began to twist and become ferocious, and the eyeballs would bulge and explode at any time.
All the creatures in Jiexian Valley were instantly evacuated, and a cyclone formed between heaven and earth and poured into Dong Qingqiu's mouth.
The goose-feather heavy snow in Jiexian Valley also swept in, with Dong Qingqiu's bloody mouth as the core, forming a snow tornado that seemed to stretch up to the sky, and everything was swept into it.
Then it was thrown out of the body and lost its vitality, leaving only an empty shell that was sucked away.
All life within thousands of miles was turned into bones, trees died, and birds and beasts turned into bones.
Some of the Eight Path Immortals with poor cultivation were directly drained of their energy and turned into withered bones.
There were even two Nine Path Immortal Lords that exploded instantly. I'd rather have the jade broken than the whole thing.
Their remains were scattered everywhere, and all their spiritual energy had been drained away. Those wild beasts and mountains are no exception.
Just when the remaining people were unable to resist, the cyclone that devoured the world came to an abrupt end.
A huge meat ball floats in the air, like paper, and can be broken when poked.
Dong Qingqiu's cold laughter suddenly sounded in Jie Xian Valley: "If there is an afterlife, we must change our way of life! Time goes against the flow of ten immortals, risking their lives to survive. Since the rumors are true, why worry about being covered in mud and unable to move forward?"
"Everyone knows the good side, but I don't know the evil side."
"I have already passed away tomorrow, and I will live on my own tomorrow."
"Pull away the clouds and mist, and see the green mountains."
"Everyone! Everything will be in vain in the end. If I don't die from this move, we will settle everything one by one in the future."
"No, stop it quickly..."
The day flashed by, and Dong Qingqiu, who was already at the end of his strength and had fleas on his fingertips, disappeared in an instant.
"Heaven and earth do not care about us, but they can only open up life and give these little ones a way to live. How lucky is it for me?"
"How dare he? A coward who hides in the dark and makes a living, picks up what others eat, how dare he bet on this?"
"Heaven and earth are so attached to such thieves, the way of heaven is dull!"
"Everyone! From now on, there will be no more ten immortals in the Tao world!"
Hearing this, they all hurriedly activated their Daoyuan and felt the changes in the world.
In an instant, the few remaining Immortal Lords of the Nine Paths were like eggplants beaten by frost, without energy or spirit. They only felt that there was one thing missing between heaven and earth, a key thing to become one of the Ten Immortals.
Unexpectedly, in the Taoist world for millions of years, the last of the Ten Taoist Immortals was actually the "devil" that everyone shouted to beat - Dong Qingqiu.
"Do you think the rumors of the Ten Dao Immortals are true?"
"Everyone, I didn't say anything just now, should everything be fine?"
"Fuck you, you are the one with the most sneak attacks, and you will be the first to die..."
Before he finished speaking, the woman with a high status, the Immortal Lord, suppressed the blood that was about to well up in her heart with the next sip.
With a sudden wave of his jade hand, the heavy snow that had just calmed down swept up again, advancing layer by layer like waves, and the snowflakes between heaven and earth solidified instantly.
The female immortal's nails were embedded in the palm of her hand, and blood flowed out. She gritted her teeth and said: "The bold and untouchable Taoist immortal secretly hides opportunities in the Taoist world. For his own selfish desires, he persecutes our Taoist world. So many of God's pride and talents have fallen. God will not punish him. , I will punish you on behalf of Heaven."
"What do you think, immortal lords?"
The face that was originally as cold as ice turned to look at a few people with a smile without missing a beat.
After several people looked at each other in disbelief, they hurriedly bowed their hands and said, "I will obey your Majesty's decree!"
"Huh?" The woman had a gloomy face, glanced at a few people, and then said nothing.
Several people quickly changed their words: "I will obey the fairy's decree."
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All things are ultimately empty in the end, and all things arise because of endless causes.
A relatively wealthy family in Yingze City was sitting in the courtyard on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, eating mooncakes harmoniously.
"Jie'er, come to Mom, there are mooncakes here." The middle-aged man sitting aside also imitated the woman's behavior and shook the mooncakes in his hand with a smile: "Jie'er, come to Dad, Dad There are also delicious mooncakes.”
The child's steps were slow, and he threw himself unsteadily into the woman's arms, holding half a moon cake tightly in his hand. He rubbed his little face on the woman's belly, babbling.
Make the whole family laugh.
The child raised his head and looked at his mother innocently. A stream of crystal clear snot hung between the two of them.
The woman carefully wiped the child's nose and looked at the middle-aged man with a sad and aggrieved smile: "Master, look at what you Jie'er did."
The middle-aged man stood aside wearing a tiger head hat. The mooncake in his hand was stained with snot, and he kept nibbling on it with his little mouth.
The woman suddenly stood up, ran towards the man with a smile on her face, and stretched out her hand that still looked like a woman's to grab the man.
When the middle-aged man saw this, he quickly begged for mercy. He stood up and grabbed the woman's outstretched hand. He put one arm around the woman's waist and begged for mercy in a soft voice: "Ma'am, please be merciful." This caused the woman to laugh softly.
The bright night sky, the white moon, the quiet courtyard, the family is full of laughter and laughter in their own home, and they are extremely happy.
The happy laughter of the family of three in the courtyard filled the entire house.
Outside the courtyard wall not far to the right of the gate of Gu Mansion, a little beggar with dry and curly hair like a bird's nest, short stature, and yellow skin stood motionless under the crystal clear white wall reflecting the moonlight.
From the protruding cheekbones and the frightened and distracted eyes, it can be seen that this little beggar has not had a full meal for a long time.
The little beggar squatted half-crouched and was about to leap up the wall, but suddenly stopped.
The little beggar stood up slowly, subconsciously raised his cracked hands, and looked at them with a blank expression.
His little feet covered with calluses subconsciously took a few steps back, then turned around in panic and looked around.
Is this this Immortal? Is this immortal really going back in time and coming back? Really back? Is this Immortal Lord not dead?
pain!
Great, I am not dead, I am still alive.
Alas, it's just a pity that I finally managed to join the Ten Dao Immortals...
I don’t know what year it is today?
Behind him was an empty street, illuminated by the bright moonlight, which was extremely cold.
Because he forcibly used the Purple Qi Yin and Yang Gourd to absorb all the Heavenly Void Qi, he barely succeeded in becoming one of the Ten Immortals.
But his body had reached its limit and was broken apart, leaving only a trace of consciousness.
In the end, the fight was completed with an explosion, and time flowed backwards.
Although time travels backwards to the past, due to time constraints and violation of the laws of heaven, it is impossible to go back to a specific time and can only randomly travel back to a certain stage in the past.
The young man sneered and looked at himself with curiosity: "I'm really back! It's just a pity that the cultivation of these ten immortals is not good. If there weren't those guys in the way, maybe I can be on par with Dao Ancestor now." The young man. He sighed sadly.
A breeze passed by, gently blowing the threads of the boy's stinky clothes that were clinging to his body and exposing most of his chest, and returned to calm like weeds.
The young man is like a weed in the desert, no matter how strong the wind blows, he still stands tall and straight, clasping his hands and still looking calmly at the sky.
The world where Dong Qingqiu lives is called the Tao Realm, and there are four innate Tao sources of energy required for practice in different periods between heaven and earth.
The Qi of the innate Taoist source are: Yellow Purple Qi, Xuanhuang Qi, Earth Palm Qi and Tianxu Qi. And the Tianxu Qi is the key to becoming the Ten Dao Immortals. With the guidance of Heaven, you can become an Immortal with your empty body. You will have no regrets in your life, and the Taoism will last forever.
The source of Taoism is where the Qi of a Taoist immortal resides. The source of Taoism at the beginning is like water dripping through stone, and as the realm improves, it slowly expands into lakes, rivers, and even the sea.
It is said that the origin of Taoist ancestors is like the universe, which is all-encompassing and endless.
The Taoist Immortal can increase his Principle Source by refining a Principle Source Body with a powerful Principle Source. However, if the Principle Source Body's Principle Source exceeds the capacity of his own Principle Source, it will be burst and the body will explode.
Cultivation is divided into twelve stages: first-level immortal, second-level immortal, third-level immortal...and so on to the highest immortal, twelve-level immortal. Every immortal is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.
Ten Immortals: Going against the flow of time, I can pick the stars with my hand, embrace the youth with my wrist, retreat on the Bridge of Immortality, and it is up to me to come in the future. Fame is right or wrong, fame comes and benefits come back to fame.
Eleven Taoist Immortals: Immortality will last forever, and my enemies will live forever, and we will live forever. The sun, the moon, the yin and the yang are balanced on the shoulders, and it is not a matter of arbitrary right and wrong, and everyone is treated equally. I have tried my best to prove the way of heaven and suppress all evils, but I am the only one sitting alone in heaven and earth.
Twelve Taoist Immortals: Time reaches its end like an arrow, stepping on the stars, holding the universe in hand! The yin and yang are reversed in the hands, leaping to immortality, abandoning life and death! The Tao is boundless, and at the end, the road is long, and there are people who come after you.
After quickly recalling the bleak situation of the past seven hundred years, his arms secretly exerted force, looking for something.
Dong Qingqiu looked at his hands that had not changed, sighed, his eyes were a little distracted, then he straightened his body and smiled calmly: "The lotus purifies itself when putrefaction mud slanders the body, and the lotus flowers show themselves when they come out of putrefaction mud."
"My body is like duckweed and I cannot help myself. Whether it is right or wrong is everyone else's business. Why should I blame heaven and others for matters of life and death? My body is like grass and must compete with all things for benefit and power with heaven and earth. Why should I complain whether I am noble or humble? I am floating. People who live in Ping Dynasty should not care about the name of Yang Hua."
"So what if I don't have any cultivation?"
"If you try again, try your best."
Dong Qingqiu clenched his hands and swore secretly in his heart.
Suddenly an inappropriate voice sounded.
"You little bastard, why are you standing there standing still for me? You've ruined something big for me, and I won't break your legs."
Dong Qingqiu turned around and followed the sound, and saw an old man cursing under the white jade lion at the gate of Gu's mansion.
A smile appeared at the corner of Dong Qingqiu's lips, completely ignoring the old man who was still insulting him, and walked towards the gate on his own.
In seven hundred years of wandering and wandering, people who have humiliated themselves will never forget them.
The old man behind him kept cursing at the young man who had only reached his thigh.
The young man glanced at the old man casually, his expression cold.
Then there was a knock on the door.
The old man who was originally domineering felt like falling into an ice cave when the young man stared at him like this, and he couldn't help but feel a chill rising.
I realized that the boy in front of me seemed to be a different person. He was completely different from the boy who was as obedient as a dog before.
Ignoring him, the old man's cursing voice gradually disappeared, and he just looked at the young man walking towards the door quietly, his eyes suddenly turned dark and gloomy, and his smile was playful.
So he simply lay down under the big white jade lion and started snoring.
Dong Qingqiu politely knocked on the door of Gu Mansion, and an impatient voice came from the house: "Here, knock, knock, knock, what are you knocking on? You are not at home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, are you here to remind me?"
The hurried footsteps stopped abruptly, and with a creak, a servant in cloth walked out of the heavy red-painted door.
It can be seen from the servant's clothes that he specially changed into a new pair of clothes. The reason is unknown.
But the uninvited guest in front of him disturbed his interest and made him look extremely angry.
"Damn it, where did this little beggar come from? Get out of the way. You don't even look at the place when you beg for food. Are you going to come here to beg for food?"
After opening the door, he saw a little beggar in tattered clothes. The servant who opened the door suddenly became angry.
The reason is that my master finally arranged a good meal in the kitchen so that his servants could have a wonderful Mid-Autumn Festival.
As a result, the little beggar made trouble and he lost several pieces of meat.
"Get out of here, or I'll do something..." As he said that, he kicked the little beggar in front of him, and suddenly he froze on the spot.
Before he could finish his words, a mouthful of hot blood flowed out of his mouth. His eyes widened and he stared at the little beggar in front of him in disbelief.
Dong Qingqiu's entire arm penetrated the opponent's chest, and the small hand that exposed his back was filled with blood, exuding heat, and fell to the ground drop by drop.
"Just here to remind you."
Dong Qingqiu looked at the servant with wide eyes with calm eyes, smiled faintly, and slowly took his little hand out of his chest.
The servant, whose entire face was twisted in pain, was trembling as Dong Qingqiu pulled out his hand.
Dong Qingqiu calmly used the other party's clothes to wipe the blood on his arm.
He reached out and touched a leg bone hanging around his waist.
Then, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked in swaggeringly.
Stepping through the door, the servant behind him also fell down.
In the small courtyard, Gu Beidou pressed his wife on the stone table, so that she could not move.
Before the woman could react, he bit her on the neck.
"Master, stop doing it, it's itchy."
The woman's face was full of beauty and she smiled shyly. With her delicate and weak hands, she pushed the other person with one hand and hugged her neck with the other. She stretched her neck and said softly: "Master, Jie'er is still here!"
Gu Beidou, who was breathing heavily, glanced at his wife, whose face was as bright as peach blossoms in early spring, and said impatiently: "Madam, don't worry, Jie'er is still young and doesn't understand anything. I'll have Jie'er be taken away." Just take her away."
Gu Beidou stood up with a look of reluctance, straightened his clothes, and shouted loudly: "Mother Zhang, come and take the young master away." The woman also stood up hurriedly, pretending to help arrange the clothes.
Gu Beidou shouted many times in succession, but still no one came, so he cursed angrily: "His grandma, where have all the people died? If I give you some bee poop, don't you know who you are?"
"Mother Zhang, where did you die?" After being frightened by Gu Beidou, the originally quiet child suddenly burst into tears. The woman could only squat down, comforting the child and blaming Gu Beidou: "Master, look at it, Jie'er was scared to tears by you. You are usually too kind to those servants who don't have long-sightedness."
When Gu Beidou heard this, he became even more angry. He just took a few steps to teach those servants who vented their anger with open ears.
Suddenly, a figure slowly appeared in the swaying bamboo forest beside the courtyard path. Under the moonlight, the bamboo shadow erratically covered the other person's face, making it blurry.
"You bitch, I'm calling you..." Gu Beidou's words suddenly stopped when he reached his mouth, and gradually became silent. Looking at the figure not far away, I actually felt a hint of danger: "Who are you and why are you here? Where are Liu Er and the others?"
The young man in the bamboo forest slowly walked out, looking at the happy and sweet family of three, he kept clapping his hands, but did not answer Gu Beidou's words, but said to himself: "Raise your glass to the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow."
Then he raised his head, looked at Gu Beidou with a smile on his face, and greeted Mrs. Gu politely: "Long time no see! Mr. Gu. I didn't expect that Mr. Gu... is really getting stronger with age, and the pear blossoms are as strong as the begonias."
