"If I take you instead..." Before he finished speaking, King Daoshi himself shook his head, and then smiled bitterly.
If he had such ability, why would he talk nonsense with Feng Linwen?
As for pretense and deception... he didn't think it would be useful.
"How? Actually, you have to think about it this way. With your strength, if you go to my world, you will be truly immortal. Ten thousand years is just an extremely inconspicuous part of your long life. What's more... you also You are not a slave to me, but an equal. I employ you with conditions, and you accept my employment, that's all." Feng Linfu tried his best to communicate with King Dao Shi in the most equal and gentle way.
According to some online tutorials that persuade 'strong mercenaries from another world', the self-esteem and arrogance of some people who often reach the top of the other world are several levels higher than those of the same level in the ordinary galactic era.
It's like Yelang is arrogant.
Therefore, if you are not as strong as your opponent, try not to take a high profile.
Responding in a more peaceful and even respectful way will make it easier to gain favor and achieve your goals.
"Okay! If what you say is true, I will cooperate with you." King Dao Shi finally couldn't resist the temptation and agreed to Feng Linhu's proposal.
Feng Linwen said excitedly: "Okay! If that's the case, then we will do this...and this..."
After careful discussion.
Feng Linwen's mind returned to himself and came out of the depths of his inner world. Even in his shallower memories, he no longer played the role of King Dao Shi and experienced his life trajectory.
On the other side, where several strong men gathered, a group of people who had just had a truce were sitting cross-legged.
Some people's faces sometimes show a ferocious look.
There are also people who are constantly mumbling the names of people they care about.
The old monk of Xuankong Temple was reciting Buddhist scriptures. However, if a few words of 'gossip' were occasionally mixed in the Buddhist scriptures, if spread, I am afraid it would cause huge waves that would shock the world.
If Xie Wanchun, a living fossil, were here, he would have heard the old monk's words.
From these few words, it can be analyzed that the old monk is the bloody murderer who killed 173 families in seven states and a total of 309 people in half a year.
But now, this murderer has openly become a Buddhist monk, a strong man who has never been born in Xuankong Temple.
The old prince began to wave his hand in the air and write the imperial edict, full of domineering power.
It's just that from time to time, I get confused and forget who I am.
At this moment, the pressure on everyone suddenly disappeared slightly.
Then they all looked up and saw that the scene in front of them had changed once again.
I saw that in that picture, King Dao Shi was already in his twilight years.
When his ten thousand years of life are about to end, his shocking and unparalleled cultivation will turn into water flowing eastward and disappear between heaven and earth, like a floating cloud that will leave no trace after the wind blows.
Under the misty moonlight, King Dao Shi was boating alone on the lake.
The night dew is frosty, drinking and sitting alone.
The water rippled slightly, rocking the boat like a cradle.
The wind blowing from the river carries the fragrance of green grass and wild flowers.
The boat was in the shadow of the moon, and King Dao Shi was alone, looking so lonely and desolate.
A strong sense of cynicism almost permeated the entire picture and reflected in everyone's heart.
Some people couldn't help crying, some couldn't help vomiting blood, and some even started to commit suicide.
But I saw King Dao Shi, looking at the bright moon shaking in the water, showing a wry smile.
"Immortality...immortality! How to live forever? The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, but you can't get it! I can't help but...!"
He suddenly jumped up and jumped into the moon shadow, spreading his arms as if to embrace the moon in the water.
But just at this moment, a clear singing voice suddenly came from the lake.
The moment this song sounded.
Everyone here is awake.
Even those forgotten memories began to return.
Everyone is reminded of who they are.
"The great roc flies to inspire the eight descendants, but the mid-heaven destroys it because it is unable to do anything. The remaining wind stirs for eternity, and the fusang hangs on the left sleeve. Later generations will pass it on. Who will shed tears when Zhongni dies?"
I saw a thin figure, standing alone on the water, with a long sword in his hand, jumping for joy between the sky and the lake. The moon in the sky and the moon in the water seemed to use this person as a bridge to form a coherent whole.
People dance with the moon, but the moon, the person, and the shadow are three independent people. They are extremely lonely and lonely.
Even in the memory of King Dao Shi, this person was so charming that he even suppressed King Dao Shi's presence for a moment.
Everyone began to wonder who this person was.
Suddenly... I heard someone say "Hey".
Afterwards, more and more people recognized this person, and they even began to communicate with each other faintly.
"How is it possible? Dao Shi Tian Wang died nearly three thousand years ago. How could he exist at that time? It should... just look similar!" Someone whispered.
In the picture, King Dao Shi was staring at Feng Linye.
It was like seeing something absolutely unbelievable and meeting someone who would never be seen before.
"Who are you? What are you?" At this moment, King Dao Shi said things he should never say and asked questions he should not ask.
"I am what you asked for!" Feng Linwen stood on the lake. The wind on the lake blew through the hem of his clothes, and it floated into the painting. Standing where he was, it was a scene that was unparalleled in the world.
"Are you an immortal?" King Dao Shi Tian asked in shock.
His voice was even slightly garbled, sounding very surprised.
"What do you think is an immortal?" Feng Linwen asked.
"Immortal!" King Dao Shi said with certainty.
Feng Linwen laughed loudly.
Then he pointed a finger, and when King Dao Shi was unable to stop him, the finger pointed at his forehead.
"I know that your cultivation is not easy, so I will give you a talisman. Three thousand years later, if you can live again, I will come to you again."
"At that time, you can answer me again, what is an immortal?" After saying that, he staggered into the bright moon and was no longer seen.
The screen flashed, and it actually appeared when King Dao Shi was young.
In that scene, Feng Linmo actually appeared.
This time, he was just an ordinary salesman walking around the streets, selling a small toy sword to Li Daoxiu, who was still young at the time.
It was as if everything was already predestined.
The cause was planted ten thousand years ago, and the result will be seen ten thousand years later.
Plant the cause three thousand years ago, and see the result three thousand years later?
Everyone who thought of Feng Linyi's identity suddenly felt as if electricity was flowing through their bodies.
All kinds of possibilities and thoughts are growing like weeds and can no longer be restrained.
"Is he an immortal?"
"How could he be an immortal?"
"No! Do immortals really exist?"
"But...if they don't exist, what kind of people can live for more than 10,000 years?"
"This is the memory of King Dao Shi. It can't be wrong! It can't be wrong!"
