MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 209 Yunqin Wuhuo

  Chapter 209 Yunqin without confusion

The common people are forced into the unparalleled despair, and in this despair, they watch people fight each other, betray, kill, cannibalize each other, kill each other, just want to live, and then use this most extreme and cruel emotion. Among them, waiting to give birth to the most brilliant and magnificent spirit of bravery, protecting the way with the body, and saving life with death.

   Immediately devoured this brave and magnificent, armored and sanctified.

  The young Taoist is a direct descendant of the Supreme Master, and he understood this way almost instantly.

  It is similar to the principle of the humane luck part.

Using the despair of the common people as a weapon, using the magnificence and bravery of the common people as an armor, and then holding on to despair and wearing bravery, let the primordial spirit who has reached the limit take another step and forcibly raise his own foundation, which is equivalent to devouring The blazing light of the primordial spirit burst out by countless people in despair, in order to break through.

  Heart, then the nature, the primordial spirit.

   is used to break through advanced rituals.

  He was quiet for a long time without speaking, and he didn't want to think about anything in his mind.

  Rather than anger, I don’t know why, what rose up in the young man’s heart was actually absurd and unreal. How could it be so absurd? The absurdity was so ridiculous that the young man almost laughed, he stood up, broke a branch, moved his wrist slightly, pierced the ground with ease, and then wrote slowly.

  Human Emperor.

   Great Sage.

   Great Emperor.

  The three titles are all magnificent.

  Human Sovereign, he wants power and position, he wants to sit on the supreme position in the world, even if the emperor comes, he has no choice but to command the common people, and then let the compatriots kneel at his feet and prostrate themselves, offering their own flesh and blood.

  The great sage, with the help of the magnificence and heroism born in the extreme tragedy of the common people, set foot on a higher level and wear armor to become a saint.

  The great emperor wants to make the world turbid, and then he will break the evil and break the barriers, go one step further, and achieve Taiyi.

  All are people with distant goals and firm hearts.

   But what about us?

The young man looked at these three names quietly. These three names are as magnificent as heaven and earth. The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of ordinary people are worthless under their shadows. Slaughter, once in ancient times, the agreement concluded with the heavens in order to protect the weak, has now become the premise of massacre.

   What are we...

  Aren't we human? Don't we feel pain?

   Don't we have flesh and blood?

The young man stood there quietly, and then sat down towards the back, leaning against the plum tree, with his eyes downcast. When the wind blows, the whole town is quiet, and he can hear the sound of a dog raised by some family. It was shouting, and then a series of barking came out, some people shouted and cursed, and dogs whimpered.

  For a sixteen-year-old boy, his mind is still calm.

  But for some reason, I couldn't close my eyes and rest.

  Although I was calm, there seemed to be an unspeakable emotion surging in my heart, which was very uncomfortable.

   What did we do wrong?

   The boy thought.

  We live very hard, live very hard, we don't harm anyone.

  Why do we have to suffer these things?

The young Taoist just looked at the three names, unknowingly, the night had passed, there were countless thoughts in his mind, the night dew wet the young man's sleeves, the sun rose again in the sky, and the morning light was warm, gradually awakening the whole body. In the town, the young Taoist's eyes were quiet, and the tips of his hair were wet. He let out a breath, stood up, and lifted the branch in his hand.

   Sweep violently.

  The name of the great emperor was swept across in an instant.

   Then he looked at the two names of the Great Sage, the Human Emperor, and the branch in the hands of the young Taoist quietly but firmly.

  Then threw the branch to one side, walked over the two names, stepped on the two names with the soles of plain shoes, stepped on them, and then erased them casually, with still peace of mind.

In the distant future, in the legend that is no longer known to everyone, everyone is amazed at the killing and firmness of the demon. They don't know how this general, who was born in the acquired human race, would be so aggressive. What kind of encounter with the cold and determined murderous intent will turn a sheep into a ferocious beast that bites the world with its minions.

  They didn't know that the killing **** who wore an iron-like cyan mask and had cold and calm eyes, commanded the north, swept the world with his sword, and frightened the six realms, at the beginning.

  It’s just a child who lost everything and sat alone in the yard in a daze.

The young boy patted his cheeks, took a wooden bucket and poured cold well water, and then washed his face. The coldness stimulated his cheeks and nerves, making him sober all of a sudden, and the ripples in the basin slowed down. Slowly calmed down, Qi Wuhu's face was reflected, and the brows still looked like a boy.

  He was nine years old when he fled.

   Now he is only sixteen years old.

   "Huh!"

The young Taoist closed his eyes, threw away all the complicated things in his heart, exhaled, and then washed vegetables and cooked as usual, and then flipped through some files. There, I borrowed a lot of books, and I still need to improve my knowledge at this moment. The little peacock didn't wake up slowly until the rice was cooked.

   It's just that the little peacock seems to eat very little today.

  The young Taoist was surprised and curious, and asked, "What's the matter, did you eat so little today?"

   "Are you in a bad mood? Wonton?"

  The little peacock Qi Yuntun blinked suspiciously, then said with great curiosity, "I don't know why..."

  The young Taoist and Qi Yuntun were stunned.

  The little peacock touched his throat subconsciously.

   This time it was not a spiritual voice transmission, but it was spoken directly. Although the voice was immature, it was not that kind of messy shouting.

"ah?!"

   "Azie Aziz!"

   "I can talk, I can talk too!"

   "I can talk!!"

After being surprised at the beginning, the little peacock immediately became happy, fluttered its wings, and flew back and forth in the air. The feathers sprinkled bursts of fiery golden light, and then landed on Qi Wuhuo's shoulder, rubbing against the young man vigorously. People's cheeks, happy feathers are shaking, and then flying around, I can't wait to announce this great news to the whole world!

   But still no appetite.

"I do not know why either."

   "Looks like... sleep time?"

The little peacock was puzzled: "When I fell asleep, I seemed to be eating all the time, and now I'm very full, not hungry at all!" It patted its belly, but it didn't bulge up at all. , but the little peacock was not only full, but also very sleepy. After playing with the young Taoist for a while, he went to sleep again.

  Xiao Yaoling didn't wake up at all, and fell asleep soundly on the young Taoist's pillow.

   It's rare to trust here.

The young Taoist watched them quietly circulate their [Qi]. They are **** for tat, but they can't make them converge. You run yours, and I run mine.

   All have the characteristics of being extremely long and extremely resilient.

  The young Taoist felt that the first ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, qi, was the movement of pure qi.

  The spirit of the earth is still subtly improving the physical fitness of the young Taoist, and the feeling is very clear.

  The root injury gradually began to recover during the operation of these two strands of qi.

  The next step is to go to Jinzhou.

   Go figure it all out.

   There is also a magic weapon borrowed by the old dragon king Ao Liu, and returned to his niece.

Jinzhou is imperative for young Taoists, but before that, they have to practice alchemy and teach the law, and explain everything about Helian Mountain clearly. Moreover, the lady of Yuanying Yuanjun seems to have to see if she can understand it. How much, one's qi has been taught, if you don't work hard, it won't work.

  The young Taoist closed his eyes slightly, his mood returned to slow, and the two strands of qi circulated slowly in his body.

  The young man is at peace, but that emotion still seems to be in his heart.

  …………

  The hilt of the sword is released.

  The sword fell from his hand.

Falling to the ground, there was a whistling sound, and then drops of golden blood dripped onto the edge of the sword, accompanied by a slight panting sound, the meritorious officer on duty couldn't bear it, and looked at the girl's arm in the Beidi Palace. Being pierced, the severe pain is scary even thinking about it.

  The change of time velocity here is slower than outside.

  The year-old meritorious service officer sighed.

  The on-duty military officer next to him looked complicated, and said, "Which number is it?"

"The eighth."

"The eighth…"

The duty officer watched Yunqin pull out the sword from a fallen Xingjun afterimage. There was a sword wound on the cheek, and there were more injuries on the body. The stars reflected the former Xingjun. In the name of the Northern Emperor, with the help of the power of the stars, it reproduces the strength of each generation of star kings at different stages, and it is also the power of the lord of the stars.

  They watched the girl be defeated again and again, she was hurt, and she hugged her knees and wiped tears over there.

   Bei Di just watched her calmly.

   And she would always pick up the sword again, over and over again.

The control over the dharma became more and more severe. From being no match at the beginning, to finally being able to barely fight against the afterimage of Xingjun at the same level, it can be regarded as bruised and bruised. After the afterimage of the last Xingjun dissipated, the girl gasped Furious, the Seven Star Sword in her hand could not be held, and fell to the ground. Yunqin sat on the ground, her eyes were slightly dilated, and there was no divine light in her eyes.

   Finally, take a long breath.

He fell backwards, sprawled, his hair was soaked in sweat, two strands stuck to his face, his eyes were closed, he was gasping for breath, his clothes had already been changed into the clothes he wore when he was practicing, and his cuffs were pulled up. Get up, revealing the white arms.

  Bei Di's tone was indifferent and cold: "The swordsmanship is ordinary and the footwork is ordinary, with some cleverness, but that's it."

   "Relying on repeated failures, I figured out the magical powers of these star kings."

   "Then I developed a method of reverse cracking myself."

   "Although it's just the afterimages of these Xingjun, not as fierce as me, but it's not bad."

The girl supported the dark ground in Beidi Palace with both hands, she pushed hard, sat up, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, holding her ankles with both hands, shaking her body slightly, with wounds and abrasions on her face There are traces, and there are black marks when avoiding moves, but with a bright and bright smile, he stretched out his hand and said, "Then, I won?!"

"Give me!"

Many star officials were shocked, even talking to Bei Di like this, but Bei Di did not get angry, but said indifferently: "You won, in fact, apart from the "Ziwei Emperor Qi Jing", you can choose something higher, For example, the sword in your hand, or for example, the title of [Northern Emperor's Son] of this generation will be achieved in the future, at least it was Yuan Jun who started."

  Yunqin thought for a while, and asked seriously: "Are you going to play tricks?"

  Master on duty: "..."

   Cardiac Arrest!

  The girl shook her head and said, "I came here just to ask for the "Ziwei Emperor Qi Manual."

   "It's right to come here and get something."

   "What else is good for me?"

The four-valued meritorious Cao seems to have heard Beidi, who has always suppressed the six worlds with a cold, indifferent attitude of boundless killing, smiled slightly, and it seems to be just their illusion, and then they saw the volume of "Ziwei Emperor Qi Jing" transformed As a streamer, it fell into the girl's hands, and the girl didn't seem to feel tired at all.

  Embracing the exercise, stood up, saluted Beidi, and then happily said goodbye to them, and left briskly.

   No, not briskly.

  Because the wounds on the body will be healed, but the severe pain of the soul will remain for a while.

But the high ponytail that was **** during the battle flicked slightly, and there were marks on the face after the battle. It looked messy, and the eyes were bright as if there would be no haze. He left all the way, went to Pixiang Temple, and looked for Sister Yunu Borrowing the spring water from the sky to bathe, the fatal injury will disappear, but the sword scar on the arm still remains, and the pain of Yuanshen is still there.

  After taking a bath, I washed off the wounds and abrasions on my body, and changed all the dusty clothes with sword marks and cuts.

   Changed into a green dress and white clothes, with a white satin around the waist, and black hair hanging down, so as not to be seen in the slightest.

  She doesn't want guilt from her friends!

So she still looked like a carefree celestial girl, her steps were brisk, and she found a quiet place by stepping on her taupe-colored thin-soled shoes. She used a mirror to contact the young Taoist priest, and the stream of light from the Northern Emperor Mirror flowed, and the young Taoist priest raised his eyes. , seeing the girl as usual, with a smile, calling him like this:

   "No confusion, no confusion!"

  (end of this chapter)