MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 292 Talking about Eight Thousand Years Ancient and Today's World with the Ancient Demon Emperor

  Chapter 292 Talking about Eight Thousand Years of Ancient and Present Worlds with the Ancient Demon Emperor

  The sudden change caused all the dragons to change their expressions, and they were astonished. The true monarch in the dark golden fire-pattern robe was also shocked, saying: "Ancestor?!"

   "Is it really the ancestor?!"

   "Sure enough, sure enough!"

   "The ancestor Dragon Emperor, with supernatural powers, how could he fall?!"

  Many dragon demons were ecstatic.

The incomparably huge corpse of the Dragon Emperor was glowing, and the magnificence and tyranny that persisted even after a long time, and the incomparable tyrannical spirit gathered together, so the palm holding the wine jar was slowly pulled back, and then the sleeve robe swept across , a young man wearing a strong suit and a battle robe appeared on the height of the Dragon Emperor's corpse, with sharp and domineering eyebrows, and said lightly:

   "The clear spring in the deepest part of Huangquan can restore the soul and heal the wounds of the primordial spirit."

   "Good stuff, but not wine."

   "It is of no use to me."

   "It's only worth a drink."

He raised his neck and drank the so-called wine, which was nothing more than the water of the underworld, but his body, which was purely divine, did not change. The dragons flitted past them, all the dragons were ecstatic when they saw it, and wanted to pay their respects, but the man's eyes never stayed on them at all.

   It only landed on Qi Wuhuo, and when he saw the young Taoist, he said indifferently: "What a mansion."

"Oh it's you'."

  Fu raised his neck again, drank the yellow spring water, and said calmly: "Is it his disciple, or the junior?"

  The Dragon Emperor's voice was flat and domineering, he didn't seem to care, and his eyes didn't fall on Qi Wuhuo.

  The young Taoist replied gently: "The one you are talking about should be the poor brother."

   "Is it his younger brother?"

The Dragon Emperor was a little surprised, looking at this young Taoist, he suddenly laughed to himself, and said lightly: "I know your reason for coming, and I can guess your method, but you know, he and his junior brother, The weight here is different.”

"nature."

   "Ha, it's a bit decisive, let's leave it at that."

The Dragon Emperor held the wine jar in one hand, and simply sat down directly on top of his real body. He held the wine jar and pressed it on his knees, with his left hand stretched out flat to the front, and there was a hint of faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Smiling, sharp eyes, calm and broad bearing, solemn and calm, said: "Come, drink!"

   It was like thunder!

   In the void, steps emerged one after another.

  Ninety-nine is extremely high!

   Combined with the number of eighty-one.

Obviously, they want to invite Qi Wuhuo to come forward and have a drink together. The rest of the dragon clan are envious, and the Dragon King also laughed calmly and said: "As long as all the creatures here can come up, no matter who they are, I It can satisfy one of his wishes, you as a human race can do it, and the rest of the creatures can naturally do it too."

  Then the dragons turned into human forms, thanked them all, and walked up to the steps in ecstasy.

Just as soon as I stepped on it, I felt something was wrong. In an instant, one after another pictures appeared in front of my eyes. Some encountered a certain problem, as if they saw the Dragon King inviting themselves to play chess, and some saw the Dragon King playing chess with him. Playing the piano by myself, some of them heard the Dragon Emperor's inquiry.

  Or doubts, or tests, or questions.

  Or kowtow!

   How arrogant and domineering the Dragon Emperor is, a vulgar person has no right to sit in front of him!

Then I heard a long cry, and most of the dragons were taking a few steps forward, and they had stopped after a dozen steps. The method was to rush all the way, but in the end, after climbing more than 30 steps, the Dragon Emperor seemed to appear in front of his eyes, standing with his hands behind his back, asking Dao Xin.

   Then his complexion changed several times, and the sound of his footsteps became slower and slower.

   In the end, he couldn't even take a step, and stood there with a complicated and sad expression, completely overshadowed.

  These steps should have nothing to do with cultivation.

   It varies according to personal cultivation, but its difficulty is extremely difficult!

  Why were the ancestors so harsh?

  Who was really able to overcome these difficulties back then, and walked in front of the ancestor Dragon Emperor, sat opposite each other, and talked about Taoism on an equal footing? He was disappointed in his heart, but suddenly realized that there might be such a person, the only one, who was extremely proud, and even changed his surname from Ao to the only friend recognized by the proud Dragon King.

   It was the emperor of the human race eight thousand years ago.

Yes…

  The ancestors probably didn't think anyone else could walk these roads at all.

Eight thousand years ago, I had already met the extremely talented and brilliant Emperor Ren, and made him an enemy and a friend, and I should have no more regrets. For friends who can sit on an equal footing with me , it is enough to have one, the second is no longer needed.

  He looked gloomy, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the hem of the Taoist robe sweeping in front of him.

   Pupils suddenly contracted.

  ! !

  How is it possible, could it be that...

He raised his head and saw the young Taoist in Taoist robes walking forward step by step, his steps were calm, his speed was not fast, but he never stopped, never fast, never slow, step by step, neither fast nor slow , but it seems that there is no rent in front of him, it seems that his Taoist heart is clear, without the slightest ripple or doubt.

  Dragon Emperor originally only drank wine wantonly, overlooking what happened below, but saw the young Taoist coming.

   At first he was indifferent, and then slightly surprised.

Finally, when Qi Wuhuo walked to the front, his eyes were slightly startled, and he stopped his movements. In the end, all the dragons stopped at the limit that he could reach. At the highest level, first Qinqi calligraphy and painting, and then secular arts, to see the wonders of the world, to talk about mysteries, Taoism, and Buddhism.

   All broken one by one.

   One by one can be discussed.

And the Taoist heart is clear, there is absolutely no doubt, but when you reach the top, the young Taoist finally took the last step, standing on the highest step, and in front of you is the head of the Dragon Emperor's real body; Instead, the young Taoist didn't care anymore, he just stood at the highest point, calmly, looking into the eyes of the Dragon Emperor.

  The group of dragons was silent, while the Dragon Emperor was holding the wine, dazed and absent-minded.

  He was just joking, laughing, joking.

  He doesn't believe that there is anyone else in this world who has such talent, who else can have such a romantic attitude, and such a heart.

   Who else can walk in front of him and is qualified to sit opposite him.

Clouds are scattered above the sky, the young Taoist's sleeves are full of clouds, his eyes are calm, and in a daze, he seems to see the Taoist eight thousand years ago. Seeing his clean robes, he looks at himself with a smile , and in the next moment, it seemed as if he was about to step out of history and walk in front of himself.

   This last step definitely couldn't stop the young Taoist.

   But the latter did not move forward.

   Immediately, he rolled up his sleeves and sat down calmly.

   Just sit down on this last step, and don't go any further.

   Then he raised his hand to invite, and said, "Please."

  Your test, I can complete it, but I don't do it.

The Dragon Emperor was stunned, and then burst out laughing loudly, and said: "Hahaha, you are saying that you can do it, and you don't want to do this last step, right? You want me to go too!" Come here to find you for a drink? Sure enough, you are not him..."

   "You are more gentle than him."

   "You are also more than—"

   "More 'arrogant'!"

The Dragon King laughed for a long time, stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, then I'll come here and have a drink with you." Immediately after the Dragon King's death, the Dragon Clan saw the treasure that had remained here for eight thousand years. Shenhun took a step, stood on the steps, sat and drank with the boy.

The young Taoist drank a few cups with him, the Dragon Emperor looked at him, sighed, and said: "I have been silent since the final battle, and this last spirit has been sleeping here for a long time. Only the sweet spring near the heart of the underworld has such power, which makes my spirit condense for a short time, no, this can't even be called a spirit..."

   "This is just a photo of the last will gathered before the death of the year."

   "How long has it been since I waited to pass away?"

  The young man said: "It has been more than eight thousand years."

   "Eight thousand years..."

The Dragon Emperor was in a daze for a while, then smiled indifferently, and said, "Aha, eight thousand years is shorter than I imagined, and the trace of my remaining soul is like a deep dream. I can only know that a long time has passed, but the specific amount is still unclear, and after I died in battle with him, what happened?"

  The young Taoist took up the water from the Yellow Spring and drank it as wine, with a calm tone, he said:

"After you died, the Dragon Clan split into three veins, and the Monster Clan no longer had a Demon Emperor. Instead, they became tribes with the Great Sage of the Monster Clan as the core, and there were many killings among the tribes. , There have been many killings, and for eight thousand years, the melee has been endless, and there is almost no peace."

   "The same is true in the human world..."

  The young Taoist spoke in a gentle tone, and told the Dragon Emperor about these things.

   And below, the dragons are quiet, quiet and respectful, and so is the Yin God.

   They looked at the young Taoist.

  On this forbidden land, talk to the emperor of the monster clan about the eight thousand years of ancient and modern times.

The Dragon Emperor's eyes darkened slightly, he was silent for a long time, and then he still smiled indifferently, and said lightly: "This is what I could have expected when I died, you came here because you were besieged and killed by the demon clan, Is that right? It doesn't matter, even if this body of mine is just a remnant of will, I can't do anything extraordinary."

   "But it is not difficult to send you out of this place and save your life."

  The young Taoist said: "However, what the poor are asking for is not like this."

  The Dragon Emperor raised his eyes slightly: "Huh?"

He asked with a half-smile: "You are still being besieged and killed by a group of monsters. In order to kill you, they even go so far as to block this forbidden place and then tear it apart with formations. Such an aura , there is no doubt that you want your life, why, are you still planning to make a big fortune with a small one?"

  The young Taoist shook his head and replied:

   "It's not a small thing, but a deal, a cooperation, and an effort to delay the amount of disaster."

He finished drinking the water of the Yellow Spring in his hand, and then gently placed the cup in his hand on the steps made by the condensed pure Yuan Qi, and made a clear voice, calmly watching the will of the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul in front of him, with a gentle tone Said: "Being assassinated by the former capable confidant and Gou Chen together, watching the monster clan split up, and all the achievements of the year were in vain."

   "And the title of Demon Emperor has been taken by traitors, are you really willing?"

  The Dragon Emperor's expression froze slightly: "?!!"

  He looked at the young Taoist in front of him, with a hint of consternation on his face!

  Those who witnessed what happened back then have basically died.

  How did the Taoist in front of me know? !

   He was in that era, not yet born!

The young man in front of him said: "I was a little confused at first, but after talking with Emperor Dongyue, I gradually realized that it is actually normal for Gou Chen to attack. You are the master of the demon world, and senior brother is the master of the world." However, both of you are good friends, even friends of life and death, drinking together with the sky, so that the human world and the demon world will no longer be controlled by the gods of heaven and earth."

   "After this, [Lord of All Kinds], where should the Great Emperor Gouchen be?"

   "If he doesn't kill you, isn't his path cut off by you?"

"As for one of the core reasons that led to your downfall, I'm afraid it was your confidant and beloved general back then, and now the Demon Emperor. After you died, even this mountain range became a taboo. Now this Demon Emperor, Back then, you probably didn't agree with your idea of ​​joining hands with the human world to govern each other. He wanted the monster clan to dominate, so he took advantage of it..."

   "And Gouchen's way requires all kinds of people to fight each other, so the world is divided, and so are the monster races."

   "I suspect that its roots are all kinds and killing."

   "The sadhana is to be accomplished by this."

  The Dragon Emperor looked at the young Taoist in front of him who was born only eight thousand years after his death.

   Watching him tell these things as if he was there in person.

   There was a great turmoil in my heart.

  The attitude of the young Taoist in front of me, from the very beginning, he was joking, joking, and didn't care much; later, he felt that he was also a unparalleled romantic, and he could be a friend;

   Until now, my heart was shaking, and my face was moved.

  The Taoist in front of him seems to faintly surpass his friends in some aspects.

  If they are from the same sect, are they really from the same branch, with completely different styles, yet they are all such amazingly talented disciples who were born into the world and walked through the catastrophe?

  Tai Shang Yimai, Tai Shang Yimai...

  How profound!

  The Dragon Emperor of the Monster Race was emotionally agitated, but his eyes were calm. Finally, he looked at Qi Wuhuo as an equal instead of seeing him as his friend's junior.

"who are you?!"

  The young Taoist put down his cup, his eyebrows were peaceful, and he looked like he was indifferent to the world, and he replied:

   "A person who has blood and deep hatred with Gou Chen."

   "Jinzhou, Qi Wuhuo."

  PS:

  I have something to do today, and I spent too much time and energy, so I am a little late, so I apologize.

  (end of this chapter)