Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 47
"I don't know what your Excellency is doing this time, but there is something Xiao Wang can do for you."

Being able to appear in the hall without disturbing all the masters on the field, and at the same time restraining the fire dragon's rolling momentum by unknown means, the Taoist is obviously not easy to get along with.

Before he figured out the opponent's purpose, Zhao Huanjuan would not just look for trouble and take the initiative to provoke such a great god.

"Pindao's appearance this time is indeed related to His Highness."

The Taoist climbed up and down the stairs, Qing Huang's face did not show the slightest wave.

"The new monarch is enthroned, and Vientiane is renewed. There are some things that His Highness should know."

"However, there are some words that cannot be heard by others. If you offend, please forgive me, Your Highness."

During the words, Xuan Yangzi had come to King Fu, and his sleeves brushed lightly.

Zhao Huan only vaguely felt a gust of breeze, and then turned around, the generals beside him were still glaring, as if they were sharing their worries.

It's just that this freshness is like the lifelikeness of wood carvings and clay sculptures, without any vitality.

"General Qiu? General Cai?"

Zhao Huan couldn't help probing, but he still couldn't get a response from the two of them, so he called out the names of several people in disbelief, all of them were the same.

King Fu shuddered and took a few steps back, subconsciously wanting to stay away from the Taoist.

Even though he was standing among the crowd, he felt so strange, as if only himself and Xuanyang were left in the huge palace.

"Your Highness, don't be alarmed. Pindao just performed a little fixation technique, so that the generals can't hear the next conversation. Knowing more about some things may not be a good thing."

Seeing the fear in Zhao Huan's eyes, Xuan Yangzi stroked his beard and pondered for a while, then casually pointed to a general.

"temple……"

The man recovered, only had time to let out a cry of surprise, and was fixed in place by Xuan Yangzi again.

"So, Your Highness is trustworthy?"

Now that the person is Daozu and I am fish, Zhao Huan can only nod in agreement, as if he is obeying orders.

Extinguishing the flames with breath, fixing the human form and spirit, has long been out of the scope of martial arts, and the opponent's move is really a deterrent.

Seeing that Emperor Shuo, who was about to ascend the throne, was so knowledgeable, the old Taoist shook his Taoist robe in satisfaction, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned.

"Oh? Here's another fish that slipped through the net."

Xuan Yangzi looked up suddenly, and for the first time, a strange look appeared on his face.

Zhao Huan followed the Taoist's gaze.

But I didn't find anything unusual. Could it be that this old man has misjudged it?

But Xuanyangzi looked determined, and finally a tall and tall figure took a step forward and bowed respectfully to the Taoist.

"Chen Qingzhi from Yanzhou, I have seen this fairy elder."

Sword-browed and star-eyed, neither humble nor overbearing, this person is exactly Chen Qingzhi who has practiced the Changchun Immortality Art, and his appearance has become more and more dusty.

When Xuan Yangzi raised his arm just now, Chen Qingzhi already had a premonition.

However, before he could take precautions, with the breeze blowing, a sense of heaviness from his body to his soul emerged spontaneously, and time and space seemed to separate from him at that moment.

Just when Chen Qingzhi's consciousness was completely plunged into darkness, a warm feeling suddenly rose from his chest, which flowed warmly through his limbs and bones, freeing him from the stagnation.

"It's a bit interesting to be able to break free from Pindao's immobilization technique with a mortal body that hasn't been found out yet."

Xuan Yangzi glanced at Chen Qingzhi up and down, clicked his tongue in amazement, his eyes passed the position of the warm current in his chest, and he seemed to understand something immediately.

"I see."

After finishing speaking, he saw the old Taoist pointing his hand, Chen Qingzhi felt a movement in his arms, and a talisman with old ink suddenly jumped out and fell into Xuanyangzi's hands.

"The gang of bald donkeys are really everywhere. You can also see them in a bad land like Nanban where the source energy is thin. That's all, as long as you don't offend the old Taoist, let him live or die."

Xuanyangzi laughed, and snapped the yellow seal back into Chen Qingzhi's hand.

"It seems that this is your chance, little guy, but the poor are not blessed to enjoy it. Remember to keep it close to your body and keep it safe. It might save your life someday."

Chen Qingzhi couldn't help but look down at the talisman. The strokes on the rough yellow mounted paper were simple, as unfamiliar as a child's running script, and there was no magic at all, as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with it.

But the monk Xuanyangzi said that this thing is extraordinary, Chen Qingzhi dared not slack off, and quickly hid the yellow seal next to his body, and then looked up at the Taoist again.

Fu Wang beside him had fiery eyes, calmed down from the panic at the beginning, and regained the ability to think. He has vaguely realized that this world is not just as simple as warriors.

Raising the sleeves to freeze the body and extinguishing the flames, this is clearly the means of immortals.

Now that a fairy is in front of him, it seems that he is still old with his ancestors, how can he not be excited.

Immediately concentrate, for fear of missing a word.

"The ancestor of your family, Zhao Lu, was originally a beggar in Luojun, but by chance, he got an inheritance token in the sect, and was made an exception by the head of the sect, and was admitted into the sect, with the Taoist name Sanlu."

"Master Uncle San Lu's qualifications are mediocre, knowing that he has no destiny for the Dao, he simply brought his cultivation down the mountain and established the Shuo Kingdom."

"Pindao also received the favor of his uncle when he was young, and the exercises he practiced required the orthodox dragon spirit, so he accepted the request of Master Sanlu, and exchanged the blessing of the state for four hundred years for the practice of dragon spirit. Now three hundred years have passed. Zero and nine years."

"On weekdays, most of the poor Taoists are in a Taoist temple in the north of the imperial city. If it is not a major event of the death of the family and the country, I hope His Highness will not disturb the practice of people outside the square."

After briefly explaining the reason for his appearance, Xuan Yangzi's last sentence implied a warning.

"Dare to ask the fairy chief, but there is still a lack of money for cultivation. As long as it is owned by Shuo State, Xiao Wang will find it for the fairy chief even if he is from all over the world."

Xuan Yangzi's words surprised Zhao Huan for a while, not only was he surprised that there were monks sitting in the imperial city all the time, but he was even more surprised that the troubled Taizu Emperor was also born as a monk, and had an old relationship with such a fairy elder.

It's a pity that there are more transactions in this friendship.

After understanding the cause and effect, Zhao Huan quickly lowered his posture.

If it is said that before Yizhuxiang, his wish was only to be enthroned and proclaim himself emperor, but now that his goal has been achieved, and he has seen the methods of immortals with his own eyes, he can only be an ordinary emperor for decades, which is no longer enough for him.

She has sheltered Shuo Kingdom for four hundred years, Guozuo, four hundred years, this fairy elder is clearly an old antique from the same era as the founding emperor.

What is a mere throne compared to an immortal who rests with the country?
If you want to take something, you must first give it. Knowing this truth well, as long as Xuanyangzi asks for it, Zhao Huan is not afraid that he will not be able to draw in the relationship between the two parties.

When the relationship gets closer, I still worry about not being able to get the means of longevity from Xuan Yangzi?
Zhao Huan's abacus was very loud.

However, Xuan Yangzi just gave him a meaningful look, and it took him a long time to say a word.

"That kid Zhao Chen also told Pindao that."

Inside and outside the words, the meaning of refusal could not be more obvious.

　The changes have been completed and can be eaten with confidence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)