Section 165

It can be seen that the ancient times of this world were far better than now, but now, the spiritual energy of this world is thin, even the so-called big monsters are just like this, and the small monsters can be knocked down by a few glasses of wine, which can be called the end of the law.

Could this be the effect brought about by the Human Emperor "Yu" suppressing and sealing the immortal destiny with the destiny of humanity?

If the immortal gods are so powerful, how can the Human Emperor "Yu", who is said to be only a disciple of the immortal gods, defeat all the immortal gods in the sky?

It seems that the immortal gods accepted him as a disciple, but only used him as a pawn to help him unify the world, and also to fight with the demons. I am afraid that they will not pass on all the real immortal gods' means to him. Even if they pass them all to him, he does not have the ability to kill so many immortal gods.

Just when he was curious, Yuan Buwei's consciousness explored the heart of the immortal's remains, and there was a faint drop of golden blood floating up and down. He raised his hand and the blood flew out immediately.

The golden blood shone brightly in the air, and a phantom appeared faintly, exactly the same as the man on the ground.

His face was pale and extremely weak, like a set image. He did not look at the surrounding environment, nor did he look at Yuan Buwei, but just said hurriedly:

"Ahem... Be careful of the demons from outside the sky... Yu has turned against us... The means he hides the demons from outside the sky... Weird and terrible... Disrupt my immortal path... Kill him! Kill him!"

After the last word fell, the figure seemed to want to say something. The golden light around him had dimmed, and the drop of blood had exhausted all its power and became extremely loose.

Yuan Buwei, the great detective, frowned and began to speculate: "It seems that this seems to be a reminder to other immortals? Then this person did not die during the war, but when the emperor had not yet turned against the immortals..."

Can it be speculated like this? When this person died, the human and immortal paths were still cooperating happily, and perhaps they had just solved the demons together. The Emperor was about to stab him in the back, but was discovered by this person, who killed him first. Or, it was not this person who discovered the Emperor's plan first, but the Emperor chose to secretly solve this cave first, and then attacked the entire immortal way.

Because of this, this person sealed the cave before his death, and left a video to expose the Emperor's evil intentions and mysterious means. Perhaps he thought that a good immortal would enter his cave and see his reminder?

This speculation is reasonable, and Yuan Buwei nodded secretly, thinking that he can be a famous detective.

"... The devil outside the sky... The mysterious Emperor... I am getting more and more curious."

According to the records, the ancient human race was absolutely weak. After seeing this heavenly palace, Yuan Buwei knew the power of the immortals. Even if the Emperor "Yu" unexpectedly stabbed him in the back, he would not succeed in 99% of the cases, but he succeeded. How can it not make people curious?

"999, do you know anything?"

[Sorry, host. I can only glimpse a small part of the fate trajectory when I just enter the world, taking advantage of the fact that the Heavenly Dao is not prepared, or like the previous few times, when the host has strongly interfered with the fate trajectory, I can see the hidden part... But this system sees the original trajectory before the host has arrived. In fact, since the host came to this world, there have been more variables, and the fate trajectory has gone in an unpredictable direction. 】

"Well, that makes sense." Yuan Buwei nodded first, then locked the small light ball in the small black room, "Then what's the use of you."

Just like a scumbag who turned his face and didn't recognize people, he kicked the system 999 away and disconnected it. Yuan Buwei sighed.

"It seems that I can only rely on myself."

He stretched out his finger towards the loose blood point.

Suddenly, the surroundings were floating, and all kinds of real and illusory scenes began to change, and the river of time seemed to be flowing backwards.

The cracks on the sky slowly closed, the lush and dense weeds on the ground gradually shrank, the Milky Way flowed, the dim stars returned to their brilliance, and the ruins in front of me seemed to be picked up one by one by invisible hands and reassembled into a magnificent palace.

Then, the Heavenly Palace slowly rose into the sky along the trajectory of its fall, the Milky Way surrounded it like a jade belt, and the stars were reflected on it.

The surrounding scene was still changing.

There were gradually more carriages and horses on the ground, flying swords passed by in the sky, and phoenixes and dragons flew from afar. The originally empty world was filled with one after another of illusory human figures, waiters, disciples, and guests coming and going. One after another, human figures filled the Heavenly Palace. They laughed loudly, they communicated happily, and they were extremely lively.

It was as if time had gone back, and everyone appeared alive in front of them, and they were not originally shuttled among them, and their moods were calm.

Chapter 141 Tanhua 26

Illusions flowed, and light and shadows intertwined. It was not that the drop of blood was the basis for the evolution of thousands of scenes.

From the birds in the distant sky to the glorious Heavenly Palace nearby, to the disciples and servants in the Heavenly Palace, and the immortals and gods coming and going, all of these were captured from the scenes in the memory of the blood owner, and were scenes that the other party had experienced.

And some of these scenes were blurry, and some were clear, depending on the depth of the memory of the dead immortal.

The Heavenly Palace was majestic and vast, like a series of mountains hanging in the sky. There were markets, cold ponds, book pavilions, and squares. People came and went in the markets, some people were meditating in the cold pond, and the books with blurred contents in the book pavilions moved without wind. On the square, there were disciples fighting swords and performing magic, and some people were talking and laughing loudly, riding cranes... Even though many details were blurred and most people's facial features were hazy, it was still very lively.

Instead of walking forward casually, I walked along the clear depths of the palace. I felt that the surrounding scenes became more and more real and delicate, and the faces of the people passing by became clearly visible from blurry faces.

Then, he heard a magnificent voice chanting slowly, and the voice seemed to contain all kinds of Taoist rhyme:

"The tangible is born from the intangible, so the heaven and the earth are peaceful? Therefore, it is said: There is Taiyi, there is Taichu, there is Taishi, and there is Taisu. In those who are too easy, there is no Qi: Yin and Yang have not changed, and they are too empty and deserted. Lightless, imageless, formless and nameless..."①

I didn't stop to look around, but I saw nearly twenty people sitting in an extremely simple palace. It seemed that an immortal god was teaching his disciples.

On the top futon is a young man wearing a crane cloak, floating out of the dust. He was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a Taoist book in his hand, dressed as a Taoist. His dark eyes contained divine light, his skin was like jade, and there were some mysterious divine lines on his forehead. He was clearly not ordinary, he was a born immortal. god.

When I saw this person's appearance, I was suddenly enlightened.

This is clearly the remains of the immortal that I saw before. Now all these pictures are derived from the memory of the other party. Could it be that he is the master of the cave here?

I didn't want to look at other people, but I saw a group of men and women sitting scatteredly on more than a dozen futons at the bottom. Judging from their appearance, there were young people and elderly people, all of whom were attentive and careful. Listen to the teachings.

And these "people", just looking at their appearance, are more or less miraculous, different from the human race, and there are a few "people" who clearly have demonic characteristics.

The only one who looks like a mortal is the young man sitting in the corner. He is wearing the most ordinary coarse linen clothes. Although it is extremely finely woven, it still cannot hide the ordinary and simple material. His appearance is extremely outstanding. , even three points more beautiful than women. While the others were listening to the immortal sermons with intoxicated expressions, his face was a bit confused and he was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

Soon, the surrounding scene changed, everything disappeared like clouds and smoke, and it was like a movie fast forwarding. The immortal god left after preaching, and the disciples in the temple each gained something, and they exchanged their Taoist experiences with each other and explored the unsolved areas.

The young man who fell in the corner also held up Taoist books and asked others for advice one by one. Despite his sincere attitude, others were gradually becoming impatient, and some proud-looking young men and girls showed disdain.

"Yu, you ask why you are doing so much, but it is all in vain. Do you still want to practice immortal magic and see forever?"

"Exactly. We, who have natural spirituality and extraordinary abilities, are lucky enough to enter the Miaozhen Cave, become the direct descendants of our masters, and practice the method of immortality. Your human race is naturally weak and has low qualifications. If it were not for the great calamity, Struggle, how can you, a mere son of a human prince, be of the same rank as me?"

"...There are many princes in the human race, and there are only two fingers of candidates like you in the rest of the cave. If you have this opportunity, you should work hard to stand out and become the only candidate. Not only will it bring glory to the master, but also if you are in the future, If you can win the catastrophe, you will also have the opportunity to become a human emperor. Even if you cannot enjoy immortality, you can still enjoy the wealth and honor of the world."

"That's the truth. Don't be obsessed with the mysteries of Taoism all day long, and eventually put the cart before the horse and be completely eliminated."

Amidst the "admonitions" of all the senior brothers and sisters, the young man in coarse linen clothes turned red and seemed ashamed, but he held the Taoist book in his hand tighter, lowered his head and whispered: " I have failed my brothers and sisters, but the Taoism of the Immortal Family is endless and I am really yearning for it.”

Others sighed, also showing admiration and yearning, and some people said bluntly:

"To be honest, with your talent as rotten as wood, the path to immortality is far away, so don't have any delusions."

After saying a few words like this, seeing the young man standing straight on the spot with his head always lowered, as if he had been hit hard and his soul was wandering, the others gradually dispersed.

"...Yu? The later Human Emperor Yu?"

The surrounding scene seemed to be blurry again, but Yuan Buwei circled half a circle around the young man and let out a light tut.

...Miaozhendongtian? It is tentatively determined that the Lord of the Cave Heaven just now is called Taoist Miaozhen, and Human Emperor Yu seems to be his disciple, so is this a cliché story of a disciple murdering his master?

Just looking at the scene in front of me, I almost thought that I was looking at the deepest memory in Emperor Yu's heart.

But since that drop of blood belonged to Taoist Miaozhen, and these scenes evolved based on Taoist Miaozhen's memory, it means that everything that just happened was silently seen by this immortal and stored in his memory.

The consciousness of the immortal gods covers the heavenly palace, and it is not surprising to see everything, but these small things do not seem to be enough to impress an immortal god so deeply. All we can say is that this is probably daily life here, happening every day.

Some scenes gradually formed in Yuan Buwei's mind.

Immortals and demons use the entire human world as a chessboard to fight for their qi, so the master trained by both sides is shogi. As one of the more than ten candidates selected, the young Yu entered the sect of Taoist Miaozhen, but he was definitely out of tune with the other disciples and his talent was not outstanding, so he had to work hard all day long and practice hard...

Just as I was thinking about this, I didn't expect to catch a glimpse of Yu with his head lowered all the time, as if he was in extreme despair. Suddenly his heart moved, and he raised his hand and brushed it. The young man's lowered head seemed to be struck by a force. Lift up and show your face.

The expression on his face was blurry and couldn't be distinguished!

interesting! This memory is from the perspective of Taoist Miaozhen. Everything before was so real and delicate, but Yu's expression at that time could not be seen clearly. This shows that Taoist Miaozhen did not notice these details, or subconsciously ignored them.

Yuan Buwei stretched out his palm and slowly brushed it across the blurry face, as if to wipe away the dust on the mirror and restore its original appearance.

Gradually, the details that had been ignored by Taoist Miaozhen emerged subconsciously, and facial features gradually appeared on the blurry face, and it gained energy.

This is an extremely silent and calm face, with tight facial lines and pursed lips, as calm and expressionless as a stone. Only a pair of pupils glowed with light, like an inexhaustible embers of fire, burning quietly.

Not only did he not feel ashamed of himself after suffering a huge blow, but he was filled with extreme perseverance, determination, and stubbornness.

Even if there is no expression on the face, these eyes have revealed all the emotions.

It was unexpected that a sense of familiarity arose in the trance.

"...It seems like an old friend is here." He sighed suddenly, and then