King Xin couldn't help but be startled when he heard what the fox girl said.
yes.
Without the status of this prince, I am not even qualified to seek immortality. How can I invite Xinglou to have a banquet?
"My lord, if you want to live forever, there has been only one way since ancient times, and that is to become a god through incense."
At this time, a middle-aged Taoist with disheveled hair stroked his beard and said: "The ghosts and ghosts in the world are all following this path. Even if this fox girl has hundreds of years of practice, her mortal body will eventually turn into loess.
Only by building temples and enjoying incense offerings can the world last forever."
"The Taoist Master also said that?" King Xin came back to his senses and was a little surprised: "Can't you live forever if you practice Taoism?"
The Taoist laughed and said: "Why do we practitioners travel around the world to help others do good deeds? It is called accumulating merit, but it is actually gathering the incense of thousands of families. Only when we do more merit can we have magic power in our bodies. Everyone adopts the earthly temperament to practice it.
If you follow some sects, you can live one to two hundred years, but you cannot live forever. I saw my master sitting in a Taoist temple with my own eyes, and he lived to be 271 years old."
King Xin shook his head and said: "I am not willing to give up my body to make clay statues and wood carvings, and if I offer incense today, I will not have it tomorrow. If it declines one day, my soul will still be gone."
"The prince has a noble status. It is easier to become a god through incense. What's more, the prince is separated from the country. Even if a hero breaks the mountain and cuts down the temple, he can't cut down the prince." The Taoist said.
King Xin laughed at himself: "I am the emperor and the courtiers. A hundred years later, who in the whole court will still recognize me as King Xin? How many princes, generals and ministers have been banned by the court? Some temples are not even fifty years old.
He was pushed down, because there is only so much incense in the world, and there is always someone waiting behind."
"To put it harshly, it's a fluke that I can be a god for sixty years after my death."
Everyone was silent.
This is not true.
Although incense can make you immortal, the question is, who can worship you for thousands of years? The court has to change, not to mention the gods in the temple.
Just like the city god in Shinshu City.
He was not the City God a hundred years ago. By the same token, who will the City God be a hundred years from now?
I saw everyone was silent.
King Xin stood up with his wine glass in hand. He looked out the window. Today's night scene was just right. The sky was full of stars, and the bright moon hung high, bright and clear.
But he felt depressed and could only sigh and chant loudly: "Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward."
"A good word, just this one sentence, is enough to be famous throughout the ages. I believe that if the king has such literary talents, he can write a book and write a biography, and it will last forever. There is no need to compete with the court for incense." Suddenly, a scholar's eyes lit up and he touched his palms in praise.
King Xin shook his head and smiled, just about to say something.
But at this moment, an unexpected voice suddenly appeared. This voice was like thunder, with unpredictable power. Just the sound of it could shake the mind.
"Who taught you this word?"
The next moment.
But I saw a red cloud steaming up, and there was a Taoist priest who was about the same age as King Xin, standing on the cloud, with a pair of eyes shining brightly, and the aura of dragon and tiger around him, and his aura was extremely horrifying.
Being stared at by this gaze, King Xin's hair stood on end, with a look of fear on his face. He immediately took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground if not for the support of his followers.
Suddenly something happened, and all the guests stood up one after another.
"There are assassins." A servant of the palace exclaimed.
At this call, all the spiritual birds in the hall were flying around, and foxes and beasts were flying around. Then all the soldiers from outside the Star Tower were invited to come out and quickly rushed upstairs.
immediately.
The knight carrying the sword suddenly jumped out and took the lead to protect King Xin. His face was full of vigilance and solemnity. Although he wanted to draw his sword, an instinct told him that the Taoist standing on the auspicious clouds in front of him was more powerful than a tiger.
What's even more terrifying is that if you are not careful, you will die without a burial place.
For some reason, a trace of cold sweat was already dripping from his forehead.
"My hand holding the sword is actually shaking." The ranger looked at his unruly hand with shock and fear.
The body itself is so scared that it refuses to obey its orders.
This is something that has never happened before. Even when facing the most ferocious monsters, he can still remain calm and draw his sword to fight. But today, it was uncharacteristically.
In fact, it's not just this ranger, everyone feels this way.
This kind of gap in life levels cannot be explained clearly in a few words. If Li Yi transforms a few more times, just to stand there, everyone will crawl to the ground when the breath leaks, and they will not even have the strength to stand up.
, this is the same as when a tiger comes down the mountain and any passing dog smells it and runs away with its tail between its legs.
But just because they smelled this dangerous atmosphere, the capable guests immediately wanted to take action.
"Wait, wait, he's not an assassin, he's an expert." When the white ape saw Li Yi, he was first surprised, and then shouted loudly.
The white ape didn't want the two sides to fight. It knew the skill of this expert. If there was a chaos, who knows how many people would die.
Everyone's expressions changed slightly after hearing this, but their vigilance remained unabated.
Li Yi stepped on the red auspicious clouds and walked in from mid-air step by step. His eyes were still fixed on the so-called King Xin, and he said again: "That sentence cannot be made by you. Who are you?"
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Although he has not read many books and has limited education, when he was a child, his parents would help him memorize texts and do homework.
The sentence that King Xin read just now: How much sorrow can you have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward, is not a poem from this world at all, but a poem from the ancient earth.
There are only two possibilities for the appearance of this poem.
Or, there are cross-border people who have come to this world and left some traces.
Or, this King Xin is a boundary-crosser.
But Li Yi feels that the possibility of the latter is very small, because although King Xin is afraid of the dragon's energy, his body does not have any traces of evolution. If he is a cross-border person, he must have started practicing long ago, and he has great strength.
He is definitely not weak, how can he still be an ordinary person.
"Who are you? It seems that I did not invite the Taoist Priest to the Xinglou this time."
King Xin calmed down at this moment. The dragon energy in his body was roaring and roaring, protecting his mind and preventing him from being unable to stand firm in front of Li Yi.
Li Yi still stepped on the auspicious clouds and walked step by step: "Pindao Taiyi is a Taoist. I don't want to embarrass you today, as long as you tell me who wrote this sentence."
At this time, another Taoist with disheveled hair opened his eyes wide and said in shock: "Are you Bai Tian, ​​the demon Taoist who destroyed the prefect's Yamen? How brave, you still dare to stay in Xinzhou City, you are really lawless
, don’t you know that the imperial court has issued an order from the Underworld to send gods from all over the world to arrest you?”
Is the demonic path too easy?
When everyone heard this, their eyes moved slightly.
They did know about a big event that happened today. They heard that a group of people broke into the prefect's Yamen and almost killed the prefect Chen Nian.
They had discussed before that which Taoist priest had the courage to go against the imperial court. They never thought that the Taoist priest would actually show up at the palace tonight, and
Before they looked at the dragon and tiger on Li Yi, they were shocked and confused.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
The rumors are true.
Taiyi Taoist indeed has the aura of dragon and tiger in his body, and has the aura of an emperor. Compared with the aura of dragon and tiger in King Xin's body, it is nothing compared to it. He just showed up and was suppressed by the aura of dragon and tiger.
When I go back, I can't do anything evil at all.
"Monster?" Li Yi glanced at him: "You are also a Taoist. Are you a demon? You are blind and you can't tell. I have no time to pay attention to you now. Go aside obediently. Otherwise, I will kill you.
Your head will make you speechless."
"Arrogant."
The middle-aged Taoist with disheveled hair was furious: "You are a demon. You stole a dragon-tiger aura from nowhere, and you dare to show off your violence in the palace. Do you want to rebel? I met you tonight, and it's time to slay the demons.
Get rid of this demonic way of yours to avoid endless troubles and harm to the common people."
After speaking, he took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and spit it out, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
The cold light turned into a small flying sword and went straight to Li Yi's neck.
It seems that just one touch can cut off its head.
"It turned out to be a flying sword." Everyone was shocked when they saw this.
I didn't expect this disheveled Taoist to have such magical means. Although I had heard of the legend of flying swords before, I had never seen it before. This was the first time I saw it today.
It is said that a flying sword can kill people from thousands of miles away, but I don't know if it is true or not.
"This thing is also called a flying sword?"
Li Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he did catch the traces of the flying sword. In the eyes of others, this cold light was extremely fast, but in his eyes it was not enough. Then he stretched out his hand to grab it, and with every movement, the power of the dragon and tiger was released.
Boom!
The air seemed to explode, rolling like muffled thunder.
The cold light fell on his hand, and it seemed as if it disappeared instantly, never to be seen again.
Wow!
The next moment.
The man spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he stumbled to the ground. He pointed at Li Yi in horror: "You, you actually destroyed my flying sword?"
When other people saw this scene, their eyelids jumped.
I thought that seeing the flying sword was already outrageous, but what was even more outrageous was that the flying sword was actually caught and destroyed by someone's bare hands.
Are those hands really made of flesh and blood?
"It's just a golden energy, and it's not pure. It's nothing like a flying sword. Since you like flying swords so much, I'll give you one." Li Yi said, opening his mouth and spitting it out.
Suddenly a bright golden light flew out.
The golden light was dazzling, and just as it appeared, the breath dispersed, and everyone felt as if their bodies were being torn apart, and they were in great pain.
But he didn't wait for everyone to react.
The golden light disappeared in a flash.
The next moment.
The middle-aged Taoist's head seemed to have no restraints at this moment, and it rolled down from his neck. Blood sprayed more than three feet high, staining the surrounding area red.
As the headless body fell.
This Taoist not only died physically, but his soul also flew away.
This is a breath of golden energy in the lungs, and when it is spit out, not to mention the Taoists of this world, it is a true immortal cultivator. A golden elixir monk may not be able to stop it, but the realm of people like them is just the doorway.
Too low, too weak, just can't be seen.
Chapter completed!