Chapter 16 The Mysterious Bird of Destiny, the Immortal Master of Daqin
"Go down and save people!" Since Gongzilian saw someone falling into the water, he had to take action no matter what.
There are many experts under his command, and they are dexterous. They rose and fell to the bottom of the cliff several times, and then pulled the 'corpse' up.
This man's face is like white jade and he is wearing a Nine Palaces and Bagua robe.
This person is none other than Song Lin, who was washed over by the sea.
"Dead?" Young Master Lian looked at Song Lin, who was motionless, and then looked at the men next to him, "Bury him."
"Sir, wait a minute."
A middle-aged man wearing linen clothes and an ancient high crown walked out of the crowd.
"Sir, I'm afraid this person is not an immortal!" the middle-aged man said excitedly.
"What's the explanation?" Young Master Lianqi asked.
This middle-aged man's name is Shangqiu Zixu. He is a native of Wei. He is good at herding cows and playing the flute. He is not old at eighty. The young master heard that this man had magical powers, so he came to ask for advice. Shangqiu Zixu said that he was thirsty for cold springs and hungry for Pu Shu.
, so he lives forever.
Seeing that he had special skills, Gongzilian accepted him as a disciple.
Gongzi Lian still trusts this person.
"This person is not without breath, but his breath is very long. This is a Qi practitioner who has entered the realm of divine breath!" Shangqiu Zixu sighed.
In the realm of divine breath, the breath is long and long, like a gossamer, soft and soft. It seems to disappear, but it seems to exist. The mind and breath are also long and slender, and the divine breath embraces each other continuously. This is the realm of the divine breath practitioner.
"That's it." Young Master Lian checked it carefully and found that it was indeed the case.
"I think the immortal must have encountered some difficulty. Someone came and carried the immortal on his back."
"Ahem!"
At this moment, Song Lin woke up leisurely.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"The villain pays homage to the Immortal!"
Shangqiu Zixu bowed down and worshiped.
Seeing these people, looking at the coast not far away and their wet bodies, Song Lin knew what was probably going on.
The wooden sword is still with you, otherwise the loss would be great.
"Did you save me?" Song Lin looked at Gongzi Lian. These people were vaguely headed by him. He should be the leader or something like that.
"Exactly, why did the Immortal appear on the sea?" Young Master Lian asked doubtfully.
"Oh, I was practicing in Penglai, and it happened to be the time when the Thousand-Year Demonic Dragon was going through a tribulation. I calculated that the Demonic Dragon might cause harm to the world, so I fought with it for 300 rounds and obtained the Thousand-Year Dragon Pearl..."
Song Lin made it up casually.
As he spoke, he took out the Three Yang Fire Sword.
Wow!
The fire sword burned with red flames.
The temperature rose, drying Song Lin's clothes.
Then he recited the Hemostasis Charm and with a flick of his finger, the skin scratched by the reef immediately returned to its original state.
Soon, Song Lin changed from a wet Taoist to a personable person.
When everyone saw this scene, they were immediately shocked and believed that the Taoist had killed the dragon.
"Is this... the Immortal Chief going back to Penglai, the Immortal Island?"
"No, Penglai's whereabouts are erratic, and I can't find him for a while. Let's travel around the world first." Song Lin said with a smile.
"Why don't you come with us, Immortal Chief? I am Ying Lian, the young master of the State of Qin..."
Song Lin immediately agreed to accompany everyone.
After some conversation, Song Lin learned that this was the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
After some conversation, I discovered that the Gongzilian in front of me was a famous person. His father was Qin Linggong, and his great-uncle was Qinjiangong.
If the guess is correct, Gongzilian will be the future Duke Xiang of Qin.
His son Quliang would become the famous Qin Xiaogong in the future, and it was he who promoted Shang Yang to start the reform.
Song Lin didn't expect that he would come to such a prosperous era.
Seeing Gongzi Lian who was so respectful to him, Song Lin suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He can borrow the power of a country to help him find the fairy island.
The Taoist priest of Xiandao left behind many good things, especially the mysterious bronze mirror.
It is simply too difficult to find an island in the vast sea by yourself.
There are still many things that have not been discovered in the pre-Qin Dynasty, and you definitely cannot do it on your own.
If you can obtain a powerful Taoist law from the pre-Qin Dynasty, it will undoubtedly be very beneficial to you to secure your position as the treasurer of the Dharma Altar and to pass the three levels in the future.
Song Lin was sitting on a horse, walking side by side with Gongzilian.
"May I ask how many years the immortal has been practicing?"
"Pindao has almost forgotten it, but there is a sycamore tree outside Pindao's door. I have watched the autumn leaves fall probably more than three hundred times."
"Hasn't he lived for more than three hundred years?" Young Master Lian asked in surprise.
Shangqiu Zixu next to Song Lin, this guy has been following him around like a dog-skin plaster since just now.
This guy is actually a monk.
"I am not a monk. I was originally a shepherd boy in the Yunmeng Mountain of the Wei Kingdom. I accidentally discovered the Tao Yin Technique carved on the stone wall, and that's how I got this way."
Shangqiu Zixu didn't know magic, he was a stranger at best.
"Yunmeng Mountain..." Song Lin murmured to himself. When he heard this place name, he thought of a person - Gui Guzi.
Yunmeng Mountain is Guiguzi's dojo, maybe this is also a chance.
Da da da!
At this time, the panicked sound of horse hooves came from ahead.
I saw a group of ragged bandits coming from the mountains on both sides. This group of bandits actually had army-standard weapons and armor in their hands. Judging from the shape, they should be from the Qin State.
"No, enemy attack!"
Eighteen Qin cavalry surrounded the three men.
"Young Master, there are too many enemies. We are at the rear to cover the Young Master's retreat!"
If you always have the will to die, others will show no fear.
These people are all Ying Lian's dead soldiers, so naturally they are not afraid of death.
"Okay! It must be Mrs. Qin's fault. She is hateful. When I return home, I will kill her!"
The young master sighed bitterly, Mrs. Qin Xiaozhu is the mother of the current monarch and a monster who controls the affairs of the country.
"Don't panic!"
At this time, Song Lin stepped forward to calm people's hearts, and then transformed into a green bead.
When everyone saw the immortal speaking, they immediately fell silent.
The robber was getting closer and closer to everyone, and the green beads suddenly breathed out green miasma.
The miasma spread hundreds of feet.
When a bandit enters the mist, no matter how sharp his knife or armor is, he will die instantly if he inhales just a little bit. His skin will become rotten and suppurative when exposed to the miasma.
"ah!!"
Dozens of the bandits died in an instant, while the remaining ones were wailing and rolling on the ground, their fingernails scratching their skin so hard that blood dripped from their skin.
These bandits had never seen such a scene before, and they were immediately scared to death.
"The Immortal is wise!"
Young Master Lian was frightened and frightened in his heart. The Immortal looked like an immortal, but his methods were so vicious. Fortunately, he did not offend the Immortal.
Shangqiu Zixu looked at the green beads and thought that these green beads were the Millennium Dragon Balls.
Mortals are really vulnerable in front of immortals.
The group returned to the city, and the young master even asked his family members to meet him. Song Lin also met the future Qin Xiaogong, who was still a child at this time.
That night, the young master worshiped in front of Song Lin's gate, hoping that the immortal would protect him when he returned to the country. After he ascended the throne, he was willing to treat him with the courtesy of a national master and fulfill all his requests.
Song Lin readily agreed.
Under the moonlight, the young master slashed his palms, pointed his sword at the sky, and swore to the destiny black bird.
"From then on, the descendants of the Great Qin Dynasty will all worship the immortal leader as their teacher and live with the country! The black bird is the proof!"
Not only Gongzilian, but even Song Lin could not imagine that this night would form a deep bond between him and the Qin Kingdom and future generations of monarchs.
At this time, this level of causality has increased to 0.50%.