Xiang Que was picked out by a few soldiers with a smoldering aura, and then he was escorted in front of the general and forced to kneel down.
Xiang Que knelt on the ground like a helpless little old man.
It seems that he has forgotten that he is a strong man in the saint realm who can crush the group of soldiers in front of him to death with just one little finger.
"Raise your head!" the general said calmly.
Xiang Que raised his head. His hair and beard had turned white many years ago, and his upper body was full of old wrinkles. His eyes looked very dim, but if someone looked carefully, they would find that his eyes were extremely calm.
It was as if everyone in front of me had nothing to do with him.
The general lowered his head, holding the long knife on his waist, and said: "I heard that there is an old immortal in the Dongyue Temple on Mount Tai Cave. He is very accurate in treating diseases and doing business. This is what you are talking about.
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Xiang Que's voice was a little hoarse and he said: "The old god doesn't dare to take it seriously. If I were a god, I wouldn't be in this Taishan cave, but it should be quite accurate."
The general smiled, then slowly pulled out his sword and said, "How accurate can it be?"
Xiang Que thought for a while and said, "What do you want to do?"
"Then you calculate, when will I become famous and become the king of men? If you calculate correctly, I will spare your life. If you calculate incorrectly, I will burn down your ruined temple.
, then cut off your head and use it as a chamber pot for my soldiers!"
Xiang Que looked at the general in front of him calmly, and said slowly: "In three years, you can be called the king of the northwest, and in five years, you can be the king of Ren..."
"Haha, you really can choose nice things to say. Are you afraid that I will chop off your head?"
Xiang Que shook his head and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet. In your tenth year as the Queen of Renjun, there will be a catastrophe. The army will be defeated like a mountain, and the royal city will be wiped out!"
"Asshole, you old guy actually dares to talk to my general like this. It's totally unreasonable. I'll cut off your head, do you believe it or not!"
"Stop..." The general scolded his subordinates, then stared at Xiang Que's old face and asked, "Do you think your calculations are accurate?"
Xiang Que said calmly: "No, you can chop off my head again in ten years!"
The general looked at him deeply, was silent for a long time, then waved his hand to the soldiers around him and said: "Let's go, leaving a group of people at the bottom of the mountain to keep an eye on this old god!"
This group of soldiers left in a hurry. After they left, Xiang Que stood up and patted the dust on his body, as if nothing happened. He came to the backyard of the temple again and saw that a pot had been burned.
When eating the vegetable porridge, I couldn’t help but sigh.
For him, maybe this pot of porridge is more important than the machete that was almost placed on his neck just now.
Many days later, the blood at the foot of Mount Tai has faded a bit, but the ground is still full of corpses and dilapidated villages and towns. The Taishan Cave, which was originally quite popular, suddenly became a dead place. Not only that, the surrounding area of a hundred miles has also long been
There is a tragic scene everywhere.
Even a century-old dynasty cannot change the cycle of reincarnation.
This is history. Every time a dynasty changes, the background and price are the displacement of countless people and the corpses everywhere.
This is human destiny, and most of it cannot be changed.
A year or two passed in a flash, and new villages began to grow at the foot of Mount Tai. The mountains and rivers here were fertile and very livable. The corpses everywhere in the past were all in the past. Even if they were full of vitality, they would be lost under the wheel of history.
A new generation replaces the old, and the dead are dead. After all, there are still new living people.
However, although the new villagers all know that there is a Dongyue Temple on the top of Mount Tai, where a dirty-looking old man lives, they don't know that this old man once had the title of an old land god. At most, someone comes here.
Emperor Dongyue, but no one has ever asked this old man for advice.
Xiang Que also enjoyed his leisure time. He just sat outside the temple and basked in the sun all day long without being disturbed.
In the third year, the general came again, and this time the battle was much larger than the last time, because he had been fighting in the east and west over the years, killing all directions, and the number of soldiers under his command increased exponentially.
rose, and he had already become a prince.
A few days ago, when General Yu came to the vicinity of Taishan Cave, he suddenly remembered that he had been here a few years ago, and then asked an old man in Dongyue Temple to perform a fortune telling for him.
He vaguely remembered that the other party said that he could be called the king of the northwest in three years, and if he calculated the years, it had indeed been exactly three years, and he had just become a prince of the northwest.
I don't know if this was a coincidence, or if the old man's calculation was really accurate.
General Yu led a large number of his men up the mountain. He was still thinking that in the past three years, the old man might have died. After all, he looked much older at the time.
When we arrived at the Dongyue Temple on the mountain, the old man in front of the temple was lying on a chair and dozing off. He seemed to hear footsteps and slowly opened his eyes.
"General, you want to question this old man? I'll wake him up."
"No need..." General Yu waved his hand and came to Xiang Que. After looking at him for a long time, he slowly asked: "You seem to be right. I remember that it happened to be me who left Taishan Cave so far this year.
In the third year, I have now become a prince in the northwest."
Xiang Que didn't get up, he just nodded.
General Yu stared at his face and said, "You think, in five years, I will be the king?"
Xiang Que said: "I want you to come back and see me in five years?"
At this time, General Yu, who has become the first general of the northwest princes, has a vision that is no longer what it used to be. He has also seen many land gods and practitioners who soar in the clouds and mist. He knows that there are still many capable people in this world, even powerful ones.
Anyone can move mountains and fill seas, and the stars can change in a blink of an eye.
Therefore, General Yu guessed that the old man in front of him was an old god living in seclusion in the mountains and forests?
General Yu did not ask any more questions, but showed a polite salute. He even bowed his hand to Xiang Que, and then asked people to leave some dry food before leading them out of Taishan Cave.
Xiang Que didn't feel anything at all, and he didn't get up from the beginning to the end. After the people left, he closed his eyes again.
Time passed slowly, and after three years, it became five years.
Taishan Cave has a radius of thousands of miles, and dynasties have changed again. General Yu, once known as the King of the Northwest, climbed to the top and became a human king of the nearby countries.
There are cultivators and sects in the Cave Heaven Paradise, and more are mortal cities and kingdoms, because those cultivators who embark on the path of immortality also started out as ordinary people step by step.