When Wei Changtian cursed and got up from the ground holding the Longquan Sword, Xu Suisui felt as if he had stopped breathing.
The feeling of relief instantly took away all her strength, and the severe pain that surged through her body like a tide made her almost faint.
On the other side, Wei Changtian just turned his head and glanced at her, and then his eyes fell on the neither male nor female guy in front of him.
Yes, although the exchange of blows just now caused him serious injuries, it was not to the extent that he could not stand up.
After all, the golden relics also contain first-grade internal power, which is no different from Qin Zhengqiu.
In addition, Chu Xianping had already greatly exhausted the latter's strength, so Wei Changtian's "Ten Thousand Swords Falling into the Sky" actually overpowered that move of the Moon Sword.
And the reason why he pretended to be unconscious was undoubtedly to deceive the person behind this huge conspiracy.
If the secret of ascending to immortality is true, why did the person who leaked the secret not just enjoy the opportunity, but told Qin Zhengqiu and Chu Xianping about it?
Why didn't the Immortal Pavilion appear earlier and later? Why did it appear immediately after Qin Zhengqiu climbed to the top of the mountain?
Why can the way of heaven speak? And he also specifically reminded Qin Zhengqiu that he was hiding on the top of the mountain?
All of the above revealed so much weirdness that Wei Changtian had to suspect that it was all a conspiracy.
He originally thought of stabilizing Qin Zhengqiu first, and then finding out the mastermind behind it.
But Qin Zhengqiu's sudden attack left him no choice but to try to lure this person out in this way.
Now it seems that my plan has been successful.
I just don’t know whether Qin Zhengqiu is dead or alive...
"Who are you?"
The Longquan Sword was still firmly pressed against the throat of the young man in white. Wei Changtian glanced over his shoulder at the figure lying in the gravel in the distance.
"No need to look, he's not dead yet."
The young man in white seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and chuckled: "But both you and him will die soon."
"Is it?"
Wei Changtian withdrew his gaze, stared at the young man in white for several breaths, and then slowly lowered the Longquan Sword.
"Since I'm going to die soon, can you let me die clearly?"
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wei Changtian suddenly smiled: "I think you should have this confidence, right?"
"Hahaha, interesting!"
The young man in white seemed to be very interested in Wei Changtian's reaction, and replied with a smile: "Okay, what do you want to ask? I can answer you."
"But if you ask me, I'll ask you too, how about that?"
"good."
Wei Changtian asked directly without any ink:
"Who are you?"
"I am the only true immortal in this world."
The young man in white had calm eyes: "I had a name before, but it has been too long and I have forgotten it."
"..."
True immortal?
The moment he heard these two words, Wei Changtian couldn't help but froze, and suddenly remembered the legend that a true immortal was born among Kui Long...
"Are you the Kuilong who ascended to immortality two thousand years ago?"
"Kuilong...I haven't heard this name for a long time."
As if feeling nostalgic, the young man in white glanced at the setting sun in the distance.
"Yes, I am that person."
"..."
Hearing the admission from the young man in white, Wei Changtian didn't show too much surprise this time, he just lowered his head as if thinking about something.
The former looked back at him and said with a smile:
"Okay, it's my turn to ask you."
"Now that I have told the truth about my identity, can you also tell me who you are?"
"The only son of the Wei family in Daning, Wei Changtian." Wei Changtian answered quickly.
"You know that's not what I asked."
The young man in white shook his head: "I'm asking you, who is the person who has occupied this body in the past three years?"
"That's another question."
Wei Changtian curled his lips and asked directly: "So the so-called secret of ascending to immortality is fake? You just want to lure me and Qin Zhengqiu, the two people most likely to ascend to immortality in the world, to be killed here, so as not to take away your
Immortal position?"
"......yes."
Wei Changtian's "rogue" behavior did not cause any emotional fluctuations in the young man in white. He just paused and replied with a smile:
"You and that Chu Xianping are both smart. It's a pity that your grandfather failed to see this, otherwise you might have survived."
"Okay, now you can answer the question I just asked."
"Can."
Maybe he felt that there was no point in hiding it at this point, so Wei Changtian replied casually:
"I'm just an ordinary person from another world."
"Is there another world...I know."
Contrary to Wei Changtian's expectation, the young man in white didn't seem surprised by this answer.
"Aren't you surprised?"
Wei Changtian frowned: "Or have you ever seen other people like me?"
"I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it."
The young man in white smiled: "Okay, you can continue asking."
"oh......"
Wei Changtian took a breath and thought for a long time this time before slowly asking:
"Does the first-grade shackles not exist in the first place, but is just a trick set up by you immortals to reduce the chance of mortals becoming immortals?"
"..."
With his eyes slightly widened, the young man in white looked at Wei Changtian, showing a surprised expression for the first time.
After a long while, he finally nodded slightly.
"Yes, but it didn't come from myself."
"He has done this since the first immortal appeared in this world."
"It was also from that beginning that the first-grade shackles came into being."
"All the immortals in the future, including me, will do the same thing."
"After all, you have gone through many difficulties and dangers to become an immortal. Who wants to be replaced by others easily?"
"So how did you do it?"
Wei Changtian did not ask the young man in white why he did this on behalf of the warriors in the world. He just narrowed his eyes and asked: "Since you have set up a first-class shackles, why are there still people who can become immortals? Do immortals also die of old age?"
"Immortals live as long as heaven."
The young man in white shook his head and answered all Wei Changtian's questions in just one sentence.
"As for why some people still become immortals... Alas, we use the fate of heaven to set up shackles, but these fortunes must have a place to stay."
"..."
Luck?
As if there was a muffled thunder exploding in his mind, Wei Changtian suddenly understood many things that he had not been able to understand before, and finally understood the truth of the world.
It turns out that the "son of heaven" is simply a "by-product" of the so-called "first-grade shackles".
Because the immortals did not want to be replaced by latecomers, they extracted most of the world's destiny and transferred it all to one person.
As a result, it will be difficult for others to break through to the first level, let alone become immortals.
And the person who holds most of the luck in this world is the "Son of Heaven".
For example, Xiao Feng.
Due to the blessing of great luck, the son of Heaven will certainly not have the so-called shackles of the first rank, and his path of cultivation will most likely be smooth until... he is killed by an immortal.
That's right, according to what the young man in white said, every time a son of heaven in this world is about to "achieve enlightenment and become an immortal," the immortal will find a way to kill him.
And it seems that the Immortal cannot take action directly, but must use some "indirect" methods.
Wei Changtian didn't know why this was, but he thought it was the truth.
Concentrating most of the luck on one person cuts off the possibility of the rest of the people becoming immortals. The immortal only needs to keep an eye on this child of heaven, and then kill it after it grows to a certain stage, and then add the luck of heaven to another person.
On the body, it starts over and over again.
Compared with the situation where everyone can become an immortal, this is indeed the best way for immortals to keep their "immortal status".
But for those sons of heaven and countless warriors who are subject to the shackles of the first rank, this is cruel.
Of course, in the long history, accidents will always happen.
And when a son of heaven luckily escapes the immortal's plot, successfully replaces the latter and becomes the "new" immortal, and then understands the truth of the world... he will make the same choice.
Wei Changtian didn't know how to evaluate this cycle of "the dragon slayer eventually becomes the evil dragon", but he just felt a little sad.
He didn't know if he could become an immortal, and if he could become an immortal, he would do the same thing.
Perhaps, it's a little too early to think about this now.
After all, judging from the current situation, since Xiao Feng's death, he has become the "son of heaven" targeted by the immortals...
"So...what's going on with the Moon Sword?"
Raising his head, Wei Changtian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Is this also what you used to plot against me?"
"That's right."
Speaking of this, the young man in white no longer struggled with the "one person, one question" matter, but calmly admitted:
"Although the Moon-Chasing Sword can help people break through the shackles of the first level, it will also block the sword practitioner's path to immortality."
"I just never thought you could resist such temptation, but your grandpa..."
"So, my grandpa is actually destined not to become an immortal?"
Wei Changtian interrupted with a complicated tone: "You tricked him here and created such a strange phenomenon just to trick him into killing me?"
"Yes, the only person I want to kill from the beginning to the end is you."
The young man in white looked meaningfully at the foot of the mountain: "And the reason why you are still alive now is actually because I saw the wrong person."
"..."
Chu Xianping.
This is the only name that appears in Wei Changtian's mind.
The young man in white didn't speak very clearly, but it was not difficult to understand the meaning based on the context.
So, Chu Xianping came to Fangcun Mountain not to become an immortal at all, but to save himself...
Wei Changtian didn't know if Chu Xianping had deceived the "immortal".
But he did "lie" to himself again.
"Is he...still alive?"
Wei Changtian blurted out this question.
The young man in white didn't answer, maybe because he didn't know, or maybe because he thought he had answered enough.
"Wei Changtian, you can ask me one last question."
Turning his head to look at the setting sun that was about to sink into the horizon, the young man in white smiled and took a step closer: "I have one last question to ask you."
"..."
Last question...
In fact, Wei Changtian still has many doubts in his heart that have not yet been fully answered.
For example, why can't immortals kill people directly? Do they have to borrow the help of others?
For example, why do immortals obviously have the ability to control the fate of heaven, but don't just add it to themselves?
For example, since you want to keep your immortal position, why didn't you take out the Moon-Chasing Sword earlier? Wouldn't this mean that all the warriors in the world would not be able to become immortals?
Another example...what was the outcome of those previous time-travelers?
In fact, Wei Changtian could vaguely guess some reasons for most of the above, but they were not particularly clear.
But that doesn't matter right now.
For him, there may be only one thing he should care about now.
"Can humans kill immortals?"
Staring into the eyes of the young man in white, Wei Changtian's tone was particularly calm.
The former didn't seem surprised that he would ask such a question, and answered calmly:
"cannot."
"I know you have many means that are not of this world, but if you can't, you can't."
"Immortals can only be replaced, never killed."
"At least in this small world, no one can do it."
"...Okay, I'll try it later."
Like a conceited person who doesn't know the heights of the world, Wei Changtian smiled.
"What about you? Don't you also have one last question?"
"Um."
The young man in white nodded, his eyes a little complicated.
"Wei Changtian, in the past two thousand years, I have seen and killed too many people who were expected to become immortals."
"They are either very good or very evil."
"Only you, always good and sometimes evil, are different from others."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Logically speaking, it is impossible for a person like you to reach this stage."
"So I want to ask you...why?"
Why?
Wei Changtian looked at the young man in white and seemed to understand what the latter was asking, but he didn't seem to quite understand.
After thinking for a while, he just gave a seemingly irrelevant answer.
"I will kill anyone who deserves to be killed."
"I won't kill anyone who doesn't deserve to die."
"It's not good or evil, it's just what you should and shouldn't do."
"that's all."
"..."
"okay, I get it."
The young man in white was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Aren't you going to kill the immortal? Let's do it."
"......Um."
Nodding slightly, Wei Changtian slowly raised the Longquan Sword, holding the unused golden relic in his right palm.
Countless broken swords floated up, the silver sword dragon passed through the body of the young man in white, the air was torn, and the rolling sound echoed over Fangcun Mountain.
There was no change in his expression. Wei Changtian kept swinging his sword one after another, and the phantoms of the mythical beasts appeared and disappeared behind him.
Although the first-level internal power contained in the golden relic failed to make him break through, it gave him a short-term first-level strength.
Unprecedented majestic power filled every meridian and stirred in the Dantian.
Wei Changtian believed that no one in the world could survive a single move from him.
At this moment, he had replaced Qin Zhengqiu and became the real "number one person in the world".
It's a pity that people are still humans after all, and immortals are immortals after all...
"boom......"
The dull thunder fell from the Immortal Pavilion, and the sunset seemed to suddenly cover the entire world. The indescribable terrifying pressure made the entire Fangcun Mountain tremble.
This vision, which seemed to be destroying the world, could be seen for hundreds of miles around. Countless people raised their heads blankly, and unprecedented fear surged in their hearts.
This is a real thunderstorm.
"Wei Changtian, do you know why you are in Fangcun Mountain?"
The white clothes were still spotless. The young man pointed upward, with the slight smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Because this is the closest to the sky."
"Thunders from the sky can fall once every sixty years. If you can survive this time, you should be able to replace me before the next sixties are over."
"It's just that you can't stop it."
"What a pity, you are really interesting..."
Sighing softly, the young man in white had a sincere expression.
Wei Changtian also lowered the tip of his sword at this time, and the huge silver sword dragon also disappeared with a crash.
Although the thunder had not yet fallen, he could feel that no matter what he did, it was all in vain.
Even the life-saving tools he had on him couldn't save him.
This feeling was different from the previous "life and death crises". Even the "true Buddha" in the phantom formation of Yun'an Temple did not give him such a helpless feeling.
If I had to describe it... maybe it would be the helplessness of facing "God".
So, is that it?
Slowly closing his eyes, countless images flashed through Wei Changtian's mind.
Xu Qingwan, Yang Liushi, Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen, Wei Qiaoling and the big black dog...
A person and a scene appeared before my eyes, and then burst like a bubble, leaving only a few colorful drops of water in my heart.
If he follows the routine of the passionate online article in his previous life, after recalling it, he should use some shocking moves to turn defeat into victory at the last moment.
But the fact is that Wei Changtian has already tried all means including "divine strike".
Thinking about it now, if he had listened to Chu Xianping's warning and not come to Fangcun Mountain, he might have lived a few more years, might have had a few more children, and might have been able to witness the birth of the era-changing "steam engine."
But now there is no point in regretting these things.
Even Wei Changtian didn't regret it.
He was just a little sorry.
It’s a pity that this short time-travel trip could not have a happy ending.
"boom!!"
The thunder became louder, as if it was exploding in my ears.
Wei Changtian opened his eyes, wanting to see the world again before he died, but all he could see was purple thunder covering the sky and the sun.
He shook his head, but still raised the Longquan Sword, took a step forward, and faced the rolling thunder with determination to swing the last sword.
But at this moment, in the gap between the continuous thunder, he suddenly heard a weak cry.
"Wei Changtian..."
"I, I can finally help, help you once..."
Turning around to follow the source of the sound, Wei Changtian saw Xu Suisui covered in blood.
There was a broken sword stuck in her chest. She held the hilt of the sword with one hand and raised it high with the other. Her eyes were like crescent moons, as if she was smiling.
And in mid-air, there is a scale that is shining with golden light...
...
"boom!!!"
When Wei Changtian's dull face was shrouded in thousands of golden lights, he finally understood what had just happened.
If Xu Suisui had enough points to redeem the True Dragon Forehead Scale, she would not wait until now to take it out.
So before that, her points must not be enough.
So, how did Xu Suisui collect enough system points on this small mountain top?
Or in other words, what should she do to change the "plot"...
Looking at the young man in white with his face full of shock and fear and his body gradually dissipating in the air, and feeling the power surging in his body that was far beyond his imagination, Wei Changtian knew that he was about to become an immortal.
Although the golden relic did not help him truly break through to the first level, it "forged" the strength of the first level.
On this basis, the true dragon's forehead scale has raised another level to a greater level, that is, it is a true immortal.
Wei Changtian didn't know if his level would fall when the internal energy in the golden relic was exhausted.
But at least at this moment, he has indeed become an immortal and replaced the young man in white...
The thunder suddenly stopped, the dark clouds dispersed instantly, and the last ray of setting sun hung leisurely in the corner of the western sky.
There was no earth-shattering battle, and the life-and-death crisis was resolved in an "inexplicable" way.
At this point, even if Wei Changtian falls to the "immortal position" in the future, he will definitely not have any rivals in this world in the next few decades.
And the price of all this is...
"..."
Slowly turning his head to look at the lifeless Xu Suisui, those familiar words jumped into his mind from the depths of his memory.
"Wei Changtian! From now on we are comrades! The revolutionary friendship is unbreakable!"
"Comrade Wei, I'll give you a blowjob!"
"Look! I have hair!"
"You trust me! I won't harm you!"
"Woooo! Why did you come here! You promised me you would be there right away!"
"I was wrong, don't be angry, I'm afraid..."
"You know, wuwuwu, no one has ever been so kind to me. If you can't find a wife after we go back, wuwuwu, I will definitely marry you!"
"Don't worry! I can handle it!"
"Wei Changtian, I can finally help you once..."
"..."
The golden light dissipated, and the shadow of the real dragon disappeared on the orange top of the mountain.
Just before dusk, a ray of sunset slanted down on Xu Suisui's body, and several wild geese were flying towards the sunset.
A small remnant soul hovered around Wei Changtian, seeming to be gently saying its final farewell to him.
Carefully protect the remaining soul in the palm of your hand, and then wave it around you...
"Tsk!"
A dark crack appeared out of thin air on his side, like a knife cutting into a landscape painting.
"Let's go, I'll take you home."
Wei Changtian did not hesitate, just said something softly, then turned around and stepped into the void.