Noticing the changes on the altar, Xu Xiang grabbed a life-saving straw and shouted.
However, the light in the immortal's eyes did not look at others, but shined directly at him. Being hit by this light, his body seemed to be burned by fire. First the black armor, then the flesh, and the skin began to burn from the surface.
Transpiration, flesh and blood are disappearing little by little.
"ah!"
He shouted and looked at the immortal in disbelief. There was no expression on the immortal's decayed face.
Qingshui Liuli started to take the last sip of jade wine, but as Xu Cheng's body was evaporated, the jade wine in the cauldron reappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, the already corrupt body of the immortal's body began to recover, as if Xu Cheng's blood and spiritual power had been sucked away by the light and turned into nourishment for the immortal's body.
"this……"
Qingshui Liuli looked at more and more jade wine, hesitating and not knowing what to do.
"Father, I am the strongest among the four guardians, and I am still useful!"
Xu Cheng summoned up his last strength and screamed in the air waves, but the light did not stop at all.
A grand and solemn voice sounded from the four walls of the cave: "I have become an immortal, and my earthly connection has been broken. You are no different to me than an ant!"
Xu Cheng opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe that his father, who he practiced hard and protected with all his strength, would actually say such a thing.
Soon, his entire body evaporated in the light, leaving not even ashes behind.
Fourth-grade Xu Cheng was betrayed by his biological father and died in humiliation.
"Immortal means to cut off the worldly bond!"
"Immortals are above all living beings!"
"Immortal is the master of this world!"
"I, this Immortal, want an Immortal to come to the world today!"
"I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"
"Boom!"
Echoes spread in the cave, and with such shouts, the immortal's physical body had recovered half of its previous form, no longer looking like a withered mummy.
On the entire Yingzhou Fairy Mountain, the few Taoists, fairy boys, and fairies who were still alive, including the immobilized Blurred Rabbit Girl, all covered their heads and crouched on the ground, sending out traces of white smoke.
In the vegetable cellar, the only cocoon-like thing left was shaking violently. All the refugees who were still alive inside were bleeding from their orifices, their lips were trembling, their eyelids were rolling, their bodies were covered with fur like wild beasts, and green smoke was coming out of their Baihui points.
The ghost emerged from inside.
Yao'er's face also alternated between green and red, and two rabbit ears slowly sprouted from the back of her head. Lan Hua hurriedly put talismans all over her head and body to suppress the abnormal movement of Yao'er's body.
He muttered something while helping Yao'er fight against the mutation while watching the movements of others. He saw Qingshui Liuli frowning and continuing to hold back vomiting and drinking.
He saw that the Taizhen was lying on the ground with his arms on his deathbed.
He saw that Lu Li...
As expected, Lu Li would not miss the opportunity in vain. He had returned to the top of the altar, with the Jiuding Sword resting on the Immortal's shoulders.
"Are you worthy of becoming an immortal?"
"Regulus II!"
Three feet in front of Lu Li, countless illusory swords appeared, slashing towards the immortal's neck!
…
"Regulus II!"
Xuanyuan Yixi thought silently in his heart, and then threw three carrots into the air.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The illusory sword quickly cut through the air, and the carrots turned into carrot threads all over the sky. The roots were very slender and glowing red.
Xuanyuan Yixi tilted his head slightly to make sure no one saw him, and then he was satisfied with using his sword to put all the shredded carrots on the plate.
Immediately afterwards, the special chef wearing a white hat in front of the classroom asked: "Has it been cut?"
"It's cut!"
A dozen beautiful young women in the room answered in unison.
Xuanyuan Yixi took the kitchen knife in his hand again without leaving any trace. For a person who has held swords for thousands of years, he was somewhat unaccustomed to using a kitchen knife.
The special chef looked at each one one by one. When he saw the shredded carrots Xuanyuan Yixi cut, his eyes lit up and he praised: "This knife skill is really strong and solid!"
The young women all looked envious. Xuanyuan Yixi was a little embarrassed at first, but soon she laughed and accepted the compliment calmly.
In the past five thousand years, this was actually the second person who dared to praise her to her face.
Cui Maozhu, who was watching from the window, patted her head. She accompanied the goddess to attend the chef class despite her busy schedule. She really didn't expect to see this scene.
Can Jianyi also be used to chop vegetables?
What was Lu Li's intention in enrolling the goddess in the cooking class? Did he really want to accompany the goddess to learn how to drive an excavator in the afternoon?
Where did this Lu Li die?
She didn't know that although it was Lu Li's arrangement to learn how to cook, it was also Xuanyuan Yixi's expectation.
After eating some delicious food during this period, she suddenly wanted to learn to cook, and wanted to present these delicious foods herself, and wanted to...
I want Lu Li to try it.
She thought of Lu Li who held her hand that day.
This is her unbreakable fate.
…
"Xu Yuan, your mortal relationship is not over yet!"
Lu Li's sword was unable to cut the immortal's body. Seeing the immortal's body slowly recovering, Taizhen, who was lying on the ground with his hands on his back, suddenly spoke again.
The corners of her mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears were all oozing blood, and her breathtakingly beautiful face showed a special kind of morbidity.
"If you rush to become an immortal in this way, you will only become a half-immortal. You have waited for more than a thousand years. What are you afraid of?"
Rebuttals came from the four walls: "Taizhen, if I hadn't given you life, how could you, a mortal, have lived for more than a thousand years, and how could you have endured this heartbreaking pain!"
"I don't want this lifespan! I don't want to be a caged bird anymore!"
Taizhen gritted her teeth and pulled out the golden hairpin from her chest inch by inch.
That golden bird hairpin is as long as a forearm and as thick as a finger.
It is so sharp. It pierces the beauty's heart inch by inch and pulls it out inch by inch. It is so painful. How much hatred is there to support the beauty to complete all this by herself?
As the golden hairpin was pulled out, Taizhen's hair changed from black to white, her body grew old rapidly, and her face, which looked like a moon-shy beauty, lost moisture and became dry.
In just ten seconds, she changed from a young man to a dying old man with white hair.
"No!"
The immortal on the altar finally panicked. He was not afraid that Taizhen would die, but he was afraid that Taizhen would give back all his lifespan, which would make him entangled in the world. Even if he killed Taizhen, he would not be able to separate him!
The seals on his hands moved. They no longer pointed to the sky and the earth. Instead, they pointed one hand toward the sky and the other toward the front. Taizhen in the audience was sucked up by him and pinched her forehead.
Taizhen's seven orifices were bleeding, his hair was all white, and three thousand white strands were flying in the wind, like an evil ghost seeking life. Only a trace of the former beauty could be seen between the old frowning brows.
She said with trembling old lips: "Xu Yuan, we came to Xunxian Mountain with our foster father, and there were three thousand boys and girls with us. Now we are the only ones left. At first, you were just a poor man playing circuses and fighting tigers.
My adoptive father thought you were pitiful, so he took you as a slave and asked you to take care of the immortal animals. Who would have thought that you would murder your adoptive father, seize the fairy island, and force me to become your teacher. In the past two thousand years, do you still remember what my adoptive father said to me?
Your kindness!”
"My fate is over, where can I find a foster father?"
The immortal's face became ferocious.
"You had an opportunity on the fairy island and figured out the art of becoming an immortal. You sent me out to bring harm to the palace. If I refused to do it, you would ruin my reputation, destroy my Taoist foundation, and make me unable to practice forever. Fortunately.
Your two precious sons played a big role in transporting the refugees, so they saved me. It will be another thousand years, do you regret it?"
"Taizhen, I will give you longevity!"
"That's enough. Your longevity was bought with my people! At that moment in front of Mawei Slope, I swore an oath that I would kill you! For these two thousand years, I have always remembered it,
They all want to kill you for revenge!"
That wrinkled face was full of hatred. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the immortal's Taoist robe, washing away the last bit of dusty breath from the immortal's body.
Her eyes were old and cloudy and she could no longer see, but she felt she could see.
She seemed to see a grand banquet, where Li Guinian was singing, singing about the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan and the season of falling flowers.
Aunt Gongsun was dancing with her sword. When she danced, the sword moved in all directions, and the heaven and the earth were moved for a long time.
Gao Lishi took off Li Taibai's boots, and Taibai splashed ink on the emperor's imperial case. He wrote:
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick."
The emperor laughed heartily after reading it, while she was playing the song "Feather Clothes and Feather Clothes".
The wine went into the intestines, seven parts turned into moonlight, and the remaining three parts roared into sword energy. As soon as the wine was spit out, it was half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
The hall was filled with flowers and three thousand guests were drunk. It was the last magnificent poem of a prosperous era.
Looking back on the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen.
