Chapter 669 Liu Village Is My Home

“It’s nothing, just someone looking for it.

Jiang Huai said softly, his deep eyes penetrating everything, and he had already seen everything those immortal kings talked about together.

"Is anyone looking for you?" Liu Shen looked slightly surprised. Just as he was about to ask, there was a burst of footsteps on the bluestone steps. After a while, Old Man Lin was seen walking up in a hurry.

"Sir, King Pan, King Zhuo, King Tianzhu and other immortal kings want to see you!" Old Man Lin raised his head slightly, lowered his eyes and said respectfully.

"Well, let them all come up!"

Hearing this, Old Man Lin immediately retreated without saying a word.

Looking at Old Lin's retreating figure, Jiang Huai was thoughtful.

Old Man Lin's talent is very ordinary.

Otherwise, he would not have been in the blood-moving realm when he was in the wilderness. Although such a talent can embark on a journey of cultivation, his achievements will be extremely limited.

The reason why he was able to reach the half-step god realm today was entirely because he forced himself up there.

Jiang Huai has always been a very emotional person. Old man Lin can be regarded as one of the oldest followers in the village. He has worked diligently and managed the village in an orderly manner over the years. He has long been used to it. Old Man Lin.

If another person were to take care of the village, he wouldn't be able to adapt to it.

However, although there is a god in the realm of gods, after all, he is not the kind of god who can really do everything. His lifespan is only a few hundred thousand years at best.

Although having the immortal energy to cleanse the body can make the originally limited lifespan rise again, there is a limit to this after all.

Now that he is planning everything, Old Lin's lifespan has already passed half.

Jiang Huai was thinking about whether he should give Old Man Lin a boost.

As an emperor, before the fairyland, he can still easily reverse the situation, and it is not impossible to even create a real fairy out of thin air.

For example, the kings in the foreign realm and the burial realm became kings, isn't it because of the origin of ancient artifacts?

The ancient artifacts of origin are just instruments forged by several quasi-emperors. As an emperor, he should be more defiant.

However, Jiang Huai is not proficient in weapon refining. If he has time in the future, he can arrest the three emperors, especially Hong Emperor, and study them carefully.

Of course, even without this method, Jiang Huai can do the same thing, but everything needs to follow a certain law of conservation of cause and effect.

Although he could directly lift Old Lin to the fairyland, Old Lin might not be able to withstand the blessing of the law at that moment.

Therefore, it is necessary to proceed step by step,

Just like being illuminated by the ancient artifact of origin, one in ten will be able to possess the qualifications to transform into a king, but nine out of ten will encounter an unimaginable disaster.

One general's success will lead to thousands of bones drying up!

Just thinking about it,

From the side, Liu Shen's voice sounded leisurely.

"So many immortal kings are coming together. Are they not here for the upcoming catastrophe of heaven and earth?"

The woman's beautiful eyes turned, the radiance as warm as jade flowed, and the catkin with skin as smooth as gelatin also held Jiang Huai's big hand tightly, and she had already guessed the reason why the group of immortal kings came here.

Jiang Huai smiled slightly.

Liu Shen was startled, and then he couldn't help laughing.

But then I thought there was nothing funny about it.

Even when he was in the lower realm, didn't the main body find his husband several times? To be honest, she and those Immortal Kings are the same, they are just suffering from the same problem.

It's just that the original intentions of both parties are different.

The main body is for the common people in the world. For this reason, he does not hesitate to set foot on the boundary sea, not to find the opportunity to become an emperor, but just to end the eternal turmoil.

And these immortal kings are trying to protect themselves.

But this is understandable.

The ants are still living in vain, let alone a group of immortal kings who have no idea how many years of practice and how many hardships they have to endure before ascending to the throne.

After thinking about it this way, she felt that these immortal kings were quite decisive.

And he's quite thick-skinned.

I just don’t know why Mr. agreed to meet them?

Could it be that Sir has figured it out and wants to use his own power to protect the common people in this world?

Just as the woman was thinking, another noisy sound of walking came.

Immediately, a dozen figures wearing various Taoist robes were seen walking up quickly.

"Lord Liu Shen, I'll be polite!"

Led by King Pan, more than a dozen Immortal Kings bowed their hands towards Jiang Huai, as if they had agreed in advance.

There is no room for them not to be so cautious and careful, and they can even be regarded as practicing the rites of juniors.

It would be impossible for any one of them to kill Ao Sheng in an instant. The three supreme immortal kings of Taichu and Yuanshi would not be able to slap a group of no less than a dozen of them from the immortal realm directly with one slap. fly out,

Even that mass burial king could not stand still or lie down without resisting.

There is already a huge gap and chasm in strength between them.

"Polite!" Jiang Huai bowed his head slightly without making any unnecessary moves, not being as polite as those Immortal Kings.

He is the emperor.

Of course not many people know it so far.

There is no saying that the king returned the favor.

It's not impossible, it's mainly because they are afraid that these immortal kings will not be able to withstand the huge power of cause and effect.

As a king, his own power of cause and effect is already heavy enough in the coming great reckoning.

Any more, and I'm afraid it will overwhelm this group of Immortal Kings.

Although they didn't know Jiang Huai's true realm, the immortal kings didn't feel there was anything wrong at all.

The three supreme immortal kings, Ao Sheng, Taichu and Yuanshi, who were able to kill with a single slap, did not fight each other for a long time, but simply crushed each other with absolute strength. Such strength, even if they have not become emperors, is still beyond their imagination.

Sometimes, strength is seniority.

"Lord Liu Shen, we came here this time to ask for something." Pan Wang pursed his lips, with a smile on his lips. As the leader of this group of immortal kings, he did not greet too much and went straight to the point.

While speaking.

Pan Wang looked at Liu Shen with a barely visible gaze and was startled.

For some reason, he felt a little familiar, like an old friend.

They look almost the same, but their temperaments are completely different.

One is not worldly, unparalleled and flawless, while this one has more worldly breath and is more real.

"It must be that I am dazzled!" Pan Wang would rather suspect that there is something wrong with his eyes than suspect anything else.

He vaguely remembered that the old friend went to the boundary sea, where it was easy to get in, but it was as difficult as ascending to heaven to get out.

All creatures that broke into the boundary sea wanted to go ashore, but who has succeeded in the past and present?

It cannot be said that there are none, but it can only be said that there are only a handful of them. Anyway, he has never heard of them.

Recovering his mind, King Pan took a deep breath: "Lord of the Holy Land, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth is about to come. Although we are immortal kings, it is difficult to resist this catastrophe of annihilation. I hope to get your guidance."

Jiang Huai raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly: "You are all kings who have been famous in the domain for a long time. It is not a matter of guidance, but I am used to living here. If it really comes to such a critical moment, I will not stand idly by."

Seeing that King Pan was eager to help the funeral kings heading to Liu Village, Jiang Huai did not mind returning the kindness with kindness.

To be honest, he wanted to take this opportunity to let these immortal kings go back and erect a stone tablet for him in his own Taoist sect, and then let the disciples treat it with piety, so as to collect as many experience points as possible.

As the saying goes, if you don't establish it, he won't establish it, so how can you gain experience points.

But after thinking about it, he finally felt that it was not appropriate.

Even if he agreed, such a tough approach would probably not bring much experience.

The disciples in the Taoist sect are not machines. A program can decide everything. It is not pious on the surface that can be considered pious. It must be pious from the heart.

Although he is now famous, he has been silent for too long and has no connection with the major Taoist sects. Why should those arrogant and arrogant Tianjiao be pious to him?

Just because he is the master of the holy land?

Or because he can easily suppress the immortal king?

In fact, it can be considered, but it is not enough.

At most, it can be regarded as admiration and respect.

It is impossible to be as pious as a believer.

It is better to let it go. When the time comes, even if you don't say it, those Taoists will be willing to take the initiative to do so. This is the best choice.

"Thank you very much, senior."

A group of immortal kings looked at each other for a few times, always feeling that something was a bit strange, but since this person has made such a promise, there is nothing to say.

Pan Wang said softly: "In this case, then I will leave!"

They certainly want to stay here for a while, but this is a private place after all, and the relationship with the owner of the holy land is not that level, and it is impossible to be so comfortable and treat this place as a back garden.

"Okay, take your time." Jiang Huai nodded and said slowly.

Seeing a group of kings who usually had creatures kowtow to them wherever they went, now rushing over and rushing down like ordinary mortals, God Liu couldn't help but sigh: "Sir, you are right. These immortal kings clearly came here to seek a solution to their own crisis, but you sent them away with a sentence that you would take action when the immortal realm was in danger. I don't know how depressed they will be when they react!"

"Do you think I should protect them from disaster?"

Jiang Huai looked at God Liu with a surprised tone.

"Sir, please don't think too much. I don't mean to do that. When the great reckoning comes, all kings must face their own cause and effect. There is no such thing as letting others eliminate it for them.

I just feel a little sad. People think that the king is unfathomable, unattainable, and unseen, just like the sun in the vast starry sky, dazzling, noble, and majestic...

But in reality? What is the difference between him and the common people? The common people are struggling to cross the world, and the immortals are also seeking in the sea of ​​cause and effect..."

The woman's skin is as white as ice and jade, as bright as the moon. She lowered her eyes and her voice was soft and glutinous, like a yellow oriole out of the valley.

"It's the same. Even if you become an emperor, you can't really transcend it." Jiang Huai sighed, and his deep eyes were stained with a little strange brilliance.

"Can't the emperor transcend it?" The God of Willow was slightly startled, a little stunned, as if there was something behind his words, as if he knew a lot of secrets.

But she didn't ask.

She is not the real God of Willow, so what she wants in this life is naturally different.

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After coming down from the back mountain, Old Man Lin led a group of Immortal Kings back along the original route.

The village was full of various formations. If you were not a villager, you would be trapped in those formations if you were not careful. Outsiders needed someone to lead the way.

At this moment, a strong pressure wave from the same king came, and there were more than one.

The next moment.

At the corner of the bluestone road, a group of mighty figures with golden light patterns rippling all over their bodies came quickly.

"Hmm? It's them!"

King Pan was stunned as he glanced at Huo Heng Zang Wang and others. He was surprised.

He followed the group of Zang Wang when they wanted to bring an attack on the Holy Land. He saw with his own eyes that the group of Zang Wang was slapped away by the Lord of Liu Village. Why did they run into the village again?

Could it be that the group of Zang Wang surrendered to the Lord of Liu Village?

Otherwise, how could they be allowed to stay in this village?

But if it was really as he guessed.

Isn't it a bit too shocking?

The group of Zang Wang naturally discovered King Pan and others. The leader, Huo Heng, smiled and walked forward quickly. He looked very familiar and bowed directly: "Fellow Daoist Pan, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you here today."

"?"

For some reason, King Pan always felt that this sentence was a bit strange. He should be the one asking.

You Zang Wang, why don't you stay in the Zang Domain and come here?

Maybe it was too abrupt, but Pan Wang really couldn't help it.

Huo Heng Zang Wang smiled and said, "Alas, Brother Pan Wang, you are wrong. Liu Village is my home. Where else can it be but here?!"

"Huh?"

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The burial ground is quiet and deep. Looking around, it is gray.

It is as dead as the desolate universe in the sea of ​​stars, as if forgotten by time. There is a dull atmosphere in the air, as if even the wind is afraid to break the silence and quietly takes a detour.

The surrounding scenery is frozen in a still picture, like an old black and white photo. The occasional faint sound seems to come from a distant place, and will be quickly swallowed by the endless silence.

But at this moment.

A rustling sound of digging the earth suddenly sounded.

Those are two short earthen mounds.

One of the earthen mounds is constantly wriggling, which can be seen with the naked eye, as if something underneath wants to break out.

Then, a thin smoke rose from the top of the earthen mound. The next moment, the earthen mound directly split open. With a series of violent, bellows-like gasps, a pair of skinny hands suddenly emerged from under the mound.

It was an old Taoist priest with a little gray hair on his temples.

It was none other than Cao Yusheng.

In the long silence, the clothes on the other person's body had become tattered and covered with dirt and traces of time.

Clothes are just ordinary things after all, unable to withstand the erosion of long years. It is already of good quality that they have not been completely weathered.

Compared with hundreds of thousands of years ago, Cao Yusheng's appearance has become slightly younger, but he still has not broken through to become an immortal.

For him, that level is like a huge mountain that cannot be climbed.