The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Ouyang kept talking about not being involved in cause and effect, but he didn't expect that he would also be deeply involved in it when he first arrived in the human world.

However, although there is no need to provoke things like cause and effect, there is no need to be afraid of them.

At least Ouyang, who is at the ninth level of Qi training, is not afraid of affecting the improvement of his realm? Laughing to death, it has no influence at all.

Ouyang, who stood there with a calm tone, made all the guards nervous. They felt greater pressure from Ouyang than hundreds of bandits.

It seemed as if the young man in front of him could kill them all with just a raise of his hand.

Ouyang took a step forward, and the guards were so frightened that they all backed away. Some even couldn't hold their weapons steady.

"When immortals come to the world, can they bully ordinary people like us at will?" An old man's voice came from the carriage.

An old man in a yellow-gray robe walked out with the support of a young man and looked at Ouyang sharply.

The old man actually saw that he was a practitioner, but he still dared to stand there and preach without shame.

Ouyang sneered and raised his hand, ready to teach this boastful old man a lesson.

But Wang Ming hurriedly came over, stood in front of the old man and said, "Boss Ouyang, Mr. Xie is going to the capital to help us!"

"I thank Chongyang, Lord of Maple Leaf City!" the old man said, cupping his hands towards Ouyang.

The young man supporting the old man was dressed in a scholar's uniform and looked at Ouyang and Ouyang curiously. He had heard about the so-called immortals from storytellers and books, so he was naturally a little more curious for the first time.

Ouyang did not introduce himself, but looked at the old man and said with an indifferent expression: "Lord of Maple Leaf City? How did my master make an agreement with you?"

The old man gave a bitter smile and said in a harsh voice: "The Immortal ensures that Maple Leaf City has good weather. In exchange, Maple City City guarantees their safety."

"So, Maple Leaf City has had good weather for more than ten years, do you think your virtue is enough?" Ouyang took a step forward, and the pressure of the cultivator rushed towards the old man.

The already old body trembled slightly in front of such violent heaven and earth energy, and almost sat down on the ground.

The young man next to the old man looked at Ouyang coldly and said loudly: "You are silent, you have strange power and chaos!"

A streak of milky-white Haoran righteousness instantly stood in front of him and Ouyang, blocking the violent energy of heaven and earth for the old man.

Ouyang glanced at the young man next to the old man. He seemed to be about twenty years old, but he actually read with a righteousness that even some great Confucians could not read?

To a mortal, Ouyang's system did not see any attribute panel for the young man in front of him. Even if it could read some awe-inspiring righteousness, to a practitioner, he was just the best among mortals and could be killed with a backhand. Just bigger ants.

Xie Chongyang patted the young man who was supporting him, stabilized his body, and said to Ouyang, "This matter is my fault in Maple Leaf City, so I decided to go to the Imperial City to ask my emperor for an explanation."

Hearing what Xie Chongyang said, Ouyang's attitude slowed down a little. He frowned and looked at Xie Chongyang and said, "What's going on?"

Xie Chongyang looked at Leng Qingsong beside Ouyang, raised his hand and pointed at the carriage and said, "I have something to ask the immortal to come into the carriage to talk about."

As if there was something deeply hidden, Ouyang glanced at Leng Qingsong beside him.

Leng Qingsong, holding the sword in both hands, stood there unable to stop his desire to kill, and the sword intent in his body was ready to come out at any time.

Ouyang patted Leng Qingsong, signaling his second brother to calm down a little, then waved his hand towards the tree, Hu Tu jumped down from the tree, hid behind Ouyang, and carefully stretched his head to look at the person in front of him.

Are these the people in the human world that grandpa mentioned?

I feel so weak, but there is an aura that makes me hate it, especially the young man wearing a scholar's uniform, who has an aura that makes me feel very uncomfortable.

For demons, the unique righteousness of the human race has a natural suppression.

A few people got on the carriage. Xie Chongyang in the carriage hesitated for a moment, looked at Leng Qingsong, then cupped his hands towards Ouyang and said, "I wonder how old the two immortals are?"

Ouyang frowned, not knowing what kind of medicine the old man in front of him bought in his gourd, but he still said: "I am seventeen, he is fifteen!"

"I'm five years old!" Hu Tutu stretched out a palm and said proudly.

After listening to Ouyang's words, Xie Chongyang turned to look at Leng Qingsong and said, "Sir, I wonder if you have a piece of white semi-jade?"

Leng Qingsong was stunned for a moment when he heard Xie Chongyang's words, and his face suddenly turned ugly. Leng Qingsong whispered: "Have they found Maple Leaf City?"

Hearing Leng Qingsong's unreasonable answer, Xie Chongyang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Leng Qingsong respectfully.

Although he was polite and considerate when he faced an immortal like Ouyang just now, he was not as respectful as when he saw Leng Qingsong now.

Xie Chongyang nodded and bowed slightly and said: "Although you have been living in Maple Leaf City since you were a child, the Imperial City has never given up looking for you."

"Looking for me? Want to eradicate the root cause?" Leng Qingsong sneered and asked.

Xie Chongyang took out a piece of white semi-jade and said, "My emperor is too old. He has no children and now he just wants to see you."

"Hahaha, he has no children? When he killed so many of his sons, why didn't he think that he would have no children now?" Leng Qingsong laughed, then looked at Xie Chongyang with a straight face and refused.

Ouyang on the side was stunned. When his second son was three years old, he lived in Maple Leaf City and was picked up by him. He thought that his second son was an orphan like himself.

Unexpectedly, the second child actually has an extraordinary identity? It sounds like he is a relative of the emperor or something like that?

Xie Chongyang's face turned bright and he said: "In the spring of the twenty-seventh year of the Tang Dynasty, King Su conspired to rebel, involving tens of thousands of people. King Su's lineage was completely uprooted. In the Western tenth year of the Tang Dynasty, my emperor re-investigated old cases and served as King Su's To rehabilitate, my emperor personally issued an imperial edict, and tens of thousands of wronged souls were redressed."

Hearing Xie Chongyang speak slowly word for word, the expression on Leng Qingsong's face changed from sadness to a little relieved, and then he said with some sadness: "They are all dead, what's the point of redressing the injustice?"

Xie Chongyang bowed slightly to Leng Qingsong and said: "My emperor now has no children, and no one can match his authority. Alchemists are rampant in the imperial city. My emperor seeks the method of immortality. He has neglected the government, treacherous ministers are in power, and the government and the public are in a foul atmosphere. "

Leng Qingsong's eyes became fascinated and he said, "He is only looking for me to seek immortality?"

"Of course not, Your Highness, you are my emperor's only bloodline. If you can return to the imperial city, my emperor will definitely no longer pursue the path to immortality, and the turmoil in the country will stop!" Xie Chongyang looked at Leng Qingsong Said in a deep voice.

Leng Qingsong shook his head and said: "I am no longer a mortal, and mortal affairs have nothing to do with me. And it was he who took the initiative to rebel at his own fault."

Xie Chongyang's eyes became sharp, and he shouted to Leng Qingsong: "Are the hundreds of millions of people inferior to His Highness, Immortal Yongchang? You are the son of Prince Su, and you are the future Holy Emperor of our Tang Dynasty!"