A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Today's sunset is like blood. The brilliant red covers the entire sky, more brilliant than yesterday, as if telling an endless story.

The clouds on the horizon were dyed orange-red by the setting sun, like pieces of burning flames, giving people a shocking visual impact.

Emperor Yuxuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the setting sun in the distance. The scorching light seemed to reflect the ambitions and desires in his heart.

He was dressed in a gorgeous dragon robe, the golden threads of which sparkled in the afterglow of the setting sun, highlighting his dignity and majesty.

Emperor Yuxuan raised his chin slightly, his eyes revealing a kind of superiority and dominance, as if the whole world was under his control. At this moment, he heard Xiao Sizhe's movement, tilted his head slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. His brows slightly frowned, secretly annoyed in his heart that Xiao Sizhe was always so reckless.

Xiao Sizhe forgot about Emperor Yuxuan's existence and jumped directly into the coffin. Emperor Yuxuan frowned, anger surged in his heart, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if ready to explode at any time.

But when he heard Sikong Yan's inner voice, his anger instantly disappeared, and was replaced by uncontrollable ecstasy.

A crazy smile appeared on his face, his hands were shaking slightly, and he thought to himself: "I am the only one in this world who is supreme, and I am the only one who can live forever. Who dares not to obey me? Die!"

Every time after practicing a technique, Emperor Yuxuan couldn't wait to ask: "Is it over? Is it over?" His eyes were full of anxiety and desire, and his body leaned forward slightly, as if waiting for a crucial answer.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, showing his inner tension and anxiety. As long as Xiao Si Zhe said the word "finished", Emperor Yu Xuan immediately showed a fierce light in his eyes, raised his right hand suddenly, and a powerful force gathered in his palm, ready to turn Xiao Si Zhe into ashes at any time. His eyes were full of murderous intent, which made people shudder.

When Xiao Sizhe carefully wrote the word "and", Emperor Yuxuan showed an impatient look on his face.

He frowned and kept complaining, "Why is it so long? Why is it so long?" He was secretly annoyed and felt that this secret of longevity was too complicated.

He paced back and forth irritably, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly at his anger.

Xiao Si put down his pen, raised his chin slightly, and taught: "I have a warning! This longevity secret gets longer as you go on. Only those with patience and confidence can learn it! Don't think you are smart! Now I have copied down to the eighth secret. Have you learned the second secret? No!"

Xiao Sizha's eyes were full of doubt and disdain. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile.

When Emperor Yuxuan heard this, he felt unhappy. He straightened his body, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Didn't you teach me the second trick today? So I am learning the third trick now. These are internal training, which is a small matter for me. I am practicing the fourth trick!"

He felt that Xiao Si Zhe looked down on him, and a hint of anger appeared on his face. His eyes revealed a kind of confidence and pride, as if nothing could stump him.

"It's getting late, let's continue copying tomorrow! We haven't used up our lunch today!" Xiao Sizhui kept yawning, his face full of fatigue.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked listless. His stomach kept growling, as if protesting the long copying process. The rabbit's ears drooped, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

Emperor Yuxuan touched his stomach and found it was indeed deflated. He had forgotten to eat and sleep for the sake of the secret of longevity. He nodded slightly. Although he was unwilling in his heart, he also knew that it was not appropriate to force it at this time.

"Well, let's continue tomorrow! I'm afraid I'll be faster than you tomorrow!" Yu Xuandi smiled confidently, his eyes full of provocation. He folded his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was sure of victory.

Xiao Si Zha sneered, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile. "Don't worry, you will become an immortal after practicing the fourth trick!" There was a hint of mystery in his eyes, as if hinting at the difficulties ahead for Emperor Yuxuan. He shook his head slightly, secretly sighing at Emperor Yuxuan's arrogance.

The night was as dark as ink, shrouding the palace. The palace walls looked particularly solemn in the night, and the towering eaves cast long shadows under the weak moonlight. The palace walls were built of huge bluestones, exuding an ancient and majestic atmosphere.

Xiong Liuzhuang, a member of Yuxuan Emperor, had skipped a meal today because of the Changsheng Jue, but he did not feel anything wrong or uncomfortable. He stretched slowly, with a comfortable look on his face, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed to tell of his persistence and satisfaction with the Changsheng Jue.

He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe embroidered with lifelike golden dragons, which flickered faintly in the candlelight.

Afterwards, he walked back to the palace at a leisurely pace, quite happily. Every time he took a step, the carpet under his feet sank slightly, making a slight sound.

Returning to the palace, he gently closed the palace door and continued to practice his longevity secret. At this moment, his eyes were focused and determined, as if the whole world was only him and the mysterious longevity secret. He sat cross-legged, with his hands on his knees, breathing evenly and deeply. When he was practicing enthusiastically, eunuch Xiaoyi passed a message at the door.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Preceptor Meng Tonglu requests to see you." Eunuch Xiaoyi bowed his body slightly with a respectful look on his face. Although his voice was not loud, it was particularly clear in the silent night.

Emperor Yuxuan frowned, and a feeling of annoyance surged in his heart. He thought to himself: This Meng Tonglu is really annoying. I am practicing the art of longevity, so I don't have time to see him.

With an impatient look on his face, he replied coldly: "No!" Emperor Yuxuan's brows were tightly furrowed, like two tangled caterpillars.

Outside the door, Meng Tonglu's anxious voice came. His face was full of worry, his hands kept rubbing, and his eyes were full of worry.

He was wearing a purple official robe embroidered with exquisite patterns, but it looked a little messy due to his anxiety.

He was extremely anxious. His wife was seriously ill and he wanted to see his daughter, the Concubine, but the Concubine was nowhere to be found. What should he do? Meng Tonglu was both afraid and annoyed with Emperor Yuxuan. This emperor was only thinking about his secret of longevity and was so indifferent to his subjects' requests. But he did not dare to get angry. After all, the emperor's power was unpredictable.

"Your Majesty, my wife has fallen ill today and wants to see my daughter, the Concubine. I beg Your Majesty to grant her mercy and allow the Concubine to return to her parents' home." Meng Tonglu's voice was trembling with deep anxiety.

Emperor Yuxuan was very impatient and interrupted him immediately, shouting angrily: "Just go to Feiluan Palace to ask for it yourself, why are you bothering me? Don't think that I dare not punish you just because you are the father-in-law of the emperor!"

Emperor Yuxuan was furious. He felt that Meng Tonglu was deliberately disturbing him from practicing the Art of Immortality. These officials were always ignorant of the seriousness of the situation. Emperor Yuxuan's eyes widened with anger.