Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

The man that Uncle Yang saved casually never saw the person in the scroll appear until his death, and could only place his hope on his son Emperor Xin.

Twenty years passed in a flash. The man halfway up the mountain thought he had learned enough, so he prepared to cross the snow mountain to go to the immortal to learn more advanced magic.

Brother Zhang, A and B watched the people who thought they had learned a lot, packing their bags and preparing to cross the snow-capped mountains, and just watched coldly.

After all, they are not from the same village. The most he can do is help them clean their wounds when they are injured, but if there are more people, they will not help him. After all, people's hearts are hidden, and no one knows whether they will turn around and kill them in order to monopolize the immortal magic.

Uncle Yang is protecting his little prince's jade bead. His little prince is now practicing in seclusion inside the jade bead and no one knows when he will come out.

The water mirror at the side showed a group of people crossing the snow mountain and coming towards him, while a team of soldiers came from the foot of the snow mountain. The people coming towards the snow mountain did not attract Uncle Yang's attention, but the team of soldiers at the foot of the snow mountain attracted Uncle Yang's attention.

After all, in this era of supreme royal power, no prince or minister could use the royal totem.

The mysterious bird of destiny descends and gives birth to Shang.

The person coming should be the king of this generation. Uncle Yang dragged the water mirror and observed the army carefully.

The old man riding the black unicorn in the army was talking to the man who led the villagers into the mountains to pay homage to him many years ago.

The leader shook his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Grand Master, no, you can't do that. He is an immortal. Common people don't dare to disturb an immortal's meditation on their own initiative." The leading common people knelt on the ground and begged Grand Master Wen.

"How dare you, a commoner, disobey my order?"

Emperor Xin sat in the chariot, looking at the common people kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Master Wen who was blowing his beard and glaring.

"Father, since they are unwilling to take us up, then we will go up by ourselves."

Master Wen snorted fiercely, turned his head and returned to Emperor Xin.

The army marched towards the snow-capped mountains.

Jia Yi Zhang and others who are still halfway up the mountain are enjoying a rare leisure time. Moreover, studying here in recent years is the most leisurely and comfortable time for them. They don't have to face the loess and work day and night, they don't have to worry about not having enough food, and they don't have to worry about night attacks by wild beasts in the mountains.

The only thing they have to worry about is that they are not diligent enough and don’t work hard enough, and that when they meet the immortal who provides them with various resources in the future, they will not meet the immortal’s requirements.

Moreover, they also found that their appearance had not changed at all over the years, they had never aged or had any illness, and they lived here in good health.

"Come on, everyone. We will see the immortal soon. When the time comes, we will be appointed as officials in the imperial court, and we will have three wives and four concubines waiting for us."

The group of people who crossed the snow-capped mountains were encouraged by the words of their leader. When they heard that they could have three wives and four concubines, gold, silver, and jewelry, and become an official, which they had never dared to think of before, they were so excited that they did not feel the coldness of the snow-capped mountains at all.

A man walked out from behind the leader.

"Shen, do we really want to do this? After all, they have been following us for so long."

"What are you afraid of? Don't you want to live forever? Once we achieve immortality, what else can we not get? Even the king of the Shang Dynasty will have to listen to us from now on."

The man called Shen glanced at the hesitant man behind him and said something like "longevity".

Uncle Yang's water mirror just happened to capture their figures, but they didn't expect Uncle Yang to hear them.

Uncle Yang frowned as he looked at the two people who were discussing immortality. He cast a spell to trace back the years the two had spent halfway up the mountain, watching their past frame by frame.

Suddenly, when the man named Chen was practicing martial arts outside the small building five years ago, he seemed to be bewitched and ran straight into the forest. After entering the forest, the water mirror could not detect anything. However, when the man named Chen appeared again, he began to immerse himself in the classics about the way of immortality in the building.

Unfortunately, the books on the method of longevity in the building were all glossed over and were of no use at all. However, this gave this man an inappropriate idea. He copied down these books one by one, intending to pass them on to the person who bewitched him in the forest. As a result, after he copied them down, the copied books disappeared one by one as soon as he walked out of the small building.

Shen's abnormal behavior was noticed by the man next to him. One day he couldn't help it, so he asked Shen what he was doing?

Shen, however, was like a crazy prisoner, saying that he had discovered a way to immortality. As long as he followed what that person said, he would be able to achieve immortality. By then, all the immortals and kings would have to listen to him.

The man looked at Shen who was falling into madness and didn't know what to say. However, he didn't want him to continue sinking. He could only follow him and watch him to prevent him from going any further in madness.

"Chen, if you don't restrain yourself, others will find out. Do you want your immortality to fail?" The man's bewitching words reached Shen's ears, and Shen suddenly woke up.

Then, Shen began his series of operations, bewitching everyone who was also tired of staying halfway up the mountain to go to the snow mountain together.

Shui Jing's flashback ended here. Uncle Yang looked at the man named Chen, the man who appeared inexplicably beside him, and the man in the mountains who bewitched him. Everything seemed so weird.

But now, his little prince needs someone by his side, and he is too busy to go and investigate. But Uncle Yang felt that the group of people crossing the snow mountain could not be the guardian of his little prince, so he refused to let them go up the mountain from the bottom of his heart.

Uncle Yang hid the jade beads in his sleeves, flew to the top of the snow mountain, looked at the people below who were like ants, and when he raised his hand, an avalanche roared down. By the time the pedestrians noticed it, the roaring avalanche was already close at hand, and before they could escape, they were covered by the heavy snow.

Uncle Yang looked at the people covered in snow, and after confirming again and again that they had no signs of life, he left and came to the small building halfway up the mountain.

It just so happened that Emperor Xin's army also arrived halfway up the mountain at this time.

Uncle Yang looked at Emperor Xin on the chariot and Grand Master Wen riding on the black unicorn. While Uncle Yang was observing the two, Emperor Xin and Grand Master Wen were also observing Uncle Yang.

Emperor Xin got off the chariot, and Master Wen got off the Black Unicorn and came to Uncle Yang. The people in the small building wanted to stop them, but were stopped by Uncle Yang.

"You guys wait here, I have something to talk to them. Don't let anyone get close." After saying that, Uncle Yang turned around and walked into the small building, regardless of whether Emperor Xin and Grand Master Wen agreed or not.

Emperor Xin and Master Wen looked at each other and stepped into the three-story building that was said to have been built by an immortal with a wave of his hand.

"What are you guys here for?"

"It is said that an immortal will come to Changbai. My father wanted to come and look for him, but he was distracted by state affairs and never had a chance to meet him in his entire life."

"Is your father the one holding the scroll and the lotus jade pendant?"

"It's my father." Emperor Xin nodded. It was indeed his father. He saw an immortal when he was young, but he never saw an immortal again in his entire life. What a pity and how ridiculous.

"Then why did you come to Changbai today?"

"We only come here to formally pay homage to the immortal, which is also to fulfill my father's last wish." Although Emperor Xin was arrogant, he still restrained himself in front of the immortal who possessed extraordinary powers.

"Emperor Xin, all you have to do in your life is to prepare wedding dresses for others, and you will even bear the eternal infamy after your death. If you reach the end of your rope, you can bring your loyal subordinates to the snow mountain to seek refuge." Uncle Yang saw the future life of Emperor Xin and kindly reminded Emperor Xin.

After all, if he can listen to advice, he will become a helper to his little prince in the future. If he does not listen to advice, he will not lose anything.

"Thank you for your guidance, Immortal."

Emperor Xin and Master Wen did not stay here for long. Emperor Xin had just ascended the throne and there were still many important matters left to deal with in the court. In addition, there was a dispute in Beihai, so Master Wen took part of the army to Beihai to suppress it.

Uncle Yang looked at the two people leaving and called the people outside to come in.

"You will stay with me from now on." Uncle Yang looked at the three remaining people, frowned, and thought again, "But from now on, you must think clearly. Once you stay with me, your relatives at the foot of the mountain will no longer be on the same path with you."

Zhang Jiayi and the other two looked at each other and agreed to Uncle Yang's request without any hesitation.

"My surname is Yang. I am a puppet created by the little prince's father. From today on, your first task is to protect the little prince." Uncle Yang brought the three of them to the gate.

The three of them looked at the endless gate and suddenly felt a sharp pain in their eyes. Uncle Yang waved his hand and hit them on the head.

"This bronze door was made by Daozu himself. You dare to stare at him? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"Please forgive me, Immortal. Please atone my sins." The three knelt down and begged the Immortal to forgive them.

"Get up and follow me in. But now I am the one leading you in. From now on, you will need not only the key but also bloodline power to enter. If you only have one of the two, you will be attacked indiscriminately by the formation inside."

"I wonder what the key the immortal mentioned is? What is the key to the main door?" Zhang was the leader of the three and asked first.

"When the blood arrives, I will help you absorb it. The key can only be given to one person, and the others are not allowed to know it."

The three followed Uncle Yang to the mansion in the deepest part of the cave. They looked at the flowers, plants and trees all over the ground, as well as the gold and silver piled up randomly not far away.

"Come with me first." Uncle Yang pointed at the leader Zhang and asked him to go in, while A and B stayed outside.

"These three bloods are obtained by your other father from the three clans. Feel for yourself which blood attracts you the most, or which blood can mobilize the blood in your body."

Zhang walked in front of the three huge pools of blood, closed his eyes and felt the blood pulling him. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing in front of a pool of blood.

"It turned out to be the blood of the auspicious beast Qilin. Perhaps it was destined."

Uncle Yang cast a spell to draw a small amount of Qilin blood, asked Zhang to close his eyes and lie on the ground, and let the Qilin blood enter Zhang's body through the cut on his skin. Zhang wailed in pain.

“You don’t want all these years of hard work to go to waste, do you? You can’t give up halfway. You must rely on yourself to absorb and conquer it.” Uncle Yang put his hands behind his back and spoke sternly to remind Zhang who was lying on the ground.

After hearing Uncle Yang's words, Zhang thought about his efforts over the years and the immortal's recognition, and finally conquered the Qilin bloodline by himself, which was eventually completely absorbed by him.

A pattern of a unicorn stepping on auspicious clouds appeared on Zhang's left shoulder. He looked completely different from before, and his muscular lines were incomparable to his previous martial arts training.

"Since you have become the owner of the Qilin bloodline, I should also tell you about our origins."

Uncle Yang looked at Zhang, who looked refreshed, and planned to tell him their story.

"We are from outside the domain. Your Highness has come here to solve a problem at the request of this Heavenly Dao. I am not in a position to describe the problem to you. You only need to know that your future mission is to guard Changbai Mountain and not allow anyone to inquire about any news about the Changbai Mountain Bronze Gate."

"So should I continue to guard the village halfway up the mountain or at the foot of the mountain?"

"You continue to guard the hillside. That small building will be your territory from now on. But you can't do it alone. You need to gather people as soon as possible and bring them to me so that they can become your people. But remember, only those who have passed the state of knowing the mind can possess the Qilin bloodline."

Uncle Yang sent the man down the hillside, along with the key to the main gate. Zhang looked at the two dark green jades in his hand, two square jades.