Projection of heavens

Huhu~~~

A stream of air flowed down, and Hong Yi appeared in white clothes.

The void whines, as if there is a Taoist voice echoing, chanting the Book of Changes.

"Emotions are generous and long-lasting, trust in the emperor and integrity... unite the five mountains and eight spirits, communicate with the nine temples and the six gods..."

Listening to the wafting sound of childish reading, Hong Yi smiled slightly: "It's such a long-lost sound of reading..."

After smiling, Hong Yi flicked his clothes.

His arrival in this world was not long, but it was not short either. However, most of his time was spent in the gate of eternal life.

"Three Thousand Era, Three Thousand Avenues... What will the end of all eras look like? The Artifact Spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life, the Immortal King of Creation, the Original Demon Lord, the Hongmeng Taoist, and the Buddha, the King of Freedom in the World. ..."

Hong Yi withdrew his gaze.

Of course, he came to this world not only to find the source, but also to seek the Tao.

His way is not in ascetic practice, but in all living beings.

Now, it is the great time when ghosts and gods appear, dragons and snakes rise from the land, and he should be born.

"Use nine to see a group of dragons without a leader, good luck!"

Hong Yi smiled slightly and walked towards the Dali Dynasty.

His steps were neither slow nor slow, and his aura was calm, as if he had no cultivation at all. He walked like a young scholar on an outing.

The great world of eternal life has many worlds within it, countless to count.

The Xuanhuang World was once the first among the three thousand realms. Unfortunately, it plummeted because the World Tree that could penetrate all realms was cut off by the Saint King, the ancestor of the Gods.

The Dali Dynasty was inconspicuous, just one of the many secular dynasties governed by Yuhua Sect, one of the ten immortal sects.

In this world, mortals have always been just a number, just soil for cultivators.

Any magical monk from the Yuhua Sect who comes to the dynasty must be a guest. The emperor must treat him with courtesy and rank as a prince.

Before, when Fang Qingxue became a magical monk, the emperor immediately sent an envoy to confer him the title of princess.

And the messenger didn't even see Fang Qingxue's face.

The strict hierarchy is evident.

The capital of Dali Kingdom occupies a huge area, with approximately ten million people living in it. The city is high and prosperous, with a strong humane aura, but no dragon aura.

Hong Yi walked over, inconspicuous among the crowd.

"A hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum grass can prolong life, nourish the physical body, and assist in physical cultivation!"

"A long sword crafted from thousands of years of black iron. It is the sharpest. It is a treasure of protection and a treasure of fighting!"

"The imperial notice is posted. His Majesty is seriously ill and has spent a lot of money to seek life-saving medicine! If there is a medicine to prolong life, I can make him a king or a marquis!"

As soon as he entered the city, the boiling and noisy atmosphere hit his face.

It is very popular and prosperous, but unfortunately it has no dragon spirit.

"A Yin-Yang Longevity Pill from the Yuhua Sect can extend your life for a period of time. Why don't your Majesty ask for the medicine from the Yuhua Sect?"

Among the crowd gathered around the city wall, one person spoke in confusion.

The Dali Dynasty is a dynasty under the Yuhua Sect, but the leader of the country cannot even find a life-extending elixir?

"Haha! The Yuhua Sect is one of the top ten immortal sects in the world. How can the emperor of a mere country take it seriously?"

A tall middle-aged man sneered:

"Do you care about the lives of ants? In the eyes of the Immortal Sect, even the leader of a country is nothing more than an ant!"

"If you dare to criticize the Immortal Sect, you will die!"

His companion's expression changed and he scolded.

The onlookers also changed their expressions and hurriedly moved away from the middle-aged man.

"Haha! It's sad, it's sad! My Liu family has been herdsmen of the Immortal Sect for generations, but no one has ever achieved immortality. Even if I ask for a pill, I can't get it!"

When the middle-aged man saw this, he couldn't help laughing and said:

"Brother Emperor, Brother Emperor, what's the point of fighting for the throne between you and me?"

The middle-aged man's voice was as loud as thunder, and the sadness in it filled the area for miles.

"Yes, it's the third prince!"

"The third prince Liu Min, who was a strong contender for the crown prince at that time, lost his throne because he offended the Immortal Master of the Yuhua Sect!"

"How dare he come back?"

The onlookers were stunned.

Unexpectedly, the third prince who failed to compete for the throne twenty years ago and was reportedly killed by the Yuhua Sect Immortal Master would actually come back!

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone was afraid to avoid it.

Not far away, patrolling soldiers dared to come one after another, with their swords unsheathed and surrounding them.

"I'm here to send my royal brother on his way today. I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

The middle-aged man stopped laughing and shouted coldly:

"get out!"

The middle-aged man exhaled like thunder, shaking the area ten miles around.

Visible sound waves spread around him, sending everyone surrounding him flying away.

Amidst the screams one after another, the surrounding soldiers flew out one by one like scarecrows.

Boom!

The middle-aged man just shouted softly and ignored the people around him. He jumped up into the sky, pulled out a violent airflow, and rushed towards the palace.

"Supernatural power! This is magical power!"

Some people were shocked and speechless.

You know, something big is going to happen today!

boom!

Boom!

Just hearing bursts of thunder-like explosions, a thunderous sound of fighting came from the direction of the palace.

You can faintly see the airflow rushing wildly, and a flying sword streaking across the sky.

"Ah! Liu Min! You have cultivated to the Yuangang realm! How is that possible!"

Amidst the roar of the sword energy, a cry of surprise echoed.

"I joined the Desire-Destroying Demon Sect and renounced all love and righteousness to get to this day. You piece of shit, you're going to die!"

Liu Min roared continuously.

"You want to kill me, but you are delusional!"

The sword energy was clanking, the air flow was rolling, the two auras collided with each other, and the killing intention shook the whole city.

"The world of mortals is like a furnace, how many people are struggling..."

Hong Yi watched this scene quietly, feeling calm in his heart.

Based on his current state of mind, it would naturally not change due to this fight.

He didn't stop too much, and didn't care about the chaos around him. He walked toward the southeast, walked three hundred and forty steps, and went up to the inn.

The innkeeper was very strange.

This guest wanted to stay in the hotel during the day, but after nightfall, he came out and ordered a table of food and wine, and also told everyone to go to bed early and not to disturb him.

There was something fishy about his whereabouts.

However, this guest was generous, and the boss was happy to be quiet, so he went to bed early.

boom!

After an unknown amount of time, the window on the second floor of the inn was suddenly pushed open, and a man whose body was charred and black, with flesh and blood all over his body like an evil ghost broke in.

He closed the window first, and then spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Ahem! Immortal Gate, Immortal Gate! They're just a bunch of demons who knock bones and suck marrow!"

The charred black figure coughed up blood, but there was no pain on his face, only a trace of sadness.

After closing the window, the man turned around and looked at the young man who was drinking slowly and unhurriedly under the swaying candlelight:

"You are so brave!"

"You can't eat without words."

Hong Yi put down his chopsticks and said, "Here you go, take a seat!"

He was not surprised by this person's arrival, or in other words, he was waiting for this person's arrival.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The man was slightly startled. The young man in white was quite brave.

"Your Excellency killed one hundred and thirty-nine people from the Dali royal family in one day, almost wiping out all his blood relatives. You are quite murderous."

Hong Yi held a glass of wine and said:

"It's a pity, I'm not afraid."

This person is Liu Min in the daytime, a monk from the Demon Sect, a monk with the third level of magical power.

However, not to mention magical powers, even if he lives forever, becomes an immortal, and a person in the realm of the Heavenly King comes here, he will not be afraid.

"The Liu family can be destroyed now!"

A trace of pain flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, he walked to the opposite side of Hong Yi and sat down.

By this time, he naturally knew that the young man in front of him was no longer a mortal.

A mortal would not know what he had done before, let alone how many people he had killed, because he did not even notice.

Obviously, the young man was waiting for him.

"Dali Dynasty......"

The middle-aged man picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp before telling his story.

"There's no need to tell lies. I'm not interested in hearing the truth either."

Hong Yi raised his hand to stop the middle-aged man's words.

He had no interest in hearing or understanding Liu's love and hatred.

"Then what do you mean by waiting here?"

The middle-aged man was a little confused.

"I want a promise from you."

Hong Yi put down his wine glass and said calmly: "In return, I can give you a pill, which can heal your injuries and make breakthroughs in your cultivation."

"Liu is about to die, what's the use of making promises?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly, the flesh and blood flying on his face swaying, looking extremely ferocious.

Hong Yi remained silent, waiting for his answer.

"Forget it, if you have anything to ask for, Mr. Liu will agree to it!"

The middle-aged man really couldn't imagine any other promise he could make that was more important than his own life, even though he had no intention of living in the first place.

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Hong Yi lightly drew his finger in the void, and a pill fell from the void:

"This elixir can heal your injuries and make you an immortal monk."

"Immortal monk?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he looked at the unattractive elixir with some disbelief: "Are you talking about the secret realm of immortality?"

He simply couldn't believe what Hong Yi said.

The elixir that allows people to break through the secret realm of immortality is so precious. Not to mention that he is not the emperor of the Dali Dynasty. Even if he is, the Dali Dynasty is not worth one percent of this elixir!

All the secular dynasties in the entire world combined are not worth a pill that can allow people to break through the secret realm of immortality!

"Believe it or not, that's your business."

Hong Yi didn't argue, he just picked up the elixir and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Whether it's true or not, Liu will agree to this promise based on your farewell drink."

The middle-aged man spoke directly without thinking.

The Dali Dynasty has long been unimportant to him, not to mention that he has no possibility of becoming the emperor of Dali.

Even if he survives, what awaits him will be the Yuhua Sect’s pursuit.

Hong Yi nodded and flew out the pill.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to take it, looked at Hong Yi, and couldn't help but said: "With your strength, you can only take over a country, so why bother?"

"This is my business."

Hong Yi stood up calmly and walked slowly towards the bottom of the restaurant.

"Dare I ask your name?"

Liu Min held the elixir, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and asked.

"The surname is Gu..."

Hong Yi kept walking and casually gave a false name:

"Ming Ta Immortal!"

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