Chapter 172 The strong men in the world rush to see the immortals

In the Shangqing Palace, countless disciples ran out of the room and looked at the cloud whales in the sky. They were all afraid and couldn't keep their mouths shut.

"That's Kunpeng in the sea of ​​clouds? Why did it show its true form?"

"It seems that on the immortal's birthday, anyone who ascends to the sky on Yunhai Kunpeng can participate. That immortal? I don't know if I can go up by helicopter. Helicopters were able to go up when I was fighting for Yunguo."

"Isn't it said that the birthday of a living immortal is held secretly?"

Suddenly someone looked suspicious, obviously knowing some inside information. The birthday of the living immortal is not a secret in itself. It is inevitably leaked when selecting personnel within the government. Of course, it only leaks the specific location of the news itself, what the gift is, and the living immortal.

Their identities are all confidential.

At least for monks like them who don't even have golden elixirs, great powers are very mysterious, especially living immortals. There is no other way to know about living immortals except through the autobiographies of other great powers.

"Senior brother, do you know anything?"

The eyes of the brothers and sisters around him suddenly shone, and 5 of the 10 people present had their mobile phone wallpapers showing the living immortals from "The Road to Immortality".

The man shook his head and replied: "I just heard that recently there are selections of gift-givers in various regions. My friends in Qin told me about this, and whoever wins the battle will go. We don't

If I receive any news, there is a high probability that it has already been confirmed."

Suddenly, there was a bright glow on the top of the Shangqing Palace. The disciples of Shangqing Palace looked up and saw a Taoist leaving in the glow.

More than a dozen elders of the Shangqing Palace stood in mid-air, and some who were in retreat also came out urgently.

Everyone looked at the Yunjian City held up by Kunpeng and the sea of ​​clouds, soaring in the sky, towering over the entire China, and even the world. There was no need for too many embellishments, simply thinking about the town-state level of the entire China gathered on top of this behemoth.

Incredibly awe-inspiring.

"There are living immortals, sword immortals, flying generals, sect masters, world-transcending masters, etc. all at the national level. There are five of them just based on their previous life's deity cultivation. It's really a feast."

Qing Xuzi couldn't help but sigh, then his eyes moved slightly and he said: "Dear fellow disciples, we cannot let the headmaster go alone,"

"It makes sense. We should also elect a representative to show our Shangqing Palace's solemnity towards the immortals."

"Senior Brother Qingxuzi is still thoughtful."

This statement immediately won the approval of all the elders, and then everyone said in unison: "I have to recommend myself."

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Everyone looked at each other and saw what the other person wanted to do.

"Brothers, don't argue. It's better for me to do this." Qing Xuzi said, "The living immortal has told me that I should be allowed to do it."

Does your so-called guidance mean being slapped away?

The next moment, one of them suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew away into the distance. The others were shocked and quickly followed.

"The old bastard actually ran away!"

"But those who reach heaven will get it. Brothers and sisters, you should all rely on your abilities!"

Farther away, countless powerful men rose into the sky, and people in the city only saw streams of light flying backwards, flying towards the ancient city in the sky.

The so-called birthday is not important. What is important is the gathering attended by countless top powerhouses. These people are among the top people in China and even the world. Meeting any of them is a great opportunity. Not to mention the benefits of this matter itself.

Going out is enough to brag about it. Maybe a living immortal will rise up to preach to them. That would be a great opportunity.

Both the strong men of the sect and the powerful hermits are very interested in this banquet. Just like the Guanghan Banquet in the previous life, it is not for the banquet itself, but for those who participate in the banquet.

Especially as the number of people in the back increased, a siphon effect eventually occurred, gathering almost all the powerful people with names. At a banquet attended by all the powerful people in the world, few people could hold back their temper and not go.

A ray of clear light entered the sea of ​​clouds, Taoist Qingxuan arrived first, and then a familiar aura appeared behind him.

A monk with a skinny face appeared behind him at some point. Taoist Qingxuan was slightly surprised and asked: "Bald Donkey, your moving skills have improved again? Could it be that the Three-Inch Palm has been refined to the transformation state?"

Qingxuan is also good at the art of teleportation, but any method has its own level. In the immortal era, the three-inch palm that can transform into the human world is the most amazing space magical power. This magical power is extremely difficult to learn, and even monks and Taoists can't practice it.

Transformation environment.

Only living immortals have practiced Three-Inch Palm to the state of transformation, and may even have introduced new techniques.

"Amitabha, the Immortal has granted Bodhi a little enlightenment." Monk Dushi replied. As he spoke, he took out the glass bead from his neck and waved it in front of Qingxuan.

"Hey, I wanted to suppress the Bodhi Realm on my own. Unfortunately, my skills are not as good as others, so in the end I let the Immortal take action."

You damn bald donkey, you still act like a good boy when you get an advantage!

Qingxuan cursed secretly in his heart.

From his Taoist practice, we can naturally see that this Bodhi Realm is a great opportunity for the Shushu monks. As long as they can fully realize it, their cultivation can be greatly improved, and they may even be able to reach the peak of spiritual transformation. At their current level of cultivation,

It is no longer about refining qi, they need an opportunity, a deeper understanding of the world.

The monk who crossed the world has been saving the Bodhi Realm in his previous life, but the foundation of the Bodhi Realm is so profound that he only suppressed it after his death, so that the Bodhi Realm is not completely out of control like the Demon Abyss. Now due to reincarnation, the Bodhi Realm has been forcibly split into pieces.

, the difficulty is much less than in the previous life.

And with the suppression of the immortal chief, the great road can be achieved.

Is this the benefit of a flattering autobiography? It seems that Pindao has also begun to consider writing an autobiography. But it seems that many deeds of immortals have been written down by monks and rabbits, so I have to find another way out.

Qingxuan thought to himself, and then a clear and lively voice came into his ears.

"Little Taoist priest and little monk, don't reveal my identity later. I am now the maid of the immortal. If you ruin my plan, I will never end it with you!"

When the two looked at each other, they were still the same cowardly rabbit.

"Bald Donkey, what do you think?"

"Close your eyes and watch."

I have no interest in this aspect in this life, and love has nothing to do with me. I lowered my head slightly and recited a Dharma chant, saying: "The fate of the past life, the fruit of the past life, I think it is better for the immortal to let it go, so as not to be hurt by love in the end."

"I suggest you go in and talk about it." Qingxuan's interest suddenly rose and he encouraged: "I heard that the sword immortal and the flying general had a very fierce fight, which caused the local government to come to me twice in a row. You old bald donkey should not have even done it once.

Have you been there? I think this is a very good opportunity to help the immortal drive away those two women."

The old monk's face stiffened, and he shook his head and said, "It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs, so a poor monk will not say much."

He was just giving an opinion. If he really said it, he would be beaten. That swordsman was more powerful than him. When the time came, he would pick up his sword and chop him. Even if he could beat him, it would be difficult to fight back. If he was injured, he would be beaten again.

Go into the soil.

When facing those two beauties, the immortal's palms and backs were full of flesh, and he would serve them with slaps.

"Tsk..."

Seeing that the monk didn't have the guts, Qingxuan lost interest and walked into the hall first.

It was still the familiar White Jade Palace, with an ordinary man sitting on the main seat, and on the left and right were flying generals and swordsmen with their own merits.

Down to the left, regional flags are erected, representing the government of the entire China.

Qingxuan and Toshi were looking at the people in the hall, and others were also looking at them. Representatives from each region knew in their hearts that the arrival of these two town-level officials was expected.

Taoist Qingxuan bowed his hands in front of the throne and saluted: "The poor Taoist Qingxuan congratulates the immortal."

"Amitabha."

The skinny-faced monk who passed away also bowed his hands and said, "The poor monk passed away to congratulate the immortal."

Li Yi nodded slightly and the two of them took their seats.

At this moment, all the towns and states in China have arrived, and representatives of the six countries are also sitting on the left.

Zhao Si looked at everyone present, his hands were shaking with excitement, and he wanted to take out his phone to take a photo. At this moment, he was shouting in his heart: Brother Yi is awesome!

Sure enough, the so-called low-key actions are all lies. As far as Brother Yi's identity is concerned, God will not allow him to keep a low profile. Look at the people here. All the towns and state-level representatives in China, all the government representatives in China, everyone present can tell

Represents the entire China.

As Lu Haochu said, the thing itself is not important, what is important is the people participating in this birthday.

The third person who entered the hall was a man in his 20s, with bags under his eyes and black eyes, as if he was always sleepy.

The representatives from the Six Nations looked at this man in surprise. Anyone who could come here was not an ordinary person. They had no impression of the man in front of them, and there was no information in the government. He was obviously a powerful person who was deeply hidden.

Zhao Si leaned towards Lu Haochu next to him and asked in a low voice: "Which great practitioner is this?"

"I don't know him." Lu Haochu kept searching through the memories in his mind, but there was still no information about this person.

Either he has been disguised, or he is a real hermit. Considering that this is the birthday of the immortal, it is most likely the latter, otherwise it would be a bit too rude.

The current attitude towards the hermit government is not to provoke hermits as much as possible. The government and the reincarnation are not binary opposites. As long as the other party does not destroy the social order and does not shake the government's dominance, there is no need to provoke the other party.

Sometimes reincarnated people kill people and the government can turn a blind eye, but those who are wanted are too arrogant and do not cover up at all, causing extremely bad effects.

Several town-level officials also looked at the person in front of them with great interest, and they noticed a familiar aura from this person.

Changchun Gong and Yang Shen.

The former is not a rare thing, people all over the world are learning Changchun Gong, but the latter is Li Yi's unique spiritual power.

Soon their eyes showed a little surprise that they couldn't see through this person's soul.

This person was Wang Huan. Originally he was too embarrassed to see the immortal again. Perhaps the immortal had forgiven him and he had not done evil again in this life, but there was still a hurdle in his heart.

Even now, the memories of those incarnations are still haunting him. Whenever he closes his eyes, all the memories will come flooding back. The people they killed and the evil they did are all vividly in his mind.

The only difference is that now he doesn't run away.
To be continued...