I am immortal

At the first moment, the young Jade Emperor felt as if he could not control his body. The turbulent emotions were like a drop of ink dripping on a white paper, and then hundreds of experiences passed through his body. Many bitter images emerged, piercing into his mind like a chisel, causing his emotions to sway.

The young Jade Emperor's emotional threshold was directly shattered by the slight influence of his other selves in the past eight thousand years.

The kind that he couldn't control even if he wanted to.

Qi Wuhuo asked in confusion: "Xiao Yu?"

"Or Xiaoyu?"

Empress Houtu glanced past Qi Wuhuo, and saw the young Jade Emperor who seemed to be completely unable to control his past emotions. The pupils of Houtu Emperor shrank slightly, and there was a turbulent wave in his heart, but he stabilized himself, and then said in a gentle tone : "...It seems that the child was exhausted after coming here. Since we met, it was fate."

"Wu Huo, please invite him in."

The young Taoist had this idea, so he invited the young man to enter.

At this moment, he tried his best to control the emotions in his heart and soul, which seemed to be surging like a wave. The Jade Emperor said:

"I made you two laugh... I am from Xia Zhongzhou. My surname is... Zhang and my given name is Xiaoyu."

"This sky is the sky where the clouds are above."

The sky is above, the jade is pure.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the young man in front of him, and then subconsciously looked at the direction of the sky.

Could it be that……

An idea came to Qi Wuhuo's mind and he suppressed it immediately.

No, that can't be the case.

How could the Jade Emperor be a teenager?

Qi Wuzhuo exchanged names, and while making some food, he asked, "So, why is Brother Zhang here? Do you still remember the past?" In response to Qi Wuzhuo's question, Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head honestly and said with a smile:

"Well...Brother Qi, I really don't remember it. I just came here after a bumpy journey. Suddenly I thought that I had forgotten many things in the past. I never saw my old friends before, and I never saw anyone who came after. And the surrounding wilderness and ridges, the jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains, here... He is in danger, and he will be devoured by tigers, leopards and wolves at some point.”

"When I was panicking and sad, I saw a house and the sound of people."

"I couldn't control the joy in my heart and cried loudly, which made Brother Qi and... this sister laugh."

The Jade Emperor looked at the Houtu Emperor over there.

The voice paused.

I honestly changed my name.

Houtu Huangdi only raised his eyes slightly and said with a smile:

"What a sweet-tongued young man."

"Wu Huo can't do it. He can't even call me a queen."

The young Taoist paused for a moment and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu over there. He didn't expect that this young man could be so sweet-tongued and talkative. He looked different from the one who could cry just now. Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the Empress of the Hou Tu Emperor in front of her. Seeing the latter looking at him half-smiling but not smiling, his scalp felt slightly numb.

He is not the Haotian who once fought with Hou Tu in all directions, but a blank consciousness that was only born for a month.

Yu's pressure is still very strong.

Especially to a certain extent, it can be regarded as the inaction of ‘himself’ that led to the rebellion of the emperor.

‘The appointment with Haotian is a thing of the past’

These eight words written on the jade plaque by the last one were now shining on Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead. After saying these words, he directly led the officials from all over the mountains, lakes and seas to brazenly betray the power of heaven. Now he was sitting across from him, looking at himself up and down with a graceful and elegant smile.

Zhang Xiaoyu took a breath and thought hard with his one-month-old consciousness.

Facing the gaze of Queen Houtu, he stood up, turned around, with a bright smile on his face, and said:

"Brother Qi, let me help you!"

He walked over with stiff steps and helped Qi Wuhuo wash rice and wash vegetables.

Then with a movement of his wrist, the vegetables in his hand turned directly into mashed radish. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. When he went to wash the rice, he gave it a backhand. The young Taoist bought it back. The pottery specially used for washing rice directly turned into several petals. Huo turned his head, looked at the helpless Zhang Xiaoyu over there, and said, "It's okay, Brother Zhang wasn't injured, was he?"

Zhang Xiaoyu forced a smile and said, "Well, I'm lucky, I wasn't injured."

The sharp point just now brushed against Zhang Xiaoyu's palm, and then turned into powder.

Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the broom, intending to clean up all the things he had knocked down and messed up. He took a deep breath, and then controlled his power to sweep. With just one push, there was a click, and the broom knitted by Qi Wuhuo in his hand came directly from the middle. After breaking off, the piece of pottery flew far away, drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell into the river.

boom! ! !

Like a rock falling from a mountain, large waves were created, and ripples rippled to the left and right.

A river god crawled out of the water, with a bump on his bare head, and he was furious:

"who?!"

"who is it?!"

"Who?! Who the hell threw something over here from the mountain?!"

"Stand up!!! If your Grandpa River God doesn't teach you the consequences of throwing things away today, you won't know how to write the word "river"! Come out!!!"

The angry voice of the River God was passed around, and Zhang Xiaoyu looked at his hands.

He finally realized that no matter how hard he failed to match his martial body, the strength he unleashed was still too powerful. Mortal things would break when touched. He raised his head and said apologetically: "Here, Brother Qi, I... ..." Seeing the young Taoist looking at him thoughtfully, Zhang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and the young Taoist said: "I see, Brother Zhang, you should be a practitioner."

"The cultivation level is not weak."

"But I can't even control my own strength."

"I have indeed lost my memory."

If it's the Jade Emperor, it's impossible for the Jade Emperor to be unable to control his own power. It's probably because I'm overthinking it.

but……

The young Taoist looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, and a thunderous light flashed in his mind.

[The Jade Emperor is ill].

What if this illness means that I have lost control of my cultivation and cannot restrain the ambitions of many immortals and gods?

Zhang Xiaoyu's heart felt as if he had been stabbed by a sword.

Fortunately, Qi Wuhuo seemed to trust Empress Houtu's judgment, and did not seem to doubt the amnesia.

Zhang Xiaoyu simply agreed and said with a smile:

"Yeah...ha, haha, it makes you laugh, Brother Qi."

"So, I have been very cautious in the past few days, because if I can't control my body, I can't use it, so I don't use it."

The young Taoist thought for a while and said:

"There have been times when I couldn't control my strength."

"A senior taught me it, and it worked very well. If Brother Zhang doesn't mind, you and I can give it a try later."

Zhang Xiaoyu was slightly surprised: "Huh? Is it okay?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "This method will not involve the core secrets, so there is no problem."

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded, somewhat empathetic, and said with a smile: "I just didn't expect that Brother Qi, you have also had such an experience. Are you unable to control the power?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Well, yes..."

He took advantage of the hot oil to stir-fry the vegetables and said:

"At that time, the physical cultivation level improved too quickly and I couldn't control it well."

"…………"

Zhang Xiaoyu's face froze.

He also wanted to do something to help. He felt that it was quite boring to sit there like a mascot in the sky. Now he can feel more comfortable. Although he may get tired of it after a while, it feels quite novel now. Looking left and right, I feel it is very novel and interesting.

Seeing the fish that Qi Wuhuo had caught today, he became even more excited.

Just when he was about to kill the fish with a knife, the young Taoist turned pale and appeared in front of him.

He pressed Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulders with both hands.

"Brother Zhang, you don't have to worry."

"Please, just sit there properly and that's it."

"These things are for poor people."

Zhang Xiaoyu's face was filled with regret, and she was forced to sit down by Qi Wuhuo.

Qi Wuhuo felt a wave of knife intent bursting out from Zhang Xiaoyu, who was eager to try, and the kitchen knife in his hand. He had no doubt that this young man, whom the queen considered to be an amnesiac, would most likely be struck with a knife. My chopping board and room have to be separated.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked around with her eyes, stretched out her hand and touched the rough, not smooth table at all, intending to tap her fingers, but her forehead hurt slightly. She leaned back in pain, raised her head, and saw Yong Rong in front of her. The woman slowly took back her right hand, and her white fingers just touched Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead.

Hou Tuhuang only smiled but said: "Good boy, sit tight."

Zhang Xiaoyu calmed down.

Empress Houtu felt the feedback from her fingers, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the faintly excited Zhang Xiaoyu.

I thought to myself...

Sure enough, so.

Qi Wuhuo made a simple meal, and Zhang Xiaoyu found it quite interesting. It seemed that he had never been exposed to these things, or in other words, he had an impression, but not much. After the meal, the young Taoist said with a very firm In his tone, he declined the suggestion of the young man in front of him to help clear the tables and chairs and wash the dishes.

He doesn't want his house to be demolished.

Zhang Xiaoyu asked with harmlessness and interest: "Brother Qi, what is the method of controlling power that you mentioned?"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while and said: "It was used by a senior named Taoist Qingyu when he taught me. Although I can't teach the method, I still understand the general principles. If you practice with high pressure, your strength will not be lost due to rest." You will be able to control it, or in other words, it’s not just that, you need to endure hardship, temper yourself, and then control it bit by bit in the process.”

Qi Wuhuo looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said:

"Just like it was before you lost your memory."

"You already have the foundation. What's the problem with starting from scratch and re-mastering it?"

Zhang Xiaoyu's excited expression paused slightly.

His body does not allow him to use too much power.

and--

Is there a hidden meaning in this sentence? Or maybe I'm overthinking...

No, it’s definitely not that I’m overthinking it.

He was just hiding something!

Zhang Xiaoyu and Qi Wuhuo looked at each other, both looking to be teenagers of sixteen or seventeen years old, and then they both smiled.

Then he looked away left and right and said no more.

Houtu Huangdi, who had been looking at his fingers slightly attentively since just now, suddenly smiled and said: "Just now, Youdi only sent a message, saying that two people came to look for their lost relatives. It should be your relatives who came to look for you. How about it? Zhang Xiaoyu...right? I think they are very anxious, why don't you meet with them first?"

"Wuhuo will stay here for a while anyway. You might as well go back first and come back to look for him later when you have free time."

Zhang Xiaoyu thought that she had escaped secretly, so she followed the trend and asked with a smile:

"Can I still come to find you? Brother Qi?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Of course you can."

Houtu Huangdi only smiled and said: "I'm here to see him off, Wuhu and tidy up." After Qi Wuhuo nodded in agreement and said goodbye to Zhang Xiaoyu, Houtuhuangdi's Empress stretched out her hand with a smile, and left with Zhang Xiaoyu. In an instant, they had passed through the mountains and arrived at a peak. What they saw before them was the man in green shirt holding a cat in his arms, the Master of Xuandu with cold eyebrows.

Taiyi Tianzun smiled and nodded: "Empress..."

"as well as……"

Taiyi Jiu Tianzun looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and smiled slightly.

Archmage Xuandu rubbed his eyebrows. Due to the message from the Heavenly Lord, the two of them followed the Jade Emperor directly from the beginning. They had seen Emperor Houtu before, but they only watched from a distance. Xuandu said: "Taiyi, please take Zhang Xiaoyu back with you now."

Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned and said: "Sir..."

He immediately calmed down and said in a calm tone:

"Then, leave it to you, sir."

Taiyi saved Ku Tianzun and pressed his shoulder with a smile. When the clouds dispersed, they had already dissipated.

So only Archmage Xuandu and Empress Houtu were left here. The latter's eyes fell flatly on Xuandu and said calmly: "I am no longer the emperor, so I shouldn't interfere with the affairs of heaven, but the Jade Emperor After all, I personally found it, so I still have to ask..."

"Why is his soul and soul worse than when he was first found?"

"Why, his emotional fluctuations are like a blank sheet of paper, but the threshold is like a newborn. He is prone to ripples. He is even hit by many emotions that do not belong to 'him', and he cries like a long river. What has the Jade Emperor experienced? ?”

"Xuandu, what else are you hiding from me?"

……………………

Taiyi rescued Ku Tianzun and brought the young Jade Emperor back to the Heavenly Court and the Lingxiao Palace. Then he checked the physical condition of the young Jade Emperor and found that although there were mood swings, they seemed to be just the relapse of consciousness over the past 600 times. The residual impact caused by the death was not a big problem, so after several attempts to persuade him not to go down to earth easily again, the young Jade Emperor seriously agreed.

After returning to his residence, Lingxiao Palace, he stepped into a place that only he could enter.

One by one, the jade stones are suspended in the void, with the tracks left by each one engraved on them. Some say that Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole is reliable, some say that he is wary of the Judicial Emperor, and some mention the Lord of Taishan Mansion. But this time he He took out a new jade stone, thought about it, and wrote down his own traces.

[The next me, or the me after that]

[Today, I descended to earth for the first time. In the past eight thousand years, it seems to be the first time. If it weren’t for that Qi...]

[Well, Brother Qi, what an interesting title. 】

[If it weren’t for Brother Qi who didn’t come to Heaven, I wouldn’t have gone down. After asking, I found a new idea - we are just a symbol now, existing in the crumbling Heaven, unable to calm everyone. God, even the Arctic Emperor Ziwei said that chaos will occur, but now he is just trying to support it]

[If we remain here... we are nothing but a vain and powerless Emperor of Heaven]

[Need to rely on the Arctic Emperor Ziwei to suppress all things]

[But can such a heavenly emperor really suppress the ambitions of immortals and gods, and can he really fulfill our long-cherished wish? 】

[He said that the Jade Emperor has no majesty at all. I am deeply angry, but after thinking about many things in the records, it is indeed the case... For eight thousand years, he has been cautious and his majesty has been constantly weakened. Donghua's actions cannot be ignored. Are you also testing us? When our weakness was revealed, Gou Chen no longer feared us and took his own actions]

[What Brother Qi said is not unreasonable...]

[The further we go, the lower our majesty will be]

[Can you become the Emperor of Heaven if you are careful and careful? But can the common people be protected within these many sky domes? Then, what can we do and what should we do? 】

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced around, saw a Zhang Yu card, and saw the words written by generations of himself on it.

They are all the results and bitterness of trying hard.

'Be careful of the Justice Lord...'

'Be careful of Emperor Zhuling...'

'Be careful of the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan's thunderous sound of Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord...'

"God can be partially trusted, but he is easily silent under pressure, which does not constitute complete trust."

'Be careful of the Buddhist kingdoms in the heavens...'

"Be careful of the Lord of Thunder, be careful of the gods of Fire..."

'Be careful of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor...'

'Be careful and wary of the Emperor and God...'

'Be careful of Northern Emperor Ziwei, but you must rely on him...'

"careful……"

Countless cautions, countless attempts, and countless words of my own.

There seemed to be wind, and it seemed that the young man's spirit had been impacted. Every jade medal seemed to be flying, as if his own figures were in front of him, struggling to survive, constantly trying, and then passed away sadly. Zhang Xiaoyu stood among these figures. After thinking for a long time, I wrote down: [What should we do? What can we do? Will he be cautious again and try his best to prevent the collapse of the Jade Emperor's majesty? 】

[They cannot be suppressed from top to bottom. 】

[What about bottom-up? 】

【for example--】

【Against Heaven】!

[Just like Haotian abandons the Heavenly Court of Tai, we abandon the Court of Haotian and reopen the next era, the Heavenly Court belonging to the Jade Emperor! 】

【Is it possible? ! 】