I am immortal

Chapter 505: Plan for the common people and calculate the world. However, I am afraid of Emperor Wa...

When Qi Wuhuo came, he had never seen his teacher. Standing in the sky at this moment, he could only feel the infinite murderous intention escaping, and the unpredictable flow of thunder and starlight, even if their master was no longer there. The remaining power still makes people feel thrilling.

"Oh, you're here."

Fuxi looked at Qi Wuhuo, as if he was looking at his original self in the past, and then he suppressed the light in his eyes, with a lazy expression, and said calmly: "If you come here to find your teacher, unfortunately, he has already left. "

Then he shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Before leaving, he also threatened me."

"I was so scared that my clothes got wet."

Qi Wuhuo said: "Are you leaving..."

The green-shirted scribe said calmly: "Don't think about it. At your age, you are able to reach this point because of this turbulent trend. It is because of this era that you are on top of the wave, so you are in front, so you are so fast. , but your teachers are different, and so are your teachers, they are the ones who started the wave."

"Just like you are standing on flat ground, looking from a distance, you can also see extremely high mountains, as if they are right in front of you."

"But it's just a seeming thing. It's still very far away from you. You need to walk there step by step. One day, your shoulders will be as high as the mountains, and the saints will be as high as the sky. At that time, you won't have to do these things behind our backs. When you get there, Your teacher should talk to you about these things in detail when the time comes.”

The scribe in blue shirt looked at the sky, then lowered his eyes at the world beneath his feet, and said, "Let's go."

"I have something to tell you."

Qi Wuhuo looked at the direction the teacher was leaving, looked away, and nodded.

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The previous gods, stars, and thunder seemed to be just a dream. People watched these streams of light disperse. The fear and panic of such power beyond ordinary imagination should have lasted for a long time, but At this moment, under the influence of a certain force, it is gradually forgotten, and will eventually turn into a memory like a deep dream.

The desire for power will be left in the heart, but it will not breed violence and fear, and it will not affect normal life. People are just talking about the blue-shirted scribe who just threatened their survival. , full of anger and resentment, but gradually returned to normal life.

"Really, who was that person just now? Why is he so hateful!"

"What do you mean by the luck that kidnapped the entire human world!?"

"It's true. Gods and Bodhisattvas in the sky, please protect us quickly and capture that evil ghost just now."

An old woman with gray hair was walking through the street dragging her grandson. People were talking about what had just happened. Lanterns on both sides of the street had been hung up, and a slight light streamed from the cracks in the door. She was wearing a green shirt with gray hair on her temples. The man was walking on the road and laughed when he heard the words. Next to him was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe.

"Do you know when will the world be peaceful and prosperous?"

"It's not some poetry document that praises the peace in the world, it's not some martial arts or martial arts."

"It's when these chirping little guys still have the energy to complain."

The scribe in blue shirt casually spoke, and the Taoist walked beside him. After a while, Qi Wuhuo took the initiative to speak and said slowly: "You made your own move and pulled all the gods and gods in the heaven into the whirlpool you created. They In the next few hundred years, there will be no way to take action against the human world, but the grudges between you and them have not been resolved."

"What will you do in a few hundred years..."

The green-shirted scribe said lightly: "After a few hundred years, the cause and effect will naturally be settled."

"Cause and effect is just that what you do now will have a good or bad ending later."

"When you do something, you must expect to bear the consequences later. If this is not the case, you are not qualified to do it. I have done a lot of things. The reason why you can still be here with me Talking calmly is just because you don’t know my past.”

Qi Wuhuo looked at Fuxi, thinking deeply.

The green-shirted scribe said: "Let me look at the past few hundred years. It's about three hundred years."

"During these three hundred years, the heaven will not be involved in human affairs."

"They will take care of the human world, and they will even look after it more diligently than in the past. There will be no natural disasters. This is the opportunity for the development of the human race. However, during this period of time, the human race is living in a greenhouse hotbed, living like a drunken dream. It has been three hundred years without any progress; or within these three hundred years, has it begun to acquire the ability to protect itself?”

"It's up to you."

The green-shirted scribe smiled and said: "My temperament is too solitary, and I have no interest in the reproduction and growth of the human race. I don't have much patience for the chattering of the human race. I am afraid that I will be angry and hang them up. If Awa wants to worry about me again, I'd better forget it."

The Taoist paced to one side, thinking quietly.

The current situation seems to be unfolding before our eyes - the Antarctic Immortal Emperor has shown great and obvious hostility to the human world. In addition, not all the gods in the heavens are friendly to the human race, at least the one who was pulled out by Fuxi. These batches all had a certain level of hostility towards the human race or Emperor Wa. Some of them were solved by Fuxi, and some were still alive.

On the other hand, the situation in the human world is...

The Taoist paused in his thoughts, and in his heart he used the word "Everything is wasted, waiting to be done".

It is said that everything is in vain.

But it’s actually just two words.

confusion!

The realm of the human world has not been unified for eight thousand years, and they are fighting each other. The most powerful force in the human world, Shenwu Jiuzhou, has just experienced the change of human emperors and the purge of King Weiwu, and is in a relatively weak state. Three hundred Years later, the fate of the human race has returned to normal, and there is no longer that special thing that can affect the whole body in the six realms.

It is equivalent to missing a layer of protective cover.

Fuxi once went to keep his appointment and fight.

It is even more dangerous.

There are enemies on all sides.

Only by relying on the characteristics of human destiny, in these three hundred years, can we truly spread the Dharma to the people of the world and make the human race leap to a new level. Everyone knows it is extremely difficult.

There are also rivers in the capital that flow through the inner and outer cities. Every festival, people will put out lanterns. At this moment, the scholar in blue shirt stood on the side of the river, standing with his hands behind his hands, and said: "Tell me, what can I do?" ?"

Qi Wuhuo said in a deep voice: "First, the unification of the nine countries in the human world."

"Second, spread the teachings to the world."

The green-shirted scribe raised his eyebrows and said immediately, "Is it too late?"

This sentence made Qi Wuhuo fall silent.

Three hundred years, facing the enemies of Emperor Wa.

Face those enemies who don’t want the world to become stronger.

Can you make it?

Qi Wuzhuo wanted to say it was too late, but the passage of time is fair to any living being. He said: "It's too late..."

“But even if it’s too late, we must try our best.”

Fuxi naturally finished his attack and said, "Of course it's too late."

"It's too late to see a ghost."

"For those immortals, three hundred years is just a short moment, but for the human race, even now that Awa has returned and his natural life span has reached three decades, it is an extremely long period of time. It’s time.”

"It takes three hundred years to catch up with others who have practiced for thousands and tens of thousands of years, and then defeat them. This must be said, it is too arrogant. Even if you are a disciple of the Supreme Being, you are not There should be such arrogance."

"What's more, you may face more enemies than you do now."

"After all, [relationships] are constantly changing."

"The Taoism in the world and the resources of all things are limited. However, if the human race is powerful, it will inevitably occupy the interests of other ethnic groups, and even the interests of some weak immortal gods. Those immortal gods who are on good terms with the human race may not be willing to see it. Until the human race rises."

"And one day, when the human race becomes as powerful as the sky, your friend the Jade Emperor may also become your enemy. In this world, there is no eternal relationship."

Qi Wuhuo was silent.

Of course he also knows these things.

Therefore, as long as I think that after the man in green shirt leaves, all the pressure will fall on the world, I feel an overwhelming pressure, a pressure that can be called desperate. The Taoist straightens his back, never wavering, just Suddenly, he thought of the teacher Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun’s request.

My disciples must have the confidence to hold the sky with one hand.

The green-robed scribe then smiled lazily, spread his hands, and with an expression on his face that said he was so angry that he would not pay for his life, he said leisurely: "However, this matter should always be left to you to deal with the headache. Well, I am definitely the one now. You can't do anything if you're being watched closely, so I can only leave this matter to you."

"Of course, I'm not passing the blame, hahaha."

"However, I have one more thing for you."

The scholar in blue shirt smiled casually and said:

"I originally planned to give you one of my own treasures to help you stabilize your energy."

"But I take my mind back now."

"It would be too much of a waste to give you that thing. I still have a stone knot, so I reluctantly lent it to you for three hundred years. I hope that during this time, you can do the things you said. It doesn’t matter if you come, in short, just return it to me when the time comes.”

He casually threw a stone to Qi Wuhuo. Qi Wuhuo raised his hand and grabbed it, his palm slightly heavy.

It was a book, with ancient characters and patterns recording mysterious charms.

The Taoist didn't have any expectations for what Fu Xi gave him, but this thing was different. Qi Wuhuo just glanced at it, but his expression suddenly changed. He recognized that part of it was the number of heaven and earth, the number of Dayan, and The principle of left-hand rotation, the principle of pictograms, the five elements of yin and yang, and innate changes are all in it!

Qi Wuhuo said in disbelief: "This is..."

"Hetu Luoshu?!"

The river produces pictures, Luo produces books, and the sage follows them!

According to legend, many human saint kings have used these treasures to detect countless dangers, leaving behind many legends and even rumors that this is the origin of gossip. But now, this supreme divine object is... He handed it over to Qi Wuhuo at will.

The green-shirted scribe said: "Huh? Hetu Luoshu, forget it, that's what your human race calls it."

"It just so happens that your foundation lacks anything to suppress your strength."

"What you are facing next is a competition between time and time. It just so happens that I have used this thing to make deals with the ancestors of your human race."

"A deal about time."

The corner of Fuxi's mouth raised slightly, and he looked sideways at Qi Wuhuo, as if countless years ago, he turned sideways and handed over this treasure with red pine nuts, as the teacher of King Yu, and as the old farmer who discovered the river map. He left a piece of his power to the former kings of the human race, and then to the holy kings of the human race.

He gave his reasons for doing so.

And they left their own breath without hesitation.

And now, these ancient human qi machines are rising up. They may be magnificent or domineering, but each of them is the most mellow human qi machine.

"I asked them to leave their power on this [Hetu Luoshu]."

"Those guys, in your era, should be called [Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors], right?"

"What you want to do next is up to you, but I think this thing can help you get through this disaster."

The green-shirted scribe said it in an understatement. He looked calm, as if he had been waiting for all this to happen, and then began to lay out the "Hetu Luoshu" in the extremely distant past, plus the ancient kings contained in it, The Qi of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors were filled with powerful and heavy power in Qi Wuhuo's hands.

It seems that the history of the human race is here.

Qi Wuhuo was slightly moved by such a profound inheritance and thought to himself.

Every legend in ancient times is related to Hetu Luoshu. It turns out that it is for this reason...

If we say before, it is an extremely difficult challenge for the human world to be able to protect itself in three hundred years, almost impossible.

Well now, a turning point has appeared.

It’s not just three hundred years.

These three hundred years were just a flash point for reversal.

The human world has been preparing for these three hundred years several tribulations ago.

Qi Wuhuo suddenly remembered Fuxi's words on the day when he revealed his identity. At that time, the man in blue shirt smiled gently, his voice contained the vicissitudes and distance from the ancient times to the present, and the sigh of a [man] from the earliest ancient times. He and gentleness said:

"To wait for a chance of improvement like you."

"I've been waiting for this for eternity."

He didn't lie at that time...

Qi Wuhuo held the Hetu Luoshu and felt the weight and heaviness of the power, as well as a hint of Fuxi's loneliness and determination in these long years. He looked at the scholar in blue shirt - taking himself as his son, Introducing the six realms into the game, and preparing for today's events since ancient times, naturally gives people a sense of solemn determination.

Qi Wuhuo looked complicated and subconsciously said:

"Then three hundred years from now, are you going to fight Beidi and Antarctica?"

"Three hundred years?"

The scholar in blue shirt looked sideways at the Taoist, half-smiling but not smiling, and said leisurely:

"When did I say that I would go find them three hundred years later?"

"In other words, when I say three hundred years, does it mean three hundred years?"

The Taoist hesitated.

Could it be that……

The green-shirted scribe laughed loudly.

The appearance and demeanor are endlessly free and unrestrained.

He is the emperor who brought the gods into the game and won an incredible three hundred years of opportunity for the human world; he is the Emperor God who plays with the immortals and gods, but he is also a well-thought-out person who has appeared at the beginning of the distant tribulation in order to achieve a comeback in the distant future. And Emperor Xi of the human race, who silently endured for who knows how long, endured.

Regardless of the means or magical powers, they are all extraordinary, and when viewed comprehensively, they are even more unparalleled.

Even a Taoist was sighing in his heart at this moment.

Emperor Xihuang...

Those who can leave their names in distant times are not ordinary existences.

Such a person has almost no weaknesses. No matter what kind of desperate situation he is in, he has a way to break it; he plans for the common people, plans for the six realms, and has the determination to silently endure for a long time for a chance to make a comeback. Qi Wuzhuo didn't know for a moment , who can make Him fearful and make Him shrink back.

Until they returned to the storage room and opened the door.

Then, he saw the incarnation of Emperor Wa, who was supposed to be sleeping in the quiet room, appear at the door.

Then 'Calm' opens his eyes.

Fuxi: “…………”