Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

Qingtian Valley, forbidden land.

On several high mountains, in front of a bamboo house with air leaks everywhere, a chess game was set up at some point, the strange thing is that there are no pieces on the chess board.

There are no sunspots, no whites.

After a while, from the bamboo house, an old Taoist priest wearing a simple Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, and a red mole between his eyebrows came out.

His long hair is black and white, full of dusty aura, like a fairy walking out of the mountains.

What is even more incredible is that behind the old man's head, there is a looming golden sun disc, slowly rotating.

If a mortal fell in love with this Taoist priest who had practiced Taoism for an unknown number of years, he would kneel down and kowtow, shouting that the gods would appear.

The Taoist priest walked towards the chessboard, and first took a look at the mountain peak. It was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the aura was lingering. It is likely that the spirit-gathering formation he had set up had already taken effect.

It won't be long before all the aura of Qingtian Valley and the luck left by the ancestors will become his possessions.

No, to be precise, it should be in the pocket of that flood dragon.

The old Taoist priest with a pair of thick white eyebrows, with a calm face, raised his hand, and a porcelain bowl came out of thin air.

Looking carefully, there is actually a hole in the bowl, as if there are turbulent waves rising up, like a whole ocean is included, and the wind and waves are constantly rising and falling.

And at the bottom of the water in the bowl, one can vaguely see a black shadow that looks huge but is actually no more than the size of a finger, swimming slowly.

Sometimes probe, sometimes dive.

There is no distress of being trapped in this small world.

The old Taoist muttered to himself: "I've raised you for nearly 500 years, and you should live up to it. People in the sky and on earth don't know your existence. In the future, they're counting on you to swallow those two natural dragons. Poor Taoist!" Only by planning everything can the clouds and mists be cleared."

The black shadow seemed to have heard it, and it actually drilled out of the sea, making a loud roar that only the old Taoist leader could clearly hear.

The old Taoist raised his hand and turned it over, but the white bowl was gone.

Then, he looked at the bamboo house behind him: "Come out, what are you doing in there?"

Two seconds later, several paper figurines rushed out from the inside with strides, jumped up and down, and lay down on the chessboard next to them.

Then these paper figurines bowed deeply to the old Taoist, turned into black and white chess pieces, and landed where they should have landed.

The old Taoist sat aside, stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, looking at the chess game in front of him that had not been solved for 1000 years, stared blankly for a full two hours, holding Heizi's hand, but never let it go.

Still the same.

He shook his head, raised his hand and waved in front of him, the chessboard disappeared, and what changed instead was a diagram of gossip.

The old Taoist stroked the gossip map and said: "Who will give this gossip map in the future? That great war will inevitably bring prosperity to the dynasty. Whoever can get this treasure will be able to stabilize the world?"

He hesitated for a moment: "Is that you?"

A water curtain flashed in front of him, and a figure appeared in the water curtain, which turned out to be Zheng Ansheng's first disciple, Zheng Fuhao.

He was wearing a silver armor, with two pheasant feathers on his head, holding a halberd an inch higher than his head, standing on the top of the mountain, looking up at the sky.

Suddenly, a huge missile came across the sky. With a sneer, he blasted from the ground and crashed into the missile with a blank expression.

The water curtain was rippled, making it impossible to see the face clearly.

The old Taoist said again: "Or... you?"

In the water curtain, another figure appeared, it was Liu Chaoqun with five tiger talismans tied around his waist. He was not wearing any armor, but just a commoner with a knife on his waist. He was staring at a huge abyss in front of him. Long scar.

In the abyss are the bones of tens of millions of people, piled up into a sea of ​​blood.

The old Taoist sighed: "The man of destiny is the least likely to die young, but you have gone the opposite way and taken the path that is most likely to die young. It is necessary."

He twisted his fingers: "Or... you?"

The water curtain kept flowing, and a woman full of heroism, with a pair of knives on her waist, a phoenix crown on her forehead, and a bright red gown, looked like a knight, and she laughed loudly: "The world is in chaos, and I am in the chaos of China!" , how can you allow reckless fools like you?"

Yu Luo, opened his mouth to bite a strand of black silk, pushed his slender jade fingers that had already worn out calluses, and the two knives suddenly came out of their sheaths by an inch, and the sword light spanned thousands of miles.

Women do not allow men.

Its name is Huo Sisi.

The old Taoist looked at the beautiful figure in the water curtain, and for some reason, those eyes, which had never been turbulent for thousands of years, were fascinated for a while.

But soon, the woman was overwhelmed.

The old Taoist waved his hand and disappeared completely. He stood up and looked at the mountain in front of him, with a touch of loneliness that was not obvious on his face.

I don't know why I am lonely.

The gods in the mountains are gods, but the gods have also been mortal.

Suddenly, the old Taoist looked up at the sky, and the sound of a dragon's cry gradually entered his ears, followed by a flying sword that came in an instant and stayed in front of him.

The old Taoist reached out and took the flying sword in his hand. After sensing it for a moment, he suddenly laughed: "Is it interesting? Of course it is interesting. When the Zhao and the Qin fight, you old guy is naturally the most proud, but for thousands of years Pindao has long been tired of watching the monarchy's battle, and I really don't have the interest to share it with you."

The flying sword turned invisible and dissipated into the sky.

The old Taoist raised his head, and the lotus crown on his head was shining brightly: "What the poor Taoist really wants to see is how those 'chess pieces' hiding in the sky will turn into banished immortals and rain down like raindrops. Isn't the fairy road that was destroyed back then still going to be recast with their dragon luck? As for how far it can be recast in the end..."

"In the end, it will all be like a dream."

In the [-] mountains that separate the sky from the human world, the barefoot old Taoist priest who was feeding the green cattle suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "Those who cannot plan the world cannot plan a moment, and those who cannot plan the overall situation cannot plan a corner."

"Change, change, change!"

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Faced with this question, Xu Fu remained silent for a long time. How could his mind of the past 2000 years not make him feel calm.

But at this moment, he admitted that he was a little panicked when faced with this eternal emperor who was personally selected by the senior management of Huaxia, and even brought a trace of dragon luck that he wanted no matter what.

Where is the panic?

In a panic, if this person in front of him wants to crush his current self, it is really no different from crushing an ant.

In order to gain a firm foothold before the arrival of the prosperous age in the future, Xu Fu secretly made a lot of plans, including cutting bones and cutting his real body. Generally speaking, he is now a disabled person.

How to fight this person in front of you?

"Look at you, why are you becoming more and more nervous? Don't be afraid, this is not the court, and I am not the emperor you are loyal to. There is no such thing as saying too much without losing it. You can take your time."

Zhao Kuangyin smiled slightly, and looked up in Tang Xuan's direction.