Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The power of incense comes from all living beings in the world.

As time goes by, under the management of Song Dongyang and a group of guardian gods, the number of people in the four continents has become larger and larger, and the incense has naturally become more prosperous, but it will not suddenly increase a lot for no reason.

Such changes naturally attracted Wang Yan's attention.

His mind moved slightly, his eyes focused on the world, and he immediately understood what happened.

In this room, a ray of spiritual light came from inside the realm, passed through the dojo, and landed directly outside the secret realm. Then it turned into a figure of a Confucian scholar, and bowed respectfully towards the secret realm, and his voice was heard far away. Come:

"Disciple Song Dongyang, please see the teacher."

Wang Hao looked away, not surprised by Song Dongyang's arrival.

However, remembering that he had rarely cared about this second disciple in these years, he immediately said:

"Come in."

"yes."

Song Dongyang straightened up his robe, adjusted his crown and sleeves, and made sure that nothing was out of place before striding in.

When he saw Wang Ba, he bowed again:

"Dongyang has met the teacher."

Wang Hao nodded slightly:

"I already know your purpose... This matter is also due to my lack of thinking. This evil beast has been noisy since he was a child, and is disliked by all beasts. He has few playmates, so he made such a big mistake, which has caused you a lot of trouble." trouble."

Song Dongyang said quickly:

"How can you blame the teacher? The disciple is still weak and dare not act rashly."

Wang Hao nodded.

Dongyang of the Song Dynasty entered the divine way with the method of divine patterns, and took charge of many guardian gods. He was supported by the incense and incense of all living beings in the world. His promotion was not unpleasant.

But even so, it is now only at the level of perfect god transformation, and that evil beast has been following him for a long time. It devoured the source of chaos outside the world in the early years and is already at the early stage of the sixth level.

How could Song Dongyang be able to suppress it now?

Thinking of this, Wang Hao thought for a while and took out a Ban Hut from his sleeve.

The Banhu fell directly into Song Dongyang's hands.

"This thing comes from the world of pottery. There are thousands of inheritances in it. They are all very mysterious. You can take it back and understand it to understand the divine patterns."

Song Dongyang's eyes flashed with joy, but he did not lose his manners. He respectfully raised the banquet above his head and saluted Wang Hao with a serious look:

"Thank you teacher for the gift."

Wang Hao felt a little helpless when he saw this.

Although this second disciple has a stable and decent temperament, he is a bit too dull and dull.

However, this was also influenced by his experience in the mortal court.

He shook his head slightly and was about to take action.

But suddenly there was a surge in my heart:

"Um?"

Wang Hao's heart moved, and he immediately raised his hands and pinched his fingers.

Soon, an unexpected smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Song Dongyang felt a little curious:

"I wonder what makes the teacher so happy?"

Seemingly aware of Song Dongyang's thoughts, Wang Hao smiled and did not explain:

"Just take a trip to the boundary for me."

…

Amid a burst of noise.

"Yao, it's time to take medicine."

In a simple but clean and tidy wooden house.

The light is dim.

An old woman with gray hair and dressed in simple linen clothes held a bowl of dark concoction, opened the door and walked in, speaking softly.

The old woman is quite tall. Although she has gray hair and chicken skin, she can still see some of her former grace.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine and coughing sounds from time to time.

Hearing the old woman's voice, the coughing paused slightly, and then sighed:

"I am terminally ill and my life expectancy is not long. These medicines are too bitter... shouldn't I drink them?"

The old woman suddenly interrupted angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about! This is what the miracle doctor personally prepared for you..."

"Ahem..."

There was another violent cough.

The color of the old woman's face suddenly changed, and she quickly walked forward with the medicine bowl in hand.

Through the dim light, she saw a pale, haggard old man, curled up on the couch like a rickets.

The violent coughing affected the whole body, and one could even see the veins popping up on the neck and arms...

The old woman hurriedly stepped forward, supported the old man, and patted his back gently, with a flash of deep distress and love in her eyes.

The old man's coughing finally stopped.

He calmed down, used the old woman's arms to sit up with difficulty, leaned on the old woman, smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly:

"No, it just can't be done. I know my own situation. It's time to go..."

The old woman couldn't help but said angrily:

"Don't talk nonsense! The miracle doctor said you still have many years to live!"

"Oh……"

The old man chuckled with difficulty, but there was only calmness and calmness in his eyes:

"Since I came into the world, I have been like a rootless tree, but I have been able to subjugate various tribes, establish a shaman kingdom, formulate calendars, and build water conservancy projects. This has never been done before me... Isn't this destiny? Destiny is in heaven, even though the miracle doctor What’s the benefit?”

When the old woman heard this, she couldn't help but look at the old man in front of her who looked haggard but still as free and uninhibited as before. A girl-like admiration and complexity appeared in her eyes, and her tone softened as she whispered:

"I know, I know you don't care...but let's just listen to the miracle doctor, okay?"

When the old man heard the old woman's almost pleading tone, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the old woman.

His skin and eyes were obviously no longer as lustrous and wild as they once were, but they still made him slightly distracted at this moment.

He gently stretched out his withered hand and stroked the old woman's face slowly and carefully.

It seems that they are afraid of hurting the other person.

In his eyes, the calmness and calmness quietly disappeared, replaced by a touch of pity and reluctance:

"Xuan Min, the only thing I feel is not enough in this life is the time I spend with you... too little, cough, cough, cough..."

The violent coughing turned him into an extremely rickety old man again.

I coughed to the point where it hurt, and even saliva flowed from my mouth, and I cried bitterly.

The once arrogant king is now no different from a mortal.

Xuan Min looked at the old man in front of him, with only sadness and powerlessness in his eyes.

This is the fate of witches. All those who practice the "True Martial Sutra" inherited from the Wu Kingdom will suffer the ultimate pain of losing their blood and returning to the mortal body when they grow old.

She had seen too many examples of this.

But no one she had ever seen was as painful as Yao Lai.

Because other people only suffer from pain for a few days, and then die because their blood and energy are exhausted and their bones shrink.

But Yao has been in pain for several years!

She really couldn't bear Yao to suffer like this, but she was also reluctant to let him leave.

Such a complicated mentality made her suffer every time she saw Yao.

"The next leader of the Witch Kingdom...hasn't been found yet?"

Yao coughed twice, then stretched out his withered palm and covered his mouth.

Xuan Min came back to his senses and shook his head gently:

"No, the few people who were elected have difficulty convincing the public..."

Hearing this, Yao put down his palm and sighed softly:

"It seems that this system needs to be adjusted. I didn't have to keep the position of Lord of the Witch Kingdom originally, but now the time is not yet ripe, so it can be considered a transition..."

When talking about business, Xuan Min's face became solemn. Hearing this, he frowned and said:

"The Witch Kingdom has only been established for a few decades. If even the position of the leader of the Witch Kingdom is gone, some people will have no hope, which may not be a good thing. You can still suppress them when you are here, but once you are gone... "

She only judged rationally, but when she said this, she still couldn't help but feel bursts of pain in her heart.

"You're right, don't be greedy for credit and rush into things. Each generation has its own thing to do."

Yao nodded weakly.

Although he was terminally ill, his mind was always clear.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something, looked outside slightly weakly, and said doubtfully:

"Outside... there seemed to be some noise before you came in. Is there something going on?"

Xuan Min's expression did not change at all:

"It's just that the children were making a lot of noise outside. What could happen?"

"Really?"

Yao slowly sat up straight, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Xuan Wen.

He is obviously a dying old man, but at this moment, he still exudes a majesty that makes people subconsciously feel scared, and his voice is hoarse:

"to be honest."

Xuan Min pursed her lips and shook her head slightly:

"It's really nothing."

"Xuan, Wen!"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Yao coughed violently.

"Why do you worry so much when you're like this!"

Xuan Wen patted Yao's back, his eyes filled with anger and distress, but he finally told the story:

"Starting from this morning, for some reason, nine more suns suddenly appeared in the sky. It should have been late at night, but they were always shining... Under the high temperature, the snow layer was evaporated, and the water in the volcanic lake was about to bottom out. ”

Yao's expression suddenly changed slightly as he recovered:

"Even the volcanic lake has bottomed out?!"

Crater Lake is the largest lake in the continent. It is said to originate from the outer world. Because it is located in an area with dense volcanoes in the southeast, it was called Crater Lake by the former Fire Tribe. After the Fire Tribe merged with the Wu Tribe, this name also spread. Come down.

This lake is ten thousand feet deep and rich in products.

Some people have also excavated ancient ruins in it.

Even this volcanic lake has bottomed out, which shows how poisonous the fire of the sun is.

"Why did you tell me... were there any casualties among the people?"

He couldn't help but ask almost immediately.

Xuan Wen looked at Yao's sick body, shook his head and said:

"Many people fainted from the heat. Fortunately, they were treated in time. The water witches in the city were also sent to various places to rescue and harvest crops, but..."

She hesitated for a moment and then said:

"If we let the sky fly for another ten days, I'm afraid ordinary shamans, first- and second-level people, won't be able to bear it... the crops won't be able to survive, and without food, we won't be able to survive for long."

This news immediately made Yao frown.

A pain and itching sensation soon came from his throat again. He quickly covered his mouth, his body shook violently, and his lungs seemed to explode, but he still tried hard not to let the cough affect his thinking.

But just then.

Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door.

Although it was slight, there was a hint of urgency in the knocking, showing the eagerness of the knocker.

Xuan Min couldn't help but frown, feeling a little annoyed:

"These bastards, I told them not to bother you..."

"Since there's a knock on the door...cough...there must be something going on. Go ahead and open it."

Yao let go of his palm, his face was pale and weak, but he still opened his mouth to make arrangements.

Xuan Min was helpless when he heard this. He waved his sleeves and the door, which was not very spacious, opened immediately.

A young guard with flaming red hair and sweaty forehead stood in front of the door. He looked at Yao hesitantly and then at Xuan Wen, as if hesitating to whom to report to.

Xuan Min said coldly:

"If you have anything to do, just say it here!"

When the young guard heard this, he did not dare to delay and said quickly:

"Your Majesty, a warrior just picked up the imperial bow!"

"Imperial Bow?"

Yao and Xuanwen were both stunned.

Then Yao was surprised and happy and said:

"Who is this person? Bring him to me quickly... No, I'll go see him!"

The Imperial Bow is the Yin Hong Divine Bow that came from the sky when the three clans were about to fight in the past.

Although Yao knew his real name, people in the world had their own theories. Therefore, the bow laid the foundation for Yao to unify all the clans. Also because Yao once said in public that anyone who could pick up this bow could be called the master of the three clans, so he was named "Emperor". bow'.

After unifying all the tribes and establishing the witch kingdom.

Yao deliberately set up this bow outside the capital, allowing everyone in the world to try it.

But no one has been able to pick it up yet.

Therefore, those who can be recognized by Emperor Gong are definitely extraordinary.

This is why Yao can't wait to see each other.

Xuan Wen did not have such expectations as Yao. She frowned slightly, gently held down Yao who was about to get up, and turned to look at the guard:

"Where is he now?"

Your young guard suddenly looked helpless: "This...he took the imperial bow and left."

"Leaving?"

Yao and Xuanwen were both a little stunned.

"Where has he gone?"

Xuan Min couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. Our people didn't catch up, so we watched him run towards the south."

"The South? What is he doing in the South?"

Xuan Min couldn't help but frowned.

Yao's eyes suddenly lit up:

"I know what he's going to do!"

"What?"

Xuan Min was a little confused.

"You, please take me to see it quickly!"

Yao didn't care to explain anything, he took Xuan Wen's arm and urged him.

He is no longer able to leave, and now he can only walk by relying on Xuan Min.

Xuan Min looked hesitant:

"But your body..."

"I would be very sorry if I couldn't see him!"

Yao stared at Xuan Wen and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Xuan Min finally nodded helplessly.

He gently hugged Yao, and a thick blue blood enveloped him. The next moment, the two of them had disappeared into the wooden house.

There was a strong wind all around, but it was extremely hot compared to the past.

Especially Yao, who was getting weaker and weaker, felt like even his breathing was hot.

Xuan Wen noticed Yao's discomfort, and the blue blood quickly enveloped him.

Yao felt better now and looked up to the south.

Sure enough, in the southern sky, ten huge fireballs were burning, releasing extremely hot firelight.

Either hovering or flying up and down.

There are no rules.

Faintly, one can still hear the annoying and noisy chirping of birds.

Even through this layer of blue blood, there is still a feeling of heat.

Yao's face became increasingly pale.

Looking down, he saw that the ground below was already burnt and withered. The areas originally covered by ice and snow were steaming like a steamer that had just been opened.

"If this continues, I don't know how many people will starve to death next spring!"

Yao was worried.

Xuan Min was also silent.

She has seen more than Yao, and is more aware of the huge disaster brought about by these ten days in the sky.

It's just that Yao is already very ill and she really can't bear to let him worry anymore.

Xuan Min's speed was extremely fast. In just the blink of an eye, he didn't know how far he had traveled.

But the figure of the warrior who took off the divine bow has not yet been seen.

"That man really went to the south?"

Hyun Min couldn't help but doubt.

However, under Yao's insistence, he still had to continue flying towards the south.

As they got closer and closer to Toka, the feeling of heat became stronger and stronger.

Finally, they saw a huge group of peaks rising from the plains, reaching into the sky.

"We've arrived at Sanwei (Zong) Mountain!"

Xuan Min suddenly said.

What a blessed mountain!

There is a poem that says: The peaks are listed and stand in the distance, and the mist and rain are falling, and the three peaks are looked up to.

But at this moment, there is no smoke and rain on the three peaks, and the vegetation on them is all withered and yellow.

But Yao and Xuanwen couldn't help but cast their sights on the highest point among the peaks.

At the top of the mountain, there is a man in his thirties wearing simple clothes, holding a big red bow in his hand, looking up at the ten suns in the sky.

This man has a lion's nose and a wide mouth, a resolute face, and his long hair is tied up casually and falls on his shoulders. Although his clothes are simple, his temperament is extraordinary, extraordinary, and heart-wrenching.

Seeing this person, Yao couldn't help but be shocked.

"What's wrong?"

Xuan Wen noticed Yao's reaction in his arms and asked quickly.

A trace of confusion flashed in Yao's eyes. Looking at the figure on the mountain peak looking up at Tenri, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes:

"...I should know him, and he seems very familiar...but I don't remember his name..."

"You know him?"

Xuan Min was a little surprised.

But before he could ask any more questions, his eyes were attracted by the figure in the distance again.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes:

"What is he going to do?!"

But the man actually pulled out a bright red arrow with his backhand, then quickly bent his bow and nocked the arrow, with the string like the full moon, aiming at the ten suns in the sky.

Then—bang!

There was a crisp sound like breaking gold and jade!

The next moment, a bright red stream of light was seen streaking across the sky, wheeze—

Above the sky, a ball of fire suddenly froze, and then the fire on it trembled violently. Then, a pair of fiery red wings stretched out from the fire ball, but with a shrill cry, in the surprised eyes of Yao and Xuanwen, It fell straight down!

Rolling flames flowed all over the ground...

At this moment, everyone in the four major continents looked at this scene and were all shocked!

"The sun...the sun was shot down!?"

Before Sanwei Mountain, Yao couldn't help but push Xuan Wen away, stood up straight, watched this scene excitedly, and praised loudly:

"well!"

Xuan Min also looked at the figure on the top of the mountain with a look of shock.

But at this moment, he had already shot down a sun and did not stop. Almost at the same time as he shot the first arrow, another arrow was already placed on the Yin Hong bow!

I only heard eight "thumps" in succession!

Whoosh!

Streams of bright red light streaked across the sky like shooting stars.

And the remaining sun in the sky almost set in response!

Eight in a row!

The man wanted to shoot again, but when he touched the quiver behind him, it was empty.

He immediately realized that this imperial bow was equipped with only nine arrows.

And the great sun in the sky finally reacted at this moment.

The soul was so frightened that it suddenly revealed its true form, but it was a three-legged golden crow.

He flapped his wings and flew away into the distance as if he were escaping.

The man stood on the top of the mountain and watched the Golden Crow escape with cold eyes. He simply put down his big Yin Hong bow and jumped into the air to catch up.

But at this moment.

But a gentle voice came over:

"Haha, little brother, you have shot down nine suns. If you kill the last sun, wouldn't there be only darkness in the world without the sun?"

The man's face condensed, and he turned around instinctively, only to see a middle-aged man in complicated and strange clothes, with eyes as bright as stars, smiling at him.

"Who are you……"

The man frowned in confusion.

"Haha, I'm Song Dongyang."

The middle-aged man chuckled and bowed to the man.

Seeing this, the man quickly returned the greeting unfamiliarly, but then he looked at the Golden Crow going away and couldn't help but frown and said:

"This bird made such a big mistake. Is it because it is indispensable that there is no punishment at all?"

Song Dongyang shook his head when he heard this and said seriously:

"Of course not. If you make a mistake, you should be punished."

"This is one of the purposes of my coming here."

The man frowned slightly, but did not speak.

When Song Dongyang saw this, he knew that the other party did not believe his words easily. He smiled slightly and said in a distant voice to the three-legged golden crow that was going away:

"Sanjin, go and apologize to the teacher yourself. Otherwise, if the teacher comes forward, the matter will not go well."

The flying Golden Crow suddenly paused, hesitated, and then flew toward the sky timidly.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The bright stars in the sky also quickly appeared, falling on Song Dongyang's body with brilliant light.

The man on the side couldn't help but look shocked, looked at Song Dongyang in surprise, and couldn't help but ask:

"You, you are not one of us witches? May I ask who the teacher you are talking about is?"

"Haha, this is the second purpose of my coming here."

Song Dongyang smiled and did not answer the other party's question. Instead, he asked:

"I just told you my name, but I still don't know what you call me."

The man was startled for a moment, then his face turned pale:

"I was negligent, my name is different."

"different……"

Song Dongyang nodded.

Then with a look of reverence on his face, he raised his hand and saluted towards the sky, and said solemnly:

"There are gods in the sea of ​​chaos, and Daozhen is in the sky.

The mind travels to the ethereal realm to find the mysterious realm, and the mind breaks through the vast mist to find the root.

All dharmas return to their origin and enter the Tao, and all kinds of changes return to the heart.

Taiyi master preaches wonderful edicts, saves all living beings and benefits the world. "

"Teacher, this is the lord of heaven and earth, the master of the Supreme Way."

Then his face relaxed and he said with a smile:

"Would you like to meet the teacher with me?"

Yi Wenyan couldn't help but hesitate.

"What, are you scared?"

Song Dongyang chuckled lightly, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

After hearing this, his face calmed down, he shook his head and said:

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I didn't know it before... Okay, I'll go with you and see how your teacher punishes that Golden Crow."

Song Dongyang noticed the distrust in his tone, but still just smiled, meaningfully:

"You shouldn't be disappointed."

Just as he was talking, a figure flew over.

Before anyone arrives, the voice comes first:

"Wait, wait!"

It was Yao and Xuanwen who came in a hurry.

Song Dongyang turned around, his eyes lingering slightly on Yao's old body, which looked like a candle in the wind.

There was a little bit of unbearability in his eyes.

"I don't know what the teacher thinks, but he is willing to let his junior brother suffer such a crime..."

Yao Yi looked at Song Dongyang with a surprised expression. He was sure that he had never seen him before, but for some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

But he didn't have time to ask, so he immediately looked at 'Yi', and when he opened his mouth, he coughed violently.

Xuan Min wanted to speak, but seeing Yao's condition, he had to stop and patted Yao's back carefully.

"You'd better cultivate yourself well."

Song Dongyang sighed helplessly, then raised his hand and waved lightly.

Xuan Wen and Yao only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and countless mysterious patterns appeared around them. When they looked closely, they were actually back in the capital of Wu Country!

"This person is so powerful... When did such a person appear in Wu Country?"

Xuan Wen's eyes were filled with surprise.

Yao coughed and shook his head slowly:

"No, he should not be from our Wu Country... Perhaps this person is related to my buried memory..."

He looked up and looked at the sky, his eyes full of confusion, depth and thought.

...

Chaos, gray...

'Yi' subconsciously tightened the red longbow in his hand, and his eyes swept around, but he couldn't see where this place was.

He only saw Song Dongyang, who was dressed in a long robe in front of him, with an elegant temperament but mysterious, walking slowly in this chaos.

He followed behind, feeling solemn in his heart, but he became more and more curious about the Taiyi Dao Master mentioned by Song Dongyang.

"This Song Dongyang is very powerful. I should not be his opponent. It's a pity that he just shot all the arrows in one breath. Otherwise, it's hard to say... But he praises this so much. I don't know what kind of person this Taiyi Dao Master is."

He was thinking in his heart.

Suddenly, he saw Song Dongyang, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped and bowed to the chaos:

"Teacher, the disciple has brought this little brother here."

Hmm? Already here?

Yi's heart trembled, and his eyes quickly looked around, but he saw nothing.

But at this moment, a generous voice came from the chaos.

"Come in."

The voice was quite gentle, but the specific age could not be heard.

Yi became more and more curious.

Song Dongyang turned around and smiled at him:

"Little brother, just go inside."

"Inside..."

Yi hesitated.

But before he could speak, Song Dongyang faded like ink and disappeared in a blink of an eye!

Yi turned around in surprise, but he could not see anything.

He couldn't help but frowned tightly.

After hesitating for a while, he still went to the depths of the chaos.

His blood was consumed bit by bit.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a dazzling golden light.

"It's that Golden Crow!"

Yi's heart trembled, and he quickly flew towards the Golden Crow.

Soon, as the distance got closer, he suddenly saw a tall and mysterious figure sitting cross-legged in front of the Golden Crow.

At the same time he saw this figure, the figure seemed to have noticed something, slowly turned his head, and a pair of deep eyes crossed the distance in an instant and looked straight at him!

Yi was shocked!

At this moment, he seemed to see the other party smiled at him.

At the same time, he heard that generous voice again:

"You are finally back."

"Wang Xu."

The voice was filled with endless relief and joy... (End of this chapter)