Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Immortal world, Immortal Emperor Mountain.

In the Qing Emperor Palace, Taishi Futian stared at the sky.

That crack in the sky, like darkness, stood in this world.

"Futian!"

Suddenly, a heavenly voice came into his ears, but Taishi Futian did not move.

"The road to the great calamity is about to open again!"

"I have already felt the breath of the God Realm, and it will soon be connected!"

"I have notified all the five great emperors and the three great emperor clans!"

That was Xu Wushang's voice, from this era, the supreme heavenly way, Xu Wushang.

Taishi Futian slowly retracted his gaze, "The Lord of the Five Courts is already preparing!"

"Seven forbidden places, the ancient emperor!" Xu Wushang's voice sounded again.

"Only five of the Fourth Emperor Realm have agreed to come out!"

"No one below the Fourth Emperor Realm needs to come out."

Taishi Futian retracted his gaze, "When the catastrophe begins again, everyone in the Green Emperor Palace will fight with their weapons, so you don't have to worry!"

"Win, win, lose..." Taishi Futian's eyes were deep, and there was even a trace of unsteady breath around him.

There was no sound between heaven and earth.

At this moment, a voice sounded from the bottom of the mountain.

"Sister Futian!" A girl, slender and graceful, about sixteen years old, walked slowly from the bottom of the mountain.

She was wearing a snow-white Luo skirt, with a green jade hanging from her waist.

Her green hair was like a waterfall, and two strands of hair swayed gently on the side of her face.

Her eyes were like a spring.

Taishi Futian turned around, looked at the girl, and chuckled, "Lan'er, why are you here?"

Qin Qinglan put her hands behind her back and said with a giggle, "I came to see Sister Futian!"

Taishi Futian's cold face had a rare smile from the heart.

"No one comes to visit you for no reason. You are not my little cotton-padded jacket." Taishi Futian lowered his head and said with a smile, "Tell me, what's the matter!?"

Qin Qinglan seemed a little embarrassed. She kicked the ground lightly with her foot, and the sound was almost inaudible. "I want to enter the great catastrophe!"

Taishi Futian's eyes were slightly startled, and her face immediately turned cold.

"No!"

Qin Qinglan suddenly raised her head, her eyes were a little anxious, "Sister Futian, Qinglan has become an emperor, why can't she enter the catastrophe!?"

Taishi Futian took a deep breath, and her tone was as gentle as possible, "Lan'er, you and I both know the danger!"

"Yes, you have become an emperor, you should not be protected by me or your master!"

"But you have to know that if you want to enter the catastrophe, it's not just me who disagrees!"

"Ask your mother, ask your aunt Wushuang, aunt Qinglian, ask your brother Qin Hao!"

"Who will agree!?"

These words made Qin Qinglan's face gradually pale.

She bit her lower lip lightly, and her eyes were struggling.

How could she not understand what Taishi Futian said?

She experienced the first catastrophe and knew the danger of the catastrophe.

Even Master Cangtian...

"Lan'er, I don't need to persuade you, you have more important things to do!"

"In the fairy world, many creatures are weak and need someone to watch over them. No one is more suitable than you!"

"Under the catastrophe, how can there be a safe egg?"

"You and I can't avoid the catastrophe, and we have already entered it!"

"It's just that you are under the crack of the sky, and Sister Futian is inside the crack of the sky!"

Taishi Futian approached and gently stroked Qin Qinglan's hair, "Don't make it difficult for everyone. Maybe your original intention is right, but no one can take care of you in the catastrophe!"

"If your father knew, everyone would suffer for it!"

"This time, your father cut off the road, but this time, the catastrophe has not been completely calmed down, which proves that even your father can't do anything!"

Qin Qinglan was a little unwilling, but every word Taishi Futian said was so reasonable.

She wanted to refute, but she couldn't say it.

"Go ahead. There are still living beings in the 100,000 Immortal Cities in the Central Region. Your father once risked his life to protect them. Your responsibility may not be less than ours!"

"Sometimes, it is not honor to fight bloody battles!"

Taishi Futian smiled, "If you still feel unwilling, go find your aunt Wushuang, she will make you give up this idea."

Qin Qinglan struggled, and finally, she nodded reluctantly and turned to walk down the mountain.

After Qin Qinglan left completely, Taishi Futian's eyes regained a touch of calmness.

"Since you are here, why hide it!" Taishi Futian raised his eyes slightly, and saw a figure appearing in the sky at some point, but blending with the world.

A man, wearing a white robe covering his body, with a purple-red love knot hanging quietly around his waist.

There are silver patterns on the gray shoes and a red belt on the hair bun.

Qin Hao's red eyes reflected Taishi Futian's appearance, "Qinglan is here, if I go out, it will inevitably growHer mind!"

Qin Hao's voice was cold and fell slowly from the air.

Tai Shi Futian looked at Qin Hao and frowned slightly. She seemed to know that since Qin Hao came, it was not a trivial matter.

The most important thing is that Qin Hao's matter is different from Qin Qinglan. He will never change because of other people's words.

This is very similar to Qin Xuan.

Even Jun Wushuang can hardly change Qin Hao's mind.

"Speak!" Tai Shi Futian sighed, "Don't make it too difficult for me. Some things are enough once!"

...

On the Immortal Emperor Mountain, it seems to be in seclusion.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and noticed the traces outside the courtyard.

Jun Wushuang had a faint smile on her charming face, and then dispersed the formation and walked out of this courtyard.

As the emperor's main wife, the place where she lived was also simple, as if it was cast according to the small courtyard in Longchi Mountain in the past.

"Lan'er, why are you here? "

Jun Wushuang looked at Qin Qinglan who was standing in front of the door, not knowing whether she was knocking or not.

"Aunt Wushuang!" Qin Qinglan was startled, looking at Jun Wushuang who had already opened the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard in a white long dress.

"Nothing, I want to enter the great calamity, but Sister Futian won't let me." Qin Qinglan sighed, "Sister Futian wants me to stay in the Central Region, the Hundred Thousand Immortal City!"

"Isn't that just right?" Jun Wushuang said with a smile, and she moved her hand and a teacup came out.

"The great calamity is not a child's play. Your brother is stubborn, and I can't say anything, but if your father is here, your brother will still be obedient!"

"Everyone has their own way. You and Hao'er are different, but there is no harm in listening to some of the words!"

Jun Wushuang's words made Qin Qinglan even more helpless.

She had already expected that Jun Wushuang would not agree to let her enter the great calamity.

"Huh! ? "Just then, Jun Wushuang looked outside the courtyard, "I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today, even you are here! ? "

Outside the courtyard, a woman in red clothes, with murderous eyes, came slowly.

The murderous aura in her eyes was still shocking, but it was much gentler than before.

Mo Qinglian looked at Qin Qinglan and Jun Wushuang, and smiled lightly, "The great calamity is about to start again, so I won't travel anymore!"

"He Yun, Tu Xian, they are all coming back soon!"

"Xiao Wu... She is still in the underworld, guarding that place. Unless the great calamity really starts, we should not see her."

Mo Qinglian took a breath lightly, "It should have been thirty years since the road to the crack in the sky was cut off?"

"Thirty-nine years and seven months!" Jun Wushuang replied slowly, "You and I have been in the fairyland for a hundred years! "

Mo Qinglian was slightly startled, and she raised her eyes slightly.

A hundred years in the fairy world, a thousand years in the cultivation world.

"I am already, almost two thousand years old?" Mo Qinglian flicked her sleeves, gathered water into a mirror, looked at the still cold and proud figure and face in it, and gently stroked her chin, "I can't tell!"