The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

Drain the well and rinse your cold teeth, clean your heart and whisk your clothes. (*)

It was just dawn, and it was rare to wake up early today.

Even if he got up early, he dragged on for half an hour before going out.

There is a Taoist temple in the imperial city, which was specially built by the emperor for the immortals in the palace.Alchemy, medicine, meditation and martial arts are all available.

The place where the two gods fight is set in the square in the middle of the Taoist temple.

Several huge lacquered gold incense burners stand at the four corners of the square, the rich and noble sandalwood fragrance permeates the air, and the thick water-like smoke overflows and lingers, the mist is as vast as a fairyland.

In order to observe fellow Taoists discussing Taoism and fighting skills, the immortal kings and masters in the palace who were hard to find in the fairy trails in the past all showed their faces.

The mortals who are lucky enough to see the gods fighting are all prominent dignitaries with extremely human subjects.

A group of people sat in the pergola set up outside the square, waiting for the opening.

As the agreed time approached, Chi Si was late.

He is tall and thin, tall and thin, and he attracts the attention of all the immortals present from afar.

These immortal masters and emperors in the immortal class, like ordinary people, love to talk and gossip, and their tongues are brilliant to tell tales.

"This fellow Taoist surnamed Chi is young, and I don't think he is very advanced. Why is he acting so arrogant and aggressive."

"I think he looks like a monster with a charming face, and he doesn't have the slightest charm of a fairy. His original shape must be a demon cultivator."

"A mountain fox demon who doesn't know where it came from, has charmed the emperor's heart by means of coquetry, and intends to stir up troubles in the world."

A group of immortals held a grudge against his proposal to drive him out of the palace, and they all hoped that fellow Daoist Cai, who had high mana, would give this enchanting monster a taste of its power.

The national teacher, who had no real ability and could only judge by appearance, walked to the center of the square in a high-spirited manner.

Cai Xingjun, who is in a fairy posture, has already stood here.

Even if Yelang's conceited fellow Taoist spoke harshly to him, he still had a peaceful look on his face, saluting to him neither happy nor angry.

The two men's postures and appearances made a judgment on each other.

Regarding Cai Xingjun's statement that the two of them used to fight in rounds, and that the national teacher was the defeat of his subordinates, many people who were skeptical are now somewhat convinced.

Cai Xingjun held a mahogany sword in his hand. Although it was ordinary wood, there was a layer of dazzling brilliance.

And the other party was empty-handed, which attracted many people to whisper.

"This kid is very skilled in martial arts, but he doesn't know what the result will be when he competes with fellow Taoists who are also immortals." Qi Mengfeng raised his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of mockery in his calm tone.

Yang Wentuo wore the appearance of a modest gentleman, smiled softly, and did not criticize others.

Yang Huiyu, the number one expert in the imperial court, looked at the two with great interest, smiled and waited for their competition.

"Friend Chi, please."

Cai Xingjun caressed his shiny and neat goatee with one hand and raised his sword with the other, exuding a sense of immortality. .

There is no one in ten thousand mortals who have Tao bone spiritual roots, who can draw qi into the body. Now that he has broken through qi refining and entered the immortal path, mortals are no match at all.

He has tested the opponent's cultivation base, and he has never felt the aura of heaven and earth on him at all, but he is a mortal body with naked eyes.

I don't know what kind of tricks he used to pretend to be a sword, saved the emperor with a strange pill, and won the holy favor by virtue of his beauty, so that he can have his current status.

He feels that he is already a fairy, and he should be tolerant and not haggling with ordinary people.

But the other party was aggressive, and it would be in vain to be a true immortal if he didn't teach him a lesson.

"Come on." Chi Si smiled wildly, looking at no one and feeling helpless.

He, a Daoist who has stepped into the realm of transforming gods with one and a half feet, will one day be reduced to fighting with a monk in the Qi refining period.

If it is known by those who know him, they will definitely laugh at him for being disrespectful to the old and bully the young. I don't know how many years they will use this to laugh at him.

It's embarrassing to think about it.

Seeing that the fight was about to start, before they took out their weapons, the immortals who were watching the battle began to chatter again.

"Fellow daoist surnamed Chi doesn't have a magic weapon?"

"Most people who practice charm are not good at weapons."

"The charm technique may have a miraculous effect on lustful people, but Cai Daoyou has a firm heart, so he will not be fooled by him."

A group of immortals chattered endlessly, while waiting to see this duel that was almost decided.

But before they finished their slander, Cai Xingjun fell to the ground with a slap.Face to the ground motionless.

It happened so suddenly.

The viewers didn't even have time to come back to their senses.

what happened?

I saw the two of them standing opposite each other, without any movement, and one person fell down?

At this time, the two were ready to fight, but it was only a blink of an eye.

After a while, the crowd began to whisper and chatter boiled over.

What kind of illness did Cai Xingjun suddenly suffer from?

Or did their souls leave their bodies, their bodies remained where they were, and their fighting skills went to other places?

The national teacher raised his mouth and smiled towards the place where the emperor's relatives were sitting, his gorgeous eyes were flamboyant and arrogant, and there was an indescribable malice and insidiousness in it.

Then he arrogantly walked to the opposite arbor, sat down indifferently, still looking at the opposite side with a wicked smile on his face.

Fighting over?

The audience looked dazed and lost their minds.

Qi Yin, the commander-in-chief of the imperial army, was the first to come back to his senses. He dutifully walked up to Cai Xingjun's body, and stretched out his hand to check his breathing.

Afterwards, he checked his pulse and heartbeat, and checked every part of his body carefully before announcing the unbelievable results to everyone, even though he had already felt it in his heart.

Cai Xingjun died.

Although I don't know whether the primordial spirit went out of the body and returned to the heaven, or there are other ways, but the mortal body lying on the ground has died.

The crowd was in an uproar.

What kind of magic technique did Guoshi Chi use?

Is the fighting technique of immortals really so mysterious?Mortals with the naked eye can't see their competition at all?

The emperor of the world raised his eyes and looked at the crowd of immortals who were watching from the wall, hoping that someone could explain to him how the two high-level immortals compare.

However, all the gods who descended from the mortal world also had frightened faces, and they didn't see anything.

The experienced military officer asked, "Is there any injury? Where is the injury?"

Governor Qi shook his head and said to everyone, "No injury."

The uproarious crowd suddenly fell silent.

A few birds flew over the branches next to the square, stopped on the treetops and sang a few birdsong.

It was obviously not a crow, but the voice sounded like a jackdaw weeping blood, which made one's hair stand on end.

"National teacher, this..." A few drops of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the emperor in the world, and he looked at the other party, hoping that he could say something.

The national teacher raised his mouth towards a certain position beside him, and joked with boundless malice: "Want to know? If you ask me, I'll tell you."

No one answered.

Most of the people didn't know who the national teacher was talking to, and they were very confused but dared not ask.

Even if some people have guessed the mystery, they are silent.

Presumably he was referring to King Linyuan.The undercurrent between the two of them has flowed all the way from the court to here, and I don't know what kind of hatred it is.

Chi Guoshi chuckled resentfully, and then turned his ghostly-colored Senhan eyes to a group of immortals.

"Who else wants to fight? Let's go together, don't waste my time."

All the immortal masters and emperors lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes, for fear that their souls would be taken away by the strange charm.

"Since there is no one, then I will give you a day to pack up. Get out before I get up tomorrow, otherwise you will be like him..."

There was a slight pause in the clear voice with a cold smile, and then it rang in everyone's ears: "The soul flies away, and it will never enter reincarnation."

Chi Guoshi once again turned his gaze to the emperor's side, raised his eyebrows and raised his mouth and smiled, as if he was telling someone that he had to go back to his room first to make up for the lack of sleep.

Then, under everyone's attention, he swaggered away.

Yang Nianyuan stood up at this moment, bowed respectfully and saluted: "Respectfully send off the national teacher."

"Respectfully send off the national teacher." The party members behind him also bowed their knees submissively.

Many dignitaries in the court also followed the gust of wind and stood up and bowed their heads one after another.

The sound of "respectfully sending off the national teacher" echoed in the wide square for a long time.

The emperor of the world was left idle.

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