The First Immortal King of the Perfect World

From ancient times to the present, the human race can be said to be spread all over the vast starry sky. The burst of vitality since the ancient tribe retreated has really frightened all races. The reproduction of such weak creatures is simply scary, more amazing than any other race.

Yunchuan Ozawa, this is a small mountain range in the central part of the Eastern Wasteland. It is located in a small area of ​​Longchuan Country. It is lush and full of vitality. There are not many such mountains in the central part of the Eastern Wasteland, let alone in the starry sky. The Longchuan Kingdom is just an almost negligible small country under the rule of the Zifu Holy Land in the Central Region. It spans seven or eight thousand miles. In this world, it is not even a small place.

The river is full of ferocious beasts and is full of dangers. Except for some giant cities with powerful human beings, there are few people in other places. On the contrary, the human race who only rely on the river to survive is the real worry-free place.

The ancient town of Ozawa in Yunchuan is a small place with a population of only tens of thousands. It relies on mountains to eat and water to eat. Ozawa Town is surrounded by mountains and rivers. But even so, the life of human beings is still too difficult. Not only must they consider survival. , you also need to face all kinds of wolves, tigers and leopards and beware of the powerful anger that can destroy cities and countries at every turn.

The people are prosperous and suffer. If they die, the people will suffer. It's the same in that world. After all, the fairy seedlings that can truly open up the sea of ​​suffering, cultivate the fountain of destiny and embark on the path of spiritual practice can no longer be described as being selected from a million. It is only possible for one existence to appear among countless people.

The easternmost part of Ozawa Town is a huge ruin. It is said that this was originally an ancient temple with great incense. I don’t know what it was dedicated to. Even some of the older generations don’t know it, let alone why it was abandoned later. I just occasionally heard some rumors leaked out in the small town's teahouses and restaurants. In the distant past, the owner of this ancient temple was punished by God, which caused thunder. In the end, this whole place was destroyed in the thunder.

Nowadays, the broken ancient temple has become a home for some wanderers. The broken wall has been covered with moss after years of erosion. The grass is lush, but there is a path leading straight to the center of the ruins. Some steps are faintly hidden in the grass, revealing the traces of time.

"Brother Qingli! Am I going to die?"

A girl's whisper came from the natural gap formed by the collapse of the wall. Lying on a bed made of dry grass, a child of about six or seven years old with torn clothes was lying. Considering the environment in which he grew up, his actual age may be older. Some.

This age that should have been embraced by parents has been through many vicissitudes. Even a child can be so calm in the face of death. It is so calm that it is shocking, it is so calm that it is shocking, it is so calm that it is heart-wrenching. It is really unimaginable that under these parents Children who may cry when they are not around can accept their own death calmly.

"No, trust me, Ya will get better soon. Come on! Drink some water first, I'll go find something to eat right away."

On the side, a broken bowl piece in the trembling and chapped little hand of a child filled some water from an equally broken small jar and put it into the mouth of the girl lying on the ground. The chapped lips could not even be opened, although the child who spoke was still there. He comforted the girl on the ground, but his condition was not much better. He was shaking all over, and even the breath of life was about to disappear. Maybe he just hoped to leave this painful world later than the girl.

These are two little beggars. The torn clothes on their bodies were all taken from the dead old beggar. Now, the same fate seems to be waiting for them.

The monks are fighting for the crossing, and the mortals are also fighting for the crossing. Even the weakest creatures have to endure the test. They also need to work hard for survival. God will not show any mercy. The cycle of life and death is just a reincarnation. Maybe for As far as God is concerned, they just can't escape the reincarnation of this life. They are not much different from those powerful monks who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. They just die earlier or later.

Until nightfall, there seemed to be no sign of life among the ruins.

Suddenly, a ray of light burst through the sky and disappeared into the ruins. This ray of light came so fast that it could not be predicted and could not be seen. It was like a hurried glance from God to the earth.

The two originally weak lives seemed to have ushered in a new life, and the vital energy was slowly recovering.

On the top of a brilliant green mountaintop, the ancient golden palace is eerie and eternity-like, exuding immortal matter, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant, dragons and phoenixes chirping, all spirits transforming into forms and moving, divine springs gurgling, and fairy aura permeating the air.

In front of the golden ancient palace, the interlaced true patterns on the ground shimmered and moved like an altar. The golden true patterns condensed and two young figures suddenly appeared in this fairyland.

The two young children were frightened in their hearts at this time. They had never left Ozawa Town in their lives and could not stay calm. Such a sudden situation made them overwhelmed.

"Where is this place? I remember I was already asleep."

The little boy whispered uneasily.

"Is this the Kingdom of Heaven?"

Looking at the green golden light all around, the majesty, simplicity, and atmosphere of the ancient palace, everything was so shocking to the soul, incompatible with the broken clothes on their bodies, and endless power poured into their bodies from heaven and earth.

The little boy took a step forward and protected the girl behind him. His voice was not so high-pitched, but it echoed throughout the world and was full of strength.

After a long time, there was no response. The little boy looked at the girl behind him and seemed to make up his mind. He stepped forward step by step and approached the golden ancient palace. The girl behind him held the boy's broken clothes and followed closely.

Standing in front of the gate of the Golden Ancient Palace, looking at the Immortal Palace without any cracks, the anxious little boy still gently raised his right hand and tried to push away.

It's like a door of destiny that has been sealed for eternity has been pushed open. The space is ancient and timeless, and the faint sound is ethereal and exciting.

"Come up, kid."

In the golden ancient palace, what caught the eyes of the two little beggars was another world. The stars were so close that they seemed to fall down at any time. A voice fell from Qingming and echoed between the world.

Ahead, from the feet of the two children, a road leads directly to an island floating in the endless void in the distance. The bottom is as chilling as an abyss.

"Is this the fairyland?"

The two children whispered, maybe this is the place that people often call the fairy home. When they were begging, they heard someone discussing it.

The little boy no longer hesitated. He knew that this was an opportunity, a good opportunity to change his destiny. He stepped directly onto the Starry Sky Avenue and headed towards the divine island in the void. The little girl's hand was held by the boy at some point. Her face was full of smiles, showing her small mouth with one front tooth missing. The two braids tied with weeds on her head looked very cute. She was not afraid to walk with the boy at this time.

On the island of God, an ancient road filled with fairy spirit was formed. The two children could only show their little heads, and the rest were submerged in the mist.

A moment later, in a huge ancient pavilion, opposite a long jade table, the mist also flooded the jade chair, and a figure appeared as transparent, with only a vague engraving visible.

His whole body contained the energy of chaos, and he sat at the head of the long table like a god looking down on the world.

"Are you the master here?"

"Yes."

"Did you save us?"

The little boy looked very mature and looked at the blurry figure in the ancient pavilion and asked.

"You are very smart."

There seemed to be no emotion at all, and the voices in the ancient pavilion were very calm.

"Why?"

"There is no reason. Some people in the world have good luck, and some have bad luck. Just like you came here, or just like your previous encounters, you can regard it as your own good luck."

Lin Yue whispered, a kind of bad taste coming from his true self, as if he was playing the role of a certain villain.

"what can I do for you?"

The little boy is very wise and knows many things in this world.

"Here, you can get everything you want, but I need you to fight for me in the future."

"good!"

There is no choice, or no choice at all.

"Next, I will teach you how to practice."

As time went by, I don’t know when, two young figures walked out of the ruins east of Ozawa Town, Yunchuan. Soon, they disappeared in the place where they had lived for nearly ten years.

Eastern Wasteland and Southern Territory.

Taixuanmen has been passed down for thousands of years and stands in the endless fairy mountains in the southern region. This is a great sect that is slightly famous in the entire Eastern Wasteland.

The terrain of this mountain range is vast, and luck is endless. The 108 peerless peaks contain a variety of supreme secrets. At their peak, they were enough to be sent to the top 100 in the Eastern Wilderness. This is a terrifying ranking, even now There has been a lot of decline, and the inheritance of many main peaks is not obvious. However, the inheritance of other main peaks is enough to protect the Taixuan Sect.

Only under some ancient aristocratic families and holy lands, in the Southern Territory, except for the Yaoguang and Ji family and other forces with Ji Dao imperial soldiers, almost no one dares to say that they can stabilize the Taixuan Sect.

Even these forces with the ultimate emperor's soldiers are not willing to provoke Taixuanmen easily. Many years ago, the elders of the Holy Land fought against a powerful Taixuanmen and were unable to suppress Taixuan's power.

Xingfeng, as one of the main peaks of Taixuan, is also the most important inheritance of Taixuan. It is the place where the founder of Taixuan sect was established. It is the true holy land of the Immortal Family and the main peak that countless monks dream of joining.

It is dominated by star peaks and surrounded by fairy mountains. One of the peaks attached to the star peak is almost no smaller than the other main peaks, and its majesty is even greater.

A waterfall, like the Milky Way falling three thousand feet, scattered mist mixed with water, tiny water droplets reflected a huge divine rainbow emerging, cranes roared in the sky, the spiritual energy was thick and transformed into the mountains and grass, many weak insects and beasts appeared. jungle.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of the piano, birds and animals chords, and all the spirits moved with it. Even the soul-soothing rhythm of the piano made people calm. It was definitely made by the great master of Qintao.

Before the waterfall, a 12-13-year-old boy was sitting cross-legged on the stone beach. The guqin on his lap was playing with the young man's slender hands, emitting an ancient rhythm that made people almost realize the Tao.

It is really unbelievable that such a charm of Tao was created by a young man. It would be shameful if those from the outside world who claim to be masters of Qin Tao saw it.

The young man has black hair like a waterfall, and is dressed in a long moonlight gown. Gray and black belts and waist protectors are decorated with moonlight, just like the stars accompanying the ice soul in the night sky.

His sword eyebrows are not sharp at all, but extremely soft, his starry eyes are hidden, his face is as white as a cherry blossom, and his mouth is as red as a cherry blossom. His extraordinary and otherworldly temperament makes him look like a fairy in a painting. It makes people look so pleasing to the eye. It is hard to imagine such a person. The beauty is actually a boy and not a girl.

Although he looked like an immortal in the painting, the melancholy between the young man's brows made people know that he was not as happy as outsiders saw him. Perhaps he would only reveal such inner feelings during the few days when that person left.

The harp stops, the beasts stand, and the fairy birds fall asleep on the ground, never waking up from the sound of the harp.

"He's coming back again, you can leave."

The young man spoke.

"It's because of my incompetence that I let you be humiliated like this because of Taixuan."

A middle-aged man appeared from the fairy mist, his voice full of helplessness. Unfortunately, there was no way. It was a behemoth that Taixuan Sect could not compete with. Once it broke out, the ten thousand years of inheritance would be destroyed.

"Please don't say that, it makes Yunfei ashamed. It's just fate that Taixuan gave birth to me and raised me. However, I am very satisfied to be able to stay in the world, see more beautiful scenery in the world, and play more Yunfei songs."

The young man whispered, seemingly unconcerned, but at this high-spirited age, who is willing to be silent? He also wanted to show off his edge like everyone else and compete with the heroes of the world.

After a long time, the man left with a sigh, leaving only the young man sitting alone in front of the waterfall.

"Is this really my life? But I'm not willing to do it!"

Just when the young man stood up to leave, a shocking light came from the void. The young man was suddenly startled. This thing actually escaped directly from Taixuan's group of masters, which surprised him.

Before the startling light could go away, the young man jumped up like a divine bird spreading its wings, directly intercepting the startling light.

"What is this?"

The young man who sat down again looked at the yin-yang wheel in his hand and frowned. It was simple and unpretentious but exuded a kind of gravity, which could even cover up a hint of heaven. This was his feeling, but he didn't know that within all the worlds, No one can deduce this Yin-Yang Wheel anymore.

With a movement of his mind, he directly penetrated into the Yin and Yang Chakra.

boom……

In an instant, the young man was shaken, and his entire soul seemed to be pulled out of his body, heading to an unknown place.

In front of the golden ancient palace on the top of the ancient mountain, the young man looked astonished, as if he was in a dream.

"Fairy Realm!"

With a whisper, although he could not see the whole world, the young man trembled all over. He couldn't help but approach the ancient palace door, raised his right hand and touched it. In the slowly opening door, an unprecedented world appeared in the young man's eyes.

He is not an ordinary person with no foundation. He was born in a mysterious place, and his vision and vision are among the best in the world, but he has never seen such a fairyland.

"The oracle reveals your coming, young man, come up."

An ethereal sound descended from Qingming, causing the young man to be excited.

I guess it’s almost done. I’m so tired. The plot of Shading the Sky may start in the next chapter. I’ll think about it carefully. The protagonist won’t appear frequently. If you don’t like it, just wait until God returns. This book is almost over.