MTL - Seeking Immortals-Chapter 337 Li Xian

  In the city of nothingness, although Zhen C's reputation is not obvious, after all, there are many enemies and many people who know others; seeing Zhen C's arrival at the monument of emptiness and reality, these people are all amazed.

  Those who have been able to walk to the virtual and real stele in the past dynasties all have accumulated a certain amount of knowledge about the virtual and real way, and they must be related to the background of the virtual and real way.

  Going to the virtual and real island without the background of virtual and real, and understanding the truth of virtual and real while traveling, this can be done, but it is extremely difficult. It is almost impossible to see the monument of virtual and real every five or six hundred years.

  At this time, there are only seventeen years left before the Unable to open the secret realm. Many Dongxu who want to enter the secret realm to compete for the life and death scriptures of the underworld and the old land of the immortals have arrived on Ruchuan star, and the dharmakaya has entered the city of nothingness to exchange information.

  The Zhen family has some holes and stays in the city of nothingness all year round.

Zhen Zheng stared at the blurred figure of Zhen Chuang, and said in a deep voice: "This half-blooded rebellious son of the Zhen family has really strong luck. He took out the life and death wheel of the ghost last time, and found that after breaking through the hole, he still reached the virtual reality. In the center of the island, it is expected to peep into the secrets of virtual reality."

   "If he brings out the Supreme Immortal Sutra of the false and true way again, then it should be heaven favored him."

   "That's not right," Zhen Yan seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly, and he said aside, "Twenty years ago, Zhen Ci was still active in the city of nothingness all year round. At that time, Zhen Ci should not have been on the island of virtual reality."

   "That is to say, it may only take 20 years for Zhen Ci to find the stele of emptiness and reality. The three of Ling Chuanhou have been on the island and they have traveled for 300 years!"

  The people around fell silent after listening.

   It is unimaginable to travel through the virtual and real island in twenty years.

   "Maybe it has something to do with clearing ghosts." Zhen Zheng stared at the figure next to Zhen Sashi, full of fear. A strong man who came from the forces of Yin and God, he was afraid of a hole with no background and two holes. This scene has been difficult to see for thousands of years.

"However, to compete for opportunities, it is impossible to rely solely on the strength of one or two people. It depends more on the background. Without the protection of the Yin God, it is just an ant in the end. No matter how strong the hole is, as long as there are enough holes in the same situation to attack it at the same time, Just relying on supernatural powers, you can submerge them." Zhen Zheng smiled immediately, but the killing intent towards Zhen Ci in his heart was even stronger.

  The next time you enter the secret realm, you must kill Zhen Ci as soon as possible to avoid future troubles for Zhen's family.

  Although the Zhen family is backed by Beiqi Xianchao, if Zhen Ci cleans up the Zhen family in the name of family infighting, Xianchao will not intervene to stop it.

  In another building in the city, Yu Fang and Monk Jiuzhi, who were debating the way of life and the way of death, also interrupted their discussion of the law because of the appearance of the virtual and real stele.

   "Is that person Qing Gui?" Yu Fang mused. He had seen Li Qing's portrait, but at this moment the figure was blurred, and he couldn't distinguish his face or his body.

   "It doesn't matter whether it's true or not," Monk Jiuzhi said with a smile, "Once the secret realm is opened, there will be answers to everything. Whoever cares about the person, as long as you have experience."

  In the Unable to Secret Territory, Li Qing and Zhen C stood in front of the false and real stele, hesitating for a long time, watching Qiao An fall, and then watching Qiao An disappear.

Li Qing already knew about the appearance of the virtual and real monument in the city of nothingness, but it had little effect. unclear.

"Fellow ghost clearer, after I fall on the stele, I will disappear and transform into a void. When I touch the opportunity to break the barrier, I must be prepared in advance." Zhen Ci hastily made a life lamp and handed it to Li Qing, who planned to fall first .

   It is rumored that there is no danger of life in the enlightenment method of the false and true stele, but after all, he has never seen anyone try it with his own eyes, so Li Qing decided to take it easy and watch the change of the life lamp.

   Zhen Ci stepped forward, intending to engrave his own name on the stele, but failed in the end. After only three strokes, it was difficult to continue, and then his physical body disappeared, as if he had been blurred.

   "Eh?" During the process of Zhen stabbing the physical body to become virtual, Li Qing felt a little bit of the unique way of emptiness and reality, and began to analyze it in an instant. Unknowingly, his knowledge of the way of emptiness and reality slowly increased.

   Zhen Ci disappeared, the life lamp was on, and no one was hindered. Li Qing was not in a hurry, sat down in front of the stele of false and real, looked at the stele of false and real, and prepared to observe the stele to understand the true and false.

The stele of emptiness and reality will not appear permanently in the city of nothingness, and it will disappear after three days. The monks in the city can only see Zhen Ci's falling method. , Hesitating in front of the stele and not daring to make a move, it is obviously impossible to fall."

   "The Zhen thorn fell successfully, but the Qing ghost did not. It's strange."

   "I thought that Zhen Ci could find the false and real stele by clearing ghosts. Am I wrong?"

  Li Qing sat in front of the Monument of Emptiness and Reality, and he sat there for seven years, and the lamp of Zhen Ci's life was lit for seven years, and he finally stood up.

   "In seven years, I have realized the way of emptiness and reality again, and I have a better grasp of breaking the barriers of emptiness and reality. I am only missing the key point. There is no chance. The last layer of membrane is difficult to pierce." Li Qing shook his head.

  Li Qing transformed into a brand new appearance, approached the stele again, stretched out a finger, and planned to fall.

  Name, he is not going to engrave.

   "Let's write the word 'Xian'."

  Li Qing started to write. The first three strokes were easy and completed in one go. The fourth stroke was difficult and he barely finished.

  In the fifth stroke, Li Qing encountered great resistance. He integrated his understanding of the virtual and real way in the past seven years, and only then did he carve the fifth stroke with difficulty.

  It is absolutely impossible to write again after the five strokes have passed. However, the five strokes have become the character for 'immortal', and he just carved a complete character.

  Li Qing thought of Qiao An's calmness when he engraved his name, he was indeed not as good.

  As soon as the falling method was completed, Li Qing felt a force of illusion and reality, pulling him into an unknown space.

  …

  Virtual boundary.

  Da Ling Dynasty.

   On the fifth day of December, it was extremely cold and the mountains were blocked by heavy snow.

  A mountain in the north of Gyeonggi, Hushan Village.

   This is a small village composed of hunters, with only five families, who make a living by hunting.

  On the day when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, the mountains were quiet and silent, but Hushan Village was extremely lively, because the Li family of the five families had a big birthday.

   Several women were busy, and the hot water was passed to the delivery room without stopping.

   Not long after, there was a loud cry of a baby in the delivery room, and then a woman said: "I gave birth, I gave birth to a young master, and the Li family has a son!"

  The door of the room opened, and the delivery woman came out with the baby boy in her arms. Li Lin, who was waiting outside, rushed to meet him, overjoyed.

  The woman smiled and said, "Brother Li, hurry up and give the young master a name."

   "Yes, yes, yes." Seeing his son's joy, Li Lin felt a little overwhelmed for a while. He had a name in his mind, but when he got stuck, he said to the woman, "I'm a fool, and I can't think of a good name."

   "Young master has an extraordinary appearance, and his skin was as white as snow when he was born. In my opinion, he might as well be called Li Xian."

   "Li Xian?" After Li Lin let out a long breath, his breath was smooth, and his emotions returned to normal. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this name was too expensive. It would be better to call him Li Mu and Li Qing. They are very ordinary and suitable for this kind of family background.

  Li Lin planned to name his child Li Qing, but his wife heard Li Xian's name and said, "Li Xian is nice and noble, so let's call him Li Xian."

  After Li Xian was born, he became the treasure of the family, but he was too young, so he only ate and slept every day, and ate after sleeping.

  The days of babes are quiet, but the days of heads are not.

  In the deep mountains of Hushan Village, there are many fierce tigers. The hunters in Hushan Village are in danger of dying when they want to hunt for food in the competition of fierce tigers. However, several hunters are experienced and rarely even get injured.

  However, the snow fell so heavily in winter that all the beasts stayed in their lairs. A very hungry tiger slowly approached Hushan Village under desperation.

  One night, fierce tigers rushed into Hushan Village.

  The fierce tiger attacked the village late at night, and the dogs kept barking, waking up the five hunters: "The tiger attacked the village, ring the gong!"

  With the sound of gongs and drums, five hunters came out with their bows. With five men, it was not a problem to shoot a tiger. However, the tiger attacked at night, and on a snowy night, the hunters' eyesight and movement were affected.

  A mistake, Li Lin missed and was bitten by a tiger.

  The fierce tiger was shot and killed, but Li Lin also died of his injuries soon after. At this time, his newborn son Li Xian was only one month old, and he didn't know it.

   Tragedy will not stop because of human weakness. Five years later, when Li Xian was five years old, his mother died of a serious illness.

  Both of his parents died, and Li Xian was alone and helpless, barely relying on the support of the other four hunters, but the other hunters were also in a difficult situation.

  After the beginning of spring, an uncle of the Li family came to Hushan Village to pick up the young Li Xian and raise him.

Another three years later, there was a severe drought and people's livelihood was difficult. Uncle Li complained to his wife at night: "Our family has become more and more difficult. In the past three years, you have had two children in a row and you have to take care of Li Xian. Things have not been good recently. Days are coming."

   "I'm in good health now, but my waist always hurts. I'm really going to be sick for two months. I'm afraid that if I sell my daughter to subsidize my family."

   "What kind of girl are you selling?" the wife said with a dark face, "If you dare to sell my daughter, I'll kill you with a headshot. Isn't there a poor Li Xian in the family? You sold him."

  Uncle Li's family frowned: "No, this is my own nephew. If someone knows, he wants to poke my spine."

The wife snorted coldly: "It's okay to sell a daughter, but not a nephew? If it weren't for our financial support, no father and no mother, the child at a young age would have been sold as a slave. I heard that he would be a **** in the palace. It's a good job, you sent Li Xian to the capital, don't talk about selling it, just say you have made a good future for Li Xian."

  Uncle Li's family thought about it, and finally agreed.

  One year later, when Li Xian was nine years old, he was taken to the capital by the Li family uncle, who handed Li Xian over to an old **** for five taels of silver.

  The old **** castrated Li Xian with his own hands. Li Xian, who was nine years old, was raised in the mountains since he was a child, and no one taught him.

After Li Xian's health improved, the old **** sent Li Xian to the cold palace, and said: "Xiao Lizi, you will work in the cold palace from now on, listen less and talk less, and don't fight to work more, don't flatter the concubine, do your own part." If you follow the chief **** in the cold palace, you can live a few more years."

  Li Xian didn't understand anything at first, but after three years, he understood everything, but it was too late, he was no longer a normal person.

  According to the words of the old eunuch, Li Xian quickly stayed in the cold palace for seven years, and he was well acquainted with the old man in the palace. He was already sixteen years old.

   This night, he fell asleep.

  …

"what's the situation?"

   "I'm a majestic true king, and I realized a monument of falsehood. When I woke up, I became an **** again?"

  Li Qing woke up from his sleep, and found that there was a skillful scholar's crown and a round-neck and large-sleeved gown beside him. The bottom was empty, and his face was soft and white.