Chapter 492

Somewhere in the palace, there was an altar that looked like a sacrificial altar. It was ninety feet high, corresponding to the number of Nine Levels of Heaven. The rest of the decorations were arranged according to the number of the twelve hours and the number of the stars in the sky.

At this moment, the altar made of white jade was divided by red silk into three altars: the inner, middle, and outer altars. Each of the altars had formations, talismans, and lit lamps. It was grand and complicated, giving off a mysterious and sacred feeling.

The Emperor, dressed in a five-clawed dragon robe, stood in front of the altar with several ministers and eunuchs. They looked at the forest of lights, the talismans, and the red lines everywhere. Their expressions became more solemn. Yesterday, the Aquamarine Palace had issued a decree saying that immortals would descend to the mortal world to help. This made them both anxious and expectant.

The Emperor, who was especially worried about the situation in Qiao Zhou, hurriedly burned incense and bathed, fasting, and calming his heart.

"I wonder which immortal will descend?" While waiting for the auspicious time, the Emperor seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking the ministers and eunuchs beside him.

Over the years, there had been many immortals from the Aquamarine Palace who came here. They all wore masks and used the identity of ancient immortals as their names. They were no strangers and naturally had some guesses.

A dignified minister with a short beard said, "If Progenitor Doumu, Immortal Taiyi, and the others come, the matter will be easily resolved. However, the matter in Qiao Zhou is not serious and will not affect the operation of heaven and earth. They may not come. Perhaps it will be Yun Zhongzi, Bluecloud Progenitor, and other immortals."

"Having immortals is better than having no immortals at all. I'm sure those ignorant bastards in Qiao Zhou will not dare to provoke the Aquamarine Palace!" The eunuch beside him seemed agitated but was actually comforting.

The Emperor nodded lightly and calmed his mind.

He had not expected such a fierce resistance in Qiao Zhou and had only planned to give them a warning. The first time something happened to the imperial envoy, he really thought that he had encountered a monster called Immortal's Sorrow or been struck by lightning. Now that he had taken it seriously and invited immortals, he believed that the matter would not be difficult to resolve.

Who gave them the courage to resist like this? Were they not afraid that he would summon the masters and wipe them all out?

After a while, the sound of a bell resounded. The time had come.

The Emperor tidied his clothes and recited the sutra while slowly walking up the steps. He followed the path of the red lines, which coincided with the number of heaven and earth.

When he reached the top of the altar, he took out the Huang Biaoqing Ci and muttered some words to welcome the immortals of Azure Palace.

Suddenly, the Huang Biaoqing Ci was ignited with a layer of red flames. of flames.

The flame rose up, and a misty green light floated in the air above the altar. Then, a green door that was full of mysterious magic characters appeared.

The green door was simple and ancient, as if it was carved from stone. Every rune seemed to contain a great secret of heaven and earth.

With a creak, the green door slowly opened, releasing tens of thousands of rays of light. The golden light was dazzling, but not glaring.

The Emperor, the ministers, and the eunuchs all held their breath and stared at the golden glow. They saw an immortal in a black Taoist robe walk out of the green door and walk down the steps paved with green light.

The mask he wore was dignified and solemn, making it impossible to distinguish his age. It was the most common image in Taoist temples.

The Heavenly Imals of the Heavof the Heavens!

The emperor and the ministers gasped. The immortal who had come was actually the Primeval Lord of Heaven!

Although they knew that the title of the immortals of Azure Palace was not necessarily related to their strength, they had only heard of the master of Azure Palace, Primogenitor Lingbao. Now that they saw Heavenly Like Heavenly Like Heavenly Like Primogenitor, they could not help but be shocked.

In the legends, this Heavenly Like Primogenitor was above Primogenitor Lingbao. He was the head of Taoism, the beginning of everything, and the Principle of Karma!

"Welcome, Heavenly Like You." The Emperor took a deep breath and saluted solemnly.

Compared to other immortals, Heavenly Like Heavenly Like Primogenitor was more exciting!

The ministers and eunuchs followed.

"Welcome, Heavenly Like You."

…

In a certain secret room, the light was dim, and only a single candle was lit in the center.

A dozen people sat around it, hiding their faces in the darkness.

"What should we do this time? There's news that Green Touring Palace has sent immortals to the mortal realm to escort the imperial envoy. "A hoarse voice sounded.

"Humph, what else can we do? Either we don't do it or we go all out, just like the previous two times! "the man with the deep voice said firmly.

An old voice said hesitantly, "That's the immortals of Azure Palace …"

Azure Palace was mysterious and powerful. They were not immortals but seemed to surpass immortals. It was hard to resist them.

A voice that sounded like a broken gong said, "So what? If we withdraw now, all our previous efforts will go to waste? Although Azure Palace is strong, from the records over the years, there are obvious differences in the strength of immortals. It's not like we can't deal with some of them! "

"Our matter has not been exposed, so Azure Palace won't pay too much attention to it. The immortals who come won't be too strong. As long as we bury the fleet this time, they will have to wait until next year to pass the Immortal's Worry. By then, we will have already succeeded and digested the harvest. What's there to fear?"

Benefits moved people's hearts, and desire blinded the eyes of wisdom. Upon hearing these words, everyone fell silent.

After a while, a sharp voice said, "Anyway, I've never heard of Azure Palace. I don't believe there are immortals in this world! Your families have already been secretly brought over. What's there to be afraid of? "

"Then let's do it like the previous two times. But we have to ask 'him' to do it together. We can't be careless when dealing with immortals," the hoarse voice that spoke first said.

"Yes, it's an inexplicable Heavenly Lord Yuanshi anyway. He's not a powerful immortal like Progenitor Doumu or Immortal Taiyi. What's there to be afraid of? If the two of them join forces, they will definitely cause the fleet to encounter a shipwreck again and bury the immortals in the Immortal's Worry! "the person with the deep voice echoed.

Everyone gradually reached an agreement. After a while, someone asked in a low voice,

"What's the situation over there now?"

…

The indigo blue seawater swayed gently, reflecting the flashing thunder and lightning in the sky. It was suffused with dreamy, gorgeous waves of light. The surroundings were shrouded in a thick fog, which seemed to hide extremely terrifying monsters.

A fleet sailed strictly according to the results of the Taoist priest's calculations, bobbing up and down on the surface of the sea.

On the largest ship, many sailors looked at the endless ocean, the fog that blocked their vision, and the uninterrupted purple lightning and green thunder. Their hearts were filled with an indescribable sense of oppression and heaviness. They felt violent, but also indescribably dead and isolated.

This was a common feeling when sailing on the Immortal's Worry!

"Have you seen the immortal on the ship?" A few sailors who had nothing to do began to whisper.

As ordinary people, they were full of curiosity about the Azure Palace.

"How can we see an immortal? He's always hiding in his room. Food and drink are only sent outside the door. Even the imperial envoy has only seen him a few times. "A sailor sighed.

Another sailor also felt regretful. "We don't even know which 'immortal' it is …"

"Anyway, it's not a real immortal! Why would a real immortal need food and drink? "A sailor curled his lips.

"Bah, have you seen a real immortal? Those storytellers all said that real immortals also love good food and wine. "Another sailor refuted.

Suddenly, their discussion came to an abrupt end. They stood up straight at the same time and respectfully saluted, "Lord Imperial Envoy."

The one who strolled out of the cabin was the imperial envoy, Zhang Yuquan. He had a square face, was in his forties, and was at the prime of his life. His strength had just reached the Exterior, and he could replace any Qiao Province Inspector.

After entering the Immortal's Worry, he had always been a little nervous, afraid of meeting his colleagues again. Since they dared to resist fiercely, they most likely had something to rely on! This time, they might not compromise!

"I can only rely on the immortal …" He looked back at the cabin, the mask of the Heavenly Primogenitor appearing in his mind.

Although the Heavenly Primogenitor had not shown his strength, he always gave people a feeling that he was unfathomable.

Suddenly, a gust of chilly wind blew, causing Zhang Yuquan himself to shiver. The sailors and soldiers on the ship were even more shivering.

The tyrannical sea breeze had unknowingly turned into a bone-chilling chilly wind. The undulating indigo sea suddenly calmed down like a giant sapphire.

Gulp, gulp. The sea seemed to be boiling, and grayish-white bubbles appeared, monotonous and frighteningly chilly!

This feeling made everyone except Zhang Yuquan's hair stand on end. They felt as if invisible evil spirits were hiding around them. They could shuttle between the ships and take away people's lives without leaving a trace!

No one dared to speak. It was as if the moment they opened their mouths, they would scream. The chilly feeling grew stronger and stronger, and some even felt someone blowing on their neck.

Zhang Yuquan took a deep breath and punched out. With his fist as the core, green lightning bloomed like a flower, crackling incessantly. It transformed into a forest of lightning that struck the chilly surroundings.

But the chilly seemed to be able to devour his lightning. There was no change at all. The fierceness, the deathly stillness, and the chilly feeling were about to condense into a substance. It felt like it could suffocate people and kill them silently!

At this moment, in the distance ahead of the fleet, a small boat floated over from the thick fog. A man sat on it, dressed in clothes whiter than snow, with a long sword across his knees. Although he had long hair, he did not look old.

He floated over confidently, his eyes half-closed and his breath restrained. There was nothing out of the ordinary about him, like a treasured sword hidden in a sheath. But amidst the lightning, thick fog, and waves, he seemed to be the main character, the core of everything!

This momentum, this grace, this feeling … Zhang Yuquan's eyes narrowed as he felt the terror of the newcomer. What was more terrifying was that the surrounding chilly murderous intent and invisible hungry ghosts were impossible to guard against!

Primogenitor! Zhang Yuquan suddenly thought of the immortal from the Azure Palace and subconsciously looked back.

At this moment, Zhang Yuquan felt a scorching heat!

The chilly wind suddenly turned hot, and the momentum of Yin and Yang between heaven and earth inexplicably changed!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! "

Screams rang out one after another as formless figures appeared. They were originally hiding in the Yin Chill, using it to resist the lightning and Yang Qi. They had been unscathed all this time, but at this moment, the Yin Chill itself had become pure Yang, making it impossible for them to escape. It was as if they had been thrown into a pot of boiling oil, sizzling as they quickly disappeared.

Only then did Zhang Yuquan realize that an "enemy" had been lurking on the ship!

A muffled groan sounded in the fog. The swordsman in white on the small boat suddenly opened his eyes and unsheathed his long sword. His breath burst out and forcefully separated the fog and lightning in the air!

But a palm appeared in his sight. It was pure white and powerful, seemingly simple and ancient. The palm was secretly formed, and the darkness in front of the palm was like the broken heaven and earth!

The vast and boundless will rushed toward him. As the palm fell, darkness descended, as if the whole world was in the palm, and it was tilting.

At this moment, the swordsman felt the void around him shrink, and the world became small. The airflow instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace. He suddenly felt helpless facing the broken world alone!

He changed his mind and the Sword Qi rushed to his body. He forcefully got rid of this feeling and stabbed his long sword upward. His body and sword became one, and the sword light shone brightly and formed a dark vortex to eliminate the power of this terrible palm.

Whoosh! The waves surged and turned into water swords that stabbed into the air.

Clang!

The pure white palm slapped the long sword. There was no fancy move, but the swordsman felt an indescribable heavy pressure!

Crack! The web between his thumb and forefinger cracked, his arm broke, and his feet sank into the small boat. He watched helplessly as the slender and powerful palm pushed the long sword back and slapped his forehead.

How could there be such a terrible power?

His forehead cracked, and brain juice burst out. He vaguely saw a dignified Taoist wearing a mask.

He was twenty feet tall, and Dharma and Logos intertwined. He gave people a feeling that he was indomitable and in control of everything. He seemed to be a real immortal!

Heavenly Primogenitor?

Heavenly Primogenitor!

The swordsman's vision gradually darkened.