Chapter 405 Retreat! Three healing methods of six earth immortals

"Imperial Capital..."

Xin Zhuo had already mounted King Qin's war horse, reined in and looked back at Andu. He had stayed in this ghost place for several months, and a lot of things had happened during it. The next time he went to the city, I don't know what year or month it would be, or whether he would be there.

With absolute power and suppressing everything, it is impossible to come back.

Someone has been sent to inquire about my mother's health. It is said that she has woken up, but she has been injured for a long time and needs to rest.

The Jiang family is currently stable.

Su Miaojin...

"Walk!"

"Rumble..."

One hundred thousand cavalry turned west, leaving patches of dust and smoke along the way.

The soldiers on the wall of the imperial capital in the distance were always paying attention to the soldiers here. The officials couldn't help but cheer and celebrate with their crowns.

…

The complete retreat of the Western Qin army and the burial of Emperor Daxing of the Great Zhou Dynasty took place almost simultaneously.

This seems to be the complete settlement of the grudge between Xin Zhuo and Ji Chunjiu!

It's just that the Western Qin army raided and relocated people along the way, doing everything they could to make the gods angry and people resentful.

However, Jiang Yuqing, the leader of the Western Qin Dynasty, really had no intention of managing internal affairs, so he had to be strictly controlled by Yu Siliu, Taixun Gong, Song Laochu and others, and then he retreated in an orderly manner.

Xin Zhuo and his party hurried slowly and hurriedly. When they arrived at Xingling, the capital of Western Qin, it was still the twelfth lunar month. The first heavy snowfall came unexpectedly, and the whole world was completely white.

The whole city of Xingling Mansion was empty, and the people were eating pots of pulp and sweeping the streets to greet each other. In the eyes of the people of the Zhou Dynasty, this was a group of rebel thieves, but in the eyes of the people of the Western Qin Dynasty, they were their son-in-law and the hero of the family returned.

Naturally, the Western Qin army was rid of their arrogance and arrogance, and everyone turned into a shy and polite man.

However, His Highness the King of Qin was really in no mood and hurried back to the newly built Qin Palace.

Qin Palace, Immortal Immortal Palace, Shili Lotus Pond, and small pavilion.

The heavy snow is falling, six people are sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, two are playing games, and four are watching.

The game was between Li Guangling and Ling Xuzi, the master of Lingyun Palace.

The ones to watch are Huang Taigai, the white-headed immortals in the Kunlun Palace, the immortal Chen Feidu in the Dry Sword Tomb, and the immortals in the Walker Valley who refuse to eat.

The six people were in high spirits and full of energy.

They were in a good mood. The legendary prosperity of martial arts was not yet here, and warriors would have to rely on the dynasty to practice. Although the Western Qin Dynasty was not a dynasty, after the attack on the Great Zhou Dynasty, one kingdom had become powerful, and its luck was like purple energy coming from the east.

The first ones to benefit were them, the earthly immortals and sects under the Western Qin Dynasty.

Chess is chess. Li Guangling doesn't like to talk with his hands, and his chess skills are quite good. He has already won a Grand Slam, and no one is his opponent.

Ling Xuzi looked at the chessboard like a gambler, with beads of sweat on his forehead, pointing at his "red horse": "Huh? I made the wrong move. If I do this..."

"Smelly chess basket! Don't regret your chess!" Li Guangling looked serious and his eyes were like knives.

Ling Xuzi's expression was stern, but he was unwilling to admit defeat and was in a dilemma.

"Master Ling, listen to what I say!" Huang Taigai pointed to Ling Xuzi's car, "If you go from a dead end to a dead end, I will eat more salt than you drink!"

"I'm afraid you've been eating salt for the past two hundred years..." Ling Xuzi pushed the chess pieces around and admitted defeat.

The six people laughed, and suddenly felt something. They all looked towards the wooden road opposite, and saw King of Qin Jiang Yuqing walking walking alone.

"What a dragon walking like a tiger!"

Several earthly immortals came forward to greet him and bowed their hands in greeting: "Your Highness is back?"

Xin Zhuo glanced at the six people and saw that the immortals of the four major sects were also there. To his surprise, he waved his hand: "You're welcome!"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves lightly, and the signs of death and atrophy of his meridians were unreservedly displayed in front of everyone.

These six people are all our own, there is no need to hide anything.

However, the six Earth Immortals inquired carefully, and although they were shocked, they were not surprised.

The childlike-faced and white-haired family member cupped his hands and said: "The six of us are here to wait for His Highness. We already know about Your Highness's affairs!"

"oh?"

Xin Zhuo sat down in a pavilion and looked at the six people. He suddenly wondered if these six earthly immortals had known about it all along and deliberately concealed it.

Huang Taigai seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and shook his head and said: "You don't need to make wild guesses. We don't have the ability of the Great Zhou Qin Tianjian and the four major sects. When the Western Qin Dynasty raised its troops, we couldn't see it. When you see it, you

We have already reached the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

"Then do you have any method?" Xin Zhuo asked with burning eyes.

Although there is a way to survive by sharing the life span of sacrificial spirits, the body is like a sieve and the meridians are shrinking uncontrollably step by step. This must be solved.

Several Earth Immortals looked at each other, and Huang Taigai frowned and said, "Your Highness, can you tell me what method you used to change your life against the will of heaven and remain immortal?"

Things like the Immortal Rules of Heaven, the Four Symbols, and the White Rainbow are not particularly dark secrets. Not only did Xin Zhuo experience them, they also appeared many times in history books. They would appear every time before the great age of martial arts came!

But there were almost no warriors who survived such a thing. Jiang Yuqing was so alive and kicking, which was really beyond their expectations.

The six people have studied it many times, but they still can't figure it out. This Qin Wang Jiang Yuqing always seems to be able to do things that ordinary people can't understand.

Xin Zhuo thought for a while and said paradoxically: "I happened to have an ancient life-extending magical power, but it treats the symptoms but not the root cause. My life span is about to end, and the lamp will die soon after the oil is exhausted!"

Bai Tou said: "We have actually developed three methods for Your Highness, you can try them one by one!"

Xin Zhuo became more energetic: "Oh? Come and listen!"

"The first is the method of dual cultivation to turn evil. You can use the magic of dual cultivation to forcibly transfer the wounds of heaven and earth to other people, but it must be someone with the same realm as His Highness, that is, the Great Venerable!"

Bai Bai looked at Xin Zhuo up and down. When Xin Zhuo showed his physical injuries just now, his blood energy fluctuated. It seemed that he was still a great venerable, but much stronger. He seemed to be no less powerful than an earthly immortal. "We have already arranged a lot of people.

, as my disciples from Kunlun Palace think about it, Ling Yuyue and other female disciples from Lingyun Palace!"

Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then asked with some uncertainty: "Does double cultivation mean being a husband and wife?"

"This is natural! And it lasts at least two hours at a time!" Juan Baitou seems to be used to it. The method of dual cultivation by warriors is just a common thing in the world.

"How sure are you?" Xin Zhuo frowned.

The white head of the family member sighed: "First level! The rules of heaven and immortality are difficult to predict, we are just giving it a try!"

"That's no need!" Xin Zhuo felt that it was a bit nonsense. He was not sure whether his body would be absorbed by those women, so he asked: "What about the second one?"

Huang Taigai said: "I offer sacrifices to Confucianism. Our Confucianism is the state religion of Great Zhao, Great Qin, and Great Song Dynasty. It can know the rise and fall, honor and disgrace, and has the responsibility of educating the world, so it is useless for Great Yan and Great Zhou!"

If Your Highness becomes a religious person, inherits the Confucian orthodoxy, takes the responsibility of teaching the world, and absorbs the luck of Confucianism, he will not be able to follow the laws of heaven and immortality, and perhaps he can gradually recover!"

Very good! The idea of ​​Confucianism taking a stand against the Western Qin Dynasty is still alive!

Xin Zhuo stared at Huang Taigai for a long time before asking: "How sure are you?"

Huang Taigai's old face showed a trace of embarrassment: "San Chong!"

“You can consider it!”

This was what was decided before, so Xin Zhuo asked again: "Where's the last one?"

Several earth immortals looked at each other, and finally Ling Xuzi gritted his teeth and said: "Use the method of feigning death to preserve a trace of true spiritual consciousness and bury it somewhere to wait for the prosperous age of martial arts to come. With the immortal rules of heaven gone, the injuries in His Highness's body will naturally be weakened a lot.

, and if we find a better way, we will naturally be as good as before!"

Xin Zhuo looked at Li Guangling, who was taking a nap in silence, and then thought of the Yan Kaishan and the Ancestor of the Horsefly, the Lihuo Suzaku True Spirit in the Tianmen Valley.

However, he feels that this method is absolutely useless for him. Who in the world can guarantee that there will be no accidents in the future? Who happens to remember him and dig it out for him when the time comes? After all, he is only in the Great Venerable Realm. If he doesn't die then, he will die.

Got it!

It's just that these meridians are shrinking all the time. If only a pile of bones are left, can I cultivate the white bone essence?

But looking at the confident expressions of the several Earth Immortals, he still asked: "How sure are you?"

Ling Xuzi smiled and said: "Fifty percent!"

Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time and said: "Seven days later, let's try to offer sacrifices to Confucians and then join Confucianism?"

When it comes to Confucianism, we need to gather some foundation first and then talk about it. What if it’s useful?

There are still two chapters left. It will be uploaded at three o'clock. I fell asleep again.
Chapter completed!