Chapter 488: Cutting from Nantianmen 1 to Penglai East Road
Chapter 488: Cutting from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road
Antarctic fairy?
If there is no other old immortal in the world with a high bulging forehead, a kind-looking old man, and holding a longevity peach in his hand, then it must be him.
The other person gave Tan Wenjie a completely different feeling, and the change in appearance was completely unimportant.
The immortal in Tan Wenjie's consciousness counted with his fingers and said, "So that's how it is. It's a good thing you were able to find this place."
"Master, where is this place?"
They are all the Antarctic Immortal, there is no need to distinguish them so clearly. His filial piety is known to everyone.
The Immortal of the South Pole did not correct Tan Wenjie's address, just like the Immortal in the world of "Green Snake".
"I wanted to steal the Heavenly Rules and escape, but I didn't expect to escape to this wild place."
Tan Wenjie nodded. No matter whether he understood or not, he just nodded first. He respected his teacher and thought about the Ganoderma lucidum and fairy dates in the other person's hand. What the master said was always right.
Besides, talented people like to be riddlers, and he has long been accustomed to it.
No wonder he looks so approachable even though he has become an immortal. It turns out that he is not so impressive. He has to speak vaguely and incomprehensibly, making people feel like they understand and yet don’t understand.
I've learned something. I'll do the same when I show off next time.
Otherwise, people could become gods.
Only gods can speak like this. If an ordinary person spoke like this, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
"You did one thing right by accident." After saying this, there was no further sound.
"Gone?"
[You have obtained the magical power of the Nanji Xianweng, current status: magical power blessing]
Tan Wenjie's body shook.
Come on!
Looking at the front door again, Tan Wenjie nodded: "Master, you are right. For the sake of emotional freedom and to liberate the oppressed Peach Picking Immortals, we should rush forward one after another, Master! If we join forces, we will definitely be able to overthrow the pseudo-immortal rule! Flatten the pseudo-immortal world!"
The master told the riddle, and it was up to the individual to understand and shout the slogan loudly. At this time, Tan Wenjie felt that he had endless energy.
"Kill!"
After receiving the blessing of the magical power of the South Pole Immortal, Tan Wenjie found that he could see a very subtle golden light on the body of the immortal at the door.
A very familiar golden light, which seems to be present on my body as well, and can bring some strange bonus.
He drew out the Xuan-Yuan Sword and rushed towards the castrated immortal guarding the gate.
……
Seven hundred years ago, I was an ordinary farmer.
One day, my dying mother said that a god told her in a dream that I was actually the reincarnation of a god. As long as I could find a true lover with a birthmark of “666” on his butt and ask him to say “I love you” three times, I would become a god.
From then on, I lurked in the bathhouse, and finally met my true love that day, even though he was a man.
After coercion and inducement, I became an immortal.
The fairies in the sky said that fairies cannot have peaches, otherwise they will give birth to a bunch of little fairies. I thought it made sense, and then I became a fairy without peaches.
Being a fairy is boring. Everyone drinks and watches dancing every day. Sometimes I am curious about what those female fairies are going to pick, because it seems that they have everything they need.
After several decades of duty, it's my turn to guard the gate.
Just a few months ago, another immortal finally ascended to heaven. Although he claimed to be the reincarnation of an arhat, I was sure that I didn't know him at all.
Everyone seems to have a different identity, and everyone says that they were a god or immortal in their previous life, but I have never seen anyone reincarnated into the human world, and I have never even seen the underworld.
He looked lewd and looked cheap when he smiled, but it was no use being lewd, as he was still taken advantage of.
Not long after, another person ascended up, but he disappeared without a trace as soon as he turned around, which made Tianzun angry.
Now he's here again.
He was stamping his feet and talking to himself... As expected, few people who ascended to heaven had a normal mind. This matter should be reported to the Heavenly Venerable as soon as possible.
Wait, he suddenly pulled out a sword.
The situation was very chaotic at that time. He was shouting all kinds of things like "for freedom, liberation, and Master!" and rushed over and slashed at my head with a sword.
……
laugh--!
Blood splattered.
Tan Wenjie kicked the other person in the chest, knocking the body over. Facing the door in front of him, he swung his sword and slashed out with sword energy.
"boom!"
The space seemed to be split open by a sword, and the door was like a broken mirror, shifting from the broken end and slowly tilting to both sides.
At this moment, Tan Wenjie felt like he had logged into the Antarctic Immortal account to experience the game cutscenes.
[Experience +1000000]
"It still has to be a big fuss in heaven."
This thing is much more satisfying than killing little ghosts and monsters by searching around.
It’s a pity that the power is not his own, and he doesn’t know how long it will take to reach the level of the South Pole Immortal.
"Can't waste it."
As Tan Wenjie rushed in, killing everyone who stood in his way.
In the fairyland.
Prince Duan rested his chin on his hand and watched the fairy sister dancing, clapping his hands to keep the rhythm. It was really interesting to see her long legs dancing, but Prince Duan found it boring.
He thought of his grandfather.
Now I still have peaches to use, and I practice with a group of young girls every day. It’s really a life that I wouldn’t trade even if I were a god.
Prince Duan picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "No, I am already a fairy, and the fairy sister in heaven is really beautiful."
He tried to convince himself that after all, the flowers had been picked and there was no way they would grow back.
"Boom!" Suddenly a loud noise was heard outside.
"An enemy is coming to heaven." Tianzun's voice suddenly came, "All gods are ready to resist the enemy."
The fairy sisters who were dancing just now immediately lifted up their skirts and ran away with their long legs.
Those who were pouring wine, eating peaches, chatting and bragging, dozing off, etc., all paused for a moment and then started moving again like headless flies.
They don’t know what to do or where to run, they just follow their instinct and think that running around will be safe.
The place was in chaos.
"Does anyone dare to kill the sky?"
"Are you kidding me? What are we going to do?"
"I was a chef before I went to heaven. You can't let me rush forward with a kitchen knife."
Prince Duan also grabbed a person beside him in confusion and said, "Fairy sister, may I ask what happened?"
The captured fairy said, "Someone rushed in from the South Heaven Gate with a sword, and chopped down anyone he saw."
"Ah?" Prince Duan was surprised. "Such a scary person, I'd better find a place to hide."
He turned and ran, especially when he heard the screams of "Ah" and "Ah" outside, he didn't even dare to look back.
“This rockery looks very suitable for Tibetans.”
Running to the front, he saw a small rockery emitting white mist and fairy air, and Prince Duan was ready to jump into it.
A hand stretched out and waved to him.
"Damn, there are already people here." Prince Duan turned around with regret, his eyes fixed on the pavilion in the distance, "The beams of the pavilion also look suitable for hiding people."
Perhaps he really heard him talking to himself, because as soon as Prince Duan approached the pavilion, he saw four or five heads popping out from the beams.
This group of people still didn't say anything, but just waved their hands at Prince Duan, signaling him to leave quickly.
"Is there someone here too?" Prince Duan had no choice but to continue searching.
We searched more than a dozen places in a row, and every corner was packed with people.
Prince Duan turned around to look for it, and finally looked at the bonsai on the table next to him.
"A plant this big should be able to stop me."
He grabbed the bonsai with his right hand to cover his face. As for the parts that couldn't be covered, he hoped that the other person's eyesight wasn't that good.
"what--!"
A man rushed in screaming, fell to the ground, and his body twitched twice before he became motionless.
Prince Duan's hand holding the bonsai trembled, and the leaves blocked his view. He just saw through his vision that the person who came seemed to be wearing a pair of bright red pants for lion dancing.
Then I heard the man speak, and his voice sounded a little familiar: "This rockery looks very suitable for Tibetans."
"what--"
“The beams look very Tibetan-friendly, too.”
"what--"
"table……"
“Ah——” “Ah——” “Ah——!”
Prince Duan trembled until the man came in front of him with a sword stained with blood.
My disguise is so exquisite that I will never be discovered.
……
Tan Wenjie looked at the huge human-shaped red envelope in front of him, and the strange thing of using a bonsai to cover his face.
Learning the way of dressing like Jigong, the lecherous and mean temperament came through the bonsai, and Tan Wenjie could recognize it even with his eyes closed.
"Prince Duan?" he asked.
"You got the wrong person!"
The voice is so vile that you can tell it's Prince Duan as soon as you hear it.
Tan Wenjie said: "If you recognize the wrong person, I will chop him off."
"it's me!"
"Put the bonsai down."
Prince Duan reluctantly put down the bonsai, and then saw a familiar face.
He couldn't believe it: "Brother Jie, it was you who killed the person in the immortal world?"
"Yes."
Tan Wenjie raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
"Wait, Brother Jie is one of us."
Prince Duan waved his hands hurriedly, hoping that Tan Wenjie could recall how good their relationship was before.
"I even treated you to a drink."
The sword was raised high and swung lightly.
Blood was thrown to the ground.
"I didn't say I was going to kill you."
"Then behind you..." Prince Duan pointed to the distance.
There were corpses everywhere.
He couldn't understand why Tan Wenjie, who had just been separated for a short time, had suddenly changed. Not only did he possess such terrifying strength, but he could also kill gods and Buddhas.
"Why are you killing innocent people?" Prince Duan asked.
"Who said that!" Tan Wenjie stressed, "I didn't kill too many of those beautiful fairy sisters."
Prince Duan: "..."
So you killed him anyway, right?
Tan Wenjie shook his head and said earnestly: "This matter is very complicated. I can only say that those who understand will understand."
They were all fake immortals created by the Heavenly Rules. He did not harm the truly harmless ones. He only attacked those who had been eroded and controlled, that is, the targets highlighted by the Southern Pole Immortal. Prince Duan: "..."
He now wants to fight to the death, but when he thinks that he gave up even the peach just to become an immortal, wouldn't it be a loss if he died now?
So he prepared to tentatively raise his middle finger to express his resistance. He would never bow to the evil forces easily, even if the sword was against his throat.
Oops, how did I accidentally turn the middle finger into a thumbs up? It doesn’t matter, it’s just raising one finger anyway, so there’s not much difference.
"Kill!"
From afar, a group of gods rushed in.
The leader saw the corpses all over the ground, looked at Tan Wenjie holding a sword and Prince Duan who was giving a thumbs up, and immediately shouted: "Duan Zhixing has surrendered to the demon who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace. The Heavenly Lord has ordered to capture the two demons!"
Prince Duan waved his hands quickly: "I didn't, I didn't, I really didn't! I just wanted to do this."
As he said this he raised his middle finger to the group of gods.
"That's right, do you understand?"
The faces of the gods who rushed in changed: "Well, you dare to provoke us!"
Prince Duan: "Ah? Misunderstanding!"
Tan Wenjie at the side also said with emotion: "Lord Duan, it seems that I misunderstood you. I thought you had become a running dog of the pseudo-immortal world before, but I didn't expect that you were willing to sacrifice yourself to sneak in. I will never be able to surpass you in this life. Don't worry, I am here to protect you!"
"I, I..." Prince Duan was anxious.
The group of gods had already surrounded him, attacking Tan Wenjie with swords, spears, and halberds at the same time.
They are different from the gods who were caught by Tan Wenjie while playing hide-and-seek before. They learned some martial arts before ascending to heaven, have methods in fighting, and even know how to attack together, so they can cooperate with each other.
When everyone's magic power is similar and they are all poor and have no magic weapons, whoever knows more skills will be more powerful.
The gods pounced over, and at the moment when the attack was about to fall on Tan Wenjie, Tan Wenjie quickly twisted his body and turned around on the spot.
"Certainly!"
Spray spells from the palm of your hand.
A group of people maintained ferocious attacking postures and were stopped where they were.
Tan Wenjie jumped out of the encirclement and said, "It's painful to be a handsome guy. You will always be discriminated against like this."
Prince Duan: "..."
He really wanted to say that Tan Wenjie being besieged had nothing to do with his handsome looks.
"By the way, Prince Duan, what did you want to say just now? What misunderstanding?" Tan Wenjie suddenly asked.
Prince Duan immediately changed his expression: "What I mean is that you and I are close friends, and I will definitely stand on your side!"
As he said this, he kicked the buttocks of the few gods in front who were pinned down.
"In fact, I have been unhappy with the fairy world for a long time. Everyone has been picked, and I feel listless every day. It's just that I don't have the opportunity, otherwise I would definitely..."
"What must it be?" a voice asked.
“It must be...The Heavenly Lord?! Hiss——” Prince Duan’s eyelids twitched wildly as he looked at the figure appearing in the distance.
Finished!
"Misunderstanding, my Lord! I..."
Tan Wenjie took a step forward, looking at the golden "Tianzun", the excitement in his eyes was hard to suppress.
"Tianzun?"
His figure flashed and he rushed in front of the other party.
With the magical power of the Antarctic Immortal, when he raises his fist and smashes it forward, he can create a violent gale that sweeps across the fairyland.
The fists collided with each other, and the sound of metal colliding echoed, deafening.
Some gods who had managed to escape the disaster, including Prince Duan, all squatted on the ground and plugged their ears with their fingers.
The two figures collided while flying and turned into two meteors in the sky.
“The Immortal of the South Pole?!” Tianzun exclaimed.
Prince Duan picked his ears: "Who?"
What kind of god is that? Why doesn’t he know him and has never heard of him?
Tan Wenjie's body, which was suspended in the air, suddenly burst into lightning. He clenched his left hand into a fist, and the spreading lightning was like a tablecloth held in his palm.
Thunder and lightning gathered in Tan Wenjie's fist.
His body flashed, and he ran with all his strength to the front of "Tianzun", and hit him on the chin with his left uppercut.
There was a loud "boom" of thunder.
The lightning gushing out from the fist completely enveloped his body in an instant.
The body of "Tianzun" was blown over as the lightning column poured down.
Tan Wenjie chased after him again. The fight now was different from before, because with the magical power of the Antarctic Immortal, he could fight as arrogantly as he wanted.
It's not painful for a son to sell his father's land. The Immortal of the South Pole has great magical powers, so what's wrong with him wasting some of it.
Tan Wenjie's figure flickered in the sky, thunder and lightning intertwined, and it seemed that he could be seen everywhere.
It seems that he has infinite clones, and it seems that he moves so fast that ordinary gods cannot catch his figure with their eyes, which makes it seem as if there are countless of him.
Tan Wenjie interlaced his hands, raised them high above his head, and chopped down with the battle axe.
In the most unpretentious way, he dunked on the face of "Tianzun". His body fell down so fast that only a golden afterimage could be seen passing by and the sound of rapid whistling wind.
A light suddenly shone on Tan Wenjie's body.
The sky seemed to stop at this moment.
A ball of rich golden light flew out from the body of "Tianzun", and occasionally there were flashes of colorful light in it.
"Is this the law of heaven?"
Tan Wenjie reached out to grab the Heavenly Rules, and his heart skipped a beat the moment he got it.
"Words are the law."
With such treasures and magical powers, he would also be very proud.
No wonder they can come up with pirated versions of becoming an immortal, and all they need to do is find someone who is sincere and says "I love you". It turns out that someone has mastered the underlying code that runs the world.
What a cheating plug-in that can directly modify the value.
Tan Wenjie made a prompt decision and first decided to make himself the ruler of the three realms and invincible.
He never thought of relying on his own efforts when he could take shortcuts.
No?
Then first confer a super-class priesthood on yourself.
"hiss--"
All of Tan Wenjie's magic power was suddenly drained away, and he felt weak.
The ball of golden light in his hand flew up and drifted away.
"Master?"
"How dare you touch this thing!"
Doesn't sound angry.
Tan Wenjie felt relieved, thinking that the crying child would get the milk, and he immediately said, "Master, I maintained order and retrieved the lost Heavenly Rules. Even if I have no credit, I have worked hard."
Although he earned "billions" of experience points with the help of the power of the Antarctic Immortal, these were all the results of his own hard work and could not be confused with subsequent rewards.
"Follow me."
After saying that, Tan Wenjie saw "Tianzun" floating up and flying towards the distance.
He boarded the train to chase after it, and finally stopped in a dark space with a spider web crack in front of his sight.
The "Tianzun" was sucked in after approaching the spider web.
The crack has always existed, as if waiting for Tan Wenjie.
"Master, wait a moment."
Tan Wenjie did not go in, but turned around and flew back to find Prince Duan.
"Where are all those immortal wines, immortal fruits, and immortal pills?"
"Brother Jie, what kind of elixir is that?"
"Fuck, then it's fairy fruit and fairy wine."
No wonder it is a pseudo-immortal world. It is so poor that no one can make pills.
"Here, we have gatherings every day, but the immortal wine is given by Tianzun."
Under the guidance of Prince Duan, Tan Wenjie looked at a large jar of fairy wine that tasted like Lao Baigan diluted with water and took a few sips first.
"It's a pity that my belly isn't big enough."
He felt regretful, and then packed the fairy wine into the "box area". It would be best if he could take it with him, but if not, he would only regret it and say it was wasted.
There are also those fairy fruits, which taste good, but don't seem to have any special benefits. They just make you feel better, more conscious, and increase your life, mana, or physical strength.
Never mind, just eat first.
At this moment, Tan Wenjie understood Sun Wukong. It was easier to develop by causing havoc in Heaven. This was still a pirated pseudo-immortal world. If the authentic one caused havoc once, not only could he level himself up to the maximum level, but the Black Mountain Old Demon, Chu Renmei and others under his command could also become powerful characters and he could become a great sage.
He ate and took things at the same time, and after a sweep, he stuffed all the weapons on the ground into the "box". After all, they were weapons used by immortals, absorbing the immortal spirit and could barely be considered magic weapons.
Only fly towards the crack when you are almost ready.
Prince Duan was left looking at the devastated fairy world.
Prince Duan asked loudly in the direction where Tan Wenjie flew away: "Brother Jie, what should I do?"
Tan Wenjie's voice came back: "As you wish!"
When he arrived at the crack, Tan Wenjie was instantly sucked into it.
My body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of sticky bubbles. After crossing an unknown distance, I suddenly saw a light in front of me.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a rich spiritual energy flowed into his mouth.
"Hiss, the air here is so good."
Tan Wenjie stood up and turned around to look around. There were overlapping green peaks and lingering fairy clouds, creating a scene of a fairyland.
There is an immortal with a high bulge on his forehead in front.
There is also a deer next to it.
Tan Wenjie immediately bowed and said, "Master!"
"You and I do have a relationship as master and disciple." Nanji Xianweng nodded, "Wait on the mountain, I still have something to ask the teacher."
"Yes."
Watching the Antarctic Immortal turn into light and leave, Tan Wenjie was certain of one thing: the Antarctic Immortal in front of him must be more powerful than the Antarctic Immortal in the world of "Green Snake", but they both knew him, so it was not wrong to say that they were one and the same.
He came to the white deer.
"Brother, do you still remember me?"
Bai Lu looked at him twice and shook his head.
It seems that Bai Lu’s cultivation is not good enough, and everyone becomes strangers after changing to another world.
Tan Wenjie took out a handful of fairy fruits.
"It's just a local specialty, Senior Brother, please take care of me in the future."
Seeing the white deer lowering its head to eat the fruit from his hand, Tan Wenjie took the opportunity to ask, "Brother, what is the name of our Grandmaster?"
The white deer spoke in human language: "Yuanshi Tianzun."
"I rely on!"
(End of this chapter)