Chapter 550 Moral Kidnapping Does Not Exist

The tyrannical power quickly activated along with his consciousness. On the surface of the body, the original old and hunched figure receded at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wrinkles disappeared, and the posture became straight again. The originally decrepit Yan Jiu, under the guidance of Wu Chong, finally took the final step and became the Jin Dynasty. He became a Yuanying monk!

His lifespan has greatly increased, and he has returned to his youthful appearance.

"Thank you teacher."

Yan Jiujiu, who had regained his composure, bent down to thank Wu Chong over there.

He knew that he should not die. After the Nascent Soul stage, his life span would be extended by another five hundred years. Five hundred years is enough time for him to find a further realm, and this time he was cut down by Wu Chong and used the power of the 'delusion' to modify his qualifications. If he practices again, it will definitely not be as difficult as before.

"This is the most basic method of immortals - enlightenment."

Wu Chong put down the tea cup. When they looked over again, they found that the tea was still tea.

There is no picture.

Everything they see is derived from their own minds.

"Grandpa Zu, the imperial envoy is coming outside!"

A voice hurriedly ran in from outside. It was the young man Wu Chong had met last night.

"Grandpa Zu? Who are you!"

After the young man ran in and saw the young version of Yan Jiu standing behind Wu Chong, he was dumbfounded. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Jiu's clothes hadn't changed at all, he would have thought he had recognized the wrong person.

"go out."

Yan Jiu glanced over.

"yes!"

The young man was excited and reacted immediately.

But when he looked at Wu Chong again, his eyes became more and more admiring.

This is the ancestor of the immortals!

He can even rejuvenate his youth. This kind of power is simply beyond imagination.

The excited young man didn't care what the imperial envoy was. Now he was eager to share the news with several other friends. These people are all people who worship the Immortal Ancestor very much.

"teacher?"

Yan Jiu asked.

The imperial envoy represents the imperial court. Although Jinghaicheng has always been independent, the imperial court has also helped a lot over the years, and he also has many friends in the capital.

"Let's go out and take a look."

Wu Chong stood up.

He came back this time mainly to rest, and to digest the improvements brought about by Hedao, and to accumulate for the final impact on the immortal realm. Dealing with people and things from the past can be considered a kind of accumulation.

Fu Qianshang and Ji Hongye said goodbye.

They have little contact with the people in the court and are too lazy to go out and waste this time.

After leaving the door,

Wu Chong soon met the imperial envoy whom the 19th descendants of Yan called him.

"I have met the ancestor of all immortals."

After seeing Wu Chong coming out, the imperial envoy immediately bent down and gave him a big salute. Wu Chong was already numb to these messy titles. He now has so many titles that he himself doesn’t even know what they are, such as the ancestor of all immortals, the immortal king, and the ancestor of all immortals. Each one is more terrifying than the last. These titles were all made up by Yan Shijiu for him during the time he was gone. of.

Wu Chong is now a legend in Jinghai City, a being who lives in portraits and altars.

Wu Chong looked at the imperial envoy's identity mark.

Or Qi Guo.

The originally ambitious Daqi royal family has also been passed down, but to this day, it is not known how closely the Qihuang sitting on the throne is related to the former Qihuang.

"My emperor was overjoyed when he learned that our ancestor had arrived. He held a meeting to welcome the immortals in the capital. We hope that our ancestor can come and talk about it." As he spoke, the imperial envoy waved his hand specially, and a large number of people came in quickly from outside. Each of these people He was carrying a jeweled box, which contained countless gold, silver, treasures, and spiritual materials and medicines.

These treasures that ordinary people would go crazy for at a glance are no different from weeds on the roadside in Wu Chong's eyes.

In his current state, these things are useless.

It's not that things are bad, but Wu Chong's current entry speed far exceeds Da Qi's development. For people like Qihuang and others, the sky they see when they look up may be just fabricated by beings at his level. What good things could a life at this level bring him?

"Forget the nonsense. Forget about the waste of life such as banquets. I don't have time."

Wu Chong didn't have much interaction with people like the contemporary Qihuang, and he didn't have any feelings, so naturally he didn't bother to waste this time. After all, a long, long time ago, he sabotaged the heaven-defying plan of a certain generation of ‘ambitious’ Emperor Qi, and tricked other people’s ancestors to death.

The imperial envoy also didn't expect that the legendary 'ancestor of all immortals' had such an upright temperament. He was not at all like an official like them, and he even cared about the other person's face when he spoke. However, he felt relieved after thinking about it for a moment. With the other party's current strength and status, there was no need to care about this at all, and he could just live according to his heart.

This is the privilege of the strong.

If he had this strength, he would probably act even more arrogantly than the other party.

Understanding is understanding, and the tasks assigned by Emperor Qi still need to be completed, so the imperial envoy coughed awkwardly and said again with his hands in hand.

"When I come here this time, besides giving gifts, I have one more thing I want to do to trouble my ancestor."

Seeing that the other party had a tendency to bring trouble to his door, Mr. Wu, who was originally prepared to be polite, lost his patience on the spot and turned around and went back to the house.

He wasn't familiar with her anyway, so he would never do anything to cause trouble. Bo Li just wanted to kidnap him, it was such a beautiful thing that he never dreamed of.

The imperial envoy suddenly got stuck mid-sentence.

He didn't expect the other party to leave so decisively, leaving him with a lot of complimentary words left unsaid.

Isn’t it said that strong people care more about their appearance?

Why doesn't this guy play by the rules?

"this"

The imperial envoy looked around awkwardly, and a group of people who came to give gifts were also at a loss. They had never rehearsed such a scene.

"Master is a little tired, please move over here and rest."

The corners of Yan Jiu's mouth raised, and it turned out to be the same teacher he was familiar with.

Moral kidnapping, praise and killing, etc., are all not applicable to his teacher.

In his understanding, the teacher has never been limited by the so-called false reputation, and he has always acted from a practical point of view. The same is true for martial arts methods, and he uses the most direct and effective ones. Whether it looks good or not is a question on another level.

"Excuse me."

The imperial envoy had no choice but to leave with Yan Shijiu, then looked back at the direction where Wu Chong disappeared, with a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Emperor Qi had great expectations for his coming this time.

The situation in the capital was already very bad, and Emperor Qi had no choice but to seek medical treatment in a hurry. After hearing the news of Wu Chong's return, he immediately sent him here to ask for help. Not only him, but all the masters who came out of Daqi in the past were invited, but Wu Chong was the most famous and was in the first order of invitations.