Chapter 147 Immortal descends to earth

"This is the Dzogchen Sword Qi."

Jiang Mu repeated it again, unswervingly and resolutely, refusing to object, and the objection was invalid.

Although there is still no trace of the aura of a king in this sword energy, there is no aura that commands thousands of swords and ten thousand methods, and makes the sword spirit surrender, but this is definitely the sword energy of Dzogchen.

But Jiang Mu also swore that he would never play such a trick again. He would be very satisfied with just one such Dzogchen Sword Qi.

"So now, let's find a scabbard for it. The flying sword on the door panel is good."

Jiang Mu carefully held the hand with a divine will, trying to send the Dzogchen Sword Qi into a door panel with a flying sword.

As a result, it was easy for God's will to fly the sword without the door, but the sword energy of the Dzogchen was always lingering outside, lazily, as if I didn't exist as long as I thought I didn't exist.

In the end, Jiang Mu had no choice but to try to send the Great Perfection Sword Qi out of the divine iron coffin, mainly for testing. As a result, when the Great Perfection Sword Qi was slowly pulled out by divine will, it turned out to be safe and sound.

The fourth immortal talisman is ineffective against it!

Jiang Mu was stunned for a moment, then was ecstatic and took it back again.

This thing is very powerful.

I just don’t know if I can cover myself? It’s like an umbrella, isolating the power of the fourth immortal talisman.

As soon as Jiang Mu thought of this, he saw that the Dzogchen Sword Qi slowly unfolded from the white moonlight and turned into an umbrella in his memory!

this……

He suddenly realized that this Dzogchen sword energy was a bit too magical.

"Stone?"

"Xiaocao?"

"gourd?"

"Long sword?"

"Wooden hairpin?"

In just a short moment, the Dzogchen Sword Qi changed into more than a dozen forms. Although Jiang Mu's previous Taoist Sword Gang could do it, it could not stop the fourth Immortal Talisman.

Next, Jiang Mu chose to use this Dzogchen Sword Qi as a hairpin, tied up his hair and fixed it. Once he put on the Taoist robe, he looked a bit like a wandering Taoist priest.

"My life depends on you."

Jiang Mu said something serious, then he gritted his teeth and slipped out through the gap in the door panel's fairy talisman opened by the flying sword.

At this moment, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he was ready to escape back to the divine iron coffin at any time.

As a result, nothing happened.

The Dzogchen sword energy above his head perfectly helped him cover up the suppressive power of the fourth immortal talisman.

However, Jiang Mu then tried it, and the immunity range of this Dzogchen Sword Qi was only within three steps.

As long as it goes outside this range, it will definitely be dispersed.

But this is enough.

Jiang Mu couldn't help but chuckle for a while. Don't be complacent and be cautious.

Looking back at the ordinary stone, he thought about it and decided not to take it away.

It's not that it can't be taken away, but it needs to be covered.

Even the woodcutter, who is not a woodcutter, knows that he still has two thousand years to get out of trouble, let alone that I respect him.

This is good.

Two thousand years is enough time for him to do many things and investigate many things clearly.

The most important thing was that he wanted to come out and get some air.

As for Chu Feiyue's sword spirit, she might as well stay inside for a while.

Now there is just an empty shell inside. You can carry the Dzogchen Sword Qi with you, the Mudslide Sword Qi with you, and the Immortal Qi Piaopiao with you. You can sharpen it when needed.

After a while, Jiang Mu went down the mountain and walked into the bustling town, looking around and enjoying everything he saw.

Just like this, he walked all the way from south to north. When he once again saw Chang'an City, the new imperial capital of Dachu, what he saw was a bloody rebellion!

The old emperor of Da Chu died of illness. The fate of the country prevented him from being corroded by any monsters and monsters, and no extraordinary power could harm him.

But the national destiny could not give him a healthy body.

Especially when he doesn't control himself.

In the past ten years, he actually took in hundreds of new concubines at one go. At first, he managed state affairs, but then he simply ignored them.

So after he died of illness three days ago, before the eight-year-old emperor could officially ascend the throne, the prime minister and the general joined forces to take control of the court and push the old emperor's other son to the highest throne.

As this happened, Jiang Mu naturally wanted to take care of it. What if I, Zun Ruqu, were causing trouble behind this?

But when he released his divine will and conducted some investigation, he found that there really was no such thing.

Since the war ten years ago, it has been difficult to see ghosts in the world. Many Yang Shen sects have retired one after another, mainly due to heavy losses and knowing that the fate of the country will be great in the world from now on, and there will be no way out for practitioners in heaven and earth.

It's better to go back here.

However, the emperor of Chu became increasingly ignorant and ignorant, and neglected government affairs. As time went by, resentment among the people in the country boiled.

The prime minister and the general were not disloyal to Da Chu, but they did not want the power of a country to fall into the hands of ignorant children and women. Therefore, whether the coup was true or whether it was treason, we have to wait and see.

After learning the truth, Jiang Mu naturally would not interfere, but he wanted to understand the operation of this human dynasty, and even wanted to take a closer look at this world, so he found the identity of a good family son and made friends with several famous people in the area.

, recommended by them.

I started as a petty official and ended up working there for twenty years.

Then he changed his identity as a scholar, this time becoming a minor local official, and worked for thirty years at a stretch.

After he died of illness and took office, he changed his identity and joined the army. He served in the army for forty years and became a leading captain when he was old.

He changed his identity again and came back again. This time he chose to go into business and became rich in just twenty years. However, later on, his house was confiscated by a local official based on random charges.

At this time, Da Chu was already in a state of turmoil, and the government forced the people to rebel. Jiang Mu changed his identity and became the leader of the rebellious refugees, and accidentally overthrew Da Chu. He was about to become emperor, and he was wondering whether he should do this.

, as a result, in a short period of time, the good situation on his side suddenly changed dramatically, and finally ended in a situation where everyone was betrayed, their relatives were separated, and they were defeated and died.

Jiang Mu was not angry either. He knew what was going on because the fate of the country in the world could not fall on him.

But he is not playing in the human world. The various conditions in the human world are also part of spiritual practice.

Next, he worked as a peddler and a pawn, a villager in the mountains, and a hunter and craftsman. He also joined a warrior sect, visited fairyland, hung a pot to save the world, and robbed the rich to give to the poor.

In the blink of an eye, another three hundred years have passed.

And the last time he did it was as a disciple of Fuyun Dao Palace.

But now, thirty years later, he has become the boss of Fuyundao Palace again.

The 108th head of the Fuyun Sect.

Cultivation of immortals has become a legend, the human world has changed three dynasties, and the mission of Fuyundao Palace to monitor the world has long become a ridiculous dream that is out of reach.

In fact, today's Fuyun Dao Palace is just a very ordinary martial arts sect, teaching some superficial martial arts skills, taking on some escort missions, and barely maintaining a little face.

That's right, including Jiang Mu, the Fuyun Sect at this time only had thirteen cats, big and small, old and young.

Jiang Mu is a big cat, with an old cat on top and a kitten below.

And the old cat is about to die.

"Junior brother, our Fuyun Sect is in decline now, but you still have to shoulder the sect's inheritance. After all, my Fuyun Sect's ancestors were still rich, cough, cough, cough!"

Senior brother who was over eighty years old was lying on the couch, dying, while Jiang Mu, who was already fifty years old, sat beside him.

"I once heard my master say that it's great to have my Fuyun Sect in this world, but I don't know... ahem, what's going on? A few days ago, I dreamed of my master, haha!"

"Junior brother, thank you for your hard work. The ancestral teachings of my Fuyun Sect are that you must have a conscience and be principled in doing things..."

Before he finished speaking, the senior fellow apprentice passed away suddenly.

Jiang Mu sat there quietly, wondering what he was thinking.

However, he could indeed see his senior brother's soul rising slightly, smiling at him, and then dissipated.

Yes, it's gone.

Although there have been three dynasties in the world today, the total amount of national destiny has only increased. It is like the scorching sun that drives away the Yin Qi. Without enough Yin Qi, the soul cannot become a ghost.

The underworld has become a legend. Jiang Mu has been there, three hundred years ago.

The Yinshi of Da Chu, the Yinshi of the Jin Dynasty, and the Yinshi of the Gu Dynasty are all gone. There is only a small part of the Yinshi of Daqin. The disciples of Fuyun Sect who once gathered there are only Zhang He and Huo Lianshan.

, Zhao Wu, Wang Junshan, Guan Ming, Wei Yue, etc.

But they are destined to perish completely as their Yin Qi decreases.

"Excuse me, is this Fuyundao Palace?"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded. Jiang Mu stood up and turned around, and saw a thin old man standing outside the airy door. He looked like an old man who came to see the scenery, but this man's
To be continued...