Chapter 998: One Immortal, Three Eats

The burning sun in the sky lasted for a few more breaths, before turning from scorching white to bright yellow, from yellow to red, and then slowly turning into rolling thick smoke, rolling up into the high sky like a ten-thousand-foot mushroom.

The Ji Kingdom returned to darkness, but hundreds of millions of commoners saw the scene of the sun rising from the midnight, shocked beyond measure, yet inexplicably excited.

At this moment, the commoners were too bitter, all hoping for heaven to send down monsters; any strange phenomenon in heaven and earth was hope.

The Ji King stood before the steps, watching the sun slowly extinguish in the sky, forgetting that it was cold at this moment, and he hadn't had time to put on shoes when he ran out, stepping on the cold stone steps, his feet already numb from the cold.

He even forgot to issue a decree, asking the Imperial Observatory to explain the heavenly omen.

At this time, on the Observatory of the Ji Kingdom, the elderly Supervisor of the Imperial Observatory was disheveled, running to the highest point of the Observatory, only to find that the star official on duty tonight had fallen to the ground, his corpse still warm.

The old Supervisor did not move the corpse, but walked around the entire Observatory, only to find that the star official on duty seemed to have discovered something, and then tried to calculate the heavenly secrets, but failed.

Great Tang, Imperial Capital.

It is said that Emperor Jing was startled several times in one night, almost unable to sleep all night, and it was a nightmare as soon as he closed his eyes.

The Regent's Mansion was also not peaceful, the Great Tang Jin King read by the lamp until dawn. The rules of the Prince's Mansion were strict, the Regent did not sleep, so most of the servants in the Prince's Mansion had to be on duty, so many people saw a faint white light in the distance.

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Little Wei Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, slowly falling back to the original place. It was just that the county government office had vanished, and the irrelevant people in the office were instantly moved to various places, while he himself was completely unaware.

Little Wei Yuan felt that his posture at this moment was perfect, and the last bit of residual light from the scorching sun in the sky illuminated his facial contours, just right.

After landing, he had to look at the sky with his hands behind his back, waiting for the impossible variable, and then slowly withdraw his gaze, perfect.

After fully displaying calmness and composure, Little Wei Yuan's Dao heart was transparent.

Once the killing tribulation passed, Little Wei Yuan felt that he had come alive again.

It was just that the arrow was on the string at that time, and Little Wei Yuan had planned countless times, and once the opportunity came to trigger causality, he immediately launched a counterattack, without needing to use his brain at all. Recalling it now, he realized that there were several incomprehensible points.

Little Wei Yuan leaned over to the wealthy old man, his spiritual sense swept left and right to ensure no one was eavesdropping, and then lowered his voice and asked, "You are the Jiangong Master, right? I want to ask you one thing. Just now, why didn't that Liumiao in the sky dodge?"

"Wasn't it you who locked him with the great causality of resentment and human luck?" The wealthy old man was also stunned.

Little Wei Yuan whispered, "Lock an immortal? How could the junior have that ability?"

"So, there is another black hand!"

"Could it be that you didn't do it?"

The wealthy old man glared with his small eyes: "This old man is almost exhausted, and now there are several places bleeding! It has been bleeding for several hours, and no one cares, or asks."

Little Wei Yuan then realized that the wealthy old man was also covered in blood.

Little Wei Yuan scrambled to find medicine, but found that they were all for Dharma Form, and couldn't cure the immortal's injury. At this time, the Jiangong Master grabbed Little Wei Yuan and said, "Forget it, don't worry about these for now, let's go quickly!"

Little Wei Yuan didn't have a drop of human luck at this moment, truly the most nominal son of luck in history. Hearing the wealthy old man's words, he trembled: "Are there still enemies?"

"What enemies? Liumiao is dead, where are there enemies now. Let's go pick up the corpse!"

Little Wei Yuan then understood. Just now he watched Liumiao's corpse being dragged into the abyss of the void, that abyss made Little Wei Yuan tremble with fear, not daring to approach. Now it seems that it still has to be an immortal; the places Little Wei Yuan dare not go, immortals come and go freely.

However, before the two could move, they saw a young cultivator walk in from outside the courtyard gate, holding a young corpse in his hand, casually throwing it to Little Wei Yuan, saying, "If you two wait until you think of it, there will be nothing left. I made some arrangements on the abyss side, put some bait, let them think Liumiao's remains are still sinking, which can delay them for a while, but not for long. You follow me!"

The Jiangong Master asked, "Where to?"

The young cultivator glared and said, "Liumiao's cave dwelling, of course! You, Old Bai, are wealthy and generous, but we miscellaneous immortals rely on picking up garbage everywhere to survive."

The wealthy old man immediately said, "Go, go, hurry up! I'm injured, and my brain is not very flexible!"

He walked quickly for two steps, then suddenly stopped, turning to look at the young cultivator. The young cultivator was still standing in place, motionless.

Seeing the Jiangong Master stop, the young cultivator slowly said, "I want to ask one thing, Palace Master, is your injury... heavy?"

Bai Kaishui casually took out a red jade thumb ring, specifically letting the young cultivator see it clearly, then put it on his left thumb, and smiled, "The injury is indeed quite heavy, but the Jiangong has a long heritage, and the things left by the ancestors are particularly many. Just take any one, and it's enough for this old man to save his life."

The young cultivator's killing intent converged, and he smiled, "Since that's the case, shall we go make some money together?"

The Jiangong Master flicked his sleeves: "Let's go!"

The two immortals disappeared from the original place. Little Wei Yuan dragged Liumiao Immortal's corpse in his hand, not knowing where to put it for a while. As for Liumiao Immortal's cave dwelling, Little Wei Yuan originally had no thoughts about it.

Money is originally an external object, Little Wei Yuan doesn't care about money at all now, anyway, as long as it doesn't count the immortal artifacts passed down from ancestors, not many immortals are richer than Little Wei Yuan, who sits on Qingming. ===== CHAPTER 999 =====