The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 190 Gods and Demons Reincarnate, I Am the Only Immortal

The first year of Yongxi.

Crown Prince Zhao Dezhao succeeded to the throne of Emperor Song.

At night, one hundred and eight bright meteors streaked across the sky.

"This is..." The new emperor's pupils shook violently, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, so he hurriedly sent people to the Shenxiao Lei Palace to ask the national masters.

Luoyang, Laojun Mountain.

There are many palaces and pavilions and the mountains are rugged.

The retired emperor Zhao Kuangyin was already an old man in his seventies. He was practicing martial arts and regulating his breathing by the pool. His eight-foot height gave people a strong sense of oppression.

At this moment, a meteor streaked across the sky.

Zhao Kuangyin summoned the great scholar overnight.

"Sir, I have pacified the chaotic world and brought peace to the people, so why is there a sign from heaven? Is there something I did wrong?"

Jianlong lasted for a total of 48 years. During these 48 years, the country imposed light taxes and levies, did not wage foreign wars, built roads and water conservancy projects, and the population more than doubled from the time the country was first founded, reaching 90 million.

Even the Zhenguan and Kaiyuan periods could not compare to this era.

The old scholar stroked his beard, thought for a long time, and said:
"The warning from heaven is really due to your majesty's excessive kindness. When our dynasty was first established, there were few people and much land, and the people were prosperous. Now, the mountains, rivers, lakes and marshes of the world are overcrowded, and there are people everywhere who should be killed but are not."

"Your Majesty should advise the present emperor to enforce strict laws and kill everyone who is killed."

In short, restore harsh criminal laws, kill more people, and ease population pressure.

"You are a corrupt scholar who has brought disaster to the country. I think you deserve to be killed."

Just as he finished speaking, a sword light flew into the courtyard, and down came a handsome and elegant middle-aged swordsman.

"Master Chunyang? Come in quickly!"

Zhao Kuangyin was overjoyed and quickly invited Lu Dongbin to come in and sit down.

The great scholar no longer pretended to be profound, but bowed his head to show respect.

This person is a great master of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. I have no right to refute him.

"What is the opinion of the Imperial Master?"

"This is the advent of gods and demons, not a warning to the world."

"How should we deal with this?"

After hearing this, Zhao Kuangyin felt that it might as well be a warning from God.

He did not doubt the reality of the gods and demons coming to the world. After all, he had even encountered the enlightenment of the Jade Emperor when he was young.

"Expand the power of the Divine Thunder Palace, and at the same time, reduce its responsibilities."

The shortcoming of the Shenxiao Lei Mansion is that it intervenes too much. It intervenes even when the emperor is sick, conflicts between warriors, and floods and earthquakes.

It would be better to focus on the affairs of extraordinary people. When it comes to the affairs of extraordinary people, the emperor must also listen to the opinions of the Shenxiao Leifu.

"Okay, I'll tell De Zhao about it."

It is unknown when the great scholar left.

Lü Dongbin brought up the question and said, "The population is overcrowded, so we should think about how to expand it. There are still large tracts of open space in the south, so we should open up the southwest for the benefit of the people."

"That's what I think, too."

The reason why Zhao Kuangyin abdicated was that he had the will but not the strength. The southwest had not yet been incorporated into the counties, and at least 10 million people could be accommodated there.

The two were chatting, and Zhao Kuangyin mentioned the incident when the Jade Emperor came down to earth to enlighten him.

"Master, will the Jade Emperor appear again?"

"Probably not. Maybe I can see the Jade Emperor before I die."

They looked at the bright moon.

The bright moon once shone on the ancients, and now there is also an immortal god who sits high on the bright moon, illuminating the road ahead.

The so-called status among the immortals is actually a life trapped in ice.

Carrying the genius of the Dharma Ending Age until the spiritual energy revive.

Southwest, Bashu region.

Inside a Taoist temple.

A baby's cry broke the silence of the night.

"Wow wow..."

The baby's voice is loud and full of energy.

The middle-aged Taoist wiped the sweat off his head, held the baby high up, and said with a smile: "What a big fat boy! Madam, you have worked hard."

Suddenly, a barely perceptible red light fell into the room.

In an instant, the room was filled with red light.

"Eh..., a strange phenomenon, could it be the reincarnation of a god?"

The Taoist was overjoyed. His son was a god?
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his throat.

The son grew sharp fangs and suddenly pounced on the Taoist priest, biting the Taoist priest's neck with his long and narrow fangs.

A creepy sucking sound was heard, and the Taoist priest quickly turned into a mummy.

The baby quickly grows to the age of two or three, and then pounces on its mother and the people from the outside villages.

After a burst of shrill howls.

In the depths of darkness, a young man with skin as white as jade, bright red lips, and scarlet eyes between his eyebrows slowly walked out of the darkness.

This person has three striking eyes between his eyebrows.

"Strange, this shouldn't be the case..."

The young man muttered to himself. He was the Shu King of the Feathered People in the Kingdom of Queen Mother of the West. When the spiritual energy was annihilated, Queen Mother of the West sealed it up and left it for future generations to revive in advance.

Of course, it is impossible to revive the physical body, and usually the memory is taken over.

According to the previous arrangement, after taking over another's body, he should have a physique like a monster. Even if he cannot use his internal strength, he can rule the world with his physical body.

Now that he has awakened, his talent is mediocre and he still needs to recover his skills by himself.

"Forget it. This world is still in the last days and the human race is powerless."

In this era, there are only humans with inferior blood. It is not a problem to rule these chicken, duck and pig-like existences.

The previous arrangements made by the Kingdom of Queen Mother of the West were enough to cause chaos in the human world, so I could just take the opportunity to integrate the human world.

The King of Shu stepped out of the threshold.

The dark clouds dispersed and the moon was bright.

The strange world and the apocalypse that is like a dried-up pond make people feel at a loss.

"Guangchengzi, you really deserve to die!" The King of Shu cursed inwardly several times.

He never imagined that the human race, whom he regarded as inferior, would betray the innate gods.

In fact, the King of Shu is also a human, and the Feathered People are typical mixed-race creatures of innate and acquired blood.

This identity makes the Feathered People both conceited and inferior. When facing their fellow humans, they always have an attitude of superiority, believing that they have "transcended from humans and entered the realm of gods", and that there is a huge gap between their innate and acquired qualities.

Guangchengzi's betrayal was undoubtedly a slap in their face.

"How dare you betray the noble innate god!!"

Not only did he betray, but he also succeeded, taking advantage of the last days of the Dharma to smash the majestic Kunlun into pieces.

The stars beneath your feet and the bright moon above your head are all fragments of the sacred Kunlun Mountain.

Looking at the empty universe without any gods or immortals, the King of Shu suddenly felt heroic.

"In this great age of the Dharma Ending Age, I am the only immortal!"

As one of the few descendants of the Kingdom of Queen Mother of the West, he must conquer this place to prevent the human race from growing stronger or external forces from taking the lead.

"After this catastrophe, I will wash away my acquired dust and bones and become a true innate god."

As for turning the tables, the King of Shu had never thought about it.

Only those who have seen true immortals and gods can know the power of the innate gods.

No matter how brilliant the achievements of the Dharma Ending Age are, they will all be reduced to ashes the moment the spiritual energy is revived and the gods and immortals wake up.

The acquired human race such as Guangchengzi, Huangdi and Fuxi only brought about their own destruction.

"The human race can never surpass the innate immortals and gods."

The King of Shu strode forward.

The human race is physically weak, and without spiritual energy, they might still be at the stage of using weapons to fight.

Conquering them is effortless.

The King of Shu killed people as he went, sucking their blood and accumulating blood energy.

His body size gradually increased to three meters, and the whole person was like an iron tower, rushing towards the distance.

He wanted to awaken the other 107 men, but these men were not capable enough to awaken themselves.

The starry night is brilliant, the river is surging, and the bright moon shines clearly on the river.

By the river, an old man and a Chinese man stood.

The middle-aged Taoist priest has a head full of white hair and a handsome appearance. The old Taoist priest has an immortal look and his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

Boom boom boom...

Every step the giant took caused the ground to shake.

This movement attracted the attention of the two Taoists, who turned around and looked at each other.

"Ancestor, is this the person?" the middle-aged Taoist said with a smile.

"Exactly."

"what……"

The King of Shu was surprised. How could these two people not be afraid? Were they fools? Or crazy?

Looks like a human knight.

The meat of the knight is quite firm and suitable for slow chewing.

After saying that, he strode over and grabbed the two of them with his big hands like a palm-leaf fan.

A shadow covered them, and a hand as big as a millstone covered the two of them.

"You don't know your own limitations!" The Feathered Shu King looked at the two men's calm faces and felt inexplicably angry.

There was a calm gaze in the eyes of both of them.

This is the most disgusting look.

Not knowing how to be respectful, not admitting defeat, not kneeling...

how so?

Why do people with lowly rations still resist and refuse to admit defeat? Why don't they just stand at the bottom where they should be?
Do they really want to face the innate gods and demons on an equal footing? What is that feathered person?
"Forget it, just shoot him to death."

The Feathered King of Shu thought of Guangchengzi's astonishing sword strike back then. It was a resistance that broke the hierarchy, and it was also the sword that he hated the most and found most incredible.

boom!
The strong wind made the King of Shu stagger. The old Taoist priest rose a hundred feet high and grabbed the King of Shu with his big hand, as easily as pinching a mouse.

"impossible!!"

(End of this chapter)