After being reincarnated, he was targeted by a black-bellied junior brother

Late at night, Baiyun Temple.

A man in a dusty gray gown came out to greet the Immortal Emperor.

"Immortal Emperor..."

"Why are you being so polite to me?"

The Immortal Emperor gently held the hands of the man who saluted him respectfully.

These hands are as white as jade, but they look a little too weak.

This man was young, with black hair combed into a bun on the top of his head. Although he had clear features, he had a somewhat bitter look.

His name is Han Yue, and he is an ordinary cultivator.

The world of cultivating immortals a thousand years ago was not divided into hundreds of sects like it would be a thousand years later. There were also four famous sects: Hefengmen, Lancaotang, Qingfeng Academy, and Jinyuzong.

Thousands of years ago, there were not many human beings who could cultivate with immortal fate. They were basically casual cultivators, but after the emergence of the demons, the casual cultivators united one after another, using this Baiyun temple as their base, with the immortal emperor as their leader, Started their rivalry with the demons.

Han Yue originally wanted to be a Taoist priest in this Baiyun temple, but after she awakened her celestial fate, she began to try to cultivate immortality.

However, Han Yue's immortality is not strong enough, no matter how he cultivates, his spiritual power is ridiculously weak, so many casual cultivators look down on him, thinking that he will only hinder them.

The acquaintance between Xiandi and Han Yue was based on a competition.

It was said to be a competition, but it was actually a group of casual cultivators looking for an opportunity to bully Han Yue, and they bullied Han Yue with confidence.

The Immortal Emperor passed by inadvertently, and saw that the casual cultivators were besieging and beating Han Yue, so he came to rescue him.

Han Yue was badly repaired at the time, with a bruised nose and swollen face. The Immortal Emperor treated Han Yue's injury, and Han Yue was especially grateful to the Immortal Emperor.

It was also from that day on that Han Yue always circled around the Immortal Emperor like a follower, as long as the Immortal Emperor came to Baiyun Temple, Han Yue would follow behind the Immortal Emperor, looking for nothing to say. Chat with Xiandi.

Gradually, the Immortal Emperor got to know Han Yue better and better.

Han Yue was an orphan, and both his parents died at the hands of the demons.

He was adopted by Baiyun Temple when he was a child, and wanted to avenge his parents, but on the one hand, he was too weak, and on the other hand, he didn't remember which demon clan was the murderer who killed his parents.

Since she was a child, Han Yue was weak and sick, and even some older Taoist priests in Baiyun Temple thought he was a fool.

Because the incense in Baiyun Temple is not prosperous, it cannot support too many people at all.

Therefore, when Han Yue awakened to the immortal fate and made up his mind to cultivate immortality, he vowed to become a strong person no matter what when he grows up.You can protect yourself, and you can protect others.

however……

Things backfired. Now that Han Yue has grown up, she has just reached the year of the weak crown, but her cultivation level has always remained at the second level of the Qi training period.

It's hard to go to the blue sky.

"Ugh!"

Hearing Han Yue's long and short sigh, the Immortal Emperor reached out and touched Han Yue's small head, "What's wrong with you? Are you still worrying about your cultivation?"

"Hmm..." Han Yue nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The Immortal Emperor shrugged, not knowing how to help Han Yue.

Ever since he rescued Han Yue, Han Yue has been begging him to accept him as a disciple and teach him how to cultivate immortals.

But cultivating immortality really depends on a certain degree of immortality and talent, in other words, it depends on fate.

For example, why he, Immortal Emperor, has no name, because he is also an orphan.

In terms of fate, he is not as good as Han Yue, because Han Yue at least knows who her parents are, and was adopted by Baiyun Temple since she was a child, but what about him!

When he was a child, he was a wandering little beggar. He didn't know who his parents were. There was a time when he thought he jumped out of a rock!

But soon, he discovered that there were still some things about him that were different from others. For example, there was a power in his body that no one else had.

And this force is unprecedented, unprecedented, so powerful that no one can match it.

It was only later that he realized that the power he used was called spiritual power, and it was only possessed by immortal practitioners.

He is self-taught, and is more powerful than any immortal cultivator in the world at present. Many exercises used by immortal cultivators are all created by him, and some magic weapons and immortal weapons are all refined by him.

When his cultivation reached the level of a true immortal, everyone called him "Immortal Emperor" in unison.

The Immortal Emperor always felt that Han Yue's experience was somewhat similar to his own, but when he thought about it, it was not the same at all.

"Han Yue, you have your own advantages, you don't have to be obsessed with cultivation..."

"That's because Immortal Emperor, you are very powerful, you are the most powerful person in the world, so you say that." Although Han Yue said it in a low voice, it sounded a bit complaining.

The Immortal Emperor pursed his lips, expressing his acquiescence.

Perhaps Han Yue is right, he is indeed able to let go easily because he has cultivated to a height beyond everything else.

However, the Immortal Emperor boasted that Han Yue had her own merits, this sentence was not a lie.

For a long time, the Immortal Emperor had no friends, because no one dared to approach him, and everyone who approached him was in awe of him, as if he was a plague that made people dare not approach him.

Only Han Yue was the exception.

Han Yue always circled around him when he had nothing to do, which made the Immortal Emperor feel that he was not so lonely after all.

He regarded Han Yue as a friend, but he never asked how Han Yue thought of him.

"Immortal Emperor, you gave me so many panacea and fairy grasses before, but why hasn't my cultivation improved all the time? Am I...really?

Why is it not suitable for cultivating immortals? "

"This……"

The Immortal Emperor couldn't answer Han Yue's question.

Some things really can't be solved with hard work.

But he didn't want to hurt Han Yue's self-confidence.

"Han Yue, you are still young, take your time..."

"I don't want to be slow." Han Yue covered her face, hiding her painful and anxious expression, "If I slow down... I will only become the weakest among my peers."

Immortal Cultivator...I have clearly sworn to become stronger...I don't want to be bullied like before, that feeling...It's too uncomfortable

It's..."

Han Yue's voice was accompanied by crying, and the Immortal Emperor felt a little distressed. He gently hugged Han Yue's shoulder and patted it, "Don't worry, with me here, no one will dare to bully you."

"...Thank you, Immortal Emperor."

"You're welcome, we... aren't friends."

I don't know if it was the Emperor's words that comforted Han Yue, or if Han Yue finally figured it out, Han Yue moved her hands away, turned her head and gave the Emperor a bright smile.

Looking at such a smile, the Immortal Emperor couldn't say what he wanted to discuss with Han Yue.

He wanted to ask Han Yue if he wanted to sign a peace agreement with the demons, so that humans and demons would not be able to attack each other at will under the control of the agreement.

However, Han Yue's parents were killed by the demons when Han Yue was very young, and I also know that Han Yue must hate the demons to the bone.

So if he proposed this to Han Yue, Han Yue would definitely not agree, and it would even hurt the friendship between the two of them.

"Emperor Immortal, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that the Immortal Emperor was preoccupied, Han Yue couldn't help being curious.

"It's okay...I'm fine..." Xiandi shook his head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He sincerely regards Han Yue as a friend, that's why he doesn't call himself "the deity" in front of Han Yue, but "I".

But what he wants to do next may hurt his friend deeply.

The Emperor Xiandi was conflicted in his heart and fell into a dilemma.

After leaving Baiyun Temple, the Immortal Emperor returned to his residence, but when he opened the door, he saw an unexpected guest lying on his bed.

"That's my deity's bed." The Immortal Emperor's face turned dark, as if it had been covered with pot ash.

Mozun sat up from the bed with a jerk, "Sorry, sorry, the bed is so comfortable, I fell asleep while lying down."

A pair of purple pupils curved into a crescent moon, and the Mozun smiled wickedly and cunningly.

"That's a hard bed. I don't even feel comfortable sleeping on it! Your waist is so good?"

"Do you want to try it?" Mozun said with a smile, and patted himself on the waist, "I don't mind anyway."

"I mind." The Immortal Emperor didn't give Mozun any good looks.

"What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?" Mozun asked softly, leaning towards the Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Emperor sighed, pulled a chair and sat down, "I was in a bad mood, but seeing you made me feel even worse."

"Uh..." Mozun twitched the corners of his mouth, took out a package of things wrapped in oil paper from his wide sleeve, and handed it to the Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Emperor immediately smelled the tangy fragrance, "What is it?"

—As he asked, he opened the oiled paper, "Sui...is it sauced beef?"

"Well, the one sold at the entrance of Lijia Village is said to be very famous."

"It's said?" The Immortal Emperor casually took a piece of sauced beef, "Haven't you eaten it yourself?"

"No." Mozun shook his head, "This is the first time I bought... for you to eat."

There was a commotion in the Emperor Xiandi's heart, he cleared his throat, "Since that's the case, then the deity will not be polite."

He was indeed hungry, so he started to feast, and ate up the sauced beef wrapped in oil paper in the blink of an eye.

"You are really impolite, you didn't leave a bite for me!" Mozun couldn't laugh or cry.

"Didn't you say it yourself, it was bought for this deity." The Immortal Emperor was confident.

"Well, but I still want to try it to see how it tastes."

"That's really embarrassing, it's all eaten up." The Immortal Emperor spread his hands towards the Mozun. Suddenly, the Mozun bent down, and his delicate, three-dimensional and handsome face came close to his face.

The Immortal Emperor held his breath subconsciously, only to see Mozun sticking out his ruddy tongue and licking off the meat residue around his mouth.

"Well, it tastes good."

Seeing Mo Zun showing a beating smile, the Immortal Emperor blushed, "Do you know that you are playing a hooligan?"

"Is it a serious crime to play hooligans in the human world?" Mozun curled a strand of hair on his ear with his slender index finger and groaned with a smile. ...Forbid the demons to play hooliganism on humans."

Hearing Mozun mention the armistice agreement, the Immortal Emperor's mood became a little heavier because of the sauced beef. He couldn't help resting his chin with one hand, and sighed, "You really don't open which pot you don't lift."

"What's the matter?" The expression on Mozun's face also became more serious, and he approached the emperor and asked, "Could it be that you humans don't want to reconcile with our demons? No way? Humans really think that they must rely on you. Can we destroy our demons?"

The Immortal Emperor shook his head, "It's not necessarily this problem...but...many of human beings have been deeply hurt by demons..."

"Isn't this the same for us demons?"

"You don't understand!" The Immortal Emperor couldn't help but lose his temper at Mozun, which frightened Mozun.

"Okay, okay, if you say I don't understand, then you don't understand!"

"Don't just ask the deity, what about your side? Is your side going well? The demons probably don't want to reconcile with humans! Once they reconcile, they will have no food."

"There will be no shortage of food." The Demon Lord smiled, "The negative emotions of humans are the source of our magic power, so we don't have to kill humans. It would be better to say that killing all humans would be detrimental to our demons... ...."

"Cut!" The Immortal Emperor was speechless.

"Everything is ready here, and the rest is up to you."

The Immortal Emperor raised his head and looked at Mozun with surprise in his eyes, "It's so simple?"

"Do you think this seat is excellent?" Mozun patted his chest and boasted.

Immortal Emperor flattened his mouth, and felt even more uncomfortable.

At this time, Mozun patted him on the shoulder, "You don't have to blame yourself, this side is going smoothly because the demons respect the strong, and those who don't obey my orders can come and compete with me Next...they can't beat this seat, so they can only listen to this seat."

"I really envy you!" The Immortal Emperor whispered something from his heart.

It would be great if he could also use such a strong method to persuade human immortal cultivators.

The Immortal Emperor blinked, and suddenly felt that this method was not impossible.

In the end, he tried, and he had a big fight with his first and only __friend__Han Yue.

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According to visual estimation, there will be one or two chapters before the end of a thousand years ago, and the next few episodes will definitely be sweet!