Chapter 656 National Mourning

"What a little carp, it's quite a blessing to have obtained my Nine-Turn Fortune Great Golden Elixir!"

Suddenly, a voice resounded, causing Yuan Hong and Mei Xi to tremble, and quickly knelt down: "Master Headmaster, please forgive me!"

Among the voiceless voices, Fang Yuan came out boldly, his piercing eyes shining brightly.

In his line of sight, the red dragon soared thousands of miles in an instant, and even after obtaining this great fortune, it was directly reincarnated and transformed into a human being!

"Master, everything is Meixi's fault! Please forgive me!"

Meixi gritted her teeth, knelt down and begged with a pale face.

"You also know that you are wrong?"

Fang Yuan glanced at her and shook his head: "You lost my golden elixir, according to common sense... you should abolish your immortal roots and relegate you back to animals..."

Hearing this punishment, Yuan Hong's body trembled and his lips moved, but in the end he still couldn't speak.

"... Gu Nian you have served for many years, and you have worked hard without credit. First, you will be punished and sent to the Red Cloud Cave, where you will suffer from fire clouds burning your body every day! Let me serve as a warning to others!"

Fortunately, Fang Yuan changed his mind next.

"Thank you, Master Headmaster, for your kindness!"

Hearing that there is no need to abolish her cultivation and turn into an animal, Meixi was overjoyed at first, and then trembled when she heard the punishment of Hongyun Cave.

"As for you..."

Fang Yuan glanced at Yuan Hong: "It's considered guilty, go to the Yellow Turban Warrior and get a hundred thunder whips!"

"Thank you Master Headmaster!"

Yuan Hong didn't dare to say a word, and accepted the punishment obediently.

After the two left, Fang Yuan remained silent, and immediately asked: "Shi Sheng, what do you think of this deity's treatment?"

"Master's upper body is heavenly heart, every word and deed is good fortune, how can we and other disciples say it?"

Shi Sheng quickly bowed down and said: "It's just that the culprit is the red dragon after all. Shi Sheng is not talented, so he is willing to invite Ying to go and arrest that evil dragon and bring him to justice!"

"This dragon has obtained the golden core of the deity, and it should have a good fortune. You just wait and collect it in decades."

Fang Yuan shook his head, rejecting Shi Sheng's proposal.

"good fortune?"

Little Stone obviously couldn't understand.

"The country of Daxuan has come to the time of reforming the past, the world is fighting for the dragon, and all the heroes are rising...even..."

Fang Yuan smiled and didn't say much.

This time, many of his disciples were also involved, unable to extricate themselves.

Coupled with the red dragon that was deliberately let go, the world will probably be lively.

...

Forty-five years in the national calendar of Xuan Kingdom, the capital of the country.

In the midst of wailing, Xuan lay on the hospital bed, and his life gradually came to an end.

Cryers, those who have tears with sound are called crying, those who have tears without sound are called weeping, and those who have tears without sound are called howling.

Even with Xuan's blurred head, he could hear that no one around was really crying at this time, the son was waiting for the top position, the maids and servants were confused about their own future, and those in power had their own plans.

But he was already very tired, too tired to care about these things.

His thoughts have flown back to the original tribal life.

From the beginning of drinking blood, struggling to survive, and later becoming a warrior, being respected and supported...

The most unforgettable thing for him was the moment when he got the fruit and became a stranger.

It is precisely because he has mastered the power of flames that he can integrate the various departments of the river, defeat the giant beasts, and establish a unified kingdom.

It's a pity that even this strange ability can't save his life.

He hates it!

I hate God for not giving him another five hundred years!

I hate why I can't have exotic flowers and fruits that increase my lifespan!

I hate why I can't be like those cultivators, stay young forever, and gain longevity!

"Come here..."

That kind of intense hatred was like dozens of poisonous snakes swarming up, gnawing at his heart.

Xuan exhausted his last bit of strength and struggled to speak.

"Father!"

A middle-aged man immediately leaned over, with anticipation in his eyes and tears that were forced out.

Unfortunately, what Xuan said was not what he wanted to hear.

"After I die... kill that Peng! No... kill him now!"

Xuan laughed like a night owl: "As a teacher of the state, he is disrespected by the world, and he can't even refine the life-extending golden elixir. He is bullying the king! The bully will die!"

"promise!"

Even the dying king still has great authority.

Several soldiers bowed and retreated quickly.

Looking at their backs, Xuan was suddenly full of joy, pointing to his son: "After I die... pass on the throne... pass on the throne..."

He tried his best to leave his last words, but unfortunately, the previous order seemed to have cost him too much effort, even though the prince's face was flushed with anxiety, he still didn't get what he wanted.

boom!

Xuan closed his eyes, his fingers drooped feebly, and fell into the darkness.

In the autumn of the forty-fifth year of the national calendar, King Xuan died, and the eldest son Zhang succeeded to the throne. The princes of the country refused to accept and raised troops, and the world suddenly fell into chaos.

The hustle and bustle outside seemed to have nothing to do with somewhere in the palace.

"Oh... am I a teacher after all..."

Peng looked at the 'beast charcoal' carefully carved into the animal shape in his hand, and looked at the huge golden alchemy furnace in front of him, and sighed.

Although he had heard the teachings of Taoists in the early days, it was a pity that he was not very proficient in alchemy. After all, Fang Yuan only mentioned a few words back then.

Relying on these, it is a bit whimsical to refine a elixir that can make people return to youth and prolong life.

In fact, after subduing the two warriors of Xuan Kingdom, he left on his own initiative. However, Xuan Kingdom moved so fast that he surrounded the tribe with soldiers without waiting for him to rest for a night.

Facing the menacing enemy soldiers and the unfathomable Xuan at that time, Peng could only choose to surrender, and became the guest minister of Xuan Kingdom, teaching the magic of immortality, and opened a furnace for alchemy for King Xuan.

——After all, he had only cultivated immortality for a few days at that time, even if he cultivated a little mana, how could he be the opponent of Xuan and others?

Therefore, we can only pretend to be false.

'However, with the power of a country, my cultivation at this time should have surpassed that of Xuan in the heyday, but I still can't stand up to the master! '

After the Daoist preached the Dharma in the early days, no matter whether he was a human race or a different kind, he had only one impression of Fang Yuan, that is, to stand upright from a high mountain.

Although Peng knows the way of internal training, he hasn't aged much at first glance in the past few decades, which makes Xuan very envious, and even asks for the method.

But he is smart, so he will definitely not confess truthfully, but only give some specious things, without a true disciple, instead he will kill Xuan alive.

He deliberately lied to Xuan, saying that to cultivate immortals in the world, one must have aptitude, and such aptitude is rare, so people without aptitude cannot cultivate mana at all.

Using this rhetoric, coupled with the fact that he handed over an exercise method full of mistakes and omissions, immediately coaxed Xuan into being dubious, and immediately found another way, pointing Xuan to another path - alchemy!

That is to prolong life through the method of outer alchemy.

In fact, this is also the right way, but it is a pity that Peng does not have Fang Yuan's craftsmanship at all.

The reason why Xuan was still encouraged to do this was entirely to find a financial backer who could have a steady stream of materials to squander.

Relying on the resources provided by Xuan Guo and the whole country, his alchemy has advanced by leaps and bounds. If he starts the furnace again, there is really a 10-20% certainty that he will be able to refine the panacea, but how could Peng do this?

Therefore, he dragged Xuan to death completely relying on his own longevity.

"The king has an order to punish Peng!"

At this time, there were also chaotic sounds from outside, and accompanied by the exclamation of the slaves, a group of soldiers rushed into the alchemy room, full of murderous aura.

"According to Xuan's longevity, it should be about this time!"

Peng smiled, arranged his clothes calmly, and greeted him out.

Seeing him, the national teacher who has always been honored as the honored guest, the soldier's momentum stagnated, and he took half a step back. Immediately thinking of this order, he clenched the sword in his hand again.

"kill!"

Following an order from a general, several feathered arrows flew out immediately.

"The world is boundless, the five elements borrow the law, go!"

With Peng's finger pointing, several vines flew out like soft whips, flying feathered arrows, and even entered the crowd, causing great chaos.

At this time, he is no longer the brat who just made his debut decades ago. After decades of cultivation, even with only his own physical body, he is confident that he can break out of the palace.

But after all, his heart is not bad, and he doesn't want to kill so much blood.

Immediately, another pinch formula was used, a strong force was born, shaking the ground, causing the soldiers to fall to the ground one after another.

Immediately, in the midst of the clear cry, a magnificent crane fell from mid-air, with its wings spread out, several feet long, it was obviously a strange species.

With a light leap, Peng floated onto the crane's back like a feather.

"Chirp!"

The white crane spread its wings and soared into the sky.

"Shoot! Shoot it down!"

The general below shouted angrily, urging the arrows again and again.

However, Peng borrowed the east wind and blew violently, which immediately blew the soldiers below out of order, and the arrows became a joke.

"Once in ten years, Xuandu dreamed, and won the fame before and after..."

Peng Saran smiled, controlled the white crane, and instantly turned into a black spot in the sky.

Down below, due to the loss of King Xuan's court, they immediately fell into chaos...

...

Kun tribe.

Kunxie has already inherited the position of leader. At this time, although he has reached middle age, he still looks young and does not show signs of aging at all.

In the tribe, there are rumors about his deeds of meeting a fairy in his early years, and they think it is a miracle, which adds a lot of awe.

At this time, the upheaval that happened in Xuan Kingdom quickly came to his case according to the secret channel.

"King Xuan is dead? Peng Jiahe is leaving? Good!"

Kunxie clapped his hands together: "This is God helping me. I have over ten thousand warriors in Kunbu. In Xuan Kingdom, the only ones that I can fear are Xuan and Peng. At this time, Xuan is old and dying. Self-destruction, really unwise...haha..."

He could see very clearly that if Xuan had been treating Corporal Peng Lixian all the time, this brother from the same school might have to help him in the future because of his shame, and maybe he would meet his swordsman.

At this time, the other party destroyed the Great Wall by himself and forced Peng Chenghe to leave, but he took the initiative to eliminate a serious trouble for him.

"When you stop and stop, you will be subject to chaos!"

Kunxie stood up and made up his mind: "Rise up the army immediately, and swear to defeat Xuan!"