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Fan Ju opened his mouth and started talking. He spoke very sincerely, as if what he said was true. He and Taiju had already planned everything beforehand. If he did not use some unimaginable methods, it would have been difficult for him to gain a foothold in the Qin Nation. As for that strange scene just now, it was because he had used the Heavenly Policy Chapter of the Eight Dragons Cult, using his True Essence to gather the airflow in the surrounding hundred meters, and then instantly released the powerful impact that created a heaven splitting scene. Now that he had reached the highest level, he was naturally able to master and master the techniques of all the martial arts sects. Therefore, it was easy for him to bring Fan Ju and the legendary Immortal class to descend from the sky.

However, Fan Ju's words were too mysterious. Not only was Ying Zheng not convinced, but even the officials were also very suspicious and could not believe it. Although Ying Zheng didn't believe Fan Ju's reasoning, but considering Fan Ju's age, he was already over a hundred years old, but his eyes were still as lively and energetic as before. If he didn't practice the Dao, how could he be so spirited? On top of that, that scene just now was indeed rare. Although Ying Zheng was suspicious, he was also a little curious, thus, he opened his mouth and asked, "Such a magical thing happened?" I wonder where is the Immortal Master that Tutor Zhang is now? "

Fan Ju had already known that Ying Zheng would ask about this man, so he respectfully pointed to the man beside him and said, "This man is the immortal master that I have been talking about."

Ying Zheng followed Fan Ju's directions and looked at the man standing next to him. Fan Ju was dressed in a long robe with an arrogant look on his face, indeed, he looked like an immortal, but Fan Ju's words were still too empty and unconvincing, so he asked in a low voice, "Where did this immortal come from? Does an immortal really have a way to bring death back to life?"

The man smiled, raised a horsetail whisk in his hand, and gave Ying Zheng a slight bow. He then answered, "I originally followed Daoist Tian Yuan to cultivate at the peak of Mount Kunlun, the Heavenly Spirit Mountain. Twenty years ago, I was entrusted by my previous master to go down the mountain to search for Dao karma. As for the technique to revive the dead, it is the highest realm that a cultivator seeks. I have cultivated it for over a hundred years, but I can only comprehend one or two of them. "

"Oh? So, immortal masters really have this kind of sacred art? " Ying Zheng had always been interested in cultivating to the Immortal Realm. He had always wanted to sweep the world himself, what use would it be if he could not enjoy the nobility of being a King for a long time? Thus, although this immortal master only spoke a few words, it attracted his interest.

"Humph, what kind of immortal arts are these? Just look at them. They are just those useless scams from the underworld!" Just as Ying Zheng was interestedly asking about that immortal master, one of the military generals walked out from the crowd and walked up to that immortal master, speaking in a disdainful tone.

It was because of his hot-blooded temper that the general had charged out so recklessly. This person was the Chinese general Meng Wu. Meng Wu and his father had the same stubborn temperament and never believed in ghosts and gods. They would only succeed if they relied on their own experience. It was precisely because he was so arrogant and did not believe in ghosts and gods that he was able to become famous in this world because of his personality of fighting head on.

"Don't be rude to the immortal master!" Fan Ju saw Meng Wu rushing towards him, he immediately shouted at him like a cymbal breaking.

Meng Wugen had never met Fan Ju before. When he was an official in the court, only his father and Fan Ju were in the court together, so he was not afraid of Fan Ju. Instead, it was the old man who walked up to him and scrutinized the old man who looked like the skin of a locust tree. He said coldly, "I don't know if Tutor Zhang bringing the dead back to life is true, or if someone is purposefully making up an excuse to conceal his intentions."

Meng Wu's words could be said as taking the risk of the world. If it was 20 years ago, he dared to criticize Fan Ju like that, then the next day, the helmet on his head would be taken off. Even the King of Wu An, Bai Qi, couldn't escape his fate of being schemed to death. However, Meng Wu had never seen Fan Ju's method. He only knew what he was thinking.

"General Meng," the moment Meng Wu's words left his mouth, a voice filled with vigor came from the side. Meng Wu turned his head and saw that it was Reese, who had recommended his father. Reese stopped Meng Wu, trying to stop him from being reckless. He slowly walked forward, bowed to Fan Ju, and said respectfully, "Master, I greet you." Junior does not know how to be courteous, and offends Master. Please forgive me, Master. "

When Meng Wu saw that even the current emperor of the imperial court, Reese, was actually so respectful to Fan Ju, he realized that this old man was Reese's teacher. Thinking about how rude he was just now, his face turned red and he became embarrassed.

"Hehe, this old man has long ceased being an official for many years now. Junior naturally can forgive for not knowing his place, but I still need you to put in more effort to take care of the entire imperial court." Fan Ju lightly smiled in response to Reese's apology. On the surface, he didn't seem to care, but there was a sense of reproach in his words.

"Master, you have taught me a lesson." Reese had heard Fan Ju's words, and bowed again to apologize, but then pointed to the immortal master, "General Meng was only fighting on the battlefield, so he didn't know much about the powers of the talented people in the martial world, which was why he had offended this immortal master. If Immortal Master were to reveal a bit of his innate technique, it would be good for Junior to gain some knowledge and experience. "

Reese said something very humble, but the light in his eyes was like a sharp sword, staring straight at the immortal master. It was as if he was looking for a flaw from the immortal master.

Meng Wu originally had some misgivings, but after hearing the reminder from Reese, he suddenly came to a realization and quickly followed, "Since Immortal Master says he has the ability to revive the dead, then I would like to ask Immortal Master to show it to everyone. Otherwise, it would be dishonoring the Emperor and would be the crime of beheading them."

"Hmph hmph, I wonder how this brother will judge this senior's ability?" The immortal master saw that Meng Wu was getting closer, so he did not seem to mind and said coldly.

"To bring the dead back to life, of course we have to bring the dead back to life. Would Immortal Master be willing to show it?" Seeing how arrogant the immortal master was, Meng Wu immediately urged him on.

The moment he said this, everyone in the hall was shocked. How was it possible for that immortal master to commit suicide in front of everyone and then be reborn? Even Ying Zheng himself couldn't help but be shocked. He, who had already sat down, once again rose up from the ground, along with the easing of the situation.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, my brother, to first kill this sovereign. This sovereign will show you the divine ability of reincarnation." The immortal master didn't show any sign of cowardice. He took a step forward and sneered as he faced Meng Wu.

"Alright, then don't blame this lowly general for being impolite!" Meng Wu saw that the man didn't even try to dodge; he was full of blood. As soon as he finished his sentence, he drew his sword and stabbed at the immortal master's chest.

Although the immortal master was still unclear as to whether he was still a god or not, in the end, it was Zhang Lu who had personally recommended him. Furthermore, with those supernatural situations just now, how could he afford to offend the immortal master? He wanted to shout out loud, but before he could say anything, the sword had already pierced through the immortal master's chest with a 'puchi' sound and entered his sword hilt.

Following this' puchi ', the auras of everyone in the imperial court seemed to have frozen. Everyone was scared to the point that their eyes were wide open and their hearts were in their throats.

However, the immortal master's expression was very indifferent. He didn't seem to be in pain at all. Instead, he just smiled indifferently. Everyone looked at the immortal master's expression and carefully examined the sword that had sunk into the immortal master's body. However, not a single drop of blood could be seen on the tip of the sword. This scene stunned everyone like a wooden chicken. Their minds were blank and none of them actually did anything else.

The sword that had stabbed into his chest suddenly turned around and struck Meng Wu's body with its hilt. Meng Wu, despite being born as a general, could not withstand the attack of the Qi and staggered a few steps back. Finally, he stood up unsteadily and plopped down on the ground.

This scene made all those ministers, who had been standing still, let out a series of exclamations simultaneously. Even Ying Zheng couldn't help but let out a series of yells as well. Of course, among the crowd of people, there was one person who felt fear in his heart. It was Liszt. The two people in front of him were familiar to him. Fan Ju was his mentor, of course, but that so-called immortal master was of course the one who came from the Deep Black Tower. Reese had had a lot to do with it, and of course he was familiar with it. However, he did not reveal his identity immediately. He wanted to see what tricks this mysterious martial artist would play. He knew that he wasn't some immortal master from the Kunlun Mountains at all, and he didn't know any rebirth techniques. He was just a martial artist from the martial arts world. And when he pretended to use words that he had not expected to hear, he thought that he would reveal a flaw, but he never expected to see such a scene, although he knew that this was not a sacred art, he did not know that his martial arts cultivation had reached such an unfathomable level.

"Aiyaya, the immortal master is truly powerful, what an eye-opener!" After a series of exclamations, Ying Zheng was the first one to speak. After praising Tai Kuo, he rushed down from the Dragon Throne and greeted him with a salute.

"Your Majesty, you've flattered me. This sovereign has merely agreed to General Meng's request. It would be good if he could have a taste of my Kunlun Mountain's immortal arts." Seeing that Ying Zheng had come to greet him in person, Taikou responded with a great deal of pride.

Ai, that Meng Wu Yuan is a reckless person. Immortal Teacher doesn't have to care about that. Quick, let's have a banquet! I want to have a long conversation with Immortal Teacher!" Ying Zheng had never interacted with the martial world before, so he naturally wouldn't understand the magic of this world's martial arts. But now, he suddenly realized that this kid was actually unharmed by a single sword attack, which meant that he was being guided by some immortal god, learning some kind of magic that ordinary people couldn't, and was a man who was superstitious about demons and ghosts.

Many of them, who had been bewitched by Fan Ju and Taiju, exclaimed together with Ying Zheng. They all raised their hands and nodded in agreement with Ying Zheng, wanting to go with him and see this immortal spell.

"Your Majesty, we have not decided on this matter regarding the Corridor of Corridor. We ask that Your Majesty take first the matters of the nation as a priority!" Reese saw that the crowd's attention had been completely attracted by this poor blabbering, so he immediately stood up and started to speak harshly, wanting to interrupt the hot-blooded enthusiasm of Ying Zheng and the others. Ever since Shang Martingale, Han Fei, Fan Yicheng, Huan Feng, and the rest had all experienced decline, they had always been in charge of the government in the imperial court. Now that this stranger wanted to take their place, how could he bear with such resentment? It was because of this that he had to say such words.

"Didn't the few of you say just now that you wanted to appoint the mighty Great General Meng Ao to represent you in writing a letter to pass through the valley? As for the other matters, I will trouble Great Official Li to go and arrange them as well." However, at this time, Ying Zheng unexpectedly only calmly turned his head around and spoke a few words. Then, with a smile on his face, he welcomed Fan Ju and Tai Hu, and respectfully invited them to the back of the hall.

When Reese saw this, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He had never thought that the martial arts practitioner who had listened to his orders in the past would actually steal his power. How could he not be angry? He could have gone forward to expose Taihu's true colors, but this kind of harmless, boorish style was definitely not like Reese's, because Taihu had already gained the upper hand. If he acted rashly, in case Ying Zheng didn't believe his own words, he would be making a fool out of himself instead. Therefore, in the face of Ying Zheng's extremely bland reply, he could only grind his teeth and squeeze out a single word from between his teeth, "Yes." After that, he didn't say anything else. Of course, this reply of his was not meant for Ying Zheng's ears. It was just a gesture showing that they, as his officials, had already left the great hall, and did not pay any attention to what Reese had said at all.

"What kind of demonic technique is this? Can't even a blade or sword harm him?" At this moment, Meng Wu who had just gotten up from the ground rubbed his shoulders. He slowly walked to the front of Reese while looking at the departing backs of Tai Hu and the rest. He was mumbling to himself as he asked for Reese's opinion.

"Hmph." Reese looked at the complacent figures of Tai Hu and the rest and coldly spat out a word before narrowing his eyes. "Since he wants to become a demon, sooner or later, he will reveal his true form."

Jing Ke and Tian Gan sang the same tune, using the tactic of estrangement to persuade Sima Kong and his foster son to surrender, and then placing them under Fan Yicheng. Although these two people had meticulously arranged the entire plan, even though this plan could fool a foster son, it couldn't be hidden from Sima Kong. That day when Sima Kong heard that Jing Ke wanted him to meet with his foster son under the Rising Dragon Mouth, he had revealed Jing Ke's intentions with a single sentence. However, even though Sima Kong knew that this was Jing Ke and his group's plan to split up, Huan Feng, Pan Party and the others were already convinced, and since he had a grudge with Huan Feng, no matter how much they tried to explain, it would just seem pale and powerless. Although he didn't want to betray the Qin Nation, he wasn't willing to watch his foster son die in the hands of Huan Feng and the other Pan gang's scoundrels.