A pillar of light filled with stars rose into the sky, illuminating half of the dark sky.

The light column was right down, and the rift had been blasted open. Wang Sheng sat cross-legged in the air, his long hair was constantly floating, and the Taoist robe on his body continued to sway.

The sound of bells and drums, the sound of chanting scriptures, the sound of fairy music and the sound of wind echo alternately between heaven and earth.

Figures appeared around the light column, first a fairy flew into the sky, and then a golden armored general fought everywhere.

Suddenly, auspicious clouds flew out of nowhere, accompanied by the light column, and then slowly pressed down towards Wang Sheng...

At this time, Wang Sheng had no time to see the strange phenomena he caused.

The moment he swallowed the Nine-Revolutions Level Nine-Yuan Condensing Dao Pill, his soul, true spirit, and consciousness had fallen into a sea of ​​stars.

‘You are here.’

A gentle voice came in front of him. Wang Sheng followed the sound and saw the familiar figure standing next to the boundless starry sky...

‘Emperor?’

The man turned around and had a firm face and a little smile on his lips. It was indeed the Ziwei Emperor who Wang Sheng had seen from far and near, among the traces of Taoism.

Wang Sheng thought of something and hurriedly said, "Teacher, the disciple is here."

‘Come here, the years are stagnant, I can say more to you.’

Emperor Ziwei chuckled, and a little starry sky flew towards him, forming two seats and a low table.

With a slight movement of Wang Sheng's consciousness, he got closer and closer to Ziwei Emperor.

But at this time, the feeling in his heart became more and more real - the Ziwei Emperor he saw at this time was not the Daoshi, nor the Dao mark, nor the complete incarnation of the Tao that was pieced together by those Daoshi.

He seemed to be the real Ziwei Emperor, like...

A lonely soul.

Wang Sheng gave a junior ceremony that was commonly used in ancient times and then took a seat next to him.

He wanted to say thank you to the Emperor as the beginning of this chat, but after taking his seat, Emperor Ziwei sighed softly and said to Wang Sheng in ancient tone:

"Sorry, I passed on your teachings, but I asked you to practice in the shadows I left behind, and I also gave you too many frameworks."

Wang Sheng was stunned, then laughed silently and whispered: "Teacher, what you have given to your disciple is the supreme Taoist Dharma. I am grateful to you in my heart."

"There is no need to call me a teacher. I don't want to take away disciples from Chunyangzi," Ziwei Emperor replied with a smile, took two wine glasses out of thin air, took out another jade pot, and poured the wine slowly.

At this time, the lines on the resolute face of Emperor Ziwei gradually merged a lot, and they also became a little tired.

He seemed to be aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, but when Wang Sheng looked closely, there seemed to be no change.

"Imperial Lord, are there too many things you carry?"

"Some things must be carried by someone," Ziwei Emperor smiled bitterly, "It's like the great way has set everything, principles and laws, but there must be creatures to realize them."

Wang Sheng looked thoughtful, but the Emperor's words contained many truths.

"What are your plans in the future?" said Ziwei Emperor, "If you can see this wisp of my soul, you must have entered the realm of immortality.

Looking at the starry sky arranged by your sword intent here, you have already entered the door of my Taoism and will slowly understand it in the future.

I don't want to force you anything, you should have learned more or less about the matter about the Heavenly Court..."

Wang Sheng was stunned and looked at the Ziwei Emperor in front of him who was talking.

He doesn't know what he is doing?

Could it be that this is really just a lonely soul placed on the Star Avenue by the Emperor, who appeared to meet him when his descendants were alive?

Wang Sheng felt a little helpless in his heart. Emperor Ziwei also noticed the change in Wang Sheng's mood. He looked at Wang Sheng and waited for him to speak quietly.

Say it directly-

Emperor, I am the Holy Spirit. Now I have received the support of half of the immortals and gods in the Heavenly Court. I can start a rebellion at any time.

What kind of thoughts would the emperor have like this?

This lonely soul should not last long. As I accept the Star Avenue, I will be squeezed out of this Avenue by myself.

Wang Sheng's heart trembled, but he suppressed all these thoughts in his heart.

He smiled and said, "Since you have learned your Taoist Dharma, you must naturally follow the arrangements of the Emperor."

"If I ask me to arrange it, you can find a secluded place to practice quietly," Emperor Ziwei sighed softly and said, "In the Northern Heaven Realm, there are several good paradises, you can go and find one or two."

Wang Sheng stared at the side face of the emperor.

Previously, he had contacted several pieces of Taoist trace fragments in this way, but at this time...

Wang Sheng suddenly thought of something and said hurriedly: "Emperor, can you last longer for this wisp of residual soul?

The disciple will get a elixir of the Heaven, and may let the Emperor complete it again..."

"Forget it," Ziwei Emperor's eyes showed a little starlight and said softly, "I was determined to die back then, but now I don't want to live.

Do you know what the most painful thing in the world?”

Wang Sheng pondered for a few moments and said, "For the disciple, I'm afraid the people he is close to have suffered a disaster but cannot be saved."

"Yes, this is actually the most tormenting thing in my heart."

Emperor Ziwei looked at the star road ahead, his eyes flashed slightly, and he whispered: "When the Immortal Emperor fell, I fought against the strange gods in the northern heavenly realm;

When the Heaven was captured, I was besieged by many masters in the Northern Heaven Domain...

When I came back, my old friend had passed away and the heaven was gone.

For millions of years, my life, my close friends, relatives and friends, those who follow the Tao, and those who follow me, have few left in one night."

"Emperor..."

"Later I realized that when the heavens were destroyed, I should have passed away."

Emperor Ziwei looked down at his palm lines, "It's just a pity that I couldn't even keep my sword in the end."

"Emperor," Wang Sheng whispered, "Although I only barely entered the Golden Immortal Realm with the elixir at this time, if the Emperor can trust me, please ask the True Lord to tell me what wish is not fulfilled and what kind of enemies are going to destroy!"

"There are no wishes, there are too many enemies."

Ziwei Emperor looked at Wang Sheng, and the smile on his lips became gentler, "You don't have to carry these."

"Emperor, the disciples have carried too much at this time. Don't be afraid of carrying more," Wang Sheng said, "The disciples came out of the earth cultivation world, with a star behind them, and tens of millions of creatures.

Since the beginning of your practice, I have been behind you, Emperor, and I want to follow you step by step and get closer.

Once upon a time, what the disciple thought in his heart was to become a person like the Emperor.

Standing up to the sky, with no shame, holding the green edge in hand, sweeping invincible."

Ziwei Emperor suddenly burst into laughter.

Wang Sheng said in a low voice: "Emperor, I still hope you can survive.

You may not know at this time that Emperor Qinghua, who is the Four Emperors with you, has been in the process of life and death, and is now fighting countless powerful and powerful people in the Immortal Saint Realm.

Moreover, Emperor Qinghua has been able to eliminate the five declines of heavenly beings and save many old immortals in the heavenly court.

Your general is Wenqu Xingjun who gave his disciple the jade flute, and is now beside his disciple...

Aren’t these your best friends?”

Emperor Ziwei smiled and said, "Emperor Qinghua has cultivated the great way of death?"

"Yes, right. In this situation, Emperor Qinghua will definitely be able to save him!" Wang Sheng said hurriedly, "As long as you stay in this great road for a while, I will invite Emperor Qinghua to come here.

Moreover, the Juetian Pill is in the hands of Emperor Qinghua's disciple, that is, my Taoist partner...

Emperor, as long as you move this thought, you will definitely do it!"

"How could you be like Your Majesty back then?" Emperor Ziwei chuckled and sighed, "At that time, Your Majesty was under a willow tree, pulling me who was about to leave. He was talking endlessly and talking nonstop.

Finally, I told me to become his general and fight with him in the Immortal Saint Realm.

Why, you want this too?

Hahaha... Forget it, I have seen through these tricks and come back to life, and I will be busy again."

Wang Sheng frowned.

"You seem to be not just the successor of my great way," Emperor Ziwei looked at Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng stared at the Emperor with a tired face and said seriously: "Disciple has a card. The disciple is an ancient holy spirit. He was searched by a group of powerful people in the Immortal Saint Realm using the Heaven-Search Formation. Now he is being chased by those powerful people.

There are also several powerful people in the Heavenly Court gathered around me, and Wenqu Xingjun has been planning for hundreds of years, and just waiting for his disciples to enter the realm of immortality, he will do a big vote!"

"Oh? What big one?"

Seeing that Emperor Ziwei was curious, Wang Sheng immediately seized the opportunity and told the plan to kill the gods in a concise way.

Soon, Emperor Ziwei looked at him and carefully deduced for a while, and said, "It's still a bit of a risk."

"So, I want to ask Emperor, you come out..."

Emperor Ziwei smiled and said, "Although I want to help you, I have a lot of complaints about Your Majesty, but one minister does not serve two kings, you have a grudge with Your Majesty, which is inconsistent with the reason."

I never thought that my way would fall into the hands of the Holy Spirit.”
To be continued...