C1 Sad Immortal Emperor

"F * ck, who the f * ck threw flower pots that accurately?" With a roar, a strand of the soul was sucked into the seven-colored vortex. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

Gongsun Ztian had a helpless look on his face. He couldn't help but feel aggrieved no matter how hard he tried. He was an exalted Immortal Emperor and had countless generals under his command. He was also the most famous pill refining and refining genius in the Immortal World.

It was only because he had inadvertently obtained a divine medallion, a divine item that seemed like gold, but not jade, and after refining it with his own blood essence, the divine item of unknown origin had actually fused into his soul, and from then on, this unlucky journey had begun. At the same time, he had become a member of the army that had crossed over.

This was the 98th time she had been smashed to death by a flower pot.

He still remembered the last time he drowned in the fecal pit, and the reason was that he didn't know where the beauty had come from, causing the scene to go out of control, and then he was successfully surrounded by the surging crowd, and then he didn't know who kicked him; the last time he was stung to death by the wasps, he remembered a little loli throwing rocks at trees, and it just happened to hit a beehive, there was a person under the tree, and that person just happened to be the sullen Gongsun Ze Tian; last time …

He couldn't remember how many strange deaths he had experienced anyway. He just needed to stay in a time and space for a period of time, and such a depressing and depressing thing would happen.

At the same time that Gongsun Ze was furious in his heart, he could not help but curse, "There's no end to this son of a b * tch, is there? Does this mean I have to die in a hundred different ways to be recorded in the annals of history? " Even though he was furious, he had no choice but to accept the existence of such a thing and continue on with his miserable journey.

What made the Immortal Emperor even more speechless was that along with his transmigration, he had taken on the role of almost any profession, from beggars to hooligans, from black-skinned politicians to shameless businessmen, from iron-blooded soldiers to tech giants, from the police to the doctors who helped the world from hanging in the sky, in any case, everything was covered and everything, the current Immortal Emperor was just like a humanoid encyclopedia.

Although the Immortal Emperor really wanted to recover his strength, as long as he wanted to cultivate his own immortal arts to recover his strength, he would be completely absorbed by that mysterious divine object inside his soul. For some reason, only his spiritual will would be able to grow stronger and his strength would not recover at all.

However, there was one thing he was very pleased about. He had learned many techniques, as well as come into contact with the scientific and technological development of many different continents and spaces. These were things that he had never seen before in the Immortal World. Of course, compared to the way he died, the Immortal Emperor really wanted to cry!

With a series of rapid rotations. Everything turned dark.

When the sad Immortal Emperor opened his eyes, he had the urge to slam his head into tofu. What kind of people were they? He opened his mouth and chattered a bunch of words that he could not understand at all. Little Zhaotian had the urge to curse. Why did they say it was Little Zhaotian? It was because the Immortal Emperor had turned into a little baby after his transmigration. Alright, looks like I have already done all sorts of things before. This time, I have to experience a different occupation — Infant.

The baby is innocent and romantic, the baby is innocent and innocent. You have to pick up everything from the doll. He was actually a magic genius that was hard to come across in ten thousand years. From then on, he embarked on the path of learning magic. He, the exalted Immortal Emperor, actually wanted to learn these mysterious' spells'.

The Great Immortal Emperor, with his status as a magic genius of every element, unexpectedly had the high-class treatment of a teacher in every magic faculty. Alright, I can only endure it silently, allowing the exalted Immortal Emperor to become a student once more.

One year went by, one year went by, one year went by. Spring goes to summer solstice, autumn returns to winter. Life was like a little white dog crossing a river. In the blink of an eye, it had passed. Here, he would no longer study how the little white dog crossed the river, and would continue on with his story of the Immortal Emperor Zephyr.

The genius Immortal Emperor relied on his one-in-a-million physique and successfully entered the Grand Magister level. Moreover, his genius name wasn't just for show, he actually created a hybrid magic, even the Demon God didn't dare to stroke his beard, and at the same time, he was also a genius in the auxiliary magic profession, so no one dared to challenge him in these three classes. The reason why, no one knew that Gongsun Zedeng's magic was different from those orthodox Magicians on the continent, and all the Magicians on the continent had to constantly absorb the magic elements in the air in order to cultivate, turning magic elements into their own magic. Gongsun Ztian's magic, on the other hand, combined with his immortal cultivation technique. By arranging the elements in the world in a natural order and then releasing them, this method's might would be greater and the release speed would be faster. This made the Immortal Emperor feel extremely proud. He couldn't help but think, "With my current abilities, would I be able to die with grievance? This Monarch just likes the way you look at me and can't get used to it. "

After being overjoyed, it was often a tragedy.

It made the Immortal Emperor understand that life was fragile, that happiness could lead to sorrow, that arrogance was impossible, that one had to live a low-key life — one had to be calm while eating, and if one was not calm, then he would suffer.

Do you know how people choke to death? Gongsun Ztian interpreted this method of death. He recorded this great and mysterious method of death in the history books of the Magic Continent — the most tragic genius mage had died in history. This name is very grand, how much it is worth to become people after tea and meals and never forget the topic of conversation. Here, I congratulate the Immortal Emperor for his great glory in ranking first on the 'Reputation' List. Of course, this also allowed the continent to be warned and carefully instructed before becoming a mage, so much so that they would form a popular curriculum and compile it into the "Mage's First Course Teaching Guide." The first rule — Never smile while eating.

Of course, if he didn't tell this sad story, no matter which young mage it was, they would never know why he couldn't laugh while eating.

Of course, Ze Tian was also progressing towards the sad yet sullen end of a hundred deaths.

It was that familiar feeling again. The seven-colored vortex had wrapped up Gongsun Zaitian's soul and disappeared into space and time. Gently, it left, just like it had sneaked over, waving its hand, leaving no trace of its soul behind.

What are you most afraid of when you're tired? — Urine came in.

Open your eyes. Okay, open your eyes again. He saw himself in a long, delicate robe, with his hair tied up in a bun on the top of his head. God knows, Gongsun Ze had transmigrated again. Ye Zichen looked at the mirror in the room and sighed, "It's a teenager this time. Fortunately, he doesn't have to be an uncomfortable baby."

Pushing open the door, the light shone straight into the room. The wind was blowing, and it felt good. It was better to experience rebirth later and find a latrine first.

Right at this moment, a crisp female voice came from outside the door, "Young Master, you're awake. This servant will help you wash up and change."

Looking towards the direction of the voice, there was a little girl dressed in emerald green. She had a smile on her oval face. Although she could not be considered a beauty, she was still very pleasant to look at and felt very warm. Hearing her address, Gongsun Ze knew that this girl should be his personal maid or something like that.

Gongsun Ztian quickly asked, "Where's the latrine?" "How do we get there?"

The girl looked at Gongsun Ze Tian with a questioning look and said, "Young Master, you have a urinal in your room. If you're in a hurry, you can use that, servant girl. This servant will take care of it later. " After finishing her sentence, the little girl's charming face turned slightly red.

"Oh, oh, if that's the case, then I'll go first. "You go first." No matter how despicable and despicable the Immortal Emperor was, he couldn't shush her in front of a little girl. Ye Zichen pointed towards the door and said embarrassedly.

The little girl smiled as she understood. She covered her face and left the room, closing the door at the same time.

There were three emergencies in life: internal urgency, mental urgency, and mental urgency. Internal emergency, that is to say, the need to go to the toilet. Being in a hurry meant getting married and entering the bridal chamber in a hurry. Anxious, that is, the wife in the inside of the child you are waiting for outside. After completing his life's urgent tasks. He walked out of the room with ease, stretched, and thought: Let's find out where we are. After having traversed this world nearly a hundred times, This Sovereign is now an experienced person as well.

"Little girl, come here first. I'll test you with a few questions." Gongsun Ze's big horse sat down on a chair in the room with his blade held horizontally, then he asked in a pretentious manner.

The little girl walked in front of Gongsun Zaitian, bowed her head, held her chest, and said: "Young Master, please tell me, your servant is shallow, I'm afraid that your young master will laugh at your servant."

Gongsun Ztian smiled and said nonchalantly: "First, let me ask you a simple question. What is my name and what is it?"

"The young master's name is Situ Wuchi."

Hearing this name, Gongsun Zaitian had the urge to faint. What do you mean by shameless? Who's shameless, you're shameless! Your entire family is shameless! Even though he was thinking this in his heart, he still said casually, "Next up, I want to see how much you know about your family, your family, and this continent. You should have read some books, right?" While he was happily talking, his heart was beating like a drum. This question was really stupid. Who didn't know the situation at home and even took it as a question to be accepted as a maid? What was sad was that the main character really didn't know where he was right now.

"The young master is the third young master of the Situ Family and is one of the successors. There are two brothers that I bid farewell to. "

Oh, the original name from the buddhist avarice, displeasure, infatuation, no avarice, no discontent, a monk this.

"Young Master's family is the largest family in the Eastern Soaring Dragon Continent, the first generation ancestor fought alongside the founder of the Honglong Empire. Thus, the younger generation loyal to the royal family, and was also very trusted by the royal family. There are four nations in Soaring Dragon Continent, and we are in the eastern part of the continent. We are in the northern part, the western part, the Roaring Tiger Empire, and the southern part, the Fire Dance Empire. In the family, the young master. "

Looking at the maid's hesitant appearance, he knew that she had some difficult words to say. He said, "It's fine. You can say anything you want. Am I that scary?"

The young master's condition in the family is a taboo issue, so he can't practice martial arts because his body is not very well. Although he is one of the successors of the family, other than the young master's parents, third uncle and two older brothers, the head elder of the family has always maintained a neutral attitude, and the other branch family members and elders that belong to the side branch do not like you. Servant. Servant. "That's all I know. I don't know anything else, so I beg that Young Master forgive me for my sloppy words." As he said this, he kneeled down on the ground, preparing to kowtow to Gongsun Zaitian (Uh, I should first call him Brother Wuzhi (Shameless)).

"Third Uncle?" Gongsun Ztian questioned.

"Young master's third uncle is always leading troops to war at the border. He is the imperial government's great general!" The little girl proudly raised her head and spoke as if she was talking to her father.

When Gongsun Ztian saw that she was still kneeling, he quickly bent over to stop her kowtowing. He pulled up the servant girl and said, "Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously. I told you to say it. Alright, prepare me some food." He waved her off.

It looked like the clan was going to play a part this time. Then, he thought about how the maidservant had said that his health was not good, and how she had thought of a way to examine his body. No matter what, he must know how weak he was. The path he took after crossing over was too smooth, and now his body was too weak. He needed to learn something from time and space to be able to take advantage of. Otherwise, he might be trampled on. How could an exalted Immortal Emperor allow someone to step on me? Humph! As he thought about this, a wave of power rose up and engulfed his entire heart.

As the power rose, Ze Tian discovered that his spiritual will was still purely there, it was still strong, but it seemed like his spiritual will could only reach the lower levels of the Heavenly Immortal Stage. From the Heavenly Immortal level to the lower levels of the Heavenly Immortal Stage, Gongsun Ze Tian's heart was filled with bitterness, this bastard really knows how to play, transmigration is fine, after he transmigrated, he even caused his strength to drop greatly, sometimes he even remembered that Gongsun Ze really wanted to slap himself.

However, he faintly felt that there was a different change to his divine sense when he was still the Heaven Realm Immortal Emperor. He couldn't say out this change, and it seemed that this change had existed gradually since the beginning of his transmigration, but he could feel it now. However, there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that this change was good, that this change was right, that this change was good and this change was right. "He also felt that his spiritual sense had become much more condensed, making him feel as if he was cultivating a martial art, more solid, purer, and easier to control. This feeling made him feel like he was a cow on a plane — a cow on a plane, a cow on a fire, a cow on a fire.

Since his spiritual will (i.e. spiritual energy, which is why he played magic so well because of his strong spiritual energy) had been compressed, but it still existed. Moreover, it could not be considered low, at least in this world, it should be considered high. Furthermore, he had just tried to cultivate the Immortal Emperor technique's first stage, but to no avail.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Zaitian's "heroic spirit rose again, and his domineering aura began to leak out." Of course, there was a loud sound of "pu" coming from behind him — it was really stinky.

All of you, look at the next part.