Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Northwest China, a land of ice and cold, is the Kunlun Mountain, also known as Kunlun Xu, the first sacred mountain in China, the Mountain of Ten Thousand Ancestors!

Although the outside world is very warm at this time, for this place, the chill has not left yet, and a new chill has arrived, stronger than before.

Among the snow-capped peaks, a man dressed in black looked like an ant.

He walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, while the wind howled and the snow fell, threatening to swallow him up at any time.

But he is still very tenacious and has not flinched at all. You must know that he is just a person of low status.

Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have been wiped out!

This is the case in this place, but the only martial artist in this realm is so persistent, because he wants to enter Kunlun and invite the gods and Buddhas.

In front of you is a dangerous peak, the road is only as wide as a foot, and below is a cliff of ten thousand feet.

The man clenched his stiff fists, encouraged himself, and took his own steps.

His steps were very steady, but the ice and snow under his feet did not make him very stable. It could be said that his steps were trembling as if he was about to fall at any time.

But he didn't hesitate at all. Even though the strong wind and chill swept through him, and even though his whole body lost all warmth, he still didn't stop.

Because he carries everyone's hopes and expectations, he must invite gods and Buddhas, he must eliminate disasters, and he must destroy those monsters!

"ah!"

The man roared out. Although his voice was loud, it was instantly drowned by the strong wind and disappeared.

And a breath of coldness poured into his mouth, freezing his whole body and causing a sharp pain in his throat.

His face was covered with bloody blades, cut by the strong wind, and the blood came out and froze instantly, and the separation of blood and water was extremely obvious.

His feet were shaking extremely, and huge pressure fell on his shoulders, but he still didn't stop.

Until the end, he no longer had any strength or hope.

Because the mountains in front of him were vast and there was still no end in sight, his whole body became stiff.

The trembling legs stopped shaking, they were all frozen, and he became a snowman.

In just a moment, the white snow was about to cover him, making him completely invisible, and the entire mountain peak was about to turn into a blanket of snow-white again.

He was already in despair, his final despair, his eyes rolled, and finally he stopped moving. He knew that his life was coming to an end.

He has no regrets, but he has a lot of regrets.

I have no regrets about my choice and regret that I didn’t invite gods and Buddhas.

The last trace of emptiness will dissipate, and life will pass away.

At this moment, Su Yan fell from the sky and came to this person.

Su Yan casually waved his hand, and all the snow on the man's body flew away, revealing his true face.

A warm spiritual energy poured into this person's body, nourishing his dying life.

A few minutes later, he opened his eyes, already resigned to his fate, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He saw a young man standing in front of him and looking at him very calmly.

He was in tears. He never thought that he could survive. God help him.

"Are you a god or a Buddha?"

Only when his face was revealed could he see the person clearly. He was a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face, an old uncle.

Su Yan shook his head, he was not a god or a Buddha, he was just a passerby with good intentions.

Seeing Su Yan shaking his head, the middle-aged man looked disappointed, but he still showed gratitude.

"Thank you for saving me."

Very sincere and honest. Su Yan has not seen such a person or heard such words for a long time.

After spending so long with people with human faces and animal hearts, and fighting with ghosts for so long, Su Yan almost forgot about the ordinary and simple person he was originally.

Thinking of this, a sharp look appeared in Su Yan's eyes. Before leaving, he had to do something and get rid of all the troubles.

"Do you want to see gods and Buddhas?"

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, very sincerely, with a look of longing on his face.

"The enlightenment of gods and Buddhas is boundless, and the gods and Buddhas exert great power and can help us solve disasters."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man clasped his hands together and couldn't help praying. He was very upholding and respected the gods and Buddhas.

Su Yan's face remained calm, he glanced at the endless mountain peaks, and finally said, "I'll take you there."

"Really?!"

The middle-aged man's face was full of disbelief, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Su Yan didn't say a second sentence and directly led the middle-aged man into the sky at an extremely fast speed.

The middle-aged man was extremely excited. He looked at Su Yan and said, "You are also a very powerful person. You can also fly!"

Su Yan remained silent and took the middle-aged man directly to the land of Kunlun.

Kunlun has always been controlled by a Buddha sect. This is their sect's local area. Before Su Yan came to dominate, this Buddha sect was a famous sect and the overlord of one side.

Now that their spiritual energy has revived, they are even more at home. Their realms are growing rapidly, becoming extremely powerful, and are respected by people around them.

When he arrived at the entrance of the sect, the middle-aged man knocked on the door, and a small Buddha came out.

"What's the matter?"

Little Buddha still asked politely.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "Little donor, can you let me see the gods and Buddhas?"

The little Buddha shook his head and said, "No, the gods and Buddhas are very busy."

Divine Buddha is the title of the leader of the sect here. It is a good name given to him by outsiders. Over time, he himself also regarded himself as a divine Buddha.

The middle-aged man didn't want to give up, so he took out something from his arms, carefully handed it to the little Buddha, and said with a smile: "Please be accommodating, little benefactor, we are waiting for help there."

The little Buddha did not accept the middle-aged man's things and sighed: "Donor, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that the gods and Buddhas are really busy. There are too many people coming here these days, from all over the world.

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The middle-aged man looked shocked and asked hurriedly: "Is it all because of the invasion of monsters?"

The little Buddha nodded. He could do this simply because he was also a person around this place and sympathized with these visitors.

At this moment, a bald man came over and took something from the middle-aged man's hand with a smile on his face.

"Junior brother, how can you not refuse the sesame oil money donated by the benefactor?"

Little Buddha frowned and said, "But."

"Don't say anything to me, or else I'll be careful, Master, punish me."

The little Buddha did not dare to speak and could only stand aside, feeling very sympathetic to the middle-aged man.

The bald man looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Just wait here, I will inform you."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and kept bending down to respect the bald man.

When the bald man left, the little Buddha sighed even more, but did not dare to say anything more.

Su Yan naturally knew everything at this moment. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "You have been fooled."

The middle-aged man was stunned, then shook his head and said: "Buddha will not lie to others."

Su Yan smiled and said nothing more.

This person is so stupid that he won't believe anything he says, because in this person's heart the Buddha is a god-like existence.