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  At once, Lie Teng's body rapidly rushed down the mountain, the steep mountain road was like flat land, the speed was as fast as lightning, only seeing Lie Teng's shadow, hearing the sound of the wind whistling.

  Half a moment later, Lie Teng's body stopped, looking down at an old man not far away, carrying a bamboo basket, hobbling along the mountain road, humming a tune, with a very gentle expression. Suddenly, the old man stopped, raised his head, and his turbid eyes stayed on Lie Teng's body, his face suddenly changed greatly, his body almost collapsed, stumbling and turning to run down the mountain, shouting: "Ghost!! There is a ghost!!"

  Long Teng's face suddenly stopped, his mouth cornered in a bitter smile, the internal force circulating inside him, chasing after the old man. His body was agile and quickly caught up with the old man. With a jump, he landed in front of the old man, seeing the old man's frightened pale face. Long Teng hastily cupped his hands and said: "Old sir, I am not a ghost or monster, just passing by this place."

  The old man's face turned pale, his breathing was extremely heavy. Upon hearing Lie Teng's words, the terrified look in his eyes slightly subsided. His right hand, covered with thick calluses, pointed at Lie Teng and said: "...Really not a ghost?"

  Lie Teng shook his head and smiled: "I am a young man of the Wind Capital, so I came up early to enjoy the beautiful scenery. If I frightened you, sir, please forgive me."

  The old man let out a heavy sigh of relief, looking at Lie Teng and said: "Almost scared the soul out of me, what brings you to find me?" The old man's pale face gradually regained some color, his eyes fixed on Lie Teng with a puzzled expression.

  "Old man, I heard a poem being recited earlier, is this it?" Lie Teng said, and then he recited the poem again.

  After hearing this, the old man's expression recovered and he said: "Is it the Great Way Song? It was sung by me." After finishing speaking, the old man looked at Lie Teng with doubt.

  Lieteng's heart was delighted, and he hastily asked: "I wonder where the old man heard this song from?"

  The old man looked at Lie Teng hesitantly, his face filled with hesitation. Lie Teng saw the old man's expression and quickly pulled out a thumb-sized piece of gold from his sleeve, handing it to him: "Old sir, if you can tell me, this piece of gold will be yours."

  The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the gold, took it over and bit it hard at the corner of his mouth. He was excited and muttered to himself: "It's really gold! I'm not dreaming, am I?" His previous fear disappeared instantly. He hastily put the gold into his sleeve and looked at Lie Teng: "This great Taoist song has been passed down from my ancestors." Seeing Lie Teng's puzzled expression, the old man thought to himself: "The gold is already in my hands, if I don't say something satisfying, he'll want it back!" The old man's body shook and he said: "It's said that this great Taoist song has been passed down for many years, and according to legend, it was heard by my ancestors. Moreover, as my ancestors said, this song is not ordinary!" The old man spoke mysteriously, his eyes fixed on Lie Teng, thinking to himself: "For five taels of gold, I, Li Lao Tou, will do anything."

  Lieteng's face suddenly appeared a hint of excitement, and he hastily asked: "What's so unusual?"

  "Legend has it that this song was heard by our ancestor when he went up the mountain to pick herbs, and he also saw an old man with a head full of white hair flying in mid-air, singing while flying, and the old man emitted a faint glow, like a shooting star in the dark night, just like an immortal. From then on, our ancestor remembered this song, which has been passed down to me, Old Chui." Old Chui's eyes were gleaming with excitement, as if he had seen the white-haired old man flying in mid-air.

  Lieteng's whole body shook violently, as if struck by a thunderbolt from the sky. He stood frozen in place, his eyes wildly fluctuating and his face convulsing with agitation.

  The old man saw Lie Teng's expression and his heart shrank, secretly thinking: "Can I leave now?" Lie Teng stood there without speaking, the old man saw him and trembled with fear, hastily running down the mountain. As he ran, he didn't forget to look back, and when he finally reached the foot of the mountain, he let out a sigh of relief as he saw the village. He patted the gold in his sleeve, feeling relieved, then took it out again to examine it carefully, biting it before putting it back in his sleeve. His face was flushed with excitement, and he muttered to himself: "I never thought I, Li Lao Tou, would have a day like today! With this piece of gold, the widow Liu from the neighboring village will definitely agree to marry me... Ha! Who needs the widow Liu? I'll just go buy a young and pretty girl to warm my bed!" The old man hummed a tune as he entered the village.

  At the time when Old Man Li returned to the village with great excitement, Lie Teng was still standing in place, his eyes gleaming with a hint of confusion, muttering to himself: "Treading on air!! Even if one reaches the pinnacle of martial arts, it's impossible to tread on air. Yet, the pinnacle of martial arts can only reach the pinnacle of innate abilities... Could it be that the pinnacle of innate abilities is not the pinnacle of martial arts? Could it be that there are truly immortals in this world? And could it be that eternal life and deathlessness are not impossible? But why have I never heard of such a thing?" As he thought about this, Lie Teng's chest filled with excitement, and he rapidly rushed towards the Wind Capital.

  Racing wildly, Lieteng returned to the elegant pavilion deep in the imperial city within less than half an hour.

  At this time, Lie Teng Pan sat on the top of the attic house, with his legs crossed and eyes slightly closed, silently reciting the Great Tao Song in his heart, hoping to gain some insight from it. Lao Li's words undoubtedly gave the decadent Lie Teng a new lease on life, just like someone who was waiting for death suddenly being told that they had hope for eternal life.

  For a whole month, Lie Teng will spend all his time in the attic, except for eating, Lie Teng almost gets up at midnight to study the Great Tao Song, and he seems to be possessed by a demon. Of course, this can be understood, after all, Lie Teng's martial arts have reached the peak of Xiantian, and because of Lie Feng's death, he has seen through the fact that human life is only a few decades long. Now, knowing that someone can walk in the air, it is indeed the realm of immortals. Lie Teng has read countless books, but has never seen any books about immortals, so he grasps the Great Tao Song tightly, hoping to understand the way of longevity from it.

  In the imperial city, perhaps the most leisurely person is Liè Qín, the eldest prince of the Liè Fēng Empire, who will be marrying the fourth princess of the Yǔe Yuè Empire in a month's time. The royal wedding is extremely complicated, and the entire imperial city is bustling with activity. Even Liè Fēng Huángdì, the emperor of the Liè Fēng Empire, is busy dealing with memorials and monitoring the movements of neighboring enemy states.

  In a certain magnificent mansion within the Imperial City, this mansion was the residence of Second Prince Lie Yun Tian. Because Lie Yun Tian was intelligent and resourceful, he often helped Emperor Lie Zuo Feng come up with strategies. For convenience, Lie Zuo Feng arranged for Lie Yun Tian to live in the Imperial City. Otherwise, like Lie Kuang Long and Lie Ming Zuo, he would have had to move out of the Imperial City to live in Fengdu. However, due to his special status, Lie Teng was extremely pampered by Lie Zuo Feng, so Lie Zuo Feng did not force him too much. The vast Imperial City was at his disposal, and he could live wherever he wanted.

  In the backyard of this mansion, a handsome man in white clothes stood with a feather fan in his hand, looking up at the sky. The direction he was facing was south, which was also the direction of the Xuan Yue Empire. He muttered to himself: "Xuan Yue Empire? In that case, I, Lie Yun Tian, will never have the chance to become the Emperor of the Lie Feng Empire?" This person was none other than the Second Prince of the Lie Feng Empire, Lie Yun Tian.

  Behind the clouds stood an old man in a green robe, his face beardless and with a full head of white hair. His voice was slightly piercing as he said: "Second prince, this old slave thinks that in terms of talent and wit, the eldest prince cannot compare to him. His greatest advantage is being one year older."

  "With the emperor's vision, he probably saw that his brother was only a general and not a ruler of the country. Why did he want to make him marry Princess Lingyue? With the help of the Xuanle Empire's power, his brother's grasp on power would be strengthened." Lie Yun Tian's eyes narrowed as he muttered to himself after hearing the old man's words.

  The old man fell into deep thought and didn't say anything. Although his status was highly valued by Lie Yun Tian, it didn't mean he could comment on Lie Feng Huang in front of him.

  "By the way, what's been going on with Sixth Brother lately?" Lie Yun Tian suddenly turned his head and asked the old man.

  "Rubbish...? The Sixth Prince is still the same, every time he hears that the beautiful Fairy Maiden will be performing at the Mei Xian Building, he won't miss it." The old man's mouth curled up slightly, filled with disdain. In his eyes, the Sixth Prince was just a spoiled young master, but in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder why the Second Prince would ask about the Sixth Prince every now and then.

  Lietian Tian seemed to have seen through the old man's mind, his eyes coldly staring at the old man, his voice cold and stern: "Get out. If there is a next time, die!!"

  The old man's thoughts came to an abrupt halt, his face filled with shock as he stared at the one who was staring back at him, his face as cold as a stormy sky. His body shuddered and he hastily retreated into the backyard.

  "Trash, the sixth prince? Haha, if my younger brother is trash, what am I? What about our older brother? If my younger brother supports me and marries off to Princess Lingyue, I wouldn't have to worry! As long as the timing is ripe, I can ascend to the throne. If my younger brother wants to become the Emperor of the Lie Feng Empire, this throne belongs to him..." The sixth prince said with a miserable smile, his fists clenched tightly, veins bulging, and his eyes filled with complex emotions - sorrow, regret, and more so, helplessness.

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