The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

With this blow, Su Yi had already used the power of his soul to use the "Other Transformation Sutra" as the origin to use the technique of imprisoning his soul.

Caught off guard, the power of the soul that seized Chen Zheng's body was suddenly impacted.

"Damn it!"

Chen Zheng's sea of ​​knowledge rang out with a shout of fright and anger.

He saw that the power of a squirming soul was imprisoned, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all.

"Aren't you afraid that this king will destroy this person's soul?"

That roar of divine soul power.

"Duh!"

Su Yi ignored it at all and kept doing nothing. He used the secret technique of the soul to restrain and seal the power of the soul.

Immediately, the spiritual soul of the monk from another world was completely suppressed and lost all resistance.

Su Yi let out a breath, a look of fatigue appearing on his brows.

With his current level of cultivation, it is obviously a bit difficult to use the divine soul method to imprison a divine soul clone whose strength is at least that of a spiritual monk.

But fortunately, it finally succeeded.

"This time, Chen Zheng got an advantage, which is a blessing in disguise..."

Su Yi secretly said.

It turned out that Chen Zheng was almost taken away from his body and was in danger.

But now, with the outsider's soul power being imprisoned, as long as Chen Zheng recovers, he can use the secret treasure to refine the outsider's soul power.

By then, his soul will not only become stronger, but he will also be able to obtain part of the memory and training experience belonging to this outsider!

For Chen Zheng, this is naturally a great blessing.

Of course, Su Yi didn't mind teaching Chen Zheng a secret method of refining the power of the soul to facilitate this matter.

No matter what, he still recognized Wu Linghou's character.

While thinking about it, Su Yi placed Chen Zheng's body on the ground and looked back at the thousand-foot bloody vortex suspended under the sky.

"Fellow Taoist, is Wu Linghou okay?"

Ning Sihua and Mu Xi stepped forward.

"It's okay, you'll wake up soon."

Su Yi said casually.

"Where's that guy just now? Has he been killed?"

Mu Xi couldn't help but ask.

Su Yi said: "Although he is not dead, he is not far away from death."

Mu Xi couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air and said in confusion: "A strong man who came across the world's barrier suffered like this?"

Thinking about the conversation between Su Yi and the monk from another world just now, and the methods Su Yi showed, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

In the battle of greatness, success will not be determined by overnight achievements.

But when Mu Xi realized that there was a huge difference between herself and Su Yi, her heart was inevitably filled with sadness and depression.

"I originally thought that I was a proud man with great luck, a unique talent in the world, but now it seems that my vision is still too narrow after all. There are many unknown and unique existences in this world. Such as...this guy..."

Mu Xi sighed in his heart, feeling sad.

If you are not afraid of comparing goods, you are afraid of not knowing the goods.

If you are not afraid of comparing yourself to others, you are afraid of not knowing them.

For Mu Xi, the youngest Wang with a foreign surname in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the encounter with Su Yi in the Blood Tea Demonic Mountain was like experiencing a spiritual storm again and again, and his whole cognition was subverted again and again.

At this moment, no matter how reluctant he was, he had to admit that although he was a prince, possessed the fourth-level peak cultivation level of a grandmaster, and was blessed with great luck, when compared with Su Yi, a young man in the Qi Gathering Realm, he suddenly looked inferior. Darken.

Seeing Mu Xi fall into silence, her expression uncertain, Ning Sihua couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy in her heart.

Sleep.

She understood Mu Xi's complicated mood very well.

Because after meeting Su Yi, her perception was impacted and changed again and again.

She couldn't imagine what kind of person Su Yi was and how many unknown secrets he hid.

She also couldn't understand how such a young man could be willing to mingle with the world.

Until now, Ning Sihua even felt a little surprised.

It seems...anything that subverts imagination in this world happens to Su Yi, and it will become natural and natural...

at the same time.

boom!

It was like a thunder resounding in the endless darkness, awakening Chen Zheng's own consciousness.

At this moment, he seemed to wake up from a big dream, feeling a familiar body and hearing the strong and rhythmic beating of his heart.

"Am I... not dead..."

Chen Zheng quietly opened his eyes, his expression was filled with confusion.

Ning Sihua couldn't help but laugh and said: "Wu Linghou Anxin, thanks to Fellow Daoist Su's intervention this time, I helped you resolve a life-and-death disaster."

Chen Zheng was stunned, suddenly sat up from the ground, pinched his cheek, and then grinned with relief, "It turns out, I am really still alive..."

Mu Xi was also amused by his behavior and said with a smile: "If you died, wouldn't the us we see now be lonely ghosts?"

Chen Zheng stood up and clasped his fists solemnly: "I've seen King Zhenyue, I've seen..."

He was speechless for a moment because he didn't recognize Ning Sihua.

"This is Ning Sihua, the master of Tianyuan Academy."

At this time, Su Yi turned around and said casually, "How do you feel?"

Chen Zheng felt it silently, then his pupils shrank and he said: "It seems... there seems to be something extra in my mind..."

"That is a trapped soul power. It was he who occupied your body before."

Su Yi briefly explained what happened just now.

Only then did Chen Zheng realize what a terrible thing he had experienced before, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He quickly raised his hands in greeting and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su! This life-saving grace will be deeply remembered by Chen and will never be forgotten!"

Su Yi waved his hand slightly and said: "There is no need to be so polite between you and me. When we return, I will teach you a secret method to refine the power of the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness."

After a pause, he looked back at the thousand-foot bloody vortex under the sky and said:

"Palace Master Ning, you and King Zhenyue will leave here with Marquis Wu Ling. It can take as little as one day or as long as three days before I return."

Although Ning Sihua was confused about what Su Yi wanted to do, she still resisted asking and nodded, then she and Mu Xi took Chen Zheng towards the exit.

Soon, Su Yi was the only one left in this huge dojo.

He was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and stepped suddenly.

Buzz!

An obscure power of the forbidden formation emerged and condensed into an auspicious cloud, holding his figure up out of the air and soaring upward.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived not far from the thousand-foot whirlpool under the sky.

Arriving here is like coming to the entrance of a huge abyss, making people feel insignificant.

As the thousand-foot-long vortex slowly rotates, the blood evil force it brings is like a torrent. While rotating, it produces a deafening roaring sound.

This is the space barrier, branded with the supreme power of space order!

"Without a worthy opponent, we can only resort to this masochistic approach..."

Su Yi sighed secretly.

He manipulated the auspicious clouds and moved closer to the blood evil force surrounding the huge whirlpool.

boom!

When he was just close to the edge of the swirling torrent of blood, a terrifying force of annihilation pressed forward. Su Yi's body shook, and his cultivation was running at full speed for the first time, so that he could withstand the impact of that force of annihilation.

Until he got used to this annihilating power, Su Yi took a deep breath and moved forward again.

At this moment, he was like a ship that was suddenly caught in the bloody whirlpool, swaying, almost in danger of capsizing, and almost being swept away several times.

Boom!

Su Yi's black eyes are deep, and he has performed all his actions to the extreme. His body is like a lone pine rooted on the cliff, and he is slowly performing the pine and crane body-building technique.

The power of the rolling blood evil was like a violent sea wave, constantly impacting his thin and tall figure. Each impact was like a giant hammer hitting his body, stimulating his skin, muscles, bones, qi, blood, and internal organs to tremble.

The painful taste was like being cut hard by a blunt and thick sword, which made Su Yi frown and groan.

It's really no different than being abused.

But there is no other way. In order to temper one's cultivation into Dao Gang as soon as possible, this cruelest training method is undoubtedly the most effective.

Moreover, if you are in front of a huge bloody whirlpool, if you are not careful, you may encounter a disaster. This is no different from fighting between life and death.

Half an hour later.

Su Yi evacuated without hesitation, turned back to the ground, took out a handful of pills and began to meditate.

At this moment, his face was pale, the skin all over his body was stinging like tearing, his hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably, all his true energy was exhausted, and his whole body fell into an extremely weak state.

"Fortunately, I let those guys leave in advance. If they see this scene, my reputation in this life will be destroyed..."

The corners of Su Yi's lips twitched.

He took a deep breath and meditated with all his strength.

A full three hours later.

He quietly opened his eyes, stood up, soared into the air again, came into the bloody torrent brought by the huge whirlpool, and performed the Songhe Bodybuilding Technique over and over again.

Like a calm and ruthless masochist, he trained himself to the best of his ability in life and death.

There is never a one-and-done way to practice Taoism.

If you want to be invincible in the same situation and follow the path of ancient and modern times alone, you should bear the hardship that others cannot bear!

For Su Yi, although he was extremely lazy at ordinary times, he never relaxed at all in his cultivation.

On the contrary, his demands on himself have been harsh and self-disciplined to the point of perversion.

It is precisely because of this great perseverance and courage that he was able to dominate Dahuang Jiuzhou in his previous life and suppress the heavens with his sword.

It was precisely in order to pursue a higher sword career that he was not greedy for the position, glory and status he had in his previous life, and decided to reincarnate and rebuild!

Ultimately, this is a matter of character.

When you stick to the path of swordsmanship, anything other than cultivation becomes worthless.

Two days later.

Su Yi staggered to the ground, his face pale, his whole body soaked in cold sweat, and his skin was trembling like chaff, as if he was out of strength.

He gasped for breath, but a hint of joy could not be suppressed in his brows, and at the end, the corners of his lips could not help but curl up slightly.

A pair of deep eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky.

"It's done!"

A sigh of satisfaction came from Su Yi's lips.

After more than a month, his cultivation has been tempered to the point of perfecting the Qi Gathering Realm.

All his cultivation has been tempered into the extremely pure and pure Dao Gang!