The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

late at night.

Su Hongli soon learned about the current Zhou Emperor's attitude towards this matter.

Although Emperor Zhou still asked the Su family to resolve the matter as he did last time, Su Hongli frowned slightly.

The old man in Taoist robes also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and said: "Your Majesty stood by and stood by, seemingly respecting fellow Taoists, but his attitude seemed a bit cold."

Su Hongli was silent for a moment and said: "This is the conflict between monks and secular authority. In my eyes, secular authority is like passing smoke and is no longer worth coveting. But in His Majesty's eyes, he still regards me as his minister."

"In the past ten years, I have lived in a low-key life, disobeying orders and paying no attention to worldly affairs. I have repeatedly rejected His Majesty's idea of ​​me becoming an official. Naturally, this has disappointed him. This is the crux of the matter."

As he spoke, there was a strange look in his eyes, and he said: "Of course, I know very well that Your Majesty has always been curious about what great fortune I, Su Hongli, got from the 'Anluo Demonic Mountain' when I was young."

"Now, His Majesty is only one step away from embarking on the road to Yuandao, but this step has kept him trapped for three years, and he has not been able to achieve his wish so far."

Hearing this, the face of the old man in Taoist robes changed slightly, and he said: "Could it be said that Your Majesty wants the good fortune that fellow Taoist got from the Anluo Demon Mountain?"

Su Hongli said calmly: "Our Majesty's thoughts are not easy to guess. If you think he is coveting my good fortune, you are thinking too simply."

The old man in Taoist robes nodded and said: "I'm not worried about anything. Although this Cangqing Continent is a secular world, in the final analysis, what can really make people stand on the top of the world is the power mastered by Taoists, not Secular imperial power.”

Su Hongli laughed and said, "Brother Taoist, what if you have secular imperial power and also possess the power of cultivation to intimidate all living beings?"

The old man in Taoist robe was silent.

…

That night.

The "Shifang Pavilion", which is famous for its mystery in the world, announced the news of the battle at the Governor's Mansion of Gunzhou, which woke up countless forces in the Great Zhou Dynasty from their sleep and caused huge waves.

It was also this night that the name Su Yi became completely famous in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Just like a comet piercing the night sky, its light is blazing and attracts countless attention.

The past events of Su Yi's life were also unearthed and sorted out by Shifang Pavilion and published to the public, causing thousands of waves to rise with one stone.

"Su Hongli's son is actually hostile to the Su family? What's going on?"

Someone was shocked.

"A seventeen-year-old young grandmaster is already extremely dazzling. Who dares to imagine that such a young grandmaster has the ability to destroy the innate martial sect? It's simply

What a monster! "

Some people were trembling and in disbelief.

"The King of White Eyebrows, the King of Fire Dome, the Marquis of Huaiyang, the Marquis of Yushan, the Marquis of Tianyong... all these powerful figures in the world were actually killed by Su Yi?"

"Oh my God, was this Su Yi responsible for the murder at the tea party in Xishan, Gunzhou?"

"A few months ago, Su Yi was a loser who had lost all his cultivation. He was the son-in-law of the Wen family in Guangling City. But now, he has suddenly become a terrifying character. This is incredible!"

"How can there be such a person in this world?"

... Various sounds of shock, astonishment, bewilderment, and disbelief continued to resound in different territories within the Great Zhou Dynasty in this inky night.

I don't know how many warriors were trembled by it.

I don't know how many forces were analyzing Su Yi's life story all night long.

It is foreseeable that as time goes by, the stories about the Gunzhou Xishan Massacre, the battle at the Governor's Mansion, and Su Yi's life will surely spread further and become known to the world.

Tianyun Mountain.

Living in Qingya, the night is dark.

"It turned out to be the boy who took away my three Pure Yang Fire Peaches..."

Ge Changling held a feather fan in his hand and sat in front of an alchemy furnace, his eyes slightly strange.

The "Sea-Swallowing King" of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who became famous thirty years ago, looks like a thin old man with an immortal spirit, with gray beard and hair, and eyes as pure as a baby's.

He has been ignoring worldly affairs for a long time and has been idle for many years, concentrating on the art of alchemy.

But tonight, I was alarmed by the news that just came from Shifang Pavilion.

When he learned about Su Yi's past deeds, Ge Changling couldn't help but think of a piece of news that his disciple Ge Qian brought back from Guimu Ridge nearly two months ago.

There once was a young man named Su Yi who left a message in front of the fire peach tree: "Su Yi took away three fire peaches on the night of the fourth day of the second lunar month in the Great Zhou calendar."

"Sure enough, more and more abnormal things are happening in this world..."

Ge Changling murmured.

Thirty years ago, he had already ranked among the "Top Ten Innate Martial Sects". As of now, almost no one in the world knows how far his cultivation level has reached.

"Is it true that as what was said on the stone tablet I saw in the 'Ivy Demonic Mountain', this world is destined to undergo unknown changes?"

Ge Changling fell into deep thought.

Many years ago, he went to "Ivy Demon Mountain", one of the eight demon mountains, to explore opportunities, and accidentally saw an incomplete stone tablet.

On the stone tablet, there is a passage inscribed in ancient cuneiform:

"The power under the seal will definitely break out."

"Everything that was once imprisoned will surely be

be broken. "

"The grandeur and bloodshed of the past will surely return."

"Before the fog is revealed, everything abnormal is an omen!"

I don’t know who left those lines of handwriting. Although they have been eroded by time and become blurred, they still exude a shocking power.

Since seeing these words, Ge Changling has always thought of them inadvertently over the years, lingering like a nightmare.

Until now, Ge Changling, who has experienced the ups and downs of the world for a long time and has gained insight into many unknown secrets in the world, has vaguely understood that this Cangqing Continent is far from being as simple as it seems.

Just in the depths of the Eight Demonic Mountains in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are many great horrors and great mysteries hidden!

The more he understood this, the more he realized that the writing on the stone tablet he saw was by no means some vague prophecy.

It's an inference based on certain facts!

"Before the fog is revealed, all abnormalities are omens..."

Ge Changling's expression became slightly serious, "This Su Yi... is undoubtedly an abnormal character... Could this be one of the omens?"

After a long time, Ge Changling shook his head.

These things were beyond his knowledge. Even if he had some speculations and doubts, he was not sure.

But after learning about Su Yi's deeds tonight, he realized more and more that the words on the stone tablet he saw might really come true one day!

Under the same night.

On the southwest border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in a city adjacent to one of the eight demon mountains, "Silver Flame Demon Mountain".

A girl with an ancient sword on her back and dressed in white clothes was sitting quietly on the deserted city wall, with the night above her head and the starry sky shining brightly.

"Could this Su Yi have been taken away by monks from another world? Or has he obtained the mysterious power contained in a seal somewhere?"

The girl in white clothes took out the wine gourd and took a sip. A hint of thoughtfulness appeared between her soft and peaceful brows.

After a while, she put away the wine gourd and stood up from the city wall.

The graceful and cold figure casts a trace of dreamy haze under the starlight, just like a fairy from Guanghan.

The ancient sword behind it adds a bit of a chilling aura to it.

"When I come back from Silver Flame Demonic Mountain, I will go see this person."

The girl in white made a decision, and her figure flashed, disappearing into the vast night like a misty stream of light.

The girl's name is Yue Shichan.

She also has a more resounding title: King Yuliu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

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ps: This chapter is a little short, and a 4,000-word chapter will be published at 6pm.