The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

In a dark world.

The tailor is making tea.

"Calculating the time, the battle at Zixiaotai should have ended."

The tailor suddenly let out a long sigh, "It's a pity that the death of the master has only made me feel a little lonely. After all, after fighting with him for so many years, it is really sad to think that I will never see him again from now on."

On one side, an old slave whispered: "My Lord, if you want to visit the Lord in the future, you can go to his grave to pay your respects."

The tailor was startled and couldn't help but ask: "Is the coffin prepared for the visitor ready?"

The old slave said quickly: "Everything has been prepared. In addition to the coffin, there are also tombstones, candles, paper money, and sacrifices. I just sent the master to help him find a geomantic treasure place, build a tomb, and erect a monument."

"I think the long-destroyed Linlang Secret Realm is suitable. After all, it is the hometown of the temple master, and the fallen leaves return to their roots."

whispered the tailor.

The old slave said with emotion: "If I had known the master under the spring, I would definitely be grateful for the master's heart."

The tailor laughed and said, "It's getting cold. Then I'll go and help him cover it with more soil."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of scalding and fragrant hot tea, raised it to his lips, and was about to drink it.

A panicked voice sounded: "Lord, it's not good!"

A retinue came in a hurry.

The tailor's eyelids twitched and he said: "What's wrong? Could it be that those old guys from the ancient orthodoxy are fighting over the secret of reincarnation?"

"No...no."

The attendant said tremblingly, "Yes... the master of the temple won!"

Snapped!

The tailor's fingertips trembled, and the teacup he raised to his mouth fell to the ground and shattered.

The scalding tea was spilled all over him, and as if he was unconscious, his expression flickered on and off, as if his soul had left his body.

The old slave was shocked and angry, and said sternly: "What's going on? Please tell me in detail!"

The subordinates did not dare to neglect and came one by one.

In the oppressive and dead atmosphere, only the trembling voice of the subordinates continued to sound.

After hearing this, the old slave was completely dumbfounded as if he had been struck by lightning.

Before, he was joking with his master about the events after the master's death, and planned to build a tomb and erect a monument for him and burn paper to pay his respects.

But in the blink of an eye, bad news came. In the battle at Zixiaotai, the temple owner actually won a complete victory!

This slap in the face is too fast!

The tailor remained silent.

Not a word was spoken.

But everyone can see that this giant who has been walking behind the dark curtain has completely lost his temper!

His expression was bright and dim, and the veins on his forehead were looming, as if he was trying his best to control his inner emotions.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed at himself and sighed: "I can't even kill that guy, it really makes me feel uncomfortable!"

By the end of the sentence, his voice was filled with unconcealable hatred.

Taking a deep breath, the old slave said firmly: "My lord, please calm down. After this battle, the master of the temple may be in the limelight, but it also means that he has completely offended those big forces, and he will definitely be liquidated in the future!"

"Liquidation?"

The tailor shook his head and said, "I failed to kill the viewer this time. It will not be easy to kill him in the future."

As he spoke, he stood up, kicked over the stove that was cooking tea, and said in a low voice: "I have a hunch that the guy who is the master of the temple will definitely settle the accounts with me first!"

The old slave's heart thumped and he said: "Your Majesty, we have been hiding in the dark in the past years. Even if the Master wants to take revenge, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find our traces."

Having said that, it seems a bit lacking in confidence.

The tailor was silent for a moment and said: "From now on, cut off all contact with the outside world! Some insignificant chess pieces will be lost if they are lost."

"yes!"

The old slave solemnly accepted the order.

"Before dawn tomorrow, take back all the power distributed in this world, and come with me to the 'Hidden Land of the Gods'!"

The tailor said, exhaling a long breath, "As long as I can escape these six months, when those ancient Juxia Realm antiques in the ancient Taoist tradition can walk around the world, I will come back to fight with his master!"

After saying that, his eyes were full of fierce anger.

…

Feixian restricted area.

On that beautiful island shrouded in fairy mist.

"He... actually won..."

Mo Qingchou, who was disguised as a man, couldn't help but be stunned.

She had learned about the battle at Zixiaotai from Li Zhong, and how Su Yi had killed Yan Daolin and four others with one man and one sword.

I also learned the details of how the hundreds of fledged monks were completely annihilated.

All this made her feel like she was dreaming.

He is just the King of Dongyu Realm, but he really has such heaven-defying combat power?

"If Fairy Hongyun hadn't intervened, I would have had the opportunity to sell Su Yi a favor. Unfortunately, Master Hongyun came."

Li Zhong sighed.

"So, Su Yi has now fallen into Hongyun's hands?"

Mo Qingchou frowned, as if he felt in trouble.

"That's how it should be."

Li Zhong nodded.

No matter how powerful Fairy Hongyun is, no matter how mysterious her origins are, she is still the body of a deceased soul, and she needs the power of reincarnation to break the curse on her body.

"This is not going to be easy..."

Mo Qingchou stretched out his slender white fingertips and gently rubbed his eyebrows.

Taking this opportunity, Li Zhong asked: "Miss, I dare to ask, what is the origin of this Fairy Hongyun?"

"She..."

Mo Qingchou's starry eyes flashed, as if he was reminiscing about something, "A long time ago, I heard some clan elders talk about it, saying that behind Fairy Hongyun, there stood an extremely transcendent mysterious force, which was far from the ordinary meaning in the fairy world. comparable to the great power."

"However, long before the ancient times of the human world, a catastrophe that swept the world had erupted in the immortal world. The higher you stand, the greater the blow you will suffer."

"This also means that the power behind Hongyun has most likely collapsed long ago. Otherwise, why did she come to the human world to avoid trouble in the first place?"

"How could he become a dead soul in the catastrophe of the end of the world?"

"No matter how glorious and dazzling her identity and origins are, they are all in the past. In today's world, she, like us, is just a dead soul floating and struggling in the world."

As he spoke, Mo Qingchou seemed to be worried about Li Zhong's misunderstanding and said, "No matter how depressed she is now, we can never underestimate her, let alone the descendants of immortals like Fu Dongli."

Li Zhong felt awe-struck in his heart, nodded solemnly and said, "I understand."

Suddenly, a fairy bird with snow-white feathers flew from the distance.

Fairy Bird came to Mo Qingchou and said respectfully: "Miss, the deceased ancestor of Xinglin has awakened consciousness from the ancient land, but it is still unable to leave the ancient land, so I ask you to go and see it!"

Mo Qingchou suddenly showed a happy face, his brows were full of energy, and he said: "I'll go right now!"

Ancestor Xinglin!

This is one of her elders and a real immortal!

At the same time, Li Zhong's heart trembled. Will the real dead soul of the immortal awaken from the forbidden area of ​​Feixian?

This is definitely big news!

If word spreads, it will definitely cause a big earthquake!

"I'm just waking up to consciousness. I can't leave my clan's ancient land yet, and I'm not yet able to walk in the world."

Mo Qingchou glanced at Li Zhong and said, "Don't leak the news."

This is a reminder and a warning.

Li Zhong said solemnly: "I understand!"

…

All empty temples.

In the middle of winter, the cold wind is biting.

In the temple courtyard, beside a pond.

"Hahahahaha, it's so damn happy!"

A burst of laughter resounded, making the ancient trees rustle and the roof tiles tremble.

Monk Kongzhao was laughing wildly, his eyebrows dancing with joy.

Su Yi lay down in the wicker chair and said, "As for it?"

Monk Kongzhao slapped his thigh and said angrily: "I'm happy for you, don't you think so?"

On one side, Qingshi Sword Immortal and Jiakong Sword Monk also showed smiles, but they couldn't calm down inside.

Just now, after Su Yi returned, he briefly told the battle at Zixiaotai.

The words seemed plain, but they made Qingshi Sword Immortal and Jiukong Sword Monk feel thrilling.

Only they know best that none of the dead souls who survived the Dharma Ending Age are ordinary characters.

And Su Yi can now easily kill the dead souls of the Hedao Realm. Such strength is far beyond their prediction at the time!

Especially when they learned that more than a dozen old guys headed by Fu Dongli had teamed up to besiege Su Yi, neither Qingshi Sword Immortal nor Jie Kong Sword Monk could calm down.

From Su Yi's description, they could immediately guess the identities of the more than ten old guys. Almost all of them were powerful in the Juxia Realm!

Either he is the leader of a great sect, or he is the pillar of an ancient sect. If you pick one at random, in the ancient times, he would have been an emerging true king who shocked the world!

But under such a siege, they were unable to do anything to Su Yi in a short period of time. How could Qingshi Sword Immortal and Jian Kong Sword Monk not be shocked?

"I have also heard about Fairy Hongyun mentioned by fellow Taoists. In the ancient times, she was the most mysterious among the descendants of fairies. She had an aloof status and never cared about worldly affairs."

Qingshi Sword Immortal calmed down and said, "But no one dares to underestimate her existence."

Sword Monk Jiukong also nodded and said: "It is indeed a rare good thing that Fellow Daoist Su can form a good relationship with Fairy Hongyun."

Monk Kongzhao couldn't help but asked: "Is that Fairy Hongyun pretty? Has she ever been married? If you are right, you can definitely marry her back and become a Taoist couple. Think about it, you were a bachelor all your life in your last life. If you can be with the Taoist couple in this life, The marriage of fairies in the fairy world is simply a legend in the world, enough to make men all over the world jealous!"

As he said this, he couldn't help but look forward to it and longed for it.

Everyone: "..."

Snapped!

Jiukong Swordsman couldn't help but slap Kongzhao on the head, "I'm asking for a slap!"

Monk Kongzhao ran away with his head in his arms.

"You two, I'm going back to the room first."

Su Yi stood up from the wicker chair with a smile and walked away.

"It is certain that in addition to reincarnation, Fellow Daoist Su has another more mysterious trump card."

Qingshi Sword Immortal whispers.

The sword monk Jiukong nodded in agreement.

inside the room.

Su Yi immediately sat cross-legged, discarding distracting thoughts, and returned his consciousness to the sea of ​​consciousness, turning into the will and the Dharma.

"Fellow Taoist, you are finally here."

On one side of the Nine Hell Sword, "Shen Mu", transformed from the Taoist deeds of his previous life, came forward with a smile.

His clothes are better than snow, his appearance is handsome, his character is unparalleled.

Su Yi looked at Shen Mu and said, "The matter between you and me really needs to be resolved properly!"