The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Before, Su Yi had been sizing up the sloppy old man who was telling fortunes.

When I heard Qingwei's message, I couldn't help but be startled.

Heavy Qi.

A true immortal in the virtual realm of the demonic realm wants to become a Taoist couple with Qingwei, who is at the level of the Immortal Lord. He is extremely daring.

Su Yi looked at this person for a moment and roughly understood.

This Chongqi has an extremely obscure and thick aura on his body. Not surprisingly, it should be the aura of Qilin's bloodline!

Qilin, an ancient and powerful innate mythical beast.

Qizhe, male.

Lin, female.

However, the bloodline power in this Chongqi was obviously impure, with a strange and mixed aura.

Undoubtedly, this person is not a pure-blood Kirin descendant, otherwise, his bloodline power would not be so mixed.

Su Yi made a judgment, "This guy wants to become a Taoist couple with Qingwei, I'm afraid it's not just a matter of lust!"

"There is no way for misfortunes and blessings, only people call it upon themselves. It's fine if you don't believe it. Why do you still slander me?"

Behind the fortune-telling stall, the sloppy old man sighed, looking very aggrieved.

"Slander? Do you believe that I will kill you, old liar, now?"

With his hair tied into a crown and a jade robe, Chong Qi flashed an evil look between his brows and suddenly raised his hand.

At this time, a thin middle-aged man next to him whispered: "Holy Son, Immortal Lord Qingwei is here."

Zhong Qi was startled and turned around to see a familiar figure standing in the distance.

Even though he was wearing a bamboo hat, his peerless grace still made Zhong Qi's eyes shine.

"You're lucky this time, you old liar!"

Chongqi snorted coldly, then turned and walked towards Qingwei.

A smile appeared on the handsome face, and he said: "Miss Qingwei, we meet again! Isn't this the fate that has been destined for a long time?"

He was dressed in a jade robe and had a tall figure. He was indeed handsome and outstanding.

But Qingwei's eyes hidden under the brim of her hat were full of disgust.

She said coldly: "Regardless of my cultivation or status, you should call me senior. Breaking the rules will only show that you don't understand etiquette."

Chong Qi was startled, and couldn't help laughing, and said: "From now on, we will be a family. We don't have to care about etiquette and rules!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Su Yi beside Qing Wei and said, "Who is this?"

Without waiting for Qingwei's answer, he smiled and said: "Let me guess, it must be the slave walking beside Miss Qingwei, right?"

Minion?

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and he could see at a glance that Chong Qi did it on purpose!

It doesn't matter who you are, just label yourself as a "slave" and humiliate you first.

From this we can also see how domineering and domineering this holy son of the All Souls Sect is.

Qingwei's pretty face sank, and just as she was about to say something, Su Yi waved her hand and said, "Let him go away, or he will be killed."

A light word, but it is like thunder from the ground!

Chong Qi seemed to be in disbelief, and the smile on his face disappeared, "What...did you just say?"

In the depths of his eyes, there was a bloodthirsty and demonic luster, which was breathtaking.

The atmosphere nearby suddenly became depressed and silent.

The strong men who gathered behind Zhong Qi all showed evil looks.

In the past, Qingwei might have chosen to forbear and give in out of concern for the Wanling Sect.

But now that Su Yi is here, she has nothing to fear.

"Didn't you hear clearly?"

A terrifying power quietly filled Qingwei's body, "Get out or die!"

Zhong Qi's breath was suffocated, and the pressure of the Immortal Lord that rushed toward his face made his whole body stiff, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Suddenly, next to Zhong Qi, the thin middle-aged man stood up and frowned: "Your Excellency Qingwei, are you going a little too far?"

Chongqi's face was gloomy and he stared at Qingwei coldly, as if waiting for an explanation.

Qingwei's charming eyes were full of murderous intent, and she said in an indifferent tone: "If you don't leave with this idiot-like thing within three fingertips, I will kill you too!"

Those words swept across like a cold wave, making the atmosphere tense!

"Qingwei you..."

Zhong Qi was furious and was about to say something, but was stopped by the lean middle-aged man. He had already seen that Qing Wei had a decisive attitude and really dared to kill people in this Black Dragon Market! !

"Your Excellency Qingwei, in three days, the Dharma Conference will be held, so take care of yourself!"

The lean middle-aged man put down these words and turned around with Zhong Qi and the others.

It quickly disappeared.

This turmoil also attracted the attention of many people in the nearby area. They were all extremely surprised. The majestic Holy Son of All Souls Sect was actually scared away!

The identities of Su Yi and Qing Wei suddenly aroused the curiosity of many people.

But no one dared to come forward to disturb him.

The Immortal Lord level aura on Qingwei's body has already shocked countless people.

On the contrary, Su Yi, who had no cultivation aura, became the most inconspicuous one.

"Are you worried?" Su Yi asked.

Qingwei whispered: "I'm not worried at all, I'm just a little ashamed."

"Ashamed?"

"Because of my status as a concubine, I have caused trouble for the young master."

Su Yi laughed dumbly.

What does this count for?

He walked directly towards the fortune-telling stall in the distance. As for the conflict that just happened, he had long forgotten about it.

Qingwei quickly followed.

…

"Although Immortal Qingwei rejected my pursuit many times before, she didn't dare to really break up with her, but today, she humiliated me in public! There must be a reason for this!"

Chong Qi's eyes were red and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"It's a bit abnormal indeed."

The lean middle-aged man mused, "Perhaps Immortal Qingwei has found a trump card that he can rely on."

Zhong Qi frowned and said: "Didn't it mean that Immortal King Liuyun of Xiao Ruyizhai has encountered an unavoidable disaster and has been in seclusion? Then doesn't Qingwei know the consequences of completely breaking up with us?"

The lean middle-aged man said warmly: "Holy Son, there is no need to worry about this. When the Dharma Conference is held in three days, I can guarantee that Immortal Qingwei will bow his head!"

Chong Qi sighed: "I'm not worried about her not bowing her head, but it was so embarrassing just now! Especially that bastard next to Qingwei, he should be cut into pieces!"

The lean middle-aged man smiled and said, "Then I'll be cut into pieces! However, I have to wait until the Dharma Conference is held."

Zhong Qi took a deep breath, his eyes flashed and said: "I can distinguish the important from the important."

…

In front of the fortune-telling stall.

There is a flag hanging with a couplet written on it:

Look at the sun and moon in the palm of your hand and calculate the blessings and misfortunes in the world.

Hold the universe in your sleeve and cut off all the good and bad omens in the world.

Su Yi looked at the flag with interest.

Behind the fortune-telling booth, the old man with a drunken nose, triangular eyes and a slovenly look was also looking at Su Yi and Qingwei.

When he saw Qingwei's graceful and proud figure, the old man let out a sigh, swallowed his saliva, and looked wretched.

Qingwei suddenly frowned. Why didn't Chongqi beat this old gangster-like guy to death earlier?

Fortunately, the sloppy old man quickly moved his eyes and landed on Su Yi. A pair of turbid triangular eyes suddenly straightened and stayed there.

The hands folded in the sleeves of the robe were trembling uncontrollably!

"The upper and lower couplets of this couplet must be added with one sentence each."

Su Yi said to himself, "At the end of the first line, I should add the sentence 'it depends on my mood', and at the end of the second line, I should add the line 'I have to add money'."

Qingwei tasted it briefly and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Behind the stall, the sloppy old man suddenly stood up and started to leave.

"stop."

Su Yi spoke.

Two words that are very bland and casual.

There is no threat whatsoever.

But the scruffy old man's scrawny figure froze, and the leg he just stepped out retracted.

He turned around with difficulty, with a wry smile on his face, and cupped his hands towards Su Yi and said: "Everyone on Black Dragon Street knows that the old man is an old liar who makes a living by fortune-telling. Please be kind and don't embarrass the old man. "

Su Yi's eyes were meaningful and he said: "You can fool other people, but you can't fool me. Just like the fortune you gave that guy just now, it's not ambiguous at all."

The slovenly old man looked uncertain for a while, and asked tentatively: "May I ask you, who is this sacred person?"

Su Yi said: "Do you really want to keep pretending?"

There are very few people in this immortal world who can recognize him, and the old bastard in front of him is one of them.

In fact, even Su Yi didn't expect to meet this old guy at the Black Dragon Market.

The sloppy old man smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm not just pretending to be confused, I just can't believe it."

Su Yi's eyes were subtle and he said: "I can't believe that you, an old guy with such a hard life, can survive until now and seems to be living well."

The sloppy old man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Well, my situation is not as good as before. After the catastrophe of the Immortal Meteor, now, I can barely survive in this world."

"Looking for a drink somewhere?"

Su Yi said.

The sloppy old man refused without hesitation and said: "My bad mouth has caused too many disasters and disasters in the past long years, and I have vowed not to involve this world anymore..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Yi grabbed his shoulders, carried him in front of him, and said with a smile: "You old bastard, you don't even believe in the oath of heaven. Let's go quickly."

Without any explanation, he took the sloppy old man and left.

Qingwei followed closely behind, feeling quite uneasy.

At this point, how could she not see that this old gangster-like guy was actually an expert hermit?

In a restaurant.

The sloppy old man faced a table full of delicious food, but he had no appetite at all. Instead, he sighed and frowned.

Su Yi was drinking alone and said with a smile: "Answer me some questions and I will let you go."

"Can you not answer?" The sloppy old man cautiously probed.

"cannot."

Su Yi raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, "Don't worry, I won't let you deduce the secrets of heaven or predict good or bad luck."

The sloppy old man seemed to be secretly relieved and grinned, "You should have told me earlier."

He began to eat and drink so much that his mouth was full of oil.

Su Yi rubbed the wine glass with his fingertips and said with deep eyes, "How did those enemies who joined forces with Xuexiaozi to attack me in the past find my retreat place?"

At the beginning, Wang Ye was attacked by a group of peerless enemies while he was in seclusion, which eventually triggered a "Battle of Eternal Night" that shocked the world.

But until Wang Ye was reincarnated, he was still confused and couldn't figure out how those powerful enemies found his retreat place.

puff!

The piece of meat that the sloppy old man had just stuffed into his mouth spat out and he coughed violently.

He said angrily: "Why do you all think that I know about this?"

Su Yi's eyes flashed with strange color, and he said in surprise: "Is there anyone else who came to you to inquire about this matter?"