The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Staring at the name "Li Nandu" engraved on the stone tablet, Su Yi took his eyes back for a long time.

It was getting late and night was falling.

But Su Yi didn't delay, he decided to start going to the twelfth floor of Qingya now.

Meng Xigguan watched Su Yi's figure walking up the mountain road leading to Qingya Peak, thought for a moment, then turned around and left.

…

Qingya Peak.

On the mountain road, Su Yi was walking alone.

In his mind, the scenes from his youth in his previous life couldn't stop reappearing.

All because his experiences in his youth were like an indelible mark on him as Wang Ye in his previous life.

And Li Nandu was Wang Ye's first guide on the road to spiritual practice!

Wang Ye has been practicing with Li Nandu since he was seven years old. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, he has already learned that Li Nandu came from Qingya Academy and once served as an elder of Qingya Academy.

Li Nandu's lifelong ambition was to "contribute to the world" and he was stationed at the Sixth Heaven Pass for 64,000 years. During this period, he suffered numerous injuries, killed countless enemies, and died on the line more often than not!

But Li Nandu never backed down. He was open-minded, perseverant, wise, and ambitious. His words and deeds had a profound impact on Wang Ye's temperament when he was a boy.

Until Wang Ye was twenty-seven years old, he was alone in the enemy's camp and fought bloody battles for thirty days. After experiencing many life and death dangers, he returned home with thousands of bloody heads.

But what greeted him was shocking news.

On the sixth day, Tianguan fell!

Li Nandu's head was hung high on the city wall.

His uncle Wang Xuanting was tortured and skinned, and was executed in Lingchi.

Those comrades who had fought alongside him were all reduced to withered bones on the ground.

The murderer is his biological father, a big shot in the foreign demon camp!

At that time, Wang Ye went crazy and collapsed!

That day, his father walked down from the highest point of the Sixth Heaven Pass City Wall, stared into his eyes, and cursed expressionlessly:

"Your mother is a bitch, and you are an unscrupulous scoundrel!"

His father also said: "This time, I will not kill you, I will let you see how the world you protect will treat you in the future!"

"If you can't survive anymore, go to me, kneel before me and repent, and I will give you a place to stand!"

After saying these words full of humiliation and disdain, the man led an army of foreign demons and left.

That day, Wang Ye knelt on the ground, facing the Sixth Heaven Pass, and shed two lines of blood and tears.

Even in the years to come, Wang Ye personally joined the demon clan in a foreign land, killed his father who had defiled his mother Wang Xuansu, and slaughtered the entire demon army of 100,000 people.

Even if Wang Ye reaches the top of the immortal path in the future, his sword will dominate the world.

But all this could no longer save Li Nandu's life.

Everything he experienced when he was young has naturally become regrets and pain that cannot be erased in Wang Ye's heart.

"Sir, today I came to Qingya Academy, which you have been proud of all your life. Now, I will take the place of my previous life and finish what I promised you in the beginning."

Su Yi murmured in his heart.

In his mind, a thin old man appeared in a daze. He smiled and said to Wang Ye, who was only sixteen years old, "Little guy, you are a student brought out by me, Li Nandu. If you have a chance in the future, you must come back to our Qingya." Take a walk around the academy and explore the twelfth floor of Qingya!"

As he said that, the old man patted Wang Ye on the shoulder and said, "Disciples don't have to be inferior to masters. I believe you can do it!"

At that time, Wang Ye solemnly agreed to this matter!

Unfortunately, before Wang Ye could fulfill his promise, Li Nandu was killed, and Wang Ye was regarded as a traitor by the entire fairy world, so he hid in the world and wandered around.

Until later, when Wang Ye really established his foothold in the fairy world, he was no longer qualified to enter the twelfth floor of Qingya.

While thinking about it, Su Yi had already arrived at the first pavilion.

In the pavilion, there is a piece of writing paper with a pen placed on it.

This first level is called "Wonderful Writing and Flowering", and it tests the cultivation of the Yujing Immortal.

The breaker needs to hold the writing brush on the official document and write a sentence on the wall of the hall based on his own cultivation. There is no limit to the content.

If "flowers bloom from the pen" can resonate with the three major Tao Forbidden Formations covering the wall, he can be called a unique hero and ranked second in class.

It resonates with the fourth to sixth major Dao Forbidden Formation, and can be called a rare genius, ranked first in the world.

It resonates with the seventh to ninth major Dao Forbidden Formations, and can be called a talent that shocked the past and the present, and is classified as a top quality.

In the years since ancient times, there have been countless strong men who have only broken through the first floor, but there are very few strong men who can be ranked first.

And a strong person who can be ranked among the best is rare in thousands of years!

It is worth mentioning that if you want to break through the twelfth floor of Qingya and let the bell ring twelve times, your performance on the first floor must reach the top level.

Su Yi is not very interested in passing the test results.

He took the writing brush directly, walked to the wall on the side of the hall, waved his hand and started writing.

Buzz!

As the pen tip fell, the wall suddenly glowed, blooming into a lifelike avenue flower. The petals bloomed in layers, magnificent, colorful, and sacred.

And as Su Yi wrote, one wonderful flower bloomed one after another, and the whole hall was illuminated with brilliance.

The blossoming wonderful flowers of the avenue represent a layer of forbidden formations of the avenue.

By the time Su Yi was halfway through writing, nine flowers had bloomed, reaching the top ranks of the best. This achievement alone was enough to be regarded as a talent that shocked the past and the present!

But it's not over yet.

The tenth, the eleventh, the twelfth...the wonderful flowers of the great avenue are born under the tip of Su Yi's pen.

Until Su Yi put away the brush in his hand.

The four walls of the main hall are covered with layers of eighteen wonderful flowers, which fit together and create an indescribable resonance.

One after another, waterfall-like light rain fell on Su Yi, infiltrating and condensing his cultivation.

In just a few blinks, all these visions disappeared.

And Su Yi's cultivation has actually improved a little!

Looking at the wall again, a line of golden writing is disappearing little by little.

That's a sentence——

"Disciples don't have to be inferior to their teachers, they should be better than their masters!"

This was not only Su Yi's inner thought, but also Li Nandu's expectation for Wang Ye during his lifetime.

Putting down the brush, Su Yi turned and left.

The entire hall on the first floor suddenly returned to its previous silence.

But in the darkness, an old voice full of shock sounded:

"The writing brings forth wonderful truths, and eighteen flowers bloom! What kind of devil must be to be able to do this?"

Immediately afterwards, another urgent voice with a hint of trembling sounded: "What is certain is that since the construction of the 12th floor of Qingya, no one has ever done this!"

“Unheard of, unseen!”

"Who is this boy? Why have I never seen him before? Do you want to check it out now?"

"Don't panic yet, let's see how far he can go."

"That's fine."

...The discussion in the dark soon fell silent.

However, those old people who were discussing had no idea that Su Yi had never fully used his cultivation in the previous tests.

Otherwise, the achievement of breaking through the barrier is destined to be more than just that.

…

In the pavilion on the second floor, there are nine ancient bronze tripods that are only about a foot tall.

This level is called "Strength to Carry the Cauldron", and it tests the physical strength of the person who enters the level.

Each of the ancient bronze tripods is an immortal weapon. It seems to be only about a foot tall, but the lightest one is comparable to the weight of a ten thousand-foot immortal mountain!

The heaviest ancient bronze cauldron is said to be made from the innate "Essence of Wutu", and even the Buddhist vajra warriors who have realized the Tao in the flesh can hardly move it.

Not to mention carrying it on your shoulders.

What the challenger has to do is to choose an ancient bronze cauldron and carry it with physical strength.

When Su Yi arrived, many eyes were watching secretly.

"Do you think he would choose the heaviest Ninth Cauldron?"

"I should give it a try. After all, in the past years, any enterprising person who had some courage would give it a try."

"Among the passers-by from ancient times to the present, I remember that only seventeen people in the Yujing realm have carried the Ninth Cauldron. Among those seventeen strong men, nine are demon cultivators, such as the descendants of Suanni and Zhu Yan. The descendants, the descendants of Kui Niu, are all powerful."

"The other eight are either vajra warriors from the Buddhist sect who have cultivated an indestructible golden body, or they are ruthless disciples from the demonic sect who have cultivated an immortal demon body."

"The young man in front of you is obviously a sword cultivator. When he was writing on the first floor, he moved the pen with the force of a sword unsheathed, and it was so wild and unrestrained. And you all know that the physique of a sword cultivator... is far inferior to those of monsters. Cultivation, Buddhist Cultivation and Demonic Cultivation.”

"In my opinion, he may be able to pass easily this time, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to lift the heaviest Ninth Cauldron."

"Yes, I think so too."

...The conversation suddenly stopped, because under those gazes, Su Yi chose the lightest ancient bronze tripod and casually carried it on his shoulders.

Before they could react, Su Yi picked up the second ancient bronze tripod and stacked it on the first ancient tripod on his shoulders.

Then, he picked up the third, fourth, and fifth ancient bronze tripods one after another, and carried them on his shoulders like picking up bricks and stones.

From beginning to end, it seemed extremely relaxed, just like picking a stick of corn in the field and carrying it on your shoulders without any difficulty.

That scene made those people in the dark eyes widen.

Some people have done this before, but never as easily as the young man in green robe.

"Could he be able to carry the sixth ancient cauldron in a row?"

Some people couldn't help but say.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yi picked up the sixth cauldron.

"this……"

Before people could react, Su Yi carried the seventh and eighth ancient tripods one after another.

At this point, everyone was stunned and their eyes were wide open.

Carrying eight ancient cauldrons in one breath, the terrifying physical strength made them almost suspect that they had seen a legendary humanoid dragon!

If one were to be seen by the Vajra Warriors of Buddhism who can move mountains and reclaim seas, they would probably bow their heads in shame!

"Under such circumstances, he... can he still carry the heaviest Ninth Cauldron together?"

Someone swallowed hard.

As soon as the words came out, he shook his head in denial.

How is this possible?