First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 767: How many times will I meet you in this world
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The fifth day of the fifth lunar month, a day destined to be recorded in the history of the Cangqing Continent.
On this day, with the end of the battle in front of Linglong Ghost Domain Zhaixingshan Mountain, the news also flew to all parts of the world as if it had grown wings.
This also caused an uproar and shook the world.
The Demon Huan Clan.
After learning the news, the strong Huan clan who stayed in the clan were all struck by lightning, like mourning their concubine.
"Heaven will kill my Huan clan!"
An old man lets out a desperate hiss.
Originally, they had already organized a banquet early, prepared wine, and just waited for Huan Tiandu and others to triumph, and then they would celebrate.
I never thought that what was waiting was a bad news like a bolt from the blue!
For a time, the entire clan was distraught.
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Zhongkong Zen Temple.
A dense, screeching bell rang incessantly.
Every time it sounded, the monks turned pale.
Until the bell chimed twenty-one times, a suffocating atmosphere filled the Qingkong Temple.
Each monk was lost and looked bleak.
As soon as the bell rings, it means that a person in the sect has fallen.
Zhong Ming 21 times, which means that their sect went to Linglong Ghost Realm to kill Su Yi's powerhouse this time, and the entire army has been wiped out!
……
Tianji Daomen.
"The 30,000-year ban on the dark ancient times, I can't help but my Tianji Daomen, but now... it has been defeated by a young man!"
An old man lost his temper, in a state of madness, crying and shouting, "It's over, it's over..."
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Burning Yang Religion.
"You are all gone, take the treasures of the sect away, remember to act in the future, and don't pretend to be the successor of the Fenyang Sect, otherwise, you will inevitably lead to death."
An old man said with a blank expression, "From now on...there will be no Fenyang Sect in this world..."
Speaking of the end, the corners of the old man's lips trembled, and he couldn't help shedding tears after all.
As an old man who has been through the storm and is used to seeing the ups and downs of the world, he undoubtedly knows best that even if Su Yi doesn't do it, in the next time, countless hungry wolves are destined to come up and take them to Fen Yang Sect. Completely shredded and swallowed.
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With the news of the defeat, these ancient forces with the heritage of winning the world have fallen into chaos and turmoil one by one.
The same scene also happened in other world forces such as Tianxing Jianzhai, Tiandou Lingjiao, and Huaxing Yaozong.
"With Su Yi in this Cangqing Continent, there is no place for me to stand up!"
"Let's go, if you don't go, those who smell the blood and fall to the ground are coming..."
"What a shame!"
"Are we talking about a comeback, thinking we didn't fail badly enough and didn't die enough?"
After these three external forces fell into turmoil, they finally made the same choice.
Evacuate from Cangqing Continent!
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On the contrary, the three ancient forces of Yinsha Underworld, Yunyin Sword Mountain, and Dongguo Clan felt extremely happy after hearing such news.
Because they did not participate in the crusade against Su Yi due to various reasons, they escaped a cataclysmic catastrophe!
"Seeing him raise a tall building, seeing him feasting guests, seeing him...the building collapsed...the world is impermanent!"
The lord of the Yin Sha Nether Palace is even more emotional about this.
On this day, any place where monks gather in the world is also in turmoil.
What is discussed is the news of this most glorious battle in the world so far.
The most discussed name, only one.
Su Yi!
Some people call him Su Master, some call him Su Shixian, some praise his name, and some shock him...
To the monks in the world, Su Yi is a legend!
A living mythical figure.
An undefeated kendo man!
It's like the exiled immortals come up from the sky, how many times in the world to see each other.
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Big week.
It is late at night.
In the magnificent palace, the lights are bright.
A group of beautiful singers danced in thin veils, their graceful skin loomed in the shadow of the lights, and bursts of drum music were melodious and joyful.
Zhou Zhili sits alone on the dragon chair, but his interest is stagnant and lonely.
He is the emperor admired by the world, with great power and control over the world.
But he is the only one who knows best what "loneliness" means!
“Report—”
An old **** rushed into the hall like a gust of wind.
The cheerful drumming came to an abrupt end, and the dancing singers all stopped.
"What's the matter?"
Zhou Zhili frowned.
The old **** presented a secret letter from Daxia.
After watching, Zhou Zhili couldn't help being stunned.
For a long time, he slammed the dragon chair and laughed excitedly, "From now on, in this mighty world, my brother Su should be respected!"
He stood up tall, high-spirited, and laughed.
The old **** couldn't help but sigh, Your Majesty, he...but he hasn't been so happy for a long time.
"What do you do when you are stunned, I am very excited, don't teach me to sing and dance!"
Zhou Zhili said loudly, "Tonight, I want to have a good drink!"
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Seeing this, the old **** hurriedly urged: "Quick, then play music, then dance——!"
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Late night.
In a restaurant.
The lively discussions continued, and the diners were discussing the battle between Su Yi and the seven major forces.
Shen Li sat alone in the corner.
Listening to those remarks, Shen Li was also emotional.
"One person, one sword, destroying the seven great forces together to suppress the great world, this Su Yi...is really a fairy-like figure in the sky."
"However, such a legend is too far away from me after all."
Shen Li sighed.
He is only a small character on the road of cultivation, he has only just shown his prominence, and he cannot imagine how terrifying the power of existence like Su Yi.
After drinking the glass of wine silently, Shen Li got up and left.
No matter how powerful Su Yi is, it has nothing to do with a small person like him. For him, his own cultivation is more important.
"It would be nice if I could meet the senior who taught me the secret method back then, so that I can ask him some questions about my practice."
Walking on the street, Shen Lian's mind couldn't help but see a sturdy figure, dressed in a green robe, indifferently out of the dust.
He still remembers that the senior once patted his shoulder and told himself, "On this path of cultivation, where good and evil are indistinguishable, and black and white are unclear, what you have to do is to stick to your original heart after you recognize the reality."
It was also that senior who taught him the inheritance of the "Mysterious Fetus and All Demons".
Until now, Shen Li feels grateful every time he thinks of this time.
"In the eyes of the world, that Su Yi is an exiled immortal from heaven, but in my eyes, that senior is the real exiled immortal."
Shen Li murmured to himself, "Unfortunately, I just don't know who the senior's name is..."
It was not until many years later that Shen Li, who had grown into a giant, knew that the senior he was deeply grateful for was the exiled immortal in the eyes of the world.
It's the legend of the sword for 30,000 years!
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"Master, in front of you is the Caoxi Village of Fuxianling, where the Cao Ping brothers and sisters live. It is located at the west end of Caoxi Village."
"This village is not simple."
In the deep and empty night, two figures appeared outside Caoxi Village.
One is an old man in a black Taoist robe, and the other is a heroic young man in a white robe.
The old man's eyes flashed with splendor, and Caoxi Village in the middle of the night was shrouded in an invisible and peaceful atmosphere, which was as peaceful as a paradise.
"What the Master said is very true, since last year, this remote secular village has changed. No matter which villager, they all have longevity and prosperous fortune. Even this small village has never suffered from beasts again. Invasion."
The boy in white robe said, "Especially the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping and Cao An, who are like auspiciousness in the village, will always encounter some strange good things, so that up to now, the secular people in a radius of hundreds of miles , they both called them two lucky stars."
The old man nodded and said, "This is the fortune, let's go, let's go to the residence of that pair of brothers and sisters."
Speaking, he has already walked into Caoxi Village.
It was late at night, the people in the village had rested, and only a few households still had oil lamps on.
"Amazing! The terrain and mountains of this world have changed. It is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that gathers, but the illusory auspicious aura of the Great Dao."
Walking into the village, the old man keenly felt a different feeling.
The seemingly ordinary village has become like a paradise because of an auspicious atmosphere.
The old man couldn't help but be moved. What kind of existence did he take to change the feng shui of this small village and attract the power of auspiciousness from all directions?
"Master, the front is where the brothers and sisters live."
The boy in the white robe pointed into the distance.
It was a simple courtyard, scattered with three thatched cottages and a cowshed, with vegetable beds and chicken coops.
Such a place to live looks like a poor home.
But when the old man saw this courtyard, he quietly paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of shock could not be suppressed between his brows.
The auspicious aura of this place is like a dragon hiding in the abyss. It does not show the mountains and does not reveal the water. It is difficult for ordinary people, even the monks on the avenue, to perceive it.
"Master, I heard that from last year to the present, there are many people who have come to visit, but without exception, they all retreated quietly, and no one dared to destroy the tranquility of this village."
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The old man said: "Is it strange? It's not strange at all."
He looked at the lintel of the house in the middle of the courtyard, where there was a piece of red paper with four words written on it:
Peace is a blessing.
Four words that are commonly seen.
However, the handwriting is ancient and vigorous. When people look at it, they only feel calm and comfortable.
In the eyes of the old man, these four characters have a majestic and immeasurable general trend, filled with a mysterious and peaceful charm!
His state of mind could not help but tremble inexplicably. In a trance, it seemed that he was not facing a single word, but a vast world!
For a moment, the old man's expression changed, his eyes were stunned, his hands and feet were shaking slightly.
My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^