First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1758: Sword Stele
Qingxia Mountain.
The place where Wanjian Xianzong is entrenched is known as the first cave in Wenzhou.
In the early morning, a group of outer sect disciples on duty were stationed at the mountain gate.
Su Yi stepped forward from a distance.
Shrinking into an inch, within a few steps, they reached the front of the mountain gate.
Su Yi's figure was clearly in front of his eyes, but the outer disciples guarding the mountain gate were unaware.
Whoa!
At the gate of the mountain, there is a pond surrounded by stone fences.
When Su Yi arrived, the water surface of the pond suddenly churned, and the head of a huge beast like a hill popped out.
The eyes of this beast are golden, like lanterns, with a single horn on its head.
A terrifying ferocity also permeated the air.
True spirit beast - Xiezhi!
The true spirit of protecting the mountain from the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect.
Before the Xianyun era, it was guarded at the mountain gate.
This beast has innate innate supernatural powers, can see into the false, and see through all the cover and disguise, which is extremely miraculous.
When its head popped out, a pair of golden eyes looked at Su Yi for a moment.
"Shh!"
Su Yi raised a finger and placed it between his lips.
Divine Beast Xiezhi was stunned, as if feeling that his dignity was being challenged, and uncontrollable anger appeared in his golden eyes.
But the next moment, it suddenly froze.
As soon as I saw Su Yi's palm, a picture emerged——
In the picture, a man in a black robe, holding a baby-sized Xiezhi cub in his arms, slowly put it into a pond.
After doing this, the black-robed man said with a smile: "Little thing, you can show Lao Xu the mountain gate. I will come back to see you when there is a chance in the future."
In the pond, the Xiezhi cubs were playing happily. When he came back to his senses, the black-robed man had disappeared.
The scene in the picture comes to an abrupt end here.
While witnessing this scene, the Xiezhi with its huge head sticking out in the pond was dumbfounded, and his eyes gradually turned red.
Su Yi smiled and said, "Little thing, I'll see you when I'm done."
After saying that, he walked into the gate of Qingxia Shenshan.
Whoa!
The pond rolled, Xie Zhi shook his head, as if he wanted to say something excitedly, but he finally held back.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate were all alarmed, and they all looked at Xiezhi, their eyes filled with astonishment.
"Ancestor, did you notice something?"
A disciple respectfully opened his mouth.
Xiezhi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of water bubbles, closed his eyes arrogantly, and slowly sank his head into the pond, not bothering to pay attention to those little guys.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate looked at each other.
From the beginning to the end, no one noticed that there was already a person, walking into the mountain gate covered with heavy killing formations like a stroll in the courtyard!
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Walking into Qingxia Sacred Mountain, Su Yi revisited the tour as usual, walking forward along a stone road winding between the mountains.
There are thirty-six peaks in Qingxia Sacred Mountain, which are like a large halberd emptying up.
The peaks are connected by a white jade bridge.
The core of Wanjian Xianzong is located above the central main peak.
Su Yi walked over there.
On the way, you will see the clouds steaming and the clouds, the springs and waterfalls, and the picturesque scenery everywhere, just like the pure land outside the world.
Occasionally, in the void, sword cultivators can be seen roaring past with a dazzling light. There are men and women, all of them are immortal characters, and their equipment is extraordinary.
On the way Su Yi went, he also met many descendants of Wanjian Xianzong.
But no matter what kind of cultivation level, they treat Su Yi like air, and don't even notice it at all.
Even if you are close at hand and pass by, you don't even notice it!
When passing by a dojo, Su Yi suddenly stopped.
In the dojo, there stood thousands of teenagers and girls in their teens, wearing the robes of outer sect disciples, listening to a middle-aged preacher with a beard.
"Sword Cultivation, I practice kendo, and I practice the state of mind!"
"Before you become a real sword cultivator, you must first ask yourself what is the reason for embarking on the road of sword cultivating!"
"This is called questioning your heart! It may seem simple, but you will understand later that this initial first step will determine how far you can go in kendo in the future!"
...The bearded middle-aged man looked stern, and his voice was like a golden horse, resounding in all directions.
Those boys and girls all listened with bated breath.
Su Yi smiled.
Indeed, if you want to become a real sword cultivator, you must first question your heart!
Seeing those boys and girls bathed in the morning light and listening to teachings, Su Yi suddenly remembered every previous life when he first embarked on the road of sword cultivation.
After a while, he shook his head and was about to leave.
Suddenly, the bearded middle-aged said solemnly: "My Wanjian Xianzong was one of the four major swordsmen in the fairyland long before the age of immortality. Yes!"
"In addition, in our sect, there is a sword tablet that all swordsmen in the world yearn for!"
"You must have heard that the sword tablet was left by Emperor Yongye, and it is engraved with the inheritance of thirteen supreme swordsmanship!"
When it comes to this, all the boys and girls present are looking forward to it.
The "Sword Stele" of Wanjian Xianzong is indeed famous all over the world, and it is the highest kendo treasure house in the eyes of the swordsmen in the world!
Even before they joined the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, they had heard countless conversations from their elders!
It is precisely because of this sword tablet that in the past countless years, all those who have the will to set foot on the road of kendo will come from all over the world, in order to worship the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect and see the sword. The mystery of the monument!
A teenager couldn't help but ask: "Dare to ask the elders, when will we be able to comprehend the mystery of that sword tablet?"
Everyone else **** up their ears.
The middle-aged bearded man smiled.
He had expected this.
In the long years in the past, he has taught many little guys who have just joined the sect. As long as he talks about the sword monument left by Emperor Yongye, it will inevitably attract countless amazement and curiosity.
"The Dao cannot be passed on lightly, the strength is not enough, and there is no way to understand it at all. When you are qualified to become the core disciples of the sect, you will naturally have the opportunity to understand the inheritance of kendo on the sword tablet!"
The middle-aged bearded man said, with a sigh of emotion on his brows, "I have practiced in the sect for more than 8,900 years, and I have only practiced in front of that sword monument three times. Knowledge has advanced by leaps and bounds and has benefited a lot.”
There was an uproar in the field.
Su Yi had already quietly turned away.
He suddenly realized something.
There may be some kind of change in the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, but most people in the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect are still in the dark.
They are destined to not know, they are the reincarnation of Emperor Yongye.
Similarly, I am afraid that only the old guys from Wanjian Xianzong know the reason for the demise of the Biqi Spiritual Clan.
This can be seen from the words of the bearded middle-aged man when he talked about the sword monument.
In the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, most people have special feelings for the sword monument, and they admire the Emperor Yongye even more!
If they had known earlier that they were the reincarnation of Wang Ye, and their sect had dispatched Immortal Kings to hunt them down, how could they dare to talk about these things openly?
"Fortunately, there may be a problem with Wanjian Xianzong, but it is far from being hopeless."
Su Yi secretly said.
He's finally in a better mood.
If Wanjian Xianzong is completely rotten, he can't really say today that he will kill him.
Thinking about it like this, Su Yi has followed the winding mountain road, crossed a white jade bridge that passes through the sky, and came to the mid-mountain of the central main peak.
The first thing that catches my eye is a grand and ancient dojo.
It is paved with gray-blue boulders and has a range of 10,000 feet.
In the center of the dojo, stands a sword monument that is a thousand feet high!
The whole body of the sword tablet is black, like a divine sword standing in the sky. Under the morning light, it glows with a mysterious and illusory luster.
That is the sword stele longed for by the swordsmen of the world throughout the ages!
It was built by Wang Ye himself back then, and engraved with thirteen swordsmanships of the highest inheritance. Since then, this sword monument has also become one of the treasures of Wanjian Xianzong! !
Su Yi put his hands on his back, squinting his eyes and looking at the sword monument, some pictures from his previous life suddenly came to his mind like watching flowers on a horse.
At that time, Wang Ye, Sword Sovereign Nine Heavens, overwhelmed the world, like the supreme ruler of the immortal world, making everyone of the same generation in the world eclipsed!
At that time, the illusory world was still there, and the two used to drink happily under the sword monument, pointing the country.
Unfortunately, the times have changed, and the sea has changed.
The past era has long since ended and withered, and it has become a wave in the long river of history. Today's fairyland has already changed the world, and things are different.
"Who are you and why didn't you come?"
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.
Under the sword monument in the distance, a skinny old man got up, his eyes were like sharp swords, and he looked at Su Yi from a distance.
As soon as he arrived, he was noticed, and Su Yi was not surprised.
He kept his breath all the way, hiding his whereabouts, and has come to the core hinterland of Wanjian Xianzong. If no one notices his whereabouts, it will also appear that Wanjian Xianzong is too unbearable.
In fact, the power of the forbidden formation covered by this central main peak is completely different from when Su Yi came here, and it has obviously been re-arranged.
Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible to sneak in without knowing it.
"Go and tell you the headmaster, just say I'm here, just to ask for a statement."
Su Yi walked into the dojo with a calm tone, "If he doesn't come to see me during the tea time, I will kill him all the way to the top of this mountain from here."
The skinny old man's face changed suddenly, as if in disbelief.
He looked Su Yi up and down for a moment, took a deep breath, suppressed the suspicion and murderous intent in his heart, and said, "Dare to ask your Excellency your name?"
Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said, "Su Yi."
The two words light and fluttering.
It could fall into the ears of the skinny old man, but like a thunderbolt, he froze all over, and chills swept his back.
It was this guy!
He...he has sneaked into the core of their Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect without knowing it! !
What is he doing here?
Want to take revenge?
For a time ~IndoMTL.com~ the skinny old man's expression changed, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.
Su Yi glanced at this person and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately until I get the answer, let's go."
"Please wait a moment."
The skinny old man took a deep breath and walked away.
Su Yi came to the sword monument on his own and stared quietly.
The morning light poured out, pulling his lonely figure into a long shadow on the ground.