First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 453: The undercurrent strikes
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The young man in gray robe looks very ordinary, and he sits there, drinking and eating melon seeds, just like a street runner in the market.
Only a pair of eyes are bright and clean, like a clear sword.
The young man in gray robe tapped on the counter top, spat out the skin of the melon seeds in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Pharaoh, the assassin is not a dead man who sees death as his home, nor a reckless man who is angry at the crown, nor a ten-step kill. A hero who does not leave a thousand miles. Therefore, I will not do what they do."
Old man Wang said happily: "Then what do you think a real assassin should look like?"
The young man in gray robe pointed to his nose, "Just like me, when I don't kill people, I can bury my head in the dust. Like every ordinary person in this world, I never do anything beyond my own power." /
Old man Wang sneered, "But you are not an ordinary person. What you do is just to cover up your identity, and it is not wise."
The young man in gray robe happily drank a glass of wine and said, "Da Yin is hidden in the city, an assassin should take care of himself. As all beings look like, an assassin should look like, but he can't have his own appearance, so , in order to act unexpectedly and kill with one strike.”
Old man Wang didn't have the heart to talk nonsense, and asked directly: "What do you think about this operation?"
The young man in gray robe got up from the chair, pointed to the bottle of wine, and said, "Keep the remaining half bottle of wine for me. When I come back, let's have a good time with the wine."
Speaking, he hugged the back of his head and walked out of the Yongan shop in a dazed manner.
"If you can't do it, don't force it."
Old man Wang couldn't help exhorting.
"Don't worry, when it's time to be cowardly, I will never try to do it. By the way, if I don't come back to find you within ten days...then the remaining half bottle of wine will be given to you."
In the distance, the voice of the gray-robed youth came with a smile.
In the bustling streets, he is like an inconspicuous wave, disappearing in an instant.
It was noon and the sky was bright.
The courtyard, under a lush willow tree.
Su Yi was lying on a rattan chair, looking at the animal skin scroll.
At today's Lingqu Conference, he also gained a lot.
First, I used ten rank six spirit stones to take a picture of a keel vine, and repaired the rattan chair under him.
And then used a secret technique of repairing the soul body in exchange for the skin of this "Xunling Swallowing Beast".
As for the magic embryo, it can only be regarded as an accident.
Now his animal skin scroll is the skin of the Xunling Swallowing Beast.
Although the divine power of this animal skin has long since been wiped out, there are still some mottled and messy traces of the avenue on the surface.
Ordinary monks must be confused when they see it, and they can't see much mystery.
But in Su Yi's eyes, these messy and mottled traces of the avenue can be called a peerless treasure!
Because this is the imprint of "The Way of the Wind", even if the Dao rhythm has long since disappeared, as long as you meditate and feel it, you can still understand some of the true meaning of "Wind" from the clues.
"As long as you comprehend the rhythm of the wind, at the Yuan Dao level, you only have to comprehend the rhythm of the yang and the rhythm of the thunder..."
Su Yixin secretly said.
He had a goal long ago, to control the five elements, yin and yang, wind and thunder, such a superb Taoist rhyme, in the great realm of Yuandao!
"Brother Su, what are your plans next?"
Wen Xinzhao changed into a light and elegant indigo blue dress, with snow-like skin and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, standing under the mottled light and shadow of the willow tree, as graceful as a fairy.
"Go to Jiuding City to see
Look. "
Su Yi said casually.
Since everyone has come to Daxia, there is no reason not to go to Jiuding City, the imperial capital.
If it is said that Daxia is the overlord of the Cangqing Continent, then Jiuding City is the heart of Daxia, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
And, in another two months, the "Lantai Dharma Conference" will begin.
Su Yi also plans to go see if he can meet Yue Shichan and Ge Qian in Jiuding City.
"Could it be that Brother Su also attends the Lantai Fa Conference?"
Smell the heart and shine brightly.
Su Yi said absent-mindedly, "I'm not very interested in the Lantai Fa Conference, but if necessary, I don't mind participating in it."
Flower trade wind once said that Xumi Xiandao, the mysterious place of fate, is very likely to contain clues related to the origin of the dark ancient ban.
Only by participating in the "Lantai Dharma Conference" held by the Great Xia Emperor and obtaining a Sumeru Talisman, can you truly enter the Nasumi Immortal Island.
Because of this, even if Su Yi was not very interested in the Lantai Fa Conference, if it was really necessary to go to the Xumi Xiandao at that time, he would not mind participating in it and seeking a piece of Xumi Talisman.
"Would Brother Su be willing to walk with us?"
Wen Xinzhao looked at Su Yi with eyes like Mercury, full of expectations.
Su Yi couldn't help laughing and said, "If you didn't ask me for kendo lessons at the meeting with you, then I would agree more happily."
Wen Xinzhao's pretty face blushed slightly, a little embarrassed.
Immediately, she blinked her eyes and said with a small smile: "Brother Su would like to be my guide in kendo, I will naturally cherish this precious meeting, be thirsty for knowledge, and be humble and stupid. Brother Yisu will one day be unwilling to be my guide, then I will be extremely sad."
Girls are inherently beautiful, and when they chat and laugh with them, they are naturally pleasing to the eye.
"Okay, little uncle, you are here to obsess over brother Su Yi again."
Not far away, Qing Ya came like a gust of wind, and muttered in dissatisfaction, "
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If this goes on like this, I'm afraid you won't even pay attention to me. "
Crazy?
After being described in this way, no matter how calm Wen Xinzhao was, his face couldn't help but get hot.
At this time, Ling Yunhe also came, smiled and arched towards Su Yi: "Fellow Daoist Su, Ling will leave later and return to Daqi."
He came to say goodbye.
Su Yi got up from the rattan chair and said, "Take care all the way."
Ling Yunhe's heart trembled slightly when he saw Su Yi getting up.
So far since we met, how could he not understand that Su Yi is not someone he values, so he would never get up to show him off!
"Fellow Daoist Su, if we meet in the future, we must have a drink."
Ling Yunhe smiled and arched.
Su Yidao smiled and nodded in agreement.
Soon, Ling Yunhe left.
On the same day, Su Yi took Yuanheng and Bai Wenqing together on the treasure ship of Yuntian Shrine and left Lingqu City.
On the same day, the events related to the Lingqu Conference spread all over the cities of Tiannan Province as if they had grown wings.
The ancient enchanting Saint Nirvana was killed, the mysterious demon was taken away, and Saint Lady Xuanzhi disappeared...
All of this is actually related to a young man named Su Yi. It's hard not to cause a sensation in the world with such news.
It should be noted that in today's Daxia territory, characters such as ancient evildoers are all the objects of the world's major cultivation forces.
Their origins are mysterious, their backgrounds are against the sky, and they are more terrifying than those who take away their homes.
Genius shines brighter.
Under these circumstances, Su Yi was able to kill the Holy Son of Nirvana. Which cultivation force dared to ignore it?
In addition, this incident also involves a mysterious demon embryo, and it happened on the site of "Jiuzhou Pavilion", one of the top commercial firms in the world. It is conceivable how big the waves were caused.
In fact, on the same day, the Jinding Chamber of Commerce, Jiuzhou Pavilion, and Sihailou, which have strongholds in Lingqu City, spread the news in the shortest possible time!
……
Qingyi Daozong.
"Elder Miaohong, there is news about Su Yi!"
A voice resounded outside the cave where Miao Hong lived.
Shhh!
The real Miaohong who was meditating and cultivating suddenly opened his eyes, as sharp as lightning, "Sister, the revenge meeting is finally here..."
He got up and walked out of the cave.
This strong man, who had the reputation of "the first swordsman in Great Chu" when he was young, is now the No. 1 inner door elder of Qingyi Dao Sect, and a powerful spirit transformation existence!
"It is extremely rare for this son to be able to kill such ancient evildoers as the Holy Son of Nirvana."
After learning about the news that happened at the Lingqu Conference, Miaohong's eyes flickered, surprised and surprised.
Suddenly, his expression became indifferent and cold.
A little guy whose Yuan Dao level can be said to defy the sky, no matter what his origins and how defiant his talent is, since he dares to kill his sister, he must take his life to atone for his sins!
On this day, Master Miaohong walked out of the cave and left the Qingyi Taoist Sect.
……
In a ghastly dark palace.
"You said...the devil was taken away by that Su Yi!?"
An angry voice sounded.
It was a man sitting alone on a throne deep in the hall.
Weared in a blood-colored robe, his body was covered in evil mist, and his face was covered under a bronze mask carved with demonic patterns, revealing only a pair of gray-brown cold eyes.
The saintess Xuanzhi, who was wearing a black dress, knelt down on the ground, her delicate and charming face was pale, full of anxiety and bitterness.
She whispered: "Sir, Su Yi is not afraid of the suppression of the power of the devil, and with my power, it is far from his right. If the lord wants to punish...the subordinate is willing to accept the crime."
The bronze masked man fell silent.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "Since you are not his right, why didn't he kill you?"
The beautiful eyes of the Saintess Xuanzhi lit up a little, and said: "He said...he owes me the ghost snake family..."
The bronze masked man asked in confusion, "What does this mean? Could it be that ~IndoMTL.com~ this young man who is only in the realm of inedia cultivation has a relationship with your family?"
Saint Xuanzhi pursed her lips and said, "I don't know either."
The bronze masked man sighed, seemed to have completely calmed down, and said, "Get up, I promised your father that I will protect you all your life, as long as you are fine, that's enough."
Saint Xuanzhi knelt down and said, "My lord, I will try my best to get the devil back!"
The bronze masked man said: "You don't need to intervene in this matter, just let the 'blood owl' go for a while. He is the protector of Nirvana, and he should also avenge Nirvana."
"Thank you, sir."
Suddenly, in the corner of the dark temple, a low and feminine voice sounded.
I saw a group of dark shadows wriggling there, quietly turning into a thin, immortal man dressed as a Taoist priest.
My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^