Living forever in the deep palace

"Why did you die, and where is Sora..."

"Back then, what exactly happened after you stepped out of the world in your palm and came to the Eastern Region of Mountains and Seas?"

In the Martial Arts Library, Prince Xue was unconscious, leaving only Su Chen and Zhuo standing there. So, Su Chen asked the biggest question in his mind.

Those who step out of the world under their control are all outstanding people and heroes.

The Eastern Region is so big.

It doesn't make sense, everyone is unknown.

"The world in my palm...Tianmen...Eastern Region of Mountains and Seas...The battlefield of Heaven-destroying...That broken sword..."

Scenes emerge one after another.

His face was turbid and full of struggle, and his pair of scarlet blood eyes revealed incomparable pain.

especially.

When he heard the name Kong again, his pain reached its peak.

"You!"

“Why do you know everything!”

"what!"

"You are those people, right..."

Zhuo became crazy, his body in black mist was boiling like boiling water, his pair of scarlet eyes looked at Su Chen with burning murderous intent, a terrifying aura of the late stage of foundation building that was not weaker than that of the Taoist in white was revealed on Zhuo's body, and there were cold words coming out of his mouth.

"Curse your soul, pollute your body, and shorten your lifespan..."

This is the Ten Wonders in the Palm, the Three-Word Spell.

Eleven years passed.

Turbid, became very strong.

Even if he dies, a trace of his remaining thoughts can still unleash a terrifying power comparable to that of the late stage of foundation building.

But so powerful.

Zhuo had also died long ago and had become neither human nor ghost.

"So, you didn't recognize me."

"Too."

"It's not so easy to recognize someone who has changed his appearance."

At this moment, Su Chen stretched out a hand. His black robe was covered with four dragon patterns, which transformed into four innate dragon energies. They fiercely pressed down on Zhuo's body, crushing the three-word spell and Zhuo's madness...

He couldn't recognize Su Chen.

However, he remembered that these innate dragon energies were tainted with the aura of the destiny of all living beings in the world in his palm.

"It's you……"

"Innate Dragon Qi..."

"You, have become so strong!"

His face was turbid, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

In the battle of the Immortal Sect, Su Chen cut out a three thousand mile sword mark through the sky with one sword, killing the terrifying Mo Jiao, the elder of the Demonic Sect. He was not present. In his impression, Su Chen was still the Fengxue Sword Immortal who cut through the sky with one sword and was comparable to the Taoist priest.

But now, even if he is in a lingering state, he can still burst out with terrifying strength comparable to that of the late stage of foundation building.

In front of this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, he was suppressed without any resistance.

the most important is.

As far as he could perceive, Su Chen had not yet entered the foundation-building stage.

He has reached the ultimate realm of immortality and has never established a foundation, but he can suppress the late stage of foundation building. Even though he is just a vestige now, which is equivalent to an ordinary late stage of foundation building, this is also extremely extraordinary.

in the future.

How terrifying it will be when Su Chen builds his foundation!

"and many more……"

"Extreme!"

Zhuo, as if he had thought of something, a complex look flashed across his eyes.

It turned out that the person those people were looking for was Su Chen.

"Don't go to the Fatian battlefield!"

"besides……"

"Take good care of Xue, he is... he is..."

Without waiting for Zhuo to finish.

Bang!

His body exploded, leaving not even the last trace of regret.

Turbid, dead.

Maybe.

He triggered some kind of restriction on his body and was killed again.

Vaguely.

Su Chen only saw that at the last moment, a blood-colored rune flashed in the turbid body.

"This rune..."

A moment.

Su Chen felt somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

He closed his eyes.

soon.

Just opened it.

He remembered that in Chu Shan's memory, on the barren land, on that terrifying altar, there was an identical blood-red rune, representing the shadow of the demon god that the extreme cultivators worshipped.

"Who is Xue?"

"Could it be that this is another reincarnation of Kong Shishi's body..."

The words were not finished.

Simply.

Su Chen went to see it himself.

He broke off a strand of Xue's hair.

however.

Saw nothing.

"Strange!"

Su Chen's face was full of surprise.

Prince Xue has lived in the capital of Great Qi for more than twenty years. He has successfully launched the soul fusion and recollection, but why can't he see any memory at all?

at the same time.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with this palace."

In the imperial palace, the elegant and easy-going Confucian Sword Immortal was walking around the palace, performing the Sky-Seeing Technique and exploring all directions. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and turned back abruptly, looking towards the Martial Arts Pavilion where the books were stored.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The Taoist priest in white clothes who was serving on the side was a little puzzled.

The martial arts pavilion has a collection of books. Hasn't he used the Sky-Peeking Technique to check it?

"nothing."

"Just now, I seemed to sense the presence of a friend. However, he has been in seclusion in the Demonic Profound Sect since returning from the battlefield of Fatian. It is impossible for him to appear in the Great Qi Kingdom of our Xuantian Sect."

"It must be an illusion."

The Confucian Sword Immortal said so.

……

In the Wu Pavilion where books are stored, all is quiet.

Prince Xue slowly woke up.

At a glance, I saw Su Chen sitting in a rocking chair on the roof of the 77th floor, drinking tea and reading a book.

"Master Chu, why did you knock me out?"

Prince Xue was filled with grief and indignation.

"..."

Su Chen was silent for a moment.

Ok.

Or maybe he knocked him out.

It does not matter.

"What's important is whether you want to save your friends..."

Su Chen is speaking.

Although he didn't like Zhuo, he was Kong's friend after all, so he could be considered his friend. He would naturally do what Zhuo had personally instructed him to do before his death. What's more, this prince Xuesi was still in contact with Kong.

pity.

Turbid, it fell too fast.

The words were not made clear.

Of course, perhaps it was precisely because he wanted to make things clear that he triggered some kind of taboo, leading to his soul being destroyed.

However, none of this matters anymore.

Now, the person who protects Prince Xue has become Su Chen, and this is what is important.

"Chu Gongsheng is willing to help me?"

"but."

"Mr. Chu has always been hidden in the Martial Arts Pavilion, untouched by worldly affairs, yet he is willing to help me..."

Prince Xue's face was full of suspicion.

However, if a seventh-level Qi training priest takes action, he might be able to save some of his friends.

"Open up a medicinal field for me."

"This is the bookshelf over here, put it there."

"Then."

"Clear this place and plant a sapling..."

Su Chen ordered Prince Xue to do things.

In this regard.

Prince Xue was skeptical, but still did as he was told.

soon.

The first floor of the Martial Arts Library was revitalized. A corner was dug out to create the prototype of a medicinal field. There was even a new silver tree. Unfortunately, for some reason, the hibiscus flower could not survive in this mountain and sea world, so Su Chen had to replace it with a similar one.

If there are old friends in the world of palm trees, they will surely find that the small courtyard of the martial arts pavilion where the books are stored is almost a one-to-one replica of the library in the world of palm trees.

"Like, so similar..."

In the courtyard, Su Chen stopped and looked at this place which was 90% similar to the library, feeling a little dazed.

a long time.

He sighed.

pity.

No matter how similar it is, it is not his library.

The years change.

The old friend has long disappeared.

The library has become a library in his memory and will never exist again.

"Mr. Chu, my friends..."

Prince Xue said hesitantly.

Chu Gongsheng is only at the seventh level of Qi training. If he intervenes in this matter, even if he can succeed, he will inevitably offend Prince Yi, who has the support of the white-robed Taoist of Xuantian Sect. His future situation will certainly not be optimistic, but he has no other choice.

The three thousand guests were all his friends who sympathized with him.

if it is possible.

He was even willing to sacrifice his own life in exchange for the survival of three thousand followers.

"Chu Gongsheng, you can hand me over."

"This way, no one will be in trouble..."

Prince Xue thought for a long time, made up his mind, and smiled bitterly.

It's just death.

For him, a royal bastard born to a palace maid, this is the end of his life.

It's just that he hates it so much.

Hate the power of Xuantian Sect!

Hate his own powerlessness!

"One day, if I can hold the sword and the imperial power, I will make Da Qi truly rule the world and become the master of the world. No longer will I be manipulated like a toy by these immortal sects and demons..."

Prince Xue clenched his fists.

hum!

At this moment, above the imperial capital of the Great Qi Kingdom, the fate of the country, which was adrift and without a dynasty to rely on, began to tremble violently.

"Ok?"

Su Chen's eyes froze.

Afterwards, he attacked without hesitation. On his black robe, there were four dragon patterns, each of which was capable of killing a Taoist who was in the late stage of foundation building.

at this time.

He abandoned a dragon pattern without hesitation, rushed into the national destiny, and suppressed it without hesitation.

Bang!

Above the imperial capital.

"What happened just now?"

"The fate of the country seemed to tremble."

"Something's not right."

"Could it be an illusion..."

The Confucian Sword Immortal looked puzzled.

The old emperor Ji Xiu, who was also a Jindan Zhenren, was also confused.

Fate is mysterious and profound.

It can only be seen after the foundation is established.

Just now, he saw it clearly, the national destiny did tremble, as if at that moment, a dynasty was born and the national destiny of Da Qi was going to depend on it. Even if it really happened, the ownerless national destiny of thousands of secular countries in the Eastern Region would follow.

By then, it will be earth-shattering!

because.

An immortal dynasty will be born.

This is also what the five major sects fear most.

"pity."

"It's just an illusion."

"Otherwise, with the birth of the Immortal Dynasty, the five major sects will have something interesting to watch."

The old emperor laughed strangely.

however.

The Wu Pavilion houses books.

"What did you just do?"

Su Chen looked at Xue.

If he had not acted quickly, the two Jindan True Immortals in the palace would have descended on the Martial Arts Library by now.

"what?"

Prince Xue’s face was full of confusion.

"never mind."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

That night, Su Chen went out holding an oil-paper umbrella.