Living forever in the deep palace

Su Chen had no idea what was happening in the world in his palm.

The books are stored in Wuge.

He is busy with his own things.

The medicinal field, nourished by the blood of immortality, became as black as ink, faintly emitting an extraordinary aura. Su Chen had a storage bag in his hand, which contained a lot of spiritual medicine seeds.

These are Chu Shan and Yun Hu, the two who have reached the peak of Qi training.

"It's spring."

aside.

"The battle for the immortal path is like this. Even if you have achieved great success and fame, and the road ahead is endless, there will still be fatal disasters. It will come at any time!"

The Confucian Swordsman spoke angrily, wanting to question his friend.

"Another treasured incarnation to treasure!"

At this moment, Su Chen stretched out his palm. On the palm of his hand, a blood-colored sword energy condensed, and an illusory blood-colored demonic shadow wanted to condense, but due to his low realm, it always collapsed as soon as it gathered.

"How could it be you?"

Su Chen withdrew his gaze and continued to focus on the medicine field.

"To discuss this matter..."

"If this proud young man were to die because of me,

Hunxuzi looked at Rujianxian and smiled.

If he escaped, Jiang Baiyi would surely die.

The words were low, but they were like the mighty power of heaven, the sound of thunder exploding, echoing in the sky, captivating people.

"Go find Father!"

In this imperial city, there were even attics that were burned down.

"You, dare to kill my friend?!"

As he walked, Su Chen turned into a human again.

Prince Xue had no idea about this.

Although Prince Yi is a fool, he is cruel enough, ruthless and unrighteous. Such a person would not be a good emperor, but at least he can be considered emperor material.

"The mountain and sea realm is the great realm!"

At the bow of the flying boat.

It's time to prepare to build the foundation.

"Xinglong River, why is it here? It's only a hundred miles ahead and we'll be in the Yun Kingdom..."

"Mr. Chu, that Nine-Life Prodigy caused such a big commotion, robbed the execution ground, and defeated Daozi. Will the Confucian Sword Immortal really let this go?"

"It has nothing to do with us."

"There is a magical sword skill that has never been shown to anyone, simply because it is derived from the art of killing with a sword, killing people and killing oneself!"

"Hahaha!"

"This matter is under investigation. It involves the great cultivation of the Jindan stage. It is really beyond the ability of a country like ours to investigate!"

Even if it means... death!

"When did you become Ji Xiu's running dog?"

But Su Chen did not explain, he just looked at a place deep in the palace, where a shocking battle had taken place, but no one knew about it.

It is actually a good thing that Prince Xue is out.

"This is truly the brutality of the killing sword technique, brought to its extreme..."

You really have to be able to control it.

Jiang Baiyi couldn't understand why in the Great Qi Kingdom, there was anything that could threaten his master, the Confucian Sword Immortal. You know, even among the Jindan cultivators, his master, the Confucian Sword Immortal, was a leader with a solid foundation and rich heritage.

Done.

Looking at the medicinal field, Su Chen was a little dazed, as if he had returned to the time when he was in the Daliang Library. At that time, he also had a medicinal field and guarded a whole attic of books, but the person serving him was Prince Xue.

A century-old elixir.

"Master, calm down!"

A kind-hearted and sincere person cannot become an emperor, nor can he keep the country!

"Please just watch it!"

The Great Qi Kingdom, which lasted for nearly a thousand years.

If the Confucian Sword Immortal wanted to escape, he could indeed escape.

"However, it's not just the secular world that's in turmoil. The Mountain and Sea Realm, which has been peaceful for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, is also in turmoil..."

"go!"

The county magistrate of Xinglong City rode his horse at full speed and came in person to report.

The Confucian Sword Immortal took off the sword from his waist and shouted.

Su Chen was talking while drinking tea and sitting on a bamboo chair in the sun, feeling very comfortable.

The ground is dry and cracked.

boom!

At this moment, the Confucian Sword Immortal's robes were torn to pieces, sword energy burst out from his body, his chest swelled violently, and he opened his mouth to spray out a terrifying blood-red sword energy.

"what happened?"

And sooner or later, this wind will gather into raging waves and the power to destroy the world.

"The storm is coming."

"master……"

at this time.

But no matter what, he had to stop the invading enemy and try his best to send the news back to Xuantian Sect.

The old emperor laughed strangely.

"Good means."

The Confucian Sword Immortal fled for three thousand miles, but he could not escape before he left the territory of the Great Qi State.

A thousand-year-old elixir.

It really is like the sky is falling.

Just because.

moment.

"Speak of it."

“I’m more interested in cultivation in the human world than in the immortal path. It’s a pity that I’ve already had a path to cultivation, but now I’m stepping into the immortal path to compete!”

The only foundation-building ancestor of the royal family was so frightened that he fainted.

"nothing."

"He is, after all, a renowned Confucian Sword Immortal!"

"What happened? Why are you so anxious?"

There weren't many things that could concern him, and the Confucian Swordsman was just a stranger, so naturally it was impossible for him to take that to heart.

Su Chen was still fiddling with the flowers and plants.

after all.

"disease!"

just.

Su Chen skillfully turned the soil, planted the spiritual seeds, and waited for them to grow.

pity.

He didn't dare to tell the secret to his disciple who was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Otherwise, with his magical powers, he could use this as a medium to cast spells and kill a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator with ease.

A few more days passed.

Su Chen was shaking his head.

At this time, Prince Xue was wandering around Su Chen with a worried look on his face, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"what!"

The most important thing they should do is to hide and recuperate.

These three great Jindan cultivators are still alive, but their conditions are very poor.

At this moment, heaven and earth were silent!

"what?!"

even.

now.

"Interesting, so you know the owner of this body."

The combined weight of thousands of secular countries is not as great as a single hair of the Confucian Sword Immortal.

"This is a world-shattering event, right?"

All this was due to the death of the Confucian Sword Immortal.

His expression became solemn and he looked into the distance. There was an inexplicable look in his eyes, as if he was ready to die.

after all.

The three demon sons all changed color.

At this moment.

This is surprisingly the Killing Sword Technique, one of the three most powerful sword-controlling techniques!

As long as the elixir seeds take shape, it is time for Su Chen to harvest them.

just now.

"I started practicing swordplay at the age of three, and by the age of ten, I was invincible in swordsmanship."

The world.

In the end, it will fall into his hands.

If Master Lihuo is unhappy, it is not impossible that he will massacre the city.

The so-called great formation shattered in an instant.

Hear the words.

"You mortals should give our Xuantian Sect an explanation..."

"There is only one Daoist disciple in each generation of the five major sects. To be defeated like this is still a small matter."

perhaps.

The most peaceful place in the entire palace, or even in the imperial palace, is Su Chen’s library and martial arts pavilion.

"You said."

The fifth dragon slowly appeared.

"You sweep the floor and I tend to the flowers."

"The sky is really falling!"

"Haven't you been in seclusion since returning from the Fatian battlefield?"

The flying sword soared into the sky, carrying Jiang Baiyi with it, and in an instant it was thousands of miles away.

The royal family's foundation-building ancestor, with white hair, led all the civil and military officials to kneel in front of the palace gate, prostrating themselves with their heads on the ground, waiting for a long time.

however.

Outside the imperial city.

The world is silent!

Only Su Chen, who has also reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, understands the brilliance of this sword.

As soon as he arrived, a large formation began to operate.

He did not approve of this advanced technique of killing swordsmanship.

"Kill yourself first before you kill the enemy!"

In fact.

Although Su Chen knew it, he didn't take it to heart.

On the other side.

they do not.

For a moment, he was a little envious of Prince Xue.

This night.

Su Chen should have achieved ten dragon patterns.

"The rest of the way is up to you."

Su Chen came out of the Library and Martial Arts Pavilion and stood in front of the palace gate, gazing into the distance and watching a carriage coming from the distant Longxing River, covered in dust. On the carriage were three coffins, with three listless figures lying inside.

However, the pressure of this formation was not as great as the shock in my heart.

"Don't avenge me!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a man in an inky black robe, stepping into the void. With every step he took, a dark Taoist rhythm appeared.

"I hope the real person will understand!"

A cool breeze blew.

Three thousand miles away.

Prince Xue doesn't understand.

On black clothes.

There is a Xinglong River and a Xinglong City.

Incomparably brilliant sword-killing technique!

The water source has dried up.

Hunxuzi's face changed.

The ancestor of the royal family knelt down in fear, banging his head on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"what?"

The imperial city of Da Qi was as silent as death.

It can be seen how important the secret deep in the palace is to them.

Prince Yi sat on the ground in despair.

On this day, the imperial city was in an uproar. Some powerful people packed up their gold and silver and were ready to leave the Great Qi Kingdom. Other powerful people gathered in the imperial palace like ants on a hot pan.

When.

The Confucian Sword Immortal patted Jiang Baiyi's shoulder heavily, as if giving a final instruction before his death.

"The Confucian Sword Immortal, no, the Xuantian Sect, or even the five major sects in the Eastern Region, can't take care of such trivial matters."

"Died in the territory of my Great Qi?"

It won't be long.

Wuge Library

"The world is going to be in chaos."

A supreme immortal from the Xuantian Sect, a figure of such weight, they were not surprised even if the anger of the Xuantian Sect destroyed the entire Great Qi Kingdom.

"got windy."

Countless people knelt on the ground, trembling physically and mentally, not even daring to raise their heads.

"I finally set up the formation, but in the end, you still had to send someone away."

True Man Lihuo!

Forty years passed.

The three Mozis did not dare to delay any longer, nor did they care about covering up their traces. They attacked together, using their strongest Jindan magical powers to deal with the situation.

Unfortunately.

Beside the Xinglong River, there used to be mountains, but now, it has become a scorched earth with bloody sword marks all over the place. In the center of the place, stands a figure. He is the Confucian Sword Immortal of Xuantian Sect!

One of the Ten True Men!

"hehe."

There was a hearty laugh.

He saw a sword.

street.

At this moment, the Confucian Sword Immortal glared with his eyes, furious to the extreme.

Do not!

This killing sword technique is no longer a foundation-building sword-controlling technique.

"remember."

"The Confucian Sword Immortal is about to die."

Finally, I couldn't help but say it.

"I have been practicing for sixty years!"

"First, the Taoist in White was defeated by the Imperial City's Nine-Life Prideful One, and now, the Confucian Sword Immortal is dead..."

At this moment, the world was boiling, and a bloody demonic shadow emerged from the Confucian Sword Immortal. He held a sword in his hand, carrying an ancient aura of annihilation and killing, and slashed at the three demon sons in front of him.

"kill!"

In the Martial Arts Pavilion where the books are stored, Su Chen could also sense the movement and looked towards the capital of Great Qi, three thousand miles away.

Su Chen looked at him, and in Prince Xue's eyes, he saw only worry from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, under the bloody sword energy.

Prince Xue did not hear Su Chen's words clearly.

This sword is just a prototype, and its power is too terrifying for the Confucian Sword Immortal to control it at all.

"White clothes, white clothes!"

It didn't take long.

at this time.

even.

"Forty years?"

However, noticing the increasingly angry murderous intent of True Man Chihuo, he couldn't help but sigh, put down the scissors in his hand, wiped his hands, and looked at Prince Xue.

"Today, there is no possibility of survival!"

Compared with what Chu Shan remembered, the extreme cultivators were plotting.

For a Daoist, even if he dies, let alone fails, it is insignificant.

"what?"

He has no spiritual roots and has never set foot on the path to immortality.

However, two other figures slowly walked out from the void.

However, the Zhuo in front of him had a puzzled look on his face, and then he laughed even more heartily.

"After all, he is one of the Ten True Men of the Eastern Region. If the three of them don't join forces, we really can't take him down."

Even the royal family of Da Qi, who had served for decades and personally cultivated immortal priests, more than half of them abandoned their belongings and fled on their swords when they heard the news.

"turbidity!"

On the path of cultivation, he also had a shallow understanding. Although he was guided step by step by the innate realm and had countless precious medicines, it only pushed him into the realm of first-grade cultivation. Naturally, he could not feel the terrifying aura three thousand miles away.

Jiang Baiyi, do you want to say something?

"Do you still want to fight for the position?"

Normally, he coveted the power of the Great Qi to the extreme, but now, it was like a hot potato in his hands, making him feel cold and frightened.

"Master, what happened?"

For him, the thing he has the most is time.

far away.

Above the sky, there is a huge flying boat, slowly coming from the distant Xuantian Sect, carrying unparalleled rage.

Also at this time.

There were countless dignitaries and immortal priests who came hurriedly to discuss matters with the emperor and the prince, looking as panic-stricken as if the sky was falling.

boom!

There are white-bone Buddhas, seven-winged monster birds, and roaring giant ghosts.

There was also a bald monk with a skull hanging around his neck, who nodded in agreement.

"No need to worry."

"Go north, don't look back, and tell the sect that a horrific disaster is about to befall! It's in the capital of the Great Qi Empire, come quickly!"

"Bai Yi, Master can't send you off."

"Is it possible that your friend didn't return alive from the Fatian battlefield? The person who returned to the Demonic Profound Sect was actually me! Hunxuzi, one of the seven demons of the Extremely Cultivated Dead God Organization."

"However, it wasn't the three terrifying enemies that killed him, but his own sword!"

"I will never have peace in my life..."

The imperial city was in an uproar.

Discussing the realm of spiritual practice.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, the lives of mortals are insignificant.

The more dragon energy there is, the faster it will devour the ownerless luck above the capital of Da Qi.

"The sky is falling!"

In the hands of the Confucian Sword Immortal, he has already carved out his own path and turned it into his magical power in the Jindan realm!

Even the imperial palace was like this.

The Confucian Sword Immortal should not be just one of the Ten Immortals in the Eastern Region, but a unique one, superior to the so-called Ten Immortals.

This is Xuantian Sect, another person at the level of Ten True Immortals.

There was a figure standing there, with eyes burning like flames. The scorching heat condensed into substance, like the scorching sun in the sky, constantly burning the earth, the people here, and the entire imperial city.

But he didn't.

The terrifying pressure, like a mountain or an ocean, pressed down heavily on the Confucian Sword Immortal.

The Confucian Sword Immortal looked back in the direction where Jiang Baiyi left. This glance was a farewell, and his eyes were full of tenderness. When he looked back, he had regained his coldness. He put his hands behind his back, took off the crown on his head, and laughed loudly like a scholar with a bit of frivolity.

At this moment, Su Chen remembered the sighs of those innate realm masters on the execution ground.

Such a great figure died within the territory of their Great Qi.

"If you want, I can give you a chance to save everyone in the imperial city."

“It’s time to sow seeds.”

Things have changed!

"The Confucian Sword Immortal is truly remarkable for being able to unite the three of us demons."

"You are only in the middle stage of Jindan, yet you can actually trigger the resonance of heaven and earth. This is something that even the late stage of Jindan cannot do..."

The Great Qi Kingdom can still fall.

His ten dragon patterns have not yet been successfully condensed. Now that the Great Qi Kingdom has fallen, the national fortune will be scattered. How can his innate dragon energy expand? Is he going to eat people everywhere like a demon?