Living forever in the deep palace

The Nujiang River changed its course, submerging the imperial tombs. The water covered thousands of miles. Su Chen stepped on the river and headed towards Jinjiang City in the direction he came from.

Can't find.

Still can't find it.

Even when looking at the two sides of Jinjiang City from afar, even the longevity fire of Qingque could not be seen.

However, I found a little turtle.

The little turtle, its body made of black jade, came cutting through the waves, biting Su Chen's trouser leg, spinning around in a hurry, gesturing something anxiously.

Su Chen understood, but he didn't want to believe it.

Like sword energy, it blocked the two of them.

"That's all."

He saw it.

Su Chen is not a grandmaster, but a first-grade one, yet he gave birth to the Dragon of Power, which is only possessed by the second-grade grandmaster. This cannot be explained.

No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.

Standing by the river, he only remembered looking for the name of a very important person.

"I know."

At this moment, Su Chen's eyes gradually became bright.

At this moment, Su Chen's eyes gradually became bright.

His life force is gone, and he will die today.

"Mr. Su, didn't you promise Mr. Xiao that you would take care of me? I am the last bloodline of the Chu royal family."

Watching the changes in mountains and seas, the vicissitudes of the world, and the ups and downs of the heart, this is the enlightenment of mountains and seas.

She is dead.

Su Chen rode in a carriage and swaggered into the city.

The young child bowed.

"A good burial..."

He is deeply trusted by the Flame Emperor.

Then it dawned on him.

A first-class ceremony, enlightenment of mountains and seas, it’s done.

The little turtle lowered its head and didn't dare to answer.

"This evil skill harms people, you practice this."

"When immortals awaken and masters are born, I will realize how vast the world is and how insignificant I am. I am ultimately just an insignificant mortal, a minor supporting character."

"Master Xu, at the last moment, you pushed that palace maid out and made her the third sacrifice, completing the three-sealing ritual?"

In front of the awning boat.

"Mr. Zhang, Xiao'er, I'm here to accompany you."

"Sword Immortal of Wind and Snow, Lang Dexu..."

"who am I?"

"He is the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal Su Chen, don't you know?!!"

"I heard that in order to obtain this sword, the thief Xu washed the Sword Washing Pond with blood, causing generations of Sword Washing cultivators to fight against the Western Factory in an endless struggle."

The world is in chaos.

"of course."

Not her.

How could I not be able to make it?

"Only this one time."

Su Chen was a little confused. He wanted to interfere with the imperial power. Was it for the sake of the first-class ceremony to fulfill the wishes of the people and step into the ultimate master level, or was it to protect this little green bird?

This Wind and Snow Sword Immortal not only took away his Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, but also abandoned him and left.

There is wind and snow falling.

Sikong scolded.

Hundreds of corpses.

With the blessing of Zhou Wanmin's luck, he stepped into the fifth level and was about to reach the second level of the Grandmaster.

Above it, there is a black dragon in heavy armor, patrolling back and forth, with eyes as cold and fierce as lightning.

The East-West Factory No. 2 is long gone.

The enlightenment of mountains and seas, the power of heaven and earth, the two first-grade rituals, all work together to knock open the door of heaven and send Su Chen to the master level.

Jinjiang City.

Su Chen followed Sikong straight into the military camp and went to the tent of Emperor Yan.

"Xu Ge!"

Chu Xiao was completely unable to see that a year ago, he had stepped on the huge waves of the Nujiang River and reached the top with unparalleled grace.

He put the little turtle into the sword box and headed towards Jinjiang City. He was going to complete what he had not completed a year ago.

Looking at this dragon of wind and snow, with withered white hair, he bowed in congratulations.

"Replying to Lord Su, Master Xiao did not pass on this unique skill to me."

a long time.

Su Chen said.

Obviously, there is nothing we can do about him.

A carriage came galloping towards them.

At this moment, his whole body was filled with jade energy, which flowed outside his body and connected to the heaven and earth. There seemed to be signs that he was about to break the perfection of flesh and blood, give birth to essence, turn into wolf smoke, and seal the heaven and earth.

"A year ago, he was in a dilapidated temple and was almost killed by the yellow-skinned old immortal, huh?"

Su Chen searched on both sides of the river and in the river water. He searched so hard that he even lost the sword case. He searched for a long time.

Su Chen stretched out his hand.

Over the past year.

I wonder if Mr. Zhang will blame him in his afterlife for failing to protect the East Factory's foundation.

Go and come again.

At least, I can see him again.

There are rune inscriptions.

Su Chen looked up at the sky.

boom!

Sikong felt as if struck by lightning, his head was buzzing, and he looked at Su Chen in disbelief.

Su Chen was about to leave.

"Your Majesty, Xu Zhandu is just a mediocre mortal, doing nothing in the library. How could he possibly be the world's number one cultivator who stirs up trouble?"

"One hundred thousand soldiers and armors are on display, there are rune walls, there are fairy beasts at the bottom of the river, and the ancestor is in the city, it is as solid as a rock."

It's not her yet.

Su Chen looked at the child.

None of them is a bluebird.

He doesn't know yet.

perhaps.

boom!

A first-class ceremony, enlightenment of mountains and seas, it’s done.

Whose intention!

Su Chen searched one by one.

I felt drowsy all day.

"This is one of them!"

Bang!

Suction force emerged from Su Chen's palm.

He slowly recounted the changes that had taken place over the past year.

Sikong, I don’t understand why, but I feel that there is something wrong with the brain of this Lord Xu.

"You are my adoptive father, Mr. Zhang's close friend."

Chu Xiao looked out at the imperial city, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the last trace of light in his eyes disappeared.

Only a dragon of power was born.

He didn't find her.

The carriage moves forward.

Say it.

Seeing Su Chen was about to leave, the child became anxious.

It is not known whether Yu Zhong is still alive.

at this time.

"I just want him to live."

Su Chen left.

after all.

At this moment, he finally understood what Su Chen meant by what he had said before!

Su Chen asked the little turtle.

"As for the river that runs through Jinjiang City, once you step into the city..."

There was a figure with withered white hair.

"Every year on this day, you can come to the Imperial City to find me. If you are still alive, I will give you a chance for Zhang Gui's sake."

Burning life, reaching the peak, like a moment of brilliance, gone in a flash.

Su Chen, still of the first rank.

"Thank you."

The bluebird...was washed away by the flood.

Deng Deng stare!

He took several steps back, knocking over tables and chairs, and pointed at Sikong, trembling.

"hehe."

"So, I would like to ask Lord Su to take care of me, the last bloodline of the Chu royal family."

"Your Majesty, I brought Xu the helmsman here. I don't know the rules, so I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"Can't even bury him?"

"That is the day when I will return to the Imperial City and rule the world."

at this time.

Apart from the ancient immortals, Zhou Taizu in the bronze coffin is definitely one of them.

Sikong stepped into the general's tent.

The one who was wrong was his father, the emperor, who betrayed millions of Zhou people first!

Even without the Liang people's surrender, he could still unify the world, force to death all the Liang people who refused to surrender, firmly control these 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers, and let the Zhou royal family rule this land for thousands of generations!

This trip is to kill people.

At this moment, Emperor Yan's expression twisted.

The Nujiang River churned, the river changed its course, a bronze coffin appeared, and the chains shattered.

"The Seal Supervisory Bureau and the Military Supervisory Bureau are incompatible. The Seal Supervisor of our Great Zhou and the helmsman of the Western Factory of Old Liang should be in a life-and-death relationship."

Such as eighty or ninety years old.

This sword is mine!

Mind?

"At least."

The treebeard surged.

Even Su Chen didn't know.

But he still checked them one by one.

"Zhang the Butcher from Jinjiang City West Street. No, I'm Xu Sanniang from Jinxiu Tower. No, I'm the porter from Jinjiang Wharf..."

"Xu Ge, are you still alive?"

"Is she dead?"

Neighboring two emperors.

"Bring it here."

This number one in the world has actually been hiding in the Great Zhou Palace, right under the nose of him, the chief of the palace, for such a long time.

Wind and Snow Sword Immortal!

"Sikong, how dare you betray me?"

Emperor Yan hadn't finished speaking when he saw Sikong walking into the tent. His eyes widened instantly and he became frightened.

"Flirtatious and frivolous."

From the end of the third year of the Xuanlong Dynasty until the end of the fourth year of the Xuanlong Dynasty, he was wearing a straw coat and a bamboo hat, and he was always searching.

Su Chen asked.

one Year.

that's it.

The cheapest thing is human life.

The withered figure with white hair narrated slowly.

Ten miles of high wall.

The carriage stopped at the mountain, and there was a girl in green clothes, looking at the imperial tomb in the distance, as if waiting for her lover.

"Congratulations, Mr. Su, you have secretly stepped into the Grandmaster stage and have even taken a step further, entering the second level of Grandmaster. Grandmaster perfection is just around the corner."

"Do you want him to be emperor?"

For a year.

"That green fruit hasn't been found yet."

gradually.

He was very confident that Xu was at the helm.

Under his leadership, a new unified dynasty will be born!

He wanted to let Emperor Xuanlong see clearly that it was not him, the Crown Prince Yan, who committed treason, but him, the Emperor of the Great Zhou!

There were two emperors in the Great Zhou Dynasty, separated by a Jinjiang River, facing each other from the north and south. The world was divided, and each of them controlled millions of powerful troops, wanting to compete for the throne.

Su Chen sat down, and the little turtle curled up at his feet, biting his trouser leg, afraid that it would be lost again, and stayed with him the whole time.

The culprit, Little Turtle, was in the sword case, looking around and looking at the big snake at the bottom of the river from time to time. He felt a little regretful that he could not enter the city by water.

If Chu Xiao had not seen the decadent Su Chen in Jinjiang, he would have left here long ago with the last trace of the Chu royal family's bloodline.

He turned his head and apologized to Emperor Yan.

This is the price of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art.

His flesh and blood dried up, and his body turned into ashes, which were carried away by the wind. The direction he went was the green mountains outside the imperial city.

"Although I am ashamed to be a thief, it is better for Lord Su not to let down the kindness shown by this sword."

The West Factory is in the imperial capital, and the East Factory is in Jinjiang.

Su Chen threw a piece of brocade letter to him.

Carrying a sword case and wearing black clothes, the young man is like an immortal.

This young man, dressed in black clothes and looking like an immortal, had thousands of chaotic memories colliding in his mind and covered his head in pain.

The day comes and goes.

Originally, the role of Qingque was arranged to make the protagonist fall in love first, and then lose it, completing the third first-level ritual, the Way of No Self.

There are changes after all.

"One day, when I wear the purple robe, I will grant you the first red robe."

Deep in the depths of his mind, all the memories from the past twenty-three years of Tianwu, which had been sinking, suddenly surged out.

The wupeng boat docked.

Sikong reacted and remembered the failed third attempt to get the title, as well as the old yellow-skinned immortal's rage, and he came to his senses.