Living forever in the deep palace

Looking at him wolfing down the food, Su Chen fell silent again.

Is this guy really an ancient immortal?

Apart from the flickering birthday flame, he looked like an ordinary beggar on the street, without any trace of immortality.

"Give me some wine."

After Dayu Shuxian finished speaking, he went to the medicine cabinet to get the Bairu wine and drank it without any hesitation.

"This wine is good. It should be twenty years old."

Eat and drink enough.

In front of the city gate.

"That's it."

A close confidant of Jie.

"Who is this person?"

Deep in the palace, Jie was striding towards a higher path towards immortality. The prosperity of the great unified dynasty surrounded him like crimson clouds, constantly being absorbed by his pair of glazed spiritual eyes, just like a terrifying earth spirit root absorbing this luck...

He is still here.

He merged with the heaven and earth and personally went to the place where the messenger was imprisoned.

"Jie, although I have a grudge against him, he is not that kind of person."

On both sides of the imperial guards' formation were noisy people and officials with warm eyes who wanted to curry favor.

However, in their view, even the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal was just an unknown person who carried the wishes of all people in the world and could cut through the inner demons without being affected in the slightest.

There is wind and snow falling.

"How... is this done?"

"It's so terrifying..."

Everything makes sense.

"What do you want? Power, authority, or wealth and beauty..."

That night, Su Chen's thoughts became clear.

moment.

Jie stood up and looked out at the world.

"Have you ever heard of the Ten Rebirths?"

Originally, a Grandmaster of the second level could be in the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking, but now he can't even enter the top fifteen of the Heavenly Ranking.

Su Chen sighed, walked past the imperial guards, came to the street, merged with the heaven and earth, patted Yu Zhong's shoulder with tears in his eyes, stuffed the brocade box into his arms, and said.

Jie seemed to be forcing him to rebel!

Well, he'll rebel! At worst, he'll just change the human dynasty.

moment.

Guilty minister! Zhou people!

promoted!

Yu Zhong, the palace seal holder who had not been involved in worldly affairs for many years, personally came out and rushed to the outside of the imperial city to welcome him.

"As for the so-called dynasty, let it go with the wind..."

Su Chen didn't believe it.

Su Chen stopped, looked up, stepped on the wind and snow, and stared at him.

So, it’s a dead end?

He opened his Dharma eyes and looked at Su Chen, only to see that this man had no trace of cultivation or Qi training, his Qi and blood were mediocre, and he was truly an insignificant mortal among mortals.

It turns out that Mr. Xu is Mr. Su!

"Jie, kill Qingque, the person next to Master Su."

The first place on the Heavenly Ranking had changed from a Grandmaster's Perfection to being occupied by two Sub-Innates. Even the Tianji Pavilion did not dare to offend the two Sub-Innates and only dared to let them tie for first place.

"Change it, change it. The will of the people has been accumulating since the fall of the sky. Even if I have reached the peak of Qi training, I can't afford it. Change it quickly!"

Su Chen came in black clothes, drew his sword under the moon, and slashed out with the sword that contained the will in his heart.

In the pharmacy.

Zhou people.

"What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

"How dare you peek at me!"

The world is turned upside down, the dynasty is crushed, the world is reopened, the people are unified, and the Zhou and Liang dynasties are ended. This is Su Chen's only way out at present.

A servant in black came over, looked at Su Chen with contempt, and drove him away because he had not ordered any tea or given any money.

……

At this moment, his heart calmed down and the sword in his hand became sharper.

He returned to the palace with a desolate figure.

"I think... I think Mr. Xu will definitely understand..."

After the meteorite.

"A new dynasty should come to the world, crushing the views of Zhou and Liang, giving birth to a new world, bringing peace and prosperity to all people, and eliminating all suffering..."

"null……"

The storyteller had not left yet. Upon hearing this, he waved his hand on the high platform and gave orders in a bad mood.

In a trance.

Jie was laughing, a happy laugh.

"The one who did it."

"Tonight, I will take the lead and bring fellow Taoists into the Heavenly Alliance. Then, we can welcome the arrival of the immortal together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The song ended and the crowd dispersed.

That night, Su Chen was silent and walked on the street.

"I don't owe anyone a favor."

The newly appointed inner court seal holder took the prepared evidence and massacred all the civil and military officials from the old Liang Dynasty. He also promoted many criminals from the old Zhou Dynasty who hated the Liang people, and set off a bloody storm in the court.

The earth veins rolled, the imperial city broke apart, and giants in armor stood up one after another, each of them was sub-innate.

What exactly is he pursuing?

"what do you mean?"

"That sword can kill Gu Yaxiantian, but it cannot kill me."

Su Chen responded to Sima Kong with a loud laugh.

Narrated by Yu Zhong.

"Xiao Xuanzi, he was right. He chose the path that was in his heart. This is the path he took, the ambition of his youth..."

"It was destined to happen."

"He is not the Flame Emperor..."

"Even if he is the Great Yu Sword Immortal, he wouldn't dare to touch even a tiny bit of the accumulated power of the common people!"

Sima Kong had a smiling face, but his aura was a bit wild. In the nearby attic, there were shadowy figures, all of whom were ancient masters, some of whom were at the third level. They all looked at Su Chen with displeasure, and the threat was obvious.

"It's like a dream in a trance, it's the human world."

"Jie is the choice of the old Liang, the hope for the stability of all people in the world. The ruler is also a good man who cares about the people."

He looked at Ye Xuan, waiting for his response.

"What nonsense."

The other party was actually the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal.

In the clinic, Yu Le, the great Yu Shuxian, with empty wine bottles lying on his feet, looked at the black-robed figure in horror, and the smell of alcohol disappeared.

This is the most skilled cultivator in the world today, and the most skilled Qigong immortal in the world, fighting under the moon.

In this regard.

in the crowd.

Isn't it wonderful that the world is at peace? Why do we always have to stir up trouble?

"Go ahead."

Also, the dragon representing Dayu’s five hundred years of fortune is protecting him!

His name is Dayu Yue.

Su Chen knocked on the little turtle's head, said, "Look after the house," and went out again.

This night.

Heavy snow, accompanied by strong winds, once again swept across the imperial city in the ninth year of Xuanlong.

He said he didn't want to be insensitive...

Behind him, Yu Zhong roared with tears in his eyes.

There is clarity in my ears and eyes.

Those who practice in the human world will be affected by the innate nature and will fall.

"So, it's been a thousand years already?"

"So what?"

The scene was noisy, chaotic.

Su Chen drew his sword.

"That day, the situation changed dramatically. The Wind and Snow Sword Immortal drank tea with the Emperor. He flew a thousand miles on his sword and fetched the Flame Emperor's head to drink with the wine. He said, 'The Emperor should have no worries and rule the world...'"

The Vermilion Eunuch was laughing.

A dark shadow came.

"what!"

Be silent.

Dayu Shuxian smiled confidently, looked at Su Chen and said seriously.

He began to win the hearts of the Zhou people.

The turmoil in the court intensified.

puff!

But the next moment.

at this time.

"is that true?"

This is easy to handle.

In Su Chen's arms.

Su Chen was holding the stove and looking at the new martial arts list. The heavenly list had increased from thirty-nine to seventy-two.

And they are all iron puppets, some are just scarecrows for decoration.

"My name is Zhuo, my dear friend. In another life, you will wake up and remember everything..."

What should I do!

There is a teahouse on the street.

Don't talk about him.

What was also cut was Su Chen's indecisive heart.

The last emperor of Dayu who was said to be incompetent and destroyed his country!

"The story of the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal is told this way throughout the world."

Jie couldn't believe it.

He really didn't expect that a mere mortal, a doctor in a clinic, would actually express such a horrifying wish.

moment.

a long time.

Ye Xuan regains control of the palace.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards the end of this staircase of luck.

This sword strike killed Jiu Liang and the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, and was also done for the millions of Zhou people wandering in the bitter cold land thousands of miles away to see.

That night.

He said that he would travel all over the world and destroy the injustice in the world!

He said that he wanted to be the second ruler and try to change the world!

There are also rumors that Emperor Jie intends to overthrow the policies of Emperor Xuanlong, emulate Emperor Yan, and even become the second Emperor Yan, allowing the world of the first-class Zhou people and the second-class Liang people to reappear!

"fake."

In the third year of Xuanlong, that inner demon disappeared.

original.

Done.

He saw it all, it was real!

"hiss!"

This statement was made.

Jie was extremely angry, and there was a terrifying magic in his palm that was about to burst out. In the palace, there were shadowy figures, all of whom revealed extraordinary aura. There were top-grade masters, acquired masters, and even a few with terrifying sub-innate aura.

A man in black clothes rose up on the wind and went straight into the imperial city.

Only the weeping scarlet robe was left, the number one person in the inner court of the Great Zhou, the respected seal holder.

"To secure the throne, one must eliminate the powerful ministers and their cronies. This has been the practice throughout the dynasties."

"This is the only way to solve this dilemma!"

High spirits!

But this person.

Right now.

This sword cut down the phantom.

High-spirited!

Relying solely on the Liang people's loyalty and half of the dynasty's luck, it would be the limit to send him to the high-level Qi-cultivating immortal.

long silence.

Over the past thousand years, the resentment of the people has accumulated, and terror has accumulated.

His body trembled and he kept backing away until he hit the palace wall and collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

“Dynasties are changing.”

At this moment, Sima Kong's face changed color, he retreated in panic, and ran away in embarrassment, not daring to fight at all.

that's it.

Yu Le put his hands on his hips, looking arrogant and conceited.

"turn out to be……"

"Sir, the proof is ready."

"What's the ghost's name?"

In the upstairs box, there were ancient masters staring at each other.

"He wants to make you, the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, a laughing stock and completely oppose you! The royal family is ruthless, and the emperor is even more ruthless. This is the real Jie. He can be the Jie Emperor of Liang, or the Jie Emperor of Zhou..."

More than half of the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, but two first-rank officials returned alive.

Su Chen whispered when he found out.

The little turtle stuck its head out, looked at the Great Yu Shuxian, and quickly retracted its head. It was a little scared, but saliva was flowing from the corner of its mouth.

"This is……"

He has reached the summit.

On his body, there were sun, moon, and star wheels, with spots of light and shadow surrounding him. Each light and shadow could easily destroy a sub-innate, or even an innate...

The world changes, things and people are no longer the same. An old friend who died many years ago comes back alive. Unexpectedly, when we meet again, the person is still the same person, but no longer the familiar look.