Living forever in the deep palace

As early as the third year of Xuanlong, this battle should have started and ended.

But it’s not too late.

That night, there were sword lights shooting up into the sky, shining on the earth and sky, and there were also sub-innate giant soldiers roaring, roaring over the mountains and rivers.

Inside and outside the imperial city, countless practitioners were watching this peak battle, watching this battle between the world's number one practitioner and the world's number one immortal in this era.

"Cultivation in the human world is not as good as the path to immortality. This is an iron rule known to all throughout history."

"not to mention."

"This Wind and Snow Sword Immortal is only an acquired master, not an innate master, while Emperor Jie is already a high-level Qi training immortal."

In the snow.

At that time, he would drink Bairu wine with him under the hibiscus tree, talk about everything, and become close friends as they wished.

"What if the emperor of the new dynasty is unkind?"

This Wind and Snow Sword Immortal who had killed the emperor three times was the best cultivator in the world. He dug up the soil and erected a third tombstone here to bury this young hero of the world, who was also the most evil Qi-cultivating immortal in the Great Zhou.

That was the fate of that fairy whale.

The third level is ordinary immortal arts, advanced immortal arts, and ten ultimate immortal arts.

The two points are the immortal arts and the ten ultimate immortal arts.

"It's time to let the conflict erupt, reshuffle the cards, and return to the starting point."

"In just three years—no, including your tenure, a total of nine years—the contradictions have accumulated to a climax."

He would not drift further and further away from this respected Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, becoming strangers until they met in life and death.

I don't know.

The innate is the end.

When the immortal arts are cultivated to perfection and crystals are condensed, it is a high-level immortal art. The Ten Absolute Immortal Arts will always be the Ten Absolute Immortal Arts.

People outside the battlefield cannot even get a glimpse of the battlefield.

How old is Fengxue Sword Immortal?

People born in Tianwu year.

"I think."

The cultivation in the human world is not as good as the path to heaven!

"Only when I was dying did I realize that my biggest regret in this life wasn't reaching the top of the Immortal Path, but you..."

The two sub-innates led the way, followed by the ancient masters. They looked at the horrific traces of the battlefield and the countless flowers, plants and trees blooming in the snow.

At this time, spider-web-like cracks had already appeared on the sword.

They were silent.

Yes.

The bluebird will not die.

Good luck tricks people.

What a powerful sword this is.

"What should we do if the emperor never brings peace to the people? Keep killing him?"

"No matter how crazy Sword Madman was, he wouldn't dare to be contaminated by the terrifying sentient power of the common people that has accumulated since the fall of the sky. But this kid, not only did he get contaminated, but he also remained perfectly fine and not crazy at all. In this respect, even Sword Madman is not as good as him."

moment.

He doesn't need to prolong his life, he is immortal, this is the biggest secret.

If he could step back and stop aspiring to reach the top of the immortal path, would everything be different?

The three sub-innate giants in armor, all the murderous aura that had condensed into substance on their bodies, disappeared, and they fell under the abyss between heaven and earth created by this sword, and were shattered into pieces.

The outcome of this battle was beyond their imagination.

The snow is very thick.

But, so strong!

This sword is so powerful!

What a powerful sword! It far exceeded the category of sub-innate and entered the realm of innate.

The water in rivers, lakes and seas cannot erase the spirit in the sword, nor can it fill the broken gaps in the rivers.

Whether you support Zhou or Liang, the end result is that the people will still suffer! The wishes of the people will never end.

"Could it be that this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal has opened the gate to heaven, reached the end of his cultivation, and ascended to the Xiantian realm?"

Looking at this young emperor standing in the wind and snow, he would die standing up, refusing to close his eyes and refusing to lose the last bit of grace.

The glass eyes are no longer full of color.

"The Wind and Snow Sword Immortal is too impatient."

"What is this sword called?"

There are many ancient masters and forces from all over the world, all gathered together, waiting for the outcome of this battle.

They couldn't understand this sword.

Stepped out of the imperial city.

"However, the people of Liang will suffer. The old Zhou has been lurking in the bitter cold for six years, bringing another catastrophe to the people."

The wind and snow in the sky are getting more and more violent.

Perhaps, Emperor Jie won.

Even if an emperor is at the end of his rope, he is unwilling to lose his last bit of grace in front of the people he admires.

"Look, this chasm between heaven and earth, doesn't it look familiar? Eight hundred years ago, someone also struck a terrifying blow with his sword, creating a chasm between heaven and earth..."

Jie, he's almost dead.

"If I die in your hands in this battle, you will treat me the same way..."

Even when he was young, he had always admired this person and wanted to be his friend! He was indeed the immortal of the young age.

"I don't know what kind of flowers and plants you like, but I'll make all of them bloom!"

In their eyes, this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal seemed to overlap with the terrifying Dayu Sword Immortal who wielded his sword across the world, swept the nine provinces with his sword energy, and could travel eight hundred miles with one sword strike.

He wants to reach the top of the immortal road.

"This is my Ten Absolute Immortal Arts, weapons and armor as heavy as a mountain."

Even the three top immortals and the immortals in the tomb are searching for him all over the world.

Su Chen is on a terrifying path to the extreme of becoming an immortal, treating immortals as prey and plundering the immortals' fortune.

All the ancient masters agreed with Sima Kong's words.

"The cultivation in the human world cannot compare to the path to heaven!"

There was only one person, sitting on a big wine gourd, looking at this place from afar, looking at the ancient masters with a sneer.

It’s just personal practice.

"That makes sense."

"The dynasty's three-hundred-year cycle!"

"Then change the emperor."

"wrong!"

A first-class ceremony, the wish of the people.

how can that be!

After the arrival of the immortal.

"Is this all you have? Don't tell me you don't have the Ten Absolute Immortal Arts..."

did not expect.

"However, the charm of this sword is indeed somewhat similar to that of the Sword Madman, but its sharpness is even stronger than that of the Sword Madman..."

Finally, an ancient master could no longer hold back and, relying on his master's level, rushed into the violent snowstorm.

There was no one in the world of wind and snow, neither the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal nor Emperor Jie, but the lingering sound of the gap between heaven and earth created by the sword caused the death of a master who had trespassed.

he died.

Do not break or stand.

"That's new."

Finally, he met him.

It’s just that these ancient masters don’t know.

"In Xuanlong's third year, Fengxue Sword Immortal still had hope. Now, he is doomed to fail."

Palace gate.

Su Chen carried Jie on his back, merged with the heaven and earth, and walked forward step by step.

The road to immortality is the road to health and prosperity. The road to immortality through practicing Qigong, even if you reach the top, is only the starting point.

"The dynasty is crumbling, and chaos is coming."

The whole imperial city was in shock. Everyone thought that the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal had been defeated. It seemed that his magic was about to break through the world of wind and snow.

under the moon.

soon.

"The three-hundred-year cycle of dynasties."

The world was covered in ice and snow, with waves of snow everywhere, blocking the entire world. Even the masters could not enter.

but.

"You have to protect the people, but you can't use any of the methods to prolong life. The average lifespan is a hundred years, and you only have fifty years left. Is it worth it?"

The sky was filled with snow and wind.

Blood was constantly flowing out of all seven orifices.

At last.

"Let me bury you..."

There aren't so many maybes. They are waiting. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, it will be a major event that will change the world...

The ancient masters were no longer disrespectful, their eyes filled with panic and fear.

Or buried in that library.

Although it was also shocking and shook the world, compared with immortality, it seemed insignificant.

“There are many flowers and plants, but there is always one that you prefer.”

Ever since Prince Jie became Emperor Jie, he has been looking forward to this day.

Wherever he passed, there was snow and wind, and also vitality, with thousands of trees and flowers blooming.

He is worthy of being called the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal.

He is laughing.

That night.

He wants to become emperor.

It was a grand funeral, buried in the green mountains.

Su Chen changed the subject.

Jie is dead.

"I, this path to heavenly immortality, is one level stronger than yours, yet I am still no match for you, a cultivator in the human world..."

It is an iron rule that cultivation in the human world cannot compete with the path to immortality! There is absolutely no way this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal could be cultivating in the human world.

Outside the battlefield.

Jie asked.

Outside the imperial city.

Seeds of flowers and plants fell into Su Chen's palm.

After Yu Le finished speaking, his stomach rumbled with hunger, so he rode on his big wine gourd and staggered away.

The wind is also very cold.

That way.

He, died.

perhaps……

"do you know?"

"..."

The Xichen Sword is, after all, a divine weapon in the world. Its limit is to carry the third realm and a body as strong as a dragon. It is simply unable to carry the spirit of this sword.

it's very windy.

"I've already used it."

"Only in this way can we have a truly unified dynasty, a peaceful world, and the well-being of all people!"

Just like Zhang Gui and Xu Han.

Only he, with his extraordinary talent, could use his cultivation in the mortal world to cut him off from the path to immortality.

"There's nothing to regret."

"Emperor Jie wins!"

He is only of the first rank and has not even reached the level of Grandmaster.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

When I first met the boy.

“Checkmate.”

This sword was no longer a mortal sword! Su Chen seemed to have truly become a sword immortal descended from heaven...

The immortality energy that he was reluctant to use, at this moment, burst out and turned into a beautiful scene like the arrival of spring.

In front of the grave, Su Chen planted an orchid for him.

Su Chen remained silent.

Ascend to the highest realm.

"He absolutely cannot be following the path of cultivation in the human world. He is also a Qi-cultivating immortal and a sword immortal! He must be that sword immortal!"

This was also something he had not expected.

It’s cold, too.

"Zangetsu?"

Regret.

He was silent.

"Who wins in the end?"

He was wondering how to bury the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal whom he had always admired.

One level higher.

The snow is very thick.

"There are also evildoers in this era."

There is a saying that immortal arts are divided into three levels and two categories.

"Ugh."

Su Chen said gently.

compare to.

"Good name."

In the library.

Su Chen remained silent for even longer.

Su Chen looked at the imperial city from afar.

In a trance.

perhaps.

Even if Dayu had existed for five hundred years, with a unified dynasty and majestic mountains and rivers, and even if there were only a handful of innate great masters who had reached the end of their cultivation...

Another sub-innate opened his mouth heavily, his eyes filled with fanaticism. Looking at the sword, he saw the extraordinary in it.

"really."

The masters were terrified and in a trance.

Cut through the heaven and earth with one sword!

The sword light fell, and the sword light that shot up into the sky dissipated.

With his talent, he will surely reach the top and become the strongest immortal who has reached the top of Qi training in Da Zhou after the Three Immortals of Dayu.

It was a fierce fight that was different from what the outside world had speculated. The fight was so intense that it felt like hundreds of rounds of fighting in an instant.

He is asking.

Su Chen couldn't strike out the second time with his sword.

Thousands of trees and flowers continued to bloom, breaking the ice and snow world, even sweeping across the imperial palace and the imperial city of a hundred miles.

The wind and snow fell on his body, piling up into a thick layer of snow, but he did not move.

"Nothing matters anymore."

This is the first-class ritual, the common people’s wish, the only solution!

otherwise.

Jie is still asking.

In the midst of ice and snow.

This sword also stood on Jie's body.

It's time for dinner. It's time to eat.

The sword principles contained in it are not subtle, nor do they blend with heaven and earth. Logically speaking, it should be far inferior to the pinnacle of Star Burial Sword.

The prince with sword-like eyebrows pretended to be blind and disabled, trying his best to hide his extraordinary talent and his terrifying strength that was comparable to that of a first-class prince, and came to the imperial capital.

Su Chen walked over with a sword in his hand, and he was telling a story.

He is ambitious.

On the battlefield.

Jie was laughing and he was admiring.

"And you."

Su Chen answered.

He was the last person to be buried.

No one can break it yet!

Sima Kong narrated the story, seemingly sighing, but in fact his eyes were filled with mockery, mocking the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal who came with a sword and was ignorant of his own life and death.

"I don't want you to misunderstand me again..."

The immortal road to heaven fights against the cultivators in the human world.

moment.

He seemed to have returned to the dilapidated temple.

"So it turned out to be this existence..."

There was an ancient master, roaring in fear.

just.

Otherwise, there will be chaos in the world.

This second sword cuts the moon.

In the future, Su Chen will only become more and more terrifying. Even in the era after the Immortal Reach, he is still far from reaching the end of his cultivation...

pity.

"Qingque, I didn't kill him."

I walked all the way to the top of the green mountain, which was once a green mountain many years ago, but now looks like a floating island. I saw two lonely graves, peach trees all over the mountain, and the hibiscus tree that was blooming and swaying in the wind.

Su Chen walked over, his black clothes stained with snow. He put down the sword in his hand, brushed off the snow on the young emperor's body, and closed his dead eyes for him.

"The world was divided into Zhou and Liang, and for three hundred years there had been constant conflict. The two emperors, Xuanlong and Yan, ruled the world, turning this conflict into a blood feud..."

this moment.

"However, you have killed two emperors in a row, causing the people of the world to fall into strife and chaos again. Can you really protect the people of the world?"

Jie sat in the snow, his voice growing weaker and weaker.

The eternal energy gushes out.

Blood was oozing from the corner of Jie's mouth, staining his bright yellow dragon robe red, and his glass-like eyes were also dim.

In this world, people only live for a hundred years. Even if demons can gain longevity by eating humans, or immortals have methods to prolong life, the disadvantages are too great and will eventually come to an end.

pity.

The sword light that shot up into the sky became brighter and brighter, breaking through the wind and snow and illuminating the entire world, leaving them stunned.

A high-level Qi-cultivating immortal, with ten unique immortal arts in his hands, who was not inferior to his innate nature, was ultimately defeated by a person who had practiced in the human world for forty years, no, more than thirty years.

A sword they had never seen before.

With the foundation of the first rank, when he swung this sword, the spirit in his chest almost reached a state comparable to that of the innate.

This is an iron rule.

The most enchanting Qi-cultivating immortal of this era was chatting with the world's number one sword-cultivating immortal Fengxue like old friends.

Only after a real great turmoil has passed, Zhou and Liang have been crushed, and a new dynasty has been established, can there be a truly unified dynasty and stability for the people of the world.

"This……"

So strong!

"The Wind and Snow Sword Immortal has fallen!"

"Is the Immortal... coming again?"

The imperial palace had countless magnificent buildings and palaces, most of which had not been affected and were now covered with a thick layer of snow.

"This kid is not that sword madman!"

On the broken city wall, Jie, his imperial robe torn, still stood with his back straight, his hands behind his back.

"You are my best friend."

This is Su Chen’s idea.

At this moment.

"Others haven't seen the sword madman, but I have."

In a trance.

Maybe the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal won.

This sword strike split the imperial palace in half, cutting across the imperial city for thirty miles, and even cutting off the flow of rivers and streams a thousand miles outside the city, breaking them in half.

"A breath of righteousness in one's heart, accumulated over ten years, can protect the people of the world and cut down the moon in the sky."

He had no resentment, only regret.

He is only about forty years old, but he is so terrifying, soaring into the sky and reaching the innate level?

"This sword should be innate!"

It turned out that the immortal was defeated.

"Zangetsu!"

Sima Kong couldn't believe it.

Walked into the river.

"He's going to fall!"

got windy.

The world is about to fall into real chaos.