Number one swordsman

The fourth day of April.

For ordinary people in Dazhou, it was an extremely ordinary day.

But for many great forces in the Great Zhou territory, this day has a different meaning.

Because today, the 17-year-old Wu Zong Su Yi is about to leave for Yujing City!

There are already turbulent waves in the dark.

Murder is everywhere!

Water chestnut ridge.

Located in a deep mountain about one hundred miles away from Gunzhou City, it got its name because it looks like a "water chestnut".

The rocks on it are steep and inaccessible.

A dilapidated earth temple built in unknown year and month stands alone on the side of the mountain road.

The gate of the temple collapsed and decayed, and the cobwebs and dust inside it were densely covered with dust. The clay sculpture enshrining the Lord of the Earth had already collapsed into a pile of stones.

It's approaching evening.

Oblique wind and light rain, heavy mist.

From the winding and steep mountain road, came a young man in green robes holding an oil-paper umbrella, as if he was strolling in a courtyard, with a leisurely demeanor.

It was Su Yi.

Starting from Gunzhou City in the early morning, he walked all the way, trekking between mountains and rivers, hardly resting all the way, and until now, he only felt hungry for a while.

Arriving in front of the dilapidated earth temple, Su Yi looked up at the sky and decided to take a rest here.

After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and patted the soul nourishing gourd on his waist, and said, "Qingwan."

The soul-cultivating gourd spewed out a wisp of white smoke, and in the mist, Qing Wan in a blood-red dress came out of thin air.

"What is the order of the fairy master?"

The girl is pretty and cute, with big eyes that are timid.

Compared to before, Qingwan's aura is completely no different from that of normal human beings, her body is delicate and graceful, her skin is as crystal clear as white jade, her voice is soft and sweet, beautiful and lovely.

"Go grab some wild game, and remember not to go too far."

Su Yi ordered.

"Ok!"

Qingwan quickly agreed.

In a flash, her pretty figure turned into a red light and disappeared into the rain.

Su Yi put away the umbrella, opened the door and walked into the Earth Temple, then took out the wicker chair, lay comfortably in it, took out a map and looked at it.

There is a distance of two thousand miles between Gunzhou City and Yujing City. In addition to rolling mountains, there are mighty rivers, deserts, and large lakes along the way.

Of course, there are many other cities.

According to the route planned by Su Yi, if you want to reach Yujing City on foot, you have to cross at least three mountains, nine rivers, and nineteen cities on the road.

However, Su Yi was in no hurry to hurry.

He had already agreed with Ning Sihua and Mu Xi that they would meet in Jinliu City, which is tens of miles away from Baochayao Mountain.

At that time, I will go to Baocha Yaoshan to explore, and then set off for Yujing City.

"According to my pace, I can reach the Golden Willow City within five days."

Su Yi secretly thought.

Baocha Yaoshan is located on the formation route he made this time. After passing Baocha Yaoshan, he can reach the territory of Baizhou.

And Baizhou is the land of Gyeonggi adjacent to Yujing City. When you get there, you can reach Yujing City in less than two days.

Putting away the map, Su Yi took out a wine gourd and drank it one mouthful at a time.

The sky was getting darker, but the fine rain showed signs of getting bigger. The raindrops hit the damaged temple tiles, making a pattering sound.

Barren mountains, ruined temples, rainy days in the evening, the sky and the earth are dark.

Su Yi sat alone in the dark, but he was content.

It's just that my stomach is getting more and more hungry

He couldn't help frowning slightly, this girl Qing Wan already possessed the strength comparable to that of a grandmaster, why did it take so long to even catch some wild game?

At this moment, a red shadow floated in.

It was Qing Wan, who was holding a huge golden python in her hand, and stammered, "Master Immortal, I kept you waiting."

Su Yi asked: "Why the delay for so long?"

Qingwan lowered her head in embarrassment, and said, "Wan'er saw a lot of little rabbits and deer along the way, but they looked very kind. Wan'er couldn't do it, so she kept looking for suitable ones. It was not easy to find this python's prey."

Su Yi put his hand on his forehead, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, "Then you can deal with this python?"

Qingwan quickly explained: "Uh, it wasn't Wan'er who killed it. The python was killed by a goshawk. Wan'er chased away the goshawk and brought the python back."

Su Yi: ""

I have seen kindness, but I have never seen such a kindness. How can there be a person who does not kill?

"It's really hard for you."

Su Yi shook his head for a while, and started to work.

Not long after, a bonfire blazed ragingly, and the golden python was chopped into pieces and skewered, and roasted on the bonfire.

Qing Wan carefully squatted on one side, watching Su Yi skillfully grill the meat, with a look of tranquility on the brows.

"Eat?"

Soon, Su Yi picked up a skewer of snake meat that had been grilled until it was burnt yellow and oily, and asked Qingwan.

Qing Wan quickly shook her head.

Seeing this, Su Yi began to enjoy himself, eating meat and drinking wine at the same time, it was very pleasant.

I have to say that in this barren mountain and rainy night, eating freshly grilled snake meat has a special taste.

Wow

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the rain curtain flowing from the eaves is like a flying water curtain.

It was getting darker and darker.

Su Yi ate and drank enough, seeing the weather, couldn't help but frown, and was thinking about whether to drive overnight.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the ruined temple.

Soon, in the pouring rain, a man in coir raincoat and bamboo hat strode into the ruined temple.

This person's figure is extremely tall, giving people a sense of oppression, and the rain is falling all over his body, but he can't wash away his bloody and murderous aura.

As soon as the man in the bamboo hat came in, he clasped his fists to salute Su Yi, "Master Su, my lord is hosting a banquet at the 'Dragon Bridge Station' twenty miles away from here, and I have been specially sent to invite you!"

His voice was deep and muffled like thunder, shaking the tiles of the ruined temple to tremble slightly.

In the rattan chair, Su Yi said calmly, "Who is your lord?"

The man in the bamboo hat still kept his fists in salute, and said in a deep voice, "You'll know when you arrive."

Su Yi snorted, and said: "In the mountains and wilderness, it's raining heavily, but your lord can let you find me in this ruined temple, and even arranged a banquet in advance, which is quite capable."

The man in the bamboo hat said in a deep voice, "If you accept the invitation, my lord, please come with me."

"What if I don't accept it?"

Su Yi said lightly.

"My lord said that since the young master has the courage to go to Yujing City alone, it is expected that he will not be afraid of coming to the banquet."

After a pause, the man in the bamboo hat said, "My lord also said that if Mr. Su refuses, he will let me choose two ways to die."

Su Yi raised his eyebrows: "Which two kinds?"

The man in the bamboo hat raised his head slightly, revealing the pair of indifferent and almost heartless eyes under the bamboo hat, and said in a deep voice:

"Either be killed by Mr. Su, or be killed by my lord."

laugh!

Su Yi flicked his fingers, and a wisp of sword energy rose across the air, piercing the throat of the man in the bamboo hat like lightning.

The pupils of the man in the bamboo hat suddenly shrank like needles, but he stood there motionless.

boom!

When the sword energy reached an inch of the throat of the man in the bamboo hat, it exploded abruptly and disappeared without a trace.

The man in the bamboo hat took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Mr. Su for not killing me!"

There was a layer of cold sweat on his temples, neck, and back, which showed that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

"Lead the way."

Su Yi got up from the rattan chair, and called Qing Wan back into the soul-nourishing gourd by his waist.

Dragon Bridge Station.

A post station built on a remote mountain road. In front of the court is a huge courtyard. In the courtyard, there are five pavilions built of huge stones.

It was raining cats and dogs, and the night was dark.

At this time, in a huge three-story pavilion in the center, the lights are bright and warm.

The man in the bamboo hat took Su Yi, took advantage of the rain and night, walked into the post station, and went straight to the central pavilion.

Pushing open the door and entering, the heat wave hits the face, and the lanterns are lit, the red carpet is spread on the floor, and the incense burner is curling up.

In the huge hall, there is a long pear-blossom wooden table, on which there are delicious delicacies, melon and fruit snacks, all steaming.

The windy and rainy outside, but the luxurious and gorgeous scene inside the house, created a great sense of contrast.

Opposite the long table, sat a man wearing a feather crown and a feather coat, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a dignified demeanor.

On its shoulder lay a lazy black civet cat, its blue eyes glowed with a bewitching and frightening luster.

"My lord, Mr. Su is here."

The man in the bamboo hat bowed solemnly.

"It's none of your business here, go down."

The man in feather clothes smiled and nodded, then he stood up, raised his right hand, and said to Su Yi slightly:

"Wenzhou Wang Zhuo, I have met Mr. Su."

If you were any other warrior in the Great Zhou, when you heard the word "Wang Zhuo", you would immediately think of a series of dazzling titles.

One of the ten university palaces, the owner of the "Tianxing Xuegong", one of the "Ten Innate Martial Ancestors" of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the "King Qingxun" among the nine kings with foreign surnames

He has practiced since he was a child, and at the age of 14, he has stepped into the realm of a master, becoming the well-deserved leader among the disciples of the same generation in Tianyuan Academy.

He entered the Xiantian Wuzong at the age of 17, and in just ten years, he became one of the top ten Xiantian Wuzong of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and was commented by the Shifang Pavilion as "a dragon with a phoenix appearance, and a master of martial arts".

Until now, Wang Zhuo is 37 years old, and it has been 20 years since he stepped into the realm of Xiantian Wuzong.

No one knows how far this legendary martial artist has reached.

Of course, Su Yi didn't know this.

Even if he knew, he was destined not to care too much.

Facing Wang Zhuo's greeting, Su Yi only nodded, then sat on the seat on the side of the long table by himself, and said in a leisurely manner:

"Tell me, what are you going to do when you hold a banquet here and send someone to invite me?"

Wang Zhuo smiled slightly, and also took his seat, saying: "Young Master Su speaks quickly, and Wang will naturally not hide it. This time I invite you to come here, because I have a very big and happy event to discuss with you."

"happy event?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, "Go on."

With clear eyes, Wang Zhuo looked at Su Yi with a smile, and said, "Others are only greedy for the good fortune and secrets of the young master, but Wang values ​​you more, young master."

After a pause, he leaned forward slightly, and said sincerely, "That's why Wang specially held a banquet here, just to invite the young master to join Wang's power."

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ps: Thanks to "Lonely Life Orange" and other children's shoes for their monthly tickets

Naturally, I will try my best to make up the fifth watch today. As usual, the second watch is at 12:[-] noon.