Su Yiwen Lingzhao

    The old blind man's attitude was abnormally serious.

    But he seemed worried that Su Yi's arrogant temperament would not listen, so he couldn't help but patiently explained:

    "You don't know that although Sword Master Xuanjun has passed away for many years, his prestige is still there. Some old fellows with great powers in the underworld have an invincible friendship with Sword Master Xuanjun."

    "If you are disrespectful to Sword Master Xuanjun in your words, you will most likely cause unnecessary trouble."

    He was sincere, from the bottom of his heart, and told him earnestly, "Even if my master is still alive, if I hear you say this, I will definitely be furious, because he is the most respectful of Xuanyuan. Sword Master Jun is also most disgusted by others commenting on Sword Master Xuan Jun at will."

    Su Yi's lips twitched imperceptibly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

    This old blind man is really blind!

    "Okay, rest."

    Su Yi was too lazy to say anything, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep soundly.

    The old blind man wanted to ask about the origins of the master and the apprentice, but he still held back.

    He lightly walked to the corner of the hall in the darkness, sat cross-legged, dazed.

    Tomorrow, he will return to the netherworld, but he doesn't know what year and month he will be able to avenge the master...

    Bhmadha is powerful.

    Just thinking about it makes people feel hopeless and helpless.

    "No matter what, with Master Su, at least there is still some hope."

    The old blind man muttered in his heart.

    Before, Su Yi didn't take Bhamma in his eyes at all, saying that if Bhamma dared to come to Netherworld, he would take it down with his own hands.

    No matter whether Su Yi can do it or not, just these words will give the old blind man great comfort.

    …

    The next morning.

    The sky in the Land of Immortals is still as dull as dusk.

    In front of the camp of Meng Po Hall.

    Nine sacrifices, Cui Jingyan and other strong men from Mengpo Hall have gathered together and are setting up a Taoist altar.

    Su Yi, the old blind man, the old man in Taoist robes, and the young man in white robes were all waiting on one side.

    Of course, Su Yi was sitting in a rattan chair waiting...

    "Friend Su."

    The old man in Taoist robe smiled and greeted.

    "Anything?" Su Yi asked.

    The old man in Taoist robe said with a smile: "It's nothing to talk about, I just want to chat with fellow Taoists before leaving this Cangqing Continent."

    Su Yi snorted and said, "Speak."

    This cold reaction, the white-robed boy frowned not far away.

    The old man in the Taoist robe didn't care and said with a smile: "During this time, my disciples and I traveled all over the Cangqing Continent, but we encountered some strange things."

    Su Yi didn't talk to him, just sat there lazily, drinking by himself.

    He knew that the old man in the Taoist robe would definitely continue.

    Sure enough, the next moment I saw the Taoist robe old man say slowly, "Among them, what surprised me the most was a small remote village in the Daliang Kingdom."

    "The Village?"

    The old blind man couldn't help but speak.

    A king was surprised by a small village, which undoubtedly means that this small village is definitely not simple!

    "Good."

                                       It's a spectacle on earth."

    However, a small village can gather auspiciousness, which is undoubtedly incredible.

    "Could it be that there is a great mystery hidden in this village?"

    The old blind man asks again.

    The old man in Taoist robe nodded and said, "My disciple and I went to the village in person, and we found that the courtyard where a pair of brothers and sisters depended on each other lived, above the lintel of the main house, There is a painting of calligraphy that can be called miraculous."

    Speaking of this, whether it is the old blind man or the strong men of Meng Po Palace, they have been aroused by curiosity, showing the color of listening.

    Su Yi suddenly opened his mouth and said, "You mean Caoxi Village?"

    Before the old man in Taoist robe could speak, his apprentice, the young man in white robe, said in amazement, "You also know that small village?"

    "No wonder then."

    Su Yi said to himself.

    He remembered the brothers and sisters Cao Ping and Cao An that he had met on the side of Fuxian Mountain, and also remembered the letter he left to the two brothers and sisters when he left.

    Seeing this, the old man in the Taoist robe was aroused curiosity and couldn't help but say, "Do you know the origin of that calligraphy, Fellow Daoist Su?"

    Everyone looked at Su Yi subconsciously.

    Su Yi smiled and asked, "If I say that the word was left by me, would you believe it?"

    The old man in Taoist robe was stunned for a moment.

    The boy in white robe laughed even more: "No one will believe it."

    The old blind man immediately frowned and said, "Why do you see it?"

    The boy in white robe quickly said: "That word involves the inheritance of a supreme edict, which is the secret of the first gate of the Great Wilderness, and the use of this edict requires an emperor. Just get out!"

    The remarks shocked everyone present, and they finally understood why a small village would attract the attention of emperors such as the old man in Taoist robe.

    The first gate of the Great Wilderness!

    The cultivators of the Cangqing Continent may not know, but who is present, who does not know how terrifying these forces are?

    And the secret that belongs to the first gate of the Great Wilderness has appeared in a small village on the Cangqing Continent. This is undoubtedly too incredible!

    Similarly, the words of the boy in white robe also prove that the words cannot be left by Su Yi!

    After all, Su Yi was only at the spiritual level, and to write that character, not only did he have to have the emperor's cultivation, but he also had to come from the first gate of the Great Wilderness.

    Thinking of this, Cui Jingyan raised her rosy lips slightly, and teased, "Young Master Su, it looks like the cowhide you bragged about was punctured."

    Su Yi smiled without explaining.

    That's why he asked the old man "Do you believe it?"

    Some truths are often regarded as absurd lies because of their different perceptions.

    If you try to explain it forcibly, it will only lead to more misunderstandings.

    Of course, apart from Cui Jingyan, no one dared to make fun of Su Yi, and only treated Su Yi's remarks as a joke.

    Soon, everyone was distracted.

    Only the old man in the Taoist robe, he hesitated. He realized that something was wrong, but he didn't know where to ask.

    "The teleportation altar has been successfully set up. Next, we just have to wait for the sect to receive it."

    Not far away, there is the sound of nine sacrifices.

    I saw a black Taoist altar with a range of three feet, standing in front of the nine sacrificial priests. The Taoist altar was octagonal and covered with different forbidden Taoist patterns.

    Seeing this, everyone's spirits are lifted.

    The old man in the Taoist robe couldn't help it any longer, and sent a voice transmission to Su Yi: "Fellow Daoist, I'm going to the Nether soon, I have a ruthless request, I don't know if I should say it or not."

    Su Yi glanced at the old man in the Taoist robe, and seemed to see through the other party's worries, and said, "Don't worry, I won't leak anything about you."

    He couldn't calm down.

    Because Su Yi's remarks completely confirmed an inference in his heart—

    Su Yi has indeed seen through their master and apprentice identities and what they are already doing!

    For a time, the old man in the Taoist robe couldn't help but wonder if the calligraphy that said "Peace is a blessing" in Caoxi Village was really left by Su Yi.

    At this time, Su Yi seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the sky.

    "Here it is."

    He muttered to himself.

    Boom!

    Almost at the same time, a dull thunderous roar suddenly came from the horizon.

    In front of the nine sacrificial priests, on the black Taoist altar with a range of three feet, a dense and bright pattern of forbidden Taoist patterns was reflected, intertwined in the void, and constantly wriggling.

     "Everyone, the boundary barrier to the Netherland is about to open, please be prepared!"

    Nine priests spoke in a deep voice.

    Visible to the naked eye, the originally wriggling Dao Pattern Forbidden Array suddenly burst into a terrifying space riot, and then built a vortex-like entrance.

    Gradually, this entrance was completely stabilized.

    "Everyone, please!"

    The nine priests looked at Su Yi, the old man in Taoist robe and others.

    "Wait."

    After Su Yi got up from the rattan chair, he suddenly took out a jade talisman. As he ran the road, the jade talisman suddenly glowed, and a ripple-like silver star appeared.

    Visible to the naked eye, from the teleportation altar, wisps of strange spatial fluctuations gushed into the jade talisman in Su Yi's hand like a swimming fish.

    The nine sacrificial priests immediately became nervous and said, "Fellow Daoist, who are you?"

    Su Yi said casually: "Make a mark of a space node, so that when you return to the Cangqing Continent in the future, you won't be able to find the path."

    Nine sacrifices, Cui Jingyan and the others couldn't help being surprised, they just felt that their heads were not enough.

    The mark of the space node can only be engraved by the emperor?

    They subconsciously looked at the old man in Taoist robe.

    The old man in the Taoist robe smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Su is using the space secret symbol as a reference and borrowing the power of the teleportation forbidden array. This method can be regarded as a clever creation."

    Everyone was stunned.

    Only the old man in the Taoist robe has complex eyes.

    Also, the space secret is a great treasure, where did Su Yi get it?

    All of this made the Taoist-robed old man more and more aware of the mystery of Su Yi, and he no longer dared to treat him as a spiritual monk in his heart.

    "Let's go."

    Soon, Su Yi put away the jade talisman and walked towards the teleportation platform.

    Others are entering.

    "When I return, I may have already stepped into the path of the profound way, and it will be a little tricky to come to this Cangqing Continent..."

    Su Yi thought to himself.

    Boom!

    The sky trembles and the runes flow.

    With a roar, the figures of Su Yi and others disappeared out of thin air.

    Then, the three-zhang-range teleportation altar seemed to have exhausted its strength, cracked silently, and turned into dust.

    The world returned to its former calm.

    This day is May 25th.

    In the splendid world of Cangqing Continent, Su Yi, who is like a myth in the world, set off for the Netherworld!

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    ps: This volume is over, and the second one will be a bit late at night, because a new volume is about to be opened, and the goldfish has to think about it~