The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The fourth day of April.

For ordinary people in Dazhou, it is an ordinary day.

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

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

There were already turbulent waves in the darkness.

Murder is everywhere!

Water chestnut ridge.

It is located in a deep mountain about a hundred miles away from Gunzhou City. It is named after its shape like a water chestnut.

The mountains and rocks above it are steep and inaccessible.

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

The gate of the temple collapsed and decayed, the interior was covered with cobwebs and dust, and the clay sculptures dedicated to the Earth God had long since collapsed into stones.

It's approaching evening.

Slanting wind and drizzle, heavy mist.

From the winding and steep mountain road, a young man in green robe holding an oil-paper umbrella walked up, as if he were strolling in a leisurely garden, with a leisurely demeanor.

It was Su Yi.

Starting from Gunzhou City in the early morning, he walked all the way through the mountains and rivers, barely taking any rest along the way. Until now, he only felt hungry.

Arriving in front of the dilapidated earth temple, Su Yi raised his eyes to look at the sky and decided to take a rest here.

After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and patted the soul-nurturing gourd beside his waist, and said, Qingwan.

The soul-nurturing gourd blew out a wisp of white smoke, and in the mist, a woman in a blood-red dress came out of thin air.

What are the instructions from the Immortal Master?

The girl is beautiful and cute, with big and timid eyes.

Compared with before, the aura on Qingwan's body was no different from that of a normal human being. Her figure was delicate and graceful, her skin was as clear as white jade, her voice was soft, sweet, and beautiful.

Go catch some game, and remember not to go too far.

Su Yi ordered.

Um!

Qingwan quickly agreed.

Her pretty figure flashed before turning into a red light and disappearing into the rain.

Su Yi put away his umbrella, pushed open the door and walked into the Earth Temple. Then he took out a wicker chair, lay down comfortably in it, and took out a map to study it.

There are two thousand miles between Gunzhou City and Yujing City. In addition to rolling mountains, there are also mighty rivers, deserts, and large lakes on the road...

Of course, there are many more cities.

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

However, Su Yi was not in a hurry.

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

When the time comes, we will go to Baosha Demon Mountain to explore, and then set off for Yujing City.

According to my schedule, we can reach the Golden Willow City in less than five days.

Su Yi secretly said.

Baosha Demon Mountain is located on the formation route he planned this time. After passing Baosha Demon Mountain, you can reach Baizhou.

Baizhou is the capital city adjacent to Yujing City. Once 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 sip after another.

The sky was getting darker, but the drizzle showed signs of getting heavier. The raindrops hit the damaged temple tiles, making a pitter-pattering sound.

Barren mountains, ruined temples, rainy days in the evening, the world is dark.

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

But my stomach is getting hungrier and hungrier...

He couldn't help but frown slightly. This girl Qingwan already had power comparable to that of a master. Why did it take so long to catch some game?

At this moment, a red shadow floated in.

It was Qingwan, holding a huge golden python in her hand, and stammered: Master Immortal, I have kept you waiting for a long time.

Su Yi asked: Why did it take 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 seemed very kind. Wan'er couldn't do anything, so she kept looking for the right ones. I finally found this python...

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

Qingwan quickly explained: Well... Wan'er didn't kill it. The python was killed by a goshawk. Wan'er chased away the goshawk and brought the python back.

Su Yi: ...

I have seen kind people, but I have never seen such kind people. How can any cultivator refrain from killing?

It's really hard for you.

Su Yi shook his head and started to work.

Not long after, a bonfire burned fiercely, and the golden python was chopped into pieces, strung together, and roasted on the bonfire.

Qingwan carefully squatted on one side, watching Su Yi grilling meat skillfully, with a look of tranquility on her brows.

Eat?

Soon, Su Yi picked up a skewer of roasted snake meat that was brown and oily, and asked Qingwan.

Qingwan quickly shook her head.

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

I have to say that eating fresh roasted snake meat on this rainy night in the barren mountains has a unique taste.

Wow~~

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

The sky is getting darker.

Su Yi had eaten and drank enough. Seeing such weather, he couldn't help frowning, and was thinking about whether to travel all night.

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

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

The figure of this man was extremely tall, giving people a sense of oppression. The raindrops all over his body could not wash away the chilling and iron-blooded aura that filled his body.

As soon as the man in the bamboo hat came in, he cupped his fists and saluted Su Yi, Master Su, my master is hosting a banquet at the 'Longqiao Station' twenty miles away from here, and I have been specially sent to invite you there!

His voice was deep and dull, like thunder, which made the tiles in the ruined temple tremble slightly.

In the wicker chair, Su Yi said calmly: Who is your master?

The man in the bamboo hat kept his posture of clasping his fists in greeting, and said in a deep voice: We will know when the young master arrives.

Su Yi made a sound and said: Deep in the mountains and wilderness, the rain is pouring, but your master is able to let you find me in this ruined temple, and even arranges a banquet in advance. You are quite capable.

The man in the bamboo hat said solemnly: Master, if you accept the invitation, 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, he will no longer be afraid of coming to the banquet.

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

Su Yi raised his eyebrows: Which two?

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

Either he will be killed by Mr. Su, or he will be killed by my family.

laugh!

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

The man in the bamboo hat suddenly shrank like a needle, but he stood there motionless.

When the sword energy reached an inch of the man in the hat's throat, it exploded suddenly 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.

Lead the way.

Su Yi stood up from the wicker chair and called Qingwan back into the soul-nurturing gourd beside her waist.

…

Longqiaoyi.

A post station built on a remote mountain road. In front of the courtyard is a huge courtyard. In the courtyard are five pavilions made of huge stones standing at random.

It was raining heavily and the night was gloomy.

At this time, a huge three-story pavilion in the center was brightly lit and filled with warmth.

The man in the bamboo hat took Su Yi, taking advantage of the rainy night, walked into the inn, and went straight to the central pavilion.

When you push the door open and enter, you will be hit by a wave of heat. You will see the lanterns lit, the red carpet spread on the floor, and the incense burner curling up.

In the huge hall, there is a long pear wood table. On the table, there are delicacies, fruits and snacks, all steaming.

It was windy and rainy outside, but inside the house was a luxurious and gorgeous scene, creating a great sense of contrast.

Opposite the long table sat a man, wearing a feather crown and feather coat, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic manner.

On its shoulder, there was a lazy black civet cat lying, its blue eyes glowing with an enchanting luster.

Sir, Mr. Su is here.

The man in a bamboo hat bowed solemnly.

It has nothing to do with you here, go down.

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

Wang Zhuo of Wenzhou has met Mr. Su.

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

The master of the Tianxing Academy, one of the ten academic palaces, one of the Top Ten Innate Martial Sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, King Qingxun among the nine kings with foreign surnames...

He has been practicing since childhood. At the age of only fourteen, he entered the realm of master and became the well-deserved leader among the disciples of his generation in Tianyuan Academy.

He entered the Xiantian Wuzong at the age of seventeen. In just ten years, he ranked among the top ten Xiantian Wuzong in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was praised by Shifang Pavilion as dragon and phoenix, with extraordinary talent in martial arts.

Until now, Wang Zhuo is thirty-seven years old, and it has been twenty years since he set foot in the realm of Xiantian Wuzong.

No one knows how far this legendary martial arts master 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 just nodded, then sat on the seat on one side of the long table, and said in a casual manner:

Tell me, what are you planning to do by hosting a banquet here and sending someone to invite me?

Wang Zhuo smiled slightly, sat down as well, and said: Master Su is quick to talk, and Wang will naturally not be secretive. I invite you here this time because I have a big happy event to discuss with you.

happy event?

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, You continue.

Wang Zhuo's eyes were clear, he looked at Su Yi with a smile, and said: Others only covet the good fortune and secrets of the young master, but Wang values ​​​​the young master more than you.

After a pause, he leaned forward slightly and said with a sincere expression, That's why Wang deliberately held a banquet here just to invite the young master to join Wang's force.

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Naturally, I will try my best to make up for the fifth update today. As per the old rules, the second update will be at 12 noon.