Chapter 69: Immortal Escapes On the same day in the court, Emperor Yan issued an edict to enthrone the head of the Three Dukes of Daliang, Little Grandmaster Fengxue, as the Purple Robe of the Great Zhou and the Grand Eunuch, which caused an uproar in the court and the . Emperor Yan put the matter of conquering the three counties of the old Liang Dynasty and unifying the world on the agenda. He led the army in person and wished he could leave the imperial capital right away. The news reached Su Chen at this time. It's been half a day. Emperor Yan has left the imperial capital and led his troops to unify the world. Walking very fast. He was afraid that Su Chen would settle accounts with him. "I feel like the Flame Emperor is avoiding some danger. However, this palace is full of powerful people, making it the safest place in the world. There are also seven sects guarding it, and tens of thousands of practitioners entrenched here. Even the most powerful ones cannot come back. What kind of danger can there be..." "Master Xu." "What do you think?"
In the rain. Ye Xuan returned on horseback and looked at Su Chen who was repairing the wall, feeling a little dazed. He thought of the past. "Why choose me?" During the Jianwu period, faced with injustice, he spoke up for justice and tried to rescue others, but was framed by the very people he rescued. He went to jail. He was covered in wounds and dying, staring at the big red python robe that came from a thousand miles away, and the volume of practice method called the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art placed in his hand. "Why choose me!" He is still asking. The man in the bright red python robe stared at him for a moment, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant, not worth mentioning. "you are dead." "He might be sad." "I can't bear to see him sad, that's all." "I am going to die." "Take good care of him for me..." It was also that year. Liang was destroyed. Zhou Lin. He rose to prominence and took charge of the Western Factory.
He had many guesses about Mr. Xu from the pharmacy. Since they both had the surname Xu, maybe Mr. Xu was Mr. Xu’s biological son? But, it doesn’t seem like it. He checked his hometown and found Heiyuan, but couldn't find any connection with Mr. Xu. Dark clouds are rolling in. The rain is still falling. "He conquered the three counties. He wanted to unify the world, make the mountains and rivers flourish, and give birth to a master?" Su Chen put down the last blue brick and looked into the distance. He seemed to see the figure of Flame Emperor walking away in a panic. Death of a swordsman. The shock to this heroic lord was too great. So much so. He didn't even dare to stay in the palace. Dayu was torn apart. No more Grand Master will be born in this world. It has nothing to do with talent. It has something to do with the fortune of mountains and rivers. now. The world will be unified, a master will be born, and I'm afraid even bigger chaos is coming. "The unification of the world, then my great wish..." Su Chen was silent for a while. The story in the book, he just tried it out, and actually realized the heavenly sense and stepped into the first level... Searching here and there. He viewed all the secret collections of Zhou and Liang, swept through the Dengtian Tower, and asked about the Dayu Library. Unexpectedly, he finally found a first-class opportunity in an ordinary book. “Why did the wall collapse?” Seeing that Su Chen ignored him, Ye Xuan changed the subject. "It rained so hard that it was washed away." Su Chen wiped his hands, looked at the wall that was standing again, nodded with satisfaction, and then all he had to do was paint it again. "Can this rain knock down the walls?" "Did someone come to assassinate you while I was away?"
Ye Xuan’s eyes were fixed, his gray hair was flying, and there was a murderous look in his eyes. Mr. Xu. However, an ordinary eunuch has no cultivation, is weak and fragile, and cannot even tie a chicken. but, Dare to touch him. Just looking for death. Ba Hu, it’s time to clean up again. “No one was assassinated.” Su Chen said. But Ye Xuan didn't believe it. He was no longer the passionate and kind young eunuch. When it came to ruthlessness, he was no less than Zhang and Xu. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to sit firmly on the top seat of the Eight Tigers, not to mention the infamy of being the killer tiger. On this day, a bloody storm broke out in the Military Supervision Bureau. Eight tigers, many died. There is a damn. Some people died in vain. But, it has nothing to do with Su Chen anymore. night. The rain is still brewing in the clouds. After looking at the still sleeping Qingque, Su Chen patted the little turtle and said something. “Take care of the home.” The little turtle nodded seriously. I watched Su Chen open a bamboo umbrella and go out. After stepping out of the library. The tree beard surges. He transformed into the Black Lotus Saint, wearing an inky black robe, with cold eyes and a bamboo and wooden token hanging around his waist. Gained the ability to fuse souls and recall memories. It can be said that Su Chen is a living Black Lotus Saint. Even his martial arts and killing moves can be simulated. Sweeping across the Dengtian Tower, the name of Black Lotus became known to the world. Heiyuan also searched for him for a long time. Su Chen was ready to appear.
Out of the palace. The streets and alleys of the imperial city were quiet and empty. It is curfew now, time to sleep and dream. Follow the secret code instructions. He stopped in front of a shop and was silent for a while. It was the same shop selling perfume and soap. Here, he obtained Xu Ge's identity, took a sum of money, and buried Chen Ge. Why is it still here? Heiyuan, is this the only stronghold? dong dong. Su Chen knocked on the door. "Who?" "It's so late, and you're doing perfume business, please come back tomorrow." An old man, who looked like a manager, opened the door a crack with sleepy eyes, and was about to close the door again without even looking at who came. "You guys, aren't you looking for me?" "I'm here." Low voice, cold tone. Under the bamboo umbrella is the face of the Black Lotus Saint. This time. The old steward suddenly woke up. "Saint... Saint?" There are quite a few people from Heiyuan in the shop. A third-rank black-robed envoy wearing a black robe. There is a second-rank purple-robed guardian. There are also many demons and ghosts, third-grade Shuras, and second-grade demon generals, which are also quite numerous. Su Chen stepped into the courtyard. moment. These people were either standing in the attic or on the high walls. Some came to kowtow in ecstasy, some came with regret and murderous intent, and more were filled with shock and doubt. Among them, Su Chen also saw an acquaintance, a first-rank leader with white hair, withered skin, and leaning on a cane, looking somewhat like a human figure. Perhaps, it should be said that he was the former head of the sect.
At the end of the Jianwu period, a new leader and a saint were born in Heiyuan. Both of them were at the top of their class, with perfect true meaning and terrifyingly strong. Obviously. After Liang was destroyed. The world is almost unified. In the holy land, the evil immortal became anxious. "Are you really a saint?" "Why did she appear for a brief moment in Jianwu's tenth year and then disappear without a trace? Why did she become the top grade eight years later..." Someone asked. puff! He exploded into a bloody mist. "I do not need explanation for my actions." Su Chen withdrew his fingers indifferently. "One finger shooting star!" "This is the unique skill created by the Saint. No one else can do it. He is the Black Lotus Saint!" Some people exclaimed and bowed their heads in worship. They were all former subordinates of the former Black Lotus Saint. The saint is missing. When Liang was destroyed, the leader of the sect who was rescued during the chaos became the most powerful one and they were also incorporated into the organization. now. The Saint Returns. They also heard that the saint swept through the Ascension Tower alone and became the top one, so they wanted to return to the saint's command. This number is very small. There are only less than 30% of them present, and the strongest one is a second-grade demon general. "This behavior is truly like that of a saint." Others are also in the round. At this time. The white-haired and haggard leader limped out. "You want to fight me?" "Old Ghost Zhang, is your current body still qualified to use the Zhangliu Golden Body?"
Su Chen sneered. It was as if he really was the Black Lotus Saint. Unexpectedly. The white-haired leader bowed his head in worship. "Welcome back, Saint!" This time. No more suspense. The shop was filled with people kneeling. a long time. The others dispersed. The white-haired leader, limping on a cane, led Su Chen to the secret room in the basement of the shop, saying that they wanted to discuss matters. As soon as the door of the secret room was closed, the white-haired leader's attitude changed drastically and he sneered. "You are not Black Lotus." "Oh?" Su Chen didn't care. He is only a half-crippled first-grade warrior. He was no match for him in the past. Now, he is even less worth mentioning. He can be killed at will. "Dayu lasted for 500 years, Zhouliang for 300 years. Long before Dayu, there was the Black Abyss. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and the leaders and saints of all generations have fought to the death." "previous years." "Black Lotus has an extremely strong talent. On the altar, it devoured the talented blood of hundreds of other young men. It even has a chance to become a Grandmaster..." "Hey, I did something to him, using a demonic poison to eat away at his inner gate. Let alone reaching the pinnacle, he can't even reach the first level." "Also, if Black Lotus is of the first rank, I will be the first one to be killed!" "You didn't kill me." In the secret room, the white-haired leader kept sneering. In Daliang Prison, he had a broken arm and a limp leg, and his fighting power was almost crippled. I'm afraid he might not even be able to defeat a second-rank warrior. but, Facing the supreme combat power of Hei Lian, he was extremely calm, obviously he had his own support. "The Great Zhou swallowed up the Liang Dynasty. The Flame Emperor was ambitious and had plans to unify the world and make the mountains and rivers flourish." “Hei Yuan also took action after hearing the news. The ancestor shed a lot of blood and created two top-level statues at once. The number of followers increased by more than ten times.” "I heard that after you left, the sinful dragon in the Dengtian Tower died. After I kill the new generation of saints and the head of the church, how about I be the leader and jointly rule the Holy Church?" The white-haired leader, with a smiling face, just put his hand into his arms. The words are elegant.
Actually. He was just planning to take Su Chen in as his dog. "Not interested in." Su Chen was in the secret room, flipping through the books on the bookshelf and was shocked to find that they were all ancient books recording some strange stories. For example, a centenarian, upon death, turned into a snake and walked away. Also, there is a yellow-skinned fairy who blocks the road late at night and asks whether you are a fairy or a demon. There are also books on immortal arts. The Secret of Spring Breeze and Rain, the Complete Collection of Heaven-reaching Talismans, Palm Thunder Method, etc. Even the cultivation technique that the Great Zhou royal family obtained from the Great Yu has one, but unfortunately it is incomplete... "interesting." "Pity." "You need spiritual roots to understand and practice, and only one spiritual root may be born in a million." The text in the classics is extremely mysterious. They are obviously normal text, but after reading them for a long time, I feel dizzy and unable to recall any of the content. If one has no spiritual roots, it will be useless even if he has magic skills. "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink." "If you reject me, you won't be able to leave here tonight." Seeing that Su Chen didn't care about him at all and was reading a book instead, the white-haired leader became furious as if he had been humiliated. He took action. boom! He held out a token. "The top, so what?" "Immortal techniques are superior to human cultivation." "Although I am half disabled, with this immortal treasure, I can also have the combat power of the peak..." moment. In the secret room, there was a rotten stench. Three black-robed figures, some as hard as iron, some as swift as tigers, and some wielding greatswords, suddenly came towards Su Chen. "It happened in a hurry. I only had time to dig out three top skeletons from the imperial mausoleum for sacrifice. But killing you is easy." "If this corpse refining method was not so shocking, why would I cooperate with a fake saint like you?" "Hahaha! Die here." The white-haired leader laughed loudly, his eyes full of cruelty.
This treasure. When he was young and had not yet joined the Black Abyss, he accidentally walked into a market in the mountains and got it. It was like a dream. But it was not until recently that he figured out how to use this token. It can actually be used to sacrifice dead corpses and restore their fighting power to what it was like when they were alive. Chief, your breathing is a little heavy. Imperial mausoleum. Dig further. Maybe, we can dig out the master of Dayu. in this way. He has a master who can refine corpses, so he can go anywhere in the world. Why should he run around for the so-called ancestors? Bang bang bang! In the secret room, three top-level corpses were constantly colliding with Su Chen, and there was a tendency for them to force Su Chen into a corner. Su Chen tried it and found that it was actually at the top level. This refined corpse has a body as hard as black iron and is incredibly swift. It still retains some of its previous instincts and can even barely display its true intentions. One sword intent, two knife intents. All are of perfect standard. The true meaning of perfection is the highest level of excellence. This is simply appalling. Liang Shi. He had also encountered corpse-refining methods. In the hands of the little emperor. However, that refined corpse was only at the peak first grade level and was not as shocking as the three refined corpses in front of them. "It's still a real fairy treasure." Su Chen recognized the value of this token. This token is definitely not weak among the fairy treasures. Immortal road. It is above spiritual practice, and it is not just talk. "If you give in and let me plant a poisonous insect in you to control your mind, I can still spare your life." "after all." "The method of refining corpses cannot be shown to others. I still need you, the top master, as my signboard!"
The leader sneered, his ferocious face revealed. next moment. Su Chen took action. boom! A strong wind rose from his body, and in an instant, the three corpses were blasted away and smashed heavily into the wall, their bodies slightly twisted and deformed. "This is impossible!" "My top-level corpse, with the blessing of the Yin energy in the token, is even stronger than a normal top-level corpse. This is impossible!" The leader was so shocked that his eyes almost burst. No matter how strong a supreme being is, he will definitely defeat him. But the fake black lotus before him gave him the feeling that it was not the pinnacle at all, but more like the legendary master above the pinnacle. But, how is it possible! The fortune of the mountains and rivers has not yet come out, the immortal traces of the world have not been revealed, where can there be a master in this world! ! Who is this person in front of me? ! In fact. Su Chen is not a master, just a first-grade master. Even his grade is created by the four extreme realms, which makes him too strong. "This fairy treasure is good." "I want it." "As for you, you'd better die. Didn't you also say that if Black Lotus reaches the first level, the first person you will kill is you, Zhang Laogui." In a blink of an eye. The battle situation was overturned. Su Chen took a step and came in front of the leader. The feeling of oppression came. hum! The leader's eyes widened. "Grandmaster?!" "No, it's the first rank, but how can there be such a strong first rank in the world, comparable to the first rank of a grandmaster?" "Where on earth did you come from!?" The leader shouted, "Protect the token," and tried to run. In a trance. He returned to the battle in the library. The dignified first-rank leader of the Black Abyss, along with two other first-rank masters, were beaten to a pulp by a young boy who had just stepped on his internal organs, which created the other party's reputation as the world's number one little master of wind and snow. But he couldn't run away.
The door to the secret room opened. Under the gaze of the followers, Su Chen walked out carrying the old head of the white-haired leader and glanced around with cold eyes. "The Black Abyss has only one master." "Not the former leader." "Neither is he a new generation of leader or saint." "It's me, Black Lotus." "Do you still have any doubts?" moment. A huge crowd of people knelt down and worshipped. The three thousand demons and ghosts present, as well as the black-robed secret agents who had gathered together, all bowed to Su Chen and no longer had any doubts. He was cruel, arrogant, and domineering, and he even killed the leader of the sect. Who else could it be but their Black Lotus Saint? "The Holy Church of the Black Abyss saves all living beings. The saint has come to the world to save me from suffering!" Everyone present was shouting. It's not that it didn't attract the attention of the patrolling guards, but these guards could sense the atmosphere of this place from afar and didn't dare to meddle in other people's affairs. "By the way, where are the new generation of leaders and saints?" Su Chen raised his eyebrows and asked. "They went to the imperial mausoleum to retrieve the secret treasure." Someone answered. The words fell. boom! With a loud bang, black fog that covered the sky and the sun burst out from the mountains fifty miles away from the imperial city and rushed straight into the sky. Birds of fire soared into the sky, chasing a figure that was covered with corpse spots, had a green face and fangs, and did not look like a human. He was wearing tattered shrouds, laughing loudly, and wreaking havoc in the imperial city. "The immortals haven't arrived yet, it's wonderful." "It is not in vain that I, Ning Ye, gave up my status as a Qi-cultivating Immortal, transformed myself into a Yaksha ghost, sealed myself in an ice coffin, and survived these three hundred years." This corpse and this bird have such a strong aura. Even the former Emperor Jianwu was not so powerful! "Fairy?!" “This is a fairy!” In the yard, there was a purple-robed messenger who was exclaiming. Su Chen gazed into the distance. He knew very well that this direction was the direction of the Daliang Imperial Mausoleum.
Could it be that this top-grade Black Abyss figure dug through the imperial mausoleum and released these two powerful Qi-cultivating immortals? Qigong immortal. The weak ones are only at the first level, while the strong ones can easily kill the Grandmasters. The high-level Qi-training Immortals can even surpass the innate Grandmasters... Emperor Yan and Prince Jie both have spiritual roots and can barely be considered as cultivators, but they can barely fight against a first-rank cultivator. As for the Yaksha man in front of him, his strength is hard to say. But Su Chen felt that the flaming bird that came out of the underground imperial mausoleum could easily kill the Grandmaster... But these two are far inferior to that fairy whale... Tonight, the world, which was already undercurrents, is experiencing another wave of turmoil! Do not! It should be said that it set off a huge wave. Whether it was the old Liang or the Great Zhou, countless aristocratic families, the Jianghu and the government were all startled that night. They looked out from afar, awed by the giant flaming bird and the terrifying Yaksha ghost... "In the future, there will be more Qi-cultivating immortals who will escape from their predicament, because the arrival of the immortals in the world is coming..." "Hahaha!" “I wonder what expressions those powerful immortals who descended to the world would have when they met that supreme cultivator.” On the top of the Dengtian Tower, at the Dayu Library, there was a strange laugh, as if sympathizing with those immortals, and they met this ultimate cultivator. Normal immortals seize the fortune of heaven and earth, while immortals at the ultimate level seize the fortune of the immortals. Immortals are creation. otherwise. How can he be worthy of the title of the King of Immortality. (End of this chapter)