Chapter 88: Will the Immortal come again? As early as the third year of Xuanlong, this battle should have started and it’s not too late. That night, there were sword lights shooting up into the sky, shining brightly on the earth and sky, and there were also sub-innate giant soldiers roaring, roaring over the mountains and rivers. Countless practitioners inside and outside the imperial city 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. "The path to immortality is not as good as the path to immortality in the human world. This is a well-known iron law from ancient times to the present." "not to mention." "This Fengxue Sword Immortal is only an acquired master, not a congenital one, while Emperor Jie is already a high-level Qi training immortal." "In Xuanlong's third year, Fengxue Sword Immortal still had hope. Now, he will definitely fail." Sima Kong narrated the story, seemingly sighing, but in fact his eyes revealed mockery, mocking the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal who came with a sword and was ignorant of his own life and death. "Sword Immortal Fengxue is too impatient." "Ugh."
"He's going to fall!" All the ancient masters agreed with Sima Kong's remarks. The practice in the human world is not as good as the path to heaven! This is an iron rule. No one can break it yet! soon. 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. "This……" What a powerful sword this is. A sword they had never seen before. The sword principles contained in it are not subtle, nor do they have the fusion of heaven and earth. Logically speaking, it should be far inferior to the pinnacle of Star-Burial Sword. They couldn't understand this sword. But, so strong! This sword is so powerful! What a powerful sword! It far exceeded the sub-innate realm and entered the innate realm. “Could it be that this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal has opened the gate of heaven, reached the end of his cultivation, and ascended to the innate realm?” Sima Kong couldn't believe it. how can that be! Even if Dayu has been a unified dynasty for 500 years, with majestic mountains and rivers, and great innate masters who have reached the end of their cultivation, there are only a handful of them... How old is the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal? Born in Tianwu year. He is only about forty years old, but he is so terrifying, soaring into the sky and entering the innate realm? "This sword should be innate!"
Another sub-innate opened his mouth heavily, his eyes filled with fanaticism. Looking at the sword, he glimpsed the extraordinary in it. pity. It’s just personal practice. Innate is the end. After the immortal arrives. 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. It’s just that these ancient masters don’t know. Su Chen is walking on a terrifying path to ascend to immortality, treating immortals as fish and plundering the immortals' fortune. In the future, Su Chen will only become more and more terrifying. Even in the era after the Immortal, he is still far from reaching the end of his cultivation... He was only of the first rank, and had not even entered the realm of Grandmaster. Cut through the heaven and earth with one sword! The sword light fell, and the sword light that shot up into the sky dissipated. This sword split the imperial palace in half, cut across the imperial city for thirty miles, and cut off the rivers and streams for a thousand miles outside the city, breaking them in half. The water in rivers, lakes and seas cannot erase the spirit in the sword, nor can it fill the gaps in the rivers. This sword is no longer a human sword! Su Chen seems to have really become a sword immortal from heaven... The sky was filled with snow and wind. The snow is very thick. The wind is also very cold. The three sub-innate armored giants, with all the murderous aura condensed into substance on their bodies, disappeared completely, and fell under the abyss between heaven and earth created by this sword, and were shattered into pieces. This sword also stood on Jie's body. "What is this sword called?" He is asking. under the moon. In the snow. On the broken city wall, Jie, his imperial robe torn into pieces, still stood with his back straight and his hands behind his back. 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. "Zangetsu!" "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." Su Chen came over with a sword in his hand, and he was telling a story.
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 an innate being. This was also something he had not expected. This second sword cuts the moon. So strong! but. The Xichen Sword is, after all, a divine weapon in the world. Its limit is to be able to carry the third realm and be as strong as a dragon. It is simply unable to carry the spirit of this sword. At this time, spider-web-like cracks had already appeared on the sword. Su Chen couldn't strike out the second time with the sword. The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger. The imperial palace had countless magnificent buildings and palaces, most of which had not been affected and were already covered with a thick layer of snow. it's very windy. The snow is very thick. It’s cold, too. The ice and snow, with waves of snow all over the sky, blocked the entire world, and even the master could not enter. People outside the battlefield cannot even get a glimpse of the battlefield. "Who wins in the end?" Outside the battlefield. There are many ancient masters and forces from all over the world, all gathered together, waiting for the outcome of this battle. Perhaps, Emperor Jie won. Maybe the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal won. perhaps…… 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... In the midst of ice and snow. In the battlefield. palace gate. Jie was laughing and he was admiring. “Zangetsu?” "Good name."
"But, you 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?" It was a fight that was different from what the outside world had speculated. The fight was so blood-thirsty that it turned into hundreds of rounds in an instant. At this moment. The most enchanting Qi-cultivating Immortal of this era was chatting with the world's best sword-cultivating Wind and Snow Immortal like old friends. "The world was divided into Zhou and Liang. There had been constant conflict for three hundred years. The two emperors, Xuanlong and Yan, ruled the world, and turned the conflict into a blood feud..." "In just three years, no, including your tenure, it's nine years in total, and the contradictions have accumulated to a climax." "The dynasty's three hundred year cycle!" "It's time to let the conflict break out, reshuffle the cards, and go back to the starting point." "Only in this way can we have a truly unified dynasty, a peaceful world, and the well-being of all people!" This is Su Chen's idea. Do not break or stand. 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 is the first-class ritual, the common people’s wish, the only solution! otherwise. Whether you support Zhou or Liang, the end result is that the people will still suffer! The people's wishes will never end. "The three-hundred-year cycle of dynasties." "That's new." "However, the people of Liang will suffer. The old Zhou has been lurking in the bitter cold land for six years. This is another catastrophe for the people." "What if the new emperor is unkind?" Jie asked. "Then change the emperor." Su Chen answered. "What should we do if the emperor has not been able to ensure the well-being of the people of the world? Keep killing him?" "You have to protect the people, but you can't use any of the methods to prolong life. The human life span is 100 years, and you only have 50 years left. Is it worth it?" Jie is still asking. "..." Su Chen remained silent. He doesn't need to prolong his life, he is immortal, this is the biggest secret. Otherwise, there will be unrest in the world.
Even the three top immortals and the group of immortals in the tomb are looking for him all over the world. That was the fate of the fairy whale. In this world, people live for a hundred years. Even if demons gain longevity by eating humans, or immortals have methods to prolong life, they all have too many disadvantages and will eventually come to an end. compare to. A first-class ceremony, the wish of all people. Ascend to the highest realm. Although it was also shocking and shook the world, compared with immortality, it seems insignificant. "And you." "Is this all you have? Don't tell me you don't have the Ten Ultimate Immortal Techniques..." Su Chen changed the subject. There is a saying that immortal arts are divided into three levels and two categories. The third level is ordinary immortal arts, advanced immortal arts, and ten ultimate immortal arts. The second level is immortal arts and ten ultimate immortal arts. When the immortal arts are cultivated to perfection and condensed into art crystals, it becomes a high-level immortal art. The Ten Ultimate Immortal Arts will always be the Ten Ultimate Immortal Arts. "It has already been used." "This is my Ten Ultimate Immortal Techniques, weapons and armor as heavy as a mountain." The corners of Jie's mouth were bleeding, staining his bright yellow dragon robe red, and his glass-like eyes were also dim. Ever since Crown Prince Jie became Emperor Jie, he has been looking forward to this day. He was wondering how to bury the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal whom he had always admired. It was a grand funeral, buried in that green hill. Or buried in that library. just. did not expect. He was the last person to be buried. "I, this immortal path to heaven, is one level stronger than yours, but I can't defeat you, a cultivator on earth..." Jie, dying soon. Blood was constantly flowing out of all seven orifices. He is laughing. He is worthy of being called the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal.
When he was young, he had always admired this person and wanted to be his friend! He was indeed the immortal in the world of chaos and youth. Only he, with his amazing talent, could use his cultivation in the mortal world to cut him off from the path to immortality. He had no resentment, only regret. Regret. In the library. That night. If he could step back and no longer aspire to reach the top of the immortal path, would everything be different? That way. The greenbird will not die. 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. perhaps. At that time, he would sit with him under the hibiscus tree, drink Bairu wine, talk about everything, and become close friends as they wished. Just like Zhang Gui and Xu Han. "Qingque, I didn't kill him." "Checkmate." "I don't want you to misunderstand me again..." "do you know?" "Only when I was dying did I realize that the biggest regret in my life was not reaching the top of the immortal road, but you..." Jie sat in the snow, his voice growing fainter and fainter. The glass eyes are no longer colorful. he died. 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. Su Chen remained silent for even longer. The wind and snow fell on his body, piling up into a thick layer of snow, but he did not move. In a trance. He seemed to have returned to the ruined temple. When I first met the boy. The prince with sword-like eyebrows pretended to be blind and disabled, and tried his best to hide his extraordinary talent and his terrifying strength that was comparable to that of a first-class emperor, and came to the imperial capital.
He is ambitious. He wants to become emperor. He wants to reach the top of the immortal road. 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. pity. Good luck tricks people. Finally, he met him. "It doesn't matter anymore." "Nothing matters anymore." 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. Seeds of flowers and plants fell into Su Chen's palm. The energy of immortality gushed out. moment. There are thousands of trees and flowers that continue to bloom, breaking this world of ice and snow, and even sweeping across the imperial palace and the imperial city of hundreds of miles. The immortal energy that he was reluctant to use, at this moment, surged out and turned into a beautiful scene like the arrival of spring. "Emperor Jie wins!" "really." "The cultivation in the human world cannot compare to the path to heaven!" "The Wind and Snow Sword Immortal has died!" Everyone in the imperial city was shocked. They all thought that the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal had been defeated. This was the beginning of the immortal magic that was about to break through the world of wind and snow. I don't know. Jie is dead. "I don't know what kind of flowers and plants you like, but I will make all of them bloom!" "There are many flowers and plants, and there is always one that you prefer." Su Chen carried Jie on his back, merged with the heaven and earth, and walked forward step by step. Wherever he passed, there was snow and wind, and there was also vitality, with thousands of trees and flowers in bloom. He was silent. Stepped out of the imperial city.
Walked into the river. I came all the way to the top of the green mountain that 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 a hibiscus tree that was blooming and swaying in the wind. "Nothing to regret." "You are my best friend." "Let me bury you..." "I think." "If, in this battle, I die in your hands, you will treat me the same way..." Su Chen said gently. 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. In front of the grave, Su Chen planted an orchid for him. Outside the imperial city. Finally, an ancient master couldn't hold back any longer, and relying on his master's level, he rushed into the violent snowstorm. He, died. There was no one in the world of wind and snow, no Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, and no Emperor Jie, but the chasm between heaven and earth created by the sword, leaving behind an aftertaste, caused the death of a master who had trespassed. 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 and ice. They fell silent. The outcome of this battle was beyond their imagination. A high-level Qi-cultivating immortal, with ten unique immortal arts in his hands and not inferior to his innate ability, was finally defeated by a human being who had practiced for forty years, no, more than thirty years. The immortal road to heaven fights against the practitioners in the human world. One level higher. At last. It turned out that the immortal was defeated. "wrong!" "It is absolutely impossible for him to follow 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!" "Look, this gap between heaven and earth, doesn't it look familiar? Eight hundred years ago, someone also struck a chasm with his sword, creating a gap between heaven and earth..." There was an ancient master, screaming in fear. this moment. The masters were terrified and in a trance.
Yes. It is an iron rule that cultivation in the human world cannot compete with the path to heaven! There is absolutely no way that this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal could have cultivated in the human world. In a trance. In their eyes, this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal seemed to overlap with the terrifying Dayu Sword Immortal who wielded a sword across the world eight hundred years ago, whose sword energy swept across the nine provinces and whose sword could travel eight hundred miles. “That makes sense.” "It turns out to be this existence..." The ancient masters were no longer disrespectful, and their eyes were filled with panic and fear. There was only one person, sitting on a big wine gourd, looking into the distance, looking at the ancient masters with a sneer. "Others haven't seen the sword madman, but I have." "This kid is not that sword madman!" "No matter how crazy Sword Madman is, he would not 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 is different. Not only has he been contaminated, but he has also been fine and not crazy. In this respect, even Sword Madman is not as good as him." "However, the charm of this sword is indeed somewhat similar to that of the Sword Madman, but its sharpness is stronger than that of the Sword Madman..." "There are evildoers in this era, too." After Yu Le finished speaking, his stomach rumbled with hunger, so he rode on his big wine gourd and staggered away. It's time for dinner. It's time to eat. "The dynasty is falling, and the world is about to be in chaos." "Is the Immortal... coming again?" Su Chen looked at the imperial city from afar. moment. got windy. The world is about to fall into real chaos. (End of this chapter)
