Chapter 1758
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Qingxia Mountain.
The place where Wanjian Xianzong is entrenched has the reputation of the first cave in Wenzhou.
In the early morning, a group of outer disciples on duty were stationed at the mountain gate, all with swords around their waists, full of energy.
Su Yi stepped forward from a distance.
Shrinking the ground into an inch, within a few steps, he has reached the front of the mountain gate.
Su Yi's figure was clearly in front of him, but the outer disciples guarding the mountain gate were unaware.
Whoa!
At the gate of the mountain, there is a pond surrounded by stone fences.
When Su Yi arrived, the water surface of the pond suddenly churned, and the head of a huge beast like a hill popped out.
The eyes of this fierce beast were golden, like lanterns, with a single horn on its head.
A terrifying ferocity also spread out.
True spirit beast - Xiezhi!
The guardian spirit of Wanjian Xianzong.
Before the Immortal Fallen Era, it was guarded at the mountain gate.
This beast has innate innate supernatural powers, can see into the false, and see through all the cover and disguise, which is extremely miraculous.
When its head popped out, a pair of golden eyes looked at Su Yi for a moment.
"Shh!"
Su Yi raised a finger and put it between his lips.
The divine beast Xiezhi was stunned, as if his dignity was being challenged, and an uncontrollable anger appeared in his golden eyes.
But the next moment, it suddenly froze.
When I saw Su Yi's palm, a picture emerged——
In the picture, a man in a black robe, holding a baby-sized Xiezhi cub in his arms, slowly put it into a pond.
After doing this, the black-robed man said with a smile: "Little thing, you can show Lao Xu the mountain gate. I will come back to see you when there is a chance in the future."
In the pond, the cubs of Xiezhi were playing happily, and when they came back to their senses, the man in the black robe had disappeared.
The scene in the picture came to an abrupt end here.
And witnessing this scene, the Xiezhi with its huge head sticking out in the pond was dumbfounded, and his eyes gradually turned red.
Su Yi smiled and said, "Little thing, I'll see you when I'm done."
After all, he stepped into the gate of Qingxia Shenshan.
Whoa!
The pond was tumbling, and Xie Zhi shook his head, as if he was so excited that he wanted to say something, but he finally held back.
The disciples who were guarding the mountain gate were all alarmed, and they all looked at Xiezhi, their eyes full of surprise.
"Ancestor, could it be that you noticed something?"
A disciple spoke respectfully.
Xie Zhi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of water bubbles, closed his eyes arrogantly, and slowly sank his head into the pond, not bothering to pay attention to those little guys.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate looked at each other.
From the beginning to the end, no one noticed that there was already a person, walking into the mountain gate covered with heavy killing formations like a stroll in the courtyard!
Walking into the Qingxia Sacred Mountain, Su Yi revisited the tour as he always did, walking forward along a stone road winding between the mountains.
There are thirty-six peaks in Qingxia Sacred Mountain, like a halberd emptied up.
The peaks are connected by white jade bridges.
The core of Wanjian Xianzong is located above the central main peak.
Su Yi walked over there.
Along the way, you can see the clouds steaming and the clouds, the flying springs and waterfalls, and the picturesque scenery everywhere, just like the pure land outside the world.
Occasionally, in the void, sword cultivators could be seen roaring past with an escaping light. There were men and women, all of them were immortals with extraordinary equipment.
On the way Su Yi walked, he also met many descendants of Wanjian Xianzong.
But no matter what kind of cultivation base, he regarded Su Yi like air, and he didn't even notice it at all.
Even if you are close at hand and pass by, you will not notice it!
When passing by a dojo, Su Yi suddenly stopped.
Inside the dojo, stood thousands of teenagers and girls in their teens, wearing robes that only outside disciples had, listening to a middle-aged preacher with a beard.
"Sword Cultivator, what you cultivate is kendo, and what you practice is your state of mind!"
"Before you become a real sword cultivator, you must first ask yourself, why do you want to embark on the road of sword cultivating!"
"This is called questioning your true heart! It seems simple, but you will understand in the future that this first step will determine how far you can go in swordsmanship in the future!"
The bearded middle-aged man looked stern, and his voice was like a golden horse, resounding in all directions.
Those boys and girls all listened with bated breath.
Su Yi smiled.
Indeed, if you want to become a real sword cultivator, you must first ask your true heart!
Seeing those boys and girls bathed in the morning light and listening to teachings, Su Yi suddenly remembered every previous life when he first embarked on the road of sword cultivation.
After a while, he shook his head and was about to leave.
Suddenly, the bearded middle-aged man said solemnly, "My Wanjian Immortal Sect was one of the four major sword sects in the immortal world long before the age of immortality.
"In addition, in our sect, there is a sword tablet that all swordsmen in the world yearn for!"
"You must have heard that the sword tablet was left by Emperor Yongye, and it is engraved with the inheritance of thirteen supreme swordsmanship!"
When it came to this, all the young and young girls present showed a look of longing and anticipation.
The "Sword Stele" of Wanjian Xianzong is indeed famous all over the world, and it is the highest kendo treasure house in the eyes of swordsmen in the world!
Long before they worshipped the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, they had heard countless conversations from their elders!
It is precisely because of this sword tablet that in the past countless years, all those who are determined to set foot on the road of kendo will come from all over the world, in order to be able to worship the Wanjian Xianzong to practice and see the mystery of the sword tablet. !
A young man couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask Elder Chuan Gong, when will we be able to comprehend the mystery of that sword tablet?"
Everyone else pricked up their ears.
The bearded middle-aged man smiled slightly.
He had expected this to happen.
In the long years of the past, he has taught many little guys who have just joined the sect. As long as he talks about the sword monument left by Emperor Yongye, it will inevitably attract countless amazement and curiosity.
"The Tao cannot be passed on lightly, the strength is not enough, and there is no way to understand it at all. When you are qualified to become the core disciples of the sect, you will naturally have the opportunity to understand the inheritance of swordsmanship on the sword monument!"
The bearded middle-aged man said, with a hint of emotion on his brows, "I have practiced in the sect for more than 8,900 years, and I have only practiced in front of the sword monument three times. Each time, my knowledge of swordsmanship has improved rapidly. Great benefit.”
There was an uproar in the field.
Su Yi had already turned away quietly.
He suddenly realized something.
There may be some kind of change in the Wanjian Xianzong, but most of the people in this Wanjian Xianzong are still in the dark.
They are destined to not know that they are the reincarnation of Emperor Yongye.
In the same way, the reason for the destruction of the Biqi Spiritual Clan is probably only known to the old guys from Wanjian Xianzong.
This can be seen from the words that the bearded middle-aged man said about the sword monument.
In Wanjian Xianzong, most people have special feelings for that sword monument, and they admire Emperor Yongye even more!
If they had known earlier that they were the reincarnation of Wang Ye, and their sect had dispatched Immortal Kings to hunt them down, how could they dare to talk about these things openly?
"Fortunately, there may be a problem with Wanjian Xianzong, but it is far from hopeless."
Su Yi secretly said.
He was finally in a better mood.
If Wanjian Xianzong is completely rotten, he can't really say today that he will start killing.
Just thinking about it like this, Su Yi has followed the winding mountain road, crossed a white jade bridge that passes through the sky, and came to the mid-mountain of the central main peak.
The first thing that catches the eye is a magnificent ancient dojo.
It is paved with gray-blue boulders and has a range of 10,000 zhang.
In the center of the dojo, stands a sword monument that is a thousand feet high!
The whole body of the sword tablet is black, like a divine sword standing in the sky. Under the morning light, it glows with a mysterious and illusory luster.
That is the sword monument that the swordsmen of the world have longed for in the years since ancient times!
It was built by Wang Ye himself back then, and thirteen swordsmen were engraved with the highest inheritance. Since then, this sword tablet has also become one of the treasures of Wanjian Xianzong! !
Su Yi put his hands on his back and squinted his eyes to look at the sword monument. Some pictures from his previous life suddenly came to his mind like watching flowers on a horse.
At that time, Wang Ye, Sword Sovereign Nine Heavens, overwhelmed the world, like the supreme ruler of the immortal world, making everyone of the same generation in the world eclipsed!
At that time, the illusory world was still there, and the two used to drink happily under the sword monument, pointing the country.
Unfortunately, times have changed, and the sea has changed.
The era of the past has long since ended and withered, and it has become a wave in the long river of history. Today's fairyland has already changed the world, and things are different.
"Who are you, why didn't you come by yourself?"
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.
Under the sword monument in the distance, a skinny old man stood up, his eyes like sharp swords, and looked at Su Yi from a distance.
As soon as he arrived, he was noticed, and Su Yi was not surprised.
He kept his breath and concealed his whereabouts all the way. He had come to the core hinterland of Wanjian Xianzong. If no one noticed his whereabouts, it would also appear that Wanjian Xianzong was too unbearable.
In fact, the power of the forbidden formation covered by this central main peak is completely different from when Su Yi came here, and it has obviously been re-arranged.
Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible to sneak in without knowing it.
"Go and tell you the headmaster, just say I'm here, just to ask for an explanation."
Su Yi walked into the dojo with a calm tone, "If he doesn't come to see me during the tea time, I will kill him all the way to the top of this mountain from here."
The skinny old man's face suddenly changed, as if in disbelief.
He looked Su Yi up and down for a moment, took a deep breath, suppressed the suspicion and murderous intent in his heart, and said, "Dare to ask your Excellency's name?"
Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said, "Su Yi."
Two words lightly.
But it fell into the ears of the skinny old man, but it was like a thunderbolt, which made him froze all over, and his back was cold.
It was this guy!
He has sneaked into the core of their Wanjian Xianzong without knowing it! !
What is he doing here?
Do you want revenge?
For a time, the skinny old man's expression changed and his thoughts were full of thoughts.
Su Yi glanced at this person and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately until I get the answer, go ahead."
"Please wait, Your Excellency."
The skinny old man took a deep breath and walked away.
Su Yi came to the sword monument on his own and stared quietly.
The morning light poured down, pulling his lonely figure into a long shadow on the ground.
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Qingxia Mountain.
The place where Wanjian Xianzong is entrenched has the reputation of the first cave in Wenzhou.
In the early morning, a group of outer disciples on duty were stationed at the mountain gate, all with swords around their waists, full of energy.
Su Yi stepped forward from a distance.
Shrinking the ground into an inch, within a few steps, he has reached the front of the mountain gate.
Su Yi's figure was clearly in front of him, but the outer disciples guarding the mountain gate were unaware.
Whoa!
At the gate of the mountain, there is a pond surrounded by stone fences.
When Su Yi arrived, the water surface of the pond suddenly churned, and the head of a huge beast like a hill popped out.
The eyes of this fierce beast were golden, like lanterns, with a single horn on its head.
A terrifying ferocity also spread out.
True spirit beast - Xiezhi!
The guardian spirit of Wanjian Xianzong.
Before the Immortal Fallen Era, it was guarded at the mountain gate.
This beast has innate innate supernatural powers, can see into the false, and see through all the cover and disguise, which is extremely miraculous.
When its head popped out, a pair of golden eyes looked at Su Yi for a moment.
"Shh!"
Su Yi raised a finger and put it between his lips.
The divine beast Xiezhi was stunned, as if his dignity was being challenged, and an uncontrollable anger appeared in his golden eyes.
But the next moment, it suddenly froze.
When I saw Su Yi's palm, a picture emerged——
In the picture, a man in a black robe, holding a baby-sized Xiezhi cub in his arms, slowly put it into a pond.
After doing this, the black-robed man said with a smile: "Little thing, you can show Lao Xu the mountain gate. I will come back to see you when there is a chance in the future."
In the pond, the cubs of Xiezhi were playing happily, and when they came back to their senses, the man in the black robe had disappeared.
The scene in the picture came to an abrupt end here.
And witnessing this scene, the Xiezhi with its huge head sticking out in the pond was dumbfounded, and his eyes gradually turned red.
Su Yi smiled and said, "Little thing, I'll see you when I'm done."
After all, he stepped into the gate of Qingxia Shenshan.
Whoa!
The pond was tumbling, and Xie Zhi shook his head, as if he was so excited that he wanted to say something, but he finally held back.
The disciples who were guarding the mountain gate were all alarmed, and they all looked at Xiezhi, their eyes full of surprise.
"Ancestor, could it be that you noticed something?"
A disciple spoke respectfully.
Xie Zhi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of water bubbles, closed his eyes arrogantly, and slowly sank his head into the pond, not bothering to pay attention to those little guys.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate looked at each other.
From the beginning to the end, no one noticed that there was already a person, walking into the mountain gate covered with heavy killing formations like a stroll in the courtyard!
Walking into the Qingxia Sacred Mountain, Su Yi revisited the tour as he always did, walking forward along a stone road winding between the mountains.
There are thirty-six peaks in Qingxia Sacred Mountain, like a halberd emptied up.
The peaks are connected by white jade bridges.
The core of Wanjian Xianzong is located above the central main peak.
Su Yi walked over there.
Along the way, you can see the clouds steaming and the clouds, the flying springs and waterfalls, and the picturesque scenery everywhere, just like the pure land outside the world.
Occasionally, in the void, sword cultivators could be seen roaring past with an escaping light. There were men and women, all of them were immortals with extraordinary equipment.
On the way Su Yi walked, he also met many descendants of Wanjian Xianzong.
But no matter what kind of cultivation base, he regarded Su Yi like air, and he didn't even notice it at all.
Even if you are close at hand and pass by, you will not notice it!
When passing by a dojo, Su Yi suddenly stopped.
Inside the dojo, stood thousands of teenagers and girls in their teens, wearing robes that only outside disciples had, listening to a middle-aged preacher with a beard.
"Sword Cultivator, what you cultivate is kendo, and what you practice is your state of mind!"
"Before you become a real sword cultivator, you must first ask yourself, why do you want to embark on the road of sword cultivating!"
"This is called questioning your true heart! It seems simple, but you will understand in the future that this first step will determine how far you can go in swordsmanship in the future!"
The bearded middle-aged man looked stern, and his voice was like a golden horse, resounding in all directions.
Those boys and girls all listened with bated breath.
Su Yi smiled.
Indeed, if you want to become a real sword cultivator, you must first ask your true heart!
Seeing those boys and girls bathed in the morning light and listening to teachings, Su Yi suddenly remembered every previous life when he first embarked on the road of sword cultivation.
After a while, he shook his head and was about to leave.
Suddenly, the bearded middle-aged man said solemnly, "My Wanjian Immortal Sect was one of the four major sword sects in the immortal world long before the age of immortality.
"In addition, in our sect, there is a sword tablet that all swordsmen in the world yearn for!"
"You must have heard that the sword tablet was left by Emperor Yongye, and it is engraved with the inheritance of thirteen supreme swordsmanship!"
When it came to this, all the young and young girls present showed a look of longing and anticipation.
The "Sword Stele" of Wanjian Xianzong is indeed famous all over the world, and it is the highest kendo treasure house in the eyes of swordsmen in the world!
Long before they worshipped the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, they had heard countless conversations from their elders!
It is precisely because of this sword tablet that in the past countless years, all those who are determined to set foot on the road of kendo will come from all over the world, in order to be able to worship the Wanjian Xianzong to practice and see the mystery of the sword tablet. !
A young man couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask Elder Chuan Gong, when will we be able to comprehend the mystery of that sword tablet?"
Everyone else pricked up their ears.
The bearded middle-aged man smiled slightly.
He had expected this to happen.
In the long years of the past, he has taught many little guys who have just joined the sect. As long as he talks about the sword monument left by Emperor Yongye, it will inevitably attract countless amazement and curiosity.
"The Tao cannot be passed on lightly, the strength is not enough, and there is no way to understand it at all. When you are qualified to become the core disciples of the sect, you will naturally have the opportunity to understand the inheritance of swordsmanship on the sword monument!"
The bearded middle-aged man said, with a hint of emotion on his brows, "I have practiced in the sect for more than 8,900 years, and I have only practiced in front of the sword monument three times. Each time, my knowledge of swordsmanship has improved rapidly. Great benefit.”
There was an uproar in the field.
Su Yi had already turned away quietly.
He suddenly realized something.
There may be some kind of change in the Wanjian Xianzong, but most of the people in this Wanjian Xianzong are still in the dark.
They are destined to not know that they are the reincarnation of Emperor Yongye.
In the same way, the reason for the destruction of the Biqi Spiritual Clan is probably only known to the old guys from Wanjian Xianzong.
This can be seen from the words that the bearded middle-aged man said about the sword monument.
In Wanjian Xianzong, most people have special feelings for that sword monument, and they admire Emperor Yongye even more!
If they had known earlier that they were the reincarnation of Wang Ye, and their sect had dispatched Immortal Kings to hunt them down, how could they dare to talk about these things openly?
"Fortunately, there may be a problem with Wanjian Xianzong, but it is far from hopeless."
Su Yi secretly said.
He was finally in a better mood.
If Wanjian Xianzong is completely rotten, he can't really say today that he will start killing.
Just thinking about it like this, Su Yi has followed the winding mountain road, crossed a white jade bridge that passes through the sky, and came to the mid-mountain of the central main peak.
The first thing that catches the eye is a magnificent ancient dojo.
It is paved with gray-blue boulders and has a range of 10,000 zhang.
In the center of the dojo, stands a sword monument that is a thousand feet high!
The whole body of the sword tablet is black, like a divine sword standing in the sky. Under the morning light, it glows with a mysterious and illusory luster.
That is the sword monument that the swordsmen of the world have longed for in the years since ancient times!
It was built by Wang Ye himself back then, and thirteen swordsmen were engraved with the highest inheritance. Since then, this sword tablet has also become one of the treasures of Wanjian Xianzong! !
Su Yi put his hands on his back and squinted his eyes to look at the sword monument. Some pictures from his previous life suddenly came to his mind like watching flowers on a horse.
At that time, Wang Ye, Sword Sovereign Nine Heavens, overwhelmed the world, like the supreme ruler of the immortal world, making everyone of the same generation in the world eclipsed!
At that time, the illusory world was still there, and the two used to drink happily under the sword monument, pointing the country.
Unfortunately, times have changed, and the sea has changed.
The era of the past has long since ended and withered, and it has become a wave in the long river of history. Today's fairyland has already changed the world, and things are different.
"Who are you, why didn't you come by yourself?"
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.
Under the sword monument in the distance, a skinny old man stood up, his eyes like sharp swords, and looked at Su Yi from a distance.
As soon as he arrived, he was noticed, and Su Yi was not surprised.
He kept his breath and concealed his whereabouts all the way. He had come to the core hinterland of Wanjian Xianzong. If no one noticed his whereabouts, it would also appear that Wanjian Xianzong was too unbearable.
In fact, the power of the forbidden formation covered by this central main peak is completely different from when Su Yi came here, and it has obviously been re-arranged.
Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible to sneak in without knowing it.
"Go and tell you the headmaster, just say I'm here, just to ask for an explanation."
Su Yi walked into the dojo with a calm tone, "If he doesn't come to see me during the tea time, I will kill him all the way to the top of this mountain from here."
The skinny old man's face suddenly changed, as if in disbelief.
He looked Su Yi up and down for a moment, took a deep breath, suppressed the suspicion and murderous intent in his heart, and said, "Dare to ask your Excellency's name?"
Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said, "Su Yi."
Two words lightly.
But it fell into the ears of the skinny old man, but it was like a thunderbolt, which made him froze all over, and his back was cold.
It was this guy!
He has sneaked into the core of their Wanjian Xianzong without knowing it! !
What is he doing here?
Do you want revenge?
For a time, the skinny old man's expression changed and his thoughts were full of thoughts.
Su Yi glanced at this person and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately until I get the answer, go ahead."
"Please wait, Your Excellency."
The skinny old man took a deep breath and walked away.
Su Yi came to the sword monument on his own and stared quietly.
The morning light poured down, pulling his lonely figure into a long shadow on the ground.
Qingxia Mountain. The place where Wanjian Xianzong is entrenched has the reputation of the first cave in Wenzhou. In the early morning, a group of outer disciples on duty were stationed at the mountain gate, all with swords around their waists, full of energy. Su Yi stepped forward from a distance. Shrinking the ground into an inch, within a few steps, he has reached the front of the mountain gate. Su Yi's figure was clearly in front of him, but the outer disciples guarding the mountain gate were unaware. Whoa! At the gate of the mountain, there is a pond surrounded by stone fences. When Su Yi arrived, the water surface of the pond suddenly churned, and the head of a huge beast like a hill popped out. The eyes of this fierce beast were golden, like lanterns, with a single horn on its head. A terrifying ferocity also spread out. True spirit beast - Xiezhi! The guardian spirit of Wanjian Xianzong. Before the Immortal Fallen Era, it was guarded at the mountain gate. This beast has innate innate supernatural powers, can see into the false, and see through all the cover and disguise, which is extremely miraculous. When its head popped out, a pair of golden eyes looked at Su Yi for a moment. "Shh!" Su Yi raised a finger and put it between his lips. The divine beast Xiezhi was stunned, as if his dignity was being challenged, and an uncontrollable anger appeared in his golden eyes. But the next moment, it suddenly froze. When I saw Su Yi's palm, a picture emerged In the picture, a man in a black robe, holding a baby-sized Xiezhi cub in his arms, slowly put it into a pond. After doing this, the black-robed man said with a smile: "Little thing, you can show Lao Xu the mountain gate. I will come back to see you when there is a chance in the future." In the pond, the cubs of Xiezhi were playing happily, and when they came back to their senses, the man in the black robe had disappeared. The scene in the picture came to an abrupt end here. And witnessing this scene, the Xiezhi with its huge head sticking out in the pond was dumbfounded, and his eyes gradually turned red. Su Yi smiled and said, "Little thing, I'll see you when I'm done." After all, he stepped into the gate of Qingxia Shenshan. Whoa! The pond was tumbling, and Xie Zhi shook his head, as if he was so excited that he wanted to say something, but he finally held back. The disciples who were guarding the mountain gate were all alarmed, and they all looked at Xiezhi, their eyes full of surprise. "Ancestor, could it be that you noticed something?" A disciple spoke respectfully. Xie Zhi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of water bubbles, closed his eyes arrogantly, and slowly sank his head into the pond, not bothering to pay attention to those little guys. The disciples guarding the mountain gate looked at each other. From the beginning to the end, no one noticed that there was already a person, walking into the mountain gate covered with heavy killing formations like a stroll in the courtyard! Walking into the Qingxia Sacred Mountain, Su Yi revisited the tour as he always did, walking forward along a stone road winding between the mountains. There are thirty-six peaks in Qingxia Sacred Mountain, like a halberd emptied up. The peaks are connected by white jade bridges. The core of Wanjian Xianzong is located above the central main peak. Su Yi walked over there. Along the way, you can see the clouds steaming and the clouds, the flying springs and waterfalls, and the picturesque scenery everywhere, just like the pure land outside the world. Occasionally, in the void, sword cultivators could be seen roaring past with an escaping light. There were men and women, all of them were immortals with extraordinary equipment. On the way Su Yi walked, he also met many descendants of Wanjian Xianzong. But no matter what kind of cultivation base, he regarded Su Yi like air, and he didn't even notice it at all. Even if you are close at hand and pass by, you will not notice it! When passing by a dojo, Su Yi suddenly stopped. Inside the dojo, stood thousands of teenagers and girls in their teens, wearing robes that only outside disciples had, listening to a middle-aged preacher with a beard. "Sword Cultivator, what you cultivate is kendo, and what you practice is your state of mind!" "Before you become a real sword cultivator, you must first ask yourself, why do you want to embark on the road of sword cultivating!" "This is called questioning your true heart! It seems simple, but you will understand in the future that this first step will determine how far you can go in swordsmanship in the future!" The bearded middle-aged man looked stern, and his voice was like a golden horse, resounding in all directions. Those boys and girls all listened with bated breath. Su Yi smiled. Indeed, if you want to become a real sword cultivator, you must first ask your true heart! Seeing those boys and girls bathed in the morning light and listening to teachings, Su Yi suddenly remembered every previous life when he first embarked on the road of sword cultivation. After a while, he shook his head and was about to leave. Suddenly, the bearded middle-aged man said solemnly, "My Wanjian Immortal Sect was one of the four major sword sects in the immortal world long before the age of immortality. "In addition, in our sect, there is a sword tablet that all swordsmen in the world yearn for!" "You must have heard that the sword tablet was left by Emperor Yongye, and it is engraved with the inheritance of thirteen supreme swordsmanship!" When it came to this, all the young and young girls present showed a look of longing and anticipation. The "Sword Stele" of Wanjian Xianzong is indeed famous all over the world, and it is the highest kendo treasure house in the eyes of swordsmen in the world! Long before they worshipped the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, they had heard countless conversations from their elders! It is precisely because of this sword tablet that in the past countless years, all those who are determined to set foot on the road of kendo will come from all over the world, in order to be able to worship the Wanjian Xianzong to practice and see the mystery of the sword tablet. ! A young man couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask Elder Chuan Gong, when will we be able to comprehend the mystery of that sword tablet?" Everyone else pricked up their ears. The bearded middle-aged man smiled slightly. He had expected this to happen. In the long years of the past, he has taught many little guys who have just joined the sect. As long as he talks about the sword monument left by Emperor Yongye, it will inevitably attract countless amazement and curiosity. "The Tao cannot be passed on lightly, the strength is not enough, and there is no way to understand it at all. When you are qualified to become the core disciples of the sect, you will naturally have the opportunity to understand the inheritance of swordsmanship on the sword monument!" The bearded middle-aged man said, with a hint of emotion on his brows, "I have practiced in the sect for more than 8,900 years, and I have only practiced in front of the sword monument three times. Each time, my knowledge of swordsmanship has improved rapidly. Great benefit. There was an uproar in the field. Su Yi had already turned away quietly. He suddenly realized something. There may be some kind of change in the Wanjian Xianzong, but most of the people in this Wanjian Xianzong are still in the dark. They are destined to not know that they are the reincarnation of Emperor Yongye. In the same way, the reason for the destruction of the Biqi Spiritual Clan is probably only known to the old guys from Wanjian Xianzong. This can be seen from the words that the bearded middle-aged man said about the sword monument. In Wanjian Xianzong, most people have special feelings for that sword monument, and they admire Emperor Yongye even more! If they had known earlier that they were the reincarnation of Wang Ye, and their sect had dispatched Immortal Kings to hunt them down, how could they dare to talk about these things openly? "Fortunately, there may be a problem with Wanjian Xianzong, but it is far from hopeless." Su Yi secretly said. He was finally in a better mood. If Wanjian Xianzong is completely rotten, he can't really say today that he will start killing. Just thinking about it like this, Su Yi has followed the winding mountain road, crossed a white jade bridge that passes through the sky, and came to the mid-mountain of the central main peak. The first thing that catches the eye is a magnificent ancient dojo. It is paved with gray-blue boulders and has a range of 10,000 zhang. In the center of the dojo, stands a sword monument that is a thousand feet high! The whole body of the sword tablet is black, like a divine sword standing in the sky. Under the morning light, it glows with a mysterious and illusory luster. That is the sword monument that the swordsmen of the world have longed for in the years since ancient times! It was built by Wang Ye himself back then, and thirteen swordsmen were engraved with the highest inheritance. Since then, this sword tablet has also become one of the treasures of Wanjian Xianzong! ! Su Yi put his hands on his back and squinted his eyes to look at the sword monument. Some pictures from his previous life suddenly came to his mind like watching flowers on a horse. At that time, Wang Ye, Sword Sovereign Nine Heavens, overwhelmed the world, like the supreme ruler of the immortal world, making everyone of the same generation in the world eclipsed! At that time, the illusory world was still there, and the two used to drink happily under the sword monument, pointing the country. Unfortunately, times have changed, and the sea has changed. The era of the past has long since ended and withered, and it has become a wave in the long river of history. Today's fairyland has already changed the world, and things are different. "Who are you, why didn't you come by yourself?" Suddenly, a deep voice sounded. Under the sword monument in the distance, a skinny old man stood up, his eyes like sharp swords, and looked at Su Yi from a distance. As soon as he arrived, he was noticed, and Su Yi was not surprised. He kept his breath and concealed his whereabouts all the way. He had come to the core hinterland of Wanjian Xianzong. If no one noticed his whereabouts, it would also appear that Wanjian Xianzong was too unbearable. In fact, the power of the forbidden formation covered by this central main peak is completely different from when Su Yi came here, and it has obviously been re-arranged. Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible to sneak in without knowing it. "Go and tell you the headmaster, just say I'm here, just to ask for an explanation." Su Yi walked into the dojo with a calm tone, "If he doesn't come to see me during the tea time, I will kill him all the way to the top of this mountain from here." The skinny old man's face suddenly changed, as if in disbelief. He looked Su Yi up and down for a moment, took a deep breath, suppressed the suspicion and murderous intent in his heart, and said, "Dare to ask your Excellency's name?" Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said, "Su Yi." Two words lightly. But it fell into the ears of the skinny old man, but it was like a thunderbolt, which made him froze all over, and his back was cold. It was this guy! He has sneaked into the core of their Wanjian Xianzong without knowing it! ! What is he doing here? Do you want revenge? For a time, the skinny old man's expression changed and his thoughts were full of thoughts. Su Yi glanced at this person and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately until I get the answer, go ahead." "Please wait, Your Excellency." The skinny old man took a deep breath and walked away. Su Yi came to the sword monument on his own and stared quietly. The morning light poured down, pulling his lonely figure into a long shadow on the ground.
