Su Yiwen Lingzhao

Nine Dingcheng.

As the imperial capital of Daxia, this city was once trampled down.

Now, in less than a year, the city has been restored and is bustling.

And in the center of Jiuding City, a new stone statue was built.

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Only to create such a statue, it can be said to be vivid and full of charm!"

"I have also heard that this 99-foot-tall statue is made from the most rare spiritual veins, and the current Xia Huang promulgated a decree that every mid-autumn season, he will personally lead The royal family will bow down to the statue of Su Banxian to express their gratitude to Su Banxian."

"Su Exiled Immortal is a contemporary myth of the Cangqing Continent, and she deserves to be treated like this!"

…Near the stone statue, many monks from all over the world came here admiringly, looking at the statue from a distance, all of them were filled with admiration and worship.

Even the voice of the conversation became small and solemn.

"Oh, what is the difference between erecting a statue for a living person and a shrine for a demon, how absurd!"

Suddenly, a sneer sounded.

There was an uproar in the field, and people looked up.

It was a man in a white robe, with a face like a crown of jade, and an ancient sword slanted on his back.

"Who are you to disrespect Su Xianxian?"

An old man in a gray robe shouted angrily.

Boom!

The white-robed man's eyes flashed, and a terrifying sword intent spread from him.

Everyone in the vicinity was horrified, and some spiritual monks were also scared to death.

The gray-robed old man thumped and fell to the ground, looking pale, gasping for breath, his face full of fear.

The field was silent.

The man in white robe shook his head and said in a self-deprecating manner, "It's not worth it for me to care about you ordinary people."

He was about to leave when a deep voice sounded:

"

When he spoke, he was a burly middle-aged man.

Everyone in the field agreed and agreed.

The man in the white robe paused, frowned slightly, his eyes swept over the crowd, and he snorted coldly: "You dare to tell me, where is the so-called Immortal Su Shi?"

Sound through the audience.

Everyone looked at each other, no one could answer.

Seeing this, the man in the white robe sneered and was about to say something.

An old servant came over and whispered: "Sir, the saint is still waiting on Tianmang Mountain, we must hurry to meet."

The man in the white robe waved his hand and said, "Wait."

Speaking, he came directly to the stone statue, raised his finger to the stone statue, glanced at everyone, and said proudly:

"Listen, my name is Lin Kong, I come from Ming Kong Realm, if anyone sees this Su Shixian, tell him that as long as he has the guts to fight with me, I will let him have three swords Let him not die!"

After saying that, the figure of the man in the white robe flashed, like a rainbow rushing into the sky, breaking through the air.

Only his arrogant voice echoed in this area for a long time.

The field was silent.

Lin Kong?

Who is this guy, how dare he be so arrogant?

In the crowd, Su Yi put his hands behind his back, looked at the white-robed man who broke through the air, and then looked at the stone statue.

"To erect a statue for a living person is indeed a bit popular, but from this, you can also see the intention of Emperor Xia."

While whispering, Su Yi's figure quietly disappeared.

…

Tianmang Mountain.

The place where the royal family of Daxia is entrenched.

In a hall, the atmosphere is very dull.

"You can rest assured, I can swear that Qing Yuan will never let her suffer any grievances after I return to the clan with me."

Pu Surong said softly.

She was reserved, with a hint of joy on her brows.

Xia Huang finally let go, saying that as long as her daughter Xia Qingyuan is willing, she will be allowed to follow him back to the Purple Moon Fox Clan to practice.

This is very rare for Pu Surong.

Not far away, Xia Huangku sat there, looking a little haggard and tired.

To be implicated again, I... I am willing to do it!"

Xia Huang sighed softly, raised his hand and rubbed Xia Qingyuan's head, and said softly: "In the final analysis, it's my father who is too incompetent."

In the end, his demeanor was desolate and he was lost.

Xia Qingyuan felt distressed for a while.

Not far away, Pu Surong frowned, and immediately sighed, saying: "Xia Yunjing, you are also used to seeing strong winds and waves, you should be very clear, even if you are the master of Daxia, but with me purple The gap between the Moon Fox clan is no less than a world of difference."

"People...you have to accept the reality, Qingyuan has grown up, if she stays in this small Cangqing Continent to cultivate, it will only bury her talents and talents. You...you shouldn't hope Qing Yuan has been like you all his life, and can only stay in this small world, right?"

Xia Huang was silent, his hands in his sleeves clenched tightly.

These words seem sincere, but inside and outside the words, there is a sense of superiority!

"Maybe you think I'm mean, but I'm telling the truth, I..."

Seeing Pu Surong going on, Xia Qingyuan couldn't help but say: "Don't say it, I have promised to leave with you, why are you still taunting and attacking my father?"

The girl was angry.

Pu Surong hurriedly said: "Okay, I won't say anything."

Do your best, and I won't spare you!"

The words are like thunder, resounding through the palace.

Pu Surong was stunned and said, "You can rest assured."

It was a man in a python robe, standing there, looking frivolous.

Xia Yunjing's face suddenly became gloomy and ugly.

Xia Qingyuan was also angry.

Pu Surong secretly shouted badly, and scolded: "Yuque, restrain yourself! This is not a place where you can be arrogant!"

Sounds and sounds.

Pu Yuque, a man in python robe, smiled and said perfunctorily: "Mmm, I understand, I understand~~"

A hint of helplessness appeared between Pu Surong's brows, and she said softly: "Qingyuan, if you are ready, we can start now."

Xia Huang squeezed out a slightly reluctant smile and said: "As long as you are fine, I will be at ease. It doesn't matter whether you come back to see me in the future."

"Qing Yuan, let's go."

Pu Surong doesn't want to delay any longer, lest there will be many dreams at night and accidents will happen again.

But at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded: "Miss Qingyuan, if you are forced, just say it. Today is the day King Laozi is here, so I can't force you."

A light and fluttering sentence resounded clearly in the hall.

Xia Yunjing was suddenly excited, this voice was too familiar to him!

Xia Qingyuan was stunned, showing an unbelievable look, is it... him?

Pu Surong's pretty face suddenly changed, and she turned to look.

Suddenly, I didn't know when, a sturdy figure had appeared, dressed in a green robe, out of the dust.

It's Su Yi!

Pu Surong had suffered a lot under Su Yi's hands, how could she not be aware of the strength of this young man?

& nbsp; Do you run wild here!"

His eyes were playful, with a hint of coldness.

Su Yi ignored this person and walked towards the main hall.

"You dare!"

The man in the python robe's eyes flashed, and his body flashed, trying to block Su Yi.

Boom!

Everyone was shocked.

Su Yi didn't bother to look at it from beginning to end, and walked into the hall.

"Friend Su!"

Xia Yunjing greeted him at the first time, his eyebrows full of surprises.

"Brother Su, it's really you."

Xia Qingyuan is also very excited, her beautiful eyes are shining.

Su Yi nodded slightly and said, "I have heard your conversations before. Since it's a meeting, I won't stand by."

Pu Surong's heart sank, and she went up to greet him first, and then said, "Young Daoist Su is serious, our Ziyuehu clan is here without any coercion. Mother, how could she do something unfavorable to her."

After a pause, she showed a reserved look and said meaningfully: "And this time with me, there are also some old people from the clan, which shows how much the clan is concerned about this matter. Take it seriously, so please don’t worry about this, fellow Daoists, after all… today is not the same as it used to be.”

The words are sincere.

How could Su Yi not hear the light beating and warning in Pu Surong's words?

And Emperor Xia also seemed to think of something, and his heart tightened, and a voice transmission reminded: "Friend Su, this time Pu Surong brought two emperors together!"

Just as I said this, an angry voice suddenly sounded outside the hall, "Yuque, who injured you?"

While speaking, a man in a white robe strode in.

This man's face is like a crown of jade, and he carries an ancient sword on his back. It is Lin Kong who appeared in front of the stone statue of Su Yi in Jiuding City before!

Seeing this person appear, Pu Surong was obviously relieved, and quickly stepped forward, saying: "Old Ancestor, it was just a small misunderstanding before, don't be angry about it."

"What misunderstanding, it's clearly that guy broke into this place and hurt me!"

Outside the main hall, the man in python robe lying on the ground hissed loudly.

Suddenly, Lin Kong's eyes turned cold, looking at Su Yi like a sword.