The First Immortal of Ancient Times

Thousands of mortal countries.

Yun State, Imperial City.

It was the Spring Festival, and the streets were busier than usual with people coming and going.

The people were whispering and talking.

"Two days ago, a three-hundred-year-old blood demon appeared in Mobeicheng. Hundreds of people suffered another disaster. They were all turned into mummies without a drop of blood left."

"Alas! Fortunately, the fairy descended to earth and took in the evildoer. Otherwise, tens of thousands of people in the city would have been killed."

"The world of demons and demons is so miserable!"

Although the blood demon is dead, people are still worried. Who knows where another demon will appear and poison the people?

"I also heard that the Fairy Queen got into a fight with another fairy for some unknown reason."

"It's hard for us to understand the things of gods!"

"We are going to sacrifice the souls of all the people during the Last Autumn Festival. Let's go to Tianwumen quickly!"

Tianwumen!

Palace gate.

The place where Yunxiao once died.

On the Wumen city wall that day, there were three people in a tower.

The two people standing were Zhao Xuanran and Shangguan Yu.

In front of them, there was a middle-aged man in green clothes sitting cross-legged. The mana of the Origin Pill surged from his body, thickening into clouds and sweeping over his body. They could see that his face was gradually becoming rosy, and his energy and blood were gradually becoming stronger.

At this time, he suddenly stretched out his hand and opened his palm, and saw a black sword soul growing out of the palm of his hand. There were dense cracks on the sword soul, but now the cracks gradually healed like a wound.

"It's almost successful!" Shangguan Yu's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes filled with tears.

She and Zhao Xuanran both knew how much struggle the man in front of her had endured in the past three years, and he had survived until now with just one breath.

How much suffering did he suffer in order to survive and to give an explanation to the people?

Zhao Xuanran bit his red lips, his eyes were also red.

She looked back and saw that the young man in white had his back to them, standing on the edge of the city wall, looking at his country and his people in the distance. The wind blew his long hair, and he looked very quiet.

"Junior Brother Yun, my father is awake." Zhao Xuanran called softly.

Yun Xiao turned around and arrived in front of the man in green shirt in two steps, and the man in green shirt just opened his eyes at this time.

"Master. Yun Xiao quickly went up and, together with Zhao Xuanran, helped him up one on the left and the other on the right.

"call……"

The man in green shirt took a deep breath.

"Alive!" There were too many emotions in his eyes, which finally turned into admiration for Yun Xiao, "My child, I can hear everything about you. I, Zhao Jianxing, can accept you as my disciple in this life, I don't know in my previous life How much merit have you cultivated..."

"It's my blessing to be able to enter the Green Soul Sword Pavilion...ah, no, it's my blessing."

The atmosphere was originally very tense, but just because Chi Yue Lan Xing was brainwashing him here every day, Yun Xiao's mind got distracted and he accidentally revealed all his good things.

fortunately!

None of them understand!

"Although I haven't personally passed it on, my master's character has guided me on my path and corrected my thoughts! This is a great favor!" Yun Xiao added.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Senior Sister Zhao and saw tears in her eyes, and she was filled with joy.

"He has character, but no strength, he is just a mediocre person! Fortunately, you can turn the tide, and the Sword Domain can return to the right path." Zhao Jianxing held Yun Xiao's hands, his eyes intense, "As a teacher, I have limited knowledge, so I can't give you all the magic of immortality. The good thing is that There are many people in this world, but today I will rectify your name!"

After saying that, he stepped out, stretched out his hand to drag Ye Guying in the corner, and flew away with his sword into the sky!

Shangguan Yu glanced at Yun Xiao and followed suit with his sword.

The two swords flew into the sky of the palace together.

Ye Guying, who was being dragged, had no arms and legs, was pale in color, and was covered in wormholes. She had been crying for who knows how long.

At this moment, his eyes are lifeless and dying!

It's the Autumn Festival, the busiest day in the Imperial City of Yun Kingdom!

When the two sword cultivators wielded their swords and broke through the clouds, the whole city was boiling.

"Two gods!"

"Go and kneel down quickly!"

All of a sudden, thousands of people rushed towards the palace, kneeling down devoutly, unable to stop them.

When the people are suffering from demons and calamities, we respect the swordsman who kills demons. This is the tradition of thousands of mortal nations!

Not long after, almost the entire city gathered inside and outside the palace. Crowds of people were everywhere, and the people were kneeling on the ground. Even General Yunhai, who was temporarily in power in the palace, came out with hundreds of officials and knelt on the ground!

"The immortals have come to Yun Kingdom! We, the common people, are going to pay homage to the two immortals!"

Zhao Jianxing and Shangguan Yu, one can tell by looking at their age that they are top swordsmen. →

At this moment, the hearts of all people are enthusiastic!

"Gentlemen, please rise!" Zhao Jianxing's majestic voice came from the sky.

The people in the imperial city thought they had heard wrongly.

Gentlemen, please get up?

They don't dare!

"Get up!" Zhao Jianxing raised his voice.

"Yes!" For a moment, the people in the city stood up one after another, looking at the two sword-wielding men with some confusion, but they were still extremely religious in their hearts.

"Everyone, my name is Zhao Jianxing, and I am the headmaster of the Green Soul Sword Sect." Zhao Jianxing said.

As soon as these words came out, the whole city was shocked.

"Zhao Sword Immortal!"

Even though the Yun Kingdom is remote, the name of the Zhao Sword Immortal is still as loud as thunder. The deeds of the Zhao Jianxing have long been compiled into myths and spread throughout thousands of countries.

To all the people, he is the leader of the savior gods!

"The arrival of Zhao Jianxian in the Yun Kingdom will be a blessing for us throughout our lives!" General Yun Hai was so excited that he couldn't help but kneel down again.

For a time, all the people shouted.

"Everyone, please be silent!" Zhao Jianxing's voice was like the sound of a sword, "I came to Yun State today to announce something important!"

"Yes!" The people in the imperial city quickly silenced.

Important matter?

Everyone was excited and dared to look up at the sky.

At this time, Zhao Jianxing held Ye Guying in his hand in front of him. Ye Guying had disheveled hair, a black robe stained with blood, and was still suffering from the pain of thousands of insects biting his heart!

"Do you know this person?" Zhao Jianxing asked.

"This..."

The people in the imperial city were stunned and stared at the young man, feeling familiar.

At this moment, a scream spread throughout the imperial city.

"This is Ye Jianxian!!"

This voice came from General Yunhai!

"Ye Jianxian?"

Hearing this name, the imperial city was in an uproar.

Who in Yunguo doesn't know Ye Jianxian?

One day, he will kill the snake demon, destroy the tyrant, and restore the world to a bright and clear place!

"How did Ye Jianxian end up like this, and his hands and feet were cut off?"

The people in the imperial city were like being struck by lightning, dumbfounded and speechless.

"Everyone knows him, that's great!" Zhao Jianxing looked around and said in a deep voice: "Please listen carefully to what I'm going to say next!"

"Yes!" The people nodded tremblingly.

Zhao Jianxing took a deep breath, stared at Ye Guying, and announced loudly: "This man is Ye Guying, a disciple of my Sword Sect. More than three months ago, he secretly communicated with a snake demon to send Jiang Yue's family to the throne of Yun Kingdom, killed the people, and framed Yun Xiao, the monarch of Yun Kingdom, and committed an unforgivable crime! This act is a shame to the sword cultivators and the people, and he deserves death! All members of my Qinghun Sword Sect have decided to impose the death penalty on this traitor to correct the atmosphere! Another disciple, Jiang Yue, who was guilty of the same crime, has been executed first, and his residual soul will be burned for thirty years before he can be freed!"

This thunderous speech shook the imperial city. After it ended, it took a full ten breaths of time, and the entire imperial city fell into absolute silence.

This is a subversion that the people of the imperial city could never dream of!

More than three months ago, many people present witnessed the arrival of the Sword Immortal, killing the snake demon, destroying the tyrant, changing the dynasty, and leaving a bad reputation for thousands of years!

Now, who can not believe the words of the Zhao Sword Immortal?

Ye Jianxian was struggling and wailing in his hands!

"Ye Jianxian, secretly communicating with the snake demon, blaming your majesty..."

At that moment, thinking of the young man who died standing, the whole city trembled and shed tears in an instant!

General Yunhai's face immediately turned red, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed, and howled in grief and anger: "God is witness that my Yun family is upright and honest, and has been loyal for generations. The immortals are witnesses that the king Yun Xiao has never let down the people and the ancestors!"

People listened to these heartbreaking words, and their hearts twitched, tears were in their eyes, and they were completely speechless.

Until the moment before, they still called the young man "the little tyrant".

Only now did I know that he had fought for the country at a young age, slaying demons and monsters, and was a man of steel, but he was framed by the immortals and died on the way to slay demons.

What an injustice?

The people resented and hated him, and he was infamous for thousands of years. How sad it was?

"We are guilty of framing the wise king..."

The people had stood up, but at this moment, they knelt down again.

But at this moment, they were not kneeling to the immortals, but to the palace, where Yun Xiao died!

"The people are confused and bewitched by this traitor. You are innocent, and we are guilty of not disciplining you!" Although Zhao Jianxing had never seen that injustice, he could think of the resentment of that day!

Now, the injustice has finally been redressed!

In the hearts of the people of Yunguo, the young man finally returned to glory.

Zhao Jianxing looked down!

On the wall of Tianwumen, Yun Xiao was standing there in white, watching all these scenes.

He did not show up, nor did he tell the people that he was not dead.

Or maybe for him, the young king is dead, and from now on, there is only one sword cultivator with a will that can reach the sky!

How long have you waited for this moment?

I can still bear the disgrace of my own.

How can I feel at ease when the ancestors of the Yun family are disgraced for hundreds of generations?

The young man stood in the wind, his eyes slightly red, and he didn't know how many oceans surged in his heart. A smile on the corner of his mouth reflected his relief at the moment.

"Junior Brother Yun."

The jade-like woman in black skirt stood side by side with Yun Xiao.

She suddenly stretched out her jade hand and held Yun Xiao's palm tightly.

In the cool breeze, the warmth of the world came from this soft palm.

"Senior Sister."

Yun Xiao grabbed her hand in turn, looked into her eyes, and said with a strong mind: "It's great to have you at this moment."

...

The immortal has gone, but the Yun Kingdom can't calm down for a long time.

"Send your majesty's holy body to the Yun family's ancestral tomb!"

Yun Hai is a man, but today he cried and his eyes were swollen.

In the ancestral mausoleum, he personally buried Yun Xiao. The body had been stored in a low place for more than three months, and it was afraid that it had already decayed.

After that, he bowed three times and kowtowed nine times. All the old members of the Yun family shed tears for the injustice of the young king.

"Although the injustice has been redressed, the person is gone, how can I feel at peace?"

Yun Hai sighed and walked into the tomb. At the bottom of the tomb was a golden coffin, lonely and silent.

In this empty tomb, there was only Yun Hai.

"You go out, I will accompany him for a while."

After driving everyone out, Yun Hai sat down against the golden coffin.

In the deserted place, the man looked at the golden coffin and couldn't help crying.

Suddenly!

There were footsteps outside.

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