The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The sunset is dim and the night is getting darker.

Huang Ganjun came back from outside carrying a food box.

It is embarrassing to say that although Feng Xiaofeng can also cook, his cooking skills are really poor. Feng Xiaoran is young and has not learned cooking skills yet.

Su Yi is too lazy.

As for Huang Qianjun, as a dandy who has been well-dressed and well-fed since childhood, he adheres to the "gentleman stays away from the kitchen" and has never touched the spring water since he was a child.

Therefore, since they moved into Zhuo'an Residence, Huang Ganjun had to buy all their food from outside...

"Brother Su, when I was buying food, I felt like someone was following me, but I couldn't find anyone suspicious."

Huang Qianjun placed various delicacies on the stone table and said hesitantly, "Do you think I'm a little suspicious?"

Su Yi glanced at him and said: "In recent days, you, Junior Brother Feng, and Xiaoran have been staying at home. When I resolve the disputes outside, whether you are going to Qinghe Jianfu to register or have other plans, don't worry. No more danger."

Huang Ganjun quickly agreed and whispered in a low voice: "Brother Su, I don't plan to go to Qinghe Jianfu to practice."

"Why?"

Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask.

Huang Qianjun grinned and said, "I think practicing with Brother Su is far better than going to Qinghe Sword Mansion."

Feng Xiaoran on one side nodded in agreement and said in a clear voice: "I think so too!"

Su Yi was noncommittal about this.

After dinner, Su Yi was about to practice when the sound of rapid horse hooves sounded outside the courtyard.

Cheng Wuyong came in a hurry on horseback.

"Mr. Su, I learned the news today that people from the county governor's office are investigating the matter of a young man named Su, so I came here specifically to inquire. If this matter is related to Mr., my Yuan family will not sit idly by."

Cheng Wuyong solemnly clasped his fists to express his intention.

"Are they really going to take revenge?"

Huang Ganjun was stunned, his expression changing.

With one sentence, Cheng Wuyong understood immediately. He couldn't help but look at Su Yi and said: "Mr. Su, I will go back right away. I believe that the strength of my Yuan family can mediate the situation so that the county governor's office does not dare to do anything." Such..."

Su Yi waved his hand to interrupt, and said calmly: "It's just a small matter, no need to bother."

A small thing?

Cheng Wuyong was stunned.

What happened in the weapon refining workshop last night was suppressed by the Sheriff's Mansion, but it could not be hidden from the top forces in the city.

Killing six guards of the governor's mansion and forcing the governor's son Qin Feng to kneel down, the impact would be too serious.

According to the information obtained by Cheng Wuyong, just last night, the power of the County Sheriff's Mansion had quietly taken action!

"Mr. Su, you don't know something. Qin Wenyuan is a deep and ruthless man in the city. In the thirty years since he has been in charge of the county governor's house, countless forces in the city have suffered great losses at his hands."

"Even I, the head of the Yuan family, once said that Qin Wenyuan is a tyrannical figure who eats people without spitting out their bones. He should try not to provoke him as much as possible."

Cheng Wuyong said softly, "Qin Wenyuan's martial arts cultivation is also extremely amazing. Fifteen years ago, he entered the realm of Grandmaster. Eight years ago, his cultivation level made another breakthrough and entered the second level of Yanglu Realm!"

"When he was a boy, he practiced in one of the ten great palaces, the 'Luyang Academy', for many years. It is said that the deputy palace master of the Luyang Academy, 'Xuan Youlong', is his senior brother, and the two have an irreconcilable relationship."

"In addition, Qin Wenyuan and the Gunzhou Governor's Mansion also have some connections..."

Cheng Wuyong almost told all the details about Qin Wenyuan.

Huang Ganjun and Feng Xiaofeng were all frightened.

They didn't expect that Qin Wenyuan had such terrifying power!

The territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty was divided into six major states.

Gunzhou is one of them, with a governor's office to oversee the six major counties in Gunzhou.

Yunhe County is one of the six counties in Gunzhou.

As the county guard, Qin Wenyuan can be said to be the most powerful person in Yunhe County, representing the power of the Zhou Dynasty.

And he himself is a martial arts master, who can be said to have both authority and strength.

Coupled with the fact that this man is deep and ruthless, one can imagine how serious the consequences will be if he wants to take revenge.

But after hearing this, Su Yi only smiled and said: "Elder Cheng, what you said, in my opinion, is nothing more than a matter of defeating it with a sword."

Speaking of this, he stood up from the wicker chair, put his hands on his back, and said calmly: "As a practitioner, you must be decisive in killing. The most important thing is to avoid being burdened by false fame and power. No matter how wide Qin Wenyuan's connections are and how powerful he is, In my eyes, he is just a Yanglu realm martial arts master."

Cheng Wuyong was at a loss for words.

Are these words crazy?

Not at all, because the person speaking had once killed the Grandmaster with one sword!

Su Yi suddenly said: "Elder Cheng, do you know why your cultivation has been stuck in the Great Perfection of Qi Gathering Realm and you have been unable to break through?"

Cheng Wuyong was shocked, solemnly clasped his fists and said, "Please give me some advice, sir."

"There is a saying in Buddhism that walking is also Zen, sitting is also Zen, the movement and stillness of the body are natural in silence."

Su Yi looked slightly at the night sky and said softly, "The same is true for the way of cultivation. Every move, every word and every deed must be brave and diligent, and have a lawless spirit. Only in this way can we cut off trivial disturbances and move forward courageously."

Having said this, he looked back at Cheng Wuyong, "You are impeccable and considerate in your conduct, but you also let your mind be fettered by the power of the world. When you do things, you only think about using power to mediate and resolve problems. How can you still have the power when you are practicing? A courageous and diligent heart?”

Those words were like a sharp sword, cutting into the deepest part of Cheng Wuyong's heart, making him sweat profusely and feeling like he had nothing to hide and no cover.

After a long while, he took a long breath and bowed in greeting: "Mr.'s words were like a wake-up call, and I was enlightened. Cheng has been taught a lesson!"

Every word comes from the bottom of my heart, and my gratitude and admiration are beyond words.

Facing such a great gift, Su Yi accepted it calmly.

In practice, this is called "indication", Buddhism calls it "breaking obstacles", and Taoism calls it "indication".

For monks who encounter bottlenecks, encountering such advice is no less than a gift of reinvention!

"These are eight words I wrote with my own hands. If you can figure out some of their charm, you will be able to become a master in just a few days."

Su Yi thought for a while, took out a piece of calligraphy from the ink jade pendant, and handed it to Cheng Wuyong.

These were some words he wrote casually when he was living in Xinghuang, Guangling City, and when he occasionally gained something from practicing. When he left, he put them together with other sundries in the ink jade pendant.

Cheng Wuyong opened it and saw a line of words written on it——

The old things are lingering, and they are gone with a sword.

There are only eight characters, meaningful, clumsy and solemn, flying and wanton.

When ordinary people see it, they will definitely be amazed by such handwriting and regard him as a master of calligraphy.

In the eyes of warriors like Cheng Wuyong, these eight characters are all swords, and all of them exude the momentum to pierce the sky and cut down everything!

Just one look made his eyes and mind feel stinging.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Wuyong carefully put away this piece of calligraphy, bowed again and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for the calligraphy!"

His heart was beating rapidly, and he was extremely excited.

He had a strong hunch that if he could often figure out the eight characters in this calligraphy treasure, he would be able to break through the barriers of cultivation that had hindered him for many years, and step through the threshold of the master realm in one fell swoop!

"Go ahead."

Su Yi waved his hand.

Cheng Wuyong has been stuck in the Qi Gathering Realm of Dzogchen for many years, and he just needs to get there. For him, giving him guidance is just a matter of convenience.

If it were someone who didn't have enough realm, these words would be meaningless even if they were said.

Early the next morning.

Su Yi was as boring as before, practicing, washing, and eating.

But this is practice.

If you are greedy for the prosperity of the mortal world, linger in the entanglement of the world, and waste your time, your practice will inevitably be delayed and wasted.

It seems that under Su Yi's influence, Feng Xiaofeng, Huang Qianjun, and Feng Xiaoran have also become extremely self-disciplined and diligent in their cultivation these days.

until evening.

"Brother Su, the carriage is ready."

Huang Ganjun hurriedly walked in from outside the courtyard, "Mrs. Cuiyun from Fengyuanzhai also readily agreed to give up the ninth floor of the Shanhe Palace."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look weird.

When he arrived at Fengyuanzhai just now, Mrs. Cuiyun came out to receive him in person, treating him as a first-class distinguished guest and not daring to show any slights.

But when she learned that Su Yi had chosen to have a banquet at Fengyuanzhai tonight, Mrs. Cuiyun was stunned. Her beautiful face was constantly changing, which was truly wonderful.

Obviously, what happened that night still left her with lingering fears.

But in the end, she happily agreed and reserved the Shanhe Palace on the ninth floor.

"good."

Su Yi nodded, looked at Feng Xiaofeng not far away, and said: "Junior Brother Feng, remember to warm a pot of wine and drink together when I come back."

"Senior Brother Su, be careful!"

Feng Xiaofeng warned.

"Be careful?" Feng Xiaoran thought about it seriously and said crisply: "Brother, I think those enemies should be careful."

Feng Xiaofeng: "..."

Su Yi couldn't help but laugh.

He waved his hand, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.

Ever since he got the black jade pendant, Su Yi was too lazy to carry the bamboo stick in his hand.

And when you can ride a carriage, you will naturally be too lazy to walk...

Soon, Huang Qianjun drove a carriage and drove Su Yi out of Hulu Alley.

Although it is dusk, lanterns are already hung on the streets and alleys in the city, and the noisy and lively sounds are fermenting in the streets and alleys, just like a picture of a vast world with various forms of human beings.

Fengyuanzhai.

When he saw Su Yi and Huang Qianjun approaching, a fat middle-aged man in brocade clothes who had been waiting there for a long time was all excited. He hurriedly came over to greet them and said with a smile on his face: "Young Master Su and Young Master Huang are here, please come quickly! "

This person is one of the eight stewards of Fengyuanzhai. The last time Su Yi had a banquet here, he was waiting outside the hall waiting for orders.

As soon as they entered the main hall on the first floor of Fengyuanzhai, Mrs. Cuiyun also came after hearing the news. She wore a well-tailored black palace dress that made her snow-white and delicate skin particularly dazzling.

When he saw Su Yi, her beautiful and dignified face was full of smiles and charming.

"If the seven people on this list come, let them come to the Shanhe Palace to see me."

Su Yi took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

Mrs. Cuiyun's laughter was sweet and sweet, "Don't worry, Mr. Su, tonight's banquet will definitely satisfy you and your guests."

Su Yi reminded: "I don't know whether the dead man is satisfied or not."

Mrs. Cuiyun was stunned for a moment. After understanding the meaning of Su Yi's words, the smile on her face suddenly solidified.