The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

In front of the desk, under candlelight.

Su Yi opened a secret document sent by Huang Qianjun.

"Before you find out the relationship between Chajin and the Yuelun Sect of the Great Wei Dynasty, remember not to alert the enemy."

"If his identity is confirmed, he will be captured alive and sent to Yujing City."

"If you need help, you can go to the governor's mansion with my jade token. Qin Wenyuan will definitely be able to help you."

"As for my sixth brother's matter, you don't need to get involved."

"This secret volume will be burned after reading it!"

...Seeing this, Su Yi sighed softly, it was really troublesome.

There are hundreds of secular kingdoms on the Cangqing Continent.

Dazhou is just one of them.

Adjacent to the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were two secular kingdoms, one was the Great Wei and the other was the Great Yan.

Among them, Dayan has the strongest national power.

The Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Wei Dynasty were equally divided, and the confrontations and conflicts between the two countries were also the most frequent, with constant wars all year round.

Dayan has always been sitting on a mountain watching the fight between tigers and tigers.

After all, a fight between two tigers would be most beneficial to Dayan.

"The Yuelun Sect of the Great Wei... Cha Jin's identity is indeed not simple. It is most likely that he is a chess piece placed by the Great Wei next to the second prince."

"Qin Wenyuan turned out to be a member of the second prince. If you think about it this way, no matter whether I kill Nan Wenxiang today or not, Qin Wenyuan's death alone may make the second prince regard me as his enemy."

Su Yi thought silently.

The current emperor of Zhou Dynasty has eight sons and three daughters.

The names of these eight sons are very interesting. It is said that the names of the eight sons were chosen by Hong Shenshang, the national master, according to the Bagua signs.

They are Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen and Dui.

Like the sixth prince, he was called Zhou Zhili.

The second prince was naturally called Zhou Zhikun.

"No matter what troubles and disturbances he has, if he offends me, I will kill him with one sword."

After a moment, Su Yi casually tore up the secret volume with a deep and dull look in his eyes.

Disputes in the secular world are also a kind of experience.

Those who are born will experience the natural calamities of heaven and earth.

Those who join the world will experience the calamity of refining their hearts in the world of mortals.

Both are indispensable.

When he, Su Xuanjun, was reborn here, how could he be afraid of the turbulent waves of the world of mortals?

Without thinking any more, Su Yi started boring and hard training just like before.

The night is getting darker.

Outside the Hulu Alley, the lights were dim.

A downcast old man came to the entrance of Calabash Alley, looking at the darkness deep in the alley, hesitantly.

The old man had a scruffy beard and was dressed in shabby linen clothes. His tall figure was gaunt and gaunt. When he walked, he had a hunched back and a hunched back. He looked like he was in his twilight years.

After a while, the old man suddenly turned around and came to a stall selling wontons on the side of the street and said, "Have a bowl."

He sat down casually.

The wonton seller was a lean man who quickly got busy after hearing this.

Not long after, a steaming bowl of wontons was served.

The old man didn't eat, but there was a hint of emotion in his turbid eyes, "The disciples of Yin Sha Sect have become so messed up that they have to sell wontons to make ends meet. It's really getting worse and worse."

The lean man's face suddenly changed, he dropped the spoon in his hand and ran away.

puff!

A bamboo chopstick was inserted into his neck like an arrow, and the figure fell to the ground with a thud.

The old man didn't even look at it. He picked up a spoon and chopsticks and began to enjoy the wontons in front of him. He ate them deliciously.

After finishing the soup in the bowl, the old man smacked his lips and then stood up.

This time, he walked into the depths of Calabash Alley without any hesitation.

Until he came to Zhuo'an's residence.

The old man took out a bone flute from his arms, put it to his lips and blew it gently.

A soft and ethereal flute sound floated in the deep night.

in the room.

Su Yi, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes quietly and frowned slightly. Why did all the monsters and monsters come out tonight?

Are you not going to stop people from doing this?

Almost at the same time, Qingwan's panicked voice sounded from the soul-nurturing gourd: "Master Immortal, someone is using the soul-controlling technique to forcibly detain me..."

Su Yi couldn't help but be surprised, he came here for Qingwan?

Clang!

The Yuxuan Sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the sword was pressed across the soul-nurturing gourd.

"Don't panic, I'll go take a look."

Su Yi said, carrying Yingzi Sword, and walked out of the room.

It is late at night, the stars are sparse and the moon is bright, and everything is silent.

There was a faint wisp of flute sound floating over the courtyard.

When Su Yi came out with his sword, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Outside the courtyard, the old man in sackcloth was silent for a moment and said, "If you keep Qing Wan by your side, you may be in trouble. I hope you can return her."

Su Yi stood in the courtyard and suddenly said: "Weng Yunqi?"

A chill appeared in the eyes of the old man in sackcloth, "It seems that my unscrupulous disciple Wu Ruoqiu was killed by the Young Master."

The two were talking through the closed door. No one could see the other, but the atmosphere suddenly became tense and depressing.

"You also said that he is very unscrupulous. Killing him can be regarded as eliminating harm from the world."

Su Yi said, quietly approaching the wall on one side of the courtyard.

"That's all, I'll come back another day."

As soon as the voice of the old man in sackcloth rang out, Su Yi's figure jumped to the top of the wall like an arrow from the string.

But what surprised him was that the sound was still echoing, but he only saw a figure that had already escaped from the gourd alley and disappeared in a flash.

"This old guy is quite cautious."

Su Yiqiang suppressed the urge to pursue.

He was worried that he was trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain. After all, he was not the only one in Zhuo'an Xiaoju.

"Weng Yunqi must be carrying that piece of soul jade. Perhaps it was this jade that allowed him to sense Qingwan's aura and find this place."

While Su Yi was thinking about it, he turned around and returned to the room.

When masters and disciples Weng Yunqi and Wu Ruoqiu betrayed the Yinsha Sect, they took away three treasures, a mysterious soul jade, a secret scroll for raising ghost corpses and insects, and a soul-raising gourd.

Among them, the Secret Scroll, the Soul-nurturing Gourd, and Qingwan were all under Wu Ruoqiu's control at first. After Wu Ruoqiu's death, these fell into Su Yi's hands.

Only the piece of mysterious soul jade is not there.

When he was at Guimu Ridge, through the confessions of those descendants of the Yinsha Sect, Su Yi learned that Qingwan was sleeping in that mysterious soul jade at the very beginning!

As for where this piece of soul jade came from, it is still a mystery.

"I was worried that I couldn't find you, old guy, but you came to my door. That's good. When I find the soul jade, I might be able to find out some clues about Qingwan's life experience."

Su Yi knew that as long as Qingwan was by his side, there was no need to worry that Weng Yunqi would disappear.

Returning to the room, he put away Yuxuan Sword and said to Qingwan in the soul-nurturing gourd: "It's okay."

"Master Immortal, are people from the Yinsha Sect here?"

Qingwan's soft and timid voice came out.

"good."

Su Yi said, "You have been more vigilant recently. If you notice something is wrong, please inform me immediately."

"Um!"

…

Outside Calabash Alley.

Next to the wonton stall, a man squatted in front of the body of the lean man who was killed with bamboo chopsticks. He looked at it for a moment and frowned.

"This old man Weng Yunqi is so ruthless that he even kills the minions who are following him. Could it be that he has already sensed the danger?"

This man, with a sallow face and skinny muscles, and slovenly clothes, is none other than Chu Silang, the "Consumption Ghost", one of the four guardians of the Gunzhou branch of Yinshamen.

He took out a piece of blood candle from his sleeve robe, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently, his pair of triangular eyes suddenly glowed with a pale green luster.

Then, he stood up and walked step by step towards the Calabash Alley.

When he came to Zhuo'an's small residence, he paused, and a trace of doubt appeared on his eyebrows, "Why did the old man stay here for a while and then leave?"

He looked at the closed door of Zhuo'an Xiaoju, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around quietly.

Arriving outside the Calabash Alley, Chu Silang couldn't help but be startled when he saw a group of beggars excitedly rummaging for their belongings next to the lean man's body.

"Making wealth from dead people is somewhat similar to my Yin Sha Sect's style."

Chu Silang smiled and turned around.

Not long after he left, an old beggar suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Can you see what that man looks like?"

One of them quickly said: "Look clearly, it seems to be one of the three targets we are looking for!"

"Finally, we have some clues. The money from this dead man belongs to you. I have to go and collect the reward first."

The old beggar stood up and hurried away.

Half an hour later.

In a long-abandoned mansion in the city.

At ten o'clock in the night, a beautiful woman looked at the altar that had just been built in front of her with satisfaction.

The altar is three feet high and made of countless snow-white arm bones. On top are nine skulls glowing with blood.

Next to each skull, there is a black soul-calling flag.

"If the helmsman hadn't come up with so many precious materials, this 'Spirit-Bound Blood Corpse' formation would have been impossible to set up."

The beautiful lady said softly.

Corpse Lady Liu Xianglan!

"With this formation, we will have a trump card."

On the other side, the old man wearing old robes nodded and spoke.

Taoist Xueheng!

The second level master of Yanglu Realm!

The two of them were talking to themselves when suddenly there was a slight sound of opening the door, and the sick and consumptive ghost Chu Silang walked in.

He first scanned Liu Xianglan's proud chest with a lustful look, and then said with a satisfied smile:

"I have probably locked down Weng Yunqi's whereabouts. If nothing unexpected happens, he will most likely go to a courtyard in Hulu Alley in the city again in the near future."

"Who is the owner of that courtyard?"

Taoist Xueheng asked.

Chu Silang shook his head and said: "I don't know. I was worried about disturbing the situation, so I didn't investigate. I'll find some minions to investigate early tomorrow morning and everything will be clear."

Taoist Xueheng's eyes flashed and he said: "Starting tomorrow, I will squat outside the Hulu Alley. As long as Weng Yunqi appears, he will be unable to fly."

"Old Taoist, didn't you say you asked a big shot in the city for help? Did he agree to help?"

Liu Xianglan asked suddenly.

"No."

Taoist Xueheng let out a long sigh and said somewhat depressedly, "Yesterday, the governor of the county, Qin Wenyuan, was killed, which caused panic among the powerful people in the city. My old friend was also frightened and was unwilling to help at this critical moment."

Chu Silang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether we help or not. We are just dealing with Weng Yunqi. With the strength of the three of us, we can easily take him down."

"All the dignified county guards were killed..."

Liu Xianglan was surprised, "Do you know who did it?"

Taoist Xueheng shook his head and said: "I don't know. It is said that he is a very important person. Even the big people in the city dare not reveal his identity."

"In short, the recent situation in Yunhe County is confusing and turbulent. It is not suitable to stay for a long time."

Speaking of this, he pointed to the altar made of bones, "Cover it so that no one will notice it. Our target this time is Weng Yunqi. Once the matter is completed, we will leave immediately!"

Chu Silang and Liu Xianglan both nodded.