The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

In the past, on the Cangqing Continent, very few monks knew that the Imperial Realm existed.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, even the path to the spiritual path was almost legendary.

But Qingluo, a young man in white robe, casually talked about proving himself as emperor. How could this not surprise Su Yi?

Undoubtedly, the origin of Qingluo is not simple.

He possesses the cultivation level of the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

This also means that he already had this level of cultivation when he woke up from that tomb half a month ago.

This reminded Su Yi of something.

Before leaving Daxia Jiuding City, the current Xia Emperor once said one thing. On the Cangqing Continent, the second batch of ancient monsters have gradually awakened and been born.

This second batch of ancient monsters all have spiritual cultivation levels!

This made Su Yi couldn't help but suspect that the Qingluo in front of him was most likely an ancient evildoer who was just in a state of amnesia.

Of course, there are still many doubts about Qingluo.

Unlike other ancient monsters, he has a temperament that can only be accumulated through the ups and downs of the world.

To be more precise, it is the breath of time!

Because of this, Su Yi rejected the idea that the other party was a reincarnated person.

After all, for a reincarnated person like him, his bone age, temperament, charm, and vitality are all the vitality that young people should have, and it is impossible to have the vicissitudes of time.

"Friend, you don't look like an ordinary monk."

Qingluo suddenly said, "In you, I even smelled a dangerous aura that made me depressed and frightened. That kind of instinctive induction can never be deceiving."

His eyes were as deep as a whirlpool, with a hint of curiosity in his expression.

Su Yi said calmly: "Of course I am different from others."

Qingluo smiled inexplicably and said leisurely: "Everyone in this world is different from others, but there should not be many characters like me and you in this Cangqing Continent."

With that said, he put away his fishing rod, stood up and said, "The depths of this dry well run through the underground Juesha Yin Vein. I'm sure there is a Taiyin Spirit Fish in it. Do you want to try it?"

Su Yi nodded and said, "Then I'm welcome."

When he came to the dry well, he gently picked it with his palms, and wisps of spiritual light filled with the aura of the Sun emerged, entangled with each other, and weaved into a large web of spiritual power in the blink of an eye.

"What kind of order is this?"

Qingluo Dun was interested.

The great network of spiritual power surges with light, and the breath of the sun is astonishing. Those interlaced grids are actually a dense and mysterious command power.

"Xuan Yang Spirit Screen."

Su Yi said casually, grabbed the spiritual power net and threw it into the depths of the dry well. In his hand, he held a spiritual power rope connected to the spiritual power net.

"wonderful!"

Qingluo clicked his tongue in surprise.

"What's so wonderful about it?"

Su Yi asked.

"This edict should be passed down from the Dao Sect, from the highest to the highest, and use this as a net. For the Taiyin Spirit Fish, it is like encountering the most delicious bait in the world."

Qingluo said, "What surprises me even more is that my friend's control of power has reached the point where he can refine his spirit like silk and move his heart at will. It's breathtaking. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. In the star realm, there are also powerful people like fellow Taoist."

He was not flattering, he obviously felt it.

Su Yi looked into the depths of the dry well and said casually: "It's just a little trick, not worth a penny."

Qingluo was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are so humble."

modesty?

Su Yi didn't say anything more.

Not long after, he flicked his wrist.

Uh-huh!

The large spiritual net woven by Xuanyang Lingmu's order was swept out from the depths of the dry well, and a struggling fish was tied up in the net pocket.

This fish's entire body is silver, as bright as ice and snow, and is no bigger than a palm, but the aura that permeates its body is as cold as ice to the bone.

Qingluo's eyes lit up and he said: "The body is more than five inches long. This fish should have a lifespan of eighty years. It can be regarded as a rare spiritual object. What's rare is that it also contains some Yin Tao charm, which is of incomparable value." Estimate.”

"You want it? That's it for you."

Su Yi shook the big net in his hand and threw up the Taiyin Spirit Fish, which was caught by Qing Luo's reaching hand.

"My friend really plans to give this fish to me?"

Qingluo was a little surprised.

Su Yi said: "They are like chicken ribs to me, tasteless when eaten."

Qingluo was stunned, looked at the Taiyin Spirit Fish in his hand, and finally said with a smile: "Then I'm welcome."

While talking, he stuffed the live fish into his mouth and chewed it. When the blood was about to flow out, he scraped it with the tip of his tongue and swallowed it into his stomach along with the blood, fish meat and fish bones.

He looks handsome and has an extraordinary bearing, but his bloody eating appearance makes people shudder.

"Comfortable."

Qingluo patted his belly, let out a sigh of satisfaction, and said, "I have been fishing here for three days, and I never thought that in the end, with the help of my friends, I would get this delicious taste."

After that, he waved his hand and said, "It's time for me to go."

Turn around and stride away.

When he reached the gate of the temple, he suddenly stamped his feet, turned around and said with a smile: "Friend, I suddenly remembered something. Do you want to hear it?"

Su Yi took out the wine gourd and took a sip, and said: "What you want to say is that when I started fishing before, I had a murderous intention in my heart?"

Qingluo's deep, whirlpool-like eyes narrowed slightly, and then he burst into laughter and said, "Sure enough, friends are extraordinary people!"

Su Yi smiled and said, "What a pity."

Qingluo said: "What's the pity?"

Su Yi said: "It's a pity that the fish didn't work."

"What does this mean?"

Qingluo was puzzled.

Su Yi said calmly: "I am both fishing and fishing, but you did not take action in the end, and the fish was wasted."

The smile on Qingluo's face faded, and he said in surprise: "My friend, have you expected that I would have such a glimmer of murderous intention?"

Su Yi said calmly: "The moment you said you felt a dangerous aura from me, I noticed that something was wrong with you, but I couldn't tell what you wanted to do, so I took advantage of fishing. Let’s give you a try.”

Qing Luo showed a look of surprise, "That's it."

Immediately he shook his head and said with shame: "In the final analysis, my mood is still not calm enough, so it shows some abnormalities. Of course, this is also inseparable from your clairvoyance, my friend."

Su Yi said: "Since you are already planning to leave, why don't you tell me why you had that murderous intention before?"

Qingluo thought for a while and said: "Intuition."

"intuition?"

"Yes, the dangerous aura of my friend makes me very uncomfortable, and what I hate the most is this uncomfortable feeling."

Qingluo said seriously, "I have a hunch that even if I really become friends with you, this uncomfortable feeling will still exist. Therefore, I did want to kill you for a moment before."

This reason is undoubtedly absurd.

But Su Yi believed it.

When a mouse sees a cat, it instinctively feels danger and fear.

The so-called natural enemies are like this.

Qingluo said with a smile: "My friend said that the fish was wasted before, but it was that fish that made me give up the idea of ​​doing it."

After that, he waved his hand and said, "When we meet in the future, I hope I won't feel the dangerous aura from my friends that makes me uncomfortable. In this way, maybe we can really become friends instead of like now, It seemed like a friendly farewell, but in fact... it was full of the flavor of an unhappy separation."

The sound is still echoing, and the green pheasant has strode away.

"Don't you think it's like a mouse meeting a cat?"

Su Yi stood still and did not pursue him.

Qingluo didn't stop walking and waved without looking back: "Who is the mouse and who is the cat, we can't say for sure now. We should take a broad view. The two of us... will definitely differentiate in the future!"

Su Yi snorted and said, "Next time we meet, you'd better not disappoint me, otherwise, I won't feel it's worth letting you go today."

Qingluo's hearty laughter came from the distance, "Friend, you too!"

This young man with a strange origin and suspected amnesia disappeared completely.

"When you encounter an attractive character, it would be a pity if you killed him directly..."

Su Yi secretly said.

He paused in this dilapidated courtyard for a moment longer, then turned around and left.

Not long after, Su Yi came to the depths of a peach blossom forest located on the top of Guimuling Mountain.

It was here that he saw the Pure Yang Fire Peach Tree, the spirit Tao Qingshan who was born here, and the stone tablet left by Ge Changling, the Sea-Swallowing King.

However, when I came this time, this peach blossom forest was full of ghost bats!

This little ghost has a dark body, a green face and fangs, and likes to eat corpse energy and residual souls. It is only about the size of a palm, but it is extremely vicious and cruel.

If bitten by it, even a warrior would be attacked by the corpse poison and die suddenly.

Even ordinary Yuandao monks are unwilling to provoke such ghosts, because they come in groups, move quickly, are good at sonic attacks, and are extremely difficult to deal with.

However, the ghost bats that Su Yi saw now were obviously kept here. There was a clay pot standing on the branch where each ghost bat hung upside down.

What is contained in the clay pot is the refined soul energy.

Wisps of soul energy as thin as an ox hair are gray-white, pouring into the ghost bat's body like smoke, as if it is practicing.

When Su Yi saw this scene, he frowned slightly.

This kind of feeding technique is extremely sinister and vicious. It requires capturing a steady stream of living souls to refine the soul energy, which can be used as food for the ghost bats to absorb and refine.

The soul energy accumulated in a clay pot requires at least hundreds of living souls to be refined.

In the peach blossom forest in front of you, there are at least a thousand clay pots hanging!

This also means that at least one hundred thousand living creatures were killed and their souls were refined!

"It seems that when the world is in chaos, all kinds of monsters and demons dare to come out and cause trouble..."

Just when Su Yi thought of this, as if he suddenly noticed, the figure disappeared out of thin air.

After a few breaths.

Whoosh!

A ghostly figure in the form of a woman hurried over.

She stood outside the peach grove and looked into the depths of the peach grove. She said with a panicked expression: "Sir, it's not good. Before those monsters we drove entered Guangling City, they were attacked by an extremely powerful person. The scary demon cultivator was scared away!"

Before the voice fell, a black ghost mist suddenly rose into the sky from deep in the peach forest.