The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Seeing no one responded, Su Yi said: "Since no one objects, from today on, all the cultivating forces in the three kingdoms of Great Zhou, Great Wei, and Great Qin must follow this rule. What do you think, Master Meng?"

He looked at Meng Jinghai.

This Yuntai Conference was initiated by Tiansha Xuanzong, and out of politeness, he wanted to ask Meng Jinghai for his opinion.

Meng Jinghai pondered for a while and said: "What Fellow Daoist Su said is exactly what Meng wants to see. However, since rules are to be established, some rules and regulations should be divided to restrain them."

Su Yi shook his head and said, "It's up to you to discuss this."

He couldn't be bothered to finalize such trivial matters.

Seeing this, everyone present was secretly relieved.

Su Yi's attitude undoubtedly proves one thing. He is not interested in suppressing and controlling the practicing forces present.

Otherwise, with his terrifying strength and methods, he would be able to suppress and surrender these cultivating forces one by one!

This is not an exaggeration.

It should be noted that these big figures present are themselves the top figures of the major cultivating forces.

Even they thought they were no match for Su Yi, let alone others?

Didn’t you see that the majestic leader of the Five Thunder Spirit Sect, Song Changhe, was suppressed to his knees with just one sword blow?

"This move by fellow Daoist Su is really a blessing to the monks in the world!"

Fu Yunkong, the master of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion in the Great Wei Dynasty, sighed in admiration.

He felt it.

Su Yi did not compete for power or seek hegemony. The rules he established were to calm the war and prevent the world's cultivation forces from colliding with each other, and for the sake of the monks in the world.

How could Fu Yunkong not be moved by such a broad mind and courage?

Seeing this, other big shots nodded in praise.

However, only they themselves know whether they agree with Fu Yungong's words in their hearts.

"Is it just a blessing for monks in the world..."

Su Yi muttered to himself, feeling waning for a while.

Just as he expected, the so-called Yuntai Conference only considered the pros and cons of these cultivating forces, and was not at all thinking about the ordinary living beings in the secular world.

However, Su Yi can't be said to be disappointed.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

As long as these cultivating forces don't go to war, it will be a great good thing for worldly sentient beings.

"Yuan Heng, Miss Lan Suo, it's time for us to leave."

Su Yi had no intention of staying any longer, picked up the wine bottle in his hand, turned around and left.

However, when passing by Gu Shandu and Cao Ying, he suddenly stamped his feet and looked over.

Both Gu Shandu and Cao Ying's bodies froze, and their hearts tightened.

"Does Fellow Taoist have something to tell me?"

Gu Shandu came to greet him.

He is the leader of the Baoyan Spirit Sect and a spiritual being.

But when facing Su Yi right in front of him, he felt great pressure.

"Has there been any unusual movement in the Blood Tea Demonic Mountain recently?"

Su Yi asked.

He remembered that two months ago, he had asked Yingque to go to the underground world of Xuetu Demon Mountain to set up the "Dutian Blood Formation". He did not know how many prey from the Heavenly Hell Demon Court had been killed by this formation.

Gu Shandu was startled for a moment, then relaxed, and thought: "There is no abnormal movement, but Gu has heard that there is an extremely terrifying killing array distributed in the space crack deep in the Blood Tea Monster Mountain, which can't be killed." There are few monks from the Heavenly Hell Demon Court who came across the border."

Cao Ying on one side also said: "I have heard about this too."

Su Yi nodded.

It seems that the Dutianhua Blood Formation has collected a lot of prey. After returning to the ruins of the Immortal Sword Tower, Ying Que will be asked to pack up the trophies...

Su Yi looked at Cao Ying again and said with interest: "You have the aura of the Wu Clan's bloodline. Which of the twelve Wu Clan's bloodlines does it come from?"

The descendants of the Wu clan are very mysterious. They are said to be the descendants of innate gods. They are also very rare in the vast wilderness of Jiuzhou.

According to Su Yi's knowledge, the Wu clan is divided into twelve branches, each of which controls a kind of innate magical power. The inherited power has a long history and is extremely ancient.

Cao Ying's skinny figure trembled slightly, and his expression changed: "Taoist friends have good eyesight!"

There was a look of surprise on his brows, as if he didn't expect Su Yi to be able to see through his origins.

Taking a deep breath, Cao Ying whispered: "However, Cao is not a descendant of the twelve lines of the Heavenly Witch. He only inherited part of the innate power of the 'Fire Witch' lineage."

Su Yi said: "Then do you know about the 'Witches and Gods Sect'?"

The Gate of Witches and Gods?

Cao Ying looked puzzled, shook his head and said: "To be honest, fellow Taoist, this is the first time I have heard of such a thing."

Su Yi didn't ask any more questions.

In his previous life, he once broke into a place where a great wizard of the witch clan was seated, and saw eight secret texts of the witch clan engraved on a piece of animal bone with supreme power, and a starry sky shaped like the wings of a vicious bird. Portal pattern.

After repeated deliberation, he finally concluded that the eight secret texts of the witch clan were the eight characters of "Original Pure Land, Gate of Witches and Gods".

The starry sky portal that looks like the wings of a vicious bird is the so-called Gate of Witches and Gods.

In his previous life, Su Yi also searched many ancient books and even found some descendants of the witch clan, trying to find some clues related to the witches and gods.

But in the end, it can only be determined that this so-called gate of witches and gods is the gateway to a sacred world.

In the eyes of the Twelve Lines of the Witch Clan, that sacred realm is the birthplace of the original "Innate Witch God". It can also be called the "ancestral land" of the Twelve Lines of the Witch Clan. It is rumored that there is a hidden path to the Witch Clan. the ultimate mystery.

Therefore, it is called the "original pure land".

And this witch god gate does not seem to exist in the wilderness of Jiuzhou, but is most likely located deep in the starry sky!

"Does Fellow Daoist Su have something to do with our witch clan?"

Cao Ying couldn't help but ask.

"I can't say there is any connection, I just know a little bit about the twelve branches of the Witch Clan."

Su Yi had no intention of continuing the conversation. When he spoke, he had already walked away.

Yuan Heng and Lan Suo followed closely behind.

Meng Jinghai stepped forward to persuade him to stay, but seeing that Su Yi had already decided to leave, he stopped immediately, fearing that Su Yi would resent him.

"Master Su, I was wrong!"

Su Yi had just arrived at the edge of Songtaoyaping. Qiu Tianchi, the leader of the Donghua Sword Sect, who had always been like a welcome attendant, suddenly knelt down here and admitted his mistake in shame.

Everyone: "..."

Lan Suo was even more stunned.

"You are the leader of the Donghua Sword Sect. What you did has nothing to do with me, so why do you need to confess to me?"

Su Yi said calmly.

"I should not have deprived Master Fu Yunlang of his position as Supreme Elder and expelled him from the mountain gate. I should not have refused to save him and drawn a clear line with him!"

Qiu Tianchi's face was filled with remorse and a look of atonement.

Lan Suo couldn't bear to see this.

But Su Yi shook his head and said: "You are not regretful, but you are worried about being settled by Queen Qiu."

Qiu Tianchi's body stiffened and his whole body began to tremble.

Su Yi's words were like a sharp sword piercing his heart!

At the moment, everyone knew how powerful Su Yi was. Song Changhe did not dare to take revenge on Fu Yunlang, but it was easy to take Qiu Tianchi out on him.

Moreover, Meng Jinghai, the Heavenly Evil Emperor Xuanzong, might not even give him protection in this matter.

At this time, if Su Yi could forgive him, it would actually be a kind of protection for Qiu Tianchi.

At least, it’s enough to stop Song Changhe and the others from messing around!

Qiu Tianchi took a deep breath and said bitterly: "Mr. Su, Qiu has been in glory before, but now he has fallen into a trough and he understands deeply that small characters like me must survive in this chaotic world where the world is undergoing drastic changes. , how difficult it is.”

"You may think that Qiu is a weakling, servile, and ugly, but there is nothing you can do about it. Qiu seems to be the headmaster of the Donghua Sword Sect, but in fact his status and status are not even as good as a descendant of the Tiansha Xuanzong."

"Faced with such a powerful force as the Five Thunder Spirit Sect, if I don't draw a clear line between me and Master Fu Yunlang, the entire Donghua Sword Sect will surely suffer!"

"If given the choice, how could Qiu do such a thing that makes his relatives happy and his enemies happy?"

He burst into tears and looked miserable and humble.

Everyone present listened in silence.

No one really cares about what happened to Qiu Tianchi. What they really care about is Su Yi's attitude.

This is reality.

The joys and sorrows of the weak are not important, only the attitude of the strong is important.

Hence the saying that the victorious king defeats the bandits.

Su Yi glanced at Qiu Tianchi with a cold expression: "There are countless people in this world who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but don't forget that there is no shortage of people in this world who would rather live in pieces than in ruins. Since you have chosen your own path, Then you have to bear the price.”

Qiu Tianchi's expression changed, he was bitter and speechless, and fell silent.

Has Su Yi forgive him?

Not to mention.

Because from beginning to end, Su Yi never paid him any attention!

This is undoubtedly the saddest thing.

Seeing all this, Lan Suo's heart was churning.

Indeed, some people choose to grovel in order to survive, but there are also people who look down upon life and death and would rather die than surrender!

Poor people must be hateful, and this is the case with Qiu Tianchi.

At this moment——

Suddenly there was a vast and melodious sound of drums and horns.

Everyone looked subconsciously.

I saw a guard of honor passing through the clouds in the distance.

At the head of the group were two rows of strong men, both men and women, who were clearing the way. They all had evil aura that could not be concealed and rushed out, disturbing the situation.

The two people at the front, one is an old man with a beard, covered with silver scales, with a snow-white horn on his head.

He held a huge conch in both hands and blew out waves of vast melodies.

One is a tall man with a naked bronze upper body, and his muscles are bulging, as if they were made of bronze juice.

He was about ten feet tall, holding a big drum in one hand, and beating the drum head with a bone drumstick in the other.

The sound of conchs and drums sounded in unison, causing the clouds along the way to disperse like flying catkins, opening a wide avenue in the sky.

Behind this support is a treasure chariot.

The treasure chariot is more than ten feet long, and the whole body is polished like divine gold. It shines in the sky, and what pulls the treasure chariot is a golden ferocious beast as huge as a hill.

When they saw this strange and strange team with demonic aura soaring into the sky, the big shots on Songtaoyaping couldn't help but be shocked.

What kind of trip is this?

Why are you here?

Su Yi, who was about to leave, turned around at this moment and looked over.

By blowing the Dharma conch and beating the Dharma drum, the demons cleared the way and roamed the sky.

This battle is huge...