Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Gyeongju!

If Cheongju is a major grain-producing state, then Gyeongju is a land of swamps.

There are developed water systems and rivers here, and the canals are dug to connect merchant ships and freight from all over the country. It has become the water transportation hub of the Dali Dynasty, and its level of development is even higher than that of Qingzhou.

Among the sixteen states of the Dali Dynasty, Gyeongju’s economy, number of monks, and population were at least among the top five.

The Nakcheon River is the largest river in Gyeongju, with a total length of more than 5,000 kilometers. It has a developed water system and many tributaries, running through many continents of the Daeli Dynasty.

On the sparkling Luochuan River, ripples appeared on the surface, and a huge carved cruise ship moved forward leisurely, stirring the clear river water.

The hull is made of precious golden sandalwood, and the bow is carved with cloud and dragon patterns. On the deck, there are artists playing the strings, and the music is melodious. There are also maids singing and dancing. Their dresses are flowing in the wind, as soft as the reflection in the water. .

The colorful flags were fluttering on both sides of the ship's side, and the breeze blew by, making the hunting sound sound, making it look particularly flamboyant.

On the boat, a young man in brocade clothes stood leaning on the railing, looking into the distance and appreciating the thousands of miles of fertile fields on both sides of the strait.

Holding a fishing rod in hand, he fished by the river, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"Sixth Prince, how is the harvest?"

A soft voice came from behind. Under the gaze of the young master in brocade clothes, a young girl walked up. She had an excellent appearance, beautiful eyebrows, jade cheeks and lips, a beautiful face, wearing a blue shirt, and a dimple. flowery.

Looking at this young man in brocade, Wei Qingwan, a talented female disciple from the Qingzhou Ten Thousand Swords League, was very polite because of his unusual identity and background.

The young master in Jinyi in front of him is Wei Lanchen, the current sixth prince of the Dali Dynasty. This time he came to Qingzhou area in the name of traveling.

The Dali Dynasty is now weak in national power and cannot even deal with the disaster victims under its rule, but they say that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Once upon a time when the Dali Dynasty was just founded and the country was at its peak, millions of heroes were all cultivators. Not to mention the Daotai realm, even the number of monks in the Zifu was more than one could count. The founding emperor was even the Great Cave Xu. Yes, he marched all the way east and west, suppressing the good and evil sects within the country and trembling, not without being frightened.

Although the Dali Dynasty has declined, no one knows how much wealth their ancestors have left for them. In addition, the Dali Dynasty is still the orthodoxy in the world. Even a large righteous sect like the Wanjian League cannot face the princes of the Dali Dynasty. Will treat each other with courtesy.

The sixth prince, Wei Lanchen, raised his fishing rod, looked at the eaten bait, shrugged and said, "As you can see, the fish in your Luochuan River are really cunning."

Wei Qingwan pursed her lips and smiled softly, and said: "Sixth Prince, maybe the Dragon Qi of the Imperial Dao in you is too strong, which scares the fish away. Not far ahead is the gate of our Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. Six If the prince is interested, there will be spiritual fish raised at the mountain gate, and fishing for them will be much more interesting."

"Haha, it seems that I haven't mastered the "Dragon-Suppressing Tianluo Divine Code" yet, and I can't even control my breath well."

Wei Lanchen laughed. The Dragon-Suppressing Tianluo Divine Canon is the secret art of the royal family of the Dali Dynasty. It was created by the founding emperor. It was practiced with the help of dragon veins and the luck of the dynasty. It is the most domineering.

"Sixth Prince, please don't belittle yourself. Who doesn't know that among all the royal children, your cultivation talent is the best choice? You are now at the fifth level of the secret realm. Your strength is only lower than the eldest princess, and will surpass the eldest princess in the future. All very promising.”

Wei Qingwan shook her head and advised Wei Lanchen.

But this is also true. He is at the fifth level of the Secret Realm at a young age. Although he has a big tree at his back to enjoy the shade and has no shortage of training resources, his own talent cannot be ignored.

"I can't compare to the imperial sister. She is a real immortal seedling. I have no hope of catching up with her in this life."

Wei Lanchen leaned on the side of the ship, showing a somewhat self-deprecating smile, and said to himself: "Speaking of which, your Senior Brother Zhang from the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, I saw him last time in Licheng. At that time, all the heroes in the world gathered, and the geniuses were everywhere. He His performance is extremely impressive, and his flying sword is invincible. He is worthy of his status as a righteous immortal. If you see him this time, you must learn some sword control techniques from him. "

Hearing this, Wei Qingwan's expression froze slightly, and she looked a little unnatural.

"how?"

Wei Lanchen noticed something was wrong with Wei Qingwan's expression and asked a little strangely.

"Sixth Prince, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her senior brother Zhang."

At this moment, another female voice came.

In the cabin, a woman came forward. Her eyebrows were as long as an ink painting. She was dressed in green clothes, with a sword belt floating in the air. Her long black hair was fluttering in the wind, and a few strands of hair brushed her thin and delicate cheeks. She had a unique look all over her body. The awe-inspiring sword power seems to be able to cut through autumn water and penetrate clouds and mist.

"Qin Mengying, what are you talking about?"

Wei Qingwan's eyes were unhappy, and she looked at the approaching woman with a confused expression.

Because this woman's name is Qin Mengying, she is a talented disciple of the Huoyun Palace, the largest righteous sect in Qingzhou. She is also a righteous immortal seedling. She once competed with Zhang Ximing for supremacy in the past, and the two were known as the two prides of Qingzhou.

Because the relationship between Wanjianmeng and Huoyundian is very bad, and both of them are female monks of the younger generation in Gyeongju, they are often compared by people. They are almost equal in appearance, but in terms of strength, Wei Qingwan is just a secret Qin Mengying is on the second level of the Hidden Realm, but she is already on the fourth level of the Secret Realm. Therefore, Wei Qingwan has a very bad impression of Qin Mengying, and there are many overt and covert fights every time they meet.

"Isn't what I said the truth? The news from Qingzhou is that your Zhang Xinming was captured by Su Jie, the fairy of Guiling Palace. Now he is demanding a ransom before he is released. There are 30 million spiritual stones. I don't know if you are willing to part with them." Pay money.”

Qin Mengying spoke slowly and told the truth.

Like Wei Qingwan, she came here to accompany the prince, Wei Lanchen, to accompany him around Qingzhou, introduce Qingzhou's customs and customs, and demonstrate her sect's etiquette.

"Oh, Guiling Palace Immortal Miao Su Jie, I have also heard of his reputation. He was the one who killed Wei Ji. I didn't expect Zhang Xinming to be his opponent. Is this demon cultivator so strong?"

Wei Lanchen's tone was surprised. Wei Ji, a Qingzhou righteous path immortal, has been practicing in Dali City all year round. He is also a famous person in Dali City. His adventures and talents are often talked about.

But no one expected that after returning to Qingzhou, news of his death would come.

At that time, there was a lot of discussion in Dali City, and the name Su Jie began to enter everyone's attention.

"Not only did he kill Wei Ji and capture Zhang Xinming, he also led his team to attack a medium-to-large righteous sect in Qingzhou. His reputation is particularly loud in Qingzhou."

When Qin Mengying mentioned the name Su Jie, her eyes revealed a trace of fighting spirit, and she said, "If I have the chance, I really want to ask him for advice."

"Su Jie is just relying on the power of the Flying Dharma Boat. In terms of strength, he cannot be the opponent of Senior Brother Zhang. When we rescue Senior Brother Zhang, next time the two sides fight fairly, Su Jie will only be killed by Senior Brother Zhang head-on."

Wei Qingwan is still defending her senior brother. She still doesn't know that her senior brother has already died.

No one responded to Wei Qingwan's words, because Qin Mengying and Wei Lanchen raised their heads almost at the same time, looking into the distance.

"Such a strong spiritual power fluctuation, what's going on?"

Qin Mengying unsheathed the long sword at her waist and looked toward the southwest with sharp eyes.

"At least it's Daotai realm, Uncle Liu, what do you think?"

As the prince of the Dali Dynasty, Wei Lanchen was very knowledgeable. He just sensed the fluctuations coming from the distance and made a judgment directly.

"It is indeed the Daotai Realm, coming towards us, be careful." An old man appeared behind Wei Lanchen at some point. He was a Daotai Realm monk. He was a member of the royal family dedicated to protecting Wei Lanchen, the prince.

"This is near the gate of our Wanjian Alliance. Who dares to be so presumptuous here?"

Wei Qingwan had the lowest cultivation level and her reaction was the slowest. When she sensed the strong spiritual power fluctuations, she could already see the spiritual power fluctuations in her field of vision.

Uh-huh!

A ray of light that was as bright as a meteor escaped quickly. It was the brilliance of a flying sword of the highest grade magic weapon level.

Through the glow, one can vaguely see the outline of a vague humanoid baby inside, which seems to be the soul.

Not long after the meteor appeared, a spreading thunderstorm cloud appeared behind it, and a huge shadow appeared in the storm.

It has a shell like dragon scales, two piercing big eyes, shining with cold blue light under the lightning, and six pairs of wings like sails. Every time it waves, it brings up strong winds and stirs up storms.

The sinuous and sinister pale corpse hands were extremely thick, and the body blocked the sunlight, casting a shadow on the earth, like a moving mountain peak.

There was a man and a woman standing above the giant insect, chasing after Feijian.

Seeing this scene, Wei Lanchen, Wei Qingwan, and Qin Mengying all had their pupils shrink. This was obviously a life-and-death struggle in the Taoist realm.

"Is that a demon cultivator?"

Wei Lanchen looked at the huge ferocious insect flying in the sky. This appearance really didn't look like a good person.

Qin Mengying and Wei Qingwan were both observing carefully and secretly on guard.

They had to be careful not to kill a Taoist realm demon cultivator without being affected.

Demon cultivators like to bully the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, and they don't have the concept of bullying the weak. Instead, they particularly like to bully the weak. There is no such thing as saying that facing a genius disciple in the Taoist realm, he will let him go out of face.

"I am Zhong Xinpeng, the Supreme Elder of Guanchao Pavilion. Behind me is Su Jie, the Immortal Miao of Guiling Palace. This person killed Zhang Xinming and Elder Murong Yue. Fellow Taoists of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, please come to my aid quickly."

At the same time, on the top-grade magic weapon Flying Sword of Tianqiong Escape, the Yuan Shen mobilized his remaining strength and let out a loud roar. The sound waves spread out and could be heard for hundreds of miles, including the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance not far away. Mountain gate.

"What, he is Su Jie. Elder Murong and Senior Brother Zhang died in the battle."

Wei Qingwan trembled when she heard the shouting that spread in all directions, with a look of disbelief on her face.

She looked carefully at the figure on top of the vicious insect. The insect did indeed resemble the shape of the Thousand-Handed Centipede written on the wanted notice. Coupled with the overly young face, Wei Qingwan opened her little mouth wide and clenched her fists angrily: " How is it possible, how is it possible for Senior Brother Zhang to die? Elder Murong is still at the third level of Dao Tai Realm, how can he, Su Jie, be able to defeat him?"

"So that's it. Su Jie has already broken through to the Taoist realm. No wonder."

Qin Mengying murmured to himself, no wonder Zhang Ximing was captured directly, but even so, Qin Mengying was still extremely shocked.

It is not easy to break through the Daotai realm, not to mention that after Su Jie broke through, he also killed Murong Yue, the third-level Daotai realm elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.

As for the authenticity of this, Qin Mengying is not an ignorant casual cultivator. The high-grade magic weapon Flying Sword cannot be faked. She has also heard of Zhong Xinpeng's name. Huoyun Palace and Guanchao Pavilion are mortal enemies. As the Fire Cloud Palace, she Fairy seedlings are often the enemies of sect elders.

Now Zhong Xinpeng, a fourth-level Daotai realm cultivator, has been hunted down and only his soul is left to escape, which shows how terrifying Su Jie is.

The original intention to compete with Su Jie, a famous Qingzhou demon cultivator, instantly turned into green smoke and dissipated.

Her strength is not qualified to fight Su Jie head-on, and she still has this self-knowledge.

"The demons in Qingzhou are so cruel, even more excessive than those in Chongzhou. They hunt down righteous cultivators in broad daylight, and they are Daotai realm cultivators."

Wei Lanchen's eyes flickered. Even in Chongzhou, where the demons of the Dali Dynasty are most prosperous, such things are very rare.

"Elder Zhong, you offended me and still want to escape. You want the Wanjian League to save you. It's wishful thinking. Even if the king of heaven comes today, I will take your life."

Above the sky, there was a thunderous vibration again.

As thunderstorms raged, hundreds of purple sky thunders bombarded the top-grade magic sword.

The flying sword was knocked down from the sky and landed right in the water of Luochuan River.

The next moment, a shadow covered the cruise ship, and the Thousand-Handed Centipede fell from the sky, blocking the sunlight. The strong wind raised by its wings blew the cruise ship up and down, and the people on the boat were also blown to the ground.

Su Jie landed on the river and reached forward with his right hand.

Tens of thousands of pale corpse hands surged and gathered into a big hand that seemed to cover both sides of the Luochuan River and grabbed into the Luochuan River.

Boom!

The Luochuan River was boiling, countless river water and mud were pushed away, and a brilliant flying sword was caught, still struggling. It was the top-grade magic sword, the Shengang Sword, and Zhong Xinpeng's broken soul was attached to it. Su Jie held it tightly and there was no escape.

"I am the Grand Elder of Guanchao Pavilion, you Su Jie."

Zhong Xinpeng looked at Su Jie in fear, and wanted to bring out his background.

But Su Jie didn't give him a chance at all. He clenched his big hand, like a millstone, and his broken soul was like a bubble that was punctured, completely shattered, and then sucked into the Wanhun Banner in Han Ruyan's hand.

A strong man of the fourth level of Daotai Realm fell in the hands of Su Jie.

"So much nonsense."

Su Jie shook his hand, looked at the gradually calming Shengang Sword, put it in his palm happily, looked up and down, grinned and said: "Good sword, good sword!"

Gulp!

The cruise ship shook violently in the surging river water. On the deck of the ship, Wei Qingwan moved her throat, looking at Su Jie who fell from the Thousand Hands Centipede and stepped on the river surface, with her eyes wide open.

Although she knew that this was the murderer who killed Senior Brother Zhang and Elder Murong, she could not feel any anger. Instead, she felt cold all over and fear grew in her heart.

"So strong!"

This was Qin Mengying's only thought at this time. Su Jie's strength made her, a genius from Qingzhou, feel a mountain of pressure. The two sides were not on the same level.

The old man surnamed Liu stood in front of Wei Lanchen without leaving a trace, staring at Su Jie with a serious face.

Wei Lanchen looked at Su Jie without leaving a trace, and subconsciously touched the gilded bracelet on his hand. Only this innate spiritual object could make him feel a little relieved. (End of this chapter)