The speaker was a young man wearing an ordinary blue robe. His long hair was randomly tied up and a long sword with a bald scabbard was tied around his waist. He looked like an ordinary young man from a small town.
And although he spoke a little more arrogantly and confidently, there was no annoying look on his face. His expression was very calm, just like...he was born like this.
This is a confident and intelligent man.
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "People always have to take care of something. If you can do whatever you want with strong cultivation and force, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
The young man said: "To do whatever you want means to do something you shouldn't do, to do something unethical, to bully superiors and inferiors. But if there is a reason, then it is not just doing whatever you want, but being clean and decisive!"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "Oh?"
The young man said: "For example, this old prince Su and a group of small sect monks conspired to overthrow the great cause of the Supreme Emperor. Isn't it just a nest of snakes and rats, and the ambition of a wolf? I came from 30,000 miles away, broke through his mansion with a sword, and entered to attack and kill him. How can you do whatever you want if you have one pass?
Young people, don't be too upright. Many things in this world cannot be explained clearly. "Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law" is what the warriors say, "Xia uses martial arts to disrupt the prohibition" is what the scholars say. Which one do you say is correct? ?
You don’t have magical powers in martial arts and follow the principles of the world. But if you have strong cultivation and strength, you will find...
All the legends have changed and all the rules are bullshit! "
After saying that, a trace of vicissitudes of life appeared on his face. He pulled out the sword at his waist and murmured: "The immortal cultivator in the later stage of the tribulation is a sword in the world!"
He slashed out a sword lightly, and in the incomprehensible eyes of the sixteen guards, the dazzling sword light spanned three hundred feet. The gate of the palace collapsed suddenly, and all the palaces in front seemed to be shattered in an instant.
Of the sixteen guards, only the leader of the Yinxu Realm barely managed to escape, but he was also shocked and stunned. The rest were all unconscious and died. The palace was in ruins, with countless maids and servants fainting, holding in their hands The melon and fruit snacks he was carrying fell to the floor.
The young man had already flashed into the depths of the palace with dozens of afterimages.
Xin Zhuo was watching silently all the time, with no intention of stopping him. It was not until the young man disappeared deep into the courtyard that he walked up the stone steps of the palace gate, helped the "stupid" guard commander up, and said: "There is a saying What he said is right, 'If you have strong cultivation, all legends will change.' At that time, I thought he was a legendary boss, a protagonist-like figure. After all, don't bully a young man who is poor and popular. After all the cross-border work, it seems now that this guy is a bit of a middle-class guy and overly confident!”
After saying that, he also stepped into the palace.
The guard commander swore that he didn't understand a word. He subconsciously picked up a small piece of sawdust from the broken door and threw it ten feet away from the place where the two left. This was his last stubbornness and full sense of responsibility.
"My mother-in-law!"
…
The "Hongtu Pavilion" deep in the palace is the study room of the old prince Su Wuji, where he recuperates and where confidential discussions are held.
At this moment, Su Wuji, who had gray hair, sallow face, and kept coughing, was leaning on the bed. Standing next to him was his adopted son, Su Zefeng, who also had gray hair and stooped waist. He was the son of the magistrate of Fufeng City. Now he has He is an eighty-year-old man.
Sitting on dozens of chairs opposite are more than a dozen people with deep auras and heavy faces——
Taiping Palace Jian Jiuqing, Yuan Chengfeng, Shui Qingliu and others; Tianji Pavilion Shangguan Chiling, Xiao Sanjue and others; Shenyin Supreme Elder Qin Wuyue; Honghua Sect Supreme Elder Zhu Wufeng and so on.
Discussions of this scale have been going on for more than two months, and the progress has been zero.
At present, it can be determined that the old prince Su Wuji was poisoned by those old immortals. Those old immortals did have ulterior motives, but Jian Jiuqing once tested him, and he couldn't even move half a move under the hands of one of them.
The gap between them is too big, it can be said that their hope is infinitely equal to zero. They originally wanted to ask for help from the nearest super sects Daluo and Dayan, but unfortunately they didn't even enter the mountain gate.
In fact, they came today to discuss whether the return of the Holy Ancestor Emperor Xin Zhuo could change the ending. The answer was also infinitely equal to zero.
Because those group of old immortals are most likely the group of old immortals on the legendary mountain back then. Their reputation has been passed down for a long time, and they seem to have a very deep background. The Holy Ancestor Emperor has been practicing for sixty years at most, and I heard that he is also pursued by many big forces. He killed someone and fled back in a panic. This kind of person is inherently unreliable.
"Xin Zhuo is unreliable!"
The old prince coughed slightly at this time, "He was indeed strong and resourceful back then, but unfortunately... you have also seen what the world is like now. The geniuses of all ages have appeared together, and there are a lot of martial arts immortals on the clouds. It is really unprecedented. With the changes in the situation, even the most amazing and talented people have become mediocre and incompetent. What's more, he is hunted down by so many terrifying powerful forces and flees in panic. I personally am opposed to his coming to the Great Zhou Dynasty, let alone him. Help? How can he help?"
Jian Jiuqing and others looked at each other and sighed.
Yuan Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "Is there still hope now?"
"boom--"
At this moment, a violent roar and intensive screams came from the front yard.
A group of people in the study stood up suddenly, their faces uncertain.
Su Wuji coughed several times: "Go out and see what's going on?"
Several masters from the four major sects ducked and were about to go forward, but just as they reached the door, they flew back hard and smashed a piece of solid jade ground. They were bleeding from their seven orifices and could not struggle.
"No need to go, I'll explain."
The young man who was in front of the door just now suddenly arrived in the study room strangely, stood next to Jian Jiuqing, picked up the fruit on the table beside him, ate it, and said vaguely: "I, Ye Chen, and the group of people you are talking about. Old Xian'er is with us, we just smashed the gate of the palace, and I'm here to talk to you guys!"
"Ye Chen?"
Upon hearing this name, everyone present could not help but change their expressions.
Ye Chen was a deafening figure back then. It was said that he was born in a martial arts family and was despised by everyone in the family. Once he got the opportunity, he defeated the entire family. Later, he married the Kunlun Palace, broke off the marriage to the fairy of the Kunlun Palace, and entered the Kunlun Palace's kill list. He once shouted the heroic words of "Don't bully young people who are poor, thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in the west of Hexi". Later, he entered Shenyin and defeated the eighteen geniuses of Shenyin. The vast mountains.
Now, such a character appears?
Qin Wuyue, the Supreme Elder of the Shenyin Sect, took a deep breath, cupped his fists and saluted: "Junior Brother Ye, you are well."
Ye Chen smiled faintly: "I'm not your junior brother!"
He pinched a piece of fruit again and ate it, and said: "Sooner or later, this great Zhou Dynasty will be destroyed. We want it, that's all. Your strength is like a mayfly shaking a tree. It's better not to struggle. There is no one within a hundred thousand miles." Rescue will come!”
Jian Jiuqing said coldly: "In this world, there are always rules..."
"Your tone is very similar to that ordinary boy in front of the gate!"
Ye Chen smiled, his body trembled slightly, and the pressure of a cultivator who was as big as sea water came down.
"Buzz——"
Everyone including Jian Jiuqing, Shangguan Chiling, and even Su Wuji on the bed suddenly tightened their bodies, and then they couldn't move at all, and their faces slowly turned pale.
Death may only be a momentary thing!
It was indeed a matter of an instant. The sword at Ye Chen's waist flew straight to the beams of the room, shooting out thousands of rays of light, slashing towards everyone's bodies bit by bit.
For a moment, blood flowed freely, and it seemed that he was going to kill a group of people alive.
Jian Jiuqing's body could not move, veins popped up on his forehead, his eyes were blood red, and he murmured: "Why is the Great Zhou like this? We are practicing hard, and the highest is no more than Yang Shi. The immortal cultivators of Hunyuanxu and Dzogchen are coming. …”
Ye Chen chuckled: "Does it feel uncomfortable? Remember, this world is not worth it!"
"It's really not worth it..."
Old Prince Su Wuji smiled bitterly and burst into tears, as if he wanted to express the vicissitudes and helplessness of his life.
Just before a group of people were about to die, and then...
He felt light all over and looked at the opposite side in surprise. To be precise, he looked at Ye Chen and the person behind Ye Chen.
(End of chapter)
