Rumble…
The two killers had been attacking all night and were exhausted.
The powerful Vajra shield looks like it is made of divine gold, without any damage.
Su Chen and Zen Master Jiuhua have been sitting quietly in it, talking about Zen and talking about their hearts. They look very relaxed and comfortable, which is in sharp contrast to the two killers who are half dead from exhaustion outside.
"Holy shit, this scene is so weird!"
The yellow-skinned dragon came with the Moon Worshiping Fairy on his back. When he saw this scene, he immediately became happy.
The two killers looked anxious and frightened, as if they were the ones caught in a death crisis.
But no one paid any attention to them.
"Master, do you believe in fate?"
Zen Master Jiuhua said meaningfully.
"I didn't believe it before, but now...haha, the Zen master is right."
Su Chen sighed.
"In this case, please take care of your health, sir. As long as your determination remains unchanged, there will be a turn for the better in the future."
Zen Master Jiuhua said solemnly.
"Thank you Zen Master for your kind words!"
Su Chen shook his head and smiled.
Although Zen Master Jiuhua's prediction was very accurate, Su Chen knew his own situation well. Unless the Great Emperor came, there would be no turning point.
Zen Master Jiuhua fully understood Su Chen's mentality at this moment, but she did not think that a generation of genius would die just like this.
There was no reason, but she just had this hunch.
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! Please let the two of them live, and it will leave a glimmer of hope for their future. How about that?"
Zen Master Jiuhua waved his hand to remove the Vajra Shield, pointing at the two killers who were suppressed by the yellow-skinned dragon.
"The Zen masters have said so. Of course, they can, but they must tell the story behind it."
Su Chen nodded.
The lives of those two people really didn't matter to him.
"We don't want to harm the young master, but we can't disobey the orders of the Holy Lord Shenyin!"
Now that things have happened, the two killers are also very aware of current affairs.
If you tell me, you will still be on the run, but if you don't, there will really be only death.
Su Chen did not break his promise and directly asked Huangpi Jianlong to let them go.
"The dignified Lord of the Holy Land would do such a thing. He is really shameless and has no limits!"
Fairy Moon Worshiper said angrily.
"The Lord of the Holy Land is not a human being, nor is he an extraordinary being. It is normal to be shameless."
The yellow-skinned dragon said with great disdain.
In fact, Su Chen had already guessed in his mind that among the six Holy Lords, the Shenyin Holy Lord was the most powerful and domineering. At first glance, he looked ruthless and unscrupulous, so it was normal for someone to do this kind of thing.
"Oh! It feels so bad to have no power!"
Su Chen shook his head and sighed, then said goodbye to Zen Master Jiuhua.
He didn't go home to wait for death, nor did he bother Ye Qingcheng. Instead, he traveled around the world with the yellow-skinned dragon and the moon-worshiping fairy.
He didn't want his passion to cool down.
He wants to go to the ends of the earth, even if he can only see the road to heaven.
His fighting spirit has not been extinguished yet!
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For a whole year, they traveled hundreds of millions of miles across the world, passed through regions where martial arts flourished, witnessed numerous humanities, geography, customs and cultures, and encountered many strange things and troubles...
The weather had just entered autumn, and Su Chen had already put on thick cotton clothes.
But he still kept walking.
Although his Tao injury worsened, his heart became calmer. There were no complaints and anger, only eternal peace.
It was like a journey through the mortal world to practice spiritual practice, which made him become extremely open-minded and transparent.
On the coast of the East China Sea, looking at the sea and sky, and the vast void, Su Chen's heart seemed to be completely integrated into it, as if it could accommodate the world.
"The mind is clear, and I am the only mind! This is the perfect state where the sword's mind is clear!"
Moon Worshiping Fairy said in great surprise.
This is a profound and unfathomable spiritual state. One can be indifferent to honor and disgrace, and one can face the collapse of heaven and earth without changing his expression.
To put it bluntly, as long as you take one step further, you will reach the realm of the Sword Master!
No one thought that Su Chen would achieve such a huge breakthrough in his state of mind when his cultivation was completely ruined, he was plagued by Taoist injuries, and his life was not long. It was really unbelievable.
"Perhaps it is in line with the old saying, good fortune lies in the misfortune, and misfortune lies in the blessing."
Su Chen said calmly.
Just at this moment, a dazzling holy light fell down, like a mini scorching sun, appearing in front of Su Chen, exuding a touch of holy power.
"Holy Lord Wuji?"
Su Chen was a little surprised.
As the weakest of the six holy places, Wuji Holy Land, Wuji Holy Land is very mysterious. It is always shrouded in the holy light. It does not show its true face and has never said a word or deed. It is difficult to attract people's attention.
Holy Lord Yuhua once wanted to send Su Chen to Wuji Holy Land. Although Su Chen refused, he still had a deep impression on Holy Lord Wuji who had always done nothing.
The yellow-skinned dragon and the moon worshiping fairy were very vigilant, fearing that they would seek revenge because of Su Chen's rejection.
Although the status of the Holy Lord is transcendent, they do not dare to be careless in the slightest because of the example of the Holy Lord hiding in the past.
"Oh? Still a quasi-emperor?"
The voice of the woman in white suddenly sounded in Su Chen's mind.
"Quasi Emperor?"
Su Chen was even more surprised.
They all said that the Wuji Holy Land was weak and almost falling apart, but they didn't expect that the Wuji Holy Land would be so powerful.
"It's a pity that the physical body was destroyed, and only the original remains lingered in the quasi-emperor soldiers."
The woman in white had a sharp eye and fell silent again after speaking.
Obviously, such a quasi-emperor is no longer enough to threaten her.
"Holy Lord Wuji, why are you here?"
Su Chen said calmly.
Now even if a quasi-emperor in peak condition appears in front of him, he has nothing to fear.
"After being disabled for a year, not only is he not depressed, but his mood has been broken through. He is indeed a talented person."
The voice of Holy Master Wuji is very vicissitudes of life, and it is also somewhat morbid and melancholy, which is quite special.
But it can be seen from his words that he has no malicious intent, and it seems that he has been secretly observing Su Chen for a whole year.
"The Holy Lord has been praised too much, I am just a useless person."
Su Chen shook his head and smiled, not feeling that the other party was complimenting him.
"The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, there is always a glimmer of hope, and useless people may not be useless."
The Way of the Infinite Holy Lord.
The yellow-skinned dragon and the moon-worshiping fairy both felt puzzled. They really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the Wuji Holy Lord.
"I'm here to guide you to the only remaining glimmer of hope."
Holy Lord Wuji did not show off anymore, but said in a solemn tone.
"A glimmer of hope?"
Su Chen laughed at himself, unless the emperor came, there would be no chance of survival.
"Besides the Great Emperor, there is only one thing that can be saved..."
Holy Lord Wuji paused for a moment, then said in a more serious tone: "Elixir of Immortality!"
The four big characters were like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploding deep in the souls of Su Chen and others.
