"Is this your...junior sister?" Su Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl opposite who was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes away.
Opposite Su Yi and Duan Chuyi Xuyun, stood a girl who was blinking her eyes. The girl was wearing a slightly loose Taoist robe, but it could not hide her graceful figure under the Taoist robe, and her curves were looming.
Although it is not as beautiful and holy as the goddess Bai Yue, she is still astonishing as "looking at the charming city and then looking at the charming country". Better than most rouge powders in the world.
Thinking of this, Su Yi glanced at Yin Wanwan secretly, and suddenly felt that this girl was not that good-looking.
"I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful junior sister..." Su Yi was a little surprised.
Duan Chuyi rolled his eyes: "If I were you, I would worry about that old man first."
"Bah!" Su Yi pulled off the cassocks on the heads of the four people, put his hands on his hips and looked at Zi Qing who was suddenly stunned across the way: "Old man, what are you doing here again?"
Ziqing frowned: "So you are hiding under my nose."
Su Yi raised his head and straightened his chest: "There is no need to hide or hide. I won't change my name in business or my surname. I will stand upright in front of you!"
Ziqing glanced at Yin Wanwan who quietly backed away with a guilty conscience, and said dissatisfied: "Wanwan, don't you know these people are the enemies of my Confucian family? You still go with them when my Confucian family loses such a big person? "
Yin Wanwan stopped and lowered her head, not daring to answer. She was still in awe of her master.
"What do you know, you old thing?" Su Yi glared and said, "The little girl is discerning, impressed by my charm, and feels safe with me. Otherwise, who do you expect to protect her? Your two-hundred-and-five-year-old disciple? "
Liying looked at Zhongli, who was still giggling because the master came, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Brother, he said two hundred and five, I think he might be talking about you..."
"Huh?" Zhong Li was stunned, thought for a while and then said angrily: "Su Yi! How dare you insult me in front of my master? You don't take my master and Confucianism seriously. inside!"
Su Yi glanced at Zhong Li, who was angry but still didn't dare to step forward, and said seriously: "Mr. Ziqing, look at it, your disciple is so virtuous, don't you need me to tell you?"
Ziqing sighed in his heart, but said with a serious face: "There is no need for you to comment on matters within this sect."
Su Yi hummed and said: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot in front of you."
Zi Qing said angrily: "You have a sharp tongue, I can make you speechless!"
"Aren't you just here to kill me?" Su Yi simply sat down on the ground: "Come on, come on, I will resist your attack and see how shameless you are, an old Confucian who has lived for tens of thousands of years."
"Do you think I won't take action?" Ziqing's face was gloomy: "Or are you just stalling for time while your father, the great swordsman, comes to save you?"
"Tsk, tsk, then my dad has still looked for you." Su Yi hummed, "But I always try to be self-reliant, so there is no need to wait for my dad."
After saying that, Su Yi tapped the scabbard with both fingers, and the long sword from his waist flew out, hanging in mid-air, with the tip pointed directly at Zi Qing.
When Duan Chuyi saw it, he quickly ran over and pulled the junior sister next to Ziqing aside, frowning and saying, "When did you come here?"
The girl shrank her head and whispered: "I have never come down from the mountain. I finally took a chance and Chen's nephews secretly followed you out without paying attention."
"You still dare to follow me and sneak out?" Duan Chuyi was furious, with his hands on his hips, he was ready to give this junior sister a good lecture on the dangers at the foot of the mountain.
When the girl saw this posture, she quickly covered her ears with her hands and squatted on the ground: "Brother, I was wrong. I never dare to sneak down the mountain by myself again!"
"Hey, I'm really..." Duan Chuyi suddenly felt that he had no idea what to do. He couldn't even scold or hit this junior sister. Once the attitude of admitting his mistake came out, he couldn't even get angry anymore.
"Senior brother, your friend seems to be dying..." the girl whispered.
Duan Chuyi turned around and saw that the two people behind him were facing each other. The infinite sword energy around Su Yi seemed to be weakening, and he was retreating steadily. Facing Ziqing, he was holding an open Confucian classic. The golden characters in the book were constantly rushing towards Su Yi's sword energy, and the suppressed sword energy kept retreating.
"No matter how talented you are, you are just a teenager. How can you defeat me!" Ziqing's words continued to reverberate between heaven and earth, making everyone present feel dizzy.
Su Yi sighed, put down his hands, sheathed the long sword, and let the countless fonts penetrate his chest.
"What? Are you going to die now?" Everyone present was stunned.
Although it was a defeat, it was not absolute suppression. Even if he ran away, there might be a glimmer of hope. Who would have thought that these young swordsmen who were so brave and powerful that they defeated Lu Yu a few hours ago would face this Confucian saint. He gave up resistance directly.
Zhong Li was the first to react, hugging the shoulder of Liying next to him and laughing: "Brother, you see, this is the result of being an enemy of my Confucian family. This kid is finally dead."
"That's really congratulations, brother." Splitting Shadow barely managed a smile.
Although Su Yi's death was a good thing for him, as he helped the demons eradicate another Su Xian, but for some reason, he always felt that Su Yi did not die so easily.
Thinking of this, Liying looked at Duan Chuyi and Xuyun. Xuyun was fine, but his face didn't look good. He clasped his hands together and moved his lips slightly, probably reciting some scripture about recalling the dead.
As for Duan Chuyi, he was sitting on the ground with a sad face and crying bitterly. He rolled and crawled to Zi Qing's feet. He pulled Zi Qing's trousers and shouted that he would pay for my brother's life. From time to time, he secretly looked through his fingers. Look at Ziqing's reaction. This made the Confucian saint look irritable.
Ziqing used his mind to investigate, and after confirming that Su Yi's soul was dead, he sent a message to Zhongli to be careful and not to be greedy for too many treasures. After returning to the academy earlier, he broke away from Duan Chuyi who was going towards him. The hand wiping the nose disappeared.
When Duan Chuyi saw it, he snorted disdainfully, patted his clothes, got up, and went to teach his junior sister a lesson again. Xuyun also stopped chanting sutras and whispered something to Yin Wanwan.
Seeing this, Liying felt confident, turned around and said to Zhongli with a smile: "Brother, the next step may be very dangerous, you have to protect yourself."
"Huh? What does eldest brother mean by this?" Zhong Li asked doubtfully.
"It's okay, it's okay." Split Shadow patted Zhong Li on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the young man in black who was sitting cross-legged not far away, leaving Zhong Li with a confused look on his face.
Chang'an countryside.
"Is this what you said to be reasonable?" The woman who was making dumplings had a gloomy face.
The man squatting on the ground did not dare to answer, and secretly glanced at the woman's face, wondering if he should run away.
The woman slapped her hand on the table and snorted coldly: "You can't be reasonable. I'll go and do it. Wrap the dumplings for me and I'll deal with you when I get back."
The man nodded and tentatively stood up from the ground: "Okay, madam, don't worry, I'm good at making dumplings."
The woman glared at the man again and pointed her finger towards the sky. A long sword in the room immediately flew through the air and flew towards the No. 1 Confucian Academy hanging high in the sky.
"I once heard from old people that there is a fairyland hidden in our city of Suzhou, which contains countless treasures of heaven and earth. This fairyland will only open its door every five hundred years, and countless immortals will come to Suzhou City at that time. Go to the fairyland to find the magic that can greatly increase your strength, or the fairy weapon that can increase your strength." Another group of young people gathered on the second floor of the tavern to listen to the old man telling the reason for the arrival of the immortal.
The old man's name is Qin Cangshuang, and he is the oldest person in Suzhou City. It is said that he received guidance from a foreign immortal when he was young. Even at the age of 150, his body still looks very strong.
"My dear, I didn't expect that I would be able to catch up with the opening of the fairyland while I was still alive." Someone said.
"What does it matter to you when Wonderland opens the door? Can you go in and take a look or what?"
"Can't I go show the gate to the gods?"
"What kind of god does it have to be if you want you to see the gate?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Qin Cangshuang quickly waved his hands: "Don't argue yet. I once heard that when the Immortal Gate is wide open, not only immortals, but anyone can enter to find opportunities."
There was a sudden commotion in the crowd: "You can all go? Then if you get something good, wouldn't you be rich in this life?"
Qin Cang said: "It's possible, but I think it's better to wait until all the immortals have gone in before we follow in, otherwise if the immortals get angry, we may not even die if we go in.
And remember, when you encounter something that is too valuable, you must not have any ideas, otherwise the immortals will discover it and even take it out alive. "
Everyone nodded in agreement and began to whisper among themselves, hoping to find a companion to try their luck in entering the fairyland.
Presumably the immortals who practice Taoism and become immortals don’t care too much about human treasures? It shouldn't be a problem to get some more gold and silver.
Qin Cangshuang shook his head, turned his head and looked at a young man leaning against the window. After hesitating for a moment, he got up and walked over.
This young man in a green shirt has been in Suzhou City for some time. He has been living in his own pub since he arrived. Except for staying in his room at night, he can be seen sitting by the window and staring at the sky in a daze every afternoon. , other than that is eating a plate of peanuts on the table.
Apart from the red monks and black-robed monks in the city, the most curious thing among the people in the city was this young master. On the first day he came to the city, he attracted the attention of almost everyone. Everyone, men, women, old and young, secretly admired in their hearts: " What a handsome young man." It seems that the immortal's grace is nothing more than that.
Even Hong Ding, who talked about a martial arts competition to find a bride but actually had no interest in men, looked at this young man a few more times.
This gentle-looking young man has a long sword at his waist.
But he doesn't look like a martial artist at all, but rather like a scholar who is familiar with Confucianism.
So in the eyes of everyone, this young prince just wanted to imitate the legendary Li Taibai and travel far away with a sword. It's just that Li Taibai is the real great swordsman, and this young man is probably just showing off.
But Qin Cangshuang didn't think so. He did come into contact with an immortal when he was young, and even traveled with him for several months.
From the first moment he saw this young master, he felt the unique aura of an immortal in him. Qin Cangshuang didn't feel this kind of aura even when thousands of immortals came yesterday.
