Chapter 5 My son and I are both unreasonable
Today is the busiest day in Suzhou City in the past century.
Swordsmen and heroes from all directions gathered in the center of the city. In addition to these people, there were also graceful immortals on the mountain who were also standing here at this moment.
They are all waiting for the Immortal Sect to appear.
"Girl with red cheeks, what a coincidence."
As soon as Hongzhi turned his head, he saw the face of a certain young swordsman who deserved a beating.
Su Yi said with a smile: "There may be some dangers in this fairyland. I have never seen the world. Miss Hong, you are so knowledgeable. Maybe you can save my life."
"Excuse me, can this Sword Immortal be any more shameless?" Hong Ding glanced sideways at him.
"No way, no way." Su Yi said with a smile.
Looking around, Su Yidao said: "How many people are here, trying to squeeze in for the fairyland?"
"It doesn't matter how many people come." Hongzhu pursed her lips and said, "You just need to pay attention to two groups of people.
The first group is Split Shadow's group. The young man behind him looks sickly. I need to know whether he is the 'Devil Prince' you mentioned. "
Su Yi took a look and saw that the city lord was chatting with Sun Yu, the henchman beside him, with a serious look on his face. It seemed that Split Shadow didn't want to talk to Sun Yu, but fortunately, Sun Yu persisted and never had anything to say. Su Yi could guess that Sun Yu was trying to make things easier for Split Shadow again, discussing how to let go after entering the fairyland. Dry hands and feet.
Behind Liying was a young man who had been glanced at by Su Yi accidentally when he first arrived in Suzhou City.
Su Yi remembered that when he saw the young man that day, his complexion seemed not to be well, and now it was even more pale. The young man would cough once or twice in a low voice from time to time and look around, looking a little anxious.
Since the cultivators came to Suzhou City, the black-clothed monk left in front of the city lord's mansion, just as mysteriously as when he came. No one saw where he went, as if he suddenly disappeared.
The monk said: "The Taoist priest's name is Sun Yu, and he is the younger brother of the leader of the Yudao Sect. He is a very senior person in the sect, and a hundred years ago, he was a genius who was highly expected by the sect. He is expected to reach the legendary nine realms. Lead Yu Daozong back to its peak. But for some reason, it only took Sun Yu just fifty years to reach the seventh sect, but his cultivation level never increased again."
The monk pondered for a moment and then continued: "But now it seems that Sun Yu has indeed hidden his cultivation, making outsiders think that he is at the peak of the Seven Sects."
Su Yi touched his chin: "It's interesting. This Sun Yu, and the man wearing a mask behind him, might make me have more fun after entering the fairyland."
"Aren't you afraid of trouble?" the monk smiled.
Su Yi shook his head: "It's better to be troublesome. I went down the mountain this time just to have some experience and see what the world is like."
The monk nodded and then asked: "How are Su Dajianxian and Xu Dajianxian doing now?"
"It's okay." Su Yi was a little helpless: "The two of them are planting vegetables and herding cattle in the mountains every day. What do you mean, they are returning to their original nature."
The monk was stunned, shook his head and said with a smile: "The Sword Immortal's thoughts are indeed different from those of ordinary people."
"Master, have you met my parents?" Su Yi was a little curious.
The monk nodded and said with a longing look: "That was five hundred years ago. I still remember that it was the most intense time of the first battle between good and evil.
Although Xu Da Sword Immortal was a woman at that time, she was the strongest in my righteous path in terms of killing power and combat power, stronger than all the male sword immortals. Before your father appeared, she was the undisputed number one swordsman.
In those days when it was impossible to tell the difference between day and night, Zhengdao resisted the attacks of the demons time and time again. Xu Dajianxian rushed towards the demon camp with one man and one sword each time, killing the most demons and gaining the most military exploits.
Only Xu Da Sword Immortal can fight alone with one of the three demon emperors without losing. .
Later, I don’t remember how long it took, but the demons seemed to not want to continue to be entangled like this, so the three demon emperors took action together. "Speaking of this, the monk sighed: "Although I don't want to admit it, the fact is that even the ten masters of my righteous path failed to withstand the combined efforts of the three demon emperors. "
"And then my dad showed up?" Su Yi raised his eyebrows.
The monk was stunned: "They told you about this?"
"That's not true." Su Yi curled his lips: "Mainly, my father is like this. He said that the swordsman's demeanor is not so obvious on weekdays. You have to show up at a critical moment to catch the opponent off guard, so that others will think you are Shining brightly."
The monk was silent, and then said: "Yes... When the top ten masters were about to be defeated, we were almost in despair. The Demon Emperor was going to attack your mother first. After all, Xu Jianxian killed the most demons. Then... ..”
The monk paused and looked strange: "Then, to use your father's words later, he fell in love with your mother at first sight. He couldn't bear to see that rough man like the Demon Emperor kill the flower with his ruthless hands, so he killed the Demon Emperor according to the principle of a hero saving a beauty... ..."
Su Yi was stunned: "He didn't tell me that he killed a demon emperor."
The monk raised one hand and pointed to the west, looking a little excited: "I still remember that it was a cloudy day with dense clouds, and suddenly a strong golden sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and shone on the entire battlefield.
That beam of sunlight became brighter and brighter, as if the sky and the earth were covered by it. Both the demons and we were all attracted by that ray of sunshine.
I don't know who shouted first: 'That's a sword! ', and everyone discovered that it was not sunshine, but the sword light emanating from an immortal sword! "
"Hide the sun." Su Yi touched his chin, as if he saw the grace of his father's sword.
The monk nodded: "Yes, it is the number one fairy sword 'Hiding the Sun'!
The sword light struck from west to east, dividing the battlefield, and struck straight at the three demon emperors!
Speaking of which, those three were worthy of being demons from ancient times. They had already joined forces to set up formations to resist the power of the sword. "
Then the monk sarcastically said: "What's the use of just giving them some time to set up the formation? When Su Dajianxian's sword came down, the ancient formation couldn't even resist for a moment, and collapsed on the spot. Among the three demon emperors, One of them disappeared instantly in the sword light with his body and demon soul. Although the other two escaped in time, they were still seriously injured!
Although the Demonic Dao immediately retreated back to the Demonic Land, Sword Immortal Su still felt that it was not enough, so he went directly to the Demonic Clan's hinterland and slashed the Demonic Clan's altar that had been passed down for thousands of years to pieces with one sword strike! The demons who were killed with one sword never dare to set foot in the Central Plains again! "
Su Yi couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the old monk in high spirits. From the first time he came to the city to see the old monk until now, this was the first time he saw this master, who is known as the "Living Buddha" in Buddhism, acting like this. Big mood swings.
"It seems that dad has a great influence on you." Su Yi thought thoughtfully.
The monk sighed: "At that time, when we were losing the battle, a powerful person suddenly came to help. Just like you said, it gave people a feeling of radiance. But how many people wanted to be radiant at that moment? , but my strength doesn’t give me a chance.”
Then the monk sighed: "It's a pity that such a person only wandered in the world for a few hundred years before taking your mother to hide in the mountains. Not long after your parents withdrew from the world, the demons came back, although only the three demon emperors were left. The next two people are not something we can resist.
Then there is the situation you see now. In order to continue, the immortal cultivation sect on the mountain has to cooperate with the demons to help them maintain their rule, and the demons ensure that they continue to survive and practice. "
"Aren't the demons afraid that some extremely gifted genius will appear in these immortal sects and cultivate to the nine sects, threatening their rule?" Su Yi was a little curious.
The monk smiled and said: "Nine gates? It's easy to say. There are countless masters in the world today who want to enter the nine gate realm. But thousands of years have passed, and only the two from the devil's path can enter the nine gate realm.
Maybe the two lords of Taoism and Confucianism also have a chance, but there is still little hope. "
"This time the wonderland is opening, don't you go in and try your luck, master? If you are lucky, you might be able to surpass Buddha and become the first person in Buddhism." Su Yi asked.
The monk clasped his hands together: "I have taken a dim view of the realm. Whether I can enter the nine gates is not an important matter to me."
After a pause, the monk continued: "If you see Peach Blossom Taoist priest inside, please ask Donor Su to tell me something about what happened ten thousand years ago. I have already let go. I hope he can let it go too." Say hello.
Su Yi was a little surprised: "This young master of the demon clan looks kind and amiable. He is almost sick and can still smile at me, a commoner."
Hong Tao was stunned: "Are you about to die of illness?"
"Can't you see?" Su Yi nodded: "The aura in his body is completely uncontrollable and is running around inside his body. Moreover, those few auras are running around, still tearing at his meridians and desperately destroying him. of vitality.
But it must have been a great master who left a drop of his own energy and blood to protect his heart, otherwise the young demon master would have been completely dead by now. "
"Can it be saved?"
"It's hard to say. But I think the two Demon Emperors can't be saved, otherwise they wouldn't be here. I think it's likely that they went to Taohua Taoist to save their lives." Su Yi suddenly said: "Why, Do you like her?"
Hongli said seriously: "Yes, I was thinking that you might become enemies in the future. Should I kill you first for my lover?"
Su Yi shuddered and quickly changed the subject: "What, where are the second group of people you mentioned?"
Hongzhi raised his head: "Heaven."
Su Yi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head.
Not just them, everyone looked up at this time and saw eight colorful streams of light in the sky passing through the clouds and coming from the sky. The eight streams of light drew an arc in the air in unison, and then fell straight to the ground.
The eight young immortals stood facing everyone, with more or less arrogant smiles on their faces, as if they were looking down on everyone from a high position.
"What kind of god is this?" Su Yi touched his chin and marveled.
Hong Ding snorted coldly and said: "The so-called 'genius disciple' from a famous and upright family.
Sun Yu's group of people who came before can only be regarded as the second-rate sect among the immortals on the mountain. Now these few people are the direct disciples of several powerful forces in the Immortal Family. "
"The four people in the middle, the man and the woman on the left are disciples of the 'Liyue' academy among the seventy-two Confucian academies, which is personally chaired by the Confucian lord. Although they are only two disciples of the eldest disciple, due to their talents, They are so talented that they are deeply loved by Your Majesty. All their immortal teachings were taught by that Supreme Being himself. With their cultivation and theories, it is not an exaggeration to say that these two people can establish a sect now. "
"The two people on the right, the young Taoist priest wearing Taoist uniform, is the youngest Taoist disciple.
This Taoist, who is the youngest but the most senior Taoist, is said to be able to break through to the middle realm of the Eight Gates within a hundred years if he sleeps and reads all day long. There are even rumors that he has already reached the upper realm of the Eight Gates at this time. But no matter what realm, they are all geniuses who can reach the Eight Gates in the shortest time. "
"I don't need to say more about the monk in black cassock. You and his master just peeped at others on the roof yesterday. He is a second-generation disciple of the Buddhist family and is also the designated successor of the Buddha. He is probably also in the eighth level of cultivation. Middle realm.”
"As for the four on the far left and the far right, I won't say much. They are all the proud disciples of the sects on the top of the mountain, and they are indeed considered to be extraordinary people in normal times. But today If you stand with people from the three religions, you can only be willing to be a green leaf for others."
After Hongzhi introduced these people in one breath, his mouth felt dry. He turned around to see what the young swordsman's expression would be when he saw so many outstanding talents among the younger generation.
Unexpectedly, it would be better if I didn't look at it, but when I looked at it, I was so angry that my head was filled with smoke.
The young swordsman was staring blankly at the female Confucian disciple just now.
Although that female Confucian disciple does have a face that makes all women jealous, you can't show it so obviously. Can't you hide your lust? I'm still standing next to you!
Just as Hong Tao was about to slap Su Yi on the head and scold him a few words, he saw the male Confucian disciple turn his head, and he happened to see Su Yi staring at his junior sister. .
Hong Tao sighed and secretly thought something was wrong.
As expected, the male Confucian disciple took a step forward, looked at Su Yi, and said sarcastically: "Young Master, I look like you are a scholar, and you look a bit like a human being. How can you be so cowardly?" , the beauty of my junior sister that you covet in public? If you don’t take your eyes back, I will have to let you never see her again."
After saying that, he glanced at the junior sister next to him and said: "Junior sister, don't be afraid, let senior brother handle such dirty things."
The male disciple's voice was not loud, but just right so that everyone present could hear it.
So thousands of eyes focused on Su Yi, and even the city lords Liying and Sun Yu stopped talking and stared at the two of them as if they were watching a show.
The female Confucian disciple smiled at her senior brother, and then took a sneak peek at the young man who was staring at her.
Although she is the senior sister respected by all Confucian disciples on the mountain, she is still a girl at heart. When the girl went down the mountain for the first time, she saw so many non-Confucian people on the mountain and at the bottom, and she was inevitably a little curious.
When she found that a young man was still staring at her, although the girl looked indifferent on the surface, she was actually a little happy in her heart.
There are such good-looking young people in this world.
The male Confucian disciple saw his junior sister smiling at him and felt that he had done the right thing. The junior sister was very happy, so he felt more confident, puffed out his chest, and prepared a few powerful words to scare this unknown person. What kind of wild boy.
But before he opened his mouth, he saw this wild boy's eyes moving to him. For some reason, this boy's gaze made people feel a little nervous.
Su Yi looked at this Confucian leader with a smile and deliberately raised his voice: "From now on, if you say another word, I will beat you until your own mother doesn't even recognize you."
Everyone onlookers were stunned, and then except for the immortal cultivators on the mountain, everyone else started to make noises. Anyway, they didn't know who was who. In their opinion, it seemed like two immortal cultivators were fighting over a beautiful woman. This kind of excitement that has nothing to do with them is in vain.
It is rare for an immortal to take action. If these two people fight today, even if they return in vain in that fairyland, they can brag in front of their relatives and friends that they have seen an immortal take action.
Compared to these people who are waiting to see the excitement, people like Split Shadow have a bit of a headache.
But the headache was a headache, and no one spoke to dissuade her. After all, this was not a big deal. It was just a short-sighted boy who had ill intentions towards a young girl. His senior brother came forward to warn him, but who knew that not only did this boy not feel that It was my own fault, and I threatened to beat them up. It is reasonable and reasonable for this Confucian master to take action at this time.
What's more, these people also want to take this opportunity to see what kind of genius disciple this Confucian so-called once-in-a-thousand-year genius disciple is.
Sure enough, the Confucian master was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I have been practicing for hundreds of years, and you are the first person who dares to speak to me like this. I..."
Before he finished speaking, the Confucian male disciple felt a strong gust of wind blowing by. He subconsciously felt that something was wrong and wanted to get out of the way, but before he could react, he heard a clear "pop" sound, and a wave of pain appeared on his face. It hurt like a burning fire, and bright red liquid flowed from the corner of my mouth.
This unknown young man actually slapped a Confucian genius in public?
This genius disciple in the middle realm of the Eight Sects doesn’t even want to hide?
The onlookers began to clap and applaud. They couldn't understand it anyway, they just felt that the beating was a powerful one, which showed that this young man who came to the city a few days ago still had some skills.
A layman looks at the door, an expert looks at the excitement.
The first person to react was Split Shadow. As a prince of the Demon Clan with a title, Split Shadow naturally knew that the Demon Emperor had said the importance of the three religions in maintaining the rule of the Demon Clan. By controlling the three religions in your hands, you can achieve spiritual control over the right path.
Therefore, the two demon emperors have emphasized more than once that they should try their best to have a good relationship with the disciples of the three religions. If they find that any disciples of the three religions are in trouble in their jurisdiction, they should try their best to protect them. They should also protect the academies, temples and Taoist temples of the three religions. Take extra care.
Ordinary disciples are like this, let alone such disciples who are loved by Confucian masters.
Thinking of this, Split Shadow wanted to come forward to dissuade the two of them. They should not take action rashly before they have a clear idea of the strength of the young man in green shirt.
"Don't worry about it." The speaker coughed a few times and then said, "Let the two of them solve it on their own."
Split Shadow hesitated for a moment: "But Young Master, His Majesty once said..."
"Just do as I say." Although the voice of the young demon master sounded weak, it carried unquestionable majesty: "If you have anything to do, I will take care of it for you."
"Yes, young master." Split Shadow could only nod and retreat.
Sun Yu on the side glanced at the sick young man behind Liying, thoughtfully.
"What's this person's name?" Su Yi turned around and asked the man behind him.
"Zhong Li, his junior sister's name is Yin Wanwan." Hongzhi's voice and expression were helpless.
This man has a bad temper. It's obviously his fault. He threatens others and slaps them instead of telling them. This made Hong Ding, who was standing behind Su Yi, feel that he was also a bad person.
"Your name is Zhongli, right? I hate people threatening me the most." Su Yi still had a smile on his face: "I'm a timid person and can't stand being scared. Now you kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize. This It’s over now.”
After a pause, Su Yi added: "Otherwise I'll slap you again."
Arrogant! Too arrogant!
This is the only thought in everyone's mind.
Isn’t it enough to hit someone? And you have people kneel down and apologize to you? He is the most beloved disciple of the Confucian Emperor. Do you want to go against the entire Confucian family?
Zhong Li was stunned for a long time after being slapped. As a proud man, when had he ever been slapped? Didn’t the entire Confucian family support him?
Hearing Su Yi's words again at this time, Zhong Li felt that his whole body was exploded with anger. He pulled out the long sword from behind and roared: "I'm going to fucking kill you!"
Su Yi shook his head: "A child cannot be taught."
After that, he slapped his right hand in the air, and there was another clear "snap" sound. The Confucian disciple who had just pulled out the sword was slapped to his knees this time, and the long sword came out of his hand and was stuck on the ground in front of him.
After this slap, everyone was able to appreciate it.
I originally thought that he was accidentally attacked by this young man because of his carelessness, but I didn't expect that he couldn't be beaten at all.
Thinking of this, everyone looked at the young master with indescribable meaning in their eyes.
A person who can slap Zhong Li twice in the middle of the Eight Gates, and still make the opponent unable to fight back, what kind of state is this? And even a fool can see that this young man just slapped it casually and didn't use his full strength at all. Could it be the Eight Gates Upper Realm? Or the peak of the eight gates?
"Look, young people just don't listen to advice. They don't kneel down when I ask you to. You won't kneel down until I slap you in the face." Su Yi shook his head with an expression of hatred for iron.
No matter how angry Zhongli was at this time, he was sober after these two slaps. When he looked at the smiling young man in front of him, there was a trace of resentment and fear in his eyes.
"I wonder which religion my senior is an expert in? I have realized my mistake after being taught a lesson by my senior. I hope that one day I can take my elder from Confucianism to visit my senior and apologize again."
Zhong Li tried his best to calm down and moved out of his sect, hoping to make this 'senior' feel fearful. Once the identity of this 'senior' is found out, it won't be too late to take his uncle and uncle to take revenge.
But as soon as he finished speaking, another slap came down, this time on Zhong Li's head. With one slap, Zhong Li fell to the ground. His pretty face was now covered with dust, and he was extremely embarrassed. .
"Senior? I'm that old? I'll be in my prime next year. You, a hundred-year-old guy, call me senior?" Su Yi's voice sounded furious: "My name is Su Yi. Can I change my name?" Don’t change your surname. Don’t you just want to bring an old Confucian guy to take revenge, and why are you asking so politely? Come on, call me now. I’ll give you a stick of incense, and you can call someone to take the beating for you. Otherwise, I will kill you today. Cut off the head."
Hong Tao couldn't say a word behind Su Yi. Not only her, but everyone present was silent. Even the onlookers who were watching the excitement stopped making boos at this moment.
This person is so unreasonable and behaves so domineeringly. He wants to kill someone just because he calls you old?
"With less than twenty years of practice, he is at least as strong as the middle of the Eight Sects. Has the Lord of the City ever seen such a person in the past thousand years?" Sun Yu was no longer curious about the young man behind Split Shadow. What he was curious about was this young man named Su Yi.
With such a state of mind at this age, and such a domineering character, Sun Yu has never heard of such a person. The elders of various sects behind him also shook their heads, saying that they had never heard of such a heaven-defying existence.
The person with the fastest cultivation speed that I have heard of so far is the closed disciple of the somewhat embarrassed Taoist Master, who has cultivated to the middle level of the Eight Gates in a hundred years.
Eight doors in nineteen years? Could it be possible that he started practicing cultivation from his mother's womb? Did he even absorb his mother's moral behavior into himself?
Liying shook his head and looked at the young man named Su Yi, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "I've never heard of it."
Sun Yu nodded, not believing what Split Shadow said.
The way you looked at that young man made you want to peel off his skin and give him cramps. You would only believe it if you had never heard it before.
"Taoist Priest, I see you can't stand any longer. What's going on? Do you want to stand up for your good friend?" Su Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the young Taoist priest who wanted to show off.
When the Taoist priest heard that Su Yi pointed at him, he retracted his outstretched hand in embarrassment: "Xiao Dao doesn't want to make a show of himself, it's just..."
The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "It's just Mr. Su. He has been standing here for so long without daring to move. It is inevitable that his hands and legs are sore and numb. He just wants to stretch his muscles and bones."
Su Yi was stunned, said "Ouch", slapped himself on the head, and said apologetically: "Hey, I'm sorry, Taoist priest, I forgot, what, Taoist priest, you can do whatever you want, I'm not targeting you." you."
The Taoist priest was happy, thinking that the young man who seemed unreasonable seemed to be interesting. As long as he didn't go against him, he was still easy to talk to.
"That Xiaodao has thanked Mr. Su." The Taoist priest nodded, hesitated for a moment and then continued: "Let Xiaodao say one more thing, although Brother Zhong is a little unreasonable, he is still the beloved disciple of the Confucian Master. At this time, I am afraid that It’s the president of the Confucian Academy who is on his way here.”
"It doesn't matter." Su Yi had a better impression of the Taoist priest. He smiled and waved his hand, then raised his eyebrows at Zhong Li who was kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to get up, as if to say: "Look, you fellow Taoist are all It’s because you’re being unreasonable and you’re helpless.”
Zhong Li was about to cry but had no tears. He turned his head away to prevent himself from seeing Su Yi's triumphant face. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that the Taoist priest not only refused to speak for him, but also helped outsiders put the blame on himself.
"The Taoist priest is okay. Master, how about you?" Su Yi looked at the young monk wearing black cassock again, with a smile on his face.
The monk quickly took a step back to express his position.
When the first slap came down, the monk heard in his heart his master, the Heavenly Saint Master, telling him: "Don't meddle in other people's business, that Sword Immortal Su Y is not something you can deal with."
So seeing Su Yi looking at him with a smile, the monk stepped back without hesitation. He couldn't beat him originally, and the master had already told him, so he wasn't a fool.
"Okay, everyone is very cooperative." Su Yi was a little happy, thinking that there are people in these three religions who are easy to talk to and sensible.
But soon he saw an old man wearing a white Confucian shirt standing next to Zhong Li. He looked at himself first, and then at Zhong Li who was kneeling on the ground.
"Get up." The old man said calmly: "I, a Confucian disciple, kneel to heaven, kneel to master, and kneel to parents. How can I kneel in front of outsiders?"
"This is the director of the 'Zhixing' Academy, one of the seventy-two Confucian academies, the director of the Yanlu Academy."
Su Yi was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw the disciple of the Heavenly Saint Master standing next to Hong Ding.
The monk clasped his hands together and said, "The young monk's name is Xuyun, and he studies under Master Tiansheng."
"Master told the young monk that he must stand with Su Jianxian at this time, otherwise he will regret it in the future."
"Didn't Master tell you that you should bring your close Taoist friends with you to surrender to the enemy at this time?"
Su Yi and Xu Yun were both stunned. It turned out that the Taoist priest had also sneaked over.
"Little Taoist Duan Chuyi, I studied under the Taoist Master." "Monk, are you unkind? You surrendered to the enemy and didn't call me? Why did we talk so much about Buddhism and Taoism on the road, and we were so happy to see each other?"
The first sentence was to Su Yi, and the second sentence was to complain about the young monk around him.
Su Yi simply ignored the bickering between the two people behind him and raised his eyebrows at the academy master: "I haven't asked him to get up yet."
"Tough spirit." Duan Chuyi behind him stretched out his thumb: "I won in terms of momentum."
"Aren't you afraid that the young monk will make a mistake in his bet, and then we will be punished by Master Yan together?" The monk asked sideways.
The Taoist priest raised his head and chest: "Brother Su must be very confident. I will leave Xiaodao's wealth and life to Brother Su."
Su Yi pretended not to hear.
Yan Lu raised his eyes and looked at this young man, frowned and said, "Don't worry, Your Excellency. I will naturally settle the account with You for taking action against my Confucian disciple."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to help Zhong Li up. He didn't take Su Yi's words seriously at all.
Su Yi was furious: "I wonder if you don't take me seriously either."
Su Yi tapped the scabbard of the long sword at his waist with his fingers. The long sword was slowly unsheathed.
"This hospital master probably has the strength of the Eight Sects. Brother Su should be careful when using his sword." Duan Chuyi's tone finally became a little more serious.
Su Yi narrowed his eyes: "I haven't taken him seriously yet."
Yan Lu felt something was wrong when he stretched out his hand halfway. For some reason, the movement of spiritual energy in his body became extremely slow, as if it was about to stop at any time.
No, it's not just that. Yan Lu opened his eyes suddenly.
Not only did the movement of spiritual energy in my body slow down, it seemed that everything in the world also slowed down.
My body can no longer move freely, and even if I want to take my hand back, in my opinion, although my hand is pulling back, it seems that the movement is done by myself, but the speed is not under my control.
Yan Lu looked up and found that everyone around him seemed to be in this situation, and everyone was trying to stretch their hands and legs.
Only one person was unaffected.
Su Yi's sword is still unsheathed. The reason why it is slow is that the speed of unsheathing is not fast.
"You, who are you!" the old man asked with difficulty.
"My name is Su Yi, from Chang'an." After saying this, the swords were all unsheathed.
A long sword that looks very ordinary, without any decoration or pattern. White gas flows around the sword body chaotically, and the sword body emits a white light.
Yan Lu went through all the immortal techniques he knew in his mind. The body slows down, but the mind does not.
But Yan Lu found that no matter what method he used, he could not solve his current situation.
No! There is a way! As the head of an academy, my current situation is not right. Your Majesty will definitely sense it. As long as Your Majesty comes personally, there is hope.
"Are you waiting for someone too?" Su Yi sneered: "Don't worry, let me strike with the sword first."
Yan Lu opened his eyes wide and watched as the young man lightly drew his sword across the void. A sword energy visible to the naked eye emerged in the air, and then rushed towards him.
Somewhere above the clouds, there is a glorious and majestic palace floating in the clouds.
The sun shines on the white walls of the palace, giving the entire palace a faint golden glow. Looking from a distance, the entire palace gives people a solemn, quiet and solemn atmosphere. But if you get closer, you can hear the faint sound of reading coming from the palace.
There is a huge vermilion plaque hanging on the main entrance of the palace, with four big Chinese characters written in cursive: Liyue Academy. The No. 1 Confucian Academy, which is personally overseen by the Confucian Master, has been floating in the air. No wonder everyone has seen the Seventy-One Confucian Academy, but they have never seen this most mysterious academy.
In the main hall at the highest point in the center of the academy, a tall old man sat in the main seat. The middle of the old man's head is sunken, his ears hang down from his shoulders, and his eyes are bulging. Although he looks strange, he gives people a gentle and righteous feeling.
In the main hall, there were ten people sitting on the ground. They were all Taoist immortals. Although they were old, they were full of energy, and each of them was surrounded by an awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Your Majesty, I request you to arrest the young man and bring him back to the academy. He first hurt my disciple without any reason, and then severely injured my disciple Yan Lawyer. When have I ever been so angry in the thousands of years that I have been a Confucian sect?" Li Zun The nearest disciple stood up and said.
This Confucian master, who is said to have survived with this world for tens of thousands of years, usually imparts doctrines to his disciples in an orderly manner, but he did hesitate at this time.
"Your Majesty, if our Confucian family does not arrest and deal with this young man in this matter, how will Confucianism have the honor to keep pace with Buddhism and Taoism from now on, and how will it convince the world." The disciple persuaded again.
The Confucian Master sighed and made up his mind: "Forget it, Ziqing, just go and invite the young man back to the academy. Remember not to hurt anyone."
Ziqing bowed and said: "I understand, I will take that young man back to the academy now and hand him over to your Majesty."
"Wait a minute!" The Confucian Master shouted softly and looked up at a certain place in the northern sky.
Along with this, the ten disciples in the hall also stood up almost at the same time and looked towards the sky together.
In the northern sky, a golden ray of light flew toward the academy. Within a moment, the ray of light flew over the academy.
The protective formation of Liyue Academy, which was said to have never been breached in thousands of years, could not even slow down the flight speed of the light, and fell apart in an instant.
That ray of light shone to every corner of the academy, and under the gaze of everyone in the academy, it flew straight to the main hall where the Confucian Master and his ten disciples were.
"Presumptuous!" Ziqing, who had the most violent temper, shouted angrily, and a light bloomed in his hand. The other nine people also took action, trying to prevent the light from approaching the hall.
"It can't be stopped." Confucian Master sighed.
Sure enough, the golden light was unmoved by the attacks of the ten disciples. It passed straight through the roof and entered the main hall. It seemed that the ten people were uncomfortable with it, so after passing by the ten disciples When the Confucian saint came around, he unceremoniously drew a line on everyone's face, and then inserted it straight into the floor in front of the Confucian sage.
"That's... a sword?" Several disciples ignored the blood on their faces and hurriedly gathered around, kneeling on the ground together and saying, "It's useless for me to stop this sword. It's disturbing. Your Majesty, please blame me."
The Confucian Master waved his hand to signal the disciples to stand up: "I don't blame you, no one in this world can stop that person's sword wherever it goes."
"Is that the 'Hide the Sun'?" A disciple asked cautiously.
The Confucian Master nodded.
Only then did the ten saints feel better.
Is it embarrassing to be unable to stop "covering the sun"? Is it embarrassing to be slapped with a sword by 'covering the sun'?
not at all.
Is the Demon Emperor powerful? At the lower level of the Nine Sects, he was even stronger than his superior, but as a result, he was slashed by "Hiding the Sun" with a sword, and both his body and soul were destroyed. What am I? I can take the "Hidden Sun" sword and still not die. In the future, you can brag about discussing Taoism with old people from both Buddhism and Taoism.
"Didn't this Great Sword Immortal Su retreat to the mountains and forests five hundred years ago? Why does his sword appear here now?" Zi Qing asked.
Why? You are going to arrest someone else's son now. Why do you ask me? The Confucian master complained about this disciple in his heart. If you don't arrest him, will your sword fly into my face? This time it was really embarrassing.
"Hey, junior Su Xian has met your Majesty. I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you feeling well?" A lazy male voice sounded in the hall, but no one could be seen.
The Confucian Master rolled his eyes: "Do you see it like this? No one comes with a sword? The murderous intention on the sword is so strong, do you want to kill me with one sword?"
The male voice said "Ouch": "How could I? Your Majesty is highly respected, how could I dare to be disrespectful to you?"
"But." The male voice paused and continued: "I heard that someone is going to take my son back to be punished? His grandma's, my son and I are reluctant to touch it, so you can just catch me? My sword I came here to tell you that whoever dares to touch a hair of my son, I will make him the second demon altar!"
There was a hint of anger in the man's voice at the end.
At this time, the other nine saints all looked at Ziqing, as if to say: "Okay, now, damn it, if you don't find out clearly, how will this end?"
Ziqing's face was flushed now and she couldn't say a word. Since he was angry because he couldn't help his disciple, and he didn't dare to go against Su Xian, he didn't know what to say to get off the stage.
"That's all." The Confucian Master sighed: "Then don't worry about Su Yi. Zi Qing, go and bring Yan Lu back."
Ziqing breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly bowed and said: "Disciple accepts the order." After saying this, he felt it was not enough, so he bowed to the fairy sword "Hiding the Sun" again.
"Your Majesty really understands the truth!" Su Xian said with a smile as if he had become a different person: "Junior, I still have some small matters here. After I finish handling them, I will go to Liyue Academy to visit your Majesty and personally repair the roof for Your Majesty."
After finishing speaking, the "covering the sun" inserted into the floor turned into a golden light again, rose from the ground, and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.
At this time, both the ten saints and the Confucian master had only one thought in their minds:
My son and I are both unreasonable!
