It was early in the morning on a mountaintop outside the imperial capital. The sun rose and the sea of clouds moved, blowing away the moisture and fog here.
Shen Yu opened his eyes for the first time and looked at the scenery in front of him that he had not seen for decades. A trace of trance and surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes again for no apparent reason.
Su Mo quietly looked at Shen Yu who closed his eyes and crossed his legs again without disturbing him.
After decades of memories and experiences, I suddenly come back here. The two worlds are at odds with each other, and naturally there will be many inevitable emotions in my mind.
Half an hour later, Shen Yu opened his eyes, and all the emotions in his eyes disappeared.
Shen Yu didn't speak, just stood up and looked at the sea of clouds in front of him.
The breeze blew through my clothes, like a fairy.
"It has just been three months since your training, and today is the day of your duel with Wei Boyang."
Su Mo counted the time and asked seriously: "How much has the realm been restored?"
Shen Yu's entry into the world this time was originally to restore his own realm, and judging from the sword he fired earlier, his state of mind was flawless, which should be roughly the same.
Shen Yu said nothing.
Su Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't he still recovering?"
"I would have almost forgotten if you didn't tell me."
Shen Yu nodded and said, "But it should be almost done."
After saying that, he went down the mountain.
Seeing Shen Yu's seemingly calm but actually extremely fast footsteps, Su Mo thought to himself, hadn't he been thinking about today's showdown for decades?
Then I thought again, what does this mean? To recover or not to recover?
Su Mo sighed and said, "You are still good at pretending!"
Follow Shen Yu away.
A palm-sized little man appeared in the ancient book floating in the sky, floating in front of Su Mo.
The little man pointed at the pages of the book angrily. There was a piece of damage on one of the pages. Although it was not big, it was extremely obvious.
Su Mo smiled and touched its little head and said, "It's okay. A little bit of imperfection bought you the opportunity to attain enlightenment. In fact, you earned it."
The Heavenly Book True Spirit thought about it for a while, and his originally very angry heart calmed down a bit.
Su Mo asked again: "In your world, can't you limit the level of the creatures in the world?"
The Heavenly Book True Spirit blinked his eyes, and then showed an aggrieved look, as if he was even more angry. His legs were crossed in the air, and his hands were randomly grabbing in the air.
It probably means how do I know he is so perverted?
...
The Imperial City is extremely prosperous today.
There are more and more people coming and going at the city gate, most of them are practitioners with good temperament from all over Linghuang.
All the inns on the river bank opposite the Mingyue Bridge were full, especially the seats by the windows, which were hard to find.
Countless people are looking forward to it, waiting for today's showdown that is destined to be recorded in the history of the spiritual world.
Next to the window of the most famous Yingxian Inn in Qinhuai River, the imperial capital, the old prince Fang, a distinguished nobleman of the imperial court, rented the place as early as three months ago, but sitting here at the moment is a middle-aged man.
He was dressed in plain clothes and had a dignified demeanor. Li Wudi was sitting next to him at the moment, with a low eyebrow and a very well-behaved look.
At the same time, behind the two of them stood an old man with a gentle face, white beard and hair, and slightly lowered eyes.
He smiled and asked, "Shen Yu hasn't come back yet?"
Li Wudi lay on the table and said boredly: "Not yet, I haven't seen him anyway."
The man joked: "He couldn't have run away, right?"
Li Wudi said angrily: "No, you don't know that Shen Yu looked so good when he practiced swordsmanship!"
The emperor smiled and looked behind him.
The feminine old man took a step forward and whispered: "Sir, there are quite a lot of people from all three religions and nine streams in the capital today."
The emperor smiled and asked: "How many people have come to the Holy Land?"
The feminine old man bent slightly and said, "All nine families are here."
...
There were two of us at a table in a wine shop next to Li Yingxian Inn.
A man with a dull face, whose age could not be clearly seen. His face was obviously still young, but his face was full of lifelessness, and his eyes were gray.
A fairy woman with noble temperament and impeccable facial features.
When the people of the imperial capital who were watching the competition saw the woman in a white dress, their eyes were drawn towards her, as if they were stunned and could never look back.
The dull man took a sip of wine and said indifferently: "Yaochi?"
The woman smiled and said: "Yes, Yaochi He Pianpian."
The dull man obviously knew the name and asked, "What are you doing here?"
He Pianpian said calmly: "Of course let's take a look at this competition."
The dull-looking man shook his head.
He Pianpian's expression remained unchanged and she smiled and said: "In addition, Mr. Yan from the academy asked me to help keep an eye on you so that you don't cause any trouble in the imperial capital."
"Oh." The dull man had no reaction when he heard this.
"I only heard from Mr. Yan that Liubo Mountain has people like you besides Xi Jiu who can allow Liubo Mountain to use great magical powers to shield the heavens. It seems that they have high expectations for you?"
Yaochi He Pianpian didn't mean to be polite at all, and asked like a casual chat.
As their cultivation level increases, the disciples of the Nine Holy Lands have a deeper and deeper understanding of the Lingyun List and know more and more inside stories.
For example, the young practitioners of this generation in the world are not only those on the Lingyun List, but also the younger generation whose secrets are blocked by the sects or secret treasures behind them.
These people are often extremely talented, but they tend to die early, so they are hidden away by the sect.
The dull man had no intention of keeping silent and said, "Fortunately, I can't beat Li Yi."
Yaochi He Pianpian asked: "Then why did you come here all the way from Liubo Mountain?"
The dull man said in shock, "Let's see if we can kill Shen Yu."
He Pianpian frowned and said, "Why?"
"It's just a feud between the sects." The dull man shook his head and said, "You want to stop me?"
He Pianpian also shook his head and smiled: "This is the Imperial Capital. My job is just to keep an eye on you. If you really want to take action in the competition, I will naturally not be the one to do it."
The dull man didn't ask who came.
Because naturally it was people from the academy who came.
Of course he is someone he can't beat now.
The dull man said calmly: "It depends on whether he dies this time or not."
...
There is a person standing on the roof of a tall building far away from Mingyue Bridge.
The stout man folded his hands on his chest, his face was calm, and he just looked down at the bridge quietly.
There was not a trace of energy fluctuations in his whole body, but he seemed to be a small world of his own.
In this small world, the world is invincible.
Of course, only Li Yi can possess such a martial artist's appearance.
Countless looking eyes between heaven and earth glanced from this direction seemingly inadvertently, and then quickly disappeared.
The man turned a blind eye and his expression didn't look strange at all.
There was a breeze blowing around, and a monk appeared.
Lingyin Temple, Huike.
He touched his head in embarrassment, bent down and said, "Hello."
Li Yi looked at Huike and said, "It's good for you too."
Huike bent down again and said, "Mr. Yan from the Academy asked me to help keep an eye on you and asked you not to do anything troublesome in the city. Can you...?"
Monk Huike's tone was a bit subtle and even seemed extremely weak. The reason was of course because he was really not good at fighting.
But the person who can make Yan Shigu trust this matter with confidence, he naturally has the confidence.
Sure enough, Li nodded and said: "Don't worry, I have always respected the academy, I just came to watch this competition."
Huike finally felt relieved after hearing these words and breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Yi looked at Huike and said, "I heard that you are the reincarnation of a certain Buddha. Do you really have an immortal body?"
Huike saw Li Yi's eyes, and for some reason he shook his head quickly and said: "It's a bad beating, it's a bad beating."
Seeing Huike's expression, Li Yi put away his thoughts.
Just now, he just suddenly remembered that his master said that Lingyin Temple Huike was a disciple of Buddhism in the true sense, with an indestructible body, not just the concept of the upper three realms of Buddhism, so Li Yi wanted to see what his fists had. How hard it is, can it break the true body of the Buddha in Buddhism?
But Huike made no move to fight, so he had no choice but to give up.
Huike looked at the bustling crowd and said with emotion: "Who do you think will win this duel?"
Li Yi remembered something and said: "There are rumors in the world that each of the three religions has its own realm. The Taoist realm of divine movement is even more difficult to contemplate. Some people say that below the upper three realms, there is no way to figure it out. Monk, do you know the reason? ?”
Huike chuckled, obviously in a good mood. As long as he could chat without fighting, it would be great. After hearing this question, he pondered for a while and said: "This statement is reasonable, because it is said that Taoism actually has twelve realms. It's just that Because of some unknown reasons, there are only nine realms now, and anyone who steps into the Great Perfection of the Divine Movement Realm will have the opportunity to understand the three disappearing realms above the nine realms. What's more important is that the Taoist sect has Yin, Shen, and Yang. , and after the yin, yang and yang gods are unified, the Yuanling can be placed in the void, which is unpredictable and unpredictable, and naturally cannot deduce the secret of heaven."
Huike thought of something and said slowly: "What's more, those two are both Taoist and Sword cultivators. Apart from the Taoist realm, the swordsmanship is even more weird and unpredictable. It cannot be measured by the realm alone. Sword cultivators have truly stepped into the realm of the top threshold of the practice world. Even in the Immortal Ascension Realm, if one can understand the legendary two swords of virtuality and reality, I am afraid that even the three realms will have the strength to fight against them."
Huike suddenly touched his head and said with a grimace: "Why do you say that, Shen Yu feels completely cold."
Before Shen Yu was injured in Yaochi, he was in the Dongzhen realm. After that, it was said that he was seriously injured and his realm was unstable. More importantly, there was vague news a few days ago, saying that Shen Yu had abandoned his cultivation and completely lost it. The hope of practice.
There is no smoke without fire, but no matter what the situation is, even if Shen Yu's cultivation level is still there, the gap in realm is indeed real.
Li Yi didn't speak, but suddenly felt the staring eyes beside him, and asked puzzledly: "What are you doing?"
Huike asked: "Don't you have any special insights?"
Li Yi shook his head and said calmly: "Qingcheng Wei Boyang is not in the realm that Dao Zong Fang hated in the past few years. Although they are both divine wanderers, the gap is huge. Shen Yu cannot win this battle without divine wanderers."
....
Inside Yingxian Inn.
The old man whose true identity was Ouchi eunuch suddenly said: "This battle has attracted too many people's attention. We have opened the ban on the city. Although we have sent extra manpower, it is estimated that some people who should not come in will be very serious." trouble."
The emperor smiled casually, waved his hand and said: "These are the affairs of the academy, what does it matter to us? I wish all these guys who were doing evil things to the imperial capital would come out. This would save me a lot of trouble."
The old eunuch said nothing.
at this time.
When all the young people from these mainland holy places were focusing on the imperial capital, an old man walked in silently from outside the city gate, with his hands in his sleeves and his head slightly lowered, like an ordinary old man.
He slowly came to the vicinity of Mingyue Bridge, and then found a position where he could barely see the line of sight and stood there, as if an old monk was in meditation.
Within a moment, Su Mo appeared from the other side and stood quietly beside the old man.
The wrinkles on the old man's face were like knife carvings. He chuckled and said, "I still can't hide it from you."
Su Mo shook his head and said: "I didn't expect you to come here. It was too hasty. Uncle Yan has to maintain the operation of the city's formation, so I have to reluctantly pay homage on behalf of the academy."
The old man said calmly: "I feel a bit proud that Su Yuzhan's son can watch it in person, but what I'm curious about is...how do you want to watch me?"
Su Mo nodded and smiled: "Of course I can't watch you, so I can only take some small things."
A pen appeared in Su Mo's hand.
The pen that Su Mo could hold in his hand was naturally not an ordinary pen.
Sure enough, the old man's eyes changed, he stopped talking, and just sighed slightly.
He said: "People are here and I have been lonely for too long. Sometimes I just want to join in the fun and have no other ideas."
Su Mo's expression remained calm and he said, "Senior, please stand here until the matter is over and don't do anything dangerous."
The old man twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You have the final say."
Su Mo bent down slightly and said with a smile, "Thank you very much, Mr. Shangguan."
Mr. Shangguan, whose name is Shangguan Wuju.
He founded the Northern Ice Palace a hundred years ago.
It was the number one demon sect in the world at the time.
He is the first generation palace master.
Back then in Qingdi City, he personally pierced a sword into the chest of Qingdi Song Nu.
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