"Senior Brother Qinghan, I have a sword that I would like you to taste!"
Every disciple of the Qingyou Sword Sect wants to show his progress in the Qingyou Mind Method in front of Elder Qinghan, and Su Qi is no exception. Unfortunately, when he started, Elder Qinghan was already dead.
The unshaven elder Qinghan looks unkempt, but the sword in his hand is as sharp as a green snake and polished as bright as the sky.
"Okay, come on then."
Under the Qingyou Mind Method, it is the most essential heart-to-heart connection.
The Qingyou Mind Dharma is born from the heart. Elder Qinghan is willing to believe in every disciple who has cultivated the Qingyou Mind Dharma.
Su Qi will never betray this trust. The day the green sword collided with the green she sword, the sword-to-sword confrontation began.
The sword light wiped out sword flowers in the autumn afternoon, and Tao and Tao took on a completely new look.
"The clear flow never dissipates and the sky is green, the stars hang melodiously and the white feathers hang, and the swordsman cries out against the injustice. Thousands of castings and hundreds of refinements break through the dragon's abyss."
To know people with a sword, you can see into people's hearts and explore their depths.
When the two men sheathed their swords, Qing Han couldn't hide the look in his eyes, and looked at Su Qi with passion and appreciation.
"Are you interested in becoming my disciple?"
Su Qi politely refused. His purpose was to blow up the mountain and alleviate the curse problem, not to become the elder's disciple.
"Then what are you doing?"
Qinghan continued his unfinished practice, and practicing swordsmanship has become a part of his life.
"I want to go to Fairy Mountain."
The Qing She sword was placed on his neck, but Su Qi's expression remained unchanged. After proving his worth to Elder Qing Han, he would not kill anyone.
"Fairy Mountain is not a good place. Even if I protect this place, you won't be able to pass it."
Su Qi shook his head: "With a curse, I can only take risks. If Senior Brother Qinghan can't do it, then let me try."
When Qinghan saw the woman with disheveled hair in the bronze mirror with the 囍 character, he frowned. If Su Qi hadn't snatched the bronze mirror back in a hurry, he would have had a fair fight with the cursed woman.
"Go in and be safe."
"Thank you, senior brother, for your support. Su Qi will retire."
Su Qi originally thought that Qinghan, like Youlan, Youyue, and Qingyun, was a true Immortal Realm monk, but after meeting him, he realized that this man had quietly broken through to the Immortal King Realm.
Qinghan, who watched Su Qi leave, resumed his sword practice, mourning for Su Qi in his heart, but at a certain moment, he suddenly froze: "He called me senior brother, could it be that the master or the two senior uncles have opened their doors to accept disciples again?"
After walking a hundred steps beyond the wooden house, a view suddenly opened up.
On the other side of the mountain, the true face finally appears.
A broken halberd was stuck diagonally on the charred bridge surface, and there were broken walls and ruins everywhere in the smoke.
Su Qi left the entrance to the Immortal Tomb in front of the bridge so that he could summon Dai Mao for the robbery. There would be no Heavenly Tribulation when he broke through to the Void Realm, but the Heavenly Tribulation would not deal with him. In order to prevent him from being educated by the Heavenly Tribulation after the breakthrough, Su Qi still stayed.
Made a back move.
Su Qi stepped onto the bridge and turned into a three-year-old devil boy, with bloody footprints extending step by step towards the end of the bridge.
The raging wolf smoke on the fairy mountain blocked all vision. Su Qi, who stepped onto the fairy mountain, couldn't see the direction ahead. The smoke came in violently, so he could only hold his breath and walk blindly, but the complaints of the resting soldiers suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Brother Qi, didn't the front line win? Why is it our turn again? Are we going to die too!?"
"Qiyou, stop talking nonsense. You and I are both immortal beings, how can we die? Bailu Sendai will be here soon, follow the team quickly!"
Walking on short legs, Su Qi followed the sound and followed closely beside the marching soldiers in the thick smoke.
It is not that he has never seen the immortal mountain soldiers before. There are also heavenly soldiers and generals in his Zifu Qiyun Immortal Mountain, but they have no souls and do not respond to him. This is the first time he has heard the immortal mountain soldiers speak at such a close distance.
The ashes wiped away their faces, and the blood soaked their armor. They had clearly not rushed to the front line, but they already looked like a defeated army after a battle.
"Their iron boots seem to be worn out, the halberds in their hands are rusty, and there is a smell of gunpowder smoke on their bodies, so did they die in battle?"
Su Qi followed closely, making judgments through observation, until... he chased to the other side of the fairy mountain.
The red magma spreads out in front of you like a sea, and the strong and pungent smoke seems to evaporate everything in the world.
"They jumped!?"
The lava burned the soles of his feet, and smoke filled the sky and earth. The hot lava was reflected in Su Qi's pupils, and his face turned red.
At this moment, a push came from behind, sending him into the magma.
Su Qi stepped on the flying boots in the waves, borrowed strength from the void, suspended on the magma, and glared at the soldiers who appeared behind him.
The soldier scratched his head, as if he was confused about the person he had just bumped into. Su Qi was surprised, could this guy not see him?
The next moment, the soldier jumped out again. The magma melted the soldier's iron boots, but it did not erase them because Su Qi held him back this time.
But his fate seemed to have been doomed for a long time. The flames wrapped around him, trying to engulf him and burn him up. Scorch spread on the armor, and everything was heading towards destruction.
"Is this the poor traveler?"
The blood threads in the palm of the hand stretched infinitely and entangled with Qiongyou's body. The blood threads in the sky wiped out the darkness of the lava. A drop of blood flew out from the blood abyss, directly through Qiongyou as a medium, and poured into the raging magma vortex.
Su Qi originally thought that there would be no accidents this time, that the sky would eventually rain blood, that his strength would soar, that this mountain could be exploded, and that everything would be as before.
But no.
Tick!
Tick, tick...!!
Drop after drop of blood gushes out from the blood abyss and pours into the raging magma. Each drop of blood is like a vast ocean, causing the magma to evaporate into a sky-high black gas.
"How is this possible?"
When has the Blood Abyss been so wasted?
Before the matter of Bailu Fairy Mountain and Blood Abyss could be judged, the previous Qiyou melted into the blood and poured into Su Qi's Zi Mansion.
"So hungry, why are you so hungry!?"
When a drop of Su Qi's essence and blood was sent out by the blood abyss, the so-called reason was dissolving bit by bit.
Click!
It seems like the coat of kindness has been torn, and it seems like the extinguished magma has been smashed into pieces.
The bloodthirsty eyes of the three-year-old demon boy reflected a three-headed dragon that burst out of the wall.
"Ho, stupid humans, suffer death!"
The demon boy licked his lips and swooped down towards the giant dragon that broke through the wall. Behind it, the light of the sword flashed.
Click——!!
As the dragon's blood splashed, the three borneols flying high felt a little noisy in the wind.
The blood streaks all over his body flickered. The three-year-old demon boy was swimming and rolling in the dragon's blood. The azure sword skewered the dragon's brain. Su Qi held the dragon's neck and drank the brain marrow.
When Su Qi regained consciousness and emerged from the dragon's body, his every breath was filled with the smell of blood.
"My brain has never been clearer. Did I make a mistake?"
It was not right to be carried away by bloodthirsty will in the fairy mountain, but the sudden loss of control of the blood abyss surprised Su Qi. If the dragon hadn't sacrificed himself to help him, I'm afraid he would have rushed out of the fairy mountain for blood food.
When Elder Qinghan of Immortal King level fights, life or death will be uncertain.
"This is not a good start..."
The three-year-old demon boy licked the dragon's blood on his lips, looking over the dragon corpse at the magma sea before him.
But before the action of looking out was completed, he raised his head in shock and looked at the blood vortex that had appeared at an unknown time.
"Is this the Bailu Sendai that Qiongyou said?"
Su Qi looked past the dragon corpse and looked down at the magma beneath his feet, and found that beneath the broken magma was pitch-black nothingness.
"Well, is there anything in the dark?"
Ethereal and dark, the silence falls forever.
When Su Qi stared for a long time, a huge scarlet eye opened impatiently. At that moment, the darkness and loneliness were dispelled, and loneliness and tranquility were healed.