Qingyun swept away all the unhappiness just now, and looked at senior brother Qinghan with shining eyes. Could it be that senior brother also discovered the power of his senior?
Su Qi thought thoughtfully, Senior Brother Qingyun could not make Senior Brother Qinghan change his mind, but Old Man Sword Box could.
It seemed that the old man with the sword box who had saved him from danger was not as simple as he thought.
"Let's go."
Su Qi saw Chen Fan standing there stupidly and patted him. This guy was still useful, but he couldn't let him run away.
"Oh, here it comes."
On top of the foundation, he can fly with his sword. Su Qi puts his feet on the azure sword in front, followed by Qingyun and Qinghan, like two guards.
Li Dou and Li Dong, who were guarding the young bamboo shoots forest, rubbed their eyes crazily. They couldn't believe that the aloof Qing Han and Elder Qing Yun would actually accompany and act as bodyguards for a young man of the same age as them.
This is simply unimaginable. If you don’t see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.
Chen Fan drove the measuring stick and chased after him. When he saw Su Qi being escorted by the two elders, he couldn't help but sigh. He thought that when the five of them were still plotting against the Qingyou Sword Sect in the tender bamboo forest, who would have thought that someone was already standing at the end of the line and looking at the people with a smile. It's really our generation.
What a role model.
There is the Sword Emperor's Hall on the main peak of Qingyou. In front of the hall is the Holy Land of Sword Cultivators - Mu Jian Square.
The gilt sculpture shines brightly, and the Sword Emperor is heavy and resolute.
Su Qi, who had just arrived, stood there stupidly. A second blood-stained sculpture appeared on Mujian Square, which could accommodate millions of disciples.
The amber Baizhang sculpture stands together with the Sword Emperor sculpture in Mujian Square, looking out at the unreachable ocean. Something strange and terrifying seems to be spreading in the sea, making both sculptures look serious.
Destiny flowed, and time left no mark. Chen Fan, who was at the end, actually shed blood and tears from the corners of his eyes after seeing the amber sculpture. And he seemed to have a mania, and he laughed hysterically, grinning from the corners of his mouth to the roots of his ears, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.
Down.
"Hahahaha, you are him, he is you, and you are actually the same person..."
The core disciples who originally practiced here all cast angry glances. It is strictly forbidden to make loud noises here. This person is so excessive and should be taken to the Discipline Hall and punished!
However, when they saw the two elders, their anger disappeared and they stood up in a hurry to salute.
"Elder."
"You all stand down, the duration of your enlightenment will be preserved."
After Shi Man, a true disciple of the Changwang Sect, received the order from his master You Yue, he used his own sword spikes to spread ripples, connecting the sword spikes of each core disciple to complete the enlightenment time.
The core disciples left with happy faces, after all, free prostitution always makes people happy.
"Uncle Master, Shiman retreats."
When the burly young man saluted, he glanced at Chen Fan, who was still laughing crazily. Although he was wondering why the elder would bring a madman here, he was not qualified to ask more questions.
Qinghan has been practicing swordsmanship in the Pathless Forest in the Back Mountain of Bailu all year round, and does not know Youyue's true disciple. Although Qingyun knows Shiman, he just had an unpleasant quarrel with Youyue, so he is naturally unhappy with him.
Su Qi saw that Shi Man was sweating coldly under the pressure of Qingyun True Immortal. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Shi Man, you can go down."
As soon as Su Qi finished speaking, the pressure from Qingyun dissipated. Shi Man relaxed all over and looked at Su Qi with a slight shock. When the master transmitted the message, he also told him that he would suffer a little. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him said something, he
He was saved from disaster. Who is this person? He could let Elder Qingyun give him face!
"Hurry up and leave!"
Qingyun waved his sleeves and swept the third-level Mahayana Shiman out of the square. The Shiman who flew out did somersaults on the ground and left with a disgraced face and a lonely figure.
Su Qi patted Qingyun on the shoulder to make him feel better. This Shiman was quite good at being a human being. He made himself miserable and helped Qingyun calm down.
"Senior, his hysteria has been contained."
Su Qi, who comforted Qingyun, immediately came back and looked at Chen Fan, who was subdued by senior brother Qinghan.
"Chen Fan, even the fake fortune tellers dare not find out the fate of Qingyou Sword Emperor, how dare you look at it?"
Chen Fan sat on the ground, took a healing pill, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a long sigh of relief. There was a hint of fear from the bottom of his heart in his eyes when he looked at Su Qi.
"I don't dare to look at the fate of Qingyou Sword Emperor, I'm looking at the other one."
Qing Han understood clearly and explained for Su Qi: "It's no wonder. The evil spirit of that saint Su Xian was overwhelming and he was domineering throughout his life. He once caused the world's rituals to collapse and music to be ruined. He also stirred up the spiritual practice and led the bloody storm.
If the saint hadn't captured him and suppressed him, and tied him to his side to refine him with the Qingyou Mind Method, the saint of Su Xian would have become the devil of Su Xian."
Su Qi raised his head and stared at the amber sculpture, frowning and lost in thought.
As time goes by, families change from generation to generation.
Kings in the world of mortals are changing, dynasties are iterating endlessly, and even the Immortal Emperor is approaching the end of his life. Who in the world dares to claim to be immortal?
Even the ancient Qingyou Sword Sect has perished due to the wear and tear of time, and the rumors passed down may not be the truth, but one thing is certain, Su Qi has indeed returned to the past and done many wonderful things that have been passed down through the ages.
Chen Fan was already calm, but after hearing Elder Qinghan's words, he felt dazed and about to fall into a state of stupidity again. Perhaps he himself could not distinguish between dreams and reality.
"Be clear, as a pseudo-operator's clone, how can it be so weak? If you dare to give up on yourself again, then I can only call your body to help me do things."
The cold mountain wind blew by, Chen Fan wrapped himself tightly, the confusion subsided, and his eyes returned to bright color.
"That's pretty much it."
Chen Fan remained silent. He was not pretending before, but was really entangled in the same fate, and his will was almost strangled by time and space.
This is a situation that has never happened before. How could two people have the same fate? One is that the young man in front of him once again borrowed the fate of others, and he is a more powerful being than the owner of the amber sculpture.
The second one is most consistent with the facts and is also Chen Fan’s definite answer.
The amber sculpture in front of you, which is comparable to the Qingyou Sword Emperor, was built for the omniscient young man in front of you.
Hiding the turmoil in his heart, Chen Fan took a deep breath and followed Su Qi closely, trying to empty his mind and not extend to more terrifying possibilities.
For example, is it true that the Qingyou Sword Sect is strong on the outside but strong on the inside? Isn't it just a scam to deceive all sentient beings?
Is Qingyou Sword Emperor really dead? He wouldn't just pretend to die, but he actually wanted to wipe out all the hidden enemies and their forces.
The appearance of Su Qi at this time was like a signal, making Chen Fan completely frightened.
Whether the ontology and even the Destiny Sect have embarked on a wrong path, they will face the most terrifying purge in the future!
When entering the palace, what you see are thirteen thick sword pillars with intricate dragon patterns engraved on them, just like thirteen real dragons supporting the roof of the palace.
Looking up from the sword pillar, the top of the palace looked like an unfolding scroll. In the scroll, there was a beautiful woman in a white dress with her back to the people. She never looked back, but Su Qi felt that she had been watched by her.
The woman stood on the beach, the strange blue water had reached her ankles, and the golden bell was half submerged by the sea water, but it still kept ringing dully.