With their four eyes facing each other, Sage Su Xian is elegant and refined, with an air of immortality floating around, as if he is an immortal from heaven and does not eat the fireworks of the human world.
Although Su Qi is dressed in blue and has the heroic spirit of a young hero, his eyes are fierce and his face is cold.
"What are you?"
Su Qi resented others taking advantage of his identity and image to deceive him, especially at this time of crisis.
A huge scarlet eye opened on the bloody sword, but the next moment it was stabbed in the eyeball by Saint Su Xian, causing him to scream in pain and shed blood.
The aura of being relegated to immortality that originally existed on Saint Su Xian's body has also disappeared. There seems to be a sea of blood surging around his body, and even the waves of clouds extending under his feet have turned into waves of blood.
"My name is Su Qi, which is not a thing, but I am also the first saint of the Qingyou Sword Sect. I am the Su Xian Saint!"
Qing Han was shocked to the point of trembling in his heart. He was a sixth-level Immortal King and knew that this was not an illusion at all. When he thought about the attitude of his master Sword Box Old Man towards Su Qi and Qing Yun's reaction towards Su Qi, the fog in his heart suddenly became clear.
He finally understood why his master asked him to call Su Qi his senior. It turned out that Su Qi was the ferocious beast who fought with Qingyou Sword Emperor and was the original saint.
"It turns out that both master and junior brother knew about it, and I was the last one who was kept in the dark."
Although the reality corroborated Chen Fan's guess, he still felt hazy, like he was dreaming.
"Your Excellency is actually the Sage Su Xian who has lived in this world. How strong is he now?"
Chen Fan suddenly had a crazy idea, which was a direction he had never considered in the past: "If the main body and the real operator die, can I control the Destiny Sect and become the most powerful force under your control?"
Ambition is like a prairie fire, once ignited it is difficult to extinguish.
Heavy waves of clouds and bloody light enveloped Su Qi, blocking the sight and sounds of Chen Fan and Qing Han.
"What the hell are you?"
Su Qi asked the same question. He didn't believe that he would leave a clone to harm himself.
"I am the spirit of the mural you carved for yourself. I am guarding here to protect the safety of Qingyou Sword Sect, just waiting for your return and showing this thing to you."
The spirit of the mural presented the bloody sword to Su Qi. Su Qi, who took the blood sword, turned into a three-year-old demon boy in an instant. The blood abyss seemed to be drawn out by the breath of the blood sword.
"Where is it?"
All that was left in Su Qi's eyes was this blood sword. The streamlined blade seemed to be flowing with the veins of life. The scarlet eyes engraved on the blade looked cute. Compared with this blood sword, the Demon Slaying Sect's Demon Slaying Immortal Sword was simply too cute.
So weak.
"It's at the Dream Mother Gate."
The hot blood suddenly cooled down, and the hotness went to waste. Su Qi stared at the spirit of the mural fiercely. This guy really had no good intentions. He used the blood knife as bait to trick him into biting the hook, and then let him go to the Red Mansion Girl's lair to die driven by desire. It was really good.
Calculation.
"The future has infinite possibilities. You, who are engraved in the past, have found the best future. You only need to follow the steps and you will have a worry-free life."
"real?"
Remembering the breath of the blood knife, Su Qi transformed into a fifteen-year-old appearance again, his eyes lit up, and the reflection of the galaxy in his eyes disappeared. If this was the case, could he just lie down?
"False, this is just a joke you often said in the past. The past is established and the future is hard to find. You have only found the only way to survive with your vast and ethereal past. You must go to the Dream Mother Gate. This is
You must also get this weird blood knife."
Seeing that the spirit of the mural was about to dissipate, Su Qi hurriedly asked: "Have you found the spirit-gathering fairy grass? Are your parents alive?"
After Lingsan returned, the man in blue on the mural turned his back to the common people, seemingly suffering a lot.
"Asshole, what do you mean by that complicated look in your eyes at the end!?"
Su Qi gritted his teeth. If he had known this, it would be better not to ask. This specious answer is even more maddening than having no clues at all.
"Sage Su Xian, Qingyun has gathered the inner disciples, should we act now?"
Qinghan's heart was beating very fast. As one of the only two faiths of the Qingyou Sword Sect, Saint Su Xian was the original saint and definitely had prestige and potential that surpassed that of the sect leader.
Before, Qing Han obeyed orders because of his master's attitude and Su Qi's help to the Qingyou Sword Sect, but now he simply obeys Su Qi's orders just because he is the Su Xian Saint!
If this matter is made public, Qing Han can be sure that all the ill will against the Qingyou Sword Sect will be dissipated, and even the sect leaders of the forces that once had ill intentions will have to come to apologize in person.
"Let's take action. However, my wings have not yet fully matured and my cultivation has not yet recovered. Please do not share this identity with others for the time being."
"Qinghan obeys your orders."
Seeing Senior Brother Qinghan salute solemnly and even wanting to kowtow to him, Su Qi hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. He was speechless for a while. He hadn't even joined the Qingyou Sword Sect yet, so why did he convince the two senior brothers first?
Walking out of the main hall, three true disciples, twelve core disciples and three hundred inner disciples gathered in the square.
The three true disciples are the Qinghan disciple ‘Nie Cangzhou’ of the ancient Feng sect, the Youlan disciple ‘Shen Changsheng’, and the Youxing disciple ‘Feng Bichen’.
When Nie Cangzhou saw Qinghan, tears welled up in his eyes. He started practicing in the Qingyou Sword Sect from babbling, and with his strong talent and persistence in swordsmanship, he overcame obstacles all the way. From ordinary cultivation to the peak of Mahayana, it only took more than twenty years.
Although his cultivation was stuck before the semi-immortal tribulation, he was still confident of breaking through to the semi-immortal realm before he turned a hundred years old.
Uncle Qingyun has always been the target of his pursuit, but who would have thought that since joining Qinghan's sect, he has seen Uncle Qingyun far more than he has met his master. Up to now, he has only met his master more than twenty times, and every time
Meetings are all tests and new knowledge, which is really difficult!
"Everyone sit cross-legged and relax!"
Immortal King Qinghan's power was revealed, and the sound of uniform cross-legged sitting could be heard in the square. All the swords were sheathed, and every disciple closed his eyes and let his mind go.
Destiny is like a thread, Chen Fan moved the measuring stick and began to measure the fate of his disciples.
As the 'Blue Star' flashed, blue light covered Chen Fan, blessing him.
The direction of destiny became clearer and clearer. Chen Fan shared his perception with Su Qi, and he also saw people with dual destinies.
Although Su Qi has the memory of rebirth, he is not omnipotent. He knows that there are disciples who are being controlled to rebel, but he does not know who they are.
The path of cause and effect can naturally be distinguished, but after all, no one can see destiny thoroughly.
"The hiding place is indeed deep enough. It seems that those demon kings are not just food."
If you simply use the Qingyou Mind Technique or mental screening, it will be difficult to find the disciples controlled by the Demon King. However, the Destiny Sect has the method of spying on destiny and can see through all disguises and find all enemies.
Su Qi, who had completely offended the Death Destiny Sect, was once the target of harassment. If he hadn't relied on Thousand Planes and Blood Abyss, I'm afraid even the real fortune teller would know everything Su Qi does now.
Now that Su Qi has mastered the person who uses this power, he will naturally not treat it as a decoration.