In the northern border of the Great Shang Dynasty, the mountains are covered with snow and everything is hidden.
Qinglan Sect.
…
Above the main hall.
Qin Ruo, the chief disciple who had fallen back to the golden elixir realm, was in a mess. Zhao Yan, who had lost her spiritual realm, was even more old and ugly, almost crazy. Both of them were mentally broken, especially Zhao Yan, who was almost crazy.
Heartbroken.
"A military strategist?"
The leader of the Qinglan Sect, Qin Yi, gritted his teeth and said: "To be able to severely injure a weakling to such an extent, he must be a military strategist who has reached the fifth realm. The only question is, is it the realm of returning to the true state or the realm of transformation into gods?"
On the side, an elder from the Guizhen Realm narrowed his eyes and said: "Senior Brother, it doesn't matter if you are at the Divine Transformation Realm. You are still at the Divine Transformation Realm, and you are also a sword cultivator in the Twelve Realms. Even if the opponent is a Twelve Realm strategist.
, a martial artist in the rebirth realm, we have the right time and place in Qinglan Sect’s territory, so we can kill him even if we join forces!”
"That's right!"
A high-level worshiper of the Galaxy Realm frowned and said: "You actually humiliated our Qinglan Sect's chief disciple in the snowy Tianchi. If our Qinglan Sect can endure it, how will we gain a foothold in the world in the future?"
"right!"
A group of people were extremely angry, and someone stood up and said: "It's a matter of life and death. Even if we fight to get to the ancestral court of the military strategist, our Qinglan Sect will definitely fight for it. Can the military strategist be able to run amok? It's true that all the sages in the sky are here.
You are so dead that you will never open your eyes again?"
"That's right!"
Someone raised his weapon and shouted: "Go to the Snowy Tianchi and seek justice!"
…
At this moment, there was a sudden "boom" in the sky above Qinglan Sect, and the entire Qinglan Sect's mountain-protecting formation was buzzing and trembling. There seemed to be a deep red palm print above the formation, followed closely by a heavy fist print.
The blast hit the formation restriction.
"Not good!"
An elder stood up suddenly: "Someone is attacking my Qinglan Sect's mountain protection formation!"
"Who could it be?!"
Qin Yi stood up suddenly and shouted: "You don't take our Qinglan Sect seriously!"
At this moment, the opponent punched again, and suddenly the mountain guarding formation was on the verge of collapse, and a gap was blasted out. Then a green figure came with the wind, wearing a blue shirt, looking gentle and elegant, not at all
He looked like a military strategist, but his fist was too hard, and he broke through three of his mountain-protecting restrictions.
"you……"
A group of Qinglan Sect's sect leaders, elders, protectors, worshipers, etc. flew out of the hall one after another and confronted each other in the air outside the hall.
"Master, it's him!"
There was fear in Qin Ruo's eyes. The scene of him being crushed by his opponent and defeated with one punch was destined to become his inner demon.
"This fellow Taoist."
Qin Yi walked in the air, with wisps of Dao Qi moving rhythmically under his feet, like an immortal ascending to heaven, and said: "I am Qin Yi, the leader of the Qinglan Sect. I dare to ask, who is this holy friend? Why do you always despise me, the Qinglan Sect?"
The man in green shirt smiled slightly, pointed at Qin Ruo, and said: "Ask your good disciple, how he stole my junior brother's opportunity, and how he smashed my junior brother's Tianyuan spiritual veins with three palms."
"this……"
Qin Yi has long been aware of what Qin Ruo has done, and even he doesn't think there is any problem. A boy in the mud is nothing compared to the immortals who seek to reach heaven. They are nothing.
"snort……"
Qin Yi smiled faintly: "Why is it the turn of outsiders to dictate our Qinglan Sect's family affairs?"
"Oh~~~"
The Qingshan guest smiled in relief and said: "It's easy to understand. It's just a matter of family tradition. If there is a dog disciple like Qin Ruo, there will naturally be a dog master like you Qin Yi. Since your Qinglan Sect's family tradition is so unfair,
Then I am here this time, so I can help you straighten your family tradition."
"you……"
Qin Yi said angrily: "What do you want?"
"Not really."
The man in green shirt raised a finger and said with a smile: "As long as each of you falls to one level, it's that simple."
"you dare?!"
Qin Yi shouted low and attacked directly. At the same time as he stabbed out with his sword, a flying sword filled with blood in the Yunjian Lake bloomed in the sky, turned into a torrent of blood and fell from the sky, and hit the green-shirted guest fiercely.
The man in green shirt chuckled, punched the sky, and punched people. He immediately knocked away the powerful flying sword with one punch. Then he punched the sword in front of Qin Yi, and his fist intention was like a sword.
The cyan light beam continuously penetrated Qin Yi's sword.
"How dare you do this?!"
Qin Yi shouted sharply, quickly took off a white jade hair crown on his head, and crushed it instantly. Wisps of jade powder turned into spiritual essence, and quickly wrapped around his body, constantly strengthening his sword defense, vowing to block the opponent's attack.
fist.
"Can you stop it?"
The man in green shirt smiled slightly, and suddenly exerted his strength again. Suddenly, strands of golden text lingered on his arms, and the punch became more powerful and unparalleled. There was a loud "bang" and it instantly penetrated the Qin Dynasty.
Yi's sword punch punched straight into Qin Yi's chest. A ray of golden light and shadow came from behind Qin Yi, approaching Li Weili. That was the soul.
This punch actually separated Qin Yi's spirit and body!
What are the upper five realms?
The first realm of the Upper Five Realms, the Return to True Realm. As the name suggests, it is a return to the original nature. The soul and the body become one. This is a watershed. Since ancient times, it has blocked countless spiritual practices at the door of the Upper Five Realms. It is not easy to reach the sky. Qing Shi
If Ke's punch really completely separated Qin Yi's soul and body, it would be equivalent to knocking Qin Yi back to the tenth realm of the galaxy!
Qin Yi is already very old and really can't stand the hardship. Once he falls from the twelfth realm to the tenth realm, he will basically die.
"you……"
Qin Yi was horrified. The situation at this time was extremely bad. He looked at the other party hurriedly, his eyes changed from arrogance to pleading, and said: "Fellow Taoist! Qin Yi begs you to let me go, please don't..."
"snort!"
The green-shirted guest spun around and retracted his fist strength, but even so, Qin Yi still fell from the twelve realms of divine transformation back to the eleventh realm of returning to true form.
"You are all going to fall to the next level."
The man in green shirt stretched out his hand and pointed at the people of Qinglan Sect and said: "You think that because of your high realm and high magic skills, you can be above the world, and you are superior to others, so you can trample on the creatures of the world at will, right? It doesn't matter.
Seeking the way to heaven, everyone takes a different path. You are seeking without restraint. I can't control this. After all, I am not a Confucian who wants to educate the world, but you dare to interfere with the opportunity of my junior brother Lin Zhao.
Don’t blame me for being rude!”
Everyone is obedient, even the sect leader of the Twelve Realms was defeated with one punch, who dares to challenge him?
"This attitude is not bad."
The man in green shirt took a step forward, and wisps of golden edict words spread under his feet. When he landed with a bang, the heaven and earth were shocked. Suddenly, hundreds of mountains with the name of Qinglan Sect sank tens of meters one after another. The cultivation of everyone in Qinglan Sect
We all followed suit and sank. Except for Qin Yi, the sect leader who had already fallen, the rest of the people were shaken in their souls, greatly affected, and they cried on the spot because of their weak will. When Qingshan Ke settled down,
, everyone's realm collapsed, and everyone fell to a lower level.
They stood blankly in the wind, each one in shock.
"Remember, this won't happen again."
The man in green shirt turned around and walked away in the wind.
"Congratulations, fellow Taoist!"
Qin Yi stood up first and gave a big gift to the man in green shirt's back. Everyone else nodded. At this time, Qin Ruo's heart was filled with chills and despair, while Zhao Yan was even more crazy.
…
"Bastard thing!"
Qin Yi stood up, slapped Qin Ruo immediately, and roared: "Do you know what kind of existence you provoked and came back?"
Qin Ruo covered his face, extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to get angry in front of Qin Yi, and murmured: "Master, who is he?"
"snort……"
Qin Yi snorted coldly and said: "He comes from the ancestral home of the military strategist. He can command heaven and earth, and he is still so young. In hundreds of years, who among the military strategists has received the title of heaven and earth?"
"ah?"
The deputy sect master trembled and said: "Bingsheng, Ding..."
"Shh!"
Qin Yi immediately silenced him and said: "How dare you say the name of Soldier Saint? Do you believe that when you say these three words, he will immediately kill you and make us all fall to the next level?"
Everyone in the Qinglan Sect was collectively petrified, feeling that they had never been so unlucky in their entire lives.
At this moment, everyone suddenly felt nervous, here it comes again!
Sure enough, a person floated in the air, dressed in a green shirt.
"that……"
He scratched his head, seemed a little embarrassed, and said: "I was walking in a hurry just now, and I forgot... Oh no, I forgot to retrieve something. Sect Master Qin Yi, and nothing else. Your chief disciple Qin Ruo smashed it into pieces."
My little junior brother's Tianyuan spiritual vein makes it impossible for him to reach heaven in this life. Originally, with my little junior brother's peerless qualifications and understanding, he can start practicing boxing at least as a top martial artist in the thirteenth level, and practicing swordsmanship as a swordsman in the fourteenth level.
It’s all destroyed now, so I have no choice but to ask your Qinglan Sect to compensate.”
Qin Yizhan was trembling: "Fellow Taoist...how many do you want?"
"not much."
The guest in green shirt said: "Ten thousand gold mullet coins."
"But...it's okay..."
Qin Yi looked helpless: "But there are too many, and we don't have them in the sect's treasury. We need everyone to gather them together. Can you give us some time?"
"Can."
The guest in green shirt stood in the wind: "I'm waiting here, don't let me wait for too long, otherwise the entire Qinglan Sect will fall into a state in an hour, and my temper will not be good."
"yes!"
Qin Yi's face was numb. Damn it, I know you have a bad temper and I've learned from it!
Not long after, Qin Yi came back with a group of people, holding a box in his hand, which was a storage magic weapon. It contained ten thousand gold mullet coins. This amount of money was already equivalent to most of the Qinglan Sect's wealth.
In this world, it would have been enough to buy a smaller vassal dynasty, so Qin Yi's hands holding the box were trembling.
"Thanks!"
The man in green shirt examined it briefly, then held the box and left in the wind.
…
Tianchi Town, dusk.
It was extremely cold at dusk in winter. Lin Zhao had already lit a charcoal fire at home, letting Xiaojiuer and small stones warm the fire. He had already cooked a pot of wild boar, a pot of venison, and the ingredients for pickled fish.
Just wait for the person to come back, put the soup in the pot and it will be ready.
A little later, it started to snow.
The town's second snowfall this year came neither early nor late.
Outside, the dust was falling, and a figure in a green shirt walked into the small courtyard. After helping to close the door, he brushed off the snow on his body, raised a pot of Xinghuacun in his hand, and said with a smile: "Drink some tonight?"
Lin Zhao chuckled: "Well, drink some!"
…
I don't know why, although the young man doesn't know who the guest in Qingshan is, he always feels that he is very close to him, just like a relative who has never been masked.
