The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The second day of July.

early morning.

Su Yi and the cloth-robed boy Yuan Heng transformed into Lao Yuan set off to leave Tianyuan Academy.

Yesterday, Su Yi had handed over the bone seal left by the Huntian Demon Emperor to Ning Sihua and told her that if she encounters a danger that she cannot resist, she will take everyone from the Xuanyan Dao Sect to the Sea of ​​Chaos Spirits. deep.

With the power of the Bone Seal, you can take refuge in the ruins of the Immortal Sword Tower.

In fact, Su Yi left more than that.

In Yuping Mountain, which is a hundred miles away from Tianyuan Academy, there are also "Five Elements Xuanyan Formation" and "Beidou Spirit Gathering Formation". Hiding in them can block the attacks of the great monks in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

This is the so-called cunning rabbit's three caves.

In addition, the White Bone Seal also contains the "All Souls Sword Sutra", the supreme secret of the Immortal Sword Tower.

Su Yi has told Ning Sihua that this Tao Sutra can be regarded as the inheritance power of Xuan Yan Tao Sect and be passed on to the people in the sect.

Of course, Xuanyan Dao Sect is not so much a sect, but a gathering place for relatives and friends related to Su Yi.

Wen Lingxue, Cha Jin, Ning Sihua, Huang Qianjun, Feng Xiaofeng, Feng Xiaoran and others have already obtained the wonderful cultivation method taught by Su Yi in the past, so naturally they no longer need to practice the Ten Thousand Spirits Sword Sutra.

In short, Su Yi left the Ten Thousand Spirits Sword Scripture, which was equivalent to helping the Immortal Sword Tower to continue its inheritance, and it was considered to have lived up to the expectations of the Demon Emperor Huntian.

…

For Su Yi, going to Daxia is really necessary for his spiritual practice.

There is no way around it. The cultivation resources in secular countries such as Great Zhou, Great Wei, and Great Qin may barely be able to satisfy his current practice.

But it is destined not to last long.

The bigu state is the first state of Taoist practice.

According to Su Yi's estimation, with his extremely strong Dao foundation, if he did not have enough cultivation resources, his cultivation would be destined to stagnate for a long time.

This was naturally intolerable to Su Yi.

As the overlord of the Cangqing Continent, Daxia has a prosperous cultivation force, and there are also spiritual monks.

This also means that the cultivation resources in Daxia are absolutely abundant and naturally enough to meet their own cultivation needs.

When thinking of Daxia, Su Yi thought of many things in his mind.

For example, the "Lantai Dharma Conference" will kick off in Daxia in a few months.

For example, Hua Xinfeng once said that it is related to the origin of the "Dark Ancient Forbidden", the Xumi Immortal Island.

Su Yi was even interested in the clan power that Hua Xinfeng belonged to.

After all, this clan's token can be engraved with a totem belonging to the true spiritual bird "Dragon Bird".

Of course, Su Yi will not forget Ge Qian.

As for Zhou Zhiqian, who became a disciple of Daxia Shudao Sect, Su Yi didn't take it to heart at all.

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Starting from Dazhou to Daxia is extremely far. It needs to pass through dozens of countries scattered on the Cangqing Continent, and it needs to cross countless mountains and rivers.

Su Yi was not in a hurry.

Just like before, when he embarked on his journey, he preferred to trek among mountains and rivers and stroll in the worldly places.

Watch mountains, water, and nature.

See the sky, the earth, and all living things.

The journey is the practice.

Confucianism has the saying of "traveling thousands of miles", Buddhism has the ascetic journey of measuring the universe, and Taoism has the test of "experience in the world".

Even the lineage of demon cultivators pays attention to detecting the thieves of the seven emotions and six desires among all living beings.

All of this is for the purpose of practicing and settling the state of mind.

The so-called understanding of world affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing.

The path of spiritual practice lies between the world and the world.

Therefore, on the next road, Su Yi became interested, so he walked with his sword, relying on the wind to control the wind, and surveyed the beauty of the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth.

Occasionally, I would slow down and walk through cities with different styles.

Feeling happy, he stayed for a few days.

If you feel bored, you will travel thousands of miles away.

Along the way, Yuan Heng served him by his side, whether he was dining and sleeping in the mountains or in the old forests, or wandering around in prosperous places in the world, he followed him every step of the way, like a servant, taking on all the trivial matters.

With the two people's cultivation, although they occasionally encountered some disputes along the way, Yuan Heng could easily resolve them without Su Yi coming forward.

More than ten days have passed in a hurry.

The figures of the two masters and servants have already passed through seven or eight secular countries and crossed countless mountains and rivers.

this day.

In the Daliang Kingdom, in the distance of a mountain range called "Fuxian Ridge", there is a gurgling river.

On the bank of the river is a very remote mountain village.

It was night, the river was surging, and Fuxian Ridge in the distance looked like a giant, shrouded in the ink-like night.

"Master, look in the distance. The nearby villagers are setting up river lanterns by the river."

Yuan Heng pointed to the river in the distance.

There were many lights burning there, and the men, women, and children in the village all gathered there and put the river lanterns with candles and different shapes into the river.

At a glance, the lights and shadows were flowing down the river, which looked very eye-catching in the night.

"Is this a sacrifice to the souls of the dead?"

Su Yi asked.

Yuan Heng said: "Exactly, Master, today is the Ghost Festival on the fifteenth day of July, which is also known as the Ghost Festival in the world. It is said that on this day every year, the Yin Qi is at its strongest, and ghosts scattered in the world will wander around today."

"People in the secular world will put out river lanterns, burn paper money, and worship the souls of the dead on this day, in order to ensure peace and tranquility."

After listening, Su Yi suddenly realized that he naturally knew about the Ghost Festival.

In the eyes of secular people, this is the Ghost Festival.

In the eyes of practitioners, this is the day when the yin energy of heaven and earth is the heaviest among the 365 days in a year. The pure and turbid qi of heaven and earth alternate with each other, with the clear qi dormant and the turbid qi rising.

It's just that the yin energy is a little heavier, and there's nothing important to pay attention to.

"Go quickly, go quickly, everyone goes back to their homes. No matter who you are tonight, they are not allowed to go out again! Even if you hear any noise, you cannot open the door and go out, otherwise, you will be eaten by ghosts!"

Far away by the river, a skinny old man shouted at the top of his lungs.

Soon, the villagers dispersed.

The night was dark, starless and moonless, and in this remote mountainous place, one could even hear the roars of wild beasts from a distance.

Each villager carried a paper lantern and hurried back with his or her children.

Suddenly, two lanterns approached Su Yi.

As I got closer, I saw clearly that they were a boy of twelve or thirteen years old and a little girl of seven or eight years old.

The young man had a dark complexion and a lean body, with a hatchet stuck at his waist.

The little girl has a braided head and a sallow complexion.

They were obviously a brother and sister, wearing old coarse clothes covered with patches.

When they saw Su Yi and Yuan Heng standing in the grass, the brother and sister were obviously startled and took a few steps back.

The young man suddenly pulled out the hatchet and immediately protected his sister behind him, saying warily: "Are you humans or ghosts?"

"If we were ghosts, you would be dead by now."

Yuan Heng laughed and said, "Everyone in your village has gone home. Where are you two little guys going?"

The young man was alert and said, "Why are you asking these questions?"

The little girl poked her little head out from behind the boy, looked at Su Yi and Yuan Heng with her eyes, and said timidly: "Brother, they are not fierce at all, they are definitely not ghosts." The boy sneered: "You don't understand, sister, those ghosts are the kindest. Change, who looks like a good person, is actually the most vicious and vicious person."

Just as Yuan Heng was about to say something, Su Yi waved his hand and said, "Get out of the way and let them pass."

With that said, he first moved out of the way.

Yuan Heng was startled and retreated silently.

Seeing this, the young man hesitated for a moment, then took his sister's hand and hurried away from the side.

"Let's go, follow, and remember not to disturb them."

Su Yi walked towards the direction where the young man left.

Yuan Heng was a little confused. Did the master notice something?

He didn't ask, and followed Su Yi with his head down.

In the darkness of the night, the boy held a hatchet in one hand and took his sister with the other, walking away quickly.

Half an hour later.

The boy and his sister were standing in front of a tomb overgrown with weeds.

The young man quickly chopped the weeds with a hatchet and repaired the lonely grave. Then he took out incense candles, paper money and a plate of sugar cakes from the bag at his waist.

The young man lit the incense candle and offered the sugar cakes in front of the tomb. Then he knelt on his knees and said:

"Mom, my sister and I are here to see you."

As he spoke, he pulled the little girl next to him and said, "Sister, kowtow to your mother quickly."

Just as the little girl was about to kneel down, her eyes suddenly widened and she screamed in horror: "Brother, ghost——!"

The young man stood up suddenly and saw a faint green will-o'-the-wisp flickering in the darkness in the distance, and a touch of fluttering white clothes flickering in and out.

"Walk!"

The boy was so frightened that cold sweat broke out down his back. He immediately grabbed his sister's hand, turned around and ran away.

But still halfway, the young man stopped suddenly.

Not far away, a group of creeping shadows grew like vines, with a ghostly aura, bringing up billowing black smoke and rushing toward the boy and the little girl.

The young man's face changed drastically, he hugged his sister suddenly, turned around and ran away in the other direction.

But soon, a wave of white clothes appeared in this direction, blocking the way.

This time, the young man could see clearly that the white-clothed girl was a female ghost with disheveled hair, a pair of green will-o'-the-wisps in the eye sockets, and her face was pale and transparent.

Uh-huh!

The female ghost in white came to attack them with incredible speed.

The boy and the little girl had no time to dodge.

At this critical moment, the young man gritted his teeth, stood in front of his sister, and shouted: "Sister, go quickly! Hurry!"

As he spoke, he clenched the hatchet with both hands and slashed forward.

Click!

The hatchet exploded into pieces, and the young man's figure was suddenly thrown away.

The female ghost in white didn't even look at the boy, and rushed straight towards the little girl. A greedy and evil luster filled her green eyes.

"Brother - save me -"

The little girl fell to the ground, her body curled up, and she screamed in terror.

The young man's eyes were about to burst and his heart was like a knife. Since his parents passed away, his sister was his only relative. Seeing this scene, his eyes were red with hatred and he was furious.

But he was too late to save him.

Seeing the little girl being attacked by the female ghost in white, she suddenly let out a cold snort:

"A little devil dares to hurt people and is looking for death!"

The sound was like thunder from the sky, full of great power.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of golden light suddenly appeared, cutting through the dark night, and it was extremely dazzling.

boom!

The female ghost in white had no time to dodge, and her figure suddenly exploded like paper, turning into bursts of blue smoke and disappearing.

Both the boy and the little girl were stunned.

The gorgeous golden light was still there, and in their field of vision, a figure appeared in the field like a god descending from heaven.