The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

On the treasure ship.

The charming and charming woman in Hua Shang turned around and returned to the banquet.

I saw that the banquet was full of guests, including men, women, old and young. They were all monks from all the major forces in Dachu. They were all beings that the warriors in the world could only look up to.

And this woman in gorgeous clothes was sitting at the head table.

"Did Mrs. Miaohua just discover something?"

An old man with gray hair in a black robe asked with a smile.

Everyone else present also looked over.

Previously, Mrs. Miaohua suddenly stood up, went to the railing of the treasure ship, and looked at a awning boat appearing on the river in the distance. This scene had already attracted the attention of many people.

The charming woman in Hua Shang, known as Mrs. Miaohua, smiled and said, "It's interesting to say that there were two monks on the black-topped boat before, and one of them was a demon cultivator."

Demon cultivator!

Everyone present showed a hint of surprise.

The gray-haired old man in black robes said with twinkling eyes: "If this is true, the demon cultivator just now definitely cannot come from our Dachu territory."

Everyone nodded.

Three hundred years ago, thirteen cultivating forces in Dachu joined forces and issued the 'Demon Extermination Order', ordering all cultivators in the world to work together to exterminate the demon cultivators in the world. After nearly ten years of hard work, almost all demon cultivators in Dachu were wiped out. All the demon cultivators were killed.

As of now, all monsters in this world seem to be extinct.

At this time, a demon cultivator suddenly appeared on the Tianlan River openly, and he didn't know how to hide his aura. It was easy to know without thinking that this demon cultivator could not come from the territory of Dachu.

"As far as I know, Mrs. Miaohua hates demon cultivators the most. Since we just found her traces, why not keep that demon cultivator?"

A middle-aged man with a thin figure and a jade robe and a loose belt asked.

Mrs. Miaohua pursed her lips and smiled and said: "In the old Chu, demon cultivators were rampant and brought trouble to the world. There was a smoky atmosphere everywhere, so the demon extermination operation was launched three hundred years ago."

"As of now, the demon cultivators in Da Chu are on the verge of extinction. Even though I hate the demon cultivators, I will not kill them without any reason."

After a pause, she looked at a man in Taoist robes sitting on the seat not far away, and said with a smile: "What's more, there will be 'Fellow Taoist Ling' from Daqi here tonight. If we go to fight and kill, it will be... It’s a disgrace to the scenery.”

If Su Yi and Yuan Heng were here, they would definitely see that this man in Taoist robes is none other than Lingyun He!

Sitting next to Lingyunhe was the girl Qingya.

After all, Qingya couldn't hold back her curiosity and said, "Senior, why do you hate demon cultivators?"

Mrs. Miaohua smiled and said: "Little friend, you only need to remember one sentence. If you are not of my race, your heart will be different."

Qingya shook her head and said: "Everything in the world has spirits. Regardless of demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, or us human cultivators, they are all seekers on the road. There are only differences between right and wrong, good and evil, but no distinction between high and low."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the banquet became quite dull.

For the monks of Da Chu, killing demon cultivators is tantamount to eradicating disasters for all living beings in the world and doing justice for heaven.

Under such circumstances, Qingya's words were a bit harsh.

Mrs. Miaohua frowned slightly.

Ling Yunhe said with a smile: "This is my disciple's first time traveling down the mountain. I don't know much about the world. If I offend you, I hope you won't argue with me."

Mrs. Miaohua smiled sweetly and said, "This can't be said to be offensive."

Just as he said this, a sudden ringing sounded.

Mrs. Miaohua's beautiful eyes were slightly focused, and she took off a bunch of silver bells from her waist. Many obscure and weird totems were engraved on the bell's surface. The silver light flowed and trembled continuously.

Seeing this, Mrs. Miaohua glanced at everyone present and said: "Everyone, there seems to be a very powerful ghost appearing on the Tianlai River!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks present looked surprised.

It's strange. It was surprising to meet a demon cultivator tonight, but now there are still ghosts haunting us?

Mrs. Miaohua said: "This ghost can actually make my 'Silver Sky Bell' make strange noises. It is destined to be extraordinary. Will you come with me to have a look?"

Everyone agreed.

Immediately, Mrs. Miaohua stood up, waved her sleeves and robes, and the silver bells rose through the sky, and flew towards the distant night like a psychic.

Mrs. Miaohua and other monks followed Dunkong.

It was raining continuously at night, and a brilliant and dazzling light was seen rising up, illuminating the Tianlan River in the night, flying towards the distance like a divine rainbow.

Lingyunhe and Qingya are also among them.

"Master, do all the monks in this world like to kill monsters and ghosts?"

Qingya asked.

Ling Yunhe shook his head and said: "That's not the case. In the past, the monks in Dachu had a bloody feud with the demon cultivators and ghost cultivators. The two sides were in the same situation and could not coexist. Even now, for the Dachu cultivators, , killing the demons and ghosts is also a matter of course."

Qingya suddenly said: "That's it."

…

…

The night was dark, and billowing black clouds were gathering.

The top of a large mountain adjacent to the Tianlan River.

Su Yi put his hands on his back, looking at the gathering clouds of calamity in the sky, and said: "This is your calamity of transformation. After you survive it, you can condense into a spiritual body and become a true ghost cultivator. .”

Next to her, Qingwan was dressed in a blood-red dress, with picturesque and beautiful eyebrows floating out of thin air, and her eyebrows were filled with tension and anxiety.

After noticing the strange movement of the soul-nurturing gourd on the awning boat, Su Yi realized that Qingwan had something in her heart while she was practicing, and she sensed that a disaster was coming for her.

Su Yi immediately realized that it was time for Qingwan to transform and break through from the body of a demon spirit.

The upcoming catastrophe was the catastrophe of transformation for her to transform into a spiritual body and embark on the path of Yuandao cultivation.

So, Su Yi acted immediately and took Qingwan to the top of this mountain to prepare for the disaster.

"Master Immortal, Wan'er is not afraid of overcoming the tribulation. She is just worried that if she fails, she will...not be able to accompany you anymore."

Qingwan spoke timidly, her voice clear and soft.

"With me here, how could anything happen to you?"

Su Yi chuckled, "Just concentrate on overcoming the disaster. No matter what happens, you don't need to pay attention."

It's just a small disaster of transformation, and with Qingwan's background, it can be easily resolved.

It should be noted that the Qingwan spirit body is extremely pure and rare. Among ghosts, it can be said to have "peculiar roots and outstanding foundation".

In addition, what Qingwan cultivates is the [Ten Directions Shura Sutra], the supreme Taoist scripture of the ghost cultivation line. Over this period of time, with his careful guidance and teachings, there is no way he will be catastrophized by a transformation. fall down?

"Um!"

Qingwan nodded sharply.

The girl took a deep breath, and the tension and anxiety disappeared from her pretty, slightly baby-fat face, becoming calm and firm.

Su Yi quietly stepped away.

"Master, the disaster that Miss Qingwan has faced is more terrifying than what I encountered before."

Yuan Heng's brows were filled with solemnity.

Although this calamity has not yet truly formed, the aura of calamity that diffused between heaven and earth made him feel frightened.

"This calamity is indeed very unusual, but it is not too unnatural."

Su Yi said casually.

Compared with the taboo-like catastrophe he encountered when he first entered the Bigu Realm, the catastrophe against Qingwan before him could only be considered "fair".

Of course, in the eyes of the monks in Cangqing Continent, such a catastrophe is extremely rare.

In the sky, the clouds of calamity are getting thicker and heavier, oppressing people's hearts.

Suddenly, in the night sky in the distance, a brilliant and dazzling light appeared, rushing towards this direction. There were more than twenty people, a vast and powerful formation.

When I saw Qingwan preparing to survive the calamity on the top of the mountain from a distance, a burst of noisy voices rang out:

"What a terrifying aura of heavenly calamity. Could that ghost be an old ghost?"

"Interesting, this ghost is about to undergo the catastrophe of transformation!"

"When did such a powerful ghost hide near Tianlan River?"

"No matter what her origins are, evil obstacles like this must be destroyed and wiped out from the world!"

The sound was still echoing, and the group of monks had quickly approached, menacingly.

"Master, they are the monks on the treasure ship just now!"

From a distance, when he saw this scene, Yuan Heng's expression became solemn.

Su Yi hummed, his expression as calm as ever, turned to Qingwan and said, "Remember what I said, concentrate on overcoming the tribulation, and don't worry about other things."

Qingwan was originally shocked by this scene, but after hearing Su Yi's words, she felt as if she had found the most solid support in her heart, and her body and mind calmed down.

She whispered: "Master Immortal, I...if I succeed in transforming, can I also...call you my master?"

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, seeming a little shy and uneasy, but also with a trace of expectation.

"We are almost over the tribulation, what are we thinking about?"

Su Yi laughed dumbly, "When you successfully overcome the tribulation, you can call it whatever you want."

Qingwan immediately laughed, her pretty face glowing with a different look, and she nodded fiercely, "Yeah!"

Then, she turned around and looked up at the sky. There was an unparalleled and powerful aura circulating on her delicate and graceful figure, and her pair of deep and beautiful red phoenix eyes also became deep and bright.

The girl's eyebrows are picturesque, her skirt is fluttering, she looks like a fairy among ghosts, and her temperament is as cold as snow.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and the group of monks arrived one after another, standing in the void not far from the top of the mountain.

The leader was none other than Mrs. Miaohua, who was dressed in a gorgeous robe and looked as charming as fire.

When she saw Su Yi and Yuan Heng, Mrs. Miaohua, a top figure in the Great Chu Star-Gathering Realm, couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "Is it you?"

Almost at the same time, master and apprentice Ling Yunhe and Qingya, who were standing behind the crowd, also recognized Su Yi and Yuan Heng, and were both startled.

"Master, they..."

Qingya opened her mouth to say something, but Ling Yunhe calmly stopped her and said through a voice message, "Don't make any noise, let's take a look at the situation."

Qingya said nothing, blinked her big watery eyes, and curiously looked at Qingwan floating in the distance in the distance, a look of surprise could not help but appear on her expression.

Ah, what a beautiful ghost cultivator!

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ps: The fifth update will be a little late~