The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The woman in black dress said calmly: "I never said I had to cooperate with Gu Cang Ning."

The Holy Son of Nifeng asked in confusion: "In that case, why did you invite Gu Cang Ning to deal with Wen Xinzhao together? And in exchange, you also planned to help Gu Cang Ning seize the magic fetus?"

There was a playful arc on the lips of the woman in the black skirt, and she said: "This is a secret. You only need to know that in my eyes, capturing Wen Xinzhao alive is much more important than that magic fetus. Of course, even if there is no ancient Cang Ning helps, and I won’t give up.”

"Capture alive?"

The Holy Son of Nirvana was thoughtful.

"Yes, we must capture him alive."

The woman in black skirt nodded.

Saint Son of Nirvana suppressed the doubts in his heart and said: "Then when do you plan to take action?"

"When the Lingqu Conference is over, when they set off to leave Lingqu City."

There was a trace of expectation in the blue eyes of the woman in black skirt, "In the past, Wen Xinzhao has been cultivating in Yuntian Temple, and there was almost no hope of capturing her alive. It is not easy to wait for such an excellent opportunity now, and we must not missed!"

Speaking of this, she looked at Holy Son of Nirvana and said, "How is your recovery from your injury?"

Mentioning this matter, Saint Son of Nirvana had a hint of gloom on his brows and said, "It won't affect the battle anymore. It's just a pity that my 'Silver Sky Spirit Pearl' was wasted on that Su Yi!"

The voice was full of hatred.

The woman in black skirt thought: "For you to suffer such a big loss, Su Yi's origin and background are destined to be of great importance. If there is a chance, I would not mind helping you kill this person, but the premise is that you must wait for me Capture Wen Xinzhao alive first."

Holy Son of Nirvana nodded: "Okay."

…

"Lan Zhang, can you find out who made that magic fetus?"

In a palace in Lingqu City, Gu Cangning sat casually in an armchair and asked casually.

"Reporting to my young master, the three major chambers of commerce are all keeping this matter secret. They only say that this magic fetus and that batch of ancient treasures all come from the same person."

Lan Zhan, a woman in a plain long skirt, said.

"This is strange. If it were other monks, if they could obtain such a batch of ancient treasures and demon fetuses, who would be willing to sell them?"

Gu Cangning's eyes flashed.

The blue wine-like eyes blinked, and he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Perhaps, that mysterious man knew that he was not lucky enough to enjoy such a treasure, so he did this."

"Stop talking nonsense to me!"

Gu Cang Ning glanced at Lan Zhan, "You send a message to my mother-in-law about the spiritual music conference the day after tomorrow. I hope she can also participate. After all, those ancient treasures are likely to come from 30,000 years ago. My mother-in-law may be able to see from them. Come up with some secrets."

"yes."

Lanzhang agreed.

…

Yongan shop.

A common pawn shop in Lingqu City.

The boss is a stooped, waning old man with the surname Wang, and acquaintances call him "Old Man Wang".

In front of the old counter, Old Man Wang was feeding a red-billed black bird.

"Mr. Wang."

Huo Yunsheng walked into the shop. This inner disciple of Yuntian Shrine looked at the inconspicuous old man with a look of awe.

"Why are you back?"

Old Man Wang's voice was hoarse and slow.

Huo Yunsheng said: "The situation has changed. The young man named Su Yi is far more powerful than we imagined..."

As he spoke, he told everything about Su Yi's defeat of Zhang Yuntao.

After hearing this, Old Man Wang's cloudy eyes narrowed into a thin line, and a strange color appeared on the tip of his eyebrows, and he said: "If you put it this way, this young man named Su Yi is not simple."

Huo Yunsheng took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Wang, I hope to hire an assassin more powerful than Eviscerate."

Mr. Wang said with a smile: "Do you think evisceration can't kill that Su Yi?"

Huo Yunsheng's eyes were solemn and he said: "No, I just want to be sure that I will kill with one strike and never have any future troubles!"

Old Man Wang was silent for a while and said: "Assassins at the Star Gathering level cannot be hired with just a few spiritual stones."

Huo Yunsheng immediately took out a black jade pendant, placed it on the counter, and said, "Is this enough for a deposit?"

The black jade pendant is only the size of a baby's palm, with four ancient inscriptions "Baqiao Huo" engraved on its surface.

Old Man Wang's cloudy eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle, and he said: "It turns out he is a direct descendant of the Huo family."

There are three top-level clans in Daxia, each of which is older and longer than the last. Their power is only slightly inferior to the four major cultivation forces.

Baqiao Huo family is one of them.

It is said that the roots of the Huo family can be traced back to 30,000 years ago!

"Okay, I can agree to this. If nothing else, the 'Boatman' will be very interested in this matter."

Old Man Wang said with a smile.

Boatman!

Huo Yunsheng's eyes lit up. This was a terrifying existence who had cultivated in the Star Gathering Realm and had assassinated the "Mu Daoren", a great monk in the Spiritual Transformation Realm!

He solemnly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you."

He turned to leave, and Old Man Wang suddenly asked: "I would like to ask, why does Mr. Huo insist on killing that Su Yi? Of course, Mr. Huo doesn't have to answer. The young man just feels that as Mr. Huo, he can't do it. Competing with a small character from Da Zhou."

Huo Yunsheng's expression flickered for a while, and then he said, "He wants to steal the woman I like!"

After that, he turned around and left.

Old man Wang was stunned and couldn't help but sigh, it's another love and hatred!

…

Early morning two days later.

The day when the spiritual music conference kicked off.

Early in the morning, in front of the gate of the "Jiuding Pavilion" located in the center of Lingqu City, there were already crowds of people coming and going.

Big figures from all the major cultivating forces in Tiannan Prefecture came in droves, riding in precious chariots, arriving in the air, or strolling hand in hand.

The atmosphere in the venue became more and more sensational, causing an unknown amount of uproar.

This spiritual music conference, because a batch of ancient treasures will be auctioned, has already spread throughout Tiannan Prefecture, attracting everyone's attention.

But those who are truly qualified to participate are all distinguished figures in the cultivation world of Tiannan Prefecture.

Not to mention those secular warriors, even those monks with ordinary backgrounds are not qualified to participate.

"The monks from Yuntian Shrine are here!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and two chariots were seen parked in front of Jiuding Pavilion.

Wen Xinzhao, Zhang Yuntao, Huo Yunsheng and others stepped off the first treasure chariot one after another. Su Yi, Yuan Heng, Ling Yunhe and others stepped off the second treasure chariot.

When a group of people gathered together, they immediately became the center of attention.

"How beautiful! Is that a fairy from the sky?"

When they saw Wen Xinzhao, who was dressed in a simple and elegant long dress and was as beautiful as an immortal, countless men present took a breath and their heartbeats quickened.

Even the young women present could not help but feel ashamed.

The beauty of Wen Xinzhao is transcendent and has a charm that can turn all living beings upside down. The slender and graceful figure makes people even dare not look directly at it.

"Fairy? That little sword demon is famous all over the world, a legend among the younger generation of Yuntian Palace!"

Some elders sighed, their expressions full of awe.

Perhaps it was because Wen Xinzhao attracted most of the attention present, but Zhang Yuntao, Huo Yunsheng and others were completely eclipsed.

As for Su Yi and others, it is naturally even less likely to cause much trouble.

"Huh? How come this guy is with Wen Xinzhao?"

In the crowd, the face of Saint Son of Nirvana, who was dressed in red robes, changed suddenly, and he recognized Su Yi at a glance.

"What's wrong?"

On one side, a charming and charming woman wearing a long black dress could not help but glance at Saint Son of Nirvana.

"It's Su Yi!"

The message from Saint Son of Nirvana was filled with hatred.

The woman in the black dress was startled, and when she followed the gaze of Saint Son of Nirvana, she saw a tall and slender young man in green robe.

"This guy named Su is handsome and has a good temperament. He looks calm and casual, but this kind of character is often extremely arrogant at heart."

The woman in black skirt said through the voice, "It's a coincidence this time, but you can't mess around. My goal today is to capture Wen Xinzhao alive."

Saint Son of Nirvana looked uncertain for a while, and finally nodded.

But at this moment, Saint Son of Nirvana's body suddenly stiffened slightly, and he saw Su Yi in the distance and turned to look over.

The moment their eyes met, Saint Son of Nirvana's heart became tense, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

However, Su Yi quickly retracted his gaze, as if seeing a stranger, his expression was so calm that there was no disturbance.

Then, he, Wen Xinzhao and others walked into the gate of Jiuding Pavilion.

It wasn't until he saw Su Yi disappear that Saint Son of Nirvana relaxed. Immediately, an indescribable shame and anger surged in his heart.

The moment he was stared at by Su Yi, he had an urge to turn around and dodge. This was undoubtedly too shameful.

"It seems that he has discovered you."

The woman in the black dress sighed quietly, "Forget it, this spiritual music conference is over. If there is a chance, just get rid of this person as well."

The words were spoken casually, as if deciding the fate of cats and dogs.

The Holy Son of Nirvana was refreshed, and he couldn't help but look forward to it, and he quickly followed.

Saint Son of Nirvana was startled and said, "How many backup plans have you prepared?"

"When you do it, you will know it at a glance."

The woman in black skirt smiled slightly and walked towards Jiuding Pavilion.

"Mother-in-law, have you seen that the young man in green robe following Wen Xinzhao is Su Yi. Back then on the Dachu Tianlan River, I had a sword duel with him, but in the end I was slightly inferior..."

Far away, in a tea shop, Gu Cangning showed a wry smile and shook his head.

On one side, an old woman with childish face and white hair, holding a green bamboo stick in her hand smiled kindly and said: "Young Master, if life and death are truly determined by your own methods, then Su Yi may not have much chance to come back."

"What my mother-in-law said is absolutely true. The three layers of sealing power in the young master's body have only been revealed once. If all of them are revealed, I'm afraid there won't be a single opponent among the Yuandao monks in the world."

The woman in plain skirt smiled and complimented.

"You talk a lot. If you talk about the seal on me again, be careful I pull out your tongue!"

Gu Cangning snorted coldly.

Then, he said to the old woman: "I have no enmity with that Su Yi. It would be best if we could not distinguish between life and death."

"Let's go, let's go too."

With that said, Gu Cangning stood up and headed towards the Jiuzhou Pavilion in the distance.

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