Chapter 1

mourning hall.

A bronze coffin is laid out across it, and the coffin is engraved with vast and ancient patterns such as birds, beasts, insects, fish, sun, moon, and stars.

A beautiful and vulgar girl in plain white robes knelt in front of the coffin.

Outside the mourning hall, is a pure land-like secret world.

There are terrifying figures like gods and Buddhas, and they are fighting fiercely among them.

Roaring all day long.

God's blood is pouring.

It was quiet in the mourning hall.

The girl kowtowed to the ground from beginning to end, her expression neither sad nor happy, so calm that there was no trace of waves.

"Oh, it turns out that I was like this after 'death'..."

Su Yi laughed, but his eyes were full of coldness.

It was only when he occasionally looked at the girl that there was an imperceptible softness in his eyes.

Before his death, he once roamed the Zhouxu and all the heavens, pressing the starry sky with his sword, and arbitrarily determined the great world.

He has conquered the world and conquered an era.

It has also been regarded as the only "teacher of all ways" in the Great Wilderness Kyushu since ancient times.

In the eyes of the kendo giants in the Great Wilderness Kyushu, he is the unparalleled "Xuanjun Sword Master" on the road of kendo.

And when the news of his death came out,

Everything has changed!

"Hahaha, Rong Qingming, Lian Dao, since then, Su Xuanjun's 'melting furnace' has returned to his seat!"

A loud laughter sounded in the secret world outside the mourning hall, revealing joy and happiness.

Su Yi looked up.

It was a golden-winged Dapeng, with wings like clouds hanging from the sky, and the color was poured with golden sap.

In its pair of giant claws that tear the sky, it is holding a bright red cauldron.

"This little bird actually betrayed me..."

Su Yi sighed with emotion.

I still remember that 80,000 years ago, the golden-winged Dapeng prostrated outside the mountain gate, kowtowing for ten days and ten nights, just to serve and listen to the wonderful Taoism under his seat.

Reciting the sincerity of his heart, he will keep it by his side to practice.

But now it is calling its own name and robbing its own melting furnace.

Just like a traitor!

"Su Xuanjun owes me 'Yinghua Sword Court' eight hundred and ninety-three lives, and even stole my sect's supreme inheritance 'Ten Fang Sword Sutra'. Today, we are here to collect debts, and whoever dares to stop it will kill anyone!"

Under the sky, amidst the rolling thunder, a red-robed Taoist roared loudly, with monstrous killing intent.

Su Yi was stunned.

Ascension Sword Court was originally just a little-known sect,

His patriarch was only one of the thirty-six named disciples around him.

And it is precisely relying on his power and protection of Su Xuanjun that the Ascension Sword Court can rise step by step and become one of the six great gates of this wild Kyushu.

But now, the people from Feathering Sword Court have also come.

What owes eight hundred and ninety-three lives is pure nonsense.

Not to mention, the "Swords of the Ten Directions" was given to the master of Yuhua Sword Court by himself!

Obviously, after learning of his death, Yuhua Jianting made up a random reason, under the guise of debt collection, took the opportunity to rob.

"People's hearts are not ancient, but they are."

Su Yi couldn't help shaking his head, and his mood couldn't help but feel a little low.

In the years before his death, he had never treated those close to him badly.

"Wait, listen, Su Xuanjun is the 'Master of Ten Thousand Paths' that we respect together, and I'm here today, so I can't stand you and others looting and robbing their relics!"

In the rain of blood, a group of mighty figures shouted loudly.

"Bullshit, it sounds nice, isn't that the one who came to snatch the treasure after learning about the death of the old thief Su?"

"Fucking hypocrisy!"

Someone sneered and retorted.

"Look at your hands, the ivy fairy tree, Dazhi Ruyi, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Lantern, the Wanliu Purple Jade Bottle...Which one is not the 'peerless Taoist treasure' left by Su Xuanjun?"

"If you are really interested, why don't you put those treasures in Su Xuanjun's coffin and be buried with him?"

... Many terrifying figures sneered.

The world is in turmoil, and the battle is fierce.

Those figures who participated in the war are all the top powers in the Great Wilderness Kyushu.

Fighting each other to kill each other, those scenes can be called boundless horror.

In Su Yi's eyes, all this is ridiculous and funny!

These bastards were respectful and obedient when they were alive.

But after he "died", he actually looked like this!

"Before life and after death are really different."

Su Yi retracted his gaze and looked at the girl who was kneeling in front of the copper coffin in the mourning hall, her expression softened, "Fortunately, this girl Qingtang has always been there..."

When Qingtang was thirteen years old, she followed him to practice. It has been 18,900 years since then. In the land of the wild Kyushu, she has the title of "Queen Qingtang".

In the eyes of outsiders, Qingtang is a high-ranking emperor, who controls all countries and prestige in Kyushu.

But in front of Su Yi, she has always been a little girl-like character. In addition to practicing, she serves Su Yi's side, gentle and humble.

"Junior sister, you have been guarding the spirit of Master for seven days. If you don't leave now, we are destined to be unable to hold on!"

Suddenly, a tall and majestic figure walked into the mourning hall. His white shirt was already damaged and stained with blood. He had just experienced a bloody battle, exuding terrifying might.

Bhim!

The head of the nine closed disciples under the throne of Su Yi, named "Bima War Emperor", followed Su Yi's practice for 39,000 years.

Qingtang, who had been kneeling in front of the coffin, slowly got up, her voice was cold and indifferent, and said:

"Senior Brother, before the Master passed away, the nine successors of us had already left each of us. Why...you came back?"

Vima frowned slightly, and said sternly: "How could I just watch those traitors and enemies destroy everything that Master left? What's more, Junior Sister, you don't want to leave, and I'm here to keep the spirit, as a senior brother, and How can you leave?"

Qingtang turned around, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Bima as cold as a blade, "It's already here, senior brother still doesn't want to tell the truth?"

Bhima's pupils condensed slightly, "Junior sister, what do you mean?"

"what for?"

A sneer appeared on Qingtang's lips, "Others don't know, but I know very well, senior brother, you have always been obsessed with Master's 'Nine Prisons Sword'."

Bima's face changed slightly, and he was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, his eyes were cold, "Junior sister, do you dare to say that you are here to keep the spirit, not for this sword?"

Qingtang did not deny it, her beautiful and fair cheeks were as calm as before, and said, "Senior brother, you are wrong, I stay here, not just for the Nine Prisons Sword."

"What else?" Vima couldn't help asking.

Qingtang looked outside the mourning hall, looking at the world where the gods and demons were fiercely fighting, and said calmly: "Master left before his death..."

"I want it all!"

Every word in the words is so casual and calm, and when it comes to the end, Qing Tang's slender and beautiful figure adds a compelling majesty.

"It's all about..."

Bhim was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing, his face full of ridicule, and said:

"Unexpectedly, among our nine successors, the one with the greatest appetite is actually you, little junior sister! If Shizun was still alive, seeing this scene, he would never have imagined that Qingtang, whom he loves and trusts the most, is so greedy! "

In fact, Su Yi has been watching from the sidelines.

He didn't care about the betrayal of the Golden Winged Dapeng and Yuhua Jianting.

Even if those big enemies came to kill him, he didn't care.

But when he saw that the descendant whom he valued the most, Bimo, and the most beloved Qingtang, also had their own plans and plans.

He was silent.

It's just some treasures, but the two apprentices turned against each other, how sad!

Clang!

Suddenly, Qingtang made an abrupt shot, and in one stroke, Vima was severely injured.

"I didn't expect that you bitch hides so deeply!"

When it was too late, Bhim seized a chance to escape from the mourning hall, with anger and panic in his voice.

He didn't expect that his junior sister's Taoism was far more terrifying than he imagined.

Even Su Yi was taken aback, this girl had already broken through.

Bhim didn't stay, and fled immediately.

Qingtang did not chase, she stood alone in front of the copper coffin in the mourning hall, with a mocking look on her lips, and muttered:

"If Master knew that his eldest apprentice was the first to collude with the Sixth Daomen, how sad would he be?"

"There is also the third senior brother Huo Yao. Although he did not participate, he stole the 'Xuanchu Divine Mirror' when he was about to leave. This treasure alone is enough to promote him to the 'Imperial Realm'..."

"Unfortunately, the master has passed away, and I can't see all this again."

Qingtang sighed softly.

And Su Yi's face darkened a little.

Only then did he know that the eldest apprentice he trusted the most was actually betrayal and led the wolf into the room!

Only then did I know that Huo Yao, the three apprentices, stole the "Xuanchu Shenjian" that suppressed this secret world!

No wonder those traitors and enemies can easily invade their own territory...

Thinking of this, Su Yi was both angry and disappointed.

At this time, Qing Tang suddenly stepped out of the mourning hall.

Her graceful and slender figure is like being alone in the world, a pair of beautiful and indifferent eyes glanced at the world, and said coldly:

"From today onwards, I, Qingtang, will be the sole ruler of the Great Wilderness!"

Swish!

A blue sword intent flashed from her body, swaying up, covering the sky and the earth, the green sword intent light and rain blazing, like one after another blade of punishing the sky, killing one terrifying figure after another with ease.

Just for a moment—

The world is picturesque, dyed with blood!

The remaining terrifying existences are all horrified, like falling into an ice cave, with chills all over their bodies.

"Submit, or die."

In this terrifying and bloody atmosphere, Qingtang spoke indifferently, and the sound spread to nine days and ten places.

"I would like to honor the Queen!"

"I would like to honor the Queen!"

At this moment, shocked by Qingtang's power, all the great powers of the heavens bowed their heads!

"This girl..."

Su Yi's pupils narrowed slightly, and his heart couldn't be calm. He didn't expect that Qingtang's Taoism had reached such a level.

Originally, he should be pleased as a master.

But now, there is only an indescribable loneliness and desolation.

At this moment, how could he not understand that this little apprentice he loves the most has also been hidden in the past years?

Not long after, Qingtang turned around and walked into the mourning hall.

She looked back at the bronze coffin, bowed and saluted, and said in a calm voice:

"Master, your apprentice Qingtang guarded your spirit for seven days, and helped you suppress those traitors and enemies. You have exhausted the relationship between master and apprentice."

"From now on, I will inherit everything you have left."

When speaking, she stepped forward, raised her hand and pressed it on the bronze coffin, and said softly,

"The Nine Prisons Sword can't be buried with you like this. When the disciples reveal the mystery of this sword, they will return this sword. Master, don't blame me for disturbing your rest..."

boom!

The bronze coffin lid was lifted.

But at this moment, Qingtang, who had always been calm and calm, had a rare change in color.

"How could..."

Inside the bronze coffin, it was empty.

Not to mention the Nine Prison Sword, even the body of the master is gone!

Su Yi, who had a panoramic view of all this, was furious in his pupils.

Even though, before deciding to reincarnate and rebuild, he was well prepared for what was about to happen.

But at this time, it was still difficult to contain the anger in his heart.

But gradually, the anger in Su Yi's eyes subsided little by little, and in the end there was only endless indifference and coldness.

"When I come back, I hope you bastards are still alive..."

Su Yi's illusory figure that no one noticed, disappeared into nothingness and disappeared completely.

...

In the 108,000th year of the Great Wilderness, the "Xuanjun Sword Master" Su Xuanjun, who was the only one in the Great Wilderness and Kyushu, fell to the world, and the Kyushu was shaken.

seven days later.

The disciple of Sword Master Xuanjun, Queen Qingtang swept Liuhe, pacified the heavens of Shenzhou, and was called respected in the world.

...

Five hundred years later.

Great Zhou Kingdom, Yunhe County, Guangling City.

In the evening, the sunset glow is like fire.

Outside Songyun Sword Mansion.

Su Yi stood far away by himself, waiting for his sister-in-law Wen Lingxue to leave school.