Mourning Hall.

A bronze coffin is displayed horizontally, and the coffin is engraved with birds, beasts, insects, fish, sun, moon and stars and other vast and ancient patterns.

A beautiful and elegant girl dressed in plain white silk knelt in front of the coffin.

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

There are terrifying figures like gods and Buddhas in the heavens, and they are fighting fiercely in them.

Roaring.

The blood of the gods is pouring out.

There was silence in the mourning hall.

The girl kowtowed to the ground from beginning to end, her expression was neither sad nor joyful, and she was calm without a trace of waves.

"Oh, it turns out that I am like this after I 'die'......"

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

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

Before his death, he traveled to the heavens of Zhouxu, suppressed the starry sky with his sword, and dictated the world.

He once conquered the world and dominated an era.

It was also regarded as the only "master of ten thousand ways" in the Great Wilderness Kyushu throughout the ages.

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

And when the news of his death broke,

Everything has changed!

"Hahaha, Molten Green Hell, Refining Dao, from now on, Su Xuanjun's 'Melting Heaven Furnace' has returned to this seat!"

A loud laugh rang out in the secret world outside the mourning hall, exuding joy and joy.

Su Yi raised his eyes.

It was a golden-winged roc, its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky, and its color was like golden juice poured, diffusing a brilliant and incomparable light, and its majesty was so powerful that it collapsed a mountain and river.

In its pair of giant claws, it held a bright red furnace.

"This little finch has betrayed me......"

Su Yi sighed.

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 Tao under his seat.

Reciting its sincerity, he keeps it by his side to practice.

But now, it calls itself by its name and snatches its own furnace.

Get rid of a traitor!

"Su Xuanjun owes me 893 lives to the 'Feather Sword Court', and even stole the 'Ten Directions Sword Sutra', the supreme inheritance of our sect, today, we are here to collect debts, whoever dares to stop will be killed!"

Under the heavenly dome, in the rolling thunder, a red-robed Taoist roared loudly, and the killing intent was monstrous.

Su Yi was stunned.

Feather Sword Court, at the beginning, it was just a small sect that was not well known,

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

And it is precisely by relying on his Su Xuanjun's prestige and protection that the Feather Sword Court can rise step by step and become one of the six great avenues of this great wilderness in Kyushu, and it will be powerful in the world.

But now, the people from the Feather Sword Court are also here.

What owes 893 lives is pure nonsense.

Not to mention, the "Ten Directions Sword Sutra" was given to the ancestor of the Feather Sword Court by himself!

Obviously, after learning of his death, the Feather Sword Court casually made up a reason, and under the guise of collecting debts, took the opportunity to rob him.

"The human heart is not ancient, nothing more than that. ”

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

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

"Listen, Su Xuanjun is the 'Master of Ten Thousand Daos' that we respect together, and with us here today, we will never tolerate you taking advantage of the fire to rob and rob his relics!"

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

"Nonsense, that's a nice thing to say, isn't it also after learning of the death of Su Lao Thief, he came to snatch the treasure?"

"What a hypocrisy!"

Some people sneered and ridiculed each other.

"Look at your hands, the green vine fairy tree, the big Ruyi, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Lamp, and the Wanliu Purple Jade Bottle...... Which one is not the 'peerless Dao treasure' left by Su Xuanjun?"

"If you really have a heart, why don't you stuff those treasures into Su Xuanjun's coffin and bury them with him?"

...... Many of the terrifying figures sneered.

Heaven and earth are in turmoil, and the battle is fierce.

The figures participating in the war are all the top powers in the Great Wilderness Kyushu, fighting each other, and such scenes can be called terrifying.

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

These bastards were respectful and submissive during their lifetimes.

And after he "died", he was like this!

"Before life and after death, it is really different. ”

Su Yi retracted his gaze and looked at the girl kneeling in front of the bronze coffin in the mourning hall, her expression was soft, "Fortunately, this girl Qingtang has been ...... all along"

When Qingtang was thirteen years old, she followed him to practice, and it has been 18,900 years, and she has the title of "Qingtang Empress" in the land of Kyushu in the Great Wilderness.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qingtang is a high emperor, ruling all states, Weizhen Kyushu, even if he is a person in the same realm, he is in awe.

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

"Senior sister, you have been guarding the spirit of the master for seven days, and if you don't leave now, we are destined to not be able to hold on!"

Suddenly, a tall and majestic figure walked into the mourning hall, a white robe had long been torn and stained with blood, he had just experienced a bloody battle, and his whole body exuded a terrifying might.

Vima!

The head of Su Yi's nine closed disciples, known as the "Emperor of Vimo", followed Su Yi to practice for 39,000 years.

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

"Senior brother, before the death of the master, we had already let the nine heirs leave, why...... You're back again?"

Vimo frowned slightly, and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "How can I watch those traitors and enemies destroy everything left by the master? What's more, senior sister, you don't want to leave, how can I, as a senior brother, leave?"

Qingtang turned around, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Vimo like a blade, "It's already this time, senior brother still doesn't want to tell the truth?"

Vimo's pupils condensed slightly, "Senior sister, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?"

The corners of Qingtang's lips flashed with a hint of mockery, "Others don't know, but I know very well that Senior Brother, you have always been obsessed with Master's 'Nine Hell Sword'." ”

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

Qingtang did not deny it, Qingmei's fair cheeks were as calm as before, and said, "Senior brother, you are wrong, I stayed here not just for the Nine Prison Sword. ”

"What else?" asked Vima.

Qingtang looked outside the mourning hall, looking at the world where the gods and demons were fighting fiercely, and said without shock: "The ...... left by the master before his death"

"I want them all!"

Every word in the words was so casual and calm, and when it came to the end, Qingtang's slender and beautiful figure added a compelling majesty.

"All ......"

Vima was stunned at first, then couldn't help laughing, his face full of mockery, and said:

"I didn't expect that among our nine heirs, the one with the greatest appetite is you, the little junior sister! If the master is alive, seeing this scene, I am afraid that he will not be able to imagine that Qingtang, whom he loves and trusts the most, is so greedy!"

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

The people of the Golden-Winged Dapeng and the Feather Sword Court betrayed, and he didn't care.

Even if those great enemies came to the door, he didn't care.

But when he saw that Vimo, the heir who was most valued by him, and Qingtang, who was most loved by him, also had their own plans and plans.

He was silent.

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

Boom!

Suddenly, Qingtang made a sudden move, and in a sword, he actually hit Vimo hard.

"I didn't expect that you slut is hiding so deeply!"

When there was no room for it, Vima seized a glimmer of life and escaped from the mourning hall, his voice filled with anger and panic.

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.

Vima did not linger and fled as soon as possible.

Qingtang didn't chase, she stood alone in front of the bronze coffin in the mourning hall, her lips flashed with ridicule, and murmured:

"If Shizun knew that his eldest apprentice was the first person to collude with the Six Great Daomen, how sad would he be?"

"There is also the third senior brother Huo Yao, although he has not been involved, but when he was leaving, he stole the 'Xuanchu Shenjian', and this treasure alone is enough for him to be promoted to the 'Emperor Realm'......"

"It's a pity that the master has passed away and can no longer see all this. ”

Qingtang sighed softly.

And Su Yi's face became gloomy a little bit.

Only then did he know that the big apprentice he trusted the most had betrayed and lured the wolf into the house!

I also knew that Huo Yao, the third apprentice, had stolen the "Xuanchu Shenjian" that suppressed this secret world!

No wonder traitors and enemies can easily move into their own territory......

Thinking of this, Su Yi was angry and stunned.

At this time, Qingtang suddenly walked out of the mourning hall.

Her slender figure seemed to be independent in the world, and a pair of beautiful and indifferent eyes scanned the world and said coldly:

"From today onwards, it should be up to me Qingtang to dominate the wilderness!"

Swish!

A pale sword intent swept out of her body, swaying upward, covering the heavens and the earth, and the green sword intent light and rain shot out, like one blade after another, easily killing one terrifying figure after another.

Just for a moment—

Heaven and earth are picturesque, dyed with divine blood!

The remaining terrifying beings were all shocked, like falling into an ice cave, and they were all chilling.

"Surrender, or die. ”

In this terrifying bloody atmosphere, Qingtang opened his mouth indifferently, and the sound spread for nine days and ten places.

"I would like to honor the Empress!"

"I would like to honor the Empress!"

At this moment, shocked by the power of Qingtang, those heavens bowed their heads to the fullest!

"This girl ......"

Su Yi's pupils narrowed slightly, and his heart couldn't be calm, he didn't expect Qingtang's Taoism to reach such a level.

Originally, he should be relieved as a teacher.

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

At this moment, how could he not understand that the little apprentice he loved the most had something else hidden in the past years?

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

Her eyes looked back at the bronze coffin, bowed, and said in a calm voice:

"Master, apprentice Qingtang has kept your soul for seven days, and also helped you suppress those traitors and enemies, and has done his best to match the relationship between master and apprentice. ”

"From now on, it will be up to me to inherit all that you have left behind. ”

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

"The Nine Prison Sword, you can't just bury it like this, and when the disciples learn the mystery of this sword, they will return this sword. Master, don't blame me for disturbing your rest......"

Bang!

The bronze coffin lid is lifted.

It's just that at this moment, Qingtang, who has always been calm and calm, has rarely changed color.

"How could it be ......?"

Inside the bronze coffin, it was empty.

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

Su Yi, who had all this in his eyes, was boiling with anger in his pupils.

Even though he had been prepared for what was to come before he decided to reincarnate and reincarnate.

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

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

"When I return, may you bastards be alive and well......"

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

......

The Great Wilderness has lasted for 108,000 years, and Su Xuanjun, the "Xuanjun Sword Master" who respected the Great Wilderness Kyushu for an era, fell into the world, and Kyushu shook together.

Seven days later.

The disciple of the Xuanjun Sword Master, Empress Qingtang swept Liuhe, pacified the heavens of Shenzhou, and respected the world.

......

Five hundred years later.

Great Zhou Kingdom, Yunhe County, Guangling City.

In the evening, the sunset is like fire.

Outside the Songyun Sword Mansion.

Su Yi stood far away alone, waiting for her sister-in-law Wen Lingxue to get out of school.