Just like that back then, when I first saw it, the fairy spirit was fluttering, and the world was independent, just like an immortal above the nine heavens.

The purple rainbow fell, manifesting a slender and upright figure, like white hair and red face, with a handsome face.

Those eyes as warm as jade are like the spring and white snow in March and April, which is heart-warming and exciting.

"Master!"

Seeing Ziyin Zhenren again after many years, Xu Yi was full of emotion for a while. Thinking back then, Ziyin fell in love with herself at a glance, which made her embark on the road of cultivating immortals.

Ziyin Zhenren fell from the sky, although he was not good at smiling, but the emotion that flashed in his eyes also reflected his long-standing heart that had no waves and set off ripples again.

"Meet the Sword Elder." Lingduan's face showed a respectful look and arched his hand slightly.

Ziyin Zhenren waved his hand, not caring about this kind of red tape, but put his eyes on Xu Yi, looked up and down for a long time, and then said slowly:

"Willing to come back!"

"How can you be willing, one day as a teacher and a father for life, Xu Yi's roots are here." Xu Yi's face was sincere, and he didn't blush at all when he said things against his will.

Hearing this, Ziyin's complexion changed, he glanced at Xu Yi deeply again, praised secretly, and quietly raised his silver-white slanted sword eyebrows, and said:

"If you have disappeared for five years, let your cultivation enter the realm for the teacher examination school."

"What?" Xu Yi was slightly surprised.

Zi Yin didn't give Xu Yi time to react, he pinched the Taichu Sword Technique in his right hand, and the dark purple mana condensed from the center of his palm, turning into a long sword with transparent brilliance.

For a while, the incomparable sword intent belonging to the sword immortal pierced through the sky, and tens of thousands of sword intents surrounded Ziyin Zhenren, and the momentum was huge.

This is the first time Xu Yi has faced an opponent in the same system as himself, and he is also his own master.

A true peerless sword immortal!

Ziyin Zhenren was just standing there, but there was a kind of Ling Tian's sword aura that broke through the sky, and all the beasts within a radius of a hundred miles were shocked.

In the cultivation, people were even more surprised, the head of Tianyun City, Han Suzhen's cultivation, was also extraordinary, and he broke through the sky for the first time.

At this time, Ziyin's temperament as warm as jade was changed by the unparalleled sword intent, making Xu Yi feel as if he was not facing a person at this time, but a fairy sword that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Xu Yi didn't dare to slack off, and also used the Taichu Sword Technique, and the sword qi appeared in the sky.

Although this sword trick was passed down by Ziyin Zhenren, but today, when he used it, he already has his own charm, his own way and law.

A fairy sword transformed, Xu Yi used the sword technique, and the flying sword danced in the air, changing in a thousand ways, and the sword qi was intertwined in the sky.

Ziyin real person waved with one arm, his eyes were ethereal, and he was like an immortal, and his elegance was peerless.

The flying sword that turned from sword intent into substance in his chest gradually took shape, and quickly stabbed at Xu Yi with lightning.

Xu Yitong transformed into a sword, and a green flying sword stabbed out, breaking through the air, and the sharp sword qi seemed to cut the space.

The purple fairy sword and the green fairy sword slashed, emitting a crisp and deafening sword sound, and the two swords turned into a touch of Changhong to pierce the sky of Tianyun City.

"Bell!"

There was another louder sword roar, like the chirping of the Nine Heavens Immortal Phoenix.

At this time, the tips of the two fairy swords exchanged blows, competing with each other, and the tips of the swords emitted brilliance, one purple and one green stalemate.

With the two swords as the center, there are countless tens of millions of sword qi manifestations, as if two huge soldiers and horses of the hostile camp are dueling.

Ziyin has a chic temperament, and is very satisfied with Xu Yi's cultivation and methods.

An ancient flying sword appeared in his hand, and his eyes gradually became serious!

"Boy, good."

Ziyin Zhenren did not smile, and his face was like frost, revealing a good-looking smile.

Then he held the sword, and the man and the sword were one. In Xu Yi's eyes, there was really only one sword left in heaven and earth at this time.

The corners of Xu Yi's mouth showed a knowing smile, the sword qi around him was vigorous, the Taichu Sword Domain was stretched, and thousands of sword qi manifested, and it also turned into a peerless divine sword!

Xu Yi and Ziyin Zhenren fought a hundred moves, and the two of them did interpret what is a sword immortal, the mystery of a sword immortal!

Immortals of the same level, in the face of sword immortals, are as weak as chickens, devastating, and vulnerable.

Ziyin Zhenren aims to take the school exam, and he doesn't really want to divide the winner and loser. Moreover, he doesn't like fame and fortune, and his heart is like water, but after seeing Xu Yi's entry, he stopped at the point.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the two fell from the sky. Ziyin Zhenren was very satisfied with Xu Yi's entry, but he didn't like it, so he held his face and said:

"Yes, it really didn't insult the teacher!"

"Hehe, it's all taught by the master!"

Xu Yi slapped a sycophant quietly, when Ziyin Zhenren accepted him to get started, in fact, he only taught him how to enter the door of cultivating immortals, and after he got a glimpse of the door, he was released again.

However, Ziyin Zhenren treats him sincerely, which is why he still respects this master after so many years, even if his strength has surpassed.

"Xu Yi, for the teacher, you are as bright as jade, there is already immortal energy, the body and soul are one, and you have reached the realm of heaven and man.

I'm afraid that you will soon reach the realm of immortals, have you chosen a good path for yourself? Ziyin Zhenren asked.

"Although the apprentice has a way, I still want to ask the teacher to respect him."

Xu Yi replied, there are thousands of roads, but there is only one road suitable for himself. There is also part of the reason why he hasn't suddenly reached that level of realm for a long time.

"Okay, take care of the worldly things, and then enter my sword house." Ziyin Zhenren said.

As for the third junior disciple Ling Duan in the distance, he was already shocked when he heard the conversation between the master and apprentice.

How many years has it been? How old is Big Brother? Ziyin Zhenren actually said that the senior brother was about to feather and ascend and become a sword immortal.

Immortal is the goal of countless monks, and some cannot achieve it in their lifetime.

But Senior Brother has already encountered that realm, which means that a second Sword Immortal is about to appear in Tianyun City!

Xu Yi and Ziyin Zhenren walked down hundreds of stairs towards Tianyun City.

Although immortals can fly to the sky, sometimes being down-to-earth is also a rare insight.

"Master, why don't you see Senior Brother Ling Yue and Little Brother Tu Su?"

Xu Yi walked on the road and asked casually, it stands to reason that he and Ziyin Zhenren made such a big move, they should be able to sense it.

But when Ziyin Zhenren heard this, his face couldn't help but flash a trace of sorrow, and he said slowly:

"Ling Yue is not worried about being a teacher, but Tu Su is destined to die, but he can't stop it as a teacher. The child's fate is bitter enough, and now death is coming......"

"Death!"

Xu Yi heard that it was true that Baili Tu Su and Ouyang Shaogong in the original book ended up in the same battle, and their souls were scattered, which is really sad and regrettable.

"With the ability of the master, as long as you keep Senior Brother Tu Su by your side, can't you resolve the death of Senior Brother Tu Su." Xu Yi asked deliberately.

"If only it could be so simple, the child's personality is more stubborn than a cow!" Ziyin Zhenren sighed.

"Senior brother, it's really you!"

At this moment, a voice full of joy, crisp and vivid, like a lark singing, suddenly remembered in my ears.

Xu Yi looked up, and at the top of the smoky stone jade steps, a girl in a lilac dress was standing there.