The fifth day of the fifth month of May, a day destined to go down in the history of the Cangqing Continent.

On this day, with the end of the battle in front of the Linglong Ghost Domain's Star Mountain, the news also flew to all parts of the world like wings.

It also set off an uproar, and the world was shaken.

Demon Huan clan.

When they learned the news, the strong people of the Huan clan who stayed in the clan were like being struck by lightning, like mourning.

"Heaven is dead, my Huan clan!"

An old man let out a scream of despair.

Originally, they had already organized a banquet early, prepared fine wine, and just waited for Huan Tiandu and the others to triumph, and then celebrated.

I never thought that what I was waiting for was a thunderbolt from the blue!

For a time, the whole clan was grief-stricken.

……

Pure Sky Zen Temple.

A dense screeching bell rang continuously.

With each sound, the monks' faces turned pale.

Until the bell rang twenty-one times, a dull atmosphere that was about to suffocate shrouded the Jingkong Temple.

Every monk was depressed and gloomy.

As soon as the bell rings, it means that one person from the sect has fallen.

Zhong Ming twenty-one times, which means that their sect went to the Linglong Ghost Domain to kill Su Yi's strong man this time, and the army has been wiped out!

……

Tianji Daomen.

"The 30,000-year-old Dark Ancient Forbidden, I can't help my Tianji Dao Gate, but now, ...... But he failed miserably at the hands of a teenager! ”

An old man lost his temper, looked like crazy, and cried and shouted, "It's over, it's completely over......"

……

Cult of the Burning Sun.

"Let's all disperse, take the treasures of the sect away, remember to act in the future, don't pretend to be the heir of the Burning Sun Sect again, otherwise, you will definitely provoke death."

An old man said with a blank expression, "From now on...... There is no Burning Sun Sect in this world......"

In the end, the corners of the old man's lips trembled, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

As an old man who has been through the wind and waves for a long time and is accustomed to the ups and downs of the world, he undoubtedly knows best that even if Su Yi doesn't make a move, in the next time, there are destined to be countless hungry wolves pounced on them, wanting to completely tear up and swallow their Burning Sun Sect.

……

With the news of the defeat came, these ancient forces with the foundation of winning the world fell into chaos and turmoil one by one.

The same scene also happened in the otherworldly forces such as Tianxing Sword Zhai, Heaven Dou Spirit Sect, and Star Transformation Demon Sect.

"With Su Yi in this green continent, there is no place for us to stand!"

"Let's go, if you don't go, those who smell blood and fall into the well are coming......"

"Success or failure turns empty, how sad!"

"What are you talking about a comeback, do you still think that we didn't lose badly enough, and not enough people died?"

After these three external forces fell into turmoil, they finally made the same choice.

Evacuate from the Azure Continent!

……

On the contrary, the three ancient forces of the Yin Demon Temple, the Yunyin Sword Mountain, and the Dongguo Clan, all felt extremely happy after learning such news.

Because they did not participate in the crusade against Su Yi for various reasons, they also avoided a catastrophe without danger!

"I watched him rise up a tall building, I watched him feast guests, I watched him ...... The building collapsed...... The world is impermanent! ”

The hall master of the Yin Hades Temple was even more emotional.

On this day, all the places where monks gather in the world are also in turmoil.

All that is discussed is the news of this most glorious battle in the world so far.

There is only one name that has been discussed the most.

Su Yi!

Some people call him Lord Su, some people call him Su Xian, some people praise his name, and some people are shocked by his prestige......

For the monks of the world, Su Yi is a legend!

A living mythical figure.

A kendo man who has never been defeated!

It's like a fairy coming up from the sky, how many times will I see him in the world.

……

Big Week.

It's late at night.

The magnificent palace is brightly lit.

A group of beautiful singers are dancing in a thin veil, their graceful skin looming in the shadow of the lamp, and the melodious sound of drums is joyful.

Zhou Zhili sat alone on the dragon chair, but he was lonely and lonely.

He is the emperor admired by the world, with great power and sitting on the four seas.

But only he knows best what it means to be "alone"!

"Newspaper—"

An old eunuch rushed into the hall like a gust of wind.

The cheerful drum music came to an abrupt end, and the dancing singers paused.

"What?"

Zhou Zhili frowned.

The old eunuch presented a secret letter that had just arrived from Great Xia.

After seeing it, Zhou Zhili couldn't help but be stunned.

After a long time, he slapped the dragon chair suddenly, and laughed excitedly, "From now on, this vast world should be respected by my brother Su!" ”

He stood up, full of spirit, and laughed profusely.

The old eunuch couldn't help but sigh, Your Majesty he ...... It's been a long time since I've been so happy.

"What are you doing in a daze, Lao Tzu is very excited, singing and dancing are not idle!"

Zhou Zhili said loudly, "Tonight, I want to have a good drink!" ”

Seeing this, the old eunuch hurriedly pulled his throat and urged: "Quick, continue to play music, and then dance——! ”

……

Late at night.

In a restaurant.

The lively discussion continued to sound, and the diners present were all talking about the battle between Su Yi and the seven major forces.

Shen Li sat alone in the corner.

Listening to those discussions, Shen Li's heart was also fluctuating.

"One person, one sword, destroy the seven major forces to join forces to suppress the world, this Su Yi ...... It's really a celestial immortal-like figure. ”

"However, such a legend is too far away from me after all."

Shen Li sighed lightly.

He is just a small character on the path of cultivation, and he has just shown his talents, and he can't imagine how terrifying an existence like Su Yi should have.

After silently drinking the wine in the glass, Shen Li got up and left.

No matter how powerful Su Yi is, it has nothing to do with a little person like him, and for him, his own cultivation is more important.

"It would be nice to be able to meet the senior who taught me the secret method again, so that I can ask him some more questions about my cultivation."

Walking on the street, Shen Li couldn't help but think of a tall figure in his mind, dressed in a green robe, indifferently dusty.

He still remembers that the senior once patted him on the shoulder and told himself, "On this path of cultivation where there is no distinction between good and evil, black and white, what you have to do is to recognize the reality and stick to your original heart." ”

It was also that senior who taught him the inheritance of the "Xuanfetus Demon Chapter".

Until now, Shen Li is grateful every time he thinks of this time.

"In the eyes of the world, that Su Yi is the heavenly immortal, but in my Shen Li's eyes, that senior is the real immortal."

Shen Li muttered to himself, "It's a pity, I just don't know who that senior's surname is......"

It wasn't until many years later that Shen Li, who had grown into a giant, knew that the senior he was grateful to was the immortal in the eyes of the world.

It's the legend of the sword that has been crushing the world for 30,000 years!

……

"Master, in front of you is Caoxi Village, Fuxian Ridge, where the Cao Ping brothers and sisters live, located at the west end of Caoxi Village."

"This village is not simple."

In the deep and empty night, two figures appeared outside Caoxi Village.

One is an old man in a dark robe, and the other is a heroic white-robed young man.

The old man's eyes flashed with a touch of brilliance, and the Caoxi Village in the middle of the night was shrouded in an invisible and peaceful atmosphere, as quiet as a paradise.

"What the master said is that since last year, this remote secular village has changed, no matter which villager, they are all blessed and prosperous, and even this small village has never been attacked by fierce beasts."

The white-robed young man said, "Especially the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping and Cao An, like the auspicious rui in the village, they will always encounter some strange and strange good things, so that now, the secular people in a radius of a hundred miles call the two of them lucky stars." ”

The old man nodded and said, "This is the fortune, let's go to the residence of the brother and sister." ”

As he spoke, he had walked into Caoxi Village.

It was late at night, and the people in the village were resting, and only a few houses still had oil lamps on.

"Awesome! The leylines and mountains of this side of heaven and earth have changed, and what is gathered is not the aura of heaven and earth, but the ethereal auspicious aura of the avenue. ”

Walking into the village, the old man keenly felt a different feeling.

It seems to be an ordinary village, but because of an auspicious atmosphere, it has become like a blessed land.

This made the old man couldn't help but be moved, what kind of existence should have changed the feng shui of this small village, attracting the power of auspiciousness from all directions?

"Master, in front of you is the place where the brother and sister live."

The white-robed young man pointed into the distance.

It was a simple courtyard with three grass huts, a cowshed, vegetable beds and chicken coops.

Such a place to live is a poor home at first glance.

But when the old man saw this courtyard, he quietly paused, his eyes were slightly condensed, and a touch of surprise appeared inexorably between his eyebrows.

The auspicious atmosphere of this place is just like a dragon hidden in the abyss, not to mention ordinary people, even monks on the avenue, it is difficult to perceive.

"Master, I heard that from last year to now, there have been many cultivators who have come to visit, but without exception, they have all quietly retreated, and no one dares to disturb the tranquility of this village."

The white-robed young man sighed in amazement, "Especially during the period when the great world is coming, there are many ferocious demons and ghosts on the Fuxian Ridge, but no one has ever dared to come to this village to spread wild, it is simply incredible." ”

The old man said, "Isn't it strange, it's not strange at all. ”

He looked at the lintel of the house in the middle of the courtyard, where there was a red piece of paper with four words written on it:

Peace is a blessing.

Four words that are commonly seen.

But the handwriting is clumsy and vigorous, making people feel quiet at a glance, and the more they look at it, the more comfortable they are.

In the eyes of the old man, these four words have a majestic and immeasurable momentum, full of a majestic and peaceful mysterious charm!

His mood couldn't help but tremble inexplicably, and in a trance, it seemed that he was not facing a word, but a vast world!

For a while, the old man's expression changed, his eyes were frozen there, and his hands and feet were trembling slightly.