That year, Su Qingming set a fire in the palace, took advantage of the chaos to leave the capital of Chu, and came to Shoushan.

Other questioners may also need to find out where the legendary bronze tripod is through legends or some clues, and he has the help of the blue bird, so naturally he doesn't need it.

Here, he saw the bronze tripod, but not the oracle.

The time has not come, this is just an ordinary bronze tripod, no matter what is done to it, there is no reaction.

After Su Qingming confirmed it, he didn't pay attention to it anymore, but he didn't leave either, so he stayed here.

According to the blue bird, this should be a forbidden place, so the blue bird can't find any trace of him, and it has a good explanation for the outside world.

He lived here for many years, lying down for many years, to be exact.

He cut some bamboo to make a bamboo chair, and on ordinary days, he would lie in the open space outside the temple, and when it rained, he would move into the temple, and of course he would not forget to leave the temple door open.

In spring, the mountains are verdant, in autumn, the mountains are full of red leaves, when the winter snow falls, they change into white clothes, and in the middle of summer, there are streams to clear the heart.

No matter the rain or snow, or the clear sky, whether he is lying on a bamboo chair or soaking his feet in the stream, he is practicing.

In this way, he spent decades here, just like in the end of the gods, very simple and even boring.

It's just that in recent years, people have come to the temple every once in a while and be killed by him.

The oracle still did not appear.

The tripod is still that tripod.

He understood something.

When Qin Huangkeng killed the scholars of Qi that year, he was watching Xianyang City from the cliffside.

With his realm strength at that time, it was a little difficult to kill Emperor Qin, but it was not completely impossible.

But he didn't go to Xianyang, even if the realm was stronger now, he still had no intention of leaving here, just quietly waiting for Emperor Qin to appear by himself.

Yesterday there was movement at the foot of Shoushan, and he knew that the time was up.

When Emperor Qin was bathing at the foot of the mountain, changing clothes, burning incense and purifying his heart, he was also doing similar things.

He went to the stream to take a bath, wiped off his long beard with his hands, and changed into a new dress.

As a natural cultivator, he was very indifferent to many things, but after all, he had lived in this world for decades, and when he was about to leave, he still showed a rare seriousness.

"You're really smart enough to hide in this place."

Qin Huang stared at his eyes, and his voice was very gloomy and angry: "But how could the divine envoy allow you to do this!" ”

"I said there were no oracles here." Su Qingming said, "I'm just waiting for you. ”

Emperor Qin's voice was even colder: "Waiting to kill me? ”

"It's more than that."

Su Qingming's hand grasped the hilt of the sword.

The sword was very short, and the scabbard was actually made of wood, so could it be that the sword body was made of the same material?

Emperor Qin's eyes shrank suddenly, and he shouted: "Escort!" ”

Before he could speak, his feet had hit the ground hard.

There was a snapping sound.

The slate shattered.

The huge force of the shock caused his body to bounce out of the temple.

It's like a wind sweeping leaves.

The Qin powerhouses outside the temple had already made preparations, some of them stopped in front of Emperor Qin, and the other part killed Su Qingming.

Countless powerful auras enveloped the peak, fierce and terrifying.

The burst of gravel and smoke suddenly froze in the air.

The gently swaying treetops were also still in the wind.

Those powerful breaths seemed to have turned into icicles and stood still in time.

Dozens of phantoms appeared at the top of the peak, looking as if they appeared at the same time, and there seemed to be some kind of order, but it was impossible to distinguish them.

Those phantoms are all Su Qingming.

After decades of penance, he is too powerful.

In the Qingtianjian Illusion Realm, the inquirer is in a state of divine soul, and the speed of the Returning to the Ruins Sword can reach an unimaginable level.

Static space and time returned to normal.

As soon as the mountain wind rose, the first sound sounded was countless extremely clear and incomparably dense sword slashing sounds.

Rub rub rub!

Those Qin powerhouses maintained a defensive or offensive posture, and many straight sword marks appeared in the air on their bodies.

In the next moment, those Qin State powerhouses turned into square pieces of flesh and scattered them on the ground.

Su Qingming stood in place, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, as if he had not moved, but in fact, countless swords had already been produced.

His sword was so fast that the blood didn't even have time to spurt out of the bodies of those Qin powerhouses, until it fell to the ground, and then splashed out.

Back then, in the Imperial Palace of Chu State, it took some effort for him to kill Chen Daxue and those generals and masters with his sword, but now it is so understated.

Emperor Qin's face was pale, and he wanted to leave in the air, but suddenly a blood line appeared on his left leg, which broke at the knee.

The precious soft armor that had saved his life failed to do anything this time, and it cracked directly.

Su Qingming's sword cut an extremely long bloody wound on his body, stretching diagonally from his shoulders to his waist.

Countless blood spurted out, turning into mist, spraying the white walls of the temple red.

There were also some blood beads on the bronze tripod.

Su Qingming's white clothes were better than snow, and he didn't get a drop.

Emperor Qin screamed and fell to the ground.

Su Qingming really drew his sword for the first time.

His movements were slow, and there was a clear grinding sound between the blade and the sheath.

This sword is actually made of wood.

The wooden sword is extremely light, like paper.

Only in this way can the speed of the Returning Ruins Sword be matched.

Su Qingming held the wooden sword and rested on the neck of Emperor Qin, and only needed a slight force to cut off his head.

Even if it's a wooden sword, it's still very cold when it's so close.

Emperor Qin didn't care about the pain that came from the broken leg, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Don't kill me." ”

Su Qing looked at him quietly, waiting for his next words.

"The reason why the divine envoy has not appeared is because you have not been able to become the co-master of the world, and you are not qualified to win the championship."

Emperor Qin's face turned pale and said, "Only I have this qualification. ”

Su Qingming said calmly: "Yes." ”

Emperor Qin had a resolute look in his eyes, and said: "Let me live, and when I get the immortal urn, I will feel it with you, and the immortal qi will also share half of you!" ”

The blood beads on the bronze tripod suddenly rolled, and then began to bubble up, as if they were boiling.

It didn't take long for the beads of blood to dry, leaving behind mottled marks that looked like some kind of strange character written in cinnabar.

Blood beads seeped into the tripod, and the lines on the surface of the bronze tripod flowed like water waves, giving birth to several green smokes, and a villain loomed in the green smoke.

The villain was about two feet tall, holding a pen and paper in his hand, and wearing the clothes of a historian.

"Oracle!"

Emperor Qin's pale face flushed with excitement, and he shouted, "See it!" I am the destiny of heaven, and only my blood can invite the gods! ”

Su Qingming ignored him, looked at the villain in the green smoke, and thought to himself that you finally appeared.

He was waiting for this to happen, otherwise he would have killed Emperor Qin with a sword.

Now that the oracle has appeared, what are you waiting for?

Qin Huang looked at Su Qingming's side face, felt the chill coming from the wooden sword around his neck, guessed his thoughts, and his face turned pale again.

"Even if you kill me, you still won't be able to get the approval of the oracle." A ruthless look appeared in Emperor Qin's eyes, and he said: "If you kill me, no one will get the immortal jar, you have finally hidden it to this day, do you want to take such a risk?" Let me go, and I'll give you one-third of the immortal energy! ”

Su Qingming still ignored him, just looked at the little man in the green smoke, which was the so-called divine envoy.

The oracle took a pen and wrote something on the paper, sensed his gaze, looked up and said, "Yes, he is not wrong. ”

Su Qingming said: "Reason. ”

"Only the co-master of the world can win the championship, you are just a deposed emperor, what qualifications do you have for me to recognize?

The divine envoy said expressionlessly: "You have been here for decades, and I have not come out to see you, you should have a number in your heart." ”

Su Qingming said, "I can kill him now." ”

The oracle said: "Even if you kill him, it is useless, and how many of those who succeeded in assassinating him in the history books have become the new emperors?" ”

Listening to this conversation, Emperor Qin's eyes became more and more confident, and he looked at Su Qingming and said, "If you don't agree to my conditions, I can only give you a quarter." ”

Su Qingming still ignored him, looked at the divine envoy and said, "You are just a dead thing, what qualifications do you have to judge the victory or defeat of the question." ”

"I am the rule of Qingtianjian, there is no life and death, my judgment is the final decision, you can only accept it."

The oracle flipped the paper in his hand over and said, "And I believe that no one will question my fairness, because everything is justified." ”

There were countless words written on the paper, which recorded the experiences and deeds of the questioners after entering the illusion.

Su Qingming didn't look at those things and that list, and quietly thought about certain things.

On the branches of the trees not far away, the bright eyes of the blue bird were full of blood and water, the bronze tripod of the old temple, and worries.

She once said to Su Qingming - she is a spirit, not a rule.

Su Qingming did not forget this sentence.

He knew that if he wanted to do that, he couldn't get her help, so he had to face it himself.

Face the rules.

"I know that you are definitely not satisfied with your low ranking, but you were born as an emperor, but you exiled yourself, and your political achievements, people's livelihood, and people's reputation are all a mess."

The oracle pointed to the record on the paper and commented, "Look at the things you have done, you can't accept it." ”

Su Qingming suddenly withdrew the wooden sword.

Emperor Qin's neck was light, thinking that he was ready to agree to his conditions, his eyes changed slightly.

He thought about how to fight for more benefits, but he didn't expect that what happened next was completely beyond his imagination.

Su Qingming walked to the bronze tripod with his sword in his hand, looked at the divine envoy and said, "It may make sense according to the standards of your Daomen, but I am a disciple of the Sword Sect. ”

The divine envoy said, "Since you have participated in the question, then the disciples of the Sword Sect should also ......."

Su Qingming didn't let him finish his words.

"I've been waiting for you in this mountain for decades, not to say this nonsense, but to wait for you to hand over the tripod to me."

Emperor Qin stood up with the temple gate, listening to Su Qingming's words, with an extremely ridiculous look on his face, thinking to himself, Do you know what you are doing?

The oracle looked at him quietly for a long time, and then suddenly said, "If I heard me correctly, you seem to be threatening me?" ”

Su Qingming said, "Yes." ”

The mountains appear in the sky, and the straight avenue can be clearly seen from a high point in the sky.

The cultivators watched Emperor Qin ascend the high stone steps and come to the small temple on the top of the mountain, where they saw the man dressed in white like an immortal.

There was a gasp of cold air outside Echo Valley, and people couldn't believe their eyes.

Su Qingming has been hiding in the Buzhou Mountain where the divine envoy lives!

No wonder even the Blue Sky Spirits couldn't find any trace of him, but the rules allowed him to do so?

What happened next was once again shocking.

The dozens of Qin powerhouses who followed Emperor Qin up the mountain were all cut apart, Emperor Qin was seriously injured, and Su Qingming's sword didn't seem to be pulled out.

There are many real cultivators outside the Echo Valley, and their eyesight is extraordinary, so they can naturally see that Su Qingming has already drawn a sword, but the speed is too fast, and his body technique is unpredictable. But they didn't know what kind of sword technique Su Qingming used, and they were amazed, thinking that the sword genius of the Sword Sect was so good even in the illusion realm.

Then the oracle appeared and took out the piece of paper.

That's decades asked.

From the first time the Taoists entered the illusion realm, during which the wind and rain were shaking, the white clouds and dogs, the blue sea and blue sky, until the Qin Emperor sealed the Zen, and was seriously injured by Su Qingming in the temple.

At the bottom of the piece of paper were twenty-six names, which were the twenty-six questioners who had entered the illusion, ranked according to the length of time they had stayed in the illusion and the achievements they had accomplished. At the top of the list are several familiar names, Shen Yunhai is fifth, Li Shu is fourth, Wang Mingren is third, Qin Da is second, and Shanyuan is naturally the first.

The cultivators outside the Echo Valley had a lot of discussions, especially feeling pity for Qin Da, if he hadn't suddenly given up his great foundation and resolutely went overseas, with the ability and scheming he showed in the illusion, he should be able to compete with Shanyuan.

Interestingly, the bottom of the list was not the first questioner to leave the illusion, but the scattered cultivator named Xu Sheng.

Thinking of the ugliness of the casual cultivator in the illusion and the bleak ending in the end, the cultivators were very ashamed.

The disciple of the Sword Sect, Mi Songshan, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is this person?" ”

Someone responded: "It seems that he has already left, he should be afraid that Qin Da will come out to get him." ”

Under the big tree, the girl from the Moon Occultation Sect listened to these discussions, looked at Jasmine, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really going to keep him locked up all the time?" ”

Jasmine said, "I don't understand what you're saying. ”

Things are done, but admitting them is absolutely unacceptable.

The penultimate on the list is the Kunlun disciple.

The names of Su Qingming and Zhuo Rusui appeared in the middle of the very inconspicuous section.

This surprised many people, and the disciples of the Sword Sect raised their eyebrows slightly.

In their minds, Senior Brother Shen killed the most questioners, and Su Shouzao was even better, why was he ranked here?

If it were placed in normal times, the Sword Sect would definitely not agree, but there were more important things waiting to be solved at this time.

The divine envoy made it very clear that only Shanyuan could get the immortal urn, so what should Su Qingming do, and really agree to Emperor Qin's conditions?

Countless eyes fell on the sky, staring at Su Qingming in the temple, guessing how he would choose.

When people thought that Su Qingming should agree to Emperor Qin's conditions, even Hu Yunjian and the Great Elder of the Shen Family, the two great figures of the Sword Sect, also held the same opinion.

If Shanyuan dies under Su Qingming's sword, there will be no winner in this Dao Conference, and Immortal Yuan will still stay in the Daomen, and there will be no loss for the Zhongzhou faction.

For the sake of the Sword Sect's interests, Su Qingming should also agree to him.

Shanyuan calculated this point correctly, so he was so tough.

An exclamation suddenly sounded again outside the Echo Valley, as they watched Su Qing walk up to the divine envoy with his sword in his hand, and then heard the conversation.

Shen Yunhai and Li Shu came to Qingtianjian, and Wang Mingren and the rest of the questioners also came here.

They looked at Su Qingming and Shanyuan who were sleeping with their eyes closed, waiting for the final result.

The glass bell suddenly let out an extremely crisp sound.

Su Qingming stood up!