Chapter 193: The Immortal of Karma Arrives

Within the territory of Daqian.

The only thing Zhou Yi was afraid of was the royal martial saints.

Martial arts does not cultivate the soul and ignores destiny. It is the purest fighting method.

The Martial Saints have even opened up a path to transcendence from the end of martial arts, and each one of them can be said to be astonishingly talented.

Only when Zhou Yi has accumulated 100,000 years of mana can he be 100% sure of suppressing the Martial Saint.

"My ancestor has indeed not shown up for many years. He used to take exams for the royal family every year..."

Li Le recalled: "In the past ten years, the ancestor has not left seclusion. It is said that he is practicing the secret method of royal martial arts."

"Your Highness, it's better to be careful. Sanwu Zhenren's swordsmanship is so great that even if Mr. Fan and I join forces, we may not be able to defeat him."

Zhou Yi heard this and was convinced that something was wrong with the Martial Saint of Daqian. Maybe he hasn't said he's dead yet, but he can't take action easily. He can only use his power to intimidate all parties.

Wu Yun's catastrophe is imminent, and the Martial Saint does not come out, which eliminates the biggest variable. .

Fan Wujiu nodded in agreement: "Zhenwu Sanwu has not sent back any news since his defeat in southern Xinjiang. There are even rumors that he is seriously injured and dying. Your Highness still needs to think carefully."

"Mr. Qin is right! I will go to see my father right now and ask my ancestor for a way to protect myself."

Li Le stood up and held up his hands and said: "It's all thanks to the protection of these two gentlemen when we go to southern Xinjiang to suppress the rebellion. I once asked the divine fortune teller Yiqing in Kyoto for advice. Luck and opportunity are in southern Xinjiang. If I can take advantage of the wind, I will definitely live up to my misfortune." !”

"Your Highness is serious."

Fan Wujiu smiled. If King Yan could inherit the throne, he would not be able to become the emperor's master.

Yunzhou's Confucianism and Taoism have not produced sages for thousands of years. Fan Wujiu hopes to get a glimpse of the way of sages with the help of Daqian's national destiny.

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Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Zhou Yi returns in the clouds.

Zhang Cheng spent the past two days contacting friends outside in exchange for various life-saving talismans and sealing tools to ensure that his trip to southern Xinjiang was safe. The southern border was originally a fire pit, but now it has become a volcano. At least three martial arts masters died in the battle of Feilong Ridge.

Chunfeng Tower is short of three and one is missing, so they can't make up the game, so they go home after their duty is over.

Mao Jiu squatted on the wall, his eyes alert, staring at the people outside the alley, looking at everyone who looked like a thief.

The green shade of the fairy peach trees in the courtyard turned into a huge canopy, blocking out the sky and the sun, without any breath coming out.

Wuyun was sitting cross-legged under the peach tree, with the Yang God hanging three feet above his head, already 30% integrated with Qingyun.

The fairy sound is faint, the divine light is shining, and Xia Ju may ascend at any time.

At this time, if there is a Taoist monk who observes and comprehends at close range, his Taoist magic power will be rapidly improved.

The clouds fell from the Book of Changes, and the sacred cow immediately escaped from the ground.

Moo!

"It's good if there are no thieves. In extraordinary times, whoever dares to spy privately will be sent directly to reincarnation!"

As Zhou Yi spoke, he sat cross-legged opposite Wu Yun, closed his eyes and sensed the energy of heaven and earth, and his understanding of the magical power of concealing the sun increased rapidly.

Wu Yun is about to ascend, and the Yang God interacts with the heaven and earth. The Tao and principles that are rarely glimpsed with all his efforts are now clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

suddenly.

drop! drop! drop!

Online prompt sound.

Zhou Yi looked happy and immediately took out the message paper.

Since the drastic changes in southern Xinjiang, Zhou Yi has been sending messages to Sanwu, asking how he was injured, but there has been no response.

Fortunately, Sanwu left the soul jade in Yunxiao Dao Palace and it was not broken, indicating that his life was not in danger for the time being.

I saw a piece of writing appearing on the spiritual paper: "Xu Ni is worthy of being at the pinnacle of martial arts. The old Taoist almost went to see the Taoist ancestor. In the past few days, he has been recovering from his injuries in Qingyun Taoist Palace. There is no serious problem!"

Zhou Yi replied: "Don't get better too quickly. The drastic changes in southern Xinjiang can be ignored."

Sanwu said: "The old Taoist minister has spread the news that he is seriously injured and dying, and he will no longer work hard with Jingtai. I haven't seen the real immortal in the past year, so I don't think I will blame him. When I return to the Taoist palace, I will definitely set up a sign day and night." worship."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but smile, and didn't know how the royal family treated Sanwu back then. If he was in danger, he would be the emperor's uncle, and if there was no danger, he would be the Taoist Supreme Prince.

The two chatted for a while, and Sanwu's clone returned to Luojing soon, and agreed to sit down and talk.

Zhou Yi suddenly asked: "General Gongsun was protected by Taoist friends, how could he die at the hands of Xu Fengxian?"

"This matter hasn't been reported to Luo Jing yet?"

Sanwu said: "The old Taoist was very close to General Gongsun at that time, and saw two figures surrounding him with his own eyes. One of them looked like a ghost and a god, and the other was a Qingqiu fox demon who called himself Hu Ling'er!"

"Hu Ling'er..."

Zhou Yi frowned and after a little calculation, he found out that Hu Ling'er's real name was Feng Ling'er.

Back then, I felt pity for Feng Ling'er and saw that she never forgot her life. I was very pleased and let her go to Qingqiu with Hu Jiuying.

Zhou Yi sent a message and asked: "With Hu Ling'er's level of strength, he can't hurt General Gongsun, right?"

Sanwu said: "That fox is just a big demon, but the flying sword in his hand is extraordinary. General Gongsun was not aware of it for a moment..."

"I see!"

Zhou Yi's words were both a reply to Sanwu and a statement to himself.

Qingqiu Fox Fairy wanted to use Hu Ling'er to cause karma with him and lure Zhou Yi to southern Xinjiang.

The true immortal attaches great importance to cause and effect. Since it has made an agreement with Feng Ling'er, if it kills the human general at this time, it will definitely go to the southern border to eradicate the evildoers.

Zhou Yi hurriedly ended the chat with San Wu, his lips moved slightly, and the voice directly passed into Wu Yun's ears.

"This time the Southern Xinjiang group may need you to make a move. Can you go to Southern Xinjiang to overcome the tribulation?"

Wu Yunyang Shen stopped practicing, bowed to Zhou Yi, and said: "I am in contact with the heaven and earth here. At this point, I can no longer change places, otherwise the world will hate it!"

"..."

Zhou Yi frowned. He had not survived the Immortal Tribulation and had never thought of this.

Wu Yunyang God is indeed in communion with heaven and earth, but how do you know that you can't change places to survive the tribulation?

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense. The Heavenly Dao is not Wu Yun's uncle. If the Immortal Tribulation is coming, it will be a joke to change the place and come again!

Zhou Yi said: "I have a reason to go to Nanjiang. Daoist friends, please delay the arrival of the Immortal Tribulation as much as possible."

"I am waiting here. The Immortal Master will return to Nanjiang."

Wu Yun Yangshen said, and restored the state of fusion with Qingyun.

Zhou Yi sensed the law and reason for a moment, soared into the air, and disappeared.

...

Shili Slope.

There is a tea stall at the intersection of the official road.

The stall owner is a middle-aged woman with a charming temperament. She reads while boiling tea in a big pot.

The waiters in their teens are busy greeting customers.

Many Jianghu men who drink tea, carrying swords and knives, have fierce faces. They swept the other customers of the tea stall, and scared a few timid ones away in a hurry.

"Boss, those are the three evil men of Ning County. They are highly skilled in martial arts and specialize in doing business without capital."

The escort whispered, "Why don't you get on the road quickly, or else the three evil men will want to kill you and lose your escort."

The escort leader shook his head slightly and said, "The three evil men dare not fight here, otherwise they will only become three ghosts!"

An old escort was surprised and asked, "According to what the escort leader said, there is another mystery here?"

"This store is built in this place with four accesses. It is not ordinary to be able to do business with heroes from all walks of life."

The escort leader whispered, "It is rumored that a ghost in the West Mountain fell in love with the beauty of the stall owner, and ended up destroying his meridians. The man's body was chopped up and fed to the dog."

The escorts were frightened and trembled, and they crossed their legs unnaturally.

The old escort said, "Did the ghosts in the West Mountain not take revenge?"

"How could it be? Even the ghost king took action, but since then, there has been no ghosts in the world."

The escort leader glanced at the lazy female stall owner and the seemingly ordinary clerk, and whispered, "It is rumored that the stall owner is an immortal master, and building a teahouse is just to hide from the world."

"Immortal master!"

One after another of dull exclamations, the escorts looked at the clerk again, and awe flashed in their eyes.

Li Zhi, who was reading a book, raised his mouth, and his consciousness enveloped the tea stall at any time. Listening to all kinds of flattery, he was in a good mood.

"Daoyou has found a good place, full of fireworks, suitable for training the state of mind."

Before the voice fell, Zhou Yi appeared in front of Li Zhi.

"Greetings, Immortal Master."

Li Zhi hurriedly saluted and said, "My life is coming to an end, so how can I be in a good mood? But I just happened to learn how to make tea, so I just opened a tea stall."

"No need to be polite."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and said, "I came to find you this time to ask for something."

Li Zhi waved his hand with a flash of spiritual light, and used the illusion of the Thousand Illusions Sect to separate himself from the tea stall.

"Just tell me, Immortal Master, I will definitely do my best!"

"These are the Purple and Green Swords, I will lend them to you temporarily..."

Zhou Yi thought about it, and the Purple and Green Swords fell into Li Zhi's hands, and the restrictions were fully opened, each of which was infused with 30,000 years of magic power.

A moment later, a figure soared into the sky and left on a cloud.

The escorts who heard the secret of the Immortal Master kept an eye on Li Zhi's direction at any time. When they saw the figure flying, they were all so excited that they couldn't speak.

If you find the Immortal Master, you will have a chance to be an Immortal!

...

A few days passed in a flash.

Zhenbei Army.

The battlefield.

Four hundred thousand soldiers stood in neat rows, silent and humiliating.

Li Le rode his dragon horse to inspect the place, nodded with satisfaction, and then read the imperial edict on the stage.

The content of the imperial edict was nothing more than encouraging the soldiers to recover the lost territory as soon as possible. Those who captured Xu Fengxian would be directly granted the title of marquis.

Li Le shouted.

"Let's go!"

Boom boom boom!

The marching drums spread all over the place, and the spiritual light flashed in the army formation, blessing the soldiers.

Body strengthening technique, divine speed technique, light body technique...

The marching speed suddenly increased, and it was no problem to travel a thousand miles a day. It would take more than 20 days to reach Wuzhou.

Wuzhou is adjacent to Zhenzhou and has become the front line of resistance against Xu Ni.

Fortunately, after Xu Fengxian became emperor, he planned to first settle the land and city gods in the territory and replace them with his own people. After ascending the throne and offering sacrifices to the gods, he was qualified to enthrone the gods.

At the end of the army, there were streams of light floating in the air, some riding on magic tools, some flying on clouds, they were the immortals who accompanied them.

On one of the clouds, three people were sitting cross-legged.

In front of Zhang Cheng, there were a pile of various talismans, magic tools, bottles and jars of elixirs, and even jade slips of exercises.

"This is a small teleportation order. You only need to input magic power to transfer thousands of miles. It's a pity that it can't be used during a battle!"

"Twelve Tianyin Thunder Pearls, each of which is as powerful as a second-grade one. When you see an invincible one, just scatter them all!"

"The Divine Wind Escape Method, merge the body into the wind, extremely fast and can transform into the wind, resist the bombardment of magic, practice quickly..."

After Zhang Cheng introduced them one by one, he pushed them all in front of Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi was not polite either. He waved his hand to put away the life-saving method and bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhang, maybe you and I won't be so unlucky."

"Be careful in everything!"

Zhang Cheng took out a palm-sized five-colored divine cow, cast with black iron, which was lifelike.

"This is the five-colored divine bull made by Lao Lu himself. If you encounter an irresistible guy, you can pretend to be a bull-riding immortal, maybe you can save your life!"

"Brother Zhang has thought it through."

Zhou Yi took the five-colored divine bull and carefully explored it with his magic power. Various talismans were engraved inside, and there was a trace of the breath of the demon king sealed.

After the magic power activated the five-colored divine bull, it immediately changed into the size of a real divine bull. At the same time, the breath of the demon king intensified, and the momentum was like a divine bull descending to the world.

"Brother Zhang, can you give us a few protective treasures too?"

Chen Ying was jealous. His strength should have led the army, and he followed in the clouds because of his relationship with the master of refining spirits.

"You just need to remember that when fighting, always hide your clumsiness and don't show off."

Zhang Cheng looked at Chen Ying's pitiful appearance, took out the creaky nest, and handed him three twisted hairs: "These three vellus hairs can save you three times, as long as Master Yangshen doesn't kill you!"

"Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

Chen Yingcai carefully collected the hair regardless of where it came from.

…

Half a month flies by.

Under the urging of King Yan one after another, traveling day and night, the elite of the imperial court arrived in Wuzhou.

At this time, there were rumblings all over Wuzhou and the city gates were closed tightly, fearing that Xu Ni would attack. With the strength of Wuzhou's soldiers, it was impossible to resist.

It wasn't until the imperial army arrived and faced off against the Dashun army from a distance that they relaxed.

In the Dashun Kingdom, the city god could exchange land and surrender, and the court could no longer get secret reports from the gods, so it could only continue to send experts to explore the opponent's details.

Xu Fengxian ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, completely breaking with Emperor Jingtai. He no longer had access to the movements of the imperial army and did not dare to head north rashly.

For several days, both sides tested each other and each suffered casualties.

At night.

Zhou Yi heard the sound of a cow roaring in his ears and woke up from his practice.

A dharma body was left in place, turned into a escaping light and left the military camp.

Moo!

The sacred bull had been waiting outside for a long time. When Zhou Yi rode on the bull's back, he flew southward on the five-colored smoke and clouds.

The Five Elements Escape was as fast as lightning, and the God Refining Expert from Dashun Kingdom who was in charge of guarding did not notice anyone crossing the defense line at all.

Zhou Yi rode the sacred bull and flew thousands of miles south, almost passing through Zhenzhou until he reached an unknown barren mountain.

Moo!

The sacred cow landed on the top of the barren mountain and barked at the bluestone hut.

"Come out, I'm here to settle the cause and effect!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, the door of the stone house slowly opened, and Hu Ling'er walked out.

"Sir, after seeing each other for several years, Ling'er misses her very much!"

"You swore back then that if you were an enemy of the human race, you would be punished by having your demon body torn apart by a car and your soul burned by fire!"

Zhou Yi said indifferently: "Should you execute it yourself, or should I take action?"

"Sir, Ling'er can't help himself in the Demon Kingdom..."

Before Hu Ling'er could finish speaking, she saw a purple sword light coming towards her face. Under the suppression of the mighty sword air seal, she couldn't even use the escape technique.

Purple Ying Fairy Sword!

"Jie Jie Jie! The majestic Sword Immortal actually bullies a junior, even this old man can't stand it!"

The void distorted and fluctuated, a green-faced fanged grimace appeared, and it opened its mouth to spit out surging black fire to block the sword energy.

"The poor Taoist is cleaning up the house, fellow Taoists, it's better not to meddle in other people's business!"

When Zhou Yi thought about it, purple and green ropes hung on the left and right, and his momentum rose into the sky.

"Don't be upset, Sword Immortal. This little fox has nothing to do with the old man. He just agreed to the old fox and invited the Sword Immortal to discuss Taoism here for ten days!"

The ghost-faced monster smiled and said: "In ten days, the Sword Immortal will clean up the house as he pleases, and I will not stop him!"

brush!

Two sword lights, one green and one purple, slashed at the ghost face.

"Evil devils and heretics, everyone will find them and kill them!"