First Immortal of the Sword

"Yes... I'm sorry, I was too rash just now..."

Under the gazes of everyone, the girl in uniform made a bitter voice.

It was the first time that she bowed her head like this and apologized to someone like this. In addition to her complicated heart, she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Is this the price to pay for growth?

Seeing this, Uncle Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a hint of relief in his eyebrows.

He respectfully said to Su Yi: "Master Immortal, my young lady has been spoiled by the clan since she was a child. She has never experienced the ups and downs of the world. It is inevitable that she will be a bit reckless in her actions. Please forgive me!"

The other guards also hurriedly saluted, begging Su Yi to forgive.

Su Yi glanced at the girl in military uniform and said nothing. He turned around and came to the Six Jue Infernal Corpse to examine it carefully.

He wouldn't care about a little girl.

As he said before, killing Liujue Yin Corpse was the purpose of his trip, and as for saving these people, it was a matter of course.

He also disdains to let the other party be grateful.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Yong and the others were all relieved for a while, realizing that Su Yi would not care about the offense that Miss just now.

I don't know when the torrential rain has quietly stopped, the thick clouds in the sky have dispersed, and the originally dark night-like world has regained its light.

Vaguely visible, there is still a very faint Caixia emerging in the sky.

It was twilight in the evening.

The courtyard of the ruined temple is full of mess, but there are weeds bred from the soil, and the scene of life and death outlines a picture of desolation and wanton.

Uncle Yong and his party and the girl in uniform returned to the main hall to recover from their injuries.

Su Yi stood in the courtyard, looking at the folding fan he had just picked up from the ground.

The folding fan is cast from the spiritual material "Moban Spirit Iron", and the fan surface is woven from bloody silk, with some rough cloud patterns drawn on it, outlining the totem of the Eighteen Mountain Ghosts.

"This should be made by people from the Yin Shamen. The technique is rough and unsightly, and this kind of spiritual material is wasted in vain."

Su Yi has some regrets.

The folding fan has been seriously damaged and almost scrapped. Otherwise, if the spiritual material is removed, a good sword can be made.

He threw this thing away at will, and looked at the Liujue Yin corpse again.

In the end, nothing came of it.

He couldn't help frowning, this evil barrier awakened his wisdom, and he subdued the descendants of the yin shamen to serve, I am afraid that the six yin grass and the extreme sun flower have already been taken away, and it is not even ruled out that the part of the yin shackles has also fallen into his hands.

But now, there is no treasure in its remains.

"Could it be that this evil barrier still has a nest, and has already hidden all the treasures in it?"

When Su Yi thought about it, he took out the fire book and shook it gently, the flames poured to the ground, and the remains of the Liujue Yin corpse burned in an instant.

Thick black smoke rose into the air.

Until the remains were completely turned into ashes, Su Yi was about to turn around and return to the main hall when suddenly his eyes lit up.

On the ground where the ashes were piled up, there was a jade pendant, only the size of a child's palm, dark and mute.

Su Yi picked it up immediately, took a look at it, and couldn't help but have a smile on his brows.

This jade pendant has a delicate touch and is engraved with landscape textures. The color is as deep as ink, elegant and simple.

Most importantly, this is actually a storage treasure!

According to Su Yi's memory, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, treasures were extremely rare, even some martial arts masters did not have them.

It's not that these treasures are valuable, but they are too scarce.

Su Yi didn't expect that this Six Jue Infernal Corpse could have such a treasure.

After looking around for a while, Su Yi's palms exerted force, and he was wearing the ink-colored jade pendant.

With a light swipe on it, a layer of weak restraint attached to this treasure immediately disintegrated and dissipated.

Consciousness sensed it, and saw that the inner space was extremely narrow, only three feet square, barely able to accommodate a huge wooden box.

At this time, there are many items in this storage space, such as scattered jade bottles, spiritual medicines, spiritual stones, scrolls and so on.

Undoubtedly, Liujue Yin Corpse has hidden all the treasures in this jade pendant.

Like the six yin grass and the extreme sun flower that Su Yi came to Guimu Ling to look for this time.

However, I couldn't find that part of the Yin evil spirit vein, and I don't know if it was already refined by the Six Jue Yin Corpse, or it is still hidden on this Ghost Mother Ridge and has not been discovered.

Soon, Su Yi cleaned up the spoils.

Nine spirit medicines, five first-grade, two second-grade, and two third-grade.

It is worth mentioning that although Liuyin Grass and Jiyang Flower are third-grade elixir, they can also be of great benefit to the cultivation of furnace-raising realm masters, and their price is far more precious than ordinary third-grade elixir.

When the martial arts master Xiao Tianque came to Guimu Ridge, the purpose was to pick the six yin grass and temper his own way.

In addition to the elixir, there are fifty-five first-order spirit stones and more than ten bottles of various Yin-cold elixir. These are all items used by ghosts to temper their own strength. They are of little use to Su Yi, but they can give Qingwan practice.

Finally, there is a scroll, tanned from animal hides, so old that the pages are yellow and stale.

What is recorded on it is a secret cultivation method called "Nine Demons Mysterious Yin Gong".

The name looks intimidating, but when Su Yilue flipped through it, he couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment.

This is nothing more than a method of "corpse refining", which belongs to a branch of ghost cultivation.

At the end of the practice, at most, it can only be practiced to the point of "borrowing the corpse to condense the body and degenerate like a human", which is barely comparable to the Yuandao cultivator.

Compared with the "Shura Sutra of Ten Directions" he taught to Qingwan, it was more than 108,000 miles away.

Not worth the sun at all.

"Now with my cultivation level, just cultivating every day will consume one tier one spirit medicine. Even with the spirit medicine collected this time, it will only be enough for me to practice for half a month at most..."

"And if you want to cultivate 'bone refining' to the level of great perfection, half a month may not be enough."

"Next, we still have to continue to look for elixir..."

Su Yi secretly said in his heart, "However, with this ink jade pendant, it's a worthwhile trip this time."

He put away his thoughts and hung the jade pendant by his waist.

With the storage treasure, you don't have to carry a heavy luggage when you travel the world in the future.

This is what makes Su Yi the most satisfied.

In cultivation, he is confident that he can work harder and harder than anyone else.

But when he is not cultivating, he is an extremely lazy person, who can be done by others, and he is absolutely too lazy to stretch a finger.

The twilight is dark, and night is coming.

The bonfire was rekindled in the hall.

When Su Yi walked into the hall, Uncle Yong and the others quickly stood up to greet him.

"Xianshi Su, if it's getting late today, I'll prepare some beer wine to show my gratitude, and I'd like to invite you to take a seat."

Uncle Yong smiled and invited.

Seeing the bonfire, he had already prepared a lot of drinks and food, and gave up a spacious and bright place, obviously reserved for Su Yi.

"Then I'm welcome."

Su Yi was not so pretentious, he sat on the ground and stretched his waist comfortably.

Seeing that everyone was still standing, he casually ordered: "You all sit down, don't be cautious, I have never cared about this.

some details. "

Uncle Yong and the others laughed and took their seats one by one.

From the beginning to the end, the girls in uniform looked like they couldn't give up, with their heads lowered, their pretty faces pale and silent, as if they hadn't come out of the heavy blow before.

However, the proud and arrogant arrogance that he had before was gone.

Su Yi didn't care what she was thinking, she just ate and drank by herself.

Seeing Su Yi being so informal, Uncle Yong and the others gradually relaxed, and began to try to make a toast with Su Yi and chat.

Su Yi did not refuse, but hardly spoke much.

Even so, this kind of gentle attitude has made Uncle Yong and the others feel relieved.

They are really afraid that they will be remembered by the terrifying existence of this sword slashing the six absolute corpses. If so, it will definitely be a nightmare that no one can bear.

Guo Bing is also very happy.

Today's scenes opened his eyes, and he became more and more convinced that with Su Yi's methods, he could easily cure the sinister poison on his body.

During the conversation, Uncle Yong no longer concealed them, and introduced their identities one by one, intentionally or unintentionally, and even revealed the purpose of the trip.

Only then did Su Yi know that their group came from the Yuan clan, one of the four top forces in Yunhe County.

The girl in military uniform, named Yuan Luoxi, is the youngest daughter of Yuan Wutong, the head of the Yuan clan.

Uncle Yong's full name is Cheng Wuyong, an elder of the Yuan clan, and this time he acted as Yuan Luoxi's guard leader.

Those guards are all elites of the Yuan clan, possessing the martial arts power of the blood-moving realm to refine tendons and bones, and they are brave and good at fighting.

This time, the group of them came to Guimu Ridge for the purpose of searching for "six yin grass". Yuan Luoxi wanted to use this elixir as a birthday present for his father Yuan Wutong.

When he heard this, Su Yi couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said, "How did you know that there is Six Yin Grass in Guimu Mountain?"

Back then, he had heard Zi Jin, the master of Lingyao County, say that in the entire Yunhe County, very few people knew that there were six shade grasses in Guimu Mountain.

Yuan Luoxi, a girl in uniform who had been silent for a long time, spoke up and said, "It was a while ago that Grandpa Xiao came to my house as a guest and mentioned it inadvertently when talking with my father. I secretly remembered it in my heart at the time."

When she spoke, she still lowered her head and her tone was low.

"Xiao Tianque?" Su Yi asked.

Yuan Luoxi was stunned for a moment, and finally raised her head, Meimei said in a daze: "You... the immortal master also recognizes Grandpa Xiao?"

Even the name has changed.

This invisibly shows that her mentality when facing Su Yi has quietly undergone earth-shaking changes.

"I know it naturally. Not long ago, he brought his granddaughter to Guimu Ling, but he was injured by Liujue Yin Corpse. If he hadn't met me, he would have died long ago."

Su Yi said casually.

Cheng Wuyong and the guards were all shocked.

They all know how revered Xiao Tianque's identity is. When they go to the Yuan family as a guest, they are the distinguished guests who need the patriarch to personally come forward!

Yuan Luoxi seemed to think of something, and blurted out: "Isn't the immortal master the master that Grandpa Xiao said?"

The way she looked at Su Yi changed, with surprise, unbelievable, and suddenly, mixed with a little awe.

"If the person who saved his life was me, it would be me."

Su Yi was absent-minded.

He has come to understand that the news of Liuyin Grass came from Xiao Tianque, which is why Yuan Luoxi and the others acted this time.

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