The place where the Wanjian Immortal Sect is entrenched has the reputation of being the first paradise in Wenzhou.
In the early morning, a group of outer disciples on duty were stationed at the mountain gate, all of them with swords on their waists and looking very energetic.
Su Yi came from afar.
Shrinking down to an inch, in a few steps, you have arrived in front of the mountain gate.
Su Yi's figure was clearly in front of his eyes, but the outer disciples guarding the mountain gate were completely unaware of it.
Wow!
At the gate of the mountain, there is a pond surrounded by stone fences.
When Su Yi arrived, the water surface of the pond suddenly started churning, and the head of a huge ferocious beast like a hill popped out.
This ferocious beast has golden eyes, like a lantern, and has a single horn on its head.
A terrifying force also spread out.
The true spiritual beast - Haechi!
The mountain-protecting true spirit of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect.
Before the Immortal Fall era, he was guarding the mountain gate.
This beast has innate magical powers, which can see through illusions and see through all disguises and disguises. It is extremely miraculous.
When its head popped up, a pair of golden eyes looked at Su Yi in an instant.
"Shh!"
Su Yi raised a finger and put it between his lips.
The mythical beast Xie Zhi was stunned, as if his dignity had been challenged, and uncontrollable anger appeared in his golden eyes.
But the next moment, it suddenly froze.
Then Su Yi made a stroke with his palm, and a picture emerged——
In the picture, a man wearing a mysterious robe holds a baby-sized Haechi cub in his arms and slowly puts it into a pond.
After doing this, the man in black robe smiled and said: "Little one, just show Lao Xu the mountain gate. I will come back to see you again when I have the chance."
In the pond, the cubs of Haechi were playing happily. When they came back to their senses, the man in black robe had disappeared.
The scene in the picture stops abruptly here.
Seeing this scene, the Haechi with its huge head sticking out of the pond was dumbfounded, and its eyes gradually turned red.
Su Yi smiled and said through a message: "Little one, I'll come see you after I finish my work."
After that, he stepped into the gate of Qingxia Sacred Mountain.
Wow!
The pond rolled, and the Haechi shook his head, as if he wanted to say something excited, but finally held back.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate were all alarmed and looked at Xie Zhi one after another, their eyes filled with astonishment.
"Ancestor, could it be that you noticed something?"
A disciple spoke respectfully.
Haechi opened her mouth and spit out bubbles of water, closed her eyes proudly, and slowly sank her head into the pond, not even bothering to pay attention to the little guys.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate looked at each other in confusion.
From the beginning to the end, no one noticed that someone had walked into the mountain gate covered with numerous killing arrays as if strolling in a leisurely manner!
…
Entering the Qingxia Sacred Mountain, Su Yi revisited the same place as before and walked forward along a stone road winding around the mountain.
Qingxia Sacred Mountain has thirty-six peaks, which look like a piece of spurge rising from the sky.
The peaks are connected by white jade bridges.
The core of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect is located on the central main peak.
Su Yi strolled towards that direction.
Along the way, you will see steaming clouds and rosy clouds, flying springs and waterfalls. The scenery is picturesque everywhere, just like a pure land outside the world.
In the void, you can occasionally see sword cultivators whizzing by with their escaping lights. There are men and women. They are all immortal figures with extraordinary weapons.
On Su Yi's journey, he also met many descendants of the Wanjian Immortal Sect.
But no matter how much cultivation he had, he regarded Su Yi as air and didn't notice it at all.
Even if you are so close or passing by, you won’t notice it!
When passing by a dojo, Su Yi suddenly stamped his feet.
In the dojo, there were thousands of teenagers and girls, wearing robes only worn by outer disciples, listening to a bearded middle-aged man preaching.
"Sword cultivation, what you practice is the way of the sword, what you practice is your state of mind!"
"Before you become a true swordsman, you must first ask yourself why you want to embark on the path of swordsmanship!"
"This is called questioning your true heart! It seems simple, but you will understand later that this first step will determine how far you can go in the way of swordsmanship in the future!"
...The bearded middle-aged man had a stern look on his face, and his voice was like a golden sword and an iron horse, resounding in all directions.
The young girls and boys all listened with bated breath.
Su Yi smiled.
Indeed, if you want to become a true swordsman, you must first inquire into your true heart!
Seeing the boys and girls bathing in the morning light and listening to the teachings, Su Yi vaguely recalled the scene in each previous life when he first embarked on the path of sword cultivation.
After a while, he shook his head and was about to leave.
Suddenly, the bearded middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "My Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect was one of the four major sword sects in the immortal world long before the Immortal Fall era, and the founder of the sect was a master of swordsmanship who had set foot on the top of the immortal way!"
"In addition, our sect also has a sword monument that all sword cultivators in the world yearn for!"
"You must have heard that the sword tablet was left by Emperor Yongye, and the thirteen supreme swordsmanship inheritances are engraved on it!"
When this was mentioned, all the boys and girls present showed expressions of longing and anticipation.
The "Sword Monument" of the Wanjian Immortal Sect is indeed famous all over the world. It is the highest kendo treasure house in the eyes of sword cultivators in the world!
Long before they joined the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, they had already heard their elders talk about it countless times!
It is precisely because of this sword monument that in the past countless years, people who are determined to embark on the path of swordsmanship will come from all over the world, in order to worship and practice in the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect and see the mystery of the sword monument.
!
A young man couldn't help but ask: "May I ask the elder Chuan Gong, when can we understand the mystery of that sword tablet?"
Everyone else also pricked up their ears.
The bearded middle-aged man smiled slightly.
He had expected this.
In the past long years, he has taught countless young people who have just joined the sect. As long as he talks about the sword monument left by Emperor Yongye, it will inevitably arouse countless exclamations and curiosity.
"The Tao should not be taught lightly. If you are not strong enough, you will not be able to understand the reason at all. When you are qualified to become the core disciples of the sect, you will naturally have the opportunity to understand the inheritance of the sword on the sword tablet!"
The bearded middle-aged man said with a hint of emotion on his eyebrows, "I have practiced in the sect for more than 8,900 years, and I have only practiced in front of that sword monument three times. Each time, my knowledge of the sword has improved by leaps and bounds.
Benefited a lot.”
There was an uproar in the field.
Su Yize had already quietly turned around and left.
He suddenly realized something.
Something may have happened to the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, but most people in the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect may still be kept in the dark.
They are destined not to know that they are the reincarnation of Emperor Yongye.
Similarly, probably only the old guys from the Wanjian Immortal Sect know the reason for the destruction of the Bigan Spirit Clan.
This can be seen from the words of the bearded middle-aged man when he talked about the sword monument.
In the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, most people have special feelings for that sword tablet, and they admire Emperor Yongye extremely!
If they had known that they were Wang Ye's reincarnation and that their sect had sent the Immortal King to hunt them down, how could they have dared to talk about these things openly?
"Fortunately, there may be something wrong with the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, but it is far from hopeless."
Su Yi secretly said.
He was finally in a better mood.
If the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect was completely rotten, he might really go on a killing spree today.
While thinking about it like this, Su Yi had already followed the winding mountain road, crossed a white jade bridge that passed through the sky, and arrived at the halfway point of the main central peak.
The first thing that catches the eye is a grand and ancient performance hall.
It is paved with gray-blue boulders and covers an area of tens of thousands of feet.
In the center of the dojo, stands a sword monument that is a thousand feet high!
The entire body of the sword stele is black, just like a divine sword standing in the sky. Under the morning light, it glows with a mysterious and illusory luster.
That is the sword monument that has been longed for by sword cultivators in the world throughout the ages!
It was built by Wang Ye himself at that time, and the thirteen supreme inheritance of swordsmanship was engraved on it. Since then, this sword stele has become one of the most precious treasures of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect!!
Su Yi put his hands on his back and squinted his eyes to look at the sword monument. Some scenes from his past life suddenly came to mind like a fleeting glance.
At that time, Wang Ye, Sword Master Jiutian, dominated the world, like the supreme master of the fairy world, eclipsing all his peers in the world!
At that time, the virtual world was still there, and the two of them drank happily and pointed out the country under the sword monument.
Unfortunately, time has passed and things have changed.
That past era has long since ended and withered, becoming a wave on the long river of history. Today's fairyland has long since changed, and things and people have changed.
"Who are you, and why do you come uninvited?"
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.
Under the sword monument in the distance, a skinny old man stood up, his eyes like sharp swords, looking at Su Yi from a distance.
Su Yi was not surprised when he was noticed as soon as he arrived.
He gathered his breath and concealed his whereabouts all the way, and had arrived at the core hinterland of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect. If no one noticed his whereabouts, the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect would be in trouble.
In fact, the power of the forbidden formation covered by the central main peak is completely different from when Su Yi came here, and it has obviously been rearranged.
Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible to sneak in without anyone noticing.
"Go and tell your leader that I am here just to ask for an explanation."
Su Yi walked into the dojo and said in a calm tone, "If he doesn't come to see me during the tea time, I will fight my way to the top of the mountain from here."
The skinny old man's face suddenly changed, as if he couldn't believe it.
He looked Su Yi up and down for a moment, took a deep breath, suppressed the surprise and murderous intention in his heart, and said, "May I ask your name?"
Su Yi took out the wine bottle, took a sip, and said, "Su Yi."
Two words: light and fluttering.
But when it fell into the ears of the skinny old man, it was like a thunderclap, making his whole body stiffen and chills running down his spine.
It turns out to be this guy!
He...he had sneaked into the core of their Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect without anyone noticing!!
What is he doing here?
Do you want to take revenge?
For a moment, the skinny old man's expression changed and he had many thoughts.
Su Yi glanced at this person and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately until I get the answer. Go ahead."
"Please wait a moment, your Excellency."
The skinny old man took a deep breath and jumped away.
Su Yi walked to the sword monument and stared at it quietly.
The morning light poured down, casting his lonely figure into a long shadow on the ground.