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Chapter Five Hundred and Twelfth Arrangements Appropriately

 Jiang Li's hatred for Tao Yunchi was deep in his bones.

When he was in Qinghuai Kingdom, it was the provocation from Tao Yunchi that triggered the conflict with Su Yi.

Today in the refining workshop, this person repeatedly provoked and fanned the flames, trying to use the power of Yu Shuya and Yu Wenshu to suppress Su Yi.

Until now, this guy actually plans to deal with Qiu Hengkong!

If it weren't for the fact that they were from the same sect, Jiang Li would have killed this idiot who was gossiping and gossiping with one sword.

At this time, Yu Wenshu was also a little dissatisfied and said coldly: "Junior Brother Tao, you have used the power of the sect to frequently target Junior Brother Qiu. Do you think Junior Brother Qiu is using the power of his old friend Su Yi to deal with you?"

Tao Yunchi's body stiffened, and he shivered. He looked frightened and said: "Senior Brother Yuwen, I..."

"You don't have to explain to me. Next time, I won't be the first to spare you!"

Yu Wenshu's tone was indifferent.

As a sword cultivator, he also hates Tao Yunchi and other villains who pretend to be powerful and cunning.

Tao Yunchi was so shocked that he lost his mind and looked pale.

He realized that by offending Jiang Li and Yu Wenshu, he might not be able to survive in the Tianshu Sword Sect in the future...

The rain is pouring heavily, and the autumn mood is as cold as a knife.

Just when Yu Wenshu, Jiang Li and the others were about to leave, a thin figure suddenly appeared in the rain curtain in the distance.

Wearing a Confucian robe, his face is white and beardless, he is about thirty or forty years old, his temples are frosty white, and his whole body exudes the aura of a strong man in the spirit transformation realm.

He walked in the rain, but his whole body was dry and clean, not contaminated by a trace of autumn rain.

"Father? Why...are you here?"

Jiang Li was shocked, and her beautiful phoenix eyes widened.

The man in Confucian robes is none other than Jiang Xiaosheng, the head of the Jiang clan, one of the three major clans in Great Xia. He is a being in the Spirit Transformation Realm who is considered a top giant in Jiuding City.

Yu Wenshu and others also showed respect.

As the head of the Jiang clan, Jiang Xiaosheng is equal to the headmaster of the Tianshu Sword Sect!

If Zhou Fengzhi and other elders of the Tianshu Sword Sect were still alive, they would have to take the initiative to come forward and pay tribute!

"If I don't come, things will not end well tonight."

Jiang Xiaosheng sighed softly, his expression a little complicated.

Jiang Li was surprised and asked: "What does father mean by this?"

Jiang Xiaosheng was silent for a moment and said: "You are lucky to have not offended Mr. Su tonight. Otherwise, you would have all been killed before. What happened tonight is destined not to have much impact on Mr. Su."

The autumn rain is bitterly cold, and the night is as cold as a knife.

But when Jiang Xiaosheng said these words, they were colder than the autumn rain and sharper than the night. They stung Jiang Li, Yu Wenshu and others, and their faces changed.

What does this... exactly mean?

Could it be said that Su Yi not only has unparalleled fighting power, but also has an unimaginable background?

Otherwise, with Jiang Xiaosheng’s status, why would he say these words?

"Father……"

Just as Jiang Li opened her mouth to ask something, Jiang Xiaosheng interrupted with a wave of his hand, "Don't publicize what happened tonight, not even a word!"

The voice was decisive and full of power.

Jiang Li's beautiful jade face changed, and she felt a chill that she had never experienced before.

Yu Wenshu and others were silent.

Jiang Xiaosheng has already said this. No matter how stupid they are, they realize that not only is Su Yi's strength enough to make them despair, but also his identity is not something they can offend!

just thought of

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Characters such as Tao Yunchi and Gu Tengying were so frightened that they truly felt fear.

Only Qiu Hengkong's face was filled with confusion.

Brother Su...does he have an unknown origin?

Otherwise, why would people like the leader of the Jiang family be so secretive when it comes to him?

"Father, Elder Zhou's death is destined to be hidden..."

Jiang Li spoke in a low voice.

Jiang Xiaosheng's eyes became more complicated and he said: "None of this has anything to do with us. Someone will solve this matter."



The autumn rain became stronger and stronger, pouring down like a waterfall.

"On September 15th, Su Yi entered the city. That night at Huanxisha, he killed Sikong Bao, the ancient evildoer of the Tianyan Demon Sect, and turned the old demon into a slayer. He then died."

"On the night of September 16th, on the Suyun Lake, Huo Tiandu, the great elder of the inner gate of Yuntian Shrine, was killed by Su Yi's sword."

"And tonight, on the bank of Jinlin Lake, Zhou Fengzhi, the newly promoted elder of Tianshu Sword Sect, was also killed by Su Yi's three swords."

"In just three days, three Spirit Transformation Realm figures died because of him. Looking at the past three hundred years of Daxia's cultivation world, no Spirit Transformation Realm figure has died as many as this one!"

On the top of Tianmang Mountain, in an attic, a middle-aged man in a cloth robe had his hands behind his back, a wry smile on his face, and a head as big as a bucket.

Weng Jiu had a weird look on his face and said in a complicated tone: "That's fine if that's the case, but it's really annoying that we have to take the initiative to wipe his butt every time."

The middle-aged man in Bupao sighed helplessly, rubbed the tip of his eyebrows, and said: "If you think about it carefully, Su Yi can't be blamed for these things."

Weng Jiu nodded and said: "If it were any other character, and they were targeted by such powerful forces as Tianni Demon Sect, Yuntian Temple, Tianshu Sword Sect, etc., they would have died countless times, and nothing would have happened at all.

Waves. But unfortunately, Su Yi is not an ordinary person. If you want to blame... you can only blame those big forces who are used to being arrogant. They thought they were dealing with a monk from a small and remote country, but in the end, they kicked the iron plate."

The middle-aged man in cloth robe waved his hand and said: "This is probably the case in troubled times. However, compared with helping Su Yi clean up the mess, repairing the Jiuding Suppressing Boundary Formation is the most important thing."

Weng Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

"By the way, is Jiang Xiaosheng dissatisfied with this?"

Asked by the middle-aged man in cloth robe.

Weng Jiu shook his head and said: "Clan Chief Jiang is a man of great wisdom. Since the Lord has stated that he wants to protect Su Yi, Chief Jiang naturally knows what to do. What's more, what happened in Jinlin Lake tonight, the Jiang family

But there is no loss at all, so Patriarch Jiang naturally cannot have other ideas."

The middle-aged man in Bupao pondered for a while and said: "Write a letter to the leader of the Tianshu Sword Sect and say that as long as they stop here, I can give the Tianshu Sword Sect a piece of 'Linghua Baoyuan' as compensation. If they

If you don’t agree, tell them clearly that I will take care of this matter to the end!”

The words were casual, but they conveyed a great power of disdain.

Weng Jiu was shocked in his heart and said: "My lord, the treasure source of soul transformation is so precious that it is enough for Tianshu Sword Sect to cultivate another soul transformation realm figure. Now just to help Su Yi clean up the mess...is it worth it?"

The middle-aged man in cloth robe chuckled: "It's just a source of spiritual transformation, how can it be compared with the repair of the Jiuding Zhenjie Formation? How can it be compared with the good relationship that Su Yi has forged?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Weng Jiu and said in a deep voice, "Old Jiu, you are a fan of the authorities. After living for so many years, have you ever seen a person like Su Yi who can't be measured by common sense?"

Weng Jiu shook his head.

"I haven't seen it either, and I haven't even heard of it."

The middle-aged man in cloth robe has subtle eyes and voice

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He became more and more profound, "A young man in the Yuan Mansion Realm not only has the heaven-defying combat power to kill the monks in the Spirit Transformation Realm, but also can repair the Jiuding Suppressing Formation. And today, in the Baocui Tower Refining Workshop, with his sword-making skills,

It makes unruly old guys like Yu Shuya bow their heads in admiration. Such a character... 30,000 years ago, would have been rare."

He looked at the night sky in the distance and said, "If that dazzling world comes, how dazzling will Su Yi show with his background and Taoism? Zeng Pu, the ancient evildoer, is right. In the future,

The world is a stage where the younger generation competes. Those old guys who are now at the top of the world are destined to be surpassed and even reduced to a foil in the future!"

Weng Jiu was shocked in his heart, and he vaguely understood why the middle-aged man in Bupao valued Su Yi so much.



late at night.

Qingyun courtyard.

It was raining heavily outside and the wind was biting.

In the attic room, red candles flickered and the atmosphere was warm.

"That's it."

Su Yi took his hands away from Yue Shichan's soft and delicate abdomen and let out a long breath.

Qingwan quickly covered Yue Shichan with a quilt.

Looking at Yue Shichan's pretty little face that looked particularly charming after being smeared with red clouds, Qingwan couldn't help but pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Sister, you are so beautiful when you are shy."

Yue Shichan was shy, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said, "If it were you... wouldn't you be shy?"

Qingwan snorted and didn't know what she was thinking of. Her fair face suddenly turned as red as a ripe apple, and even the base of her crystal ears turned red. She lowered her head and rubbed the hem of her skirt with both hands. She didn't know how to talk for a moment.

.

Her bewildered look made Yue Shichan stunned. It turns out that this charming and beautiful girl...can be so shy?

Su Yi sat there lazily, looking at the Yue Shi Chan and Qing Wan under the shadow of the lamp. She felt that although it was a chilly autumn night, her eyes were filled with the beautiful spring scenery.

Beautiful and delicious, nourishing the heart and refreshing the spleen.

Seeing that Su Yi had no intention of evading, Yue Shichan suppressed her shame and put her clothes on neatly under the quilt, then got up and walked out of the bed, planning to leave.

Su Yi took out a jade slip and handed it over, "This is an inheritance called 'Xiaoxingxu Sword Scripture', which is most suitable for your 'Xuanzhao Spirit Body' talent, combined with the cicada I made for you."

The Heart Sword, at the Nalantai Dharma Conference, is enough to remain invincible even against a character like Yu Wenshu."

Yue Shichan was stunned.

Only then did she realize that from the moment she forged the sword today, to gifting her with the sword inheritance, and even helping her choose Yu Wenshu as her opponent, Su Yi had arranged everything carefully and meticulously!

The girl's heart was ups and downs, and her cold eyes became soft and full of emotion.

Seeing that she was about to express her gratitude, Su Yi stopped her in advance and said, "Don't thank me. I'm not doing this to make you cry with gratitude. Again, I'm looking forward to my guidance. You can be here in the future."

On the continent, shine your own light."

Yue Shichan was stunned, bit her pink lips, nodded and said, "Yeah!"

The girl's starry eyes are like water, and her pretty little face is full of determination and tranquility.

Early the next morning.

It's just dawn.

Outside Jiuding City, a huge treasure ship with a length of a hundred feet, with flowing light, flew from the sky in the distance.

Bow position.

A handsome young man with purple hair, a gold crown and a jade robe raised his hand and pointed to the distance of Jiuding City and said:

"Go directly to Tianmang Mountain. I want to meet the emperor of Daxia!"


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