Beiyin Great Sage

The three-foot-long knife in Wu Sansi's hand had a blade as thin as a cicada's wing and as full as water. Just a glance at it gave people the illusion that he had been cut in half.

With a slight swing of the knife, even a young child can easily chop rocks.

With Zhou Yi's cultivation and strength, he has already entered the realm of having no sword in his hand but a sword in his heart. Ordinary iron can also be turned into a magical weapon.

The weapons in hand will hardly affect the strength.

But he also had to admit that if he held the three-foot-long sword in Wu Sansi's hand, the power of his sword skills would definitely increase by several percent.

This knife has no name.

It is a sword that Wu Tiantong collected many treasures during his lifetime and was crafted by countless famous craftsmen.

According to reports.

Wu Tiantong, who holds this sword, once fought against the innate master!

"Zheng!"

The long knife trembled slightly.

Wu Sansi's face was condensed. He was obviously just a seven-year-old child, but holding a long knife and walking on horseback, he already had the aura of a swordsman.

As the son of Wu Tiantong, he was taught by Wang Chonggu since he was a child, and his swordsmanship foundation is very solid.

But this time,

But I don’t know how to start.

The figure opposite is tall and burly, and as soon as he stands casually, he gives off a calm and heavy aura like a green pine or a mountain.

The wooden knife in the figure's hand is extremely crude.

But in Wu Sansi's eyes, the blade seemed to be on his neck. As long as he moved, his throat would be cut open.

The other party didn't take action, he just stood far away, with that Ling Ran sword intent, it almost made him unable to breathe.

Knife intention!

It sounds mysterious, but in fact it is the perfect control of the body, spirit and weapons in hand, reaching a certain level of natural appearance.

Just like calligraphy and painting.

When a certain skill reaches a certain level, it will give people a different feeling, and it will seem like a dead thing has come to life.

And to this extent.

No matter which profession you are in, you can be called a master!

"Ah……"

Zhou Yi drank lightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the suppression of the sword intention was released.

Chance!

Wu Sansi's eyes lit up, and his whole body was like a spring that was compressed to the extreme and suddenly exploded, and he and his sword rushed towards Zhou Yi.

Nine Meteorite Heaven-defying Sword!

This sword technique was acquired by Wu Tiantong together with the 'immortal inheritance'. Since it can be related to immortals, the sword technique is naturally extraordinary.

The knife comes out,

An all-killing murderous intent burst out.

This was not something Wu Sansi realized on his own, but the killing intent contained in the sword technique itself. If the moves were spiritual, it would be unbelievable.

Zhou Yi looked at the long sword and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Even though he had seen it several times and even touched it himself, he was still amazed by the sharpness of this knife.

Even if Chunyang Iron Clothes is perfect, he doesn't want to resist if necessary. He gently turns sideways and taps the side of the incoming blade with the wooden sword.

"Peng!"

A heavy voice sounded.

"drink!"

Wu Sansi shouted loudly, paused in his steps, turned and stretched out his body, the light of the sword was cold and sharp, and the wind of the sword swept 180 degrees with a chill.

When an ordinary person draws a sword, his wrist will definitely tremble slightly.

This is caused by the flow of blood and is unavoidable. Only top masters can suppress it, but Wu Sansi does not have this problem.

His whole body seemed to be carried by the sword technique, and the long sword drew a smooth arc in the air, but it just brushed past the soles of Zhou Yi's feet.

"Uh-huh!"

As soon as the long knife was unfolded, it suddenly shook strangely, and colorful knife shadows spread out.

This knife is actually a soft blade!

It was precisely because of this that a few months ago, Wang Chonggu was able to severely injure Madam Hua and Wei Zhong at a critical moment with the knife hidden in his body.

Almost made a comeback in one fell swoop.

Zhou Yi was in mid-air, his feet were weak, and when he saw this, his body folded, and he swung the wooden knife in his hand from his head down to his feet, and slashed straight to the surface of the knife.

"Peng!"

"Pumbaa!"

The sound of collisions was constant.

Wu Sansi felt his hand sink, and he had to use all his strength to swing the long sword. The sword became more and more urgent and faster.

In the blink of an eye.

Only the flash of sword light was seen in the field, and the figure was clearly hidden in it.

Zhou Yi held one hand behind his back and walked around with a wooden knife in his hand. His body was three feet away, as if he was dodging on the sharp tip of the knife.

Seems dangerous,

There was no change on his face.

Wu Sansi wielded his long sword and slashed, almost losing control of his speed, but was suppressed by his opponent to the limit that he could control.

This feeling of being on the verge of collapse is both torture and a test.

"Uh-huh!"

The sword suddenly shined brightly.

Wu Sansi shouted to the sky. The feeling of breaking the limit made him feel comfortable, and every capillary in his body seemed to be open.

Indescribable pleasure.

"Peng!"

The backs of the swords collided, accompanied by a long sword roar. Wu Sansi fell back continuously, sweating all over his body, but his face was full of excitement.

My sword skills have made another breakthrough!

"Uncle."

Looking at Zhou Yi, he looked grateful:

"Thank you, uncle."

"Um."

Zhou Yi nodded expressionlessly, flicked his finger, and a copper coin shot out with lightning, passed through the window sash, and hit the backyard wall.

"puff!"

The copper coins penetrated the wall, and Wei Yatou, who was about to climb up the wall and leave, froze.

"snort!"

She curled her lips and came to the front yard with an angry look on her face.

In the past few months, she had tried many times to get in touch with the outside world, but she was discovered every time, and sometimes she was beaten up.

Zhou Yi will not show mercy to her.

"Sister Wei!"

Wu Sansi looked excited when he saw her:

"I can already perform the sixth form of the Nine Damage Heaven Defying Sword, thanks to Uncle Zhou's guidance. You should ask for more advice when you have time."

"I don't have as many good things as you." Wei Yatou curled her lips with a look of reluctance:

"Without the exchange of techniques, how can others be so kind in giving advice?"

"Well……"

Wu San thought for a moment.

During this time, Zhou Yi and the three of them traveled thousands of miles to this place called Kangzhen, and got to know each other's temperaments somewhat.

Wu Sansi was young after all, and except for being a little more cautious and wary of others due to his life experience, he was just an ordinary child.

Playful, active, and curious.

Wei Yatou is different. Although she is not very old, she was born in a prison. She has seen too many dangers in the world and has a cunning mind.

Fortunately, he still has a pure heart and is not a bad person.

As for Zhou Yi...

In the eyes of the two of them, this was an ascetic monk who was unsmiling.

The strength is profound, but too boring.

In the past few months, apart from practicing, that is, practicing. I am not greedy for drinking, not interested in sex, and not interested in money. I am only interested in martial arts.

No wonder he is so impressive despite his young age!

His temper is not bad, but he doesn't like to speak very much. If he wants to get advice from others, he must give him the benefit of welcome.

"alright."

Zhou Yi spoke slowly:

"What two words are today's words?"

"Oh!" Wu Sanxi thought for a while and said:

"It's the word Daling!"

"Da Ling?" Zhou Yi said thoughtfully:

"Tongshengdaling..."

Then he asked:

"How many words are left in the longevity skill?"

"There's still something left..." Wu Sansi counted with his fingers, his face a little unsightly:

"Sixty-eight words left."

"Yeah." Zhou Yi nodded slowly:

"Two words a day, and there are still more than four days in a month. You'd better hope that an immortal will come during this period, otherwise Zhou will not accompany you."

He had an agreement with the other party to escort the two of them here to wait for the 'immortal'.

During this period.

Wu Sansi needs to teach him the real "immortal inheritance" longevity skill, two words a day, and leave after finishing the word.

certainly.

If the 'immortal' arrives early during this period, Wu Sansi will also need to inform him of all the remaining inheritance to complete the agreement.

As for Wei Yatou...

Wu Sansi agreed to take her to meet the gods to see if she could get a 'immortal fate'.

The other two are Wei Chong and Wang Chonggu.

Different from the two children, these two are old fritters who have been fighting in the world for decades, so Zhou Yi will naturally not take them with him.

As early as on the way here, I chose a place to leave them.

…………

time,

Pass slowly.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a month has passed.

The ‘immortal’ still didn’t come.

In fact, the end of longevity skill is no longer a method of practice, but an exposition of a certain concept. Whether you listen to it or not is of little use.

But Zhou Yi plans to persist until the end.

On the one hand, I want to be perfect, and on the other hand, I am also curious about what an 'immortal' looks like, and whether I can also try to see if I have any 'immortal fate'.

As for Wu Sansi’s rebellion…

He can still grasp a child's mind.

"Gululu..."

The kettle was steaming, and the lid was shaking.

Zhou Yi picked up the kettle and spoke slowly:

"It's only a few days. Why don't you tell me what the fairy tale you mentioned is all about?"

Wu Sansi sat across from him, his little face tense, showing anxiety from time to time, while Wei Yatou, who had given up all thoughts of contacting the outside world, was squatting aside.

"Xianyuan..."

After thinking for a while, Wu Sansi finally spoke. After several months of getting along, he was no longer wary of the two people around him.

Children aged seven or eight only have a few years of real memory.

months,

Enough to develop a certain amount of trust.

He spoke crisply:

"When my father was young, he met an immortal who was about to die."

"Dying soon?" Wei Yatou blinked:

"Can immortals die too?"

"I don't know." Wu Sansi shook his head:

"But that's what my father said in my memory. The Nine Meteor-defying Heaven Sword and the Immortality Skill were all obtained from that 'immortal'."

"later……"

His expression darkened, and he said slowly:

"My father passed away, and then I asked Uncle Wang to bring me here."

"So, have you been to this town before?" Zhou Yi nodded:

"Didn't you meet the immortal at that time?"

"No." Wu Sansi shook his head and said:

"But I met a man named Jieyingshi. He said that he was an outer disciple of some immortal sect and that I could join the immortal sect."

"But I have to wait two years. An immortal will come in two years. Then I can follow the immortal to cultivate immortality."

The process is simple, but there's something about it that doesn't quite make sense.

like:

Since he knew that Immortal Fate was here, why did Wu Tiantong still act recklessly, raise an army to rebel, and massacre the people in order to advance to Innate.

Another example:

Wang Chonggu also knew this place, why didn't he stay here all the time?

However, Wu Sansi was just a child. He was only five years old two years ago and his memory was not clear, let alone the reason.

Zhou Yi asked slowly:

"How can you be sure that the immortal is here?"

"this."

Wu Sansi shook a golden tassel on his waist and said:

"When this thing lights up, it means that the immortal is nearby. You can find the immortal by following its fingerprints."

"Well……"

Wei Yatou blinked, bent down and lifted up the tassel, and said numbly:

"Why do I feel like it's glowing now?"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhou Yi flashed and appeared in front of the two of them, staring thoughtfully at the golden tassels that were flashing back and forth at some unknown time.

"The Immortal is coming."

His voice was faint.

He was both curious and afraid of the legendary immortal. After all, according to rumors, the immortal could easily kill him.

"What are the remaining two sentences of Changsheng Gong?"

After a pause, he looked at Wu Sansi:

"Speak out and go see the Immortal together."

"Um."

At this time, Wu Sansi was already trembling with excitement, and he nodded heavily when he heard the words.

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dense forest.

A figure stood among them with a gloomy expression.

If Zhou Yi were here, he would definitely be surprised by the identity of the other party.

Thousands of miles away, less than ten miles away from Kang Town, the figure of Wen Shanjing, the leader of the Qingzhu Gang, unexpectedly appeared.

"call……"

The mountain wind blew, and a person appeared in front of Wen Shanjing silently.

"senior."

His expression changed, and he hurriedly knelt down on one knee:

"Senior Lin, the disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect have arrived and should have entered the town by now."

"Heavenly Corpse Sect?"

In the forest, a hoarse voice sounded:

"Old Monster Lin, didn't you say there were only monks from the Qixuan Sect? Why did the Heavenly Corpse Sect appear again?"

"what is the difference?"

Old Monster Lin spoke slowly:

"They are all just dying. If you have one more person, you will gain more. If I divide them equally, one magical weapon in each hand will be more than enough."

"Hey..." Another voice sounded from the shadows:

"That's easy to say!"

"Who knows what the cultivation level of this person is? If he is a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, we will die together."

"Besides, the Heavenly Corpse Sect is not a small sect. There are three Taoist monks in the sect. It would be a big deal to cause trouble to the Heavenly Corpse Sect."

"Trouble?" Old Monster Lin snorted:

"My daughter is an imperial concubine, my grandson is a prince, and the Lin family belongs to the Liang family. It is my Lin family who will be the first to suffer when this matter is revealed."

"Lin is not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

"As for the person's cultivation level, there is no need to worry about that. That person is just investigating the disappearance of a fellow disciple more than ten years ago. It is impossible for him to be a late-stage Qi-refining monk."

There was silence.

"Hehe..." The sinister laughter sounded again:

"Old Monster Lin, you are now one person below ten thousand people. You have a family, business, and children. What are you doing this for?"

"If it's done, you won't get much benefit."

"If this fails, the Lin family's legacy of more than a hundred years will be over!"

"What on earth do you think?"

"Not bad." The hoarse voice said:

"We are all wandering cultivators. Even if we die, no one will feel sorry for us. You have a family tied to you."

"Even if the Lin family doesn't mention it, if you kill the Qixuanmen monks this time, it will inevitably lead to a war between Song and Liang. Haven't you considered it?"

"Now I don't have to worry about Rao Er." Old Monster Lin lowered his eyebrows and said:

"Just remember to clean up after killing, and Lin will take care of the rest."

"That's good."

One person said:

"If nothing else, we can still trust your credibility, Mr. Lin, otherwise we would not agree to join forces with you to surround and kill cultivators."