Chapter 127 Master, help me!

"Why did you die, and where is Sora..."

"Back then, what happened after you stepped out of the world in your palm and came to the Eastern Region of Mountains and Seas?"

In the Library and Martial Arts Pavilion, Prince Xue was unconscious. Only Su Chen and Zhuo were left standing there. So, Su Chen asked the biggest question in his mind.

Those who step out of the world under their control are all outstanding people and heroes.

The Eastern Region is so big.

It doesn't make sense, everyone is unknown.

"The world in my palm...Tianmen...Eastern Region of Mountains and Seas...The battlefield of Fatian...The broken sword..."

Scenes emerge one after another.

His face was turbid and full of struggle, and his pair of scarlet blood eyes revealed incomparable pain.

especially.

When he heard the name Kong again, his pain reached its peak.

"You!"

"Why do you know everything!"

"what!"

"You are those people, right..."

Zhuo became crazy, his body in black mist was boiling like boiling water, his pair of scarlet eyes looked at Su Chen with burning murderous intent, and a terrifying aura of the late stage of foundation building that was not weaker than that of the Taoist in white was revealed in his body, and there were sinister words coming out of his mouth.

"Curse your soul, pollute your body, and shorten your lifespan..."

This is the three-word spell of the Ten Wonders in the palm of your hand.

Eleven years have passed.

It became very strong.

Even if he dies, a lingering thought can still unleash a terrifying power comparable to that of the late stage of foundation building.

But so powerful.

Zhuo had also died long ago, becoming a half-human, half-ghost.

"So you didn't recognize me."

"Too."

"It's not so easy to recognize someone who has changed his appearance."

At this moment, Su Chen stretched out a hand. His black robe had four dragon patterns on it. His claws and fangs were bared, and they transformed into four innate dragon qi. They pressed down hard on Zhuo's body, crushing his three-word spell and his madness...

He couldn't recognize Su Chen.

However, he remembered that these wisps of innate dragon energy were tainted with the aura of the fate of all living beings in the world in his palm.

"It's you……"

"Innate Dragon Qi..."

"You, have actually become so strong!"

His face was turbid, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

In the battle of the Immortal Sect, Su Chen used one sword to cut out a sword mark of three thousand miles to the sky, and killed the terrifying Mo Jiao, the elder of the Moxuan Sect. He was not present. In his impression, Su Chen was still the Fengxue Sword Immortal who cut through the sky with one sword and was comparable to the Taoist master.

However, now, even if he is a ruthless person, he can still burst out with terrifying strength comparable to the late stage of foundation building.

In front of this Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, he was suppressed without any resistance.

the most important is.

As far as he could perceive, Su Chen had not yet entered the foundation-building stage.

He has reached the ultimate realm of immortality and has never built a foundation, but he can suppress the late stage of foundation building. Even though he is just a remnant now, which is only equivalent to an ordinary late stage of foundation building, this is also extremely extraordinary.

in the future.

How terrifying it will be when Su Chen builds his foundation!
"and many more……"

"Extreme Realm!"

Zhuo's eyes seemed to be filled with complexity, as if he had thought of something.

It turned out that the person those people were looking for was Su Chen.

"Don't go to the Fatian battlefield!"

"besides……"

"Take good care of Xue, he is...he is..."

Without waiting for Zhuo to finish.

Bang!
His body exploded, leaving not even the last trace of regret.

Turbid, dead.

Maybe.

He triggered some kind of restriction on his body and was killed again.

Vaguely.

Su Chen only saw, at the last moment, a blood-colored rune flashed within the turbid body.

"This rune..."

A moment.

Su Chen felt somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He closed his eyes.

soon.

Just opened it.

He remembered that in Chu Shan's memory, on the barren land, on that terrifying altar, there was an identical blood-red rune, representing the shadow of the demon god that the extreme practitioners worshipped.

"Who is Xue?"

"Could it be that this is another reincarnation of Kong Shishi's body..."

The words were not finished.

Simply.

Su Chen went to see it himself.

He broke off a strand of Snow's hair.

however.

Saw nothing.

"Strange!"

Su Chen's face was full of surprise.

Prince Xue has lived in the capital of Da Qi for more than twenty years. He has successfully initiated the soul fusion and recollection process, but why can't he see any memories at all?

at the same time.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with this palace."

In the imperial palace, the elegant and easy-going Confucian swordsman was walking in the imperial palace, performing the Sky-Seeing Technique and checking all around. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and turned back abruptly, looking towards the Martial Arts Pavilion where the books were stored.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The Taoist in white who was serving on the side was a little puzzled.

The martial arts pavilion has a collection of books. Hasn't he used the Sky-Seeing Technique to check it?

"nothing."

"Just now, I seemed to sense the breath of a friend, but he has been in seclusion in the Demon Xuan Sect since returning from the battlefield of Fatian, so it is impossible for him to appear in our Xuantian Sect's Great Qi Kingdom."

"It must be an illusion."

The Confucian Sword Immortal said so.

……

In the Wu Pavilion where books are stored, everything is silent.

Prince Xue slowly woke up.

At a glance, Su Chen was seen drinking tea and reading a book in a rocking chair on the top of the 77th floor.

"Master Chu, why did you knock me out?"

Prince Xue was filled with grief and indignation.

"..."

Su Chen was slightly silent.

Ok.

Or maybe he knocked him out.

It does not matter.

"What's important is whether you want to save your friends..."

Su Chen is speaking.

Although he didn't like Zhuo, he was Kong's friend after all, so he could be considered his friend. He would naturally do what Zhuo had personally instructed before his death. What's more, this prince Xuesi was still in contact with Kong.

pity.

Turbid, it fell too fast.

The words were not made clear.

Of course, perhaps it was precisely because he wanted to make it clear that he triggered some kind of taboo, leading to his soul being destroyed.

However, none of this matters anymore.

Now, the person who protects Prince Xue has become Su Chen, and this is what is important.

"Chu Gongsheng is willing to help me?"

"but."

"Mr. Chu has always been hidden in the Book and Martial Arts Pavilion, not involved in worldly affairs, but he is willing to help me..."

Prince Xue's face was full of suspicion.

However, if a priest who has reached the seventh level of Qi training could take action, he might be able to save some of his friends.

"Open up a medicinal field for me."

"This is the bookshelf, put it there."

"Then."

"Clear this place and plant a sapling..."

Su Chen ordered Prince Xue to do things.

In this regard.

Prince Xue was skeptical, but still did as he was told.

soon.

The first floor of the Martial Arts and Book Collection Pavilion was rejuvenated. A corner was dug out and the prototype of a medicinal field was created. There was even a silver tree. Unfortunately, the hibiscus flower could not survive in this world of mountains and seas for some reason, so Su Chen had to replace it with a similar one.

If there are old friends in The World in the Palm, they will surely find that the small courtyard of the Wu Pavilion where the books are stored is almost a one-to-one replica of the library in The World in the Palm.

"Like, so similar..."

In the courtyard, Su Chen stopped and looked at this place which was 90% similar to the library, feeling a little dazed.

a long time.

He sighed.

pity.

No matter how similar it is, it is not his library.

The years change.

The old friend has long disappeared.

The library has become a library in his memory and will never exist again.

"Mr. Chu, my friends..."

Prince Xue said hesitantly.

Chu Gongsheng is only at the seventh level of Qi training. If he intervenes in this matter, even if he can accomplish it, he will inevitably offend Prince Yi, who has the support of the white-robed Taoist of Xuantian Sect. His future situation will certainly not be optimistic, but he has no other choice.

The three thousand guests were all his friends who sympathized with him.

if it is possible.

He was even willing to sacrifice his own life in exchange for the survival of three thousand followers.

"Chu Gongsheng, you can hand me over."

"This way, no one will be in trouble..."

Prince Xue thought for a long time, made up his mind, and smiled bitterly.

It's just a death.

For him, a bastard of the royal family born to a palace maid, having come this far is already the end of the road.

He just hated it.

Hate the power of Xuantian Sect!
Hate his own powerlessness!
"One day, if I can hold the sword and the imperial power, I will make Da Qi truly rule the world and be the master of the world. I will no longer be manipulated like a toy by these immortal sects and demons..."

Prince Xue clenched his fists.

hum!
At this moment, the destiny of the Great Qi Kingdom, which was adrift and without a dynasty to rely on, began to tremble violently above the imperial capital.

"Ok?"

Su Chen's eyes froze. Then, he attacked without hesitation. On his black robe, there were four dragon patterns, each of which could kill a Taoist who was in the late stage of foundation building.

at this time.

He abandoned a dragon pattern without hesitation, rushed into the national destiny, and suppressed it without hesitation.

Bang!
Over the imperial capital.

"What happened just now?"

"The fate of the country seemed to tremble."

"Something's not right."

"Is it an illusion..."

The Confucian Sword Immortal had a puzzled look on his face.

The old emperor Ji Xiu, who was also a Jindan Zhenren, was also confused.

Fate is mysterious.

It can only be seen after the foundation is laid.

Just now, he saw it clearly, the national destiny did tremble, as if at that moment, a dynasty was born and the national destiny of Da Qi was going to depend on it. Even if it really happened, the ownerless national destiny of thousands of secular countries in the Eastern Region would follow.

By then, it will be earth-shattering!
because.

An immortal dynasty will be born.

This is also the thing that the five major sects are most afraid of happening.

"pity."

"It's just an illusion."

"Otherwise, the Immortal Dynasty will be born. Tsk tsk, the five major sects will have something interesting to watch."

The old emperor laughed strangely.

however.

The Wu Pavilion houses books.

"What did you just do?"

Su Chen looked at the snow.

If he had not acted quickly, the two Jindan Zhenren in the palace would have descended on the Library and Martial Arts Pavilion by now.

"what?"

Prince Xue had a confused look on his face.

"never mind."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

That night, Su Chen went out holding an oil-paper umbrella.

This was the first time he stepped out of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

same.

Also tonight.

Prince Yi will personally chop off the heads of the three thousand guests in Prince Snow's mansion one by one at the execution ground.

Since he has promised Zhuo, Su Chen will naturally do his job well.

He protected three thousand followers.

"Even if there is a Jindan master in the imperial city, we must fight and end it quickly."

"We must prevent this beheading from going on."

Su Chen thought about it.

In a blink of an eye.

The tree beard surges.

He transformed into the appearance of the Black Lotus Saint, but soon felt something was wrong. The sudden appearance of two proud sons who had been born with the ability to kill nine times was inappropriate.

Subsequently.

Su Chen returned to his original appearance, wearing dark clothes and looking like an immortal young man.

"It is going to rain."

"Let's make it quick."

At this moment, Su Chen stepped onto the execution ground in the night.

Imperial City.

Beheading platform.

There were soldiers patrolling and guards arrayed on both sides, making it as grim as a prison.

There were three thousand disciples, not one more, not one less, all of them had their hands and feet bound, wearing shackles that could suppress their practice, and they knelt in a large crowd in the middle of the beheading platform.

"Hurry up."

"I'm still waiting to go to bed."

"If this Snow Prince has any brains, he won't come back."

The Taoist in white yawned and spoke angrily.

This elder brother in the clan is indeed a fool.

There he is here.

Prince Xue, how dare you rob the execution ground!
In this imperial city.

In terms of cultivation, his master, the Confucian Sword Immortal, is number one, and he, the Taoist disciple in white, is number two.

Prince Xue, even if he invites more helpers, they are not enough for him to kill with one sword! If someone really dares to help Prince Xue escape from the execution ground, I can only say... this person is really tired of living.

"Maybe Daozi will think that I am stupid, but Daozi does not understand the character of Prince Xue. Even if I don't like him, I have to admit that he is truly loyal and righteous. Otherwise, he would not be able to convince so many three thousand guests to work for him as a bastard of the royal family..."

"Even if he died, he would not come here to exchange his life for the lives of three thousand guests."

"to be honest."

"I even hope that Prince Xue will abandon his three thousand followers and run away today to protect himself."

"in this way."

"Prince Xue, although he is alive, he will be nothing more than this from now on."

Prince Yi is narrating.

In this regard.

The Taoist in white sneered.

however.

As if to prove Prince Xue's charm, many of the three thousand guests roared.

"Your Highness, please don't come!"

"Don't even think about forcing His Highness to come out!"

Among the three thousand guests, more than one-third forced themselves to stand up and rushed towards the patrolling imperial guards with swords while roaring, intending to commit suicide in exchange for Prince Xue not being threatened, and then left.

"If this prince Xue is not a person of great affection, then he must be a great villain..."

Even though the Taoist in white regarded the secular royal family as ants, he couldn't help but stand up at this moment, glanced sideways, and marveled at this scene.

soon.

His expression changed and he showed a sneer.

"hehe!"

"My aura is right here, without any concealment..."

"There are actually people who dare to help Prince Xue save people and then come to die!"

"You really don't take me seriously."

far away.

A man dressed in black clothes, holding an oil-paper umbrella, came slowly towards them.

"It's him?"

Prince Yi recognized Su Chen.

after all.

He was able to survive the pursuit of Prince Xue thanks to Su Chen, a proud young man who had the ability to take lives nine times.

"He is the proud son of the Nine Lives! Daozi must not be careless."

Prince Yi's heart tightened and he quickly reminded him.

"Oh?"

"Nine times of congenital death."

"hehe!"

"It's just a personal practice."

"At most, he just killed a stray cultivator who was building his foundation like a wild dog. Only you ignorant people would be so shocked. How could he kill me, a Taoist disciple of Xuantian Sect who is building his foundation for the second time? He is overestimating himself."

The Taoist in white still looked disdainful.

However, it was the innate realm that had taken his life nine times.

He stretched out his hand, and in his palm, a miniature sword was hovering.

As soon as this pocket sword came out.

moment.

Then there was a strong wind all over the sky.

Whether it was the three thousand guests or the soldiers and guards present, they all felt their breath was suffocated. Under the terrifying pressure of this pocket sword, they could hardly breathe.

"Hahaha!"

"Come to think of it, I have never killed a proud child with nine lives."

"You are in luck! I will let you taste the sword pill I made..."

"Flying sword!"

"disease!"

In an instant, a strong wind filled the sky. At this moment, a silver light appeared like a swift thunder, leaving behind a sword shadow like an arc of light, which instantly slashed towards Su Chen.

This sword is extremely terrifying.

"Kenmaru?"

"It should be the secret of Xuantian Sect."

At this moment, Su Chen faced the sword ball and vaguely felt some traces of the fourth sword, which he had never had any understanding of.

That's the case.

He must give something back to this Taoist as a return gift.

"You pointed me out."

"Let me give you some pointers, too."

"Sword pill, you shouldn't use it like this..."

At this moment, Su Chen stepped forward, facing the terrifying silver light. The only three remaining dragon patterns on his robe came out together, swallowing the terrifying silver light and erupting with a horrifying roar. Finally, the sword ball circled in Su Chen's palm and turned into a miniature sword.

"what?!"

The Taoist in white had a look of horror on his face. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

This person.

A person who practices cultivation in the human world actually snatched the sword pill from this Taoist?

Are practitioners so powerful?
"Give it back!"

The Taoist in white was furious. He jumped down from the platform, clasped his hands together, and was about to use magic to suppress Su Chen.

"it is good!"

"Give it back to you."

Su Chen was nodding.

Is it so easy to return it?

"Hmm?!" The Taoist in white felt vaguely that something was wrong. The next moment, his eyes widened with fear in them. He no longer cared about making hand gestures and kept waving his hands.

"No more."

"I gave it to you, take it back, take it back..."

In this regard.

Su Chen uttered a word.

"disease!"

moment.

The terrifying silver light suddenly increased several times and instantly turned into a giant sword shadow, slashing down at the beheading platform, Prince Yi on the high platform, and the Taoist in white.

How can it be!

The same method of controlling the sword ball! How could the opponent be so powerful?

"No!"

The Taoist in white was horrified and opened his mouth to use his strongest means.

"Master! Help! Me!"

(End of this chapter)