Chapter 138: The Fourth Year of Apocalypse
On the isolated island, the mountains are covered with peach blossoms, dotted with hibiscus flowers, and covered by lingering wind and snow.

The night was quiet, the moon was high in the sky, and the fairy-like young man in black was brushing the snow off the tombstone. It was poetic and picturesque, just like in the past.

For a moment, the elderly man who was standing on a light boat and holding a glass of wine had a dazed look in his cloudy eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

In this troubled world, the young man Xuan Yi is like an immortal. Even though he has been gone for three years, the world still remembers him.

The lingering snow and wind came for him, embellishing the scenery of the island. The boy still looked the same, and the fifty years had not left any mark on him.

"Mr. Su, how strong is your sword?"

The old man came over with a smile on his face, walking unsteadily.

He is Long Xuanjun.

Three years passed, and it seemed like thirty years had passed. He was too old, so old that he was on the verge of death. Even if he continued to snatch life from the sky, he could not rewrite his lifespan.

"No one knows how strong a sword is until it is swung."

On this isolated island, Su Chen buried Zhuo's body next to Jie's coffin. The two immortal and demon enemies from the Tianyun era, now close friends in life and death, met again.

He was a little dazed. Ten years had passed and he had somewhat forgotten what Kong looked like. He only remembered those glassy eyes, the black dragon imperial robe, and the figure waiting for him in front of the palace gate.

They are friends.

But it ended up hurting him.

"Mr. Su, your favorite Bairu wine."

Long Xuanjuan brushed away the snow, warmed the wine for Su Chen on the stone table, and sighed as he looked at the young man who seemed to have walked out of a poem or painting.

Lifespan is a sword hanging over the heads of all living beings.

now.

The knife is about to fall.

He is reaching the end of his life.

Before death.

He wanted to take another look at this old friend who was the most important person in his life. When the wind came and the snow fell and the sword immortal appeared, he sometimes wondered what it would be like if Su Chen was born in the Great Zhou Palace.

perhaps.

He will also be a friend accompanying the other person.

perhaps.

Everything will be different in the Great Zhou.

But there is no if.

"The Empress said that Lord Su has finished his work, so please leave quickly."

"Jue's immortal and demonic thoughts have already gathered together. This world in the palm of your hand is about to go to Zhongdu to complete the final steps of recovery. It is not appropriate for you to be here..."

Having said this, Long Xuanjun paused and turned to advise.

"Don't you have unfinished business in the East Region?"

At this moment, the wind and snow were silent.

Su Chen did not answer.

"You can do it yourself."

Long Xuanjun left a glass of warm Bairu wine and left.

far away.

The boat sailed away.

The longevity fire also went out.

Long Xuanjun died of old age.

On the boat, he was smiling, as if he was satisfied just to see the Snow Wind Sword Immortal in his memory for the last time before he died.

"Another old friend has passed away."

Su Chen's eyes were complicated.

They were neither friends nor opponents. Long Xuanjun had never been qualified to be his opponent in his entire life.

pity.

After all, he is an old friend.

There are unspeakable emotions brewing.

“Is this sadness?”

Inside Su Chen's body, the Tao Tree of Immortality stood on the foundation of Taoism, emitting a glazed spiritual light, with a broken bone surrounding it.

This was actually the remains of the deity that Su Chen had swallowed in one gulp!

At this moment, it seemed as if it had found the best nutrients, and the tree's roots wrapped around it, allowing the tree's roots to separate from Su Chen's heart and no longer absorb his emotions.

At this moment, Su Chen seemed to come alive.

"Heavenly Dao Mark."

"The Great Dao of Transformation, these bones have traces of Heavenly Dao, which is the best nutrient for the Longevity Dao Tree."

On this day, Su Chen traveled to the blue sky and the underworld in the palm of his hand. Here, there was a piece of bone, in the shape of a head, standing huge.

He is not the remains of Jue.

It turned out to be of the same origin as the severed hand in Su Chen's body, coming from that supreme God of Heaven.

hum!
The tree beard surges.

Surrounding this skull, the Tree of Immortality seemed to be cheering and leaping for joy, with tremendous power feeding back to him.

pity.

A drop in the bucket.

It was unable to help him reach perfection in building his foundation.

It seemed that the late stage of foundation building was the end of him.

"why is that?"

Su Chen didn't understand.

He was walking on a road that no one had ever walked on. There was no road ahead, so he could only grope forward.

“Perhaps a ceremony is needed.”

"Just like the first grade."

The wordless book is turning.

A low voice was heard.

In the distant Daqian Palace, in the rebuilt Dengtian Tower, amidst the storm and thunder, the Dayu Library, which had awakened after many years, had complex eyes, unable to conceal the shock and amazement in its expression.

In the past, when we first met, he was only a second-level cultivator.

now.

Just thirty years.

Goodbye.

At the foundation-building stage, there is a terrifying sword intent hidden within the body, as if he is a giant immortal who dominates the world.

He had never seen such a proud person.

there has never been.

"what for?"

Su Chen is asking.

He held a wordless book in his hand and crossed thousands of miles of rivers in an instant.

"To achieve Dan, it is the confirmation of one's own path."

“Why are you stagnant? Ask your heart, do what you want to do but haven’t done yet!”

Dayu Library is narrating.

That night, Su Chen seemed to have realized something. He bowed, thanked Dayu Library, turned around and left, went to the Endless Sea, turned into a Void Demon Whale, and left.

As for the matter of unsealing, Su Chen did not mention it, and Dayu Library did not ask either.

They all know it.

If you want to break the seal, there are many people in the Daqian Imperial Capital who can do it. Mr. Dayu Shu is still sealed in this door, but he just doesn't want to.

perhaps.

Mr. Shu has never been a fallen immortal.

“Is this the right thing to do?”

“If I don’t remind him, it might be a good thing that he stops at the foundation-building stage. This way, he can live to the end of his life…”

Mr. Shu is narrating.

A figure appeared here at some point.

He is absolutely amazing!
There was a depth in his eyes that did not belong to a young man. He stared in the direction where Su Chen was walking away, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his lips.

"Sometimes, being too talented is not a good thing."

"There are five regions in the mountains and seas."

"God Transformation is the pinnacle."

“But the path he wants to take may be above the God Transformation Realm. However, the resources of the Five Realms are limited. For every God Transformation Realm to rise, another God Transformation Realm must fall. Moreover, above the God Transformation Realm…”

"At that time, everyone in the world will be my enemy, even me!"

"But I think he would not be willing to live a mediocre life. Seeing the wonderful things in the world, even if he died on the road, is what he wants in his heart!"

It's all about narration.

"in this way."

"Then I will become the scenery on his road."

Absolutely smiling.

No matter how the world views Su Chen.

He always believed that if there was anyone in these five regions of mountains and seas who could eventually reach the pinnacle above the level of transformation into a spirit, perhaps it would only be this immortal.

boom!
On this day, the world in the palm of his hand trembled violently, and the absolute connection between heaven and earth that covered the world exploded.

In the distant Zhongdu, there was a terrifying great cultivator who used his horrifying magical powers to completely separate the world in his palm from the Eastern Region and pulled it to the Zhongdu world.

"what?!"

"This is Zhongdu's incarnation taking action..."

The ultimate heaven.

As the masters of Jue Tian Di Tong, the five Nascent Soul giants all looked grim at this moment, as they had apparently noticed the changes in the world in their palms.

The connection between heaven and earth was broken.

It's just a small thing!
The real big event is that the ultimate true dragon has been released from the cage.

"Damn it!" "But fortunately, I heard that when you were away, a nine-life genius who practiced in the human world and set foot on the immortal path was born in the Eastern Region. If we cultivate him well, it is not impossible for him to slay the dragon and revive the immortal path..."

"Quickly fight your way out of Jidaotian's lost magic realm!"

The five giants attacked together, and their speed was much faster.

at this time.

No one in the Eastern Region's immortal way knows yet that this Nine-Life Prodigy is actually the ultimate true dragon that they thought was sealed in the passage to heaven and earth.

……

……

The third year of Tianqi.

Zhuge Guoshi of Da Qi, in seclusion, strives to achieve perfection in the golden elixir.

same year.

The Great Qi Dynasty took advantage of the internal strife among the five major clans to launch an attack on neighboring countries, and in one fell swoop swallowed up the four major dynasties of Yan, Zhao, Han and Wei. In addition, other bandit countries also surrendered upon hearing the news, and the territory expanded tenfold.

For a while.

The fortune of Da Qi soared.

In the court, dozens of fake pills were created and three people successfully formed pills, which caused the five major sects to change their color. They put aside their struggle and once again joined forces to deal with Emperor Tianqi of Da Qi.

The eight True Dan giants joined forces and attacked the capital of Da Qi. Zhuge Mo was defeated, forcing Emperor Tianqi to take action personally and use the dynasty's destiny and true dragon to repel the enemy.

The whole world was shocked! Zhuge Mo actually dropped the golden elixir!
For a while.

The wind is surging.

The Great Qi Dynasty is in danger. The Jindan giant and the fake Dan master under his command also have different thoughts. Rumors are flying that the Great Qi will perish from within!
"It's been four years since the apocalypse?"

At the foot of the green mountains.

There was a man with ink-black hair and a twelve-petal lotus blooming between his eyebrows. He was riding a green ox and gazing at the capital of Da Qi in the distance.

He is Su Chen.

No.

His current name is Black Lotus.

This year, he stopped on a green hill and watched the sharp and unstoppable military force of Da Qi. Emperor Tianqi was in high spirits and annexed the four dynasties. He enjoyed the ordinary fortune alone and became the target of public criticism.

This year, he saw seven terrifying demons who hid their identities. Some of them joined the Great Qi, received official positions, and enjoyed good fortune, while others concealed their tracks and hid in the market.

This year, I watched the changing situation in the world quietly, and saw Zhuge Mo come out of seclusion and try to suppress the Eight True Elixirs with the filthy golden elixir, but ended up fleeing in defeat.

I also saw that after the great defeat, the luck was damaged, people's minds changed, and there were ambitious heroes who wanted to take over and become the master of the Great Qi Dynasty.

"After all, he is just a teenager. Although he is shrewd, he is too impatient. He is far behind your father."

Su Chen built a hut on this green mountain and reclaimed an acre of medicinal field. The medicinal herbs in it were growing well and it seemed that it would not take long.

The second round of terrifying medicine will be fully prepared.

This time.

He wanted to try out the effect of the thousand-year-old poison elixir.

perhaps.

You can try, it may be possible to pollute your Nascent Soul.

"My confused thoughts may be about the friends who left the world in my palm in the past. Some died because of me, some disappeared, and some became the minions of the immortal sect."

"My path is to destroy all five sects."

Su Chen is drinking.

The old god is here.

Even though his appearance has changed, there is still a familiar laziness in his bones. Unfortunately, there are no old friends of his here, so naturally no one can recognize him.

One day, a young man came from the imperial capital riding a yellow ox to bring wine to Su Chen.

"Little old man."

"Here."

"Give me the money for the drinks."

The young man took down the jar of wine, stretched out his white hand, and asked Su Chen for the money.

He looked like Heilian, a handsome man in his thirties.

The word "old man" describes Su Chen's inherent laziness and aging.

"I owe it first."

"When you have enough, I will teach you a sword technique, so that you can become a terrifying swordsman who can fly into the sky and hide in the ground, and dominate the world. How do you think?"

Su Chen teased the boy with a smile.

In this regard.

The young man was riding on a green ox, shouting and dancing angrily.

"Good old man, you have a record, right?"

"I believed your lies! I don't know why my father always asks you to keep accounts."

"The strongest sword immortal in the world is the legendary Ten Great Immortals, the former Confucian Sword Immortal, and the current Xiaoli Sword Master."

"Are you better at swordsmanship than him?"

Little Li Sword Lord?

Su Chen was a little dazed.

It was as if I had returned to the day when eight immortals besieged the palace of Da Qi, and the sword immortal came riding a giant dragon horse with his eyes covered with white cloth.

previous years.

His name is Master Xiaojian.

I heard that the Dali Sword Sect disliked this title as being indecent, and forcibly changed it to Xiaoli Sword Lord, also known as Xiaoli Zhenren.

In fact, he is the Great Yu Sword Immortal.

just.

There is a virtual sword chain on his body, like slavery, and he will be controlled by the Dali Sword Sect for eternity.

"Xiao Li Jianjun, he is not as good as me."

"At least it used to be that way."

"As for now, we probably won't know until after the competition."

Su Chen said with a smile.

This is a fact.

Speaking of swordsmanship alone, anyone in the world who can possess even a third of his charm can be considered a giant in the world and an outstanding swordsman.

Xiaoli Sword Master and Dayu Sword Immortal are among them.

"hehe!"

"Just blow it."

The young man, riding on a green ox, did not believe it at all, and slowly went down the green hills and went far away to return to the imperial city.

"Look, he doesn't believe it."

"How could I be your old friend?"

Su Chen still had a smiling look on his face.

far away.

In the woods of the green mountains, there was a swordsman in white, his eyes covered with white cloth, a sword hanging diagonally on his waist, and he walked out staggeringly.

He called himself Xiaoli Sword Lord.

Among the Eight Great Immortals, ranked third.

World famous!

"Rumor has it that there is a sword that shook the Eastern Region, terrified the five sects, and shook the fate of the Great Qi. With one leap, the heaven and earth felt it, and it became the number one killing technique."

"At that time, I knew that only one person could comprehend such a sword."

"I look forward to your fourth sword!"

The white horse left the forest and in an instant, met the wind and turned into a giant dragon horse, hundreds of feet tall, which slammed heavily into the destiny of the Great Qi Imperial City.

The swordsman also turned into a sword immortal in white!
The mountains and rivers of the world, with their myriad changes, turned into a sword in his hand, pressing down.

"Zhuge Mo, come and die!"

The roar was ringing.

It echoed throughout the imperial city of Daqi.

One figure after another stood there.

Today, the fortune of Da Qi is weakening, and it can no longer gather the true dragon of the dynasty's fortune. The eight real people from the five major sects have once again come out in full force to hunt down the filthy golden elixir Zhuge Mo!
As for what Su Chen thought? He sat on Qingshan, drinking and watching.

at this time.

He is not some great Qi priest who has a collection of books and martial arts.

It is just a black lotus growing on the green hills.

"Look back a hundred years later, today is nothing but a little bit of wind and frost."

"Da Qi may be able to survive this."

"But, Zhuge Mo, you can't make it!"

Su Chen is laughing.

Others couldn't find Zhuge Mo.

But he can!

He looked at Zhuge Mo's birthday fire, mixed in the chaotic crowd, and fled outside the imperial city. Without any hesitation, a puppet soldier appeared in his palm, and then...

There are mountains of weapons and armor!

moment.

The huge armored warrior fell towards the wall of the imperial city.

boom!
Zhuge Mo showed up.

"Who hurt me?!"

He was roaring.

The eight true masters gathered together, their murderous intent revealed.

"Harm you?"

"I just want you to die."

Su Chen smiled and took a sip of the wine.

(End of this chapter)