Chapter 83: Xuanlong Five Years
"Immortal magic, calling the wind and rain!"

"Immortal Technique, Transform into a Dragon."

The Flame Emperor took action.

Even when facing the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, he knew that his hope of survival was slim, but he still took action.

He still has ambitions that have not yet been realized.

moment.

The sky was filled with strong winds and heavy rains. Countless raindrops turned into giant dragons, roaring towards the dragon of wind and snow, and were then easily crushed to pieces.

rainy night.

The Flame Emperor had disheveled hair and fell in a pool of blood.

The gap in strength is too big.

There can be no miracle.

"Sword Immortal of Snow and Wind."

The Flame Emperor was barely breathing, but before he died, he looked out at the mountains and rivers, then looked at Su Chen and asked.

"I, what did I do wrong?"

"Must you die?"

He wanted to see the Great Zhou rise, and he also wanted to see the millions of Zhou people who had been wandering in the bitter and cold land for more than 300 years live a prosperous life.

For this reason, is it wrong for Liangren to suffer?

The one who won the world was the Great Zhou.

All the unified dynasties in the world have come about in this way.

Why is it wrong when it comes to him?

Su Chen was silent.

In Zhou Min's opinion, Emperor Yan was definitely a wise ruler who loved his people like his own children. He cared about Zhou Min in his heart and was willing to kill his father in order to practice what was in his heart.

Unfortunately, he is not from Zhou.

"I am from Liang."

Su Chen replied.

"That's true."

The Flame Emperor laughed at himself.

He looked out at the vast mountains and rivers, his eyes full of regret.

He was ambitious and seemed to be on the verge of soaring to the sky, but he met the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal and died in obscurity in Jinjiang City.

But he has no regrets.

This was the spirit he had when he was young and the path he followed.

The Great Zhou was too miserable.

Why can't we live a good life?

Even if he died, it was only because he lost, not because he was wrong! The one who was wrong was still the father Emperor Xuanlong who abandoned millions of Zhou people and chose Daliang!

"Sword Immortal, I hand over Zhou Min to you..."

The Flame Emperor had a smile on his face.

The wind and rain dissipated and the sun set.

The Flame Emperor is dead.

He was emperor for three years, leaving the country in chaos, the Zhou and Liang dynasties in turmoil, and a mess across the empire.

Is he a tyrant?

Su Chen didn't know.

"His Majesty."

Sikong Lao was in tears. He stumbled and trembled as he moved forward, howling loudly. He combed Yan Di's hair and straightened his clothes.

Make him look like a decent emperor.

There was a moment of silence.

"Mr. Su!"

"Millions of Zhou citizens will regard you as an enemy and will not stop until you are dead."

"So do I."

Sikong's voice was hoarse.

"Green fruit, green fruit!"

"Why did I eat your green fruit and kill His Majesty?"

"I should have known so."

"It would be better to die under the cliff outside the imperial mausoleum."

He walked towards the north in silence, carrying the corpse of the Flame Emperor on his back.

That is the old Zhou Dynasty, a very bitter, cold and desolate place. It is also the place where millions of Zhou people were born and died. It is also the place where the Flame Emperor wants to take the Zhou people out.

One hundred thousand soldiers gathered in silence.

They looked with anger and hatred at the sword immortal who was wearing black clothes and stepping on a dragon of wind and snow!
"Revenge for the Emperor!"

Someone roared.

In return, there was an overwhelming response.

"Kill the Sword Immortal! Revenge for the Emperor!"

Countless people wept for the Flame Emperor.

The cold spears stabbed towards Su Chen, one after another.

"Roar!"

The Snow Dragon roars.

Wherever they passed, the sky was filled with snow and the ground was covered with frost. Hundreds of soldiers were turned into ice sculptures and ice chips.

But no one retreated.

"Why kill our monarch?!"

One hundred thousand soldiers gathered together and no one retreated. Even though there was a frosty and desolate land ahead, they were still going forward to die.

Even when facing the person who was rumored to be the best cultivator in the world, no one was afraid.

Their emperor died at the hands of the other side.

Go to death!

But one death!
What is there to fear?

One hundred thousand soldiers came like a tidal wave.

"Why, is it like this?"

Su Chen didn't understand.

At this moment, he was riding on the dragon of wind and snow, moving freely among a hundred thousand soldiers, unstoppable, but he looked like a defeated general.

He came to bring peace to the people of the world.

These soldiers are also civilians.

They are crying.

For the Flame Emperor.

"am I wrong?"

Su Chen thought that after beheading the Flame Emperor, a Black Dragon Emperor would appear in the world, and the people of the world would be at peace, just like the first year of the Black Dragon Emperor.

But he was wrong.

In the year of Xuanlong, there were also people who were suffering. They were the people of Zhou.

As if in a dream.

He seemed to see the distant old Zhou Dynasty, a bitter and cold land with no grass growing. There were countless hungry Zhou people looking at the Flame Emperor who ascended the throne, their eyes full of expectations for a new life.

Su Chen escaped.

Escaped from here in a panic.

The last time he fled in a panic was in the imperial mausoleum, facing a group of tomb immortals; but this time, a hundred thousand soldiers were like ants, no match for his sword that could bury the stars and destroy them all with one sweep.

He still escaped, and his escape was even more embarrassing.

It turned out that he didn't understand anything.

He doesn't understand the Flame Emperor.

Don’t understand the world.

Nor do they understand the people.

"Send your majesty home."

An old man in silver armor spoke.

"Send your majesty home!"

A hundred thousand soldiers wept and wailed, all wearing white silk, carrying the coffin, and escorting the Flame Emperor back to Zhou.

The whole world is paying attention to this day.

The Flame Emperor died!

The ten prefectures of the old Zhou Dynasty were all dressed in white mourning clothes, with white silk fluttering in the wind. Millions of Zhou citizens spontaneously stood outside the city to watch the coffin of the Flame Emperor returning home.

"My descendant is truly loved by the people."

"Practice Immortality well."

“Maybe, I can use the dynasty’s luck to really reach the end of the Qi training immortal stage.”

"Pity."

"People are like ants, and the world is full of vicissitudes. He went astray and really trusted the people, but he didn't know that only longevity and long-term vision are real."

In Jinjiang City.

An old man who looked like a skeleton, stepped on a giant snake and rushed to the imperial capital.

Emperor Taizu of Zhou returns to the court!
The world is stable.

From then on, there was only one emperor left in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Jie.

The fifth year of Xuanlong.

January.

It's cold.

There is wind and snow falling.

Emperor Jie officially ascended the throne and issued orders to the world. He followed the national policy of Emperor Xuanlong, continued to treat the people of Liang well, respected the three religions, allowed nine generations of families, and drove five million Zhou people back to the old Zhou.

The world is peaceful.

Everything is peaceful.

Millions of Liang people celebrated the emergence of a wise ruler.

just.

A bitter cold place.

Millions of hungry Zhou people, with red eyes, lay dormant like wolves, sharpening their claws and fangs.

at the same time.

On the streets of the Imperial City, at the foot of the world, a medical clinic and drug store opened. The owner was a young man dressed in black.

He looks ordinary, but he has a very kind smile.

"Jie."

"I'm watching you."

"I hope you can be a good emperor."

He looked at the imperial capital from afar, as if whispering. It was Su Chen who killed the Flame Emperor but fled in embarrassment.

Su Chen also didn't understand how to govern the world and provide stability to the people.

after all.

He's just a fake eunuch.

Big deal.

Let another emperor take the throne.

Human life span is 100 years.

The lifespan of a dynasty is only three to five hundred years.

And his life span is unlimited.

There is enough time to make mistakes.

"doctor."

"Is there a doctor?"

"My friend's leg is broken. Can the bone be set?"

An anxious voice was heard.

Five porters, carrying a wailing young man, broke into the pharmacy. They looked at Su Chen pleadingly.

There was not a single silver dollar in the purse that was collected, only copper coins.

There is too little money.

They knocked on many clinics and were driven out every time.

Shall not.

Just came here to try my luck.

The doctor at this clinic is a young man with no fame. After being open for over a month, there has been no business at all.

"coming."

"It can be cured."

"You can pay on credit."

"But I won't charge you any money. I'll find some seeds of exotic flowers and plants, or some strange and weird seeds as the consultation fee." Su Chen set the bones, adjusted the position, fixed them with a splint, prescribed a dose of medicine, and threw it to the porters at the dock.

"Remember to find me some flower and grass seeds."

……

……

In the fifth year of Xuanlong, the world was stable.

The world is unified.

The energy of the mountains and rivers continues to surge.

The best people in the world have stepped into the realm of Grandmaster, and Grandmasters of the first acquired realm have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Emperor Jie took in many concubines, established a harem, married a queen and took in concubines. This year, the great patriarchs of Zhou and Liang sent gifts to congratulate the new dynasty.

This year, Chief Eunuch Yu rebuilt the Western Factory and was favored by the emperor to be the first supervisor of the new generation of the Imperial Palace. He was given a scarlet robe and became a close attendant to the emperor.

This year, Zhu Hong was in power, he ascended the throne again, entered the cabinet and was appointed as prime minister. He opened the imperial examination and recruited knowledgeable people from all over the world to serve in the court.

Everyone is saying that Fengxue Sword Immortal, the world's number one cultivator, has disappeared without a trace. I wonder if he was practicing the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art and died quietly.

Just like the other two of the Three Dukes of Daliang.

It blooms briefly and then disappears.

The world is guessing.

If Fengxue Sword Immortal were still alive, how high would he rank on the current martial arts rankings? Would he still be number one in the world?

Spring passes and autumn comes.

Autumn goes and winter comes.

Heavy snow covered the imperial city.

street corner.

A medical clinic.

A ferocious gang practitioner kicked open the door of the clinic, waking up the young doctor who was dozing off while hugging the stove inside.

"Doctor Xu, it's time to pay the protection fee."

Su Chen stood up and handed over the purse.

"A soft persimmon."

They were laughing, laughing contemptuously.

Before these people had gone far, a young man carrying a shoulder pole rushed over to Langtao Wharf and started fighting with them.

a long time.

The young man, with a bruised face and nose, snatched the purse back.

"Here."

"Doctor Xu, don't get robbed again."

"It is not their turn to be so lawless under the feet of the world!"

January of the fifth year of Xuanlong.

Su Chen rescued the young man with a broken leg.

In order to repay his kindness, the young man would come to bring him some food every now and then, and after a few visits, they became familiar with each other.

"I'm just an ordinary doctor. It's only right that I pay some protection money."

Su Chen was sighing.

Inexplicable.

He remembered Xiaoxuanzi in the pharmacy.

"Tiger."

"Joined the Groove Gang, how's your training going?"

Su Chen picked out some medicinal herbs, packed them up and threw them to Hu Zi.

Hu Zi was standing by the water tank, teasing a small turtle that was as big as a millstone, and responded.

"Doctor Xu, it won't be long before I can enter the perfection of the fifth level of flesh and blood realm!"

"When I take over the territory, I will definitely choose this street. Then, there will be no more street thugs harassing Doctor Xu."

The Nujiang River changed its course, swallowed up the imperial tombs, swamped thousands of miles of water, created millions of refugees, and also contributed to the rise of Emperor Jie's fame.

He massacred the wealthy and forced them to release grain.

The people praised.

Following the strategy of the Xuanlong Empire, the three religions and nine aristocratic families returned home.

just.

This completely chilled the hearts of the Zhou people.

but.

He may not care about these.

Outside the imperial city, this Nujiang River is the same Nu River that changed its course and submerged the imperial tomb two years ago.

There are countless dignitaries in the imperial city. When the world is at peace, wealthy businessmen will rush to the imperial city, and countless gold, silver and treasures will gather there.

The Cao gang is here to meet the trend.

During the day, the imperial city is the world of the rich and powerful, but at night, it is the world of the Cao Gang.

The Nu River runs through the north and south, stretching for 100,000 miles. There are hundreds of docks and tens of thousands of laborers. It is truly a huge river.

And this Cao Gang has only been around for a year.

"The leader of Cao Gang, Xuan Wuming!"

"Tenth on the Grandmaster Ranking."

"A great master of the second realm!"

Su Chen looked at the table.

There.

There is a list of martial arts masters in the world.

The Grandmaster is on the Heavenly List, the sixteenth position, followed by the first-rank Earthly List, the second-rank Mysterious List, and the third-rank Yellow List.

He is still number one on the Earth List.

Snow Wind Sword Immortal.

It has never changed.

However, the sixteenth place on the Heavenly Ranking has been changing all the time.

There are so many Grandmasters born in this world! Not to mention, there are also Grandmasters who woke up in the Dayu era.

He is not on the Heavenly Ranking.

On the contrary, Lord Long Xuan, who had been guarding the river above the imperial mausoleum, was now gray-haired and old, and ranked sixteenth on the Heavenly Ranking.

"The person who ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking changed last night. I heard that it was the Great Yu Grandmaster who was frozen in ice five hundred years ago, the great uncle of the Guixu Sword Sect, and a great master at the first level of the Grandmaster Realm!"

"However, he is definitely not as good as the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal from Daliang!"

"He is a sword master!"

"One sword destroyed Liang, crushed Da Zhou, with unrivaled grace, a generation of immortals in the world, the Liang Fengxue Sword Immortal!"

“If the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal were to appear in the world, this so-called Grandmaster of the First Realm would definitely not be his opponent!”

"He is truly number one in the world."

Hu Zi, his eyes were full of admiration.

It's not just him.

All Liang people in the world respect the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal.

Only he brought stability to 30 million Liang people!
"That's hard to say."

"We have never fought each other, so who knows if he can be a match for a Grandmaster of the First Realm. He is only of the First Realm."

Su Chen yawned and answered lazily.

"You are not allowed to say bad things about Fengxue Sword Immortal."

"Even if you are my savior, you can't do that."

Hu Zi was very angry.

He picked up the carrying pole and ran back to the dock angrily.

Waited another day.

There is not much business coming.

Su Chen put away his lazy look, closed the shop, and patted the little turtle.

"Take good care of your home."

Subsequently.

He walked out of the pharmacy.

The tree beard surges.

He turned back into Su Chen's appearance.

In this troubled world, the young man is like an immortal.

just.

The Xichen Sword was no longer in his hand.

"I didn't expect that this kid could actually survive."

"He is really dead."

"I really feel a little sorry for Zhang Gui."

The wind comes and the snow falls.

Su Chen walked along, leaving no trace on the snow. He seemed to have merged into one with the wind and snow. Wherever he passed, he was clearly the appearance of the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal who shocked the world.

However, in the busy street with countless pedestrians, no one noticed him.

as if.

He was just a part of the snowstorm.

It's this wind.

It is also the falling snow.

This is the harmony with heaven and earth, and the fusion of oneself with the power of wind and snow.

The first grade is still a long way off.

This does not mean that Su Chen has no growth.

The first level of momentum is called entering the subtle.

The second level is fusion.

The corresponding one is.

The third level of Grandmaster is to gather the heavenly gate and become like a dragon.

Su Chen's momentum has merged.

Regarding the Sword Fate Method Page, the mysterious sword immortal taught him the One Sword and Three Transformations, and he also had a vague understanding of the second transformation.

"If there is a chance, I will comprehend the second sword, and it should be called Slashing the Moon."

Outside the imperial city.

The young child, now a young man, was looking forward to seeing him.

"Mr. Su, save me!"

"I have offended someone, and I am afraid I will not live long."

The boy knelt on the ground and cried.

"Who?"

Su Chen asked.

"Tenth on the Heavenly Ranking, leader of the Cao Gang, Xuan Wuming!"

In this regard.

Su Chen nodded.

"You live another ten days!"

"Ten days later."

"I'll help you solve this problem of Cao Gang leader!"

After saying this, Su Chen disappeared without a trace.

Tenth on the Heavenly Ranking.

In his mouth, it seemed like a trivial matter.

The same is true.

When Su Chen became famous, this Cao Gang leader was still hovering at the top and was not even qualified to look up to Su Chen.

"Baby."

"We finally got the chance to rob our Cao Gang."

far away.

There were members of the Youcao gang, who came with weapons in hand and fierce looks on their faces, among them was the young and strong figure of Hu Zi.

The young man Chu Ying gritted his teeth, his whole body glowing with golden light, and instead of running away he attacked back, his muscles and bones trembling as he rushed towards the Cao Gang members.

"Don't embarrass Zhang Gui."

Su Chen whispered.

He never went far away and was always watching here.

of course.

If you die, you will die.

He just felt a little sorry for his old friend, that's all.

(End of this chapter)