Chapter 85: The Immortal Arrives in the Turbid World
Su Chen didn’t know how strong the first-grade was, perhaps he could be considered the strongest under the innate level.

Perhaps, more innate.

No one will know unless we fight.

"Grow well."

Su Chen patted the spirit seed and walked out of the palace without leaving any trace on the snow. But just as he stepped out of the library, he saw a red sedan coming from afar.

A familiar figure.

It was just that his white hair and old face made Su Chen hardly recognize him.

He, wearing a bright red robe, walked past Su Chen and entered the library alone, his eyes dazed.

He is Yu Zhong.

He used to be the head of the Western Factory. Now he is in great glory, favored by Emperor Jie, in charge of the Seal Office, and stands at the top of the eunuch system.

"When Chief Steward Ye was in office, the Military Supervision Bureau and the various forces of the Old Liang wanted to help Prince Jie, who held the Black Dragon Edict, ascend to the throne..."

"Master Su, did our family do something wrong?"

"But……"

"All people are at peace."

"Isn't this your long-cherished wish?"

Yu Zhong was sad. He stood beside the recliner in the library, serving, boiling tea and water. However, the person on the recliner would never come back.

He poured tea.

Cup after cup.

The water is cold.

The night is also deep.

Su Chen did not leave. In the wind and snow, he blended with the heaven and earth. He opened his mouth but did not know how to describe himself.

He just stared at Yu Zhong like that.

"Master Su, Xiao Zhongzi is too useless to catch up with you."

"Even the Grandmaster cannot break through..."

Yu Zhong was sitting on a recliner, talking about trivial matters, as if, just like during the Tianwu period, there was a lazy little eunuch in black sitting on the recliner.

Su Chen stood beside him, listening carefully.

Yu Zhong didn't know.

The person he wanted to see was right beside him.

At last.

Yu Zhong cried bitterly.

"Master Su, do you know?"

"Jie!"

"Kill Qingque..."

"And I actually stood up for him in your name and helped him secure the throne of Liangrentianxia."

Su Chen was silent.

Greenbird.

Even though six years had passed, he still remembered it.

She was a chirping girl, really like a bluebird.

A foolish girl actually believed his lies and believed that he was just an ordinary eunuch.

As long as he says it, no matter what nonsense it is, I am willing to believe it.

A girl who wants to protect him, the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal and the best practitioner in the world.

Trance.

He returned to that night.

before the tomb.

heavy rain.

He held an umbrella for the girl.

The girl held his hand, her eyes helpless, as if to say, don't abandon me, I only have you.

So, Jie, killed her?
why.

Is it just for that dragon throne?
Jie is not that kind of person.

Su Chen wanted to say this.

can.

A feeling of sadness surrounded his heart.

original.

This bluebird holds such a great importance in his heart.

"Master Su!"

"Xichang is the sword that Lord Xu left for you, but I was unable to slash the person who hurt you with it..."

Yu Zhong was crying bitterly.

No rain.

He is crying.

Yu Zhong is dying!
He really wanted to catch up with Su Chen.

pity.

He had little talent, and relied on half a thousand-year-old ginseng to advance from the third rank to the first rank. Six years later, he had reached the peak, which was his limit.

He rushed to become the Grandmaster.

True essence is exhausted.

All five internal organs are damaged.

The original thirty years of life were halved, and then halved again.

"The world is stable, and it's good for him to be the emperor..."

The tree beard surges.

The young man in black clothes, who looked like an immortal, returned to the old place of the library. He came over, looked at the old man who was the same age as him but looked like he was about to die, and patted his shoulder.

"I never blamed you."

The Qi of Immortality nourishes Yu Zhong's weak body. Although it cannot increase his lifespan, it can allow him to live well for the rest of his life.

"You are not Xu Han, nor Zhang Gui. You don't need to take care of me. Just be yourself."

a long time.

There was no movement in the library.

Outside, there was a eunuch who was worried about Yu Zhong's seal, so he broke in and woke up Yu Zhong, who was lying on the recliner with tears streaming down his face.

"My family, it was a very real dream."

Yu Zhong smiled.

But the tears could not be stopped.

Is it really a dream?
He doesn't know either.

Su Chen left.

He wanted to go back to the pharmacy.

But the palace was too big, and as he walked, he got lost and came to a door guarded by imperial guards.

This place is called the Imperial Study.

He wants to leave.

can.

His heart wouldn't allow it.

tonight.

No wind and no snow.

Su Chen waited and waited. He wanted to wait for Emperor Jie in the imperial study to come out and ask loudly why Qingque wanted to be killed.

but.

He never waited.

Royal study room.

Brightly lit!

Emperor Jie is reviewing memorials.

"Your Majesty, Nanyang County was hit by a flood, and more than half of the money allocated was embezzled. In addition, officials and bandits colluded to sell the victims to the Demon Mountain..."

"kill!"

Emperor Jie said.

"But, the Nanyang County Magistrate is the biological mother of your son and the younger brother of the Queen of a country. Killing her may..."

"kill!"

"It should serve as a warning to others!"

Emperor Jie was indifferent.

He handled all the state affairs one by one.

Just started.

Becoming an emperor is just to reach the top of the immortal path.

but.

just now.

He rekindled his hope, wanting someone to recognize him as the emperor.

The nameless orphan girl died.

The current prime minister and his trusted confidant General Lei did it together.

By the time he found out, it was already a done deal.

Except anger.

There was actually a hint of happiness.

She is dead.

perhaps.

You can be friends with him.

for him.

He decided to be a good emperor.

just.

He waited and waited, searching in the palace, mistaking many young eunuchs in black for him, but he never saw him again.

That person likes to watch the fun.

He allowed the old Zhou emperor to assassinate him and invited him to watch a great show, but unfortunately, he still did not come.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest."

A court official reminded him.

Pointed outside.

It's very late.

There was also heavy snow falling.

got windy.

It's snowing again.

"Ah."

Emperor Jie nodded and looked outside, but after just one glance he couldn't take his eyes away.

He waited.

Outside, there was a figure, dressed in black, like an immortal young man, who looked at him for a long time through the door.

The second level of momentum is the fusion of heaven and earth.

The first grade can’t see it.

Grandmaster, can’t see it either.

But, he could see it.

A high-level Qi Refiner, on par with a congenital grandmaster! This is why he was able to sit firmly on the throne of the emperor and keep the world stable in this chaotic world.

Jie, very happy.

He is asking.

"I have followed the imperial policy of the previous emperor Xuanlong. The three religions have bowed down, the nine clans have submitted, and the world is stable. There will be no more wars. Am I a good emperor?"

The ministers in the hall, half of them from Zhou and half from Liang, looked at each other, thinking that Emperor Jie was questioning them, so they all knelt on the ground, bowed their heads, and shouted in unison.

"Emperor Shengming."

"The people are so lucky!"

Jie, don't even look at them.

Just waiting.

Wait and wait.

He waited for a long time.

The ministers' knees are numb from kneeling.

He also didn't wait for the fairy-like figure outside the imperial study, who was separated by a door, to praise him.

Jie was disappointed.

The world's countless praises cannot defeat his silence.

"The rivers of the world, the well-being of all people, and the stability of the human race, are they not worth the death of an unknown orphan girl?"

Jie is asking.

Trance.

He seemed to have returned to that night.

wind and rain.

The blood is soaring.

He sat on the dragon throne, gazing out at the Jinjiang River, and asked the questions he had always wanted to ask in the midst of the wind and snow that night.

"Which is more important, the world, the people, or her?"

The officials were in an uproar.

Only then did they realize that Emperor Jie was not talking to them.

There was someone outside the imperial study.

just.

They looked left and right, but couldn't find any human figure.

What a practice this is!

High-level Qi Refiner?
Or is it above the three realms master, the innate grand master?

"The world is important and all people are important."

"She is also heavy." Su Chen answered.

He took out the scroll of the late emperor's will that Jie had taken from his arms and placed it at the door of the imperial study.

The sword he had conceived had not yet been swung out.

Not afraid anymore.

Just a little scared.

then.

In Jinjiang Camp.

He casually struck his sword and killed the Flame Emperor, which brought about the current prosperous Liang Dynasty. However, millions of Zhou people returned to their bitter and cold land.

The people are still suffering.

However, he changed from tens of millions of Liang people to tens of millions of old Zhou people. For the past five years, day and night, his ears were filled with the wailing of the miserable souls of the Zhou people thousands of miles away.

Also, the regret in Emperor Yan’s eyes before he died.

The support of all people!
The Flame Emperor is also thinking about the people.

But it’s all for the sake of Zhou people.

The people of Liang were praising him, but millions of people of Zhou were cursing him, day and night, in his ears, never stopping.

he was thinking.

Was that sword strike a wrong way?

Since then, he buried the Xichen Sword in the ground for the second time and never drew it again, at least, he would never draw it to kill the emperor.

He was afraid of making another mistake.

"You are indeed a good emperor."

"only."

"It's too late to meet you."

"If I had to do it all over again, I would still choose Qingque instead of you..."

Su Chen left.

Gone with the snow and wind.

At this time.

Near the palace, only the grandmaster worshipped by the royal family dared to come out, looking at the direction where the wind and snow were going with some fear.

Among them, there are many powerful masters who are just one step away from reaching the third realm.

even.

There is also the powerful Gu Yu Grandmaster lurking.

But, they couldn't see Su Chen's figure.

"Dissolve."

“This is the state of fusion.”

“But even if he is at the third level of Grandmaster, with a body as powerful as a dragon and at the level of fusion, he wouldn’t dare to be so terrifying!”

"Who is this person!"

The master trembled, frightened by Su Chen's power.

even.

They all wondered if this person was the terrifying sub-innate as rumored, above the third level of Grandmaster and below the Innate Grandmaster.

"He is the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal!"

Jie pushed open the door of the imperial study, walked out, and picked up the imperial edict from the late emperor Xuanlong that conferred the title on him on the ground.

The Grand Master bowed his head, and all the ministers knelt, all shouting with joy.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

"It has been approved by the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal."

"Even this number one cultivator in the world sent back the late emperor's will and acknowledged your status as the master of the world!"

Jie, however, remained silent.

He flicked his sleeves.

Fairy magic, the wind is coming.

moment.

It's quiet.

Everyone, including the Grandmaster, was swept away by him.

He remembered it clearly.

Su Chen also remembers it very clearly.

Farewell to the library.

The two meet again.

Maybe, it's a fight to the death.

“That’s not an admission.”

"He is just afraid that he will kill me by mistake, just like he killed the wrong Flame Emperor, causing the world to continue to be in chaos and the people to suffer..."

Rumbling--

The imperial study collapsed.

The snowstorm collapsed the imperial study.

Emperor Jie, there is a magic crystal called "Immovable as a Mountain", which has been shattered!

tonight.

The two people never met each other because of a door between them.

But there is murderous intent everywhere.

"Is this sub-xiantian? As expected, you are the number one cultivator in the world, and no one can catch up with you."

"pity."

"This world is no longer a place for human cultivation! If you are afraid of chaos in the world, then let it be."

A raging fire ignited in Jie's palm, and the emperor's last will and testament was burned.

He no longer needs his approval!

That's the case.

If we meet again, we'll fight to the death.

All people live and die.

It has nothing to do with him anymore.

……

……

The tree beard surges.

Su Chen turned into Doctor Xu again, walking on the snowy streets of the imperial city, and returned to the clinic and drugstore.

He turned a blind eye to the secret communication signals from Heiyuan all over the streets.

Only when Heiyuan is of use to him, he is the Black Lotus Saint. When he is not of use to him, sorry, who is Heiyuan?

"The pharmacy's business is as bad as ever."

See the pharmacy open.

Hu Zi, wearing a white fox fur coat that matched his tall stature, walked in in an inappropriate manner, leading a few followers.

at this time.

Su Chen was hugging the stove to keep warm.

Outside the imperial city, there was already chaos.

There are constant patrol guards in the market, running back and forth and posting notices. Judging from the situation, it seems that someone is wanted?
Su Chen didn't care.

Hu Zi, I am interested.

Soon.

He walked in somewhat angrily.

"Bastard!"

"Your Majesty, have you lost your mind? How dare you issue a wanted order..."

Hu Zi was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

On the wanted poster.

There is a portrait.

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

It was actually the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal.

"Wanted Snow Wind Sword Immortal, Emperor Jie, what do you think?"

The whole world was in uproar.

I don't understand what Emperor Jie meant.

Could it be that in the assassination on the snowy night in the ninth year of Xuanlong, the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal was also involved?
There are rumors flying.

Some people say that Fengxue Sword Immortal is dissatisfied with Emperor Zhou and wants to support a Liang emperor, or even become emperor himself.

Others said that this was because Emperor Jie saw that among the Liang people in the world, the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal had the highest prestige, surpassing himself, so he called a horse a deer and made a choice between the two.

Hu Zi, I believe the second one more.

He was extremely angry.

"If there was no Fengxue Sword Immortal, in the third year of Xuanlong, could he, a Zhou person, have sat firmly on the throne of the emperor of Daliang Mountain and River?"

Only Su Chen knows clearly.

This is not just what the rumors say.

“It’s not that complicated.”

"perhaps."

"It's just a child venting his anger."

"not to mention."

"The Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, a young man full of vigor and ambition, vowed to interfere with the imperial power and intervene in the world's affairs. After killing the Flame Emperor, he became confused and dared not swing his sword again!"

"He is nothing but trash."

Su Chen laughed at himself.

In his ears, there were countless miserable souls of the Zhou people in the past, present and even future, shouting at him.

Why were the people of Liang prosperous and well-off while the people of Zhou were still stuck in poverty and misery?

Zhou people, aren’t they just people?

Trance.

He saw the Flame Emperor.

The demonic energy is overwhelming.

Like a shadow.

Flame Emperor, asking him.

"There is only Liang Ren in your heart, so what is the difference between you and me!"

In order to please the common people and kill the Flame Emperor, Su Chen developed a demon in his heart.

Ascend to the highest realm.

It's not that easy.

Su Chen has been silent for four years, and the Flame Emperor's inner demon has also followed him for four years.

"You are not allowed to say that, Master Fengxue Sword Immortal, even if you are Doctor Xu who saved my life."

Hu Zi was very angry, his eyes turned red, he didn't understand why Su Chen was making fun of himself, he was so angry that he wanted to say something harsh, but he didn't say it.

He only left one sentence.

"The Wind and Snow Sword Immortal is a good man! He saved countless Liang people from suffering and despair..."

Hu Zi left.

Will you come back?

Su Chen didn’t know.

he was thinking.

If he returns to the Jinjiang military camp, will he strike with that sword again?

Think for a long time.

Su Chen opened his eyes, sharp and bright.

He will!
Because he is from Liang.

……

Imperial mausoleum.

On the river.

Several figures flew out, all of them were old and skinny, half human and half demon, with a hideous look and were extremely terrifying.

They are laughing.

"Hahaha! I found it."

"Plus, the Black Lotus Saint has the induction of at least two orbs."

"The ancestor is about to be born!"

The man in the lead, who looked like a young man, was actually the Great Yu Grandmaster who had once assassinated the emperor together with the Old Zhou.

He spread out his palms.

A black gem with a tiger cub on its face was revealed.

After they flew away.

Three figures emerged from the hastily dug passage at the bottom of the river.

A white-haired fairy.

A white-haired Great Yu Grandmaster.

Also, there was a statue with withered white hair and a red python robe that was filled with the aura of murderous evil.

Their longevity is flickering.

They all died soon.

"I keep my word."

"You help me, and I will help you prolong your life."

"Before that, I have to find someone first!"

The white-haired fairy has angry eyes.

He escaped from the predicament two hundred years ago.

But, six years ago, he was pushed into a sealed place by someone.

"Wusandao!"

"I will kill you!"

He was roaring.

(End of this chapter)