Chapter 90 Xuanyuan Treasure Tree
This Great Yu Shuxian is still somewhat useful. At least he is quite stupid and can get the secret out of him with just one move.

I don’t know how he practiced qigong to reach the top.

"Ok?"

"He heard... the secret of the human world?"

"How can it be!"

“Even the legendary Xiantian cannot break through this layer of heavenly secrets.”

Yu Le walked over, startled and suspicious. He looked at Su Chen who was standing there in a daze, wondering if he had heard it.

Qi and blood exit the state of fusion.

Su Chen pretended to be confused.

"Why don't you just open your mouth and say anything?"

Yu Le, gnawing on a pork elbow in soy sauce, opened his Dharma Eyes to the maximum, circled Su Chen with his fist, and looked at Su Chen inside and out.

This is a person with ordinary blood and energy, who is unremarkable, a little weak, and an insignificant mortal among the mortals.

After being investigated by the Dharma Eye.

Yu Le felt relieved.

In this world, even other Qi-cultivating immortals who have reached the pinnacle cannot escape the detection of his magical eyes, unless they are at the same level as the third immortal.

But, in such a small capital city, how could a doctor in a clinic be a hidden and terrifying boss?

Just a mortal.

It seemed that he was worrying too much.

"Serve me with delicious food and drinks."

"Wait for my arrival."

"I promise you a life of wealth and glory. Even if you want to become an immortal, even though you are a little old, it may not be impossible."

Yu Le patted Su Chen's shoulder and gnawed on the braised pork elbow.

boom!
outside the house.

There was an explosion.

Yu Le, curiously, stretched his head to take a look.

"After eating, clean up the clinic."

Done.

Su Chen held the hand warmer, lazily lying on the recliner, continuing to doze off.

He wasn't curious about the explosion.

Emperor Jie died.

The first place to fall into chaos was the imperial city.

And then.

It's the whole world.

All he had to do was wait for the birth of a peerless hero who would crush Zhou and Liang and establish a new dynasty, a truly unified dynasty.

"Aren't you curious?"

Yu Le is back.

He changed into a Taoist robe made of green silk satin, his hair was tied up with a tree branch, and his wine gourd was hung around his waist. He looked like a Taoist priest with a fairy-like demeanor.

"Let's see how it goes?"

"Just taken from a corpse."

"Tsk, tsk."

"The palace is really in chaos."

"Many first-grade cultivators, even Grandmasters, have died! For a single Ten Ultimate Immortal Technique, tsk tsk ..."

Yu Le was amazed, turned around in front of Su Chen and asked Su Chen.

"How about it?"

"This dress fits me, doesn't it?"

This is the Taoist robe from the Tianshi Mansion, and Su Chen recognized it at the first glance.

People from the three sects of Daliang also came.

After all, it concerns the inheritance of the throne of the world.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I am just an ordinary doctor, with the body of an ant. Any cultivator can crush me to death with one foot."

"Please don't harm me. If you get involved, my body will be shattered to pieces..."

Su Chen turned over and continued to feel drowsy.

just.

He was the one who started this chaos himself. There are still many old friends in this imperial city. How can he escape this cause and effect?

night.

The chaos in the palace gradually subsided.

However, inside and outside the imperial city, undercurrents were surging and chaos continued.

There is news.

The ancient masters searched the imperial palace, hoping to obtain the inheritance of the ten ultimate magic arts and the mountains of weapons and armor.

Lord Longxuan, coming on the waves.

When he arrived at the imperial city, he made ten moves and defeated ten great masters of the same realm in a row, which made the two sub-innate masters look at him with surprise.

Unexpectedly.

This inspiration actually flew to the baby in the cradle.

The ancient masters looked at the emperor's son with red eyes.

It seemed that the two sub-innates were about to kill.

At last.

A horse-drawn carriage arrived, and a white-haired eunuch lifted the curtain to welcome the emperor and empress. The emperor's son also got in the carriage and left the palace.

No one dared to stop them along the way, even Grandmaster Gu had to give way.

Just because.

This man's name is Yu Zhong.

He was just an insignificant eunuch of the first rank, very old and dying, not worth mentioning, but... there was a terrifying person standing behind him.

Even the sub-innate ones will tremble.

"Do you also think that Emperor Jie shouldn't die?"

"Yes."

"He really shouldn't have died."

"But he must die."

Su Chen released the carrier pigeon, burned the note, climbed to the roof of the clinic, and looked towards the distant river at the carriage that had already boarded the Cao Gang's ship.

there.

Yu Zhong was also looking towards the imperial city.

Escorted by Long Xuanjun.

Ya Xiantian followed him all the way.

See the emperor's son want to leave.

Finally, Ya Xiantian couldn't hold back any longer.

"Go away!"

Sima Kong roared.

boom!
Lord Long Xuan took a step forward, running like a dragon. The rivers and the earth were shaking, but they were no match for Ya Xiantian's palm.

He was beaten back!
"Retreat thirty miles."

"I have given the Snow Wind Sword Immortal a favor."

"Now, leave the Emperor's son here!"

Two sub-innate beings were both roaring, one on the left and one on the right, walking on the waves.

however.

next moment.

Their faces changed greatly.

Because, above the Nujiang River, the originally clear sky suddenly became cold, with wind and snow falling.

The Wind and Snow Sword Immortal is coming?

hiss!
The two sub-innate beings trembled and dared not move an inch.

Even though they had never seen the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal at all, just the name and the wind and snow were enough to scare them out of their wits.

that's it.

The big ship sailed away and disappeared.

The ancient masters looked at each other. The so-called heroes of the Heavenly Alliance remained silent, bowed to the wind and snow, and scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to pursue anymore.

On the big ship of Caobang.

"Mr. Su, I'm sorry, I want to be willful for once. I've lived long enough. I don't want to use this ginseng to prolong my life, I want to use it on this child..."

Yu Zhong reached out to take the falling snow, muttering to himself.

He has white hair, cloudy eyes, and is full of old age, but his heart is bright.

Emperor Jie ruled the people for five years.

He saw it all.

For some reason, Su Gong was so stubborn that he caused chaos among the people, and he was determined to be executed.

but.

Mr. Su cannot be wrong.

Emperor Jie is not wrong either.

That's the case.

Let this child take over from his father and put an end to the chaos in this world.

"Jie hasn't named you yet."

"After that."

"Your name is Zhou Luoxue, right?"

The big ship goes away.

On the river, there is a figure who stretches out his palm, catches the falling snow, feels the charm of it, and marvels at it.

"hehe."

"interesting."

"This Fengxue Sword Immortal is so powerful."

"I just don't know."

"Compared to me, who is stronger and who is weaker..."

Under his feet, he was not walking on the waves, but on a reed, like a lone boat, moving without wind, slowly heading towards the imperial city.

He is not a sword immortal, but a sword master.

Some people have just woken up.

The luck of the mountains and rivers that had been gathering above the imperial city did not stop with the chaos in the world, but instead became faster and faster.

In the medical clinic.

Su Chen was drinking tea on the rooftop.

Burn tea and boil water.

But this time, there was a bit of loneliness.

"After this separation, I'm afraid we'll never see each other again."

Su Chen poured the tea three times in a row towards the direction of the departing ship.

Yu Zhong is dying.

But he refused to continue his life.

Even at the cost of his life, he would leave the immortal fate of Yunyin Mountain to Emperor Jie's child, so that he would remember this special child.

That night, the imperial city was in chaos.

The powerful and influential people packed their bags, drove their carriages overnight, and left the imperial city, which was a place of trouble.

There were also powerful people who moved into the imperial palace, eager to sit on the dragon throne and want to compete for the world.

The night wind is somewhat lonely and a little cold.

Ever since Yu Le picked up a set of Taoist robes, he became addicted to picking up trash and he went to pick up trash somewhere.

Su Chen left the clinic.

The streets were empty.

He merged with the heaven and earth and came to the palace. He revisited the old place again and again and became more and more silent.

Twenty-seven years passed.

Things are wrong.

The palace had long since changed its appearance and had no connection with the palace in the 23rd year of Tianwu.

"It turns out that this place has become a peach forest."

Su Chen walked through the mass grave in the palace, where countless eunuchs and palace maids were buried, as well as the burial ground for the bodies of refugees.

But he found that there were peach trees everywhere with blossoms, and birds and animals were running around, without any trace of the bloodshed of the past.

Su Chen continued walking.

The old site of a pharmacy.

The shore of the lake now.

Su Chen looked ahead, trying to recall the little eunuch who knelt at the palace gate, together with the prime minister, without fear of life or death, and who shared compassion for the people.

Also, there is the young man who wants to roam the mountains and rivers, to give full play to his ambitions and to smash the injustices in the world.

But I can't remember his voice or appearance.

perhaps.

He died in the imperial mausoleum.

What escaped back was only his greed.

far away.

Su Chen was looking towards the Golden Palace.

There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

There were many powerful people fighting for the imperial seal and the dragon throne, and they were all from Liang.

Finally, one person reached the top and sat enthusiastically on the chair.

His name is Ye Xuan.

At last.

Su Chen came to the library.

In the medicine field.

That azure spiritual seed seemed to have witnessed the changes in the world as it sprouted branches and grew tender green leaves.

Before Su Chen arrived, there was already a person standing in the yard.

He was carrying the alchemy furnace.

Wrapped in black robe.

Hide your head and show your face.

He looked as if he didn't dare to show his true face to anyone.

"Did you plant this spiritual tree?"

The black robe asked. His voice was ethereal, like that of a boy, but also like that of a girl.

"Do you look like me?"

"I'm just an ordinary doctor. I want to sneak in and see if there's a chance to get two treasures from the palace out."

Su Chen shrugged.

"Not like."

Black Robe said.

Subsequently.

He added.

"I'm talking about stealing. You don't look like that."

"Although you look like an insignificant mortal among insignificant mortals, when I look at a person, I never look at his bones and blood, I look at his aura..."

"Your energy reaches the sky. I have only seen one person like you in the past eight hundred years."

"Even if you are just an insignificant mortal now, sooner or later you will be able to meet a wind-transforming dragon and soar into the sky for 90,000 miles."

Done.

The man in black robe stood up, cut off the fresh leaves of the young blue tree, and threw them into the alchemy furnace.

"You won't be able to wait for this tree to bear fruit."

"It's called Xuanyuan Fruit."

"Three hundred years to grow seven inches!"

"After ten sessions."

“That is to say, it will take three thousand years for a fruit to be produced, which can help a Qi-training immortal reach the top, or help open the gate of heaven, transcend the mundane world, and give birth to the most powerful innate dragon energy.”

The man in black robe sneered.

Three thousand years.

One hundred years and three generations.

It can send away hundreds of generations of people.

No matter how powerful the immortal who practices Qi cultivation is, or how terrifying the demon is, they cannot survive until that time even if they use all their tricks.

and.

This world has only lasted for a thousand years.

No matter how powerful the Xuanyuan fruit is, it is still useless. It is useless to eat it and a pity to throw it away.

"This branch and leaf is useful for the elixir I use to restore my vitality. I picked it."

"But I won't take it for nothing."

The man in black robe casually threw out a stack of wordless pages.

Su Chen is familiar with this thing.

It turned out that the sword page that he had obtained from the purple-robed man in Daliang was the ticket to the mysterious sword immortal.

The one in my hand has about nine pages.

"This friend..."

As soon as Su Chen looked up, he saw that the library was empty with only the gentle breeze. The scene just now seemed like an illusion to him.

"Alchemy furnace."

"Could it be Dayu Danxian?"

"In that case."

"The only thing missing is the most powerful Great Yu Sword Immortal."

Su Chen put the Sword Edge Law Page in his arms, brushed off the dust, and fell drowsy on the recliner in the library on this chaotic night.

hum!
A familiar feeling comes.

The sword edge page is getting hot.

That sword immortal is going to teach his skills in dreams again.

At first.

Su Chen was in a trance and didn't have time to react, but now that he had achieved the first level, he could clearly feel the other party's presence.

"This direction..."

"Ok?"

Su Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the river outside the imperial city, in the direction of the former Dayu Imperial Mausoleum.

This sword immortal is in the imperial mausoleum.

He saw clearly.

What sealed the immortals in the tomb?

There is a sword spirit, wrapped in thick mud, like an inverted sword, suppressing the entire imperial mausoleum and hundreds of tombs of immortals.

The mysterious sword immortal is the sword soul. It is his own power that suppresses the immortals in the tomb and creates a powerful seal for hundreds and thousands of years.

"Is this the Ten Absolute Immortal Techniques, the Spirit Embryo Technique?"

hum.

Su Chen's mind suddenly became clear.

How can there be so many sword masters!
The mysterious sword immortal who taught him the Dharma in his dream was the leader of the Three Immortals of Dayu, known for his ability to destroy all things with one sword, and the strongest sword immortal of Dayu.

"It turned out to be him..."

At this moment, Su Chen closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In his arms.

All nine pages of sword magic were burned out.

In a dream.

The white-robed swordsman, who was drinking tea and whose face could not be seen clearly, was suddenly stunned. After sensing all this, he stood up abruptly, somewhat confused and doubtful.

"This is……"

"Nine Pages Proud Son?"

"Good fellow, one more page and it will be ten pages. When it comes to sword talent, I'm afraid you'll soon see the back of my twelve-page talent."

In a dream.

Su Chen arrived.

The swordsman in white, with his hands behind his back, stared at Su Chen's face. He looked ordinary, except for his kind smile. He nodded with satisfaction.

Okay.

Good talent.

It's just that her appearance is average, not even one-tenth as good as his.

"You can get the sword fate page, yes, I have a sword, it is the sword of immortality, if you carefully comprehend three parts of it, you can travel all over the world, and it is no problem to directly reach the innate..."

The swordsman in white, with a smile on his face, spoke gently and was about to teach Su Chen the way of the sword.

however.

Before he could finish, Su Chen interrupted him.

hum!
The sound of swords was heard.

In this dream, a sword appeared in Su Chen's hand.

"In the past, I received guidance from the Sword Immortal. I learned how to use one sword to transform into three forms. Now I have learned how to use one sword to transform into two forms. I would like to ask the Sword Immortal for your guidance."

"This way, I can also comprehend the third sword as soon as possible..."

Su Chen bowed and spoke politely.

Ok?
Came in once more.

How come I have no impression?

Oh, he has an ordinary appearance. That’s okay. He probably didn’t remember him.

Ten pages of talent.

That’s pretty good. I can almost catch up with this proud boy on Page 12.

"Gesture me."

"I will send you to wield the third sword."

The swordsman in white smiled in a reserved and aloof manner.

When Yi Ye entered, what he taught should be just the basic first-grade sword skills, and his instruction was as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

"it is good!"

Su Chen nodded.

boom!
moment.

When the sword is slashed out, there is a stunning divine light, a shining dream, thousands of swords, and infinite changes in sword arts, all gathered in one sword, and exploded in a roar.

"This sword is called Star Burial!"

hum!
The swordsman in white glanced sideways, the hairs on his body trembling. Even he, an immortal at the top of the sword path, was fascinated by the grace of the sword.

"This sword is amazing! In the post-natal realm, it is the pinnacle of perfection. No other swordsmanship can surpass it!"

He was cheering, his eyes shining, and he couldn't help but admire.

next moment.

The swordsman in white reacted.

and many more.

wrong.

This sword is so magical, is it the sword he taught? How come he himself doesn't know that he has such a magical sword? ? ?
This is not some superficial sword technique. Even the sword technique of a master may not be as magical as this.

This is definitely not the sword he taught!
soon.

Su Chen swung out the second sword.

"This sword is for cutting the moon!"

boom!
The sword energy was vigorous, containing countless spirits, and it was ordinary, but when the sword was slashed down, a terrifying force that reached the sky burst out.

The swordsman in white was stunned, his heart trembling. The spirit contained in this sword made him tremble with fear.

Even he, only realized after seeing this sword, that the spirit in one's heart could be transformed into a sword and used to strike.

"This……"

"Bastard!"

"The last sword reached the pinnacle! This sword is faintly divine! You, are you deliberately provoking me?"

"This is not my sword at all!"

The swordsman in white was furious.

In a dream.

He also swung out a sword, with a fairy-like air. Wind and fire formed this terrifying sword, which slashed towards Su Chen, and forcibly cut Su Chen out of the dream.

This is the magic sword technique he wants to teach!

but.

Compared with the two stunning swords that Su Chen had slashed out earlier, it was much duller, but it was superior in terms of the power of the immortal way...

This is also the reason why the White-Robed Sword Immortal was angry.

"Boy!"

"Who gave you the courage to challenge a sword master like me?"

After beheading Su Chen, the sword immortal in white became furious and jumped up and pointed at the place where Su Chen had originally stood and cursed.

"Just wait for me."

"I have just realized that the two swords of yours are not inferior to the ordinary ones!"

a long time.

The sword fairy in white displayed countless swords in succession, and each sword was a newly developed first-class sword technique, a master's sword technique, or even an innate sword technique.

However, each of them was too simple and crude, and could not satisfy the white-robed sword immortal at all.

This is because, in terms of the stunningness of these sword techniques, even Su Chen’s first sword, the Star Burial, cannot compare to them.

"asshole!"

The swordsman in white was furious.

"What happened to this being?"

"Could it be... that he has gone astray..."

In the imperial mausoleum.

All the surviving immortals were awakened and looked at each other in confusion as the sword spirit jumped up and down, shaking the imperial mausoleum and causing huge waves in the rivers and lakes.

They had no idea.

This sword master, who was considered the most powerful sword master in the Great Yu era, was being annoyed and frustrated by a mortal cultivator.

soon.

In a dream.

The swordsman in white stared at the remnants of the two swords, as if he had discovered something, and fell silent for a while.

He swung out with his sword, and one sword had three variations.

Canyi actually met.

"..."

This time.

The White-robed Swordsman fell even more silent.

This is just an ordinary acquired sword.

After ascending to immortality through martial arts.

He has given it all up.

It’s just that this sword is so mediocre and there is nothing outstanding about it.

but.

This kid's two amazing sword skills were actually learned from his mediocre one sword with three variations.

However, on this basis, with his terrifying comprehension and enchanting talent, he created two even more terrifying swords.

The sword reaches the pinnacle and can be called the strongest acquired skill.

The other thing is vaguely divine and not inferior to the innate.

"How many pages of talent does this kid have? Hiss, could it be twenty pages..."

……

……

In the library.

Su Chen woke up from the recliner, thinking back to the immortal sword, and gained some enlightenment, with a bright light in his eyes.

"This white-robed swordsman is the leader of the three great swordsmen of Dayu. He must have some talent. His sword instruction gave me a vague understanding of the future of the third sword..."

The third sword is too far away. I am afraid that I will have to wait until I reach the ultimate master level before I can fully comprehend it.

These two swords are enough for now.

Su Chen didn't know.

That immortal sword was not a warning, but just the anger of the white-robed sword immortal.

Relying on his terrifying comprehension, he gained an understanding of the third sword from this angry sword, and that was all.

"The third sword can be put aside for now..."

"Who said that this spiritual tree will not bear fruit?"

"It is a spiritual seed after all."

"It's impossible to just give up like this."

Su Chen came over and pressed his palm on the young sapling. A surge of vitality flowed into the precious tree like a surging river...

He wants to ripen a spiritual tree!
Xuanyuan fruit!
It’s a sure win!

At that time, with a breath of innate dragon energy, he will become the strongest among the innate grandmasters!
(End of this chapter)