The King of The Worlds

Faintly uttering two words, Qin Yi's mind quickly flashed, throwing out all the strength and skills that he could not use at the moment.

"A-level ninjutsu, B-level ninjutsu, A-level ninjutsu, useless physical skills, fruit abilities, etc.!"

Qin Yi will no longer be able to use these techniques and abilities from sacrifices in the future, and there will be shortages. But for Qin Yi, it has no effect. There are more than thousands of people under him at this moment, and the abilities that can be borrowed are also vast.

He only needs to keep a part, and his strength will not drop at all.

Half an hour later, Qin Yi sacrificed almost 30% of the skills of the entire state of Qin. After sweat oozed from his forehead, he just let out a breath.

"stop!"

After uttering the two words, the channel that swallowed the sacrificial object trembled in the dark, and stopped swallowing.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible force descended and covered Qin Yi's body.

"Cross the boundary gate and step into the fairy sword."

"Sword Immortal Civilization, here I come!"

Qin Yi's eyes shone brightly, and he stepped out in three steps, entering the boundary gate.

The surrounding space was filled with colorful lights, and Qin Yi stood quietly, waiting.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the eyes suddenly brightened, and when the scene completely came into view, Qin Yi saw it clearly.

This is a flower garden, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

And in his hand, he was holding a watering can at this time, as if he was watering the flowers and plants.

"Uncle Chang Yi, the master told you to come over."

Qin Yi was taken aback for a moment, and when he turned his head, he saw a man with delicate features, about twenty years old, looking at him curiously.

In a blink of an eye, in Qin Yi's mind, he already understood his identity and role at the moment, he was the generation of Shushan Changzi, and at the same time, he was also the younger brother of Xu Changqing, the head of Shushan at this time. It's just that he's from the same school but from a different department, he's just a disciple of an elder from the Qing generation, but it's not wrong to be called Senior Brother Xu Changqing among his peers.

"Xu Changqing."

Murmuring in his heart, Qin Yi also understood.

He came to the fairy sword time,

It's not after the plot of Immortal Sword One begins, but before. During Xu Changqing's tenure, it should be between three and one.

The background of the Immortal Sword series is in the same world. No matter which world he enters, except for the difference in the limit of the power he can touch, he will probably face the same space. In this way, Qin Yi is also enlightened, in this huge world, I am afraid that he should try to keep a low profile as much as possible.

Otherwise, one is not good, and those who stand in the world of gods and immortals will probably not be stingy to attack him.

"Uncle Chang Yi."

The handsome man frowned, seeing him in a daze, he couldn't help calling out again.

"Oh, lead the way, what's your name?"

Qin Yi smiled lightly and said.

"My name is Dugu Yuyun, Grand Master Uncle."

The handsome man replied.

Qin Yi was walking, and when he heard the name, he suddenly paused again, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Are you Dugu Yuyun?"

The man in front of him turned out to be the later head of Mount Shu, that is, the Dugu Sword Master who imprisoned Zhao Ling'er in the Demon Locking Tower. And he is actually Dugu Sword Saint's Grand Master Uncle!

Dugu Yuyun frowned, he felt that this grand master was a bit frivolous, but due to etiquette, he replied again: "Yes, grand master, my name is Dugu Yuyun."

On the surface, both of them are about twenty years old, but there is no difference between them.

Qin Yi was full of interest: "How old are you this year?"

"I'm thirty years old, Grand Master Uncle."

Dugu Yuyun was impatient in his heart, but he was still polite on the surface.

"Thirty years old, tsk tsk tsk!"

Qin Yi smashed his mouth, he was older than him.

"Am I very old? Uncle Grand Master, you are already fifty years old, shouldn't you click your tongue even more."

Dugu Yuyun couldn't help laughing. ..

He felt that this Grand Master Uncle, whom he had never met before, had the personality of a new student, frivolous and ignorant.

"I, fifty years old?"

Qin Yi was taken aback for a moment, and only then did he react. He is of the same generation as Xu Changqing, who is the leader at this time, and fifty years old is not too old. It's just that this young face is really inconsistent with the age. But in a blink of an eye, thinking that this is the world of cultivating immortals, and counting hundreds or thousands of years old, it is only infancy, and I feel relieved.

Next, when Qin Yi spoke, Dugu Yuyun responded, but he didn't make a sound, and the future sword master remained silent with his face hanging.

After many turns and detours, Dugu Yuyun brought Qin Yi to the gate of the main hall of Shushan Mountain.

"The head is inside, please go in, Grand Master Uncle."

Qin Yi nodded and stepped in.

After entering the main hall of Shushan Mountain, Qin Yi glanced around and found that many people had already gathered in the hall. Moreover, they were all vaguely familiar faces. After the sacrifice, the identity information obtained has been slowly flowing into his heart since just now.

"They are all elders of the regular generation. Is something serious going on in Shushan?"

He had doubts in his heart, but he didn't say much. Instead, he found a corner and watched silently.

The identity obtained by the sacrifice was that he was a disciple of an elder in the Qing Dynasty in Shushan. Seeing that his aptitude was not bad when he was young, he was accepted as a disciple and brought back to Shushan as a disciple. But for fifty years, this Chang Yi has no intention of cultivating, instead he is quite obsessed with flowers and plants. The elders of the Qing Dynasty had no choice but to let him raise flowers, and did not place any hope on him to become stronger through cultivation, to slay demons and slay demons.

This upbringing lasted for fifty years, and because of an adventure in the middle, Chang Yi ate a Zhuyan Pill, and he has maintained his appearance of around twenty years old, which is really lucky.

"So, my identity at the moment is set with no cultivation at all?"

Qin Yi sighed.

No wonder, he didn't receive any information about the exercises. This sacrificial technique is really stingy, he has dedicated so much, but he only got the status of a Shushan Changzi, and there is no return of strength.

"Shushan has been established for hundreds of years, and the successive heads have always been conscientious, determined to become stronger, and devoted themselves to killing demons and demons, and maintaining peace in the world."

"Cultivating immortality requires cultivating virtue first. Since its establishment, the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect has always regarded helping the world and saving people as its own duty. In comparison, attaining the Tao and becoming an immortal is only second."

"This time, the Shushan Wonderland began to collapse due to inexplicable reasons, and everything inside the gate must be based on stability."

"And among them, you, as elders of the ordinary generation, uncles, should also be urged and cautious at all times."

Standing at the forefront, the middle-aged man with lightning-like eyes glanced down, his whole body mighty and majestic. After Qin Yi took a look, he immediately knew that this person was Xu Changqing, the head of Shushan at the moment.

"Next, I will make arrangements. Everything inside the door should be paid more attention at this time."

Xu Changqing said in a deep voice.

Then, he began to call names one by one, give orders, and assign tasks. Some of these elders were sent out, some stayed inside the gate, some were in charge of logistics, and some were in charge of law enforcement. The scene was orderly and not chaotic.

Soon, Qin Yi's front desk was empty.

Xu Changqing was also at this moment, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and swept towards Qin Yi.

"Chang Yi."

After only one cry, Xu Changqing frowned, and his eyes were full of sternness.

"After all these years, your cultivation is still so low."

"As a member of the Shu Mountain sect and a disciple of the regular generation, you are not even as good as some beginner disciples."

"Don't you feel ashamed?"