The King of The Worlds

The afterglow of the setting sun, like a layer of golden sand, slowly falls on Shushan Mountain.

Dugu Yuyun closed his eyes and faced the intersection leading to the foot of Shushan Mountain, and turned his head after a long, long time.

For hundreds of years, Shushan has not fallen down, and it is inseparable from the selfless dedication of generations of masters and disciples. They may have various flaws and deficiencies in their personalities, and they are respected or hated by countless people, but they also have personal preferences, such as Chang Hao, who doesn't like female disciples, so he sends all the women down the mountain to be commented by the world.

But their hearts are always facing Shushan, and they have never been deflected.

On this point, Qin Yi is fundamentally different from these people. He came to this world with his own ambitions and things to do.

He never forgot his identity. Although he had spent more time in this world than he had in the king's world, and already had deep feelings for him, Qin Yi knew deeply what he was here for.

On the second day after Chang Hao left, Qin Yi returned to Shu Mountain with his sword in hand.

He wore a green robe, and the rising sun fell on his shoulders, as if walking with the sun, dazzling and resplendent, which attracted the admiration of countless Shushan disciples.

In the eyes of his disciples, Qin Yi threw all the demons he captured during this trip into the Demon Locking Tower.

This is to clean up the legacy left by the previous head. The newly appointed him has established his prestige and fame, and restored the glory of Shushan, which has just experienced a big war.

Afterwards, Qin Yi returned to the Promise Pavilion.

He entered the retreat, and the authority of the master of Shushan is naturally different from that of ordinary disciples or elders. They can have access to the experience and sword skills left by the previous masters. This is a unique convenience dictated by their status.

In the eyes of all the disciples and elders, the door of the Wuji Pavilion was closed with a bang, and Qin Yi also began to disappear in the eyes of the world.

"Chang Hao, Xu Changqing, Qing Wei, and further up, Tai Qing!"

In the void in front of Qin Yi's eyes, thin volumes floated out one by one, showing him his personal way and their own characteristics.

His eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.

The training experience, notes, and sword skills of the twenty-four sect masters were all displayed in front of him at this moment.

For Qin Yi, these things are priceless treasures. If you can penetrate one by one,

Comprehension, whether it is for the realm or the improvement of one's own strength, will be of great help.

He is very clear that this period of retreat will be a period of rapid improvement in his strength.

After the cultivation base reached the Forgotten Dao Realm, it crossed a huge bottleneck and completed a transition from human to immortal. In terms of soul and spirit, it is already different from human beings, its lifespan grows, and its body becomes more perfect.

Qin Yi will naturally seize this time. He wants to integrate the martial arts of the previous masters of Shushan to create his own way.

Shushan, Qionghua, the essence of these two factions, if they can be integrated into one and make them all their own, how powerful will it be?

"One method turns ten thousand laws, one sword turns ten thousand swords."

Muttering, Qin Yi had pure sword intent in his eyes.

He already had a vague imprint on his own way.

It is his pursuit to change from moves to no moves. If he can comprehend and integrate all these, then the moves that come at hand are also powerful enough.

At that time, when he breaks through and comes out, what greets him will be a new world.

Shushan fell silent. Although there were winds and rains in the rivers and lakes, there were no waves.

One day about a month later, above Kunlun Mountain, a ray of sword light wobbled down.

"Let the old man find it easier!"

The old man with white beard and hair, with a haggard face, his hands seemed to be shaking.

He looked at the huge Kunlun Mountains, and a ray of light burst out from his cloudy eyes.

After panting for a while on the top of the mountain, the old man stretched out his trembling right hand and pointed a few times in the void.

"Smoke Mirror!"

Like ripples, a mirror-like image appeared in front of his eyes.

In the mirror, a majestic and spectacular sect appeared before the eyes.

"Qin Hua faction!"

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he became thoughtful.

Immediately afterwards, he tapped his finger again, ripples appeared on the mirror, and the distance was instantly shortened. When it became clear again, a delicate female face appeared.

"It's her."

"Fox!"

The old man shrank his eyes, and his right hand trembled to disperse the mirror.

Afterwards, he took a step forward, trembling on foot in the Kunlun Mountains, and walked towards the place where the woman was.

From a glance, this is an old man in a shabby Taoist robe, without a trace of sharp and powerful aura, no one would think that he is Chang Hao, the former head of Shushan.

This trip, Chang Hao came just for An Yi.

Not only did he want to cut off the love in Qin Yi's heart, but he also wanted to completely remove the only stain on him as the head of Shushan.

Qin Yi didn't understand in his heart, thinking that he was walking the free and unfettered way, and his comprehension was not thorough enough, but Chang Hao knew it very well.

Tao is Tao! Although he is flexible, he is also rigid! Qin Yi has not stepped through that love calamity, he is still in love.

At this point, he is not even as thorough as Dugu Yuyun. At this moment, you may not be able to see any difference, but the further you go to the back, the narrower Qin Yi's path will be!

He will not be able to climb to the top and become the most powerful immortal in the mortal world! Will miss, the only chance to confront the God Realm!

"As long as this witch exists, Chang Yi, you are going astray!"

"If you sacrifice your life to help you become enlightened, I am very willing!"

Muttering, Chang Hao's figure slowly disappeared.

This walk lasted for three days and three nights. He walked forward steadily without any haste. On the fourth day, at Limin hour, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

At the end of the dense forest ahead, ordinary people would not be able to see any mountain gates at all, but Chang Hao saw it clearly in his eyes.

"Qin Hua faction!"

"arrive!"

The cloudy eyes suddenly sharpened at this moment, becoming extremely clear.

Lifting his footsteps, Chang Hao stepped forward, his waist straightened up, and the bones and joints all over his body cracked, and his whole body was much taller at this moment.

What is even more surprising is that the wrinkled face, which was old just a moment ago, is also extremely young at this moment.

After taking three steps, Chang Hao regained his youth. Although his Taoist robe was damaged, his momentum became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, he is Chang Hao, the master of Shushan Mountain with his calm breath and majestic sword intent.

"Sacrifice one's life to become enlightened!"

"If you can't give up, I will give up for you!"

After saying these words in a concentrated voice, Chang Hao stepped into Qin Hua one step at a time.

"hum"

In an instant, the sword intent soared into the sky, the mountains and forests trembled, and the ground trembled.

The mighty, upright, and extremely sharp sword intent awakened everyone in Qin Hua.

Chang Hao was alone with a sword, his eyes were indifferent, and his body was full of murderous intent.

As soon as he entered the Qin Hua faction, his eyes shot straight at the place where An Yi was, and his sharp gaze even penetrated through countless buildings and directly penetrated the latter's body.

"puff!"

An Yi woke up startled, excited by the sword intent, a mouthful of blood spewed out, already injured.

"Be alert! Enemy attack!"

"Someone is going to kill the head wife!"