Chapter 273

"there must be!"

Wang Zhuo's words are eloquent.

Su Yi thought for a while and said, "Do you have a pen and paper with you?"

Wang Zhuo immediately took out a pen and paper from a treasure bag and handed it over.

Su Yi flicked his pen and hurriedly wrote a note to seal it up, then took out the black copper whistle that looked like a snail and blew it on his lips.

hum!

A strange rhythm resounded, spreading through the rain curtain to the sky above.

In just a moment, a swift light sparrow burst into the air, its wings were pale gray, like a small goshawk, with a pair of blue eyes and a pair of bright red claws.

Su Yi threw the note in his hand, Jiguangque's figure flashed, and he took the note in his mouth and flew away.

"You can leave now."

Su Yi turned to look at Wang Zhuo.

Wang Zhuo seemed to be in disbelief, and said, "Young Master Su is sure you want to release Wang?"

"You still think about how to go in the future."

With that said, Su Yi held the oil-paper umbrella and walked towards the distance.

The rain gradually became smaller, and the mist filled the mountains and fields, and soon Su Yi was no longer to be seen.

Wang Zhuo stared at this scene in a daze, and then he was sure that he had escaped the catastrophe.

He couldn't help laughing at himself: "I'm still one of the top ten innate martial sects in this great week. Compared with the real practitioners, I'm just an ant in the mundane world..."

With a long sigh, the ruler of the Tianxing Academy stood up and walked away, lonely.

...

Dark as ink.

The top of a lonely mountain.

The bonfire was raging, and a skinny old man with scribbled beards sat on the ground, holding a scroll of ancient books, quietly studying by the firelight, with a leisurely demeanor.

Not far away, a middle-aged monk wearing a cassock, with a shiny bald head and a fat body, lay on the soft straw and slept soundly, snoring like thunder.

On one side of a vigorous pine tree, sitting cross-legged, a man in a dark robe with an old-fashioned and serious appearance, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breath was long.

On the edge of the cliff, there was a young man in white robe sitting there, holding a brown and oily roast chicken in his hand, eating with a mouth full of oil, and his delicate face was full of enjoyment.

Suddenly, in the far-off night sky, a swift light sparrow came out of the sky.

The white-robed boy who was eating chicken reached out and pointed at the skinny old man by the bonfire, and said vaguely, "Go find him."

Swish!

The swift light sparrow landed on the shoulders of the skinny old man.

The skinny old man reluctantly put away the scroll in his hand, took out a round and clear bronze mirror from his sleeve robe, and made a tact in his hand, and lightly moved towards Ji Guang Que.

laugh!

Jiguang Que's body trembled, and the pair of green pupils shot out a magnificent and colorful light, and when it was reflected on the round copper mirror, a scene suddenly appeared.

That was the scene of the battle that took place in the Longqiao Station.

"It started so soon?"

The skinny old man was surprised.

Soon, when he saw the scene where Su Yi killed the woman who was Fuqin with his sword in the air, the skinny old man couldn't help but be moved and murmured:

"What a terrible swordsmanship!"

As one of the seven elders of Shifang Pavilion distributed in Dazhou, the skinny old man naturally knew that this woman who played the qin was a congenital martial sect from Daqin.

His name is Huang Duanyu, titled "Qin Sword Master", proficient in swordsmanship and piano skills, and his strength is placed in the territory of Dazhou, which is enough to be a king and a minister.

But it was such a congenital Martial Sect who was split in half by a sword!

That bloody scene made the skinny old man gasp.

"I'll take a look."

The boy in the white robe came over with the half-eaten roast chicken, and stared at it smartly.

Looking at that scene, his face was full of curiosity.

Soon, when he saw the "Six Harmony Qi Gathering Formation" formed by Tie Kong and the eighteen figures attacking, the white-robed boy clicked his tongue and exclaimed:

"This battle formation is so powerful that the strength of Tie Kong's 'Violent Violent Ape' has at least doubled, and he can compete with Wang Zhuo."

But not long after the voice fell, the white-robed boy was stunned, holding the roast chicken in his hands dumbly, his delicate cheeks were full of shock.

The skinny old man on one side also had his eyes straight.

Another sword, slashing Tiekong, breaking the battle formation, and smashing the earth!

"Is this what a person with the second level of Grandmaster can do?"

A strange cry sounded, and I don't know when, the fat monk who was lying and slumbering, also came over. When he saw this scene, his fat cheeks shook violently, and his face was full of surprise.

The boy in white robe murmured, "This sword is not simple!"

The skinny old man said, "Su Yi's background is even more terrifying!"

Saying that, they looked at the fat monk and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

This is also the first time that the elders of the Shifang Pavilion have seen Su Yi's battle, although they have already learned about Su Yi's details through various means.

But when they actually saw this bloody battle that could be described as crushing with their own eyes, it made them unable to calm down.

The skinny old man pondered: "It seems that we need to re-evaluate Su Yi's fighting strength."

The white-robed boy sighed, "I suddenly feel some sympathy for those guys who are planning to snatch Su Yi's fortune..."

The fat monk snatched half of the roast chicken from the hands of the white-robed boy, took a savage bite, and stirred his cheeks and said:

"It's good, if it's said that this kid was not taken away by some old monster, I wouldn't believe it if the monk was killed!"

Just as he was talking, the man in the black robe who was sitting cross-legged on the pine tree came over, his stern and serious face was full of displeasure: "Shouting, what a formality!"

As he said that, he frowned and saw the scenes of Wang Zhuo killing the thin old man and the other eighteen strong men, and he couldn't help but say, "King Qingxun actually confessed?"

The skinny old man looked complicated and said with emotion: "It is understandable to save his life. After all, his opponent is too terrible."

And when they saw the strange scene after Su Yijian killed the black civet cat, the expressions of the four elders of the Great Zhou Shifang Pavilion all changed.

"This black civet cat has a ghost attached to it!?"

"The origin of the demon soul is destined to be difficult."

"Unfortunately, I can't understand their conversation..."

Since these scenes were all seen by Jiguang Que from thousands of meters away, they could only see the picture, but could not hear any sound.

As a result, the four skinny old men did not know that the wisp of demon soul was actually transformed by the soul of a great spiritual monk who called himself "True Monarch Lihuo".

But even so, such a strange scene surprised them all.

At this point, all the pictures disappeared.

The skinny old man put away the round copper plate, glanced at the other three, and said, "Do you think the details of such a battle should be announced to the public?"

The black-robed man spoke first and said, "If you do this, you will definitely offend Su Yi. After all, these battle details will most likely be used by his enemies."

The white-robed boy couldn't help but reminded: "Don't forget, we have sold Su Yi's trace as information this time. If I were Su Yi, I must have hated our Shifang Pavilion."

The fat monk touched his shiny head and couldn't help but complain:

"I don't know what the boss is thinking. If you have to mix it in, you have to exchange Su Yi's trace for money. It's just getting into the eyes of money."

Everyone else was silent for a while.

Among the seven elders of the Shifang Pavilion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the first elder is the number one person, who holds the power and speaks the truth, and is called "the chief" by them.

The Great Elder is good at everything, but there is only one problem, that is, he is too obsessed with accumulating money.

Like this trace of Su Yi, it was sold by the elders as top-secret information.

The white-robed boy muttered, "If the boss knew the details of this battle, I don't know if he would regret using Su Yi's whereabouts to make money."

The other three said in unison: "The boss will definitely not regret it!"

They know too well that as long as they can make money, there is nothing that the boss dare not do.

At this moment, there was another sound of breaking in the night sky in the distance—

A swift light sparrow flew over and landed on the shoulders of the white-robed boy.

"Hey, there's a note."

The white-robed boy took a note from Jiguangque's mouth and opened it.

Everyone put their heads together.

Just see the writing on it: "Take the trace of someone Su to make money? Yes, but you need to give me 90%, otherwise, don't blame me for coming to the door to settle accounts in the future."

"Furthermore, don't say anything inappropriate, see no evil, next time I find out that there is a dazzling sparrow watching my battle, I will definitely kill it."

Signed: Su Yi.

The handwriting was flowing and flying, the iron painted silver hooks, and the force penetrated the back of the paper, just like a series of fierce swords slamming vertically and horizontally.

"He... how dare he threaten us?"

The white-robed boy said in a daze.

The fat middle-aged man sighed: "Look, I'm right, this Su Yi is obviously dissatisfied with our Shifang Pavilion!"

The black-robed man said sharply: "But he didn't stop us from leaking his trace."

"But... how could the boss promise to share 90% of the wealth."

The skinny old man shook his head for a while.

The black-robed man said: "Let the boss decide this matter himself."

"Alright."

The other three happily agreed.

They don't want to provoke Su Yi, who is suspected of being taken over by the old monster. What if the family really comes to settle the account?

Soon, this note from Su Yi was taken by Jiguangque and flew away.

Time ticks by.

Until the night fades and the day will break.

The skinny old man and the others received a letter from the Great Elder of Shifang Pavilion.

The letter contained only one sentence: "Do as he says."

Seeing this, the skinny old man and the others were all surprised. When was the boss willing to spit out the meat he had eaten in his mouth?

The fat monk scratched his head: "This is not the style of the head."

The white-robed boy gloated and speculated: "The boss must be afraid of being targeted by a scumbag like Su Yi... Although the boss is very strong, Su Yi may also be an old demon who has been taken away. Who can't be afraid?"

The black-robed man frowned and said, "The boss must have noticed something to make such a decision."

"What are you thinking about, the top priority is to quickly reply to Su Yi, no matter what you think, monk, I don't want to be targeted by this dangerous guy..."

The obese monk urged.

Seeing this, the other three nodded.

Soon, a swift light sparrow took the reply from Shifang Pavilion and left.

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