Chapter 475

Su Yi asked again.

Mrs. Xihua whispered: "Xue Xiao said that if the immortal master wants to go from Jinliucheng to Daxia Jiuding City, he will definitely pass through this place. When the immortal master passes by, he will definitely be attracted. The concubine is just doing what she says."

"It seems that this blood owl has been following me for a long time..."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

After he stepped into the Yuanfu realm, the power of the soul has already broken through again, and it is far from being comparable to the general spirit transformation realm.

But under such circumstances, he didn't notice a single abnormality along the way!

This undoubtedly proves that, in addition to being cautious in temperament, the great cultivator of the Spirit Transformation Realm, Xue Xiao, also possesses the most wonderful technique of restraining the breath and stealing traces!

Based on this alone, the blood owl is far more troublesome and more dangerous than Li Miaohong, a character in the spiritual realm.

Seeing that Su Yi was speechless, Mrs. Xihua panicked and kowtowed and pleaded:

"Immortal Master, what the concubine knows, tell the truth, and ask the immortal master to forgive the concubine's life, and the concubine wishes..."

puff!

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of sword energy suddenly appeared, beheading Mrs. Xihua on the spot.

The strength of the sword qi directly wiped her whole person from the world, and it was too late to even react.

"Since I promised to commit murder for others, I should bear the price. All I can do is to make you feel no pain when you die."

Su Yi said softly, his expression indifferent.

Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing had no sympathy for Mrs. Xihua's death.

Some things, once done, have to pay a price.

If they lose this time, will Madam Xihua be merciful and spare their lives?

The answer is obvious.

"Yuanheng, go and take off the portrait in the hall."

Su Yi ordered.

"Yes."

Yuan Heng quickly took the portrait back and wondered, "Master, is this portrait still a treasure?"

Su Yi took the portrait, re-examined, and said, "It's not a treasure, I'm just curious about this 'Mingluo Linghuang'. Although this portrait is a back view of Mingluo Linghuang, there are many hidden objects. clues of value."

Yuan Heng humbly asked for advice: "Please also ask the master to clarify the doubts."

"If my guess is correct, the river of blood in this painting should be the most famous 'River of Guilty Blood' in the underworld. This river originates from the sinful purgatory, the land of guilt. Its downstream flows into the boundless sea of ​​misery, and the river is full of the power of guilt. Whether it is living or dead, once it is contaminated by river water, it will be corroded."

Su Yi said casually, "Only people in the imperial realm can be free from the impact and erosion of the power of sinful blood."

"But the Mingluo Linghuang in this portrait should have not stepped into the imperial realm at that time, and he was able to sit on the river of sin and blood with a lotus treasure, and realize the power of sin. This alone is enough to prove that this Ming Luo Linghuang was an extremely powerful character before he set foot in the imperial realm."

Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing were both shocked.

They didn't expect that Su Yi would infer so many things from a portrait.

And it seems that he knows the situation of the Netherland like the back of his hand!

Also, just looking at Su Yi's casual and natural tone when talking about characters in the imperial realm, also made the two of them tremble inexplicably.

"Master... Has he ever seen a real emperor!?"

Yuan Heng was shocked and his mind was tumbling.

Today's Yuanheng is naturally not comparable in the big week.

With the understanding of the 30,000-year Dark Ancient Forbidden, and the reasons why those ancient Taoist lineages disappeared in the long river of history, he is very sure that there are no emperors on the Cangqing Continent today!

And this is exactly what made him confused.

The master is only seventeen years old. He is neither a squatter nor an ancient evildoer. If he has never seen the emperor, how can he be familiar with the emperor's characters?

Yuan Heng did not understand, nor did he want to understand.

He knew that this must be the master's secret, and he had better hide those doubts he didn't understand in his stomach.

This is the duty of a servant.

As for Bai Wenqing, her face was also full of confusion.

Su Yi glanced at Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing, and shook his head for a while. No doubt, what he said just now was no different from playing the piano to Niu.

He didn't bother to say any more, he rolled up the portrait and threw it into the snow cockroach jade pendant, just as he was about to leave, at this moment—

In the far-off night sky, a splendid dazzling light flashed.