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Text Chapter 98 The senior brother was killed by the immortal statue

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    Thirty-six bright gold spiritual talismans descended from the sky, turning into thirty-six spiritual lights that shot towards the thirty-six disciples on the thirty-six islands of the ancient gate.

    There was a strange golden talisman on the palm of Su Yi's hand. He knew that this should be the talisman that must be used in the ancient sect.

    "Go to Tianmen, and there will be a teleporter to take you out."

    The loud sound resounded in the air again.

    Su Yi held the magic talisman, took a deep breath, performed the Xutian Step, and quickly moved towards the Tianmen.

    At this time, he was extremely excited. After fifty years of training in the ancient sect, he was promoted from the eighth level of Huihen to the ninth level of Huihen, and he conquered the Ice Dragon Jiao in the Golden Core realm.

    The most important thing is the Yin and Yang twins of the Broken Mark Pill. Su Yi spent a huge price to refine this pill. When he obtained the recipe for the Broken Mark Pill, he was plotted against by the people from Tianbao Pavilion, and he almost died in a foreign country!

    The materials required for refining are even more demanding. The five fourth-level demon pills are absolutely rare. Each one is worth tens of thousands of spirit stones. Taking out five of them at once made Su Yi a little overwhelmed.

    In this world, only a very small part of the hundreds of millions of creatures are able to practice Taoism, and those monks who can cultivate Taoism and reach the golden elixir realm are too rare, and the same is true for monsters and beasts.

    Humans and monsters live under the same starry sky. Some areas pursue peace, while other places slaughter monsters, triggering some major wars between humans and monsters.

    Su Yi was immersed in his thoughts, and unknowingly he had arrived under the majestic gate of heaven.

    The aura of endless vicissitudes of time pervades it. Although it is just a door, it gives Su Yi a sense of the majesty of heaven.

    An envoy wearing a black robe stood at the foot of the ancient gate. This envoy was the man who had brought him and Wanruo to the ancient gate that day.

    "Congratulations!" The black-robed envoy cupped his fists and congratulated Su Yi, congratulating him for surviving the fifty years of training in the ancient sect.

    Su Yi nodded slightly, indicating friendship. The black-robed envoy grabbed Su Yi and suddenly disappeared from the place, arriving in front of a huge incense cauldron.

    "The ancient sect has arrived. Fifty years later, I will still be here to pick you up. I hope you will come to your appointment on time. The ancient sect has strict rules. If you cannot come here and be taken into the ancient sect fifty years later, you will enter the ancient sect.  There will be strong people on the high-level blacklist to kill you! Take care!"

    After finishing speaking, the man in black robe disappeared from the incense cauldron again.

    Su Yi¡¯s expression tightened, this ancient gate was so strict, any disciple who didn¡¯t enter the ancient gate on time would be killed!

    He glanced at the huge incense cauldron in front of him. Green smoke curled up from the bronze cauldron. When he glanced at it, he saw countless fragments of sages' enlightenment.

    "The Taixu Ancient Sect has produced countless talented people. Each of those ancient sages were weak, but they were people of extremely high conduct and moral character. Their fragments of enlightenment are worthy of my understanding!" Su Yi thought about it!  , bowed slightly to the bronze tripod.

    ¡°Bang bang bang!¡±

    There was a roaring sound inside the giant bronze cauldron. This sound seemed to be the roaring of the spirit within it. It seemed that something had changed after enduring Su Yi's worship.

    The bronze tripod trembled and a palm-sized fragment floated slowly in front of Su Yi. Su Yi caught the fragment.

    "Fragments of Enlightenment!"

    There was a disciple in the distance who stared blankly at the scene in front of him. He exclaimed that this disciple¡¯s cultivation level is now only in the Xiantian realm.

    "This person is Su Yi!"

    He suddenly thought of this man who had shown great prowess in the ancient sect fifty years ago. Now he has come out of the ancient sect?

    There are densely packed monks in the dojo. The tripod here is usually crowded with people. Disciples from the ancient sect queue up here to worship the tripod, hoping to gain insights and blessings from the ancient sages.

    Although the chance is very slim, it can be said that there is no chance, but the matter of disciples worshiping the tripod seems to have become a tradition in the ancient sect.

    Su Yi had jumped in line when he was worshiping the cauldron. In fact, he himself didn't know it, but the disciple who was jumped in line only woke up from his daze.

    "I'm sorry." After Su Yi put away the fragments of the sages' insights, he realized that he had actually jumped in the queue. He looked a little embarrassed and said to the disciple.

    "Noit's okay, that SuLeader Su" The disciple who was cut in line hesitated and called out to Su Yi.

    "Is there a problem?"

    Su Yi turned around and looked at this disciple and said.

    "Cancan you give me an autograph?" The disciple hesitated, his expression revealing embarrassment.

    "" Su Yi suddenlyStunned, sign?  Am I so famous?  Even if I was so famous back then, it¡¯s still fifty years later.

    "There is no other meaning, Leader Su, I just simply admire you" As the disciple spoke, he felt something was wrong.

    All the disciples in the dojo and some elders who occasionally passed by here focused their attention on this place, watching Su Yi and these two disciples closely.

    After the disciple finished speaking, he looked around. The people around him looked at him with doubts of "Really?"

    Su Yi looked weird for a while. This person wants an autograph, so just give it to him!

    He then stretched out his right hand and used his index finger to condense a brand in the air, which was his name.

    "Here you go." The golden "signature" exuding endless majestic Taoism slowly floated into the hands of the disciple.

    Su Yi turned around and stepped out of the formation, disappearing into the dojo in an instant.

    "Su Yihe is back"

    Standing at the very edge of the dojo was a man with red hair and a body half taller than an ordinary monk. His eyes filled with deep thoughts stared at the place where Su Yi had just emerged from the formation and disappeared.

    "I didn't expect him to know how to use the formation." He stroked the mace stick behind him and left the dojo.

    After Su Yi left, the center of the dojo was noisy and lively. Most of these people were the main peak disciples of the Xiantian Realm. Many of them were not qualified to participate in the Taixu Gold Rank Competition fifty years ago. Therefore, in their eyes, Su Yi  This man who won first place fifty years ago is their absolute idol!

    Su Yi used the formation method to cross the dojo to his own cave.

    The cave was peaceful and quiet, and the mysterious jade bed was flashing with fluorescence. Su Yi suddenly sat cross-legged on it, feeling a sense of familiarity.

    Although this cave is extremely ordinary and can even be said to be simple, it is very close to the main spiritual vein of the entire Taixu Ancient Sect, so it is extremely rich in spiritual energy.

    "Zifeng is really special. The caves it occupies are excellent places. What the old man in the Lingpin Palace said was extremely strange. He actually called the Master Zi Laoliu. Could it be that this person is the Master's son?  Senior brother?"

    Su Yi suddenly thought of this doubt, but this thought only passed by in a flash. The ancient sect has a long history. They are all old monsters who have lived for thousands of years, and some of the past stories are normal.

    The spiritual spring flows in the cave, and the hanging pearl illuminates the entire cave. The spiritual grass and flowers that once grew beside the spiritual spring are now in a prosperous state.

    Su Yi got up from the Xuanyu bed, went to the gurgling spiritual spring and picked a few trees. He tore off a few grass leaves and put them in his mouth. A refreshing feeling spread from his mouth and tongue.

    "It is rumored that there are rare magical medicines in this world. Some can make people live forever, and some can improve the skills of monks. They are no less than any magical medicines. These spiritual herbs and flowers are the same as those in my Jade Bowl Medicine Field.  They are ordinary elixirs, and there must be a chance to obtain these extremely high-grade elixirs!"

    Su Yi's eyes became firm at this moment. Now that he has returned to the ancient sect, he must pay a visit to his master and his senior brothers.

    He slowly walked out of the cave, just as he had walked outside the cave when he first entered the ancient sect. It had been nearly a hundred years since his reincarnation.

    The pull between Su Yi and his sister became stronger and stronger in his heart. He could feel that his sister's vitality was extremely strong, and it seemed that she was not weaker than him. Therefore, he could safely believe that Zi Shan was not alive after being taken away by the man on the black tiger cavalry that day.  What harm was done.

    "My sister, like me, is also a lonely and abandoned child"

    Su Yi suddenly thought of whether those black tiger iron cavalry horses might have something to do with Zi Shan's life experience?  Did they come because of Zishan, slaughter the entire village, and kill themselves?

    Most likely!

    "No matter what, all I want is Zishan, and I won't care about anything else!" Su Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Such a heinous hatred does not need any reason at all, except killing or killing.  kill!

    Kill all the people who committed heinous murders, and all the soldiers and horses will be torn apart one by one by his own hands!  Those who control and plan from the outside are inevitable!

    Kill them all!  Or hit the blood mist to disperse!

    A sinister sneer flashed across Su Yi's face, he didn't need any reason for revenge, and nothing could hinder his determination.

    The broad Zifeng Avenue stretches to the highest peak of Zifeng, where a main hall stands.

    Su Yi gathered his thoughts, entered the main hall where Mu Kun was, and visited his master Mu Kun. Mu Kun's auraThe realm is completely beyond what Su Yi can see through. Su Yi can feel that his master has become more powerful.

    After that, Su Yi came to Zang Meng¡¯s cave. Zang Meng saw that he looked like a relative who had been separated for thousands of years. He took him to drink from a large bowl and eat meat in the cave.

    Zang Meng talked to him about everything, including his past and how lonely he was. Later, after being discovered by his master, he took Zifeng with him. Finally, with his hard work, he passed the sect entrance test and became a member of the sect.  The fourth disciple.

    "I really appreciate that you broke that damn immortal statue when you broke through the Huihen Realm that day. This was the right thing to do!" Zang Meng was now drunk, and he stammered with the smell of alcohol in his mouth.

    "Why?" Su Yi was also drunk at this time, but still sober.

    "Because senior brother was killed by this immortal statue!" Zang Meng gritted his teeth, his eyes seemed to burst out with blazing murderous flames.

    "Eldest brother is dead?" Su Yi was shocked. When he entered Zifeng, he only saw senior brothers Zang Meng and Qing Ming. The three senior brothers were all strangers. At this time, he was told that his senior brother was dead, and he couldn't accept it in his heart.  .

    "Yeah died killed by the immortal statue!" Zang Meng was unconscious, shook his head, and fell to the ground with a plop, drunk.

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