Su Yun raised his head and looked at Wen Lifang who was activating the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror in the air.
Wen Lifang should be the real murderer of Mr. Yehu!
At this moment, Wen Lifang's gaze fell on him, his eyes were like fire, but he did not dare to activate the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror to shoot Su Yun!
She sensed that Zuo Songyan's aura had locked onto her. If she made a move, the moment the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror's power exploded would be exactly the moment when her defense was at its most lax. In this short moment, Zuo Songyan would be able to take her life!
She had her arrow on the bow, but she dared not move. She could only maintain the power of the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror to the extreme but not fire it, which consumed a lot of her cultivation!
Su Yun retracted his gaze and said silently in his heart: "Just as I guessed, the seven great families started one hundred and fifty years ago, and they are all related to the team leader. The Wen family has the True Dragon Kung Fu, and most of the other families also have it! But which family among the seven great families is the family founded by the team leader? Who is the team leader?"
He stepped down from the sword platform and walked out of the sword courtyard, thinking: "The human demon Wutong and Yingying may be the last two people who have seen the true face of the team leader. It's a pity that the team leader must have changed his appearance and no longer uses his original face."
Below the sword stage, the scholars from the Sword Academy of Jiuyuan Academy were eager to try, but no one dared to take action.
Su Yun walked through the crowd and walked out of the Sword Academy, saying loudly: "Wen Pushe, I have already challenged the Sword Academy, but it was nothing special. I want to go to the Confucian Academy to learn more."
Wen Lifang snorted coldly, and the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror began to clang. The widest bronze mirror was 15 feet long. The other bronze mirrors were large and small, each with terrifying power. The light in the mirrors was like the hottest sun, which could burst out at any time!
She could hardly hold back, and suddenly an old voice laughed, "Lifang, don't act rashly. The old boss who controls the 17 states of Shuobei is not just a matter of sharing the water. You are no match for him."
Wen Lifang fell from the sky, bowed and said, "Ancestor."
Su Yun came to Zuo Songyan. Zuo Songyan's eyes twitched and his body tensed. He looked towards the source of the voice, his face uncertain and he whispered: "The old man from the Wen family can't be still alive! This guy is older than my great grandfather, and I can be his great grandfather!"
Su Yun whispered, "Zuo Pushe, the old immortal of the Tong family is alive. Does that mean the old immortal of the Wen family is still alive? Maybe other families such as Lin, Zhou, Lu, Tian, and Wu also have old immortals alive."
Zuo Songyan was shocked. He looked at him deeply and said in a low voice, "If the envoy wants to investigate the case, please inform me in advance. Don't act on your own."
Su Yun blushed and said, "Pu She, this is not an investigation..."
"You still want to lie to me?"
Zuo Songyan was furious, and stepped forward, saying in a cold voice: "Tu Ming, you come and expose him, I will go to meet the old ghost of the Wen family!"
He laughed loudly and said, "Old Wen, I heard that you had passed away a long time ago. Some people said that they saw you begging at a stall in the ghost market. I didn't expect that you are still strong and you retracted your legs halfway through the kick!"
A gray-haired old man came over, surrounded by a group of literary masters. He looked much younger than Zuo Songyan. He laughed and said, "Songyan, you little bastard, you studied in my Jiuyuan Academy back then. I even touched your head and praised you for your intelligence!"
Zuo Songyan laughed even more heartily: "Old Wen is still alive even at such an old age, which really makes the younger generation envious. Back then, I went to the Eastern Capital for the imperial examination with that bastard Shui Jing, and later returned to Shuofang after studying abroad for decades. After these decades, Old Wen is actually as young as that bastard Shui Jing. You two should both be bastards, and your charm remains the same as before!"
The two men walked towards each other, and Zuo Songyan knelt down without saying anything and bowed to him.
There was a loud bang, and the Wen family masters around the old immortal let out a muffled groan, danced and flew in all directions.
Many halls of Jiuyuan Academy rumbled and shook, and trees fell down in large numbers.
The old immortal of the Wen family was shaken, his robes fluttering, and he stepped forward, holding Zuo Songyan's elbows with both hands, and laughed: "Songyan is still as naughty as he was when he was a child!"
“Click—”
The mountain behind Zuo Songyan cracked open, revealing a huge fissure.
Zuo Songyan took advantage of the situation to stand up and hugged the old immortal of the Wen family, and the old immortal of the Wen family also took the opportunity to hug him.
All that could be heard was the crackling of the two men's old bones. Both of their faces looked somewhat hideous, and around them, the ground exploded with a bang. Cracks appeared on the ground one after another. The cracks became wider and larger, and large tracts of forest fell into the cracks.
Immortal Wen and Zuo Songyan had smiles on their faces, reluctant to let each other go, but the smiles on their faces looked even more ferocious.
"Song Yan, you've grown stronger now, but you were just a little chicken back then!"
"Master Wen, how can you not want to put the old man in the coffin when it is halfway filled? I owe you a debt of gratitude to you, my teacher. I must put the old man in the coffin with my own hands to repay you for your kindness!"
"You have made it big. You are going to be the boss of Seventeen States!"
"It's better to be an old servant, hiding in a turtle shell and watching the passing of time!"
…
Su Yun looked around and said to Monk Tu Ming, "Are Zuo Pushe and the old immortal of the Wen family in a teacher-student relationship? Zuo Pushe looks much older than the old immortal Wen."
Monk Tu Ming laughed and said, "Your Excellency, please don't talk about other things. You came out to investigate this time, but you were discovered by Zuo Pushe! You made a big fuss, which only exposed the aristocratic Wen family again and drew out the old immortal of the Wen family."
Su Yun was stunned and said quickly: "My purpose is just to find someone to fight. Master, are you overthinking it?"
Monk Tu Ming put his hands together and smiled, "I have a Buddhist name in the martial arts world, called Master Duoxin. It's nothing special, it's just that my friends in the martial arts world flatter me, saying that I am smarter than others. Sir, we are all smart people. If you keep quibbling, you are insulting me."
Su Yun was silent and sighed.
At this moment, a loud, old laugh suddenly came: "Wen Zhengqing, you are indeed old, and even the old man can't stop you. Be careful that the little guy named Zuo will torment you and make you really buried in a coffin!"
The old immortal Wen roared, and suddenly his body shook, a dragon flew around his body, and he punched out!
Suddenly, a group of stars appeared behind Zuo Songyan, and the stars were connected to each other, just like a starry sky in the universe. He raised his hand to take the punch.
But the dragon rushed into the starry sky, colliding endlessly, and it was unknown who would win or lose.
The old immortal Wen Zhengqing and Zuo Songyan each took a few steps back. The old immortal Wen praised: "It is true that heroes emerge from youth. It is a pity that although you are young, Songyan, you will soon die of old age."
Zuo Songyan's face was solemn; he indeed looked much older than Wen Zhengqing.
He looked in the direction where the other old voice came from, and saw Lin Zhiyuan, the patriarch of the Lin family, one of the seven great families, dressed in white as white as snow, and a group of Lin family masters surrounding an old man. Behind the old man, the mountains and rivers were like strings of a harp, and his magical powers were unfathomable.
"The Lin family's ancestor, the old immortal, Lin Gaoyi, should have died long ago!"
Zuo Songyan's head was buzzing. Lin Gaoyi and Wen Zhengqing, one was the founder of the Shuofang Lin family, and the other was the founder of the Shuofang Wen family. One hundred and fifty years ago, they created a huge family business during the snowstorm and became giants.
However, they should have died long ago!
Suddenly, another loud laugh was heard: "Lin Gaoyi, Wen Zhengqing, you two old bones are still alive, but we haven't moved around for a long time!"
Zuo Songyan exhaled a breath of foul air, his face extremely solemn: "The founder of the Lu family, Lu Zhongliu, is another old thing that should have been buried in the ground long ago!"
Lu Zhongliu, during the snowstorm one hundred and fifty years ago, he took the opportunity to purchase land and became the largest landlord in Shuobei!
Zuo Songyan squinted his eyes and saw Lu Zhongliu coming to Jiuyuan Academy surrounded by a group of Lu family masters, chatting and laughing with Lin Gaoyi and Wen Zhengqing.
Suddenly, a voice was heard saying leisurely: "Xue Qingfu of Shuofang is here to pay a visit to the two old immortals!"
Zuo Songyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was facing the founders of the three major families alone and was under tremendous pressure.
The chief teacher of Wenchang Academy and the leaders from various places are extremely powerful. Although they are not inferior to the masters of Wen family, Lin family, Lu family and Jiuyuan Academy, there will probably be many casualties.
The arrival of Shuofang Saint Xue Qingfu greatly reduced his pressure.
Lu Zhongliu laughed and said, "So it's the Saint of Shuofang. Speaking of the three generations of saints in the Xue family, the first generation of saints also bowed and called himself a junior in front of me."
A chariot drove into the Jiuyuan Academy. Zhou Bo, the driver, dismounted the mountain beast. Saint Xue Qingfu got off the chariot and respectfully saluted the three old immortals, saying, "It is Qingfu's honor to meet the three old immortals."
At this moment, the laughter of the Immortal Tong Lao came: "Qingfu, I heard that you were injured some time ago. I wonder if the injury has healed?"
Xue Qingfu turned around with a smile on his face, and saw the immortal Tong Lao walking towards them with his sleeves fluttering, looking like an immortal. Tong Qingyun followed closely behind him.
"What's the wind like today?"
Qiu Shuijing's voice came, saying leisurely: "Blow all the old immortals buried in the soil out of their graves."
Zuo Songyan saw Qiu Shuijing approaching, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard another loud laugh: "You old guys, do you still remember Wu Yuandu?"
"Wu Yuandu, are you willing to come out of seclusion?"
Another voice came, laughing: "Wu Family Ancestor, you should still recognize Zhou Wanxiang, right?"
…
In just a short moment, the ancestors of the Wu, Zhou and Tian families seemed to have made an appointment and appeared in the Jiuyuan Academy on the first day of school for the four major academies.
Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu, and Zuo Songyan stood side by side. Zuo Songyan was the shortest and stood in the middle. He said solemnly, "These seven old ghosts should have died, but they survived. It seems that the leader passed the "Sixteen Chapters of the True Dragon" to them, so they can live until now. I'm afraid the three of us are no match for them, so we have to die here."
Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "It is unexpected, but also reasonable that the seven old immortals are still alive. The envoy is worthy of being the envoy. This time he led them out so that we don't have to guess and doubt each other. Qiu Taichang, you have accepted a good disciple."
Qiu Shuijing said calmly: "But the situation has become clearer now. Now we just have to see which side the Marquis of Shuofang will stand on."
Before he finished speaking, the voice of Marquis Shuofang suddenly came, saying in a loud voice: "It turns out that the seven old seniors are still alive. This is really a great joy. The seven seniors have all lived to become old immortals. I will report to His Majesty and the whole world will celebrate!"
The sound of marching came from outside. Marquis Shuofang led thousands of city defense soldiers into the Jiuyuan Academy. All kinds of magical weapons were piled in front of them. The soldiers were dressed in bright armor, holding magical weapons, and looked murderous.
The leading soldier pushed a large cart, which was pulled by three mountain beasts. On the cart was a tall black iron coffin and a Mo Dao was stuck next to it.
Marquis Shuofang came over with a big smile on his face and said, "I never thought that you old immortals were so old that you could live till now. Fortunately, it is not too late now. His Majesty ordered me to guard Shuofang and mobilize the Shuobei army to resist the foreign enemies. If the seven old immortals can help, then my Li family can rest assured."
Having said this, he came to Zuo Songyan, Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu and others, greeted the three of them, and nodded to Su Yun from a distance.
Beside Su Yun, Monk Tu Ming opened his mouth wide, and a string of Buddhist beads in his hand kept turning. After a while, he murmured, "Sir, I just realized that I underestimated you. Your plan is much deeper than what I thought—"
"Think whatever you want." Su Yun snorted and turned his head away in grievance.