The bronze talisman landed, and Su Yun led everyone to his own residence. On the way, people kept calling out, "Your Majesty is back?"
"Yes." Su Yun responded.
"It's been a while since we saw His Majesty driving out for a stroll. Everyone thought His Majesty had passed away."
"Good luck! You bunch of rebels, I just went on a long trip to settle some things."
"Your Majesty, long time no see! Last night your Majesty's Longxiong ran out and trampled my vegetable garden!"
"That dragon is not mine, it belongs to Master Dongling, and I'm keeping it here temporarily. I won't compensate you if it damages your vegetable garden! If you want compensation, go find Master Dongling!"
"Your Majesty, the old buddies in the ghost market miss you so much! When will you set up a stall in the ghost market again?"
"Teacher Su hasn't come to teach for a long time."
"Your Majesty, will you remarry?"
"Go on! Old Xu, I think your daughter is pretty good..."
"Bah! My daughter is underage!"
"I can wait... Hey, don't leave!"
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Everyone followed Su Yun all the way to Xianyunju. On the way, they saw Su Yun chatting and laughing with everyone, without any airs of a peerless master. Song Ming asked curiously: "Holy Emperor, why do they call you His Majesty?"
"The scholar is the Emperor of Tianshiyuan, so they naturally call him Your Majesty."
Yingying said proudly: "Everywhere you can see with your naked eyes is your Majesty's territory, and all the people are your Majesty's people! These blessed lands are your Majesty's property!"
Song Ming and Lang Yun were trembling with fear, their faces turned pale, and they almost wanted to flee from here.
Song Ming shouted, "This is the imperial court. You, Mr. Su, dare to call yourself the emperor here? You are not rebelling against the current Immortal Emperor, nor are you rebelling against the old Immortal Emperor. You are rebelling against both of them at the same time!"
"Godfather, you are dead! I will leave the Su family now!"
Wu Xianren sneered and said, "Since ancient times, there has never been anyone as daring as you."
Su Yun didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "I am only the Emperor of Tianshiyuan, not the Emperor of Diting. What crime have I committed?"
Lang Yun said with great sorrow: "Your Tianshiyuan, including the Imperial Court! This is a greater crime!"
Su Yun still didn't take it seriously: "The villagers are just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."
They entered Xianyunju, only to see that it had long been occupied by demons and monsters. A group of foxes and sheep lived here. They were not afraid of Su Yun coming back. These monsters lazily packed their bags, carried them on their backs, and walked away slowly.
Su Yun was dissatisfied with the slowness of a little white sheep and kicked it on the butt. Song Ming and others looked at the sheep and felt that it looked very similar to Bai Ze.
There were a few little demons cleaning up the place at the back.
Su Yun summoned a little demon and told him to go get Doctor Dong, saying, "Wait until the Little God King comes and heal Wu Xian first. Once Wu Xian is well, then heal Emperor Xin."
Wu Xianren's face changed slightly, and he tried to test: "Emperor Su Sheng asked me to help your friend block the magical power in the wound. Could it be that friend is Emperor Xin?"
Su Yun nodded.
Wu Xianren's expression changed again, and he asked tentatively: "Then may I ask what kind of injury Emperor Xin suffered?"
Su Yun did not hide anything and said, "Qiu Yunqi and their teacher had a sword pill in his hand. That sword pill slashed the emperor's heart, and the wound contained the magical power of the sword pill."
Immortal Wu limped out with the sword in his hand, saying without looking back: "Qiu Yunqi's teacher is the current Immortal Emperor! The sword pill of the current Immortal Emperor is the Emperor Sword! That sword pill was made with the help of the Wanhua Burning Immortal Furnace, a treasure that was refined with the bodies and spirits of countless immortals. It has never been refined for thousands of years! If it had not been interrupted and not completely refined, that sword would have become the number one treasure in the immortal world, surpassing other treasures! I can't stop the sword wound left by this Emperor Sword, please ask someone else for help!"
Su Yun said leisurely behind him: "Under the whole world, the only one who can cure the Jiehui disease in your body is the Little God King. Leave this place, Wuxian, or wait to turn into Jiehuixian."
Wu Xianren continued to move outwards, sneering: "It is better to slowly turn into a calamity ash immortal than to die now under the magical power of the Emperor Sword! The swordsmanship of the current Immortal Emperor is unmatched in the world and has no rivals! His swordsmanship is simply unbreakable!"
Su Yun smiled and said, "What a coincidence! I have learned a move of the Emperor Sword. Does Wu Xianren want to break this move?"
Wu Xianren's body stiffened, he paused, hesitated for a moment, turned around, and looked eagerly: "Have you learned a move of the Emperor Sword Magical Power?"
Su Yun's face was solemn. He took out the flying sword transformed from the sword light. The flying sword was a treasure formed by the innate Qi of the Purple Mansion solidifying all the changes of the sword light. He said in a deep voice: "The sword light contained in this sword is the divine power of the Emperor Sword. I have already learned it."
Wu Xianren stared at the flying sword in Su Yun's mouth with eager eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Give it to me! Give it to me!"
Su Yun shook his head.
Wu Xianren's eyes flashed with murderous intent. At this moment, how could he still look like an immortal? He was clearly a demon controlled by evil spirits!
"Give it to me!"
He raised his immortal essence, his blood boiling, the wounds all over his body crackled and exploded, and he said in a shrill voice: "Give it to me! This is the supreme sword way. It would be a waste if it falls into your hands! Only I, only I can make this sword way flourish! Only I can achieve the supreme way and become the unparalleled emperor! Give it to me-"
He leaned on the magic sword and staggered towards Su Yun. Before he reached Su Yun, Di Xin slapped him in the face.
“Bang!”
Di Xin slapped him on the face and knocked him to the ground.
Wu Xianren struggled on the ground, still shouting: "Those who learn swordsmanship, those who understand swordsmanship, who doesn't want to see this king among swords? The emperor among immortals? Let me see, please, let me see!"
Suddenly, dust appeared on his body, fluttering down the sky, and there were even signs that fire was igniting in his body.
There were crackling sounds in Wu Xianren's body, and many bones pierced his skin, making him even uglier, as if he could turn into a calamity monster at any time!
The Jiehui monster was squirming in his flesh, like a cicada shedding its wings from an insect, as if it was trying to peel off Wuxian's flesh and skin and crawl out!
The scene was so terrifying that everyone was shocked.
Su Yun knew that his Dao heart was damaged and it was difficult to suppress the immortal essence that turned into ash, so he hurriedly shouted: "Wu Xian, you are possessed by the devil, suppress your devilish nature, otherwise you will not even live to see the little god king arrive!"
Wu Xianren has a deep demonic nature, the ashes of disaster are flying, and the speed of transformation is accelerating!
Su Yun frowned and immediately threw the flying sword to him. Wu Xianren hugged the sword, crying and laughing, tears streaming down his face, like a madman.
However, the next moment, he became crazy again: "Why can't I activate it? Why did I use it unexpectedly? Where is the Emperor Sword Magic Power? Where is the Emperor Sword Magic Power?"
Su Yun said calmly: "This flying sword is made of the innate Qi, and can only be activated by the innate Qi. Using the innate Qi to activate it, the changes of the Emperor Sword can be controlled by the heart. Wuxian, send it to me."
He stretched out his hand.
Wu Xianren laughed loudly and said crazily, "What is Xiantian Yiqi? I have never heard of it! Can Xiantian Yiqi be compared with Xianyuan? Offer it to me!"
He mobilized his remaining immortal energy and tried his best to urge the flying sword, but the flying sword was like stubborn iron and did not move at all.
Wu Xianren roared angrily, and suddenly vomited blood in large mouthfuls, and his breath became weak.
Song Ming and Lang Yun were shocked and were about to step forward to persuade him, but Su Yun raised his hand to stop them. He looked at Wu Xianren coldly and said, "Let him hand the sword to me personally! Only when he hands the sword to me personally can he see the sword way of the Immortal Emperor! Otherwise, let him fall and become a Jiehuixian!"
Wu Xianren urged the flying sword again, but it still didn't move!
He moved his sword skills and urged it on again, and the flying sword remained the same as before.
Wu Xianren vomited blood and suddenly knelt down on the ground. He raised his hand, and his arm holding the flying sword trembled. After a moment, he finally put the flying sword in Su Yun's hand.
Su Yun held the sword and used his innate Qi to drive the flying sword. The sword light contained in the sword seemed to be unlocked and danced along with Su Yun.
The sword light was like the clear light of water, illuminating the whole room, coming and going swiftly, expressing all the mysteries of the sword path in the sword light leaping between the fingers!
Wu Xianren's eyes followed Su Yun and the sword light, as if he was fascinated.
Suddenly, the sword lights in the room faded, Su Yun carried the sword on his back, and hid the flying sword behind him.
The obsession in Wu Xianren's eyes gradually dissipated, his mind regained clarity, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Is this the sword art of the Immortal Emperor? I only heard of it before, but never saw it before. At that time, I thought it was too perfect, thinking it must be beyond my imagination. But now I see that it is not as perfect as I imagined."
Su Yun smiled and said, "Wu Xian is worthy of being Wu Xian. Congratulations to Wu Xian for his further advancement in Taoism and swordsmanship!"
Wu Xianren slowly stood up, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, his demeanor was different from before, which made Song Ming and Lang Yun confused and puzzled.
Now Wu Xianren's breath was still weak, but his realm seemed to be getting higher and higher, and more unfathomable. This was completely different from the crazy Wu Xian just now, as if they were two different people!
"Thank you, Saint Emperor Su, for clearing my confusion."
Wu Xianren bowed and saluted: "The Holy Emperor allowed me to see the Imperial Sword Dao, which broke my confusion and broke the mountain in my heart. Wu was able to make a breakthrough thanks to the Holy Emperor."
Su Yun smiled and said, "I dare not. Wu Xian's comprehension is too high, so he can see through it. I just did it casually. Can Wu Xian take on the Emperor Sword's magical power now?"
"cannot!"
Wu Xianren said decisively: "You are not asking me to accept the magical power, but to break it! If I don't break the magical power and block this sword, then Emperor Xin will definitely die from the impact of me and Emperor Sword. If you want him to live, you must break the Emperor Sword. But I can't break the Emperor Sword."
Su Yun was stunned.
Wu Xianren smiled and said, "You only have one sword technique of the Emperor Sword, so I can't do it. But if you can have more sword techniques, maybe you can break it."
Su Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "There is a sword technique at the cliff where the coffin is hanging..."
Wu Xianren smiled and said, "Then please ask the Holy Emperor to go to the cliff to test the sword!"
Su Yun's eyes twitched and he said, "Shall I try out the sword?"
"That's right. Emperor Su, you go and test the sword. I will teach you my sword art and the possible ways to crack the Emperor Sword's sword art. You can try every move and every style!"
Wu Xianren said: "That cliff was cut by the sword of the current Immortal Emperor. He didn't have the Emperor Sword in his hand at that time, so the power of the cliff was limited. With the cultivation of Emperor Su, plus my swordsmanship, the Emperor can save his life! Try a few more times, and you will be able to find the flaws of the Emperor Sword's swordsmanship!"
Su Yun said with difficulty: "I don't know swordsmanship, I have never learned swordsmanship. My son Lang Yun is a swordsmanship god, he can fight for me!"
Although Lang Yun was eager to try out the sword art after hearing that Wu Xianren was personally teaching him, he also knew that Su Yun's recommendation of him must be extremely dangerous, with a high risk of death or even no chance of survival, so he quickly said, "My sword is not as good as my father's. I have learned swordsmanship for 400 years, but I am not as good as my godfather in the four years."
Wu Xianren said, "Lang family's swordsmanship? It's just superficial, barely touching the edge of the sword. Su Shenghuang, the one who is truly proficient in swordsmanship is someone like you and me who has never learned any skills and directly comprehended the sword. I am like this, the Immortal Emperor is like this, and you are like this too."
Su Yun was extremely surprised and murmured, "I am a genius in swordsmanship?"
Wu Xianren asked: "How did you learn my swordsmanship?"
Su Yun said: "When I saw your immortal sword slashing gods and demons that were undergoing tribulation, I was terrified. All I thought about day and night was the immortal sword that was slashing at me, so I naturally learned it."
Wu Xianren asked: "How old were you at that time? What level of cultivation were you at?"
Su Yun said honestly: "Thirteen years old, in the Soul Condensation Realm."
Lang Yun looked ashen, lost in thought: "At the age of thirteen, in the realm of soul accumulation, I comprehended the martial immortal swordsmanship..."
Wu Xianren's spirit suddenly waned, and he murmured, "He is thirteen years old, an ordinary person, not even a spiritualist. But when he saw my sword, he understood my swordsmanship. Hehe, if you work harder on your swordsmanship..."
Lang Yun felt extremely sad. He thought that his whole life's efforts were not as good as others' confused contemplation for a few days.
Su Yun was very happy and wanted to cheer, but he forced himself to be humble and said, "My achievements in swordsmanship are not high, and I am not very interested in swordsmanship. I prefer the magical power of seals. My attainments in seals are much better than my attainments in swordsmanship."
Wu Xian and Lang Yun were both shocked when they heard this, and their previous dejection disappeared completely.
"If he was obsessed with swords and used all his energy to comprehend the way of the sword, he would definitely become a great sword emperor! Unfortunately, he was fascinated by the magical power of seals. Even if his achievements in the way of the sword are extraordinary, they are limited."
"The most painful thing in this world is that you have spent four hundred years studying the way of the sword, while there is a bastard who has no interest in the way of the sword and studies the seals every day. As a result, he only puts a little effort into the way of the sword and surpasses you who have practiced for four hundred years. There is really no justice in this world!"
——The second update will be between 8 and 9 o'clock.