However, some debts will not be completely written off as time goes by.
Su Yueli turned around and walked into a noisy teahouse where low-level Rogue Cultivator and martial artists were mixed.
The teahouse was filled with smoke, and the aroma of cheap spiritual tea mixed with the smell of sweat was very unpleasant.
Dozens of low-level monks from the Third Realm and Fourth Realm were sitting in front of stone tables, drinking heavily while exchanging the latest news on the immortal war between the two countries.
Su Yueli sat down at a table in the corner and ordered a pot of the cheapest broken spirit tea.
Her movements were discreet and she just listened quietly to the various noises in the teahouse.
"The Spirit Stone mineral vein at the border has finally decided the winner. It has to be Azure Cloud Sect. The tactics are really ruthless. Great Wei Blood-Armored Guards at least folded three Commander into it this time."
"That's natural. Azure Cloud Sect is in the limelight right now. What's more, that person is about to hold a promotion ceremony for the Young Sect Master."
Upon hearing the words Azure Cloud Sect, Su Yueli's right hand, which was about to pick up the tea cup, stopped in mid-air for a microsecond.
The coldness in her eyes instantly turned into a deep dark glow.
At the next table, three Fifth Realm Rogue Cultivator, whose faces were red from drinking, were lowering their voices and gossiping excitedly:
"Tsk tsk, promotion ceremony, how old are you now, mid-Ninth Realm! Looking at the entire Great Li cultivation world, this young sect master is enough to be ranked among the top three, right?"
"Hey, what do you know? I heard from a cousin who was a deacon in the Azure Cloud Sect that this young master of Lu Feiyu had very mediocre qualifications back then. He was just a useless Fifth Realm before he was fifty."
"Then how could he..."
"Because this Young Master Lu was ruthless in his actions back then! Eighty years ago, he was ordered to inspect and accidentally discovered some fortuitous opportunity in an ordinary village."
"He killed all the men, women, and children in the village on the spot, and even took away his parents' heirlooms!"
"With the baptism of fortuitous opportunity and the endless resources of the sect, he was transformed and soared into the sky!"
Snap.
A corner of the stone table instantly turned into fine stone powder with a weak force unconsciously exerted by Su Yueli.
Su Yueli lowered his head, suppressing the Ultimate Dao Blood Qi feeling in his body that almost overturned the entire teahouse in an instant.
Lu Feiyu, Azure Cloud Sect young master.
The young monk who stood atop a two-headed bird looked down at her and the villagers indifferently, and then nailed her parents to the earth wall with a sword.
However, this is somewhat different from what the people in front of me said.
Back then, Lu Feiyu killed people purely on a whim, and they killed whenever they wanted.
In the eyes of immortals, mortals are no different than dogs.
However, the rumors are like this. The more they spread, the more outrageous they become. His parents are just mortals. Where did fortuitous opportunity come from?
But this hatred is real.
Now eighty years have passed, and this murderer has transformed into a supreme genius. He even prepares for his "Promotion Ceremony" to enjoy the glory of Supreme under the attention of millions of monks.
Su Yueli felt very calm, but in the depths of those lowered eyes, the glazed golden light was flowing crazily.
Cultivation World The weak eat the strong, the bad guys live happily, and the good guys die without their bodies intact.
This is in line with the underlying logic of this world.
Su Yueli sneered in his heart, "It's time to update the version."
In the face of the absolute power of the dimension reduction attack, the Ninth Realm mid-term and the Prodigy Young Master are just slightly bigger ants.
Young Sect Leader Promotion Ceremony?
Since he wanted to do it, she would send him a top-notch physical coffin.
Su Yueli picked up the tea cup and drank the cold Broken Spirit Tea in one gulp.
Then, from the Storage Bag at her waist, she slowly took out the white carved mask that had been pressed at the bottom of the box and sealed in dust for eighty years.
The red lines on the mask were somewhat mottled, and looked particularly eerie in the dim light of the teahouse.
Su Yueli raised his hands and slowly placed the mask on his face.
A cold touch came.
At this moment, the secular mortal woman in the corner of the teahouse wearing a blue and white dress with a somewhat cold temperament disappeared.
That Masked God of Slaughter, which eighty years ago kept countless high-level old monsters from the two dynasties Great Li and Great Wei awake at night and whose expressions changed when they talked about it, at this moment...
Return to the world!
"..."
Great Li Imperial City, Azure Cloud Mountain.
As a giant of the Great Li Dynasty who has been cultivating immortals for thousands of years, Azure Cloud Mountain occupies an extremely large area, with a total of 108 spiritual peaks reaching into the sky.
Today's Azure Cloud Mountain, within a radius of thousands of miles, is surrounded by fairy lights and filled with joy.
Up and down the mountain gate, both sides of the more than 100,000-foot white jade stone steps have been hung with bright red silk. Various fairy birds driven by Spiritual Power guide the way through the clouds and mist, emitting clear and clear cries.
In the void, gorgeous flying cars pulled by alien beasts, and Flying Swords emitting various auras, landed on the mountainside like crucian carps crossing the river.
The affiliated sects of the Great Li and Great Wei dynasties, the wealthy Aristocratic Clan nobles, and even the dignitaries of the major royal families, almost all came out today.
The house was full of guests and it was very lively.
"Young Sect Master Lu is truly gifted. He is only a few hundred years old and has already entered the middle stage of the Seventh Realm. Such talent is one of the best in the entire Great Li Cultivation World."
"I heard that Young Sect Master Lu got a fortuitous opportunity back then. After integrating it into himself, he washed the marrow and cut the bones, and his practice has improved by leaps and bounds. Now it seems that this statement is true."
"Shhh, keep your voice down! The origin is not very glorious. I heard that Young Master Lu forcibly plundered and stripped it out of a common village..."
"Why did I hear it was a rumor?"
"Oh, so what, what is a king or loser, a mortal ant, can be noticed by Young Sect Master Lu and integrated into his body. That is the blessing that their whole village has cultivated for several lifetimes. There is a difference between immortals and mortals. How can the life of an ant be compared to me, Great Li, who will have a future Tenth Realm great monk?"
Several immortal cultivators in luxurious robes handed over congratulatory gifts while chatting in low voices, their voices full of natural indifference and flattery.
In the eyes of these high-ranking immortal monks, the destruction of that ordinary village was just an insignificant stepping stone on the road of Lu Feiyu's spiritual practice.
However, just as the entire Azure Cloud Mountain was immersed in laughter and laughter, an extremely uncoordinated figure appeared at the foot of the mountain.
The beginning of the mountain road.
The stone steps paved with white jade exude a warm luster in the sun.
Su Yueli is wearing a dark robe.
The black robe covered her body with a long blue and white dress, and the wide hood hung down, revealing only a white carved mask in the shadow.
Just follow the white jade stone steps and climb up.
He just walked up step by step with a deserted expression.
Among the bustling crowd of climbers with dazzling fairy lights, this figure without any Spiritual Power fluctuations, wearing a black robe and a strange mask, seemed a bit abrupt and very eye-catching.
"Stop!"