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Early morning.
It's winter again, and in the Great Li Dynasty sky, heavy snow falls like torn cotton wool.
One hundred and ten years have not brought much change to this dynasty.
In each city, the Bluestone boardwalks on the streets have been cleaned very clean, and the door panels of the shops on both sides have been removed early. The hot steamed bun mist mixes with the white smoke from the mortals, adding a very warm smoke to the world.
Su Yueli was walking among the crowd wearing a rather large cloak that covered her blue and white dress.
She did not deliberately inquire about those Cultivation World geniuses who are currently in the limelight, nor did she pay attention to those Immortal Dao disciples who were flying with swords.
For her, who has now recovered from her injuries and reached the Thirteenth Realm level of strength, these immortal masters who are unattainable in the eyes of everyone are just weeds that will wither at any time in these long years.
It's just... that I walked in one direction based on the vague memories in my mind.
Fengling City, a long time ago, it was the place where Great Li ordinary merchants gathered.
It was also the starting point for one of the few times in her life where she felt warm... but extremely ridiculous.
Fengling City At the corner of South Street, there is an abandoned temple that has long been dilapidated.
The plaque of the temple had long since rotted into wood and clay, and half of the temple roof collapsed, smashing the clay statues inside.
Heavy snow fell into the temple along the holes, covering the dry haystacks and several frozen corpses with a layer of white quilt.
Those who died in the snow were all homeless beggars and refugees.
The life of a mortal, in a dynasty of cultivating immortals like Great Li, is not even comparable to a First Grade healing elixir.
Su Yueli Standing at the door of the ruined temple, looking at the withered bones, letters from hundreds of years ago seemed to ring in his ears.
Shen Qing'an... this extraordinary businessman.
Hundreds of years ago, Su Yueli was just a mortal girl who had not practiced Root Bone and was struggling to survive in the quagmire.
In this world where even drinking water may cause you to be shocked to death by the aftermath of immortal fighting. If you cannot cultivate immortality, it means that you can only be a blood food that is slaughtered by others for the rest of your life.
Shen Qing'an In order to allow her to embark on the path to immortality, a man came here Fengling City carrying a shabby baggage.
It took a full twenty years of working from dawn to dusk, groveling in various restaurants and shops, and suffering the contempt of the world, and finally saved a sum of money that in the eyes of mortals can be called an astronomical amount.
Then, he presented the money to the immortal cultivator.
Those Azure Cloud Sect disciples who were wearing gorgeous robes looked at this ordinary man kneeling on the ground with calluses and trembling, as if they were seeing the most interesting toy in the world.
But...Shen Qing'an thought until her death that she had bought a road to the sky.
Little did he know that he was just treated as a joke by those immortals.
"Xianlu..."
Su Yueli Standing on the steps of the ruined temple, looking at the wreckage that was gradually buried in the wind and snow, my heart felt like an ancient well.
Back then, she knelt on one knee in the snow and picked up the body of Shen Qing'an, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.
I also saw clearly the cruelest truth in this world.
From that day on, she completely gave up on cultivating immortality.
If the immortal doesn't give him a way to survive, then she will use her physical fists to create an unreasonable Ultimate Dao Martial Artist road.
Today, she is already the Thirteenth Realm...
Outside Fengling City, in a very remote Barren Mountain pile of rocks.
The wind here is very strong, and the snowflakes hit my face, which is a bit painful.
Su Yueli walked between the rocks with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and finally stopped in front of a short earthen bag that was almost the same as flat ground.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the tombstone she carved with her own hands using Dark Ironstone has long been eroded by the wind and snow so that the words cannot be read clearly.
Only a bare piece of Bluestone is left, full of cracks.
Most of the soil on the tomb has collapsed. If she hadn't had an excellent memory, she wouldn't have been able to find this place in this Barren Mountain wilderness.
Su Yueli squatted down, stretched out a white palm, and gently brushed away the accumulated ice and snow on Bluestone.
"Shen Qing'an, I'm here to see you."
Su Yueli looked at the bare Bluestone, and the sound seemed a little hollow in the wind and snow.
"I'm very powerful now."
"Without the magic of those immortals, I can live longer than them now. I will always keep the piece of Jade Slip that you asked for back then."
She took out the discarded piece of Jade Slip that was already yellowish and rough in texture from her cuff, and placed it next to the tombstone.
"Azure Cloud Sect's relevant people, I have sent them all down to see you."
"Back then, I said that if I became an immortal, I would take you flying and give you elixirs. Now I can fly and have elixirs, although... it's not the same."
Having said this, a hint of silence flashed across Su Yueli's eyes.
"However, there is one thing that I have to confirm with my own hands."
"Your brother, Shen Huai'an."
The wind and snow seemed to be getting tighter.
Shen Huai'an, the biological brother of Shen Qing'an.
When the small village was wiped out and Master Lu Chen died, she must find out.
"I must avenge Master."
"If what happened back then was really instigated by Shen Huai'an..."
She paused and slowly brushed her right hand over the magic weapon Little Black at her waist.
"I will show no mercy."
"Even if he is your biological brother, I will still use these fists to beat him into a pulp."
This is the cause and effect of Eternal Life.
Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.
She has been in seclusion for 110 years. This Origin Return Realm Ultimate Physical Body is not used to reason with this group of immortal cultivators.
Now, Shen Qing'an's revenge has been avenged. As for the ancestor who almost let her stay in the Azure Cloud Sect, it is considered a personal vendetta.
This can be done slowly.
Now she needs to find an opportunity to break through the Fourteenth Realm and set foot on the Azure Moon Sect as soon as possible.
Looking for... the truth about Master Lu Chen.
Two quarters of an hour later.
Su Yueli repaired the tomb and then turned around and left.
The skirt of the long skirt fluttered slightly in the wind and snow.
Su Yueli took one step forward, walking in the snow that was half a foot deep. However, she strangely did not leave even a single footprint wherever she walked.
Her energy and energy belong to Leakless State, and not even this world can leave even a trace on her body.
The wind and snow became increasingly violent, completely burying the ruined temple and the lonely tomb.
And the Ultimate Dao killing god wearing a ghost face and a blue and white dress has already embarked on the road to the Azure Moon Sect.
Damn it, no one can live.