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Half a day later.
We walked out of the remote Barren Mountain and walked east along the winding mountain road for some time.
Su Yueli raised his eyes, Azure Cloud Sect's door was vaguely visible.
More than a hundred years ago, this place was the absolute hegemon with a radius of thousands of miles. The main peak reached straight into the sky, surrounded by eighteen secondary peaks, and the fairy light was bright.
However, looking back now, most of the main peak that was originally flattened was only built with some simple pavilions and pavilions, and the runes of the sect-protecting formation were very weak.
The sect's territory has been reduced by more than half, and even the number of disciples coming and going to wield swords seems a little thin.
It seems that the scars caused by the battle a hundred years ago have not healed yet.
In a small town at the foot of the mountain, restaurant signs swayed in the wind.
Su Yueli didn't wear the mask with the blood stripes on the white background this time.
She had washed away her beauty and wore a long blue and white dress. Her appearance was as beautiful as ever, and her expression was cold and calm.
I walked into the restaurant, sat down in the corner by the window on the second floor, ordered two plates of ordinary stir-fry dishes, and ordered a pot of soju.
He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, Su Yueli frowned slightly, and felt a spicy and throat-piercing feeling on the tip of his tongue.
After living for hundreds of years, she still seems to be unable to get used to drinking this kind of strong liquor.
I didn't like it when I was a mortal, but now my body is pushing Thirteenth Realm, and I still feel uncomfortably spicy after drinking this drink.
Except for a few people who are in extremely bad moods and want to drink to relieve their worries, they can drink a few more drinks. Normally, just a few sips will make them feel uncomfortable.
She put down her wine glass, picked up a piece of fried meat with bamboo chopsticks, chewed it, and listened to the sounds around her.
Sitting at the next table were several young men Rogue Cultivator carrying long swords, chatting animatedly about the news about Cultivation World.
Su Yueli turned his head and broke through the noise at the wine table. "Fellow Daoists, please excuse me. Azure Cloud Sect in front of me seems to be quite depressed. How can such a famous sect end up in such a situation now?"
A young monk with a round face at the next table turned his head and took a look at Su Yueli.
Seeing that although the other party had no Spiritual Power fluctuations on his body, his appearance was very extraordinary, so he put down his guard and laughed:
"Young lady just came here from out of town, right? Now Azure Cloud Sect is not a famous sect, it's just an ordinary second-rate immortal sect at most!"
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Su Yueli looked flatly and took another sip of the spicy drink.
The round-faced monk became interested, patted the table and said, "You have asked the right person about this! More than a hundred years ago, Azure Cloud Sect called it a tragedy, Cultivation World called it the Cangyun Disaster!"
"That battle was an unprecedented and bizarre case. I heard that a masked Thirteenth Realm Ultimate Dao fanatic appeared out of nowhere and killed him through the main peak of the Azure Cloud Sect!"
"The formation at that time was blown to pieces by a punch. The former sect master, the old sect master, the young sect master, and the old ancestors were all beaten to pieces. Some were dead, some were missing, some were seriously injured. Many elders also died. The entire main peak was razed to the ground!"
The round-faced monk became more and more excited as he talked, dancing and dancing as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Su Yueli Listening to the other party's description of the scene when he smashed the mountain gate with one punch, he felt completely calm and even put a piece of tofu in his mouth.
"What about the Azure Cloud Sect's ancestor?"
Su Yueli's hands holding the food paused slightly, and he spoke softly, "It's such a dignified party, aren't there any elders in charge?"
"Yes! Why not!" The round-faced monk lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "The ancestor sacrificed the immortal weapon of the Sect back then! But as it turned out, the masked maniac was also a ruthless person. He blew himself up half a Martial Soul, burned a full five hundred years of life, and punched the ancestor so hard that he vomited blood and flew several hundred feet away!"
"After that battle, Azure Cloud Sect's vitality was completely damaged. The ancestor was seriously injured, and Immortal Mirror was also torn apart. After returning to the mountain, he directly sealed the ancestor cave abode and forced him to retreat."
"Now more than a hundred years have passed, and no one knows whether the ancestor is dead or alive. Some say that he was too seriously injured and turned into withered bones, while others say that he is lingering on. Anyway, since then, Azure Cloud Sect has plummeted, and has reduced to what it is now."
Su Yueli After listening quietly, he made secret calculations in his mind.
Azure Cloud Sect was destroyed that year, purely because of personal hatred. It was reasonable for our ancestors to stop it and protect their own sect.
But just because she understands, it doesn't mean she will let the other person go.
The revenge of the mirror that day, as well as the cause and effect on our ancestors, must be explained.
If the old guy really died of his injuries in the cave, consider him lucky. If he still has one breath left... then she will send him on his way with her own hands.
"Thank you fellow Daoist for clarifying my doubts."
Several people waved their hands. "You're welcome, you're welcome."
"I just don't know who that person is. He can break the barriers of warriors and reach the so-called Thirteenth Realm, and he can still live for such a long time!"
"Yes, maybe it contains the secret of eternal life!"
Su Yueli listened to this without much reaction, left two ingots of silver on the table, stood up and walked out of the restaurant.
The streets are bustling with traffic, the sound of hawking and the sound of carriages running over Bluestone boards are endless.
I walked past several children playing and playing with candied haws, their laughter piercing the cold wind.
Su Yueli stood on the street, looking at the bustling world in front of him, and felt a little dazed for a moment.
Sitting there for hundreds of years, Fleshly Sainthood, but walking in this earthly world, looking at these mortals who could only live for a few decades, but lived a steamy life, she felt an indescribable comfort in her heart.
The secular fireworks are indeed quite good.
The trance is fleeting.
Su Yueli flicked the dust on her long skirt, and her eyes regained their original look.
She retracted her thoughts and walked towards the main peak of the Azure Cloud Sect.
Let this matter be settled completely today.
Find the ancestors, confirm life and death, and smash this final cause and effect with one punch.
From then on, Azure Cloud Sect's ups and downs, honor and disgrace, had nothing to do with her Su Yueli.
Cause and effect, completely cut off.
Half an hour later, in front of the Azure Cloud Sect Mountain Gate.
Today's mountain patrol disciples are very lax, with a few Qi Refining Stage disciples yawning in front of the mountain gate.
Su Yueli walked through the mountain gate without even deliberately hiding his figure.
Walking leisurely along the way, she avoided meaningless killings.
Cultivation World has been fighting and killing for hundreds of years, but she has never thought about getting involved with those ordinary low-level disciples who had no idea what was going on back then.
Even if you are tired, there is no need.
Not long after, she sneaked into the current main peak of the Azure Cloud Sect.
The main peak is where the elites of the inner sect and the direct disciples of the elders from all walks of life gather. Regarding the secrets of the sect's top leaders, the people here obviously know more.
At the corner of a side hall with carved beams and painted beams, Su Yueli was leaning against a red painted wooden pillar.
The early morning wind blew through the corridor, and a sound of footsteps came from a distance.
Su Yueli tilted his head slightly and glanced across.
I saw a young male correctional officer wearing a blue brocade robe walking quickly, holding a roll of Jade Slip in his hand and looking arrogant.
The most eye-catching thing is that hanging on his waist is a token made of pure gold, with the pattern of the Azure Cloud Sect clearly engraved on it.
This is a status symbol that can only be obtained by the disciples of the elders.
Su Yueli narrowed his eyes slightly, it's you...