Sixty years is enough time for all those young geniuses to turn into withered bones or become dying old men.
But she still looks like she did back then, even because Qi and Blood has become more and more terrifying, and her appearance is even more stunning than before.
"Let's go and have a look. After being in seclusion for thirty and thirty years, it's time to go and see what the secular world Martial Dao has become now."
Su Yueli whispered.
This time, she did not wear the black robe that easily attracted attention and had obvious marks.
He took out a cold mask with carved white background from Storage Bag and fastened it on his face.
I had always kept a mask on hand for convenience, but I never used it.
Then he took a step forward and his body turned into a blurry afterimage, running straight towards Great Li Imperial City at full speed.
"..."
On the way, Su Yueli suddenly remembered Pang Family back then. At that time, it was a deadlock between the two parties.
However, Pang Family, the head of the family who was considered a giant in the mortal world - Peak Eighth Realm warrior, died in her hands in the end.
A Sexagenary Cycle passed, and now Pang Family has probably forgotten her long ago.
The lifespan of a mortal is very short. Counting the time, almost all the people who had seen her and hated her were lying in the ground now.
Although there are immortal cultivators within the Pang Family, they are all juniors with mediocre qualifications, and their strength is only in the third or fourth realm.
In the past, her strength was weak and she needed to avoid the sharp edges. Now that she can fight head-on, she naturally doesn't take these small fish and shrimps to heart.
The journey took two and a half days. When the outline of Imperial City appeared on the horizon, Su Yueli slowed down.
The difference between the city in front of me and in my memory is very obvious.
The city wall was raised several feet higher, and the interrogating sergeants at the city gate were replaced by internal experts with bulging temples. The queue to enter the city was long, and there was a tense feeling in the air that a storm was about to come.
The scenes that happened here more than sixty years ago seem like yesterday.
Su Yueli's eyes were a little dazed, and he couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart. Immortal cultivators live their lives too slowly, often spending decades in seclusion, and are completely numb to the concept of time.
But for mortals, this is already a whole life.
I don't know what happened to Lin Ye, who she had crossed paths with back then.
If he lives to this age, he will probably become an old man in his eighties or nineties, with all his teeth missing and a shaky walk.
Or perhaps, there are no bones left. Eternal Life, the longer you walk on this road, the fewer acquaintances you will have around you.
Su Yueli recovered his thoughts and followed the crowd into the city.
She did not rush to find out the information, but found a remote and inconspicuous restaurant, ordered a few plates of ordinary side dishes and a pot of soju, and sat at the window seat to eat one after another.
At this time, the restaurant was already filled with people from all walks of life, and a few men with knives at the next table were talking and spitting.
"Have you heard? There are many ruthless characters coming to Martial Artists' Tournament this time. I heard that the young master from the Nangong Family rushed to the Fourth Realm at the age of thirty. He is simply a monster."
"Fourth Realm is nothing. Yesterday, I saw a Rogue Cultivator Ironhead Kid from the north. He had a conflict with someone on the street. He punched a Fourth Realm master until he vomited blood and flew backwards. He was wearing Hardening Technique, and he was definitely Fifth Realm."
"Hiss... As a result, the quality of this class's warriors is ridiculously high. If the competition starts tomorrow, I'm afraid they will be beaten to a bloody pulp."
"Tsk tsk, it seems that the pills and Cultivation Method brought out by the royal family this time have fished out all the disciples of the old monsters."
Su Yueli took a sip of the spicy soju, feeling no fluctuation in his heart.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the thirty-year-old Seventh Realm can indeed be called a genius, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, as long as the Qi is not introduced into the body, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess after a hundred years.
She does not consider herself a genius, but her endless lifespan is enough for her to break through more realms and create miracles.
However, seeing these mortals trying their best for a little fame, fortune and mundane resources, this long-lost fireworks made her feel a little sad.
The competition starts tomorrow. I hope this year's warriors can show some real value and not let her watch it too boringly.
"..."
At the same time, inside the Azure Moon Sect, thousands of miles away.
With a dull roar, the stone door of the secret room that had been closed for decades suddenly opened.
Shen Huai'an walked out slowly, and the sun shone on his face, illuminating a pair of eyes that were deeper than before.
After sitting idle for decades, the sect poured massive resources on him, almost piling up his cultivation with spirit medicine.
After tempering his character, he broke through the bottleneck that originally blocked him in one fell swoop, breaking through two realms in a row, and now he is firmly at the Sixth Realm.
Azure Moon Sect In the main hall, the sect master looked at Shen Huai'an, who had a strong breath, with a happy smile on his face.
"Okay! It's true that I have high hopes for you. You have crossed the Sixth Realm threshold in just a few decades. Among the younger generation, you are already proud of the rest."
The leader of the Azure Moon Sect picked up the tea cup and said slowly, "The day of Cultivators' Tournament, which is held once in a century, is almost here, but the rules are still the same. The ordinary Martial Artists' Tournament will be held first. You have been in seclusion for too long. Although you have made a breakthrough in your xinxing, you lack actual combat. This time..."
"Go to Imperial City in advance, touch the bottom of those ordinary masters, and relax at the same time. When Cultivators' Tournament opens, you have only one goal - to win the leader and win glory for me, Azure Moon Sect."
A hint of fanatical ambition flashed in Shen Huai'an's eyes, and he bowed to accept the order, "With peace of mind, I will live up to my mission. The leader of this term can only be mine."
The sect master laughed a few times and then clapped his hands.
Two black figures appeared in the center of the hall like ghosts. They were two old men with withered faces and exuding a rotten but extremely terrifying aura.
"These are the two Ninth Realm elders of the sect. The ordinary Imperial City is now mixed with dragons and snakes. If we are not safe, some blind Rogue Cultivator will cause chaos. They will go with you to protect you."
"Remember, outside, everything you say and do represents Azure Moon Sect. Anyone who dares to block your way will be killed directly."
Shen Huai'an looked at the two full-level bodyguards behind him, with a confident smile on his face.
Not to mention going out with this level of combat power, even now he can walk sideways in the mortal world.
However, ever since Heavenly Bone was detected and adopted by the Azure Moon Sect as the young sect leader, he has been practicing hard for nearly two hundred years.
Now, I can finally go out for a walk.
Thinking of this, my heart, which had been dull for a long time, started to stir up waves, and I gradually began to look forward to it.
Then he waved his hand and turned into a stream of light and flew out of the Azure Moon Sect.
"Let's go to Imperial City."