In the small courtyard, the new wrinkles in the air slowly smoothed out.
Su Yu stood where he was, quietly feeling the Yellow Springs Prison Qi rushing in his body.
His feet seemed to be connected with the endless earth. As long as he thought about it, the thick and majestic power of the earth would continuously flow into his limbs and bones.
This kind of down-to-earth power is far from the empty feeling of Spiritual Qi floating in the Mystic Realm.
He raised his hand, and a dark, ink-like prison aura lingered on his fingertips. There was no startling flame, but it gave the surrounding space a sense of stagnation that was about to be crushed by its weight.
"Earth Realm... It is indeed another world."
Su Yu whispered, and then his thoughts sank into his mind, calling up the system panel.
[Host: Su Yu]
[Realm: Earth Realm First Level(Qi Refinement), Earth Realm First Level(Spirit Refinement)Mystic Realm Ninth Level(Body Refinement)]
[Exercise techniques: "Pagoda Demonic Baleful Intent Art" (Subtlety), "Yellow Springs Earth Vein Art" (Xiao Cheng), "Azure Nether Purple-Gold Spirit Refinement Record" (Subtlety)...]
[Slaughter Points:0]
His eyes were fixed on the dazzling "0" at the end, and Su Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.
One hundred and sixty thousand Slaughter Points was exchanged for a breakthrough in the Qi Refinement realm and a small success in a Earth Realm technique. This transaction is definitely not a loss.
But whether it is "Acala Body" that is about to be obtained, or "Yellow Springs Earth Vein Art" that needs to be continued, it will be a bottomless pit that swallows Slaughter Points.
Now, he is like a pauper with a peerless magic weapon in hand, with a treasure mountain but no ability to mine it.
Slaughter Points must be replenished as soon as possible.
Su Yu As soon as the thought came into his mind, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
He opened the door, and a heroic figure stood outside the door.
The visitor is none other than Sun Xin. She has put on a brand new Demon Suppression Bureau captain's armor. The tailored armor outlines her upright figure, which is not inferior to that of a man. The weakness and confusion between her eyebrows have been swept away, replaced by a perseverance and ability that has been experienced.
"Master Su."
When Sun Xin saw Su Yu, a flash of awe flashed in his eyes, and then he solemnly saluted with clasped fists.
"Is something wrong?"
Su Yu The sound is dull.
"I've come to say goodbye to you."
Sun Xin took a deep breath and said in a calm tone, "Master Wang Du has officially ordered me to be Tiannan Commandery Demon Suppression Commandant, responsible for rebuilding the local Demon Suppression Bureau intelligence system. I will set off early tomorrow morning."
Tiannan Commandery.
These three words fell into Su Yu's ears, and a cold electric light suddenly flashed across the depths of his ancient eyes.
Mystic Sword Sect.
The sect that colluded with Demon God Cult, secretly communicated with Heavenly Slaughter Tower, and tried to place him in Dead Land several times, its mountain gate is located within the territory of Tiannan Commandery.
Su Yu's silence made the air a little solid. Sun Xin thought that he had disturbed him, and quickly said, "Sir, if there is nothing else to do, I will stay soon."
"Tiannan Commandery The water is deep, so be careful when traveling."
Su Yu looked at her and suddenly spoke.
His voice still had no fluctuation, but it made Sun Xin feel warm in his heart.
She nodded vigorously, her eyes extremely firm. "Thank you, sir, for your advice. I understand. Now that I am Demon Suppression Guard, I have already put my life and death aside."
Su Yu said no more, just nodded slightly.
Sun Xin saluted again, then turned around and left.
Looking at the figure disappearing at the entrance of the courtyard, Su Yu slowly closed the door and sat back on the stone bench.
Inside the hospital, deathly silence returned again.
He was still thinking about where to harvest a wave of "resources", but now, the target has arrived at his door.
Xuankong Temple's Dharma Discussion Competition is coming soon, and he doesn't have much time to waste.
Mystic Sword Sect...
Su Yu's knuckles tapped lightly on the stone table, making a very regular soft sound.
Colluded with demons, harmed fellow comrades, intercepted and killed Demon Suppression Guard.
According to Great Qin Law law, this is the crime of extermination.
He was silently calculating in his mind.
Wang Du, since you let me go, you are tacitly agreeing to it. Killing demons and demons is Demon Suppression Bureau's duty.
What's more, this old debt should be recovered with interest.
After a while, the knocking sound stopped suddenly.
Su Yu stood up, and the black tiger suit that represented Demon Suppression Bureau's identity moved automatically.
He didn't pack any bags because he didn't need any luggage for this trip.
Buzz!
An invisible wisp of Yao Qi spread out from his body, and Yao One transformed into a servant, bowing obsequiously to Su Yu.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Conceal your whereabouts and head to Tiannan Commandery at full speed."
The command of Su Yu is concise and clear.
"As you command!"
Yao One's body instantly turned into a ball of pure origin Yao Qi, like a living black windbreaker, quietly Soundless covering Su Yu's whole body.
The next moment, Su Yu's figure swayed slightly on the spot, and then disappeared out of thin air like an ink drop in water.
No thunder, no sonic boom.
Only a bottomless shallow pit eroded by Yellow Springs Prison Qi was left on the ground, proving that he had stopped here.
The night is as dark as ink.
Tiannan Commandery, Mystic Sword Mountain Range.
The continuous mountains are like a giant beast crawling in the darkness, and the main peak "Mystic Sword Peak" of the mountain gate is like a Lijian stuck upside down in the sky, reflecting the cold light under the cold moonlight.
Inside the mountain gate, the lights are brightly lit, the disciples patrolling the mountain are constantly coming and going, and the Sword Qi is strict, giving it the heyday atmosphere of a top sect.
No one knew that a bloody storm that could subvert the entire sect had quietly arrived.
On the top of the thousand-foot solitary peak opposite Mystic Sword Peak, a figure shrouded in Yao Qi's black robe quietly emerged like a ghost, blending perfectly with the night.
Su Yu stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the impregnable sect below.
Earth Realm's spiritual consciousness spread out like an invisible tide, easily penetrating Mystic Sword Sect's mountain-protecting formation and taking in everything inside the mountain gate.
He "saw" the disciples practicing in the martial arts arena, "saw" the elders refining alchemy in the alchemy room, and "saw" a deep and heavily guarded dungeon located in the forbidden area of the back mountain.
In the deepest part of the dungeon, a familiar yet weak aura made his eyes narrow slightly.
Chu He.
The great elder Mystic Sword Sect, who was severely injured by Lu Cang's sword in the Black Demon Mountain Range and was rescued by Chu Yuan's broken arm, is now being imprisoned like a dead dog with a thick dark iron chain piercing through his bones.
Su Yu's mouth slowly curved into a cold arc.
It seems that Mystic Sword Sect treated him as an abandoned son in order to appease Demon Suppression Bureau's anger.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
He slowly raised his hand, Yao Qi's black robe faded away, revealing that young but indifferent face.
"Mystic Sword Sect,"
Su Yu's voice was very soft, but it seemed to be carrying the chill of the Nine Netherworld, echoing quietly on the top of the lonely peak.
"I'm here to collect the debt."