The First Immortal of Ancient Times

In front of the ruins valley. →

Zhang Mu knelt in front of the prison master, with a face full of shame and grief, and said: "Prison master, my son was bewitched by someone, Zhang Mu did not teach his son well, and disturbed the exiled immortal, and he deserves death!"

"Do you know who Zhang Yang has been in contact with recently?" The prison master stood with his hands behind his back, his face as cold as ice, and his voice was low.

"I don't know!" Zhang Mu said ashamedly.

"In this case, there is no evidence after death." The prison master said.

"Alas..."

Zhang Mu sighed deeply.

"You can step down, and you will still be in charge of the Immortal Sword List." The prison master said.

"Yes."

Zhang Mu stood up and looked at the prison master with guilt. His expression was bleak, as if he had aged a few years in an instant.

After he left, the prison master turned around and asked Mu Dalong: "After Zhang Mu lost his wife, has he been good to you in recent years?"

"Answer truthfully?" Mu Dalong asked.

"Of course."

"He had feelings for me, but I refused. It would have a bad influence." Mu Dalong pursed his lips, "And he always seems too complicated inside, I don't like him very much."

"Yeah." The prison master nodded.

"Dad thinks he's not right?" Mu Dalong asked carefully.

"It doesn't matter." The prison master looked back at Xugu, his eyes deep and said: "The twin sword exiled immortals in Jianxu, the monsters and ghosts are eager to come out and compete for beauty, but the final result is in the hands of the two sword exiled immortals. On the day of the victory, everyone needs to bear the consequences of their own choices."

"We will too, right?" Mu Dalong asked in a deep voice.

The prison master smiled but said nothing.

...

Exiled Immortal Palace.

Boom!

The sky above the black palace was covered with purple-black sword clouds, and the surrounding space was shaking, which was quite mysterious about the birth and death of the world.

With a loud noise, the door of the Exiled Immortal Palace opened!

A young man in a purple-black robe stepped out!

His sword energy rolled, the space around him twisted, and sword energy in space surrounded him. As he walked, even the bluestone slabs on the ground automatically cracked and were torn into pieces by the power of space.

"Congratulations to Ling Zexian, your divine power has been perfected!"

Ku Xuan, along with Feng Yunshuang, the three Jianxu ancestors, bowed deeply, their eyes full of admiration and respect.

"Ling Zexian, how many levels did you break through in one day?" Ku Xuan's narrow eyes were shining.

"Guess?" Ling Chen loosened his muscles and bones, and his body made a snapping sound.

"How dare we, the shallow mortals, not predict the creation of a true immortal?" Ku Xuan chuckled.

Ling Chen also smiled, and then said: "I have to say that the 'Zhenyuan Pill' you gave me is really effective. If I can get some more, I can speed up the practice of the Eight Realms of the Mortal World and save a lot of trouble."

"More?" Ku Xuan lowered his head and said: "Zhenyuan Pill is a 'Zhenxing-level' pill. All the stocks in Jianxu have been presented to you, Ling Zexian."

"Really? Didn't Yun Zexian take some?" Ling Chen asked indifferently.

"We acted faster than the prison master." Ku Xuan smiled.

"Oh? Then Yun Zexian might be unhappy."

Ling Chen's mouth corners were slightly raised, with some teasing, as if he had a delicate toy, and the road ahead suddenly seemed more challenging.

Everyone smiled when they heard it.

After laughing, Ku Xuan suddenly said, "Ling Zexian, our Eternal Sword Prison's number one alchemist, 'Du Zhongyuan', can refine Zhenyuan Pills. I will ask him to work harder and strive to send out new Zhenyuan Pills during the period of the Immortal Sword Ranking."

"Du Zhongyuan, is he one of yours?" Ling Zexian asked.

"This person is eccentric, not good at socializing, and has a strange temperament. Therefore, he clearly has the strength of the Sword Ruins Patriarch, but he is still the position of the Supreme Elder and is not considered one of ours. However, I have a granddaughter who is his disciple and learns alchemy from him." Ku Xuan said.

"Go." Ling Chen said.

"Yes!" Ku Xuan looked at Feng Yunshuang and the other two and said, "The Immortal Sword Ranking will start soon. The three of you will send Ling Zexian off."

"Ling Zexian, please!"

Feng Yunshuang and the other two nodded.

Ling Chen hummed and walked in front of Bai Wuque!

"Ling Zexian..." Bai Wuque bowed deeply.

Ling Chen reached out and patted his face, saying happily: "Sword slave, open your eyes wide and slowly savor what karma means."

...

Taishang Peak!

This is the most majestic sword-shaped peak in Jianxu, just before the Ruins Valley.

This peak has a huge sword that reaches the sky, and it is majestic and majestic. It is the most core inheritance place of Jianxu, and it is also one of the places with the richest fairy spirit.

The great elders of Jianxu will teach and receive here!

Those who can go to Taishang Peak are all Taishang disciples. This is the highest level among the six-level disciples of Jianxu, and they are definitely sword geniuses above the clouds.

At present, the Taishang disciples of Jianxu are basically the descendants of Jianxu high-level people. Among them, the lowest-level Bai Wuque has a grandfather who is the master of the peak.

At the top of Taishang Peak, there is a 'Danyuan Pavilion'!

This is the residence of Du Zhongyuan, the first alchemist of the Eternal Sword Prison, and it is also the place where he teaches.

This day was the day of the Immortal Sword Ranking. Du Zhongyuan had a total of five supreme disciples, all of whom got up early to practice the Dao of Alchemy, and Du Zhongyuan had been guiding them meticulously for ten years.

Jianxu is a place of inheritance. Generally speaking, only the ancestors do not need to accept disciples to preach.

And this Du Zhongyuan is actually very young, a middle-aged man, a little skinny, with long hair and beard, simple clothes, and looks very quiet.

"Let's stop here today and participate in the Immortal Sword Ranking." Du Zhongyuan stood up and said.

"Thank you, Master!"

The five supreme disciples were all high-ranking disciples of Jianxu. They were well-dressed, good-looking, and heroic. The background of their family background was fully displayed in the confidence on their faces.

They stood up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Du Zhongyuan suddenly said: "In recent days, the matter of Yunzhexian's strange sword soul has been spreading like wildfire. This matter is very complicated. Don't get involved in it, so as not to cause trouble."

"Master, what do you mean?" Among the five disciples, there was a blue-clothed girl in the middle. She was beautiful, not very old, and the light in her eyes was slightly gloomy.

"Since ancient times, the upper limit of the strange sword soul is the Tianquan level. Some people secretly promote the anti-intellectual trend and deliberately discredit Yunzhexian. My disciples cannot participate." Du Zhongyuan said after hearing this.

No matter what their background is, as long as they study with Du Zhongyuan, he will be responsible. →

In Jianxu, the sacredness of the master-disciple relationship is equivalent to the family relationship.

Hearing Du Zhongyuan's words, the four older disciples on the left and right all lowered their heads, their faces a little strange.

But the blue-clothed girl in the middle raised her head, looked at Du Zhongyuan with burning eyes and said: "Master, Kuxue has always respected you very much, and what you said today is the only thing I disagree with."

"Oh?" Du Zhongyuan looked at her calmly.

"Master, is there anyone forcing you to wash Baiyun Exiled Immortal? If so, just blink." Kuxue asked.

Du Zhongyuan shook his head after hearing this.

The young people were indignant, thinking they were very smart, but they were played like dogs.

"Go."

Du Zhongyuan waved his hand, no longer wanting to say more, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

The five supreme disciples pursed their lips, turned around and walked away.

On the way, Kuxue suddenly sneered: "I wonder how much money Du Zhongyuan, the old dog, received from Yun Zexian, dared to say such a thing."

"The world is fickle, alas."

"It is the ordinary disciples who suffer."

"In this world, telling the truth will be banned, it is too dark."

They shook their heads, their eyes full of anxiety about the future of Jianxu, their hot hearts full of deep love for this place of sword inheritance, and deep sympathy for the lower-level sword cultivators.

But this did not affect them being led by the nose.

Kuxue was very satisfied with her "brainwashing" of the four senior brothers and sisters.

She looked very rational and said: "To be honest, even if we only talk about character, the fake immortal is a hundred thousand miles worse than the real immortal. Don't argue, you are right if you argue."

"Junior sister Kuxue, no matter what, the fakes will show up in this Immortal Sword List."

Five flying swords took off into the air and flew into the sky!

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of flying swords flew across the sky from all directions of the Sword Ruins, all heading to the same place!

That is, the Immortal Sword Ranking!

…

Buzz!

Yun Xiao set out from the Ruins Valley, and under the close escort of Mu Dalong, he also headed towards the direction of the Immortal Sword Ranking.

Mu Xiaolong was also a participant, so he naturally accompanied him all the way.

She was clearly in the Emperor's Dingjing, but she insisted that her flying sword was too slow and she wanted to ride on the sword of the Immortal Brother.

Not only did she want to ride, she also had to stand in front!

This little thought was written all over her face.

She was cute and lovely, and she knew how to act coquettishly. She was soft and cute, so Yun Xiao let her go.

If she was ugly and acted coquettishly, Yun Xiao would have kicked her away long ago.

"So fast! Too fast!"

"I can't stand steadily!"

"Immortal Brother, hug me quickly..."

The little girl in his arms was making a fuss, so Yun Xiao could only hold her with one hand, flying across the sky with a chic posture.

"Xiao Long, do you really like me?" Yun Xiao asked in her ear, but his eyes were looking far ahead.

"Who in the world can not love the real immortal? In Xiao Long's dreams, they are all immortal brothers." She is a bold girl. She did not hide her love from the beginning and expressed her admiration clearly.

This is also an interesting true nature.

"Do you want to walk the same immortal road with me?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Of course I want to, but... I feel that it can't be realized." Mu Xiao Long lowered his head slightly, with some hesitation in his eyes.

"It's really impossible, maybe because I like to walk alone and not be bound by worldly ties." Yun Xiao said.

"Then have you ever liked someone?" Mu Xiao Long asked nervously.

"Too many!" Yun Xiao smiled happily, "There is a girl, I want to take her with me, but she likes peace and quiet and doesn't want to wander with me. There is another girl, I also want to go all the way with her, but unfortunately, she turned into a stone..."

"Ah? What you said sounds so bad." Mu Xiaolong was shocked, and then added: "But I still like her very much."

"So, let fate decide everything." Yun Xiao said.

"Anyway, no matter how the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, I am still a dog of the face of the fairy brother... cough cough."

Mu Xiaolong was in a good mood when he learned that Yun Xiao wanted Jinquan wine instead of her mother.

"You are still young. When you grow up, you will know that appearance is not important to a person at all." Yun Xiao said.

"Then will you marry someone who is not good-looking?" Mu Xiaolong asked with a glare.

"...No." Yun Xiao said embarrassedly.

"That's it? You're only two years older than me, but you're acting so old, huh." Mu Xiaolong looked down on him, and quietly moved closer to Yun Xiao's arms, whispering, "Didn't you see clearly in the Golden Core Pool? She has good genes, and she's not small anymore!"

Yun Xiao: "..."

Looking ahead in silence, the Immortal Sword Ranking in front of him was like a sword peak, towering into the clouds!

"Xiao Long, what are the rules for the ranking?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Just fight." Mu Xiao Long was willing to talk to him, and she was always excited no matter what he said.

"How to fight?"

"It's very simple, an elimination battle from beginning to end." Mu Xiao Long said.

"What are the details?"

"Didn't we pre-register before? Then the elders selected 4,096 people from all the applicants, and held twelve two-on-two battles to determine the final number one on the Immortal Sword Ranking! The elders then voted to rank the top 100 on the Immortal Sword Ranking based on their performance." Mu Xiao Long said.

"That's pretty simple. In short, the opponents are random, and it's over after twelve games." Yun Xiao likes this kind of competition system, which is simpler and more brutal than the first immortal battle in the heaven.

"It's not random. In order to prevent the seeded players from meeting each other too early, the entire battle sequence has pre-arranged the disciples into sixteen levels. In each level, there are junior sword cultivators of different levels. For example, I am still young, so I am temporarily classified as the seventh level." Mu Xiaolong explained.

Yun Xiao never cares about anything other than the first place when he participates in any competition.

So, whether it is random or divided into levels, it doesn't matter to him.

He just needs to remember that he will be done if he wins twelve games in a row!

"Which level am I in?" Yun Xiao asked casually.

"This time, the battle sequence of the Immortal Sword Ranking is different from the past. There are only two people listed in the first level." Mu Xiaolong said with a smile.

Yun Xiao understood.

Even though he and Ling Chen are not at a high level, they have a transcendent status and are directly listed as the only two in the first level!

"Does it mean that there is only one possibility for me to meet him?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Yes, in the final battle! Before that, if any of you fall behind, there will be no duel with the Sword Exiled Immortal, which is quite embarrassing!" Mu Xiaolong curled his lips and said.

"Yeah!"

The audience likes to watch the strong duel, and this arrangement is quite interesting.

In order to meet, both of them have to overcome all difficulties and laugh at the end in their own half!

"The Eternal Sword is just a test of talent! The Immortal Sword Ranking is the moment to test the real combat power and talent!" Mu Xiaolong said.

If you lose today, you will be completely defeated.

The identity of the Sword Exiled Immortal brings not only treasures and resources, but also terrifying mental pressure!

In addition to the smear campaign, only Mu Dalong and the others know how much pressure Yun Xiao is under at the moment.

However, what calmed them mother and daughter was that Yun Xiao was still calm and indifferent until now, as if he was an outsider.

He also casually asked: "There are twelve elimination matches in total, from more than 4,000 people to one person, how long will it last in total?"

"One day, a total of twelve hours, one round of fighting in each hour, and whoever resolves the battle earlier in a single hour will have longer rest time." Mu Dalong answered beside him.

"Okay, then you choose a quiet place for me to rest, I have to practice after each fight." Yun Xiao said.

"Brother Immortal, why are you in such a hurry? Why not relax during the interval and let Xiaolong massage your shoulders?" Mu Xiaolong pouted and asked.

"A while?"

Yun Xiao smiled but said nothing.

After a night of digestion, the ten thousand immortal jades that Chi Yue ate are about to be taken out of the furnace!

One round of one hour is a while for Mu Xiaolong, but for Yun Xiao, it is too long!

At this point, the Immortal Sword List with a noisy voice and overwhelming air waves has finally arrived!

Looking around, there are already hundreds of thousands of people flying swords across the sky!

Watch the battle in the sky!

And more and more people will come.

Those who don't have seats are either ordinary sword sects or ordinary disciples.

Yun Xiao looked ahead and saw a golden pillar in front of him. It was shining in the sunlight. Last year's Immortal Sword Ranking had been removed, and a new honor was waiting!

And under this golden pillar, there were more than 2,000 golden battle platforms, each of which was protected by a magic array and guarded by a special sword sect.

Some strong duels may be guarded by the peak master and the supreme elder.

"This venue is ten times larger than the first immortal battle in the heaven!"

As soon as I came here, the solemn, sharp, and wild atmosphere of sword fighting came.

Hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators, with deep eyes, sword energy flying in their eyes, were extremely excited.

Many participating sword cultivators have arrived and are receiving serial number cards from Zhang Mu to determine their participating intervals!

The atmosphere is solemn and cold!

"Yun Zexian has arrived..."

Someone suddenly said something, and the hot atmosphere under the Immortal Sword Ranking suddenly became eerie, cold and gloomy.

It was as if there was a dark hand covering the sky, covering everyone's head, making people feel depressed, and their faces became angry and gloomy.

"Oh my god, am I the villain?"

Yun Xiao saw countless mixed looks at a glance, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.