My Teacher is a Rebirthed Immortal

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King Zhennan is a powerful man. He is in the seven realms. At least he has been in Nanjiang for hundreds of years without any accidents.

Every large-scale beast attack will be blocked by him, so even if he took the lead to support the big prince before, Qin Zheng did not punish him after that.

After all, this person knows too much about the situation in southern Xinjiang.

Qin Zheng frowned: "According to what you said, the King of Zhennan was in his own barracks, and he was protected by a large number of troops, but he was beheaded without knowing it. He didn't even realize it until the next day. Its strength is estimated to be at least the existence of Eleven Realms."

Even... higher.

"It's because of Nanyang Lizong." Chu Yi quickly came to a conclusion.

"Teacher, does this also matter?" Qin Zheng asked modestly.

Chu Yi has seen so many things that he can naturally see through at a glance.

He explained: "The fierce beasts have lived together for hundreds of years, but now there is a change at this time..."

"Nanyang Lizong's disciples are in the imperial capital, but it's still a little trouble to infiltrate outside, and it can only create a lot of chaos."

"The southern Xinjiang is not necessarily man-made, but it may also be a deformed beast, and finally it can't help it."

"Qin Zheng, now immediately remind the King of Zhenbei that he also needs to pay attention to safety there."

Chu Yi looked around: "This matter has been slowly escalating until now. You must not underestimate this line of inheritance. After all, the Nanyang Lizong was Sipinzong."

"The entire continent, now everyone's eyes are on here, if one is not good, it will become the location of the continental vortex, so you have to be calm."

"I have let the people of the dark world protect you, but in a short period of time there is no problem, as long as the sect does not intervene, it does not matter."

Chu Yi thought about it and continued: "Now the dragons in South Xinjiang have no heads. I will go in a few days."

"Teacher, you are going to go, isn't this too dangerous?"

"It is dangerous, so it is necessary to pass by and turn everyone's attention to me, so that the focus on the imperial capital will be reduced."

Moreover, Chu Yi has another purpose.

Thousands of years ago, he found a piece of open-hearted sandstone in a crater in southern Xinjiang. This kind of stone was specially used to polish weapons.

His current Yinyang sword sword embryo just needs a piece.

Once polished successfully, it can form a real long sword.

And now that the millennium has passed, that piece of clear sand should have been conceived successfully.

This kind of material is relatively rare. Chu Yi discovered it when he went to explore there in the last life.

After discussing some details with Qin Zheng, within a few days, Chu Yi set off in a hurry.

There is no teleportation to southern Xinjiang, because the aura over there is extremely unstable.

Fortunately, for the powerful in the realm of Dao, they can already fly long distances, and it takes less than a few days to scale across most of the empire.

just--

"Teacher Chu, you can go, how can you bring the old slaves, the old slaves are already half-bodied people, and can't stand your toss."

Grandfather Zheng's face was bitter, and his wrinkles were squeezed into a chrysanthemum, and he looked sadly behind Chu Yi.

Chu Yi looked back and laughed.

The reason he took this old guy with him was to polish it.

Duke Zheng served the last Qin Emperor for thousands of years and knew almost everything in the imperial city. He didn't seem to do anything, but he had too much influence, and many court officials also listened to him.

not to mention……

"Grandpa Zheng, you have grown into eleven realms, so you won't be tired for such a little journey."

Grandpa Zheng was stiff.

"What kind of Dao eleven realms, old slaves have just entered the realm of Dao, Teacher Chu is afraid to look away."

Chu Yi was flying at a low altitude and said slowly: "I remember that two thousand years ago, a painter named Zheng Yin came out of Bei Yan. He was a genius, but a prince of Bei Yan was Envious of his talents, he was unable to recruit and killed all his family."

"The painter escaped, and one year later, the entire Beiyan imperial city, heavy rain fell, and a drop of rain turned into a devil, sword, knife, and fell from the sky. The prince died on the spot, and the imperial city of Beiyan was also killed and injured. More than half."

"It was only discovered afterwards that all of the imperial city was filled with ink."

Chu Yi's words made all the smiles on Duke Zheng's face froze.

He knew these things because he had just come to Tai Chi Sect at the time, and just heard about it, and Tai Chi Sect also sent people to try to recruit this painter, but he was finally rejected.

Not long ago, Chu Yi saw Grandpa Zheng suddenly thinking about it, and after reading through some data comparisons, he discovered that Grandpa Zheng was the genius painter.

"Relax, Grandpa Zheng, as long as you can stay in the Qin Ling Empire with peace of mind and serve Qin Zheng, the Beiyan will be destroyed one day."

After Chu Yi finished speaking, he speeded up.

Grandpa Zheng behind him sighed in vain.

...

Near the edge of the Qinling Empire's southern border, there are a group of horses and horses running on the official road.

Each car, although not comparable to the prosperity of the empire, is at least rich and wealthy in southern Xinjiang.

"It finally escaped. As soon as the king of Zhennan died, the entire southern frontier was in chaos. Fortunately, we acted quickly, otherwise we would be swallowed by the beasts."

On top of a car, a family of three sat.

At that moment, the man looked at the long queue at the rear, and he was also worried.

His eyes were sly, and he had a merchant's breath.

And sitting on his side is a woman, women are luxuriously dressed and precious.

"The southern king of this town is too weak. He is still in the military camp and will be intercepted. This is good. We have to give up the industry in Nanfeng City."

The women spoke a bit harshly and were dissatisfied.

"Mother, King Zhennan has been guarding Southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years, don't you often praise him."

A smart girl, about fourteen or five years old, said.

"There is nothing to be exaggerated about when a person dies. Ouch, this weather is really hot." The woman murmured.

Suddenly, the car stopped.

The coachman came in and said, "Adult, there is a young man and an old man asking things."

The three did not care either, and they happened to walk for a long time, stopping to rest.

"Xu Wencheng, I don't know what the two of you are asking?"

Xu Wencheng glanced at the dress of Chu Yi and they were surprised that the young man was still standing with a pet beast on his shoulder, but he was not attentive.

"Chu Yi."

"I would like to ask, Brother Xu, what happened recently here?"

"Hey, it's hard to say a word." Xu Wencheng smiled bitterly.

"Since the death of King Zhennan, the entire military camp was in chaos, and the beasts attacked the city. Now the Nanfeng City has been completely occupied by the beasts, and the army has begun to retreat towards the moon sky city."

"You see people on this road are all fleeing."

"Can't General Bloodspear calm the situation?" Chu Yi asked.

The blood spear general, who also appeared in the Jin Luan Palace before, was famous in southern Xinjiang, but only weaker than the king of Zhennan.

"General Bloodspear can't catch up, I heard that the beasts on his side are also in riot."

"Now, it is still safer to visit Yuetian City. Near Yuetian City, after all, it is the Qipinzong Yinshanzong!"

Speaking of the Yinshan Sect, the people around you also worshiped.

"Yeah, we will be safe when the Yin Shanzong is finished."

Chu Yi frowned, but it seemed that this time things were more troublesome than expected.

"Have you asked? Give it money if you ask." Suddenly, the woman shouted.

"Why? No money? If you don't have money, ask the news. It's really a poor ghost. Go away."

The well-dressed woman said impatiently.

Chu Yi shook his head with a smile, apparently this woman was of the mean type.

But he didn't care.

It's just that when I glanced over the girl beside the woman, I stayed for a moment.

The girl smiled at Chu Yi curiously.

"Talent is not bad." Chu Yi muttered.

Only suddenly, he lifted his eyelids and looked forward.

But seeing the arrows above the mountains and forests on both sides, they shot at the huge refugee crowd.

The nearest horseman passed through his throat with an arrow and died on the spot.