Aunt, please don't chase me. I don't want to be the emperor.

3.80 The Emperor's great uncle is the best master in the Great Zhou

There is a large town in Jizhou called Panshan Town. It is surrounded by mountains, and outside the mountains are deserts and Gobi deserts. When the climate is bad, there are often strong winds and flying sand. It can be said that it is a place that is absolutely hated by people and ghosts.

But the population density of Panshan Town is not small. There are many people living in the town, and many people are flowing in and out day and night. Even when there is a sandstorm outside, you can see people walking against the wind and entering the town.

The reason why such a magical phenomenon occurs in Panshan Town is, of course, because this is the largest black market in Jizhou.

Thirty years ago, this place was a paradise for bandits and foreigners. There were no rules and no laws in Panshan Town. If you wanted to survive here, it would depend on who had the strongest fist and the thickest background. Burning, killing and looting were commonplace in this city.

Later, when Daxuan was overthrown and Dazhou took over the place again, this kind of custom was restrained a lot, but it still existed, just from being in the open to being in secret.

At this time, the largest Jumeng Inn in Panshan Town...

The inn has a large underground area where all sorts of illegal activities take place.

But now, there are corpses everywhere, the air is filled with the unpleasant smell of blood, and there is a creepy cold air.

There were torches and braziers everywhere on the walls, and the passages and halls in this underground area should have been very bright, but for some reason, the environment inside was extremely dark, as if you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

The innkeeper was so frightened that he burst into tears. He fell to the ground, trembling all over, and kept crawling backwards among the corpses, shouting in panic: "No, no, don't kill me, don't kill me, I won't dare to do it again, don't kill me."

The innkeeper looked at the person in front of him as if he were a monster, as if the other party was an evil ghost from hell.

Just now, this man broke into the inn alone, looked around and started a massacre of everyone in the inn, even killing all the bandits, killers, foreigners and evildoers in the inn.

The innkeeper was so frightened that he fled to the deepest part of the underground and summoned several of his top masters to besiege the man. But in just a moment, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and all the masters were torn into pieces. The innkeeper didn't even see how the man attacked.

The person in front of the innkeeper was wearing black and purple clothes, a conical hat on his head, and a red and silver Shura mask on his face. His red eyes emitted a bloody red light, and the broken sword in his hand exuded a dark evil aura.

Dressed like this, with such aura, even if no one has ever seen him before, at this moment no one would be unfamiliar with his name.

The leader of the Seven Generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the most evil cultivator in the world, General Silver Dragon.

He is the father of sisters Su Luohua and Su Luoxue, Ji Xian’s great uncle, and the number one master in the world today!

Silver Dragon Commander's blood-red eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness. He remained unmoved by the innkeeper's plea for mercy. "How many times have you heard such pleas for mercy?"

The innkeeper was stunned.

If you ask how many people I have heard of this, it is of course countless. This inn has brought harm to countless people since the moment it was built.

Silver Dragon Commander slowly raised his sword: "This crime deserves death."

“Wait, don’t….Aa ...

The innkeeper's shrill screams echoed from underground to the surface. He lost all senses, bleeding profusely. His face was terrified, as if countless evil spirits were surrounding him, ready to drag him down to the eighteen levels of hell. Seconds later, with the swift movement of Silver Dragon Commander's sword, the innkeeper's head and body were torn apart, blood splattering everywhere.

Suffering and then dying miserably is what people like you deserve.

Silver Dragon Commander turned away unmoved, preparing to leave the area and let the local authorities sort things out. This was the thirty-second underground group he and Pang Yuanchu had eliminated in the months since they arrived in Jizhou.

Jizhou is too big, so the three secret guards of Silver Dragon, Flying Unicorn and White Horse took joint action, under the unified command of General Silver Dragon and Pang Yuanchu. All people were scattered to carry out the mission, trying to complete the mission in the shortest time possible.

Therefore, Marshal Silver Dragon did many things personally and killed all the bandits himself.

Just as General Silver Dragon was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and looked forward with his deep blood-red eyes.

"who?"

Silver Dragon Commander's voice was like a demon from hell, echoing faintly in the dark underground.

From the shadows ahead, an even colder and more sinister voice rang out: "Haha, you're worthy of being Silver Dragon Commander. You actually spotted me! It seems my stealth skills aren't up to par yet."

In the light of the fire, a man in a pitch-black windbreaker slowly emerged from the shadows. His face couldn't be seen clearly due to the hood he wore. But the moment Silver Dragon Commander saw him, he immediately knew who he was.

Cheng Longjiu, the twelfth national god of the former Daxuan rebels and leader of the Butterfly Shadow organization.

"It's you." Yin Longshuai's eyes became much sharper.

"Haha, handsome Silver Dragon, long time no see."

"It wasn't you I saw last time."

"Haha, I can't hide it from the Marshal."

Thirty years ago, during the battle of Chang'an launched by the Daxuan rebels, General Silver Dragon traveled thousands of miles to rescue the emperor and fought against the Daxuan Yangshen outside the city of Chang'an. Among them was Cheng Longjiu, and the two had met before.

However, after a series of events, Silver Dragon Commander learned that Cheng Longjiu had a double, who was responsible for acting on his behalf. This double was later killed by the retired emperor Ji Xingyu during the Renaissance War, and was later refined by Cheng Ying into a puppet, the Red Moon Puppet, which looked exactly like Cheng Longjiu.

Yin Longshuai knew that the Cheng Longjiu he met thirty years ago was not the person in front of him, but the substitute.

General Silver Dragon slowly pulled out the sword that had already been sheathed. A dark and phantom aura could not stop emanating from it, and the surroundings seemed dark and terrifying like the underworld.

Then, Silver Dragon General asked in a calm but terrifying tone, "You came to me because you want to die?"

Facing such a terrifying spiritual pressure, Cheng Longjiu was not afraid at all. While releasing the red spiritual power to resist, he even laughed: "Haha, of course not, I came to see the Marshal to ask about an old matter."

"what's up?"

"Speaking of which, this matter is related to the Marshal, so I won't beat around the bush." ​​Cheng Longjiu asked, "I wonder if your sister is doing okay now?"

.......

'boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ’

The sound of a spiritual energy explosion resounded throughout the underground, even the inn on the ground began to tremble. And this was just the release of spiritual energy, but it could have such terrifying power.

Seeing Silver Dragon Marshal's reaction, Cheng Longjiu smiled and shook his head: "Don't be so surprised, Marshal. With my Dieying's intelligence ability, it's not difficult to find out what happened back then."

Silver Dragon Marshal's sword was completely unsheathed, a pitch-black broken sword that looked more like a knife.

The name of this sword is Canfeng, and it is a peerless divine weapon that is famous throughout the world because of the name of Silver Dragon Marshal!

Silver Dragon Commander slowly raised his sword: "What do you want to do by asking this?"

"Haha, then I'll get straight to the point. I want... the Ghost Doctor's Scripture."

"...." Silver Dragon Commander didn't answer immediately. His aura became even more terrifying as he said, "You should ask someone else, like Su Qingqiu. I'll send you to hell to see her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Silver Dragon General launched a surprise attack on Cheng Longjiu. Endless evil energy turned into tentacles and thorns and attacked Cheng Longjiu violently, like the gate of hell opened wide, trying to swallow Cheng Longjiu.

But Cheng Longjiu was still laughing, and he was laughing even happier.

Because he got what he wanted.

He personally found Yin Longshuai and even stated his purpose directly, which was to test the situation of Yin Longshuai's sister. And sure enough, judging from Yin Longshuai's reaction, his sister was still alive.

In this way, we have the clue to the Ghost Doctor Sutra.

So what Cheng Longjiu has to do next is to escape from Yin Longshuai's hands.

Cheng Longjiu waved the hem of his windbreaker, and his figure turned into a dark afterimage and disappeared, and Yin Longshuai's attack missed.

A few seconds later, Cheng Longjiu suddenly appeared on the street outside the inn like a ghost, but his feet immediately trembled. Cheng Longjiu drew his sword without hesitation and slashed at the ground. The next second, a dark sword energy broke through the ground and attacked Cheng Longjiu. Cheng Longjiu blocked it with his Blood Night Blade, but he was also thrown back by this powerful sword energy.

Cheng Longjiu was blown into the air, but he did a backflip and landed on the roof of a nearby street, safe and sound.

Not only did he find his position accurately, but a sword energy could also cut through the ground and attack him.

The Silver Dragon Marshal of the Great Zhou Dynasty is indeed worthy of his reputation.

Cheng Longjiu was just sighing when a pitch-black broken sword suddenly slashed towards his neck from behind.

Cheng Longjiu was also not vague. He turned around and swung his sword. The sword and the sword collided, and the residual power of the spiritual power razed all the houses in the surrounding streets to the ground!

Prologue to Ji Taibai's Biography

Under the sunset, on the wasteland...

A pot of wine, a sword...

A long song, a sword across the world...

The sword is famous throughout the world, spanning thousands of miles and transcending ancient and modern times.

There has never been such a powerful person in history. With just one man and one sword, he can wipe out all the evil spirits in the world.

Although he is a rising star, his reputation is known to everyone in the world and has surpassed any powerful person in ancient and modern times.

His name is the Poetry and Sword Immortal.

His name is Ji Taibai.

.....

There is a mountain range in Qingzhou called Cangxing Mountain. If you follow the waterway along the mountain range, you can see a huge dam, and behind the dam is a valley.

This place is the Tianji Pavilion, the world's number one immortal sect and one of the three most powerful sects in the world today.

The valley was filled with mist in the early morning, and the clouds and smoke made it look like a fairyland. At this time, there was a small boat on the river, slowly floating towards the valley.

There was no boatman at the stern and no one could be seen on the boat. It seemed as if the wind was blowing the boat, gradually drifting it into the valley.

But when the boat was blown to the dam, a large number of Taoist priests in white robes immediately appeared on the dam. The disciple of Tianji Pavilion, who was leading the group, drew his sword and pointed it at the boat: "Who are you? Don't you know that this is a forbidden area of ​​Tianji Pavilion?"

Before the people in the boat came out, these disciples smelled a scent.

It smells like wine, a very pleasant and intoxicating smell.

But no one felt intoxicated at this moment. Everyone felt only horror and trepidation. They were standing on the dam, a hundred meters away from the boat on the water. How could the smell of alcohol even reach them?

Is there someone drinking around?

No one thought so, because everyone's eyes were fixed on the boat. Then they saw someone in the boat lift up the curtain and come out, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking happily.

This man was wearing white and red clothes, with long black braids. He had a handsome and elegant appearance and an otherworldly temperament. He also had a gorgeous silver sword on his waist.

"Well, good, that's great."

The man in white drank the wine from the gourd and looked around, seemingly praising the scenery: "The clouds and mountains are like a fairyland, and the fragrance is undeniable. It is worthy of the reputation of the world's number one sect, Tianji Pavilion, and it is well-deserved."

Although he was writing a poem to praise the Tianji Pavilion, the man in white actually never glanced at the Tianji Pavilion disciples on the dam from beginning to end.

This made the leading disciple feel the other party's arrogance and contempt, and he was furious: "Who the hell are you, sir? How dare you look down on us like this!"

But it seemed that in just the blink of an eye, the people on the boat disappeared.

All the Tianji Pavilion disciples were stunned. Their eyes had never left the boat from beginning to end. How could this person disappear in just a moment?!

The leading disciple looked down at the dam, blinking in disbelief, when he heard a casual voice behind him, a little slurred, as if he were still drinking: "Gu, um, I have something to ask your Pavilion Master. Please pass."

The leading disciple was so frightened that he turned around immediately, only to see the man in white appear behind him. He walked inside with his back to him, completely ignoring the disciples guarding the mountain gate.

The leading disciple was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he subconsciously swung his sword at the back of the man in white.

The man in white raised his hand, holding the sword coming from behind with his index and middle fingers. He sighed and his tone became serious, yet also somewhat displeased. "Are all the disciples of the Tianji Pavilion so impatient? I didn't do anything wrong."

"You, you, who are you?"

"Haha, it's time to let the owner of this place know my name."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in white pinched the sword in the disciple's hand with his two fingers, and it broke. Then he roared: "I am Da Zhou, Ji Taibai! ...

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The voice was amplified by spiritual power, echoing throughout the entire mountain range, and people within a thousand miles could hear it.

Tens of thousands of disciples in the Tianji Pavilion were startled. Their first reaction was that it was thunder, but then they realized that someone was shouting. The voice shook the sky, and it was a master who was unrivaled in the world.

Great Zhou...Ji Taibai?

Hearing this name, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Ji Taibai, the poet and swordsman Ji Taibai from the Great Zhou Dynasty?

The supreme master who swept through the eight kingdoms with one sword and ended the chaotic times of the eight kingdoms?

The number one Yang God who roamed the world alone and challenged all the major sects in the world?

Just when everyone was surprised, the disciples of Tianji Pavilion on the dam were stunned by the strong spiritual pressure and roar, and Ji Taibai entered Tianji Pavilion without any hindrance.

There are eight peaks in the Tianji Pavilion, and each peak has a gate, which are the Eight Gates of the Tianji Pavilion. Each gate is presided over by a Yangshen Sect Master, one of the Eight Gate Masters of the Tianji Pavilion.

But Ji Taibai ignored the Eight Peaks and walked straight towards the small town sandwiched between the Eight Peaks.

Ji Taibai had already inquired before coming here. The small town among the eight peaks is called Tianxing Town. There is an observatory in Tianxing Town, and the master of Tianji Pavilion lives in this tower.

The head of Tianji Pavilion, Jiang Shanggong, is the best magician in the world today. No one can match him in the art of astrology and fortune-telling. This time, Ji Taibai came to Tianji Pavilion to find him.

But just as Ji Taibai arrived outside Tianxing Town, he heard a voice from the front: "Are you the Great Zhou Sword Immortal Ji Taibai?"

He heard the voice first and then saw the shadow. Only now did a figure suddenly appear in front of Ji Taibai.

There were two people on the other side, wearing brown and gold Taoist robes respectively. They had an extraordinary aura. Ji Taibai could feel that they also had the cultivation level of Yang God.

"Oh, I wonder who is coming."