Walking by the Abyss on Thin Ice

Chapter 139 – Seven Old Immortals

Su Yun looked up and saw Wen Lifang urging the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror in the air.

Wen Lifang should be the real culprit who killed Mr. Wild Fox!

At this moment, Wen Lifang's gaze fell on him, his eyes were like fire, but he hesitated to shoot Su Yun with the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror!

She sensed that Zuo Songyan had already locked her breath. If she took action, at the moment when the power of the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror erupted, it would be the moment when her defense was most relaxed. In this short moment, Zuo Songyan was enough to take her life!

She had an arrow on the string, but she dared not move, and could only maintain the state of the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror's power reaching its peak but not releasing it, which was extremely exhausting for her cultivation!

Su Yun withdrew his gaze and silently thought in his heart: "As I guessed, the seven major aristocratic families originated 150 years ago, and they are all related to the leader Xuege. The Wen family has the True Dragon Technique, and most other aristocratic families also have it! However, which aristocratic family among the seven major aristocratic families was created by the leader Xuege? And who is the leader Xuege?"

He walked down the sword platform and walked outside the Sword Dao Academy, thinking to himself: "The human demon Wu Tong and Ying Ying may be the last two people who have seen the true face of the leader Xuege. Unfortunately, the leader Xuege must have changed his appearance and no longer uses his original appearance."

Under the sword platform, the scholars of the Sword Dao Academy were eager to try, but no one dared to take action.

Su Yun walked through the crowd and walked out of the Sword Dao Academy, loudly saying: "Wen Pushe, I have already challenged the Sword Dao Academy, but it's just like that. I want to go to the Confucian Academy to learn something."

Wen Lifang coldly snorted, and the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror clanged. The widest side of the bronze mirror was as much as four or five zhangs long, and the other bronze mirrors were of various sizes, each with terrifying power. The light in the mirror was like the most intense sun, which could erupt at any time!

She almost couldn't restrain herself. Suddenly, an old voice laughed and said, "Lifang, don't act rashly. Lao Piaozi, who dominates the northern seventeen states, is not just about dividing the gourd water. You are not his opponent."

Wen Lifang landed from the air and bowed, "Old ancestor."

Su Yun came to Zuo Songyan's side. Zuo Songyan's eyes twitched, his body tightened, and he looked towards where the sound came from, his face uncertain, and whispered, "The old man of the Wu family cannot still be alive! This guy is older than my grandfather, and I can be a grandfather myself!"

Su Yun whispered, "Left Pushe, if the old immortal of the Tong family is still alive, why can't the old immortal of the Wen family still be alive? Maybe, other aristocratic families such as Lin, Zhou, Lu, Tian, and Wu also have old immortals alive."

Zuo Songyan was greatly shocked and looked at him deeply, lowering his voice, "If the envoy wants to investigate the case, please inform me in advance and don't act on your own."

Su Yun blushed and said, "Pushe, this is not an investigation this time..."

"You still want to deceive me?"

Zuo Songyan was angry and walked forward, saying coldly, "Tu Ming, you come and expose him, I'll go and meet the old ghost of the Wen family!"

He laughed loudly and said, "Wen Lao, I heard that you kicked the bucket and rode a crane to go, and someone said they saw you begging for food at the Ghost Market. I didn't expect you to be so strong and only kicked half of your leg and then took it back!"

An old man with white hair walked towards them surrounded by a group of Wen family experts. He looked younger than Zuo Songyan, and laughed, "Songyan, you little brat, you studied at my Jiyuan Academy back then, and I even touched your head and praised you for being clever!"

Zuo Songyan laughed even more heartily, "Wen Lao, you are old but not dead, which really makes us younger generations envy you. When I went to the imperial examination with Shui Jing that bastard back then, and then returned to Shuofang after studying abroad for decades, these decades have passed, and you and Shui Jing that bastard are both as young as ever. You two should belong to the same kind of people, with the same charm as before!"

The two of them walked towards each other, and without saying a word, Zuo Songyan knelt down with a thump and kowtowed to him.With a loud bang, the group of experts from the Wen family around the old immortal Wen let out a muffled groan and flew in all directions, dancing with their hands and feet.

The halls of the Jiuyuan Academy shook and the trees fell in large numbers.

The old immortal Wen trembled, his robe fluttering as he stepped forward and held onto Zuo Songyan's elbows, laughing heartily. "Songyan, you're still as mischievous as when you were a child!"

"Crack--"

The mountain behind Zuo Songyan split open, revealing a huge crack.

Zuo Songyan stood up and hugged the old immortal Wen, who also hugged him in turn.

The sound of their old bones cracking echoed around them, their faces twisted into a grimace. Around them, the ground exploded with a loud bang, and one crack after another appeared, growing wider and wider. The forests fell into the cracks in masses.

The old immortal Wen and Zuo Songyan smiled at each other, not wanting to let go of each other. But their smiles looked even more sinister on their faces.

"Songyan, you're strong now. You were just a little chick back then!"

"Wen Lao, you didn't want to go into the coffin halfway through the funeral. How could that work? As a student, I have to personally put my teacher's servant into the coffin to repay my debt to my teacher!"

"You've made progress, becoming a lackey for the Seventeen States!"

"Why not be a servant like you, hiding in a turtle shell and watching the rise and fall of the world with a smile!"

...

Su Yun looked around and asked Master Tu Ming, "Is Zuo Songyan the old immortal Wen's disciple? Zuo Songyan looks much older than the old immortal Wen."

Master Tu Ming chuckled. "Don't worry about him. Your purpose in coming out this time was to investigate the case, but Zuo Songyan saw through you! You made a big fuss just to expose the Wen family and draw out the old immortal Wen."

Su Yun was stunned and quickly said, "My goal was just to find someone to fight, Master. Are you overthinking it?"

Master Tu Ming put his hands together and smiled. "I have a nickname in the martial world, called the Many-hearted Zen Master. It's just my friends in the martial world showing their love for me, saying that I have one more heart than others and am exceptionally wise. Your Excellency, we're all smart people. If you keep arguing, it's an insult to me."

Su Yun fell silent and sighed.

Just then, a hoarse laugh suddenly came, "Wen Zhengqing, you're really old now, you can't even stop a lackey. Be careful not to be really put in a coffin by that guy named Zuo!"

The old immortal Wen shouted, and suddenly his body shook, with a dragon swirling around him as he threw a punch!

Suddenly, a group of stars appeared behind Zuo Songyan, connecting like a universe of stars. He raised his hand to receive the punch.

The dragon rushed into the starry sky, colliding constantly, and it was unclear who would win.

The old immortal Wen and Zuo Songyan both took a few steps back. The old immortal Wen praised, "A hero comes from a young man, but it's a pity, Songyan, you're young but you'll die soon."

Zuo Songyan's face was solemn. He did look much older than Wen Zhengqing.

His gaze turned to the source of another hoarse voice, and he saw Lin Zhiyuan, the head of the Lin family, dressed in white and surrounded by a group of Lin family experts, walking with an old man behind him. The mountains and rivers behind the old man were like strings of a qin, and his magical powers were unfathomable.

"Lin Gaozong, the old immortal of the Lin family, should have died a long time ago!"

Zuo Songyan's mind buzzed. Lin Gaozong and Wen Zhengqing were the founders of the Lin and Wen families in Shuofang. One hundred and fifty years ago, they created a great family business in the snow disaster and became giants.

However, they should have died a long time ago!

Suddenly, another burst of laughter came, "Lin Gaozong, Wen Zhengqing, you two old bones are still alive. It's been a long time since we've moved around together!"Zuo Songyan exhaled a heavy breath, his face filled with seriousness. "The founder of the Lu family, Lu Zhongliu, is another old thing that should have been buried long ago!"

Lu Zhongliu took advantage of the snow disaster 150 years ago to buy land and become the largest landlord in northern Shaobei!

Zuo Songyan squinted his eyes and saw Lu Zhongliu surrounded by a group of experts from the Lu family, coming to the Jiuyuan Academy and chatting with Lin Gaoyi and Wen Zhengqing.

Suddenly, a voice rang out leisurely, "The Lord of Shuofang Xue Qingfu has come to pay respects to two old immortals!"

Zuo Songyan finally relaxed. He was facing the founders of the three major families alone, which was a lot of pressure.

Although the head of the Wenchang Academy and various piao bazi from all over the place had high strength and were not inferior to the experts from the Wen, Lin, Lu families and the Jiuyuan Academy, there were likely to be many casualties.

The arrival of the Saint of Shuofang, Xue Qingfu, greatly reduced his pressure.

Lu Zhongliu smiled and said, "So it's the Saint of Shuofang. Speaking of which, the first generation of saints from the Xue family also called themselves juniors in front of me."

A carriage drove into the Jiuyuan Academy, and Zhou Boding, who was driving, got off the beast of burden. Xue Qingfu got off the carriage and respectfully greeted the three old immortals, saying, "It is Qingfu's honor to meet the three old immortals."

Just then, the laughter of the immortal Tong came, "Qingfu, I heard that you were injured some time ago. I wonder if your injury has healed?"

Xue Qingfu smiled and turned around, only to see the immortal Tong walking towards them with his sleeves fluttering, full of immortal spirit. Tong Qingyun followed him step by step.

"What kind of wind is blowing today?"

Qiu Shuijing's voice came, "All you old immortals buried in the ground have been blown out of your graves."

Zuo Songyan saw Qiu Shuijing walking towards them and had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a loud laugh, "You old things, do you still remember Wuyuan City?"

"Wuyuan City, are you willing to come out of seclusion?"

Another voice came, laughing, "Wu Family Patriarch, do you still recognize Zhou Yanxiang?"

...

In just a moment, the ancestors of the Wu, Zhou, and Tian families appeared in the Jiuyuan Academy on the first day of school, as if they had agreed to it.

Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu, and Zuo Songyan stood side by side, with Zuo Songyan being the shortest, standing in the center, his face solemnly saying, "All seven of these old ghosts are people who should have died, but they are still alive. It seems that the leader of the academy has passed on the "Sixteen Chapters of the True Dragon" to them, so they can live until now. The three of us are probably not their opponents and may have to stay here."

Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "The seven old immortals are still alive, which is unexpected but also reasonable. The envoy is indeed the envoy. By bringing them out this time, we can avoid guessing and suspecting each other. Qiu Taichang, you have taken in a good disciple."

Qiu Shuijing said lightly, "But the situation is now clear. We can only see which side the Marquis of Shuofang is on."

Before he finished speaking, the voice of the Marquis of Shuofang suddenly came, "It's a great joy that all seven old predecessors are still alive in this world. You have all become old immortals. I will report to the emperor and celebrate together!"

The sound of marching outside came, and the Marquis of Shuofang led thousands of soldiers from the city defense army into the Jiuyuan Academy. All kinds of divine weapons and sharp weapons were piled up in front, and the soldiers wore bright armor and held spiritual weapons, with a murderous aura.

The leading soldier pushed a large cart, pulled by three beasts of burden. On the cart was a tall black iron coffin, next to which was a long knife.The Marquis of Shuofang walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Marquis Hou would never have thought that you old immortals could live this long. Fortunately, it's not too late. His Majesty has ordered Marquis Hou to guard Shuofang, mobilize the Shuobei army, and resist foreign enemies. If there are seven old immortals to help, my Li family can rest assured."

Although he said so, he came to Zuo Songyan, Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu, and others, bowed to the three of them, and nodded to Su Yun from a distance.

Beside Su Yun, Master Tu Ming opened his mouth wide, and a string of Buddhist beads in his hand kept turning. After a while, he murmured, "Your Excellency, I just realized that I underestimated you. Your strategy is much deeper than I thought..."

"Think whatever you want." Su Yun snorted and turned his head in frustration.