Chapter 3616 I Observe the Dao City, Just Like Observing the Lines on a Palm

Asked the city.

In a tea shop.

Most of the monks in the city have gone to watch the excitement near Qingyuntai.

The tea shop also seemed deserted. ??

A middle-aged man with frost-white temples sat alone in a corner, with a pot of tea and a plate of fruits on the table.

The middle-aged man touched the tea with his fingertips and wrote something on the table.

The owner of the tea shop is an old man with a miserable look on his face. He is sitting alone in the northwest corner of the tea shop, dozing off.

This tea shop is very famous.

It is said that this teahouse existed as early as the earliest era of chaos.

Through the ups and downs of the world and the passage of time, the owner of the tea shop has always been the old man.

Everyone in the city calls him "the immortal old man".

In the distance, there was movement near Qingyuntai, making the tea shop even more deserted.

The middle-aged man with frosty white temples suddenly sighed softly: "I didn't expect it."

What didn't you expect?

Didn't say.

Fu Laosou, the owner of the tea shop who was dozing off, seemed not to have heard. His eyes were closed and his demeanor was groggy.

The middle-aged man held the teapot and poured himself a cup.

When he was about to put down the teapot, someone held an empty teacup and handed it to the teapot.

"Give me a drink too."

On the seat opposite the middle-aged man, a young man in green robe appeared out of thin air. He handed out the tea cup in a leisurely manner as if he had been sitting there.

The middle-aged man was stunned, then poured a cup of tea for the young man in green robe, then picked up his own tea cup and took a sip, his demeanor was also very calm.

“Good tea.”

Su Yi took a sip lightly, "The breath that has been accumulated for eternity, enters the throat in one sip, and makes you think about it for eternity, it's really good."

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and stared at Su Yi opposite, "How did you find him?"

Su Yi smiled and said: "Is it still important?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were complicated, "It's important, at least you can die without regrets."

Su Yi drank all the tea, stretched out his right hand on the table, and opened his palm, "I look at the city, just like looking at the lines of my palm. All changes are in the palm of my hand."

The middle-aged eyes narrowed and stared at Su Yi's palm, "I have never had murderous intentions. I am just sitting here on the other side watching the fire. I am no different from any of the ascetics who are joining in the fun and swarming near Qingyuntai. This... again How can you tell?"

Su Yi smiled and said, "When Tianyi died, everyone else was shocked, but you were the only one who felt sad. This is the difference."

The middle-aged man was stunned and said in disbelief, "You can also understand the changes in people's hearts with the palm of your hand?"

Su Yi said: "You can see the subtle changes, and you can know the autumn with a single leaf. When your mood changes, your breath will naturally be different."

As he said that, Su Yi blinked, "Of course, I'm not that powerful yet. The reason why I found this place is simply because there are only a handful of masters in this city who have truly left their names on the Fengtian Platform, and you are one of them. one."

There are countless stars in the sky, but the scorching sun only

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There is one.

In Daocheng, Hongmeng Lord is like the scorching sun in the sky.

The middle-aged man was suddenly enlightened and sighed: "It is not easy to see through this, but it is even harder to come to the door immediately after seeing through this. I admire you."

At this moment, the middle-aged man seemed to be relieved and let out a sigh of relief.

Then, he looked at Su Yi and said, "Compared to the swordsman who was so disdainful at the beginning, it's worth it that you can have a conversation with me."

Su Yi smiled, raised his head, drank all the tea, and said, "Time is precious, you can't delay it. I'm sorry."

The voice echoed in this deserted tea shop.

As for the middle-aged man with frosty white temples, his complexion suddenly became extremely bleak, and his vitality was exhausted.

His eyes were distracted and he stared blankly outside the tea shop without saying anything, but his figure disappeared like burning confetti.

Su Yi lowered his head and looked at the table.

There was a sentence written on it, scrawled in a tea letter.

The handwriting is full of sadness and desolation.

Immediately, the tea table suddenly turned into countless debris and scattered on the floor.

Su Yi raised his hand, and the teapot and two teacups floated out of thin air.

"Since ancient times, heroes have always achieved great fame in vain. Only when flowers bloom and fade easily do you realize how different life is."

This is what the middle-aged man wrote on his desk.

Su Yi picked up the teapot suspended in mid-air, poured a cup into the teacup that originally belonged to middle-aged people, and then poured it on the ground.

"Good to go."

Su Yi stood up, and the teapot and two teacups landed lightly on a tea table on the side.

He turned around and walked away, and an old voice suddenly sounded:

"Why don't you kill me?"

In the corner of the tea shop, the old man who had been drowsy until now stood up quietly, his cloudy eyes staring at the back of Su Yi who had walked to the door of the tea shop.

"You are old. Instead of killing you, why not stay in this teahouse and enjoy your old age? Why insist on seeking death again?"

Su Yi said, turning to look at the old man, "Do you have to die in my hands to be free?"

The words echoed in the tea shop.

The old man stood there blankly, his old face suddenly changing.

For eternity, he has been dormant and waiting in Taocheng.

The tea shop is like a prison, which has kept him trapped to this day.

Finally, the day came.

But the old man suddenly discovered that he no longer had the ambition he had in the past.

All that was left was hesitation, uneasiness and hesitation.

It's not the fear of death, but the lifelong will to seek truth and the obsession for revenge, which have long since fallen into the sand.

, wasted!

It wasn't until he saw the death of the middle-aged man that the old man was aroused and decided to fight to the death!

But Su Yi seemed to see through his state of mind, and just a few words seemed to tear apart the last line of defense in his heart.

Throughout the ages, everyone has called him the "Immortal Old Man".

And now, he feels really old...

The old man's voice was hoarse, "Please, fight with me! If I can die by your hands, it won't be so painful for me, and I will really be free."

The sound stopped suddenly.

He suddenly discovered that Su Yi's figure had disappeared at some point, and the entire tea shop was empty and deserted.

He was the only one left.

When people are in a room, they are called "prisoners".

This teahouse is indeed like a prison, which makes the immortal trapped and unable to get out. Even his will is exhausted and he becomes old.

After standing there blankly for a while, the old man suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. He let out an angry hiss from his lips: "You swordsman... you have such a cruel heart!"

A long time ago, he was defeated by a swordsman.

Since then, that tragic defeat has become a shadow that is difficult to shake off in his life.

For him, if he died under the reincarnation of the swordsman today, he might be truly free.

Immortality is the cruelest punishment for him!

Su Yi didn't kill him.

He thought that Su Yi deliberately wanted to punish him like this, deliberately not giving him a chance to die by the sword!

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"When a person's will is depressed and he doesn't dare to fight for life or death without hesitation, such a person is indeed old."

Su Yi walked on the streets and sighed in her heart.

When one loses the determination to kill, even the Master of Hongmeng is destined to waste his life and sink step by step as time goes by.

And for this kind of person, living in this world without dying is the cruelest thing.

Not old, but old.

Can such a Hongmeng Lord be the Hongmeng Lord?

Su Yi had given Bulusou a chance before.

When sitting opposite the middle-aged man, Su Yi and the middle-aged man seemed to be chatting, and their demeanor was very calm. In fact, the two of them had already been in a fierce conflict invisibly.

At that time, as long as the old man had the courage to take action, he might be able to kill Su Yi by surprise.

Unfortunately, the old man hesitated for a long time and did not do so.

In this way, he completely missed an opportunity to decide life and death with Su Yi.

"My moral conduct is still somewhat inadequate..."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

When I had a battle with the middle-aged man before, everything happened invisibly.

The two sat opposite each other and chatted, each other's avenues

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They were fighting invisibly, without causing any movement.

From the outside, there is no clue at all.

It's a pity that when Su Yi won, he couldn't help but leak a little bit of his strength, so much so that he destroyed the tea table placed between him and the middle-aged man.

For Su Yi, this is caused by insufficient moral conduct.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Su Yi raised his eyes and looked outside the city in the distance.

The entire Dao Dao City is comparable to a vast realm, with walls stretching like blue dragons on all sides.

The streets and alleys in the city are scattered and dense, distributed like a spider web.

At this moment, on the four city walls, the walls engraved with various handwritings were quietly glowing.

The various buildings in the city are like lit stars, quietly giving off the aura of a forbidden and mysterious avenue.

The entire city is like a mysterious forbidden formation, awakened from eternal silence.

And most of the cultivators in the city were completely unaware of all this.

Only the masters of the restricted areas in the city felt a sense of it and subconsciously looked towards the sky.

But even the master of the restricted area has never really felt this series of changes. He can only notice that the entire Dao Dao City seems to have changed all of a sudden.

But what exactly has changed, I can't feel or tell.

Black Dog also noticed all this and shouted calmly: "Come on, come on, let's continue the business!"

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And at the same time——

Outside the city, near the section of city wall where the Dingdao Master's writings were left.

"Those guys are really worthless. To be associated with them is a shame for our generation!"

The man in gray clothes who called himself "She Dou" sighed.

He had a complete view of the series of changes that happened in the city.

Although he was surprised and found it difficult to accept the deaths of Sword Immortal Hu Ti, Lord Silent Night, and Lord Tian Yi, it was not shocking to say the least.

When he saw that the old man did not dare to fight to the death, the man in gray clothes almost laughed in anger.

"Now, do you know how powerful Su Yi is?"

She Dou looked at the Maid boy named "Qing Chong".

Yesterday, the boy in sackcloth planned to attack Su Yi at the city wall. In She Dou's view, this was undoubtedly too stupid!

The boy in sackcloth pursed his lips and said, "If I fight against him, at least I won't be as cowardly as the immortal old man!"

The sickly old man in black frowned and said, "She Dou, now that we have alerted the enemy, what should we do next?"

She Dou looked calm and said: "The turtle is in the urn, it's not too late."

The killing formations inside and outside the city were already in motion at this moment.

What no one knows is that this dragnet targeting the reincarnation of the swordsman was laid a long time ago!