Chapter 1 Flying Disaster

Legend has it that the forgotten continent is a tonic stone left behind by gods to mend the sky.

Legend has it that the reason why the forgotten continent is called the forgotten continent is that the people of the forgotten continent have violated the gods and were abandoned by the gods.

Legend has it that the people who forget the mainland are too smart. After learning the magic power given by the gods, they threaten the existence of the gods, so the gods erase the memories of all the people on the continent, so they are called forgetting the continent.

Legend, all the legends are true.

Legend, all legends are fake.

Legend is just a legend after all!

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On the eleventh day of April 830, it has been more than three years since the last battle between good and evil. After more than three years of development, Mingjian Villa has the strength to forget the first in the mainland. This made a rare smile on the face of Su Qinghe, the owner who has always been committed to the development of the villa.

What really makes Su Qinghe happy is not the growth of the villa. The growth of the villa is certainly happy, but it does not make the first master of the forgotten mainland happy. What really makes him happy is another thing - he is going to be a father.

Although Su Qinghe has been 46 years old this year, he has been married for nearly 30 years. But his wife has never been able to add him a man and a half daughter. Although I don't say anything, I'm anxious. Now that he has a son, no matter how calm he is, he can't suppress his inner joy.

The midwife has been in the room for a long time, but there has been no movement. Su Qinghe walked back outside the door. Now he has completely lost the demeanor of the world's first master, looking at the door anxiously like a child who did something wrong. Several times, he wanted to rush in and have a look, but the maid who went in and out may also be dizzy. Seeing that he blocked the door, he rudely told him not to block the way.

After all, he didn't rush in and opened the door. Suddenly, the long sword in his hand trembled and there was a faint sound of sound. Su Qinghe was about to find out, but he heard a baby in the room. After a while, the midwife came out with the child in her arms and said happily.

He didn't hear what the midwife said. He just carefully pushed away the babies and shouted, "Okay! The incense of my Su family will finally not be cut off in the hands of my Su Qinghe. Since you were born with the sound of the divine sword, let's call you sword, haha..."

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The owner always has a son, and Mingjian Villa naturally wants to celebrate it.

On the twelfth day of April 830, the whole Mingjian Villa was decorated with lanterns and gifts. Although many sects can't come because of time. However, those disciples who happen to practice near Mingjian Villa will basically send representatives to express their congratulations.

After everyone sat down according to their respective identities, delicious dishes quickly came up. Master Su was really happy to have a son, and naturally he was a little easy-going. At this time, all the head and face-faced people will come to toast a cup, and Su Qinghe will not refuse to come, all of them.

After those bigwigs were toasted, some small sects also came to toast and wanted to take this opportunity to flap the big tree of Mingjian Villa. After all, this opportunity is difficult to see again.

In an inconspicuous corner next to the square, there are several tables of disjoined congratulators. Usually, the clothes of sect disciples are uniform and have clan marks. And this kind of messy clothes are generally scattered cultivation, that is, practitioners without sects.

These scattered cultivations are basically those whose original clan was destroyed or betrayed from the sect. Although they have little power, they all have their own unique skills. For example, Wuhou, the seventh-ranked master beast king in the mainland, is a Sanxiu. Although ordinary disciples don't like these scattered cultivations, they dare not despise them.

At this time, at the table next to it, a Sanxiu of about 40 years old stood up. He motioned the scattered practitioners at the tables next to him to calm down. First, he arched his hands slightly, and then said, "Today, Master Su is very happy, and all major sects gathered here to show their congratulations. Just now, all the sects also toasted Master Su, but no one came forward to toast. Yes, we are scattered, which is not as good as each sect. There are no expensive gifts to give each other, but our respect is no less than that of each sect. Therefore, I also want to pay a toast to the owner with the owner's wine to show our respect for Sanxiu. Is it okay for everyone to say?

His words were not small, and Su Qinghe in the distance naturally heard them. He stood up and looked at this side with a smile on his face and said, "The people present here today are all the distinguished guests of Su Qinghe. The distinguished guests toasted. How can Qinghe refuse? Come on, fill up the wine. I want to have a friendly drink with this Taoist!"

When the voice fell, a waiter next to him immediately leaned up with a wine jug. At this moment, I saw the scattered cultivation over there leaping and rushed straight to the Suqing River with a wine pot. Others were terrified when they saw the situation, but Su Qinghe was not strange. Seeing that he raised his hand, he stopped the disciples of Mingjian Villa who wanted to lean on around him.

At this time, the Sanxiu had fallen in front of Su Qinghe. Seeing that Su Qinghe was as stable as Mount Tai, a strange color flashed inadvertently at the corners of his mouth. He first stopped the waiter who wanted to serve wine, and then raised his voice, "Master Su is indeed the first master of our forgotten mainland. This kind of demeanor is not something ordinary people can have!"

Su Qinghe did not say anything, but saw that Sanxiu raised the wine pot in his hand and said loudly, "Although it is also the master's wine, we have to make a toast to the owner by ourselves. Lord Su, don't you mind?"

With that, he didn't wait for Su Qinghe to answer, and poured the pot of wine he brought to Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe did not refuse to see the situation. He took over the wine and said, "Then Qinghe is here to thank this Taoist friend!" With that, he saluted the man and looked up.

When the monks saw that Master Su was so heroic, they all cheered.

At this moment, there was a violent explosion in the field, and a piece of flesh fell in response. When everyone came to their senses, they found that Su Zhuangzhu had already been blurred, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

Some people rushed outside the square in panic and were controlled by the escort disciples of Mingjian Villa who rushed quickly. Just now, Su Qinghe and the table were all some people with faces. Although everyone was also affected a little, the spiritual power in their bodies automatically operated in times of crisis, reducing most of the damage, but only made everyone disgraced.

The recognized first master of the mainland was actually blown up in this damn explosion. People who calmed down immediately thought of another question: Why is everyone okay, but only Zhuangzhu Su was blown up like this? You should know that Su Zhuangzhu is recognized as the first master in the mainland.

At this time, Mrs. Su, who looked extremely weak due to childbirth, had also rushed over. She knelt in front of her bloody husband, holding her husband's head in one hand and holding the newborn Su Jianming in the other hand. She was already sobbing.

As the second owner of Mingjian Villa, Liu Xingyun has always been present. He didn't say anything, but glanced at the crowd gloom, which seemed to be devoured by someone. For a moment, the crowd was silent, and no one dared to look at Liu Erzhuang, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

"Pa...pa..." In this depressing atmosphere, a burst of applause suddenly sounded inappropriately.

I saw a Sanxiu walk out of the crowd, looked at Su Qinghe's bloody body on the ground, slapped himself, and completely ignored Liu Xingyun's cannibalistic eyes.

"That senior really didn't lie to us. This medicine can really kill Su Qinghe and Su Dazhuang. Although it is not directly fatal, it seems that Su Dazhuang can't live, right? Haha..."

As soon as he finished his words, Liu Xingyun beside him had already captured him. However, when he raised his hand, he stopped Liu Xingyun and said, "Master Liu Erzhuang doesn't have to do anything. Since we dare to come to Mingjian Villa to assassinate Master Su Zhuangzhuang, we are not afraid of death, so we don't want to go back alive. You don't have to rush to arrest me and torture me. I will tell you what you want to know. Haha..."

Hearing what he said, Liu Xingyun did not capture him immediately, but glared at him.

At this time, Sanxiu cleaned up his mood and said, "First, why should we kill Master Su? Why? You don't know, do you?" As he spoke, he untied his coat. He was not in a hurry and slowly untied his coat like an artistic performance. After he undressed the patchless clothes, he revealed a unified monk's uniform of the sect, with a mark of the sect on it, and some people recognized the mark. It is a mark of the Minshan faction that was destroyed in the battle between good and evil three years ago.

"Master Liu Er probably doesn't know this mark, does he?" The Sanxiu stroked the mark seriously, "This is the mark of our Minshan School, but... there is no Minshan School now!"

When he said this, he suddenly looked a little excited. He paused and continued to say:

"Master Liu Er still doesn't understand, does he? Yes, how can famous families like you care about the life and death of small families like us? Let me tell you directly! Three years ago, when the battle between good and evil was about to end, the alliance ordered us to send Minshan to attract a demon monk, which was nearly 10,000 magic monks. The alliance said that we should attract them first and then send a large army to destroy the demon army. But...but we didn't see even a single reinforcement until our whole faction was destroyed!"

He began to get excited again, but immediately calmed down again.

"It's a pity that the sky will not die, and I survived! Although I was stabbed three times in the chest, I still survived. I'm not the only one who survived. The one who just blew himself up is also my Minshan faction. The two of us finally returned to the alliance camp, only to find that you had already retreated. Later, I learned that you had reached an agreement with the demon religion and ended the war long ago. He laughed at himself and then suddenly shouted, "But why didn't anyone inform us?"

Speaking of this, he completely broke out and roared like crazy!

"Betrayal! Betrayal! All of you have betrayed our Minshan faction! We didn't die in the hands of the demon religion, but died under your betrayal! Haha..."

Everyone understood this, but he didn't give everyone a chance to speak. He seemed to be very good at controlling his emotions. After calming down again, he began to speak again.

"Isn't it strange how we killed Master Su? Of course, everyone saw that it was my brother who blew himself up and killed Master Su Zhuang, and it was my brother who used his life to save his life. But who is Su Zhuangzhu? Yuanying Master, how could a monk in the early stage of foundation be injured in a self-explosion? What's more, it's not just injured now! Haha..."

Originally, after our brothers returned to the sect, they didn't plan to do anything. After all, we were just two small foundation monks. In addition, the mountain gate was captured later, and they were reduced to free practice, and there was no ability to revenge. But just last month, a mysterious senior found us and gave us an elixir. It is said that it can briefly transform a person's power, and even your magical skills will become like a mortal in three hours. I have never believed it, but now I believe it, because Su Dazhuangzhu is almost dead, haha... traitors, you all go to hell..."

Before the last sentence fell, he himself blew himself up. If others want to stop it, there is no time. Fortunately, I was prepared this time and no one was injured. Another piece of flesh and blood slowly fell down, just like snow, but it was red.

This kind of thing happened at the good wedding banquet, and everyone on the court was uncomfortable. Looking at the delicious food I had just eaten, now it is stained with pieces of flesh and blood, and the timid has already vomited.

The strange scene is very depressing, and no one dares to make a sound. Only Mrs. Su cried there.

Liu Xingyun has been gloomy, and no one knows what he is thinking. It's just that everyone knows one thing: Now Su Qinghe can't live, so who should the position of the owner of Mingjian Villa be passed on? Although Su Qinghe has a son, he was only born one day after all. I'm afraid this position of landlord will fall into the hands of Liu Xingyun.

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