Jinwu City, Tongtian White Tower, as the place where all officials work, was originally a solemn and dignified place.

But during festivals, the white tower will be broken down into hanging venues and performed under the Kunwu Tiangong.

The content is exactly the set that the Emperor of God read in the morning. Apart from King Zhao's sword dance, the performers of other programs reappeared on stage, while the audience was the citizens sitting at the top of other high-rise buildings.

Let the people appreciate the programs performed in the Heavenly Palace, which is the original intention of the God Emperor to "joy with the people".

Xin Zhiwen and Duan Xiao followed a group of fellow disciples to sit on the top of a tall building in the venue of the Divine Sword Palace, enjoying the "Crane Dance" that the White Tower is now performing.

Cranes danced gracefully under the moonlight, turning into graceful celestial girls and flew towards the toad palace projected by the moon wheel.

Duan Xiao yawned and looked at Xin Zhiwen beside him. He was reading a book with relish and stretching out his hand to gesture from time to time.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

"Nothing," Xin Zhiwen didn't raise his head, "read novels."

Duan Xiao was a little curious and looked over.

That was a character named Jiang. The book tells the story of him sharpening his sword skills and challenging swordsmen from all walks of life.

When Duan Xiao saw those words of using a sword, he suddenly became energetic and read it with Xin Zhiwen.

Xin Zhiwen flipped through pages according to the pace.

The young man named Jiang loved swordsmanship and was called "sword illegitimate". Whenever he arrived, he would fight with local sword immortals and then comprehend his experience in swordsmanship.

When the saying "the sword fetus is formed and the innate evidence" appeared inside, Duan Xiao was shocked: "Senior brother, which master uncle wrote this? This... isn't the content here exactly the sword immortal way studied by the master?"

"No, this is what I brought from Wenhua Palace."

As Peng Yu's swordsmanship teacher, Xin Zhiwen naturally got one of the manuscripts when Peng Yu began to copy and distribute the swordsmanship novels.

"Wenhua Palace? King Zhao?"

Although King Zhao has learned swordsmanship, is his swordsmanship so high? This can be used as a practice technique.

"It's because of my surprise that I look."

Not only them, Peng Yu copied many copies of the novel written by the masked man, and had already distributed it. Many warriors were waiting for the sword to watch the novel, and were immediately attracted by the content of the practice and became addicted to it.

In just half a day, this novel had the first group of loyal readers.

...

Zhuanyang was whipped, but he was strong and as if nothing had happened, he followed Han Xiangtai to the Heavenly Palace.

On the way, they saw a show performed above the White Tower.

Zhuanyang asked curiously: "It's already night? Is it a little fast? Let's go now, isn't it time?"

"This is the night scene that Your Majesty ordered King Su to set up. It's still early to fight the sword!"

In the distance, lanterns flew up from the sky.

Han Xiangtai shook his head and said, "It's not dark even though it's serious, it's a bit early to turn on the lights."

But for the people, turning on the lights and praying for blessings is a must-have item for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is no expectation that the wish will come true. Since there are big shows to watch at night, then turn on the lights and save trouble now.

They rushed to the Heavenly Palace and happened to see a lantern rising from the direction of Qianyuan Palace, flying towards the ice wheel in the air like those lanterns.

Zhuanyang looked inexplicably: "Is that guy turning on the light again?"

What should I pray for this time? Or go home?

...

Peng Yu served the Divine Emperor to take a nap and walked out of Qianyuan Palace himself.

Standing on the high steps and looking down at the rows of palaces below, Peng Yu had the idea of ​​"who else but me".

Especially the Qianyuan Palace poured into the body of Qiankun Daoqi, which made Peng Yu feel even more passionate and illusion.

At this moment, I am no less than the Spirit Emperor of the past, and I have the highest combat power to rule the world.

Looking at his left hand: "The confidence in having the big ring is really easy to make people lose it. No wonder Mr. Nie is stupid and runs to fight against the old man Divine Sword."

Of course, I am not Nie Jingyuan.

Nie Jingyuan relies on a ring, and his reliance is the five pieces that the master and apprentice are currently gathering together.

With the Five Precepts in hand, Peng Yu could really understand the state of mind of the Spirit Emperor back then.

Be calm and indifferent, playing with all living beings.

No one can resist the combined power of the five Qiankun Rings, including the Divine Emperor.

"In the 'Huanyuan Cave Heaven' stage, the Spirit Emperor defeated Emperor Li with the power of the Supreme Treasure of the Qiankun and ascended to Ziji. I now have five rings, and even if it is the sixth realm of the genuine brand, I dare to fight."

In a relaxed mood, Peng Yu put on a lamp leisurely and wrote down his wish to get the Ten Acts as soon as possible.

Seeing Zhuanyang walking into Feifeng Gate, Peng Yu curled his lips: This guy would never have imagined that the protagonist of the sword fighting you are going to see today is me and the old man Divine Sword.

The sword fighting venue is set up in the hunting ground in the west of the Heavenly Palace.

This was a hunting ground built by Emperor Li for the Spirit Emperor, and later became a place where the royal family usually plays.

Many guests did not leave after the luncheon, and went directly to the hunting ground to pass the time and wait for the sword fighting at night.

"Go and prepare to clear the scene, and ask the old man Divine Sword to come over."

Not only that, Peng Yu also invited King Su to receive the moon invitation map, revealing an orange-red dusk.

"It's already time for Shin."

Seeing the red glow churning and the golden glow of the setting sun shone through the clouds, Peng Yu sighed again.

"The beautiful scenery like blood happens to see the old man Divine Sword."

The sky palace closed its night and revealed the beautiful sunset. Suddenly, the programs on the White Tower lost their artistic conception and had to stop.

"The sword fighting is about to begin?"

Xin Zhiwen put away the novel and rushed to the Heavenly Palace with his fellow disciples.

Today is special. The Emperor of God ordered the opening of Feifeng Gate, and warriors with supernatural powers and above are allowed to enter the palace to watch the ceremony and fight the sword.

On the top of the tall building, martial arts rushes to the Heavenly Palace and rushes to the Xishan Hunting Ground like wind.

The old man of Divine Sword sat at the capital garrison of Divine Sword Palace to recuperate. He suddenly noticed the oppression of a breath of heaven and opened his eyes unconsciously.

The sword light shot out from his eyes and crushed the Daoqi of the universe, looking at the sunset in the direction of the Heavenly Palace.

"King Zhao? Is he trying to disrupt the situation?"

The old man of Divine Sword suddenly stood up, and the violent aura of flame erupted from his body. The earth fire power made a crackling explosion, and he vaguely heard the roar of gods and demons.

He lived a short life, and in order to maintain his peak state, he had to snatch the inner alchemy of the Demon God.

Although this move made him show signs of "demonization" by himself, as long as he enters the realm of Sword Emperor tonight, all the disadvantages can be easily solved.

"Tonight is the day when I attain enlightenment. Even King Zhao cannot stop him!"

The old man from the Divine Sword quickly went out, and the sword light suddenly illuminated the Nine Heavens and rushed into the Heavenly Palace.

At that moment, the Feifeng Gate shook frequently, and the warriors felt the chill coming to their hearts. When they realized that, the old man from Divine Sword was already standing in the hunting ground of Xishan.

"This old man's swordsmanship is more wise than last time." Zhuanyang and Han Xiangtai stood in front of the battle stand, and noticed the surging sword intent of the old man Divine Sword. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Seeing Peng Yu standing on the top of the West Mountain, Zhuanyang had already guessed what this guy was going to do.

He actually planned to defeat the old man of Divine Sword with his own strength?

"You may be curious why you asked King Su to collect the nightfall."

Peng Yu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the people below with his hands behind his back: "These few days, the lonely novel has emerged and I have some understanding of the Sword Dao's self-question. Therefore, I want to ask the Palace Master for advice before my father fights the Sword Palace Master with the Divine Sword Palace Master."

"The father thought that the palace master's current sword cultivation was still some time away from him, so he agreed to Gu's request.

"Prince Palace Master, if you can defeat or take a step further with the spirit of victory, you may be able to touch the corner of your father's clothes. The night fight will be more beautiful."

The old man with Divine Sword looked cold.

He knew why Peng Yu came. The reason why he was trying so much was that he planned to hold back the master and apprentice and prevent them from interfering with his breakthrough.

"Don't worry, if you defeat Gu, that matter is as tight as a bottle, and Master Nie will be frustrated."

Suddenly, Peng Yu's voice transmission sounded in the old man Divine Sword's ears.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes became sharp: "Everything is as your Highness wishes."

The sword was inspiration, and without waiting for someone to shout, he directly slashed his sword towards the west mountain.
Chapter completed!