"Your Majesty, Lu Wentian is here."

In the imperial palace, Shou'an Hall, a chamberlain walked over quickly and reported.

"Please."

In the palace, Emperor Shang opened his mouth and gave an order.

"yes!"

The chamberlain took the order and turned to leave.

Not long after, under the leadership of the chamberlain, the swordsman in white stepped forward, saluted politely, and said, "I have met His Majesty the Great Shang."

"Sword Immortal doesn't need to be polite."

Emperor Shang looked at the visitor and asked calmly, "What does the Sword Immortal have to say about the Li family's legitimate son?"

"It's not the same thing."

Lu Wentian replied, "Three years ago, he was just a martial arts beginner who could only hide behind the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal. Now, he has grown into a strong man who can compete with the great practitioners of the Five Realms. He is a son of destiny and deserves his reputation.

"

"Sword Immortal's evaluation is not low."

Emperor Shang said calmly, "It seems that after one fight, the Sword Immortal's attitude has changed a lot."

“Hearing with the ears is false and seeing with the eyes is true.”

Lu Wentian said calmly, "In terms of character, the Li family's legitimate son really has no lower limit, but the fact that he can save his life in my hands is his ability."

"Is the Sword Immortal still ready to take back the colorful lotus heart?" Shang Huang asked.

"Of course we must take back the sect's belongings."

Lu Wentian replied, "However, this matter is not easy. We need to consider it in the long run and do not rush. The Li family's heir does not know how to use the Seven-Colored Lotus Heart. Even if the Seven-Colored Lotus Heart continues to stay in his body, it does not matter."

"If there is anything the Sword Immortal can do to help, just ask, and I will do my best." Shang Huang promised.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. If you really need help, I won't be polite."

Lu Wentian once again cupped his fists and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, if there is nothing else to do, I will take the first step."

"Sword Immortal, walk slowly." Emperor Shang responded politely.

Lu Wentian nodded, turned around and left without saying another word.

In the main hall, Emperor Shang looked at the leaving figure of the sword immortal in white and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was not surprised that Lu Wentian failed this time. The Li family's legitimate son had grown up and was very difficult to deal with.

Even a professional killer organization like Yanyulou was not completely sure. He did not think that Lu Wentian could capture or kill the Li family's legitimate son by himself.

During this period of time, the confrontation between the royal family and the Li family has been somewhat frequent, and it is time to slow down.

The contest between the royal family and the Li family requires a combination of suppression and gentleness. It is impossible to completely break up the relationship without absolute certainty.

Outside Shou'an Palace, Lu Wentian walked out and walked towards the outside of the palace.

When passing through the Fengtian Temple, a middle-aged man holding an ancient sword walked towards him in front of him. The two looked at each other with sharp eyes.

"Three-foot sword!"

"Sword Immortal in White!"

Lu Wentian is no stranger to each other as they both have the best swordsman and three-foot sword. Now, meeting each other head-on, the fighting spirit in his heart cannot be concealed.

However, after just a few breaths, Sanchijian suppressed his fighting spirit and walked over.

When Lu Wentian saw Sanchijian's reaction, he frowned slightly and said, "Sanchijian, your sword no longer has the momentum to move forward. How can such a sword break the barrier of the realm of gods?"

Hearing this, Sanchijian stopped and said calmly, "Could it be that your sword can be broken?"

"At least, it's within reach."

Lu Wentian responded calmly, turned around and asked, "Three-foot sword, what are you afraid of?"

Sanchijian fell silent. After a moment, he replied, "I have seen how high the sky is, so I know how small I am."

"High in the sky?"

After hearing the words about the three-foot sword, Lu Wentian frowned again and said, "I don't know what you have seen, but what if you have really seen the height of the sky? Since you have chosen the way of the sword, you have not turned to the sky.

If you have the courage to draw a sword, then what else can you do to practice swordsmanship?"

"You don't understand."

Sanchijian responded without saying anything more and walked away.

Lu Wentian looked at the three-foot sword that was gradually disappearing, and shook his head helplessly.

What a pity.

If a swordsman has fear in his heart, then the path of swordsmanship will come to an end.

The most difficult thing to cut off in the world is not the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth, but the shackles in the heart.

Just like Sword Chi, the best swordsman in the world twenty years ago, his martial arts path has been stagnant for twenty years or even regressed because of the shackles in his heart.

Fortunately, twenty years later, the swordsman broke the shackles in his heart and found his own way of swordsmanship again.

However, a swordsman can use twenty years to break the shackles in his heart, but a three-foot sword may not be able to do so.

It's such a pity.

In the sky, the sun was heading westward. Lu Wentian left the palace and stayed in an inn not far from Li Garden.

at the same time.

Li Garden, inner courtyard.

The young man sent Lu Wentian's whereabouts. Under the porch, Li Ziye was whittling the peach wood in his hand with the fish intestine sword while listening to the young man's report. After a while, he said, "I understand, go down and continue to stare."

With."

"yes!"

The boy took the order and turned around to leave.

"I didn't expect that the Sword Immortal in White would actually chase him to the capital of Great Shang."

On the side, Fu Tianxi said in a condensed voice, "Brother Li, you have to be careful. The White Sword Immortal is different from those miscellaneous fish. In a one-on-one situation, you have no chance of winning, and it is even difficult to escape."

"Don't worry, I won't give him this chance."

After Li Ziye whittled the peach wood into the shape of a wooden sword, he began to carve runes on the peach wood sword and continued, "It's good to come, it's fun."

"I don't understand. It's been three years. Why did the Sword Immortal in White choose to take action against Brother Li at this time if he didn't come earlier or later?" Fu Tianxi asked puzzledly.

"It's very simple. The Yunhai Immortal Sect has cooperated with the Dashang Royal Family, and the Night Ghost incident has changed. The Yunhai Immortal Sect sent Lu Wentian to the Central Plains to help the Dashang Royal Family and snatch back the colorful lotus heart."

Li Ziye calmly deduced, "Judging from the Yunhai Immortal Sect's attitude in the past three years, they are not that eager to regain the Colorful Lotus Heart. Therefore, Lu Wentian probably did not come to the Central Plains specifically for me."

Although he was a little unhappy, he was indeed not an important figure in the eyes of the Yunhai Immortal Sect and the White-robed Sword Immortal.

"Brother Li, how are you going to respond?" Fu Tianxi asked.

"Coil this muddy water."

Li Ziye sneered and said, "By the way, I want to avenge my family's red candle. As the saying goes, it's rude to come and not come back. Tomorrow the royal family will have peace talks with the Li family. Before that, I have to do something, otherwise, the old man in the east courtyard will

Don’t spare me.”

While the two were talking, the sun set in the sky and darkness fell.

As night falls over the great commercial capital.

In a luxurious mansion, Tianzhique with knee-length hair stood quietly on the roof. After the lights in the mansion were extinguished one after another, he stepped on it and the figure disappeared.

The next moment.
Chapter completed!