In the Imperial Palace, the old emperor sat in front of the window, looking at the Diwu Mountain in the distance, and sighed softly, "Old dog, this Diwu Young Master is indeed stunning and decisive."
He is the King of Qingyang and ranks among the ninth and fifth most powerful people in the world. Even the emperor's back mountain has his own spies.
The old eunuch, who claimed to be a lackey of the Tian family and had never left the imperial palace in his life, nodded when he heard this, "The style of Luo Shaoyuan is something that this old slave has only seen in this life." After a brief pause, he said, "If he can live to be as old as this old slave.
, I wonder how powerful it will be?”
The old emperor frowned and said, "Go down, I want to be alone."
The old dog bowed and said, "My servant is old. I made a mistake and please forgive me." He hunched over and disappeared into the darkness.
However, when leaving the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, the old dog couldn't help but look back and glanced at the bright window again.
The old emperor sat there quietly, staring at the night in the imperial palace, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the imperial concubine's palace.
The third prince, Zhao Chao, leaned in his mother's arms and fell asleep with a smile on his face.
The imperial concubine handed him over to the palace attendant gently, "Be careful, His Highness is a light sleeper, don't wake him up."
After the palace attendants left carefully, the attendant said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, loves the Third Highness so much."
The imperial concubine took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "He is my treasure, and I will naturally cherish him."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to cover her red lips and coughed.
The palace servant said, "Why haven't you recovered from your cold? Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look tomorrow?"
The imperial concubine waved her hand, "No need, my wind and cold have not been removed at all, so it keeps recurring. There is nothing the imperial doctor can do."
A breathtakingly beautiful smile appeared on her face, "Fortunately, I will be able to pull this out soon."
The imperial capital is adjacent to the Qilian Mountains, and the surrounding terrain is full of undulating mountains. A hundred miles to the west is an unnamed hilltop, where a Taoist man looks at the emperor from a distance.
At this time, he received the message, took out the jade slip and read it, his face showed solemnity, "Luo Shaoyuan, you are really unfathomable..."
"You will definitely not be able to live like this, otherwise the Three Directions Immortal Sect will never have peace." After whispering, the Taoist turned around and stepped up into the sky. His whole body was like a shadow, drifting away in an instant.
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Diwu Houshan, the nine-story sword tower.
Luo Guan sat cross-legged, using the sword intent of the Emperor's Sword to temper himself. With a large amount of Qi and blood flowing out, he soon stabilized his cultivation.
He paused his practice, stood up and came to the stone door. He took a deep breath and pressed his hands with both hands. Then he heard a muffled "rumbling" sound and the stone door slowly opened. But as the opening angle of the stone door became larger, the counter-shock force also came.
Soaring at an alarming rate.
It's the limit!
Luo Guan retracted his hand and stepped back. Now the stone door in front of him has been pushed halfway, allowing one person to enter and exit sideways.
But his intuition told him that it was best not to try it after stepping into the stone gate.
Buzz——
The fragments of the Emperor's Sword vibrated, coming from behind the stone gate, and then on the ninth floor of the sword tower, the ubiquitous sword intent began to rapidly become stronger.
Awe-inspiring sword power came from all directions and suppressed Luo Guan. The Twelve Emperor Sword Techniques in his body began to operate on their own, and the sword domain was released to resist the suppression from the fragments of the Emperor Sword.
Luo Guan was not surprised but overjoyed. He could clearly sense that the power of the Imperial Sword was now helping him hone his sword domain.
Just like a piece of sword embryo, it can only show its edge after being beaten. And during this process, Luo Guan's control over the sword domain is also constantly getting stronger.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and with the sound of the sword, the breath of the Shimen Empress Emperor Sword fragments disappeared.
Swish——
Luo Guan opened his eyes, stood up and bowed, "Thank you, senior!" His eyes were bright and there was a smile on his lips.
After half a month of training, the power of the sword domain has increased sharply compared to before, and the significant improvement in control allowed Luo Guan to successfully execute the third sword when he borrowed the power of the sword domain.
On the way to heaven, he killed two godsends. It seemed simple but it was the best Luo Guan could do at that time. Three swords and two swords... meant more than just
The slight difference in numbers is a substantial improvement in the realm of sword intention.
As the saying goes, two gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things...
Now, Luo Guan is standing on the threshold of "three". Is it still far away from evolving all things and turning into a world?
And when Luo Guan received the help of the fragments of the Emperor's Sword and tempered the sword realm, the energy and blood in his body also increased at an alarming rate.
At this time, he was at the peak of the sky, and he could clearly feel that the gap between immortals and mortals in front of him was heavy and thick, like a natural chasm.
It came from the nine heavens and stood in front of Luo Guan, as if it wanted to block him here forever and prevent him from ascending to immortality!
But Luo Guan just frowned and didn't worry about it anymore. Starting from the Ten Thousand Level Realm, every time he broke through the realm, it was extremely difficult, not to mention the great distance between immortals and mortals... He had already expected this.
Furthermore, after making it all the way to this day, I have even died once, so what else is there to be afraid of?
When he walked out of the sword tower, Luo Guan sensed the black turtle's state again. Since he broke through and woke up, the master and disciple had only communicated once.
After that, the Black Turtle fell into a deep sleep.
Luo Guanneng could guess that the teacher must have lost too much of his own strength in order to help him when he was on his way to heaven.
Fortunately, the Black Turtle's aura was very stable, so he felt a little at ease.
Lao Cheng hurried over and seemed to have been there all along, waiting for Luo Guan to come out of seclusion, "The dean wants to see you."
Luo Guan was a little surprised. If the dean wanted to see him, he could just inform him directly. Why bother with Old Cheng?
Soon, he understood why today's meeting was so formal.
Outside the thatched cottage, Lao Cheng stood in his own place.
To his left and right, there were several vice-presidents from the Imperial Martial Academy, as well as several secluded madmen from the back mountain who rarely showed up.
Dumu Lao Tatian was also there. He nodded to Luo Guan with a solemn expression.
Luo Guan's thoughts changed quickly, he cupped his hands and said, "Meet the dean."
"Here we come." The dean's voice sounded, "I called you here today. I just arranged some things in advance. You can just listen." After a brief pause, he continued, "It has been forty-three years since our court took over the reins of Emperor Wu in the 29th year of Yuan Qing Dynasty. We are summoning you all today to formally announce that Luo Guan will be the successor of our court."
, became the new dean of Diwu."
"This order takes effect from now on and will never be replaced... Please also know that you will fully assist Luo Guan in the future, stop the evil spirits of the Immortal Sect from outside, support the world here for the people of the world, and live up to the wishes of the ancestors of the Imperial Martial Arts.
!”
Lao Cheng and others bowed solemnly, "I will obey the dean's order!" Then he turned around and knelt down on one knee to Luo Guan, "Greetings to the young master."
Previously, Luo Guan was the Imperial Martial Young Master, but that was the identity that came with being the Imperial Martial Senior Brother.
Today is the real recognition.
The future of Imperial Martial Arts is all in his hands!
Luo Guan took a deep breath, "I am willing to join hands with you all to revitalize the imperial martial arts and protect the common people!"
Lao Cheng and others bowed and left one after another.
Luo Guan couldn't hold himself back any longer, "Dean, is there something wrong with your health? I will go in now and check you out."
"No." The dean smiled, "It's just that no one can guarantee how long my current state will last."
"Be prepared for a rainy day. It's just a matter of making arrangements for your funeral in advance. You don't have to worry."
From what he could sense, the sword breath storm in the thatched cottage was indeed relatively calm, with no signs of losing control... It seemed to confirm what the dean said, but for some reason, Luo Guan was still a little uneasy.
It seemed like something was about to happen.
This feeling lingered in his mind until he left the mountain.
"Greetings to the Young Master!"
"Meet Senior Brother!"
Along the way, everyone in the Imperial Army bowed respectfully and spoke respectfully.
Luo Guanzhi's reputation became more and more powerful after his breakthrough night.
Seeing the Cheng family's carriage, Cheng Xian stepped down and saluted, "Greetings to the Young Master. I wonder why you summoned me today?"
"Let's talk about it after we get in the car."
The two of them got on the carriage, gave a casual order, and the coachman turned around and headed out.