When night falls, Kongming City is still brightly lit and the sound of people is buzzing.
Almost every restaurant and dojo was talking about the battle during the day.
This battle was too passionate, and all parties successively sacrificed their trump cards. In the end, not only did they destroy eight ancient statues, but even the Cangjian Lake collapsed directly.
I have wasted countless Holy Water Spirit Gold, and Cangjian Villa can be said to have suffered heavy losses.
The worst thing is that he even lost the battle.
The dignified semi-saint of Ziyuan Realm lost to Ye Qingtian, who had only eight yuan Nirvana, which made people shocked and could not imagine.
Ye Qingtian from the Eastern Wilderness is like a young man's myth that emerged from nowhere, and his light is even more dazzling than the sword that was shocked back then.
There is no doubt that after this battle, Ye Qingtian's name will inevitably become famous in Kunlun.
"As long as you are promoted to semi-saint before Qinglong Ce, Ye Qingtian will definitely be on the list."
"Ye Qingtian has great potential. Now he has low cultivation. His reputation is not as high as the top of the Nine Heavenly Roads that shocked Kunlun, and the golden monsters from various holy places. Once they rise, they must not be ignored."
"It's better to be younger, but youth is also an advantage. In the future, the achievements will definitely be comparable to the three sword saints of the East Wilderness. Maybe they can catch up with the Sword Emperor."
"Don't be too full of words. He hasn't been promoted to semi-saint yet. The holy sons and golden monsters in other holy places are not vegetarians. Now everyone is holding back their energy and waiting for the Qinglong Ce to be born. Once they are really born, you will know
What is the golden age?”
"Yes, there may be many peerless dark horses coming at that time, and the prosperity of warriors is really coming."
...
Even now, the battle during the day is still discussed by everyone, and many people have gained their knowledge.
Black Feather Palace Branch of Kongming City.
This is a vast courtyard with tall buildings, towering buildings, like mountains, all kinds of rare spirit beasts, and Feng Shui treasure land.
Compared with the shabby inns of the Tiandao Sect, this resident is no less weak than a small sect. There are many masters and strong people gather.
As the three immortal holy places of the Sword Alliance, the Black Feather Palace is naturally bigger than the Tiandao Sect. After all, this place is not the Eastern Wilderness.
Not to mention the Tiandao Sect, even the resident of other holy places in the Sword Alliance is far inferior to the Black Feather Palace.
The only ones that can truly compare are the Ice and Snow Temple and Wanjian Tower.
In a quiet palace hanging in the courtyard, Zhao Wuji was holding a banquet to entertain several VIP guests, namely Zhang Ping of Xiaoyun Sect, Shuiyue Jianshan King City and Yanyu Villa Qin Xuan.
All three of them have the peak cultivation level of Nine Yuan Nirvana and can be promoted to half-saint at any time. The top leaders of their peers all have mastered the half-step Shenxiao sword intent. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are dragons and phoenixes among people.
"Brother Wang, Brother Zhang, and Brother Qin, what are the three of you thinking about it just now?" Zhao Wuji played with the wine glass, narrowed his eyes slightly, and laughed softly.
After drinking a long drink, Zhang Ping said, "I'm fine. The Supreme Holy Sword was taken away for him in vain. No one would be willing to do so. But just taking the snatch it is a bit too much."
Zhao Wuji laughed and said, "I didn't decide this matter alone. There are already seven of the eighteen kendo holy places, and I have passed away. No one wants to see an outsider taking away the Supreme Holy Sword."
Qin Xuan of Yanyu Villa was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "I thought I was the only one who was unwilling to accept it."
Shuiyue Jianshan Wangcheng said cautiously: "But he is a disciple of Tiandao Sect after all."
Zhao Wuji smiled contemptuously and said lightly: "The Heavenly Dao Sect is no longer the Tiandao Sect that was back then. He still has some ability in the Eastern Wilderness. What strength can he have in southern Xinjiang?"
"I am not afraid of the Heavenly Dao Sect in the Black Feather Palace. They only have one inn in Kongming City, and the only one who is in charge of the name Qingyuan Realm is the person who is the Purple Thunder Half Saint. What is really worth noting is the person beside Ye Qingtian, who is the Purple Thunder Half Saint.
He is the master of the inner sect of Tiandao Sect, and he is only one step away from entering the holy realm."
Zhang Ping's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "That means there are no strong people in the Holy Realm? If I remember correctly, the branch of the Black Feather Palace here is where there are strong people in the Holy Realm, right?"
Zhao Wuji refused to comment, which was also one of his confidence.
Even in the holy land, the number of powerful people in the holy realm is extremely rare and will not be sent to the branch steward to take charge.
But this is Kongming City, and the Black Feather Palace and Cangjian Villa are frequently in contact, so there are always powerful people in the holy realm.
"As a last resort, it's better not to get to this point." Zhao Wuji said lightly.
Even if there is a battle between the holy lands, the powerful people in the holy realm cannot easily end up.
Once a strong man in the holy realm ends, the nature of things will change, which can easily trigger a deadly battle between the two sects, that is, a holy war!
Once the holy war begins, there is no way to go.
Especially the giants like Tiandao Sect and Black Feather Palace can each involve many forces, and the holy war will inevitably affect a lot.
Qin Xuan pondered: "Brother Zhao, what if they use the teleportation array to go directly?"
Zhao Wuji laughed and said, "The teleportation array is in the hands of the Zangjian Villa. They are not allowed to leave as soon as they want. Besides... who knows if something will happen?"
His smile was meaningful, and the three of them in the royal city all felt some other meanings.
"Can't it be the Zangjian Villa..." Zhang Ping said tentatively.
Zhao Wuji nodded: "Not everyone in the Zangjian Villa hopes that they can leave with the sword smoothly."
"It is his ability to get the Supreme Holy Sword, but if you want to bring the sword back, he has no choice but to decide."
"At that time, you three families will surround the formation, and the other seven families will block their retreat. The Black Feather Palace will take action personally. If something happens, the Black Feather Palace will bear it!"
The three of Wangcheng breathed a little relieved, and it would be fine if Heiyu Palace was willing to take it.
For these sword holy places, no one likes to see the Supreme Holy Sword being taken away by outsiders, especially the sword is still the Holy Sword of the Furnace.
"After the matter is completed, the Supreme Holy Sword will be placed in the Black Feather Palace first. Three years later, we will have a competition within. No matter who gets the oven sword, we will have to compensate the other companies accordingly." Zhao Wuji also threw out
Your own allocation plan.
Zhang Ping said: "This is a good idea. No matter what, this sword is always within our sword alliance. Everyone is in the same spirit, so there is no need to divide each other too much."
"Fair." Wangcheng Road.
Qin Xuan thought carefully: "Is this a bit of bullying others with power?"
Zhao Wuji grinned and said, "What you want is to bully others with power. This sword has really reached the Tiandao Sect. If the Tiandao Sect has the ability, just come to my Heiyu Palace to get it."
He was very confident that as long as the sword reached the Heiyu Palace, the Tiandao Sect had to swallow this tone.
Just like once the sword reaches the Tiandao Sect, no matter how unwilling their eighteen swordsman holy lands, they will never dare to go to the Tiandao Sect to seize the sword.
But the sword has not yet recognized the master and is still in Ye Qingtian's hands, so there are so many variables.
Wang Cheng frowned slightly and said, "Why did the Tiandao Sect send a semi-saint? Isn't it a bit too strange..."
Zhao Wuji sighed and said, "I'm afraid Tiandao Sect didn't expect that he could really take the Holy Sword of the Furnace. He didn't even dare to imagine winning the championship. He thought he was just going through the motions."
This incident was indeed beyond the expectations of many people. Who would have thought that a swordsman from the East Wilderness not only won the top of the famous sword conference, but also directly borrowed the Supreme Holy Sword.
No one could have expected such a change before the story happened. The owner of Zangjian Villa was even more shocked than Zhao Wuji, let alone others.
...
Tiandaozong Inn.
Lin Yun sat casually on the roof of a high-rise building, overlooking Kongming City here, where the lights swayed endlessly, like a fire dragon burning in the night.
The Supreme Holy Sword that many people dream of was kept at his hand at will.
He tried it and found that the sword was unable to be put into the space storage device without recognizing it, and even the Zi Yuan Secret Realm could not be put into it.
After thinking about it, I could only take it with me.
Lin Yun looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The moon was like fire, deep and bright in the night.
"The bright moon was there, and the morning shone on the Chu clouds back..."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, repeating what the swordsman in white said.
There is also a mysterious broken sword in your body. Just go here, don’t really pull it out.
My sword is waiting for your sword, and even fate cannot be stopped.
"I'm still thinking about the daytime?" Xiao Bingfeng fell down slowly in a white dress.
"Um."
Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng had no secrets, and even told each other everything about their origins.
According to the Emperor's guess, most of the people Lin Yun saw might be that adult.
This incident shocked Xiao Bingfeng very much, and her eyes changed a lot when she looked at Lin Yun.
The "broken sword" in his body actually had something to do with that adult, and it was a bit scary.
"Don't think too much, anyway, I only know that you are a scumbag. Even if that adult comes, I can't let this emperor give in. No one can change the fact that you are a scumbag." Xiao Bingfeng said
.
Lin Yun couldn't help laughing, the emperor was still the emperor.
Xiao Bingfeng could say this because Lin Yun was a little confused. He vaguely felt that he might have something to do with that adult.
It looks very strange, but it is also inexplicably familiar.
If you have never seen it in this life, it is the cause and effect of the previous life.
But once I really have a connection in my previous life, will I still be me?
Lin Yun was a little confused, but after listening to the emperor's words, he felt much better.
"Maybe, the sword he is waiting for has nothing to do with you. Even if it really has something to do with you, it is also the cause and effect of the previous life. Anyway, I only know that you are the burial flower boy, Lin Yun!"
Xiao Bingfeng looked at Lin Yun and said seriously: "You can never get rid of this emperor in your life!"
Lin Yun didn't say anything and stretched out his palm. Xiao Bingfeng immediately smiled on her face when she saw this, and her little palm slapped her.
Under the moonlight, two palms, one big and one small, are just pressed together, and their eyes are facing each other, feeling each other's warmth and the softness in their hearts.
In a sense, Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng are both lonely people, floating and ups and downs, and after experiencing life and death, they have long been bound together.
"You are right. I am Lin Yun, a burial boy, and no one can change it." Lin Yun said in a deep voice: "I always live with a mask. I have actually had enough of this sword. I must carry this sword with me.
go back."
He reached out to hold the furnace sword, looking unprecedentedly firm.
When the master succeeds in the tribulation, he doesn't have to worry too much. Whether it is the Burial Flower Prince or the Burial Flower Sword, he should be walking in this world with dignity.
Tian Xuanzi’s account must be settled.
The next morning, the sun shone down, and Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes on the eaves.
The Lord of Zi Lei Peak fell anxiously and said, "Ye Qingtian, it's not good. The teleportation array in the Taoist temple was destroyed last night and could not be used in a short period of time. If you want to cross the domain, you can only go.
There is a teleportation array available at the base of the Holy Alliance in Southern Xinjiang."
Lin Yun's face had not changed, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
It's a turbulent time. I've guessed that it wasn't that simple to take the baitou sword away. I just don't know if it was the act of Zangjian Villa or if someone else was secretly making trouble.
Seeing Lin Yun’s expression was surprisingly calm, Zi Lei Peak said in surprise: “Ye Qingtian, why are you not surprised at all.”
Lin Yun reached out and held the furnace sword and said, "Master of the Peak, don't panic. The things in my hand are not so easy to spit out."