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Chapter 210 The Holy Land of Sword Cultivators! (Subscribe)
The demonic aura of darkness dissipates and spring dawns.

The White Tiger looked down with its divine will, its pair of vertical tiger eyes reflecting the vast land.

The five-clawed golden dragon hovering above the Kyoto Palace, which was surrounded by a huge golden wall, danced a few circles and then disappeared into the imperial city.

Only a clear dragon roar resounded through heaven and earth.

In the outer circle, mountains that rose thousands of feet high slowly fell down with thunder and returned to their previous appearance.

However, there are still traces of the majestic energy on it. The mountain is no longer rising, but sinking a little into the ground. The river that had been cut off from flowing is rushing again with the ups and downs of the terrain.

The gullies and holes formed by the sword intent seemed to exist forever, leaving a deep imprint.

This scene was engraved in the White Tiger's divine eyes and was reflected in Chen Yi's mind.

He looked up at the sky. Dawn was breaking in the east and the drizzle and dark clouds had dispersed without him noticing.

Between waving hands.

The White Tiger's divine will and the three huge stars disappeared one by one, leaving no trace.

"ended."

The master looked at Liao Wei, who had died into a pile of black bones, and there seemed to be a hint of sigh on his indifferent expression.

He didn't expect that a great demon king who had been active in the Tianyuan Continent for a thousand years would die here, at the hands of a rising star.

What was even more unexpected was that Liao Wei, the great demon king "Black Impermanence" who had caused immeasurable harm to the Wei Dynasty, would die so suddenly.

In the history of the Wei Dynasty, not many great demon kings were killed, but not a few either.

But every fight would be accompanied by various major events, and it was rare for someone to die without warning like today.

Just like when the Wei Dynasty was first established, the "female sword fairy" Mu Qing killed the pillar of the Demon Court.

It took days just to plan, search, and force it into a specific location.

During this period, the court, the martial arts world, and the sects mobilized all kinds of forces just to create an environment for the "female sword fairy" to fight against the great demon king.

It was nothing like today... It was simple, direct, rough, even brutal, to surround and kill "Black Impermanence".

The master knew that the reason for all this was because of the "Little Sword Fairy" Chen Yi!
As a sword immortal, he has now surpassed the founder of Taixu Taoist Sect’s Jianfeng Mountain.

At least that's the case on the Tianyuan Continent.

Thinking of this, the great gentleman glanced at Chen Yi's figure and a smile appeared on his face.

Then he waved his hand to indicate the direction of the Imperial City and said, "Mr. Huang, please hide the formation."

"trouble!"

The hunchbacked Taoist in the imperial city muttered a loud noise, and with his hands clasped together, he closed the formation that protected Kyoto Prefecture.

The master was not upset.

Taoist Huangshan has been guarding the imperial city for five hundred years and hates being disturbed the most.

However, it is normal for a person who can go anywhere in the world to stay in a small place and have some temper.

After smiling, the great master continued to send a message to Emperor Wei, asking about the follow-up measures.

"Your Majesty, the 'Black Impermanence' Liao Wei has been executed. Do you have any other instructions?"

"Sir, please collect its body and send its hand bones to the outside of Beixiong Pass."

"Your Majesty, are you planning to anger the Wind and Moon Demon Emperor?"

Emperor Wei smiled and nodded. His face no longer had the previous majesty, but only a happy smile.

"The old monster sent back the corpse of Jingye Marquis Zhou Guanwu earlier. This time I can only return the gift."

"..."

The Master hesitated and said, "I'm afraid this 'return gift' is too heavy, and the Wind Moon Demon Emperor can't afford it."

"Mr. Lin also has his moments of worrying?" Emperor Wei said cheerfully:
"Even if I hadn't angered the old witch, would the Demon Court not have marched south to block the pass?"

The master nodded when he heard this and said, "I'll have someone send it over right away."

"Also, how about we spread the news of today's events to the world?"

Emperor Wei looked at the empty Huangji Palace and asked, "Does such a reputation make him feel that the burden on his shoulders is too heavy?"

The master thought, "A man of courage will always be rewarded with a big reward. In my opinion, Chen Yi is not afraid of a big burden."

"From what he did yesterday in Wuliang Mountain, we can tell that he is a reasonable person, and he has a clear distinction between love and hate."

"If His Majesty treats him well, he will remember it."

"What if I treat him badly?"

"He will bear grudges!"

"..."

Emperor Wei looked towards the north of the imperial city, at the ruins that stretched for thousands of miles, and his expression became somewhat clear.

"You're right. I should be nicer to him."

"After the court meeting, I will issue an edict to reward him!"

The great gentleman did not comment, saying that a wise ruler must be tolerant and tolerant in order to accomplish great things.

Especially when dealing with a genius with extraordinary talent, one should be more respectful and courteous.

"Your Majesty needs to be cautious. Chen Yi values ​​his brother Chen Yuan very much. If the succession of Jingye Marquis and the marriage are not handled properly, it may damage the harmony between the monarch and his subjects."

"..."

The Emperor of Wei looked a little unhappy, but he was the supreme ruler of the Wei Dynasty.

You can ask him to be respectful and humble, but you can't ask him to bow his head...
"Sir, I have issued an order and there is no possibility of taking it back!"

"Everything else can be discussed, except Chen Yuan's matter!"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me," the Master said with a bitter smile, "I am not asking you to withdraw your order, but I need to discuss it with Chen Yi."

"After all, you didn't marry Chen Yuan with ill intentions, and you didn't make him the successor of Marquis Jingye out of calculation either."

"Why let a good thing turn into a bad thing because of a little misunderstanding?"

Emperor Wei's expression eased a little, and after thinking it over, he said, "If that's the case, then you can come forward, okay?"

Hearing this, Mr. Da breathed a sigh of relief and agreed with a smile.

On the other side, after Chen Yi collected the blood core, he prepared to fly back to Kyoto Prefecture.

This encounter with "Black Impermanence" Liao Wei was just an accident, and he took action only to complete the mission and obtain supernatural powers.

The reason why he rushed back from Wuliang Mountain thousands of miles away was to find out clearly about Chen Yuan's succession to Jingye Hou.

At this moment, Chen Yi's earlobe moved slightly, and a very subtle voice came from his ear:
"Master Little Sword Immortal~ I'm already hiding, don't worry~"

"Also, last night I heard a lot of incredible things about the things happening in Jingye Marquis's mansion."

"If you want to know, I will find you later and tell you in person~"

Chen Yi listened attentively for a moment. The sword intent flowed over the entire Kyoto Prefecture, but he discovered nothing. He realized that she had gone into hiding.

"Where are you? I'll find you now!"

"My Lord, please take care of your own affairs first. I am not in a hurry~"

Your own business?
Chen Yi frowned slightly, and saw the great master who was outside Kyoto Prefecture flying over.

"Young Marquis, please stay." The master landed beside him and said with a smile.

Chen Yi looked at him. Although he was curious about Wen Renying's discovery, he also bowed and said, "Master, what can I do for you?"

Previously, Chen Yi did not know this great teacher from Kyoto Academy and only learned his identity from Liao Wei.

However, during the battle in the southern barbarian land, he had a good impression of Mr. Yang Huan, Mr. Xie Dong'an and others from the Kyoto Academy.

He didn't mind hearing what the great gentleman was here for.

"I have heard about what the young marquis did in Wuliang Mountain, and I also know that the Ninth Prince had a conversation with you," the great master said directly without beating around the bush.
"Young Marquis, you must be here because you are worried about Chen Yuan, am I right?"

Chen Yi nodded without comment and said in a calm tone: "Sir, what do you think?"

The master smiled and said, "It's not a brilliant opinion, I just have something I want to tell you, young marquis. Why don't we sit down and talk?" "If you still want Chen Yuan to resign as Marquis Jingye after listening to me, I will not only not stop you, but will also persuade His Majesty to withdraw his order!"

He looked at Chen Yi's expression and sighed inexplicably in his heart.

This "little sword master" is extremely talented, and his mentality is as hard as most sword practitioners.

I'm afraid it will take some effort...

Chen Yi did not answer, but looked towards Kyoto Prefecture. Even under the cover of sword intent, he still could not find Chen Yuan.

It seems that the boss is determined to succeed the position of Jingye Hou this time, so he deliberately avoided him...

At this time, the great master asked again: "Young Marquis, have you considered it?"

Chen Yi thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Please lead the way, sir."

"Wait a moment," the master smiled and waved his hand while singing:

"The sage said: Return to the academy."

Two dim red-gold lights entangled the two people, and the scenery changed in an instant.

When he looked again, Chen Yi was already in an elegantly decorated study.

The room was not very spacious, but it was neatly furnished with a desk, two bookshelves and a tea table.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart that this Confucian technique is really unique.

Just by speaking, he can travel a hundred miles in an instant, move mountains and fill the sea, and silence people. His power is truly strange.

Before he could ask, the great gentleman sat down in front of the tea table, extended his hand and said, "Please!"

After Chen Yi looked around, he sat down opposite him and waved his hand while boiling water on the stove on the table.

Then the tea leaves flew into the teapot and hot water was poured into it.

The operation went smoothly and in the blink of an eye, two cups of hot tea appeared on the table.

Mr. Da held out his hand again and said, "Please!"

Chen Yi picked up the teacup and took a sip. It tasted a bit bitter. He couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Master, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Seeing his expression, Mr. Da smiled bitterly. This was the old tea that he had treasured for a hundred years.

"In fact, I don't have much to say. The Nine Thousand Years Old Man has already said everything that should and shouldn't be said."

"I came here specially to tell you a story..."

……

Just after Chen Yi and the Great Master disappeared outside Kyoto Prefecture, people from all over the prefecture, including martial artists, descendants of sects, and children of aristocratic families, ran out from various markets in the prefecture.

Especially those sword cultivators, they all looked nervous, afraid that they would lose the "treasure" in their hands if they ran too slowly.

"Come on, go out and take a look!"

"That's the sword mark left by the 'Little Sword Immortal'. If anyone among us can comprehend some sword meaning from it, we will definitely be able to improve our sword skills!"

"But everyone should be careful. After all, the fighting outside just ended not long ago. There might still be the aura of the demon king lingering. Be careful not to be contaminated and corroded!"

"I understand, I understand, I understand..."

Because of the previous fight between Chen Yi and Liao Wei, all the city gates in Kyoto Prefecture had been closed.

A group of black-armored guards were guarding the important roads to prevent accidents.

After the fighting was over, the first to leave the city were not the sword cultivators, but the Night Watch.

From the director Ji Xingyun to the bronze flag officer, all of them went out, passing through the city gates and fortresses, and headed straight for the body of "Black Impermanence" Liao Wei.

Although the body of this black bone demon king has been shattered into pieces, he is still a great demon king in the realm of supernatural powers.

Except for the blood core in the brain, every bone in the body is a treasure.

It can be used to refine magical instruments, and can also be used as a medicine to refine some unique elixirs.

This is also the reason why Chen Yi only took away the blood core and left the black bones - after all, he was able to kill "Black Impermanence" so quickly, and the efforts of the Great Master were also indispensable.

"Are those sword cultivators crazy?"

"Two powerful people in the Divine Ability Realm just finished fighting, and the place is filled with sword intent and demonic energy. Aren't they afraid of being affected and killed?"

A Golden Flag Officer looked at the surging crowd behind him and couldn't help but speak:
"They don't think everyone is a 'Little Sword Master', do they?"

The deputy director of the Night Watch Department beside him said coldly: "There are not many powerful people in the supernatural realm on the Tianyuan Continent, and sword cultivators are even rarer."

"The place where the fighting took place, the sword energy was condensed and did not disperse. For these sword cultivators, it is indeed a rare holy place for cultivation."

Jin Qi Ling was stunned and asked, "Your Excellency means that... there will be many sword cultivators coming to Jingdu Prefecture in the future?"

Upon hearing this, the head of the department, Ji Xingyun, snorted, "If those sword cultivators knew about this, they would all wish they could move their families here!"

"But it's also a good thing for us - don't forget to remind me later to train more swordsmen in the company."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and started to make calculations in their minds.

Those who are close to the water get the moon first. They are in Kyoto Prefecture. If they don't seize this opportunity, wouldn't they be unworthy of the reputation of the Night Watch Department that plunders passing geese?

Soon, they arrived outside Kyoto Prefecture and stopped their horses.

Seeing the magnificent scene before their eyes whose topography had been completely changed, everyone in the Night Watch and the wanderers who had rushed over were stunned.

“Oh my god… no wonder those sword cultivators are so crazy… here, it’s all sword spirit!”

"This, this, this is all caused by Chen Yi? This is really scary!"

"Silence!"

Ji Xingyun came back to his senses, stared at the night watchman beside him and said, "You guys are allowed to call Chen Yi by his name?"

"Remember! From now on, no matter when, you can only call him 'Yingwu Bo' or 'Little Marquis'!"

"Yes, Director!"

Seeing this, Ji Xingyun's expression improved a little and he waved his hand to signal both sides to disperse.

One team was responsible for maintaining order, while the other team went deep into the battlefield to search for the remains of "Black Impermanence".

Those martial artists who came here found the sword marks but dared only watch from afar.

"Even if I'm standing ten feet away, my sword is already trembling. If I were closer..."

"you will die!"

A handsome swordsman glanced at him, responded, and then walked closer with his sword in hand.

But after taking just one step, he stopped and said with a somewhat lonely look:

"Even I can only stand ninety-six feet away?"

The young swordsman could sense the sharp sword intent in the ravine in the distance, and he could also vaguely sense—

If he dared to get one step closer, his sword intent would be shattered by the silver-white fluorescence!
The surrounding martial artists looked at him sideways when they heard his words. Just as they were about to speak, they recognized his identity.

"You are Ye Nanyu, the 84th on the Earth Ranking of the Heavenly Pride Ranking?"

"Even you can only get this close?"

"terrible……"

The same scene happened thousands of miles around, and many genius sword cultivators came to participate in the Wei Dynasty's grand event.

however.

No matter whether it was a low-level martial artist or a well-known genius on the "Genius List", no one could get within ten feet of him.

Especially those who practice swordsmanship, they can withstand much higher pressure from sword intent than those who practice other techniques.

In just one stick of incense, a sword cultivator who had broken through to the minor success stage of the sword dao shouted excitedly:

"This place should be the holy land for sword cultivators in the world!"

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