The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

"Draft an edict! The deployment of personnel by each faction will be supervised by the City Lord's Mansion of each city within the dynasty."

"Also, isn't the western border guarded by powerful warriors from the Wuling Realm? Let Marquis Yongchang go. I believe that with his strength, he will not disappoint me."

When King Xia's majestic voice sounded, every minister in Taiqing Palace had a different expression, especially the ministers who had a close relationship with Marquis Yongchang, whose faces became a little ugly.

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Kings……"

In the court, ministers echoed one after another.

"What else do you have to say, my Lords?"

"If there is nothing else, then leave the court."

"Your Majesty, please leave!"

Following King Xia's order, the ministers in the court left Taiqing Palace one after another.

Why did King Xia dare to send the Marquis of Yongchang, who showed signs of rebellion, to guard the border?

Of course, that's because they are not afraid. The Xia family's ancestor, Wang Jing, is not dead yet, and King Xia has many hidden tricks. If Marquis Yongchang guards the western border honestly, it will be beneficial to everyone.

This arrangement can also consume some of the power in the hands of Yongchang Hou, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

……

In the early morning, the fog in the mountains has not yet completely dissipated, and it lingers on the mountainside like a veil, adding a bit of mystery and hazy beauty to the peaks.

The emerald green trees swayed gently in the breeze, and crystal dewdrops hung on the leaves, sparkling with little light, as if they were tiny gems scattered by nature.

Cangling Mountain, Zhang Family!

"Whoo~"

"It's been a long time since my sword power reached perfection, but I still haven't been able to comprehend the sword intent. However, my spiritual talisman master realm has reached the late third stage."

“Overall, the results of this retreat are quite good!”

Zhang Chentian in an ice-blue brocade robe

During the nine hundred days of seclusion in the tower, Zhang Chentian's sword skills reached a perfect level under the guidance of the small tower, and the various martial arts he practiced also reached the peak.

It's just that the Nine Revolutions Body Building Technique is stuck at the peak of the third revolution and cannot be broken through.

There is no other way. For a body-refining technique like this that consumes a lot of resources, it is extremely difficult to break through without the corresponding resource support.

"Hmph! I told you long ago that if you want to comprehend the sword spirit, it's useless to just rely on seclusion on your own."

"It requires a special time, a special place, and special circumstances to comprehend the corresponding sword intent."

Xiaota looked at Zhang Chentian who was talking to himself and said.

"Okay, okay, I know!"

Zhang Chentian answered, stood up, stretched and said.

"Haha, Xiaobai, you've made quite a bit of progress during this period. Not only has your cultivation been completely consolidated, but you've also broken through to the peak of the third-stage mid-stage!"

"Not bad, not bad, it has the style of me back then!"

Zhang Chentian looked at the huge white tiger running towards him and praised it. As to whether he was praising Xiaobai or himself, only he knew.

"By the way, Xiaota, do you have a way to fully awaken the White Tiger bloodline in Xiaobai's body?"

Zhang Chentian looked at the small tower and asked.

"Even if I have a way, can you do it? From what I've observed, based on Xiaobai's current bloodline, breaking through to the seventh-level Demon Emperor shouldn't be a problem. Let's wait until you break through the Spirit Realm first!"

Xiaota struck without mercy.

Looking at the old-fashioned little brat in front of him, Zhang Chentian couldn't help but pinch his little face and said:

"A brat should act like a brat, okay?"

After saying this, he thought to himself:

"Oh, this face is quite soft."

"Zhang! Chen! Tian! How many times have I told you not to pinch my handsome face? Do you want to get beaten again?"

Xiaota's tender little face turned red with anger, as if it was about to explode at the next moment.

"Hehehe, Xiaota, don't be angry, don't be angry, I couldn't help it for a moment, how about I make you three more lollipops later?"

When Zhang Chentian heard Xiaota's words, he instantly became intimidated and quickly said.

"Ten lollipops, or this thing won't end!"

Xiaota stretched out his hands and said with a frown.

"Okay, I promise to complete the task!"

After learning that Xiaota could eat, Zhang Chentian also asked:

"Can spirits of weapons eat?"

In response, Xiaota roared:

"Don't confuse me with other weapon spirits!"

But Xiaota doesn't eat everything. His favorite is the lollipop made by Zhang Chentian with honey as the main ingredient.

After making ten lollipops for the small tower, Zhang Chentian took Xiaobai out of the Jiuxuan Star Tower.

"Xiaobai, go out and move around by yourself. Be careful. I have something else to do, so I won't be with you."

Zhang Chentian touched Xiaobai beside him and said.

"Hoo! (Don't worry, boss)"

Xiaobai roared softly, and a powerful aura emanated from his body. Then he leaped up and ran towards the Sunset Forest at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Zhang Chentian also came to Zhang Zongyu's courtyard.

He originally planned to come and say hello to his grandfather, but when he saw Zhang Zongyu was practicing, he did not disturb him.

So, Zhang Chentian turned and walked towards the Kung Fu Pavilion.

As he walked into the Kung Fu Pavilion, Zhang Chentian saw a one-legged old man.

"Chentian has met the Third Elder."

Zhang Chentian said respectfully to the old man sitting on the chair in front of him.

"Chentian is here, here to choose martial arts. Let me tell you, Chenguang, Chenwu, and Chenhu have brought back a lot of high-level martial arts."

"It can definitely improve your strength a lot!" San Zhang Lao Zhang Chong Cheng said seriously.

Zhang Chongcheng has been in charge of the Kung Fu Pavilion for decades. During this long period of time, many people in the family have received his careful guidance and teachings and benefited greatly from them.

His experience and wisdom are like a treasure trove, and many younger generations admire and appreciate him.

Zhang Chentian looked at Zhang Chongcheng, whose leg had been chopped off by the elders of the Wei family, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. His eyes were slightly red, and he said while holding back his tears:

"Third Elder, I will definitely find a spiritual object that can restore your limbs for you in the future."

After hearing what Zhang Chentian said, Zhang Chongcheng was about to say something but was stunned for a moment, then he laughed freely:

"Hahaha, Chentian, you don't have to worry about me. It's been a year, and I've already fully adapted to it. Besides, my strength in the late Condensation stage hasn't decreased much."

"Don't worry, don't worry about me. Besides, it's not easy to get such a precious spiritual object. Now, go and choose the martial arts that suits you."

"Your cultivation has surpassed mine now, and I can no longer offer you any guidance. You will have to walk your own path from now on."

"How is that possible? Third Elder, I still have a lot to learn from you."

Zhang Chentian quickly shook his head and said seriously.

"Hahaha, you kid..."

Zhang Chongcheng laughed with relief, his laughter was hearty and loud.

"Well, in that case, you should work hard to cultivate and strive to become a truly powerful person as soon as possible."

He patted Zhang Chentian on the shoulder and said.

"I will!"

After saying that, Zhang Chentian walked into the Kung Fu Pavilion.