The news that Su Li had arrived safely in Lingxi City quickly spread throughout the Xiaoqian Realm, and many people were very moved.
In the past, Su Li was just a person with outstanding talents. No one could have imagined that Su Li could be such a monster.
Over the years, there have been many heroes in the Small Thousand Realm, but without exception, their glory was suppressed by Su Li.
Now Su Li has taken root in the Small Thousand Realm and captured a city in Central China in one fell swoop.
Even if the five sects gathered together, they could not kill Su Li. Now that he has become the lord of Lingxi City, who can kill him?
Regarding Ouyang Xiu, the master next to Su Li, it is also a hotly discussed topic nowadays. After all, Ouyang Xiu's reputation is quite fierce in the Xiaoqian world.
This was a former Taoist swordsman from the Taoist sect, and his cultivation in the realm of god transformation was extremely terrifying. Ordinary god transformation masters might not be able to defeat Ouyang Xiu.
With Ouyang Xiu's strong joining, it seems that Su Li's Martial Arts Temple has become another powerful force outside of the Thirteen Sects.
The formula that was once circulated in the Xiaoqian Realm, with two sects and thirteen sects, and one palace with forty sects, may have to be changed a bit.
One palace may now become two palaces.
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"Haha, Su Li is quite courageous. He dared to directly destroy an aristocratic family as soon as he arrived in Lingxi City!"
Qing Lingtian was laughing loudly at this moment, looking at the news sent by many of his subordinates below.
"Yes, this kid is really tough. He kills when he is told, without mercy, and destroys when he is told. The Meng family has been hit by a gun. This kid Su Li is not someone the Meng family can provoke."
Wu Chang, one of the Eighteen Guards, said with a smile.
"The Meng family is also unlucky. They accepted the protection of the Xuanyun Sect, and Su Li has a strong hatred for the Xuanyun Sect."
Qing Lingtian smiled, then held a gold-plated invitation in his hand.
This was specially made by Qingyun for the Martial God Temple. It invited many forces from the Xiaoqian Realm to go to Lingxi City in two days to participate in the ceremony for Su Li to succeed the city lord.
"It's true that little girl Qingyun is my Qing Lingtian's daughter after all. If the Eternal Immortal Palace is big enough, she can spend as much money as she likes. But in the end, this girl wants to go to the Martial Palace Palace to be some kind of big housekeeper. Alas, the female eldest daughter can't stay in the palace.
ah……"
Qing Lingtian held the invitation in his hand and said a little irritably.
"Palace Master, if you go there in person this time, maybe you can invite the young lady back."
Wu Chang said with a smile.
"No, I won't go to Lingxi City this time. It's time to get back some of the things I once had in the Eternal Immortal Palace."
"Those ten elders are living in seclusion in different places. Now that our Eternal Immortal Palace has returned to the Small Thousand Realm, we should ask them to come forward and protect our Eternal Immortal Palace again."
"Without them, our Eternal Immortal Palace would really not be able to call itself a palace with forty gates."
Qing Lingtian reached out and rubbed his chin, his eyes flashing with light.
Wu Chang and other eighteen guards stood below, with some surprises in their eyes.
The Eternal Immortal Palace was once known as one palace with forty gates, and it could be said to have infinite glory. Even if the Confucianism and Taoism sects join forces, they may not be the opponent of the Eternal Immortal Palace.
This is a force that has been passed down from ancient times, and their foundation is too deep.
It was only during the dispute between Confucianism and Taoism a hundred years ago that the Eternal Immortal Palace lost a lot of power in order to avoid disaster.
It's time to take it back now.
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Saint Confucius City.
Rushan.
Three Confucian sages, Hongjun, Hongbai and Hongqing, are sitting in a pavilion. Here, fairy clouds curl up, cranes spread their wings, and there is a fish pond not far away, in which golden carp swim under the lotus.
The appearance in this school of painting is full of fairy spirit.
"I heard that boy Su Li has arrived in Lingxi City?"
Hongjun asked doubtfully.
"Yes, he arrived at Lingxi City safe and sound. It was not an easy journey."
Hong Bai said with a smile that he also returned to the Small Thousand Realm from the secular world. Because of his Confucian status, he did not encounter any trouble on the way.
Even if you encounter trouble, I'm afraid it's not the trouble that's looking for him, it's him that's looking for trouble.
"This guy wants to establish a force called the Martial God Temple, and he even sent us an invitation."
Hongqing threw out three gilded invitations and looked at the other two saints with a puzzled look.
"Shall we go, or shall we not go?"
Faced with this question, Hongjun rolled his eyes and remained silent.
"Well, I know you two lazy guys won't go, and you have to bother my fat body to go there."
"Obviously I am responsible for many things. I work tirelessly for the Confucian sect but I have gained weight. It is better for you two to ask questions here every day, but you are too thin."
Hong Bai smiled helplessly.
"Hongbai, this is your way, you are born with a hard life."
Hongjun and Hongqing laughed, and there was an awe-inspiring smile in the pavilion.
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Ice Soul Sect.
Bing Guan'er was holding this gold-plated invitation at the moment, her eyes were blank and her thoughts were flying wildly.
Just after returning from the main hall, Master Bing Jue handed this invitation to Bing Guan'er.
The Temple of Martial Arts is so brave, they dare to invite the Bingpo Sect to Lingxi City to participate in Su Li's succession ceremony as city leader.
Isn't this a slap in the face?
Master Bing Jue definitely refused to go there in person, so he left the matter to Bing Guan'er.
But Bing Guan'er was very hesitant at the moment. She thought of Su Li's face, and couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.
But soon, Bing Guan'er's heart became cold, like the frost outside, very ruthless.
"Su Li, Su Li, what on earth do you mean?"
"Obviously it was you who killed our Ice Soul Sect's senior brother, and also killed many of our Ice Soul Sect's disciples, and now you dare to invite us Ice Soul Sect people to attend your city lord succession ceremony. Could it be that you really think that?
Die?"
Bing Guan'er said slowly, with a murderous intent of ice and snow rising in her eyes.
But ask yourself.
If it really comes to that point, will Bing Guan'er kill Su Li?
"Dong dong dong——"
Bing Guan'er's heart beat violently. When she thought of Su Li's face, Bing Guan'er couldn't help but think of Su Li's courage and perseverance, as well as his evil talent.
It seems that such a man can be the Taoist companion that Guan'er dreams of...
"no!"
Bing Guan'er threw the gilded invitation out with her slender fingers, then clenched her fists tightly.
She quickly shook these thoughts out of her mind, and her eyes returned to a cold expression.
"Su Li, you'd better not give me a chance, otherwise I will definitely kill you."
Bing Guan'er gritted her silver teeth and said fiercely.
On the Bingpo Sect Mountain, the wind and snow were still there, but near Bing Guan'er's residence, the wind and snow seemed to be less cold.
Even the Ice Soul Sect disciples passing by here seemed to be able to feel some different changes here.
An icy blue flower hidden under the roof of Bingguan'er's house bloomed quietly.