A Yongle Inn gathers the nobles and heads of families who have been passed down from heaven for thousands of generations.
Without exception, they are basically saints, and they are all officials of the Immortal Kingdom. They control all the lifelines of the Immortal Kingdom, such as politics and business. They have huge clans and countless disciples.
There are many powerful saints in the six great fairy kingdoms of China, but there are even more in the Demon State!
Among them, the 108 Saints are the 108 strongest Saint Demon Realm. To be among them, they must at least be in the late Saint Realm.
The combat power of the Saint Realm is one of the most important criteria for measuring a country's combat power!
It is obvious that basically four-fifths of Shenxi Fairy Kingdom’s saint-level combat power belongs to the original Qingye clan. Their various clans have been married for generations and are intertwined, forming a strong network of relationships!
This cannot be broken in one day!
Ye Mu, Han You, Chai Mo, Xia Ling, etc...
They are all surnames from heaven!
At this moment, the eyes of dozens of their clan kings returned from the Sword Dao Monument to the man in green-gold robes in front of them.
Ye Qingtian!
He stood in the wind, holding a small black ball in his hand, and said solemnly: "Wraith from hell, do you know what to do?"
"Woo..." On the black ball, distorted faces appeared one after another, and they let out very unpleasant cries.
"It's all on you."
Ye Qingtian turned around and locked eyes with a man of outstanding character among the crowd.
It is the Prime Minister who protects the country visiting Fengya!
He was holding a golden scroll and his eyes were solemn.
"Don't worry, your family and tribe have been settled. If Shen Xi falls into the abyss, there will be no time to deal with you. As long as she dies, you will be the hero of the human race!" Ye Qingtian said.
"It should be said that Prime Minister You is the hero in the hearts of all peace lovers in the two states of gods and demons." There was a green fog flesh insect in the corner, making a faint voice.
You Fengya solemnly raised his hands and said: "With these words from Your Majesty and Emperor Gu, I will not hesitate to die even if I am a humble minister!"
"Farewell, Prime Minister!" The ministers cupped their hands with admiration in their eyes.
You Fengya held the scroll and came to the window. In front of him was the heroic monument that stood for eternity!
"There is Shen Xi and Yun Xiao, both of whom have enmity with us...especially the latter, who also harbors the hatred of sword cultivators! Dancing with monsters and seeking to survive day and night is our only way. In the world of heaven
The fate of millions of nobles is at stake here!" Ye Qingtian patted You Fengya on the shoulder.
"Yes! The interests of our clan must be placed above those of the entire human race!"
After You Fengya said this, he looked at each other with Ye Qingtian, his eyes blazing, and he walked downstairs.
Each of them took a scroll and headed towards the Sword Dao Monument.
"Follow the Prime Minister!"
"We, the scholars, will follow you to the death!"
On the streets along the road, students from the Imperial Ancestral Temple, all dressed in luxurious clothes, walked out of shops and restaurants and followed Youfengya.
In a short time, another team of tens of thousands of people gathered!
They are young, passionate, with ‘ideals’ and ‘righteousness’ in their hearts, with excited faces and striding forward, as if they are going on a journey to death!
The style of study is strong and the momentum is compelling!
Such a team instantly attracted the attention of many people.
"Prime Minister and all the students of Ancestral Temple?"
"What are they going to do..."
In the midst of everyone's attention, You Fengya was already standing in front of the kendo monument.
Their actions have long attracted the attention of the three major sword tombs!
At this time, sword cultivators also came out one by one.
The three girls, Nangong Xi, You Yue and Su Lianlian, looked solemn and cold.
"Excuse me, Prime Minister..."
As soon as Nangong Xi said this, a bright light flashed in You Fengya's eyes.
"The Holy One has an order, and the sword tomb will receive it!"
Youfengya holds the golden scroll.
Upon hearing the word "Imperial Edict", tens of thousands of Ancestral Temple students knelt down first. After that, many spectators around also knelt down in confusion.
"I'll wait for the order!"
When Nangong Xi and other sword cultivators heard that it was the Holy Master's order, they knelt down and listened.
I saw a man standing on Youfengya, his eyes solemn, and he announced in public with a generous voice——
"By God's blessing, Shen Xi issued an edict: Since ancient times, a line of sword cultivators has been brave and ruthless, cruel and unethical, provoking humans and demons against each other, and poisoning the common people. The crime of this line has caused cholera in the world!"
"I miss the sufferings of the common people and cannot bear to suffer any more. In view of the impeachment petitions from many beloved ministers, I have now decided to abolish the inheritance of sword cultivation, disband the three major sword tombs, and excavate a monument of swordsmanship here to restore the customs of the fairy country and serve as a warning to others!
this!"
This imperial edict was like a thunderbolt from the blue.
The heavenly cultivators who were watching were all stunned when they heard this.
Yun Xiao and Chen Xi have reached the top of the Immortal Ranking. It is the time when the human race is at its strongest. Is the Holy Spirit going to abolish his martial arts at this time?
Use the waste sword to cultivate a lineage?
Digging the Sword Taoist Monument?
Is this crazy?
No one believes in the sacred monument of swordsmanship anymore. It is also a monument to heroes through the ages!
To dig him up is to deny thousands of generations of history!
Obviously, no sword cultivator would believe it!
A rickety old man stood up among the crowd. Although his eyes were cloudy, there were bloodshot eyes.
"You Feng Ya! You are so brave, how dare you falsely pass on the imperial edict!" The old man was so angry that his voice trembled.
"No way...falsely spreading the imperial edict is a serious crime and the whole family will be executed!"
Everyone looked at each other in horror.
Whether it's destroying sword cultivators, digging up swordsmanship monuments, or falsely passing on imperial edicts, it's all unbelievable!
Is Shen Xi going crazy, or is You Fengya going crazy on his own?
You know, there are tens of thousands of Taimiao students behind Youfengya!
"Bold! How dare a commoner to discredit the Prime Minister who protects the country?"
"Disrespecting the imperial edict is a crime that implicates the nine clans!"
One by one, the young people in gorgeous clothes pointed at the old man and scolded him in a righteous tone.
"The imperial edict has been issued. Anyone who dares to resist the edict will be punished with an additional penalty!" You Fengya's voice was cold, and he pointed at the kendo sacred monument and declared: "Heavenly students listen to the order! Since ancient times, the Ancestral Temple has represented the righteous character of our fairyland in the heavenly realm.
We are the benchmark for the spiritual inheritance of the human race! Young students are the future pillars of the fairy kingdom, and even more so the backbone of the clan! Your Majesty orders you to overthrow the evil spirit of the kendo monument with a passionate and strong heart, bravely cross the dregs of history, and lead the people of the human race,
Toward the Era of Light!”
"Yes!" When the Taimiao student heard this, he felt as if he had been injected with blood.
Under the leadership of dozens of young Taoist masters, their eyes were bloodshot, their magic power was surging, tens of thousands of people were filled with energy and blood, and they strode towards the sword monument with impassioned steps!
"stop!"
One hundred thousand sword cultivators came out of the sword tomb, led by the old man and the three female vein masters, and intercepted the tens of thousands of Taimiao students!
They were furious and angry, staring at the group of noble children in front of them, with anger boiling in their chests.
Swordsman Monument, evil spirit!
How dare you say this?
"How can you confuse right and wrong in this way? One billion martyrs filled out a heavenly defense line with their flesh and blood, how can you allow you to smear and blaspheme!" Su Lianlian's eyes turned red with anger.
"What martyrs? Your Majesty has made a determination. They are sinners through the ages! This kendo monument has never been a monument, but a place where their crimes are made public to warn future generations!" Mu Tianshi's younger brother 'Mu Qingquan'
Said loudly.
He is the representative of the young Taoist priests in Taimiao Temple.
"right!"
"They provoked a war and deserved to die!"
"If they are not guilty, how come they still have their remaining souls and resentful souls hanging on this stone tablet, moaning every day and not entering reincarnation? They are just trying to atone for their sins to us descendants!"
"Our Ancestral Temple educates the barbarians and leads them to do good. The immortal masters of the temple in the past dynasties are the true heroes and true martyrs who have worked hard for the immortal kingdom!"
Each and every student from the Imperial Ancestral Temple spoke uprightly, pressing down on the space of the One Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivator step by step.
"well said!"
Among the students at the Imperial Ancestral Temple, a graceful woman stood up.
It is none other than Ape Saint’s sister ‘Li Shishi’.
"My compatriots in Mozhou are ordinary and simple, but I have ignorant qualifications, but I fight against the fate of the sky. I have struggled to survive even an inch. If this sword cultivator hadn't killed everyone, why would we have ignited the war for generations? Now that Mozhou is experiencing hardships, they still have not forgotten to send me.
Wait for enlightenment and learn from others! However, you sword cultivators still do not know how to repent and are cruel and cruel. No wonder His Majesty Shen Xi and all the people in the heavens and the people of China despise you!"
Li Shishi raised his arms and called out, and among the Taimiao students, there were at least hundreds of exchange students from Mozhou who responded.
"Demolish the monument and welcome the prosperous age!"
"Tear it down! Tear it down! Tear it down!"
Tens of thousands of Ancestral Temple students, led by Taoist masters such as Mu Qingquan and Li Shishi, gained overwhelming momentum.
Buzz!
With their flesh and blood bodies, they bumped into the eyes of the Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivators and stared at them angrily.
"Anyone who dares to disobey the imperial edict will be executed!"
"We are the future of the Immortal Kingdom. We have established a will for the livelihood of the people, established a destiny for the heaven and earth, and created peace for all generations. Who dares to stop me?"
The young faces stretched out their hands to push the sword cultivator, forcing him to squeeze forward!
As for the sword cultivators, their eyes were red and filled with rage!
They had endured it for too long, and retreated out of habit to protect themselves... But at this moment, their palms were trembling, and the swords inside were even more mournful!
"Sun Sword Master!" Mu Qingquan was only a young man in his twenties. He stood in front of Sun Sword Master with a generous body. He looked down at the rickety old man and sneered: "If you kneel down with a hundred thousand sword cultivators,
If you accept the crime, there is still a way to survive. If you dare to take action, think about how miserable your family of twelve will die! How miserable they are, how miserable these 100,000 sword cultivators will be!"
"You are falsely passing on the imperial edict to demolish the monument. This is treason to the country and the human race!" The old man's face was twisted, his eyes were filled with blood, and his rickety body was shaking with anger.
"So what? As long as the heaven continues to be feasting and feasting, what does the world's troubles have to do with me? Old man, it is Shen Xi who is committing the crime now. She has committed the same mistake as this sword monument. She is the one who pushed us to this point.
Who is to blame? Is there a way to have both ends of the world? Since we have to choose between Shen Xi and Mozhou, we are not fools, so of course we choose Mozhou? If Shenxi ascends the road, we will die, do you believe it or not?
"
Mu Qingquan whispered in his ear and laughed ferociously. When he said these words, all his righteousness disappeared, and there was only evil and evil in his eyes!
boom!
"I heard that you are very tolerant now?" Mu Qingquan sneered, pushed Sun Jiansheng hard, pushed the rickety old man to the dirt, and said loudly and righteously: "Sun Jiansheng! You massacred the compatriots in the Demon State, and so do you.
Historical sinner! You are a cruel person! Now that we are doing justice for heaven, do you feel anxious? It doesn’t matter, you kill me! I, Mu Qingquan, can die, but behind me, there are thousands of righteous people of the human race!"
Mu Qingquan jumped up, grabbed the old man's clothes, shook him hard and said: "Kill me! Sword Master Sun! Swing your sinful sword and kill me!"
When the Taimiao students saw this, their eyes turned red. They pushed their swordsmen in front of them and pushed them to the ground. They shouted loudly: "Kill! Let's go on a killing spree! Kill all our Taimiao students! You can do it."
Confuse the people and drag the two states of gods and demons into the abyss of eternal destruction, so that you can increase your sword gangs and sword rings! So that you sword cultivators can make war fortune!"
"Kill me! If you don't kill me, we will uphold justice for the people and overthrow this evil monument!"
Tens of thousands of young people roared and roared.
"Sun Sword Master!" Shi Wan Sword Cultivator shed tears of blood in his eyes. He saw those Taimiao students approaching the Sword Dao Monument. Their faces were distorted, and sword souls condensed on their fingertips, piercing into their own flesh and blood!
All the sword cultivators looked at the old man who was pushed into the dirt by Mu Qingquan.
He is too old.
He has also lost everything.
He just wants to keep these 100,000 sword cultivators and let this lineage pass on.
But there are always people who want to kill everyone...
At that moment, his tears fell on this dark yellow land, and he pinched a handful of the soil of his hometown with both hands.
He knew that as long as they fell, this land would no longer belong to them.
"Stand up!" Mu Qingquan lifted the old man up and said with a smile: "You don't dare to do anything, do you? You still have some sense! After this is over, His Majesty will be extraneous to you and send you to the Demon State to be the ambassador of the human race!
Hahaha!"
Poof!
When he laughed, the head suddenly fell to the ground, and the laughter stopped abruptly.
Time seems to stand still.
Countless people looked over and saw Mu Qingquan's head falling to the ground!
He even saw the rickety old man, who straightened up and held a red, green and blue sword in his hand, with blood dripping from it.
The old man closed his eyes, his dry lips trembled, and said one word.
"kill!!!!"
An old and sad voice suddenly shook the battlefield and pierced everyone's ears.
He had forgotten that he had never sacrificed his sword spirit in public for who knows how long.
It might be that day!
That day, he went to Mozhou in anger, killed several demon saints in a row, and returned in triumph with the demon heads!
However, what was waiting for him was——
The Emperor Qingtian at that time captured twelve members of his family and gave them to the demons of Mozhou, ranging from the elderly to the newborn babies, to torture them alive!
All that was left to him were twelve strands of hair...
I haven't seen the last one.
From that day on, he was dead.
He was afraid.
I'm afraid that there will be no more survivors in this sword tomb.
I'm afraid that this sacred monument of swordsmanship will no longer be wiped or respected by future generations.
He was submissive and lived another life. Even if he was a trafficker and a pawn, anyone could tease and bully him. He always responded with a smile and advised young people not to be impulsive in everything.
However, if you drop your sword and live like a useless person for the rest of your life, will others let you go?
The moment he raised his sword to kill Mu Qingquan, the angry blood in the old man's chest erupted like a volcano. At that moment, the sword spirit that had been dormant for many years came to life, and let out a sharp sword cry, shaking the whole audience!