The thin purple-robed man lowered his head and said in a steady voice, "Your Highness is the Crown Prince, and these are not issues that the Crown Prince should consider."
The little emperor's voice suddenly rose, "Then what issues should I consider? Are the emperors killing each other?"
He was silent for a moment and said, "I cannot influence His Highness's judgment, but Your Highness should consider it in the future."
"Okay, I understand." The little emperor was quite impatient, with loneliness flashing in his eyes.
The thin purple robe continued, "Your Highness, don't rely too much on Jian Wushuang. You must know that he is not relying on Your Highness. He has his own purpose. I don't think he will be bound by any Immortal. Once he finds his own path,
, it’s not far away from leaving.”
The little emperor couldn't bear it anymore, "That's enough, get out!"
But he did not leave, and continued, "In order to prevent His Highness from continuing like this, I have already met with the Emperor and asked the Emperor to send a Heavenly Official for His Highness, who will be here soon."
"Bang!"
The window was smashed to pieces by the little emperor. He stood in the Nuan Pavilion, extremely angry, "What did you say? Ask the emperor to send me a great heavenly official? You don't know that my heavenly official is Jian Wushuang?!"
The thin purple-robed man looked calm, "Jian Wushuang is not willing to be His Highness's Heavenly Official, and he has not been nourished by the emperor's bloodline, so he cannot be regarded as His Highness's Heavenly Official."
"Okay, okay, I have you, then I want to take a closer look at how long that Great Heavenly Official can survive under my hands!"
After leaving these last words, the little emperor left Nuange directly.
The thin purple-robed man turned around slowly, a firm look flashed in his eyes.
…
In the endless wilderness, under the boundless border barrier.
At this moment, in the gap like a chasm and abyss, millions of square road blocks like sacred mountains have been piled up!
Each square block is comparable to a sacred mountain, and with millions of sacred mountains stacked together, it is already unimaginable how grand it is.
But like this, compared with the border barriers, they are as small as dust.
In the center of the crack in the border barrier, on top of a million immortal bones that looked like sacred mountains, sat a free and easy figure.
He is Jian Wushuang.
Filling the border cracks to an edge in a very short period of time, although it's nothing, it's pretty good.
Looking at the still unimaginable crack, Jian Wushuang was already thinking about how to block the crack as quickly as possible.
If the Immortal Bone Road is still cut out with sacred mountain-like road blocks to fill it in as it is now, I am afraid that it will not be possible to block the border cracks in a thousand years.
"What should I do to repair the crack quickly? How about I try to push it flatly with Wushuang Kendo?"
Jian Wushuang thought to himself, but soon all his ideas were rejected by him.
There is no way to generate any power in this wilderness, and this means that he cannot draw power from the void.
And the Wushuang swordsmanship consumes a lot of energy. Once the recovery of the immortal body cannot make up for the loss, then he will be extremely passive.
Jian Wushuang would never take such a risky move, not to mention that this is a wilderness border full of unknown desolation?
No one knows what exactly exists here, not to mention that beyond this boundary barrier, there is an even more boundless and dangerous wilderness.
So Jian Wushuang still acted honestly according to the previous method.
A sword moved downwards, and thousands of sword intentions surged out, and each sword intention seemed to be born with spiritual wisdom, spontaneously cutting the path of immortal bones at the fastest speed.
Then Jian Wushuang shook the ground and piled up road blocks like sacred mountains into the cracks on the boundary.
Perhaps even he himself had never thought that one day Wushuang Kendo would be used to do these things.
Sacred mountain-like road blocks were piled into the boundary cracks, and the blocks that made up these sacred mountain-like roads were actually the skeletons of immortals.
Countless immortal corpses and bones eventually lay in the wilderness, becoming part of the eternal desolation.
Jian Wushuang also finally understood why the Yanxian was so sparse in the Great Si Region since the Yanxian had transcended the order of heaven and became an immortal existence. It turned out that those Yanxian from the ancient times had long been turned into withered bones and abandoned in the wilderness.
In it.
Repairing the borders in this vast wilderness is extremely boring. Jian Wushuang originally thought that he would encounter injustice, but he never thought that this vast wilderness would not even have the slightest fluctuation.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will not encounter catastrophe in just a thousand years.
And just as Jian Wushuang was repeatedly moving bricks, something suddenly happened.
Under the Immortal Bone Road that has been dug into a deep ravine, the pure unparalleled sword intent is finding it difficult to dig deeper, as if it has hit some restrictions, making it difficult to advance even an inch further.
Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, having a bad premonition in his heart.
He knew best how powerful the sword intent of Wushuang Kendo was, and precisely because he knew it, the bad premonition became stronger.
"Is there something hidden under this Immortal Bone Road?!"
Jian Wushuang quickly walked down from the void and came to the edge of the pit where a deep ravine was dug.
Through the layers of immortal corpses and bones, he looked towards the deepest part of the pit.
But at the same time, a thick black smoke that could not be ignored suddenly spewed out from the deepest part of the pit like a black dragon.
Even Jian Wushuang couldn't ignore this sudden burst of energy.
Black smoke spurted out, covering the sky and the sun instantly, making the void even darker.
Due to the surge and rise of black smoke, a vortex was created again in the void.
More violent vortices are spinning, echoing the black smoke, seeming to be brewing supreme punishment.
Jian Wushuang secretly thought something was wrong. Without thinking, he directly released the invisible sword and slashed at the black smoke column that looked like a black dragon.
"Chila!"
Like tearing brocade and silk, the black smoke was abruptly cut off, and finally dissipated into the void.
Jian Wushuang did not relax his vigilance. He did not think that the black smoke would disappear like this.
What could it be that emits black smoke? Is it some kind of restriction?
You must know that this Immortal Bone Road in the wilderness was forged by Zhen Wuyang and Yu Chang in the Wanggu era. It spans so long that it is unimaginable.
If there really is some kind of restriction under this Immortal Bone Road, I am afraid that once it is born, it will definitely cause some kind of catastrophe on this Immortal Bone Road!
Jian Wushuang frowned. He never thought that digging a road would lead to a big disaster!
Immediately afterwards, the black smoke that had been cut suddenly spurted out again, and with some unimaginable aura, it covered the entire Immortal Bone Road.