The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 269: Thousand Years Old (Only two chapters today)
PS: The plot has reached its climax, and I need to think about it.

December 23rd is a good day for offering sacrifices and getting married, but not for funerals.

But the cold wind was howling and the sky and the earth were all white.

In Jianye City, there was a bustling crowd and the lights and decorations made it look very festive.

Just then, a group of more than a dozen warriors rushed in from the East City Gate. They were dressed solemnly and had swords on their waists. The broken sword on their clothes attracted the attention of many warriors. Judging from the logo, they were from Broken Sword Villa.

After Xiao Qianfeng entered Jianye City, with his extraordinary hearing, he could hear that most people in the streets and alleys along the way were discussing the assassination that happened five days ago.

"Four nights ago, the second prince was assassinated in the palace. The fight between the assassin and the emperor from the clan residence was so fierce that I heard that half of the palace was destroyed."

"You are bragging, how could I not feel it? It was obvious that the assassin was seriously injured by the emperor's palm and fled. The emperor was worried that the second prince had someone to divert the tiger away from the mountain, so he did not chase him. The assassin has not been caught yet!"

"You are wrong. It was clearly Mr. Zhengde who suddenly showed his might and blocked the assassin. The assassin did not expect that Mr. Zhengde was also in the palace. He fled when he saw that he could not succeed."

"I heard, just heard, that the assassin seemed to be Fang Xun!"

"Nonsense! I admit that the Black Hand Swordsman Fang Xun is extremely powerful and is not something we can even dream of. But he is only a Yin Shen Grandmaster after all. How could he possibly escape when facing the attacks of Mr. Zhengde and the Emperor?"

"Didn't I say I heard it?"

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All kinds of discussions could be heard in the streets and alleys. There was no need to deliberately inquire about the news. The conversations of passers-by automatically reached the ears of the people from Broken Sword Villa.

This time they came to attend the succession ceremony on behalf of Broken Sword Villa and brought valuable gifts for congratulations. Xiao Qianfeng, who had once been used by Fang Xun to sharpen his sword, was also among them.

When he heard passers-by occasionally mention Fang Xun, he felt extremely complicated.

He was the second young master of Broken Sword Villa. Since he was born, a master had performed blood circulation massage on him and tailored a set of exercises for him. He had been eating various expensive medicinal foods as his meals since he was a child.

This kind of treatment is better than that of 99.9% of people in the world, but when he heard Fang Xun's name, his heart became complicated.

After the sword-fighting conference at Zilijiange, he had only achieved a breakthrough, and even the acupoints were only half opened.

And the other party had only not seen each other for a few months, but he had already achieved the status of a master of divine will. This speed of progress really shocked Xiao Qianfeng.

He just couldn't figure out how Fang Xun had trained and how he had made rapid progress and entered the divine realm in just a few months.

Next to him, there was a young man whose appearance was vaguely similar to him, with a slender figure, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His aura was as deep as the sea, and he exuded a sense of majesty that made other people look away unconsciously when their eyes met.

Unlike Xiao Qianfeng who had complicated feelings in his heart, the young man sneered after hearing what the passers-by were talking about.

"The Confucian sect has been acting a little overbearing recently. The royal family and the Six Sects are not pushovers. I guess they will react soon."

Xiao Qianfeng came back to his senses immediately after hearing this and asked in surprise: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

The young man patiently explained, "Didn't you hear that five days ago, the Emperor Zhenhai openly spoke ill of Wang Zhengde, which has already shown the attitude of the royal family."

Xiao Qianfeng was shocked when he heard this, but the young man immediately smiled and said to him: "No matter what, as long as they don't provoke us, we don't have to pay attention to the fight in the court. Now the most urgent thing is."

Speaking of this, the young man's face became serious: "It's still the Tianli Sect in Lingzhou."

After hearing this, Xiao Qianfeng frowned and asked, "What is the situation in Lingzhou? Why are the government and the martial arts sects only surrounding it but not attacking it? The Holy Mother of White Lotus has appeared openly. Shouldn't she be summoning all the masters to work together to eradicate this scourge?"

In the past few months, he has been staying at home and practicing hard, hoping to break through the divine will as soon as possible.

And now he is only in the awakening stage. The elders in his family are afraid that he will be distracted, so they don't take the initiative to tell him about the Lingzhou Tianli Sect.

Now that I heard my eldest brother mention it, I finally couldn't help but ask out loud.

"This matter is not as simple as you think. The White Lotus Mother is a real lunatic. No one would have thought that she could be that crazy."

The young man shook his head, his expression becoming even more serious. "You are not strong enough now, knowing this will only add to your troubles. The most urgent task is to break through the divine will as soon as possible. After the spiritual power is revived, heroes from all walks of life will rise up. If you are not a Yin God, you are probably not a big shot."

Xiao Qianfeng really couldn't bear the doubts in his heart any more and wanted to ask more questions. At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the distance ahead, which made him suppress the doubts in his heart and turn around to look.

I saw a surging crowd on the street, as if it was filled with people in the blink of an eye.

All of a sudden, there was another round of gongs and drums, and the crowded crowd instantly made way for the long street like a curtain being opened.

Xiao Qianfeng saw flags flying in the distance, and a line of armored soldiers lined up in an orderly manner, surrounding a luxurious carriage slowly emerging from the other end of the street.

Wan Zhaohua was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing a crown as he sat in the carriage. For a moment, everyone who saw him felt that he was extremely noble.

"The ceremony has begun!"

Xiao Qianfeng looked at the young man and stopped chatting, but waited quietly on the street.

For a moment, the sounds of ceremonial music accompanied by the thunderous gongs and drums echoed inside and outside Jianye City.

Thousands of soldiers surrounded the luxurious carriage and headed eastward. When the team slowly left Jianye City, countless warriors and civilians followed closely behind.

Three miles away from the east gate, there stood a mountain top a hundred feet high, with wide stone steps leading up to the top of the mountain.

There was an altar for offering sacrifices to heaven on the top of the mountain, with a group of civil and military officials and local celebrities lined up in two rows from top to bottom, among whom Wang Zhengde and Wan Zhenhai were prominently present.

There were also people from the city or martial artists from martial arts sects all over the mountains and fields who came to watch the ceremony. The sharp-eyed Xiao Qianfeng immediately noticed that the Dajiang League, whose headquarters was also in Jiangnan, had also sent people to watch the ceremony and congratulate.

There are also Tianfeng Tower, Sihai Escort Agency branch, and some local sects in Jiangnan.

It seems that they have been waiting for a while, waiting for Wan Zhaohua to come on stage to offer sacrifices and complete the grand ceremony.

As time passed, the luxurious carriage, followed by a huge team, climbed to the top of the mountain.

Wan Zhenhai looked calmly at Wan Zhaohua who was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain. He saw that the other party was sitting upright with a solemn expression, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty, a thousand years old!"

I don't know who in the crowd stood up and shouted when the carriage passed by.

As if a switch had been turned on, the people of Jianye began to kneel down one by one, and the martial artists also bowed slightly when they saw this.

"Your Majesty, a thousand years old!"

For a moment, even the sound of thunderous gongs and drums could not drown out the shouts from all over the mountains.

Facing the shouts of "Long Live the Lord" all over the mountains and plains, Wan Zhaohua in the carriage couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Power is indeed intoxicating. Even the princes are already like this. What about the emperor in the capital?"

Power is a sweet poison, and countless people have longed for it since ancient times.

As the King of Yue, he could decide the fate of millions of people with just a thought. This wonderful feeling was not enough to be told to outsiders.

And the next moment, Wan Zhaohua eliminated all the distracting thoughts in his mind. Although he still looked dignified and solemn on the outside, his heart instantly became calm!
'Unfortunately, although the kingship is good, it is just a beautiful scenery on the road to immortality. It is worth watching, but it is not worth my stopping! '

"A thousand years? I won't let you live even a hundred years!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar like thunder.

With a bang, the sound waves rolled up the howling north wind, making countless people feel cold in their hearts, and they felt as if their bodies were frozen.

(End of this chapter)