Soul Emperor Martial God

On the road to assessment.

Xiao Yi has rushed out, his face full of joy.

"Jiankong Sword Dao, I am afraid it is still above the Star Fantasy Sword Dao."

For Xiao Yi, a sword repairman, to be able to obtain such a powerful kendo is extremely happy.

However, when it comes to the increase in strength, it is not true.

After all, he is already perfecting his own swordsmanship, and Star Fantasy Swordsmanship has also reached a very high level of comprehension and control.

Although Jikong Jiandao has been comprehended, it has not yet reached the point where it is said to be controlled and turned into its own use.

Once Jikong Swordsmanship is successful, and it is added to his own swordsmanship, then it will be the time for the real strength to surge.

Of course, this is not anxious, after all, the road to martial arts requires one step at a time.

"The martial arts in the inheritance must be practiced some time." Xiao Yi said joyfully.

A complete heritage is more than just martial arts knowledge.

Contained in it are the skills of this senior throughout his life.

However, this inheritance assessment was originally divided into two steps.

Inheritance belongs to inheritance, and assessment belongs to assessment.

The inheritance is in the land of inheritance, and the assessment is in this canyon road.

Xiao Yi did it all at once.

In the assessment of the inheritance, it seems to be the first time in the assessment of the main hall.

"Senior Jikong, thank you." Xiao Yi turned around and bowed to the wind in the canyon passage.

After that, Xiao Yi turned around and planned to leave.

Just about to leave, but frowned.

The Lord Chengfeng had said before that after the assessment, he would return to the main hall.

But now it seems that this place is far from the main hall.

Ahead, far away.

Here is just out of the gorge, out of the mountain.

Whoosh...

Just at this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air.

It is the Master of Chengfeng Palace.

"Hall Master Chengfeng." Xiao Yi bowed slightly.

"Yeah." The Master Chengfeng nodded, "Boy, let's go, I will take you back to the main hall."

As he said, Palace Master Chengfeng, as always, caught Xiao Yi's arm.

Xiao Yi's face changed.

He is still the same as the last two times, and has no resistance.

Whoosh...

Several breathing rooms.

Before Xiao Yi could react, his instincts trembled and he had already returned to the back of the main hall.

At this time, Xiao Yi was already full of black lines.

"Hall Master Chengfeng, next time the kid will fly back slowly by himself."

The Master Chengfeng did not answer, and said, "Let's go, follow me."

Under the leadership of Palace Master Chengfeng, Xiao Yi came to a study room in the middle of the back hall.

Before the study, Xiao Yi looked around.

No matter how many times I watched it, this huge back hall like a city in a city still feels shocking.

Push open the door.

It was obviously the study room where a certain palace owner handled the affairs of the palace on weekdays.

At this time, in front of the study table, an old man was looking through the files.

Seeing the arrival of Palace Master Chengfeng and Xiao Yi, the old man stopped reading.

"Hall Master." Chengfeng Palace Master saluted.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi's face was startled, and when he saw this, he also bowed, "See the main hall master."

The Master of Chengfeng Temple is one of the ten masters of Fengcha Temple.

There is only one person in this world who can let him salute and call the lord.

The master of the wind brake hall.

The legendary powerhouse, the first imperial wind powerhouse in the mainland.

However, no one knows how many years the Master Palace Lord has lived and how many years have existed.

All I know is that the records of the Master Palace Master’s shots recorded in historical records have been traced back many, many years ago.

This class of strong, even the martial arts power before him, is just a joke.

Xiao Yi didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"You go down first." The old man glanced at Palace Master Chengfeng.

"Yes." Palace Master Chengfeng replied, bowing and leaving.

Yes, the old man is the man on the mountain before, the master of the Windshade Palace.

The Master Chengfeng left.

In the study, there were only two people, the Chief Hall Master and Xiao Yi.

"Don't be cautious." The main hall master smiled faintly and glanced at the chair in the corner of the table.

Xiao Yi chuckled, "Hall Master Xie is kind, no need, just stand the kid."

It was not Xiao Yi's pretentiousness, but Xiao Yi was uncomfortable at the moment.

He didn't know how to describe that feeling.

The feeling the old man in front of him gave him was far stronger than any strong man he had ever seen before.

This is the breath of the strong, no, even...

Xiao Yi was secretly horrified. In his perception, the old man's aura was exactly the same as the aura of the laws of the world.

Xiao Yi didn't know how to describe it.

This is no longer a feeling that a word ‘strong’ can describe.

If such a strong player makes a shot at him, he will not even have a chance to use his hole cards.

"I said, don't be cautious, come here." The main hall master's face was stern.

"Yes." Xiao Yi swallowed, slowly approached, and then sat down on the chair.

At this time, the main hall master moved a file to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was puzzled.

This dossier is exactly the dossier that the Chief Palace Master just reviewed.

"Look." The main hall master said lightly.

Xiao Yi nodded and looked at the contents of the file.

After a while, his brow furrowed, but then he returned to normal.

"So that's it." Xiao Yi's face was calm.

This dossier records about the tomb of the ancient emperor.

Of course, there is still a dispute between a hundred houses.

To be precise, until now, Xiao Yi did not know the existence of the tomb of the ancient emperor.

The so-called tomb of the ancient emperor is the cave house after the death of an extremely ancient warrior on the mainland.

The cave has been standing for thousands of years, and the aura remains immortal for thousands of years.

Once upon a time, the opening of the tomb of the ancient emperor always caused a **** storm, sweeping the entire middle region.

Later, in order to avoid such a **** storm, the major forces jointly set the rules.

The so-called rule is that only those who have a quota can enter the tomb of the ancient emperor.

Moreover, it must be a young talent.

Among them, you must have a quota.

There are 10 places in total.

However, among these 10 places, there are 5 special places.

These 5 special places belong to the Budo Academy.

The Martial Arts Academy, after all, is different from ordinary forces. It is a place where young martial artists and young martial artists practice martial arts.

And the remaining 5 places belong to the big parties in the central region.

Compare with a few hundred martial arts academies and compete for 5 places.

Numerous forces in the region are vying for 5 places.

Naturally, among a hundred martial arts academies, it is much easier.

After all, there are countless powers in the entire Central Territory, as well as countless first-class powers and top powers.

Take the overlord power, say, the Northern Yinzong, the Eighteenth Mansion of the Middle Region, and some relatively low-key big powers and so on.

There are no fewer than dozens of overlord forces alone.

There are so many forces competing for 5 places, one can imagine how fierce it is.

Between the martial arts academies, it is much easier.

However, as a price, the number of places in each martial arts academy is also limited.

At this moment, the main hall master looked at Xiao Yi and smiled with satisfaction, "Don't you care?"

"What do you care about?" Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

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