The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang was completely shocked by these words. He was still thinking about what caused the chaos in the timeline, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Also, those monks who entered the Heavenly Abyss and came out alive all kept silent about their experiences inside.

Obviously, they all received warnings from the sky.

In a hundred years, with the talents of his father and the eighteen black knights under his command, it is not impossible to develop an extremely large force in Tianyuan.

Unfortunately, although there is news about my father now, he is still unconscious due to serious injuries.

Under the leadership of Yan Yunshan, they soon left the Tianyuan realm.

The blood moon still exists, but the bloody light falling from the sky has disappeared. This area is not covered by the turbid blood, and it is more like a place where humans live.

Others, such as mountains, mountains, plains... These are no different from Tianyuan. After all, Tianyu is also divided from Tianyuan.

"How is this bloody light covered?"

Fang Qingyang looked up at the bloody full moon. He found that a transparent cover occasionally flashed in mid-air, and the blood light was sprinkled on the cover, completely blocked out and unable to be projected in at all.

Yan Yunshan took a look and said with a smile, "This is the formation formed by the strength gathered by our Tianyu. It can completely block the blood light. This blood light will affect the temper of the creature itself, and it will be bathed in the blood light for a long time. "

Fang Qingyang was very surprised. It would be such a huge project to cover such a huge area with the spirit pattern formation.

It seems that there are many powerful formation masters in Tianyu, and this is the only way to achieve this.

"Uncle Yan, how many people are there in the domain now?"

Fang Qingyang was curious.

"Tianyu has been recruiting human monks for the past hundred years. All human monks with good character can join us and become a part of Tianyu. In addition, we will leave Tianyu from time to time and go outside. Absorb geniuses from places like Xizhou, Nanzhou, and Beizhou.”

Yan Yunshan explained.

"Why not go to Dongzhou?"

Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows.

"We were sent into the abyss a hundred years ago because of a turbulent time flow. We don't dare to go back to Dongzhou. At least we don't dare to go back until the timeline is corrected. If we accidentally kill someone, it will cause A series of effects, no one knows what the consequences will be.”

Yan Yunshan looked solemn, "So, Young Master, your father has not been able to go back to see you all these years. He has always felt guilty about this. Now the timeline has finally been corrected. Unfortunately... Master, he fell into a coma. It’s hard to wake up.”

Fang Qingyang clenched his fists slightly, and then relaxed them after a moment.

He grinned, "Uncle Yan, take me to see my father."

Under the leadership of Yan Yunshan, Fang Qingyang flew over Tianyu. This place was not much different from other human race gathering places. There were wilderness, cities, villages and towns everywhere... After all, Tianyuan was too huge. Dividing three-fifths of the area from it is even more exaggerated.

"How many people are there in Tianyu now?"

Fang Qingyang was very confused, "How many are directly under our commander?"

"Young Master, you can regard Tianyu as a complete country. There are various rules here, powerful training schools, and a series of supporting facilities needed by monks. As for the number of people, I have no detailed statistics. Yes, at least there are tens of millions!”

"Over the years, we have recruited geniuses from several other continents and given them huge permissions. As long as they are talented enough, they can bring other people in the family to live together."

"Over the past hundred years, the number of people we have accumulated has increased, and we have finally reached this point."

When Yan Yunshan talked about this, he was full of sighs.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how difficult it is to spend hundreds of years to carve out another independent country from Tianyuan, one of the three forbidden lands in Central Continent.

With so many talented people from all over the world, you have to make them willing to bring their families here to develop. In addition to the more exaggerated natural resources and treasures here, you also have to make them sincerely recognize Tianyu.

Only in this way will the heavenly domain expand faster and faster.

"At the border with Tianyuan, we have arranged a total of two cities and dozens of villages and towns. Each place has a large number of monks stationed to prevent the demons in Tianyuan from invading here."

Yan Yunshan explained, "The environment in Tianyuan is a bit harsh, but the spiritual energy here is really rich, so a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures have been produced. I have been to Futian Shangguo, and I can even categorically say that the cultivation environment of our Tianyu is , compared to the so-called aristocratic territories in the Floating Sky Country, they are exactly the same!"

Fang Qingyang nodded, he felt deeply about this.

Walking in the sky, the spiritual energy everywhere is so rich that it can be seen with the naked eye. With every breath, a large amount of white mist-shaped spiritual energy pours into the mouth and nose, making people feel comfortable all over, like drinking a glass of fine wine.

After a period of traveling, the black horse neighed and stopped in the void.

Fang Qingyang looked up and found a huge city in front of him. The city was made of huge stones. It was not very luxurious, but it had an extremely majestic aura.

At the gate of the city, there are a total of 19 statues standing on both sides of the gate. In addition to the 18 black riders, there is also a handsome middle-aged man with a sword in his hand and a cloak on his body. He is extraordinary and majestic.

"Father."

When Fang Qingyang saw the statue, he was very touched for a moment, with mixed feelings.

After so many years, he actually met his father in this way.

"This is after the wars, the people below insisted on setting up statues for us. I said at the time, what's the point of setting up a statue? I'm not dead, but they insisted on leaving a memorial."

Yan Yunshan grinned, "Let's go, let's go into the city."

The tall black horses stepped through the void and flew into the city.

Countless monks below sighed. They knew that this was the black rider returning to the city, and their eyes were full of respect and respect.

Fang Qingyang came to a palace in the center of the city. This palace was not luxurious either, but it was built in a grand manner. With the light emitted by various formations, it had a rough beauty of the wild era.

Yan Yunshan took off his heavy armor and pulled Fang Qingyang into the hall.

A thin figure came towards him, "Old Yan, didn't you go out to perform a mission?"

His next words were instantly stuck in his throat. The figure stared at Fang Qingyang, and after a few breaths, he excitedly said, "Is this... the young master?"

"Yes, I brought the young master here."

Yan Yunshan laughed, "His name is Yan Fei, he is from the same clan as me, and he should call me cousin in terms of seniority. He is also one of the Black Riders."