Xuanjian Ancient City.
Ye Changsheng and his group of seven came to the City Lord's Mansion, a towering palace that reached the sky. Above it, countless flying swords were flying, emitting tremendous sword energy.
It is so magnificent and terrifying.
A city lord's mansion is so large, how powerful should the sword hall be? On the secluded path, a woman led seven people forward. Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes and looked around along the way.
The owner of this palace should be a master of swordsmanship.
In his palace, every flower, tree, blade of grass, and stone contains the aura of swordsmanship.
Li Taibai said: "Master, the sword energy here is strong and powerful, and the master here has a high level of swordsmanship."
Ye Changsheng said: "There are always people better than you, and there are always things better than you. The path of martial arts is endless, and you still have a lot to work on."
At this time.
A sound of piano came, like the sound of nature, which made people feel calm and as if they were in a clear and empty place.
At the end of the path, under an ancient pavilion, a man sat in front of a guqin, his arm slightly raised, plucking the strings.
Ye Changsheng looked intently, sizing up the woman in front of him. There was no spiritual energy coming from her body, and she looked like a mortal.
"Greetings to the city lord, Master Ye is here."
When the song ended, everything was quiet.
The woman turned to look at Ye Changsheng, "Mr. Ye is here, please take a seat."
Ye Changsheng walked into the ancient pavilion and sat in front of the woman, "The city lord knows me."
The woman said, "Xuanjian Castle, Fengyun greets you, sir."
At this point, she slowly raised her hand, and a portrait appeared on the stone table, "I am also following orders."
Ye Changsheng's eyes fell on the portrait, and he suddenly felt uneasy. Is this him? Who painted it?
He is so suave, handsome, and looks like a banished immortal, but the painting is so abstract that it is simply horrible.
It was really not easy for Fengyun to find him with a portrait like this.
"Lord Feng, who gave you this portrait?"
Feng Yun said: "Mr. Ye."
Ye Changsheng asked: "Are you talking about Ye Dangtian?"
Feng Yun nodded slightly, "That's right."
Ye Changsheng secretly said to himself that the next time he saw Ye Dangtian, he would definitely ask him to improve his painting skills.
He is a sword cultivator after all. Could it be that his hand is lame? Wouldn't this ruin his image? Feng Yun continued, "Old Master Ye left scrolls in the cities of the Heavenly Sword Realm. If you come, please make sure to protect you and send you to Heavenly Sword City."
I didn't expect Ye Dangtian to be so thoughtful.
Ye Changsheng said: "Then I'll have to trouble City Lord Feng. I wonder when we will set off."
Feng Yun said: "Young Master Ye is now resting in the City Lord's Mansion for a day. We will set off for Tianjian City tomorrow."
At this point, she paused and continued, "Mr. Ye has the Sword Order. Now that you have come to the Heavenly Sword Realm, you must be careful. I don't know how many people are secretly coveting the Sword Order."
"In addition, there are many sword masters in the Heavenly Sword Realm. They will all participate in the Sword Hall competition, because after winning the Sword Hall competition, they can also obtain the Sword Order. Only in this way can they have the opportunity to enter the Sword Hall forbidden area to receive inheritance."
Ye Changsheng said: "Thank you for the reminder, Lord Feng. I will pay attention to it. Lord Feng, can you tell me who is the strongest swordsman in the Heavenly Sword Realm?"
Feng Yun said: "There are countless sword cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Realm, but there are only ten who are truly powerful, and they are also Mr. Ye's strongest opponents."
"Seven of these ten people are cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Realm, and the other three became famous in the Heavenly Sword Realm not long ago."
“Although the three of them have just shown their potential, their momentum is very strong. One of them has even inherited the legacy of the Seven Absolute Sword Ancestors.”
The Seven Absolute Sword Ancestor is very powerful? Feng Yun nodded, "There are three Heavenly Swords, and the Seven Absolutes are one."
Ye Changsheng asked: "What do you mean?"
Feng Yun said: "There are three extremely powerful sword cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Realm, one of whom is the Seventh Sword Ancestor, and the other two are Jian Fan from the Sword Hall, and Jian Xuanzi."
"However, Jian Fan and Jian Xuanzi have become legendary figures. Rumor has it that they have fallen like the Seven Absolute Sword Ancestors. There are also rumors that they have gone beyond the universe."
He is very familiar with Jian Fan and Jian Xuanzi.
Among his ten young masters, there was Jian Xuanzi, but he didn’t expect him to be so powerful.
Ye Changsheng said again: "Lord Feng, I wonder who has inherited the legacy of the Seven Absolute Sword Ancestors."
Feng Yun said: "Ye Moxie is a newcomer."
Ye Changsheng smiled.
Ye Moye? Isn't that his brother?
"Lord Feng, are there ten more people around Ye Moxie, including a monk?"
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Feng Yun was stunned for a moment, "Master Ye knows them?"
Ye Changsheng said: "Yes, I know them."
Feng Yun said: "These eleven people are very strong. In addition to Ye Moye, there are also Xuanbing Sword Immortal, Dali Monk, and Five Elements Goddess. These people spent half a year to refresh the three most powerful places in the Heavenly Sword Realm."
The powerful monk, Zang Qi? Ye Changsheng almost laughed out loud. How did Zang Qi get such a name? "Lord Feng, what's the story behind the powerful monk you mentioned?"
It was the first time that Ye Changsheng heard the news about Ye Moyue, An Luoer and the others from other people. He really wanted to know about their situation, so he asked a few more questions.
Feng Yun said: "The monk's name is Zang Qi. When he first entered the Heavenly Sword Realm, he was called the One Punch Monk. Later, because every time he killed an enemy, he used a magical power called Great Power to Create Miracles, he was given the title of Great Power Monk."
"Young Master Ye, if you encounter them in the future, you must be careful. During this period, many forces in the Tianjian Realm and Guiyi Realm have been severely damaged by them."
"Okay, I got it!" Ye Changsheng said, "Lord Feng, are they still in the Heavenly Sword Realm?"
Feng Yun shook her head and said, "She left and no one knows where she is. But Ye Moxie will definitely show up at the Sword Hall Competition in a year."
Ye Changsheng nodded, "Then please ask Lord Feng to help me keep an eye out for their news. I also want to meet Monk Dali and Ye Moye."
At this point, he slowly raised his hand, and a spiritual ring fell on the stone table, "Lord Feng, this spiritual ring is for you. It will help your cultivation."
Feng Yun said: "Mr. Ye, you are too polite. I am just a sword formation master. There is no need to waste such precious resources."
Sword Master.
It was the first time Ye Changsheng heard this name. "City Lord Feng is a sword formation master. Doesn't that mean he doesn't need to improve his cultivation? You should accept him!"
Feng Yun said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Ye."
The next moment.
She arranged for someone to send Ye Changsheng and his party downstairs to rest.
In a beautiful building, Ye Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face. In just a few years, An Luoer, Ye Moyue, Zang Qi and others finally became famous.
This moment.
He suddenly felt a little bit excited about meeting everyone. They could finally walk the future together.
I wonder if they still remember him?
After a moment of melancholy, he turned and walked towards the wooden couch. The window behind him closed. The next moment, the nameless sword monument appeared in front of him.
Continue to study the nameless sword monument.
Ever since he got the sword stele from Yang Xuan, Ye Changsheng has been studying it, but up to now he has only comprehended the first two moves of the sword stele.
Just at this moment.
A system prompt sounded in his ear.