Southern region.

The location of the East Three Spiritual Meridians.

A large number of people gathered here.

In the sky, many flying boats and people are waiting here.

Apart from the crowd, they built a series of formations to prevent anyone from entering.

"Your Majesty."

A figure walked over quickly and said:

"People from the Northern Territory have entered the territory not long ago. They must have come here for this place."

"A large number of monks have also been sent from the Western Regions. They can arrive here within half a day."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu, the Holy Pilgrimage Saint of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had a slightly cold look in his eyes.

"Such a commotion has attracted them after all."

The Holy King has passed down his legacy. How many people in the world can resist this temptation?

"Your Majesty, would you like to send someone to stop them?"

The visitor asked.

"No need."

Zhou Mu said calmly: "This is about the inheritance of the Holy King. If they intend to come, how can we stop them so easily? Just let them come."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu slowly closed his eyes:

"Even if it's a fight, our Holy Dynasty has nothing to fear from them."

As a holy dynasty, he is confident.

Not long after, a flying boat arrived with bright flags, and it was the holy land of Jibing.

The large number of people and the scale of the gathering immediately changed the expressions of many powerful men from the Great Zhou Dynasty present.

"The opportunity that appeared within the territory of our Great Zhou Dynasty is simply a provocation by the Jibing Holy Land."

"The Holy Land of Extreme Soldiers is one of the two forces that are qualified to be compared with our Holy Dynasty. At the moment, it seems that it is indeed powerful."

"Why is it so troublesome to open the relics of the Holy King? If they were opened earlier, we would have taken the inheritance by now. How could we give these foreign forces a chance!"

Everyone was discussing it openly or secretly.

Zhou Mu's expression was much calmer. He looked at Fei Zhou and said with a bow:

"I am Zhou Mu, a junior. I have long heard of Senior Jiang's name, the best swordsman in the Northern Territory, the Blue Sword Saint. Now that I have seen him, I find that his reputation is indeed worthy of praise."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a slight silence all around.

Everyone looked towards Jiang Yuanyin.

"You don't have to be so polite."

Jiang Yuanyin responded.

Hearing this, many people were slightly shocked.

Although we cannot see the face of this Blue Sword Saint, we can tell from his tall and straight figure and his powerful voice.

I'm afraid the other party is far from dying.

Zhou Mu's eyes also narrowed slightly.

His judgment was correct.

Even if we send people, we won't be able to stop this matter.

The ancestor of the Jibing Holy Land seems to be in very good condition and can now travel freely in the outside world.

That in itself says a lot.

This move by the Holy Land of Extreme Soldiers is undoubtedly a demonstration of its strength.

"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. I heard that the old Saint King of your Great Zhou Dynasty has already taken the step of becoming a Saint King. Why didn't he show up to see such an important matter now?"

Jiang Yuanyin opened his mouth and asked straight to the point.

Zhou Mu smiled upon hearing this and said:

"My father has also talked about Senior Jiang, but unfortunately he had an epiphany not long ago and is still practicing, so I'm afraid he can't come in person."

Zhou Mu did not answer the question about breaking through to become the Saint King.

Jiang Yuanyin nodded and said:

"A good father will have a good son. Now even his descendants have become saints. Your Great Zhou Dynasty is as prosperous as ever."

The current emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Mu, is actually also a powerful saint.

Zhou Mu heard this and said with a smile:

"The predecessor's ultimate weapon holy land also had extraordinary fortune. A thousand years ago, the predecessor was famous. Looking at the predecessor's current situation, I think he should have taken that step."

It seems polite and the relationship is okay.

If you think about it carefully, it's all just a test.

Hearing Zhou Mu's question, everyone present also paid full attention.

Many people have some guesses to some extent.

After all, the ancestor of the Jibing Holy Land lived too long.

"Not bad." Jiang Yuanyin nodded.

"Long ago, I did take the step of becoming a Saint King."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Why are they here today?

All because of the possible existence of the Holy King inheritance.

But right now, there is a living powerful Saint King present!

"Um?"

The reactions of those powerful men who came with them from the Jibing Holy Land were even greater.

"Ancestor, have you already become a Saint King?"

"Hasn't the ancestor been unable to break through? How come now..."

"Fuck, there is actually a Holy King in my Extreme Weapon Holy Land? Then what are we fighting for? Just take the inheritance from this place!"

Zhou Mu's eyes also trembled slightly, and he smiled:

"Congratulations to Senior Jiang. After becoming the first swordsman in the Northern Territory, you will be given the title of King."

While talking, Zhou Mu was also paying attention to the reactions and expressions of the people in the Extreme Soldiers Holy Land.

At the same time, he transmitted his voice to the Imperial Master Mai who was not far away, saying:

"What do you think, Imperial Master, is this true or false?"

"Not credible." The Imperial Master replied:

"From the data, it seems that Jiang Yuanyin is not a frank person, and he acts in a domineering and decisive manner. When the four major regions were at peace, he and the Extreme Soldiers Holy Land had plans to integrate the Northern Region, but due to limited strength, they were unable to realize it."

"If he had become a Saint King earlier, he would have been able to integrate the many forces in the Northern Territory. However, judging from the trends of the Extreme Soldiers Holy Land over the past few decades, there has not been such a trend."

After a pause, the Imperial Master added:

"It's possible that what he said was true, but in my opinion, it was just intentional to create intimidation."

Zhou Mu nodded slightly.

He thought so too.

Others may not know, but he knows how difficult it is for his father to take that step.

Otherwise, I wouldn't care so much about this place.

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Chen Fangyuan is said to hold the secret to breaking through the Saint King.

And judging from Jiang Yuanyin's style of doing things, if he was really the Holy King, why would he waste time testing him now?

Of course, even if it's not true.

We have to be on guard against the current situation.

Jiang Yuanyin is ultimately a veteran saint and a powerful man.

For the sake of his father's breakthrough and Chen Fangyuan's inheritance, he must get it no matter what the cost.

I don't want to waste it.

But it doesn't mean leaving it alone.

Prescribe the right medicine for the right disease and serve the right dish to the right person.

Not long after, a large Buddha light approached from the distant sky.

The powerful Buddhists from the Western Regions have arrived.

"Amitābha Buddha, the work of the Holy King is truly extraordinary. Fortunately, I am not too late."

At the head, a thin monk stood on the purple gold lotus platform and spoke with a smile.

Zhou Mu took a look and said calmly:

"Master Huairen is going to do it himself?"

"With Saint King Jiang here, I'm afraid there's no chance."

Huairen's eyes moved slightly when he heard the voice. After a moment, he shook his head slightly and said:

"According to the Buddhist teachings, the world's fate and fortune are obtained by fate, not by force. I will not take away the opportunities of the younger generation. I am here to take advantage of this precious opportunity to see the talents of the younger generation in various regions."

After the words fell, Jiang Yuanyin spoke:

"People from the Buddhist sect still speak with great standards as always."

"But it does make sense. Now that the great era is about to begin, we must leave opportunities for the younger generations. The opportunities here will be fought for by the younger generations from all sides."

"It depends on where the fate of this Saint King will fall to in the future generations."

Zhou Mu nodded and smiled:

"Since both of you have such plans, the fight for this place will be left to the younger generation."

For a moment, the three parties were surprisingly in sync.

In fact, this is not surprising.

It's not just that the cost of competition between the strong is higher.

Most of the inheritances and treasures in the past would restrict the age of entrants, limiting the group with opportunities to younger generations of practitioners.

After all, the younger generation has only been practicing for a short time and has a strong plasticity.

This has been the case with most of the competitions throughout history. In the end, the competition will fall on the shoulders of the younger generations of practitioners.