"You also have an eldest sister who is by your mother's side now."
Withdrawing his hand, Xianzong Wuming began to draw cakes: "When you complete your studies, your father will take you home and reunite with them."
"Okay." Wei Meng was very happy about this.
During this time, his father taught him a lot of knowledge and also taught him martial arts, allowing him to use his power to do many things that he could not do before.
Xianzong Wuming turned to look at the young man beside him: "Unknown, as an elder brother, you must learn to take care of and protect your younger brother."
It is precisely because of this expectation that this work was named.
"I understand." The handsome young man in white shirt nodded.
"My father will teach you today how to crack the secrets of the Immortal Sect, starting from the righteousness of heaven and earth, and learning as you go."
Xianzong Wuming, or Jun Xuanyuan, is a very thoughtful person. He does not just teach them martial arts, but first teaches them how to crack and then learn on this basis.
Jun Xuanyuan looked down upon those Yunsheng from the Immortal Sect anyway.
He has always only looked up to his contemporaries, and when his return to the Immortal Sect was officially finalized, he would go and meet the outsider for a while.
…………
West Wulin.
After years of development, Tiandu's influence on this land has become increasingly huge. After Wen Bodhi returned, he and Jun Fengqing compiled new laws and regulations.
Because today's territory is larger than before.
The official schools have trained a group of talents who can easily cope with local management, educate some of the subordinate tribes, and enable the basic laws of Tiandu to be spread to the countryside.
The frequency of demons disturbing the environment is much lower than before, and there will be no monsters raging under the rule of Tiandu. Both the economy and culture are prosperous.
"The misty rain in Lushan Mountain and the tide in Zhejiang Province are full of regrets before they arrive." A figure wearing a hat and tawny clothes finally saw the city in the distance after crossing the long yellow sand of Xiwulin.
"I hope you won't need the last two sentences during this trip to Tiandu."
Phoenix Ming suppressed the excitement in his heart and said calmly.
In Tianxiapin, Xue Ye Sword was declared scrapped by Kaiwu Tiangong in front of him due to poor material quality. Then, he found materials from his own warehouse and recast the sword for him based on Phoenix Ming's skill.
The name of the sword - the way of Shushi.
Because Fenghuang Ming is not used to using the scabbard. After all, he was used to being arrogant in the world back then, so the efficiency of drawing the sword is far less efficient than raising the sword.
So Jiang Nan Chunxin looked for other materials and asked Leng Yan to weave a "scabbard" in the style of a picture scroll using sword weaving skills as the way of Shushi.
Now he is carrying it behind his back, and it is called "Heavenly Scroll".
Kaiwu Tiangong has added many functions to it, such as being able to be used as a means of transportation, and most importantly, to warm up the sword. Although Xiwulin has Tiandu to suppress one side, there are still many places where hands are needed.
This function was specially tailored for Jiangnan Chunxin after he learned about Phoenix Ming's destination during the conversation.
The purpose is to prevent the long-term battle from having no time to send Shushi Dao back for maintenance. In the end, the battle situation was in danger because the weapons were broken.
After all, he is a veteran of the world and understands these things very well.
He wouldn't think so much if an ordinary person came to him to make weapons, but it would be different if a friend specially introduced him.
A certain heavenly craftsman and "Feng Mi" had a very happy conversation.
Phoenix Ming has been in Xiwulin for a while, and has also traveled to many places to understand the history here personally and experience the changes that Tiandu has brought to this land.
The more he understood, the more excited he became.
That must be a place where he can express his ambition.
Now, the main city of Tiandu is within his sight, and he hopes that what he sees next will shock him.
At the same time, Tiandu.
"Um?"
Luo Hou, who was originally sitting in the main seat of the main hall, got a feeling from somewhere, which was exactly the same as the aura he saw in his dream in the past. As the feeling appeared, two illusory fire dragons circled around him.
When the phoenix sings, the sky is prosperous and the world is at peace.
Although Luo Hou does not believe in those illusory gods and Buddhas, he does bear the fire of the human race, and he also remembers the tune he heard back then:
The majestic palace, the majestic giant palace, in front of the false gods, the sorrow of the ancestors.
The small memorial tablets have long been forgotten, and the half-foot shrine has nowhere to put it.
…
The hope of your ancestors flows in your blood.
Only talking about the great road and prosperous times, the national spirit is buried.
…
Wu Jun, who was sitting in the main seat, stood up and walked out of the hall. Following the induction, he looked far into the distance, and a moving figure was reflected in his pupils.
Then.
"It should be this direction."
The man suddenly raised his head and followed the gaze he cast.
"Tendou Wujun?"
Luo Hou had already mastered lip reading when he was still a ranger in the early years. When traveling alone, he always had to learn more things. Later, when he met Feng Qing, he no longer needed to worry about those trivial matters.
Considering the other party's cultivation level, Luo Hou used air-to-air sound transmission:
"It's Luo Hou. Where's your name, sir?"
"Phoenix cry."
"Welcome to Tiandu, sir."
"As soon as I see the scenery of Tiandu, I will go to pay a visit to Lord Wu."
"I am here, waiting for you sir."
The exchange between the two was very simple, they exchanged names and made an agreement, and then Luo Hou looked away.
…………
Sensing that the gaze on him disappeared, Feng Ming also turned his gaze away and sighed softly: "Martial Lord Tiandu, you are truly an extraordinary person."
Although the two have not officially met, his first impression of Luo Hou:
not bad.
As for the specific situation, as he had thought before and just said, he would make a decision after traveling to Tiandu. If nothing else happened, he should be sure to stay in Tiandu.
On the way to Xiwulin, Phoenix Ming had not thought about building a country from scratch to realize his ideals. In that case, he could ensure that everything developed according to his wishes from the founding of the country. At that time, he and Lin Chongyang also talked about it, but Lin Chongyang told him that he needed to find the answer by himself.
After entering Xiwulin, Phoenix Ming gave up this idea.
Unite.
Must be unified.
Only Tiandu in Xiwulin has this ability, and only Tiandu will truly treat the people well. After reunification, the resources of Xiwulin can be centrally controlled by the central government, and many problems will be solved by then.
After a brief conversation with Luo Hou, Fenghuang Ming's heart had actually shifted. Listening to what a person said without looking at what he did would bring more intuitive understanding, so before that, he needed to formally travel Tiandu.
…………
Far away in Dongwulin on the other side of China, the head of Renyu Mingsheng and the Confucian Guards successfully waited for reinforcements from the headquarters.
However, the actual situation was slightly different from their plan.
Yun Wanggui never expected that so many people would come this time.
(End of chapter)
