On the terrace on the lake, Yan Qingcheng looked at Jun Wuxie's retreating back, grinding her teeth angrily.
What does this little bastard mean?
I don't regret knowing her now at all.
The implication is that before this, he regretted meeting her?
He took away her virginity and still said such words!
…
At this moment, Jun Wuxie was on his way back to Zongwang Mountain.
Naturally, he would not have thought that when he was excited to learn the news about the Lingxu Realm, he said something casually, which made Yan Qingcheng think so much.
He spent a lot of money in the capital to purchase a high-end carriage pulled by two three-star thousand-horse horses.
This carriage is very luxurious. It is very spacious inside, with soft and comfortable beds, coffee tables, tables, stools, and exquisite decorations.
Back at Zongwang Mountain, Jiuye and Uncle Bird asked about it. He briefly talked about it, but did not mention anything about the Burning Sword Sect and the Lingxu Realm.
In the following days, in addition to practicing, he stayed with Yueyao.
During this period, he gave all the basic resources obtained from killing enemies in the secret realm of Nanshan to Wine Master and Uncle Bird.
Zongwang Academy has been in decline for a long time. The sect has no foundation and resources are extremely scarce.
In the future, if Zongwang Academy wants to restore its prosperity, it will have to rebuild the sect and recruit disciples, which will consume a lot of resources.
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The day for the opening of the Trial Land has arrived in a blink of an eye.
In the early morning of this morning, five people from Zongwang Academy arrived at the central square of the capital in a luxurious carriage purchased a few days ago.
The huge square is already crowded with people in the early morning.
The central area was blocked off, with four old men from the Qingshan Sword Sect sitting cross-legged inside.
Several hundred meters away from the blocked area, four elevated platforms were built.
Each high platform is about three meters in diameter and is a square with a diameter of more than ten meters.
Luxurious chairs and tables were placed on the high platform, and wine, snacks, and fruit plates were placed on the table.
People from Qingshan Sword Sect and Dahe Sword Sect were already on the high platform.
Their top brass sat at the table while their younger disciples stood behind them.
Emperor Ji Liufeng and the Queen of the Great Zhou Dynasty were also sitting on one of the high platforms, and the Eighth Prince Ji Beilan stood quietly beside them.
The deputy commander also stood silently behind Ji Liufeng and the queen.
In addition, there was an old man with gray beard and hair who had the true dragon symbol embroidered on his left chest, and ten young adults wearing the same clothes, guarding Ji Liufeng and the queen.
As soon as Jun Wuxie drove to the edge of the square, he saw Ji Liufeng and the Queen looking unhappy, and the Eighth Prince was even more angry. He was facing the direction of Qingshan Sword Sect, and his hands hanging down on his waist were clenched into fists. .
Nearby, the crowd watching the excitement had angry expressions on their faces.
Jun Wuxie's eyes were slightly cold.
what happened?
Just as he was wondering, he heard a young sword cultivator on the high platform of Qingshan Sword Sect look at the angry Ji Beilan with a face full of teasing and said: "Looking at you, you seem to be aggrieved? You have to know, Being able to establish a relationship with our senior brother Chanfeng is a blessing that has been cultivated by generations of members of the Zhou royal family!"
"The disciples of Guizong have gone too far!" Ji Liufeng said with a sullen face to the senior officials of Qingshan Sword Sect: "Although our royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty is far inferior to your Qingshan Sword Sect, we don't want to climb up to anyone in Guizong. . I hope the disciples of your sect will stop saying this kind of thing!"
"Well, Emperor Zhou, I, a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect, may have spoken a bit more directly, but it is the truth." A core elder of the Qingshan Sword Sect said with a nonchalant expression: "Chanfeng heard that there was a princess in the Great Zhou who was... Known as the legend of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he is very interested in this strange woman, why doesn't Your Majesty do it for him?"
When Ji Liufeng heard this, his face became extremely gloomy.
He did not expect that the senior officials of Qingshan Sword Sect would say this.
The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty could not afford to offend the Qingshan Sword Sect.
However, it is absolutely impossible to agree to this matter, but at the same time, we cannot break up with each other. If we refuse politely, the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect will definitely say some unpleasant and harsh words.
"Your Majesty Dazhou, what else do you have to hesitate?" The young swordsman from the Qingshan Sword Sect said with a smile: "Our senior brother Chanfeng is a figure on the Star List of the Southern Territory, a king-level peerless talent. . Although Senior Brother Chanfeng already has a Taoist companion, you, the Princess of Da Zhou, can definitely be my Senior Brother’s concubine, and it is not an injustice. In the future, with Senior Brother Chan Feng as your backing, you, Da Zhou, will surely prosper for another three thousand years!”
"You!" Ji Liufeng was so angry that the muscles on his face beat hard, and he said coldly: "Yinlan only pursues martial arts and has no other thoughts! Don't say such things again!"
"That's not necessarily the case." At this time, behind the young sword cultivator, a handsome young man with thick black hair, a face as sharp as a sword, smiled and said confidently: "Why don't His Majesty Da Zhou ask Ji Yinlan to come?" Meet me once. As long as she sees me, she will not only have martial arts in her heart."
"Haha!" The Eighth Prince laughed angrily and said, "Who do you think you are? If my sister were here, she wouldn't even look at you!"
"Boy, why are you talking to senior brother Chanfeng?" The young swordsman said jokingly: "My senior brother is the person you want to call brother-in-law in the future. Don't be so insignificant!"
The eighth prince's face was ashen.
Just as he was about to fight back, a carriage suddenly rushed in and stopped suddenly between the high platform of the Qingshan Sword Sect and the Great Zhou royal family.
The front hooves of the thousand-spirited horse soared into the air, and they neighed loudly.
"sister……"
The eighth prince opened his mouth, but immediately closed it.
"Eighth Prince, did you hear clearly what that guy said just now?" Jun Wuxie jumped off the carriage and looked at Ji Beilan and asked.
At this time, everyone's eyes were looking at the carriage and Jun Wuxie.
Everyone in the capital knew that the relationship between Jun Wuxie and Ji Yinlan was very unusual.
At this time, he suddenly rushed in driving a carriage. What was he going to do?
Undoubtedly, what happened today and the words and deeds of Qingshan Sword Sect disciples were a naked insult to Jun Wuxie.
Princess Dazhou is his confidante.
Now, the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect have promised to take Ji Yinlan as their concubine.
Facing a powerful sect like the Qingshan Sword Sect, what would Jun Wuxie do and what could he do?
"What are you doing standing still?" Jun Wuxie repeated, "Did you hear clearly what he just said?"
"Ah! No, I didn't hear that clearly!"
The Eighth Prince reacted and immediately responded like this.
"Did you hear that? He didn't hear what you just said clearly." Jun Wuxie looked at the young sword cultivator and said, "How about you come down here and tell him again?"
"Boys, what tricks do you want to play?" The young swordsman chuckled, brushed his sword robe, and got off the platform.
He came to Jun Wuxie with a sneer on his face: "I'm here, you treat me like..."
Buzz!
A golden slap suddenly hit him.
The speed was so fast and the power was so fierce that the space exploded instantly.
The young swordsman's pupils shrank sharply and he was about to fight back.
There was a pop.
Before he could use his martial arts skills, the golden palm struck him hard in the face with a mighty force.
Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere, and the sound of cracking bones echoed throughout the audience.
Blood and brain matter spurted out together.
The young swordsman was killed instantly!
From the neck up, the whole head bloomed like a broken watermelon.
His body shook and he fell to the ground.
Jun Wuxie stepped on his corpse, and stared at the young man with thick black hair and a sharp face, Chan Feng, on the high platform of Qingshan Sword Sect, with eyes like cold electricity, and mocked: "What the hell, this kind of thing is also You dare to make noise here, you are like a chicken and a dog!"
The whole scene was silent.
Here, tens of millions of eyes were focused on him.
People were stunned.
No one expected that Jun Wuxie's counterattack would be so direct and violent!
In front of everyone, in front of the senior officials of Qingshan Sword Sect, it is simply unimaginable to kill its core disciples!
Ji Liufeng, the Queen, the Eighth Prince and others were all shocked.
The wine man, Uncle Bird and others who opened the curtain were also shocked.
The people of Qingshan Sword Sect came back to their senses from the shock and anger, their faces were extremely gloomy, and their eyes were filled with cold light!
