Sky.
To the east, south, west and north, the sea of clouds was cut into four pieces, red as blood, floating and rolling.
It was like a sea of blood, falling upside down on everyone's heads.
When Fan Li finished painting the last stroke, everyone just thought that this terrifying scene was finally over!
Unexpectedly, this is just the beginning!
Four divine swords with similar shapes, as majestic as the pillars of heaven, slowly fell towards the world from the sea of blood-colored clouds in all directions.
The wind is strong!
The clouds are gathering!
The four swords transformed from the sea of blood, fell from the sky, and fell into the world, as if they were going to bring endless slaughter!
The Confucian scholars looked up, feeling inexplicably horrified.
They wanted to run away, but the remaining reason in their hearts kept reminding them that this was just weather, it didn't hurt anyone, it really didn't hurt anyone!
Some people want to kneel down for comfort.
But they soon realized that kneeling could not make Sijian become compassionate.
Where did the gentleman's sword come from?
What do you mean by the king's soldiers?
The way of the sword, this is the way of the sword, the way that exists only for killing!
Is Mr. Ikawa's understanding of kendo so childish?
It almost led us, more than a thousand Confucian practitioners, astray! ?
Pooh!
What a great scholar he is!
Holy Lord Hanyue also lost his mind.
She looked up at the sky, unable to accept that she had been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years, and her understanding of the sword was actually lost to that of Fan Li.
Among the four swords of killing, killing, destroying, and trapping, Han Yue can feel the meaning of their swords more clearly than any other Confucian scholar!
The Immortal Killing Sword is sharp!
Kill the Immortal Sword, die!
The ultimate sword, desire!
Trapping the fairy sword, evil!
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Holy Lord Hanyue suddenly screamed.
She was completely immersed in the sword's intention, and she actually felt that the four swords in the sky were slashing at her.
She was unable to dodge, and it was impossible for her to dodge.
The four phantom swords killed her thousands of times in an instant!
Then, he resurrected her thousands of times.
Between life and death, Han Yue repeatedly realized the four sword intentions of killing, killing, annihilating, and trapping!
In the blink of an eye to others, Holy Lord Hanyue was dripping with sweat and almost mentally collapsed!
But, how rare is this experience?
If you cannot bear it, you will be destroyed.
If you endure it, you will be able to make further progress in the way of swordsmanship!
finally!
Holy Lord Hanyue endured the last spiritual resurrection, and she actually broke through!
The third level of the Mahayana realm, which had been stagnant for many years, has entered the fourth level in one fell swoop.
The surging spiritual power, like the ocean tide, vented out of her body and shot straight into the sky.
A scene that all the scholars present will never forget happened.
The spiritual power visible to the naked eye was divided into four parts and merged into the sea of clouds where the Four Swords of Zhu Xian were born.
The four spiritual powers condensed into four swords in the sea of clouds, and their shapes were exactly the same as the Four Swords of Zhu Xian!
The spiritual sword took shape, fell from the sky, and returned to Hanyue Saint's body.
She opened her eyes, and her whole body changed suddenly!
In a daze, everyone felt that she had merged with the Four Swords!
Hanyue's own mood is also very complicated.
From this moment on, she has become the purest sword cultivator in the world, so pure that even her spiritual power is condensed into the form of a sword!
From now on, the path of swordsmanship will be a smooth road for her.
Unless she falls on the way, Han Yue is absolutely sure that she can ascend to immortality with her sword skills!
And all the credit for this goes to Fan Li?
"Mahayana realm?!"
"Are you actually in the Mahayana realm?"
Mr. Yichuan was the first to notice something was wrong.
The beautiful woman standing next to Fan Li is actually a swordsman in the Mahayana realm?
Who is she? !
Mr. Yichuan guessed almost immediately that a female cultivator with such powerful strength in the world could only come from the Pure Land of Sanskrit!
The Confucian scholars were also shocked.
The atmosphere of heaven and earth gradually dissipated. Before they could recover from the shock brought by Fan Li, they witnessed another Mahayana breakthrough with their own eyes! ?
"She actually broke through?"
Fan Li was the only one present who was not surprised, but at the same time he was very depressed.
Is that wrong?
I drew a picture, why did Han Yue make a breakthrough?
"I seem to have become Han Yue's system?"
"The strongest prostitution system?"
The scene caused by the sword picture surprised him a little.
After all, there was too much movement.
The Four Swords of Zhu Xian, there are no historical records about the Four Swords in this life, at least not in Chu State.
Fan Li was originally a little worried that the Four Swords Diagram could not cause the weather of heaven and earth.
fortunately.
His own style completely overwhelmed Yichuan.
"What do you think of this victory?" Fan Li asked.
Even a blind man knows that the outcome is decided.
But who can guarantee that Mr. Yichuan will no longer cheat?
Han Yue Neng.
"Hmph!" The woman snorted coldly and looked at Mr. Yichuan with an extremely unkind look.
Yichuan was frightened in his heart. He could no longer care about his face and bowed directly to Fan Li.
"Sir, you are a great talent, and I am ashamed of myself as an old man."
All the Confucian scholars were silent.
In this battle, Da Ru lost without any suspense, but left another suspense.
"Excuse me sir...who are you?"
Mr. Yichuan actually wanted to ask Han Yue’s identity.
But seeing her standing behind Fan Li, looking like he was the main one, Mr. Yichuan had no choice but to ask Fan Li first.
"I……"
"Ouch!"
Fan Li was about to introduce himself when suddenly someone screamed not far away, but it was a Confucian monk wearing official robes, running towards Fan Li in a hurry.
The Confucian scholars were also shocked when they saw the person coming.
"The deputy mountain chief is here?"
"He's actually the deputy mountain chief? He must have been attracted by the weather just now!"
"Oops, this classmate bumped into Mr. Yichuan after all. I hope he won't be punished by the deputy chief."
Fan Li also saw the person clearly.
Dachu established an imperial college to educate doctors, and the person who came here was wearing the doctor's official uniform.
The rank of doctor in Chu State is lower than six hundred stones, and they can only be regarded as middle and lower-level officials.
But the deputy headmaster of Luming Academy happened to be at this level.
Plop!
The deputy chief trotted all the way to Fan Li and knelt down on his knees.
"Zhang Qiuming, deputy head of Luming Academy, pays homage to your lord."
Everyone was in an uproar!
Holy Lord Hanyue looked at the Confucian scholars' eyes falling to the ground one by one, and couldn't help but curl up a faint smile. He actually felt that Fan Li was so grand, and she was honored.
"The deputy mountain chief calls him sir?"
"It turns out that he is not our classmate, but a superior officer?"
"So young and already in the imperial court? I am simply a role model for scholars!"
Mr. Yichuan was also stunned. His old face turned red and white.
This trip came to Dachu and gave lectures at Luming Academy. Mr. Yichuan's ultimate goal was to become famous through lectures and be called into the Dachu court to serve as an official.
He had long heard that the famous business scholar Sang Yang was the great Sinong who was promoted to the court and hired as one of the senior officials of the Nine Qing Dynasty with a commoner's clothes!
Who in the world doesn’t know?
Fan Li, a powerful minister in the Chu State, holds the power of the Three Dukes by one person. How long will it take for the Chu State to have no Three Dukes?
Jiu Qing is already considered a very popular minister in Da Chu!
Sang Yang can climb to the top, why can't Yichuan?
Now, let alone becoming an official in the DPRK, I have not even established a foothold in Luming Academy, but I have offended a minister of the DPRK first?
Judging from the deputy mountain chief's kneeling posture, I am afraid that this young man's official position is at least among the nine ministers.
"cough!"
Mr. Yichuan coughed slightly, attracting Fan Li's attention.
He tried his best to put on a smile and said respectfully: "I studied under Mr. Gui Gu of Yunmeng Mountain, Cheng Yichuan of Zhongshan Cheng Clan, and I am a first-level Confucian cultivator in the Hedao Realm. I haven't asked for your advice yet..."
Fan Li rolled his eyes.
Are you so polite, so different from just now?
He smiled softly and said: "My surname is Fan Mingli, from Pengcheng. I am the Prime Minister of Chu, and I have been granted the title of Duke of Jin, plus nine tins. I am above all the princes, and I have been ordered to take charge of all important military and political affairs of Chu."
