Tang Ci has solved the problem of Shen Ke in his heart and gradually restored his 'true self'.
Feng Linwen will also start to retire after his success and wait for the flowers to bear fruit.
The first is Qin Changfeng, who is also a problem.
If he is alive, he will always have his legend, which is not conducive to Tang Ci's success, so... when Tang Ci defeated Yan Shi and returned to his small courtyard, all he saw was Qin Changfeng's body.
Of course, this corpse was forged by Feng Linwen using a corpse of similar stature that he had randomly dug out from a mass grave.
So immediately afterwards, Tang Ci entered the World Wuzong alone, and passed seventeen levels in a row. Not only did he see most of the Wuzong monuments, but he also killed hundreds of disciples of the World Wuzong, and then left behind a shocking sword, killing He broke a martial tablet and left calmly.
Upon hearing the news of Qin Changfeng's death, not only a large number of young girls were heartbroken, but they hid in the boudoir and wept silently.
Yang Xiaoyun's little daughter was also extremely depressed, as if her soul had been sucked out of her whole body.
Fate has completely ended before it really begins.
Feng Linwen, on the other hand, broke a law called 'True Fragrance'. A manly man does what he says, and he won't do anything if he says he won't do it.
As the city lord of Tianxia City again, he naturally cannot treat the incident of someone breaking into the Tianxia Wuzong going on a killing spree and breaking off a martial monument as something that never happened.
So... as a qualified villain, Feng Linwen arranged waves of people to start hunting down Tang Ci all over the world.
This not only promoted the reputation of Tang Ci, but also made Tang Ci become stronger and more powerful.
The reputation of Tang Ci gradually overshadowed the four major disciples in Tianxia City and Qin Changfeng, who had suddenly appeared before.
He even gradually broke away from the level of young talents and advanced towards the direction of a true martial arts master.
There are more and more legends about Tang Ci in the world, and at the same time, the name of Tang Ci is becoming more and more dazzling.
Some people have even begun to give Tang Ci the title of "Sword Master".
This kind of name sounds like a bad name, and it is indispensable in any martial arts, fairy or even fantasy world. But any guy with such a nickname is not an easy person. Unless the title of 'Sword Master' is not an honorific for others, but a realm that all practitioners have the opportunity to reach.
"The few rays of providence obtained from killing the Daqing Emperor and the Tatar leader have been completely refined. The newly born Zhenqi is distinct from the original Zhenqi. There is no intention of merging into one, but it does not conflict. ...It's very weird. It's like two different dimensions appear in the same meridian." Feng Linye got up from the bed, feeling slightly worried about his own practice.
From the moment he came up with the idea to merge with God's will, his hundred-level Qi training had already deviated from its original track.
"I really want to know what kind of demeanor it will be like when the true energy is completely changed, and a large amount of divine will is absorbed, and the magical power is transformed." Every time he thought of this, Feng Linhu couldn't help but get excited.
Time passed by another half a year. In the past six months, Feng Linyi not only made the decision to pass on the position of Lord of Tianxia City to Xu Zhen, but also allowed Xu Zhen to marry Yang Xiaoyun's eldest daughter.
Under his strong suppression, Tianxia City did not fall apart.
Just like this, Su Xiu and Xie Qinghou were disillusioned, and soon they set up their own business.
Although Yan Shigui did not leave, he became increasingly withdrawn and hid himself in the bamboo forest manor outside the city, making it difficult for him to take another step.
When the time came, Feng Linhui exited the world as scheduled, and then put on the charging plug-in that he had prepared.
Adjust time and enter the world again.
At this time, it was already the tenth year since Feng Linyi handed over Tianxia City and, as Yang Xiaoyun, announced that he was sitting in a death trap in an attempt to break through the boundaries between heaven and man, break the limits, and shatter the void.
At this time, Tianxia City is no longer the only one in the world.
There is even a new imperial court standing on the rivers and lakes.
And it was Tang Ci who supported this court.
If it weren't for Tang Ci, the current high-ranking leader of the Jun Kingdom would have been just a small vassal, precarious in the chaos of war.
But after the country was slightly stabilized, the Jun Kingdom leader who originally loved his people like his son, took the opportunity to host a banquet in honor of Tang Ci, who was named the emperor's master, and brought poisonous wine, sword and axe-hands, and crossbows. Hands and martial arts masters encirclement and killing package.
That night, the capital was stained with blood.
Not only were all the close bodyguards of the Lord of Jun killed, but the three thousand mighty black-armored black knights in the Central Plains were wiped out. Twelve of the top masters in the world died in a row. Among the masters who besieged Tang Ci, only Two people were lucky enough to survive.
One became blind and the other became armless.
Tang Ci, with his blood-stained white clothes, denounced the king, and then turned into a sword hanging in the sky, warning the king that he must treat the people of the world well, otherwise he will return at any time and take the head off the king's neck.
At this point, the reputation of Tang Ci reached its peak.
Now all this seems to have faded with time, and the legend about Tang Ci is gradually turning into a legend due to the deliberate downplaying of the world and the court.
Tianxia City had been reduced to ruins six years ago.
Situ Huiyun took his youngest daughter, his eldest daughter and the only son left behind after Xu Zhen's death and went overseas.
Seven years ago, Xu Zhen died in the hands of his best brother in order to protect Tianxia City. Then Yang Xiaoyun's eldest daughter, Yang Rong, gave birth to a posthumous son and died of depression.
A ruin, overgrown with weeds, and a desolate look, as if it had been abandoned for hundreds of years.
But in fact, it was only less than six years ago.
Most of the military monuments in Tianxia City have been dug away.
Only the one at the city gate remains.
Precisely because it was never concealed, no one cared about it, and in the end it was retained.
Occasionally, some people from the world would pass by this deserted martial arts city and lament the prosperity of Tianxia City in the past when Yang Xiaoyun was around.
What no one knows is that in this deserted city, this current martial arts legend still lives.
Sword Master Tang Ci.
Feng Linwen had already left a mark on Tang Ci's body, so even after ten years, he could still find him accurately.
Ten years of time have once again worn away the sharpness and edge of Tang Ci.
Everything returns to its original nature.
But it is completely different from the original simplicity.
Just like the difference between seeing a mountain as a mountain and seeing a mountain as a mountain.
Feng Linwen did not disturb Tang Ci's peaceful life, but quietly approached and took out the trapping net.
"Who?" A sword energy suddenly erupted and shot in the direction of Feng Linwen.
Feng Linwen said secretly: "Fuck!" He dexterously dodged the sword energy.
Despite the gap in civilization level, Tang Ci, as a mere warrior, discovered Feng Linfu's silent approach.
"How did he find me?" Feng Linwen was simply shocked.
Tang Ci already had a head full of gray hair at this time, but in less than ten years, he had aged too much. He was past middle age and had gray hair at an early age, but he still had the bearing of a great master.
In fact, there is already a line of Zi Zi Sect and a line of Sword Saint Mountain in Jianghu, both of which are the inheritance left by Tang Ci. Both schools regarded him as their ancestor, but Tang Ci himself did not recognize him.
Tang Ci held a broom in his hand, with surprise and novelty in his eyes: "It's you! I can feel it. Should I call you Master, City Lord Yang... or something else?"
