Ten years later, the cold palace is still the same.
Just some parts of the interior have been cleaned up.
It was Lin Tianyuan who cleaned up the huge garden and cleared out a lake so that Lin Jiufeng could have a place to relax.
In the past ten years, Lin Jiufeng no longer needed the help of the cold jade bed for his practice, so he gave the cold jade bed to Lin Tianyuan.
Apart from signing in every day, Lin Jiufeng sits quietly by the lake, looking at the sky, the earth, and the water.
Lin Jiufeng's cultivation has reached the peak of Grand Master.
The realm of martial saint is right in front of you.
He can pierce this realm with just his hand.
But Lin Jiufeng was not in a hurry to break through.
"The realm of martial arts saints has surpassed all previous ones. To be a martial arts saint is not only to accumulate true energy and open up meridians, but also to understand the artistic conception of martial arts, give birth to the will of martial arts, and destroy all enemies with a single punch." Lin Jiufeng murmured in his heart.
He has been accumulating his own martial arts will over the past few years.
After five years, Lin Jiufeng's martial arts will was as strong as the ocean, bottomless.
He looked at the wide lake in front of him, pointed it like a sword, and gently picked it.
boom!
The water in the entire lake jumped up at this moment, and the water splashed and turned into countless long swords.
This scene was seen by Lin Tianyuan in the distance, and his eyes widened.
Any energy in Lin Jiufeng's body was useless. He was just an ordinary person at this moment, but with a thought, tens of thousands of long swords condensed in the lake water, all flew into the sky, and then exploded.
Wow!
The sword rain fell, and every drop was enough to kill the Grand Master. In front of Lin Jiufeng's eyes, it fell into the lake.
The true energy in Lin Jiufeng's body was uncontrollable and condensed on its own, turning into water droplets.
One drop!
Two drops!
Three drops!
A huge amount of zhenqi condensed into a river at this moment, flowing through Lin Jiufeng's whole body.
He closed his eyes and let his soul travel around the world.
He saw a small grass in the distance breaking through the soil and showing its head tenaciously.
He saw the fish in the lake swimming away in panic, as if they had been frightened by Lin Jiufeng just now.
He also saw ants building nests in the soil. The ants in an ant nest were hard at work.
Lin Jiufeng opened his eyes. In his eyes, the world seemed to have changed dramatically.
But it seems like nothing has changed.
Lin Jiufeng smiled: "The martial saint realm is not too difficult."
After five years, Lin Jiufeng realized such a huge martial arts will, and now he closed his eyes and broke through to the Martial Saint.
It can be described as extremely terrifying and powerful.
"The realm of the Martial Saint is divided into several levels. The first one to enter is Dongxuan, the martial arts Dongxuan." Lin Jiufeng thought silently.
The realm of Dongxuan is the first step towards becoming a Martial Saint.
The competition in this realm is not about the amount of true energy or the strength of the skills, but the will of the martial arts.
At this moment, Lin Jiufeng recalled the two martial saints Huajian Patriarch and Wuming more than ten years ago, and couldn't help but sigh: "They are both very weak martial saints."
The martial arts will of Patriarch Huajian can be described as weak.
But Wuming had no martial arts will at all. Back then, he used Lin Jiufeng to use Sword Twenty-Two to chop the opponent with one sword.
After all, if a corpse is resurrected and has the strength of a martial saint, it is already very good, but there is no martial arts will.
Lin Jiufeng compared his martial arts will with theirs.
The difference between a drop of water and the ocean.
"You can destroy it with a snap of your fingers." Lin Jiufeng said with a rather invincible sigh.
The martial arts will that he spent five years to comprehend is really powerful.
After Lin Jiufeng's breakthrough, his days went as usual. He occasionally gave Lin Tianyuan guidance and spent the rest of the time there to realize his martial arts will.
But Emperor Yuan, who had not come to Leng Palace for ten years, came today.
The current Emperor Yuan is no longer as immature as before. Ten years have passed and he is already thirty years old. The emperor's majesty is profound, and his cultivation has also entered the realm of golden elixir.
Not far from the master realm.
But if he wants to break through the Martial Saint in this life, it is basically hopeless.
He was obsessed with trivial matters.
"Brother!" Emperor Yuan called Lin Jiufeng cordially after not seeing him for ten years.
It's just that he wonders why the eldest brother hasn't changed in ten years.
Although practice can improve your appearance, your temperament is still different in different periods.
And Lin Jiufeng, like one day for ten years, smiled like the bright moon in her arms, and the breeze blew on her face. When she was beside him, she unconsciously felt calm.
"Father." Lin Tianyuan shouted respectfully.
He did not enter the royal family tree and could not call him "father".
Emperor Yuan smiled tenderly. He preferred the title father to Emperor Father.
"How are you doing recently?" Emperor Yuan asked with concern.
"Father, sir, you taught me a lot, especially the martial arts. He is profound and profound, but my child is stupid and has not learned even one percent of it." Lin Tianyuan said with shame.
"Well, your husband is very knowledgeable, but you are not bad either. You have reached the realm of golden elixir at a young age, and your future will be bright." Emperor Yuan didn't take Lin Tianyuan's words to heart, and only regarded them as a compliment to his elder brother.
He believed that his eldest brother’s literature was profound and profound.
But the eldest brother's martial arts cultivation was abolished back then, which was known to both the government and the public. Even though he is practicing again now, he cannot return to the top.
"Why do you have time to come?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously when he saw Emperor Yuan again after ten years.
Lin Jiufeng would listen to Dachun talk about Emperor Yuan's reforms every seven days.
He was really carrying out reforms on the basis of many bones. He had not had a day off for ten years.
Lin Jiufeng sometimes couldn't help feeling that Emperor Yuan was really suitable to be an emperor.
"I haven't seen my eldest brother in ten years, so I came here to see you today." Emperor Yuan sat next to Lin Jiufeng. Being invaded by Lin Jiufeng's magnetic field, his irritable mood became relieved.
He let out a long sigh, and the pressure that had been weighing on his heart for a long time disappeared without a trace.
He closed his eyes comfortably.
Lin Jiufeng glanced at it and said nothing. Every move in the Martial Saint realm can infect the people around him. It has a special magnetic field. This is also the meaning of the title of Saint in this realm.
"Brother, I came to see you and took Tianyuan with me. He is also fifteen years old. It's time to go out and have some adventures. After all, he also has Jindan cultivation now." Emperor Yuan said.
"Well, take him out." Lin Jiufeng said nonchalantly. Anyway, he had no intention of teaching Lin Tianyuan for the rest of his life.
He can't sign in and has been living with him in the cold palace. What does it mean
"Father, I want to continue studying with my husband." Lin Tianyuan insisted.
He had seen the strange scene where Lin Jiufeng broke through the realm of martial saint, and he determined in his heart that Lin Jiufeng was very powerful, and he was not willing to leave.
"Father is going to do a big thing next and needs your help. Father doesn't trust other people." Emperor Yuan said in a deep voice.
"Go out, the cold palace is not your destination. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come back to me." Lin Jiufeng made a promise, and at least ten years of life together were saved.
Lin Tianyuan wanted to say something else, but Emperor Yuan was very busy and took him away directly.
Late at night, the Forbidden City and the central hall are brightly lit.
This is the place where emperors of all dynasties handled official business and met with important ministers.
At this moment, Emperor Yuan, who had been on the throne for eleven years, was sitting on the dragon chair. Below him stood an old man in official uniform. He was the current chief minister of the cabinet, the first minister who supported Emperor Yuan's reform, and the person whom Emperor Yuan trusted the most.
Emperor Yuan studied literature with him when he was a boy, so he was always addressed as his teacher.
"Teacher, it's been ten years since I reformed the Yuhua Dynasty. Except for the nine major vassals and the top sects, all other places have implemented the post-reform policies. The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the seas and rivers are clear. These things have further strengthened my determination to reform. Determination." Emperor Yuan said solemnly.
"Your Majesty, the disasters caused by the vassal king and the clan should not be taken too hastily. Their power should not be underestimated." The chief minister of the cabinet advised.
"Of course I know not to act too hastily, but time is not waiting for me. Ten years have passed and I still can't solve these problems. It will be even more difficult to solve them in the future, so I decided to cut off the vassal first!" Emperor Yuan said with a cold face.
"Your Majesty, you must not do it. The combined forces of the nine vassal kings are enough to fight against the imperial power, not to mention the Demon Sect supporting them behind the scenes. Cutting off the vassals at once is tantamount to forcing them to join forces, and the country will have great power. What a disaster." The expression of the chief minister of the cabinet changed greatly, and he knelt on the ground and tried to persuade him.
"No need to say more, I have made up my mind!" Emperor Yuan was unwavering, his eyes were dark and cold.
He didn't know that it was difficult to cut down the vassal, but now there were powerful enemies both inside and outside. Even if he didn't cut down the vassal, these vassal kings were ready to do something.
He must bring order to the chaos before the other party rebels!