"Yes, Father, please believe in the eyes of your son!"
Emperor Chu stared at Mi Yanhua's eyes, his eyes calm as water.
This made Sect Master Wanjian's eyes a little anxious.
"Your Majesty, Ling Fei has a lot of evil, you can't indulge him, otherwise, who else will be convinced of your prestige in the future?"
Emperor Chu's eyes were slightly cold, and the surrounding air immediately dropped several degrees. No one can match the power of Emperor Chu!
"Are you reasoning with me?"
"No... dare not! The minister dare not!"
Sect Master Wanjian was trembling with fright, he almost forgot, this one on top of his head is not only the emperor of the Great Chu Empire, but also a super power, so strong that he is a monk who crosses the calamity. , To the extent that everyone feels scared!
Emperor Chu glanced at him, snorted coldly, and then put his gaze on Mi Yanhua's face.
"I think it is for your face, give him a chance. In another month, there will be a battle for the ranking of the various sects of the Great Chu Empire. Each sect will send a genius under 30 to participate in the competition. He will not Is he young and promising? Then let him participate. If he wins, I personally canonize him and upgrade him to the sect level, but if he can't win the final victory, don't blame me. Relying on bewitching the royal princess is enough for him to die hundreds of times!"
Mi Yanhua's face was overjoyed.
"Thank you, Father."
"Go down, Wan Jianzong go down too."
"Yes...."
Sect Master Wan Jianzong, although he was unwilling, he still had to obey. Not for anything else, just for the one sitting on it, the emperor of the entire Great Chu Empire!
Ten days later, there was a bright red shadow in Autumn Wind Valley.
Soon, there were two young disciples in the sect, rushing to Ling Fei's cabin.
"Great Elder, Great Elder, people from Kyoto are here."
Ling Fei was practicing in retreat. He had absorbed a Mahayana cultivation base and two transformation gods. He has several Yuan Ying. The strength at this moment has reached the current Yuan Ying stage from the beginning of the Nascent Soul half a month ago. , The strength is almost like riding a rocket, advancing all the way!
If it is a normal cultivation method, even if it is a genius, without a two or three years of effort, it is impossible to go from the early stage of Yuanying to the latter stage of Yuanying.
Even if you are a top-level evildoer, a key cultivator in the sect, with countless pill blessings, at least, it will take half a year to a year.
But here in Ling Fei, it only takes ten days.
Even this number is only based on the fact that there are not many strong people for him to absorb. There is really enough energy for him to absorb. It is not impossible for him to break through several big realms.
At this moment, hearing the movement outside, he stood up, walked to the door and opened the door.
"What's the matter? So noisy?"
"Grand Elder, there is a visitor from the Princess Palace of Kyoto, and now the head is responding in the main hall. Please come quickly."
"Got it."
After Ling Fei said, his body turned into a white light, walked in the air, and left instantly, causing the two young disciples to feel envy, jealousy and hatred.
He quickly came to the hall. He didn't expect that the person who came was actually an acquaintance. It was the woman named Feng Jiu. She once told Ling Fei for Mi Yanhua that she wanted to recruit Ling Fei, but it was a pity that Ling Fei refused.
"Ling son, long time no see."
Ling Fei nodded, and he glanced at Yang Qing, the very arrogant Qiufenggu head teacher, who is now honestly like a cat, although still sitting on the head teacher's throne, he is sitting on the throne, with a respectful expression. , Dare not be the slightest rude!
If you think about it, you can understand.
Although Yang Qing was not bad, it was compared with Qiufenggu, and compared with Ling Fei. But after all, he was just the head teacher of a small eight-liu sect, and his strength was only Mahayana cultivation base! This level of cultivation is really going to be placed in any corner of the Great Chu Empire, I am afraid it is not enough to stir up any waves, at best, he is just flickering in this piece of water.
He came to sit down on the grand master's chair opposite Feng Jiu, and said:
"What did you come to see me suddenly for?"
"Naturally it's business. You have been in this Autumn Wind Valley recently, and the movement is not small."
Feng Jiu's words narrowed Ling Fei's eyes and made Yang Qing's heart beat. The atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly felt strange.
Feng Jiu smiled and waved his little hand, saying:
"Don't be so nervous, it's not a bad thing."
After speaking, she paused.
"It's not a good thing either."
"Don't sell it, I don't like it."
Feng Jiu curled his lips, thinking that Ling Fei was really cold and arrogant.
"Well, I'll tell the truth, Sect Master Wanjian, I'm going to sue the imperial court! Your Majesty was originally angry, but was suppressed by the princess!"
"Your Majesty finally decided to let you represent the Autumn Wind Valley to participate in the battle for the ranking of the sect in the Great Chu Empire! This is your chance. If you win, you will get the supreme glory, and your sect will also change its rank! Your Majesty Having said that, I will seal you personally!"
"Hiss~!"
Yang Qing, who was sitting above, couldn't help but flash green eyes.
What a glorious thing to change the sect level! ?
You know, the level of a sect directly determines the future and development of this sect!
In an empire, all the sects must obey the empire's orders, but the empire cannot control so many sects at the same time, so there is a gradual division.
For example, in the jurisdiction of Wan Jianzong, there are several small sects such as Qiufeng Valley and Caixiamen.
Although protected by the empire, the bigger the sect, the more taxes they have to pay. But, in the same way, its power is also greater.
First of all, its territorial scope has increased many times. It can absorb fresh blood in a wider area and have more geniuses. Secondly, it can control the sects underneath, collect spiritual stones from them, and really calculate it without paying the tax by itself.
It can be said that upgrading the sect level is a lot of benefits. Also a suzerain, a lifelong dream!
However, Ling Fei hadn't dazzled his head yet. He knew that there were gains and losses, and it was impossible for the Emperor to give him such a great benefit just because of a misty smoke.
"What if it fails?"
Ling Fei's words caused a playful smile on Feng Jiu's mouth.
"Young Master Ling has no confidence in himself? He hasn't started yet, so he has begun to worry about losing?"
Ling Fei's face was cold, and he couldn't see his mood at the moment.
"I am not a god, and I am not so arrogant. Moreover, even if I am strong and can be the first, I am afraid that there will be many people behind me. The design framed me? Even if I lose, it is possible. Yes. Come on, if I lose, what kind of punishment will I be punished?"
"Ling Chi is put to death!"