Emperor Li summoned the Imperial Advisor, King Tianzhao, Prince Regent, King Bai and others to discuss matters, while the rest prepared to disperse gradually.
Li Yao walked towards Yan Yuan and Ye Futian, then smiled and said: "Jian Qi, if you agreed just now, you will call me brother from now on."
"Your Highness, don't be surprised." Ye Futian said.
Li Yao shook his head: "Since you have feelings for the teacher's daughter, I won't blame you. Besides, that girl Li Xiao is naughty. If you really nod, I'm afraid something will happen."
Jian Qi's character is so arrogant. When he and Li Xiao met for the first time that day, they were at loggerheads. He really asked Li Xiao to marry Jian Qi. This... It seems quite scary when I think about it, fearing that the couple could fight.
Ye Futian didn't say anything more. Yan Yuan said from the side: "Your Highness, it will take some time for Your Majesty to leave Master to discuss matters, so we will leave first."
"I'll see my senior brother off," Li Yao said.
"Your Highness, stay." Yan Yuan said politely, and then the others turned and left.
Li Yao looked at Ye Futian's back, and an idea came to his mind. In the past battle in the Sky Realm, Ye Futian in the Xiahuang Realm was also unparalleled in splendor, and no one could compete with him in the Battle of the Sky Realm.
Now, in his Lihuang Realm, there is also such a magnificent figure as Jian Qi. If two people appear on the battlefield, who can win
The latest news he got was about Ye Futian.
If Li Yao knew that the two people he compared were actually the same person, he didn't know how he would feel.
Of course, they are two completely different people. Ye Futian is good at halberds, and Jian Qi is good at swords. He has had close contact with Ye Futian several times, and their auras are completely different. No matter how smart Li Yao is, he will not compare the two. As a human being, one would not even think about that aspect.
Who would inexplicably imagine two completely different people in one person
After Ye Futian and others left the palace, it was said that Li Xiao was furious in the palace and threatened to kill Jian Qi. He dared to humiliate her like this. His father personally proposed a marriage but openly refused. Did he think she was not worthy? She heard that the daughter of the national preceptor was seriously ill, could not see, and often needed to fall asleep.
Does your heart belong? Does this mean she is worse than a half-dead person? This is not what humiliation is.
Of course, she is the daughter of the Imperial Master after all. She knows this but cannot say it. No one dares to mention it during the court meeting. Just understand it in your heart.
The people in the princess's house were trembling with fear, but the people in the palace just regarded it as a fun, and Li Xiao's troubles were over. If Jian Qi really agreed to marry her, given her character, she would probably make trouble as well.
This has not even reached Ye Futian's ears, so he naturally doesn't care what Li Xiao thinks.
… …
In the Emperor Xia Realm, the Black Wind Eagle was brutally tortured in the palace.
On the mountain behind the villa where the thatched cottage is located, the Sword Saint stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, his black clothes flying in the wind.
Behind him, a figure came up and shouted: "What is Senior Brother thinking?"
The person who arrived was none other than Gu Dongliu, the third disciple of the Cottage.
"Nineteen years." The Sword Saint said, seeming a little confused.
However, Gu Dongliu understood. He walked to the Sword Saint, nodded and said, "Nineteen years."
In the 1044th year of the Chinese Calendar, the unparalleled and magnificent Princess Donghuang came to Shushan in the Eastern Wasteland and took away Mr. Du from the Cottage.
Today is the 1023rd year of the Chinese calendar, a full 19th year.
Others may not understand what the Sword Saint said, but how could Gu Dongliu not understand.
In the past nineteen years, too many things have happened. They have reached heights that they could not imagine before. They have also experienced countless hardships and even wandered on the edge of life and death several times before they reached where they are today.
But even so, it still feels like there is a long way to go.
The Sword Saint raised his head to look at the sky and said, "Dongliu, how high do you think the sky is today?"
The lower world looks up to the sky, and the upper world looks up to still see the sky.
How high is the sky
"Wuji." Gu Dongliu said.
"How high can we go?" Sword Saint asked again.
"The heart is also infinite." Gu Dongliu said again.
The Sword Saint smiled and nodded when he heard Gu Dongliu's words. The sky is infinite, the heart is infinite, and the Tao is infinite.
Someone once said that he had an extraordinary talent, an extraordinary state of mind, and was able to witness history.
He doesn't care whether he can witness history. What he cares about is when he can see the teacher and fulfill his wish with the teacher.
However, all this seems too far away. The more I think about it, the more out of reach I feel.
"Dongliu, I want to become a saint." Sword Saint said.
Gu Dongliu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Senior brother, have you already broken through that level
Since the eldest brother said he wanted to become a saint, it was natural that he wanted to become a saint. He had no doubt that even at this moment, he was still not a saint.
The Sword Saint smiled, stretched out his hand, and suddenly the demonic power was overwhelming, turning into a demonic sword. The demonic power in the surrounding heaven and earth rolled around, gathered around him, and roared in the heaven and earth.
"Even if it's Wuji, I still want to chase it." The Sword Saint took a step forward, holding the magic sword and soaring into the sky. The more powerful magic power rolled and roared, blending into the sword, and the magic sword spit out extremely terrifying swords. Mang, the entire villa was shrouded in a layer of coercion.
In the villa, many people looked up at the sky. Yaya, Li Sheng, and the village chief all looked at the Sword Saint in the sky. They saw the other person soaring up, as if they wanted to see how high the sky was.
"Elder brother." Zhuge Mingyue, Luo Fan, Yi Xiaoshi, and Beitang Xing'er also saw the figure of the Sword Saint and looked towards the sky.
I saw the Sword Saint going up all the way, getting higher and higher, but the demonic power was also getting stronger and stronger.
Higher up in the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and a calamity light shone like the end of the world.
This world has changed.
"Jie." The people in the villa were shaken in their hearts, and there were waves.
"Elder brother, we are about to survive the tribulation of the Holy Path."
Zhuge Mingyue stretched out her slender hand and brushed the long hair from her forehead. Her eyes looking into the void were exceptionally clear and bright.
Holy.
Among the disciples of the Thatched Cottage, a saintly figure will appear.
From now on, the eldest brother will be the Sword Saint in the true sense.
If the teacher could see this day, he would definitely be very happy.
In addition to the senior brother, Dongliu and the junior brother are also at the peak of the sage. Sooner or later they will take that step, especially the junior brother. His cultivation has caught up with everyone. Maybe, he can really achieve it. The teacher's expectations for him.
"Senior sister, today is such a good day." Beitang Xing'er walked up behind Zhuge Mingyue and said with a smile.
On the first day of the year 1023 in the Chinese calendar, the senior brother became a saint.
It's a pity that the junior brother is not here, otherwise he would definitely be happy for the senior brother.
Above the sky, black clouds are pressing down on the sky, like a demonic calamity. Due to different practices, everyone's calamity is different.
The calamity of the Sword Saint was far stronger than the calamity of the original battle.
That coercion seemed to be able to crush the Sword Saint.
But none of the disciples in the Thatched Cottage doubted whether the Sword Saint could survive this calamity. When he was practicing in the Thatched Cottage, the teacher said that the senior brother's talent was mediocre among the many brothers, but every step he took was extremely smooth.
Since he has overcome the tribulation of the Holy Path, he must have fulfilled all the conditions.
This will happen naturally. Even though the catastrophe of the Holy Path may cause some trouble to the senior brother, they believe that nothing will happen.
Above the sky, the body of the Sword Saint is still rising, as if he is about to take the initiative to rush into the great tribulation. The sword in his hand is still shining, and the infinite tribulation light is shining down.
Along with a terrible thunder sound, the robbery fell.
At the same time, the Sword Saint raised his arm and slashed out the sword, splitting the tribulation of the avenue, as if cutting open the sky with one sword, cutting open the sky.
This scene severely impacted everyone's hearts.
Then, the tribulations gathered together again, the Sword Saint lowered his palms, the swords dissipated, and the tribulation light descended, rushing towards his body and refining his body.
Although the calamity of the Great Dao is dangerous, it is necessary to become a saint. Only by passing through the baptism of the Great Dao can one be a complete saint.
That sword was not meant to destroy the calamity, it was just the sword sage's indomitable will to move forward.
Even if the sky is infinite and the Tao is infinite, he still wants to go up and have a look.
Under the endless calamity light, the Sword Saint stood in the sky, like a god. Even many people in the distance of the villa raised their heads and looked in that direction, their hearts shaking.
… …
In the evening, leaving the Royal Realm National Master's Mansion, Ye Futian received the news from Xiao Diao that his senior brother had become a saint. He opened his eyes while practicing and showed a bright smile.
He stood up and looked toward the sky.
Among the disciples of the Thatched Cottage, someone finally set foot on the holy path.
Unfortunately, he was not in the villa and could not witness this historic moment in person.
If the eldest brother becomes a saint, he will do the same in the future, and the same will happen to the third senior brother.
They will all go higher.
"What makes you so happy?" A soft voice came. Ye Futian turned around and saw Fei Xue. She faced his direction and said, "I can feel your excitement from a distance."
"Of course it's a happy thing." Ye Futian said with a smile.
"Really? I heard that at today's court meeting, His Majesty wants to betroth the princess to you. If this is the case, there is no need to refuse." Feixue chuckled and said, "Besides, when did you fall in love with me?"
"Uh..." Ye Futian looked embarrassed.
Fei Xue smiled nonchalantly. She could sense emotions and naturally knew that Ye Futian had never had any thoughts of liking her.
Otherwise, there would be no way to hide it from her when facing her.
"Why did you refuse the marriage so simply? Could it be that you really have someone you love?" Fei Xue asked with a smile. She suddenly wanted to find out what Ye Futian was thinking. It would definitely be interesting.
When Ye Futian heard Fei Xue's question, his heart felt like needles pricking him, and there was a slight pain. Even though several years had passed, he still felt heartache every time he thought about it.
Feixue's smile disappeared, and she suddenly felt disgusted with her own bad taste. She lowered her head slightly and said softly: "I'm sorry."
She knew she had asked something she shouldn't have asked.
"It has nothing to do with you." Ye Futian said with a smile, and he naturally understood that Feixue didn't mean it.
"Then you should think about what you were happy about just now. I'll leave first." Fei Xue said softly, then turned and walked away, as if she was worried that being here would affect Ye Futian's mood.
Seeing her back, Ye Futian smiled bitterly and shook his head. Now that he had brought it up, there was no way he could put it down in an instant.
However, the news that the senior brother has become a saint still makes people happy from the bottom of their hearts!
(End of chapter)