Li Huangjiang’s national teacher, Tianan Wang, Regent, White and others gathered to discuss the matter, while the rest were preparing to gradually disperse.
Li Yao walked towards Yan Yuan and Ye Futian, and then smiled and said, "Jianqi, if you agreed just now, you will call me brother in the future."
"Don't blame your highness." Ye Futian said.
Li Yao shook his head: "Since you are affectionate for the teacher's daughter, naturally you will not be blamed, and that girl Li Xiao is stubborn, if you really nod your head, I am afraid that something will happen too."
Jian Qi's personality is so arrogant, that day and Li Xiao met for the first time, and they were arrogant. It really made Li Xiao marry Jian Qi. This... It seemed terrible to think about it, and I was afraid that the couple could fight.
Ye Futian didn't say much, Yan Yuan opened his mouth next to him: "Your Majesty, it should take a while for your Majesty to stay with Master for discussion, so we will retreat first."
"I'll send it off to Senior Brother." Li Yao said.
"His Royal Highness stay." Yan Yuan said politely, and then a few people turned and left.
Li Yao looked at Ye Futian's back, and a thought came into his heart, the battle of the air world in the past, Ye Futian in Xiahuangjie is also the best, no one in the air battlefield can fight with one.
Nowadays, he is also away from the emperor realm, and there is also such an outstanding figure as Jianqi. If the two appear on the battlefield, who can win
The news he got recently was news about Ye Futian.
If Li Yao knew that he was comparing the two people, they were actually the same person, and I don't know what kind of mood he would feel.
Of course, two completely different people, Ye Futian is good at halberds and Jianqi is good at swords. He has been in close contact with Ye Futian several times. The auras of the two are completely different. As a person, you don't even think about that.
Who would inexplicably imagine two completely different people into one person
After Ye Futian and others left the palace, it is said that Li Xiao was furious in the palace, threatening to kill Jian Qi, dare to be so humiliated to her, and the father himself offered the marriage and openly refused, do you think she is not worthy? She heard that the daughter of the national teacher was seriously ill, unable to see her eyes, and often needed to sleep.
Does the heart belong? Does this mean that she is not as good as a half-dead person? This is not what humiliation is.
Of course, she was the daughter of a national teacher after all, but she couldn't say this in her heart. No one dared to mention it at the time of the meeting, just understand it in her heart.
The people in the princess's mansion trembled, but the people in the palace just regarded it as a riot, and the rioting was over. If Jian Qizhen agreed to marry her, she was afraid that it would be the same because of her character.
For this, it didn't even reach Ye Futian's ears, so he naturally wouldn't care what Li Xiao thought.
……
In Xia Huangjie, the Black Wind Sculpture was brutally abused in the imperial palace.
And on the back mountain where the thatched cottage was located, Saint Dao stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, dressed in black, flying in the wind.
Behind him, a figure came up and shouted: "What is the big brother thinking?"
This person who came was Gu Dongliu, the third disciple of thatched cottage.
"Nineteen years." The Sword Saint said, as if a little inexplicable.
However, Gu Dongliu understood. He walked to Dao Sheng and nodded and said, "Nineteen years."
In the ten-four years of the Shenzhou calendar, the princess Donghuang, who was outstanding and graceful, came to Shushan in the Eastern Desolation and took away Mr. Du thatched cottage.
Today is 1023 years in the Chinese calendar, a full 19 years.
Others may not understand the meaning of Dao Sheng, but how could Gu Dongliu not understand.
In the past nineteen years, too many things have happened. They have stood at a height that they once dared not imagine, and have gone through countless hardships, and even wandered on the edge of life and death several times before they have come to today.
But even so, it still feels like there is a long way to go.
Sword Saint raised his head and looked above the sky, and said, "Dongliu, how high do you think this day is?"
The lower realm looked up at the sky, and the upper realm looked up at the sky.
How high is the sky.
"Wuji." Gu Dong Liudao.
"How high can we go?" Dao Sheng asked again.
"The heart is boundless." Gu Dongliu said again.
The saint of sword smiled and nodded when he heard Gu Dongliu's words, the sky is boundless, the heart is boundless, and the Tao is boundless.
Someone once said that he was unusually talented and extraordinary, able to witness history.
He doesn't care whether he can witness history, he cares when he can meet the teacher and fulfill his wish with the teacher.
However, all this seems too far away, the more you think about it, the more distant it feels.
"Dongliu, I am going to be a holy." Dao Sheng said.
Gu Dongliu was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Big Brother, have you already broken through that level
Since the senior brother said he wants to be holy, he naturally wants to be holy, he has no doubt, even at this moment, he is still not holy.
Dao Sheng smiled, he stretched out his hand, the magic power suddenly turned into a magic knife, the magic power in the surrounding world rolled, gathered in the body, and roared in the world.
"Even if it's Promise, I want to chase it." The saint of sword took a step, holding the magic knife into the sky, and the more powerful magic power rolled and roared. Mang, the whole villa is enveloped by a layer of coercion.
In the villa, many people looked up at the sky, Yaya, Li Sheng, and the village chief, all of them looked at the sword saint in the void, only to see the other party swaying up, seeming to want to see how high the sky is.
"Big Brother." Zhuge Mingyue, Luo Fan, Yi Xiaoshi, Beitang Xing'er also saw the figure of Dao Sheng, and looked towards the sky.
I saw the saint sword all the way up, getting higher and higher, but the magic power is getting stronger and stronger.
Above the higher firmament, the wind and clouds changed color, and there was catastrophe light shining, like the end of the day.
This day has changed.
"Tribulation." The people in the villa shook their hearts, causing waves.
"Big Brother, it's time to survive the Tribulation of the Holy Path."
Zhuge Mingyue stretched out her slender hand, brushing the long hair on her forehead, and her eyes looking into the void were exceptionally clear and bright.
Saint.
Caotang disciples, there will be figures in the Holy Land.
From now on, the big brother will be the true saint of swordsman.
If the teacher could see this day, he would be very happy.
In addition to the elder brother, Dongliu and the younger brother are also at the peak of the sage, and sooner or later they will take that step, especially the younger brother, his cultivation level has caught up with everyone, maybe, he can really achieve What the teacher expects of him.
"Sister, today is really a good day." Bei Tang Xing'er walked behind Zhuge Mingyue and smiled.
On the first day of the opening year of 1023 in the Shenzhou calendar, the elder brother entered the holy.
It is a pity that the younger brother is not there, otherwise he will definitely be happy for the older brother.
Above the firmament, black clouds pressed against the sky, like a demonic calamity. Due to different practices, everyone's calamity is different.
The robbery of the saint of swords is far stronger than the robbery of the original fighting.
That coercion seems to be able to crush the saint of swords.
But the Caotang disciples did not doubt whether the Dao Sage could survive this disaster. When he was practicing in the Caotang, the teacher said that the talent of the senior brother is mediocre among many seniors, but every step is extremely stable.
Since he has survived the Tribulation of the Holy Path, he must have completed all the conditions.
This will happen naturally, even though the catastrophe of the holy path may cause some trouble for the senior brother, but they believe that nothing will happen.
Above the sky, Saint Sabre's body is still going up, as if to take the initiative to rush into the catastrophe of the great road, the knife in his hand remains the same, and the infinite calamity light gleams down.
Accompanied by a terrible thunder sound, the robbery fell.
At the same time, the sword saint raised his arm and the sword cut out, splitting the tribulation of the avenue, as if a knife opened the sky, cutting away the sky.
This scene severely impacted everyone's hearts.
Afterwards, Jie gathered again, the Sword Sage lowered his palm, the sword dissipated, and the light of Jie descended, rushing towards his body, washing his body.
Although the tribulation of the avenue is dangerous, it is a must to enter the holy, and only after the baptism of the avenue is the complete holy.
That knife was not to destroy the robbery, but the indomitable heart of the saint of swordsman.
Even though Tian Wuji and Dao Wuji, he would go up and take a look.
Under the endless catastrophic light, the saint saint stood up in the sky, like a god, even many people in the distance of the villa raised their heads and looked in that direction, shaking their hearts.
……
In the evening, leaving the Imperial Palace, Ye Futian received news from Xiao Diao that his elder brother had become a holy man. He opened his eyes as he was practicing, revealing a bright smile.
He stood up and looked into the sky.
The disciples of the cottage, finally someone set foot on the holy way.
Unfortunately, he is not in the villa and cannot personally witness this historic moment.
The elder brother becomes holy, and he will do it in the future, as will the third elder brother.
They will all go higher.
"What's so happy?" A soft voice came. Ye Futian turned around and saw Feixue. She faced him in the direction and said: "You can feel your excitement from a long distance."
"Naturally it is a happy thing." Ye Futian said with a smile.
"Really, I heard that at the meeting today, your majesty wants to betroth the princess to you. If this is the case, you don't have to refuse." Feixue smiled lightly: "And, when did you like me?"
"Um..." Ye Futian looked embarrassed.
Feixue smiled indifferently. She was able to perceive her emotions and naturally knew that Ye Futian had not thought of liking her.
Otherwise, there is no way to hide from her when facing her.
"Why did you refuse to marry your majesty so simply? Could it be that you really have a beloved one?" Feixue asked with a smile, she suddenly wanted to find out what Xia Ye Futian thought, it must be very interesting.
Ye Futian heard Feixue's question, but his heart felt like a needle pierced. Even though several years have passed, every time he thinks about it, he still feels painful.
Philip's smile disappeared, she suddenly disgusted her own bad taste, lowered her head slightly, and whispered: "I'm sorry."
She knew that she asked something that shouldn't be asked.
"It has nothing to do with you." Ye Futian smiled and said, he naturally understood that Feixue didn't mean it.
"Then you should think about what was happy just now, I'll leave first." Feixue whispered, then turned and walked away, as if worried that he would affect Ye Futian's mood here.
Ye Futian saw her back with a wry smile and shook his head. Now that she mentioned it, how could she put it down in a moment.
However, the news of Senior Brother's sanctification still makes people happy from the heart!