"There are hundreds of other small countries in the Xuanzi Continent, but these small countries have to make offerings to the Qingyun Kingdom every year. ”

Isn't this the Heavenly Empire?

Hearing this, I secretly took a breath, my heart was very shocked, and at the same time, deep in my heart, it was also an indescribable yearning, to be honest, in the past, whenever I saw those plots that crossed over, I would think that it would be good if I could travel to ancient times, but at this moment, I didn't expect that the Xuanzi Sword we participated in, the Xuanzi Continent where it is located, turned out to be ancient times. Hahaha!

Thinking about this, I can't wait.

"Qingyun Country is strong, from the first session to the present, it has held nearly a thousand Xuanzi Sword Discussions, so in this Xuanzi Continent, whether it is Qingyun Country or other small countries, they all advocate being able to be literate and martial, not only focusing on cultivating talents, but also paying more attention to talents with literary talents. At this moment, Cheng Xuan thought of something and spoke again!

Hiss!

Nearly a thousand times? This Xuanzi Sword is held once every three years, and it has existed for three thousand years!

Suddenly, when I heard this, I couldn't help but gasp. The heart is also extremely shaken.

At this time, before I could continue to ask anything, I heard a burst of noise on both sides of the carriage, and suddenly, I couldn't help but be curious, so I looked out through the window of the carriage.

, so prosperous?

At this moment, I saw that our carriage, and the carriages of other sects, formed a spectacular carriage of horses, and at this time entered an extremely prosperous and noisy city, and this city is not the modern science and technology metropolis I saw before, but the ancient kind of downtown area, wide streets, paved with marble, dozens of meters wide, on both sides of this street, there are countless shops and pavilions, these shop pavilions, more than ten floors high, everywhere are full of lights, antique, in an instant, I will be brought into an ancient prosperous picture scroll。

In spite of the browsing, I was a little daunted, especially when I saw that both sides of the street were full of people, almost trembling heads, and everyone was dressed in ancient costumes, and these people, each of them were cheering vigorously at our wagon, and seemed to be more excited than we were.

"Soon, we are about to enter the capital of Qingyun Country, and the people here, every time they come to Xuanzi Sword, they will spontaneously hold a grand welcome ceremony to welcome the sect contestants from various continents. At this moment, seeing that I looked excited, Cheng Xuan spoke again and said slowly.

I nodded, and then I saw that the noisy people were standing on both sides of the street, and no one dared to break into the middle of the street for half a step. And in front of these people, there were some soldiers lined up, armed with spears, handsome and mighty, and neat procession, stretching to the end of the street.

After a full ten minutes, we crossed the street, and at this time, we also arrived at the foothold, the altar of the capital of Qingyun Kingdom!

The altar is the site of the Xuanzi Sword Field, which was specially built by the Qingyun Kingdom and has existed for thousands of years.

After arriving, I saw the incomparably magnificent giant building, with the words "altar" written on it, and I only felt that the blood in my body was about to boil.

At the entrance of the altar, I saw hundreds of Praetorian Guards, standing there neatly, wearing bright armor, and from a distance, it gave people a solemn atmosphere.

In front of these Praetorian Guards was a burly man, about forty years old, with a calm expression, a pair of bright eyes, and the armor on his body was black. He rode a black panther and held a huge axe in his hand, which was indescribably powerful and domineering.

"This person is the commander of the Praetorian Guard in the capital of Qingyun Kingdom, Xiang Aotian. At this moment, Cheng Xuan whispered to us, the new disciples.

I nodded secretly, thinking: It is rumored that those famous generals in ancient times were all majestic and slaughtered in all directions, and this Xiang Aotian in front of him, as the commander of the Praetorian Guard, this momentum and pomp are not weak!

When I sighed, my gaze was also very