Liang Yunfeng is much more sleek and agile than Wang Shenghai. Although he didn't know at this time that the title of the world's first young master had been rewarded by Emperor Yue, and there was no part of him, he still understood that the will of the young man sitting on the top could never be disobeyed. Since Emperor Yue has agreed to make it easier for him, and may even disregard fairness, then these are the greatest graces to Liang Wenfeng, so all Liang Yunfeng can do at this time is to kneel down and almost cry out of gratitude.

Liang Yunfeng is in the most expansive moment of his life, at this time he is the most proud, a heart in the sky will never be infinite self-confidence, he doesn't believe that he will lose to anyone, even if it is the legendary silver boy, he can easily fall under the blade, so the so-called "help" that Emperor Yue promised to reward him is already regarded as benevolence and righteousness for him, and it is a grace that he doesn't dare to think about at all, and therefore, he is truly grateful and thankful.

At this time, Liang Yunfeng was not even willing to directly issue an edict from Emperor Yue to crown him as the first in the world, he was more willing to use his own hands, his own war spirit, and his own ruthlessness to prove all this.

Therefore, when he crawled backwards out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, he did not feel the shallow guilt in the eyes of Emperor Yue.

At this time, Xue Wuxian had already been controlled by the demon's metal, and he didn't realize until now what kind of hidden danger Emperor Yue had left behind for Wang Shenghai.

The only thing Xue Wuxian could think of at this time was Du Chuanchang of the Poison Dragon Sect.

He stood aside in an orderly manner, waited for a long time, and did not see the third person come to meet him, so he frowned.

"Your Majesty, is the sect leader of the Poison Dragon Sect so undisciplined, hasn't he come yet?"

"I didn't invite him, did I?" Emperor Yue seemed to be only now reacting, he seemed to have invited one less person, but his tone was full of perfunctory treatment for the Poison Dragon Sect and Du Chuanchang.

Xue Wuxian understood this perfunctory, but he didn't understand it even more: "What does the emperor mean...... Doesn't he have his share in the White Dragon List this time?"

"What's the matter? A few days ago, the Emperor sent the people of the Lampburo to act as my guards instead of the original masters. The person in the lead is even more solemn, as the emperor, how can I go to the Poison Dragon Sect again? You don't know how disgusted the people of Dengburo are with poisonous dragons!"

"The slave understands that the lamp buro is the foundation of the founding of the state slave, the blood, the core of the transformation, and all kinds of transformations can be completed through blood, so the lamp buro is the final form of Indra, and it is also the final form of the state religion, and the saint supports the lamp bulo in order to balance the founding patriarch Nanno Viper, and prevent him from stealing the divine authority of the monarchy, this aspect used to rely on the Poison Dragon Sect, but now the Poison Dragon Sect has proved to be a piece of mud that cannot support the wall, how can the saint continue to reuse it......"

"But when you mention it, it reminds me. Nadu Chuanchang is ambitious, and he must not be willing to end up in a mediocre name, and he is bound to do everything he can to be a demon. His poisonous skills are among the best among the younger generation, and I am afraid that the two people who are taking a fancy to him will be blamed on his hands. So ......"

"Your Majesty, don't worry! Since the slave has deserved the false name of the world's number one master, he naturally wants to ensure that this time the White Dragon List is foolproof!" Xue Wuxian's chest was slapped, but he didn't know that the enemy he would face was no longer something that could be defined by the word [human].

The sky slowly darkened, and the candlelight of the Heart Cultivation Hall was extinguished, as deep as the conspiracy operating in it, but it was impossible to prevent this conspiracy from facing an even more unpredictable and treacherous future.

[A few days later, Blood Yang City]

Winter has arrived.

Yesterday's heavy snow and low temperatures of minus 37 degrees Celsius were indeed a bit evil for the residents of Blood Yang City, but for the sake of the nuclear blast furnace and the civilization temple, the "cold air" patience has passed, and it has not made the people who enjoy the modern security facilities feel how desperate.

Even in such a terrifying, record-breaking winter, it is still impossible to say that the streets have long been emptied white by heavy snow, and there are still bloated pedestrians shuttling back and forth like bears. The cultivators of the Water Attribute Divine Skill were exceptionally hardy, and the extreme environment of minus thirty-two degrees was the same for them.

In the dead winter, as long as there is food at home, you will not panic in your heart, no matter what you do outside, as long as you have a mouthful of heat, you can restore your magic and body temperature, and you can not think about the rest.

This is the icy Divine Civilization, which is incredibly tenacious.

The largest armed force in Xueyang City, and it can even be called the Civilization Temple of the Garrison of Xueyang City, the headquarters is in the Duhu Mansion, because this is the largest urban vacant land after the defeat of Jianzhou Nu'er, and the ghosts and spirits will not like this kind of place, and the newly built urban facilities are outside the "old wall", which is too far from here, so the Duhu Mansion, which has declined to no one's attention, has merged with the Zhuangzi and even the concubines of the Zhao Dynasty to become the private property of the Civilization Temple.

Zhao Yuguo's concubine must have been sent away a long time ago, and his manor has become a school, a real temple of civilization, a talent for the Blood Yang City and even for the surrounding cities. At this time, in the Zhuangzi near the Metropolitan Protectorate, there were hundreds of shirtless people standing in the big clearing of the ice and snow.

Playing shirtless at minus 32 degrees is nothing, and it's not minus 132 degrees bare.

These middle-aged men are all extraordinary, or they may have been extraordinary, because many of them are disfigured, either with a centipede-like scar on their face, or half of their face burned by venom, but the momentum on their bodies cannot be destroyed by scars and poisonous wounds, and that is truly extraordinary.

The momentum of each of them is like the bright moon in the sky, clean and light, elegant and timeless. Their bodies were condensed with ghost needles, and streams of water called sword streams surrounded their bodies, ready to turn into sharp blades to attack.

Among these hundreds of people, most of them are in the realm of the Dao, and the rest are people from the realm of returning to the void and the Jindan realm, and when these people are gathered, they can completely face the world's magic in the eyes of Emperor Yue and Nano in the future.

This is the foundation of the Temple of Civilization, not the foundation of the Xuantian Pavilion, now, there is no Xuantian Pavilion as a sect, the way of the sword, has long become the mainstream of the Temple of Civilization, the Xuantian Pavilion, the Iron Sword Sect and all the righteous swordsmanship, and even the swordsmanship of the Ascending Sun Sect, are integrated into this temple of civilization, and have become a move that needs to be learned and can be used casually.

For the first time, moves and internal skills have been distinguished in this world, and moves have also been refined into an easy-to-learn, easy-to-use, and interconnected system.

The people here, most of them, think that this is the real, nameless Divine Sword Gate.

Therefore, they don't feel cold at all outdoors when it is still snowing, because each of them has a hot heart.

All of them were facing east, and there stood a man.

A terrifying figure who is considered the third strongest in the world.

He is no longer in the Jindan realm, even after the sky changes, he is not.

His strength is definitely not the same dimension as Sang Tianliang, the current No. 1 master of the Demon Dao, even if Sang Tianliang accepts the transformation of the Chosen Whip.

He was wearing a white robe of pure brocade at this time, and he looked like a particularly young Gandalf, and he stood in front of these "disciples" like a mountain.

"From today onwards, we will no longer teach the Sword Mang's Heart Sutra to our disciples. His voice was flat and sounded emotionless, but those who knew him well could hear the emotion in that calm voice.

That emotion was full of grandeur and fierceness, full of high morale, but the literal meaning of the words he said symbolized the withering of a righteous sect.

"Sword Mang's Heart Sutra" is the root of the Divine Sword Gate, and it is also the root of the Xuantian Pavilion that was born from the Divine Sword Gate.

"Sword Mang Heart Sutra" The correct solution of the world's sword path, today's Shenjian Gate, because no one understands the right path, no one can learn, and it is also considered to be the end of this divine skill inheritance, and the Xuantian Pavilion, which can inherit this divine skill, will also give up this inheritance at this time?

Not really.

"At the beginning of today's morning class, all the disciples, no matter who they are, will practice our peerless 'Guanlan'. After the white-robed man finished speaking, a sword intent welled up from his body.

It wasn't a sword flow, it was just a sword intent, but the sword intent itself was as terrifying as a sword flow, and the hundreds of people standing in front of him immediately scattered to both sides, making way for him, and hundreds of saint-level masters who were on the way up couldn't even form an army to resist this kind of sword intent.

That sword intent was so clean and decisive that it was as pure as light. There is only one momentum in that sword intent, a kind of pride in the world, just like the name of that person.

The man in the white robe is called Ten Thousand People.

He slowly condensed an ice sword from the palm of his hand, raised it above his head, bowed reverently, and then made a gesture:

"Ladies and gentlemen, before teaching our disciples, let's familiarize ourselves with them. ”

The hundreds of people in front of him suddenly received the order, and the sharp and majestic sword streams condensed into swords in their hands through the palms of their palms.

One after another, the condensed sword intent soared into the sky.

"Sword Mang Heart Sutra" has withdrawn, because in the temple of civilization, there is a stronger peerless study, which can be called the optimized "Sword Mang Heart Sutra", and it can really be regarded as the supreme treasure of the world's swordsmen.

"Guanlan Sword Technique".

In the past, only the previous heads of the Divine Sword Sect and the first elder were qualified to study, and the Righteous Path Sword was the extreme.

Today, it is open to every disciple who dares to take on the responsibility of inheriting the righteous path sword.

This is not only an open attitude, but also a clear indication that in this temple of civilization, there is already an ultimate sword that is more powerful than this "Guanlan Sword Technique".

"Guanlan Sword Technique" has long been recognized by the people of the world as the pinnacle of swords, and the ultimate sword that is stronger than it is afraid that it has long exceeded the imagination of the people of the world.

Even, even within the Civilization Temple, there is no name for this inheritance, saying that there are Heavenly Sword Masters and Holy Sword Scholars, and even the Ten Thousand People themselves don't know what it should be called, only saying that it is "a sword that cannot be used lightly." ”

Ordinary Dao Great Demon, he doesn't even have the qualifications to see that inheritance.

Since then, the Temple of Civilization has officially taken over the righteous banner of the Divine Sword Gate and officially become the ultimate holy place for all swordsmen in the world. Although it is said that in these years, there are many demon swordsmen, but in fact, if the sword is not right, if the body is upright, the heart is right, and the behavior is right, it will never be able to get ahead, a powerful swordsman like Xue Wuxian is almost the most proficient in using a sword among the demon people, but he still can't avoid the doom of the realm decline when he holds the hilt of the sword.

For the people of the Demon Dao, the boxer is far better than the swordsman.

From now on, the swordsmen of the world finally have a clear direction of development, and finally have a real hope, and the supreme science of the sword is finally passed down. It's a pity that it was not inherited by the extremely famous Xue Wuxian and his disciples, but by a group of outcasts, rebellious, and scum of the Divine Sword Sect, and was inherited by a group of "poor loose cultivators" who were expelled from the door wall, and carried it forward, to achieve an astonishing height that the ancestors of the Divine Sword Sect had never imagined.

"Everyone in the door learns "Guanlan" and regards "Sword Mang" as a cover. It was Xue Wuxian's master's long-cherished wish before his death, Xue Wuxian didn't do it, and the Divine Sword Alliance in his hand would never be able to do it, but the ten thousand people who were regarded as bad disciples by the master did it.

In order to prevent people with improper mental skills from getting "Guanlan", so as to make it an uncontrollable disaster, the ancestors of the Divine Sword Alliance had to seal "Guanlan" and only circulate it among the masters, but now, Wan Jianxin and Yinchen have created a "Style" that is far more powerful than "Guanlan", and they practice "Guanlan" After all, it has been checked and balanced, and it is time for the world's righteous swordsmanship to take an epoch-making step forward.

It was an ordinary, no ordinary morning, and apart from the thin snowflakes, it was no different from this time last year, but it was also an epoch-making moment, because from this moment on, the right path took off again.

Ten thousand swordsmen, who are qualified to teach their disciples, carefully practiced "Guanlan", which is almost the ultimate swordsmanship in the world, three times, to ensure that every movement, every essence, and every subtle place that needs attention to every person did not make any mistakes, and then left satisfied.

When he arrived at his room, he quickly gathered his few bags, took a deep breath, and prepared to go to Yingtianfu. Although he knew that there was already a real sect master over there, and the righteous swordsmen would not have anything to lose, but the tens of thousands of people who seemed to have transcended life and death and honor and disgrace still couldn't swallow the breath that they had left with negative anger at the beginning. He can let Xue Wuxian live, because he is sure that he has killed the other party in swordsmanship, and let the other party hide in his shadow forever, in fact, there is no difference with the death penalty, at least for the swordsman, there is no difference, but now he suddenly realizes that there are not only swordsmen in the world, but also lewd monks, fake monks, fake emperors, boxers, Indra, and Western madmen who sell drugs, as a generation of sword masters, he feels that he has the responsibility to correct this hateful, dirty, and wrong world. He doesn't need it, everyone becomes the Virgin Mary and the Father, he just needs to tell the world that man is born into slavery, which in itself is a big joke.