Regardless of the meaning of the heirloom seal, it has attracted countless coveted eyes by its own miraculous effect. However, in all dynasties, the seal has always been the emperor's rebellion and forbiddenness, and anyone who tries to touch or even approach it has only a dead end.

However, the Crown Prince is the only exception. As the Emperor's future heir, the Prince is entitled to access and use the Heirloom Seal in the event of a succession ceremony, as well as in the event that the Emperor is unable to handle the affairs of the court and authorize the Prince. And the succession ceremony of the prince may be the only time when most court officials and the children of the royal family have the opportunity to see this heirloom seal, which symbolizes the supreme power and status of the human race.

Yu Zhongqian's palm, under the gaze of everyone, landed on the heirloom seal placed in the purple yang jade tray. A burst of brilliant light emanated from the heirloom seal, as if on the top floor of the Temple of Chengtian, a small sun appeared. Along with this light scattered in all directions, there was also a storm of spiritual power that was extremely mysterious, indescribable, but could be felt by himself.

When this storm swept over the body, the prince's children and civil and military officials standing on the two platforms below instantly felt that some internal injuries and illnesses in their bodies were disappearing or healing at a very fast speed, and some martial artists who had reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and had not made any progress for a long time even felt that there was an imperceptible crack in the layer of diaphragm that bound them.

Shi Zhiyi didn't have any pain in his body, and his cultivation had just entered the peak of dawn, but he could also feel that the baptism of this storm had benefited him a lot. The position he was standing on was the innermost part of the second platform, and it was the closest to the heirloom seal of all of them except Yu Zhongqian, so his feelings were even more profound.

Although his cultivation has not improved, he clearly feels that the realm he has just broken through has been consolidated and condensed a lot, and the Barbarian King Jue, who has been staying in the state of the first layer of strength and armor due to the recent slowdown in the increase in strength, has also taken a small step towards the subtle realm. Although this step is not big, as long as Shi Zhiyi cultivates seriously next, it is completely natural for him to transform his armor into the subtle realm.

With the depletion of Yu Zhongqian's true yuan, the light emitted by the heirloom seal gradually dimmed, and the storm acting on everyone gradually disappeared into invisibility. This link is the oath of the prince, which symbolizes that the prince is willing to use his own strength to be surrounded by all directions and protect the four seas and nine states. It is said that in the beginning, the witnesses of this link were the soldiers and representatives of the common people, but after tens of thousands of years, all these benefits were only enjoyed by the children of the royal family and those officials who stood at the top of the court.

After this release, the Seal of the Inheritance also needs to accumulate energy again, and if it wants to do it again, it will be at least a year later.

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After the succession ceremony of the crown prince, the center of the conversation in Kyoto has completely shifted to the upcoming Spring Festival. The gambling houses were crowded with people who came to try their luck at the bets, and the profiles of the highly competitive contestants became the most popular information.

Mt. Suikei, located in the northeastern suburbs of Kyoto, has a beautiful scenery and offers a panoramic view of Kyoto, and is the site of the Spring Festival Tournament. Here, hundreds of rings have been newly decorated, just waiting for the moment when the fourth day of the fourth day of April begins.

According to official statistics, the number of applicants for this year's festival is as high as more than 300,000, which even exceeds the total number of people in some small cities, and only a city like Kyoto can accommodate the influx of so many warriors.

More than 300,000 contestants need to go through rounds of lengthy selection in the early stage, which is undoubtedly a comprehensive test of cultivation, will and wealth for martial artists. At this time, one of the privileges of the children of the Eight Great Families is extremely eye-catching, that is, any child of the Eight Great Families does not need to participate in the preliminary selection and elimination rounds, and directly obtains the qualification for the top 1,000 places.

Except for the Shi family in Yunqi City, where only Shi Zhiyi participated, the other seven great families had as few as six or seven people and as many as more than ten people, directly occupying half of the top 1,000 places, while the other 300,000 martial artists needed to work hard for the remaining more than 900 places.

After more than ten days of qualifiers, the top 1,000 contestants were finally decided, that is to say, among the 300,000 warriors, ninety percent of them have been eliminated. However, the truly eye-catching matchup is only now beginning.

After waiting for more than ten days, Shi Zhiyi finally ushered in his first game. Previously, he had been following the matches of other martial artists as a spectator, but with his current vision and strength, there were very few contestants who could attract him.

Standing on the other side of the ring was a black-faced young man with a full beard, and his already dark face revealed a feeling of long-term vicissitudes. If it weren't for the fact that he knew that there was a special Saint Realm powerhouse who would use his divine thoughts to find out the age of each contestant, Shi Zhiyi would almost suspect that the guy opposite was actually forty or fifty years old.

"Mu Tiecheng, twenty-nine years old, from Liangzhou. ”

"Shi Zhiyi, eighteen years old, from Yunqi City. ”

After the two sides exchanged names, the referee gave an order, and the game officially began.

Knowing that the opponent in front of him was just eighteen years old, Mu Tiecheng couldn't help but feel a little contemptible. From the content of Shi Zhiyi's self-reported family, it can be inferred that this white young man should be from the Shi family of Yunqi City, one of the eight great families. Obviously, he was able to stand in this ring not because of how high his cultivation was, but purely because of his status as a child of the Eight Great Families, he directly entered the top 1,000.

Compared with their experienced self, these little guys who have not been stormed by storms, even if they cultivate to a high level, they are just a piece of cake.

Seeing that the young man on the opposite side did not have the slightest intention of making the first move, the thick-backed broadsword in Mu Tiecheng's hand suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, soared into the air, and slashed in the direction of Shi Zhiyi. This move is the most labor-intensive and powerful of his sword techniques, even if it falls on the hard Qinggang rock, it can split the stone with one sword.

The young man on the other side still stood there as if he didn't react, not even taking out his blade.

"This guy, is he distracted?" Mu Tiecheng, who originally planned to just knock Shi Zhiyi out of the ring, was angered by Shi Zhiyi's behavior, and the long knife in his hand suddenly accelerated, like a long rainbow through the sun, rolling up a whirlwind, and went straight to Shi Zhiyi's head.