The location of the new Pure Land is not difficult to find.

The four barriers transformed by the four sword intents of punishment, killing, absoluteness, and trapping reach the heavenly dome, and when you look at it from a distance, it is like a four-colored heavenly pillar.

Fan Li divided three armies of soldiers and horses, each with 10,000 people, to escort the women of Wei, Han and Wu back to their respective countries.

He also ordered Fan Chun to lead 20,000 people to escort the Chu woman back to China.

He led the remaining 150,000 garrisons and marched towards the new Pure Land.

The army marched for half a day and had reached the periphery of the Pure Land.

"Your Majesty!"

"The minister is here!"

Fan Li shouted at the sword curtain, but no one responded.

"Cold Moon, it's me, I'm coming!"

He shouted again, but still no one responded.

Fan Li was a little anxious.

Could it be that something happened in the Pure Land?

That's right!

The Daci Dynasty has just been destroyed, and those who live in seclusion in the new Pure Land are not only Hanyue and Xiang Ning, but also the female sword cultivators of the former Pure Land.

Could it be that the demise of great mercy caused them to die and the foxes to die, and suddenly turned against each other again?

Fan was anxious.

He hated to forcibly tear open the sword curtain, but with his own cultivation, how could he do it?

Tried to use the Dusty Edge Necklace again, but the video call went unanswered.

"Something really happened!?"

Fan Li was remorseful.

At this time, if Hu Zongxian was still by his side, with his Mahayana realm cultivation, maybe he could take himself through the sword curtain?

Fortunately.

Fan Li was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but it didn't last long after all.

The sword curtain that stretched to the top of the sky suddenly disappeared from heaven and earth, as if it had never existed!

The land of a hundred miles of the new pure land, after ten years, has reappeared in the world.

Later, the scene that came into his eyes was unforgettable for Fan Li.

A hundred women in green shirts are holding spirit swords, but the swords are not out of their sheaths.

They were arranged in two rows, like stars and moons, guarding an emperor wearing a golden dragon robe and a crown on his head, with a majestic posture but a blushing face.

It's Xiang Ning!

Fan Li hadn't seen her dressed like this for a long time, and she was in a trance for a while.

This otherworldly 'Son of Heaven Honor Guard' traveled to Fan Ten zhang away from the front, and finally stopped.

is the first female sword cultivator, with a calm momentum, restrained eyes, and her gestures seem to be in harmony with the way of heaven.

With Fan Li's knowledge today, he could see at a glance that the other party was a powerful female sword cultivator in the Dao realm.

"Sanskrit Pure Land, send His Majesty the Great Chu Emperor back to the court."

The female sword cultivator of the Merge Dao Realm was the first to speak, and the other ninety-nine female sword cultivators immediately echoed.

"Congratulations to Emperor Chu for returning to the court!"

"I wish His Majesty Emperor Chu a prosperous country and a smooth immortal journey!"

Fan Li was shocked.

He clearly saw that when the girls said this, Xiang Ning's eyes were full of tears.

Ten years of getting along day and night, and they have formed a deep friendship with each other?

But what shocked Fan Li even more was that to this day, a hundred female sword cultivators still regard themselves as the Pure Land of Sanskrit.

They are the true defenders, the last adherents of the idea that Fan Li cannot evaluate right and wrong.

Just this unwavering perseverance is already worthy of Fan Li's respect.

He said aloud: "Great Chu Jin Gong Fan Li, thank you for the care of His Majesty the Emperor in the past ten years."

As soon as these words came out, a trace of warmth also appeared in the resolute eyes of the female sword cultivators.

The female sword cultivator who was the leader smiled and nodded at Fan Li.

She turned around and saluted Xiang Ning with a sword cultivation.

"Your Majesty."

"For eternity, the Pure Land Monk is your eternal friend."

"I wish Your Majesty a smooth journey."

Tears continued to slide down Xiang Ning's cheeks like pearls.

But she bravely held her head high, regardless of the hundreds of thousands of garrisons

Seeing that he was in tears, he walked towards Fan Li alone.

Every time Xiang Ning took a step, his footsteps sounded like his own heartbeat.

She's nervous!

Loss!

Overwhelmed!

But only the man in front of her made her believe that she could continue to move forward!

When the two were less than ten meters apart, Fan Li suddenly turned over and dismounted.

"Minister, Fan Li, welcome Your Majesty back to court!"

This is the first time that Fan Li knelt down to greet Xiang Ning with a courtier.

But at the same time, he also muttered in his heart: only this once, not the next one. The state has national laws, and the family also has family rules.

Behind Fan Li, 150,000 soldiers of the garrison knelt down at the same time, and the scene was spectacular!

"Welcome back to Your Majesty!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Seeing this, Xiang Ning's eyes turned even redder.

But her thoughts were confused for a moment, and she said, "Phase...... Ahem!"

Fan Li raised his head in confusion, and said in his heart, why did he cough?

saw Xiang Ning's face blushing, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes and bulging eyes staring at him, and he actually looked angry.

"Stinky Fan Li! Bad Fan Li! Bastard Fan Li!"

"I almost called him 'Father' again!"

"I hate it, I'm actually getting used to it?"

"The ancestor of the overlord is above, Ning'er swears that he will never call this bad guy 'father' again in this life, he is really ashamed!"

Xiang Ning was emotionally building up in his heart for a while, and finally regained his calm.

She spoke slowly, her voice sweet and a little majestic.

"Duke Jin has worked this trip, and I am very relieved, so let's be even."

"Obey, Minister!"

Fan Li got up, walked to Xiang Ning's side and stood still.

As soon as he beckoned, a soldier immediately pushed out a dragon chariot that had been prepared for a long time.

There is also a complete set of honor guards for the Son of Heaven, all of which were prepared by Fan Li for Xiang Ning.

"He's so good to me......"

Xiang Ning was so moved that she was about to cry again.

Fan Li looked left and right for a while, lowered his voice and asked in Xiang Ning's ear, "Your Majesty, where is the cold moon?"

Xiang Ning is by no means a small-bellied chicken intestine, not to mention that she has long regarded Hanyue as a close friend in her boudoir.

But the scenery is really bad!

"Why pronounce another woman's name when people are most moved?"

"Ahhhhh

"Fan Li is always so annoying!"

Xiang Ning hated the root of his teeth, and barely squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"Your sweetheart went to Bai Rong."

Fan Li was dumbfounded, but he couldn't deny it.

Han Yue is indeed her sweetheart, or she carved it into her heart.

……

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A tomb is nothing more than a mound of clothes.

Green shirts, white hair, and swords like frost and snow.

Hanyue's figure is lonely, like a lonely soul, more lonely than a grave.

Three kneels and nine knocks.

The great gift of sacrificing the souls of the dead is also a farewell.

"I should have brought back Bai Rong's head and offered it to you as a sacrifice."

"But after all, I dislike her, I'm afraid of polluting your place, so it's better to forget it."

"I left this [Moon-Chaser Sword] behind, and it will accompany you in my place in the future."

"There is some chaos in this world, I'm afraid he won't be able to deal with it, and I have to help him after all, so I can only say goodbye to you first."

"Rest in peace, sisters."

Holding the moon-chasing sword with both hands, he placed it lightly in front of the tombstone.

The whole body of the heaven-level spirit sword was as cold as frost and snow, and only at the tip of the sword, there was a color that had just been stained with a red color.

Turning around, I went down the mountain, and I saw two familiar figures.

A man, that's what she thought about for a long time.

A woman, wearing a slightly loose dragon robe, squinted her eyes from time to time to glare at the man next to her, and showed her sincerity to herself

Kind smile.

Fan Li saw Han Yue's white hair, and finally understood why she had been hiding all these years.

He didn't care about that much, he strode forward directly, and grabbed the slender jade hand that was enough to kill himself in an instant and was the strongest sword cultivator in the world.

"Let's go!"

"Come home with me!"