Xiao Chengyan looked indifferently at the sea of clouds in the distance, his expression calm.

The name Da Sui has been silent for nine hundred years, and except for some ancient sect families, not many people know about the Linghuang now.

Because there is a more glorious dynasty still standing in the most prosperous Middle Continent of the Linghuang Wilderness, there are countless countries of different sizes in the Linghuang Five Continents, but no dynasty can be compared with the Tang Dynasty.

Yuhuan's blue eyes looked at this man who was about to become his Taoist companion, and there was no joy in his eyes, even though this man was one of the top five cultivators in the world.

Three days later, when this person ascends the throne and establishes the country, someone from Datang will definitely appear, and then, just like nine hundred years ago, the Xiao clan will be annihilated in history a long time ago.

"Five surnames and seven families, still like the two ends of the snake and mouse back then." Xiao Chengyan retracted his gaze, turned his head and said lightly.

Now all over the Middle Continent, these families with huge strength in the Tang Dynasty were all former ministers of the Great Sui nine hundred years ago, and after being a vassal to the Tang Dynasty for hundreds of years, they began to want to change the world again.

Yuhuan didn't care about the sarcasm in the man's eyes, lightly opened his lips, and said calmly: "Even if you can compare to the Qingdi Song Nu, but so what, without the five surnames and seven families, you can only hide in this remote town, if it weren't for the emperor's mind not here, you wouldn't even have a place to stay."

After the woman's beautiful face finished speaking, she left slowly, not caring at all about Xiao Chengyan's face that was gradually filled with anger, what if Xiu Wei had already stepped into the transformation realm, he was still a lost dog.

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Three days later, it rained heavily.

Shen Yu walked out of the courtyard with an umbrella, looking at the city step by step, the rain was very rapid, and the raindrops the size of beans fell on the umbrella surface with a crackling sound, and then shattered and turned into a waterline and fell along the umbrella bone.

After walking for a short time, he saw a cold female figure, holding a cyan paper fan in her hand, the smoke and rain were hazy, and the sky was blue and waiting for the smoke and rain, but the woman was waiting for him.

After seeing the somewhat haggard Shen Yu, a smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth and said, "The matter of Hanging Feather City seems to have nothing to do with you, why do you still want to get involved."

Shen Yu shook his head and said seriously, "Since the Tantai family caught the disciples of the Dao Sect, everything has to do with the Dao Sect and me."

Maybe it was because of the heavy rain, the cold woman's sideburns were a little wet, she stretched out her hand to collect it, and then said: "The five surnames of Zhongzhou, three surnames are here today, and four of the seven families are here, that person really wants to ascend the throne in Hanging Feather City and provoke the Tang Dynasty?"

Shen Yu looked at the rainbow light that kept appearing and disappearing in the distance, and said calmly, "If he wants to go further, he must break the obsession in his heart, otherwise, his cultivation will not advance but retreat, and even in the end, the Dao heart will collapse and he will completely become a puppet of heaven and earth."

There are very few cultivators who can step into the Upper Three Realms in the Spiritual Desolation, except for some geniuses who are unique in ten thousand, they are some old men who have lived in seclusion in the Nine Holy Lands for hundreds of years, and even some first-class sects in the Five Continents may only have one Upper Three Realms, such as the first-class Great Sect Guiyun Immortal Sect in Dongzu Prefecture, only Yun Qing stepped into the Upper Three Realms.

And some second-rate sects in Central Continent have not even appeared for decades, if it weren't for the coincidence of the Xianxia Sect, and the old Taoist priest was on the verge of death, I was afraid that the head of the sect would never want to step into this realm for the rest of his life.

The peak of the cultivation realm is the Daomen Immortal Realm, the Confucian Saint Realm, the Buddhism Bodhisattva Realm, and the entire spiritual wilderness is almost a handful, and only the Nine Holy Lands have the power to break a continent and destroy the heavens and the earth.

There are three thousand avenues, and every cultivator who has stepped into that peak realm will establish their own path before stepping into the upper three realms, which can also be said to be a covenant with heaven and earth.

Xiao Chengyan of Hanging Feather City made a vow to restore the country when he broke the realm, and if he was to restore the country in this life, he would inevitably be devoured by heaven and earth, and his cultivation would be regressive.

Some of the disciples of the Nine Holy Lands may have been given the advice of the head or the head of the sect, but most of the cultivation sects have never known such secrets of heaven and earth.

Although Fairy Xi Yao studied under Yaochi, she was not a descendant of the Holy Land like He Pianpian, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, so it was the first time she heard such a hidden thing, and her expression was full of shock.

The woman said in a trembling voice, "If he returns to the country, then..."

Shen Yu said calmly: "Maybe they will step into the fairy realm and go away, no one knows what the end of the cultivation is, Dao Yan Zhenren, Song Nu, and Xiao Chengyan, they are all looking for it."

Between the two of them talking, they had already come to the city lord's mansion above the sky, in the mist, countless dark yellow ribbons floated around the palace at will, and there were many palace maids with outstanding appearances standing around.

Along the road of Jin Yaoshi, there is the most magnificent and tall Hanging Feather Hall, where the voices of people are boiling, and fairy music is singing.

Some of the sect elders and heads who came to watch the ceremony entered the main hall in an orderly manner and sat down under the guidance of the maids.

Shen Yu and Fairy Xi Yao did not report their identities, but just randomly found a corner spot and sat down, and quietly waited for the ceremony to begin.

Kunlun and Yaochi, both the holy lands of Dongzu Prefecture, sent a weighty elder to participate, while other first-class sects such as Guiyun Immortal Sect were even more in charge to show respect.

As time went on, there were concierges chanting nine salutes.

When everyone heard this, they all got up and saluted towards the ninety-nine-step platform in the center of the main hall, and some of them who knew about the change in things had strange faces.

Sure enough, when they saw the middle-aged man holding the woman and slowly ascending the high platform, countless people were dumbfounded.

Someone was shocked and asked, "What's going on?" Why is the Lord of Xiao City marrying a wife?"

These people received an invitation to marry the young city lord and the concubine of the Shantai family, and now the groom has actually been replaced by his old son, which makes it difficult for some guests to understand.

For a moment, there was a buzzing noise in the room.

Shen Yu and Fairy Xi Yao had already knew, their expressions were calm, and they looked ahead indifferently, ignoring the discussions around them.

"Silence!"

A loud shout resounded through the hall, and countless people's hearts trembled, as if they had been hit hard, and they almost couldn't stand steadily.

On the high platform, Xiao Chengyan, who was dressed in a gorgeous costume, was expressionless, stepped on the top of the steps step by step, and then flicked his sleeves and sat in it.

"Today, I invite you to witness."

The voice resounded through the sky, penetrating the sea of clouds, and the cultivators of the entire Dongzu Prefecture could clearly hear the man's deep voice.

"I am the Son of Heaven of the Great Sui Dynasty, I inherited the hope of the heavens, established the country here, and vowed to restore my Great Sui homeland to comfort my ancestors."

As the man took Tianxian in his mouth, a dark yellow light fell from the sky, enveloping him, and a faint dragon groan came.

Countless people looked up with shocked faces, and no one could have imagined that today was not a wedding banquet, but a gift for the founding of the country.

That Xuanhuang Qi is the fortune of the country.

In the Great Sui Dynasty, some older cultivators remembered a certain past that had disappeared for nearly a thousand years, and suddenly looked at the man on the steps who exuded the aura of a king, and muttered, "The Great Sui who was destroyed by the Tang Dynasty, the Lord of Xiao City is actually the queen of the Great Sui Emperor."

It was originally simple to establish a country in the Spirit Desolation, for example, Dongzu Prefecture was lined with dozens of dynasties, but these mortal dynasties could not have any impact in the places where cultivators were all over the place.

And those who had collected books in the sect, or who had been reminded by the older generation of cultivators, naturally knew that if someone dared to establish the Great Sui dynasty, they would inevitably be suppressed by the most powerful dynasty in the world from Middle-earth.

Even if you are in a remote mountain village, or an isolated island far from the four seas of Middle-earth, the name Da Sui is taboo for some people.

No one could have imagined that the city lord of Hanging Feather City, who was known as the third in the world and had already stepped into the peak of spiritual desolation cultivation, was actually a descendant of that forbidden dynasty, and today, he was founded without warning.

Countless people's eyes looked at the Ninety-Five Venerable on the steps, and as the majestic luck began to gradually climb, everyone was forced by the aura of the king who was proud of the world, and some cultivators with lower cultivation even weakened their knees and knelt on the ground towards the high platform.

The two elders from Kunlun and Yaochi Holy Land stood up and looked at the man in front of them with gloomy faces, participating in Xiao Chengyan's founding ceremony, that is, being the enemy of Datang and that academy.

"City Lord Xiao, do you know the consequences of this."

Kunlun, the immortal wind Dao bone Dao man, stood up and asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Chengyan's eyes fell on the Taoist, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said casually, "Is Kunlun against it?"

The Taoist said without hesitation, "City Lord Xiao, don't forget, this is Dongzu Prefecture, and my Kunlun Yaochi Holy Land is here, so it's not your turn to speak."

Even if the Taoist was just a cultivator who had just stepped into the Dao Gate Tribulation Realm, in the face of Xiao Chengyan's stunning eyes, Lao Dao didn't care.

In the Holy Land, there is no one to challenge.

Even if this person's combat power is the third in the Spirit Wilderness.

Xiao Chengyan didn't speak, just waved his sleeves casually, and an unstoppable aura rushed straight to Lao Dao.

The Kunlun Daoist suddenly shouted: "You dare!"

Rumble!

The empty hall remembered the deafening crashing sound.

Then, a figure was shot straight into the sky, flying uncontrollably towards the north, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

The elders of the Kunlun Holy Land couldn't even take his sleeves, and what was even more shocking was that the city lord of Hanging Feather City, who had ascended the throne, didn't even care about the Kunlun Holy Land, and beat him down thousands of miles away.

In the entire Dongzu Prefecture, even the Linghuang, who has such great courage to dare to challenge the Daomen Ancestral Court.

Countless people in the main hall looked sluggish, and it was hard to imagine why that person was so arrogant and domineering for a while.

Everyone's eyes were on the invincible man on the high platform.

The elegant man in a luxurious and elegant body had a flat expression, turned to look at a beautiful woman standing not far away, and asked, "Yaochi, what do you mean?"

Yaochi Holy Land, what does it mean?

After sweeping away the face of the Kunlun Holy Land, Xiao Chengyan seemed to want to sweep away even the face of the Yaochi Holy Land, as long as the woman said any objection words, then the woman who was also just an elder of Yaochi would be slapped thousands of miles away.

For a while, the beautiful woman frowned and remained silent for a long time.