A holy decree fell from the sky, Yun Yan's sword and wooden vine were suppressed in the sky, Yun Yan was shocked to find that this holy decree actually made his attack stay in the air, without any movement, including his own body, he couldn't help but have a trace of wanting to surrender in front of the emperor.

"Ahh

At this moment, Wu Yun had a feeling that it was no longer himself who made the move, or that he was urging the aura, and the Heavenly Soul was using his own inheritance to fight, but what made him helpless was that it was much stronger than what he had shown.

The shadow of the emperor slowly stretched out his palm, and slapped it down, but the casual and insipid palm made cracks appear on the entire battle platform, and the palm filled with the power of the emperor fell directly with a kind of shock that made people surrender.

"Heavenly Sword Slash, One Knife Town Eternal!" Yun Yan shouted in high spirits, and in an instant, the sword path phantom behind him shot with him, and the sword mangs fused together, this knife seemed to be able to suppress everything in time, and the knife was invincible in the world.

The emperor's palm collided with this knife, and the palm directly destroyed the knife, and was fiercely suppressed below along with Yun Yan, Wu Yun, who was standing on the battle platform at this moment, was like an emperor, looking at Yun Yan, there was only indifference in his eyes, as if the ants could not attract the attention of the dragon.

In this battle, Yizong won, Win Tianxi's strong shot, and Wu Yun's power to turn the tide, so that the entire outer gate fell into a dead silence, for Yizong, now he can justifiably occupy the outer gate, and from this gate is truly out of the control of Tianzong and Yunzong.

Wu Yun stood on the battle platform, his sword pointed at the Tianzong Mountain Gate, and looked at Wen Feiyu outside the crowd in the distance, the sword shook slightly, and the eyes of the two people collided and then dodged.

Ying Qin looked at his daughter, the originally lively and lovely child had changed his appearance now, and asked softly: "Tianxi, my father asked you to come to Lingyun Sect just to make you happy, what Yizong or Haotian situation has nothing to do with you, you have to remember that you can't support everything now, and that kind of inheritance doesn't need to continue." Ying Tianxi was slightly stunned, remembering everything he had experienced in the ruins, and asked slowly: "Father, if one day the Win clan is wiped out, and I have the ability to take revenge, what do you say I should do?" Ying Qin stroked his daughter's hair and did not laugh because of this strange question, but said softly: "What Father has always wanted is to let you control your own destiny, what Wang wants to rejuvenate Loulan, it is what I should do, if there is a day you need to do is to live well." Ying Tianxi was stunned for a moment, a smile bloomed on her face, and Ying Qin carefully observed her strength, but did not find anything wrong, and could only warn her daughter to practice less of this inheritance.

Wu Yun became famous in a battle, and the entire Lingyun Sect didn't dare to underestimate him anymore, and there were so many battles in the outer gate, but there was no idle in the inner gate.

The competition between Ying Tianci and Ying Kunyu has been completely expanded, and the three of them are not having an easy time in the inner gate, of course, they think that this is the only way to do it.

In the hundred steps before the Sword Tower, their hearts as Tianjiao were completely calmed, they no longer even acted in a high-profile manner, their promotion was also very fast, and what they wanted to do more was to do the same thing as Wu Yun.

Of course, Wen Feiyu never underestimated this person, but he was still very afraid of the power of the imperial prince, after all, the strength of the Nine Emperors to control the sect made His Majesty the empire not too convinced, since ancient times, the entry of the forces of the rivers and lakes into the court was a cholera.

However, the Wen family will not change, because when the Lingyun Sect was still under the control of the Loulan Empire, they had the privilege of meeting with that sect several times, and if that sect was willing to come forward, even His Majesty the Empire would have to think about it.

Wu Yun also finally met his mother's master, an old man looked very spiritual, Zhao Lao once told him, Mo Zhu is a rare talent, although the cultivation is not strong, but it is only for the soul melting realm, a person wants to grow up, the cultivation talent is a must, and other aspects also need to be understood.

"Finally met the little boy, when I first came to Lingyun Sect, I heard that you have let Yizong successfully occupy the outer gate, it seems that the old man underestimated you, my name is Mozhu. The old man seemed to be complimentary, but there was not much appreciation in his tone.

"Mo Lao is polite, my mother asked you to get old also so that I can walk more steadily in this Lingyun Sect, I heard that your old man and the Wuxin of the Mingyue Empire are the most strategic people, but I don't have the heart of an emperor, I'm afraid I can only follow you to learn qin, chess, calligraphy and painting." Wu Yun said with a smile.

"The first time the little boy and the old man met, they were so dishonest, it seems that the old man should not come here. Mo Zhu said with a smile and turned around directly.

Wu Yun watched the old man walk all the way to the door before he said helplessly: "Sir, how can you see my heart?" Mo Zhu said softly when he heard this: "You have awakened the five souls, do you know why Wuxin and I have become the most strategic people in the surrounding empires, that is, we also have another identity as a fortune teller, and we are more aware of danger, so we can thrive." Before coming, the old man made a hexagram, do you want to know? ”

"Emperor?" said that he didn't have the heart of an emperor before, but the other party didn't believe it.

"How can you be an emperor? Mo Zhu said solemnly. Wu Yun was stunned in place, if the lord of the kingdom is the king, the lord of the empire is the emperor, and above these empires there is another kind of emperor, being the emperor may be to control dozens of empires like Haotian, and the Heavenly Desolate Kingdom is like a city.

"No matter what it becomes, once it will be successful, my heart is to protect, and the creation of power is also to be able to protect myself, and it has been too long to become the emperor. Hearing this, Wu Yun said softly, establishing a kingdom is not comparable to cultivation for him.

"There is kindness in your heart, but only for your own relatives, otherwise you would not have killed the scapegoat of the day. Doesn't the little princess know that if she doesn't face her heart, she will never be able to become a powerhouse in the whole world. Wu Yun stood still and didn't answer, he thought that his mother had given him a good teacher, but he didn't expect that he was a careerist, and he wanted to make himself turmoil in the whole world just after they met.

"Could it be that you believe me just because of a vague sense of induction?What are my five souls?" Wu Yun was more concerned about his own cultivation.

"The original only overlord in our northern realm was the awakening of the Five Souls, and although I am old, it is a temptation for any strategist to be able to start a cholera world from scratch. The first time the two met, they said so much strangely, Wu Yun didn't believe in the future, but Mozhu was indeed a good teacher, and he had also heard that his uncle had been shocked by the world's funeral.

Mo Zhu's arrival Zhao Huangqing was not surprised, the current Wu Yun's talent was not weaker than those geniuses in the empire at all, so he regarded the entire Lingyun Sect as a chess game, winning the world, and losing was a corner of peace.

Wu Yun dealt with the matter of Yizong and left, Zhao Huangqing said slowly: "That kid is a good person, but he must be a good emperor, he is too indifferent to human nature, he can be close to people, but he is indifferent to outsiders." ”

"The strength needed for the emperor in the troubled times is not the way to be a king, if a person is strong, he can report a country, it doesn't matter whether he is the emperor or not, and as an emperor, he can't have any kind of mercy at all. Mo Zhu looked at the departing Wu Yun and said, and qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are also a kind of practice, and it is not enough to retreat all the time.

Wu Yun began to accept the teachings of the two masters, if there was nothing in the Lingyun Sect, he would not generally appear, and a month later, Ying Tianxi entered the inner gate, and the real leader of the Outer Gate Yi Sect became Wu Yun.

But this kid is a speechless shopkeeper, he doesn't care about anything, and he is also about to step into the eighth layer of the Dao Seed.

The people in the Yizong are also accustomed to his style of acting, he is peaceful, he is too lazy to deal with anything, and he will also take action on things that the people of the Yizong can't solve.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Wu Yun has been learning since he was a child, and now he is more attentive, such as practicing words like a sword, words like a sword can also practice swordsmanship, some people's words have sword intent, and the sword intent on the font can kill everything.

The sound of the piano is also able to cleanse the heart, and the sound of the qin makes the Buddha's light permeate the surroundings, like the sound of chanting, which makes people intoxicated, such as the burial of the world in the imperial capital, so that how many people sink into it until a long time before waking up.

In the painting, there can also be a sky full of stars, and there can also be a flame that can burn everything, and you can draw whatever you think, and everything in heaven and earth can appear under the pen in your hand.

。 Since ancient times, practice is the perception, but the perception is a matter of course or the mouth is suddenly opened, some people to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and so on for the way of practice, one stroke of the country, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains lifelike to collect the pen.

Some people dream back to the past and present lives, making people forget to return to the world they have shaped, and they can't return to reality.

There are also people who have been reading, taking books as the world, and once they had an epiphany, they directly crossed many realms and reached the peak.

What's more, chess is the way, heaven and earth are the chess game, and all living beings are the flag, and the world is played. Everything in the world involves cultivation, and if you always think that trying to perceive the great road between heaven and earth and fighting is cultivation, then your horizon is a little too small.

Mo Zhu has seen some people break through the realm in their sleep, crossing the shackles that have not broken through for many years, and some people are sitting and practicing and so on.

"This kid learns very quickly, but I don't know if I can get a little bit of your inheritance. Zhao Huangqing said with a smile, of course, kendo has always been taught by him to Wu Yun.

"Qinqi, calligraphy and painting need to be attentive, the real amazing works are like this, he now wants to break through to the eighth layer of the Dao Species, just see if he can surprise this old man of mine, the water in the empire is getting deeper and deeper, and he can only catch up with it if he grows quickly. Mo Zhu said softly, the two princes within the Haotian Empire are not worth mentioning, but there is also a mysterious Nine Emperors, and the other party does have the luck of an emperor.

And externally, Yu Wenting, the crown prince of the Bright Moon Empire, is that the old opponent's careful training will definitely not be ordinary, the means and talents are all the best choices, the Bright Moon Empire has already clarified the candidate for the crown prince, and His Majesty Haotian is still hesitating.

At this moment, Wu Yun is on the top of the mountain, and below is the waterfall flowing water, the turbulent water flow is also like a natural rhythm beating, the wind blows his hair slightly, the sun is just right, everything seems calm and natural, like a picture scroll.

He was immersed in the rhythm of the mountains and rivers, the source of everything between heaven and earth, which can be found in nature, and he began to move with this special rhythm.

The sound of the piano sounded slightly, Wu Yun seemed to have changed, and the world was quiet when the Son of Heaven stroked the piano. The beating sound of the piano resounded all around, solemn and solemn, the Son of Heaven was about to ascend to the throne, and henceforth reigned over the world and controlled everything.

The sound of the piano is tight, like the beating of war drums and the neighing of thousands of horses, and the young man naturally wants to compete for the world and compete for the heroes.

The sound of the piano is more bold and tight, as if they are on the battlefield at this moment, and the soldiers are throwing their heads and spilling blood, just for the final victory, and an abrupt sound of the piano sounds, and the war is over.

Sadness pervades the hearts of everyone, victory, but how many corpses are on this battlefield, former companions, as emperors, but they cannot decide your fate, it is really sad.

But it didn't stop there, more people were still fighting, and they used their lives again and again to get a city and a wall for their god-like emperor, and the joyful sound of the piano seemed to be devoid of sorrow, perhaps forgotten.

"Does this kid want to adapt your burial world?" Zhao Huangqing asked, afraid that he would disturb Wu Yun after making a sound.

Mozhu shook his head,

"Burial of the World is indeed a good song, but at the moment the song he plays has a different artistic conception and some reference, but it is more like a creation. "The vast sound of the piano is like being able to see that the emperor has stood at the top of the world after many years of hard work, and he is only one step away from being able to sweep the ** and become a legend and be admired by all the people.

The other two forces joined forces, but he was fearless, and the more tragic made everything complicated, the sound of the piano was turbulent, and finally someone wanted to retreat, I don't know if I was afraid or tired.

The emperor did not leave, until the last moment, he stood on the entire battlefield, the hegemony was in front of him, but there were not many people around him, an empire was rising, an emperor who created a legend took his wife to the mountains and forests, and everything was handed over to the descendants.

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