Yan Shiyi was about to say goodbye to the Holy Emperor and leave, but who knew that Cao Ziyuan stopped him.

"What, Dean Cao is in trouble?" Yan Shi said with a smile.

Cao Ziyuan sneered, but said to the Holy Emperor: "Holy Emperor, I believe you also saw the competition just now, Yan Shiyi's performance is a little weird, I even suspect that he is using the magic power of the demon race!"

The Holy Emperor frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Cao Ziyuan to ask such a thing on such an occasion.

Yan Shiyi had a smile on his face, as if what Cao Ziyuan said had nothing to do with him.

In fact, most of the people in the field had doubts about Yan Shiyi's performance just now, but they were not like Cao Ziyuan, for them, they first felt that they were Daqian's monks, and Yan Shiyi had already made great contributions to Daqian no matter what, so even if they suspected that Yan Shiyi had cultivated the exercises of the demon clan, they did not say it on the spot, just waiting for the opportunity to ask the Holy Emperor and the Pope.

Cao Ziyuan is different, he has the old grudges between his nephew and his son in front of him, plus he wants to see this young man defeated again and again, but he knows that this young man has disappointed himself again and again, this time he has lost all his money, old hatred and new grudges, so that he was blinded for a moment, and he couldn't feel the dissatisfaction of the Holy Emperor at all.

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, I hope you will let Yan Shiyi give everyone an explanation!" Cao Ziyuan was aggressive.

The Holy Emperor glanced at Yan Shi, but the young man was still as calm as he was just now, smiling and slowly shaking his head.

"Explain what?" Yan Shiyi shouted, "The Holy Emperor didn't speak, and the Pope didn't think there was a problem, when will it be your turn to point fingers!"

Cao Ziyuan was anxious, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, Lord Pope, this young man's arrogance is obvious to all, he is like this now, if he is really a spy of the demon clan, in time, when he is full-fledged, won't he even take the two of you in his eyes!"

The Pope just smiled and said to the Holy Emperor: "This is your palace, your home field, you have the final say!"

The Holy Emperor secretly scolded him and shouted: "Cao Ziyuan, that's enough, it's impossible for you not to see the appearance of Haoran Sword just now, since even Haoran Sword thinks that Yan Shiyi has no problem, who else dares to say anything!"

Cao Ziyuan was speechless for a while, what the Holy Emperor said also made sense, the countless Haoran Swords who slaughtered demons and slayed demons all felt that Yan Shiyi had no problem, so who could say more than half a sentence. According to the understanding of the Datong monks, the Haoran Sword is the sword of the Confucian sage's judgment, and many times it represents the attitude of the temple.

Cao Ziyuan said for a long time: "But Yan Shiyi has always been a hidden danger for Daqian, why doesn't the Holy Emperor investigate it thoroughly, so that he can give an explanation to everyone present!"

Suddenly, all eyes turned to the Holy Emperor's side, wanting to see how the Holy Emperor would deal with this matter.

Only the Holy Emperor and the Pope knew what Yan Shiyi meant to Daqian. The reason why the Daqian Dynasty can be known to the world can be said to be because of Mo Jingtian's identity as the sword master, but Mo Jingtian can no longer mention the Haoran sword, so as a new generation of Haoran sword master, Yan Shiyi, as a new generation of Haoran sword master, is the face of the future Daqian, how far this young man can go, whether he can reach the top of the mountain, will determine the future status of Daqian in the Datong world.

The Holy Emperor's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted at Cao Ziyuan: "This matter can be discussed later, the most important thing in front of us is the peace matter with Xiliang!"

Cao Ziyuan wanted to continue talking, but the Pope's warning came from his ears.

"Cao Ziyuan, everything can be done in moderation, don't think that no one knows about your private affair with the Xiliang people, and you don't feel ashamed to use the hands of the enemy country to suppress the monks of your own country!"

Cold sweat oozed from Cao Ziyuan's forehead slightly, if he let the people of the Great Qian Dynasty know that he wanted to use the hands of the enemy generals to suppress Yan Shiyi, then what would others think of him, the first person in the military of the Great Qian Dynasty. The soldiers fought bravely to kill the enemy on the battlefield, but the leader played such a dirty deed in the imperial capital, what prestige would he have in the army in the future?

Yan Shi smiled and said, "Dean Cao, if you have anything to say, if you don't have me, you have to leave!"

"If Dean Cao still has any entanglements, please come to Haoran Academy and ask me in person, I will be waiting for Dean Cao at any time!"

Yan Shiyi left a word, smiled and left Shi Shiran.

Li Zhenzhou, Wen Lingyun and other Western Liang Wenchen generals were disappointed, originally wanted to watch a drama of discord between the monarchs and ministers of the Great Qian Dynasty, but who knew that the Great Qian Emperor would not allow others to question Yan Shiyi, and Cao Ziyuan, a great monk who was not much different from the top ten in the Great Qian cultivation world, did not dare to argue under the pressure of the Great Qian Emperor.

Xiliang Wenchen seems to have re-acquainted with Emperor Daqian, this shriveled and thin emperor is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface, Daqian can become the first power in Daigo Continent, there is indeed a reason for him!

The Xiliang military general confirmed in his heart the rumor that the Holy Emperor was the first person in the cultivation world of the Great Qian Dynasty, and the kind of coercion that was inadvertently exuded almost overwhelming.

The agenda of the Great Qianxi Liang Peace Conference continued.

There is no doubt that the lost land of Xiliang is still owned by Daqian.

After more than ten people from the Xiliang delegation discussed, Li Zhenzhou finally came forward to bargain with the cadres.

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, I, Xiliang, plan to lease eight cities that originally belonged to Xiliang and now belong to Daqian. Li Zhenzhou said.

"Talking about business!" Emperor Daqian came to be interested and said with a smile, "I like to fight and kill, and talk about business." ”

Li Zhenzhou smiled bitterly, if it weren't for the fighting, killing, and killing, Daqian would have been able to get the eight cities of Xiliang? It's just that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and now it's up to you to decide what's going on!

"What's the price?" the Holy Emperor smiled, "Master Li, tell me!"

Li Zhenzhou gave 100,000 taels of gold for a hundred years.

"It's too little!" the Holy Emperor shook his head and said, "The city of Xiliang is so worthless?"

"One hundred and fifty thousand?" Li Zhenzhou said tentatively.

The Holy Emperor still shook his head.

Li Zhen gritted his teeth on Monday and said, "Two hundred thousand taels of gold!"

The Holy Emperor didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Three hundred thousand!" Li Zhenzhou said with a bitter face, "There can't be more, no matter how many the emperor of our country will not agree!"

The Holy Emperor said: "300,000 taels of gold, plus 30,000 catties of Xuanyuan stones!"

"It's too much!" this time it was Wen Lingyun's turn to cry.

The value of 30,000 catties of Xuanyuan stone is not comparable to 300,000 taels of gold, and 30,000 catties of Xuanyuan stone can build many Open Heaven Realm monks, and the Holy Emperor's asking price is undoubtedly the same as robbery.

The Holy Emperor smiled: "It's not much at all, do you think I don't know that there is a vein in Dye Willow City?" I just thought it was too troublesome to mine, so I just let it go to you!"

Li Zhenzhou gritted his teeth helplessly and said, "Deal!"

It is still unknown whether the veins of Dyeing Willow City can mine 30,000 catties of Xuanyuan Stone, and they can only fight.

The generals of Xiliang Wenchen shook their heads helplessly.

Only the big cadres were happy, and then everyone remembered that these were all Yan Shiyi, and they had a better impression of the young man.