Are you crazy? He became an Immortal Emperor just after I became an immortal!

June 21st.

This day is the day of the decisive battle between the leader of the Wumeng League and the Dragon King of the Dragon King Gang.

Tianshui Lake is very lively at this time, and all the people coming and going are people from the martial arts world with swords and swords.

There are many lakes in Jiangzhou, and Tianshui Lake is just an inconspicuous small lake.

However, after today, it is destined to be famous all over the world.

Furong Tower.

Standing on a hill beside Tianshui Lake, you can have a panoramic view of the wonders of the entire Tianshui Lake.

At the same time, it is also the only restaurant beside Tianshui Lake.

Those who can enter here are all famous big figures in the martial arts world, and their strength is at least innate.

Even so, there are not enough places inside, and there are still hundreds of innate masters who can't get in outside Furong Tower.

Even if they can't get in, there are still many people who are willing to wait outside the building.

Because here are almost half of the famous masters of the martial arts world, and several grandmasters will come to this restaurant!

Grandmasters are so rare that only one in a million people can appear. There are only a handful of them in the huge Zhao State.

Even many personal teachers have never seen a grandmaster in their entire lives.

In this Jianghu event, as long as you can see the true face of even one grandmaster, your life will be worth it.

"It's the Floating Light Sword Master and the Divine Sword Ancestor!"

At this moment, there was a sudden cry of surprise outside the Furong Tower, and they dispersed and made way.

Two figures walked slowly along the road.

The one on the left was an old man with a thin face and wearing a blue cloth gown. He didn't look special, but his eyes were so sharp that all the Jianghu masters dared not look directly at him.

It seemed that it was not a pair of eyes, but a sword, the best sword in Zhao State!

There was also an old man on the right, a hunchbacked and smiling old man.

It stands to reason that a hunchbacked old man would have some sorrow.

But the face of the God Sword Patriarch always has the most optimistic smile.

In fact, those who know the life of the God Sword Patriarch know that although he is a great master, his life experience is very rough.

He was abandoned by his parents when he fled from famine in his childhood, but fortunately he was adopted by a passing horseman.

After growing up, he married a mute girl and lived a plain and happy life from then on, but the good times did not last long. Not long after his wife gave birth to a son, she went to the river to wash clothes, but was killed by passing bandits.

With hatred and anger, the God Sword Patriarch knelt outside the God Sword Gate for three days and three nights before he became a disciple. After that, he practiced swordsmanship hard. After five years, his swordsmanship was perfected, and he went down the mountain to avenge his wife's murder.

After that, he raised the child alone and watched him get married and have children. However, a few years later, his enemies came and killed his child's family of eight. Only his grandson who was with him at the time survived.

And this only blood relative also died at the hands of the deadly sword Liu Tieyi seven or eight years later.

The most helpless thing is that Liu Tieyi also joined the Sihai Auction House. For the sake of the inheritance of the Divine Sword Sect, the Divine Sword Patriarch had to accept mediation and watched Liu Tieyi at large for many years.

Even after experiencing so much suffering, the Divine Sword Patriarch never lacked kindness to the world.

He is also the most humble and willing to help the younger generation among the grandmasters.

As for him and the Floating Light Sword Master, one uses a knife and the other uses a sword.

The two have been old enemies for decades, often fighting and sparring, and no one has ever yielded to the other.

The two appeared at the same time, and the heroes on the field did not feel much surprise.

Shortly after the Divine Sword Patriarch and the Floating Light Sword Master entered, four purple-robed constables followed the two old men, a man and a woman, to this place.

"It's the four great detectives of the Six Gates, Tie Aoxue, Zhui Hunming, Hua Haitang and Leng Wuqing!"

"The status of the four great detectives is only below that of the emperor. Who can make the four great detectives willing to follow?" Someone was shocked.

"Those two are both great masters of the royal family. They usually stay at home and rarely go out. It's normal that you don't know them! The old man is Zhao Wei, the previous King of Zhenwu. He once killed 300,000 Wu soldiers and is the uncle of the current emperor.

And the old woman is even more extraordinary. She is the ruthless fairy who was known as the world's number one female swordsman sixty years ago. It is said that Su Baidu, the master of the floating light sword, was once her pursuer. Later, she suddenly disappeared for some reason.

Some people say that she is a member of the royal family and has returned to the clan mansion to practice in seclusion. At that time, many people did not believe it. Now it seems that she is really from the royal family." An old warrior sighed.

After entering the Furong Building and going up to the second floor, the four great detectives stopped and did not continue to go up.

Because the third floor is where the great masters gather.

The third floor is not big, only half the size of the first floor, but it is not crowded at all.

There is only one eight-person table here, and only a few guests have come.

"Master Chengguang, you are here too?"Going up to the third floor, Zhao Wei, the former King of Zhenwu, saw Master Chengguang sitting on the seat with his eyes closed and chanting.

No one downstairs had seen how Master Chengguang got upstairs.

Of course, with the strength of a great master, it would be difficult for even a master to find clues if he wanted to hide his whereabouts.

What surprised Zhao Wei was that the Golden Buddha Temple was closed, so why did Master Chengguang come here?

Master Chengguang opened his eyes, nodded to Zhao Wei, and continued to chant.

"Hongshang..."

Su Bai, who was standing with a floating light sword, saw the old woman go upstairs and stand up, and finally sighed and sat down again.

The once heartless fairy Zhao Hongshang just nodded slightly, with a complex look in her eyes, and came to sit down at the Eight Immortals Table.

"We old guys are half-bodies and about to be buried in the ground, why do we still have such bitterness and hatred!"

The ancestor of the magic sword touched his beard and smiled.

Su Bai and Zhao Hongshang did have a love story decades ago.

But one of them came from the underworld, and the other from the temple. Because of their different identities, this relationship ended in failure.

"Master Chengguang, I wonder why your temple is closing the mountain?"

After sitting down in front of the Eight Immortals Table and pondering for a moment, Zhao Wei continued to speak to Chengguang.

The Golden Buddha Temple has also had several mountain closures in history, but those were all self-protection measures when facing the catastrophe of the martial arts world.

Now, in the martial arts world, except for the sudden emergence of a martial alliance in Qingzhou, there is no trace of the catastrophe, so the Golden Buddha Temple's move seems extremely strange.

As the ancestor of the royal family, Zhao Wei naturally attaches great importance to the stability of the country, so he is extremely curious about the closure of the Golden Buddha Temple.

The other people also looked over.

Chengguang stopped chanting, was silent for a while, and said: "No need for Lao Ne to say more, you will understand why Lao Ne closed the mountain in a while."

After saying this, the few people became more curious, but before they could ask, there was a commotion outside, and someone shouted: "Dragon King Xiang Dingtian is here!"

After a while, a black-haired middle-aged man wearing a robe decorated with four-clawed golden dragons came up to the third floor.

As he walked, he was like a tiger pacing, and every move exuded a terrifying pressure.

Looking at the four-clawed golden dragon robe on the black-haired middle-aged man, Zhao Wei frowned slightly.

To be honest, Xiang Dingtian was a little over the line in wearing this costume.

If it were ordinary people, it would be a game of Nine Clans Elimination.

But for a great master like Xiang Dingtian, the court could only turn a blind eye.