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The Supreme Ceremony has only one meaning for the Stone Niu Clan, and that is surrender!

"So, it turns out that your Shi Niu clan belonged to the Northern Territory Daxia long ago?"

The roar came from the mouth of the mad lizard Zong Xikang, but in a blink of an eye it was completely drowned out by the uniform greetings from all around:

"The Shi Niu clan respectfully sent the Great Xia treasure ship to the south, invincible and invincible!"

Chapter 1731 Baolian Swordland

Today is not a peaceful day for the entire land of Taixuan.

And it is foreseeable that every day from now on, the situation will become more and more chaotic, until a war breaks out completely.

In the south of Changming County in the northern part of the Central Plains, the fight on the mountains was just a small microcosm. The entire Central Plains, the land of Taixuan, has more than 100 counties with an endless area. , Countless forces almost completely killed their eyes.

However, for the monks in several counties in the northern part of the Central Plains, the scene of the wind and snow flying above the sky is destined to be unforgettable for a lifetime.

It is true that any monk who saw the horrified scene of the five dragons pulling the boat would murmur, "God is above."

Zhao Yu and the whole Great Xia, with such a shocking formation, announced that the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix, which is dominating in the north, officially spread its wings south and flew to the Central Plains.

Perhaps this is the prelude to the generous epic of Great Xia starting from Qianmo and conquering Taixuan!

The sun was sinking to the west, and night was falling, and the sunset, like a flame burning to the last moment, hung on the horizon of a huge city.

Under the sunset, perhaps they felt the darkness coming, and then the bright stones that stored the flames of the sun during the day began to shine brightly in every household, lighting up this place that is unique in the Central Plains in the land of Taixuan. It's a small city.

Baolian County, Liantai City.

If the former Xianting Holy Palace is located, that is, the Central Shangguo Tang is now the center of the Taixuan Central Plains, then the Holy Court and the Central Shangguo have many giants with overlapping spheres of influence, and they deserve to occupy the most Rich, but also the most populous location.

To the east of the Central Kingdom is Fufeng County, the place where the Tianxia Daohui will be held, while the former is to the north, and the adjacent county is Baolian County.

As the name suggests, Baolian County is shaped like a lotus flower that is just about to bloom.

It is said that in the most prosperous period, this lotus flower once bloomed in the land of Taixuan to its fullest. Later, due to changes in luck, the territory continued to shrink. At this time, it has become a budding appearance.

Baolian County, also known as Baolian Sword Land, is the gathering place of Taixuan Sword Cultivator.

The lotus is no longer in full bloom, which actually indicates the decline of swordsmanship in the land of Taixuan.

After the fairy palace suddenly collapsed, the ancient sword immortals who once dominated the situation disappeared one after another, and disappeared with them, as well as the supernatural powers of the sword and the powerful sword weapons.

In the era when the ancient inheritance was cut off and the bloodline was popular, the decline of the Baolian Sword Land, which once flourished for a while with powerful killing, was also the general trend.

But as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although Baolian Sword Land is not as brilliant as it used to be, its strength is still not weak in the Central Plains of Taixuan Land.

Even in some rivers and lakes rankings, it is only ranked below the four great powers, and it is called a prince-level force.

It is worth mentioning that the names of many cities in Baolian Sword Land are also very simple, with the word lotus in them all, and this is the case of Liantai City bathed in the setting sun at this time.

Although Liantai City is not the most famous city in Baolian Sword Land, it is still extremely prosperous. As the sun sets, monks with long swords on the wide streets walk quickly, or return home, or Find a restaurant and have a dinner.

Jianxiu has always been straightforward and reticent, so even though it looks bustling, the whole street is still quite quiet and not noisy.

"Since the collapse of the Immortal Palace, the entire land of Taixuan has been in turmoil for tens of thousands of years, and in the process of the Holy Court gradually occupying the top spot in the Central Plains, it is not that the Baolian Sword Land has not shown its ambitions."

On the street in the middle of Liantai City, an extremely crisp voice sounded, and it was a girl who thought she was quite tall.

I saw the girl wearing a light blue robe and a black gauze hat on her head, completely hiding her pretty face.

What is quite eye-catching is that behind the girl is a long sword that is almost as tall as the girl.

This sword is completely wrapped in a thick long cloth, but the Baolian sword land is the place with the most sword monks in the entire Taixuan land, and the sword repairers have a special feeling for the sword.

Therefore, some people still vaguely felt that the sword was extraordinary, and when they crossed each other, they all glanced at it, and there was a fleeting look of surprise in their eyes.

However, the girl didn't care about this, and continued to speak to the young man beside her while walking forward:

"Senior Brother Dingshan, do you know that the strength of Baolian Sword Land in the beginning was much stronger than it is now. Since the time of Xiangong, there has been a sect of swordsmanship with an extremely ancient and long-standing heritage, founded here."

After the words fell, beside the girl with the sword on her back, a young man wearing only a coarse cloth and without any pupils in his eyes turned his head slowly, and finally responded:

"Appreciate further details."

As soon as the words came out, the big eyes under the girl's pockets suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a beautiful smile, and continued to speak crisply:

"Brother Li, you finally spoke."

After finishing speaking, the girl Yi'er raised her hands and clapped lightly, and a voice with a little joy came out of her red lips again:

"Senior brother Dingshan, I don't know if you have heard such a saying, it is called the sword cultivator of the world, and there is no Qinglian.

"Although this statement is a little exaggerated, it can be known that in the land of Baolian, the Qinglian Sword Sect is a well-deserved leader, and even the sword cultivators in the entire Tianxuan Land have devoted their lives to entering this sect. glory."

After finishing her speech, Yi'er sneaked a glance at Li Dingshan who was listening attentively beside her, two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, and if she looked carefully at the girl's attire, she would also find some small thoughts of her daughter's family.

Although Miss Yi'er was still wearing a bamboo hat and her green gown was plain and elegant at this time, she was a little different from when she was walking in the rivers and lakes.

Not only was her beautiful hair carefully braided, but even on the green robe, there were many small flowers that seemed random but were actually embroidered stitch by stitch by herself. At the same time, there was an extremely pleasant and elegant fragrance wafting from Yi'er's body.

Such a small change represented a change in the girl's heart, but to Yi'er's annoyance, Li Dingshan beside her was like an elm bump on the road, and she often didn't say a word for most of the day.

Now Li Dingshan took the initiative to speak with great difficulty, making the smile on the girl's face even stronger, and continued to explain:

"The strength of the Qinglian Sword Sect was definitely among the best in the early days of the Immortal Palace's collapse, so this gave birth to the ambition in the heart of the sword cultivator."

Having said this, the girl Yi'er paused for a moment, and said word by word:

"This Qinglian Sword Sect wants to make the era after the Immortal Palace an era in which sword cultivators rule the world!"

As soon as this remark came out, the look of killing appeared out of thin air, and then Li Dingshan's inquiry sounded:

"In the end, Qinglian Sword Sect lost?"

"Of course I lost."

The girl Yi'er's voice was taken for granted, and then the response lingered in her ears again:

"I lost to the Holy Court, and I lost completely!"

Chapter 1732 Want This Sword

The sun was sinking to the west, and the shadows of the Akashi lanterns were dim, and the scene of the Twilight Street in Liantai City was peaceful. Among the shadows, two young figures walked slowly along the street.

Then the girl Yi'er's voice continued to sound:

"The Central Plains, the land of Taixuan, is now in endless wars. We have been traveling with uncle during this time, and there are few places as peaceful as this Liantai City. We just don't know how long this peaceful appearance will last.

"It's almost dusk now, and uncle hasn't returned yet, senior brother Dingshan, can you and I find a place to have dinner?"

After Yi'er's questioning words fell, Li Dingshan, whose face remained unchanged, nodded, and said in response:

"Then listen to my junior sister and find a place to eat first."

After finishing speaking, Li Dingshan raised his head and stared ahead with eyes without any pupils. For some reason, the gaze shot out of Li Dingshan's extremely strange eyes seemed to have the magical power of insight into everything.

In the next breath, Li Dingshan, who frowned slightly, continued to speak after a breath of thought:

"As the saying goes, when the nest is overturned, how can the eggs be finished? If a great war breaks out, the Baolian Sword will naturally not be able to survive alone.

"Junior Sister Yi, I don't know what you said about the Qinglian Sword Sect, what is the specific matter?"

As soon as this remark came out, Yi'er's smile grew stronger under her bamboo hat, and she muttered softly:

"It turns out that Brother Dingshan likes to hear this kind of news. I would have said more if I knew about it."

After the muttering fell, the girl Yi'er stretched out her hand to straighten the long sword behind her back, and the crisp explanation continued:

"I also heard my uncle chatting on the road. When the Qinglian Sword Sect was at its peak, it was known as a hundred thousand sword immortals, and its sharpness covered the sky. Even if the fairy palace collapsed back then, those top sword immortals disappeared. Still left behind a very strong family background.

"In other words, at that time, apart from the Central Kingdom that inherited the heritage of the Immortal Palace, this Qinglian Sword Sect was ranked second."

After the girl Yi'er finished speaking, she turned her head and stared at Li Dingshan's not handsome, but extremely attractive side face, with a sighing voice came out again:

"However, the development of all things in the world is always full of variables. Brother Dingshan, you also know that seemingly powerful existences are often the first to perish. The ambitious Qinglian Sword Sect cannot escape such a fate.

"It was eventually strangled by the Holy Court and Xuemei Shangguo. It is said that the series of battles were extremely tragic. If there was no subsequent Beihai War, this battle to destroy Qinglian Sword Sect might be more well-known.

"The holy court also relied on this battle to determine the fate of the universe and become an existence that no one dared to provoke in one fell swoop, while the Qinglian sword sect was broken up alive and split into the four major swords that currently dominate the Baolian sword field. Zong.

"Since then, Jianzong has been in a slump, and has never been merged for tens of thousands of years. It has always been in a state of disunity."

Perhaps because she said too many words in one breath, Yi'er coughed lightly, and then Li Dingshan's steady voice of inquiry sounded in her ears:

"So the Lotus Terrace Sword Sect in our city is one of the four sects that split?"

"That's right, the Lotus Terrace Sword Sect is not weak, and this time, he is also the uncle invited by the Lotus Terrace Sword Sect."

After Yi'er's voice fell, an extraordinarily huge restaurant gradually appeared in front of the two of them.

This restaurant is very conspicuous, it is much higher than the surrounding buildings. At the same time, on the open space in front of the restaurant, there is a blue lotus platform with a huge sword stuck upside down on the lotus platform, which looks very powerful.

Then Yi'er's eyes lit up, she raised her finger to point to the restaurant in front, and a voice came out:

"Qianfang is a restaurant belonging to Liantai Jianzong. My stomach is growling with hunger. Brother Dingshan, why don't you and I go there for something to eat?"

"Please!"

Li Dingshan's response was still concise and to the point, without sloppy words. Although the words were brief, Miss Yi'er's big eyes under the bamboo hat were still narrowed, with a smile on her face.

I don't know the origin of the love, but the love is deep!

After a few hundred breaths, the girls Yi'er and Li Dingshan slowly stepped inside the Lotus Terrace Restaurant. This restaurant belongs to the Lotus Terrace Sword Sect's property and is also the main place for sword cultivators in the city to communicate.

So as soon as the two of them stepped in, a hustle and bustle came directly to the surface. In the lobby on the first floor, a large number of monks with swords were eating and communicating, and voices rang out one after another:

"As you all know, recently, another major event happened in the south of the Central Plains in our Taixuan land."

"The situation in our Taixuan land is chaotic now, and major events happen every day. Could it be that some two forces are fighting again?"

As soon as this remark came out, the monk who spoke first just now shook his head, and he was not polite. He directly put the long sword in his hand on the desk, sat down, and continued to say in a louder voice:

"You should know that my brother-in-law is one of the core disciples of the Lotus Terrace Sword Sect. Originally, it was inconvenient to say more because the news hadn't arrived yet, but it's coming soon, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. It's definitely eye-popping. Great news."

As soon as this remark came out, it attracted the attention of the people around, and they all opened their mouths and said:

"Fellow Daoist, what you just said is the south, but is it related to the recent uproar in the Xuemei Shangguo?"

After the words fell, the voices of people around continued to echo:

"The Snow Charm's monarch died, and the princess of the country took the lead in splitting up. She even made a statement, saying that she owns a quarter of the teleportation circle.

"But people in the world don't believe it. After all, this is a teleportation circle. The Holy Court and other big forces have tried their best to search for it for so many years, but there is no progress. How could it be in the hands of a princess of the Shang Kingdom? It is very likely that the latter is lying. Man's trick."

"That's right, the teleportation circle is the untransmitted secret of the Immortal Palace, and it can be obtained by anyone at will!"

While the people around were having different opinions, on the second floor of the private room of the restaurant, there was a young swordsman wearing a purple brocade suit, sitting by the window, holding a wine glass, looking down indifferently.

Although this person has a handsome face, his eyes are full of rebelliousness, and there is also a hint of disdain in the eyes of the people below.

And beside him, there was a long sword surrounded by purple runes. Even if it hadn't been drawn out of its sheath, it seemed that there was a roar like thunder.

There were quite a few people in the whole box, all of them were sword cultivators in purple robes, but they were all extremely respectful, watching the young man by the window carefully.

Then an old sword cultivator stepped forward and said softly:

"Young Sect Master, the Sect Master has just sent news that there has been a disagreement in the talks between the Four Great Sword Sects, and it will take some time to resolve them. Let you temporarily settle down in this restaurant."

When the words came out, the young young master stretched out his slender fingers and continued to play with the wine glass in his hand, and a casual voice came out:

"Understood, Mr. Lei, but these ants are chattering below, making my young suzerain's ears hurt."

After the words fell, the face of the old sword cultivator in the back showed a look of embarrassment. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the greedy voice of the purple-clothed young master in front of him, and continued to pass on:

"Old Lei, arrange someone, I want the sword behind this person!"

Following the gaze of the young man in purple, it was Yi'er who had just walked into the restaurant!

Chapter 1733 Capture the Sword

In Baolian Sword Land and Lotus Terrace Restaurant, there are sword cultivators stepping in from outside, and the noise remains the same.

"If you want me to say that this series of chaos that Xuemei Shangguo is facing now is all self-inflicted. When he sent an army to break up my Qinglian Sword Sect, did you ever think about such a day?"

An indignant voice came from an old sword cultivator in the lobby of the restaurant, and then the old cultivator shook his white beard, looked angry, waved his hand violently, and continued to speak:

"The Xuemei Shang Kingdom is a well-known anti-bones force in the entire Taixuan Land. Back then, it followed the Holy Court to attack my Baolian Sword Land. In recent years, it seems to be incompatible with the former. Therefore, the words of the eldest princess who launched a rebellion in it, Even less believable."

As soon as the words of the old sword cultivator came out, the monks who heard the words nodded in agreement, and then the former wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the person beside him holding his arm, and gently reminded:

"Old friend, be careful."