The King of The Worlds

"Sure enough, you are from the Shushan faction!"

Old Daoist Fu Ze's eyes froze and his face turned cold.

"Master Chang Hao, I'm afraid you have to give me a reasonable explanation!"

Although there may be some conflicts and frictions among the various sects in the monastic world, they are all trivial matters. After encountering monsters, they will unite the front, and will never tolerate demons and demons. It can be said that Qin Yi has violated a taboo by helping the demons and dealing with his comrades.

Even Shushan can't tolerate it at all. If this matter is not resolved properly, it will definitely affect the reputation of Shushan for hundreds of years.

"This head will naturally give you an explanation!"

Chang Hao's face was stern, and he said in a deep voice.

"He is Chang Yi. He was the Elder Lude appointed by Xu Changqing, the previous head of my Shushan Sect, but he disappeared without a trace more than ten years ago."

"I have also sent my disciples to look for it, but there is still no trace."

"I didn't expect to see him here."

Looking directly at the old Taoist Fu Ze, Chang Hao spoke again.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Fu Ze, I, Shushan, will naturally take action."

He turned his neck and said directly to the Shushan elder next to him.

"Chang Yi's behavior has completely violated the rules of my Shushan sect. I am here as the head of the sect. I want to evacuate him from his position as the elder of Lv De."

"In addition, quickly send disciples, elder-level powerhouses to find his traces, and order him to return to Shushan immediately!"

"Walking with monsters, I simply don't take the honor of my Shushan faction seriously!"

Chang Hao has an old-fashioned personality, abides by stereotypes, and is mean himself, so naturally he would not allow a loose person like Qin Yi to exist.

"If so, what if Chang Yi doesn't obey the order of the head?"

The elder Shushan next to him hesitated and said, that guy did such a thing a long time ago, and dared to confront the head of the sect.

"Then capture him back!"

Chang Hao said.

He has no scruples,

No matter how reckless Chang Yi is, he is still a disciple of Shushan. He does not believe that the other party will not know the severity of such a major event and oppose the Shushan faction.

As the head of the sect, and himself a strong person in the twelfth stage, although Chang Hao's personality cannot be changed, his heart is transparent.

He knew very well that Chang Yi had a good relationship with Xu Changqing before, and the former head took care of him a lot. Even if the other party hadn't left Shushan, the head of this position would not have fallen to him. I also understand that although Chang Yi has not fluctuated for fifty years, he has suddenly emerged after that, catching up from behind, and his talent is extremely powerful.

Such a person must also be lonely in his heart, and he may look down on himself a little bit.

In other words, the two of them were natural enemies, one disliked the other. He was not convinced. Xu Changqing valued the other party so much, and the other party also looked down on him.

It's a dead end!

Only on a certain day, when the two face each other and compete, can such a matter be resolved.

The order from the head of the sect was issued, and Shushan immediately acted.

A series of elders descended the mountain, accompanied by dozens of disciples, and scattered all over the place to search for Qin Yi's location. Such a lineup can be said to be extremely powerful, enough to compare to a small sect.

Faced with Chang Hao's actions, Fu Ze Lao Dao couldn't say anything more.

In Zhenwu Hall, Dugu Yuyun sat cross-legged in the hall.

"Brother Dugu!"

Behind him, a figure hurried in, and the strong smell of alcohol came from his body.

"Situ Zhong, you're drinking again!"

Frowning, Dugu Yuyun said in a deep, stern tone.

"Hey, Uncle Grand Master is not here. There is no Elder Lü De in Shushan Mountain. I managed to be quiet. Brother, don't worry about me anymore."

Situ Zhong said with a playful smile.

"I'm here this time to bring you good news."

Dugu Yuyun closed his eyes, ignoring this bastard: "Say!"

"There's news about Grand Master Uncle!"

Situ Zhong said.

In an instant, the sword intent in the hall soared to the sky, Dugu Yuyun suddenly opened his eyes, a feeling of ruthlessness, such as the ruthlessness of the Supreme Lord, the mood of forgetting love suddenly struck.

Situ Zhong trembled, and when he looked forward, he found that the senior had turned around at some point.

"where is he?"

Dugu Yuyun asked.

"Tsk tsk, your sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, the ninth level is really powerful!"

"If Uncle Grand Master doesn't come back, I'm afraid the next master will be you and Senior Brother Jiang Qing."

Situ Zhong sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense, where is Grand Master Uncle?"

Dugu Yuyun said coldly.

"I don't know either. I just got the news that he injured the old Daoist Fu Ze. The sect leader is sending people down the mountain to arrest him."

"Injuring a comrade, I'm afraid Grand Master Uncle will really have to come back to receive the punishment this time."

Situ Zhong sighed.

Such a crime, as Elder Lu De, cannot be avoided.

"Now, Elder Lv De, Grand Master's Uncle, has been kicked out by the head, which is in line with Chang Hao's wishes."

Dugu Yuyun frowned: "There are still many people in Shushan who have a good impression of Grand Master Uncle."

"If he is willing to come back, Chang Hao has nothing to do with him."

The team trained by Xu Changqing are all the pillars of Shushan this year, among them there are naturally those who are familiar with Qin Yi. Among them, Dugu Yuyun, Situ Zhong, and Jiang Qing are Qin Yi's juniors and his friends.

"I'm afraid that the grand master won't come back. You know that the man looks plain, but in his heart, he is arrogant and domineering, and he is unwilling to give in at all."

Situ Zhong sighed.

Dugu Yuyun's eyes flashed.

"Tell senior brother Jiang Qing about this, let him go to look for Grand Master Uncle, and let him know in advance."

"I have to tell you the specific process."

Situ Zhong blinked his eyes: "That's not a problem, but do you want to talk about uncle Taishi's flirting with beauties from the Yao tribe?"

Dugu Yuyun glared at him: "Say!"

Situ Zhong chuckled and ran down.

After Situ Zhong left, Dugu Yuyun sighed.

"Uncle Grand Master, I hope you can come back as soon as possible. This Shu Mountain is already much weaker, and I really need you!"

Compared with when Xu Changqing was there, the current strength of Shushan is 30% to 40% weaker, which is the moment when talents are urgently needed.

At the same time, in a city in the Central Plains.

Qin Yi is hand in hand with An Yi, walking the streets with Rhubarb by the hand.

"Swords also have energy and energy. This essence is its blade, its handle, and its bones, which are the only thousands of materials for smelting. This is its backbone."

"Qi is to draw the aura of the void, and it needs to be imprinted with the formations such as gathering spirits, congealing spirits, and transporting spirits."

"God needs a spirit."

The first two are actually easy, but the last one is the most rare for Qin Yi.

The magic sword takes the soul of the sword maker as its spirit, carries the power of magic, and is an ominous sword when born.

Qin Yi didn't want such a sword, what he wanted was a sword of kingship that belonged to him!

The sword is the king, and he is the king. This sword must naturally be the king of the sword, so it fits his status.

"It's just, how to obtain Wang Ling in this sword?"

The only thing that bothered him was this question.

He and An Yi have traveled thousands of miles, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, collected enough materials, and have arranged and combined the required formations, and made impressions according to the most scientific arrangement. The next step is to cast swords and introduce If the spirit enters the sword, it will succeed.

It's just that Qin Yi didn't want to make a living. He had to find the most suitable spirit before he was willing to forge a sword.

Otherwise, it will always feel imperfect.

As dusk approached, the two walked hand in hand on the street. At this moment, there were few tourists.

"Husband, look."

An Yi suddenly tugged at Qin Yi's right hand, and pointed the other finger to the sky.

Qin Yi then raised his head, and what he saw made him slightly taken aback.

On the darkening sky, around the red sunset, a piece of golden cloud emerged, and at first glance, it was like a dragon's claw disappearing and emerging in the clouds, brilliant and magnificent.

"So lovely!"

An Yi sighed with a smile.

She was wearing a white dress at the moment, and she was as beautiful as an elf. With a smile, the darkened sky around her seemed to brighten up.

"It's beautiful!"

Qin Yi smiled.

His eyes stared at the golden cloud, but it had already started to flicker.

What An Yi saw was Phnom Penh Cloud, but what he saw was Wang Qi!

Yes, the location of the Central Plains is exactly where this ancient royal city is located. The place where the golden cloud emerged at dusk was also in the direction of Wangcheng.

"Ordinary spirits and demon spirits can be successfully put into my sword."

"But it's not the sword of Wang Ling!"

"But Wang Qi, or in other words, Dragon Qi, is the spirit of the king! Absorbing it, capturing it, is enough to make a king spirit appear in my sword!"

The corners of Qin Yi's mouth curled up, joy in his heart.

After resting with An Yi for a day, they headed towards the royal city the next day.

Three days later, in front of the two of them was the palace of the royal city beyond the horizon. Elegant, luxurious, and supreme aura rushed over.

"That's it!"

Immediately, Qin Yi made a decision.

On the fifth day, Qin Yi and An Yi stepped into the royal city and found a place.

This place is not lively, even a little remote, and the terrain is a bit protruding compared to the flat bottom of the dynasty. But Qin Yi knew that this was where the dragon's head was, and it could also be called the dragon's lair.

It is the place where Dragon Qi was born. Dragon Qi is the cloud energy of a country. If it is damaged, it will hurt the fate of a country.

However, this is not what Qin Yi cares about. He is not from this world, so naturally he doesn't care about the rise and fall of the dynasty.

What's more, he has already made a new decision about this country.

His old profession is to rob the emperor, isn't it? Don't wait until the dynasty declines, I'm afraid it will have to change.

Sitting cross-legged on the dragon's lair, Qin Yi waved his right hand, and pieces of material emerged.

"True fire comes out, dragon flames burn!"

With a shout, the void in front of Qin Yi fluctuated, and red flames burst into flames.

This flame, with the help of the terrain, ignited the dragon flame, and the temperature was extremely terrifying.

"Earth spirit stone, wind spirit stone, blood black essence, ten thousand year black wood, ancient Dai marrow, malachite, red wood block."

A series of metals were thrown into the flames by Qin Yi.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

As the flames surged, the material quickly melted and turned into a liquid, and the magazines were expelled, becoming more and more pure.

An Yi watched quietly from the side, he knew that Qin Yi was refining his own sword, and when he succeeded, this sword would surely shock the whole world.

Pieces of material were thrown into the fire, and the liquids were also attracting each other to condense, gradually changing into the body of the sword.

The first thing to appear is the sword, and then the materials are mixed together, in order, quickly added in, and gathered to form the body.

Just like the birth of a baby and the process of growing up in the mother's womb, this sword is also growing and developing!

Gradually, the night turned black, and the red flames did not go out.

Qin Yi just sat here quietly cross-legged, carefully and earnestly replenishing every ounce of the sword, as if he was carving a precious work of art.

With this sword training, time became meaningless again.

In a blink of an eye, forty-nine days passed.

On this day, two people came to the place where Qin Yi was, a man and a woman. He was completely immersed in the process of refining the sword, and he could no longer see anything outside.

An Yi was startled, but the handsome man among the two put his index finger on his lips, making a gesture of silence.

Then, with serious eyes and worry, he looked at Qin Yi.

"This is doing something that is not violated by the world!"

"Grand Master Uncle!"