Emperor's Domination

After Li Qiye left the Mixian Temple, he entered the desert where money fell.

"My son, me, me, where are we going?" Ling Ximo who followed Li Qiye asked timidly.

"If you have enough time, go to a place to have a look, or have a chance to retrieve the sword grave for you." Li Qiye said lightly: "But, if you really want to master it, you won't be able to do it by yourself. You must If there is something that can be used to spread the sword tomb, otherwise, even if it is found, it will be nothing more than looking at flowers in the fog and looking for the moon in the water."

Ling Ximo hesitated, and finally took out an ancient box. This ancient box was antique. She gave the ancient box to Li Qiye and said softly: "This, this, this is what our ancestors left behind. , The ancestor said that this is the key for us to retrieve the sword tomb. I wonder if the son can use it?"

Li Qiye opened the ancient box, and suddenly the sword aura filled him. He looked at it and said, "It is indeed Jianyi, but everything is not that simple. If you really want to take Jianfen back, it depends on whether you can bear it. "

"I, I will do my best." Ling Ximo hesitated, finally raised his head and looked at Li Qiye firmly.

Although she knew it was not easy, she would never give up no matter what the price was.

"That's good." Li Qiye nodded lightly, and said: "Then you must be psychologically prepared. This will be a hard journey, and pain is inevitable."

Ling Ximo nodded solemnly, her eyes were very firm, she was not afraid of all suffering.

Ling Ximo also gave this ancient box to Li Qiye. To her, to their Ling family, this ancient box was too important, and it was extremely important to their Ling family's survival.Such an important thing, logically speaking, she should not give it to anyone, after all, this thing is too precious.

What's more, she and Li Qiye met and didn't have any close friends.But I don't know why, at this moment, Ling Ximo trusts Li Qiye so much, more than anyone else.Although the things in the ancient box are extremely precious and even more important than her life, it can be said that even if she loses her life, she will not give it up.

But now she gave it to Li Qiye, and she was very relaxed in her heart. She didn't worry that Li Qiye would swallow her own things by herself. On the contrary, it was in Li Qiye's hands, more at ease than in her own hands.

Li Qiye didn't say much about Ling Ximo's handing over the ancient box to himself, so he put it away.

"Sold swords, sold swords, one is 5% off, two is 20%, ten is 60%, one hundred is negotiable..." However, Li Qiye and the others hadn’t gotten far before they heard something very familiar. The cries are loud.

At this time, I saw a man on the tidal flat ferry carrying a huge bag, hawking his bamboo sword, and boasting of his bamboo sword while selling it.

Besides Young Master Pingcheng, who else would do such a thing?

"Fairy, my bamboo sword in hand will definitely make you more elegant and beautiful. You will definitely become the No. 1 beauty of your school..." At this time, Young Master Pingcheng caught a group of young female monks who had just got off the boat. Immediately peddling his bamboo sword, his bright, sincere smile on his face was very attractive and easily moved.

"Are you the Young Master Pingcheng from Pingcheng?" The young female monks who were caught by the Young Master Pingcheng also pursed their lips and chuckled. They were also beautiful.

After all, Lord Pingcheng is one of the three sons of today. He is famous and he is a peerless genius. Both his status and appearance are very attractive. What's more, Lord Pingcheng is so close to people, not superior at all, most of the women are young. The female monks are willing to be friends with him.

"It is, beautiful fairies like you, must come to our Pingcheng, a small place like ours Pingcheng, if the people can see the fairies' beauty, they will be frightened, and they will be lucky for three lives." The young man smiled brightly. Although he was exaggerating the female monks in front of him, he did not appear to be exaggerated.

Many of the monks who passed by all shook their heads with a wry smile, and many people found it interesting. The strange behavior of Young Master Heicheng is almost accustomed to everyone.

"Then each of us will buy one." Finally, under the sincere and brilliant smile of Young Master Pingcheng, these girls were moved by him, and they paid for bamboo swords.

In fact, the bamboo swords of Mr. Pingcheng are not worth so much money, but many people are willing to buy the bamboo swords of Mr. Pingcheng. This is not because of the value of the bamboo sword, but because they are willing to make friends with Mr. Pingcheng. A friend of.

"Walk slowly, fairies, come to Pingcheng to play when you have time." After selling the bamboo sword, Young Master Pingcheng still smiled brightly and was extremely enthusiastic.

"Ha, brother, we meet again." When Li Qiye was preparing to cross the river with Ling Ximo, Young Master Pingcheng suddenly appeared in front of Li Qiye, with a bright and sincere smile on his face.

"Brother, buy a bamboo sword." Upon seeing Li Qiye, Young Master Pingcheng immediately sold his bamboo sword.

The appearance of Young Master Pingcheng made Ling Ximo who was standing behind Li Qiye want to laugh but dare not think about it. She didn't understand. As Young Master Pingcheng, she didn't need to be a hawker at all, and she didn't need to sell her own bamboo at all. Sword, but he just carried a large bag of bamboo swords to people everywhere, and she couldn't understand the meaning of this.

"Don't buy it." Li Qiye was lack of interest and refused.

"Big brother, the first time we met, it was a friend, and when we met again, it was a brother. We have met twice, and then it is really a brother." Young Master Pingcheng immediately put a bamboo sword into Li Qiye's hand. , Full of sincerity, said: "Then this bamboo sword will serve as a meeting gift for my eldest brother."

Li Qiye couldn't help but smiled, and thought Young Master Pingcheng was interesting, and took a look at the bamboo sword in his hand.

The bamboo sword of Young Master Heicheng is nothing gorgeous. It is completely cut from old bamboo. It can only be said that it is cut very carefully, and every detail is in place.

"Every bamboo sword is made by myself, and each bamboo sword has its aura, unique, and each bamboo sword is different." Young Master Pingcheng hurriedly said to Li Qiye.

"Nice sword." Li Qiye gently slid his fingers across the blade, nodded, and gave a compliment.

"Yes, a good sword." Hearing Li Qiye's appreciation, Young Master Pingcheng smiled suddenly and brighter, and said with a smile: "One sword in my hand, I have the world; two swords in my hand, unique to all generations; With three swords in hand, sword formations are everywhere..."

Hearing Young Master Pingcheng boasting such self-promotion, Ling Ximo wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to laugh. She also felt that a bamboo sword could not be so precious.

"Big brother, do you want to buy one? How about buy one get three free?" Young Master Pingcheng said with a smile, "This bamboo sword is taken from our Pingcheng ancestral bamboo. You know, Pingcheng’s ancestral bamboo is the root of our Pingcheng. It is also the treasure of our Pingcheng, and at the same time a major treasure of our Panlong Taoism. It represents the symbol of our Panlong Taoism. It has also been connected to the veins of our Panlong Taoism..."

At this time, Young Master Pingcheng was boasting endlessly. If Young Master Pingcheng didn't mention the Benlong Taoist school himself, everyone would have forgotten that he was a disciple of the Crylong Taoist family, and Pingcheng was just an ancient city of the Benlong Taoist school.

"Humph, a big sigh." Just when Young Master Pingcheng was boasting himself, a cold snort rang and said coldly: "Pingcheng, Yan is qualified to represent the Panlong Taoism!"

This sudden sound interrupted Young Master Pingcheng's words, which was very abrupt, causing many passing cultivators to stop and watch.

I saw that an old man had just got off the boat with a group of strong monks, he interrupted Young Master Pingcheng without mercy.

This old man was wearing a dragon robe, with a big sword in his arms, and his cold air was very cold. His whole body exuded the breath of true gods, and his breath was bullying. Especially his eyes were so sharp that people did not dare to look directly.

"It's the emperor of the Five Sacred Kingdoms." Seeing this old man, many cultivators who were present recognized him, and they whispered and said, "There are many powerful people in the Five Sage Kingdoms."

"Miao Lei of the Five Saint Kingdoms, it seems that Panlong Dao Tong is a play to watch." The elders with great education looked at this old man with a lively appearance.

"Isn't the Five Saint Kingdoms also the border country of the Benlong Taoist lineage? Young Master Pingcheng is also born in the Benlong Taoist lineage. They seem to be enemies." A young monk whispered to his elders when he saw this scene.

"This is related to the root of Panlong Taoism." An elder smiled and said.

"Why, Lord Miao, we Pingcheng cannot represent the Panlong Taoist lineage, can you not represent the Panlong Taoist lineage for your Five Holy Kingdoms?" To Miao Lei's words, Young Master Pingcheng still smiles.

"Benlong Taoist lineage is controlled by the Eight-armed Dynasty, and only the Eight-armed Dynasty can represent the Panlong Taoist lineage." Miao Lei said coldly.

"Oh, do you mean Moon Worship Sect?" Young Master Pingcheng smiled and said, "Moon Worship Sect would dare to claim to be orthodox? It's just a parasite of the benlong Taoist tradition. Dove occupy the magpie's nest. I didn't seek authority. , That is already seeking well-being for the people of Panlong Dao Tong."

"You--" Mr. Pingcheng's words suddenly changed Miao Lei's expression.

When these words came out, many people present looked at each other. Those who knew knew well, and the young people who didn't know were confused.

"What the hell is going on?" Some young people couldn't figure it out. It seemed that the Young Master Pingcheng, who was born in the Benlong Taoist school, was not in harmony with the Benlong Taoist school.

"This is the orthodox struggle of the benlong Daoist." An elder whispered: "The benlong Daoist was created by the ancestor Benlong. The eight-armed dynasty now in power is a latecomer and is also the legendary moon worship. teach."

"Where is Young Master Pingcheng?" Some people also heard some clues, and it seemed that Young Master Pingcheng didn't pay attention to the Eight-armed Dynasty either.

"Prince Pingcheng is a mystery." An elder shook his head slightly and said, "However, it is said that Pingcheng was the birthplace of Panlong. No one knows whether it is true or not."