Time flies!

There are ten days left before the Tianshu Conference.

In Julu City, more and more powerful people gather, and once a century-old Tianshu Conference, Julu Academy now becomes the protagonist of the East. Masters gather, and even the number of powerful people in the Void Realm is huge.

In the entire Julu City, a tiger, hidden dragon, and undercurrents surging.

Eastern Palace!

The hall was wide open, and Miaomiao lay lazily on a small tea chair to rest. A small table was placed in the center of the hall, and Yan Chuan was drinking tea with a short-haired woman and chatting about something.

A short-haired woman was wearing strong clothes, and a sharp heroic spirit flashed between her eyebrows.

It was the 'Emperor' who had been away for several years.

"When I came just now, I saw that the sword energy was lingering around the outer edge of the Eastern Palace. Did you set up a formation?" The emperor said lightly as he drank tea.

"The Heavenly Sect Conference is approaching, and the number of cultivators in the Void Realm gathers more and more. You must be in case of accidents. But you, with your eyesight, can actually see the formation outside!" Yan Chuan took a sip of tea and smiled lightly.

"I've been here for three days. There are rumors outside that you are going to compete for the Conquest of the Gods?" the emperor asked in a deep voice.

"Not bad? Why are you?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"I want 'Tiance'." The emperor said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan said unexpectedly.

"My sword, can you feel your sword, which means that your sword also condenses the sword spirit?" The emperor looked at the Jade Emperor Sword on Yan Chuan's back.

"good!"

"Since the sword spirit was born, it was not among the ninth grade. It seems that you have had adventures in the past few years!" The emperor nodded and sighed.

"How did your father investigate what happened back then?" Yan Chuan asked.

"There are some clues!" The emperor shook his head, unwilling to say more.

"I have sorted out some information from more than 6,000 years ago and I will give it to you later. As for whether it is useful, you can read it yourself!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath and said.

"Thank you!" Huang nodded. His eyes were slightly softer.

This time I came here to ask Yan Chuan to help me collect some information. After all, Yan Chuan has been in Julu City for about two years. Julu City must have the most historical information.

I don’t expect Yan Chuan to be ready early!

The emperor didn't like to talk much and drank tea quietly.

"Are you fighting for Tian Ce to establish a sect?" Yan Chuan asked.

"It's almost the same, but I don't like building it. I set up a sect, recruit twelve disciples, and fulfill my father's last wish!" the emperor said lightly.

"The Twelve Disciples? I don't know how many sword-cultivation wishes can be learned under the sword demon!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

The emperor still had a faint face and continued to drink tea.

Yan Chuan knew that it was not because the emperor looked down on her, but because her personality was determined. Moreover, Yan Chuan had never seen the emperor laugh until today.

While the two were drinking tea, suddenly, clouds and mists outside swayed.

"The Saint is here!" Qinglong's excited voice came from outside the hall.

The green dragon and the white dragon immediately ran to the square.

"Hmm?" Yan Chuan's expression moved. He stood up and walked out of the hall.

The emperor looked at Yan Chuan and saw that he had no dissatisfaction. He had this kind of personality. He didn't need to be too polite.

Yan Chuan walked out of the hall.

Ten figures fell on the square.

Mo Yuxi, Zhuque, Xuanwu, Mr. Wenruo, Gu Yue Shengzi, and five strange faces.

The Holy Son of Gu Yue? A trace of surprise flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes. Why did he come?

"Greetings to the Saint!" Qinglong and Bailong said respectfully.

"Yeah!" Mo Yuxi nodded and turned to look at Yan Chuan.

Seeing Yan Chuan, Mo Yuxi smiled softly, and this smile seemed to be filled with endless longing.

Although he was unaware of why the Holy Son of Gu Yue came, Yan Chuan looked at Mo Yuxi and still smiled with trust. This smile made a hint of emotion flash in Mo Yuxi's eyes and walked slowly.

"Meow, Sister Mo is here?" Meow Meow woke up at some point and jumped over.

"Meow?" Mo Yuxi's eyes were also happy.

With a turn of hand, a colorful small stone piece suddenly appeared in the palm of the palm. The small stone piece was very small, but it exuded a powerful energy breath.

"Meow?" Meow's eyes suddenly became heart-shaped.

"This is a fragment of the immortal stone that I accidentally got. I wonder if you like it?" Mo Yuxi said with a smile.

"Meow, I like it, it's great, it's great, Sister Mo is the most beautiful!" Meow immediately felt like oil was applied to her mouth.

"Splitter of immortal stone? Saint Yuxi, this is an immortal object given by the Holy Lord. You just gave it to a kitten?" Saint Son Gu Yue said in a deep voice.

"You girl, you are a cat! Meow!" Meow Meow said angrily.

"Serious beast, what did you say?" A big bearded man behind the Holy Son of Gu Yue suddenly glared at his eyes, and a powerful aura gushed out.

Mo Yuxi's face darkened, and she waved her hand, and a powerful aura hit the strong man's aura back.

"Chang San, you don't have the time to speak here!" Mo Yuxi glared at her eyes.

The bearded man who called Chang San glared at Mo Yuxi, took a deep breath and said, "Yes!"

Instead, Mo Yuxi looked at the Holy Son of Gu Yue and said, "Son of Gu Yue, the fragments of the fairy stone belong to me. How to deal with it, it's not your turn to say. Also, Meow Meow is not a cat, but a tiger!"

"Meow!" Meow Meow immediately said arrogantly.

"Tiger? Hehe!" The Holy Son of Gu Yue was not angry, but instead showed an elusive smile.

"Mr. Yan, long time no see!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled.

"Mr. Wenruo, I've been waiting for a long time!" Yan Chuan also smiled.

"Yan Chuan, I'll invite Mr. Wenruo to ask me for something!" Mo Yuxi took a deep breath and said.

"oh?"

In fact, when Yan Chuan saw the Holy Son of Gu Yue, he knew that things might not be that simple.

"I asked Mr. Wen Ruo for help, but I don't know what to do, so I will tell you about Daojun Maori!" Mo Yuxi said.

"Hmm?" Yan Chuan frowned.

Daojun on Mao Ri? Why is it him again?

"Yes, after my father learned about this, he decided to help you and send the four strongest people in the chess and calligraphy and painting in the Holy Land of Dazhao. Wen Ruo is responsible for painting. This is the King of Qin, this is the King of Chess, and this is the King of Books. They are all sent by my father to help you! You should thank my father!" Gu Yue Shengzi said lightly.

"I've seen Mr. Yan!"

Behind the Holy Son of Gu Yue, three men in Confucian robe walked out and looked proudly at Yan Chuan, the King of Qin, the King of Chess, and the King of Books?

King of Qin, King of Chess, King of Books, Yan Chuan looked at the three of them, with a trace of disdain in his eyes. The so-called bottles are not moved and half a bottle shakes. The three of them are inferior to others, and they even claim to be kings in various fields. Yan Chuan was inexplicably looked down upon.

"Hahahaha, no need, it's enough to have Mr. Wenruo! I'm ready for the piano, chess and books!" Yan Chuan shook his head and smiled.

"Oh? Are you prepared? I wonder who is? Can you compare with King Qin and the others?" The Holy Son of Gu Yue raised his eyebrows.

Seeing the expression of the Saint Son of Gu Yue flashing away, Yan Chuan suddenly felt that it was unusual. The Taoist Lord Maori sent someone to help him? He was not familiar with Taoist Lord Maori at all, so he must have another idea.

"Haha, you will know when you see it!" Yan Chuan said with a quiet smile.

"Mr. Wang, some people doubt your piano skills!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

While speaking, a gate of a side hall opened with a bang.

Wang Zhu stepped out and walked towards Yanchuan.

"It's you?" The Holy Son of Gu Yue's eyes turned cold.

"Son of Gu Yue, don't be fine! I wonder which one is the King of Qin? The Qin skills can surpass the ones, so it's easy to ask for advice!" Wang Zhu said with a smile.

The opposite Qin King suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Hahaha, it's you? Last time you and I played the piano, did you make progress again? Wang Zhu is looking forward to it!" Wang Zhu immediately smiled.

King Qin took a deep breath and sighed slightly: "Son of the Holy Son, I am defeated by the King Spider!"

The eyes of the Holy Son of Gu Yue flashed. But his face still showed a calm expression: "I didn't expect that Yan Chuan? You are also a good method. You actually invited Wang Zhu!"

"Yan Chuan's love from Daojun Maori, I'm grateful for it! I wonder what the so-called Holy Son of Gu Yue came to Julu City this time?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

At this moment, Yan Chuan was no longer as cautious as before, but faced the Holy Son of Gu Yue very calmly, and even in his voice, he felt condescending. The Holy Son of Gu Yue felt very unhappy.

The existence like an ant in front of me actually has no awe of me?

Awe? How could Yan Chuan be in awe of a person who wants to kill him several times?

Mo Yuxi said, "This time, in addition to Mr. Wen Ruo, King of Qin, King of Chess, and King of Books, he also transferred Chang San and Chang Si two brothers to assist the Holy Son of Gu Yue to compete for the Tian Ce!"

"Fight for the Tian Ce?" Yan Chuan suddenly narrowed his eyes.
To be continued...