As Lord Tingfeng sat down, the swordsman ancestor continued to wait for others to enter.

The Lord of Tingfeng City accompanied him throughout the whole process. He strictly followed Qin Yichen's instructions, only doing some household chores outside and talking about trivial matters in the sky.

These topics will not arouse the kendo ancestor's disgust. As for whether he is interested or not, it doesn't matter at all.

All the kendo ancestor needs is someone to be respectful in front of him and have the attitude they should have after being appreciated by him.

As long as the kendo ancestor doesn't react harshly, it won't hurt even if he talks about shit.

Not long after, Han Sanjian led ten young men to the kendo ancestor.

Han Sanjian was different from other city lords in that he did not salute, but instead clasped his hands in fists.

"I have met the ancestor of swordsmanship and the sword emperor of Cangzhou."

"The city lord is seriously ill and has ordered me to take these young people to open their eyes. The young people are naughty. If I offend you, I hope you two adults will forgive me."

When the kendo ancestor was about to dismiss it casually, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a young man's feet.

It coincides with yin and yang, contains eight trigrams, and is an excellent choice between advancement and retreat.

The kendo ancestor almost stood up in excitement.

Looking at the young man again, he looks a bit delicate, but delicateness is just the appearance. Under this humble appearance, there is a touch of unbreakable tenacity.

The more the kendo ancestor looked at him, the more satisfied he became. This kid was definitely a rising star in kendo! He stood up, and before the kendo ancestor could speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of another boy next to him.

He has messy hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a rough face. At first glance, he looks like a glaring King Kong.

Such magnanimity made the swordsman ancestor slightly shocked.

"He is a good prospect for body training. Unfortunately, the method of body training has been lost for a long time. I wonder if we can find a suitable master for him."

Just as the swordsman ancestor was looking back and forth at the ten people, the Cangzhou Sword Emperor stood up.

He looked at Han Sanjian with doubts in his eyes.

"Are you the master of these young men?"

Han Sanjian didn't dare to make a mistake in front of someone like Cangzhou Sword Emperor, so he returned with fists in hand.

"The master of these ten young men is not me, but a strange master. He came to my floating city a few years ago and ate and drank freely for ten years. It was Mr. Feng who insisted on taking care of this man's food and drink.

Before he left, he selected ten children and gave them this opportunity."

Cangzhou Sword Emperor came to Han Sanjian in an instant, with an anxious look on his face.

"Where is that senior? Please take me to see him. My previous words still stand. As long as you agree, you will be in charge of thousands of cities in Cangzhou. As long as I, the Sword Emperor, am still alive, no one will get involved in Cangzhou!

"

But after this short period of time, the benefits proposed by the Cangzhou Sword Emperor doubled again. Previously, he only promised to give up the Cangzhou Thousand Cities, but now he has even set out conditions to personally protect the Cangzhou Thousand Cities.

This time, the value of Cangzhou Qiancheng increased dozens of times.

A large enough territory requires strong enough strength to guard it. However, what the Cangzhou Sword Emperor said just now is tantamount to using his own lifespan as a measuring stick to ensure the safety of the thousands cities in Cangzhou.

Moreover, the Cangzhou Sword Emperor was so powerful and in his prime, his lifespan could be regarded as almost infinite.

Ordinary mortals cannot survive this god even if they survive for thousands of generations.

The Cangzhou Sword Emperor was almost possessed, staring at Han Sanjian.

"It must be the sword mark left by that senior!"

"Only a senior like that can teach such ten completely different geniuses!"

The Cangzhou Sword Emperor was very excited. If it weren't for the swordsman ancestor beside him, he would have asked Han Sanjian to take him there immediately.

As expected, the kendo ancestor beside him couldn't sit still.

"Han Sanjian, where is this senior? He has taught ten people so wonderfully. I have to pay him a visit and let him work in the Supreme God's Court, and give him the best treatment.

Heroes must not be allowed to decline, and they must not be buried in the dust in obscurity.”

Han Sanjian lowered his head and sighed.

"That senior passed away two years ago."

Han Sanjian said it euphemistically. As for the truth of the matter, he was not afraid of these two people going to investigate.

Mr. Feng did take in such a person, but that person was just because he could chat with Mr. Feng and spoke with the accent of Mr. Feng's hometown, which made Mr. Feng feel compassionate.

The courtyard where Qin Yichen lived a year ago was prepared for the old man.

Everything can be accounted for correctly, and the only people who know the truth are these ten young men, as well as Mr. Feng and Han Sanjian.

As long as they keep their mouths shut, no one can pry the truth out of their mouths.

The kendo ancestor secretly winked at his men and asked them to check it out.

The Cangzhou Sword Emperor on the side could only watch. He didn't have many close followers outside of Cangzhou.

In the midst of the ordinary chit-chat of Kendo Patriarch La, the time of burning incense passed quickly. The Kendo Patriarch was still talking to ten young people about his practice experience. Suddenly, he stopped for a moment.

Just shook his head.

"It's a pity that such a genius has declined silently. It is really a pity."

After feeling regretful for a while, the swordsman ancestor turned to look at the Cangzhou Sword Emperor aside and moved his lips.

"After today, I will go to my senior's house to pay my respects. Before that, I ask your city lord to save my senior's burial place for me."

Cangzhou Sword Emperor sneered.

He knew better than anyone what the kendo ancestor had planned, which was to see if there was any chance of passing through the tomb.

Although this would give the swordsman ancestor a chance to defeat him, the Cangzhou Sword King was not afraid at all.

Because it can be seen from the previous sword mark that the ancestor of swordsmanship is just a mere name, and even his vision is average.

"Perhaps I have been pampered and pampered in the Supreme Court for so long that I have even lost my keen sense of the way of the sword."

Cangzhou Sword Emperor shook his head, not paying attention to this small variable at all.

He also didn't believe that things would change because of the kendo ancestor's decision.

In front of such a strong man, just trying to figure out what he left behind is far less powerful than his personal teachings.

Although he felt contempt in his heart, what the Cangzhou Sword Emperor was really thinking about was how to sneak in.

This is the tomb of a senior. If you don’t go in and take a look, it would be a waste of natural resources.

After a period of comfort, the kendo ancestor suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Why is it that it's this hour and the Lord of Light hasn't arrived yet?"

The swordsman ancestor changed the topic at the right time. He had been lingering on these trivial matters for too long. The Lord of Light had not arrived yet. Could it be that he did not want to be the Xucheng and avoided the face-to-face challenge with the Supreme Court?

Just when the swordsman ancestor looked puzzled, the Cangzhou Sword Emperor on the side saw Qing Jia walking up to the high platform silently.

Glancing at this person in confusion, Cangzhou Sword Emperor frowned.
Chapter completed!