Taiyi frowned slightly when he saw that Ji Tianxing did not take the matter seriously and treated it as a joke.
He looked at Ji Tianxing firmly and said, "As the heir to the Imperial Court of the Water Race, I will keep my word. I will not go back on my words."
Ji Tianxing stopped smiling when he saw that Taiyi was serious. He said seriously, "Alright, let's not talk about being a follower. Let's not talk about this anymore.
If you're willing, let's be friends and call each other brothers. What do you think? "
Taiyi was stunned and looked at him with a complicated expression. He cupped his hands and praised from the bottom of his heart, "Brother Tianxing, I had some opinions about you in the past and had some unpleasant experiences with you.
That's because I'm proud and arrogant, and I'm jealous of your talent. Now that I've gotten to know you, I've seen your extraordinary talent and noble character, which makes me admire you greatly.
This Monarch has never made friends, much less sworn brothers, but you are an exception.
From now on, you are my brother. If you need my help in the future, I will not hesitate to help! "
Ji Tianxing nodded and said with a smile, "If that's the case, I'll thank you first."
Taiyi thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "Brother Tianxing, I heard that you killed Murong Lingfeng and the four masters when you left Zhongzhou.
You were not in Zhongzhou for the past year. The Murong family could not find you even if they wanted to take revenge.
But now that you are back, the Murong family will not let you go. You have to be prepared.
If you want to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, this Monarch will certainly lend you a hand.
The Imperial Court of the Water Race has a huge network and spies in Zhongzhou. It will be easy to deal with the Murong family.
Don't worry, if the Imperial Court of the Water Race investigates, I will take responsibility. I will let the Imperial Court of the Water Race negotiate with the Imperial Court of the Water Race. I will not let you take the blame. "
Ji Tianxing waved his hand and said with a smile, "Taiyi, thank you for your kindness. I have just returned to Zhongzhou. I will observe the current situation and then make a plan.
As for the Murong family, I don't care about them at all. They can't threaten me anyway.
The Murong family was nothing to worry about. What was really troublesome for me was the power behind the Murong family. That was my real target.
If we deal with the Murong family now, we will only alert the enemy and make them take precautions. "
Taiyi's eyes immediately lit up. He nodded solemnly and said, "That's right. I've heard about this a long time ago. The Murong clan is working for the third prince of the human imperial court.
A few years ago, Murong Ling Feng had visited this Monarch several times and tried every possible means to curry favor with this Monarch, wanting to rope this Monarch in.
At that time, I knew that Murong Lingfeng was working for Third Prince Long Zai Tian.
However, this Monarch despises Murong Lingfeng, that sissy who is neither a man nor a woman, the most. This Monarch didn't give him any face and had the guards chase him away several times. "
Hearing the word 'sissy', Ji Tianxing's eyes flashed with a strange smile.
Taiyi continued, "Brother Tianxing, Third Prince Long Zai Tian is not someone to be underestimated. He is ambitious and ruthless. His methods are very sinister and despicable.
If you want to deal with him, you have to be careful and make ample preparations.
This Monarch can help you gather information and investigate the Third Prince. This will allow you to know yourself and your enemy. It will be easier to deal with him. "
Ji Tianxing nodded and said, "That's good. Then I'll leave it to you."
Taiyi said solemnly, "Leave this to me. I'll give you an answer within half a month at most."
Then, the two talked about the situation in the imperial court.
After a quarter of an hour, Taiyi bid farewell and left Tianxing Palace.
Ji Tianxing had just walked out of the guest hall and was about to return to his room.
Another guard hurried over and respectfully presented a letter.
"Reporting to Region Lord, this is a letter sent by the guards of Xing Yue Village. They asked this subordinate to present it to you."
"Xing Yue Village?" Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, 'Is it Kun Wu or Ke Ke? Why don't we meet and talk about it? '
He took the letter back to his room and opened it. He saw a few lines of beautiful handwriting on the letter. It was Ke Ke's handwriting.
"Brother Tianxing, Brother Kun Wu and I have to return to the imperial court. The situation is urgent, so we didn't have time to say goodbye to you in person. Please forgive us.
Several Demon Marshals led hundreds of thousands of Demon Army to attack the borders of Xi Huang. They attacked cities and plundered lands along the way, slaughtering the people of the Demon Race.
The war is urgent. Brother Kun Wu has to return to the imperial court and lead the army with Father. I also have to go back to cultivate and comprehend secret techniques.
The situation in Zhongzhou is not peaceful either. Brother Tianxing, you must take care of your body and be careful.
Don't worry, Ke Ke will work hard to improve her strength and become as strong as you as soon as possible … "
Ji Tianxing looked at these beautiful words, and Ke's beautiful face appeared in his mind. Her charming and cute smiling face.
He could see Ke Ke's determination and her longing and reluctance to part with him from the words.
After a long time, he put the letter away and smiled. He sighed and said to himself, "Ke Ke has finally grown up."
Then, he gave some instructions to the guards and entered the secret room to cultivate.
He had just reached the second level of the Spirit Cultivation Realm not long ago and his strength was not stable yet. He had to cultivate hard to strengthen his foundation.
Most importantly, he had always been thinking about the Nine Swords of the Burial Of Heaven!
Since the Burial Of Heaven taught him the Nine Swords of the Burial Of Heaven, he had only cultivated the first move, the Sword Drawing Style.
The power of the Sword Drawing Style was far beyond all the trump cards he had cultivated. It showed him the power of the Nine Swords of the Burial Of Heaven.
Now that he had settled down, he couldn't wait to continue cultivating the second move.
He sat cross-legged in the secret room and communicated with the Burial Of Heaven with his Divine Soul. He asked, "Burial Of Heaven, I plan to cultivate in seclusion for ten days. Can you teach me the second move of the Burial Of Heaven?"
The Burial Of Heaven was sleeping in the divine sword, quietly recovering its strength.
After a while, it said in a low and serious tone, "Teaching you the second move is of course no problem, but you have to remember, don't bite off more than you can chew. You have to do it step by step.
Also, cultivating the Nine Swords of the Burial Of Heaven is not suitable in a secret room. It is difficult to use.
I suggest you sacrifice your Divine Soul and enter the Kenshin's tomb to cultivate. Only then can you achieve twice the result with half the effort. "
"Okay!" Ji Tianxing nodded and followed its suggestion. His Divine Soul entered the Kenshin's tomb.
"Swoosh!"
His golden Sword Soul entered the Kenshin's tomb and appeared in the gray and cold wasteland.
The Sword Soul quickly turned into a human and flew to the end of the wasteland, near the eighteen tombstones.
Then, the Burial Of Heaven said in a serious tone, "The first move of the Burial Of Heaven's Nine Swords is the Sword Drawing Style, and the second move is the Sword Piercing Style.
Although the name of this sword move is as ordinary and mediocre as the first move.
But this is a sword that has been tempered thousands of times and merged with all the sword moves in the world. It is a divine sword that is simple.
When this sword is used, a cold star illuminates the sky!
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