Ye Futian was silent for a moment when he heard the Village Chief's words. The ban was lifted, and Emperor Xia personally summoned all the saints to the Upper Worlds. No one was allowed to spread any news of the battle, or the holy land would be destroyed.
The people of the holy lands might not know the specific reason, but how could he not know? It must have something to do with him. Otherwise, why would Emperor Xia mobilize so many people?
The Sacred War broke out in the Nine States, and Emperor Xia only said a few words and set the rules of the Sacred War. This time, he summoned all the saints to the Upper Worlds, which showed how important it was. Who would dare to spread it? This did not just involve individuals, but the entire holy land. Once Emperor Xia found out which holy land the news came from, he would make that holy land disappear.
Ye Futian did not understand why Emperor Xia did this. Was the purpose of sealing the news so that he did not want to kill him?
He did not understand. Was there something behind this?
Although Emperor Xia was in charge of a realm, he was not comparable to Donghuang the Great, the master of the Divine Prefecture. Donghuang the Great had sent cultivators to capture him twice, and he did not believe that Emperor Xia did not know about it. It might even have something to do with Emperor Xia. But this time, why did no one come to capture him?
Or, was it just that they had not arrived yet?
After all, he was in the Nine States. If Emperor Xia wanted to capture him, he could do so at any time.
"In addition, Emperor Xia also punished Zhisheng Cliffs and removed them from the holy land of Yu State. The Stone Saint of Yu State took over. In addition, Emperor Xia grounded Saint Ji for ten years. Within ten years, he was not allowed to step out of the Hall of Holy Light." The Village Chief continued. Zhisheng Cliffs had lost its status as a holy land. Moreover, Saint Zhi had violated the rules of Emperor Xia, so Zhisheng Cliffs was naturally removed.
Saint Ji, when Saint Zhi violated the rules of Emperor Xia, stood in his way.
For that, Saint Ji was grounded for ten years.
"Who were those nine people? Who made Saint Zhi do this? "Ye Futian asked." Were they from the Upper Worlds? "
Saint Zhi had entered the Saint Plane, and not just the first plane. If there was no reason for him to do this, he would not believe it. Those nine cultivators were obviously not from Zhisheng Cliffs.
The Village Chief shook his head. "Emperor Xia should have investigated this matter, but we do not know the details."
Ye Futian nodded and said nothing.
"After the saints returned from the Upper Worlds, the saints of the holy lands gathered all those who participated in the battle, and only released the cultivators who were not from the holy lands after a few days. They must have made all the necessary arrangements and sealed their mouths. Otherwise, Emperor Xia would have questioned their holy lands. After that, Saint Ji, Saint Xihua, and the saints of the six holy lands gathered. They must have known of the crisis." The Village Chief continued, "The six holy lands suffered greatly in that battle. Now in the Qi State, the Qi clan has also seized a lot of territory from the Hall of Holy Light. It is said that some of the top forces in the Qi State have begun to draw closer to the Qi clan, intentionally or otherwise distancing themselves from the Hall of Holy Light. In addition, the affiliated forces of the six holy lands are now in a state of panic. I think it will be impossible for them to gather an army to launch such a battle in the future."
Ye Futian naturally understood. When the seven holy lands joined forces to besiege the Holy Zhi Palace, everyone in the Nine States thought that the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State would be destroyed. The forces of the seven holy lands did not dare to disobey, and there were even people who wanted to get a piece of the pie.
But after that battle, those who participated in the battle naturally understood what was going on, and those who did not participate in the battle did not dare to oppose the Holy Zhi Palace anymore. This was the impact of that battle.
Now, many of the holy lands of the Nine States were probably in a state of panic, and there were holy lands that were ready to make a move, such as the Qi clan. The Hall of Holy Light had suffered greatly, and they had the Holy Zhi Palace as their enemy. Saint Ji was also under house arrest. This kind of opportunity was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Everyone should have felt that the situation in the Nine States was about to change, and it might be a drastic change.
Now, the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State, which was once the weakest holy land in the Nine States, had four saints.
Saint Jiang, who was ranked second on the Saint Ranking, and Yaya, who had activated the sword matrix to kill Saint Zhi. Many who had participated in that battle speculated that Yaya might have the soul of the Sword Saint of the Void in her body, and that she had reincarnated to cultivate in her body. It was not as simple as a sword spirit. There was also the Village Chief and Douzhan.
The Holy Zhi Palace alone had four saints.
As for those below the Saint Plane, Ye Futian had not been killed. He alone was like an army of thousands, and in the battlefield, no one could stop him.
How could the six holy lands not panic?
"When will you return?" asked the Village Chief.
Ye Futian closed his eyes. When would he return?
The ban on the Nine States had been lifted, but had his crisis also been lifted?
He did not know.
Ye Futian glanced at the Master and Masteress and said softly, "You go back to the Holy Zhi Palace first. I want to have some peace for a while."
"The Lady asked me to follow you," said the Village Chief. Now, Ye Futian was invincible below the Saint Plane, but if those holy lands were to take the risk and have another incident with Saint Zhi, it would not be good. With him watching, it would be relatively safe, unless Saint Xihua, the Great Zhou Sacred King, and other top figures did not care about their lives and wanted to exchange their lives with Ye Futian. He could not stop them, but they would not.
"It seems that Yaya still recognizes me as her brother." Ye Futian revealed a gentle smile.
The Village Chief's expression was a little strange.
"There is one more thing. After the Saints descended, the Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Xihua joined forces to go to the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple, but the Glass Saint was always on guard against them and left early. The cultivators of the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple also scattered and were not found," continued the Village Chief.
Ye Futian naturally knew the Great Zhou Sacred King's obsession. Now, the Holy Zhi Palace could not be easily taken down, even if they were at the Saint Plane. Saint Jiang and Yaya were there, and without a top figure like Saint Ji, who would dare to act rashly?
After all, no one knew what level Yaya's strength was at.
So, they could only pick the weakest Glass Saint.
…
Ye Futian did not go back. He remained in Qingzhou City, living the same life as before. Perhaps it had become a habit.
But what was different from before was that Ye Futian finally began to cultivate again.
Every morning, he would practice boxing, meditate, feel the power of the rules of heaven and earth, and occasionally cultivate the halberd techniques.
During the day, he would accompany the Master and Masteress, chat, play chess, or take a walk in the city. At night, he would go to Qingzhou Lake.
This simple life repeated for several months, and the Master and Masteress were finally willing to go out of the courtyard and stroll in Qingzhou City. This was a trivial matter, but it put Ye Futian in a very good mood for the whole day.
Of course, he understood that the Master and Masteress had not gotten over Jieyu's departure. He was the same, so he could understand how the Master and Masteress felt. There was a big reason why he did not leave. He hoped that one day, he would not completely forget, but he would be able to let it go and find the meaning of life again.
The 10,017th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar gradually came to an end. The atmosphere in Qingzhou City became more lively, and many people who had gone out to train also came.
And the end of every year was the most beautiful time of Qingzhou Lake, and this year was no exception.
Qingzhou Lake was brightly lit, and boats came and went. There were many ordinary people selling fireworks and snacks on the shore. After all, Qingzhou City was not like the outside world, where everyone was a powerful cultivator. There were many ordinary people here.
On the shore of Qingzhou Lake, the sound of guqin was melodious, and many people were already used to it.
From time to time, a small boat would pass by Ye Futian, and the woman in the boat would tease the young man in white by the lake. Naturally, there would be no response. They were all used to it, and it had become a habit for many people.
Nowadays, the people who talked about Ye Futian had gradually decreased. People were forgetful. No matter how legendary the legend was in the past, now Ye Futian was more like an ordinary person. Many people had gradually forgotten the stories of the past, and only felt that the hero was past his prime. They also believed that Ye Futian might have provoked a strong enemy in the outside world and had his cultivation destroyed, so he returned to Qingzhou City to live in seclusion.
Qin Yi and Feng Qingxue often came to the lake to chat with Ye Futian, which made people believe this judgment, and it moved many people. Presumably, Qin Yi and Feng Qingxue had once fallen in love with Ye Futian, otherwise they would not have been around him so often.
However, many people laughed and said that Yang Xiu was really generous. She did not mind at all, and even accompanied Ye Futian with her wife to listen to him play. Some people even secretly said that this guy was not afraid of being cheated on.
At the end of the song, Ye Futian put away the guqin. Behind Ye Futian, a woman walked forward and gently put a cloak on him. Everyone at Qingzhou Lake was gloomy when they saw this scene. Ye Futian was indeed a legendary figure. Even though he was now down and out, he was still surrounded by beautiful women.
The woman who put the cloak on him had a very outstanding temperament. These days, she had been by his side, and it was Loulan Xue.
"Futian, the stars and the moon are inverted and reflected in the lake. Shall we go on a boat together?" Qin Yi walked up and said with a smile.
"Okay." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. Emperor Xia had not sent anyone to arrest him, and it seemed that he really did not intend to do anything to him. These days, his mood had gradually improved, and he was no longer as depressed as before.
"Let's go find a boat." Seeing that Ye Futian had agreed, Feng Qingxue pulled Yang Xiu away. A moment later, the two of them rowed a boat over. The group stepped onto the boat and enjoyed the beautiful scenery on the lake.
Ye Futian lay on the bow of the boat and looked at the sky full of stars and moon. There were a few stars that were particularly bright. There was an ancient legend that said that after people died, they would turn into stars. If this legend was true, then Jieyu would definitely be the brightest star.
A wind blew by Qingzhou Lake. Ye Futian frowned slightly, then sat up. He looked forward and saw that in front of him, there was a small boat rowing towards them. At the front of the boat stood a figure.
When Qin Yi and Feng Qingxue saw this voice, they were stunned. What a beautiful woman. Did such a woman really exist in the world? She stood there quietly, and it seemed that the whole world had lost its color.
The woman stepped out of the boat and actually walked straight towards them.
On the boat, Yu Sheng stood up and took a step forward.
Ye Futian waved his hand and saw that the woman had already walked in front of Ye Futian.
"You guys go back first," Ye Futian said to Qin Yi and the others.
"Let's go," Yu Sheng said in a low voice. Although Qin Yi and the others were a little worried, they still walked with Yu Sheng to the small boat in front of them and then left. Before they left, they still turned back to look at Ye Futian.
"When are you going back?" the woman sat next to Ye Futian and asked softly.
"How does the Glass Saint have time to come to this small town?" Ye Futian looked at the charming face of the woman beside him. He was a little surprised. He did not expect the Glass Saint to appear.
"The entire Nine States is waiting for news from you, but you hide in this small town playing guqin and rowing a boat with a beautiful woman by your side. How leisurely," the Glass Saint said coldly.
"What does it have to do with you?" Ye Futian said indifferently.
"Of course it has nothing to do with me. How many people from the Holy Zhi Palace died in that battle, and their bones are still warm. Your wife died because of you. What are you doing now? Feeling sad alone? Does it show how deep your love is when your hair turns white? "the Glass Saint said coldly." Taking a beauty to the lake and having fun. "
Ye Futian's expression did not change at all. The corner of his mouth curled up into an evil smile. He reached out and hooked his arm around the Glass Saint's slender waist, causing her body to stiffen. She turned her eyes and stared coldly at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian also stared into her eyes and said, "Back then, the imperial mausoleum promised to take sister Glass Saint into the harem. Are you already so impatient?"
PS: Thank you to "Zi Yu" and "Feixue" for the alliance!
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