In the attic in the backyard of Taixuan Tavern, Ye Futian returned. Two youths came over, a man and a woman, with extraordinary temperament.
"Brother Shen, I didn't expect your music to be appreciated by Empress Ji. Wonderful," the man said with a smile as he looked at Ye Futian. Said the man with a smile, looking at Ye Futian. Before, the Renhuang who had invited Ye Futian to be her musician was Empress Ji, who was quite famous in Taixuan City.
Empress Ji was free and easy, and her face was extremely beautiful. She was the goddess in the eyes of countless cultivators, but they only dared to look up to her and did not dare to fantasize about her. Even though Empress Ji was still single, she was still an empress.
"Mr. Shen's music is extraordinary and has a profound artistic conception. The moment the music starts, people can be immersed in it. It is normal for Empress Ji to appreciate it." The woman chuckled, and her eyes fell on Ye Futian's handsome face. They felt that they could not see through Ye Futian.
Judging from his temperament and musical attainments, Ye Futian seemed to be a disciple of a famous clan. His identity should not be ordinary. But although he called himself the Guqin Swordsman, everyone had only heard him play the guqin, and no one had seen him draw a sword.
There seemed to be a mysterious aura around him.
Moreover, with Ye Futian's attainments, he should not be willing to be a musician in a tavern. Although Taixuan Tavern was not an ordinary tavern, everyone knew who the owner of this tavern was.
"Don't praise me," Ye Futian responded with a smile.
The two looked at each other, shook their heads, and smiled bitterly. They still did not understand what Ye Futian wanted. If he were an ordinary person, it would be good to be a musician in Taixuan Tavern, but Ye Futian was obviously not ordinary. His realm and musical attainments could prove this.
"Brother Shen, would you like to come with me to see Master and try to become his disciple?" the young man asked again. His master was the House Lord of Taixuan Tavern.
Although he was just the House Lord of Taixuan Tavern, his status in Taixuan Region was extraordinary. Taixuan Tavern was the number one tavern in Taixuan City, and no one dared to make trouble at Taixuan Tavern because of the high status of the House Lord.
The City Lord of Taixuan City and the House Lord of Taixuan Tavern were actually brothers. This was something that everyone knew, and it was not a secret. Of course, in addition to their own status and strength, it was also because they had a super powerful teacher.
Therefore, it could be said that if the Tower Master of Taixuan Tavern wanted to accept disciples, it would cause a great sensation. Perhaps countless people in the Taixuan Region would want to become his disciple.
But when Ye Futian heard the young man's words, he seemed very indifferent. He shook his head expressionlessly. He had come to the restaurant, but he had not come for the House Master of Taixuan Restaurant.
"As expected." The young man looked at Ye Futian and still refused. This had happened many times.
Ye Futian didn't come to the restaurant to become his master's disciple. He was just testing Ye Futian with his question. Ye Futian rejected him without hesitation. He shook his head casually without any hesitation.
So, why did Ye Futian come to Taixuan Restaurant?
Over the past few days, he had not been able to find any clues.
"I'm going out for a walk." Ye Futian tidied up and said with a smile. Then he walked outside. The two of them looked at each other. It was still the same habit as before.
"Let's go," the young man whispered and then walked outside.
Walking out of the restaurant, Ye Futian walked forward. As the main city of the Taixuan Region, Taixuan City, this ancient city was extremely prosperous. There were many cultivators, and there were even many existences at the Renhuang level. It could definitely be called one of the strongest regions in the entire Higher Heavens Realm.
The status of the Taixuan Region in the Higher Heavens Realm was relatively transcendent because on Taixuan Mountain, there lived a super giant, a terrible figure who stood at the peak of the Higher Heavens Realm.
It was because of his existence that this place was called the Taixuan Region. Although he did not establish a sect or force, he had the same status as the Celestial Gate of Vast Heaven in Haotian City. He alone was a peak, and the several disciples he cultivated were all extremely dazzling figures.
Among them, there was the City Lord of Taixuan City and the Tower Master of Taixuan Tavern.
Ye Futian carefully looked at the scenery in the city. In this ancient city, people of the Saint Plane could be seen everywhere. It seemed that after arriving in the Nine Supreme Realms, the Saint Plane was no longer so scarce. This was probably the result of the geographical advantage of cultivation resources.
He sped up, and with every step he took, he disappeared from where he was in an instant. It was as if he had teleported away.
After he left, two figures appeared where he had been. They released their wills, but found that there was no trace of Ye Futian.
"So fast." The two of them looked at each other, then shook their heads with a wry smile and turned back. The speed of this musician was also terrifying, and they could not find him in an instant.
"Let's go to the Realm of Ruin," the man said.
"Go to the Realm of Ruin?" The woman looked at him with a smile and said, "I heard that the sister of the City Lord will also be there."
"Don't think too much about it. It is said that a master has recently appeared in the Realm of Ruin, and many people are preparing to meet him. There will indeed be people going to Uncle Master's place," the young man said casually, and the two of them walked in one direction.
The Realm of Ruin was an extremely prestigious place in Taixuan City, and it was a trial place for countless cultivators in Taixuan City.
The entrance to the Realm of Ruin was located in the center of Taixuan City. There was an extremely wonderful place here. In front of it was like an illusory ruin, shrouded by an invisible brilliance, and if one touched it, it would be an existence of nothingness.
In front of this illusory ruin, there was a door, which was the extremely famous door to the Realm of Ruin.
Through this giant door, which was hundreds of feet high, one could enter the space of the Realm of Ruin. It was an independent space, and it was so large that it could easily accommodate a city, such as Taixuan City.
The history of the Realm of Ruin was extremely ancient. It was said that a long time ago, it was a relic, and countless cultivators went there to search for treasures. But after many years, today's Realm of Ruin had evolved from a place of treasure hunting to a trial ground. Countless cultivators entered the Realm of Ruin to carry out trials, so as to judge the level of their strength, which was of great help to each other's understanding and cultivation.
At this time, outside the Realm of Ruin, a group of figures arrived. This group of people had extraordinary temperaments, and the leader was a woman. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, and her gaze fell on the two young men from Taixuan Tavern.
"Sister Luoyue," the young man said with a smile. Said the young man with a smile. Everyone turned to look at the woman. Had Princess Luoyue arrived?
The daughter of the City Lord's Mansion, the apple of the City Lord's eye.
Luoyue naturally saw the young man. She looked calm, nodded gently, and asked, "Senior brother, are you also going to enter the Realm of Ruin?"
"Well, just for a walk," the young man responded with a smile, and the woman next to him smiled faintly. Was it really just for a walk?
"Well, good luck, senior brother." As Luoyue finished speaking, she stepped forward and walked directly toward the huge door of the Realm of Ruin. The moment she stepped into the door, a very strong will of the Way surged, as if it was about to burst out.
Then, Luoyue's body disappeared from here. Not only her, but the people who followed her also collectively disappeared and stepped into the Realm of Ruin.
"I wonder if there will be a good show to watch. Princess Luoyue also has the time to come here. Besides her, there are several other powerful figures who have stepped into the Realm of Ruin this time, right?" someone outside said.
It was said that all this was related to a mysterious swordsman.
Inside the Realm of Ruin, it was completely different from the outside world. It was truly an independent space, and it was also a huge land of ruins, vast and endless, with no end in sight.
In one place, there was a sword Qi whistling past, and in an instant, it slashed at the head of a person. The sword passed by, and with a puff, there seemed to be blood splashing out. The figure of the person was frozen in place, staring blankly at the figure in front of him.
With a shift of his mind, his figure disappeared directly, disappearing from the Realm of Ruin.
And the swordsman who defeated him was dressed in white, and there seemed to be a layer of fog over his face, making it impossible to see his true appearance. Many people who stepped into the Realm of Ruin would do this to avoid the grudges in the Realm of Ruin being taken out.
The white figure was Ye Futian. After coming to Shangxiao Divine Palace, he first entered Taixuan Tavern. Then, his daily life was immersed in this state, playing the guqin to purify his state of mind, refining his own swordsmanship in the Realm of Ruin, and comprehending in battle.
Vroom, vroom, vroom … One silhouette after another descended from the sky and appeared in different positions in front of Ye Futian. But every single one of them had a very strong aura. They were all Unblemished Plane cultivators. When their auras were released, a monstrous storm wrapped around Ye Futian.
Ye Futian waved his hand, and suddenly a row of swords appeared in front of him. He glanced at the figures in front of him, raised his hand, and waved. The sword came out, piercing the void.
"Boom!" Several figures in front of him stepped forward at the same time, with amazing momentum, trying to block the sword momentum, making it difficult for the swords to continue to break through the air at high speed.
Ye Futian took a step forward, and the sword will became stronger, like a sword-shaped storm. He pressed his finger forward, and the swords rang as if they could not be suppressed, attacking several cultivators at the same time.
In just an instant, several cultivators were penetrated by the sword aura, but behind them, a Saint of the Nirvana Plane appeared, and his aura was terrifying.
"Buzz." Ye Futian stepped into the void and walked toward the Nirvana Plane. When he stepped, the swords traveled in the sky, shooting straight toward him. The other raised his hand and blasted out a palm, causing the sword will to collapse directly.
The wind howled, and countless sharp swords appeared behind Ye Futian, and each sword seemed to contain a life of its own.
"Go." With a point of his finger, the swords shot out continuously. The Nirvana Plane cultivator who appeared in front of him moved forward forcefully, stepping into the void. His fist blasted out, and the void trembled violently. The swords were shattered and pierced through.
Ye Futian waved his hands, and suddenly, countless divine swords circled around his body. Each sword was swallowing and spitting out terrible sword light, as if they had turned into a sword matrix.
"Buzz." Ye Futian moved with the swords, and the countless divine swords destroyed everything in their path, charging toward the other. When the man stepped, the void rumbled, and the surrounding space seemed to explode and shatter. A terrifying storm of the Great Path swept out, and he punched out at the same time, shattering the swords in a frenzy.
However, the halo of the divine swords of the Great Path seemed to be endless, and even the sword will seemed to be attacking his spiritual soul, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Finally, Ye Futian raised his hand and pointed at the other, and thousands of divine swords of the Great Path seemed to merge into one at this moment. The Nirvana Plane cultivator grunted, and his face was pale. He looked up at the figure in front of him with some shock. Who was this person?
As an Unblemished Plane cultivator, he fought against a Nirvana Plane cultivator with such ease, as if anyone who stood in front of him would be destroyed with a single strike of his sword!
PS: The update is a little late, sorry. Traceless is also sleepy, but with the start of a new map, I need to rethink the plot. Tired!
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