Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 573 - 573 Bright Sword Pill, Lin Chongxiao Reincarnated

Chapter 573 - 573 Bright Sword Pill, Lin Chongxiao Reincarnated

573 Bright Sword Pill, Lin Chongxiao Reincarnated

Astral winds spread for thousands of miles, and the nine heavens shook!

The crisp recital of the poem, ‘Great Wind Song’ resounded through the void of the Imperial City, causing the Providence Dragon to instantly roar at the sky.

“Boom!”

In the sky, the endless clouds were chased away. The golden Great Spirit that had spread over the Imperial City for tens of thousands of years was knocked away, revealing the stars that flickered in the gray sky.

There was a vast and endless world outside this world!

At this moment, countless people in the Imperial City looked up, their faces filled with shock.

“When the wind rises, the clouds will soar. What a great saying. It encapsulated the heroic spirit of an emperor in the world.” In the Imperial City Academy, an old man with a white beard stood up and shouted at the sky.

Although the Imperial City Academy was a strong supporter of Minister Wen, it also supported the imperial power.

Many instructors and scholars of the Imperial City Academy were extremely particular about the orthodox hierarchy.

Hearing such a magnificent emperor’s poem, they were instantly overjoyed.

“When the wind rises, the clouds will soar. I have unified the world and returned to my hometown. How can I get valiant warriors to guard all corners of the country! Who is it that can be so magnanimous? Is the Heavenly Mystic Imperial Family going to prosper?” Beside the Jade Swallow Lake, someone stopped writing and said softly.

“We finally have a true figure who can suppress the fate of the world…”

In the center of the Imperial City, a white-haired old man looked up at the sky and muttered.

“Come, let’s enter the palace. It’s time to decide on the position of Crown Prince.”

The old man lowered his head, his face filled with joy.

At the same time, many figures in the Imperial City headed towards the Imperial Palace.

The dragon of providence in the sky slowly disappeared, and the world that had been knocked open returned to its original state.

After a while, it was as if nothing had happened.

But everyone knew that they had just seen a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

They had seen the outer world, the Providence Dragon, the new pill-forming technique that spread throughout the world, the poem that left the world awestruck, and the attainment of the Dao through incense.

Ordinary people might discuss with each other in surprise and talk about everything they had seen.

The mighty figures who suppressed the Imperial City and those who truly stood at the top of this world all had complicated expressions on their faces.

They knew more than the commoners.

Therefore, they did not know if what they had seen and heard today was good or bad.

The dragon of providence in the Heavenly Mystic World was connected to the Heavenly Dao, the Confucian Dao’s luck, and Wen Mosheng.

Was the appearance of the Providence Dragon a sign of prosperity or an unspeakable calamity?

Moreover, no one knew why the long dragon of providence appeared.

Was it because of the reappearance of the Divine Dao’s incense ceremony?

Or was it because of the Great Wind Song?

Or was it because of the alchemy technique that spread throughout the world?

However, no one would have thought that these three things related to the fate of the Heavenly Mystic World were actually related to the same person!

The Alchemy Division’s alchemy technique was left behind by Han Muye. The deification by the Immortal Moon Lake was done by him, and the Great Wind Song was written by him.

Perhaps someone in the world would know?

Minister Wen, Wen Mosheng.

However, he seemed to have a change of heart. This could be seen from the time of the invest.i.ture at the Guan Estuary.

In fact, if Wen Mosheng had not personally visited the small courtyard of the Pill Destiny Pavilion and left behind the chess piece with the power of inheritance, Han Muye would never have penned the emperor’s poem and conferred deity t.i.tles by the Immortal Moon Lake today.

He was not interested in challenging Wen Mosheng.

After seeing the nine heavens of the Immortal Source World, who would still be interested in the control of the Heavenly Mystic World?

What Han Muye had done today was just to promote the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

The chessboard had already been set down, so it was naturally time to place a piece!

In the Imperial City Academy, Lu Yuzhou, who was transplanting plants in the small courtyard, looked up at the sky and frowned.

His body merged with the world, and with Dongnan County as his Dao Domain, he naturally sensed the changes in the world.

However, compared to Wen Mosheng who ruled a world, Lu Yuzhou, who only had one county left in the Dao Domain, could not deduce the direction of the changes in the world, nor could he determine whether the final direction was good or bad.

“Why does my brother like to cause trouble?

“Are young people really so energetic?”

After hesitating for a moment, he put down the hoe and walked out of the small courtyard.

“I’m also stupid. Such a young man should be brought to the flower boat to pa.s.s time. If he stays in the Imperial City, something will really happen.”

Rubbing his hands, Lu Yuzhou walked towards Yan Zhenqing in the small courtyard.

“Old Yan, do you want to go for drinks with female entertainers?”

Outside the city, on a 30-foot-long boat, Xu Wei, who was sitting at a small table, stopped writing.

In front of him, there were pavilions and beauties at the table.

His gaze fell on the quietly flowing river in front of him. Xu Wei seemed to be able to see through the bottom of the river.

“Invest.i.ture of deities?

“Cultivation in the world is really exciting.

“The 13 rivers outside the Imperial City converge to form the Yongding River. After I die, I’ll be a river deity, if possible.

“However, if I can really become a deity, will I be able to see Suyun again…”

At this moment, in a manor outside the Imperial City, Yunduan, who was standing by a long table, slowly turned around. She glanced at the dozens of royal elites of the same generation sitting on the ground in front of her and flicked her sleeves in disinterest before turning around and leaving.

It was not until she walked out of the manor that Yunduan, whose face was tense at first, finally relaxed. She let out a long breath and stuck out her tongue gently.

She never expected that she would cause the world to tremble just by reciting that guy’s poem.

When she read the poem, she was completely shocked.

Fortunately, Han Muye had made her memorize it and she did not falter when she recited it.

Otherwise, if the power of the Heavenly Dao backfired, she would probably injure herself even if she didn’t die.