Everyone was surprised when they saw the strong and powerful word "True Fragrance" portrayed by Yang Zhen.
Whether it's truth, reality, or genuine feelings, everyone can understand it. But no one expected that Yang Zhen would actually capture the essence of "truly fragrant."
I don't understand what that means!
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
Just then, Yang Zhen suddenly waved his hand, and amidst the humming of his longsword, a long cry like a dragon's roar pierced the heavens and earth, resounding throughout the entire Hanwu City.
"This... this is..." The Hanwu City Lord's expression changed drastically as he looked at the power of Literary Talent Qi that was beginning to gather in mid-air with a look of surprise and delight.
Rumble!
In mid-air, countless violent True Essence essences gathered together, and beams of dazzling light shone from the surging power, showering the entire city lord's mansion.
Buzz--!
A sound like the roar of heaven and earth came, followed by a series of Heavenly Sound Grand Chant, as loud as a bell, one wave higher than the next.
" The Heavenly Sound Grand Chant! It's the Heavenly Sound Grand Chant!" The Hanwu City Lord exclaimed excitedly, his hands trembling. "It's done! It's done! The Ancestral Stele has regained its original power!"
On the ancestral stele, the words "True Fragrance" suddenly emitted a burst of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, like the scorching sun in the sky, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.
The bursts of Literary Talent Qi emanating from the words "truly delicious" surged forth in all directions like waves of a vast ocean.
Before the Ancestral Stele of the City Lord's Mansion, everyone stared blankly as Yang Zhen slowly landed. The inscriptions on his body Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions solid and did not dissipate, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly in harmony with the Heavenly Sound Grand Chant. In particular, the aura on Yang Zhen's body became more and more refined. It was clear that Yang Zhen himself had benefited greatly from the process of inscribing the words "True Fragrance".
At the same time, the entire Hanwu City was in an uproar. Everyone looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion with suspicion and astonishment.
"That's the aura emanating from the Ancestral Stele of the City Lord's Mansion..." An old man stood up shakily, his expression excited as he exclaimed, "With the Ancestral Stele appearing in the world, my Hanwu City will surely shine for ten years! The last time the Ancestral Stele appeared was seventy years ago. I never expected, I never expected that I would be able to see it again in my lifetime. It is truly a blessing from heaven, a blessing from heaven indeed!"
Upon hearing the old man's words, everyone's expression suddenly changed. The young man, of course, did not know that such a thing had happened seventy years ago, and upon hearing the old man's words, he was immediately filled with surprise and joy.
Dayao's Ten Years!
With the City Lord's Mansion in place, Hanwu City has always been peaceful and prosperous. All the people in the city have great respect for the City Lord's Mansion, and the City Lord is also deeply loved. Now that the Ancestral Stele of the City Lord's Mansion is shining brightly, how could everyone not be excited?
In the Yang Household of Hanwu City, Yang Hongye, the patriarch seated on the main seat, was visibly shaken. Ignoring the thick stack of files presented to him by his clansmen, he leaped into the courtyard and gazed towards the city lord's mansion. Aunt Lian appeared before Yang Hongye at some point and whispered, "He succeeded!"
Yang Hongye nodded, a smile appearing on her beautiful face, and slowly said, "Yes, Cousin Yang... he succeeded. I knew he would succeed."
The entire Yang Household erupted in excitement the next moment!
Yang Zhen succeeded. The City Lord's Mansion would almost certainly protect the Yang Household Yang Household for the rest of their lives. The Yang Household could be said to have no worries in Hanwu City. This was all thanks to Yang Zhen, the distant cousin of Yang Hongye, the head of the Yang Household family.
In stark contrast to the Yang Household's jubilation, the defeated Fang Household, Fang Quan and Fang Yang, stared blankly and palely in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, their hearts filled with despair.
During this period of time, almost everyone in Hanwu City knew what Yang Zhen was up to. Now that Yang Zhen has succeeded, it is almost impossible for the Fang Household to take revenge on the Yang Household.
Inside the city lord's mansion, the Hanwu City Lord felt a surge of overwhelming Literary Talent Qi and power. Grasping Yang Zhen's hand, he said, "Young friend Yang, I cannot thank you enough. From this day forward, the Hanwu City Lord's mansion is at your disposal. We will go through fire and water for you at your command!"
Yang Zhen smiled and said, "It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Compared to that, I'm more interested in that Yuan Zheng Sage of Saunter. Please follow me."
The Hanwu City Lord was taken aback and asked, "What does young friend Yang want to do?"
Yang Zhen gave a half-smile and said, "Just now, some shameless little rat tried to bite this Sage of Saunter. If this Sage of Saunter didn't give him a sword, wouldn't that little rat be flying to the heavens?"
As everyone wondered what was going on, Yang Zhen led the way to the hillside spring that had been filled in.
Yang Zhen held the longsword, examined it closely, and turned to Han Yan'er, saying, " Little Dao Addict, this longsword is called Sun Shadow. It is inherently powerful and unstoppable. You are right, it cannot be controlled without a strong and righteous spirit. However, there is another method involved, I wonder if you have mastered it."
Han Yan'er lit up with joy, and she said hopefully, "You mean the Sun Shadow Summons Heaven?"
"Is this thing called 'Sun Shadow Summons Heaven '?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "Never mind, what it's called is your business. Just keep an eye on it from here on out."
As he spoke, Yang Zhen suddenly leaped up, standing in mid-air. The Sun Shadow Sword in his hand suddenly let out a dragon's roar, and waves of violent and majestic energy burst forth from the sword.
Boom boom boom!
The terrifying power of True Essence, like the might of heaven, erupted suddenly, causing the heavens and earth to change color!
" The Sun Shadow Summons Heaven!" Han Yan'er shuddered, staring intently at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Old man, you want to bite this ' Sage of Saunter of Sage of Saunter ' even from this far away? Do you think you can just bite me like that? Here's a little greeting gift for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhen suddenly pointed his longsword downwards, and waves of powerful energy, as if carrying the might of the heavens, erupted from the longsword, one after another, crashing down towards the ground.
In North Isle, deep in the mountains and forests, a dark and gloomy atmosphere pervaded the area. An old monk was staring at two female cultivators with a sinister smile.
The two female cultivators, both at the Spirit Wandering State, were covered in blood, supporting each other as they stared intently at the old monk, cursing him loudly.
The old monk chuckled strangely, looking at the two women with amusement, and said, "Esteemed benefactors, I advise you to behave yourselves and obediently let me drain your life essence. In your current state, even if you curse me to death, you can't possibly drive me away."
One of the women, a woman with a round face, said, "You old bald monk, you've lost all your conscience, you'll be punished by heaven."
The old monk laughed heartily, looking up at the sky and saying, "Divine retribution? Where is divine retribution? If I were to suffer divine retribution, I would have died many times over. Yet I am still alive and well. Divine retribution? I fear nothing more than divine retribution..."
puff puff puff
Before the old monk could finish speaking, his expression changed drastically. He shuddered violently as if struck by lightning, spitting out a series of bloody spurts that stained a large patch of the ground red. His face contorted in horror, he roared, "You bastard! How dare you break my Ksitigarbha Formation!"
After saying this, the old monk stared intently at the two pale-faced women in front of him, then turned and ran, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
In Hanwu City, Yang Zhen sheathed his sword and stood there, smiling as he said, "Alright!"
The Lord of Cambrian City breathed a sigh of relief, came to Yang Zhen, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Young friend Yang, um... I wonder what the meaning of the word 'True Fragrance' you carved on the ancestral stele is?"
Yang Zhen glanced at the Hanwu City Lord, took a deep breath, and said with a profound expression, "That's an extremely profound culture in our village; you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you!"
After saying that, Yang Zhen suddenly froze, muttering to himself with a strange expression, "Damn it, her Spirit Root has gotten thicker again. Now this little girl isn't even a third as thick as me?"