"There are millions of people in four cities. You have mobilized more than a million people to practice martial arts in less than a year. You have already achieved your goal. How can I blame you?" Yi Jue was tasting the side dishes on the table and spoke lightly. Yi Jue ate with gusto, but Wang Xiaoer didn't dare to go to the table and was even more frightened. "Waiter, you are incompetent. This is a martial arts book compiled with the efforts of many people. It contains 397 volumes of world-class martial arts and 115 volumes of divine skills. Among them, there are 3,150 volumes of sword skills, 1,352 volumes of knife skills, 2,117 volumes of palm skills, 871 volumes of light skills, and the rest totals 8,397 volumes." Wang Xiaoer handed over a jade talisman, and Yi Jue only needed to scan it with his spiritual sense to see all the martial arts. One should know that there are martial arts servants in Huangquan Valley who are responsible for the training of some young disciples when they first enter the martial arts world. Yi Jue had accompanied one in his time. This kind of martial servants existed very rarely in Huangquan Valley, but those who could enter Huangquan Valley were at least first-rate masters in the martial arts world, and there were also quite a few grandmasters. Yi Jue released all these people to help Wang Xiaoer, which is why the progress was so fast. "Yes, this martial arts manual is well done. I didn't expect that Yi Chun hasn't made any progress yet, but you have gained something. Put this martial arts manual in the Sutra Library and everyone can read it." "As the head of the Martial Arts Department, you should be affiliated with the Imperial Academy from now on. Those who work for you will be considered as peripheral forces, and you will be solely responsible for them." Wang Xiaoer was overjoyed and began to kneel down involuntarily. Yi Jue stopped him and encouraged him.

"After two years, when everyone in these four cities has mastered martial arts, I will give you a great opportunity." "I dare not. I am where I am today thanks to your cultivation. Being able to work for you is already a blessing I dare not even think about. I dare not talk about rewards." Although Yi Jue was a ruthless killer and could also be humble and submissive, and had even experienced flowers and applause all the way, he still felt a little disgusted by being flattered like this. In contrast, he would rather his subordinates fear him at work and respect him in private, rather than flatter him all the time. After chatting for a few sentences, Yi Jue's interest in talking gradually faded. He waved his hand to signal Wang Xiaoer to leave, and then he began to enjoy the martial arts conference outside. Wang Xiaoer bowed and retreated, gently closed the door, turned around, breathed a sigh of relief, and then sighed secretly. How could he not know that Yi Jue didn't like to hear flattery, but it would never be wrong to say flattering words. If he was used to being casual, Yi Jue might be happy when he was in a good mood, but if he was in a bad mood, he could just kill him and that would be the end of it. Especially the murderous aura on Yi Jue, although it was not obvious to the outside, Wang Xiaoer himself was a man who had killed hundreds of thousands of mortals. After building his foundation, he even picked up a book on practicing murderous aura. He was deeply touched by this. Just seeing it made the murderous aura in Wang Xiaoer's body fearful. Therefore, Wang Xiaoer knew very well that even if Yi Jue was very friendly at the moment, it did not mean that Yi Jue was a friendly person. Yi Jue, who was considered to be unfriendly, was watching the show at the moment. "You came." "I am coming." "You're here after all." "I'm here after all." "You shouldn't have come." "But I'm already here." Silence, a long silence, as if two clay or wooden sculptures were facing each other, while the sun was gradually setting. "What are you here for?" "I'll kill someone."

"Kill who?" "Kill who deserves to be killed." "Who should be killed?" "You should be killed." As soon as he finished speaking, a sword was unsheathed. No, not just one sword, but a sword and a knife were unsheathed at the same time. There was only one sound of a sword being unsheathed, a knife and a sword. Those who practice cultivation must be masters among masters. Of course, this knife and sword should cut off the opponent's head. The sharp-eyed spectators were already observing a moment of silence for the other party, because they thought that if they were standing on the other side, they would have already been beheaded and would be helpless. A cold light flashed, the knife was cut open, and the two swords separated at the touch. The people off the field just heard a crisp sound, but the two men had already exchanged a move. The swords and knives were dancing wildly, and there was no way out. Once the swords and knives were dancing together, the opponent would surely lose his head. Because this set of martial arts is called Sword and Knife Double Kill 7749 Styles. Famous, very famous. Fame is built on one life after another. They all thought they were more powerful, and then they lost their heads. It is naturally more powerful if the opponent's head is not killed. His swordsmanship is gentle and soft, yet omnipresent; slow and yet just right. This set of swordsmanship is not well-known because it is a secret of the major martial arts sects, Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian. However, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, the secrets of the martial arts world are not that they are not to be passed on, but that they just don't want to be passed on. Now that Yi Jue has thought about it, naturally there will be people who are happy to offer their secrets to him. The two had a thrilling fight, and Yi Jue drank with it, and spent the afternoon happily. "The tribe practices martial arts, cultivates internal strength, strengthens the body, consumes spiritual rice, and senses spiritual energy. Although they cannot give birth to spiritual roots, they undoubtedly greatly enhance their physical fitness." "In this way, it will be easier to give birth to descendants with spiritual roots." “Even if the offspring do not have spiritual roots, if their physical fitness continues to improve from generation to generation, the proportion of those with spiritual roots will also increase greatly.” "Not to mention, going to the Chaos Star Sea to establish a foundation requires the support of mortals." "What kind of civilization will be created when mortals and monks live together? I don't know if it can bring any different changes to Huangquan Valley." "According to the time, the teleportation array will be repaired soon." "Chaos Star Sea, I am from Huangquan Valley and I don't know if the cultivators in Chaos Star Sea are ready." Yi Jue was thinking while eating. What he did was not aimless, of course. He controlled the voice in the clan, streamlined the organization, and studied many things. It was naturally because these things had a common goal, which was to make Huangquan Valley strong in the shortest possible time.

The Chaos Star Sea is peaceful now, but a war will break out in Tiannan within a hundred years. The stronger the strength, the more benefits will be obtained. If the benefits gained are enough, after a period of digestion, you can join in the chaos of Chaos Star Sea. In times of peace, it is a good opportunity to accumulate strength. Only by accumulating strength can one swallow up the surrounding areas in times of chaos. Yi Jue has not forgotten that the ultimate goal of Huangquan Valley is to swallow up the entire Hehuan Sect and make Huangquan Valley the orthodox one! Yi Jue feels that since he is the clan leader, he should have a dream. Leading the Yi family of Huangquan Valley to greatness is his dream as the clan leader! With this thought, Yi Jue gave up the idea of ​​continuing to watch, and turned into a beam of light and went to the Sutra Library. (End of this chapter)