Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Dali Royal Palace is located in Dali Royal City. Although it is not very far from Potian City, it is not close either.

In order to make it easier to travel, Zhang Yifeng summoned the Sky-Splitting Mark as soon as he left the city. After it grew in size, he carried everyone forward with their swords.

Qiulin looked at the Sky-Splitting Mark up close and immediately let out an exclamation.

"What a sword! My dear nephew, this giant sword of yours is really a treasure."

Hearing Qiu Lin's words, Zhang Yifeng smiled and said calmly: "Uncle Qiu, to tell you the truth, I spent a lot of effort on this giant sword."

After he finished speaking, Xu Nantian on the side also said with admiration: "Godson, this giant sword can be big or small, and its grade has reached the level of a ninth-level weapon. It also looks so powerful and domineering. If it wasn't I really plan to snatch your sword."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng laughed and said: "Father, if you like it, I will refine a giant sword like this for you when I have the opportunity."

Xu Nantian's eyes lit up.

"Is this true?"

Zhang Yifeng smiled and nodded. It was just a weapon. Compared with Xu Nantian's care for him, it was nothing.

"Nephew, wait a minute, what do you mean by this? Are you still a weapon master?" Qiu Lin's shocked voice came again.

Zhang Yifeng nodded. Qiu Lin and Xu Nantian were both relatively close to him, so he did not hide anything.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng nodding in recognition, Qiu Lin's eyes shone with light.

"What level of weapon master are you?"

The reason why he asked this was to confirm Zhang Yifeng's weapon refining level.

After all, in Lingyue Continent, although weapon masters have a transcendent status, that is only for high-level weapon masters.

As for low-level weapon masters, because the weapons they refine are of lower grade, they do not have such a high status.

Zhang Yifeng hesitated for a moment and said: "Level nine."

hiss!

When the words "level nine" came out of Zhang Yifeng's mouth, both Qiu Lin and Xu Nantian took a breath of air.

Qiu Lin's expression suddenly became serious: "Nephew, are you really a ninth-level weapon master?"

Although Xu Nantian did not speak, he looked at Zhang Yifeng with a solemn expression. It was obvious that he was also very concerned about this issue.

Looking at the questioning look in their eyes, Zhang Yifeng nodded.

"this……"

Qiu Lin and Xu Nantian's eyes became shocked at that time.

A ninth-level weapon master was only one step away from becoming a weapon master. There were only a few in the entire Tianzhou. He did not expect that Zhang Yifeng, who was usually unassuming, could be promoted to a weapon master at any time. The ninth level weapon master of the weapon king!

The Weapon King is the one who can refine magic weapons!

Thinking of this, Qiu Lin looked at Zhang Yifeng with intense eyes.

At the same time, he felt a little proud because his daughter Qiu Xue was Zhang Yifeng's fiancée.

Zhang Yifeng is a ninth-level weapon refiner at a young age, so it is not impossible to become a weapon king.

If Zhang Yifeng breaks through to the realm of the King of Weapons, for Qiu Xue's sake, he will definitely refine a magical weapon for him.

Thinking that he might possess a magical weapon, Qiu Lin's heart felt hot.

On the side, Xu Nantian laughed even more.

"My son, Xu Nantian, is better than others!"

As Zhang Yifeng's adoptive father, the more outstanding Zhang Yifeng is, the more proud he is.

"Father, don't praise me like that, I'll be proud. Okay, I'll focus on flying with my sword."

Silent all the way, Zhang Yifeng concentrated on his way.

Zhang Yifeng's sword control speed is definitely not slow. In addition, the Sky-Splitting Mark is a level nine weapon, so the speed is much faster than the ordinary sword control.

Three hours later, Zhang Yifeng and his party arrived at Dali Royal City.

Looking at the towering city wall in front of him, Zhang Yifeng was shocked. He had to say that although the Dali Kingdom was just a kingdom, its national strength was extremely powerful.

Moreover, the Dali Royal City was also built very luxuriously.

Xu Nantian and Qiu Lin looked at the towering city wall in front of them, with complicated and inexplicable expressions in their eyes.

As princes of the Dali Kingdom, they have personally participated in and witnessed the rise of this kingdom. They have a special emotion in their hearts for the Dali Kingdom.

There are restrictions in the air in the royal city, and the laws of the kingdom clearly stipulate that flying with a sword is not allowed in the royal city.

Zhang Yifeng and others got off the Sky-Splitting Mark and walked towards the city gate together.

"Stop, who is it?"

When Zhang Yifeng came to the city gate and wanted to go in, two guards stopped them.

"We are going into the city." Zhang Yifeng said calmly.

The guard glanced at Zhang Yifeng with disdain and said with disdain: "A poor man like you wants to enter the city?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned. He glanced at the crowds of people coming and going around him. When he saw those people's brightly dressed clothes, he immediately understood.

All along, in his heart, practicing and becoming stronger was what he pursued, but he didn't pursue much about clothes.

Therefore, he always wore very simple clothes. He knew that the city guards must have such an attitude after seeing what he was wearing.

At this time, Qiu Lin walked up, and the aura of having been in a high position for a long time was instantly released.

"All the citizens of my Dali Kingdom can enter and leave the royal city. Who gave you the courage to block the way here?"

Feeling the aura of a superior person exuding from Qiu Lin's body, the guard's expression changed several times.

"Who are you?" the guard asked tremblingly.

Qiulin did not speak, but took out a token and handed it to the guard.

Looking at the token in front of him, the guard's expression changed drastically, and he knelt down with a plop in fear.

"I didn't know that I was Lord Qiu, so I ask Lord Qiu to forgive me."

All the princes of the Dali Kingdom have a prince's order in their hands that shows their status. Each prince's order is printed with the surname of each prince.

Xu Nantian once had a vassal order in his hand, but as he was deprived of his title, the order was also taken back by the Dali royal family.

Qiu Lin snorted coldly: "Those who look down upon others, let's forget it this time. If you do it again, I will not let you go lightly!"

The guard felt like he was being pardoned and nodded in agreement.

With the vassal order in Qiu Lin's hand, everyone walked into the Dali Royal City without any hindrance.

The scene at the gate of the city was very loud and was seen by many people.

Looking at the disappearing figures of Zhang Yifeng and others, in a hidden corner, a middle-aged man summoned a subordinate.

"Hurry and report to the twenty-two princes that Lord Qiu has appeared in the royal city."

"Yes, sir."

After the middle-aged man finished his instructions, he pondered for a while, and then chased after Zhang Yifeng and others in the direction they left.

Entering the Dali Royal City, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw the lively streets and the various people coming and going.

It has been so long since he came to Lingyue Continent, and now he has not found anyone except Ji Dali.

He had no news from other people for such a long time, and he couldn't help but feel worried.