Chapter 482

The joy and sorrow in this were truly hard to distinguish.

The facts were exactly as Xuannan had expected.

Sweeping the floor in front of the Scripture Depository for sixty years, sixty years of Buddhist accumulation, a sudden realization in one morning, directly entering the third layer of the Wu Huang Realm.

And it was the peak of the third layer of the Wu Huang Realm!

Not knowing how much more time had passed, the Sweeping Monk finally opened his eyes.

Those eyes were filled with great mercy and compassion.

The high-ranking monks of the Shaolin Sect immediately bowed.

The Sweeping Monk stood up and returned the bow.

Xuan Ji told him all the contents of the Snowy Blades talk and said sincerely, "This is a time of crisis for the Shaolin Sect, please, Senior, preside over the overall situation."

"Amitabha."

"The two donors, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, should not come again, you can rest assured."

"As for this old monk, I am about to travel far to the Great Ming, departing immediately."

The Sweeping Monk said in a calm tone.

The high-ranking monks looked at each other, not expecting the Sweeping Monk to leave right after breaking through.

They still wanted to keep the Sweeping Monk to hold down the fort for the Shaolin Sect.

"Senior, going to the Great Ming this time, is it because of the Buddhist sound of the Great Sun Tathagata?"

Xuandu asked curiously.

The Sweeping Monk nodded, "Amitabha, I am but a speck of dust, yet my heart also yearns for the Great Sun Tathagata."

Hearing these words, the monks no longer tried to stop him.

Moreover, the whole world knew that the Sweeping Monk came from the Great Song Shaolin Sect.

If he made a name for himself outside, it would also be an improvement for the reputation of the Great Song Shaolin Sect.

Inside the Great Song Imperial Palace, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The Chief of Internal Affairs, Mi Youqiao, stood below the hall and said softly, "Your Majesty, the latest issue of the Snowy Blades talk has arrived."

"Present it."

The Song Huang said majestically, sitting behind the desk.

He clearly attached great importance to this Snowy Blades talk, directly putting down the memorial he was reviewing.

After reading it, the Song Huang could not help but reveal a look of shock.

The Great Qin Empire actually hid a Land Sword Immortal.

The Great Ming Jianghu's Demon Master Pang Ban was an insider of the Mongol Yuan Empire, intending to subvert the Great Ming Jianghu.

The Great Sui Jianghu also produced a cultivator, and was about to announce the secret of the Yang Gong Treasury.

However, what concerned him most was the secret news of the Great Song Jianghu.

The Blood Hand Li Gong from back then had not died, but was so frightened by that Supreme Grandmaster that he dared not step out.

Such a terrifying Supreme Grandmaster made the Song Huang feel both pleasantly surprised and dissatisfied.

As the Son of Heaven, he could not tolerate such a transcendent existence within his own empire.

However, thinking that the Great Qin Jianghu even had a Land Sword Immortal, the Song Huang felt relieved.

This could also be considered a kind of balance in the Jianghu.

"Regarding that Jingyan Palace which is about to open, do you have any thoughts?"

The Song Huang said in a deep voice.

This was what he cared about most.

"Reporting to Your Majesty."

"The Jingyan Palace contains the supreme cultivation technique 'War God Record', which can be called a supreme treasure land."

"Since it chose to appear in the Great Song Empire, it means that Heaven blesses the Great Song, and it should belong to Your Majesty."

"But this cultivation technique is too powerful, and there will surely be countless forces coveting and fighting for it."

"If the imperial court wants to surpass those Jianghu forces, it must go all out."

Mi Youqiao analyzed it steadily.

The Song Huang narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Sunflower, it seems that this time I can only let you enter the Jianghu."

"I will strictly follow Your Majesty's decree."

An old eunuch slowly walked out from the shadows.