I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 221 True Lord! (asking for monthly ticket)
Chen Taihang was helpless, but seeing that Chen Yi had already made the decision, he didn't say anything more.

He turned to look at Tong Lao and the others, and said coldly:

"My Lord Yingwu has decided to let you go because this is your first offense. Get up and go back!"

"Thank you, my Lord!"

Old Tong paused for a moment, looked at Chen Yi who was standing beside him with a calm expression, and immediately led everyone to kneel down.

The guards of the noble families, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward to help their masters up, saluted Chen Yi again, and then turned and left.

The people watching around couldn't help but show some disappointment on their faces, but when they saw Chen Yi, no one dared to say anything more.

"Marquis Yingwu is benevolent and righteous!"

I don't know who started it, but the people started cheering.

Benevolence and righteousness?

Chen Yi glanced at the few people still kneeling outside the door, and thought to himself that he never did anything kind to his enemies.

So far, only two enemies have managed to escape his hands.

One was the Fengshan ceremony for the "crazy old man" he beheaded in Jiangnan Prefecture. It was unknown how the other party managed to "come back to life" and escape.

The second is the "witch" Wen Renying, who has now become half of his "follower".

As for the other enemies, either they did not surface or, like Zhou Tiance and Lu Fang, Chen Yi needed to keep their lives for the time being.

As for Wuliang Mountain... let’s not mention it!
Seeing that the nobles had dispersed, Chen Yi and Chen Taihang did not stay for long and went straight into the Wu'an Marquis Mansion. Only a few guards and the pharmacist in the mansion remained outside to prevent any accidents.

After the two men left, the crowd of onlookers gradually started to speak up and gave the Chen family a thumbs up.

"Lord Yingwu Hou is probably the first marquis in the history of our Wei Dynasty who is respected by the emperor and can suppress other noble families and nobles."

"The power of the Zhennan King in the past was not bad, but his talent and cultivation were much inferior to that of Lord Yingwu Hou."

"After this, let's see if those noble families in Kyoto Prefecture dare to humiliate others at will."

"One mistake can bring their reputation, which they have accumulated for a hundred years, to the bottom. So what if they are the Tong family of Fengtong Street?"

"The family business that I have painstakingly built for two hundred years has been ruined because of one wrong step today."

"Who would have thought that they appeared to be righteous on the surface, but actually did so many shady things behind the scenes?"

"If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Lord Yingwu Hou, who forced them to bow their heads, we would not have realized that they were such mean people!"

"The heart is hidden in the belly, the old saying is true..."

But the common people only saw the surface. The faces of the few martial artists mixed in the crowd were full of admiration at this moment.

"Is he the 'Little Sword Immortal' Chen Yi? He is truly a rare talent. His imposing aura alone makes me afraid to approach him."

"Brother Lu, aren't you also a sword cultivator? How come you can't even say a word when you see Lord Yingwuhou?"

A sword cultivator wearing a green shirt and a bamboo hat, with a plain long sword hanging from his waist, raised his head upon hearing the words, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his handsome face:
"My sword won't let me speak..."

Two similarly dressed martial artists standing next to him were stunned for a moment and looked at him suspiciously, only to find that his clothes had been soaked with sweat without them noticing when.

From the forehead to the feet, streams of sweat flowed like water, wetting the bluestone slabs under his feet into a puddle of water.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

"Lao Lu, didn't you do something wrong? Why are you in this state?"

The young swordsman looked pale, and he stretched his muscles a few times weakly, then shook his head and said:

"I, I didn't do anything. I just looked at Lord Yingwu Hou, and that's how it turned out."

"Perhaps it's because you're not sword cultivators, so you don't have any sense of it. But, in my eyes, Lord Yingwu Hou is like an unreachable sword mountain, with no end in sight."

"With just one glance, my sword pinned me to the spot. I couldn't even make the slightest movement..."

"hiss!"

"So terrifying?"

Several martial artists nearby looked at each other, and were inevitably a little surprised.

They had no choice but to believe it, because the young swordsman next to them was quite famous in the Jiangnan Prefecture and was not comparable to the nine-rate swordsmen in the world.

Moreover, his character is as upright as the sword, and he never beats around the bush or says irrelevant things.

However, it was truly unbelievable to them that Marquis Yingwu was so terrified that he could not move just by seeing him from afar.

"Now I have a sense of the power of the Little Sword Immortal. His swordsmanship is truly unmatched by ordinary people!"

"Lao Lu, are you feeling better? We are going to Dakong Temple to see the venue of the grand event. Can you come with us?"

The young swordsman shook his head, his expression softened and he said:
"You guys go ahead. I plan to spend the rest of my time in that 'Sword Cultivation Holy Land' practicing."

"While the court has not yet announced the money and treasures required for the Holy Land, I must seize the time and not be distracted by other things."

"In that case, let's go to Dakong Temple first. When you come out, we will accompany you."

"it is good……"

Not to mention the few martial artists who were frightened by Chen Yi's aura, the onlookers gradually dispersed when they saw that the previous excitement was gone, leaving only the people from the Wu, Zheng and Sun families still kneeling outside the gate of Wu'an Marquis' Mansion.

"Wu Yong, just wait for me! When the three days are up, I'll show you how I'll deal with you when I get back!"

"father……"

Wu Yong, who was kneeling in the back row, was the leader who had insulted Chen Fan earlier. Hearing this, he said in a state of grief:
"I, I didn't know that Marquis Yingwu was in the Kyoto Academy at that time. If I knew, I would definitely not say such rude words."

"Don't explain any more, it's useless!" The middle-aged man who knelt in front of him and looked somewhat similar to him said with gritted teeth:

"I warned you before that you must not provoke the Chen family in the near future. Not only did you ignore my words, but you also caused such a big mess. I really want to slap you to death!"

The Zheng and Sun families nearby were also like this, and they said with an expression of anger but not daring to speak:
"Same with you two!"

"This time, our three families have completely lost face!"

"Even if we seek forgiveness from Lord Yingwu, we cannot continue to stay in Kyoto Prefecture!"

The three young Confucian scholars looked terrified, looked at each other, and lowered their heads dejectedly.

"I, I was wrong..."

"Son, if you do something wrong, you can't just admit your mistake and make things right. The price you have to pay is too high..."

Without mentioning the reactions of the people outside the mansion, Chen Yi went straight to Chunhe Garden after entering the Marquis' Mansion.

"Yier, I have sent the sword that His Majesty gave you yesterday to Chunhe Garden."

Chen Taihang followed him closely and said, "Also, your father also sent me a letter yesterday, which I also put in the study."

"A letter from my father?" Chen Yi paused and asked, "Uncle, is there any way for Kyoto Prefecture to directly contact Northern Zhili?"

As far as he knew, Chen Taiping had just contacted the court, and he should be training troops to guard against the demon court's southward advance.

If there was a letter arriving in Kyoto Prefecture, it should have been after Sun Zhengqiu arrived in Northern Zhili.

In such a short time, the only thing he could think of was that there was some way within the court to contact the border at any time.

Chen Taihang nodded and said, "There is a formation at the military headquarters that can communicate with the two great passes in the north and south and the Hexi Ancient Road."

"It's just that because of the huge cost, it is generally not used easily unless it is urgent."

"This time, my elder brother rashly used it because he heard that you were conferred the title of Marquis Yingwu, and the emperor granted his permission."

Chen Yi said "oh" and stopped outside Chunhe Garden.

Think for a moment.

Chen Yi waved his hand and condensed a sword barrier to cover the entire Chunhe Garden, and said:
"Uncle, don't let anyone get close to here unless necessary these two days."

Chen Taihang looked at the dozens of silver-white sword blades that suddenly rose in front of him, his heart moved slightly, and he did not dare to be negligent.

"Don't worry, Yi'er, Second Uncle will personally lead the guards and will never let anyone get close to Chunhe Garden!"

Chen Yi smiled and said there was no need to be so nervous, and went straight into Chunhe Garden.

I made a few special instructions just to be on the safe side, to prevent someone in the Marquis' Mansion from being unaware of the situation and running over and getting injured by the sword.

All the way into the wing room.

Chen Yi saw the long sword on the table at a glance.

The scabbard and hilt are milky white in color. The guard is very narrow, with slightly curved sides. Two dragon heads are carved with the dragon tails entangled in the middle.

The whole sword is very long, the hilt is one foot and one inch long, and the blade is three feet long, looking very luxurious.

But Chen Yi just took a look at it and put it into the Sumeru bag, without even pulling it out to look at the blade inside.

He was used to using the Spring Rain Sword and had no intention of changing his sword.

The reason why he accepted it was just for emergency use. After all, the Spring Rain Sword would not be back in his hands in a short time.

Then, Chen Yi took the envelope on the table, opened it and took a look, a smile appeared on his face.

It is true that the envelope was signed by Chen Taiping, but the content of the letter was written by Xia Wanwan.

Except for the first sentence which implicitly stated "I have received it", the rest of the content was Xia Wanwan's concern and concern for him, fearing that he was not having a good time in Kyoto Prefecture.

Finally, he reminded him that he must go to Northern Zhili after the event.

Chen Yi put away the letter with a smile, and started to decorate Chunhe Garden again.

Ever since he completed the mission of beheading "Black Impermanence" Liao Wei, he has been planning the matters of "Eagle" and Chen Yuan.

For two consecutive days, he had not had time to claim his reward, and now he finally had some free time.

"The matter of 'Eagle' and 'Extremely Pure Sky' is urgent!"

Just as the great master said, he is still in the Tianyuan Continent and still has the ability to protect the people around him.

If he went to Mount Taizhou to carve a mark on the "Bridge of Heaven and Earth", he would be like Lou Yuchun, Lou Yushan and others, with great power but unable to display it.

If he met someone from "Eagle" or "Ji Jing Tian" again at that time, he would probably be restrained and it would be difficult to end it with one sword.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi opened the light curtain and checked his recent gains——

【Name: Chen Yi】

【Age: 46】

[Cultivation: Second-grade Divine Wandering Realm (lower part)]

[Talent: Late bloomer - the older the bone age, the faster the cultivation speed. ]

[Nine Turns of the Mysterious Gang Technique: Grandmaster - Based on the sword intention, with the blessing of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger divine intention, the Grandmaster's method is completed with the intention of the four symbols.] [Sword Dao: Divine Power - White Tiger, the Godly Lord Gong Zheng, proves the Dao with killing!]

【Counterattack Points: 0/100】

[Your cultivation can be upgraded to the middle stage of the second-grade divine realm. (To be claimed)]

[Your cultivation can be upgraded to the upper stage of the second-grade divine realm. (To be claimed)]

[Your cultivation can be upgraded to the lower stage of the first-grade Void Realm. (To be claimed)]

[Your cultivation can be raised to the middle stage of the first-grade Void Realm. (To be claimed)]

[Counterattack mission completed, reward: Divine Power: A World Away! Please find a quiet place to receive it! ]

[Note: The magical power of "A world away within a stone's throw" is a secret technique of the ancient Taoist temple. If you practice it deeply, you can travel a million miles with just one thought.]

"Cultivation...supernatural powers..."

A smile appeared on Chen Yi's face. Now his cultivation level could reach the middle stage of the first-grade Void Realm, and he could also gain one more magical power.

According to the information he had previously obtained from "Xun Wangtian", there were countless powerful people in the realm of supernatural powers in Taizhou Mountain, and many of them possessed more than one supernatural power.

Just like Lu Chen, one of the twelve pillars of the Demon Court, who possesses at least two magical powers.

Although it is unclear what level its single magical power has reached, the number of magical powers seems to be a measure of the strength of a powerful person.

Another two hours passed.

Chen Yi had just set up killing sword intent inside and outside Chunhe Garden, covering up all sounds here like a birdcage.

Then he sat cross-legged in front of the table with several things he might need placed in front of him.

He even took out the elixirs, fairy peaches, clear spring wine and other items he had obtained from "Xunwangtian" in case of emergency.

After doing all this, Chen Yi calmly chose to accept the reward. Then his mind sank into the huge palace in his mind, and he sat on the throne majestically like a banished immortal.

[At the age of forty-six, you have already reached the second-grade Shenyou Realm and the Sword Dao Divine Ability Realm. Your cultivation has been raised to the middle stage of the Shenyou Realm. Your soul has grown stronger, and the power of heaven and earth you control has reached a vast expanse.]

[… His cultivation level was raised to the upper stage of the Divine Wandering Realm, and his soul became stronger, and the power he controlled over the world reached an area of ​​20,000 feet.]

[… His cultivation level rises to the lower stage of the Void Realm. His spirit and soul give birth to Yin and Yang. The Yin pole descends to the center of the sandalwood as its base, forming the Four Symbols Altar!
The anode rose above the palace, separating a strand of its soul and merging with the Pojun, Tanlang, and Qisha stars to form the basis of its magical powers! 】

[… His cultivation level has been raised to the middle stage of the Void Realm. His altar has been expanded, and he has a sword god position. He has obtained the position of “True Lord” and is in charge of killing! ]

As Chen Yi's cultivation level gradually improved, in the void, wisps of the power of heaven and earth condensed into silver-white sword intent, and a huge square altar was generated from the altar of the Danzhong acupoint.

On the altar, there are four cloud flags standing in the four directions. On the flags, patterns of blue dragon and white tiger intersect, presenting the momentum of dragons soaring and tigers leaping.

Inside the altar, thirty-six stars are arranged according to the positions of Yin and Yang and the Eight Trigrams, like thirty-six heavenly soldiers guarding it.

Strands of silver-white sword intent gathered from the four cloud flags towards the thirty-six stars in the middle, until they formed a silver-white sword light that went straight up like a pillar to the sky.

The light penetrated the void above, and it was unknown what it passed through, and it fell directly on a palace.

At that moment, a loud thunder exploded, and with the roar, the golden palace suddenly changed.

It is no longer a single palace, but a series of large palaces standing together, guarding the center where Chen Yi's mind is.

Surrounded by clouds and fairy music, it is as ethereal and peerless as the heavenly palace.

Chen Yi seemed unaware. His figure sitting on the throne was still upright, his eyes half-closed, but his hands made two complicated gestures, like a powerful immortal who had been banished.

"Roar--"

"Groan!!"

The little white tiger and the little green dragon sensed the changes around them and flew out from Chen Yi's knees one after another, circling among the palace complex.

At the same time, the little white tiger's body was gradually growing as it flew, almost one size larger with every step, until finally, it was even two meters long.

In contrast, Xiao Qinglong simply solidified his entire body when he was surrounded by the wisps of silver-white sword intent.

The dragon head, body, tail and four claws are lifelike, the dragon scales are as green as jade, and the hair is flying.

In just an incense stick of time, the dragon and the tiger were like newborn, roaring with joy.

However, when Xiaoqing saw Xiaobai, who was two meters tall, a hint of unhappiness appeared in his eyes.

"Long, you're so small."

The little white tiger showed a smile on his face as big as a millstone, and his eyes looked at Chen Yi who was sitting in the palace below.

It’s as if he’s saying, don’t look at me, it’s all his credit.

Xiaoqing grinned, and her eyes turned a few times, then fell on Chen Yi's side, sizing up his condition.

"Hey, Brother Yi is asleep, no one is taking care of Long."

Xiaoqing laughed and disappeared into the hall.

Then the dragon-shaped bracelet wrapped around Chen Yi's wrist moved, and its shape changed into a green dragon that was ten feet long.

It shrank its body and carefully avoided Chen Yi to avoid disrupting the surrounding arrangements.

After finding that Chen Yi did not move, the little green dragon stretched out its dragon claws towards the Sumeru bag on his waist.

One, two, three... Roar, the blood core of the demon king!
The little green dragon looked at the millstone-sized black blood core on his claw, and a drop of saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Slurp!
The dragon opened its head and saw that a blood core of a great demon king in the supernatural realm was gone, and a blood core of a demon in the master realm was also gone, and there was another one...

Xiao Qinglong touched his suddenly bloated belly and smacked his lips.

"A dragon is not a greedy dragon. I'd better leave a blood core of a virtual demon for Brother Yi, hehe..."

After he finished speaking, the little green dragon shook his head, showing some sleepiness, and then turned into a bracelet again and fell on Chen Yi's wrist.

"Grandpa is right. If a dragon follows Brother Yi and eats delicious food and drinks spicy drinks, it will grow faster."

"Hehe, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks... spicy food..."

Suddenly, a faint snoring sound was heard.

Then wisps of clouds and mist dissipated, quietly merging with the silver-white sword intent that Chen Yi had previously set up, and a faint hazy glow rose.

……

Chen Taihang looked at the changes around Chunhe Garden and immediately ordered:

"Quick, go tell Uncle San to activate all the Chen family formations. We must not let the aura here leak out!"

The guard bowed and accepted the order, then ran out quickly.

Ding Sansi looked at the colorful rays of light flashing in the silver and white above Chunhe Garden, his eyes full of amazement.

"Second Master, is the young marquis cultivating in seclusion? Such a terrifying phenomenon is probably rare."

Chen Taihang said unhappily: "Do you even need to ask? Yi'er's current cultivation is far beyond our imagination, so it is natural for him to be so powerful."

As he spoke, he looked at the dark clouds gathering in the sky with some worry, and sighed:
"I am afraid that Yi'er's retreat will cause too much noise and will disturb other people in Kyoto Prefecture again."

He was not worried about the nobles of the aristocratic families, the geniuses of the sects, and others. The only thing he cared about was that Chen Yi's frequent actions in recent times would make the royal family in the imperial city dissatisfied.

"To serve the emperor is like serving a tiger." The emperor can value Chen Yi and show him great favor, but he can also use thundering means to punish him.

Not long after, the formation that the Chen family had passed down thousands of years ago was activated, and clouds of gray mist enveloped the backyard, obscuring the location of Chunhe Garden.

However, before the mist could gather and overlap, palm-sized swords rose from the silver-white sword intent around Chunhe Garden and tore the mist into pieces.

Chen Taihang: “…”

Ding Sansi showed a look of astonishment on his face: "Second Master, what should we do now?"

Chen Taihang looked at the clouds above him which were becoming increasingly darker and scratched his head in annoyance.

"It seems that Yi'er's cultivation has improved greatly during this retreat. I'm afraid we can't hide it anymore..."

At this time, members of the Chen family who noticed something unusual in Chunheyuan rushed over.

The old lady came with the help of a maid, leaning on a cane. She looked at the surrounding rosy clouds and silvery white flashes with cloudy eyes, and immediately gave an order:

"Taihang, let everyone else disperse!"

"Grandma," Chen Taihang waved his hand to let Ding Sansi do as he was told, then smiled bitterly and said:

"My grandson is not worried about the people in the palace, but I am afraid that Yi'er will make too much noise and cause dissatisfaction among some people in Kyoto Prefecture."

The old lady glared at him and said, "My son, Qilin of the Chen family, is extremely talented and has made great progress in his cultivation. This is a blessing for the Great Wei Dynasty. What is there to be afraid of?"

"My grandson is worried..."

Before Chen Taihang finished speaking, an old and hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the tone was a little helpless and said:
"With this old man here, don't worry about anything!"

"Ancestor?"

Chen Taihang's expression changed, and he excitedly saluted in the direction of the martial arts arena and said, "Ancestor, is there any way to cover up this strange phenomenon?"

"..."

The owner of the voice was silent for a moment, as if he had a thousand words to say but couldn't.

"Taihang, I haven't tested your martial arts for a long time. Why don't you come to the library after Yi'er's retreat is over?"

Chen Taihang opened his mouth, and his face immediately showed some fear.

"Well, um, ancestor, I'm not trying to shirk my responsibility. It's just that my own cultivation has improved. Can you wait until I break through my current realm before..."

The owner of the old voice was obviously extremely angry. "What do you mean by again? Now, immediately, roll over here!"

If he could conceal the secret cultivation of a powerful person in the realm of supernatural powers, why would he stay in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion and not come out?
Such power frightened even a Grandmaster like him. If he used forceful attack, he would probably be torn into pieces by the sword intent just like the formation.

"..."

Chen Taihang had a bitter face and looked at the old lady pleadingly, feeling somewhat afraid in his heart.

Since childhood, the thing he and his brother Chen Taiping feared most was going to the library.

Either they were forced to read various classics, or they would be tested by the old ancestor.

He still remembers vividly the feeling of having no response from God.

"grandmother……"

Old Madam Chen ignored him and asked Chen Lixin to take good care of the area around Chunhe Garden.

Chen Lixin nodded, patted Chen Taihang on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Taihang, listen to the ancestor's instructions and roll over..."

(End of this chapter)