Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

In the mountain and river cauldron, there is a picture scroll, spread out flatly, with rosy clouds surging.

Strange mountains and rivers, grasslands and lakes, plains and canyons, cities and villages, etc... can all be presented one by one in the scroll with incomparable clarity.

This is different from the mountains and rivers painting of the Wen Yuan that Anle saw in the Imperial Examination of the Great Zhao Dynasty. The mountains and rivers painting of the Wen Yuan was a picture painted by a great Confucian who walked around the world and incorporated his own awe-inspiring words into his pen and ink.

It's not even a treasure, just a first-grade magic weapon.

The pictures inside are ink-like, and they are all false. Although they incorporate the will of the great scholars in the academy, they are obviously not comparable to the pictures of mountains and rivers presented by the real Shanhe Tripod.

As the national destiny of the Dali Kingdom, swallowed up by the invincible force, poured into it, the pictures of the mountains and rivers became more and more lifelike. Anle could even see all the pictures in the territory of the Dali Kingdom in a single thought.

Such a strange scene is very novel to Anle, as if he has a real-time map of the entire Dali, and he can click wherever he wants to see.

Of course, it is limited to the scope of Dali Kingdom, because the two mountain and river cauldrons only light up the scope of Dali Kingdom.

Although the Dali Kingdom has never recognized that it belongs to the scope of China-Earth, Shanhe Ding has ignored it and directly included it, and it can only be regarded as a corner of the country.

What really attracted Anle's attention was the third mountain and river tripod shown on the mountain and river community map.

Condensed by luck, it appears ethereal.

Anle subconsciously reached out and grabbed the third Mountain and River Cauldron.

In an instant, it was as if the clouds high in the sky were torn apart, the mountains and rivers changed, and the stars and rivers turned around.

Anle's entire figure seemed to be directly pulled by the Mountain and River Cauldron in an instant, and disappeared in place.

On the star-catching stage.

Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe, who were admiring this unique masterpiece of the Star Reaching Platform, both felt that the aura of peace and joy disappeared in an instant.

Almost as soon as an afterimage passed by, Wang Yansheng's figure had already appeared in the Anle retreat.

"Gone?"

Su Muzhe also appeared, with surprise in his eyes.

"Master An...where have you gone?"

"Aren't you in retreat? Why did you disappear suddenly?"

Anle disappeared too suddenly, almost out of thin air. Not to mention a reaction, he didn't even have time to move his eyes.

"Mr. An doesn't look like he's leaving without saying goodbye. It's possible that there was some minor accident during his practice. Otherwise, if he had gone anywhere, he would have said something to us."

"Besides, Mr. Lu just said that what Dali is about to face is the attack of the Yuanmeng cavalry. Without the help of Dali's national destiny that he has devoured, the city defense formation will be easily torn apart. When the time comes... Dali will be in trouble Keep it."

Wang Yansheng frowned.

It's not impossible for Anle to leave, but at this point, it's a little... not appropriate.

"Palace Master, you wait here. If the young master comes back, it would be best. If he doesn't come back, you have to protect the star-catching platform. I will go find Mr. Lu and discuss countermeasures. If the young master really cannot come back in time, we may Be prepared to retreat."

"With the current situation in Dali, it is impossible to deal with the Yuanmeng cavalry."

After Wang Yansheng finished speaking, the sword light appeared in his arm bones, and instantly burst out from the star-picking platform, illuminating the brilliance of dawn, and his body stretched out as fast as a shooting star.

Su Muzhe's face was solemn, her eyebrows were shining, the sword palace was looming, and the swords hanging one after another were clanging in it.

She unreservedly released her energy, her soul surged, and she sensed the surroundings, trying to sense whether Anle was still around, but unfortunately, she didn't catch any aura.

The peace and happiness disappeared without a trace, and I don’t know where it went.

But Wang Yansheng didn't relax very far.

Lu Yishan, who was dealing with domestic affairs in Dali, sensed that he had a stargazing map and was very sensitive to the situation in Dali.

As soon as the breath of peace disappeared from the capital of Dali, he had already noticed it.

After handing over some tasks to trusted civil and military officials, Wang Yansheng's figure emerged from the palace in the form of overflowing sword light.

"The young master suddenly disappeared."

Wang Yansheng's hair was flying, her sleeves were fluttering, and she looked like a bohemian swordsman.

After his cultivation reached the tenth level, his longevity increased and he looked more handsome.

"I feel that it is strange that the young master has disappeared, but we don't have to worry... With the young master's temperament, he will not disappear for no reason. Something must have happened that he cannot control."

"We will wait for a while. As for the attack of the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry, it will take at least two days to set off from Yuanmeng and march to Dali, even if it is equipped with a Sky Demon Horse. We will wait a moment."

Lu Yishan said softly, his voice was very calm and not in a hurry.

"The worst case scenario is that we withdraw from Dali and no longer hold on."

"Young Master has devoured the national destiny of Dali. Now the national destiny belongs to Young Master. As long as Young Master does not die, we will be the orthodoxy of Dali. As for the capital, it is not a big problem to give it to Yuan Meng. The worst is to take it back later."

Lu Yishan was very indifferent. Although An Le's sudden disappearance caught them off guard, the impact was not big.

Wang Yansheng also calmed down and was no longer as anxious as before.

"I wonder where the young master has gone..." Wang Yansheng frowned, he was still really worried about Anle's safety.

After all, the current Jianchi Palace has been completely bound to Anle.

Lu Yishan was holding a book in his hand, recording the situation of Dali's treasury, and heard Wang Yansheng murmuring.

"The disappearance of the young master in seclusion is obviously related to his cultivation. Let's take a guess. What can make the young master suddenly disappear must be related to space. It is either the Mohist space seal or the two mountain and river cauldrons..."

"The disappearance of the spatial seal must have caused strong spatial fluctuations. You and Mu Zhe cannot react in time, so we rule out the spatial seal. Obviously, the disappearance of the young master... is related to the Mountain and River Cauldron."

Lu Yishan leaned on the chair, pointed at the book, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he smiled.

"Perhaps, the young master...maybe he ran away to a certain holy mountain?"

"The Holy Master turned the seven mountain and river cauldrons into seven holy mountains. The only ones that can summon the young master to leave are the other mountain and river cauldrons..."

Wang Yansheng licked his lips, stroked his beard, and looked at Lu Yishan like a monster.

Are all people who use their brains so scary?

Can you analyze so much with just a few clues?

In front of such a person, wouldn't there be no secrets at all?

It looked so scary. Fortunately, Lao Lu was on the same side as him.

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It's like falling from a height of ten thousand feet, tearing apart the cloud flow, allowing the mountains to appear before your eyes.

When his eyes were clear, Anle found himself on the top of a mountain, green and green, with trees in it, a light rain falling, and a hazy mist in the mountains.

An Le, dressed in white and snowy, stepped on the muddy mountain road and stepped on the bluestone, lost in thought, looking around, as if analyzing the position where he appeared.

The two Mountain and River Cauldrons have returned to the crest pillars. They are rising and falling quietly. The two Mountain and River Cauldrons, which have been refined to the extreme, are now very well-behaved, with a feeling of being commanded by arms.

Although Anle is still unable to fully unleash the power of the Mountain and River Cauldron, that is because of his own shortcomings in cultivation. When his cultivation level improves, he will naturally be able to master the power of the Mountain and River Cauldron.

"This is a mountain?"

"Holy mountain?"

An Le thought that he was not stupid. The third Mountain and River Cauldron shown on the Mountain and River Sheji Map might be the summons of the Mountain and River Cauldron.

And where is Shanhe Ding?

Naturally, among the many holy mountains, except for the Mountain and River Cauldron on the seventh mountain, which was refined by him, he also refined the Mountain and River Cauldron in the Tomb of the First Emperor.

The remaining Mountain and River Cauldrons are distributed in two locations.

The remaining six holy mountains, and... God, the White Tiger Family.

There is a Mountain and River Cauldron that was robbed by the mighty White Tiger Family thousands of years ago. Its whereabouts are unknown now, and it is probably living in the White Tiger Family.

This third Mountain and River Cauldron definitely cannot be the Mountain and River Cauldron that is wandering in the sky.

After all, the two realms are separated, and it is impossible for the Mountains and Rivers to show a cross-border picture, because the mountains and rivers depict the mountains and rivers of the human world, not the fairyland.

Anle's eyebrows glowed brightly, and her soul spread out, covering the entire mountain in an instant.

In his perception, two figures soon appeared, with strong and majestic auras. They were actually two practitioners of the Nine Realms of Perfection...

The two people seemed to sense the aura of peace and opened their eyes suddenly, with huge surprise surging in their eyes.

"this……"

The two looked at each other, and the next moment they started to move. After a few breaths, they rushed to An Le's side.

"Who is coming? This is the First Holy Mountain, no unauthorized entry! Leave quickly and spare your life!"

The sound of cold shouts exploded among the mountains, and a majestic momentum carried the pressure of the entire mountain and swept towards Anle.

However, Anle laughed when he heard this.

"The first holy mountain..."

"It's a coincidence that this isn't the case."

Facing the pressure from the incoming man, Anle raised his hand and tapped lightly. The pressure, which was like a toppling mountain, suddenly collapsed and could no longer form any oppression.

The expressions of the two people who had reached the nine realms of perfection suddenly changed.

But one of them saw An Le, recognized An Le, and his eyes shrank.

"Ao Lian, the mountain guard of the First Mountain, has met the Lord of the Seventh Mountain!"

A figure that looked like a Taoist boy fell down. He was not tall and was only the size of an ordinary child, but Anle knew that the child in front of him was not a human being.

Rich demonic energy surges, and there is a special bloodline power.

"Dragon clan?" Anle was startled and raised his eyebrows.

Every mountain master will choose a mountain guardian. When the sixth mountain master chose a mountain guardian, there was a lot of commotion.

The first mountain lord, Uncle Yan Tong, who became the mountain lord early, naturally had a mountain guard.

The little Taoist boy Aolian had no arrogance in the face of Anle. He was very humble. The reason was very simple, because Anle was the mountain lord and he was just the mountain guard. Even though Anle was the mountain lord of the seventh mountain and could not control the first mountain, he still had dignity and inferiority. Here it is.

"Lord of the Mountain, I am indeed a member of the Dragon Clan, a lineage of the East China Sea Dragon. Three hundred years ago, I was sent to the First Mountain by the Dragon King for causing bad things. I worshiped under the Lord of the First Mountain and became a mountain guardian, with the intention of cultivating my mind and character. "The little Taoist boy Ao Lian said with a smile.

Anle's eyes sparkled, she was really a dragon.

Outside the continent, there is a vast ocean. The ocean is the world of dragons. It is divided into four seas and has four major dragons. Ten thousand years ago, Ying Qin unified the world and was extremely powerful. He unified the four seas and the dragons from all directions came to worship.

Unfortunately, with the collapse of Ying Qin, the grand return of the Sifang Dragons rarely occurs anymore.

Anle nodded without saying anything, and turned to look at the other descending figure. It was also not a human being, with a strong demonic aura on his body, but unlike Ao Lian, he did not have dragon blood.

"Xia Baiyu was originally a demon from Kunpeng Mountain. He worshiped the First Mountain five hundred years ago and became a mountain guardian."

The man has a graceful figure, and although his demonic aura is strong, he looks somewhat immortal and not like a demon at all.

A demon clan with nine perfect realms can be called a great demon, plus a dragon with nine perfect realms.

Uncle Yan Tong's two mountain guardians are not weak in cultivation.

However, Anle was not surprised, because Uncle Yan Tong, the first mountain lord, was a strong man who had reached the tenth realm. It was not an exaggeration to accept two mountain guardians who had reached the ninth realm.

"The First Mountain Lord has now betrayed the Holy Mountain, why haven't you left yet?"

Anle asked doubtfully.

He is not worried about the two attacking him. With his current fighting power, he has no fear at all against a real dragon or a big demon.

"The mountain master is joking. It is our blessing to be able to worship in the holy mountain and practice. The first mountain master has betrayed the holy mountain, but we are still the guardians of the mountain. Unless the holy master opens his mouth to expel him, or the new number one If the mountain lord expels us and chooses a new mountain guardian, then we will always be the mountain guardians of the First Mountain."

Ao Lian smiled.

The great demon Bai Yu naturally means the same thing. Being able to become the guardian of the Holy Mountain has a noble status and a layer of protection. Before the Holy Master and the new mountain master have driven away, if they do not leave, it means that they have not given up their identity as the mountain guardian. For the world, this identity still has a deterrent effect.

"You guys see clearly." An Le smiled.

He naturally didn't like Uncle Yan Tong and had plotted against him many times, but there was no need to involve these two mountain guards.

"I wonder why the Lord of the Seventh Mountain came to the First Mountain...?"

Ao Lian asked curiously.

Of course, the two of them had heard about the legendary Seventh Mountain Lord. Uncle Yan Tong, the first mountain owner, also had to give up his identity as the Holy Mountain Lord because of his happiness.

Now, this legendary figure appeared in front of them, and the two of them naturally released their curiosity.

Anle did not hide anything, and directly stated his purpose: "There is a Mountain and River Cauldron hidden in the belly of the First Mountain. I will refine the Mountain and River Cauldron."

Ao Lian and Bai Yu were startled, then took a deep breath.

Refining the Mountain and River Cauldron...

That was something even the First Mountain Master was not qualified to do.

As mountain guards, they naturally know how much Uncle Yan Tong covets the Mountain and River Cauldron in the belly of the mountain. It is a treasure that contains the fortune of mountains and rivers in the world. For practitioners like Uncle Yan Tong who cultivate fortune, it is simply fatal. of poison.

However, the Holy Master did not allow it, so Uncle Yan Tong did not dare to take it.

I have been coveting it for hundreds of years, but the Holy Master allowed a junior who had just become the Lord of the Seventh Mountain to refine the Mountain and River Cauldron... There is no harm if there is no comparison.

The reason why Uncle Yan Tong is targeting Anle may be due to this reason.

"Are you going to stop me?" An Le, dressed in white, Sheng Xue, with flying sleeves, looked at the two of them and chuckled.

Ao Lian and Bai Yu quickly bowed and saluted: "I don't dare."

The mountain guard dares to take action against the mountain master?

It was too comfortable to despise. Once it was known, the status of the mountain guardian would be removed, and he would even be sanctioned by the major mountain masters and even the saint master.

Practicing in the Holy Mountain, you can get the increase brought by the Mountain River Cauldron and speed up your practice. For the demon clan and dragon clan, the benefits are huge, because most demon clan and dragon clan are based on growth. The more mature they are, the better they are. Powerful, although they also have supporting practices and scriptures, the transformation brought about by time accounts for a large proportion.

Practicing in the Holy Mountain can increase the speed of practice without affecting the transformation caused by time. Therefore, practicing on the Holy Mountain has huge benefits.

Besides, they really didn’t dare to hinder An Le.

Both of them could clearly feel a strong sense of crisis from Anle.

If they really dare to take action, they... will probably be killed.

Although the strength of the Seventh Mountain Lord in front of him is only the Eighth Realm Perfection, he... seems to have the power to compete with the Ninth Realm Perfection.

An Le took a deep look at the two. Ao Lian and Bai Yu lowered their heads, not daring to make any move, for fear that An Le would think they were going to take action.

"In that case, I will enter the mountain first."

An Le said calmly, no longer paying attention to the two of them, and with a thought, he disappeared directly into the heart of the first mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is a gentle breeze.

Brings a little coolness.

Ao Lian and Bai Yu looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes: "If the Mountain and River Cauldron is refined by the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, then there will be no reason for us to stay in the Holy Mountain, because the Holy Mountain's effect on increasing practice mainly comes from the mountains and rivers. Ding, without the Mountain River Ding, the Holy Mountain cannot be called a Holy Mountain... If we continue to stay, it will be no different to our practice and will have no meaning. "

"Where is our future?"

Both of them had confusion in their eyes, thinking about the future.

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Anle appeared in the belly of the mountain. In the hollow belly of the mountain, bronze lamps were lit. The lights flickered, reflecting the coldness in the quiet and dark mountainside.

The interior of the mountain is not very shabby. It looks like no one has ever set foot in it. Instead, it is quite warm. There are even stone beds and tables, making it look like a large room.

There are many ancient scrolls scattered on the stone table, including yellowed books, bamboo slips with seal carvings, and even a pair of tortoise shells with very ancient characters engraved on them.

Obviously, Uncle Yan Tong comes here often. While observing the Mountain and River Cauldron, he also uses the power of the Mountain and River Cauldron to improve himself.

After all, the Mountain and River Cauldron is a treasure. Even if it cannot be refined, the Mountain and River Cauldron is located where it can automatically form and absorb the energy between heaven and earth, and even activate the power of the Great Dao, so it is of great help to practice.

This is also the main reason why Ao Lian and Bai Yu Yi Long Yi Yao chose to stick to the First Mountain as mountain guards.

When Anle appeared here, his eyes were attracted by the suspended Mountain and River Cauldron located in the center.

This is the third mountain and river tripod that Anle has come into contact with. It was forged by the emperor of the ancient human race. It is ancient, mysterious and profound.

Anle carefully discovered that although the three Shanhe tripods he had come across so far were all three-legged bronze tripods, they were actually slightly different in style.

The three tripods all have unique styles and are not the same tripod. If you observe them carefully, they can be easily distinguished.

For example, the difference in texture, the subtle changes in the seal carving patterns, etc. can all be used to distinguish them. I don't feel strange about this.

Every Shanhe Cauldron is unique, which is easy to understand.

"I refined two Mountain and River Cauldrons, integrated them with the national destiny of the Dali Kingdom, and presented the Mountain and River Society Map. In the scroll, I condensed the third Mountain and River Cauldron with luck, and when it came into contact with the Mountain and River Cauldron, it was teleported here... It seems that , there should be a connection between the mountains and rivers and the tripod."

"That means that if I refine the Eight Mountains and Rivers Cauldron, I will have the opportunity to sense the ninth Mountains and Rivers Cauldron that was taken away and replaced by God."

Anle's eyes were bright, and a smile couldn't help but appear on her face.

He was teleported here by the third Mountain and River Cauldron, which actually made him happy, because from this point of view, it is possible to retrieve the ninth lost Mountain and River Cauldron, giving him a chance to complete his Master of War Sutra , happy and naturally happy.

Although Anle initially believed that the ninth Mountain and River Cauldron would return sooner or later, even if the cauldron was snatched into the sky and lost in an unknown place, he still felt a little confused and confused.

After all, God is separated from the human world, and it is not an easy task to set foot on it. Moreover, God is vast and infinitely larger than the mountains and rivers of the human world. Perhaps only when the mountains and rivers of the human world have not shrunk can they be compared with God.

But now, Anle has the confidence to find the ninth Mountain and River Cauldron, which means he has seen hope, and he is naturally very happy.

Raise your hand and touch the Mountain and River Cauldron, the art of war is running in your body, and the scripture route of the Nine Cauldrons' main sutra appears automatically. The ridge pillars roar with filial piety, and the surging breath of the mountains and rivers hangs down, echoing the third Mountain and River Cauldron.

The mountain and river cauldron trembled, and the entire First Mountain was shaking.

I already have a lot of experience in refining the Mountain and River Cauldron Anle, but I don't have too much anxiety and uneasiness, and I even have some plans in mind.

The energy, blood and mind power emerged from the body and poured into the Mountain River Cauldron violently.

Invisibly, there was a vague connection with Shanhe Ding.

Roar!

The crest pillar is like a leaping bloody dragon, winding and circling, heading towards the third Mountain River Cauldron.

After a while, the third Mountain River Cauldron was drawn in and returned towards the crest pillar.

The third Mountain River Cauldron entered the ridge pillar, and it was like a meteorite falling from the sky. It hit the vast sea hard, causing the calm energy and blood in the body to explode into ripples and white waves that shot into the sky, forming a ring. A huge wave that spreads in circles!

An Le's Qi and blood, which was stationed in the eight realms of perfection, began to slowly rise at this moment!

However, Anle's face changed slightly soon.

because……

In the third mountain and river cauldron, an aura of soul that did not belong to the mountain and river cauldron overflowed!

A shadow that resembles the extreme lake slowly rises from the mountain and river tripod.

Like a mud monster slowly rising from a mud swamp, the mud monster opened its eyes, a pair of deep and indifferent eyes, as if looking directly at the outside world, looking at the peaceful soul.

The black figure was suspended above the third Mountain and River Cauldron, and he slowly grinned.

"Lao Qi..."

An Le's eyes burst out with intense murderous intent!

"Uncle Yan Tong!

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In Lishan, the storm is still there and the sky is covered with heavy snow.

As the seal was produced in the Lishan Ancient Tomb, all the powerful men from the Ten Realms including Emperor Yuanmeng who entered were banned, and the entire mountain fell into ice and snow.

Even the Nine Realm experts cannot get any closer to this mountain. Without strong enough cultivation support, they will easily be frozen into a lump of ice and fall into it.

In the Lishan Ancient Tomb, the underground palace still exists. With the departure of Anle and others, the Immortal Ancient Battlefield continued to collapse and disappear, and was swallowed up by the turbulent flow of space. However, the underground palace ancient tomb was not torn apart in the space cracks. crack.

At this moment, in the underground palace, many strong men had already stopped fighting, divided into camps, and faced each other.

But while they were confronting each other, they were also absorbing the origins of the Immortal Lord that permeated the air of the underground palace.

Being locked up in the underground palace, many powerful people actually don't care too much. As for the influence from the outside world, except for a few people, the rest really don't care that much.

When they reach this state, they care more about their own future and whether they can continue their lives.

But now, being sealed in it gives them the idea of ​​a breakthrough, because if they can understand the origin of the Immortal Lord lingering in the air, they may be able to break through their own shackles and find the opportunities and qualifications to hit the next path. .

Emperor Yuanmeng's aura was the most majestic. As the strongest man in the underground palace, when he was refining the power of the last dragon vein, his aura also underwent subtle transformations during the refining process.

Old Sword Master, Old Heavenly Master and other powerful men watched and had a strong urge to interrupt Emperor Yuan Meng's breakthrough, but this urge was quickly suppressed by them.

Because they knew that even if they took action, they could not interrupt Emperor Yuanmeng's breakthrough.

It may even break the balance in the underground palace at this moment, and cause Emperor Yuanmeng to take action against them. With their strength, only by joining forces with powerful people such as Time Buddha and Lingzhu Master can they barely compete with Emperor Yuanmeng.

On the other side, Uncle Yan Tong sat cross-legged, also in an isolated state like Emperor Yuan Meng.

However, Uncle Yan Tong didn't care. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

An expectant smile appeared on the old face.

"Old Man has left three foreshadowings in the world, and they are all aimed at you Anle... Now, the first foreshadowing has been triggered, and Old Man wants to see if this existence that is not in destiny can be killed by Old Man!"

A smile appeared on Uncle Yan Tong's lips.

He naturally knew that Anle wanted to refine the Mountain and River Cauldron. Like Emperor Yuanmeng, he took a different path, but it was essentially the right path.

This is a path opened by the ancient emperors, with a bright future.

Emperor Yuanmeng is almost successful, but Anle... has just started, and it is precisely because it is just starting that it can be killed.

Uncle Yan Tong planned to seize this opportunity.

There is a mountain and river cauldron hidden in the belly of every mountain in the holy mountain. Uncle Yan Tong watched the mountain and river cauldron for hundreds of years, and lived with the mountain and river cauldron whether he ate or drank.

However, in these years, the Holy Master has not allowed him to refine the Mountain and River Cauldron. If he tries to refine it, he will be interfered by the Holy Master's will and fail. Of course, Uncle Yan Tong also understands that even without the interference of the Holy Master, he will fail. .

To refine the Mountain and River Cauldron requires a destiny that can carry luck.

His Uncle Yan Tong might be a little worse off, as Emperor Yuanmeng had such a fate.

Of course Uncle Yan Tong believed in fate and followed the way of heaven. This was the path he had been walking.

Therefore, he left a touch of his soul power in the Mountain and River Cauldron. That soul could unleash as much power as his own body. When Anle was refining the Mountain and River Cauldron, he could complete the ultimate kill and erase this person who was not in his destiny. His existence can make his path perfect and take that crucial step.

Uncle Yan Tong felt at this moment that the power of his soul left in the Mountain and River Cauldron was activated.

This shows that Anle began to refine the Mountain and River Cauldron in his first mountain.

The Mountain and River Cauldron, which he had been with for hundreds of years, was going to be refined by Anle and eventually leave him. Uncle Yan Tong felt extremely unwilling to do so, as well as resentment towards the Holy Master's preference.

In the underground palace, many powerful people are practicing, trying to impact and transform the origin of the refining and diffused immortal.

Uncle Yan Tong slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.

"Help me prove the truth, Lao Qi."

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Qingcheng Mountain, Zhenwu Temple.

The Heavenly Gate descended to the human world, but it was covered by Taoist Qingyun's methods, blocking this mighty aura.

The powerful being behind the portal has eyes as vast as stars, filled with intertwined auras, surging like huge waves.

His eyes passed through the portal and fell on Taoist Qingyun.

The meaning is obvious, asking Taoist Qingyun why he extradited Tianmen.

"Exalted Immortal, something happened in the world. The master of the temple was sealed in the ancient tomb where the First Emperor Ying Qin was buried. It is difficult to leave."

"But the master of the temple sent back his thoughts and told Pindao that the coffin of the First Emperor Ying Qin had left the ancient tomb, and that the First Emperor Ying Qin had laid out an eternal plan to hunt down the Tiger Amber Immortal who had suppressed him for thousands of years, and take the Tiger Amber Immortal Your origin is to complete the feat of transforming your corpse into a drought monster."

Taoist Qingyun held a peach wood sword, sealed the seal, and said seriously.

However, Taoist Qingyun had just finished speaking.

The eyes of the immortal behind the portal suddenly shrank, and then a more terrifying aura surged across. Even the original immortal king behind the portal, who was at the eleventh level, was extremely respectful under this aura.

"Ying Qin wants to transform into a Drought Demon? A Drought Demon is a mythical creature, comparable to ancient gods and demons. Once the transformation is successful, it will be enough to step into the Twelve Realms and live a second life... We will never allow Ying Qin to succeed! Stop him! At any cost!"

The mighty sound came, disembodied and from nowhere.

It seems like it is in heaven, it seems like it is around Qingcheng Mountain, and it seems like it is in everyone's ears and minds.

It's like it's everywhere between heaven and earth.

Taoist Qingyun was horrified, what kind of existence is this?

It is definitely an existence that surpasses the Immortal Lord of the Eleventh Realm!

Taoist Qingyun was in the early stages of the Three Disasters of the Ten Realms. He had survived the thunder of annihilation, and his own cultivation was considered to be at the pinnacle of the human world. In addition to the Guanzhu, Emperor Yuanmeng and a few other strong men who had perfected the Ten Realms, he felt Apart from being tricky, he can deal with anyone with ease.

However, at this moment, a voice came from behind Tianmen, which made him feel sad, as if the other party wanted to kill him, and all he needed was a careless finger!

Taoist Qingyun came down respectfully and immediately told everything he knew clearly.

"Ying Qin hid in the coffin and transformed into a drought monster...hiding in a sword? Seize the sword and send it to Tianmen. There will be many rewards."

The mighty and majestic words of God’s mighty and powerful people came down again, coming in boundlessly.

Taoist Qingyun's heart trembled, and his face could not help but condense, and then he showed a look of sadness and said: "Shangxian, Xiaodao junior brother Qingfeng went to get the sword, but he died in the battle... There are no bones left, it is extremely miserable, the temple master was sealed in Lishan Mountain , now Zhenwu Temple only has one statue, Pindao, and Pindao needs to stay in the Zhenwu Ancestral Court and cannot leave. "

Later, Taoist Qingyun introduced Hu Tian, ​​Hu Yue and others in the distance.

Hutian, Huyue and other descendants of the immortals of the White Tiger family did not expect Taoist Qingyun to introduce them in front of such a powerful person. They couldn't help but be extremely excited and knelt down to kowtow.

"A descendant of the ancient White Tiger Immortal family left behind in the human world?"

"Just a bunch of mixed descendants."

"However, after all, the blood of my White Tiger Immortal Ancient Family flows in my body. It is a good opportunity to carry the will of the top genius in the clan..."

"Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"

The vast words were passed down, and there was no excitement at all about the return of Hu Tian, ​​Hu Yue and others.

Hu Yue raised her head blankly, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

But Hu Tian, ​​who was kneeling on the ground beside him, was frozen and motionless. He, who had perfected the nine realms of cultivation and was the strongest among the descendants, was filled with sadness and endless despair.

Sure enough, God's White Tiger Family doesn't care about their descendants left behind in the world at all...

They even regard them as bastards.

The return of the descendants of the White Tiger family such as Lao Xianchang, Hu Hai, and Hucang, who have been longing for it, is nothing but a joke in the eyes of the powerful.

Endless coolness, ridiculous perseverance...

"I don't want to wait!"

"We have worked hard in the Immortal Ancient battlefield for thousands of years and never gave up. We have fought against the stone warriors of Qin. Generations of descendants of the Immortal Ancient family have died. All we want is to be able to return to heaven and see the scenery of heaven. ...I don’t want to sacrifice myself!”

Hu Yue also understood. The girl's eye circles suddenly turned red, her figure was cold, and her heart was cold for the indifference of the White Tiger Immortal Ancient Family.

The cold reality severely impacted her mind, making her almost crazy. Therefore, at this moment, she ignored the pressure of the mighty power in the sky and directly refuted.

She burst into tears as she spoke, explaining how difficult it was for the descendants of the Immortal Ancient Family to persevere in the Immortal Ancient battlefield for thousands of years.

Hu Tian was lying on the side, his whole body was shaking violently, his eyes were red, and he felt sad.

The two remaining descendants of the Immortal Ancient Family also had red eyes, gritted their teeth, and trembled all over. They were moved and moved by Hu Yue's words.

However, the powerful figure behind the Tianmen seemed to be overlooking them from above, indifferent and indifferent. He was not moved by Hu Yue's words at all, and was even unhappy because of Hu Yue's disobedience.

"It's just a miscellaneous blood. It's not worthy to return to the Immortal Ancient Family. The Immortal Ancient Family... doesn't need mixed blood."

Dan Mo's cold words were like the edge of a cold sword, piercing the hearts of Hu Yue, Hu Tian and others.

Hu Yue's delicate body was crumbling, and her eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Your only value in the world now... is to lead the genius of our White Tiger family to come. This is your supreme honor as a pure blood. You have been looking for this moment for thousands of years of hard work and perseverance. "

The words that seemed to come from all over the world like a tide hit Hu Yue hard again.

"No!"

Hu Yue screamed in protest.

However.

Behind the Tianmen, a terrifying will suddenly dropped. Hu Yue wanted to resist, but she couldn't resist at all.

Hu Tian suddenly rose up and swept towards the outside of Qingcheng Mountain, but Taoist Qingyun took action coldly and pinched the seal a little, and Hu Tian's body, which was perfect in the ninth realm, fell to the ground as if it was being pressed by the mountain.

"Why has Pindao been reluctant to help you? Can't you figure it out?"

Taoist Qingyun sighed.

He had expected this scene.

For the Immortal Ancient Family, the existence of Hu Yue, Hu Tian and others is a blood insult. Not to mention returning, existence is a shame.

The only function is to make it easier for the gods from God to guide them.

The light of the soul fell down one after another. Hu Yue, Hu Tian and two other descendants of the Immortal Ancient Family, the divine light in their eyes dimly died. The soul was cut off, the soul was obliterated, and the body was replaced.

The rain of light continued, and a moment later.

The powerful will behind the Tianmen went away, and the Tianmen closed.

Taoist Qingyun's face showed fatigue, and his soul felt an indescribable difficulty.

The surrounding disciples of Zhenwu Temple are also exhausted. Keeping the Tianmen open is also a big pressure for them. It is definitely not easy to control a magic weapon like Tianmen that transcends the most precious treasures, let alone this time. Carrying the arrival of God’s geniuses.

The eyes of Hu Yue and others were dull for a moment. Suddenly, the divine light in their eyes was turbulent, spirituality emerged, their auras were rising steadily, their flesh and blood were transforming, immortal energy was growing from their flesh and blood, and the fire of Nirvana was burning and intertwined. .

Taoist Qingyun's face shrank slightly and he took a deep breath.

The four descendants of the Immortal Ancient Family bear the arrival of the four Heavenly Prodigies, and their cultivation levels have actually been promoted to the tenth realm!

Among them, the genius who occupies Hutian's body has improved his cultivation to the level of ten realms and two disasters.

His eyes were smart and deep, he twisted his neck and said calmly: "Not bad, although it is mixed blood, but after all, it is the blood of the Tiger Amber Immortal Lord. It is okay to carry the geniuses in the middle reaches of the Immortal Pride Monument like us. If you want to carry the monsters at the front of the Immortal Pride Monument, it is simply not enough, and the will will cause the flesh and blood to fall apart. "

The other three immortal geniuses are also familiar with flesh and blood.

"Where is the young man who holds the sword that carries the coffin of Winning Qin?"

The genius of the upper world who occupied Hutian's body had deep eyes, and immortal energy surged in his eyes. After getting familiar with the body, he looked at Taoist Qingyun and asked.

Taoist Qingyun exhaled, "Is this the Monument of Immortal Pride?"

He still knows that the temple owner once mentioned that the Immortal Pride Monument records the geniuses of the five ancient immortal families and the Heavenly Court within fifty years.

The geniuses who can be listed on the list have basically set foot in the ten realms.

After all, the cultivation environments in heaven and on earth are completely different.

Meeting the gazes, Taoist Qingyun held a peach wood sword, smiled gently, and pointed in the direction of Dali Kingdom.

The genius from the upper world who occupied Hutian's body smiled faintly, and there were unexpectedly silver lights bursting out around him like lightning, enveloping the other three, tearing apart the space, and escaping into it.

The fierce air flow roared, blowing Taoist Qingyun's beard and hair flying, his eyes tightened slightly, he was actually a genius who had mastered the avenue of space!

It seems... Anle is coming to an end!

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The light of dawn rises from the end of the horizon.

It was like a red fireball slowly hanging in the air, rising thousands of feet into the sky, releasing a blazing brilliance that illuminated the mountains, rivers and land.

The capital of Dali, which has experienced a sudden change overnight, looks as quiet as ever from the outside, with mottled marks on the city walls.

��The defenders who were killed by Anle were replaced by a group of people under the command of Lu Yishan. These people were extremely loyal followers of Lu Yishan.

They wore golden armor and stomachs. The Dali Kingdom admired gold, and the armors and stomachs on their bodies were also golden. They patrolled in formation on the city wall, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Suddenly, the leader of the Nine Realms general suddenly turned his head and looked outside the capital of Dali Kingdom.

Two figures rushed over quickly, and an overwhelming sense of oppression swept over them.

Boom!

The trees on both sides swayed, pushed away by the terrifying pressure and air waves.

"Enemy attack!"

Without hesitation, the Nine Realm experts immediately roared, drums beat, and bells rang.

After a night of chaos in the capital of Dali, riots suddenly broke out again. Many people took to the streets in confusion, facing the rising sun and looking outside the city.

However, compared to last night, their faces were less worried and more confident, because their national master was back. The legendary national master had created too many miracles and won too many things for the people of Dali. Benefit.

The common people trusted the Imperial Preceptor, and the dignitaries also hated and loved the Imperial Preceptor.

boom!

The brilliance dissipated, and the tyrannical energy and blood lingered around the body like ribbons of smoke. King Yangzhai was wearing armor and stomach, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and he was carrying a huge ink-colored sword on his back. The whole person was like a long unsheathed sword with a sharp edge. Incomparable, want to kill everything.

Next to King Yangzhai was Marshal Tu Lei, who was tall and round but held a precious feather fan.

Tu Lei is as famous as Wo Xuan, but now that Wo Xuan has fallen, Tu Lei has obtained the treasure instead, and his status and strength are superior to Wo Xuan.

"Your Majesty, Dali Kingdom has arrived."

Tu Lei prided himself on being elegant and smiling. He was originally a reckless man, but holding the feather fan made him less reckless. He felt that he needed to become refined in order to be worthy of this treasure.

"Attack directly...or?"

Tu Lei looked at King Yang Zhai, whose aura was majestic and filled with the fire of Nirvana, and asked.

He naturally followed the lead of King Yangzhai. After all, there was a new member of the Tenth Realm in Dali, and that was not a being that Tu Lei could deal with.

There was a blazing flame emerging from King Yangzhai's eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed the precious black knife behind his back.

In an instant, the violent sword energy continued to cut and impact in all directions.

"Wang Yansheng, come out and fight, let me see the most precious sword you forged!"

King Yangdi spoke with a calm voice.

But the moment after it was heard, it was like a huge wave rolled up by a big river, slamming hard on the long embankment and making a terrifying explosion, as if it was about to smash the long embankment into pieces.

In the capital of Dali.

All the cultivators only felt a burst of heartache, and just a cry of war made their energy and blood surge. There was a vague unbearable shock, which made them almost vomit blood.

Ten realms!

The person calling for war outside the city...is a ten-level deity!

Wang Yansheng, who was talking to Lu Yishan, changed his eyes.

"Here he comes...it's Yuanmengyang Zhai Wang Gelie."

Wang Yansheng took a deep breath.

Lu Yishan's face was solemn, and his fingers on the handguard of the wheelchair kept moving, and a strong sense of crisis lingered in his heart.

"Something's wrong... If it were just King Ge Lie of Yangzhai coming to attack, it wouldn't be enough to give me such a strong sense of crisis."

"What's wrong? What did I miss?"

Lu Yishan murmured.

Wang Yansheng didn't say much. His frosty hair was like a sword, and his big sleeves were bulging and fluttering. Under the sleeves and robes, the arm bones flashed with sword light, intertwining and tearing the void.

His heart was also boiling with fighting spirit.

King Gelie of Yangzhai is also a master of weapon casting. This is a competition between masters of weapon casting!

Taking one step forward, the sword energy intertwined and flourished.

"King Yangzhai, open your dog eyes and take a good look at the sword that you will never be able to forge in your lifetime!"

In the arm bones, the sword trembled slightly, and a bright sword chant came out.

Wang Yansheng's sleeves and robe were fluttering, and he swung it violently.

In an instant, the light of the sword relaxed and swept away, like a long rainbow, shooting out from the capital of Dali, as fast as a silver lightning.

He shot towards King Yangzhai who was hanging in the air outside the city, his body full of energy and blood like fire spurting from the ground!

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