Beiyin Great Sage

A hall about a hundred feet high stands on the top of a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist. When you step into the hall, three huge stone seats first come into view.

The stone base is about ten feet high and several feet wide.

If anyone could really sit on it, it would probably not be a giant over 100 meters tall!

At this time, a person sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall. Compared with the surrounding giant reliefs, domes, and stone pillars, the figure was as small as an ant.

at some point.

The figure seemed to hear something and slowly opened its eyes.

Those eyes seemed to hide a vast galaxy, and the halo that suddenly appeared made the entire hall brighten up, covering all directions like water waves.

"Woo..."

At the same time, a strange whimpering sound turned into a sinister wind and swept through the entire hall.

"You feel it too, right?"

The figure lowered his eyebrows and spoke slowly:

"flower,"

"opened!"

"Buzz..."

Hearing this, the entire mountain seemed to tremble slightly.

"Endless...infinite...infinite..."

"Invincible...gold!"

The figure looked up. Under the messy long hair, except for the eyes as bright as stars, the skin was as shriveled as a skeleton, which was shocking.

He murmured in his mouth, as if talking to himself or talking to someone:

"I'm afraid I can't wait any longer and they won't allow it."

"Kaka..."

The mountain trembled, and cracks appeared on the main hall, as if some giant thing was trembling and struggling, causing the mountain to shake.

The figure seemed to be unfamiliar with the surroundings, looking at a copybook hanging in front of him.

There are only three large characters on the copybook.

No worries!

"No worries."

The figure squints:

"The three words Yanfa left behind from those days are not about black iron breaking through silver, but about exploring how silver's limits can be broken through."

"No worries..."

"not free!"

"Everyone is born with bonds, parents, brothers and sisters, relatives and friends..., food, clothing, housing, transportation, emotions and six desires, no one can escape the cause and effect."

"I am so entangled in worries that it is difficult to escape."

"boom!"

The ground trembled and the roar became more obvious.

The figure finally lowered his head and looked down. His voice was calm, but it revealed a firm determination to never regret it.

"Give me freedom or give me death."

Inside the mountain.

Countless chains were tied to a huge body about a hundred feet tall. The giant's eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He suddenly became quiet.

Only strange syllables echoed underground.

"start!"

"start……"

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Li Guyin was a powerful silver man, over two hundred years old. His seniority in the Xuantian Alliance was so high that there was almost no one who could equal him. His death was naturally a big deal.

The accident happened in a mountain forest.

When Zhou Jia arrived, the area had already been surrounded by people from the Xuantian Alliance. Outsiders were prohibited from approaching within a few miles, and many inner disciples were waiting.

Deadly!

Before he even got close to the mountain forest, a kind of death that extinguished everything came into his perception.

Within rish.

The grass and trees withered, the flowers withered, and even the nesting birds and the insects in the ground did not escape the disaster. They turned over and died on the spot.

"Seven Heaven-killing Swords!"

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes, squatted down and touched the sword marks on the corpse, feeling the rich death energy inside:

"Slaying Sky Pavilion, when did a Baiyin appear?"

Even though several hours have passed, the death energy on the corpse is still sharp, like a sword that kills everything, exuding a breathtaking edge.

The two black iron men standing next to them had mottled sword marks on their arms, and their auras were even weaker, just because they had come into contact with this deathly aura.

black iron.

Not even touching the body!

This kind of sword energy can only be matched by the Seven Heaven-Slaying Swords of the Killing Sky Pavilion, and the one who can achieve this level must be a silver master.

"No!"

Xiao Zhengqing had tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and shook his head:

"The Killing Sky Pavilion has never given birth to a strong silver man, unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhou Jia said.

"A few years ago, a core true disciple appeared in the Killing Sky Pavilion, named Xing Libra. He achieved black iron at a young age without the help of external objects." Xiao Zhengqing wiped the tears on his face and said:

"He is hailed by Killing Sky Pavilion as the most promising person in the past three hundred years."

"but……"

"I haven't heard that he has advanced."

"Xinglibra?" Zhou Jia stood up, thoughtfully:

"What's this person's reputation like?"

The wind review cannot represent a person, but it can confirm one or two things from the side, just like the Thunder Ax is murderous because it kills many people.

Even he couldn't deny it.

"It is said that Xing Libra has a cold temperament and does not like to communicate with others. He has no relatives or friends around him and often walks alone." Xiao Zhengqing said:

"But people often die around him!"

Having said this, Xiao Zhengqing's eyes flickered with a cold and stern expression:

"Since Xing Tianliang came to the mountain gate, several elders of the Killing Sky Pavilion have died one after another. Even his master has died in an unknown way. Many people suspect that it is related to him."

"In the past few years, almost no one has stayed in the Mountain Killing Pavilion."

"Really?" Zhou Jia raised his head:

"Is there anything else?"

"This..." Xiao Zhengqing thought for a while and said:

"I heard that this person encountered a catastrophe when he was young. He has an extremely weird personality. He is extreme, irritable, and vindictive. Therefore, he is very unpleasant."

As for the rest.

It is difficult for a person who lives alone to have much useful information.

"Report!"

At this time, an inner disciple came running from a distance:

"We found a few more bodies over there."

"Go over and have a look."

Zhou Jia spoke, and at the same time waved his big hand, and a thick force emerged, wrapping Li Guyin's body and melting the sword energy on it.

Only after true contact did he understand why the Seven Heaven-Destroying Swords were known as the Xuantian Alliance's number one killing technique.

So much time has passed, and with his cultivation level, it actually takes a certain amount of time to drain away the sword energy.

If you want to compare.

The sword energy of the person who struck it was like fine steel forged with a plumb hammer, while his source of power was all quenched iron, far less pure.

But this is normal.

Li Guxin is the best among the second-level silver. Even if he is injured, he is no weaker than the Great Joy Bodhisattva and is more proficient in body skills.

How could a being who could kill him be considered weak?

but……

Will it be the young Xing Libra?

He seems to be in his early twenties!

…………

Corpses were lying in the mud. Some of their hearts were pierced by sword energy, some were split into two, and some of the corpses were separated.

But without exception.

The clothes on his body are all uniform, with only slight differences from Li Guxin's clothes, which are roughly the same.

"Serman!"

"People of the Dili tribe!"

"People from Fei Mu World..."

After taking off the hood, people of different ethnic groups came into view, which made Xiao Zhengqing frown and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Master..., what does it have to do with these people?"

"They are believers who believe in the dark master of the Fei Mu world. They are in charge of all living things and the world will be eternally silent. They are a group of fanatical believers who regard welcoming the gods to the ruin world as their first priority." Zhou Jia said:

"It seems that Senior Li has also joined in."

"Impossible!" Xiao Zhengqing's face changed color:

"My master is loyal to Xuantian Alliance and will never join other organizations."

"..."

Zhou Jia said nothing.

Facts speak louder than words. With Li Guyin's strength, no one can force him to do anything, but this time he appeared with this group of people.

If you say it doesn't matter, who will believe it?

As for framing someone, that's really not the case.

"senior."

Not far away, a person spoke tremblingly:

"This person seems to be Baiyin from the Dili clan... Ye Heli!"

"Um?"

Zhou Jia appeared nearby and looked down. The iconic white-clothed Dili looked a bit ferocious due to his death.

"It's him."

Not only had I seen this person’s portrait, but also because of the deceased’s body.

Only the body of a strong Bai Yin can withstand several strikes from the Heaven-Slaying Qijue Sword Qi without breaking. There are actually two Bai Yin here.

"Bring the body back."

Wave gently:

"Report to the sect and inform the envoys of the Dili clan to ask them if they know anything."

"yes!"

"Besides..." Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed:

"The joint imperial court issued a notice to arrest Xing Tianliang!"

"yes!"

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Cool breeze.

The Bello people's admiration for the strong is deeply rooted in their blood and is also reflected in their architectural style. They often embed their trophies in eye-catching locations on the walls.

Even the residences are mostly built on high places where they can overlook everything.

"What a troubled time!"

The imperial master of the Bello tribe, Brown, known as the Wrathful King, stood with his hands behind his back in the high pavilion of the embassy, ​​looking toward the capital with a faint look in his eyes.

Behind him was the Silver Ghost House of the Dili clan.

"That's what the Imperial Master said."

Facing Brown, even though they were both silver, Guishe had a respectful attitude and held the courtesy of a junior:

"The restlessness in the Holy Mountain is becoming more and more frequent. According to the Xuantian Alliance, the ban there is about to be broken, and Zhao Fujia should be about to take the final step."

"Master Emperor, do you think he can succeed?"

"At one time, I didn't think there was hope for him." Brown was only 1.6 meters tall, and looked like a dwarf in front of the two-meter-high ghost house.

But the momentum of the two is completely opposite.

Guishe bowed his head, while Brown held his chest up and raised his head.

He pondered for a moment and said:

"Zhao Fujia, there is at least 30% hope. Otherwise, others would not be so nervous."

"Thirty percent?" Guishe frowned.

Thirty percent may not seem like much, but it is actually quite a lot. You must know that many people who break through the black iron from the ordinary level may not have a 30% chance.

Breaking through the shackles of silver, even 10% is amazing enough!

"Why?"

He couldn't help but ask:

"Don't you mean that if you want to advance to gold, you need to reach the third level of the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit before you have any hope?"

And the three treasures are all in the third level, which has never happened in ancient times.

even,

Even if one of them can be cultivated to the third level, there are very few of them, and only a few have appeared in the huge Hongze area for hundreds of years.

Zhao Fujia had only reached the third level of spiritual cultivation, and was relatively lacking in energy.

"That's how it is." Brown narrowed his eyes:

"But do you know what the holy mountain used to be?"

"Why?"

"The divine court of the workers! The core of the research institute!"

Brown's eyes were dark and he said slowly:

"It is said that the workers tried many times to verify that silver broke through gold, and even... once was completely successful."

"That's why it brings about divine punishment!"

"Therefore, there is a lot of verification data from workers. The exploration of the realm of silver and gold is essential for a person who wants to make a breakthrough."

"What?" Guishe was shocked:

"Do other ethnic groups know?"

"Of course I know." Brown snorted coldly:

"Why do you think they are so eager for Zhao Fujia? Preventing him from jumping over the wall is one of the reasons. They also want the things in the Holy Mountain!"

"I……"

"Of course that's the case."

"Ha..." Guishe shook his head:

"The agreement among the clans in the Hongze Region is that the so-called Silver Realm cultivation methods must be shared with each other. It turned out to be just talk."

"That's how it is." Brown said:

"It's enough for common methods to communicate with each other. The key methods will never be leaked."

"It's just that Zhao Fujia went too far. Even the Xuantian Alliance of the Dalin Dynasty couldn't bear to control the Holy Mountain by himself and wanted to take it by force."

"He brought it upon himself!"

"Emperor Master." Guishe pondered for a moment and then said:

"Will you take action?"

"Yes!" Brown's answer is unquestionable:

"The dispute between the great avenues has been about self and self since ancient times. No matter what other people think, I will definitely go to the Holy Mountain for a walk, and the people of Bello will definitely get a share of the things inside."

"you……"

He suddenly turned around and looked directly at the ghost house:

"Do you know why I am called the Angry King?"

"The emperor's spirit is that of an angry king. One person can stop a million troops. He is worthy of the name of the angry king." Guishe lowered his head and spoke respectfully.

"Haha..." Brown laughed, walked down from the high pavilion, and landed lightly on a stone platform. He looked at the ghost house and said:

"I admire your character very much, otherwise I wouldn't have helped you achieve silver."

"I will be grateful to you for being so favored by the Imperial Master." Guishe's expression turned solemn.

"So..." Brown narrowed his eyes:

"I want you to see what a real angry king is!"

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful force of air suddenly emerged from his body, and instantly transformed into the aura of an angry king behind him.

The figure is about ten meters tall, with lifelike hair. It has two feet on the ground and six palms holding up the sky. The whole body is blazing with fire, and a rage that can burn all living beings spreads throughout the whole place.

"The method of spirit originated from the Dili clan, but it has been carried forward by our clan."

Brown spoke:

"Do you know why?"

"Why?"

Guishe's face was solemn and his eyes were fixed on the opponent. Being able to get personal guidance from the top three masters in Hongze Region was a rare opportunity, so he would not miss it.

"Because of the spirit!" Brown bent down, and the Angry King followed him. His two pairs of big copper bell-like eyes looked at him with deep meaning:

"I am the Angry King, the Angry King is me!"

"You are always used to using Qi as a means to fight the enemy, a secret method, but you have never thought of truly integrating Qi with Qi."

"Only by truly understanding the characteristics of Qi itself and transforming oneself into Qi can..."

"Become the third level!"

"boom!"

Brown roared up to the sky, the sound waves reverberating around him as if they had substance, and the transparent flames rose into the air, turning into lotus platforms and weapons.

"Buzz..."

A subtle tremor passed into the eardrums.

"This...this..." Guishe's eyes trembled and his steel teeth clattered:

"The tremors of the flesh!"

Vigor is obviously an illusory existence, but now, Brown shows certain qualities that can only be found in a real body.

Level three!

The third level of courage!