Chapter 136 I Will Talk to the Holy Master, the Ye Family Army Crosses the Canglang River!

Snow fell from high in the sky, falling bit by bit on the ancient stone tablet. The stone tablet was covered with a thick layer of white snow, and the fonts on it were molded into a lake shape.

But Anle wiped off the snow on the stone tablet and still saw the two ancient seal characters on it.

Lishan.

The emperor's stone figurine used the power of the sword's golden elixir to cast two swords in total. One sword cut off Emperor Yuanmeng's sleeves and left sword marks on his strong body. The other sword brought Anle and Zhao Huangting left Yuanmeng Capital and appeared at the foot of this mountain.

The sky is covered with towering green trees and colorful clouds, and the sky is filled with snow.

Snow fell all over the mountain, making the whole mountain look lifeless, like a large tomb lying on the earth, exuding bone-chilling coldness and sadness.

"Senior, are you still there?"

Anle stroked the pile of snow on the stone tablet with her palm and asked softly in her heart.

The bamboo sword hanging on Qingshan's waist has returned to silence, as if it no longer has any brilliance.

With a thought, he sank into the bamboo sword green mountain.

The green mountains are faint and the clouds and mist are shrouded.

An Le's mind appeared on the stone path in the green mountains. The golden rain that fell had long since disappeared, and the world returned to deathly silence again, just like the deathly silence that had been rising and falling in the years.

The incomparably majestic stone statue of the emperor is still sitting here, standing and looking out, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.

Anle's questioning voice lingered throughout the Qingshan space.

The bamboo forest in the mountain swayed gently, making the rustling sound of bamboo leaves, which seemed quite quiet. As the tenth stone step went up, it was gradually shrouded in fog, and it was no longer possible to see clearly.

Anle did not rush up the stone steps. He knew that if he wanted to climb the steps, he would need to carry the emperor's stone figurines. The emperor's stone figurines would help him kill the immortal vision lingering on the stone steps.

As for the sword spirit golden elixir that can revive the senior, it also comes from these stone steps and from the vision of these beheaded immortals.

Looking up, the stone steps are densely packed as far as the eye can see, and I have no idea how many there are.

And the green mountains are so high that they are boundless.

Today, he has just carried the stone figurines and stepped onto the stone steps in the mountains.

The road has just begun.

"Want to see the view from the top of the mountain?"

A soft voice suddenly floated.

Anle, who thought the emperor's stone figurines were completely silent, could not help but reveal a hint of surprise: "Senior?"

"The power of the sword is too little. I can only cut you with two swords, one sword to demonstrate, and one sword to take you away."

"The alien emperor is not weak. If he were not restricted by the dragon veins, it would be difficult for him to go all out. Otherwise, there would be a lot of trouble."

The voice was a bit vague. Although he didn't know where it came from, Anle knew that it was the emperor's stone figurine who spoke.

"Thousands of years have passed, but I never thought that in the mountains and rivers of Central Earth, a foreign race would become the emperor... I never thought that such a day would come."

There was a bit of regret in the soft voice.

But it doesn't seem surprising.

"The aliens have never been weak. They grew up in a harsh environment, so they pursue beautiful things. Middle-earth is a great temptation for them. For the strong aliens, Middle-earth, protected by dragon veins, is a place they yearn for. "

"Gu Zeng ordered the general to garrison, and there was an army of monsters to suppress the aliens, but in the end the aliens still ravaged the Middle Earth."

The soft voice was like a gentle breeze, and the voice became weaker and weaker.

"Can senior still wake up?" Anle asked.

"The power of the Golden Elixir of Sword Intention can allow Gu to see the mountains and rivers of the world, climb the stone path of Qingshan Mountain, withdraw the sword intent of killing immortals, and then condense the Golden Elixir of Sword Intent... However, if you want to continue climbing on the stone path, you have to Waiting for you to set foot in the Sixth Realm.”

"Can we continue on to the sixth level? It's only the tenth level now..." Anle asked with some confusion.

The stone path stretches as far as the eye can see, but with his double fifth-level cultivation, he can only reach the tenth level?

Five realms...are they so worthless?

"If Gu Ruo helps you kill the immortals, you can easily climb the mountain. But now that Gu Ruo has exhausted the power of the sword spirit golden elixir, you have to go to the next level by yourself, and you have to kill the immortals yourself."

"If you want to kill the next-level immortals, you can only do it in the sixth realm. The green mountain stone path... is not a path for practitioners below the fifth realm."

The voice of the emperor's stone figurine was light and gentle, but there was no trace of impatience at all.

When Anle heard this, he suddenly realized.

"An Le, take good care of yourself and become stronger. It's really uncomfortable for a foreign race to become emperor in the Middle Earth."

"It's hard to calm down when I'm alone."

The voices of the emperor's stone figurines became smaller and smaller.

Anle nodded solemnly and said the answer he had written on the Chunwei scroll.

"I will work hard to drive out the Tartars and recover the Chinese mainland."

This is a commitment.

It’s not just the promise of imperial stone figurines.

The emperor's stone figurine seemed to be very satisfied, and there was a faint smile floating around.

The bamboo sea is quiet and refreshing.

The emperor's stone figurine's voice became lower and lower, almost falling asleep, but he still said: "Anle, do you know why I sent you to Lishan?"

Anle naturally knew some of the reasons, but it was difficult to speak at the moment.

The emperor's stone figurine chuckled softly: "The bottom of Lishan Mountain stretches endlessly, leaving a fate for you... However, you are not yet able to control this fate."

"The alien emperor has very good talents. He has broken through the ten realms in both god and body training, and he has advanced all the way on the tenth realm. Gu saw his ambition... He wanted to enter the eleventh realm."

"But the eleventh realm... is too difficult, too difficult..."

"Therefore, this foreign emperor gathered the power of the earth dragon vein, and Lishan... suppressed the last dragon vein... Now that Gu's will has revived from the green mountain, Lishan's palace is about to open..."

The voice became more and more muffled later on, like the murmur of a sleeping person, and the words became somewhat intermittent.

Anle listened carefully.

The emperor's stone figurines brought him here, naturally not without purpose.

As for what the purpose is, Anle doesn't know yet.

When the stone figurines fell completely silent and fell into sleep again like they did at the beginning, Anle knew that if he wanted to awaken this peerless existence from ten thousand years ago again, maybe... he would have to wait until he set foot in the Sixth Realm and beheaded the Tenth After the first level of immortality, they had the opportunity to communicate again.

The mind exited the space inside the Qingshan sword.

Outside, the wind and snow are still blowing.

Anle's palm still rested on the "Lishan" stone tablet. Looking at the ancient stone tablet, he vaguely seemed to feel the pulse of the stone tablet when he touched it...

It's like a pulse that spreads all the way from the depths of the ground to the stone monument.

Buzz…

In the green mountain of Bamboo Sword, a sword energy suddenly burst out, cutting an undetectable crack on the stone tablet. As for the sword energy, it disappeared without a trace the moment it struck the stone tablet.

Zhao Huangting was sitting in the snow. He was extremely old at the moment, but his expression was very calm.

He looked at Anle and Lishan with confusion.

Zhao Huangting walked all over the Middle Earth. Even without this marked stone tablet, he could still know where this mountain was.

Lishan...the place where the bones of the famous emperor from thousands of years ago were buried.

Coincidence?

The awakened will in the green mountains brought peace and happiness... to his own grave.

Even such a strong person would still remember him?

In other words, after tens of thousands of years have passed, that existence... still has the opportunity to resurrect and wake up, and truly see the mountains and rivers of the world?

Zhao Huangting felt a little cold. Having lost his cultivation, he only felt the coldness between heaven and earth, eroding his body all the time. He felt that life was passing by very clearly.

When the fire of Nirvana burns out, it is natural death.

Zhao Huangting had been prepared for a long time. He once thought that he would die in the capital of Yuanmeng and end up with a very miserable end.

Perhaps, the head was chopped off and the body was hung on the tower to show the public...

However, he still set foot in Dadu without any regrets, and fought with Emperor Yuan Meng with all his strength, without any reservations and without leaving any escape route for himself.

He is a man who is about to die, so there is no way out.

"This is the underground palace where the emperor sleeps. Rumor has it... that it contains the opportunity to attack the Eleventh Realm. Over the past ten thousand years, many strong men have tried to enter, but they have all failed."

"The one who...brought you here, maybe gave you a chance to set foot in the palace?"

Zhao Huangting took a breath with some difficulty in the wind and snow. The cold air penetrated into his mouth, making it difficult for him to breathe.

At this moment, he is just an old, ordinary old man.

"Are you going into the mountains?"

"If you want to go into the mountains, just find a place and put me down."

Zhao Huangting said with a smile.

Anle carried the sword box on his back, took back the hand that was pressed on the stone tablet, wore a green mountain around his waist, his eyes fell on the old man, and said with a smile: "Senior, what are you talking about..."

"It's not the time to enter yet. The palace is about to be opened but it hasn't yet been opened. And I... am too weak and not qualified to enter for the time being."

"You have to strive to have the qualifications to set foot in the palace before it opens."

Anle glanced at Lishan Mountain shrouded in wind and snow, and let out a breath.

Then he said: "We have to leave as soon as possible."

"Where do you want to go back, senior?"

Anle carried Zhao Huangting on his back, and the energy and blood surged in his body, dispelling the chill brought by the wind and snow around him, making Zhao Huangting's pale complexion look better.

Zhao Huangting listened to Anle's inquiry, and there was a little confusion in his eyes.

Back to where?

Of course going home...

"Go home, but...where is home?"

Zhao Huangting murmured.

Hearing the words, Anle raised his head and felt the snowflakes falling on the ice crystals. It was always easy to lose the way home in heavy snow.

"Going back to the Ancestral Temple?"

Anle asked.

Ancestral Temple in Lin'an Prefecture.

The place where Anle met the old man, the place the old man gave to Anle Qingshan.

The place where everything begins.

Zhao Huangting lay on An Le's back, his hunched body trembled slightly, and a little light flickered in his eyes.

"Lin'an... Ancestral Temple..."

Is that his Zhao Huangting's home?

However, after staying in the Ancestral Temple for five hundred years, even if he doesn't admit it, it is the place that holds the most memories for him.

"No need, go back to Jianchi Palace."

Zhao Huangting lay on Anle's shoulder, thought for a while, and changed his tone.

The Imperial Ancestral Temple is in Lin'an Mansion, and today's Lin'an Mansion is not a friendly place for Anle.

The Zhao Prison in Dali Temple in Lin'an Prefecture is always prepared for peace and happiness.

Once Anle sets foot in Lin'an, the unsatisfactory Zhao family emperor will probably laugh from ear to ear, and there will never be any hesitation in taking action.

However, Anle smiled: "Senior, I will go to Lin'an Mansion soon and leave whenever I want, so even if I go to Lin'an, there will be no problem."

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"The Lord of the Sixth Mountain said that by saving the senior, I have fulfilled the third requirement left by the Holy Master. The first requirement is to become the top scholar in the imperial examination. I have satisfied it. Therefore, there is only one requirement left to meet the Holy Master. , set foot in the top three of the Little Saint List.”

This requirement is difficult to say.

However, in the name of challenging those on the Little Saint List, there should be no problem in getting into Lin'an.

At least, there won't be any problems until he fails in the challenge.

After hearing this, Zhao Huangting also figured out the reason.

Indeed, with the temperament of the emperor of the Zhao family, if Anle really went to Lin'an in the name of the Holy Mountain, the emperor really did not dare to do anything to Anle before the dust settled.

Hearing this, Zhao Huangting couldn't help but smile: "You kid has already made plans, so why don't you ask me what to do... just go ahead."

"You and I met at the Ancestral Temple, and now sending me back to the Ancestral Temple can be regarded as the end of our fate."

Zhao Huangting said softly.

Anle couldn't help but smile.

"Senior, let's set off."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Between one answer and one answer.

The young man carried the old man on his back and ran into the wind and snow step by step.

…

…

What happened in Yuanmeng Dadu has already spread throughout the world.

The secret hidden in the green mountain of the bamboo sword was also revealed to the world at this moment, allowing many strong men to understand that this once very inconspicuous sword was actually the same as the one who was so magnificent and unparalleled thousands of years ago. About the emperor.

For a moment, some people were jealous, some were hot inside, and some were extremely sad.

Those who are envious naturally want to seize Qingshan to replace him, while those who are sad feel that such an eternal emperor has still fallen in the years, and they can't help but feel the sadness that no one in the world can live forever.

Of course, the young man holding the sword Qingshan was also considered to be the successor of the eternal existence, and he suddenly jumped into the eyes of all the powerful powerful people.

He defeated the Emperor Zhao's plan in Lin'an Mansion and rang the sword bell thirty-six times in Jianchi Palace. The combined reputation of these two things is not as eye-catching as being the heir to the eternal emperor's will.

It is undeniable that the first two achievements are indeed quite impressive, but the shadow of a person's famous tree, even if some people have been dead for thousands of years, their reputation alone is still extraordinary and enough to stir up the storm.

The emperor who unified the four seas and unified the world was like this.

Therefore, Anle, as the successor of such a will, is naturally extraordinary.

Of course, there is another thing that has attracted the attention of all forces. The will of the Eternal Emperor has appeared in the human world, and there are vague signs that the ancient tomb and palace under Lishan Mountain outside Chang'an City are about to be opened.

That ancient tomb and palace contains secrets involving the Eleventh Realm.

The first emperor ten thousand years ago claimed to have set foot in the eleven realms and overlooked the world. Now that this secret has appeared, it has naturally caused great madness. For many cultivators of the Immortal Platform, the pinnacle of the nine realms, who cannot even set foot in the ten realms, That's a big enough thing to unbalance your mentality.

Therefore, many strong men did not hesitate and directly chose to rush to the ancient city of Chang'an and to that ancient mountain that was famous for an ancient tomb.

At the foot of Lishan Mountain.

Shortly after Anle left with Zhao Huangting on his back.

A howl that tore through the wind and snow suddenly erupted, and a burly figure stepped forward. The boiling energy and blood swept away in an instant, and the wind and snow disappeared.

The visitor was like a blazing sun, suspended high in the air, with energy and blood wrapped around his body like a dragon.

It was Emperor Yuan Meng who bent his bow to force Tianmen back.

"I cut through the air with my sword and came here... Nostalgic? Or..."

Emperor Yuanmeng stood up in the sky with his hands on his back, step by step, and his eyes fell on the Lishan stone tablet.

There is a mark cut by the sword energy on the stone tablet.

After taking a look, he stopped paying attention. He stared at the mountain with deep eyes.

Lishan Mountain, the tomb and palace of the eternal emperor, is said to contain huge secrets, secrets that can break through the ten realms and set foot on the eleventh realm. Emperor Yuanmeng was curious and moved by this secret.

In the eleventh realm, even he couldn't figure out the path and was wasting his time trying.

Staring at Mount Li, Emperor Yuanmeng closed his eyes, and his mind instantly swept like a storm, sweeping over the entire mountain and every corner of the earth.

He could feel that there was a majestic earth-colored dragon entrenched in Lishan Mountain.

"The last dragon vein..."

"When Gu swallows all the eight dragon veins, this palace that has been sealed for thousands of years will be opened."

"The secrets hidden within will be revealed!"

"Gu Ye will finally truly meet the peerless emperor who lived thousands of years ago."

…

…

The heavy snowfall has obvious regional characteristics.

A little further south, the heavy snow turned into drizzle, and gradually even the drizzle disappeared, leaving only dull dusk clouds rolling in the sky.

An Le carried Zhao Huangting on his back and rushed towards the Canglang River.

The Yuanmeng Empire responded early, and many troops and powerful men began to search and explore to capture Anle and Zhao Huangting.

Although Emperor Yuan Meng allowed An Le to leave, he only allowed him to leave Dadu.

This is already considered the face that Emperor Yuan Meng gave to the peerless emperor thousands of years ago.

After all, Zhao Huangting went north to challenge, climbed to the Yuanmeng capital city tower, and left intact without dying. This naturally brought shame on the Yuanmeng Empire.

Therefore, although Emperor Yuanmeng did not say anything, the intelligence agencies of the Yuanmeng Empire spread the news one after another, and the practitioners stationed in major cities rushed to the sky, intending to capture Anle and Zhao Huangting.

However, the strange thing is that these two people seemed to have disappeared from the earth.

On the contrary, Wan Jieliu's figure was discovered, causing many strong men to hunt him down.

However, hunting down a Nine Realm expert is not an easy task.

As for the other Sixth Mountain Lord of the Holy Mountain who is walking struttingly in the Northland, no strong man in the Yuanmeng Empire would foolishly look for trouble. This made the Sixth Mountain Lord who wanted to share the burden and attract the attention of the army look cold on his face. He showed a rare look of dissatisfaction.

The strong men of the Yuanmeng Empire were really confused. Where could the young man from the fifth realm hide while carrying a dying old man on his back?

After the search was fruitless, the powerful men of the Yuanmeng Empire focused their efforts on the Canglang River defense line.

If Anle and Zhao Huangting can't be found, then they will wait for them to fall into a trap. After all, the two of them will definitely have to cross the Yangtze River and go south.

Since we are going south...

As long as he shows up, he is exposed and his whereabouts will definitely be known.

A five realm wants to break through the defense line...

But it's definitely not that easy.

…

…

Canglang River, south bank.

In the Ye family army camp.

Ye Longsheng was wearing a white robe and was sitting quietly in the tent. He had a sword on his waist and was reading secret messages sent back by spies in the North.

Ye Wenxi was dressed in red and stood quietly at the side.

"Grandpa, can we go support them?"

As soon as Ye Longsheng put down the letter, Ye Wenxi immediately asked.

Seeing the anxious and worried look on Ye Wenxi's face, Ye Longsheng smiled helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to support, it's that... I don't know how to support."

"If we can know their whereabouts, we can raise troops to cross the river and attract the attention of the Yuanmeng barbarians, so that the pressure on them to cross the river will be lessened."

"But Anle and the old uncle... seem to have disappeared from the world in the North, and no one knows their whereabouts."

"Old Emperor Uncle can understand that the fire of Nirvana has burned out his cultivation, and he has become no different than a mortal. A mortal without any energy, walking in the vast northern land, is naturally like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"If Anle... he is a cultivator of the fifth realm after all, many powerful souls of the ninth realm are sweeping and patrolling, but they can't find any trace..."

Ye Longsheng touched the Manjianghong on his waist and said softly.

Ye Wenxi thought for a while: "It should be because of that bamboo sword..."

"The bamboo sword Qingshan has the function of hiding the aura. I can't see Anle's cultivation hidden by the bamboo sword at all."

"Therefore, it is normal to hold this sword and intentionally hide your aura so that it is difficult to detect."

Hearing this, Ye Longsheng quite agreed with this statement. Thinking of the sword controlled by An Le, he couldn't help but think of the grand scene that happened in front of Yuanmeng Capital under the prying eyes of the Yuan Shen, and the will to revive that shocked the world.

A glimmer of light rose in his eyes for a long time.

"How can the Middle Earth not be heroic? How can a foreigner be called the emperor... That's right, how can the Middle Earth not be heroic? The mountains and rivers of the Middle Earth are all the homeland of us, the people of the Middle Earth."

Ye Longsheng said softly.

It's a pity that the Emperor of the Zhao family in Lin'an Prefecture only thinks about immortality and has no intention of the Northern Expedition at all.

He had obviously written so many memorials, explaining that now was the best time for the Northern Expedition, but the Emperor Zhao refused.

If the delay continues, it will only become more and more detrimental to the Zhao Dynasty.

Emperor Yuanmeng is now refining the dragon veins of the Middle Earth. The longer it goes on, the more Yuanmeng's geniuses will become more and more powerful, and in the end it will no longer be able to stop and restrict him.

For Emperor Yuanmeng, sacrificing and refining the dragon veins of the Middle Earth was both an opportunity and a constraint. It was the best opportunity for the Northern Expedition of the Zhao Dynasty. The whole country was destined to go on the northern expedition, which would inevitably disrupt Emperor Yuanmeng's move to sacrifice and refine the dragon veins.

It is even possible to find a way out of a dead game.

"It would be great if the emperor of the Zhao family had the courage of the old uncle..."

Ye Longsheng sighed softly.

"Grandpa, tell me...where will Anle and the old uncle go?"

Ye Wenxi was very disgusted with the emperor of the Zhao family now and didn't want to hear anything about the emperor of the Zhao family. She couldn't help but ask.

However, Ye Longsheng has not yet waited for his answer.

A sharp arrow flew quickly from outside the camp.

Ye Longsheng raised his hand and grabbed the sharp arrow.

There are documents hidden on it.

After unfolding the document and taking a look, Ye Longsheng's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

"The location of Anle and the old uncle crossing the river south...is known."

Ye Longsheng stood up, and the armor and stomach hanging on the rack were immediately added to his body.

He patted Ye Wenxi on the shoulder.

Then he took one step and walked out of the tent. As soon as he left the tent, he was met by two hurried figures.

It was Diao Si and Chao who were sent by the emperor of the Zhao family to monitor the military attache.

When the two of them saw Ye Longsheng, the Ziyi Diao Si's complexion suddenly changed slightly, and he raised the edict in his hand: "General Ye, your Majesty has a decree."

However, Ye Longsheng just glanced at Diao Si, as if he already knew what the order was, so he didn't bother to pay attention.

The energy and blood in his body suddenly poured into the sky like a startling dragon, and the surging voice resounded throughout the entire camp.

"Ye Jiajun obeys the order!"

"Regulate the army! Prepare the ships! Go practice with the Yuanmeng barbarians and provide cover for Mr. An and the old uncle!"

“Cross the river!”

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