Chapter 166: The Saint Master Presents a Mountain and River Cauldron, Which Allows One to Enter the Dao Fruit Space and Shine on the Emperor
The breeze blew slowly, and it seemed to solidify the air a little.
The burly figure formed by the power of the dragon veins, emitting golden light under the morning sun, stood in front of Anle, raised his hand, and stopped Tie Lie's body, shattering the blood crane formed by the blood of the Yuan Meng Emperor.
Tie Lie's head fell to the ground, and his life officially came to an end.
However, although he died, the reason why he was angry and refused to close his eyes was because the incense ash scattered by the First Mountain Master controlled his body and wanted to use his body as a bomb as the last test for Anle.
This was an insult to Tie Lie.
He could die in battle, but he would be angry if his body was insulted like this after his death.
Even the blood of the Yuan Meng Emperor in his body was extracted. Such an insult made Tie Lie want to resurrect his body!
Fortunately, Emperor Yuan Meng completely refined the dragon veins, and the dragon vein power he mastered became the medium for Emperor Yuan Meng to descend at this moment.
The golden dragon vein power gathered into the image of Emperor Yuan Meng, with a burly body, standing in place, like an ancient god on the grassland, with electric snake-like power wrapped around his body.
The sword energy in the Niwan Palace between An Le's eyebrows was raging, and he slowly put the heart sword into it. On his face, a strange look appeared slightly.
Because, even An Le had never thought that it would be Emperor Yuan Meng who appeared to stop the First Mountain Master from giving him the final test.
An Le had met Emperor Yuan Meng, and naturally had a deep impression of this world's number one.
This is a real strong man who has reached the peak of the ten realms in both body and soul training. Standing at the top of the world, he is an existence that An Le still needs to look up to and cannot reach.
The mountain is extremely quiet.
The power of the golden dragon vein seemed to be truly revived at this moment. In the turmoil, it was like the dragons in the four seas were making deafening roars.
The first mountain master sat on the rock beside the welcoming pine, his eyes were deep, and he sighed slightly.
However, his face soon returned to normal.
Anle put away the bamboo sword Qingshan. He knew that there should be nothing for him next.
The first mountain master bet on the test of his own mountain master qualification. With the power of the Yuanmeng Emperor who came with the power of the dragon vein to block it, Anle had passed it.
However, Anle did not care whether he became the seventh mountain master at this moment. He stared at the burly Yuanmeng Emperor's dragon vein body, and there was a shock in his eyes.
Very powerful!
Just by coming with the power of the dragon vein, Anle felt a strong sense of suffocation, as if he could change the celestial phenomena and change the surrounding environment with a casual move!
It can be said that at this moment, the Yuanmeng Emperor came with the power of the dragon vein in Tie Lie, and he had a power close to the tenth realm!
This is very scary!
You know, there are only a few people in the world who have reached the tenth realm.
And the Yuan Meng Emperor, who descended in a clone, could reach such a level.
This is the horror of the power of the dragon veins, and this is the power of the Yuan Meng Emperor who has completely refined the eight dragon veins in the Central Plains!
The Yuan Meng Emperor, who was transformed by the dragon veins, had a burly body and flashed golden light, and calmly looked at the first mountain master sitting on the rock.
"You use the corpse of my descendant as a test... Uncle Yan Tong, are you provoking me? Who gave you the qualifications to act like this?"
The calm voice came from the burly body, but it contained a domineering majesty, shaking the mountains and the mountains.
On the top of the mountain, the morning sun was instantly covered by the evening clouds, and there was a thunder behind the clouds, as if it was shaking and sad for Tie Lie's death. Such a strange phenomenon naturally confirmed Tie Lie's extraordinary and unusual.
But no matter how extraordinary he was, Tie Lie was already dead.
The First Mountain Master sat on the rock, holding the incense burner, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and the vast stars were constantly moving.
"It's just a test. Tie Lie carries the destiny on his shoulders. He is the most suitable person. Only by destroying the variables with the destiny can everything in the world return to normal."
The First Mountain Master said calmly.
Anle's eyebrows moved slightly, as if at this moment, he vaguely caught the reason why the First Mountain Master targeted him.
Just because...
He is a variable?
"Variable? The strong will not be afraid of variables, because he himself is a variable."
The Yuan Meng Emperor sneered.
"Your uncle Yan Tong is the best fortune teller in the world. He can calculate everything in the world. Even Boyan or Lu Yishan of Dali are not as good as you in fortune telling. So, I don't know what you saw and what you are afraid of. To me, you are insulting me by plotting with Tie Lie's body."
"I can't be insulted."
The Yuan Meng Emperor said coldly. After the words fell, he took a step and the distance between him and the first mountain master was shortened a lot.
The first mountain master Yan Tongshu slowly stood up from the rock. His face became more and more sad, like an eggplant hit by frost. He shook his head: "Alas, Emperor Yuan Meng, you are indeed unparalleled in combat power, but you underestimated the horror of variables. Variables are like whirlpools, swallowing everything. Even if you step into the eleventh realm, you will perish under the variables."
"Then I will enter the twelfth realm." The Yuan Meng Emperor spoke proudly and took another step.
"The twelfth realm, do you think it's so easy to enter?"
"Even the First Emperor ten thousand years ago had never entered the twelfth realm..." The First Mountain Master Yan Tongshu shook his head.
"That doesn't mean I can't enter!"
The Yuan Meng Emperor's domineering words exploded and resounded across the mountaintop!
His steps became faster and faster, and the amplitude became wider and wider. In the end, he was already on top of the mountain, like a thunderbolt!
The power of the dragon veins intertwined, like a roaring dragon charging!
boom!
Emperor Yuanmeng's body crashed into the body of the First Mountain Master, who floated out of the rock like a ball of cotton, still swaying despite the impact of Emperor Yuanmeng's dragon vein clone with majestic power.
Above the sky, the figures of old people were suddenly densely intertwined. Each figure of the old man was sitting on the cloud flow. In his eyes, there seemed to be stars in the night sky twinkling, mysterious and unpredictable.
The power of the golden dragon veins is intertwined, and the burly body transformed into it stands in the air, with a powerful spirit like a rainbow.
"You are worthy of being the number one mountain master after seven hundred years. Above the ten realms, you have gone further than those old guys. In today's world, you are indeed qualified to let Gu take action."
Emperor Yuanmeng looked around at the shadows of the old man in the sky. Each shadow was a real body, but these realities were false because the true body was only hidden in one of them.
The cultivation of the First Mountain Lord has always been a mystery, but it can be guessed that he must have set foot in the Ten Realms, otherwise the First Mountain Lord would not have lived for such a long time.
But today, Emperor Yuanmeng personally verified that the cultivation of the First Mountain Master was truly revealed to the world.
Anle stood on the top of the mountain, the hurricane roared suddenly, blowing his clothes.
There was neither joy nor sadness in his eyes.
The Lord of the First Mountain said that he was a variable, which was indeed true. Anle also knew that he was a variable, because he did not belong to this world. His arrival even brought a light curtain and various kinds of things. Tao fruit.
For a practitioner who seeks the Tao by deducing heavenly secrets, his presence will indeed make it difficult for him to sleep and eat well.
It was nothing when Anle was weak.
However, when Anle becomes stronger, its influence is extraordinary, and the changes to the entire world are absolutely different.
But what does this have to do with happiness?
Since he came to this world, he can't give up his life just because he will change the original trajectory of this world, right?
He Anle is not a saint, and if he behaves like this, he may not be called a saint.
Because changing the original trajectory of heaven and earth may not be a bad thing.
Anle never went to watch the battle between Emperor Yuan Meng and the First Mountain Lord in the sky.
He walked slowly to the cliff, raised his hand, and the last gap in the incomplete Mountain Lord Order was suddenly filled up.
This means that Anle has officially become the owner of the seventh mountain of the Holy Mountain.
Maybe he is the last mountain owner of the Holy Mountain.
The mountain master's order shimmered and floated in front of An Le.
Above the sky, countless first mountain masters all cast their eyes on Anle with complex expressions. They looked at the floating mountain master order and let out a long sigh.
"I... seem to have seen the end of the world."
"I saw the collapse of the Holy Mountain and the fall of each mountain master."
The first mountain master murmured.
That was a future he couldn't bear.
He raised his head and looked at the endless sky.
"Teacher, can't you see it?"
"But why don't you stop..."
The old face of the First Mountain Master was full of confusion and difficulty in accepting it. He knew that the Saint Master would definitely be able to see the terrifying vortex of variables in An Le. The vortex swallowed up all the cause and effect, changing the destiny of the dynasty and the country, and changing the strong power. Luck...
It will bring chaos to the world, and the chaos in the world... is the greatest nutrient for the enemies of the Holy Mountain to grow.
"It sounds grand. What you did was just for your own benefit. Ruo Gu guessed right. The way you practice is in line with the way of heaven and earth. The destruction of the previous dynasty should have your shadow. The emergence of such variables as Anle has caused chaos in the heavenly secrets and caused all the paths that follow the original trajectory to begin to twist. Your path is blocked. "
"That's why you are afraid of variables."
Emperor Yuan Meng said indifferently.
Suddenly.
Emperor Yuanmeng, transformed by dragon veins, raised his head and looked at the sky, with a solemn look in his eyes.
But I saw that in the sky where the sea of clouds was surging, countless stars suddenly appeared, as if the stars were flowing and the stars were endless!
Like a huge eyeball, overlooking the world from another dimension!
On the top of the mountain, Anle held the mountain master's order of the seventh mountain.
Above the sky, the Saint Master's eyes fell on the human world again.
The first mountain master, Uncle Yan Tong, looked up, his body trembling uncontrollably, and there was even a touch of joy and expectation in his eyes: "Teacher..."
However, the expectation and joy in his eyes soon dimmed.
"I congratulate the new mountain lord of the Holy Mountain."
The magnificent sound, at this moment, fell on the world, like a snake thundering, rolling and surging, announcing to the world.
When the Holy Master came to congratulate him, the heaven and the earth were shaken!
The No. 1 Mountain Lord suspended in the air sighed sadly. The Holy Master's words naturally acknowledged Anle's identity and status.
He was also told that it was time to fulfill the promise he had made.
Among the figures in the sky, a figure slowly stood up and bowed piously and respectfully.
That was the old man's true form, the dragon vein clone of Emperor Yuanmeng. His eyes instantly swept over and stared at this figure.
But he saw the standing old man opening his hand, and an ancient mountain master's order floated in his palm, with a deep luster.
"Uncle Yan Tong, the Lord of the First Mountain, is willing to admit defeat and leave his position as the Lord of the First Mountain today."
The old man looked up at the sky and said calmly.
The moment the words fell, everyone's face changed slightly.
On Fusong Mountain, the soul clones of the mountain masters looked at calmly. No one came out to stop them, and no one spoke to keep them.
At the foot of the mountain, the sixth mountain master stood up and put his hand on the pine sword box.
For the first mountain master to leave the position of mountain master, such a thing is not a rare thing. Ten thousand years ago, there was only one mountain in the holy mountain. That mountain was in charge of the holy master. Later, the holy mountain opened up mountains one after another.
From the first mountain to the seventh mountain today, it has been too long.
As the earliest holy mountain, the first mountain master has been replaced by one generation after another. In the past, there have been cases where the first mountain master left the position of mountain master.
Therefore, for the first mountain master to leave today because of a bet, although it is shocking, it is not a very rare thing.
The world is silent, and there is no sound above the sky.
The old man Yan Tongshu looked up and looked for a long time.
He did not get a response from the Saint Master, nor did he get any retention. His eyes showed a deep disappointment.
"Teacher... I have seen a lot. I have seen that the Holy Mountain will fall apart because of the variable Anle, and the mountain masters will continue to die..."
Yan Tongshu took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.
He was stating his position. He thought that if Anle talked to the Saint Master, with the Saint Master's ability, he would naturally be able to see the variable Anle clearly.
However, the Saint Master thought differently from him.
"Alright."
Yan Tongshu's words did not get a response from the Saint Master.
However, in the dark, above the endless starry sky, someone spoke softly, and the voice fell back to the human world, and only Yan Tongshu could hear it.
The ancient mountain master's order floating in front of him suddenly appeared cracked, and with a click, it was covered with cracks, and finally seemed to be burned and eliminated by a ball of invisible flames.
Yan Tongshu's white hair was flying, his white robe fluttered, and he looked at the gradually disappearing starry sky with a bit of astonishment in his eyes.
The Saint Master... did not try to keep him, and even allowed him to leave.
Yan Tongshu didn't know what he was feeling for a moment.
Regret? Sorrow?
Hundreds of years of fate with the Holy Mountain, could not defeat a young man full of variables?
None of them...
Deep in Yan Tongshu's heart, he even felt... relieved.
He had no more ties with the Holy Mountain, just like the many mountain masters who left the Holy Mountain, and he felt a little relieved inexplicably.
But he knew that this kind of relief and relief was just a kind of psychology of him as a deserter.
Many times, the people who can see the truth that the world cannot see are the most painful people.
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On the top of the seventh mountain, Anle retracted his eyes. The Saint Master's will to return to the world was not because of the First Mountain Master. In fact, the Saint Master only replied indifferently to the First Mountain Master's departure.
The purpose of the Saint Master's will returning to the human world is actually to give Anle the gift that had been promised long ago.
Fusong Mountain under his feet seemed to have undergone unusual changes after the Saint Master's will swept through it. Anle grasped the intact Seventh Mountain Lord's Order, on which was engraved an ancient "Seven" character.
Holding this token, he could feel a unique connection between himself and the Seventh Mountain.
The entire Seventh Mountain seemed to have turned into a paradise. By practicing in this mountain, Anle could get a great increase, and even his understanding of practice could be increased.
If Anle were to summarize...
The Seventh Mountain was like an amplifying fruit of time for him.
Of course, this effect was not the most important. Anle could feel that through the Seventh Mountain Lord's Order, Anle could feel that there was an extremely majestic atmosphere inside the Seventh Mountain.
As Anle's mind became more and more immersed in it, he could see... It was an ancient three-legged bronze tripod!
The three-legged bronze tripod was covered with rust and full of the breath of time.
Majestic and majestic, buried inside the Seventh Mountain, the entire Seventh Mountain seems to glow with an unusual aura!
Anle's eyes condensed. He had talked to the Saint Master, who once said that the Saint Master had seven of the Nine Tripods that suppressed the Dragon Vein.
In other words, this ancient three-legged bronze tripod was one of the Nine Tripods that once suppressed the Dragon Vein. It was a real treasure in the world and possessed extremely majestic power!
"Is this the gift from the Saint Master?"
Anle took a deep breath and murmured.
"No... it should be more than that."
Anle suddenly thought that there were seven mountains in the Holy Mountain, which meant that there was an ancient tripod inside each Holy Mountain that had suppressed the Dragon Vein.
What kind of gift was this?
He held the Seventh Mountain Master's Order, and his mind moved. Suddenly, a force was generated, like the displacement of time and space. Anle appeared directly inside the Seventh Mountain, in front of the ancient three-legged bronze tripod.
The ancient tripod was huge, a hundred meters high and dozens of meters in diameter. The ancient copper rust was engraved with images of insects, birds, beasts, fairies, etc.
Suddenly, countless light spots floated and condensed on the ancient tripod.
It formed the figure of the Saint Master.
The shadow of the Saint Master smiled at Anle and said softly: "There are seven tripods on the Holy Mountain, and this is one of them. The gift I give you is the qualification to refine the ancient tripod."
"As for how to refine the ancient tripod, it's up to you."
"Other mountain masters only know that there is an ancient tripod in the mountain. Although they can use the power of the ancient tripod to assist in their practice, they cannot become the owner of the ancient tripod. You are different from them."
The words of the Saint Master's phantom undoubtedly confirmed Anle's guess.
Become the owner of the ancient tripod that once suppressed the dragon veins in the human world?
Anle's heart was slightly shaken. There is no doubt that this is a treasure that is not inferior to the Wu Kui Stone and the Wenqu Monument!
The Saint Master's phantom soon dissipated, and only Anle and the huge ancient tripod were left in the belly of the mountain.
Anle walked slowly, walked in front of the ancient tripod, stretched out his hand and touched the tripod.
In just a moment, Anle felt a distant breath.
This ancient tripod was not forged by the Saint Master, but by the emperor in a more distant time. It suppressed the dragon veins in the Middle Earth, condensed the destiny of the human world, and brought stability and peace to the human world.
However, it was eventually calculated by the heavenly immortals and lost its ability to suppress the power of the dragon veins...
But this ancient tripod suppressed the dragon veins and condensed the luck. Under this kind of influence, it was no longer an ordinary thing.
How to refine this tripod, the Saint Master did not explain, just let Anle figure it out.
Anle sat cross-legged, the mountain belly was extremely quiet, this place was guarded by the ancient tripod, even if the world's tenth realm practitioners could not enter this place without the mountain master's order, it could be said to be a very safe place.
Anle's palm rested on the bronze foot of the ancient tripod, the Niwan Palace trembled slightly, and the mind flowed out of the colorful glazed heart sword. Not only that, the innate spiritual energy in the Dantian Qi Sea was also absorbed and poured out.
The two energies poured into the ancient tripod, but it seemed to fill the endless abyss, and there was no sign of filling at all.
In the quiet mountain belly, Anle's innate spiritual energy and mental power were quickly consumed.
Anle opened his eyes and frowned.
If he used his mind and innate spiritual energy to refine it... Anle felt that with his current cultivation level of the sixth realm of body forging and mind, he didn't need to think about refining this ancient tripod at all. This was impossible.
In fact, according to this method of filling and refining, unless Anle's cultivation level reached the tenth realm, it might be possible to refine it.
Inside the mountain, the light of the ancient tripod was faintly rising, and it didn't seem dark.
Anle was thinking, and he was not in a hurry to go out.
The competition for the master of the seventh mountain has come to an end, and Anle has become the master of the mountain, which is no longer a suspense.
He can slowly refine this precious ancient tripod in this quiet mountain.
Suddenly, Anle's heart jumped slightly.
[Emperor] Dao Fruit trembled, and vaguely, there was a surge of mysterious spirit on his body.
The ancient tripod that was quietly sitting in the mountain also began to tremble and respond.
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An Le disappeared on the top of the seventh mountain.
The dragon vein clone of Emperor Yuan Meng noticed it, and Yan Tongshu, who had left his position as the mountain master, also noticed it.
“He entered the belly of the mountain. It seems that the gift from the Saint Master to his mountain master is extraordinary.”
As the first mountain master, Yan Tongshu naturally knew the ancient tripod inside each holy mountain. It was the culprit that caused the shocking war in the sky and on the earth ten thousand years ago, and it was the fundamental reason for the death of the eternal emperor!
He was naturally very envious of the ancient tripod, but without the permission of the Saint Master, even with his tenth realm cultivation, he was not qualified to refine the ancient tripod for hundreds of years.
Yan Tongshu thought that the gift from the Saint Master to An Le might be related to the ancient tripod.
An Le’s disappearance at this moment was naturally entering the belly of the mountain.
The dragon vein clone of Emperor Yuan Meng didn't care about these. He didn't care where An Le went. With his current status, he couldn't kill An Le, let alone... An Le is now the master of the seventh mountain.
This status will make Emperor Yuan Meng a little afraid. Although he is confident and the strongest man in the world, he will still restrain himself when facing the Saint Master.
But...
"Uncle Yan Tong, you are no longer the master of the mountain."
The dragon vein clone of Emperor Yuan Meng stared at the figure above the sea of clouds and said coldly.
The figure of Uncle Yan Tong sat in the void, and countless figures were confused again, unable to capture his true body.
He naturally knew what Emperor Yuan Meng meant. Without the identity of the mountain master and the support of the Saint Master, Emperor Yuan Meng had no scruples.
The act of humiliating Tie Lie's body, Emperor Yuan Meng... will settle the account.
At the same time.
Northland, Dadu.
The towering city wall suddenly shook.
Inside the palace, the burly figure of Emperor Yuan Meng stood up from the throne where the dragon veins were condensed, took a step, and stood on the wall of Dadu, raised his hand and grabbed.
The eight dragon veins intertwined and formed a bow made of dragon veins!
This bow was too big, and it was impossible for a mortal to hold it, but Emperor Yuan Meng's blood and qi intertwined, and he actually lifted this bow.
Raising his hand and grabbing it, a purple thunder in the sky was shot as an arrow.
The bow was pulled to the full moon, and in an instant, the sky above Dadu was dark and the evening clouds rolled!
Countless thunders moved restlessly in it.
Just one arrow caused a great change in the sky!
In the eyes of Emperor Yuan Meng, thunder leaped, and his eyes seemed to span thousands of miles, and his fingers loosened.
In an instant, the purple thunder turned into an arrow, like a purple dragon, whistling out and crossing the earth!
In an instant, it arrived above the Canglang River!
There is a great evil in the Canglang River, even the ninth realm strongmen dare not easily fly over it.
However, this purple lightning arrow came suddenly, although it caused the river water to stir up thousands of waves.
However, unexpectedly, the arrow did not stop.
On the Canglang River battlefield, three peerless warriors, Ye Longsheng, Zhong Shiji, and Di Zang, rose from the sky, like three bright suns, with shock in their eyes.
"What a powerful arrow..."
"This is the full-strength arrow of the strongest man in the world!"
The three peerless warriors suddenly felt tremendous pressure.
Li Youan was surrounded by stars, suspended in the sky, looking at Fusong Mountain and the arrow that ignored the evil rules of the Canglang River, his eyes solemn.
Suddenly, he turned his head and looked into the distance, where...an official wearing a red robe came out of the air.
The official was none other than Qin Lishi who had been ordered by the Emperor of the Zhao family.
The light in Li Youan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
An official of Qin Lishi's status appeared here in person. It seemed that... the edict passed by the Emperor of the Zhao family this time was going to cause big trouble.
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The purple thunder arrow shot by Emperor Yuanmeng from Dadu was so powerful that it was like an arrow showing power to the world.
In the West Liang Kingdom, on a throne made of countless bones stacked up, a figure with half white hair and half black hair sat on it, squinting, staring at the purple thunder arrow passing across the sky, flashing in his eyes A touch of surprise.
"With this arrow, Emperor Yuanmeng is showing his power!"
"The eight dragon veins have all been successfully refined, and the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry...will begin to trample the world."
The shock quickly turned into madness. He stood up, his white and black hair flying continuously.
"It's not enough. Today's Xiliang... can't let me go any further. I need to cross the river! I need Da Zhao. Da Zhao is rich and can support countless people... It will definitely make my cultivation more advanced! "
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Dali Kingdom, on the star-catching platform.
Imperial Master Lu Yishan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the purple thunder arrows flying across the sky.
Just one arrow is enough to put all the strong men in the world to shame.
This is the power at the pinnacle of the ten realms. It is the muscle that Emperor Yuanmeng first showed to all the countries in the world after merging the eight dragon veins. It is like a flag waved by a commander to let the army charge.
Imperial Master Lu Yishan's eyes were lowered, with a bit of hesitation in his eyes.
Today's Dali Kingdom...can it stop it?
Suddenly, on the star-catching platform, a eunuch came forward with lowered eyebrows. He looked at the imperial master observing the celestial phenomena and bowed respectfully.
"National Preceptor, Your Majesty, please come."
said the eunuch.
The Imperial Master, who looked like a middle-aged scribe, was sitting in a wheelchair. Hearing the eunuch's words, he slowly turned around and said without any fluctuation in his eyes: "Say it again."
The eunuch felt great pressure inexplicably, and there was even a terrifying sight of countless stars falling from the night sky before his eyes.
The eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "It's my fault. I conveyed the wrong message. Your Majesty asked the Imperial Master for you to go there, not just for a walk."
The eunuch wished he could lick his own mouth and tell the Imperial Preceptor sitting in a wheelchair to let him go... This was because he thought his life was too long.
The national counselor Lu Yishan did not embarrass the eunuch. He leaned on his wheelchair, lowered his eyes, and said calmly: "Tell your majesty that I am ill and cannot go to pay my respects."
Imperial Master Lu Yishan turned around, continued to look into the distance, and waved his hand gently.
The eunuch dared to say more and retreated respectfully.
"A few days ago, I was willing to come to the star-catching stage to show off, but now I don't even show off... Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have made the current situation too simple."
"But, is this the intention of the new emperor, or the intention of the supreme elder of the Star Reaching Sect?"
Lu Yishan sighed lightly.
One emperor and one courtier.
Today's Dali Kingdom is gradually beginning to be unable to tolerate him.
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The sea of clouds was torn apart in an instant, pulling out empty ravines, like an angry purple dragon winding across the sky, arriving in an instant.
Above Fusong Mountain, there is a vast sea of clouds.
The many clones of Uncle Yan Tong naturally saw this arrow.
A look of solemnity suddenly appeared on his face. This was Emperor Yuan Meng's arrow to vent his anger, but it was also an arrow to show his strength to the whole world by using the reason of shooting him.
It was even an arrow to declare war on the Three Kingdoms of Zhao, Xiliang and Dali!
The general trend of the world... slightly deviated from his expectations.
He had naturally seen this scene, but he did not expect that he would become the target of Emperor Yuanmeng's arrow sacrifice.
The variable Anle... really has a huge impact!
However, Uncle Yan Tong was a genuine ten-level cultivator, and he was unwilling to fight to the death with Emperor Yuanmeng. As the best divination being in the world, fighting and killing was not his style.
Countless clones fell gracefully towards the foot of the mountain.
As long as he falls under the mountain, he can disappear into the world and be difficult to find.
However, just when he was about to fall into the crowd of geniuses at the foot of the mountain.
The clone of Emperor Yuan Meng, transformed by the power of dragon veins, fell like a meteor and hit the foot of the mountain. The golden dragon vein body suddenly punched the sky.
The dense shadows of fists are hanging upside down towards the sky!
The falling clones of Uncle Yan Tong were actually hit by the shadow of the fist one after another, and their falling figures were hindered!
at the same time.
An arrow turned from the purple thunder in the sky has arrived.
That terrifying and oppressive power made everyone feel their breath stagnation, and only purple remained in their eyes!
Bang bang bang!
All of Uncle Yan Tong's clones were blown to pieces under the influence of the arrow.
The missing arrow contains a blocking idea, and even forms a kind of Tao power!
This force made Yan Tongshu's real body unable to escape!
Yan Tongshu's eyes condensed, and he raised his hand. The incense burner in his palm suddenly swelled up in the wind, as if it had turned into a tripod!
This is the incense burner that Yan Tongshu imitated after observing the ancient tripod in the belly of the First Mountain.
Although it is not a genuine product, it contains the meaning of the tripod!
It is also a top-level magic weapon!
Using the incense burner to block the arrow, this incense burner that has accompanied Yan Tongshu for a long time only resisted for less than two breaths before it was directly destroyed by the purple thunder arrow.
The purple thunder arrow broke through the incense burner and penetrated it, but Yan Tongshu's body seemed to turn into a twisted point, and was swallowed directly into it, completely disappearing without a trace.
Only a corner of the robe was left, which was annihilated by the purple thunder arrow!
Yan Tongshu disappeared.
At the foot of the mountain, the dragon vein body of Emperor Yuan Meng also began to disappear, turning into pure dragon vein power, and merged into the bodies of Boqi, Tuzhen and Ge Xiaoe.
A battle that was as stunning as a glimpse ended just like this.
It ended with the escape of the former No. 1 mountain master.
Zhao Huangting, with white hair, watched the battle, drank fine wine, and had a bit of melancholy on his face.
"This Emperor Yuan Meng... When I ignited Nirvana to fight him, I was afraid that I had not used 50% of my strength."
At that time, Emperor Yuan Meng had not yet refined the dragon vein and was still restricted by the dragon vein. Otherwise, Zhao Huangting would not be able to leave a sword mark on Emperor Yuan Meng.
The sixth mountain master stood up, carrying the pine sword box on his back, and glanced at Zhao Huangting with his cold face: "You are already very good, at least, compared to Yan Tongshu's attitude of running away without fighting, your fight was very refreshing."
Zhao Huangting was relieved and laughed when he heard this.
The laughter gradually subsided. He looked at the seemingly transformed Fusong Mountain, with a strange look in his eyes: "I never thought that Anle would become the master of the seventh mountain..."
"The scene of that kid climbing your sixth mountain with difficulty and practicing the five animals on the stone path on the mountain steps seems like yesterday."
"In fact, it hasn't been long." The sixth mountain master said: "This is a genius. Once he makes a name for himself, he will shock the world."
Zhao Huangting smiled and nodded, indicating that he agreed. Such a genius is rare in ten thousand years.
"The first mountain master... well, what happened to the former first mountain master?" Zhao Huangting asked.
He naturally learned a little about what happened on Fusong Mountain.
The sixth mountain master looked indifferent: "Nothing happened. He withdrew from the holy mountain because of different ideas."
"To put it simply, he became a deserter."
Deserter?
Zhao Huangting was silent when he heard this: "Uncle Yan Tong said that Anle is a variable. Joining the Holy Mountain will cause the Holy Mountain to collapse and all the mountain masters will perish...Aren't you afraid?"
The Sixth Mountain Master glanced at Zhao Huangting: "It's just an excuse for Uncle Yan Tong to be a deserter. The teacher said that the opponents of the Holy Mountain... once they seize the opportunity, they will destroy the Holy Mountain to death. Therefore, whether Anle exists or not, the Holy Mountain will collapse and all the mountain masters will perish. It is possible."
This is already a secret involving the Holy Mountain. The Sixth Mountain Master would not say it, but he did not choose to hide it from Zhao Huangting, who had little time left.
"So, Uncle Yan Tong is just like those former mountain masters, a deserter. The teacher never restricts deserters. They can escape if they want. Uncle Yan Tong is just one of the many deserters."
"The Holy Mountain is permanent, but the mountain masters are changing."
"Nothing to be surprised about."
The Sixth Mountain Master said indifferently.
"Among the powerful forces in the world today, there are still former mountain masters alive. Lotus Temple, Zhenwu Temple, Zhaixing Sect... all have former mountain masters, and there are even some whose identities I don't know."
"This is one of the reasons why the Holy Mountain is detached."
"Uncle Yan Tong left the Holy Mountain, and the Holy Master allowed it. Naturally, we will not try to keep him. Emotionally, I prefer Lao Qi."
The sixth mountain master said: "Uncle Yan Tong practiced the way of divination. Eliminating variables can make the Tao clearer and is also conducive to the improvement of his cultivation. When the world was in chaos, he had to get involved in the chaos to have a chance to get the Tao. He had long intended to leave the Holy Mountain, so... if he dared to attack Lao Qi after leaving the Holy Mountain, my sword... would no longer show mercy."
"I am not an opponent of one, and there are also Lao Er, Lao San, Lao Si, Lao Wu and other mountain masters. If they are mountain masters, you and I are all from the same sect. If it is not that the mountain master bullies the mountain master, then we are enemies."
The words of the sixth mountain master gave Zhao Huangting a reassurance.
Zhao Huangting turned his head and looked at the Seventh Mountain, smiling softly.
This time, he flew higher and higher.
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Inside the belly of the Seventh Mountain.
Anle felt the trembling of the ancient tripod, and the [Emperor] Dao Fruit in his body surged with energy, which seemed to be... the source of the trembling of the three-legged bronze ancient tripod!
His eyes lit up slightly, and Anle, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, couldn't help but be excited.
The [Emperor] Dao Fruit was a ray of purple gold time energy extracted from the will of the eternal emperor who had awakened, and it was naturally extraordinary.
The transformation of the Emperor Dao Fruit even required Anle to unify the world and recover the mountains and rivers of the north.
The difficulty of this matter is naturally extremely great. Anle now has no foundation, and it is simply nonsense to want to unify the world.
However, the key now is not this, but that Anle may be able to use the [Emperor] Dao Fruit to refine the ancient tripod, because it is not easy to make the ancient tripod react.
Sitting cross-legged, Anle began to visualize the Qingshan Sword Qi Diagram, and his mind began to recover rapidly.
Within the dantian, the five-animal phenomenon of Qingshan also helped him quickly recover the consumed innate spiritual energy.
After a while, the state of peace and happiness was restored to perfection, and the recovery speed was far faster than that of worldly practitioners. The incomplete ancient scriptures observed on the green mountain played a huge role in this.
After recovering, Anle did not tirelessly pour his mind and innate spiritual energy into the ancient cauldron as before.
Instead, he began to try to induce the [Emperor] Dao Fruit, and his mind sank into the Dao Fruit space.
Each Tao fruit shines like stars.
Emperor, Eternal Genius, Divine Sword Body, Fearless Heart, Heroic Encouragement, Five Kills of Musical Rhythm, Blood Guanyin, War Puppet!
There are a total of eight Dao Fruits suspended, and more Dao Fruits will appear in the future.
These fruits of the path have greatly helped Anle on the path of spiritual practice.
And the [Emperor] Dao Fruit, among the many Dao Fruits, is like a bright sun.
This is the first time Anle has entered the Dao Fruit Space. In fact, he also caught traces of it when he refined the Heart Sword before. Now, with the cultivation of God,...
?In the Sixth Realm, entering the Dao Fruit Space is easier than before.
And in the Daoguo space, there is the lingering energy of time floating up and down.
There is the thinnest ray of golden age energy drawn from the Saint Master, there is also the golden age energy drawn from Tie Lie, and six rays of gray age energy.
Anle controls the energy of time, which is actually mobilized from the Dao Fruit Space.
"Then can I try...to manifest the Tao Fruit into reality?"
Anle's eyes flickered.
The Niwan Palace opened and closed, the sword energy raged, and above the Glazed Heart Sword, the Yuan Shen opened his eyes, and the rays of light suddenly lifted up, and the Yuan Shen jumped out of the mind space.
Entered the Daoguo space!
The soul rose up and floated towards the [Emperor] Dao Fruit.
However, the [Emperor] Dao Fruit was like a blazing sun, with scorching light. Anle felt that his soul was almost being burned into nothingness.
He drew the energy of time to help, and the energy of time wrapped around his body, gradually softening the power of the [Emperor] Dao Fruit.
In the end, Anle's soul was entrusted to the [Emperor] Dao Fruit.
It's like holding up a big sun!
Within the belly of the Seventh Mountain.
The three-legged ancient cauldron trembled more and more frequently, and the power spread out seemed to make the entire Seventh Mountain begin to shake violently!
An Le, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the ancient cauldron, suddenly opened his eyes.
Above the head, the soul came out of the body and held up a blazing sun!
In an instant, the bright light made the entire mountainside become extremely bright, filled with endless incandescence!
Like a ball of fire lighting up the endless darkness!
The trembling of the three-legged ancient bronze cauldron suddenly stopped, a suction force burst out, and it began to continuously absorb the bright light, like a stubbornly growing grass bathed in the sun!
After the peace of mind was exhausted, the soul returned to the Niwan Palace, and the Emperor Dao Fruit returned to the Dao Fruit space.
Anle only felt that inside the mountain, it had returned to darkness.
But Anle smiled, looked at the huge ancient bronze cauldron a hundred meters high, raised his hand, and knocked lightly.
The sound like an ancient bell being struck echoed inside the cauldron.
The huge ancient bronze cauldron slowly began to shrink, shrink... Finally, An Le grabbed it with one hand and lifted it up gently.
In the heart of the mountain, the young man dressed in white beats the snow.
Lift the cauldron with one hand.
It's like lifting mountains and rivers!
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