Chapter 180: Watching the Long River of Time Create a Divine Method, Xiliang Rises up, You
Chapter 182 Watching the Long River of Time to Create Divine Methods, Xiliang Rising, and the Son of the Netherworld [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
An Le looked at the river that appeared in front of him like a dream.
The river stretched across the starry sky, with densely packed stars shining, all emitting... the breath of Tao Fruit.
Each star is a Tao Fruit.
And the Long River of Time stretched across it, rushing endlessly, with roars, explosions, and distant sounds...as if it was beyond the cognition of this world's dimension.
[Welcome to watch the Long River of Time]
The azure light curtain appeared, and then began to fade a little bit.
What surprised An Le was that behind the light curtain, there was a number that was constantly changing and decreasing.
It decreased a little bit every minute or so.
27...26...25...
It was like a countdown, and An Le remembered very clearly that 27...was the number of strands of time energy he had accumulated and had not yet used up.
Because as Anle mastered the use of the Qi of Time, he was able to add the Qi of Time to the battle process to improve his combat power and explosive power. Anle was not in a hurry to add all the Qi of Time he extracted. He would leave some of it just in case. If the battle started, he would still have the Qi of Time to back it up.
In other words, the time he could observe the 27 strands of the Qi of Time in the River of Time was roughly 27 minutes.
Anle looked at the time that was jumping and disappearing, and did not dare to waste it.
He looked up at the River of Time that was rushing in the center of the universe.
Magnificent, mysterious, vast... and great!
Just by looking at it, Anle felt the endless mystery. This mystery was difficult for him to understand. It was like infinite knowledge was filled into his mind in an instant. Because he could not understand it, this knowledge slowly drifted away and disappeared.
This was the first time Anle discovered this place. It turned out that in the depths of the Daoguo space, he could see the River of Time!
The Saint Master once said that the power of time is an extremely terrifying power, and Anle also sensed this through the use of the time energy.
Now that he has seen the long river of time, Anle is more convinced of the majesty and terror of the power of time.
The long river surges past, and space is difficult to stop, as if it is about to be washed away and broken.
Anle looked at the long river of time, and gradually got rid of the shock brought by the long river. His mind was no longer filled with endless vibrations, and his brain could work. He began to think about the meaning of observing the long river of time.
Anle's eyes sparkled. With the superposition of the two Dao fruits of [Emperor] and [Eternal Prodigy], Anle's talent has long been extraordinary.
Therefore, after thinking in his heart, it was as if there was a sword light in the endless darkness that split the darkness and sprinkled light.
The practice method after the sixth realm is divided into body forging and spirit refining.
Anle created his own body forging method, integrated the art of war, deduced the "Nine Dings Weapon Master Sutra", and detailed the route of energy circulation.
But that is only a method of forging the body. Anle may also try to create a method of refining the soul!
Before the fifth realm, Anle's method of cultivation was the "Sword Waterfall Picture". The sword light was like a waterfall, swaying in the world. With the sword waterfall gathering in the sword furnace, he could refine the heart sword.
But when Anle was in the fifth realm, he refined the heart sword. After entering the sixth realm, the "Sword Waterfall Picture" was not enough. Although it could be cultivated, the rank of the Sword Waterfall Picture even dropped to a second-rate method.
If it were not for the blessing of the Qingshan Ancient Scripture, it would not even be as good as a third-rate method. After all, it was originally prepared for the first five realms.
Maybe Anle can go to Ganye Temple and visit Madam Hua, who he has not seen for a long time, and maybe he can get the subsequent method of refining the soul.
However, under this premise, Anle can also try his own creation.
Of course... it's a bit too much to say creation. Anle observed the long river of time today, and perhaps he can use this as an idea to create his own method of refining the soul.
Use the mountains and rivers and nine tripods to forge the body, and use the long river of time to refine the soul!
This is Anle's ambition!
After this idea emerged, it stayed in his mind and could not be shaken off.
Using the long river of time as the foundation, creating his own soul refining method is like a crazy sprouting seed of idea, firmly rooted in his mind.
"But the long river of time is too powerful. It is too difficult to integrate it into the soul refining method... It is more difficult than creating the Nine Cauldrons to integrate the art of war!"
Anle also felt a great challenge and had no thoughts at all.
Even if the [Eternal Genius] Dao Fruit was trembling, combined with the blessing of the [Emperor] Dao Fruit on all Dao Fruit functions, it was difficult for him to understand.
He raised his head and continued to observe the long river of time.
The long river roared, and every splashing water droplet seemed to contain a miniature of the time of the world!
If Anle observed carefully, he could even see the picture of the world in the water droplets.
Thoughts impacted his mind and stimulated Anle's spirit. In his mind, there was a vague outline of the soul refining practice method.
The method of cultivating the soul is actually very simple and pure, it is the method of visualization...
Visualizing the green mountains is visualization, visualizing the sword waterfall is visualization...
Then visualizing the long river of time is naturally a kind of visualization!
Coupled with the method of the mind running in the body, it is considered a successful creation of the method of cultivating the soul.
Of course, it is easy to say, but it is not easy to do it.
When Anle was excited and thought about it bit by bit.
The consumption of the time transformed by the time energy was like the rolling of flowing sand in an hourglass. Gradually, Anle felt an incomparable sense of oppression falling.
The long river of time became more and more hazy, and the sense of exclusion and oppression brought by the depths of the Daoguo space continued to rise!
Anle's mind was swaying, as if it would collapse in an instant, and it was difficult to maintain the state.
Finally...
When the last ray of time was counted down.
In front of him, the light screen showed a prompt again.
[The end of this long river of time observation]
As the prompt fell, Anle felt that his mind was like a broken mirror, and it shattered with a click!
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Anle's mind withdrew from the Daoguo space, and he could not even enter it again for a short time.
He did not wake up, but his mind could already feel his sleeping body.
Floating directly into the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows.
In the mind space, the sword energy intertwined and densely covered an extremely large sword furnace, which stretched across the center of the mind space.
Anle's Yuanshen sat above the sword furnace, with thousands of feet of rosy clouds rising behind him, like a god sitting cross-legged.
After his mind returned, Anle's soul slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be energy flickering in them. Anle's soul looked at the sword furnace under him, and he could feel that the sword furnace was suppressing Qin Lishi's soul with all his strength.
Qin Lishi's soul was at the peak of the ninth realm. The will of the deceased martial masters of all generations was fused by Blood Guanyin, and was directly extracted from Qin Lishi's body and suppressed in the sword furnace.
If it was suppressed in the sword furnace simply to strangle the opponent, it would not be very meaningful. After all, it was a soul at the peak of the ninth realm. If it could be refined, it would certainly be a huge improvement for Anle's mind.
Anle glanced at the sword furnace, but he also understood that with his current spiritual cultivation, it would be difficult to refine Qin Lishi's soul at the peak of the ninth realm.
This time, the reason why Qin Lishi, the peak of the ninth realm, could be suppressed was mainly due to the [Iron Guanyin] Dao Fruit, plus the will of the martial masters of all generations in the martial master stone.
With the invincible force, the Mountain and River Cauldron... and the blessing of many treasures, he barely suppressed the opponent.
However, after using so many treasures to bless, he barely suppressed a peak of the ninth realm. Anle also felt that his own strength was greatly insufficient. He felt that it was imperative to quickly improve his own cultivation. At least he had to deduce and create a method of refining the soul that suited him.
Fortunately, Qin Lishi was only at the peak of the ninth realm. If he also had the body forging, Anle would never have any chance of winning even if he had many treasures to bless him. He would definitely need to use the sword intention golden elixir.
However, Anle was not in a hurry. Qin Lishi's body had already died. Even if his soul broke free from the shackles of the sword furnace, it would be difficult to see the light of day again.
It would even be corroded and worn away by the will of heaven and earth.
Therefore, Qin Lishi's soul could not escape, but Anle had plenty of time to find a way to refine it.
In the sword furnace, Qin Lishi's soul was full of sorrow, but his face had calmed down a lot. His body was dead, and he could clearly feel that if Anle had not suppressed his soul in the sword furnace, his soul would have dissipated.
The soul cannot exist alone between heaven and earth. If the body is dead, there is only one way to survive, that is, to seize the body.
However, after seizing the body, basically there is no need to think about making a bigger breakthrough in cultivation.
Because the disadvantages of seizing the body are too great, the incompatibility of the body and soul will only make cultivation difficult and difficult to see hope, but at least it is a way to survive.
But seizing the body is not so easy, it is also a matter of life and death.
Seizing the body is a taboo in the world, it is an act against the will of heaven and earth, and wanting to seize the body is equivalent to suffering a heavenly punishment, which is no easier than surviving the fire disaster of Nirvana.
Therefore, Qin Lishi's soul felt a bit like a dead ashes.
Boom!
The sword furnace opened with a bang, and Anle's soul was at the mouth of the sword furnace, looking down at Qin Lishi's soul.
Qin Lishi looked up and looked at Anle with a complicated look.
"You win, Anle."
Qin Lishi said.
"If you kill me, I will kill you. It's a fair thing." Anle said calmly.
If Qin Lishi didn't have the intention to kill him, and didn't choose to use the soul formation to isolate other strong men from killing him, Anle would naturally not have attracted Wu Kui Stone and summoned Blood Guanyin to fight Qin Lishi at this juncture.
Qin Lishi would naturally not have died.
It can only be said that it was because Qin Lishi had evil intentions towards Anle and greed for invincibility that he ruined his life.
"I didn't expect you to be able to do this. You are only in the sixth realm, but you can actually use the power to burst out such a powerful fighting force. What is the Blood Guanyin?"
"Is it the soul-refining technique of Ganye Temple?"
Qin Lishi couldn't help but ask at this moment.
An Le's eyes fluctuated and he shook his head: "No, although I have seen Master Suzhu of Ganye Temple, although the Blood Guanyin has some relationship with her, it has nothing to do with Ganye Temple."
"Taught by the Saint Master?"
Qin Lishi seemed to be a little confused and asked.
However, to his surprise, An Le shook his head again: "It was not taught by the Saint Master."
Qin Lishi was stunned and surprised. If it was not the Saint Master or Ganye Temple, how could An Le learn such a method.
"Dao Guo, have you heard of it?"
An Le's Yuan Shen said calmly.
"Dao Guo...what is that?" Qin Lishi's eyes showed confusion. He really had never heard of Dao Guo.
As a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of soul refining, he naturally knew the will of heaven and earth, and that cultivators at the tenth level could master a path.
However, Dao fruit... he had never heard of it.
Is it a Tao that can only be mastered by practitioners of the Ten Realms?
Qin Lishi felt more and more confused about Anle. This young man seemed to contain secrets from the beginning of his practice.
Although the rise speed at the beginning was fast, it was not to an unacceptable level. However, as it went on, the rise became faster and faster. It was even exaggerated enough to be called invincible in the same situation. The invincible momentum gathered also happened in a different way. Metamorphosis.
This boy...is really the one who stirred up the world.
Qin Lishi knew very well that the Great Zhao... would most likely be gone.
No matter whether he died in the hands of An Le or Emperor Yuanmeng, he could not escape the fate of destruction.
In fact, even if the Emperor of the Zhao family really extends his life for five hundred years, it is impossible to save the Zhao Dynasty. It has always been just Zhao Tianyan's blind confidence.
Emperor Yuan Meng came out of the Lishan Ancient Tomb and might break through the Eleventh Realm. How could Da Zhao resist an Eleventh Realm that would not come out for ten thousand years?
"you do not need to know."
An Le sat at the mouth of the sword furnace, controlling the sword furnace bit by bit with his mind. The sword energy was like fire, burning and intertwined in the sword furnace.
Qin Lishi could feel that Anle wanted to refine his soul.
He couldn't help but laugh...
"I am the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, and you are only the Sixth Realm. Even if you use some means to suppress my soul, that is not your true strength. If you want to refine me... you are not worthy."
"Let's wait until you reach the Ninth Realm."
Qin Lishi's soul couldn't help but sneer, he really didn't believe that Anle could refine him.
Even if someone from the eighth realm wants to refine the soul of the ninth realm, it is not easy. An Le cannot do it without refining the soul of the sixth realm, how can he do it.
The sword furnace was clanging, and the sword energy was beating against the furnace wall like a tide.
A trembling feeling couldn't help but burst out from the sword furnace.
Qin Lishi can naturally feel the refining power of the sword furnace, but his soul is too powerful, and the refining power burst out by the sword furnace cannot do anything to him.
If the Heart Sword hadn't penetrated his soul and sealed him inside, he might even have broken through the sword furnace and come out.
The Heart Sword of Ganye Temple... directly strikes the heart, and those who can refine the Heart Sword are considered top-notch beings among the monks of Ganye Temple.
Being suppressed by the Heart Sword, Qin Lishi didn't feel strange.
But Anle wants to refine him with the six realms of mind, but it is absolutely impossible to do so.
Anle also felt the gap. It was indeed difficult to refine Qin Lishi's soul.
However, what was not too surprising was that after Anle stabilized his mind, he began to try to visualize the passage of time.
Visualizing the long river of time was the beginning of his deduction of the method of refining the gods.
Anle's mind recalled the long river of time that he had seen in the Taoguo space too many times. The long river of time did not seem to be a thing of this dimension. It was illusory, but it was real.
The picture of visualization appears in the mind, and then the mind constructs the visualization object through this picture.
Buzz buzz...
Qin Lishi Yuanshen, who was sitting cross-legged in the sword furnace, suddenly opened his eyes nervously.
A wave of disbelief surged through him.
Then, he discovered that in the sword furnace, the boiling and sonorous sword energy suddenly fell silent, becoming dark and dead.
In this darkness, light like fireflies gradually emerged.
It's like the stars have gathered together to form an existence as slender as a hair.
boom!
The sword furnace suddenly exploded.
It turned into endless dots of stars, intertwined and gathered into a trickle as fine as hair.
In the darkness, a trickle of water flowed slowly.
With the disappearance of the sword furnace, Qin Lishi's soul was freed from suppression and restraint.
However, he was not happy at all. He looked around, only to find that Anle's mental space had fallen into darkness, and only the trickling water was left.
What the hell is Anle doing? !
That's a trickle... what is it? !
Qin Lishi's eyes were full of confusion. He was a spiritual practitioner at the peak of the Nine Realms, but in the mental space of a Sixth Realm practitioner, he saw incomprehensible things.
Suddenly, Qin Lishi felt that the trickling stream erupted with an unstoppable suction force.
The suction force absorbed his soul and immersed him in it.
Qin Lishi only felt that there were countless scenes emerging in front of his eyes.
He saw himself being born, that was the scene when he was just born.
He also saw himself studying hard and studying at night in order to gain fame.
Seeing myself become the top scholar, wearing the red robe of the top scholar and a big red flower, is the most proud scene in my life.
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Qin Lishi felt a sinking feeling. That was his life, glory, loneliness, despair... The pictures of years intertwined with various emotions were like a dream, allowing Qin Lishi to see his life in the trickle.
Wait until Qin Lishi's mind breaks away from the trickle.
His soul found that he had already burst into tears.
Complex and sad emotions touched his heart.
It turns out that when I look back at my life, I find it difficult to let go of emotions such as regret, unwillingness, and indignation.
"What on earth...is this?"
Qin Lishi murmured.
Suddenly, he found that his soul began to overflow, turning into pure mental energy and floating towards An Le, who showed his body shape.
Qin Lishi's soul was so shocked that it almost collapsed!
His eyes were full of disbelief...
His soul... was finally refined!
The pinnacle of the Nine Realms was refined by a Sixth Realm!
The source of refining comes from that trickling stream. Although it is slender, it carries the power to corrode and assimilate all minds!
Anle can feel the growth and strength of his mind.
However, what makes Anle even more delighted is the very vague and rough vision of the long river of time that he created in his mental space.
Although blurry and rough, it has the charm of time.
He just needs to enter the Dao Fruit Space more and observe the long river of time. Sooner or later he will be able to complete the creation of the visualization object of the long river of time.
Anle's eyes opened, and a look of joy appeared on the corners of her lips.
He once again threw Qin Lishi's soul into the vision of the long river of time like a trickle.
For a moment, Qin Lishi's soul fell into confusion again, sinking into his past years, unable to extricate himself.
In this sinking state, his soul was slowly being refined, quietly being refined.
Although Qin Lishi knew this, he couldn't resist.
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Northland, above Lishan Mountain.
The portal formed by the intertwining of eight dragon veins fluctuates with majestic energy. The current portal is much smaller than the original one hundred feet in size.
There are ten powerful men in the sky who come with the will of heaven and earth. At first, they are just inconspicuous dots between heaven and earth, but as they take steps, they appear in front of the portal like meteors magnified many times in an instant.
After taking a deep look at the portal composed of dragon veins, without much hesitation, he chose to step into the portal formed by the intertwining of dragon veins.
After the Ten Realm statue entered it, the portal shrank a little, as if a lot of energy had been extracted and consumed.
On the vast and endless plain, the howling of the wind resounded endlessly, and figures were galloping and running fast, densely packed and rushing in from a distance.
There are practitioners in various realms, and most of them are practitioners in the martial arts world.
Of course, these cultivators who have not yet entered the Ten Realms can only choose to stop when they rush to Lishan Mountain and look at the huge portal formed by intertwined dragon veins from a distance.
There were cultivators of the Nine Realms who tried to enter the portal, but before they even set foot, they were seriously injured by the will of heaven and earth that swept out of the portal, and they bled endlessly.
"If you want to cross the portal, you must at least have the power to resist the will of heaven and earth, and you must at least be in the tenth realm! Could it be that this ancient tomb of the First Emperor can only be entered in the tenth realm? The opportunity can only be obtained in the tenth realm?"
With the end approaching, Jiujing roared at Lishan unwillingly, feeling sad and angry in his heart.
"Starting from tens of thousands of years ago, the Nine Cauldrons were lost, the dragon veins were in chaos, it was difficult to escape from the ten realms, and it was impossible to escape from the eleven realms... The decline of practice began with the fall of this emperor! It was he who caused such a situation, but he did not let it go How unfair it is for me to wait for an opportunity in an ancient tomb!"
"The eternal emperor is a sinner in cultivation!"
Many of the Nine Realms couldn't bear such a blow and howled angrily.
Some people's eyes flickered, studying the energy between heaven and earth: "No, maybe it's just that the time for the tomb to be opened to us has not come yet. The portal formed by the intertwining of the eight dragon veins will weaken a lot every time someone enters the ten realms... Wait. Once the energy is weakened enough for us to step in, we can enter the ancient tomb in the ninth realm, and even have a chance in the eighth realm!"
This statement has been agreed by many practitioners of the Nine Realms of God Refining.
Naturally, the sensitivity to energy in the Ninth Realm of God Refining is higher than that of the ordinary Ninth Realm of Body Refining, so they saw some tricks. The peerless emperor still left a glimmer of opportunity for the world.
Around Lishan, more and more practitioners gathered.
However, many people also looked up in amazement and saw one after another strong men of the ten realms that had been hard to see in the world. They rushed over one after another and entered the Lishan Dragon Vein Gate.
The old sword master and the old heavenly master arrived hand in hand.
Lishan Mountain is located on a plain, like a soldier stationed for thousands of years, with a deep energy spreading from the entire mountain.
The portal formed by dragon veins hangs in mid-air. Within the portal, there is the surging will of heaven and earth, as well as space fluctuations.
However, the strange thing is that there is not even a trace of death energy permeating the ancient tomb. You must know that a tomb is buried in mountains and rivers. The tomb of thousands of years will definitely accumulate and condense a rich and pure death energy.
Many ancient tombs of powerful practitioners have been explored, and many people naturally understand this very well.
The appearance of the old Heavenly Master and the old Sword Master made many people look over and marvel in their hearts.
"It's the old Heavenly Master from Tianshi Mansion and the old Sword Master from Jianchi Palace. They are both strong men who have set foot in the Ten Realms five hundred years ago!" Someone recognized the two of them and couldn't help but say.
Faced with the scorching gaze and the fanaticism that seemed to be chasing stars, the old Heavenly Master and the old Sword Master did not pay too much attention.
"The energy of the portal is indeed slowly weakening. If we come later, we won't be able to enter..."
The old Heavenly Master smiled, thankful that he and the old sword master arrived here in time.
"The peerless emperor may also have known that if Jiuding no longer suppresses the dragon veins, his practice will decline, so he also set up opportunities for future generations."
"Only by gathering eight dragon veins can the ancient tomb be opened... It naturally shows that the practitioners of this era have reached the point where they cannot see the path to the eleventh realm, so they choose to refine the eight dragon veins. I hope that in the ancient tomb, there will be people who can enter the eleventh realm." It’s an opportunity.”
The old sword master sighed.
"Emperor Yuan Meng was the first to enter the ancient tomb. Will he get the opportunity first?" The old sword master thought of something and asked with a frown.
"It's not that easy. Didn't you notice that there was no change in the aura in the ancient tomb? That means Emperor Yuanmeng... has not yet set foot in the eleventh realm. If he enters the eleventh realm, it is impossible for the world to be unresponsive."
"Besides, since the First Emperor chose to set up opportunities for future generations in the mausoleum and gather the dragon veins into the portal, he would naturally not let one person get it. It requires a fight among the world."
The old Taoist priest said: "The energy of this portal is getting weaker and weaker, and the spatial fluctuations contained in it are getting more and more intense. You and I will enter the ancient tomb, and life and death will be left to fate."
"Take care, fellow Taoist."
The old swordsman nodded.
The old Taoist priest sat on the purple golden lotus and floated into the portal. In an instant, his figure was involved in the turbulent spatial fluctuations, gradually becoming blurred, until it disappeared without a trace.
The old swordsman stared, he knew that the old Taoist priest had entered the portal, and should have been thrown into a place in the ancient tomb by the spatial turbulence.
From this situation alone, it can be seen that the tomb of the First Emperor is absolutely huge.
The old swordsman did not hesitate any more. Although the battle with the half-immortal Zhao Taizu in Lin'an City triggered the thunder of annihilation, which made his state decline a little, the opportunity was right in front of him, and hesitating... would lead to defeat.
The sword light rolled up, the white hair of the hemp clothes flew, and the old man smiled, under the brilliant sword light, in the eyes of countless practitioners gathered around Mount Li, he strode into the portal.
Rumble!
After the old sword saint entered the ancient tomb.
The portal formed by the interweaving of eight dragon veins suddenly became turbulent, and spatial turbulence raged out from it. The inky black cracks released the cold death aura!
Even if the Nine Realms were caught in this spatial crack, they would be in danger of death.
The portal gradually shrank, and finally shrank to only ten feet.
The chaotic spatial fluctuations around were also calming down.
The intertwined minds around Mount Li suddenly became excited.
Because they can be sure that after the chaotic space calms down, the Nine Realms... can also enter the ancient tomb!
Although they need to wait for a while, knowing that they can enter is enough to make them happy, because if they can see hope, they will not despair.
The opportunities in the Qin Shihuang Tomb are also open to them, the Nine Realms!
As expected of the eternal emperor, he is indeed broad-minded!
Some people began to praise him.
Praise and scold, in fact, they are all the same group of people.
All praise and scolding are born from the heart, just because they are linked to their interests.
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As for whether the opening of the Lishan Tomb really attracted all the ten realm practitioners in the world to enter it, in fact, the world is not very clear.
But one thing that can be confirmed is that the Yuan Meng Emperor must have entered it, there is no doubt about this, because the Yuan Meng Emperor who refined the eight dragon veins is the key to open the door.
But in fact, when many ten realms entered the Lishan Tomb, it was enough to set off a change for the world!
The ten realm masters have a great influence on the deterrence of various forces, and one ten realm master is enough to make one force become the top force in the world.
And as many ten realm masters entered the ancient tomb, the world changed, and some plans that many masters had not implemented began to unfold at this moment.
In the Western Liang Kingdom, the Crown Prince Gu Chenglin stood on the white bone throne, with a strand of white hair falling from his forehead, fluttering in the bloody wind. He did not choose to enter the Lishan Tomb. Even if he learned that the Nine Realms could be entered, he was indifferent.
With all the ten realm masters entering the ancient tomb, it could not affect the reality for the time being. This was actually a great opportunity for the Western Liang Kingdom!
"Break through the blockade of the Yuan Meng Empire, let the death light of the Hell Palace splash on the world, let Hell come again, and the Hades Palace reopen!"
"Kill out, slaughter a city, and give birth to the Nine Realms! Slaughter a hundred cities, and you can give birth to a hundred Nine Realms! The bloody beacon fire of the Western Liang will eventually burn the world!"
The Crown Prince Gu Chenglin of the Western Liang grinned and laughed crazily.
Under the white bone throne, there is a bone pavilion piled with bones. Under the bone pavilion, the densely packed Western Liang army is wearing bloody armor, holding long spears, holding long swords high, shouting and roaring.
The cultivators of the Hell Palace, with deathly aura wrapped around their bodies, hid in the army, and also sneered with excitement and expectation.
Canglang River battlefield.
They had already entered a state of combat readiness. The Ye Family Army led by Ye Longsheng, the Zhong Family Army led by Zhong Shiji, and the Qingmian Army led by Di Zang were all wearing armor. Sentinels and scouts were densely arranged along the Canglang River, reporting any abnormalities at any time.
Li Youan was suspended in the air, looking at the direction of the bloody Xiliang Kingdom, and could vaguely feel a sense of depression.
Xiliang was actually not weak. After being completely integrated with the Hell Palace, the entire Xiliang could actually be the second most powerful country in the world, second only to Yuanmeng.
Yuanmeng had the Yuanmeng Emperor and the King of Yangdi sitting in charge, so naturally they could not shake their position.
But Xiliang also had the Xiliang Emperor Gu Baijing and the mysterious Lord of the Hell Palace!
Although the generals in commanding the army are not as good as those in Da Zhao and Yuan Meng, the practitioners in Xiliang have become extremely crazy and fearless of death because of the environment.
Da Zhao is timid, while Xiliang is crazy.
Now, all the ten realm masters have entered the ancient tomb and cannot easily get out of the ancient tomb.
In fact, this also created an excellent opportunity for those crazy people in Xiliang, and they even dared to break through the troops stationed in the Yuan Meng Empire.
Since Xiliang dared to attack Yuan Meng, it would naturally not give up the direction of breaking through Da Zhao...
The opening of the Lishan Tomb is also a signal, a signal of chaos in the world!
Xiliang is the origin of the world's chaos.
"If Xiliang wants to break into the border of Da Zhao, it must break through the defense line of the Flying Tiger Army... Although the Flying Tiger Army is no longer loyal to Da Zhao, but... to break the Flying Tiger Army, peace is the key!"
"The strong men in Xiliang only need to kill Anle. The Flying Tiger Army has lost the increase in mountain and river power on Anle, so it will naturally be difficult to stop them. The people in the cities behind us will also be invaded."
Li Youan sighed.
Next to him, the third concubine Wang Banshan's scholar's shirt was flying and he shook his head: "The world is going to be in chaos. What are the plans of the Flying Tiger Army? Will they continue to guard here?"
"The Flying Tiger Army must strengthen its defense. Gu Chenglin will not cross the Canglang River first, but will first break through the blockade of the Yuanmeng Army... As for the Flying Tiger Army, it depends on those who break through my blockade and escape into the Canglang River. The king of hell, the judge, and the ghost are at odds with each other..."
Li Youan said.
"It's strange to say that the King of Hell, the judge and the ghost messengers from the Hell Palace entered the territory of Da Zhao and disappeared without a trace. The news sent back by the nine lieutenants I arranged were all lost, as if... Da Zhao There are people inside covering the area.”
The third wife, Wang Banshan, nodded, his aura of righteousness surging faintly.
"It has been recorded and described in the Confucian and Taoist sage books of the Academy of Literature that the hell palace... is related to the Netherworld. The former emperor of the human race gathered nine cauldrons to suppress the dragon veins and smash the Netherworld. However, the Netherworld is like a centipede insect that dies but does not freeze. It remains the same. It has been passed down through generations, and wherever there are souls of the dead, there is the underworld.”
"The Netherworld never disappears, it just blends into the human world in a coexisting way."
"There is a Nether inheritance in Da Zhao, which is actually quite normal."
"There should be some in the Yuanmeng Empire and Dali. However, those inheritors of the Netherworld dare not be exposed at all. After all, the Netherworld inheritance requires souls as carriers and requires killing. Therefore, once exposed, rivers of blood will inevitably flow, and the powerful will be killed. Only the crazy father and son in Xiliang chose to accept the Hell Palace, established it as the state religion, and shared the national destiny, making the land of Xiliang a breeding ground for the Hell Palace."
Wang Banshan's words made Li Youan a little surprised. He had heard some legends about the Netherworld, but he didn't know much about these secrets.
"Since the general will continue to guard here, I must help the general. If my awe-inspiring righteousness... can restrain these practitioners of hell, it can be regarded as a contribution to the world."
Wang Banshan said softly.
Li Youan cupped his fists and thanked Wang Banshan, then raised his eyes to look at the other side of the Canglang River where the life and blood were soaring into the sky. His brows could not help but frown, with a hint of worry.
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Swords and weapons were intertwined into a boat, with Su Muzhe sitting cross-legged at the bow and Wan Jieliu sitting at the stern. Inside the cabin were sleeping An Le and Fourth Master Lin with a hatchet on his waist.
When the old sword master stepped into the Lishan Ancient Tomb, Su Muzhe, who was sitting on the bow of the boat, suddenly opened his eyes.
There was a hint of worry and a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Teacher, you must survive."
Su Muzhe murmured.
She knew too well the importance of the old sword master to Jianchi Palace. If the old sword master died, it would be a huge blow to Jianchi Palace.
Over the years, too many powerful men in the Jianchi Palace have died. Only one Wang Yansheng, the best swordsmith in the world, is left. The remaining nine realm swordsmiths add up to only two, and one of them is still ten thousand pieces. willow.
In other words, if the old sword master dies, there will only be three strong men in Jianchi Palace who can take action, including Su Muzhe.
For four people from the Nine Realms, it would be difficult to keep the precious land of Jianchi Lake...
"Palace Master, Jiangling Mansion has arrived."
Suddenly, Wan Jieliu, who was sitting at the stern of the boat, made a sound that interrupted Su Muzhe's thoughts.
Su Muzhe frowned, remembering his teacher's instructions to go to the Lishan Ancient Tomb.
"The teacher said that King Jiangling of Jiangling Prefecture is weird... Since the teacher can tell him, there is something weird. You and I... pick up the energy and escort Anle back to Jinguan City safely."
Su Muzhe's mind spread and intertwined around the boat built with swords.
Wan Jieliu had already taken off the thin willow sword from his waist, and his eyes became serious.
In the cabin, Fourth Master Lin was already holding the spear pendant on his chest in his hand.
"I don't know when Anle will wake up. However, while he is sleeping, his mind is constantly growing... Now when it comes to the strength of his mind, he should be in the late stage of the Sixth Realm of Refining God. He is not too far away from perfection. , maybe when he wakes up, he can reach the six realms of perfection by refining his spirit.”
Fourth Master Lin said.
Su Muzhe and Wanjie Liu are both strong men in the Nine Realms, so they can naturally sense the changes in Anle Xin's energy.
An Le's soaring mind could not be concealed even by the Qi shielding effect of the bamboo sword Qingshan.
But everyone has long been numb. Anle's cultivation has been improving at a very fast and exaggerated speed, but this is the genius...
The Lord of the Seventh Mountain, the destined person to talk to the Holy Master, merged into the Mountain and River Cauldron, and gathered an invincible force...
With so many titles and blessings, no matter how fast An Le's cultivation improves, they can accept it.
In short, Anle is the proud man of this era!
Suddenly, Su Muzhe's expression changed slightly, he pointed his finger between his eyebrows, suddenly swung it out, and slashed towards the clouds in the distance with a sword light!
The sword energy cut open the clouds, only to find that under the pure white clouds, there was extremely rich death energy... and black energy!
at the same time.
Jiangling Mansion.
Jiangling Prince's Mansion, with waterside pavilions, carved railings and painted buildings, has unique scenery.
King Jiangling was sitting in the pavilion, drinking wine from the cup. His eyes were shining with a strange blood light, and the corners of his lips were raised in an exaggerated arc.
"Pei Min entered the Lishan Ancient Tomb, and the old Heavenly Master from the Tianshi Mansion also entered the ancient tomb... Anle's background in the ten realms is completely gone."
"The Sword Pond Palace is now at its most empty. Without the Ten Realms, the Sword Pond Palace, which is in a period of transition, will collapse at any moment."
"If I control the Sword Pond Lake, I can refine the bones of the half-demon without restraint and forge an ultimate weapon."
"I have been enduring beside the Sword Pond Palace for so many years, and finally I have waited for this opportunity."
King Jiangling shook the scarlet in the cup and drank the last sip.
"Once I have swallowed up the Sword Pond Palace, my army will no longer be blocked. Starting from Jiangling, I will devour the entire Great Zhao!"
"The glory of the underworld will eventually shine on the earth, and the Great Zhao will belong to the underworld!"
King Jiangling stood up and laughed in a low voice.
With the pavilion under him as the center, the pool in the water pavilion instantly churned blood from the bottom, and the blood instantly spread, covering the ground and the Nine-Curved Corridor.
Like a spider web, it spread in all directions and covered the entire Jiangling Prefecture City.
Finally, it turned into blood-colored light pillars that shot up into the sky, like a hand with five fingers hooked.
In each blood-colored light pillar, there was a powerful existence that looked neither human nor demon, with a fluctuating aura and a crazy will!
"Go, intercept them, kill Anle, and the Xiliang army will be able to break the blockade of the Flying Tiger Army and march straight into the territory of Dazhao, letting the flowers of the other shore of hell bloom in every city. With the response from inside and outside, the mountains and rivers of Dazhao will surely change their masters, and I will be the new son of the netherworld of this land!"
"When the netherworld returns to the world and controls the order, even the Yuanmeng emperor... will not be a concern!"
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