Chapter 213 [Emperor] Daoguo Jiezu Sword Spirit, Anle Talks to the Saint Master Again

The space was broken, cut by the invisible sword energy. Just a slight touch, the void was cut open, which was unbearable. The sharpness was so sharp that even the origin master of the eleventh realm would feel his scalp numb.

It was just a sword, hanging in the depths of the void, as if it had existed for a long time, because in Anle's eyes, the sword was surrounded by dense years of energy!

That's right, it was the years of energy. The sword had spirits and floated in the years, so it condensed a wisp of years of energy, which was extremely surging, like a small stream of long rivers of time lingering across!

"What kind of sword is that?! There is actually a sword hanging in the depths of space?!"

Anle took a deep breath and was shocked.

Not only him, Wang Yansheng and Lu Yishan all saw it, and it seemed that only the three of them could see this scene. Others could only feel the oppression of heaven and earth and the shackles falling, but they didn't know the source of all this.

But the three of them saw the source of everything. A sword was like a proud emperor among swords, overlooking the Changhe sword that had just stepped into the realm of the treasure.

Moreover, the sword energy that fell down turned into shackles, trying to suppress Changhe back to the realm of the treasure!

No wonder there has never been a sword treasure in the long years of the human world. It turns out that there is such a sword that is secretly making trouble and not allowing the birth of the ultimate sword in the human world!

"I don't know... In the ancient books I have read, it seems that there has never been an introduction to this sword. It turns out... It is difficult for the world to produce a supreme sword because there is a sword that seems to have surpassed the level of the treasure, suppressing everything and dropping the rules!"

Lu Yishan sat upright in a wheelchair, his hair flying on his shoulders, his eyes shining, and his heart was shocked.

Even though he was well-informed, familiar with ancient books, and knowledgeable, he was shrouded in doubt at this moment.

As for Wang Yansheng, he felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment, as if he was suppressed, because he used the fusion method to integrate the Changhe sword into his body. If Changhe was suppressed, it meant that he was also suppressed. He might be knocked down again after just stepping into the tenth realm.

Such an end is definitely not a good one. It is a huge blow to one's spirit and soul, and it may even make people unable to recover and cut off their future!

Wang Yansheng wanted to resist, but it was too difficult, because this sword in the depths of space released an unparalleled sword pressure!

"What should I do? If this goes on... it will be completely destroyed! It was originally successful, why did such a change happen?"

Wang Yansheng was extremely unwilling, he turned into a black sword hair flying, his eyes wide open, and roared in a low voice.

However, he felt his body getting heavier and heavier. The sword, like the emperor among swords, continued to bring down pressure. The chain swept around the sword river, making the river's divine light dim, the sword energy was cut off, and the breath of the treasure was not stable, showing signs of falling.

Wang Yansheng knelt on the ground, sweating profusely, and blood gushing out of his body.

"We have come into contact with the great secrets of the ancient times, the main reason why it is difficult for swords to produce treasures!"

Lu Yishan looked ugly.

He had no way to do anything. The pressure brought down by the sword was only aimed at Wang Yansheng and the sword river. He could not stop it at all because he had no qualifications and no ability.

"My bamboo sword Qingshan... seems to be called a treasure sword, right?" Anle stared and asked.

Lu Yishan shook his head: "It's different. Bamboo Sword Qingshan is the sword worn by the First Emperor. It is said that its origin is even older. The reason why it is tough and indestructible is because the bamboo used to make the bamboo sword is of extremely high quality!"

The treasure tree on Anle's shoulder, who was stabbed by the bamboo sword Qingshan, also spoke at this time: "Brother Le, the bamboo of this bamboo sword... has a terrible origin. It is not a weapon for casting, but the bamboo itself is extraordinary!"

The words of the two made Anle suddenly understand.

Although the bamboo sword Qingshan looks like a broken and withered bamboo, its quality must be terrible. It does not need to be forged like a precious sword. After thousands of hardships, perhaps just this piece of withered bamboo can become an extraordinary sword.

Therefore, the bamboo sword Qingshan is not suppressed by the sword in the depths of the void.

But thinking through these things did not have much effect. He was still very anxious and kept thinking of ways, but he had no clue.

At the edge of Jianchi Lake, many disciples of Jianchi Palace felt this change. Although they could not see the proud sword in the depths of the void, they could feel Wang Yansheng's pain.

The sword that had clearly become a treasure was now completely dull, like a broken sword!

Su Muzhe opened her eyes, and the sword palace between her eyebrows clanged. With the help of the sound waves of the peerless sword casting just now, she also achieved a significant transformation. Her body forging officially stepped into the perfection of the ninth realm, which greatly improved her cultivation and enabled her to carry more swords.

But at this moment, she was not concerned about her own realm, but looked at Master Wang Yansheng, who was almost kneeling, with some doubts and worries.

"Didn't she break through to the tenth realm? How could this happen? This doesn't look like breaking through the tenth realm at all... Instead, it looks like a failed breakthrough."

The worry in Su Muzhe's eyes became more and more intense.

Wan Jieliu, Li Qingchuan and others were also completely confused.

Outside Jinguan City, the sound of breaking through the air resounded endlessly, and one figure after another swept across the sky, with eyes as sharp as iron, and wanted to tear open the star curtain arranged by Lu Yishan to peek into the situation in the city.

They really wanted to know whether Wang Yansheng had successfully broken through to the tenth realm, and whether he had really completed the sword forging!

If he really did, it would be of great significance, indicating that in this era of exhausted cultivation, it is still possible to achieve the tenth realm. Maybe... cultivation is starting to pick up?

When thinking of this, many practitioners were shocked. They no longer hesitated and launched attacks, blasting towards the star curtain of the star map.

Lu Yishan naturally knew the situation at the moment, and understood why these people wanted to see the situation, and wanted to have some comfort in their hearts.

"Comfort?"

"Since you want to see, then see enough."

Lu Yishan's eyes flickered, and he tapped lightly on the wheelchair guard with his fingers. He lowered the defense level of the star curtain of the star map.

Boom!

The attack fell on the star curtain, and there was a knife light across the sky, tearing the star curtain apart!

The strong man who cut the star curtain was a middle-level ninth realm. He seemed to be surprised that he could cut the star curtain. There was ecstasy in his eyes, and his soul swept out, like a storm, peeking towards the direction of Jianchi Palace.

However, when he saw it, he was stunned.

He saw Wang Yansheng kneeling on the ground in pain, his whole body was weak, and the sword that attracted the strange vision and seemed to have stepped into the realm of the treasure was dim and emitting a sad sword chant.

This scene... How could it be completely different from what they expected? !

"Failed? Wang Yansheng failed to break through the tenth realm? And that sword... Could it be that it has not been cast into a treasure?"

Many powerful people were in ups and downs. They were not happy, but felt a sense of loss.

Because this meant that Wang Yansheng did not break the barrier. In this era of exhaustion of cultivation, he went against the current and stepped into the tenth realm. The treasure sword was also not born.

Everything was just a dream, an illusion!

Of course, there were also powerful people who felt something was wrong. Their eyes were like iron, and the strong wind of the Yuanshen wanted to descend on the Jianchi Palace to see the real situation.

However, Lu Yishan made a move.

"Get out!"

He shouted angrily, his emotions revealed, as if the star curtain of the star map was torn, which made him shocked and angry!

Boom!

!

Stars stretched across the sky and earth, falling like a curtain, and a terrifying strangling aura burst out.

The star array rises again!

The strong men who broke through the star curtain were shocked. They did not bother to spy on Wang Yansheng's situation and chose to retreat from the star curtain.

The star curtain circulated, blocking the situation in Jinguan City again.

Lu Yishan's face was calm and indifferent. If these people thought that Wang Yansheng failed to break through, then it was just right. Master Wang's tenth realm cultivation could be used to suppress them and achieve an unexpected outbreak.

Of course, the question now is whether the sword that exists in the void will really cut off the Zhijian Changhe. Zhijian Changhe is closely related to Wang Yansheng and is the foundation of the Bingzhu Sutra. If the Changhe is cut, Wang Yansheng's cultivation will decline, or even die.

Lu Yishan thought about it, and then he flicked his fingers. A scroll of stars in front of him unfolded. It was the treasured Stargazing Map. He moved the stars one by one and smashed them towards the sword that appeared in the depths of space, wanting to help Wang Yansheng block the chains and relieve the pressure.

Anle also moved his mind, and the two Mountain River Cauldrons smashed out, suppressing many sword energy chains!

The Mountain River Cauldron and the Stargazing Map are both third-level treasures, belonging to the top treasures. The sword energy cast by the extremely arrogant sword cut through the layers of space and weakened it a lot. The Mountain River Cauldron and the Stargazing Map really blocked a lot of sword energy chains.

Wang Yansheng felt that the pressure on his body was greatly reduced.

However, it was not over yet. Perhaps it was the combination of the Mountain River Cauldron and the Stargazing Map that angered the sword suspended in the depths of the void.

The sword vibrated, and countless sword shadows burst out. The next moment, it seemed to be held by someone and gently swung down.

Boom!

!

A sword light vented like the Milky Way, and the space was flattened, and it descended in an instant!

The sword light contained sword intent, extremely sharp, as if everything in the world could be cut off!

The star map trembled, and finally, when Lu Yishan's eyes shrank slightly, he no longer resisted, as if he was afraid, and as if he was afraid.

Anle stared, the two mountain and river tripods intertwined to form a strange image of mountains and rivers. The sword light slashed down, as if the mountains and rivers were broken, and all were annihilated under one sword. This sword... was irresistible!

This was a battle between magic weapons!

The mountain and river tripod trembled, constantly making a roar, and later, it was also somewhat unable to block the sword light. The two mountain and river tripods were suppressed and suspended back to Anle's body.

Anle's hair was flying, and the void armor on his body flashed with brilliance, bringing a burst of brilliant silver light, and collided with the sword light.

However, the sword light, which seemed to have been weakened countless times, cut off all the silver light bursting out from the void armor, and even seemed to be angry. The sword light actually slashed directly towards Anle, who was wearing the void armor.

Anle's blood and qi gushed out, and his body, which had reached the eighth level of perfection, was fully mobilized at this moment.

However, when the sword light approached, the [Emperor] Dao Fruit trembled slightly in the Dao Fruit space.

It disappeared directly, and appeared again above Anle's head.

The [Emperor] Dao Fruit shone brightly, spreading waves of mysterious fluctuations, which were a bit like the fluctuations of the emperor!

Under this fluctuation, the sword light gradually became calm, losing its sharpness, and passed through Anle's body like a breeze!

The sword light was swallowed by the [Emperor] Dao Fruit and disappeared bit by bit.

A shocking crisis disappeared without a trace at this moment.

After blocking a ray of sword light, the [Emperor] Dao Fruit could no longer maintain its descent into the world and returned to the Dao Fruit space. There was a faint sword light struggling in it, and the sword light was so long that it actually turned into the appearance of the sword in the depths of the void, as if a trace of the immortal spirit of the sword had been captured.

An Le gasped for air. The sword light brought him too much pressure. It was not the pressure from the strong, but the kind of... the hair standing on end when the weapon was pointed at him.

It was like a mortal facing the black muzzle of a gun.

He had a feeling that even if his body was sublimated to the extreme, he would be bleed or even cut in half if he was hit by the sword light!

The only thing that could stop this sword seemed to be the [Emperor] Dao Fruit. Unfortunately, the [Emperor] Dao Fruit had not undergone any transformation, so blocking a sword light was already the limit.

An Le exhaled a foul breath and looked at the deep space. The pressure became more and more terrible, as if it penetrated through layers of space and descended. No wonder Wang Yansheng, who was in the tenth realm, couldn't help but kneel down. He felt that he couldn't resist. This pressure... was really terrible!

This was the pressure brought by the top-level weapon, the weapon that surpassed the treasure? !

What level of weapon was that?

Anle also had many doubts and thoughts in his heart.

A weapon above the supreme treasure... what level is it? !

At this moment, Anle had no time to think about these things, because the sword seemed to be enraged because the Emperor Dao Fruit captured a trace of true spirit, and the sword shadows overlapped and intertwined, as if it was out of control!

The world gave birth to the sword chant. At this moment, even those who could not see this peerless sword heard a terrifying sword chant that was enough to tear their eardrums and bleed!

At this moment, the target of the sword energy was only Anle, and even Wang Yansheng and the Supreme Sword Changhe that caused the rule shackles were ignored.

Anle was tense all over, his heart was heavy, and two mountain and river tripods were moved by him.

[Emperor] Dao Fruit can no longer be used. I don’t know if [Shen Sword Body] can resist this sword energy. Dao Fruit... Anle still has a lot.

Wang Yansheng's face slightly changed after the pressure was greatly reduced. He did not expect that the situation would turn out like this. It seemed that Anle had taken on his disaster for him. This was definitely not what he wanted.

"Anle, retreat!"

Wang Yansheng gritted his teeth and raised his hand. The long river of swords shot out and was held in his hand. The aura of the Ten Realms spread out like a vast ocean, and the sword energy swept around him like a hurricane.

How could he let Anle, who was extremely talented and had an infinite future, be cut off by a sword that appeared inexplicably because of him? !

Lu Yishan's eyes also flashed coldly. He sat upright in a wheelchair and moved sideways directly. The star map was spread out in his palm again, and the stars were endless.

Since he chose to assist Anle, Lu Yishan naturally did not want to see Anle's life in danger.

Anle also looked tense, and the three of them tried their best.

However, to their surprise, the sword was not cut down after all, because a big hand suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and the hand passed across, and the space around the sword was directly smashed.

The sword light burst out, colliding with the hand, and the invisible and mysterious wave spread.

It seemed that many things in the void were annihilated and disappeared forever.

The hanging chains broke one after another, and the sword deep in the space could only tremble constantly, as if flowing with unwillingness.

Anle raised his head, his eyes were bright, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Saint Master..."

The big stone in Lu Yishan and Wang Yansheng's hearts also fell to the ground, and both of them whispered happily and said a name.

There is no doubt that the one who blocked the power of this sword... is the mysterious and powerful Saint Master!

The space was broken and disappeared, and the sword disappeared without a trace.

The sword energy shackles that suppressed and entangled the sword river also dissipated one after another, no longer binding and suppressing the long river of energy.

After so many years in the world, the first supreme sword was finally born!

The atmosphere that seemed like the end of the world was swept away in Jinguan City, and the depression that suppressed everyone's hearts disappeared invisibly.

And many people could not perceive the confrontation in the depths of space, or even peek at it.

Outside Jinguan City, strong men stood in the air, their faces were hazy, but their expressions were full of mutual gazes.

Did Wang Yansheng really fail to break through?

The supreme sword was not born?

According to what they saw, it was indeed the case...

Some people regretted, some were secretly happy, and some sneered, as if Wang Yansheng's failure had been expected.

The strong men who came to watch the ceremony all planned to leave. After all, Wang Yansheng failed to break through, so there was nothing to watch.

...

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The breeze was blowing by the Jianchi Lake.

The pressure that lingered around the world disappeared without a trace, and peace was restored.

Anle stood beside the sword bell in white clothes, his eyes still gleaming with light, wondering what the sword was.

Wang Yansheng came slowly with the sword river on his back, the meaning of the great way intertwined around him, and the spirit of the ten realms was undoubtedly displayed. Perhaps because of the change of cultivation method, his flesh and blood were layered, his hair was black, and his body was sturdy. He came with extraordinary demeanor.

"It's over."

"It was really full of twists and turns, but it finally succeeded."

Wang Yansheng exhaled like a dragon, looking at Anle, and couldn't help but speak, with a tone of gratitude.

He knew very well that if it weren't for Anle's help, he would have no chance to achieve transformation, let alone cast the sword river.

Whether it was the integration of military tactics, or the help in casting weapons later, or the final resistance to the pressure of the mysterious sword...

It was because of Anle that he was able to escape danger.

Wang Yansheng clasped his fists and bowed deeply to Anle. Although he was already in the tenth realm, Wang Yansheng still performed this great salute solemnly in front of Anle.

An Le smiled and waved his hands: "It's all because of your luck. When you have luck, you can break through the realm naturally..."

Lu Yishan's face was gentle: "Young Master is right. It's because you have luck. Cultivation is a matter of luck. You can break through the ten realms and forge the ultimate sword. It means that you have a good luck and are a blessed person."

Wang Yansheng's black hair was flying vigorously. He was about ten years younger. He laughed happily.

Su Muzhe, Wan Jieliu, Li Qingchuan and others saw that the three people had recovered and seemed to no longer encounter a big disaster, so they all sat cross-legged and continued to sort out opportunities.

The other disciples of Jianchi Palace did the same, closing their eyes to continue to stabilize and adjust their own cultivation.

Wang Yansheng broke through the realm and forged the long river of the ultimate sword. The hammering sound of the sword was a baptism of their flesh and tempered their souls.

Under such a rare opportunity, all the disciples of Jianchi Palace can be said to have achieved improvement and made a significant breakthrough in their cultivation!

This time, it can be said that the whole Jianchi Palace has improved, and this improvement is very obvious and inspiring!

Su Muzhe broke through to the perfection of the ninth realm, Wanjieliu stepped into the late ninth realm, the city lord Yu Jie also stepped into the perfection of the ninth realm, Li Qingchuan also reached the middle ninth realm, and Lin Siye officially stepped into the ninth realm...

Everyone has made a breakthrough in the physical level.

At the level of top powerhouses, Jianchi Palace is no weaker than any force.

Needless to say, the sword saint Peimin, who is already an old-fashioned land sword fairy, now has Wang Yansheng, and holds an extremely rare and precious sword, so his combat power must be very strong.

On the other hand, Lu Yishan is now also a member of Jianchi Palace, and Anle's own combat power is extremely strong. After all, he has just completed the task of turning the tide and can kill the perfection of the ninth realm!

Such a lineup is really terrible!

Lu Yishan's face was full of smiles, and he was very satisfied with the current Jianchi Palace.

His eyes were shining, and he sat in a wheelchair, tapping his fingers lightly, looking at Jinguan City and outside the light curtain.

He seemed to be able to see the backs of the powerful people in the ninth realm outside the light curtain, who turned around and left after confirming that Wang Yansheng had failed to break through the tenth realm.

This made the smile on Lu Yishan's lips even more intense.

"What are you laughing at, senior?" Anle looked puzzled.

Lu Yishan tapped his fingers and said, "I opened the light curtain earlier, allowing many people to see the scene of Lao Wang being suppressed by the mysterious sword. They might think that Lao Wang failed to break through..."

"When this news spreads, I think many forces should be tempted and will seize this opportunity to attack Jianchi Palace..."

The smile on Lu Yishan's lips became more and more intense: "When those forces with ill intentions towards Jianchi Palace gather a group of strong men and want to destroy Jianchi Palace, they will see Lao Wang who has stepped into the Tenth Realm...their expressions will definitely be very exciting, and with the overall strength of Jianchi Palace now, those people...I am afraid they will never come back."

"Sending oneself to death...is the most pleasing to the eye."

An Le heard this and immediately understood Lu Yishan's plan. His mouth twitched slightly. Those who play tactics...are really dirty.

However, An Le also knew that those who could test Jianchi Palace at this critical juncture and attack Jianchi Palace when Wang Yansheng failed to break through and his cultivation was weak were definitely not friendly people.

Since we can trick the other party, it would be the best.

"Just wait quietly. I hope... Dali will have a strong man to take action. In that case, killing the strong man will cause the greatest loss to Dali, and it will make it easier for us to break through Dali."

Lu Yishan said.

His face was a little solemn: "The mysterious sword that exists in the depths of space makes me feel a little uneasy. The changes in this world... may exceed my original expectations."

There was a little worry on Lu Yishan's face, but his worry was not unreasonable.

The appearance of the mysterious sword exceeded his original understanding of the strong in the world and raised his understanding of the strong.

"Of course, that sword is not friendly to the human world. A sword exists, suppressing the human world for a long time and not being able to produce the ultimate sword... I expect that the sword should be related to the heaven. Maybe it is a sword that a powerful immortal in the heaven has surpassed the ultimate treasure."

This is Lu Yishan's guess, but Anle thinks it is very likely.

"I will recover a little, and when those who take advantage of the situation come, I will let them... come but never return."

After Lu Yishan finished speaking, he sat in a wheelchair, quietly stood by the lake, bathed in the breeze, and slowly closed his eyes.

On his body, there were fluctuations of mind and soul, and the endless stars intertwined and flowed.

Wang Yansheng also sat on the ground and began to sort out his harvest and comprehend the cultivation of the ten realms. He knew very well that the next battle would definitely require him, the tenth realm, to decide the outcome!

Anle also wanted to sort out his harvest, but as soon as he sat down, his face changed slightly, and a call came from the seventh mountain.

After Anle said goodbye to everyone, he took a step forward, and the space seals intertwined around him, leaving the space transfer seal, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the Jianchi Palace, heading towards the seventh mountain.

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When Anle left Jinguan City, some strong men who stayed outside all felt it, and a stream of mind power swept over and fell on Anle.

Anle thought of Lu Yishan's arrangement, and his mind moved. The Void Armor covered his whole body, concealing his aura but not completely, and even revealing the exhaustion of his own aura.

The mask covering his face had not fallen, and a gloomy and grief-stricken face appeared in the perception of the strong men.

"Get out!"

An Le stood in the air, the Overlord Halberd fell into his hand, and the strong blood and qi surged like a wave in the river and sea. He looked around and shouted at the prying minds.

In this shout, he even used the Five Killings of Music, and the sound waves were like waves, and the mental power of many strong men was directly shattered and exploded.

Although An Le's current soul refining is only in the late eighth realm, the heart sword has undergone different transformations because it has carried the real river of time, and has been stained with the power of time, and its power has been greatly improved.

Under this shout, many strong men in the ninth realm changed their colors, and some weak practitioners in the early and middle stages of the ninth realm even sprayed their souls with their souls and blood, and fell directly from the sky.

An Le's eyes were cold, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

After being shocked, the strong men around Jinguan City were filled with thoughts and their eyes were full of brilliance.

"Anxious! Anle is anxious!"

"It seems that Wang Yansheng has failed to break through, otherwise Anle would not be so cold and angry!"

"Hahaha! Interesting, the more angry he is, the more he wants to cover up his crime. He wants to use his anger to shock us... He thinks too well! His acting is really too poor!"

Ideas emerged in the minds of the strong men, and many of them who were shrouded in the mist of blood and qi even revealed cold murderous intent, thinking that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Under the intimidation of Anle, these people did not choose to fight Anle head-on. After all, Anle's record of killing the King of Jiangling, who was perfect in the ninth realm, had already spread. Such a ruthless monster, they would definitely not get any good results if they confronted him head-on.

So they chose to retreat, but murderous intent emerged in their hearts.

Jianchi Palace itself is at the bottom of many forces. Originally, Wang Yansheng, the world's number one swordsmith who has reached the ninth level, was in charge, which was quite intimidating.

But now Wang Yansheng failed to break through the tenth level, and he must have suffered a backlash. The damage of the Nirvana Fire Tribulation must not be underestimated. It is very likely that Wang Yansheng is already on the verge of death.

This juncture is the best time to attack Jinguan City. Don't give Jinguan City and Anle time to breathe!

Anle was suspended in the air, holding the Overlord Halberd, his blood surging, his mind formed a rhythm of five kills, and exploded around, but no one collided with him. He was full of sorrow and wanted to fight. In the eyes of many strong men, Anle was so sad and isolated at this moment.

Anle took a deep breath, his black hair was vigorous, and his figure rushed out. No one stopped him, because the direction he was rushing was the seventh mountain of the Holy Mountain from Lin'an.

In Jinguan City, the star curtain remained, covering the entire city.

Yu Jie and Yang Kang, the aide to King Jiangling who had just surrendered, stood on the top of the city wall. They looked at An Le's departing back, and couldn't help but show a look of knowing whether to laugh or cry on their faces.

"It's a pity that Master An doesn't go to the stage to act."

City Lord Yu Jie said with a smile.

Yang Kang's eyes flickered and shone. He was naturally not stupid to be King Jiangling's aide, and he also saw some tricks at this moment.

An Le's acting must be for those strong men who were guarding outside Jinguan City. These strong men had ill intentions towards Jinguan City.

And those strong men in the city knew that Master Wang Yansheng had completed the breakthrough of the ten realms and even forged a supreme sword, which was unique in the world!

Acting like this now... This is to trick people.

"The Dali State Master who once set up a formation to kill tens of thousands of Yuanmeng cavalry and a prince of the Yuanmeng Empire is indeed... very insidious."

Yang Kang murmured.

City Lord Yu Jie was eager to try, and was looking forward to it.

Jianchi Lakeside.

Lu Yishan slowly opened his eyes, and there were stars in his eyes. He had been paying attention to Anle who left Jinguan City.

Anle's safety is now his first concern. After all, he chose to assist Anle, and Anle must not die.

The general trend is in Anle, and even if there are more ten realms, Anle's safety cannot be exchanged.

Seeing Anle's superb acting skills, many strong men were worried. Lu Yishan couldn't help but smile lightly, and then slowly closed his eyes, and continued to sort out the harvest and refine the star map.

Prepare for the next shocking killing that is about to break out.

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The seventh mountain, Anle returns.

With a thought, he came to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the cliffs are still there, the welcoming pines are swaying, and the smoke is lingering, as if there is a sea of ​​clouds surging, and the pine trees grow in the sea of ​​clouds, and the rosy clouds are shining, which is a different kind of beauty.

The treasure tree on Anle's shoulder swayed and chattered non-stop.

"Brother Le, this is the Holy Mountain, a good place, gathering great luck. Do you want me, the tree master, to be transplanted here? Be a diligent mountain-guarding tree!"

The treasure tree said excitedly.

Anle's white clothes were whiter than snow, and his black hair was flying. He responded calmly: "The owner of the Holy Mountain can choose the mountain guard."

The treasure tree felt regretful, but full of energy, and continued to beg: "How can people compare with the tree master? The loyalty of the tree master is not comparable to that of ordinary mountain guards!"

Anle was too lazy to pay attention to this treasure tree. It was not that he didn't want the treasure tree to take root in the seventh mountain, but the combat power of the treasure tree was not weak, equivalent to a perfect ninth realm. If it was thrown in the seventh mountain, it would be a bit of a waste.

"No hurry, why are you so anxious to get away from me? Do you want to stay in the seventh mountain?"

Anle asked.

The branches of the treasure tree were tense and the leaves were trembling. It felt that Brother Le asked a fatal question!

"Brother Le is joking. Xiaoshu will always be your most loyal follower! Follow Brother Le to kill through the world and recover the Middle Earth!" Baoshu hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

During this period of time, Baoshu has also gained a lot from staying with Anle. He just thinks that the Holy Mountain is a good place where there is no need to fight and kill. He is just a tree and just wants to enjoy the sunshine comfortably. What bad thoughts can he have?

Anle smiled and ignored Baoshu. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked up.

The reason why he returned to the Seventh Mountain was because he was called by someone.

A beam of light was projected down and slowly intertwined on the top of the mountain to form a ray of light. A deep and unfathomable breath diffused from the light and shadow.

Even if it is just a light and shadow clone, it is so powerful that it is difficult to guess. This is the Holy Master!

"Student Anle, meet the Holy Master."

Standing on the top of the mountain, bathing in the breeze, Anle clasped his fists and bowed, performing the disciple etiquette.

The Saint Master smiled gently and nodded slightly: "Old Seven, you have made great progress and have reached the Double Eight Realm. You really got a lot of benefits in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

"I can't let down my teacher's reputation. After all, I am the master of the Seventh Mountain."

An Le smiled gently.

"Good boy, you are good at talking and sweet-mouthed. Well, let's not talk too much. I don't have much time to return to the human world. This time, the light and shadow of will are mainly because of the sword that shattered the space before."

The Saint Master said.

An Le's eyes lit up when he heard this, and said: "That sword... what kind of sword is it? How can you suppress the appearance of the most precious sword in the human world?"

What Lu Yishan didn't know, the Saint Master must know. He has lived for too long and is a living history book.

"That sword... cut through the sword path, and was forged with the sword path. It is a truly supreme sword. Do you know what the grade above the supreme treasure is?"

"Above the supreme treasure is the holy weapon, and that sword has surpassed the grade of the holy weapon and is at the level of the ancestral weapon. It is one of the top swords in the three realms of heaven, the human world, and the netherworld."

The Saint Master said slowly, telling Anle the secret.

Anle's eyes condensed when he heard it. Supreme treasure... holy weapon, ancestral weapon? !

This is really a secret that Anle has never known.

He has never heard of the holy weapon, let alone the ancestral weapon above the holy weapon...Today he really learned a lot.

However, he still grasped the key point: "Teacher...you said that this sword is one of the top swords in the Three Realms? Does that mean there is another peerless sword that can compete with it?"

"The Heaven, the Human World and the Netherworld all have a peerless sword, which is transformed by the sword of the Three Realms. The sword you saw suppressed the swords of the Human World and the Netherworld, making it impossible for the Human World and the Netherworld to give birth to the most precious swords. It is due to the rules. With my power, it is not enough to change this rule."

"However, now this rule has been broken."

The Saint Master's words suddenly became serious: "It was broken by you. Although I don't know how you did it...but the rule of that sword is missing a corner, so Wang Yansheng's Changhe can come out, otherwise...the rule of the Heaven Sword falls with all its strength, even if I am, it is difficult to stop it."

An Le's face suddenly became strange, this...

My heart was slightly shaken, and I immediately thought of the immortal spirit of the peerless sword absorbed by the [Emperor] Dao Fruit?

That is really...an unexpected surprise.

Anle was silent. He had not told the Emperor about the Dao Fruit. He just didn't say anything, but he acquiesced to the Saint Master's statement.

The Saint Master smiled, and his eyes seemed to look at Anle deeply: "Today I specifically tell you about this matter, mainly because cause and effect are predestined. You intercepted a wisp of the true spirit of the sword, so that the sword hidden in the void may be exposed again... The three realms will be crazy because of this, and perhaps... it will cause some things to happen faster."

"The human world will soon undergo a great change, and you who have mastered the true spirit of the ancestral sword... may be targeted by an extremely powerful existence in the heavens when the great change is completed."

"Because the ancestral sword... is too important."

Anle: "..."

To be able to make the Saint Master think that it is an extremely powerful existence, it is obviously... absolutely outrageous.

Anle thought, if he let the Emperor Dao Fruit spit out the wisp of the sword spirit now, would it be too late?

Of course, Anle was just thinking about it, but at this moment... he really felt a sense of urgency.

"So, you have to find a way to make the fortunes of the world unite before the great changes come, and use the fortunes of the entire world to protect yourself. This is a way out. Coincidentally, you have chosen to participate in the disputes in the world, and created the art of war, integrating the mountains and rivers into yourself. You still have a chance to get out of this way, although it is not easy."

The Saint Master smiled. Among so many masters of the Holy Mountain, Anle gave him the most amazing feeling, and the future was the most unlimited.

The Saint Master even had the idea of ​​giving Anle the qualification to step into the Holy Realm in advance.

However, it is too early now, at least until Anle really has the power to kill the Ten Realms...

Anle naturally didn't know what the Saint Master was thinking, and he naturally felt great pressure and urgency.

However, only with pressure can there be motivation, which can push him more and step by step towards a stronger path.

Anle's eyes flickered, and he was not afraid of challenges.

The Saint Master looked at Anle with a bright and brilliant look, and his heart was quite satisfied.

"The world is about to undergo a great change, and I will also have to deal with some things. I may no longer be able to perceive the situation in the human world, and sometimes I may not even be able to wipe your butt in time, so Old Seven, please be steady. Besides..."

The body of light and shadow raised his hand, and countless lights and shadows gathered in the palm of his hand to form a token. On the token, it was the color of white jade, with an ancient word "holy" engraved on it.

"You keep this token as a certificate to enter the Holy Realm. When you have the strength and qualifications to activate this token, you can enter the Holy Realm..."

"If you can enter the Holy Realm, you and I will see each other again. At that time... you will be able to know all the secrets of the human world."

The token flew over and landed in Anle's hand. Anle took the token and held it cold, but the light and shadow of the Saint Master had turned into dense spots of light and dissipated.

"By the way, Lao Qi, I'll remind you one more thing..."

"Ying Qin took the immortal king's origin and transformed into the body of a drought demon. This matter cannot be hidden. Even if the tomb is sealed, God can still know. God will never allow Ying Qin to resurrect from death and transform into a stronger mythical creature. Maybe

, now there are strong men on their way, you have to be prepared..."

The Holy Master's words gradually became ethereal, and in the end, they were completely inaudible.

At the top of the Seventh Mountain, calm was restored.

Anle stood there, holding the Holy Realm Token in his palm. The token turned into a stream of light and entered his Dantian, floating quietly without any fluctuations.

After sensing a little fluctuation, there was no reaction, so Anle stopped exploring.

With my mind back, I stood peacefully on the top of the mountain, looking at the hazy mountain fog and rolling clouds halfway up the mountain, with a solemn look in my eyes.

The precious tree on my shoulder was trembling, and its leaves did not dare to move at all. After all, I was facing the legendary Holy Master!

And Anle's body's energy and blood surged, and his face was extremely solemn.

The words of the Holy Master made him feel tremendous pressure, but he also understood the point and meaning of the Holy Master's words.

The Holy Master ordered him to be happy...

You must do this to restore the mountains and rivers and unite the world!

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