Chapter 270: The Saint Master Has Already Made a Plan, and the Young Man Is so Proud that He Claims to Be at the Top of the Immortal Monument

The Netherworld Blood Pool was timid, which was indeed magical, and was not discovered by Anle.

The main reason was that Anle did not expect that the blood pool could shrink to the size of a mustard seed, and was hidden in the blood and bone fragments that Gu Baijing had crushed into slag powder.

Of course, if Anle carefully investigated, he could still find out the trick, but because he did not think about it in this way, he naturally missed it.

But the main reason was that the blood pool did not move at all, as if it was scared out of its wits.

If the blood pool had consciousness, it would definitely curse and swear, and it was really depressed.

Every time the Netherworld Blood Pool chose the Son of the Netherworld, it would be killed by Anle. This guy... simply has a grudge against the Netherworld.

Originally, the Netherworld Blood Pool did not want the Son of the Netherworld to be too powerful, because then the Netherworld would be restricted by the other party in the future. The main task of the Son of the Netherworld was just to let the Netherworld descend to the human world.

But as the selected Sons of the Netherworld died one by one, the Netherworld Blood Pool... did not have so many choices.

After a long time, it rained.

The dark clouds covered the earth, and the heavy rain poured down, washing the world with a roar, trying to wash away all the filth.

The ground that had turned into ruins was also washed by the rain, and the accumulated water gathered into a small river.

The shattered bones of Gu Baijing were also submerged by the water and washed away in all directions.

Suddenly, the small river where the accumulated water gathered suddenly showed a touch of blood.

The blood color became more and more, and gradually, it turned into a swirling blood pool.

In the blood pool, a face slowly appeared.

That face was none other than Gu Baijing, who had been killed by Anle.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a whimpering sound, as if a strong man was whimpering and roaring...

Gu Baijing's residual soul gathered from between heaven and earth, and gradually condensed into a soul figure that was extremely vague.

"Are you willing?"

"The country was destroyed, the son was killed, and I was also crushed to pieces. Are you willing?!"

The voice was extremely low, resounding between heaven and earth, like a vengeful ghost roaring.

Gu Baijing's soul condensed into a shape, and it seemed to slowly have a clear consciousness: "Not willing... I am naturally unwilling!"

Gu Baijing roared and roared.

Suddenly, the blood pool began to wriggle constantly.

Pure blood-colored energy overflowed from the blood pool and condensed into a figure completely shaped by the blood pool above the blood pool.

As soon as the figure took shape, it opened its mouth, and Gu Baijing's soul was swallowed directly.

Gradually, the blood-colored figure turned into a human appearance, with black and white hair and a burly body. It was none other than Gu Baijing.

Almost exactly the same as Gu Baijing before.

However, although the appearance is the same, the temperament is very different.

His eyes were scarlet, and his aura was rising steadily, extremely powerful and terrifying, and it was still growing...

He launched an attack towards the eleventh realm, and there was a tendency to break through the eleventh realm.

The blood-colored Gu Baijing sat cross-legged in the void.

The blood pool under him had completely dried up, which meant that from today on, there would be no more blood pools in the world. The energy in the blood pool was completely extracted and reshaped Gu Baijing's body.

After a long time, the figure stood up, stretched his body in the air, and made a comfortable sound.

"The human world... I haven't been here for a long time."

"The air is still so fresh, much more comfortable than the stinking Netherworld."

"This is the last chance, don't look for the Son of the Netherworld anymore..."

"Imitate the Great Zhao Dynasty and open the land of ascension... The Netherworld should also descend!"

Cold eyes surged in the blood-colored eyes of Gu Baijing. At this moment, his consciousness was no longer Gu Baijing, but he descended to the human world with Gu Baijing's soul as the medium.

The sons of the Netherworld died one after another, making this strong man from the Netherworld doubt whether there was any curse on the identity of the son of the Netherworld. He would rather believe it, so he came.

No longer choose any son of the Netherworld, descend yourself, just to complete the feat of the Netherworld descending to the human world.

Even if it costs the plan to dry up the blood pool for this, it is worth it.

"Anle..."

A solemn look appeared in the blood-colored eyes of Gu Baijing.

This boy is really powerful, and I can't afford to provoke him, not for the time being.

When the Netherworld descends, and the powerful men like the Netherworld Lord can all appear in the world, then it will be easy to deal with Anle.

"If you want the Netherworld to descend, you have to create a bloody land."

"You can't create a bloody land on land, or Anle will find it... The best way is to go to a place far away from the land, where Anle can't sense it."

The bloody Gu Baijing's eyes flickered, and then his body broke open and rushed towards the extreme south.

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Killed Gu Baijing.

Anle returned to the Seventh Mountain, and the mountain breeze blew slightly, which was quite refreshing.

Landing in the small courtyard in the mountains, the courtyard was as quiet as ever, dust-free, with the treasure tree and the old locust tree guarding the house, and not even a fallen leaf had floated.

Sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, because he had not gone to Jinguan City to get wine, he had no wine to drink at the moment.

Anle was too lazy to go to Jinguan City for the time being, he had things to do first.

The white clothes fluttered, and the hem of the clothes swayed gently in the breeze.

Anle took off the bamboo sword Qingshan from his waist and placed it across his eyes. The surface of this tattered bamboo sword was yellow and there were even many bamboo spots.

It looks ordinary, but Anle can be sure that in Lin'an City, he exhausted all the power of the real time avenue, used a sword, and carried it with the bamboo sword. This broken bamboo sword not only withstood it, but also underwent an inexplicable transformation.

At that time, Anle noticed it, but he never had time to study it in depth.

After the breakthrough of cultivation was completed and Gu Baijing was killed, Anle had the mind to study it.

Gently stroking the sword body, he could feel a chill, and there were strands of sword intent permeating from the bamboo sword.

"The bamboo sword can achieve transformation. After the transformation, the bamboo sword... The power it cuts is more terrifying and can show a more extreme sharpness."

Anle stared.

Unfortunately, the power of the real time avenue accumulated in his Daoyin Daoguo at this moment is not too much.

Therefore, it is impossible to reproduce the scene of swinging the sword to cut the thunder at that moment.

However, one thing that can be confirmed is that the bamboo sword Qingshan is definitely extraordinary, and even has a terrifying origin.

The power of carrying the real time avenue has changed.

Perhaps the first emperor Ying Qin, Zhao Huangting and other people who held the bamboo sword Qingshan in the past dynasties have never felt the specialness of the bamboo sword Qingshan, and have not touched the changes at this level.

"The sword of the human world? The Saint Master once said that the ancestral sword of heaven suppresses the swords of the human world and the netherworld, so that the most precious swords cannot appear in the human world and the netherworld."

"Maybe, the ancestral sword... can be recognized a little?"

Anle's eyes flickered.

With a move of his mind, he appeared directly in the Daoguo space.

Today's Daoguo space has undergone a significant transformation, and the Daoguo as a whole has achieved an improvement in quality, which has enhanced Anle's overall strength.

The air of time is hazy, and the sword spirit of the ancestral sword is wandering freely in it, like an unrestrained fish.

As soon as Anle appeared, the sword spirit of the ancestral sword sensed it, but it was still wandering leisurely and leisurely.

Anle thought about it, raised his hand, and the air of time transformed into the appearance of Bamboo Sword Qingshan, and asked: "Senior, have you seen this bamboo sword?"

The Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit seemed to sense and take a look, and then left bored.

It seemed to say, isn't this just a broken bamboo sword? What's so good about it?

In front of the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit, what sword dares to be called a sword?

Although the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit has never spoken, the perception power that spreads in the dark can clearly express his meaning.

Anle can also understand the emotions and intentions of the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit through the perception power of this sword.

Can't the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit recognize it?

Anle couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

The extraordinaryness of Bamboo Sword Qingshan is certain. I thought that the existence of the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit could create a connection between swords and express the difference of the Ancestral Sword Qingshan.

However, it was nothing. When the power of the real time avenue was accumulated enough, it would surely stimulate the unique state of Bamboo Sword Qingshan again.

With the improvement of his own cultivation and the improvement of the Dao fruit ability, Anle found that the transformation of the power of the real time avenue was getting faster and faster.

Anle left the Dao fruit space.

After Anle left, the ancestral sword spirit, which was originally swaying leisurely, seemed to pause for a moment...

As if thinking about the sword that Anle showed it... why it was a little familiar.

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Consciousness left the Dao fruit space, and Anle returned to the courtyard.

Stretching, Anle did not stay in the courtyard for long. He had just broken through in his cultivation, so he could relax.

The old locust tree and the treasure tree were still digesting the original pure air given by Anle. Without joking with the treasure tree, Anle took a step and left directly.

When he appeared again, he was already in Jinguan City hundreds of miles away.

It was drizzling, and the sky of Jinguan City would occasionally drizzle with silk-like drizzles.

Came to the familiar alley tavern.

Pushing the door open, the copper bell hanging at the door was pushed open by the door panel, making a tinkling sound.

Anle entered the tavern, found a seat by the window, ordered two pots of old yellow wine and a stack of braised beef, and drank by himself.

His current cultivation level has long been able to achieve fasting, and the food he eats will not bring him any impact or provide any energy.

However, Anle's goal is to taste the wine and food.

Anle did not hide his own breath, but the old swordsman, Wang Yansheng and others did not come to find Anle.

First, they knew that Anle came to Jinguan City mostly for drinking, and second, because they all got the original pure air sent by Anle, and were working hard to refine the original pure air to improve their own strength, preparing for the upcoming war against Zhao.

They can't be as leisurely as Anle.

The appearance of the immortal land is a huge shock to every cultivator in the world. They know very well that once the immortals from heaven can achieve immortality in the world, the future will be too dark for the cultivators in the world.

Anle understands them very well. Drinking alone is also a different kind of flavor.

The graceful proprietress is also very tactful and has never disturbed Anle.

Anle enjoys such a leisurely time. When drinking, the energy in his body is subtly changing. It is the consolidation of the realm after the breakthrough of cultivation.

The rain outside the window is drizzling down, making the bluestone in the alley stained with a moist green color, and the air is also filled with the fragrance of flowers peeking out from the wall.

After drinking, Anle paid the silver and ordered two more pots of wine.

With a smile on her face, the female shopkeeper personally poured wine for An Le. After finishing two pots of old yellow rice wine, she personally sent An Le out of the courtyard.

An Le smiled and waved her hands, her white clothes graceful, and her figure that seemed to be glowing gradually disappeared into the hazy rain curtain.

"Everyone An, he is so handsome that he doesn't look like a human being."

The female shopkeeper murmured, wiping her lips. Under the curious gaze of the bartender, she put her hands on her hips and glared angrily: "Why don't you go and serve the guests drinks? Take a look at the hammer. Have you ever seen a nympho?! Look at the buttons again. Your wages!”

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An Le was carrying a wine flask, wearing a bamboo sword on his waist, and was dressed elegantly in white. He was walking in the rain, not in a hurry to return to the Seventh Mountain.

Walking into Jianchi Palace, the disciples of Jianchi Palace guarding the gate naturally would not stop An Le, and there was even fanaticism in their eyes.

Anle smiled, greeted them, and after absorbing the energy of time, he strolled leisurely in the rain to the bank of Jianchi Lake.

The rain on the lakeside is like green threads, falling in circles in the lake.

The sword bell fell quietly on the stone platform.

An Le walked to the sword bell. He looked at the sword bell, which also meant a sword tomb, with a bit of emotion in his eyes. He touched it gently, and the sword bell made a dull sound like a bell.

The bottom of Jianchi Lake.

The three ten realms who were bathing in the sword spirit and practicing subconsciously opened their eyes.

The three old sword masters Pei Min, Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe were refining the original pure energy. They couldn't help but be surprised when they heard the sound of the sword bell.

Seeing that they were happy, the three of them relaxed their minds and continued to immerse themselves in refining the original Qi.

However, they soon opened their eyes again, their hearts shaking slightly.

Because, after the sound of the bell waves rippled, there was a majestic, vast, terrifying sword intent like the bright sun, bursting out from the edge of Jianchi Lake, straight into the sky, and penetrating Niu Dou!

The appearance of this sword intent made the three powerful sword cultivators in the Sword Pond Lake unable to sit still.

"This is... the master's sword intention!"

Wang Banshan was shocked.

Then, he thought of something, and a look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

The old sword masters Pei Min and Su Muzhe also sensed it. The sword intent in the three swordsmen's bodies were trembling uncontrollably, trembling in front of An Le's sword intent.

The sword light tore open the water of the lake, and the three of them stepped out from the bottom of the lake.

Then he saw the young man in white clothes with a bamboo sword and a jug of wine hanging on his waist. He quietly raised his hand and placed it on the sword bell.

The majestic sword intent surged out from the young man's body, and then spread into the sword bell, making the sword bell, which clearly symbolized the sword tomb, seem to have come to life at this moment.

There were countless sword chants, like roaring fireworks, pouring into the sky.

In the entire Jianchi Palace, and even in the entire Jinguan City, everyone's swords were constantly trembling and humming under the continuous flow of these sword intentions.

The Sword Bell was originally a treasure, a treasure made up of numerous swords, and its quality was not low. But now, under the baptism and pull of An Le's sword intent, the Sword Bell seemed to have undergone a vague transformation.

A solid step has been taken in the field of third-level treasures, and there is even an opportunity to transform into a holy weapon.

Because Anle's sword spirit contains the meaning of mountains and rivers, and the sword energy forms a picture scroll, as if it encompasses the entire human world's mountains and rivers, incomparably in line with the origin of heaven and earth.

Therefore, Sword Bell can undergo transformation when imbued with this sword intention.

boom!

When the infinite sword energy converged and returned to the sword bell, the sword bell located by the Jianchi Lake became more earthly and refined, with a vaguely sharp and majestic sword energy brewing, like a storm. The bell is turbulent.

Anle looked at the three sword cultivators coming out of Jianchi Lake.

He said with a smile: "This is my little understanding of kendo, maybe it can give you some inspiration."

Anle surged out his sword intention and integrated it into the sword bell. The purpose was actually very pure and simple, which was to give the practitioners of Jianchi Palace a chance to understand his sword intention and enhance the overall strength of Jianchi Palace.

With the blessing of this sword intention, it will have a great impact on the entire Jianchi Palace, and it can even become a foundation that will be passed down for thousands of years.

Because, with such a sword intention, one can continuously cultivate strong men.

The sword intention in the chest of the old sword master Pei Min surged. When he looked at the sword bell, it seemed that the sword bell chimed in response. His own sword intention and sword energy both transformed at this moment.

The most precious sword in Wang Yansheng's arm roared out, and the sword light fell like spring rain.

In the sword palace in Su Mu's heart, countless swords were clanging and trembling. Vaguely, the first-grade sword that she had refined seemed to be about to undergo a transformation.

If it transforms again, it will become the most precious sword.

However, Su Muzhe also knew that it was too difficult for a first-grade sword to transform into a supreme treasure. Although she felt this way, the possibility of success was extremely low.

Not only these three tenth-level masters in Jianchi Palace, but also many disciples in Jianchi Palace and the swordsmiths all gained enlightenment of sword intent at this moment. Their own sword intent was affected, and they continued to work hard. Was rising.

One by one, the sword cultivators sat cross-legged on the ground and began to comprehend the meaning of the sword.

An Le didn't stay long. He smiled softly, picked up the wine bottle, and left gracefully.

This can be regarded as a gift he left to Jianchi Palace.

As a force that has supported him from the beginning, Jianchi Palace has unswervingly chosen him until now.

An Le Zi should give the proper expression.

I hope that the sword will stay, so that Jianchi Palace can give birth to the origin of the eleventh realm, and give birth to many tenth realms, and become a truly top force in the world.

This is a good fortune belonging to Jianchi Palace.

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When Anle left, Jiansheng Peimin and others did not know. They were immersed in the understanding of the sword, and suddenly seemed to lose the concept of time.

Carrying two pots of wine, Anle returned to the seventh mountain.

On the top of the seventh mountain, the breeze was gentle and the drizzle was hazy.

Anle sat in the courtyard, with a charcoal stove on the table, warming the old yellow wine, making the whole courtyard exude a strong aroma of wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, a token appeared in Anle's hand, which was the holy realm token.

With a move of mind, he entered the holy realm directly.

The white clouds went straight up to the sky, and the mountain top was beyond the white clouds.

The holy realm peak, as always, was ethereal and ethereal, without the hustle and bustle of the world, and more immortal artistic conception.

The last time he ascended to the Holy Realm, he was attacked by a powerful Immortal King in the Heavens. For Anle, it was a big shock.

After all, now he is facing a powerful Immortal King, and basically no power can resist.

However, Anle is quite calm.

The attack of a powerful Immortal King was purely unexpected, even Anle himself was a little surprised, not to mention Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu.

After all, Anle still represents the Holy Master, and the other party will pay a price for attacking with the Immortal King, whether successful or not.

As soon as Anle appeared in the Holy Realm, he was sensed.

In the distance, two figures quickly rushed over. They were none other than Ge Hongtu and Shangguan Qingwan, two eleventh realm masters.

They were ordered by the Holy Master to protect Anle.

Although... in the protection process, their role was almost negligible, but the attitude that should be expressed still had to be expressed.

"Junior brother!"

Ge Hongtu floated down and saw Anle's strong aura, not affected by the Immortal King's attack at all, and couldn't help but exhale.

That was an Immortal King's attack, how terrible and powerful, even the two of them, facing the pressure of the Immortal King level, might leave nightmares.

But Anle looked in excellent condition, and his own spirit seemed to have undergone an unusual transformation.

"Junior brother, have you broken through?"

"Is it the Ten Realms and Two Disasters Realm now?"

Shangguan Qingwan noticed the difference in Anle and asked hurriedly.

Anle smiled and nodded, but just after he nodded, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, because he found that a figure appeared on the Lingfeng Peak at some point.

It was a graceful female figure, with a guqin on her legs, and she looked like a peerless female fairy playing the guqin.

"Third Senior Sister."

Ge Hongtu and Shangguan Qingwan saw the newcomer and bowed hurriedly, with extremely respectful faces.

Anle was startled and looked at the beautiful and cold woman.

"Anle, meet the third sister."

Anle left quickly in the last battle and did not pay attention to the subsequent handling of the matter.

He did not know how much the immortal kings of the White Tiger Family and the Azure Dragon Family paid for this.

However, when he heard Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu calling the third sister, Anle realized that this woman should be one of the three closed disciples of the Saint Master.

The closed disciples of the Saint Master are not the masters of the holy mountains in the world, but the real representatives of the people who have inherited the Saint Master. They are extremely powerful. This third sister... Anle had heard Shangguan Qingwan introduce her before. She is a twelfth-level saint comparable to the level of the Heavenly Immortal King!

Twelve realms!

Anle took a deep breath and bowed.

"Little Junior Brother, no need to be polite."

"When the teacher sensed that the Immortal King had taken action, he immediately sent me here. The two Immortal Kings of the Azure Dragon Family and the White Tiger Family have paid the price for their actions, and will not let you suffer in vain."

The third sister smiled and said. Her face was not that beautiful, but her own temperament, coupled with the blessing of the twelfth realm cultivation, made her look unparalleled in beauty. No one in the world could match her.

"It is normal for the Immortal King to take action when Ying Qin broke through the twelfth realm, because Ying Qin's breakthrough was an act against the will of heaven. He turned into a mythical creature and was in a state of conflict with many top forces in the heavens."

"But, the Azure Dragon Immortal King took action against you afterwards, which is naturally unforgivable."

The third sister said calmly.

An Le took a deep breath and nodded after hearing this.

The expression on his face eased a lot, although he left the heavens first, so he didn't know what price the two Immortal Kings paid later.

However, An Le was not injured and the impact was not great.

But the Saint Master could make the Third Senior Sister, who was in the twelfth realm, leave the original void and come here for his business.

This is enough to show how much he values ​​him.

Before, it was the Second Senior Brother, and now it is the Third Senior Sister. This value has changed Anle's mood a lot.

Perhaps, even the Saint Master did not expect that the Immortal King would attack him.

"Although the Immortal Kings of the Heavens chose to attack when the teacher was fighting with the Holy Demon King, they could not escape the price they had to pay. The main reason is that the talent of the little junior brother is really evil, maybe even more evil than that of the eldest senior brother... So, the Immortal Kings of the Heavens could not help but attack."

The Third Senior Sister said with a smile, and her words showed her appreciation for Anle's talent.

Although they were in the human gate of the original void, they also heard a lot about Anle from the Saint Master.

After only a short period of practice, he has continued to rise, and now he has broken through the ten realms and two disasters, and even survived the attack of the Immortal King of Heaven.

What a terrifying talent!

Anle smiled, knowing that the third senior sister said these words specifically to get rid of the grudge in his heart.

However, Anle really doesn't care about this.

There is another thing that he cares about.

He cupped his fists and bowed, and looked at Third Senior Sister seriously: "I wonder if Third Senior Sister knows God's plan for the human world?"

"Zhao Tianyan, the Emperor of Great Zhao, sacrificed the fate of the country of Great Zhao. The Zhenwu Emperor of Penglai Immortal Island reincarnated in the human world. He used the reincarnation as the eye of the formation, making the territory of Great Zhao a place for immortality..."

"There are immortals from heaven who can descend to the mortal world, smooth the flow of time between heaven and earth, and achieve alternative immortality."

"This kind of planning is not a trivial matter, the Holy Master...do you know?"

An Le's inquiry made the place above Lingfeng suddenly become so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Ge Hongtu and Shangguan Qingwan's faces changed dramatically. This was the first time they heard about this, and they were aware of the changes in the world.

As long as they think about it for a moment, they can figure out the terrible cause and effect contained in it.

Practitioners in the human world will be so depressed. Facing a group of immortal immortals, they cannot see the light at all.

After Third Senior Sister heard An Le's words, her face didn't change much, and her mood didn't even change at all.

Anle looked at the third senior sister.

The Holy Master is very strong, and Anle knows this.

Although it is said that the current Saint Master may have been implicated by the Holy Demon King, the planning for the Ascension Land did not just start recently, and there should have been some beginnings for a long time.

Didn't even the Holy Master notice it?

After all, when Anle was talking to the Holy Master, the Holy Master had come to the world...

Therefore, Anle was very puzzled.

Third Senior Sister looked at An Le who seemed to be filled with indignation and laughed softly.

"Junior brother, do you think the teacher knows about this?"

The third senior sister asked rhetorically.

Anle frowned, thought for a moment, and answered: "The Holy Master should have known about it for a long time, right?"

"Of course the teacher knows, but he doesn't want to stop it, and even... acquiesces."

"Because, if this matter is handled well, it will even...be an opportunity for human cultivation to rise."

Third Senior Sister said.

Hearing this, Anle's body trembled slightly.

However, Anle was not stupid. After thinking for a moment, a sparkle appeared in his eyes.

Third Senior Sister seemed to see what Anle had guessed.

However, she did not act like a riddler and continued to speak: "The cultivation of the human world is drying up... This is actually irreversible. There are also deeper reasons that cannot be explained now. When the junior brother reaches the twelfth realm, it will be over." Got it."

"But one thing is that the Holy Master will not harm the human world, nor will he sit back and watch the great evil happen to the human world and ignore it."

"The immortals in God want to live forever in the human world...but the practitioners in the human world actually need God's aura and practice energy."

"The opening of the Immortal Land will allow the declining human practice to find a glimmer of hope."

"This matter is actually mutually beneficial and complementary."

Third Senior Sister's words made Anle, Ge Hongtu and Shangguan Qingwan stunned for a moment.

"But..." Shangguan Qingwan seemed a little anxious. After all, they were all practitioners who had ascended to the human world, and her roots were in the human world.

"The Immortal from Heaven achieves immortality in the human world. If things go on like this, he will achieve a leap in the level of life, which will overwhelm human practitioners and find it difficult to breathe."

Shangguan Qingwan said.

The third senior sister's eyes were profound, and the aura of the Twelve Realms was majestic and unimaginable, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.

She did not immediately answer Shangguan Qingwan's words, but looked at Anle with a smile.

"Since the Holy Master chose mutual benefit and complementarity, he naturally figured out a solution. What do you think the solution should be, junior brother?"

This question was thrown to Anle.

Originally An Le was in a misunderstanding, but when the third senior sister said that the Holy Master also knew about it, and regarded the opening of the Immortal Land as an opportunity for the revival of human practice.

It felt like a meteor was sweeping across my heart at a rapid speed.

His eyes were bright: "So, the Holy Master needs someone to create a murderous disaster in the human world, kill the immortals in the Immortal Land, and create rules to restrict the Immortal Land..."

"For example, immortals who have lived in the human world are not allowed to exceed the limit of five hundred years."

Anle's heart gradually boiled and she couldn't help but speak.

All the suppressed emotions after returning from Lin'an Mansion, the land of immortality, were released at this moment.

When the third senior sister heard this, she smiled even more, her beautiful eyes were bright, and she became more and more pleased with An Le. This boy... really has the style of their lineage.

"How powerful the Zhenwu Emperor of Penglai Immortal Island is. How could the teacher not know that he has reincarnated into the human world?"

"Just as they want to use the time gap between the human world and God to achieve longevity and long-term vision to break through their own limits, and use the power of time and years to break through the bottlenecks in their cultivation..."

"The Holy Master naturally also intends to use the Immortal Land to activate the divine spiritual energy that is transmitted to the human world, so as to revive human cultivation, reach the level of hundreds of schools of thought, and even surpass hundreds of schools of thought."

"Teacher would have told you about this when you, my junior brother, entered the original void human realm. Now that my junior brother has asked about it, I won't hide it from you, senior sister, so that you won't have a grudge in your heart."

Third Senior Sister said softly.

"However, although your analysis is correct, there are still some errors. The teacher has actually communicated with the origin of the human world and has completed the conspiracy. Now, he just needs a strong man in the human world who can suppress the immortal land."

"And the teacher has actually chosen this person."

The third sister's eyes fell on Anle.

Anle understood instantly.

"Originally... the teacher chose the Yuan Meng emperor. The teacher would not care about the changes in the human dynasty and the national destiny. In his eyes, there is actually no difference between the little junior brother and the Yuan Meng emperor."

The third sister looked at Anle, thought about it, and said without hiding it.

Anle nodded, showing his understanding.

The position of the Saint Master has never been between countries, but the entire human world.

"However, your sudden appearance, little junior brother, even the teacher is amazed, so the teacher changed his choice and thought that you, little junior brother, are the most important point, the point to suppress the Ascension Land."

"Just as you said, little junior brother, if the gods are afraid of killing, the gods will naturally not dare to live forever in the world."

The third sister smiled.

An Le heard this, and his heart suddenly understood. The big stone that had been hanging high suddenly fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

He couldn't help laughing: "So that's it."

Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu also let out a long breath. If so, it's not unacceptable...

"The core of the formation of the Ascension Land of the Heaven is the reincarnation of the Zhenwu Emperor, and his cultivation standard is the standard that the immortals of the Heaven can lead to the human world."

"The strongest person who enters the human world will not exceed the reincarnation of the Zhenwu Emperor. Once it exceeds, the Ascension Land will naturally collapse."

The third sister thought about it and said to An Le.

"So, Junior Brother... as long as your growth rate exceeds that of the reincarnation of the Emperor Zhenwu, the so-called immortal land... is nothing to fear."

"Junior Brother, do you have confidence?"

The third sister looked at Anle with a burning gaze.

Anle smiled. After getting rid of a knot in his heart, he felt that everything was light.

Suppress the reincarnation of the Emperor Zhenwu?

How could he not have confidence?

Because he had suppressed it before.

Anle smiled, and his white clothes fluttered without wind. His palms were placed on the bamboo sword and green mountains, and his eyes were shining.

"The reincarnation of the Emperor Zhenwu, now has a cultivation level of half a step to the origin. How many places can he reach on the Immortal Pride Monument?"

Anle asked the third sister.

"Fifth." The third sister smiled.

Anle stood up, his eyes passed through the barrier, and saw the Immortal Pride Monument.

The fighting spirit and heroic spirit, like a golden dragon overflowing, lingering around him.

The sword spirit rose from his body, and the bamboo sword and green mountain seemed to understand his intention, bursting out brilliant sword chants.

"Then I..."

"Then I will top the list of the Immortal Pride Monument."

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