Die to shame.

Qianqijun silently scolded this ancestor of Little Wuliang Mountain in his heart.

On the main hall, the two maids who followed the Gu Yiren, with pale faces and flustered eyes, hurriedly carried the white robe taken off by the temple master, trotted all the way, and supported the owner who was sitting on the stone pillar, and the latter waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to be supported.

The white armor in front of Gu Yiren cracked the dense cobwebs under the collision of the sword just now.

This is a Nirvana-rank body protection treasure.

It has been shattered.

Not usable.

The lethal power of a single sword alone can change the color of the many powers sitting in the main hall...... Since ancient times, the Northern General's Mansion has come out of many fierce people.

Pei Min's eldest disciple did not "disappoint" them.

Once this sword is released, no one will question Shen Yuanjun's strength, and no one will dare to provoke this new lord of the Northern Realm.

The envoy of the Red Breeze River returned to calm, and his emotions were complicated, and he took a sip of tea to suppress his shock, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been paying attention to the situation in the north, just to gather power and better confront the Second Highness...... Now that Shen Yuanjun's strength has risen greatly, a new tiger has established his position, and as a courtier, he has to worry about His Royal Highness the Prince.

Gu Yiren took the white robe and draped it over his shoulders, this Holy Lord of Yaochi, coughed dullly, his hair was scattered, he covered his lips and teeth with his palms, and said vaguely.

"Under ...... Taught. ”

She paused slightly, and said bitterly, "Thank you." ”

The word "thank you" makes people a little puzzled.

Gu Yiren bowed.

Shen Yuanjun hummed lightly and returned the salute.

After the Holy Lord of Yaochi finished saluting, he left the main hall without looking back, and before leaving, he took a deep look at the envoy of the Red River who bowed his head and drank tea and did not dare to look at each other.

The two maids trotted all the way, and the West Queen Mother Temple left in such a seemingly rude way, which was a little absurd.

But no one showed any resentment.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's intention to promote the Dao Sect Lingshan as a "temptation" has been achieved...... And the Holy Lord Gu was even more injured, and the subsequent "Discussion of the Dao" was meaningless to Yao Chi.

......

......

The breeze blew through the main hall, and the residual sword intent spread, and the breathtaking tide burned the pillars of the main hall, which did not make people feel uncomfortable.

On the contrary, feel warm.

A gentle force, rippling with the wind, rose and fell in circles of golden ripples visible to the naked eye, and converged to the point in the center...... The man in the big hat moved his gaze a little and turned to the black-robed old man with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Eight hundred years ago, there was a great talent in the way of swordsmanship, who split the White Bone Mountain in the western realm with a sword and swept across the four realms, and no one was invincible for a while. ”

"This kendo master ignited the star of life at the age of forty, became a star monarch at the age of 100, attained nirvana at the age of 200, and the little Wuliang Mountain was also pushed to the peak of the Ten Holy Mountains because of him. ”

Shen Yuanjun's voice was neither slow nor slow, but it seemed to hit people's hearts.

"The holy mountain that has existed for thousands of years has risen and fallen, ups and downs, and it is natural to be overjoyed to have such a great talent...... However, this peak period did not last long, and when this kendo master was three hundred years old, he made a choice, cut off his cultivation, locked himself in the sarcophagus, and sealed his vitality with the secret technique of the royal family to avoid the catastrophe. ”

In this heavenly reincarnation, there is a great limit to people.

The realm of Nirvana can remain in the world for 500 years.

Five hundred years is the limit.

If it is strong enough, it can compete with the way of heaven, Emperor Taizong smashed two catastrophes in a row, and asked above 600 years old, if you want to achieve immortal body, and then go back to the future, thousands of years ago, the "Taiyi Rescue Suffering Tianzun" lived for 800 years, and the world was sprinkled with rain.

In Shen Yuanjun's mouth, this "sword master" of Xiao Wuliang Mountain is so amazing, he was a first-class sword immortal in the world eight hundred years ago, and his Dao heart is sharp and unstoppable...... It stands to reason that at least the first limit is to compete.

In the Great Sui world, the reason why the imperial power is so strong.

It is because there are many old monsters "alive" in the "Imperial Tomb".

Jiuquanzi, which is almost about to reach the limit, has been in existence for more than five hundred years, and the Emperor of Light has left a secret method of "fighting against the Heavenly Dao", which can cut off time and make people stagnate in the current state of time, but it will cause a great blow to the "cultivation realm...... If you don't dare to face the Heavenly Tribulation, the cultivator's sharpness will no longer exist.

A sword cultivator without sharpness.

How can the sword in your hand be sharp?

Shen Yuanjun looked at the old man in the black robe and white hair, and his face was full of energy, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhu Mi, you have locked yourself in the sarcophagus for five hundred years, and you are too afraid of death, why don't you even have the courage to ask me today?"

Zhu Mi.

It was the kendo master who was born 800 years ago.

On Zhu Mi's face, where can you still see the sharpness of Shen Yuanjun who broke the mountain with a sword before?

The white eyebrows have sword energy, but they are hidden, full of dust, although the clothes are new, but the people have an old and decadent atmosphere, the old man pressed the table with both hands, his voice was calm, not angry at all, "Old things, why should Shen Yuanjun mention it again, eight hundred years, things are people, I Zhu Mi has self-knowledge, not the sword immortal of the past, and it is not as good as the young people of the Great Sui." ”

The fist is afraid of being less strong.

This is especially true of swords.

Zhu Mi sneered, he was not stupid.

The thickness of the green snake's sword qi in the sleeve is also related to gall.

The young man who was standing opposite him and was wearing a big coat, he heard the battle report in the north on the way here, he was suspicious at first, how could a ruthless person who could compete with the White Emperor be so young?

Now Zhu Mi has a letter.

This Shen Yuan Jun dared to fight with the White Emperor for life and death, and he Zhu Mi went crazy to hit Shen Yuan's sword!

Isn't the end of the Yao Chi Gu Holy Lord just now miserable enough? Shen Yuanjun said that the sword was ruthless and couldn't stop it, but that golden sword still had the meaning of "stopping" in the end.

If it's your turn, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

That's why the guy said the word "thank you" at the end.

He is on the verge of being killed, and he may be killed by Shen Yuanjun.

Xiao Wuliang Mountain is high-profile, but the old fox who has lived for hundreds of years will never die for others.

Zhu Mi didn't feel ashamed at all, stood up, and said: "Shen Yuanjun Kendo Master Pei Min has amazing talents, I think this 'Dao', if it turns from a sword dispute to a verbal debate, it will not hurt the peace." ”

Shen Yuanjun did not speak.

The old ancestor of Qiang Mountain couldn't help but laugh.

Zhu Mi's eyebrows were suppressed, and he looked in the direction of Qiang Mountain silently, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zeng, your realm is high, why don't you go and fight with Shen Yuanjun, I can't beat it, I admit defeat." ”

The old ancestor of Qiangshan said indifferently: "Zhu Mi's predecessors have lived for eight hundred years, which is comparable to 'Taiyi Saving Suffering Tianzun', and the younger generations are just herding cattle and can't afford the word 'sir'...... This matter of the Word is up to you. ”

The tone is flat, but the irony between the lines is obvious.

Jumi lived to be 800 years old.

But locked in a sarcophagus for five hundred years.

The power to truly rely on one's own cultivation to reach the realm of Nirvana, each of them is a peerless genius, with an uninhibited state of mind, and dares to compete with the Heavenly Dao...... Those who come to this step and are afraid of the avenue and dare not challenge the final step will naturally be looked down upon.

Zhu Mi's deeds have always been "shameless" by the Nirvanas of the Great Sui.

But I have to say that it is Zhu Mi's sacrifice that can keep the position of Little Wuliang Mountain. With the shade of such a predecessor, the prosperity of the holy mountain for hundreds of years has the confidence...... A genius, unscrupulously exert his light, even if he achieves nirvana, it is only five hundred years, and people with a high realm can see it clearly, knowing that the "theory of luck" pursued by the Lotus Pavilion is not false, at this time and that time, if he dies of old age, what should he do with the heirs of the later generations?

Previously in Shushan.

Ye Changfeng pulled out the picture of his green cow beating in the picture scroll, which always echoed in his mind, the so-called people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, Pei Min's disciples achieved such a realm at such a young age...... For Dasui, it's a good thing.

The old ancestor of Qiang Mountain stood up, sighed faintly, and said: "The Three Holy Mountains in the east will send His Royal Highness the Crown Prince a thousand Sui Yang Beads, ten Demon Monarch Fetal Beads, treasures, formations, and selections from the Tiandu Palace, if there is a war between the two realms, the Three Holy Mountains will take the lead in the first move...... If it doesn't violate the iron law, the old man can also take action. ”

He looked at the envoy of the Red River and said sincerely: "This is what I mean, and it is also the meaning of Qiang Mountain. ”

Didn't do anything to Shen Yuanjun.

But in this sensitive period, on behalf of the Three Holy Mountains to make a statement.

The envoy stood up and bowed deeply to the old man, "The meaning of the gentleman will definitely be passed on to His Highness." ”

Jumi avoided the battle.

Qiangshan was relieved.

This duel in front of the palace seems to have come to an end...... The crown prince completed his goal, obtained the "submission" of Daozong and Lingshan, and also saw the strength of Shen Yuanjun clearly.

After the envoy bowed to the old ancestor of Qiang Mountain, his eyes swept around, and he was shrewd to realize that none of these Nirvana bigwigs wanted to appear on the stage after seeing the picture of the Holy Lord Gu's move.

He stood up, came to the front of the hall, in front of Shen Yuanjun, bowed and bowed again.

Shen Yuanjun raised his eyebrows.

A piece of golden paper was taken out of the sleeve robe.

After taking it out, he used his fingertips to outline the secret patterns of the imperial family, and the primordial formation aura left by the Bright Emperor spread across this hall.

Bursts of coercion.

"The iron law is above, and the emperor's blood is the guide. There is no one on the throne of the Great Sui True Dragon, I am the prince of Tiandu, according to the edict of the first emperor, in charge of the four realms of Tianwei, acting on behalf of the imperial power, and making this edict. ”

The prince's voice spread over the edict.

This voice has an extremely powerful appeal, even if it is a big man in the Nirvana Realm, the picture of the white-robed prince sitting on the throne and making an edict can appear in his mind.

Li Baijiao's voice was not angry or angry, but it was majestic, and his tone was slow.

"In the battle of Tianhailou, the northern realm won a complete victory, the Great Wall iron cavalry was invincible, and the people of the four realms rejoiced, this victory...... Significant!"

"Fengming Mountain is broken, the Demon Saint falls, Tianhai Tower falls, the White Emperor is defeated, for thousands of years, there are only two cases of such a big victory in the north. ”

Shen Yuanjun listened to this, and his heart moved slightly.

There is another case...... It's your own teacher.

Pei Min commanded the sword to kill, slaughtered the demon city, and killed the three demon saints in the battle of Taoism.

"General's Mansion, Shen Yuanjun, you can't do it...... Such military exploits, the glorious prestige, and the crown of the whole army, cannot be erased. If you don't reward it, the heart of the soldiers of the three armies of the Han Dynasty, the edict will be opened, and Shen Yuanjun will be the 'Champion Hou of the Northern Great Wall', the inner city of Tiandu, the mansion of the Champion Hou, the bounty of gold and silver, the land will be sealed, and the sword will be given. ”

The crown prince who was sitting on the high seat looked majestic, but his tone became relaxed.

Shen Yuanjun bowed his head, raised his hands, and made a courtesy of a monarch and a minister.

Although the crown prince did not ascend the throne...... But the power of the emperor has been exercised.

The image left by His Royal Highness in the white robe in the edict seemed to have anticipated this scene, raised his hand, and said softly: "Shen Yuanjun, after being sealed, come to Tiandu to receive the reward." ”

Shen Yuanjun, who lowered his head, slowly raised his head.

Look at the golden edict suspended in the air.

He said word by word, in a heavy tone: "Thank you...... Prince's Gift. ”