Tan's father and son and Shangguan went out of the capital without a name, and they came to the northwest border. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info talked about the fact that Longcheng was imprisoned in secret, only a few cronies and generals knew the inside story in detail, and they did not return for a long time, but they were afraid of chaos in the army, so they naturally had to return to Yanmen first to settle the hearts of the army.

There are nine stops in the world, headed by Yanmen, and Shangguan Wuming wants to appreciate the beautiful scene of Biansai, so he follows him all the way.

The three of them accompanied each other all the way, talking about martial arts, rivers and lakes, the world, and the country, but they didn't feel boring. Talking about singing and singing young and talented, Shangguan is nameless and has been in the world for a long time, and the two are like a pair of friends who have forgotten their years, and they get along with each other very much.

The wind and rain blew down the flowers overnight, and the ground was full of residual incense, haggard and red.

On the spring road, the fresh rain washes the sunny day, the blue sky is like glass, and the air is full of the fresh smell of earth and flowers, which is intoxicating. The grass on both sides of the road is delicious, and the fallen flowers are colorful, like a blue embroidered carpet woven with flowers. The peach blossoms are flowing in the distance, the swallows are soaring, the spring breeze is charming, and the spring is affectionate.

After a few days of recuperation, Tan Longcheng's face regained a little red and bloody, and his words and smiles were full of energy, not like a frustrated person at all. He changed into a white linen robe, showing a clean and elegant demeanor, without any force under his feet, but he walked like shrinking from the ground, and the distance was dozens of zhang in an instant!

Shangguan walked with his hands in his hands nameless, his big sleeves fluttering, like the wind, although he did not have a sword, but he had an obscure edge, which seemed to be simple, but it was infinite, and it was incomparable. The way of the sword is like him, and he is naturally well versed in the subtlety of the hidden edge, and the breath is convergent, such as the way is hidden.

Tan Ge Yin led the snow dragon horse, holding a shocking spear in one hand, between actions, graceful bearing, this catastrophe was tantamount to a rebirth for him. At this time, although his cultivation has not gained, his mood is mellow, and his bearing is becoming more and more condensed, as if he is a different person than before.

Shangguan Nameless stroked his beard and smiled: "The way of martial arts, stepping into the realm of heaven and man, is a world of difference from before, before I was my heaven and earth, and it was heaven and earth; After that, heaven and earth have no part from me. Manpower is sometimes exhausted, the heaven and the earth are infinite, and the use of the law can be infinite. ”

Tan Longcheng said indifferently: "The Dao Law Heaven and Earth, its use is endless, and what Shangguan's predecessors said is really the truth of martial arts." It's just that things are sometimes exhausted, and sometimes they are poor, and the heaven and earth are often unable to control themselves, so there are still celestial and human incarnations above the induction of heaven and man. ”

Talking about singing and chanting is deeply felt, and contemplative.

Wu Wuji, although there are predecessors' roads to follow, but the scenery on this road can only be seen by one person.

Suddenly, a sneer like a silver bell came, "The tone is not small, but I don't know if Uncle Nong really has that great ability?" On a fork in the road ahead, a young girl in a blue robe stood with a clever smile.

A man in a green shirt in front of him scolded: "Plain words, don't be rude, quickly make amends to a few gentlemen!" ”

The little maid Yun spit out her little fragrant tongue in a shallow voice, she was cute and cute, and said with a slight bow: "The little girl is talking nonsense, and I hope that a few gentlemen will forgive her sins!" ”

Tan Longcheng was slightly stunned when he saw the man in green shirts, and hesitated: "But Brother Jinghu Yun? ”

The man in the green shirt stood with his hands in his hands, and his bearing was chic, it was the "Hidden Blade Flying Thunder Between the Fingers" Yunjian, literary and graceful, and Jiangnan Jiasheng. Hearing the words at this time, Ding Qing took a look, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a shocking gun, why is it not in the Yanmen Pass camp, but there is leisure here?" ”

Tan Longcheng smiled: "It's a little trivial, it's already worry-free." Brother Yun Xiang enjoys leisure alone in Jiangnan, how did he come to this place? ”

Yun Jian sighed and said, "For the sake of the little girl, I want to go outside the territory to pick up the Heavenly Palace. ”

Tan Longcheng was suspicious: "The extraterritorial Heavenly Palace has nothing to do with the Central Plains, how can it be involved with Miss Yun?" ”

Yun Jian Qingjun's complexion showed a hint of bitterness: "In order to deal with the sword god Feng Yinxue, the Heavenly Saint Lord forcibly invited my daughter to go to the Heavenly Palace some time ago. ”

Shangguan Wuming was beside him, and when he heard this, he was shocked and said: "The Holy Lord of Heaven actually wants to deal with Feng Yinxue, if the heavens want to destroy it, they must first make it crazy!" ”

Yun Jian was stunned and said, "Who is this senior?" Why? ”

Shangguan Wuming said indifferently: "The old Shangguan is nameless, and he had a friendship with Ling Zun in the past. ”

Yun Jian was taken aback: "It turned out to be the predecessor of the Sword Saint, and the junior was rude!" Bow and respectfully.

Shangguan said namelessly: "Brother Shi doesn't need to be polite!" ”

Yun Jian calmed down and said, "The predecessor just said that the Heavenly Holy Lord would bring about his own destruction, what does this mean? The Heavenly Saint Lord is unpredictable, and the Heavenly Palace is huge, even with the ability of Feng Gongzi, I am afraid that it may not be able to deal with it easily, right? ”

Shangguan Wuming shook his head and sighed: "Wind Yin Xue is an immortal genius, peerless through the ages, and unparalleled in the universe!" Not long ago, I was arguing with him about swords, and I found that he had already entered the supreme martial realm, the Taishang Xuanwei realm. ”

"Taishang Xuanwei Realm?" Yun Jian and even Tan Longcheng's father and son all questioned.

Shangguan Wuxin said: "Yes, as everyone knows, martial arts cultivation has entered the way of heaven and man, there are three realms of heaven and man, heaven and man induction, heaven and man incarnation, and heaven and man are one." But very few people know, so it is said that above the three realms of heaven and man, there is still a supreme realm, and this realm is called the Taishang Xuanwei Realm in the fragment of the "Thirty-three Days of Shengjian", and it is called the Supreme Heavenly Demon Realm in the Demon Gate "Wheel Book". The sword god wind and snow, now he has stepped into this supreme realm, throughout the ages, except for the thirty-three day holy lord and the wheel holy king, there is no one who can compare! ”

Yun Jian was overjoyed and said: "If this is the case, the little girl will definitely be worry-free?" ”

Shangguan said solemnly: "This is nature. ”

The desert is reckless, and the wind is high.

In the vast desert, some people regard it as a smooth road.

The wind and snow have been rushing against the wind and sand for three days and nights, but there is no tiredness on his face, and there is no dust on his white clothes. Aiguna's father and daughter had long since changed from initial shock to numbness, they had never seen such a strange person, walking slowly alone, but the speed was not weaker than that of a speeding thousand-mile camel; What is even more striking is that for three days and nights, the water and rice have not entered, and their complexion is good, like the Guji Divine Men who have eaten the valley, and they almost think that they have seen the incarnation of Allah on the earth. The father and daughter sat on a camel for thousands of miles, looking at the white-clothed figure walking leisurely in this devilish environment, and suddenly had an illusion that the figure seemed to be walking in another time and space that was incompatible with this heaven and earth!

Looking at thousands of miles away, there are mountains like trolls across the heavens and the earth, and its name is Devil's Mountain, or the peak of the sky. Retracting his gaze, Feng Yinxue could also feel that the supreme aura of being the strongest and the most domineering, like the lord of heaven and earth, seemed to awaken from his sleep, becoming stronger and stronger, and suppressing heaven and earth, that was the fighting intent that the person gradually stimulated, and he knew it in his heart.

If there are people in the martial arts here, you will find that the temperament of the wind and snow is also more and more ethereal and immense, infinite!

An ancient duel has started from the moment he stepped into the desert, but he doesn't know when the curtain will end?

Cultivating to the level of him and the Heavenly Holy Lord, his spiritual temperament has already crossed the boundaries of time and space, reaching a point that human beings cannot imagine. Their duel is no longer limited to moves, internal forces, and potentials, but has reached an unknowable state that transcends the physical soul and points directly to the heart.

On the highest top of the world, on the ten thousand years of Xuan Ice, the silver-robed man slowly opened his eyes like the abyss of a secluded pool, and the mask covered the corner of his lower lip with an unpredictable smile, and he didn't see how he acted, the eternal ice peak seemed to be under unimaginable terrifying pressure, clicked and cracked, he looked up to the east, and muttered: "I'm waiting for you here!" ”

On the top of the peak, in an ancient hall dozens of zhang high, Yun Guyue, who was dressed in white, caressed the magnificent carvings that were dozens of zhang high and were definitely beyond the reach of manpower, but her heart was not shocked. The scenes depicted in this carving include Pangu opening the sky, Nuwa creating people, not Zhou Mountain, punishing the heavens and cutting off the head, praising the father day by day, Fuxi creating gossip, Shennong tasting a hundred herbs, Xuanyuan cutting Chiyou, Dayu controlling the water...... And so on all kinds of ancient myths and legends, carving simple vicissitudes, there is a primitive vast atmosphere, as if born with the same origin of heaven and earth.

This Creation Hall is the supreme holy place of the Heavenly Palace, which can only be set foot on by the holy masters of the past dynasties, and its carvings also contain the supreme martial arts mystery of the Heavenly Palace. It is rumored that this temple is the place where the Thirty-Three Days Holy Lord studied martial arts in his early years, and the carvings in it condense the essence of the Thirty-Three Days Holy Lord's half-life martial arts, which can be said to be a simplified version of the "Thirty-Three Days of Sacred Books".

Yun Guyue read through the group carvings, and finally walked to the "Pangu Open Heaven Map" in the center of the hall, pondered, and finally shook his head lightly, and sighed faintly: "The vast atmosphere of this style is infinite and on top of your third trick 'Taichu' and fourth trick 'Dayan', can you resist it?" ”

On the vast field, the winter snow melts early, the grass is green, and the Yin Mountains in the distance stretch horizontally, like a snow jade dragon lying on its side at the end of the earth. Flags fluttered, horses' hooves crisscrossed, countless knights gathered from far and near, and in the center of the assembly, the circular tabernacle shimmered golden in the early morning sun!

The inside of the tent was warm and luxurious, and the floor was covered with a woolen blanket as white as a cloud, and about two-thirds of the area on the blanket was filled with white, red, yellow, and light purple flowers, like a sea of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers permeated every corner of the tabernacle. In the middle of the sea of flowers, a nine-dragon jade throne towered high, and a woman like an empress looked down at the many kneeling tribal leaders below. On the left side of the young woman's seat, a majestic man in gold armor has a straight body like a gun, as if he can pierce the clouds and blue sky, and there is no expression on his majestic and cold face, and the whole person seems to be a god of war made of fine iron. The people below looked at the man tremblingly, their eyes full of fear and awe, the iron wrist and cold determination of this first warrior of the grassland had already made the entire grassland tremble. The right king is the overlord of the grassland, but overnight, the whole clan was wiped out, the blood flowed into a river, the corpses became a mountain, hundreds of thousands of corpses were displayed, and a large tribe that dominated the grassland was almost wiped out.

Mu Jialan, who was perched on the jade throne, asked indifferently, "How are the warriors of the various tribes gathered?" ”

A tribal leader below who was over fifty years old and had a rough and heroic face said respectfully: "We have gathered the thirteen major departments of Mobei, and a total of 170,000 warriors are willing to listen to the princess's orders. ”

Another young leader, who was about thirty years old, said with a slightly fiery gaze: "Mo Nan 100,000 sons are willing to die for Her Royal Highness the Princess!" ”

Tuoba Thunder Eagle, whose expression was indifferent and almost numb, said indifferently: "No one has arrived in the three divisions of Wuchi, Hara, and Flame in the desert, and no one has sent an envoy to explain the reason, please tell the princess how to deal with it?" ”

Mu Jialan's face was expressionless, she stroked the crimson blade between her fingers, and with a little force, a little red overflowed on her slender jade-like fingertips, and she said plainly: "If you are not called, it will be a counterargument, and the clan will be destroyed." ”