Chapter 138: The Collision of Two Eras [First Update, Ask for a Monthly Pass!]
Tang Xiansheng left Nanjun and went to the imperial capital.
The entire Nanjun is now controlled by Tang Xiansheng's eldest son, Tang Baiyun, the future heir of the Tang family.
Losing Tang Xiansheng's suppression, Tang Baiyun finally felt the taste of control.
However, Tang Baiyun was not too infatuated with this feeling, but spent his time and energy on the excavation of the Longmen Secret Realm, as well as the cultivation of the Nanfu Army, and he even had ambitions to cultivate the Nanfu Army into a private army loyal to him.
Breaking the terracotta warriors can obtain aura, this is just a corner of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm, if you cross the chain bridge and board the floating island, will there be a greater chance?
However, he ordered someone to break through the floating island once.
As soon as the two Grandmasters stepped into the chain bridge, their heads rose into the air in the blink of an eye, and their bodies fell off the cliff.
Tang Baiyun didn't even see clearly how these two grandmasters died, so Tang Baiyun was frightened.
He also understands that this chain bridge, with the current strength of the Nanfu army, it is impossible to cross it, even if the whole army attacks, it can only end up with the annihilation of the whole army.
Perhaps, when Tang Yimo comes back, there will be some opportunities.
Night.
Tang Baiyun sat on the Taishi chair, his eyes looking at the ground, slightly distracted.
"Tang Yimo ......"
Suddenly, Tang Baiyun clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth with a bit of jealousy and resentment in his teeth.
Tang Yimo's cultivator cultivation made him jealous.
Today's Tang Baiyun is also considered a cultivator...... However, he lacks the Dharma, so he is not a thorough practitioner.
But Tang Yimo is different, Tang Yimo has an orthodox cultivation method, and he can even greatly increase his combat effectiveness.
"Report ......"
Just when Tang Yimo was thinking about how to get the cultivation method from Tang Yimo.
Outside the door, a soldier covered in armor came quickly.
"The eldest prince of Qiqi, someone asked to see him. ”
The soldier spoke quickly.
The man said that he would give it to the eldest prince and let it go. ”
The soldier said, handing a wooden, roughly carved strange statue to Tang Baiyun.
Tang Baiyun narrowed his eyes.
He took over the statue, which was crudely made, but a little rough and primitive.
"Let it go, let the man in. ”
Tang Baiyun said.
The soldier gave the order and exited the room.
Soon.
There was a sound of footsteps, and a figure completely wrapped in a black robe stepped into the room and came to Tang Baiyun's face.
There was a faint, quirky laugh that lingered in the room.
......
Although he is the son of the Sword Sect, he is not as divided as the strength of the Sword Sect, carrying the sword box, and there are several swords hidden in the box.
He only has one sword, an old sword that has accompanied him for decades.
The sword is old, but it is still sharp.
Since Gong Yiyu, Xie Yunling and Hua Dongliu had made a decision, they went down to Zhongnan Mountain together.
The three of them found three carriages and slowly swayed in the direction of Beijun, they did not rush into Beiluo immediately, but went to Beijun first.
When the Sword Saint Hua Hualiu left Zhongnan Mountain, the entire Zhongnan Sword Sect also moved.
Many disciples of the Sword Sect descended from Zhongnan Mountain and headed north.
Tiandang Mountain, Taoism.
A young man in a green shirt carrying a bull rode back slowly.
Li Sansi looked at the cloud-shrouded Tiandang Mountain with mixed feelings, he climbed the ancient staircase, led the green ox, and walked up step by step.
The broken mountain gate, the knife marks still exist.
Li Sansi stared, and reached out to stroke the broken mountain gate, the knife marks on it.
There was a faint picture flashing in front of his eyes, as if there was a person, walking from the foot of the mountain step by step with solid steps, and split the mountain gate in front of him with a knife.
"Old ten?"
Li Sansi has mixed emotions.
After all, it has come to this, but it is not surprising.
A grievance needs to be settled after all.
Stepping on the mountain gate Daping, many Taoists who were cleaning up saw Li Sansi's figure, and after being slightly stunned, many people became excited.
"Senior Brother Sansi is back!"
"The first Dao Sect is back!"
"It can be regarded as a return, it would be nice if he returned earlier, someone would be able to stop Nie Changqing. ”
The disciples of the Taoist Sect were very excited, but they were also very lonely.
In the past, they had the arrogance and self-confidence of the hundreds of school-level forces.
However, on that day, one man and one knife shattered their arrogance and self-confidence.
Li Sansi was slightly stunned, he didn't expect his reaction to return to be so big.
With a smile on his head, he asked Dao Tong to take away his green ox, while he went up to the Star Picking Peak and walked in the direction of the bamboo building.
"I'm a Dao Sect...... There are also dragon gates?"
Li Sansi looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Longmen, and his mood was full of mixed feelings for a while.
But I saw that above the dragon gate, the dense fog gathered, and soon, it turned into the figure of Li San.
Li was a three-year-old Dao aunt dressed up, raised her hand, and the cloud qi was violently pressed, turning into a cloud dragon, depressed and terrifying.
"You finally know you're back. ”
Li Sansui looked at Li Sansi and said.
The cloud dragon swooped down violently, with an unstoppable ferocity.
Li Sansi took his hand, smiled, and raised the wooden sword he was holding lightly.
The cloud dragon roared, but Li Sansi just pointed the wooden sword at the tip of the cloud dragon's nose, covering the huge cloud dragon of the entire Star Picking Peak, and it shattered inch by inch.
The wind was howling, blowing Li San's Taoist robe and fluttering continuously.
"That's right, the nine-stage Qi Pill Realm ......"
Li Sansi chuckled.
Li San, who was sitting in front of the dragon gate, had constricted his pupils, as if he was feeling incredible.
"You've gotten stronger!"
Li said at the age of three.
Li Sansi's eyes became deep, holding a wooden sword, looking at the stars and the dragon gate in the sky.
"Qi Dan Realm...... I'm not anymore. ”
"Where's Your Excellency?"
Ignoring the shocked Li Sansui, Li Sansi continued to ask.
Li Sansui floated down from the dragon gate, and glanced at Li Sansi with mixed emotions, Li Sansi seemed to have grown up, becoming more mature and profound.
His body...... What happened?
Li Sansui didn't ask, but replied, "Your Excellency...... I can't think about it. ”
Well?
Li San thought for a while, how can he speak?!
"Brother Nie came here, smashed the mountain gate with a knife, defeated Zunshang with a knife and rescued Sister Ru. ”
"Therefore, His Excellency can't think about it, he has gone to Beiluo. ”
Li Sansui's words were not disguised in the slightest, and Li Sansi's face was slightly strange when he heard it.
"I really can't think about it, the old ten have hit the Venerable a little hard. ”
Li Sansi faced the wind on the top of the mountain and said.
"His Holiness said that if he doesn't come back, I will be the next son of the Taoist Sect. Li was three years old in a robe hunting, looking at the stars in the sky as if he could pick them up with his hand, and said flatly.
"Oh. ”
Li Sansi nodded.
Li Sansui let out a light "um", and the top of the mountain was quiet again.
The brother and sister did not have any estrangement for the so-called princes.
In fact, for Li Sansui and Li Sansi, both of them are actually quite resistant to this position in their hearts.
Otherwise, Li Sansi would not have left the Taoist sect all the year round, walked on the border, and was free from life and death.
"Three years old, you will be a woman who will sit on the throne of the Taoist sect in the future, take care of yourself, don't cry and chirp for other men. ”
Li Sansi smiled, as if there was a sense of relief in his smile.
Li Sansui had a dark face, and looked at Li Sansi so indifferently.
Rumble!
On the star-picking peak, the clouds in the sky suddenly agitated.
turned into a cloud dragon, staring at Li Sansi coldly.
Li Sansi smiled lightly, and the wooden sword was raised gently, "It's useless, I'll hide it for the body, and hang any qi pill ......"
"If you dare to fight back, I will go to my father's grave and cry. ”
Li Sansui said indifferently.
The movement in Li Sansi's hand suddenly froze.
After that, the sky was full of clouds and dragons and slammed down.
Night.
The disciples of the Taoist Sect were all surprised to see that the first Li Sansi of the Taoist Sect limped off the Star Picking Peak, lay on the green bull, and went down the Tiandang Mountain.
The green ox raised its hooves and went straight to Beiluo.
......
North Luo, the island in the middle of the lake.
The torrential rain that had lasted for a long time finally dissipated, revealing a blue sky, with stars twinkling and the moon shining like frost.
The second floor of the Bai Yujing Pavilion.
The entire pavilion was enveloped in a terrifying pressure.
Lu Fan held his son, frowned, and stared at the spirit pressure chessboard.
In his eyes, there seemed to be a storm and rain, falling between the sons, the wind was raging, and between the lines, the torrential rain roared.
Around Lu Fan's body, there seemed to be a wind and rain condensing.
A rainstorm.
Let the air on the island in the middle of the lake become fresher and cleaner.
Ni Yu ran out of the pavilion with the black pot and stepped on the water, and the white blue bird followed behind her, still carrying a chick in her arms.
Ni Yu's eyes swept over the chick from time to time, and her tongue licked her lips.
Mingyue held the pipa, wiped a stepping stone, sat on it, and wanted to play the pipa.
She is very stubborn and unbelievers.
The sound of the pipa is integrated with the aura of heaven and earth, she will definitely be able to do it!
Ning Zhao and Yi Yue stood leisurely, looking at the budding peach blossoms on the island.
Suddenly.
Ning Zhao's jewel-like eyes lit up.
But I saw that those flower bones faintly had a tendency to break open and bloom.
"This is the spiritual thing sown by the child, it is the same as the Chaotian chrysanthemum, once the peach blossom is in full bloom, the aura contained in each peach blossom will burst out together, and it will definitely form a large storm of spiritual energy, so ...... You have to take advantage of the opportunity. ”
Ning Zhao looked at Yi Yue and said.
Yi Yue's eyes lit up and she couldn't stop nodding.
The terrifying power coming from the game room on the second floor of the pavilion made Yi Yue and Ning Zhao's bodies tremble slightly.
"Childe is getting more and more incomprehensible, and now even playing chess has become so terrifying. ”
Yiyue Road.
Suddenly.
Outside the island in the middle of the lake, shrouded in thick fog, a white dove flapped its wings.
Breaking through the thick fog, it landed on the top of Lu Mu's head, who was drinking tea.
Lu Muxiang grabbed the white dove and removed the news that it was tied to its feet.
Crash.
The tea is poured into the cup, and the turquoise tea is fragrant.
"What's wrong? What surprised you so much?"
Lu Dongxuan said with a smile.
"Xie Yunling, the son of the Taoist Sect, and Hua Hualiu, the son of the Sword Sect, both of them went out of the mountain together, and went north with the princes of the organ family, and their goal was ...... It's Childe. ”
Lu Mu said solemnly.
Lu Dongxuan's movement of drinking tea was slightly sluggish.
Then, he shook his head with a smile, and the large gold chain around his neck shone brightly.
"These old things, still don't accept the old ...... But also, they are about to be abandoned by the times, and if you don't step on the world and leave a mark, I'm afraid you will have to leave regrets in the ground. ”
"Actually, these old guys are not stupid, they know how to judge the time and look at ......"
"They're just not convinced. ”
Lu Mu took a sip of strong tea.
"The East China Stream of the Sword Sect, known as the first sword in the world, is a great master who has been famous for a long time, and it is also the son of the Sword Sect, plus Xie Yunling and Gong Yiyu, can he fight with Gongzi?"
Lu Mu asked curiously.
"Battle?"
"What kind of war?"
"Ten East China streams can't match Gongzi's fall to a son, and it's not an opponent at the same level at all, how can you fight?"
Lu Dongxuan shook his head with a smile.
"Actually, these old guys didn't mean to fight, they might ...... I just want to leave no regrets. ”
Lu Mu was thoughtful.
Don't you have any regrets?
knew that he would lose and die, but he still went to Beiluo without hesitation.
"For what?"
Lu Mu poured tea.
Lu Dongxuan looked at the turquoise tea pouring continuously, raised his hand, and touched the big gold chain around his neck.
Perhaps, it is to make an era ...... It can end in the most regret-free way. ”
......
A day later.
North County, the barracks of the Big Tent.
Three carriages drove in unison.
Mobeike received the news and walked out of the big tent.
Xuan Tai and Mo Ju also walked out one after another.
Many of the generals in Beijun looked at the three old men who walked out of the carriage with curiosity.
They are old and rickety, and even half of their bodies are about to sink into the ground, but they ...... All three are full of spirit.
One is a fairy wind bone, one is as sharp as a sword piercing into the sky, and the other is short, but it gives people a sense of treacherousness.
There are hundreds of sons and three sons!
"Mobeike, I'll wait for three missing one, take a trip to Beiluo?"
Xie Yunling said.
Mo Beike smiled, the wrinkles on his face stacked.
"Although the old man also wants to accompany you to Beiluo, but ......"
"The old man is afraid that as soon as he enters the city, he will be killed by Lu Ping'an. ”
Mo Beike said with a smile.
He slowly said that he had asked Wei Luan, the son of the Yin and Yang family, to pretend to be him.
"With the old man's understanding of Lu Ping'an's temper, the old man deceived him that day, and as soon as he entered Beiluo this time, he was afraid that he would die miserably, so he ...... I'm sorry. ”
"This Beiluo, old and decayed, will not go. ”
Hua Dongliu looked at Mobeike lightly.
Xie Yunling was full of emotion, Wei Luan ...... It turned out to be dead, and the male lost Yu had mixed emotions.
The crowd was not admonishing.
The three carriages slowly turned their horses around and drove out of the North County Barracks.
Dusty on the ground, he disappeared at the end of the horizon and headed straight for Beiluo.
Xuan Taixuan held his hands and looked at the figure of the departing carriage.
I couldn't help but sigh: "An era will eventually come to an end, and it is said that all the sons of a hundred schools are talented and outstanding, and when I see it today, it is indeed extraordinary." ”
"The collision between the era of the hundred schools of thought and the era of Baiyujing...... Although it is tantamount to using the mantis arm as a car, it ...... If you miss it like this, you will be old...... Some are unwilling. ”
Mobeike looked at the dusty carriage and suddenly said slowly.
"Taishou, the old man still has to go to Beiluo after all. Mobeike looked at Taixuan and bowed.
"The giant is serious, if you want to go, go there, miss this time, maybe ...... It will be a lifelong regret. ”
Xuan Taixuan smiled and waved his hand.
Mobeike bowed again.
Soon.
North County Camp.
Another carriage tore the dust out of the plains and headed straight for Beiluo.
......
Imperial capital, book pavilion.
Looking out the window, the plantain was stubbornly raised after the rain.
The master sitting in the rocking chair suddenly smiled.
"Heavenly Language, prepare the car. ”
Mo Tianyu, who was drinking gourd wine, was stunned.
"Master, where are you going?"
Mo Tian was puzzled.
"Go to North Lo. The master got up and dusted off his shirt to make himself look more energetic.
Mo Tianyu's face changed slightly, and the copper hexagram in his hand fell to the ground.
"Master, what are you going to Beiluo for?"
The master smiled, but did not speak, looking out the window at the plantain and the stars that were trying to shine.
There was a hint of nostalgia in the cloudy eyes.
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