Zhang Jinxiu's words put a fact in front of Qin Chuge.

That is, if he wants to break through the manifestation realm, the nine immortal mountains must go.

There is no shortcut to seizing the princely law.

In other words, from the moment a monk enters the manifest realm, there is a major change in what he wants to absorb to break through the cultivation.

Below the manifestation realm, only a panacea is needed to strengthen the monk's body, which is probably to accumulate a certain amount of change to complete the qualitative change.

Above the manifestation realm, the first thing to consider is qualitative change.

The quality here refers to the princely law!

"Is there a prince and a law in the nine immortal mountains?"

Qin Chuge asked a most critical question.

Zhang Jinxiu was not very sure, and responded: "The things in the legends of martial arts can only be said by personal experience. ”

It's not hard to see why!

The account of the apparition is only a legend.

Legends need to be put into practice!

How to seize the princely law and how to fuse the princely law is what the powerhouse of the manifestation realm standing at the top of the martial arts has to do.

Success or defeat!

Monks below the apparition have no right to speak.

"Oh yes!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Jinxiu slapped his head suddenly, as if he remembered something.

He continued: "I once saw in an ancient book left by the ancestors of Longhu Mountain that on the nine immortal mountains, there are not only princes and princes, but also the divine weapons of Zhenshan. ”

"The records of ancient books are limited, and according to my speculation, these divine weapons are not on the holy weapons list, and those weapons can be matched."

Zhang Jinxiu threw another shocking piece of news.

Qin Chuge pondered for a while, and seemed to have something right.

If this ancient book of Longhu Mountain is recorded correctly.

It is very likely that these divine weapons on the immortal mountain are ancient weapons.

Nine immortal mountains, corresponding to nine ancient weapons.

Combined with the information deduced from yesterday's painstaking research by Elder Xu.

The nine immortal mountains, Bao Buqi is the passage to the other party's martial arts to the sky.

What's more, there may still be nine supreme hidden world sects hidden on the nine immortal mountains.

In this chat, Qin Chuge only felt big.

There's so much to think about next!

With the Nine Princes popping out of the extremely cold land of the first gate of the Northern Kingdom, where are the remaining eight princes hiding?

The white-haired leader army is the ninth leader army under the command of the Qin clan's ancestors, so what about the remaining eight?

These supreme hidden sects hidden on the Immortal Mountain, are they enemies or friends?

There are so many unknowns!

Qin Chuge's frowning brows couldn't be stretched for a long time.

Swish!

A shadow followed in time, and a jade hand tightly grasped Qin Chuge.

"Whatever happens, I'll face it with you."

"Don't leave me, our hearts are connected."

Lin Huan confided his true feelings.

At this moment, Qin Chuge looked at the girl beside him stupidly, and suddenly had a feeling that he didn't want to do anything.

It doesn't matter what kind of prince and law it is, and what kind of immortal mountains there are in the sky.

With his current cultivation, Qin Chuge can walk sideways in the hot summer.

So far, he has returned to the field with his family, built a small courtyard, purchased a few acres of farmland, and lived a secluded pastoral life without contention.

How nice that would be!

However, after sweeping over Zhang Jinxiu and the others who were traveling with him, as well as shaking the four-clawed python robe on his body, Qin Chuge could only shake off this beautiful fantasy.

Instead, he clenched Lin Huan's hand.

"Xiao Wei is her uncle, her uncle!"

"She comes from a hidden sect, from the Tsing Yi Palace on the other side."

"Yesterday in the Alchemy King's Mansion, this is the matter that I secretly investigated with Yuan Elder Xu."

"If the sword spirit of the real Emperor's Clothes Treading Snow Sword is still there, she may not be dead!"

Qin Chuge told Lin Huan everything.

He didn't want to hide it, especially about Emperor Xiao.

Since Qin Chuge began to accept Lin Huan, he was reluctant to lie to her for a word.

Lin Huan trembled, this news was not what she expected.

Yesterday in the Alchemy King's Mansion, Lin Huan observed Qin Chuge's uneasiness.

At that time, she was thinking that there are not many people in this world who can make her man's mood change greatly.

In addition to the closest relatives, there is only Concubine Xiao.

Now, Qin Chuge confessed to him.

Lin Huan was finally relieved!

At the same time, she was still a little jealous in her heart.

She is not a saint, even if she is the lord of the county, she is also a layman.

Feelings, if there is no vinegar, it is tasteless!

"If she lives, I'll go with you to her."

"Whoever you choose at that time, I respect your choice."

"Even if the sword on my body is powerful, it is not a real Imperial Clothes Snow Sword."

"I said you could take me for her. But back to reality, she's still her, I'm still me! ”

Lin Huan smiled.

Qin Chuge didn't speak, but just tightened the hand holding Lin Huan.

……

General Department of Yancheng Yin and Yang Division.

This office, before the name change, carried the dreams of countless monks in the hot summer.

It is a martial arts temple that gathers the strongest monks in the world!

It has ten holy palaces, supporting the entire martial arts world in Yanxia.

And with the name change, with the relocation, it has completely become a tool of Guan Zhilin's private ambitions.

The Ten Sacred Palaces have been changed and replaced, but they still haven't forgotten to build the Palace Master of the Holy Palace.

No matter which Holy Palace withdrew from the martial arts stage, the subsequent additions were timely.

Such as the Tang Sect that was destroyed by Qin Chuge in the first battle of Ningcheng, and the palace master of the Holy Palace who was killed by Jingya with an arrow in the first battle of Chu Gecheng.

It is equivalent to saying that one stubble after another, there is always a follow-up palace master to make up for it.

Such as the old school of martial arts, Shaolin Palace, Emei Palace, etc., are no longer pure martial arts orthodoxy.

Their palace masters were all replaced by Guan Zhilin.

Those who don't want to work for the Yin-Yang Division are directly killed, and replaced by those who are willing to work for the Yin-Yang Division.

Among them, there is a holy palace that has not changed its name from beginning to end.

It's called Sword Palace!

The original palace master of the Sword Palace was none other than Jing Peijian, who died in Chu Ge City.

When Jing Peijian was not dead, he was the director of the Martial Arts Division, and he was also the palace master of the Sword Palace.

And the Sword Palace is the first of the top ten holy palaces.

After Guan Zhilin took charge of the Martial Arts Division, he retained the original team of the Sword Palace, and even he himself had a good swordsmanship.

So, with the help of the team left by Jing Peijian, Guan Zhilin still established the Sword Palace as the head of the Holy Palace.

It's a pity that today's Yin and Yang Division is full of black clouds.

The people and horses of the backer king were reorganized on the spot by the four great virtuous kings, and 100,000 wordless soldiers went out of Yancheng to push the two empires.

The people of the palace who entered the city to besiege the Yin and Yang Division were 130,000!

The four great sages and kings had already brought 80,000 elite soldiers, and the backer king returned to the dynasty with 40,000 people and horses from the palace, and 30,000 people in the clouds and fog accompanied him.

After the on-the-spot reorganization, only 50,000 were willing to be completely loyal to the Four Great Sages, and those who remained were dismissed on the spot.

The scale of the Yin-Yang Division is not small, but the 130,000 soldiers are surrounded, which is enough to make the Yin-Yang Division breathless.

The Ten Sacred Palaces are all gathered by elite disciples of each palace, each Sacred Palace has a thousand monks, and the Ten Sacred Palaces have a total of 20,000 monks.

Counting Guan Zhilin's cronies, it is impossible to reach 20,000.

What's more, Guan Zhilin focused on Weiming Lake, and the thousand ghost soldiers in his hole cards and the good hands of the Yin and Yang Division were all ambushed in Weiming Lake.

Qin Chuge caught Guan Zhilin off guard.

Guan Zhilin didn't expect that the king of the backer didn't even come into the southern city wall, and everyone descended to death.

One bad news after another reached Guan Zhilin.

In the main hall of the Sword Palace Sacred Palace, all the palace masters gathered here.

One by one, the guards ran in and reported the news they had heard to Guan Zhilin and the palace masters.

The fog in the clouds was cut by Qin Chuge!

Lu Yichen didn't dare to make a move, and returned to the patriarch's palace with the corpse in the clouds.

The backer king was stabbed through his body by Qin Chuge and fell outside the southern city wall.

Feng Ji, the commander of the 30,000 soldiers secretly cultivated by the fog in the clouds, was shocked by a monk, and then slaughtered into white bones by a girl who used a bow and arrow to condense the phoenix law.

There are also Ge Hu and Xin Shi'an, all of whom died outside the southern city wall.

There was no good news, and it hit the hearts of Guan Zhilin and the palace masters again and again.

In the end, 130,000 people from the palace surrounded the Yin and Yang Division.

Obviously, these people from the Yin-Yang Division are panicking!

This kind of soldier coming to the city is not comfortable, even if there is a battle in Weiming Lake tomorrow, they have no intention of fighting.

"Guan Ji, think of a way!"

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that our disciples of the Yin-Yang Division will run away."

Lu Ting, the palace master from the Sword Palace, said with a sad face.

He is the master of the Sword Palace, and at the same time, he is also the sword saint named after Jing Peijian.

Now in the face of this pressure, I am a little flustered.

Not to mention the other palace masters, they all hung their heads in despair.

"What's the panic?"

Guan Zhilin glared at Lu Ting.