There are thirty-six bronze giant swords on the sword viewing platform, arranged according to the number of thirty-six Tiangang. Each sword is about ten feet high, and people stand under the bronze sword as if they are tiny ants.

Each of the thirty-six swords was pointed downward, as if an ancient god had plunged into the ground. The bronze hilt pointed to the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, as if waiting for someone with major repairs to pull it up again.

The most helpless thing in the world is that the hero is old, and the sword seals the dust, and these thirty-six bronze swords are like this.

The two walked through the sword viewing platform and separated at a fork in the road, one leading to Cuiyun Peak and the other leading to the Cold Water Realm.

Cold Water Realm, the place where Ouyang Mingjing cultivated, a waterfall flew straight down, the water splashed everywhere, but there was a hole in the waterfall, rare and exotic grass, elk and white ape, and the rich aura filled every corner, and the monks would be of great benefit to cultivating here. Chu Yinhe couldn't be more familiar with everything in this, this was the place where he had lived for more than twenty years.

Boom, boom, the sound of the waterfall hitting the stone wall sounded from time to time, Chu Yinhe looked at the waterfall in the distance in front of him, and a few jumps had already reached the waterfall at the bottom of the mountain.

The waterfall fell from the high mountain and smashed into the huge pool of water, and a strong force hit Chu Yinhe's body, only to see his robe violently agitated. But his face did not change, and he did not move like a mountain.

After a long time, he drew his sword, the Wind and Thunder Sword. There seems to be wind and thunder rolling on the long sword like autumn water, and the purple lines are like lightning bolts across the sky, this is a spirit sword, ranking sixth up and down the sword mountain, and its power can be imagined.

The next moment, Chu Yinhe's body suddenly broke away from the surface of the water, flew into the air, and with a swing of his sword, the purple light flew rapidly towards the waterfall. There seemed to be thunder in the sky, lightning gathering, and dark clouds rolling. This sword can actually attract the power of heaven and earth, and the figure in mid-air is handsome and chic, with a resolute face, and the scene in front of him is not moved at all.

The purple light rumbled against the huge waterfall that fell, and the water splashed, and the spiritual power in the air was disordered. For a moment the waterfall seemed to be cut off, but after a breath, the waterfall returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and the power of nature was so great.

Chu Yinhe shook his head in disappointment and slowly fell back to the ground. Looking at the waterfall in front of me, I don't know what I'm thinking.

The snow is falling, the sky is white, in the hot summer, there is actually such a place, the power of nature is really unpredictable.

This is the winter snow realm of Xiongjian Mountain, a pavilion, there are two people sitting in the pavilion, an old man and a young man, the old man has gray hair and is dressed plainly, this is naturally Mo Yanbai, who else would want this broken place except him. The boy shivered a little in the cold wind, and his face was pale, perhaps because he had been injured a few days ago.

Mo Yanbai poured himself a glass of wine and licked his tongue deliciously: "Do you want a glass, warm up and warm your body." ”

The boy tightened his clothes and shook his head.

"Hehe, it's just right not to drink, this is brewed by accidentally catching a fire spirit snake and a few flavors of spirit fruit when I traveled a few years ago, and I can't let him smell the fragrance if I usually ask him." The old man said with some pride.

The snowflakes fell, all white and pure, which reminded him of the border city, where he had his childhood, happy times, and remembered that snowy winter. Under the green silk flower umbrella, her beauty is so thrilling, slowly her figure coincides with the figure in her memory, as if in front of her, her smile, her anger and happiness, she is the name buried in the bottom of her heart, Qiu Xihua.

"Are you feeling better?"

Mo Yanbai's voice pulled him back to reality.

He nodded, suddenly missing his father.

In the western Xinjiang, there are 3,000 tribes in the red dust, the vast territory stretches for thousands of miles, one of the three major tribes in ancient times, the ancient tribe with ancient inheritance and heritage, and now its strength has declined sharply, and the prosperity is not as good as in the past. No matter how the three thousand red dust are defeated, but the titles of the three major tribes in ancient times are always there, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the Shenzhou Continent, no matter which force will salute it.

The ancient city, layered like a sleeping beast, solemn and simple, a wide moat meanders at the foot of the city, the river is endless, guarding the safety of the city day and night

Longyang City is the political and cultural center of Western Xinjiang, and it is also one of the most prosperous cities in China.

Somewhere in the city, in a secret room.

Underneath the chamber was a large underground space, with a hundred sturdy men as sturdy as a hill locked underneath, but their eyes looked a little dull, like the framework of two black holes.

After listening to Yun Wanli's introduction, Ruan Zhikun was a little angry: "Yun Wanli, you brute, you treat a hundred clansmen like this, you are not worthy of being the patriarch." ”

Yun Wanli didn't have any anger on his face, but was a little excited: "These are the dependents of my unification of the world, I can't watch the clansmen continue to be silent, great ancestor, your children and grandchildren will complete the feat that they have never achieved in their previous lives and unify Shenzhou." ”

"What if I don't want to?" Ruan Zhikun calmed down a lot at this time, looking at the hundred clansmen underground, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body.

"You didn't have a choice, do you remember the original agreement?" Yun Wanli's eyes seemed to be shining red.

"Remember, you saved my son's life, and my life is at your disposal. ”

"Very good, very good, worthy of being the first master of the three thousand red dust. Yun Wanli clapped his hands and laughed.

"But you are no longer the same person you used to be, and now you have become cruel and murderous, and you have no humanity. ”

"Are you still you now? Where are you who used to be afraid of heaven and earth, but now you are so greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

There was a sudden silence in the chamber, so silent that even the sound of dust falling could be heard.

Ruan Zhikun's face was uncertain, and it was a little difficult to make a choice for a while. Time passed in silence, and before you knew it, it was dark, and the boundless darkness took over the place, and neither of them seemed to move, just sat quietly.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning entered the secret room through the panes, Ruan Zhikun's closed eyes suddenly opened, "Do you really want to do this?"

Yun Wanli's eyes were resolute, and he nodded heavily: "Yes, only by doing this can we rejuvenate our clan and dominate the world of Shenzhou." ”

Ruan Zhikun was driven out by the clansmen at the beginning, and fifteen years later he returned to Hongchen 3000, but no one else knew except Yun Wanli, all this was because of an agreement at the beginning.

Today is the day he fulfills his promise.

"Okay, I'm willing, willing to dedicate my life and blood to the clan, the life and death of a dignified man, and other idle matters, but my son Qingyun is the most reassuring, he has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he finally grew up, and learned the Tao in Xiongjian Mountain, I am very comforted, but this son is stubborn, if I am not there, I will meet a ruthless person, and he will naturally suffer, if I meet in the future, please also ask the patriarch to take care of one or two. Ruan Zhikun felt a lot relieved when he thought of his son, and he felt a little guilty for not accompanying him on the road of life.

Yun Wanli nodded, with a hint of joy on his face, "Brother Ruan's entrustment, Yun Mou will definitely do it." ”

I didn't see how Yun Wanli moved, and a turbid yellow pill had already fallen in his hand and was handed to Ruan Zhikun.

Receiving the pill handed by Yun Wanli, Ruan Zhikun's heart was somewhat sour, his former elegance was gone, his former spirit was gone, and he seemed to be much older at this moment.

With a squeak, the door opened and closed again, and Ruan Zhikun was still alone in the secret room.

Walking out of the secret room, Yun Wanli seemed to be in a good mood, the blue sky and white clouds, the city and pavilions, all in sight, even the moat in front of Longyang City seemed to be glowing with a blue light.