When Emperor Dali stepped on the highest step and stepped into the high platform, his figure disappeared immediately.

Originally, it was only the size of the farmer's drying field, from the position where Song Changjing and the two celebrant supervisors stood in the Da Mink Temple, looking up from afar, it should be empty, there was nothing, the man in the gown who could be placed in it, as far as the field of vision could see, but it was an abrupt high-rise building as high as ten zhang, not the wooden building that can be seen everywhere in the capital of Dali, but the white jade that cost countless amounts, carved and built, the plaque was hung on the ground floor, and the three golden characters of "Bai Yujing" were written on it.

The door of the high-rise building slowly opened by itself, and the emperor walked into it, only to see a snow-white electric light frantically lingering in the big sword suspended in it, and the entire floor was full of wisps of wandering electric light, the emperor ignored the electric light that was pregnant with fierce sword intent, strode forward, and went to the stairs.

The second floor is also a similar scene, only a flying sword hovers in the center, but it is different from the wide sword body of the flying sword on the first floor, where the flying sword body presents a crystal clear green color, the sword body is slender like a willow leaf in early spring, and the green water in the building is like a stream flowing slowly, rippling slightly.

Emperor Dali continued to climb the building, at first glance, compared with the stunning scene on the bottom two floors, the third floor is no different, there is neither an amazing flying sword hovering, nor a bizarre sword environment, but the man who kept serving the man before stopped on this floor, squinted his eyes and looked around carefully, and said with a low smile that he found you, walked to the wall not far away, leaned forward slightly, and in his sight, a pocket flying sword like an embroidery needle appeared, but such a small flying sword was even equipped with a gray and white scabbard, engraved with the word "pillar".

This inconspicuous gadget has an exaggerated name.

On the fourth floor is a simple long sword with a sword body full of talismans, and on the fifth floor is a big sword that is unbelievably large, the same height as the man of Da Li, and the word Zhenyu is written.

Emperor Dali ascended the stairs in turn, and finally came to the tenth floor before stopping, there was an old man and two young standing in the building, the old man had a dark face, wrinkled skin, a tall figure, dressed in white, wearing a high crown, a pair of deep eyes, there was constantly a rapid flow of purple qi visible to the naked eye.

A pair of young men and girls beside the old man turned out to be the master and servant of the mud bottle lane in the small town of Lizhu Dongtian, Song Jixin and the maidservant Zhigui. The only fly in the ointment is that the young man has an earthy yellow four-legged snake lying on his shoulder, which is a bit of a big scenery, but fortunately, under a closer look, its forehead is raised, and it is grandiose.

The girl seems to be more than an inch taller than when she was in Mud Bottle Lane, her face is better, and her whole person is radiant, giving people a mysterious feeling of a long drought and cold rain.

The old man was standing at the window on the tenth floor at this time, stretching out his hand to point to a certain place in the capital, teaching the young man to solve his doubts. Finding the arrival of Emperor Da Li, the old man just nodded in greeting. Emperor Dali didn't care about this at all, walked to Song Jixin's side, and wanted to touch the head of a young man, but the young man turned sideways silently, dodging the palm, Emperor Dali's face was as usual, and after withdrawing his hand, he asked with a smile: "Song Mu, it's been a while since I followed Mr. Lu to learn the art of looking at qi, have you ever found out where the eye of our Dali Capital Mountains and Rivers Great Array is?"

The young man's face was indifferent, and there was a sense of alienation in his stiff tone: "I haven't found it yet." ”

The old man Gao Guan said with a smile: "It's a good way, how can it be so easy to enter the house, but Song Mu is already outstanding, not inferior to the young handsome people of other continents, the key is that Song Mu has a lot of stamina, because he is proficient in arithmetic and derivation, learning anything can get twice the result with half the effort." Upstairs, Luan Juzi is so visionary, he still has good words for Song Mu, praising him as 'Hu Lianye'. ”

Emperor Dali laughed, "My son." ”

The maidservant took a few steps back quietly, wrinkled her nose, and sniffed.

Emperor Dali turned his head and scolded with a smile: "You little thief, you're really welcome. ”

The girl looked dazed and innocent, the man stretched out his hand and pointed at her, and quipped: "It's not difficult to borrow and repay, but don't just go in and out, be careful I send you back to the lock dragon well, besides, there is a well in Changchun Palace, the closest immortal sect to the capital, and you will be asked to move there when the time comes." ”

A joke from the man in the costume made Zhi Gui's face pale, and he quickly opened his mouth slightly, exhaling a trace of golden gas, these ethereal breaths like golden snakes quickly attached to the dragon pattern of the man in the costume man, like a fish in water, swimming happily in the silk thread of the gorgeous dragon robe, the dragon robe trembled slightly, flashing with bursts of brilliance, and the sea cliff at the hem of the dragon robe really stirred up a little splash.

Emperor Da Li laughed and said, "You are so daring, why did you dare to lose your temper with Mr. Qi again and again?"

The girl's face was gloomy, and she moved to another window, looking all the way south, leaving the tall building, leaving the palace, leaving the capital, trying to see the distant southern hometown.

She didn't like it very much, this Dali capital city called Thang Long City.

Emperor Da Li restrained his smile and asked the old man, "Giant Luan is really sure that he will build this Bai Yujing on the thirteenth floor. ”

The old man in white who was dressed in a fairy aura said in a deep voice: "If it weren't for that, what would he Luan Changye do when he came to Dali." ”

The man nodded, propped his hands on the windowsill, looked at the prosperous capital, and laughed at himself: "That's good, although I am recognized by the government and the opposition as a thrifty man, and I have been privately ridiculed by so many monarchs and emperors in Dongbao Aquarius as a diligent and thrifty housekeeper, but there are some places to spend money, I am indeed willing to smash pots and sell iron." ”

The old man smiled knowingly and said with emotion: "After hundreds of years of diligence, the income of the Dali Song clan operating the Lizhu Cave Heaven is now all smashed in this white jade capital, if this is still stingy, Dongbao Aquarius will not be able to find a second generous monarch." ”

Emperor Da Li asked: "Although it is very uneasy, I still want to confirm with Mr. Lu one last time, as long as it is in the area north of the Guanhu Academy in Dongbao Aquarius, against a tenth-floor monk who dares to be hostile to Da Li, this building only needs to sacrifice ten swords, eleventh floor monk, eleven swords, twelfth-floor monk, all twelve swords fly out of the building, and the same can be instantly killed thousands of miles away?!"

The old man surnamed Lu said arrogantly: "It's just a small Dongbao Aquarius, there is no accident!"

The old man added: "Looking at the weather, coupled with the summary of espionage reports from all parties, the man with the knife must be a qi practitioner who went up to the fifth floor, the eleventh floor is mostly likely, and the twelfth floor is not impossible." In the end, it is still too far away, and the man deliberately hides his qi, whether it is my astrological calculations or the distant view of the rivers and mountains in the palm of his hand, it is still a little vague. ”

The old man waved his sleeves lightly and casually, and said with a smile: "But I said it in advance, at present, Bai Yujing has a total of twelve floors, and there is a flying sword on the first floor, although the magic power is vast and the killing power is endless, which is enough to deter the qi practitioners of a continent, but every time the flying sword goes out of the building, it is a huge cost, even if Da Li has just annexed the Lu Dynasty in the north of Fujia, once all the twelve swords are sacrificed at one time, within twenty years, if you want to do it again, it is still beyond your strength, unless Your Majesty is willing to bear the price of the destruction of the flying sword." ”

The man in the suit nodded, knowing it.

Song Jixin suddenly asked, "At present, Luan Juzi has not yet built the thirteenth floor of Bai Yujing. That uninvited guest who provoked Da Li, if it was a Thirteen Realm cultivator, what should I do?"

The man in the gown smiled and did not speak.

The old man surnamed Lu laughed loudly and explained softly: "The Qi Practitioner of the Thirteen Realms, the largest continent in the world, my hometown of someone Lu, is also a rare existence, not to mention ...... The secret of heaven must not be revealed, and if you don't say it, you won't say it. You just need to know that it is Ruan Qiong, the Fengxue Temple on the eleventh floor, is enough to start a sect, the word Zong, is a very weighty statement, only the monks of the Five Realms can be called a certain sect, otherwise even if they transgress the etiquette system, the old guys who pay the most attention to the rules in Confucianism will be so angry that they will blow their beards and stare at them. ”

Emperor Dali said slowly: "Although Ruan Qiong's temper is not very good, he acts decisively, and is a little unkind, which has caused a lot of criticism from the local immortal family of Dali, but this person's temperament is very much of my Dali's appetite, I am naturally willing to treat each other with courtesy, such a monk, not only do I Dali not refuse to come, but I, as the lord of Dali, am even willing to sit on an equal footing with them." Besides, the simple truth of buying horse bones for a thousand dollars, as long as you are a person who sits on the dragon chair, you will understand. ”

Song Jixin still didn't give up, stubborn, "What if it's a Qi practitioner of the Thirteen Realms?"

The high-crowned old man shook his head with a smile.

The upper five realms, the two topmost realms, have long been lost, so the thirteen realms are the biggest and highest legends in the world.

It is not found in any of the secret documents of the secular dynasty, that is, the mountain immortal family at the head of the sect, and it is also secretive about it.

The old man surnamed Lu, because he was born in the world's top millennium gate, is a disciple of the high sect of the continent, and was once a cultivator with high hopes, so he can accumulate together through the fragmentary words of the elders, and barely piece together some inside stories, which should not be too far from the truth.

The Flying Ascension Realm in the Upper Five Realms is already the pinnacle of the "world", just like the tenth realm of pure martial arts, it is the real end, and there is no trace of the road ahead to walk. And once you enter this realm, you will be detected by the ethereal Heavenly Dao, and you will be judged to be a thief who has stolen the foundation of heaven and earth. Therefore, the qi cultivators of this realm, compared to the immortals and saints in the eyes of the world, and those cultivators of the Ten Realms, are even more hidden, otherwise they will be forced to soar.

As for where the ascension will go, and how the physical body and soul will be placed at that time, the old man surnamed Lu doesn't know at all, he just guesses privately, and maybe he has something to do with the already collapsed Shinto.

Emperor Dali bowed his head slightly, looked at the still childish young face, and asked rhetorically, "What if?"

The boy nodded, "Yes!"

Emperor Da Li retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "If you really get hit by your kid's crow's mouth, it doesn't matter." ”

The young man sneered out loud unabashedly, obeying the man's words, the young man didn't take it seriously at all, even if this man was the Ninety-Five Emperor of the vast Dali, the monarch of the largest dynasty in the northern part of Dongbao Aquarius, and was regarded by countless people as a careerist with the ambition to go south, but the young man is now embarking on the road of cultivation, and the two seniors around him are the top qi practitioners in the world, and he has also obtained Bai Yujing's great opportunity smoothly, so the young man is more and more aware of the huge deterrent power of a Qi practitioner of the Thirteen Realms for one country and one sect.

Emperor Da Li's eyes were soft, still staring at the young man, and said softly: "My Da Li Dynasty, the emperors of the past dynasties, it is precisely by this chance that I can go from a small vassal country of the Lu Dynasty in the past to today, step by step, annexing the Lu Dynasty, not to mention, I will soon attack the Great Sui with the strength of the whole country, and the chance of victory is very great. So I have never been disgusted with this statement, and I have even always told myself that the emperor who is really qualified to be praised as a majestic and strategic emperor in the history books of later generations is to be able to break and crush those that are beneficial to the enemy one by one. At least, at least, but also to be able to withstand this kind of eventuality. ”

The man's expression was calm, "Song Mu, this is the bearing that a male lord and a king of a country should have." ”

The man finally smiled: "Song Yuzhang should have taught you these truths earlier, but he didn't dare." ”

The boy's face was gloomy.

The man ignored the young man's little bit of caution and looked up at the sky, "Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor." I really want to know what kind of majestic the real Bai Yujing in the sky is. ”

The man bent his fingers and lightly tapped the young man's head, the young man couldn't dodge, a little resentful, the man smiled happily, and there were two outsiders present, and said bluntly: "Your mother is optimistic about your brother, but I am more optimistic about you." Tiger poison still does not eat children, it is really the most poisonous woman's heart. ”

The man was a little sad and said to himself: "Evil purple takes Zhu." ”

The man immediately smiled, "That Mr. Qi, I am ashamed, it is Da Li who can't stand him, but you are his disciple, so it's good." ”

The young man held back for a long time, and finally held back a digression, "As the Emperor of Da Li, why don't you call yourself a widow?"

The man gently put his palm on the young man's shoulder, "Da Li has been regarded as a barbarian land for nearly a thousand years, I just hope to use this to introspect myself and let myself not forget this great shame!"

The boy was stunned.

The man withdrew his hand and couldn't help laughing, "Lie to you, I just dislike the word widow is unlucky." ”

The high-crowned old man suddenly said, "It's coming!"

The man asked, "In the face of encirclement and suppression, instead of running away, we are killed?"

The old man's heart was shocked, his eyes widened, he looked out the window to the south, and said in a trembling voice: "Ten realms, eleven realms, twelve realms! It's already the peak of the twelve realms!"

The man's expression was calm, and he instructed the young man, "Song Mu, it's time for you to make a move." ”

Song Jixin took a deep breath, turned around and stood facing the south, pinched his hands with his hands, gritted his teeth, and said: "I, Song Mu, have been ordered by Emperor Dali to order you twelve righteous gods who sit in the mountains and rivers to take the sword!"

The capital of Dali was surging, and this high-rise building instantly soared into the sky.

A sword on the ground floor took the lead in breaking through the air, and the lightning flashed up, and in the capital of Dali, countless people raised their heads in horror to look at the electric light hanging overhead.

A moment later came the flying sword on the second floor.

The third sword on the third floor.

All the way to the twelfth sword.

Half of the flying swords did not go straight south to resist the enemy, but chose to take a detour in the remaining three directions.

Moreover, when the flying sword left the high-rise building, it had become extremely huge, and after leaving the capital, it skyrocketed again. Even the small flying sword that was as small as a willow leaf in the building, after being far away from the capital of Dali for a hundred miles, turned into a huge flying sword that was more than ten zhang long.

With this twelve-storey high-rise building that imitates the white jade capital in the sky, as the starting place, there are gods in all directions to obey the edict, revealing a majestic Dharma body, among which on the top of the southernmost Dali Nanyue, a golden body of up to a hundred zhang is standing on the top of the mountain, raising his arms high, and shouting loudly: "Nanyue is ordered to lead the sword!"

All over the territory of Dali, the remaining eleven gods of mountains and rivers who revealed huge legal appearances caught the flying swords that left the tall buildings, and then stepped into the air, and the volley was dozens of miles away.

Without exception, the spearhead was directed at the Changhong that flew through the sky from south to north.

The golden body of the god of Nanyue took the lead in meeting the enemy.

Bang bang.

The law phase and the flying sword were shattered together.

In the capital, there was an exclamation from the top floor of Bai Yujing, full of doubts and helplessness.

The high-crowned old man muttered, "Impossible, impossible......"

On the tenth floor, the corners of Song Jixin's mouth oozed blood.

Da Li Tianzi frowned.

Only the maidservant Zhigui lay on the windowsill, looking around heartlessly.

The second golden-bodied deity was exactly the same, and it shattered.

Every once in a while, there was a thunderclap that resounded through the territory of Dali.

The young man was already in a bleak state of bleeding from the seven orifices, and his face was hideous, but he was still strengthening himself and his heart was unwavering.

When the sixth sound rang out in the distance.

The old man on the top floor smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid of you." Can't the old man make way for you?"

The other six Golden Body Dharma Figures, which were originally lined up from north to south, began to shift left and right, giving way to the road in the middle.

It seemed that there was something unfinished, and the white rainbow froze slightly, but quickly dispelled the idea of finding trouble with those gods, and continued to move forward.

In the end, this figure crashed headlong into the capital of Dali and landed under the high platform where Bai Yujing was hidden.

Song Changjing, the king of the Great Li Domain, was already oozing sweat from his forehead, but he still stood in front of the man who fell from the sky, blocking the man's way.

Song Changjing quickly smiled, only feeling that if he fought with this person, although he would die without regrets, his life would be in vain!

On the square, a mediocre-looking man stood there, funny, this person still had a bound leg on his calf that was convenient for walking on the mountain road, and he was carrying a broken green bamboo knife in his hand, this man turned his head to look at the head of the capital, and sighed a little puzzled, then he turned his head to look at the vassal king of the ten realms of martial arts, glanced at Song Changjing, nodded slightly, revealed a sense of approval, and finally raised his gaze and looked at the top of the high platform that concealed mysteries.

He threw away the bamboo knife and stomped his foot lightly, and the high-rise Bai Yujing was suddenly forced to show his true face.

He pulled out another narrow knife talisman from his waist, raised his arm at will, pointed the tip of the knife at the tall building, and said loudly: "There are five of them, which one is the Emperor Da Li, I am in a hurry, hurry up and kowtow to admit my mistake! I have dozens of sounds, ten!"

"One!"

The man who jumped directly from ten to one suddenly slashed at the high platform and tall building.