Winter is full of snow and less thunder.

On this day, the entire Kunlun Mountain was thundering.

Several yellow thunders, as thick as a hill, poured down from the sky, and the radius was as bright as day. The clouds were golden, as if the sky was full of gold.

The thunder roared, and all fell on the peak.

Ye Junlin sat up in the thunder and stared at the air in surprise. Suddenly, a thunder dragon coiled down, straight into Ye Junlin's sea of knowledge.

Ye Junlin's heart was relaxed and happy, and the qi in his chest was like thunder and python swimming: the acupuncture thunder, the meridians exploded, the flesh and blood exploded, and the soul exploded

The forehead was red, and a vertical mark appeared out of thin air.

Several thunder dragons rose into the air, hovering beside Ye Junlin, and then roared and soared into the sky.

Several eyes wandered around, wandered for several miles, and finally landed on Ye Junlin.

"This son has already achieved wings, and it is difficult to get rid of it. "The 'Ghost Venerable' sighed lightly, and suddenly became a few points old

There was a night of thunder, the sky was getting better, and the weather on the mountain was fresh.

Ye Junlin, who was covered in golden light, was carried back to the hut by Hu Jinming, and in the center of his forehead, a red date mark was erected upside down, like an eye.

Zhao Chongshan's lifelong cultivation, with the help of the power of thunder, was all instilled in Ye Junlin. Whether it was the cultivation of qi or the 'law of supernatural powers', they all poured into Ye Junlin's sea of knowledge.

The colorful Xuanguang shines, and Ye Junlin cultivates to go straight to the 'Xuanhuang'.

In a coma, Ye Junlin dreamed that the Qingxiao Spirit Domain was black and airy, and hundreds of millions of living beings knelt in front of him, prostrating and praying again and again. A sword flew from the east, he held it in his hand, and seventeen pillars of luck rose into the air

Ye Junlin woke up with a splitting headache, sat up staggeringly, picked up the bamboo kettle from the bedside and drank a sip of spring water. When I drank the cold water in one gulp, the headache was weakened, and I was immediately refreshed.

Looking back, he glimpsed the giant sword lying horizontally, stretched out his hand to hold it, the sword body trembled, and the sound of Jin Shi was startled. Looking carefully, I realized that the Xuan Qi in my body was circulating, and the hundreds of bones were moistened, and it seemed that there was endless strength.

His eyes gathered, and the red date-colored vertical mark on his forehead bloomed with a golden light. Even if you close your eyes, you can see the wind and grass in a radius of hundreds of miles, but you know it in your chest.

Ye Junlin was amazed.

The door opened, Wei Wuji and Lao Wu stood side by side, Lao Wu smiled and patted Ye Junlin's shoulder: "We can go down the mountain." ”

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the archway of 'Kunlun Dangxing' stands straight, like a hill.

Zhao Chongshan, Hu Jinming and other Kunlun people bowed to each other.

The old man in charge of the sect outputs most of his luck, but he looks like he looks as usual, but Hu Jinming knows very well that his senior brother is already in the twilight of his return, and it will only be two or three years at most.

The old Taoist priest smiled at Ye Junlin, without any sluggish and decadent look. Hu Jinming was silent, holding his cheeks and looking at the distant mountains in a daze.

Ye Junlin knelt down on half a knee, kowtowed to Zhao Chongshan, and repeatedly kowtowed.

Zhao Chongshan smiled and leaned over to help Ye Junlin: "As long as His Royal Highness King Wei can save hundreds of millions of living beings in Qingxiao, what is the old Tao's cultivation." ”

Hu Jinming's tears rained down

One hundred 'Lin' word camp, galloped into Jinyang, and the people in the city consciously dispersed.

After half a year of farewell, Ye Junlin was stunned when he saw this prosperous atmosphere again. After seeing the barren land of Shu, Ye Junlin always cares about people's livelihood.

The wind rose in front of the hall, and several feathered arrows pierced straight in.

Wei Wuji drew his sword and stood up, but was stopped by Lao Wu waving his hand.

Ye Junlin held his breath and condensed, the qi machine in his chest exploded, and the colorful Xuanguang shone up, like a golden dragon phantom, shining behind Ye Junlin, proud of the common people.

The powerful impact force shook the feather arrows that stabbed straight out of the way.

The 'Heavenly Eye' on Ye Junlin's forehead opened, and the surrounding qi turned around, taking in the panoramic view.

In a certain restaurant, three middle-aged assassins hurriedly put away their crossbow arrows, pretending to be ordinary, and prepared to escape.

Ye Junlin raised his hand and pointed at him: "Catch them." ”

A small team of 'Lin' word camp, turned over and dismounted, the 'Jin King Sword' was instantly unsheathed, and the three assassins were taken down by ten elites as soon as they left the restaurant.

"My lord, we have been wronged!"

The middle-aged man at the head pretended to be extremely innocent.

"Go and explain to Zhang Yi. ”

Wei Wuji smiled, waved his hand, and motioned for the soldier to take it down.

When the three Assassins heard this, their faces turned earthy.

"It seems that Third Brother Zhang's power is really famous in the world!" Ye Junlin laughed.

'Three Jin World', King Fan Yue Ran smiled and waited for Ye Junlin. Qi Jianxin, Zhang Yi, Li Kui, Ning Kunlun, and Liang Bufan sat in His Royal Highness.

I haven't seen him for half a year, and Liang Bufan's cultivation can also be described as 'advancing by leaps and bounds'. Under the guidance of Ning Kunlun, Liang Bufan once again advanced to the 'Xuanwang Realm', and Ning Kunlun's halberd method also learned seven, seven, eight, eight.

All the generals were happy, but a trace of resentment flashed on Qi Jianxin's face.

At the beginning of the new year, the entire Jinyang City is very lively.

Ye Junlin and Liang Bufan strolled on the streets of Jinyang, and the pedestrians around them were far away.

Liang Bufan has already been 'famous' at this time, and the reputation of Liang Bufan's 'great gentleman' is known to everyone in the entire Jin Kingdom.

Liang Bufan smiled at Ye Junlin, with a hint of apology in his smile.

Ye Junlin patted him on the shoulder, and didn't say much, just said: "Don't bully the poor." ”

Liang Bufan nodded as if he didn't understand

On the ninth floor of the 'Lotus Pond Moonlight', Fan Yueran and Ye Junlin sat facing each other, and on the table in front of them, there was an invitation card. Ye Junlin was curious, reached out to take it, and slowly opened it.

The graceful and luxurious rhetoric on the invitation made Ye Junlin a little confused, Ye Junlin turned his head and looked at Fan Jun rather blankly.

Fan Jun smiled, and Mance explained in an orderly manner: "This is an invitation from the King of Chu, let's send someone to participate in the trial of the 'Tomb of Emperor Wu'." ”

"'Mausoleum of Emperor Wu'?" Ye Junlin's voice rose an octave.

"You also know the 'Tomb of Emperor Wu'?" Fan Jun asked.

"I don't know. Ye Junlin shook his head.

Under Fan Jun's explanation, Ye Junlin finally figured out that this mausoleum that had made him 'think about it for a long time': on the Qingxiao Spiritual Domain, there was a saint named 'Emperor Wu'. In the 90,000-year history of Qingxiao, there is only such a 'Xuansheng Level' master. But just when this master was in his prime, he suddenly fell for some reason.

After the death of the 'Emperor Wu', the soul was not dispersed, and it became a mausoleum by itself, and the treasures of his life were cultivated, all of which were treasured here.

The 'Mausoleum of Emperor Wu' is opened once every ten years, and anyone under the age of twenty-five on the Qingxiao Spirit Realm can enter. What the chance, each has a destiny, but as long as the people who can gain something from it, they will all become masters of the Qingxiao Spiritual Domain after returning.

For example, the first sword master of the 'Lingering Sword Pavilion', and for another example, the 'Killing God' Bai Qi.

Understanding the reason, Ye Junlin bowed slightly.

"I have decided to let you go to the 'Mausoleum of Emperor Wu' as the leader of the Jin Kingdom. ”

Ye Junlin smiled and said confidently: "Of course." ”