Song Jixin stood on the top of the mountain, with a wide field of vision, staying in Mud Bottle Lane for so many years, it seems that there are mud walls everywhere he looks, the young man likes this feeling at the moment, climbing high and looking into the distance, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, all under his feet.

Song Changjing gathered the noble but old fox Qiu, this vassal king was surprisingly interested in talking today, and stretched out his hand to point to a high mountain in the west, "That mountain is called Phiyun Mountain, and it is possible that it will be enshrined as one of the top ten righteous mountains outside the five mountains by Da Li in the future, according to the old rules left by the ancestors, there will be a mountain god who is in the forefront of the spectrum, and can shape the statue of the golden god, be dignified, enjoy the incense in the world, and suppress the luck of a place for Da Li, so as not to be scattered elsewhere, so as not to make wedding clothes for neighboring countries." The people of the town can only stand on the top of Piyun Mountain, it is possible to see the Longtou Mountain under our feet, because the Longtou Mountain is supported by a large array, and the ordinary naked eye can not see the situation of this place, which is also a chance, according to the secret records of the government office, there are several people in history who have climbed the Longtou Mountain and successfully walked out of this world. ”

Song Jixin asked, "Then are these people all getting ahead?

Song Changjing said with a smile: "There are two who mix well in Da Li, only 30 years apart, one article and one martial arts, known as Da Li Shuangbi by later generations, the one of Wen, the one who died and the one who was Wu, won the hereditary ancestor of the Shangzhu Kingdom for the descendants, although the king has a very poor impression of the descendants of the two, but the two families and the incense of Da Li, the king pinched his nose and had to admit it, after all, if they didn't join forces to turn the tide, the Song family of Da Li couldn't survive the difficulty. ”

Song Jixin felt the breeze blowing on the top of the mountain, and had a feeling of feathering and soaring, and asked, "What about the others?"

Song Changjing exhaled lightly, becoming more and more refreshed, and suppressed the sea of qi in his body that was about to move, as if he forcibly pressed a rising sun with one hand, Song Changjing was extremely sure at this moment, as long as he stepped out of that gate, he would immediately enter the tenth realm, known as the tenth realm of the end of martial arts!

All the qi cultivators under the upper five realms had almost no chance of winning against a great master who had reached the top of the martial arts, only the result of being crushed and killed.

Song Changjing calmed down and gave the young man a not-so-warm truth: "Dead." This king once slaughtered one with his own hands, at that time this king was only a martial artist of the Seven Realms, that person was still a relatively tricky sword cultivator, and his life was at the peak, that time this king and he chased each other, traveled seven or eight hundred miles, and finally in a small place called White Fox Pass on the southern border of Dali, he was finally caught up by this king, and after breaking all his body magic weapons and natal flying swords, this king twisted his neck. There is no way, if you refuse to be used by Da Li, there is only this end. The Song family has always treated qi practitioners well, but the premise is that these qi practitioners must work hard for the Song family, even if it is just for show. ”

In the second half of that fight, Song Changjing entered the eighth realm.

Song Jixin was not interested in the legendary experience of this uncle of the vassal king, but asked curiously: "Is it the higher price of other dynasties?" that made them not hesitate to defect from Dali?"

Song Changjing said with a smile: "Before that sword cultivator, most of them were like this. Dali is located in a remote area, the people are fierce, it is the country of martial arts, martial arts geniuses, not worth anything at all, but the crepe crepe soft lying on the ground of the practitioners, rare, so every few births, the successive emperors of Dali are eager to be the Bodhisattva to worship, when today's son, well, that is, the imperial brother, of course, is no exception, once the sword cultivator entered the palace to meet the imperial brother, carrying the sword and walking, the nostrils to the sky, very underwhelming, he just happened to get a talisman treasure in his hand, up and down the court, like the sun, so after seeing the king, he didn't even say hello, that's it。 ”

Song Jixin asked, "And then?"

Song Changjing glanced at his nephew with the eyes of an idiot, "Then won't you die?"

Song Jixin's face was full of incredulity, "Uncle, because people didn't greet you, you killed a great monk who can be called the pillar of the country?"

Song Changjing said indifferently: "Some people, you can't get used to him." ”

Song Jixin's eyes were suspicious, as if he couldn't understand how such an unruly and disregarding the overall situation of the big Li royal family survived to this day.

Song Changjing said with a smile: "You may not know one thing, that is, in the entire Dongbao Aquarius Continent, there is only one dynasty of qi practitioners, no matter what background and what backer, they must go to the border battlefield for the emperor to serve hard, and fight for three years, if the war achievements are insufficient, continue to stay at the border and drink the northwest wind, until you have saved enough to go home and enjoy happiness." ”

Song Jixin was even more puzzled, "Uncle, didn't you just say that Da Li admires qi cultivators the most? Why is there such a rule? Take a step back and say, Da Li is not afraid that these people will die on the battlefield?"

Song Changjing laughed and said: "This unwritten rule was made after this king mastered the military power. ”

Song Jixin said suddenly: "Is that sword cultivator unwilling to go to the battlefield and ruined your face?

Song Changjing shook his head and said: "That sword cultivator joined the border when he was young, and he has accumulated enough military exploits in just one year, and his reputation in Dali is quite good. ”

Song Jixin was annoyed and said angrily: "Then why?!Is it to be jealous with you, or to commit the taboo of the Song family, or to secretly collaborate with the enemy and commit treason?"

Song Changjing's answer was very simple, "Although monks and martial artists are people on two paths, the former is indeed more ...... Well, in the words of the embroidered tiger, it is even more golden. Even if the tenth realm of martial arts has come to an end, but the qi practitioner still has the upper five realms to climb, the difference between the two is indeed not small, if you take out the most top-notch of the two, the upper five realms of the qi practitioner, just like standing on the top of the mountain here, this king of martial arts, but can only stand on the top of the mountain of Phiyun Mountain, of course, the martial arts stop master, with eleven, The monks of the Twelve Realms are not without fighting, but in the final analysis, in the eyes of secular people, martial artists are the old men who can only fight and kill, and they want to be dwarf monks, so when they met in the palace, although he didn't say hello to this king, he deliberately squinted at me, the corners of his mouth turned up, very provocative, this king wanted to teach him to be a man. ”

Song Jixin was stunned.

Teach people to be people, so why don't you leave a way for others to live, do you have to break people's necks?

Song Changjing didn't want to talk about the dead man anymore, "Don't you really want to know, that middle-aged man who is fighting with me for life and death?"

Song Jixin subconsciously swallowed his saliva and did not speak.

Although the three carriages went first, but the two people behind the hard collision, the sky was dark, one of which Song Changjing fell from the sky, smashed a big pit more than ten zhang away from the carriage, and then there was another time, Song Changjing was still colored, when the young man had climbed to the roof of the car, and saw with his own eyes that the strong man with the momentum like a land dragon was smashed into a small hill by Song Changjing's punch, and the dust sputtered up was extremely spectacular.

Inhuman.

This was the only impression of the teenager at that time.

In fact, Song Changjing and the man who came out of nowhere were not immortal at all, as if they were fists to the flesh, and from beginning to end, they seemed to be exchanging injuries for injuries and life for life!

Song Changjing suddenly rubbed the young man's head, and his voice was unprecedentedly warm, "The imperial brother has great ambitions, and when the Great Sui Emperor was still only staring at Da Li, he had already seen the southernmost Old Dragon City in Dongbao Aquarius. Aren't you surprised why, this king is not only the prince of Da Li's descendants, but also the vassal king who controls the military power of a country, and his prestige in the army and the people is unparalleled, but he can still be a brother and a brother with your father?"

Song Jixin smiled and said slyly: "Uncle, you can say it if you want to." ”

Song Changjing withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice: "Because the only thing this king wants is to see the martial arts scenery above the end, only when I go there, I Song Changjing will not be in vain in this life." ”

At this moment, there seemed to be a torrent in the young man's heart, and he asked in a trembling voice: "If I am single-minded, can I have the height of your uncle today?"

Song Changjing shook his head and smiled: "You, if you practice martial arts, you will die in the eighth realm, and you have no future, it is better to be a qi practitioner obediently, and your achievements will definitely be higher." ”

Song Jixin was a little unconvinced, "Why can I only go to the eighth realm of martial arts?"

Song Changjing smiled playfully: "Can only?"

Song Jixin blushed a little.

Song Changjing didn't care about the height of the sky, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and said slowly: "Practicing qi, it is a business that relies on God to appreciate food, whether it is good or not, it is very important, today I bumped into a chance here, and tomorrow I will pick up a magic weapon there, and the day after tomorrow I accidentally met a hidden immortal, and the day after tomorrow I looked at the scenery, maybe I will be enlightened, as if I can increase my cultivation by doing anything." As for us martial arts people, it's very different, there are no shortcuts, we can only rely on stepping out step by step, it's very boring. ”

Song Jixin was in a complicated mood and a little lost.

Song Changjing no longer paid attention to the nephew, turned around and walked to the carriage, and after seeing the girl's back out of the corner of his eye, he hesitated, walked to her side, and looked up at the gate with her.

Song Changjing said to himself: "The qi of the true dragon condenses into a pearl. The dragons in the world are all precious to pearls, just like the monk's natal god. ”

The maidservant didn't turn her head, but she showed a hint of nervousness.

Song Changjing said with a smile: "For the four words written on the plaque of the covered bridge, the price paid by my Dali is too great for outsiders to imagine. Why do we need water to rise? I don't hope that when Jiaolong walks the river, it will be unimpeded. This king, in fact, he doesn't care about these, everything is just the will of your young master and his ruthless father, after you get out of this small cave, it is estimated that except for the embroidered tiger in the capital, no one will be able to point fingers at you. ”

Song Changjing turned his head and looked at the girl's side face, "Although you and the nephew of this king are linked to each other, and share honor and disgrace, but you should not be too pampered and arrogant, don't let this king have the idea of making a move, well, for the sake of Da Li Jiangshan and his nephew Song Jixin's face, this king can make an exception and give you two chances to find death, just to meet the old saying that things are only three." ”

The girl suddenly became angry, turned around first, then took two steps back, and stared fiercely at the great Li vassal king who made her feel terrified, "I am not a human being in the first place, but you want to restrain me by the rules of the world, who is unreasonable?

Song Changjing smiled happily: "Don't get me wrong, this king will never be harsh on you in small things, on the contrary, this king is your biggest talisman." ”

Song Changjing stared at the girl, she had a pair of treacherous eyes that glowed with gold, and he finally said: "After that fight, this king and you are actually allies in the same boat. Remember this sentence, especially in the future, when you are qualified to make a big decision. ”

Song Changjing turned around and left.

Next to the carriage, a middle-aged coachman who was full of rough atmosphere on the battlefield looked at the dazzling snow-white fox fur on the king of the Dali domain, and couldn't help it, so he smiled and said: "Lord, when will you get a new fox fur, how many years have you been, the prince is not tired of dressing, but we are tired of looking at it." ”

Song Changjing boarded the carriage, bent down and lifted the curtain, and angrily left a sentence: "Let's talk about the Great Sui." ”

The horseman who drove laughed heartily, and in the face of this powerful vassal king who was above 10,000 people under one person, he was not at all restrained.

Song Changjing's career in the horse for 20 years, although he is said to be a general, it is impossible to take the lead in every war, and he is more in the big tent to strategize, but the border of Dali is full of gunsmoke, and every time he fights to the death, Song Changjing will inevitably fall into battle in person. The dignified vassal king, the usual life, never drunk and beautiful women, can almost be described as "no foreign objects".

After Song Changjing sat in the carriage, he sat cross-legged and frowned: "That person wants this king to leave Lizhu Cave Heaven, there is no need to rush to the capital, 'you might as well wait at the foot of the mountain, look up', what are you waiting for?

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Song Jixin and the maidservant Zhigui also entered the carriage, and the carriage was ready to leave through the gate.

Song Jixin found Zhigui huddled in the corner, shivering, and he said worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Zhigui said in a trembling voice, "I can feel that there are countless terrible things on the other side of the door. ”

Song Jixin smiled and comforted: "With my uncle here, what are you afraid of? Don't be afraid, he can withstand the sky falling." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhigui became more and more panicked, shrank in the corner, and cried: "Even if it is him, he can't carry it!"

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The largest restaurant in the town has a rare customer.

A teacher with frosty white temples asked for a pot of wine and a few plates of snacks to drink, and drank it himself, so quickly.

It turns out that today's school teacher did not teach.

One by one, the school children went home happily.

When he finished his last glass of wine and ate his last bite of food, he gently lowered his chopsticks.

After a snap.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are silent, and everything is still.

This heaven and earth shattered in an instant.

At this moment, the immortals on the mountain of the entire East Aquarius Continent, and the mortals under the mountain, all looked up involuntarily.

But the next moment, it seemed that there was an immortal who was still above the immortals, and with the great magical power of changing the sky, he covered the scene of the entire Lizhu Cave Heaven.

High in the north of Dongbao Aquarius, the sea of clouds rolls and sags slowly.

There was a person who was snow-white, with big sleeves fluttering, and his height seemed to be unknown, sitting in a precarious position, with a broken bead the size of his palm suspended in front of him.

This person's law is huge, as if he used a Dongbao Aquarius as a private school.

Above the boundless sea of clouds, there were majestic voices that exploded like thunder in the sky.

"Qi Jingchun, you are presumptuous!"

"It's a big rebellion!"

"Turn back to the shore!"

The scholar stared down at the bead, slowly retracted his gaze, and finally raised his head and said loudly: "The Heavenly Dao counterattack accumulated in the town for three thousand years, I Qi Jingchun will pick it up on my shoulder!"