Snow fell from the sky, bit by bit, on the ancient stone monument, which was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the font on it was blurred.

But An Le wiped the snow off the stone tablet, and still saw the two ancient seal characters on it.

Lishan.

With the help of the power of the sword intent Jindan, the emperor stone warriors cast a total of two swords, one sword cut off the sleeve of the Yuanmeng Emperor and left sword marks on his strong physique, and the other sword left the Yuanmeng capital with An Le and Zhao Huangting and appeared at the foot of this foothill.

Towering green and green rows are drawn, and the clouds are covered with snow.

Flying snow fell all over the mountain, making the whole mountain look lifeless, like a large tomb lying in the world, exuding a bone-chilling cold and desolation.

"Senior, are you still there?"

An Le's palm stroked the snow on the stone tablet, and asked softly in his heart.

The bamboo sword hanging from his waist and the green mountain returned to silence, as if there was no longer any brilliance.

His mind moved, and he sank into the bamboo sword and green mountain.

The green hills are faint, and the clouds are shrouded in mist.

An Le's mind appeared on the green mountain stone path, a falling golden rain had long since disappeared, and the heaven and earth returned to dead silence, as if the dead silence that had been floating in the years as always.

The majestic imperial stone figurines are still sitting here, standing, looking out, with a little nostalgia in their eyes.

An Le's voice of inquiry lingered in the entire green mountain space.

The bamboo forest in the mountains shook gently, making the rustling sound of bamboo leaves, which seemed quite quiet, and the tenth stone step went up, and it was gradually shrouded in mist, and it was no longer clear to see.

An Le did not rush to climb the stone steps, he knew that if he wanted to climb the steps, he needed to carry the emperor stone figurines, and the emperor stone figurines would help him cut off the immortal visions that remained on the stone steps.

As for the sword intent golden pill that can revive the predecessors, it also comes from these stone steps, from these immortal visions that have been cut off.

Looking up, the stone steps are dense and endless, and I don't know how many there are.

And the green hills are so high that they are boundless.

Now, he has just stepped on the stone steps of the mountain with the stone figurines on his shoulders.

The road has just begun.

"Want to see the scenery from the top of the mountain?"

A soft voice suddenly floated.

An Le, who thought that the emperor's stone figurines were completely silent, couldn't help but show a touch of surprise in his eyes: "Senior? ”

"The power of the sword intent is too little, Lone can only slash two swords, one sword demonstrates, and the other sword takes you away."

"That alien emperor is not weak, if it weren't for the dragon vein restricting him, it would be difficult to go all out, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble."

The voice was a little ethereal, although he didn't know where it came from, but An Le knew that it was the emperor stone figurine who spoke.

"Thousands of years have passed, but I never thought that today's mountains and rivers in Middle-earth are actually emperors of different races...... Lone never imagined that there would be such a day. ”

In the soft voice, there was a hint of regret.

But it doesn't seem to be a surprise.

"The alien race has always been not weak, they grow up in a harsh environment, so they chase beautiful things, Middle-earth has a great temptation for them, for the strong of the alien race, the Middle Earth protected by the dragon vein, is the place they yearn for."

"Lone once ordered the general to garrison, and there was a demon army to suppress the alien race, but after all, the alien race still ravaged Middle-earth."

The soft voice was like a breeze, and the voice became weaker and weaker.

"Can the seniors still wake up?" An Le asked.

"The power of the sword intent golden pill can allow the lonely to take a look at the mountains and rivers in the world, climb the green mountain and stone path, and withdraw the sword intent of those immortals, and then condense the sword intent golden pill...... However, if you want to continue climbing on the stone path, you will have to wait for you to set foot in the Six Realms. ”

"Six realms to continue walking? It's only the tenth order now......" An Le asked with some confusion.

The stone path is endless, and his cultivation of the Double Five Realms can only climb the tenth step?

Five Realms ...... Is it so worthless?

"If Lone helps you cut the immortal, you can easily climb the mountain, but Lone is now exhausted by the power of the sword intent golden pill, the next level, you have to go by yourself, and the immortal has to be cut by yourself."

"If you want to cut down the next level of immortals, you can do it in the Six Realms, and the green mountain stone path ...... It is not a path for cultivators under the Five Realms. ”

The voice of the emperor stone figurines was fluttering, but there was not the slightest impatience.

When An Le heard this, he was suddenly stunned.

"An Le, get stronger, the alien race is called the emperor in Middle-earth, which really makes Gu very unhappy."

"Lonely, it's hard to be peaceful."

The sound of the emperor's stone figurines became smaller and smaller.

An Le nodded solemnly and said the answer that had been written on the spring scroll.

"Drive out the Tartars and recover Middle-earth, I will try."

It's a promise.

More than just a promise to the Imperial Stone Warriors.

The emperor stone figurines seemed satisfied, and there was a faint sound of a smile wafting around.

The bamboo sea is secluded, fresh and refreshing.

The emperor's stone figurine's voice became lower and lower, almost sleeping, but he still spoke: "An Le, do you know why I sent you to Lishan?" ”

An Le naturally knew some reasons, but it was difficult to speak at the moment.

The emperor stone figurines smiled softly: "The bottom of Lishan Mountain stretches endlessly, leaving the fate of loneliness for you...... However, now you are not capable of taking charge of this fate. ”

"That alien emperor has a very good talent, refining the god forging body to break through the Ten Realms, and even moving forward all the way on the Ten Realms, Lone saw his ambition...... I want to enter the eleventh realm. ”

"But the eleventh realm...... It's too hard, it's too hard......"

"Therefore, this alien emperor gathered the power of the dragon vein of the middle earth, and Lishan ...... Suppressing the last dragon vein...... Now that Lone's will has recovered from the green mountains, the sleeping palace of Lishan is about to open......"

The voice was getting more and more faint in the back, like the sleeping murmur of a sleeping man, and the words became a little choppy.

An Le listened attentively.

The emperor's stone figurines brought him here, naturally not for nothing.

As for what the purpose is, Anle doesn't know for the time being.

When the stone figurines fell completely silent, falling back into a deep sleep as they had at the beginning, An Le knew that if he wanted to awaken this peerless existence thousands of years ago again, he might ...... He had to wait until he set foot in the Six Realms and slashed the immortals on the eleventh order before he had a chance to communicate again.

The mind withdrew from the space inside the Aoyama Sword Weapon.

Outside, the wind and snow are still there.

An Le's palm still fell on the "Lishan" stele, looking at this ancient stele, vaguely, it seemed to feel the pulse of the stele when touching......

It's like a pulse that spreads from the depths of the earth all the way to the stone monument.

Airplanes......

In the bamboo sword green mountain, a sword qi suddenly burst out, cutting a faint crack on the stone tablet, as for the sword qi, the moment it was cut on the stone tablet, it had disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Huangting sat in the snow, he was very old at the moment, but his face was very calm.

He looked at An Le in a complicated way, looking at this Lishan Mountain.

Zhao Huangting walked all over the land of Middle-earth, and even if he didn't have this marked stone monument, he could know what kind of place this mountain was.

Lishan ...... Ten thousand years ago, the famous emperor buried his bones.

Is it a coincidence?

The will to awaken in the green mountains, with peace...... He came to his own grave.

Even if such a strong person is still remembered?

Or rather, after thousands of years, that one exists...... And the chance to wake up and truly watch the mountains and rivers of the world?

Zhao Huangting felt a little cold, he who had lost his cultivation, he only felt the cold between heaven and earth, eroding his body all the time, and he felt that life was passing very clearly.

When the fire of nirvana is burned out, it is naturally death.

Zhao Huangting had been prepared for a long time, he once thought that he would die in the capital of Yuanmeng and would end up in a very miserable end.

Perhaps, the head was cut off and the body was hung from the tower for public display......

However, he still set foot in the capital without regrets, and fought with Emperor Yuanmeng with all his might, without reservation, leaving no way for himself to retreat.

is a person who is going to die, what is there to leave a way out.

"This is the underground sleeping palace where the emperor sleeps, rumor has it...... Hiding the opportunity to impact the eleventh realm, over the past ten thousand years, many strong people have tried to enter, but they all failed. ”

"The ...... Bringing you here may have left you with a chance to set foot in the dormitory? ”

Zhao Huangting took a breath with some difficulty in the wind and snow, and the cold air penetrated into his mouth, making it difficult for him to breathe.

At this moment, he is an old and ordinary old man.

"Are you going into the mountains?"

"If you want to go into the mountains, find a place and put the old man down."

Zhao Huangting said with a smile.

An Le carried the sword box, withdrew his hand pressed on the stone tablet, wore a green mountain on his waist, his eyes fell on the old man, and said with a smile: "Where did the senior speak......

"Now is not the time to enter, the dormitory is about to be opened but not opened, and I ...... It's also too weak, and I don't have the qualifications to enter for the time being. ”

"I have to strive to have the qualifications to set foot in the dormitory before it opens."

An Le glanced at Lishan under the wind and snow, and exhaled.

Then he said, "We have to get out of here." ”

"Where do you want to go back?"

An Le carried Zhao Huangting on his back, and the qi and blood in his body surged, dispelling the chill brought by the wind and snow around him, making Zhao Huangting's pale face look better.

Zhao Huangting listened to An Le's inquiry, and there was a slight dazedness in his eyes.

Where to go?

Homecoming, of course......

"Go home, but ...... Where is home? ”

Zhao Huangting muttered.

Hearing this, An Le raised his head and felt the snowflakes of ice crystals falling, heavy snow is always easy to get lost on the way home.

"Do you want to go back to Taimiao?"

An Le asked.

The Taimiao of Lin'an Province.

The place where Anle met the old man, the place where the old man gave Anle Qingshan.

The place where all the fate begins.

Zhao Huangting lay on An Le's back, his rickety body trembled slightly, and a little light flashed in his eyes.

"Lin'an...... Taimiao ......"

Is that his Zhao Huangting's home?

However, after staying in the temple for five hundred years, even if he doesn't admit it, it is the place that carries his most memories after all.

"No need, go back to the Sword Pond Palace."

Zhao Huangting lay on An Le's shoulder, thought about it, and changed his airway.

The temple is in Lin'an Mansion, and today's Lin'an Mansion is not a friendly place for An Le.

The Zhao Prison of Dali Temple in Lin'an Mansion can always be prepared for peace and happiness.

Once An Le set foot in Lin'an, the unfortunate Zhao family emperor was afraid that he would be able to close his mouth with a smile, and he would never hesitate to start.

However, An Le smiled: "Senior, I will soon go to this Lin'an Mansion if I want, and I can leave if I want, so even if I go to Lin'an, there is no problem." ”

"The sixth mountain lord said, saving my predecessors, I can be regarded as completing the third requirement left by the holy master, the first requirement is to become the champion of the imperial examination, I have met it, therefore, when I see the holy master, there is only one requirement left, to step into the top three of the small holy list."

This requirement is not difficult to say.

However, in the name of the challenge of the top performers on the Little Saint List, there should be no problem in getting into Lin'an.

At least, there won't be any problems until he fails in the challenge.

When Zhao Huangting heard this, he also figured out the reason.

Indeed, with the temperament of the son of heaven of the Zhao family, if An Le really went to Lin'an in the name of the holy mountain, this son of heaven really didn't dare to do anything to An Le before the dust settled.

When Zhao Huangting heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "You kid has a plan, so why do you ask the old man for ...... Go straight ahead. ”

"You and I met in Taimiao, and now sending the old man back to Taimiao can be regarded as the end of fate."

Zhao Huangting said softly.

An Le couldn't help but smile.

"Senior, let's go."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Between one response and one answer.

The boy carried the old man on his back, step by step, and crashed into the snowstorm.

……

……

What happened in the capital of Yuanmeng has already spread all over the world.

The mystery contained in the bamboo sword and green mountains was also revealed to the world at this moment, so that many strong people understood that this once very inconspicuous sword weapon was actually related to the ancient emperor who was peerless thousands of years ago.

For a while, some people's eyes were red, some people's hearts were hot, and some people were extremely embarrassed.

Those who are red-eyed naturally want to take the green mountains and replace them, and those who sigh feel that such an ancient emperor is still falling in the years, and they can't help but feel the sadness that no one in the world can live forever.

Of course, the young man who held the sword and the green mountain was also considered to be the inheritor of the eternal existence, and he jumped into the eyes of all the big forces and powerhouses for a while.

broke the plan of the Zhao family's son of heaven in Lin'an Mansion, and rang the sword bell thirty-six times in Jianchi Palace, the combined reputation of these two things is not as eye-catching as the successor of the will of the ancient emperor.

It is undeniable that the first two achievements are indeed quite good, but the shadow of a person's famous tree, even if some people die for 10,000 years, their reputation alone is still unusual, enough to stir up the storm.

The emperor who made the four seas one and the world unified was like this.

Therefore, Anle, as the inheritor of the will of such existence, is naturally extraordinary.

Of course, there is another thing that has attracted the attention of all forces, the will of the ancient emperor appeared in the world, and vaguely the ancient tomb and dormitory under the Lishan Mountain outside Chang'an City seemed to be about to be opened.

That ancient tomb dormitory contains secrets related to the eleven realms.

The First Emperor 10,000 years ago, known as stepping into the Eleventh Realm, overlooking the world, and now this secret present world naturally caused great madness, for many Nine Realms Extreme Sendai cultivators who could not even set foot in the Ten Realms, it was enough to make their mentality unbalanced.

Therefore, many strong people did not hesitate to choose to rush to the ancient city of Chang'an, and rushed to the ancient mountain that was famous for an ancient tomb.

At the foot of Mt. Li.

Soon after An Le left with Zhao Huangting on his back.

A roar that tore through the wind and snow broke out suddenly, and a burly figure stepped forward, the boiling qi and blood rolled over in an instant, and the wind and snow disappeared.

The comer was like a blazing sun, suspended high in the air, and the qi and blood were wrapped around his body like a dragon.

It was the Yuanmeng Emperor who bent his bow to force back from the Gate of Heaven.

"A sword broke through the air and came here...... Nostalgia? Or ......"

Emperor Yuanmeng carried his hands on his back, stood in the air step by step, and his eyes fell on the stone tablet of Lishan.

There was a trace of sword qi on the stone tablet.

After glancing at it, he didn't pay any further attention, his gaze was deep, staring at the mountain.

Lishan, the tomb of the ancient emperors, is said to contain a huge secret, hiding the secret that can break through the ten realms and set foot in the eleven realms, for this secret, Emperor Yuanmeng is curious and excited.

In the eleventh realm, even he couldn't figure out the way, and he was trying to stumble.

Looking at Lishan, Emperor Yuanmeng closed his eyes, and his mind instantly swept like a storm, sweeping across the entire mountain and every corner of the earth.

He could feel that inside the Lishan Mountain, there was a majestic earth-colored dragon genus.

"The Last Dragon Vein......"

"After the eight dragon veins are devoured, this dormitory that has been closed for thousands of years will be opened."

"The mystery hidden in it will be seen again!"

"Lone will finally truly meet the peerless emperor from 10,000 years ago."

……

……

Heavy snowfall, regional is obvious.

As it descended a little south, the snow turned into a drizzle, and gradually even the drizzle disappeared, leaving only the dull twilight clouds rolling in the air.

An Le carried Zhao Huangting on his back and rushed all the way to the direction of the Canglang River.

The Yuanmeng Empire reacted early, and many armies and strong men began to search and probe to capture An Le and Zhao Huangting.

Although Emperor Yuanmeng let An Le leave, he only let him leave the capital.

This is already the face that Emperor Yuanmeng gave to the peerless emperor ten thousand years ago.

After all, Zhao Huangting went north to challenge, climbed the Yuanmeng capital tower, and left intact without dying, which naturally hit the face of the Yuanmeng Empire.

Therefore, although Emperor Yuanmeng did not say anything, the intelligence agencies of the Yuanmeng Empire spread the news one after another, and the garrison cultivators in the major cities plundered the air, intending to capture An Le and Zhao Huangting.

Strangely, however, the two seemed to have disappeared from the earth.

On the contrary, Wan Jieliu's figure was discovered, which provoked many strong people to hunt him down.

However, it was not an easy task to hunt down a Nine Realms powerhouse.

As for the other Sixth Mountain Lord of the Holy Mountain who was swaggering in the Northland, no one in the Yuanmeng Empire would be stupid to find trouble, which made the cold face of the Sixth Mountain Lord, who wanted to share and attract the attention of the army, show a rare look of dissatisfaction.

The powerhouse of the Yuanmeng Empire is really puzzled, where can the young man of the Five Realms hide with a dying old man on his back?

After the search was fruitless, the strong men of the Yuanmeng Empire focused their forces on the Canglang River defense line.

If you can't find An Le and Zhao Huangting, then wait for them to fall into the net, after all, the two of them will definitely cross the river and go south.

Since you are going south......

As long as he shows up, he will be exposed, and his whereabouts will definitely be known.

A Five Realms wants to break through the defenses......

But it's definitely not that easy.

……

……

Canglang River, south bank.

Among the Ye family's army camps.

Ye Longsheng sat quietly in the camp tent, his sword at his waist was full of Jianghong, and he was reading the secret letter sent back by the spies in the north.

Ye Wenxi sat in red, obediently standing on the side.

"Grandpa, can we go and support them?"

As soon as Ye Longsheng put down the letter, Ye Wenxi immediately asked.

Looking at Ye Wenxi's anxious and worried face, Ye Longsheng smiled a little helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to support, but ...... I don't know how to support. ”

"If we can know their whereabouts, we can raise troops to cross the river to attract the attention of the Yuanmeng barbarians, so that they can cross the river with less pressure."

"Ke Anle and Uncle Huang...... It was as if they had evaporated in the Northlands, and no one knew their whereabouts. ”

"Uncle Lao Huang can understand that the fire of Nirvana has burned out and cultivated, and he has been reduced to a mortal, a mortal has no qi at all, and walking in the vast north is naturally like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"Peaceful words...... It's a cultivator of the Five Realms, and many of the Nine Realms powerhouses have swept and patrolled, but they can't find the slightest trace......"

Ye Longsheng touched Man Jianghong on his waist and said softly.

Ye Wenxi thought for a while: "It should be because of that bamboo sword......"

"That bamboo sword Qingshan has the effect of hiding the aura, and An Le's cultivation is hidden by the bamboo sword, I can't see through it at all."

"Therefore, holding this sword weapon and deliberately hiding the aura is normal, and it is difficult to notice."

When Ye Longsheng heard this, he quite agreed with this statement, thinking of the sword weapon in charge of An Le, he couldn't help but think of the grand occasion that happened in front of the Yuanmeng capital under the snooping of the Yuan Shen, and the will to recover that shocked the world.

For a long time, a gleam rose in his eyes.

"How can Middle-earth be without pride, and how can a foreign race be called an emperor...... Well, how can Middle-earth not be arrogant? The mountains and rivers of Middle-earth are the homeland of people like us in Middle-earth. ”

Ye Longsheng said softly.

It's a pity that the son of the Zhao family in Lin'an Mansion only thinks about immortality, and he has no intention of going on the Northern Expedition at all.

He has obviously written so many chapters, explaining that now is the best time for the Northern Expedition, but the emperor of the Zhao family just won't allow it.

If it drags on, it will only become more and more unfavorable to the Great Zhao Dynasty.

Emperor Yuanmeng is now sacrificing the dragon vein of Zhongtu, the more it drags on, the more Yuanmeng Tianjiao will be, and there will be more and more strong people, and in the end, it will no longer be able to stop and restrict.

For Emperor Yuanmeng, the sacrifice of the dragon vein of the Middle Earth is an opportunity to go and a constraint, and it is the best opportunity for the Northern Expedition of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

It is even possible to find a way out of a dead game of chess.

"It would be nice if the son of the Zhao family had the courage of the old emperor......

Ye Longsheng sighed lightly.

"Grandpa, you say...... Where will An Le and Uncle Huang go? ”

Ye Wenxi was very disgusted with the Zhao family's son of heaven now, and she didn't want to hear anything about the Zhao family's son of heaven at all, so she couldn't help asking.

However, before Ye Longsheng could answer.

A sharp arrow swept from outside the tent.

Ye Longsheng raised his hand and grabbed the sharp arrow.

Hidden on it are documents.

Spreading out the paperwork and taking a look, Ye Longsheng's eyes suddenly condensed slightly.

"The location where An Le and the old emperor's uncle went south to cross the river...... Got it. ”

Ye Longsheng stood up, and the armor hanging on the shelf was suddenly applied to him.

He patted Ye Wenxi on the shoulder.

Then he stepped out and walked out of the tent, and as soon as he got out of the tent, he was greeted by two hurried figures.

It was the mink temple and supervision sent by the emperor of the Zhao family to supervise the military attaché.

When the two of them saw Ye Longsheng, the purple-clothed mink temple's face suddenly changed slightly, and he raised the edict in his hand: "General Ye, Your Majesty has a will." ”

However, Ye Longsheng only glanced at this mink temple, as if he had already known what the will was, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The qi and blood on his body suddenly poured into the sky like a dragon, and the surging sound resounded throughout the camp.

"Ye Jiajun listens to the order!"

"Whole army! Prepare the ship! Practice with the Yuanmeng barbarians, and give Gongzi An and Uncle Huang a cover! ”

"Cross the river!"

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