The second prince Zhao Pei escaped without hesitation, whether An Le would kill him or not, there is no need to deny this.

An Le must have the courage to swing a sword at him.

It may be thought that when he killed him for the first time, it was because they were both geniuses on the Little Saint List, and even if they died, they could use the Little Saint Order to resurrect him, so the sword fell without hesitation.

However, when the first sword fell, the indifference and murderous intent in An Le's eyes were very surging, so the second prince Zhao Pei did not dare to gamble.

Besides, the situation at the moment is too unfavorable for him.

With Li Qingchuan under the request of the old heavenly master's Xinghui clone, the essence of blood into the glass cup and became the Taoist slave of Anle, the second prince Zhao Pei lost the background to deal with Anle.

Even, Li Qingchuan will in turn become An Le's weapon against him.

A ...... of the Nine Realms

The second prince, Zhao Pei, is not a monster like An Le, who can kill the nine realms with five realms.

Therefore, Zhao Pei began to flee in the direction of Lin'an Mansion, and only by escaping to Lin'an Mansion could he be rescued by the protection of the Zhao family's son of heaven.

An Le calmly looked at the direction of Zhao Pei's escape, and there were not too many emotional changes on his face.

Zhao Pei wants to inherit the invincible power by killing him, and since this is the case, he has to bear the risk and price of being killed.

This is the mental preparation that any practitioner should be prepared for after bursting out with murderous intent.

However, An Le did not chase after him for the time being, he calmly looked at the figure of the Heavenly Master transformed by Xinghui, raised his hand, and touched the golden sand in the center of his eyebrows.

"How to make a thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus seed bloom?"

An Le asked.

"Nourish with the mind, nourish with innate aura, and nourish with one's own spirit and will...... When the flowers should bloom, they will bloom by themselves. ”

"Of course, if Gongzi An is free, he can also take a trip to the Heavenly Master's Mansion and bathe in the lotus pond of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which can naturally make the purple qi golden lotus bloom faster."

The Celestial Master said softly, his tone was really peaceful.

Heavenly Master's Mansion?

The Heavenly Master's Mansion is located in Yunjin Mountain, near the Canglang River, and belongs to a rather delicate location.

Compared with the Zhenwu Temple on Qingcheng Mountain in the hinterland of Middle Earth, the geographical location of the Heavenly Master's Mansion actually determines the difficulty of its development.

There is an inexplicable evil hidden at the bottom of the Canglang River, and that great evil makes many cultivators extremely fearful.

The higher the cultivation, the more you understand the horror of that great evil, so the location of Yunjin Mountain, close to such a great evil, naturally needs to take a lot of risks.

Those who seek the Tao are also more willing to go to the quieter Zhenwu concept.

"If I have the chance, I will definitely go."

An Le hugged his fists and returned the salute.

As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling person, everything the Heavenly Master does is towards him, he is helping him, and he should naturally return it with courtesy.

As for Li Qingchuan's behavior, it actually belonged to his personal behavior, and he paid the price for it.

The old heavenly master shrouded in starlight, his eyes fell on Zhao Huangting's body, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly when he looked at Zhao Huangting.

"Your life has been completely dried up under the fire of Nirvana, and only your last breath is left to hang, and you may die as soon as you arrive in Lin'an."

The starlight figure of the Heavenly Master said to Zhao Huangting.

Zhao Huangting was very free and easy, with frosty hair and ravines, and chuckled: "That's okay...... He didn't die in the Northland, but he was already lucky. ”

"I had prepared for the worst, went north to challenge the Yuanmeng Emperor, died in the north, and finally the body was hung on the wall of the Yuanmeng capital to show the whole world."

"It almost happened, but in the end, such a tragic situation didn't happen, and I was already very happy."

"It's enough to be able to return to Lin'an, the land that has lived for 500 years."

Xinghui's figure nodded appreciatively: "It's a pity that you haven't been able to break through the Ten Realms, the passage of time and time has increased the constraints in the human world, and it is becoming more and more difficult to break the Ten Realms between heaven and earth...... Alas. ”

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and there was a palm-sized purple qi golden lotus in his palm slowly blooming.

"This is a hundred-year-old purple golden lotus, which is already in full bloom, and now, given to Yuling, it can extend your life for a few days, so that you can take a good look at this world."

"Spend time with the people you want to be with."

"It can be regarded as another gift from Lao Dao to Gongzi An."

The starlight figure of the Old Heavenly Master said softly.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, the palm-sized purple qi golden lotus turned into a streamer, swept towards Zhao Huangting, and spread into his eyebrows.

Let the original face be gray and even have a lifeless face, and gradually recover a little ruddy.

Su Musha on the side was pleasantly surprised.

An Le's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he looked at the Heavenly Master, and stopped talking.

The Old Heavenly Master seemed to know what An Le wanted to ask: "Gongzi An, for Zhao Huangting, there is not much difference between a thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus and a hundred-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus. ”

These words directly dispelled the idea of peace and happiness, if he could use the thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus to renew Zhao Huangting's life, it would naturally be the best.

The starlight began to fade slowly, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to sweep in again, obscuring the moonlight and starlight.

The starlight figure of the Old Heavenly Master, when it was on the verge of disappearing, looked at An Le calmly.

"Gongzi An, the old way is looking forward to it...... The day the thousand-year-old purple golden lotus bloomed. ”

The ancient Taoists insisted on Taoist etiquette.

An Le hugged the sword in return.

The starlight is like the sand between the fingers, flowing in a gust of wind, dissipating without a trace.

The suppressed mental power that permeated the heavens and the earth finally disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness and silence again.

It's just that the atmosphere is a little weird.

Li Qingchuan invited the Heavenly Master, who would have thought ...... It's actually here to give gifts.

Li Qingchuan, the initiator, was afraid that his intestines would be repentant, after all, he invited the Heavenly Master and folded himself to An Le.

An Le lifted the sword box on his back, his eyes looked in the direction of Zhao Pei, who had disappeared, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Li Qingchuan on one side looked at An Le, and when the essence blood was included in the glass cup and became An Le's Dao slave, Li Qingchuan also accepted his fate in his heart.

In fact, from the many measures taken by the Heavenly Master, he also understood the attitude of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Of course, what shook Li Qingchuan's heart even more was ...... The Celestial Master thinks An Le can recover Middle-earth?

That was the Middle Earth suppressed by the Yuanmeng Emperor...... Can it be done with the happiness in front of me, which is now only the Five Realms?

However, Li Qingchuan thought about it, Emperor Yuanmeng is now in the Double Ten Realm, if he can't break through to the Eleventh Realm, Emperor Yuanmeng doesn't know if he can live for another five hundred years.

And once Emperor Yuanmeng died, with the courage to kill the nine realms of the five realms of peace, it may really be possible to recover Middle Earth.

In this world, the times are always changing from generation to generation, and there are strong people who rise, and there are strong people who fall, just like mortals who are born, old, sick and die.

Alternate changes, the rules of heaven and earth.

This is an era of great change, the ten realms of the older generation are about to fall, and the ten realms of the new era have not yet emerged.

Li Qingchuan could only think that the Heavenly Master had a foresight and planned to gamble on the future of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, after all, the Ten Realms of the Heavenly Master, who was so old, was afraid that he would not live long.

The old sword saint of the Jianchi Palace, the old master of the True Martial Temple, the old Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the Buddha and Bodhisattva of the Ten Realms of the Three Temples of Buddhism, and so on...... It's time to reach the limit.

And the great forces have done their best to cultivate, and they can set foot in the Ten Realms...... But Tianjiao who has not yet broken through the Ten Realms has not yet been born.

When you have never set foot in the Ten Realms, no one dares to pack a ticket to be able to set foot in it.

The Daozi of the True Martial Temple, the Little Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the Buddha of the Three Temples of Buddhism, the Walking and other new generation of Tianjiao have not really grown up......

This is an era of inactivity.

Even, in Li Qingchuan's view, it is becoming more and more difficult to give birth to strong people between heaven and earth.

Even a genius like Zhao Huangting could not break through the Ten Realms, and in the end he had to burn all his cultivation under the fire of Nirvana, seeking a final splendor and ending.

Easy...... Can it carry the future of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?

Li Qingchuan exhaled a breath, looked at An Le, retracted his mind, suppressed the sorrow of becoming a Taoist slave, and said in a low voice: "Childe, do you need the old slave to take action and capture Zhao Pei back?" ”

Li Qingchuan's words made everyone's eyes fall on his face.

Zhao Huangting, Su Musha, and Wan Jieliu all have strange eyes.

I was also walking with Zhao Pei before, and I asked for orders to capture Zhao Pei in an instant.

I have to say, this is the old way...... It's quite quick to integrate into the character.

Li Qingchuan knew that he had accepted his fate, no one knew better than him the fate of becoming a Taoist slave, his life was controlled by An Le, euthanasia, he would die, if An Le was unhappy, he would also die if he directly snuffed out the blood flame in the glass cup.

So, he had to curry favor with An Le.

This is the sorrow of every Dao slave.

An Le held the glass cup, but he knew how much the restraint of the Dao slave was, so he was not much surprised by Li Qingchuan's reaction.

Then he thought for a while and said, "No need, you take care of Senior Zhao, and I will personally hunt down Zhao Pei." ”

"How far is this from Lin'an?"

Zhao Huangting, who had measured the mountains and rivers in the world with his feet, immediately calculated and said, "1,800 miles." ”

When An Le heard this, he immediately smiled: "Then I will chase him for 1,800 miles, if Zhao Pei can escape into Lin'an Mansion before I catch him, he will not be killed." ”

"If we can't, we will use other people's heads as a celebration of our return to Lin'an, and also as a gift to the son of heaven of the Zhao family."

When Li Qingchuan heard this, his complexion changed slightly, and the corners of his lips suddenly became bitter.

This...... Is it so exciting?

Lin'an is the territory of the emperor of the Zhao family, and in front of the imperial capital of the Great Zhao Dynasty, he killed the prince to celebrate.

Is it too troublesome to leave Lin'an alive, and you plan to come out lying down?

His slave ...... really tied his head to the waistband of his trousers, and the lives of the Dao slave and the master were tied together, and if the master died, the Dao slave would also die.

Seeing An Le's death so exciting, Li Qingchuan felt bitter.

Li Qingchuan naturally knew the contradiction between An Le and the Zhao family's son of heaven, and he also knew that this trip to Lin'an would definitely not stop.

I didn't expect that An Le would not stop, this was intended to arch the fire.

An Le didn't mean to explain to Li Qingchuan, after all, after completing the three conditions of the Holy Mountain and obtaining the qualification to talk to the Holy Master, not many people know about it now.

Zhao Huangting counts one, the sixth mountain lord counts one, and Wan Juliu also counts.

Others, they really didn't expect An Le to complete the three very difficult conditions, like the legendary champion Li You'an, and obtained the qualification of the Dialogue Saint Master.

Over the years, there have been very few cultivators who have actually been able to obtain the qualification of a Dialogue Saint Master.

Glancing at Li Qingchuan, An Le raised his hand and made a move, and the bamboo sword Qingshan, who had been sheltering around Zhao Huangting, swept into his hand and was held by An Le on his waist.

Then he bowed his head slightly towards Zhao Huangting and the others, and took a step forward, and the innate aura in his body surged.

Among the five ancient demons, the deer-like demon phantom is presented.

An Le's whole qi and blood surged, like a dexterous divine deer, measuring the earth with his feet, and swept out in the dark night.

……

……

The night gradually darkened as the figure of the old celestial master Xinghui left.

King Gangneung was suspended in the air, his brows furrowed tightly, and a solemn look appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He naturally saw clearly that the Heavenly Master actually made Li Qingchuan a happy Taoist slave...... He even gave the last thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus seed of the Heavenly Master's Mansion to An Le.

While the turmoil in his heart was set, he also knew the tendency of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

However, for him, whether the Heavenly Master's Mansion was inclined to Da Zhao, An Le, or Emperor Yuanmeng, it did not have much influence on him.

"A thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus...... If I can devour it, and with my plan, the breakthrough will be greatly increased! ”

The scarlet under King Gangneung's eyes flickered, and his Confucian shirt seemed to have become much more bewitching.

"In addition, there is also that 'glass cup', really...... Good magic, if it can be used by me......"

King Jiangling narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "No, the technique of the glazed cup alone is not good, and the cultivator needs to take the initiative to hand over the essence blood into the cup before he can control the ......."

"If the plundered essence blood can also be controlled with a glass cup, then it is really a powerful spell."

"In comparison, it is still the corpse puppet technique of the Emperor of the Hell Mansion that is more straightforward and crude...... Killing the target and refining it as a corpse puppet can obtain some of the target's cultivation insights during his lifetime, and the corpse puppet can even be used for it, and one person is an army, which is simply terrifying. ”

King Gangneung sighed.

"The evil law of the Hell Mansion Monarch has harmed the heavens and the peace, it is a crooked way of evil demons, after cultivation, it will lead to the distortion of the original god, the temperament will change greatly, people are not human, what kind of powerful spell is it."

A cold, disdainful voice suddenly resounded in the dark night.

King Gangneung's complexion changed suddenly.

I found that a sword light suddenly slashed out from the night, and in an instant, it was bright, and the void seemed to be shattered.

King Jiangling's figure moved one by one, sweeping into the distance, and the sword qi became more and more majestic at the bull fight, but it was chasing after him, and King Jiangling had to make a palm and collide with the sword qi.

Blood explodes!

King Gangneung's figure moved hundreds of miles and stabilized in the air.

The sword qi dissipated, and a figure carrying a huge pine sword box, holding his hands on his chest, with a cold face, slowly stepped into the air.

King Gangneung's severed palm, blood continued to drip and slowly, it was condensed from blood into an unscathed pale palm.

The Sixth Mountain Lord looked at it coldly, stared at King Gangneung, raised his chin, and aimed his chin at King Gangneung: "Your breath is wrong. ”

King Jiangling looked at the Sixth Mountain Lord, his face was elegant and easy-going, and he bowed his hands, and his posture was extremely low: "Zhao Xi, the king of the Lower Jiangling Mansion, has seen the Sixth Mountain Lord, and has heard of the name of the Sixth Mountain Lord's Hongchen Sword, and when I see it today, it is really powerful." ”

However, the Sixth Mountain Lord still just clasped his hands on his chest, raised his chin, and looked at him indifferently.

The night breeze blew through the air, and their clothes flew flying.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little awkward, and King Gangneung slowly lowered his arched palm.

"You're taunting me?"

The main road of the sixth mountain.

King Gangneung: "? ”

"I just suffered a loss in the Northland, and you actually say that I am strong, I can't even beat Emperor Yuanmeng, and you still say that I am strong?" The main road of the sixth mountain.

King Gangneung: "......"

"Let me see you for being the one who mocks me."

The Sixth Mountain Lord stared at King Jiangling and said coldly.

King Jiangling took a deep breath, and was just about to say something, he didn't want to fight to the death with the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, it was meaningless, and it was not good to anger the people of the Holy Mountain.

However, without waiting for him to speak, the cold man never said much, and the pine sword box opened an inch, and a sword weapon swept out, turning into a streamer in the darkness and shooting quickly towards King Gangneung.

The night seems to be illuminated by the sword light, and the sword aura is like a long rainbow, smearing the universe!

King Jiangling secretly complained in his heart, he just stayed to watch the show for a while, wanting to see what the old Heavenly Master would do to An Le when he appeared.

But he never thought that he would be entangled by the sixth mountain lord.

With a hook of five fingers, he slapped the sword qi that slashed at him, and King Jiangling instantly conjured countless blood shadows in the air.

The Sixth Mountain Lord clasped his hands to his chest, raised his chin slightly, and the pine sword box opened an inch further, and more than a dozen sword weapons flew out, pulling out rippling sword qi and aftermath in the night sky.

The elegant face of King Gangneung suddenly changed very ugly.

The scarlet in his eyes flashed, sharp fangs sprouted, and in his sleeves, rich blood spilled out, like two blood pythons pounced on the sword weapon of the sixth mountain lord.

After the blood python was shattered by the sword light.

King Jiangling had already blown up into a bloody streak, setting off a virtual sound burst, and swept into the distance, which was obviously an extremely clever escape technique.

The Sixth Mountain Lord did not chase and kill, nor did he bother to chase and kill, and the sword weapons were classified into the pine sword box.

He stared at the rich smell of blood left in the night sky, and the King of Gangneung, who had disappeared into a bloody shadow.

His brows couldn't help frowning: "The breath of the demon...... But there is the shadow of hell's magic......"

"This Gangneung King...... What's going on in the shadows? ”

"The Great Zhao Dynasty, under the appearance of prosperity, there are too many demons hidden."

The cold face of the Sixth Mountain Lord showed a sigh.

Then, he looked into the distance, and it was An Le chasing the figure of the second prince Zhao Pei in the style of an ancient demon and five birds and a divine deer.

"The Heavenly Master's Mansion has also made a bloody investment, the thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus cultivated by the residual qi luck of the previous dynasty, plus a Nine Realm Dao slave...... is worthy of being a spicy old heavenly master, and he is more optimistic about peace and happiness than me...... I feel like I'm being compared. ”

The sixth mountain lord clasped his hands to his chest, and the corners of his lips were cold.

"When the son of the Zhao family learns about it, I'm afraid I'm going to blow it up."

"The thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus, the Zhao family's heavenly son has coveted it for hundreds of years, and he has never given in, but as a result, this thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus has fallen into the hands of An Le, who broke his plan."

The sixth mountain lord suddenly felt playful.

Suddenly, the sixth mountain lord's heart moved, and he raised his hand, and there was a clear qi condensing in his palm, turning into a palm crane like a firefly in the dark night.

It was as if an ancient bell was ringing, and the sound was mighty.

"The summoning order of the First Mountain Lord."

The Sixth Mountain Lord's gaze was cold.

"It's just right, I'm also going to ask why the first mountain lord said that he would go together to help, but he didn't go."

The words fell, and the Sixth Mountain Lord crushed the crane.

Suddenly, the powerful primordial spirit gushed out majestic mental power, fusing with the shattered crane.

……

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The wind in the empty mountains rises at night, and the crowd fights in vain.

The first mountain.

The mountain is foggy.

There are wind chimes hanging in front of the grass hall door, and with the swaying of the breeze, it suddenly sways gently.

Behind the thatched hall, there is a big bell hanging, and a burly mountain keeper is waving his fist, striking the ancient bell, causing the bell to ring in the sky.

The main plate of the first mountain sits under the courtyard.

In front of him, the censer burned out, and ashes poured out.

As the bell rang, one after another glowing cranes flew in, converging in the void beyond the courtyard.

Then he turned into five illusory figures.

It was the mountain owners of the other five sacred mountains.

The first mountain lord looked at the five mountain lords who appeared, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Junior brothers and sisters, in the middle of the night, I called you here because someone had completed the three conditions and was able to talk to the Holy Master."

"Let's get together...... Please return to the world by the will of the Holy Master. ”

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