The morning light of Lin'an City is as beautiful as ever, the clouds are rippling in the sky, the warm sun is pouring into the world, the air is not dry, and the fireworks on the long street are intertwined.

Lying on the rocking chair, quietly watching the people coming and going on Qingbo Street, the children of the residents in the alleys, playing together with laughter and laughter, running in the air of late spring, the crystal black eyes with curiosity and yearning for strange things, full of the vitality and vigor of the rising life.

Often seeing such a picture, people can't help but think of the wanton and freedom they once had when they were young.

Zhao Huangting, as the old imperial uncle of Da Zhao, lived for a long time, and the first half of his life was very beautiful and romantic, inheriting the cultivation talent of the Zhao family Taizu, and he was as dazzling as a pearl when he was young.

He has the heart of a chivalrous man, and he is not immersed in arrogance because of the identity of the royal family, he changes his name and surname, walks the rivers and lakes, and sets foot on the earth.

He has been to the vast grassland where the Yuanmeng Empire originated, to Dali to see the night sky full of stars, and also to Xiliang, where he saw the great evil in the world, and was indignant, so he drew his sword and killed a river of blood.

He climbed over Yunjin Mountain and saw the purple qi golden lotus in the lotus pond.

He visited the Zhenwu Temple of Qingcheng Mountain, and challenged the Daomen Daozi in the view.

He ferried on the Canglang River, and he forged a sword in the Jianchi Lake.

He also set foot in Kunpeng Mountain and talked with the thousand-year-old demon about swords.

It can be said that the glory of the first half of his life was cast in Zhao Huangting's sword cultivation temperament, but after all, he was a member of the Zhao royal family, and when Zhao chose to move south under Zhao Tianyan's order.

Zhao Huangting fought against Emperor Yuanmeng in the battle of moving south, and the strength of Emperor Yuanmeng in that battle was deeply engraved in Zhao Huangting's heart.

On the one hand, because of the strength of Emperor Yuanmeng, and on the other hand, because of the southward migration of Great Zhao, his unwillingness was intertwined in his heart, which made him sink in Taimiao for too long a long time.

If you want to break through the Nine Realms and set foot in the Ten Realms, maybe it is because of the lack of mood, and because it is becoming more and more difficult to break the Ten Realms today, he is in the Taimiao, until the limit of longevity, he still has not been able to break the realm.

Although he has regrets, Zhao Huangting is now very open.

He had long since stopped being disturbed by these things.

At the end of his life, he felt that he had a wonderful life.

saw such a Tianjiao as An Le, and also went north to challenge Emperor Yuanmeng and fight for a good fortune.

Even, he should have died in that battle, but in the end, not only did he not die, but even returned from the north and returned to Lin'an Mansion, where he could spend the end of his life in the Taimiao with a confidant.

For him, all this is enough to satisfy.

The purple qi golden lotus in the center of his eyebrows began to become darker and darker, and Zhao Huangting knew that his time was running out, this time, he would really die, and it would be in a mortal way Shou Yuan would be exhausted to the end.

But he was very open-minded.

Su Mu covered his side, clutching the book that had been crumpled together, pursed his lips, the sadness on his face was difficult to hide, even if she wanted Zhao Huangting to see her optimistic attitude, but she couldn't.

Zhao Huangting held her hand, with continued gentleness in his eyes: "Don't be too sad, life is in the world, it is to start a journey, in this journey, I have been merry and refreshed, and now the journey is at the end, go with the flow, leave no regrets, my Zhao Huangting's life is enough." ”

"Makusha, listen to my words, you, as the palace master of Jianchi Palace, are still very hopeful of stepping into the Ten Realms, you have this luck, after I leave, you have to protect An Le, this kid's ability to cause trouble is superb, while you protect him, you will definitely be able to find the opportunity to set foot in the Ten Realms."

Zhao Huangting's voice was gentle, and Zhao Huangting felt very lucky for this woman who was still with him at the end of her life.

"I know that An Le is the person that the teacher values, the entire Jianchi Palace is betting on him, I will naturally do my best to help An Le, his talent is already obvious, and now he has become the mountain master of the seventh mountain, the future is limitless, don't worry about him too much."

Su Musha said, in the face of Zhao Huangting's broken thoughts, her eyes couldn't help but be hazy, even if she was already hundreds of years old, she still couldn't bear this parting.

The teardrops swirling in her eyes fell involuntarily and smashed on the back of Zhao Huangting's hand holding her palm, bursting into pieces.

Drop after drop, smudge in circles.

Zhao Huangting raised his hand and wiped away the tears on the woman's cheeks.

"You are already the master of the first palace, why do you still like to cry so much, when you walked the rivers and lakes, I remember that you were injured, and you kept crying, humming and chirping, noisy."

Zhao Huangting said with a smile.

Su Musha recalled that she used to cry, at that time she was not a female sword fairy admired by everyone in Jinguan City, she was just an ordinary young girl who had entered the rivers and lakes, no one had ever killed her, it was normal to be afraid of pain, right?

A touch of tiredness gradually appeared on Zhao Huangting's face: "After I leave, I don't need to tell An Le, if he knows, he will definitely enter Lin'an, and now Lin'an, it is very dangerous for him to set foot in it." ”

"Although he has become the master of the seventh mountain, but he has exposed his identity as the bearer, Zhao Tianyan will definitely not let go of the opportunity to kill him."

"In fact, Li You'an told me a long time ago that An Le may be the one who will change the fate of Middle-earth, he has obtained the future sword qi left by the Holy Master in the human world in the cliff on Fusong Mountain, he has seen the future, he has the ability to change the future."

This may be that Li Youan is willing to send the Tiger Talisman of the Flying Tiger Army to Anle in one fell swoop when he is disappointed and angry with Da Zhao, and Anle ...... I have had this heart for a long time. ”

"Therefore, his current identity, once he enters Lin'an, Zhao Tianyan will definitely not have the slightest hand."

Zhao Huangting said softly that this was also one of the reasons why he was reluctant to come to see him off.

It is also the seventh mountain that moves mountains, but the reason why he is reluctant to send An Le, his current state, as soon as An Le sees it, he can know that time is running out, and he will enter Lin'an to send him on his last journey.

Zhao Huangting did not want to let An Le be in such danger.

Su Musha nodded, she understood Zhao Huangting's thoughts.

"As for Da Zhao, he will be destroyed when it is time to be destroyed, this is the number of the world, you don't need to interfere too much, you just need to follow the footsteps of An Le and break through to the Ten Realms."

"My unfulfilled thoughts, Makusha, you help me."

Su Musha's tears couldn't stop flowing, and he also couldn't stop nodding.

"I will, I understand."

On Zhao Huangting's tired face, a smile suddenly appeared, the smile was very bright, very sunny, bathed in the rising sun, as if the warm stove was warming his body and mind.

"That's good...... You don't need to see the fall of Da Zhao, and you don't need to be in a dilemma because of this. ”

"Very good."

Zhao Huangting slowly closed his eyes and gently patted the back of Su Musha's hand.

Slowly, the action stopped.

His cheeks were bathed in the morning sun, and the smile on his face was frozen in time.

It was like bathing in the morning light and going on a deep sleep.

Su Musha stopped crying, her face returned to coldness, she pulled out her palm, pulled the woolen blanket towards the old man, and then leaned down and kissed the old man lightly on the forehead.

Outside Lin'an House.

The bell of the Langke Temple rings, melodious.

At the end of Qingbo Street, a monk from the Lanke Temple in a robe walked side by side with Lin Siye and walked slowly.

The two came to the front of the temple.

Su Musha slowly got up and bowed slightly.

Lin Siye had never set foot in it, and Su Musha walked out of the Taimiao.

The monk clasped his palms together.

Soon.

In the temple, the chanting of scriptures sounded.

Died by name.

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There is no rain in Lin'an City today, but in half a day, the sky is suddenly cloudy, and there are raindrops sprinkled on the world, and every drop of rain seems to contain a little sadness.

Faculty of Letters.

The rain hit the plantain with a muffled sound.

The second master, Pang Ji, sat under the thatched hut, reading the book, and suddenly he put down the book in his hand and listened to the sound of the Sutra of the Past in the drizzle, Pang Ji was stunned for a moment, and his old face was even more abrupt.

"The beginning of the end of an era is slowly beginning."

"Too many people will die, too many people don't want to die, they all want to fight, ask for a chance."

"Zhao Huangting died, and the opening of the curtain coincided with the opening of the mausoleum of the first emperor of Lishan...... A bloody storm is coming. ”

Pang Ji exhaled softly, his eyes drooping on his old face.

He and Zhao Huangting are not very well handled, and the relationship between the third master, Wang Banshan, and Zhao Huangting is far better.

However, at this moment, Pang Ji still got up and walked under the courtyard, looking at the rain-beaten plantains, and the Confucian shirt flying in the wind and rain.

Clenching his fists in a scholarly manner.

"Let's go."

……

Qin Xiangfu.

Qin Lishi could suddenly feel that Da Zhao's luck seemed to have collapsed at this moment, as if the foundation had been shaken.

This made him wonder a little, could it be...... The moving of the seventh mountain will actually drive Da Zhao's luck and appear in such turmoil?

It's just a moment, like a big defect.

Qin Lishi looked at the sky above Lin'an City, the raindrops that were wrapped in a trace of coolness floating down in the twilight clouds of birds and birds, and his heart trembled slightly.

The chant of the Sutra of the Past Lives floated from the long street.

Qin Lishi was stunned, and seemed to understand why the national fortunes of the Great Zhao Dynasty suddenly collapsed.

Uncle Huang, go.

From Zhao Taizu's failure to break through the limit of longevity and the fall, to Zhao Tianyan's succession, among the descendants, there are only a handful of outstanding people, and Zhao Huangting, the old imperial uncle, is an amazing and brilliant person in the Zhao royal family.

Even for a long time, Zhao Tianyan had high expectations, hoping to break through to the Ten Realms and become the pillar of Da Zhao, which could relieve Da Zhao a lot.

It is not that there are no Ten Realms in the territory of Great Zhao, such as the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the Sword Pond Palace, and even the True Martial Arts, in fact, they all belong to the cultivation forces in the Great Zhao Dynasty, but these Ten Realm powerhouses, Zhao Tianyan has no chance to dispatch, if the former Zhao Taizu can, but when Zhao Tianyan chooses to move the great Great Zhao south, it will start......

He lost the qualification to dispatch these Ten Realm powerhouses.

Needless to say, the old sword saint didn't even show his face, and he couldn't look at it at all.

The attitude of the true martial arts view is ambiguous, and the old heavenly master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is the most likely to help Da Zhao, but the Heavenly Master's Mansion has a very big plan and wants to become the state religion of Da Zhao.

But if the Heavenly Master's Mansion becomes the state religion, then the master of the True Martial Arts Concept may not agree, so Zhao Tianyan has been pulling.

It's just that today, the Shifu also gave up Da Zhao, which made Zhao Tianyan very depressed and angry.

Of course, he knew that the reason for the failure of the pull was because of the variable of comfort.

The second prince Zhao Pei was killed by An Le outside Lin'an City, which was equivalent to the close connection between Great Zhao and the Heavenly Master Mansion was cut off, and Zhao Tianyan even coveted the thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus, which made the Heavenly Master Mansion directly turn its face.

Therefore, Zhao Tianyan once hoped that the old imperial uncle could set foot in the Ten Realms for a while, but unfortunately, the Great Zhao Imperial Family was so amazing and brilliant that he still failed to take that fate-changing step.

Qin Lishi looked at the rain outside the window, he sat on the chair and watched quietly for a long time.

Then he got up and walked in the direction of the imperial city.

He believed that the emperor of the Zhao family should also be able to sense Zhao Huangting's death.

And Zhao Huangting's death is not a big deal now, but for some people, it is not a trivial matter.

……

The emperor of the Zhao family walked in the corridor between the palaces, and the breeze blew on his face, bringing a little coolness mixed with rain.

The new mink temple followed quietly behind him, respectfully pouring him a pot of warm drunken Liuxia, and the aroma of wine was full of aroma.

The emperor of the Zhao family held a glass and drank while strolling through the palace corridor.

The removal of the seventh mountain made him no longer continue his retreat, and the opening of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor made his whole person shrouded in a sense of unease.

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor was opened by Emperor Yuanmeng, and it is rumored that there is an opportunity to impact the eleventh realm in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor...... This huge world must be respected by Yuanmeng.

Yuanmeng is different from Da Zhao, Yuanmeng has two ten realms, and one Yuanmeng emperor is needless to say, the first in the world, overlooking the world.

The other is King Yang Zhai, who is also the Ten Realms, although it is much worse than Emperor Yuanmeng, and it is the Ten Realms that he set foot in with the help of Emperor Yuanmeng, but those who can enter the Ten Realms are naturally amazing.

If he didn't have the ability to enter the Ten Realms, even Emperor Yuanmeng would not be able to forcibly help mention the Ten Realms.

The two Ten Realms of Yuanmeng are closely related to Yuanmeng, and if a war starts, both will not hesitate to take action for Yuanmeng, which is incomparable to other countries.

Even if it is Xiliang, the Emperor of Xiliang has entered the Ten Realms at the cost of entering the demons, but the other Ten Realms is the prince of the Hell Mansion, and he may not obey the orders of the Emperor of the Western Liang.

It can be said that among the countries, although Da Zhao has peerless generals and powerful armies, he does not have the Ten Realms to sit in, and it is too empty after all.

Dali has the star picking national teacher, as well as the star picking sect elder Taishang, the star picking sect supports the imperial power, making Dali and Dazhao very different.

In comparison, Zhao Tianyan felt that he had let Da Zhao move south, and he had never regretted it until now, and even felt that it was a very smart decision, if it weren't for this decision, Da Zhao Xing might have been destroyed by Yuanmeng a long time ago.

Just when the emperor of the Zhao family was tasting the wine, the sound of the monks chanting Buddhist scriptures from the Rotten Ke Temple floated in.

This voice made his eyes fluctuate slightly, and then Qin Lishi tore through the rain curtain and walked across the white jade square.

"Your Majesty, Uncle Huang has gone."

Qin Lishi said respectfully.

When Zhao Tianyan heard this, his face was very calm.

"Go and go, Zhao Huangting this person, although he is a member of the Great Zhao royal family, but to outsiders, the bamboo sword Qingshan, contains a big secret, is the first emperor's will to carry the sword, I asked for it several times, but never got it, in the end, Zhao Huangting was given to a nothing, even with the enemy of the Great Zhao An Le, at that time, the peace and happiness, even the cultivation is only two realms."

Zhao Tianyan said coldly, and drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp.

There was resentment in his voice, it was resentment towards Zhao Huangting.

Now that Anle has become the climate, Yuan Mengtian Jiao Tielie, who can kill the peak of the Seven Realms in terms of cultivation, has become the mountain master of the Seventh Mountain in terms of identity, and has won the allegiance of Li You'an's Flying Tiger Army......

even became his Zhao Tianyan's confidant.

The seventh mountain has now moved away from the range of Lin'an Mansion, although Zhao Tianyan is unwilling, but he has no way to stop the seventh mountain from moving the mountain.

The Holy Mountain moved the mountain, which was the power of the Holy Mountain, and it was something that the Holy Master approved, and he did not dare to send a large army to attack the mountain directly, so he could only watch An Le and the Seventh Mountain leave Lin'an Mansion.

In Zhao Tianyan's view, An Le's rise has an inseparable relationship with Zhao Huangting, and the bamboo sword Qingshan is a great opportunity for An Le!

Therefore, his resentment against Zhao Huangting is naturally logical.

Qin Lishi could naturally hear the resentment in the words of the Zhao family's Tianzi, but he naturally did not come to listen to Zhao Tianyan's complaints.

"Your Majesty, An Le moved the seventh mountain, but Zhao Huangting did not go to see him off, perhaps to prevent An Le from seeing that his limit was approaching, because he knew that if An Le learned that he was dead, he would inevitably enter Lin'an to send him off for the last time."

Zhao Huangting has the grace of knowing to An Le when he was a weak child, Zhao Huangting passed on An Le to chase the green mountain bamboo sword, and taught the word card sword moves, teaching practice, and is considered a teacher."

"If An Le learned the news of Zhao Huangting's fall, but never came to An...... That can naturally promote him as an ungrateful, wolf-hearted man. ”

"He is now the bearer of the crown, so naturally he can't stand such an insult, if he wants to gather the general momentum, such a stigma, it will make it much more difficult for him to gather the general trend."

"And if An Le really dares to come to Ann...... Now although An Le is the master of the seventh mountain, because of his identity as the bearer of the tripod, and Li You'an's flying tiger army and tiger talisman, he participated in the disputes in the world, and he was not protected by the holy mountain. ”

】

Qin Lishi's eyes flickered.

The collapse of Da Zhao's luck today has raised a wake-up call in Qin Lishi's heart, if he is allowed to grow up, Da Zhao's luck will only get weaker and weaker.

If this continues, even if Qin Lishi becomes the Taishi of Da Zhao and shares the national fortune of Great Zhao, it is difficult to use this national fortune to improve himself.

As for the Mausoleum of the First Emperor...... Qin Lishi didn't dare to go.

Who knows what kind of crisis exists in the mausoleum, Qin Lishi has not yet faced the big limit, and he still has the courage to drag it out.

And the fortune of the Great Zhao State is the fortune of Qin Lishi, and it is a great opportunity for him to enter the Ten Realms.

The more prosperous Da Zhao's national fortune is, the better it will naturally be for him!

It is no wonder that those who enter the DPRK and occupy high positions will work hard for the country, because the strength of the country is closely related to their own strength.

The emperor of the Zhao family narrowed his eyes and looked at the cold rain.

Qin Lishi's words made a look of thought appear on his face.

"Will An Le come?"

"Zhao Huangting is dead after all, just to take a look at the dead Zhao Huangting, how could An Le let himself fall into such a crisis?"

Qin Lishi said with a smile: "Anle will come, this son once said, the grace of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring...... is a person who values love and righteousness, Zhao Huangting has a great favor to him, and he will not fail to come. ”

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Zhao Huangting's death did not make too many waves.

In this world, people are dying all the time, some people die because of accidents, some people die because of deadlines, and some people die because of wars......

The way of death varies, but the ending is the same, both are death.

Moreover, the era of Zhao Huangting has passed, and it has been silent for five hundred years, although he went north to the capital of Yuanmeng, burned Nirvana and fought with Emperor Yuanmeng, and won a reputation, but it was just a flash in the pan.

The Nine Realms, which are approaching, have not yet entered the Ten Realms, so they will naturally not be paid attention to by too many people.

However, this is not the case for people or things that are concerned.

Shudi, Jinguan City.

Hundreds of miles away, among the mountains and mountains, the seventh mountain is located.

The phantom of the mountains and rivers above the sky slowly dissipated, and the pictures of mountains and rivers intertwined by the fortunes of the mountains and rivers began to disappear without a trace.

Heaven and earth returned to peace, and there was silence in the mountains.

On the top of the seventh mountain, he stood peacefully and calmly, his mind could not fluctuate for a long time, and he was immersed in the impact of the visions intertwined in the mountains and rivers to help move the mountains.

Spatial relocation is a very powerful tool.

At least, An Le can know that it is impossible for the powerhouses of the Nine Realms to move in space, and walking in space is naturally the fastest and most powerful means.

The Sixth Mountain Lord once used the ink pool to realize the movement of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but it did not involve space, it was more like a positioning swordsmanship, which was very different from simple space wandering.

Therefore, in the Nine Realms of Comfort and Cognition, no one can do spatial wandering.

I don't know if the Ten Realms can do it.

An Le melted into the body, and An Le felt that he was willing to allow this aspect to be studied in the past.

Fusion of the art of war, the fusion of nature is not only a simple weapon, but also to integrate some functions of the weapon magic weapon with oneself to form a kind of physical supernatural power, in order to be called the master of the war.

The mountain wind is howling.

On the seventh mountain, the primordial god clones of several mountain lords fell one after another, even if it was the sixth mountain lord, they also descended in the form of primordial god clones.

An Le didn't continue to think about it, and clasped his fists towards the primordial god clones of several mountain masters: "Thank you, senior brothers and sisters." ”

Several mountain lords smiled and waved their hands.

"Little junior brother, now that the seventh mountain has completed the act of moving mountains, it will be fixed here, and it can no longer continue to move mountains."

"Our task is also completed, the next road, the little junior brother will walk by himself, if you are free, you can come to the holy mountain to talk and chat with us."

"Little junior brother, your art of war, melting mountains and rivers in your physique, you will definitely need mountains and rivers in the future, when you need to fuse, come, the mountains and rivers inside the holy mountain, we are not qualified to refine, if you can refine and fuse, it is naturally a blessing in the world."

The mountain lords spoke one after another, and their primordial god clones vaguely began to dissipate like stars, unable to linger any longer.

Obviously, a mountain movement consumed most of the power of their Yuan Shen clone.

An Le clasped his fists and solemnly thanked several mountain masters.

Su Zhanxian, the second mountain master, Wen Lu Shang, the third mountain master, Li Xuanji, the fourth mountain master, and Gu Haitang, the fifth mountain master, all responded with a smile and a fist to An Le.

Eventually, they dissipated between heaven and earth.

The Sixth Mountain Lord's Yuan Shen clone glanced at An Le deeply, and said coolly: "Take care of you." ”

When the words fell, the doppelganger dissipated.

As always, he kept his coolness.

A figure fell, and the old sword saint was dressed in sackcloth, with a shadow sword hanging from his waist, and his white hair was pale.

He landed on the top of the seventh mountain, and looking at An Le, his eyes couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

"I didn't expect that An Xiaoyou had already reached such a point in just a few days, and in order to set foot in the Six Realms, he became the master of the seventh mountain, the disciple of the holy master, and he was amazing."

The old sword saint smiled heartily.

He has always been very optimistic about An Le, and when An Le rang the sword bell thirty-six times, he understood that what the Sword Pool Palace, which is now in short bloom, needs An Le.

An Le has never entered the Sword Pool Palace, and he is not a disciple of the Sword Pool Palace, but the old Sword Saint has the courage to bet the entire Sword Pool Palace on An Le in a word.

Now it seems that this bet is beginning to pay off.

"Senpai." An Le naturally saw the old sword saint and hugged his fists with a smile.

For this one of the ten realms of the world, An Le gave due respect, from his body, An Le can feel a kind of power of the will of heaven and earth, the emperor stone figurines once told An Le the Ten Realms of Mixin, the reason why the ten realms are called the ten realms, is to control the will of heaven and earth, to control a great avenue.

The old sword saint stroked his beard and smiled, standing on the seventh mountain, enjoying the scenery of the seventh mountain.

The color of appreciation in his eyes became more and more intense, and he looked at An Le carefully, and naturally noticed the difference in An Le's physical physique.

The physical body seems to contain the qi of mountains and rivers.

The old sword saint's eyes swelled with different colors: "The old man once climbed the holy mountain in his early years, and communicated with many mountain masters, and each holy mountain hides a mountain and river tripod given by the holy master, but now your seventh mountain's mountain and river tripod qi machine is not in the mountain, but in your body, you will integrate the mountain and river tripod into the body?" ”

For the powerhouses of the Ten Realms to be able to discover the difference between him, An Le naturally didn't feel strange.

The breath of Shanheding is so special, it is normal to be sensed, of course, this also shows from the side that An Le's cultivation of the "Jiuding Soldier Master Sutra" is not at home.

If he can restrain the breath of mountains and rivers, he can really get out of the hall of fame in the forging body.

However, it is only now the beginning, and he still has a long way to go.

An Le did not hide it, and briefly talked about the art of war.

The old sword master didn't care about it originally, but ...... Listening to this, the smile on the old man's face gradually faded, and a very rich solemnity and excitement appeared.

"The Art of War......

The old swordmaster muttered.

He felt the transformation of his body, and his heart couldn't help but stir.

"This law...... It's very suitable for the Sword Pond Palace! The Sword Pond Palace is the first place in the world to cast a sword, and there is a Sword Pond Lake, and the probability of the disciples of the Sword Pond Palace casting a sword has increased greatly. ”

"And every swordsmith of the Sword Pool Palace has an inseparable relationship with the sword, which is extremely suitable for the art of military fusion, and their cultivation of the art of military fusion will definitely be easier for them to learn and master than ordinary cultivators!"

Although the old sword saint only heard An Le's description of the art of war fusion for the first time, among the primordial gods, he had already started countless deductions, combining the art of war fusion with the practice of the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, and as a result, he came to the conclusion that the art of fusion of war can bring about an overall transformation to the Sword Pool Palace!

Easy...... Sure enough, it's the chance of the Sword Pond Palace!

The people who can ring the sword bell for thirty-six times have an inseparable relationship with the Sword Pond Palace.

Everything in heaven and earth has its own fixed number!

However, at this moment, the old sword saint did not talk much about this topic, after all, the art of fusion of war was created by An Le, even if he knew that it was very useful to the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, but if An Le did not want to, he could not force it.

"The old man felt that the seventh mountain moved to the mountain, so he made it from the lake, out of the Jianchi Lake, he sensed that there was a big change in the north, the ancient tomb in Lishan opened, the ancient tomb is the tomb of the peerless emperor for thousands of years, containing great opportunities, although the old man is the ten realms, but can not live forever, the limit is coming, this time out of the lake, just go to the ancient tomb to walk."

The old sword saint said with a smile.

An Le was not surprised when he heard this, the tomb of the First Emperor was opened, and most of those who were approaching the limit would give it a go, even the old sword saint was no exception.

"The predecessors used the Ten Realms of cultivation to enter the mausoleum, but they should be careful." An Le reminded him, but he didn't remind him too much.

The old sword saint looked at An Le, and he was still quite sober about An Le's reminder.

The bamboo sword Qingshan in An Le's hand had shown his elegance before the capital of Yuanmeng in the North, and the will of the peerless emperor was shown in it, so he valued An Le's reminder very much.

"Thank you Gongzi An for reminding me, the old man should be very vigilant, although the old man is the Ten Realms, but he is only a forging land immortal, refining the gods but has never set foot in Nirvana, if he meets Emperor Yuanmeng, the odds of victory are not as good as Yicheng, so he will naturally be more vigilant."

The old sword master laughed and laughed at himself.

The two chatted in the mountains, and the old sword saint attached great importance to An Le, so he knew everything about An Le's problems.

"Senior, with your Ten Realms cultivation, can you travel through space?"

An Le asked curiously.

He knew that the Nine Realms would naturally not be able to achieve spatial movement like the Seventh Mountain moving mountains.

What about the Ten Realms Land Immortals?

Can a strong man who claims to have mastered the will of heaven and earth and control a great avenue do it?

The old sword saint was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the seventh mountain's move across thousands of miles, which was directly broken into the space and then moved out of it, so the confusion arose.

He thought about it, raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a wisp of sword qi grew, and the sword qi was like wind and waves, turning faster and faster, and becoming more and more powerful!

Eventually, the air distorted, and even a black crack emerged.

"This is a spatial crack, when a cultivator of the Ten Realms, he can break the space if he runs a certain technique to the extreme, but ...... The space is chaotic and disorderly, like a mess of chaos, even if it is as strong as Emperor Yuanmeng, the peak of the Double Ten Realm, it can easily break the space, but it is impossible to achieve space walking. ”

"First of all, physical strength does not allow it, and secondly, ...... In the space, the power of the space will continue to wear down the power of the practitioner, and once the power is worn down to the level of breaking the space, it will even be trapped in the space forever, without energy supply...... It will sink into it forever. ”

"So shuttling through space, it's very dangerous, and the Ten Realms can't do it."

The old swordmaster said.

The Ten Realms can break the space and enter the space, but ...... You can't walk around the space.

An Le thought about it, if his physical strength was enough, with the help of Shanhe Ding to provide a range of help, would it ...... Able to move around space?

However, I am only thinking about it now, and there is still a long way to go before I can truly turn theory into practice.

Just when An Le and the old sword master were laughing and talking.

An Le's clothes as white as snow fluttered suddenly, and the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist trembled violently.

The sword qi roared for a long time, with a hidden sense of pathos!

An Le's complexion changed slightly.

The old sword saint brushed his beard and stared: "There are only two reasons for the wailing of the sword, one is that the sword will be broken, and the other is that the sword bearer will die." ”

"Now that the sword is not broken, An Gongzi is also strong, it is not like a fallen elephant, it may be the fall of the former sword bearer, so it provokes the sword weapon to mourn."

The words of the old sword saint made An Le's heart gradually heavy.

He suddenly thought that the seventh mountain moved today, and Su Musha, the palace master of Jianchi Palace, did not seem to bring Zhao Huangting to say goodbye to him.

An Le didn't pay too much attention to it, just when Su Musha and Zhao Huangting went to play and enjoy the rest of their lives.

But at this moment, the green mountains mourned, which made An Le's heart can't help but feel a touch of pathos.

Scenes appeared before his eyes.

It was a picture of acquaintance with Zhao Huangting, the first time I moved to the small courtyard of Taimiao Lane, the first time I saw the old man come to visit, talk with the old man about painting, and paint bamboo ...... for the old man

The old man swept the battle for him, burned the fire of Nirvana, and took him out of Lin'an City.

and the old man went north with a sword and went to the capital of Yuanmeng......

In the torrential rain, the old man fled all the way south from the capital of Yuanmeng.

Every scene emerges and swells in front of his eyes like a picture of time.

Holding the bamboo sword and Qingshan, An Le's heart was extremely heavy.

"Senior Zhao...... Let's go. ”

An Le's voice is low.

When the old sword saint heard this, he also fell silent, although he had never been very kind to see Zhao Huangting, but it was because Zhao Huangting abducted his precious apprentice.

But when he really heard the news of Zhao Huangting's death, the old sword saint also felt very regretful.

Zhao Huangting...... A generation of Tianjiao in the Great Zhao royal family.

It's a pity that after all, he fell before the Ten Realms.

It can be said that Zhao Huangting is the biggest victim of the southward migration, the southward retreat battle, and the Yuanmeng Emperor to fight three swords, although it is very heroic, but it makes Zhao Huangting have an obsession in his heart, there is a thorn, and the obsession of wanting to fight with the Yuanmeng Emperor again, but the cultivation is not enough, and the delay has not broken through the ten realms, which causes Zhao Huangting not to dare to go to the capital of Yuanmeng.

This creates an endless cycle that eventually ...... consumed Zhao Huangting's heart, and let regret accompany Zhao Huangting for the rest of his life.

Although in the end, Zhao Huangting still went north to fight against Emperor Yuanmeng, but it was a feat that was achieved at the cost of igniting the fire of Nirvana and burning up his life and hope.

"Xiao Zhao...... It's a pity. ”

"However, the fact that he was able to pass on Qingshan to you still shows that he is very discerning."

The old swordmaster said.

An Le held the bamboo sword Qingshan, feeling the sorrow of the sword, and the sorrow that emerged in his heart made his hand holding the sword involuntarily.

Why didn't Zhao Huangting say goodbye to him?

An Le thought about it carefully, and then figured out the reason, thinking that he was unwilling to let An Le enter Lin'an again, after all, his identity is different now, once he enters Lin'an, he will inevitably be left by the Zhao family's son of heaven with all his might.

When the identity of the lord of the holy mountain is no longer useful, An Le dares to enter Lin'an, and he will definitely face a crisis like a net of heaven and earth.

Zhao Huangting was dying for the sake of comfort.

An Le's heart couldn't help but feel sour, Zhao Huangting was also a teacher and friend with him, but An Le couldn't see him for the last time.

As soon as he thought of this, An Le felt a little blocked in his heart.

The wind on the mountain is slightly cool, and it can't help but feel a bit biting cold.

An Le stood on the top of the mountain, a little lonely, and the sorrowful cry of the bamboo sword and green mountains resounded through the world.

Zhao Huangting has held a sword Qingshan for five hundred years, and the sword has emotions with people, although Zhao Huangting has never really excavated the mystery of Qingshan, but Qingshan is not an ordinary sword after all.

An Le let go of his hand, and the sword qi on the green mountain was intertwined, like a dragon wrapped around it, constantly speeding in the sky above the seventh mountain.

An Le looked at the green mountains in a daze.

I can't help but think of the past.

"Didn't the old man take your painting and promise to give you a sword? Therefore, I rushed early this morning to give away the sword. ”

The old man's voice and smile still appeared in front of him.

Then I saw the old man take off the broken bamboo sword at his waist and hand it over.

The spring rain is lonely, and a few raindrops roll on the bamboo sword.

The picture is like condensing smoke, and the wisps are intertwined in front of me, and I close my eyes and think about it, and my heart is sad.

Suddenly, An Le opened his eyes, raised his hand and made a move, and the bamboo sword and green mountains swept back, fell into An Le's hands, and was solemnly hung on his waist.

"I'll take you to give your seniors a ride."

An Le said softly.

The bamboo sword has a spirit, and at this point, it is gradually no longer singing.

Even if it is dangerous to go to Lin'an City, even if he knows that Zhao Huangting is unwilling to go in peace, it is for his good and for his sake.

But it is very rare to forget the New Year's friendship in the world.

Send each other a ride, and the idea can be reached.

The old sword saint was on the side, seeing that he was happy to hold the green mountain, and as soon as he came out of Lin'an, he was about to enter Lin'an again, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of complexity, but there was a little appreciation in the complexity.

An Le, who values love and righteousness, at least makes the old sword saint clear in his heart that if he bets and entrusts the Sword Pool Palace to An Le, An Le will not lose the Sword Pool Palace, and will not let those disciples of the Sword Pool Palace suffer a big loss.

"Gongzi An, now that you are the bearer of the Ding, you have entered Lin'an, and with the temperament of the Zhao family's son of heaven who is afraid of a big crisis, he will definitely want to strangle you in the cradle."

"It's better to let the old man give you a ride, just in time, the old man will also go to see Zhao Huangting, the stinky boy for the last time, after all, this guy has deceived the old man's most valuable apprentice."

The old sword saint said with a smile.

When An Le heard this, he immediately clenched his fists, faced the mountain wind, and thanked the old sword saint.

"Before leaving Lin'an, I will enter Lin'an again."

"Even if Lin'an is already a tiger's den in Longtan, the old man will take you away, then the son of the Zhao family will definitely lay a net waiting for you, but ......"

"I want to take a look, the old and dignified land immortal, accompany you to Lin'an, this Zhao family son of heaven...... Do I dare to make a move on you?! ”

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