East of Yong'an City, the top of Zhushan Mountain.

In the morning, the sun is warm and thick, but the sea of clouds is forced to be soft and sparse, the mountain wind is whining, and the warm tassels on the cliffside are gradually dissipating. The grass hut in the mountains is rustling in the wind, and the thatch that has not been blown by the wind and rain falls from the hut, like the fallen leaves blown by the cold wind in autumn, and like a different kind of flying snow in winter.

The old man sat under the grass hut, quietly drinking a pot of wine, and every sip was full of admiration. Suddenly, he stopped his glass and looked at the southwest sky, puzzled.

As you can see from the heights of Takeyama, the sky is brighter than before, and the clouds are a little strange.

A fresh breeze rose from the grass hut, and a young woodcutter appeared at the bottom of the hut, holding a short axe in his hand and carrying a freshly cut green bamboo behind him.

Dressed with bamboo leaves, he looked very anxious.

Chai Le asked, "Sir, what's going on there?" ”

Wen Sheng nodded, and then said, "Take your two junior disciples with you." ”

Chai Le leaned over to receive the order, the wind blew, and disappeared into the grass house.

Lord Wen Sheng slowly withdrew his gaze, he looked down at the wine glass in his hand, and was silent for a moment, not knowing whether he was thinking about the wine in the cup or the things of the world, and suddenly he smiled and said, "It turns out that this is fate." ”

The wind rises on Zhushan, and it blows over a mountain cliff, where there is the fragrance of flowers in all seasons, and the cliff side has flowers all year round, and I don't know how many varieties of flowers are planted. When the wind comes, the flowers are waving in the wind, and the wind disappears with the fragrance of flowers.

It came to a pavilion in the back mountain, where there was a waterfall that rushed down, making a rumbling sound and raising a large mist. The pavilion is on the edge of the hazy mist, according to the pond water, there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the pavilion, the ink on the white paper has not dried, the wind blows away the mist, and the person is gone.

There was no wind in Yong'an City.

There are countless tall cedar trees planted in the yew orchard, and these cedar trees have drooping branches and fine green leaves, which should be cedars. There is a dense cedar forest in the depths of the courtyard, and these cedar forests are the boundary between the yew annex and the yew garden, and few people come, so few people know that there is a courtyard in the cedar forest, and the courtyard is inhabited.

Lord Dayu Zhuge lives here, and when there is nothing to do, Changkong and the remnant sword practice here. Earlier, Qingshanling came to pass the book, and Tangling had something to do. However, the two of them were in the forest, and the door of the courtyard was open.

Changkong didn't know how to speak, all he could think of was admiration, he was also one of the Seven Bins of Civil and Martial Affairs, and the realm of Mr. Lingmen was already like this. Remnant Sword looked at the sky in the distance and didn't know what it meant, he still couldn't see what kind of expression it was with a ghost face attached to his face.

In the backyard of Yew Garden, the room was a little dim, and the figure of Lord Martial Saint on the wooden chair was stretched very long.

Zhushan has already made a move, not to mention that Zhuge is still there, so it should be fine. It's just that if you act like this, that matter will still be unresolved, and there will still be things in the world!

In the palace, the spring sun shines on the moon platform, which is the highest place in Yong'an City, and it is naturally bright.

His Majesty the Emperor stood at the railing, his hands bent behind him, his tall figure becoming more and more majestic in the light, as if he would never grow old.

He didn't go to see the pomegranate orchard in the west of the city, or the lively people in the city, he was looking at the sky.

Just earlier, a gust of wind rose from Zhushan, and the sea of clouds there was divided, revealing a ray of sunshine.

The sun came out from there, and it seemed to be a little more abundant, and His Majesty the Emperor's hands behind him seemed to have a more intense light. The emperor was silent for a long time, then took one last look at Zhushan and turned to leave.

"My good Xiangguo, what do you want to do the most?"

.........

Tang Lingzhong, the black robe looked at the three people in front of him who were no longer able to fight, decided not to say too much, and became silent.

He came with a knife, and this knife was Chao Li's knife, made of the cold iron of the northern country.

He didn't expect that he was still careless after all, and he was calculated by the three juniors who were lacking in the realm of gods, and his physical body was damaged, not to mention that he was still in control of the rules of Tang Ling.

I haven't seen it for a hundred years, and it's still the same.

The black robe walked up to the three of them and raised the knife in his hand. He was ready to kill two people and take one with him.

The Heaven Breaking Sword was still in the world, and this sword that flew away with the ancestor of the Sword Sect actually appeared in the hands of this junior.

The killer of Luoxue Tower is really still ruthless, that umbrella should be the Luhua umbrella, after Xiao Shuihan died, shouldn't this umbrella remain in the Snow Mountain Sect?

This Lingmen disciple actually has the Heavenly Dao as well! The light on the gimbal before should also be because of him, that breath should not be wrong, he actually sensed the Book of Heaven!

Bai Jiu was silent and generous, he stood up and came to the two of them.

In the end, he was unable to fight again, but he didn't know how to deal with it, and perhaps he had to die generously.

He originally wanted to escape alone at this time, and then attract the attention of the black robe, but he found that the target of the black robe was not him alone, but the three of them.

People outside, haven't they noticed that something is wrong?

The previous mountain technique had exhausted his true qi, and now he was even weaker than a normal person.

He still has the Black Sea in the small world, but he doesn't dare to use it anymore, he has a feeling that if he keeps using the power in the Black Sea, he may really die, or lose his will.

Every word on the stone wall before was deeply rooted in Bai Jiu's heart. Especially the last sentence on the stone wall: Of course, there is always a way of heaven.

The end of all things is the way of heaven, nothing can escape the way of heaven, and it is still the way of heaven to return to the business of a lifetime, so what is the way of heaven?

Bai Jiu couldn't think clearly, not to mention that the black sea in his body was the so-called blood of the Heavenly Dao.

How could he not be afraid?

However, just as the black-robed knife approached, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the sky, like a hammer carrying thunder and lightning falling heavily on the iron.

In the midst of the loud noise, the wind and rain shook and there was chaos in an instant, and there were no previous rules to speak of. The sound of the sky rumbling was better than the previous mountain peaks cracking, and it was more heart-palpitating than the roar of the mountains falling to the ground.

It was the earth that had been forced to shatter, but now it was as if the sky was going to shatter.

The black robe looked up blankly, only to see a few traces of transparent light appearing in the rolling dark clouds in the sky, as if a rich sky light was shining from behind the dark clouds.

What happened?

Before anyone could understand it, in the next second, the roar started again.

There were countless dragons and snakes of lightning in the dark clouds, and they were like real things, rolling and roaring in the clouds, bringing wind and rain, and at the same time blocking the world. In fact, it was a rule of Tang Ling, and those lightning bolts were like chains, and the black robe used the mystery to block this heaven and earth, which was also the reason why the teleportation bell failed.

However, under this roar, the rolling dark clouds cracked instantly, and the thunder shattered in the roar, without the slightest chance to struggle.

A slender sword fell from the sky, accompanied by the previous heavenly light, and slashed above the dark clouds. With just one knife, the blockade between heaven and earth was opened into a big gap.

The light of the sky fell from that gap, not the dimness of the Tangling sunset, but the warm and rich sunshine of spring.

At this moment, it is like a brilliant meteor shower sprinkled by the Milky Way on the earth, like the dazzling light of countless suns.

The light of the sky fell into the black robe, illuminating the blank eyes under the black robe.

In a moment of enlightenment, the black robe secretly said that it was not good, and his body hurriedly jumped forward, and he no longer raised his knife to cut off Ximen Ye Qiao Fei'er and the others, but stretched out his hand to Bai Jiu.

The black robe is like night, and when it unfolds, there is darkness, and the sunlight cannot enter, it rushes towards Bai Jiu, and wants to bring Bai Jiu into the night.

But after all, it was too late.

A small red flower landed on the tip of the black robe's finger.

A sea of flowers appeared in front of Bai Jiu.

The sea of flowers spread instantly, like a tidal wave between heaven and earth, and under the skylight, the red sea was colorful.

.........

Sometime earlier, in the middle of the Qingshan Ridge.

Lord Zhuge looked at the clouds and mist between the mountain roads thoughtfully, the illusory mountain roads on both sides were full of peach trees, and the roads were full of peach blossoms. At this time, the peach blossoms flew with the clouds and smoke, and many of them stopped in mid-air, as if they had fallen somewhere. Those things that are invisible to the naked eye are illusory chains, locking Tang Ling from the inside out.

After the previous deduction, Lord Zhuge discovered the reason for this, but it will take some time to break the chains in this mausoleum. Even after a hundred years, the rules in the Tang Tombs are still difficult to understand, not to mention the internal seal, outsiders can't look directly at the rules, so it is naturally difficult to unlock them in a short time.

At this time, there were many people sitting outside the mountain road.

Lord Zhuge deduced at the forefront, and there was Vice President Mo next to him, as well as the leaders of the imperial court and various sects, their realm was higher than that of ordinary disciples, and they could feel things that ordinary people could not feel from outside this Tang Tomb, and everyone worked together to do it, and the speed of unsealing the locked Tang Tomb gradually accelerated.

However, this is still too slow after all.

A gust of wind rose between the mountain paths.

The breeze blows up the cliff, the branches of the trees in the forest rustle, the fallen leaves rise with the wind, and in a blink of an eye, you have reached the top of Dajian Mountain.

The dead branches and young leaves fell from a high place, like autumn maple leaves, and the wind rose and fell, and then they stopped in the middle of the Great Sword Mountain. The air there suddenly rippled with countless to tiny ripples, like autumn leaves falling into the water. The ripples fade, the water surface is shallow and quiet, and finally there is no trace of falling into the water.

The people outside the Sword Gate were attracted by this strange scene, and Lord Zhuge in the mountain path used this method to probe those invisible seals. And this breeze actually drove the branches and leaves in the forest to find out the location of the Tang Tomb. It turned out that it was the location of the Tangling Small World, but it was rumored that it was hidden in the spatial fault, why did it emerge at this time? And who could be the one who caused this gust of wind?

Lord Zhuge looked at the high place and was silent, while Zuo Tang Shenjiang frowned and didn't know what to think in his heart, only Vice Dean Mo seemed to understand where the wind came from before after seeing this scene, and he showed respect and joy on his face, and saluted towards the height of Dajian Mountain.

After seeing Vice Dean Mo saluting, the disciples of the Academy of Liberal Arts suddenly understood who the person was coming, and at the same time showed a look of ecstasy in their hearts, and hurriedly saluted with the teacher.