The night is heavy, and the moisturizing things are silent.

On the Wangqiu Lake, the lights are bright, because the night is old, and it is more lively.

The corpse nailed to the stele in the center of the lake was finally cleaned up, at this moment, a person fell from the sky, turned into light and shadow, a little against the stele in the center of the lake, suddenly the sun rose, a pair of mountains and rivers set off from the stele in the center of the lake, and began to spread to the entire Wangqiu Lake.

The whole dark night, suddenly like day, light and shadow have become the only one, the whole heaven and earth, as if it has become a blank paper, and this light and shadow is the pen walking on the white paper.

The stars are dotted, the sun is shining, every embellishment, it is a mountain and river, every time it lands, it is a change of heaven and earth, and every action is to move mountains and reclaim the sea......

For a time, many cultivators were driven away on the entire Wangqiu Lake.

Qiang Rong looked at the figure and said, "This is the legendary mountain and river map?" ”

"Yes, the palace of the king, the mountains and rivers, the hero king who becomes the king, and the fate of defeat is fate." King Xiao Leiyang knew some allusions about the palace of the king from his father, and this allusion was already a hundred and twenty years ago.

"Fengwang Palace, making many cultivators crazy, but I don't know how many people are bleeding and sweating behind it......" Qiang Rong looked at the ever-changing mountains and rivers in front of him, and felt a little sad in his heart.

"Yes, this picture of mountains and rivers, how much blood of the sages is poured into it." Xiao Leiyang Wang is also sighing.

The ancient breath emanated from the mountains and rivers, everyone's eyes stared at this scene, and the entire Xiancheng was completely lit up with the appearance of the mountains and rivers.

This is a grand scene, but also a war song.

However, the vast map of mountains and rivers can not be accommodated by a Wangqiu Lake.

After a while, the glow shrouded the entire Wangqiu Lake, and everyone felt an ancient atmosphere.

The mountains gradually became clear, the river slowly cleared, the process was very slow, but everyone was surprised by this earth-shattering means, among them, basically they were geniuses who had only risen in this era, and they were not clear about the scene of a hundred and twenty years ago, but today they finally understood what it means to change heaven and earth, and what it means to be vicissitudes.

"Actually, compared to the mountains and rivers, I want to know more about who that shadow is?" Qiang Rong's words were shocking, throughout the ages, no one has ever known who the shadow that appeared before the opening of the Fengwang Palace.

"Some people say that it is the will of the Heavenly Dao, some people say that it is the supreme powerhouse, and some people say that it is the powerhouse of the Holy Land...... There are all sorts of rhetoric. As he spoke, King Xiao Leiyang couldn't help but yearn for it, muttering to himself, "If you can reach such a state in this life, you can go to the world for thousands of miles." ”

"Who says it's not......" Qiang Rong's look yearned, although he didn't know if the light and shadow were human, if it was really a human, this kind of strength, he could move mountains and reclaim the sea, so that he could really be on the word "power".

In the sky, in the abruptness, inch by inch of mountains and rivers, infinitely magnified, began to appear on the entire Wangqiu Lake.

"This ......"

"Immortal means, real immortal means......"

Countless people have been impressed by this scene and sighed one after another.

"In the meantime, if it weren't for the immortal means, I would have drunk the water of this lake......"

"That is, this kind of method should only be in the sky, how many times in the world has it been heard?"

"Wen Xuan, what, if you want me to say, this is the will of Heaven at all, and the Fengwang Palace is also a manifestation of the will of the Heavenly Dao, and the person who can ascend to the Fengwang Palace is the chosen one." One person sprinkled, pointed to the light and shadow in the air, and finally affirmed: "I'm sure that this is definitely the will of the Heavenly Dao." ”

For a while, with the beginning of Qiang Rong and Xiao Leiyang King, everyone became interested in that light and shadow.

In the midst of the discussion, it has lasted for nearly five hours, and the formation of the mountain and river map is nearing the end.

As the process progressed, everyone saw a variety of legendary techniques.

"Shrinking the ground into ......"

"Instant bloom!" Some people exclaimed, among the mountains and rivers, dotted with thousands of scenes.

"No, there's also Gathering Spirits."

"That's a god and ghost method, not a gathering of spirits." The dots of light and shadow in the sky, the entire mountain and river map, has become a holy place for cultivation, and such a scene once again shocked everyone.

……

Dawn was close at hand, and only a loud roar was heard on the entire Wangqiu Lake, and everyone looked sideways.

I saw that in the center of the mountains and rivers map, smoke and dust were everywhere, in the vastness, with the majesty of the king, shrouding the four fields, and the entire mountains and rivers map, with the spread of this breath, completely emerged in everyone's field of vision.

The mountains and rivers that originally seemed to be vague gradually condensed and became entities.

"Shocking, weeping ghosts and gods......"

The smoke and dust slowly fell, and the ancient and majestic atmosphere officially appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everything, with the spring waves of the entire Wangqiu Lake, began to condense, little by little.

A picture of mountains and rivers feels like accommodating a world, a golden light hall, lying in the center.

"Fengwang Palace, Mountains and Rivers."

"The hero king who succeeds, and the fate of defeat is ......"

It was as if some kind of ancient oath came from the entire map of mountains and rivers.

And in the imperial palace in the center of Xiancheng, the emperor stayed awake all night, staring at the whole process.

At the moment when the dawn came, the emperor finally spoke: "The palace of the king has finally opened...... worried.

On the high mountain east of Xiancheng, Wu Qing was also looking from a distance, with Yang Pi and Yang Zhen standing beside him, Wu Qing said: "Fengwang Palace, finally here......"

For a while, the six colleges around Xiancheng were all looking out and exclaimed.

"Master, what is going on with that light and shadow?" Yang Zhen was already deeply attracted by such a magical method.

"I don't know, even the emperor brother knows very vaguely, I only know that every one hundred and twenty years, the emperor brother will light a special incense candle to the sky, and he can open the palace of the king." Wu Qing explained, telling some secrets.

"Pointing to the rivers and mountains, raising your hand is the mountains and rivers, this kind of means, I'm afraid I have stood at the real peak." Yang Pi's eyes were also full of yearning, such a scene as the team, every cultivator's heart was different, but Yang Pi and Yang Zhen chose to yearn at the same time.

"Perhaps, you'll have a chance in the future, won't you?" Wu Qing turned around, looked at the two of them, and said.

"Hmm." Yang Zhen nodded.

Yang Pi's eyes became even colder.

"So, he's a man?" On Yang Zhen's body, the golden glow was mighty, and the unparalleled momentum spread.

"I didn't say he was alone......" Wu Qing suddenly felt a little regretful and explained to his apprentice.

"It's okay, Master, I understand......" Yang Zhen smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"You know, you know a." Wu Qing was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

It was supposed to be peaceful and peaceful, but it was completely destroyed by the words of the two.

Yang Pi was speechless, staring at the light and shadow between heaven and earth until the dawn landed, and the light and shadow dissipated.

Yang Pi let out a long breath, and seemed to have a feeling of oppression.

The wind blows, the earth awakens the pure color, and near the second day of February, this barren western wilderness frontier begins to recover.

Everything is silent, and quietly, a little breath of life emerges.

The red sun rises, the east is bright, the glow below has not yet dissipated, and the morning sun falls again, for a time, looking at the autumn lake, it has become a unique grand scene in the whole Xiancheng.

"It's so beautiful......" Yu Bing stood at the top of the mountain, gazing at the glow of the heavens and the earth, from west to east, the beautiful scenery was unobstructed.

"Just like your heart at this moment, everything is beautiful." Great Elder Xuan Bing smiled brightly, how many years, how could she have had such a happy smile.

"Great Elder, you are so beautiful......" Yu Bing sighed sincerely.

"Bing'er, it's not bad......" The two walked down the hill.

Two peerless shadows, in the morning sun, with a happy mood, just think about the beauty of the morning sun every day, everything is a new beginning, everything is a beautiful beginning......

And Yang Ning had no chance for such a beautiful scenery, so he could only cultivate quietly and lonely.

The road of the strong will always be lonely, only by really stepping on the top of the mountain can you appreciate the beauty of that moment, but now Yang Ning, hatred is in his heart, how can he come from such a state of mind?

Beautiful peers need to pay, and now Yang Ning is not yet this time.

Immersed in the cultivation of the word "line", Yang Ning was single-minded.

It seems that this is a slow process, but in the slowness, there are all kinds of things.

And what Yang Ning has to go through now is this slow process.

Yang Ning has practiced more than 10,000 times in the sea of knowledge, but he has not walked slowly, but he is like a snail, as if he is walking between square inches.

The world's supreme learning, the word "line" is secret, representing the world's extreme speed, how can it be a snail's speed?

Yang Ning felt that he had stepped into a misunderstanding.

"Isn't that right, Fang Cun?" Yang Ning seemed to have grasped the crux of the problem, but his understanding of the other party's inch was even more vague.

"What the hell should I do? In order to comprehend the real square inch? Yang Ning kept asking.

"Square inch, square inch ......" repeated over and over again, Yang Ning pondered.

"Stupid, stupid." On his fingers, there was the voice of the Demon Lord hating iron and steel.

"One flower and one world, one year old and one withered glory, this is the square inch."

"One point is a world, one stroke is also a world, this is the square inch ......"

The voice of the Demon Lord continued to echo in Yang Ning's mind like a loud sound.

"Yes, a flower is a world, the subtlety of it is not a world, that is to say, the 'line' is also like this, between the subtle and the vast, every inch is the speed."

Yang Ning's mind simulated again, and the sea of knowledge turned into the end of the world, and with one foot moving, it was already a mile away.

Yang Ning was overjoyed and said to the ring: "Thank you......"

Yang Ning knew that although he was still some distance away from cultivating the "line" word, his speed at this time had already surpassed his own Yan Zidang.

"It's the fastest in the world!" Yang Ning couldn't help but admire.

"The world is extremely fast? It's still far away......" The Demon Lord's voice struck mercilessly.

However, Yang Ning was already very satisfied.

Because this is just the beginning.

It's like tomorrow's opening of the palace of the king, just the beginning.

Yang Ning was in a happy mood and walked out of his courtyard, the morning sun shining on his face, full of warmth.

The green shirt flew in the wind, and the long hair was scattered on the shoulders, and Yang Ning was extremely relaxed at this moment.

"You're finally out......" Zhou Han came to Yang Ning's courtyard.

"Finally succeeded......" Yang Ning's momentum was unprecedentedly strong, and his sword momentum soared into the sky.

Zhou Han was taken aback, Yang Ning's cultivation at the moment was probably beyond that of ordinary Mountain Building Realm Sevenfold Realm powerhouses.

"It's finally here......" He opened his eyes, turned into a rainbow light, and instantly appeared in Yang Ning's courtyard.

"What is this?" Zhou Han was shocked.

"You're him?" Yang Ning behaved very calmly.

"You are Yang Ning?" His eyes looked ordinary, calm as water.

"Let's go."

"Absolutely glad." A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ning's mouth.

The two of them teamed up and shot towards the front of the academy.

"He? Who is he? Why don't I have an impression of this person in the academy? Zhou Han recalled, but he had no impression of the person who appeared just now.

"He? Could it be him? Zhou Han suddenly felt that he was thinking too much, but besides him, who else could have the amazing momentum just now.

"It's not good, their direction is life and death." Zhou Han shouted.