readx;? There are many roads in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, but only one can go directly to the top of the mausoleum, and that is the Shinto Road made of white jade to the south. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The ascent of the tomb by Shinto is a very symbolic event.

Only the Emperor, the Pope and the Holy Maidens of the South are qualified to walk in Shinto, which represents supreme authority.

Xun Mei has had many people who have tried to break into the Shinto Dao before, but except for Zhou Du, there seems to be no other successful example.

Wang Po wants to break into the Shinto, which is to fulfill his promise to his old friend, a provocation to the imperial court, and a revenge for Emperor Taizong.

Xu Yourong stood in the depths of the woods of the Hundred Herb Garden, looked at the slightly graved meadow, and said in a low voice: "You said that Ji Daoren was Emperor Taizong's most loyal courtier, and even a fanatical follower of some perverts, so how could he allow such a thing to happen?"

The breeze swept the leaves and the tender green grass that had just emerged from the ground, and the Queen of the Heavenly Sea was buried here, and no one could answer her questions.

"It's really nervous to think about having to be the enemy of such a perverted character. ”

Xu Yourong's expression was very calm, and he couldn't see the nervousness described in her words, only the slightly fluttering eyelashes, revealing her true mood at this time.

What she has to do or make is so terrible that the slightest carelessness could lead to the miserable death of tens of millions of people.

To make such a decision, or to convince the entire continent that she dared to make such a decision, it would take her to have an extremely strong will.

The will is extremely strong, and it is naturally ruthless, this is the way of Taishang.

Xu Yourong's eyebrows frowned slightly, looking a little weak and pitiful.

No one has ever seen her like this.

Even when she was seriously injured and about to die in Zhou Yuan, even if she was as close as Chen Changsheng, she had never seen it.

Only the smooth stone path on the twilight valley and the tree on the cliff had ever been seen.

The index fingers of both hands touched each other gently in the breeze.

She looked at the place where her fingertips met and said to herself, "You can do it, you can do it." ”

With a seemingly weak, slightly timid murmur, her eyelashes gradually stopped fluttering.

She raised her head and looked at the faintly graven green grass again, her eyes calm.

The ultimate calmness is indifference.

Don't talk about a green meadow, even a monstrous flood can't make her care.

"May the Light be with you forever. ”

Xu Yourong turned around and walked towards the outside of the Baicao Garden.

With the flick of her skirt, wildflowers sprouted in the green meadow, and then suddenly golden flames and nothingness.

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It wasn't very far from Xunmei's hut to the bottom of the Shinto, and it didn't take long when Chen Changsheng, Gou Hanshi and the others rushed over.

But Wang Po was gone for a long time.

The iron knife was unsheathed at some point, and he held it in his hand.

If people see this scene, they will definitely have a lot of shock and more incomprehension.

That year, when he fought against the Iron Tree in the snowstorm, he didn't draw his sword for a long time, and it wasn't until the end that he slashed the heavens and the earth with one sword.

Why did he pull out his iron sword so early today, and who was he going to slash at?

It is not a person who Wang Po wants to behead.

Today's Tianshu Mausoleum is too deserted, and there are no cultivators who can see the monument, and even those monument attendants don't know where they went.

Even if these people are here, no one is qualified to let him go under the knife.

He cut down the branches that branched out and blocked the way, the hedges that had rotted, and the bluestones that had fallen into disrepair.

As the iron knife fell, the branches turned into chips, the bamboo hedges turned into powder, and the bluestones became the end, and then they were blown away by the wind and became smooth and new.

After he left, the clear knife marks on the mud and bluestone gradually disappeared, but the knife intent disappeared into a deeper space, covering something.

Wang Po walked under the Shinto Road and looked at the pavilion that once existed.

Now the world already knows that the Khan Qing God at that time has broken through the realm and entered the sacred.

No wonder Xun Mei just woke up from a dream that night, and when she was at her peak, she still couldn't pass him.

Who will stop him from entering Shinto today?

Wang Po didn't walk towards the Shinto, quietly waiting for the arrival of that person.

His iron sword was re-sheathed, but it still stood between heaven and earth, and it continued to rise slowly.

He won't be in a hurry, because the more time passes, the more perfect the accumulated sword momentum will become, until it is rounded and there are no more gaps.

Probably for this reason, it didn't take long for the person he was waiting for to appear.

The breeze stirred the clear water in the shallow canal, giving birth to countless fine ripples, forming countless intricate patterns.

The water pattern seems to hide the wonderful meaning of the creation of heaven and earth, which dilutes Wang Po's sword momentum a lot.

Shang Xingzhou appeared on the Shinto, his sleeves fluttered lightly, and his black hair was combed without being messy, and Yinghua was pressing.

Wang Po said: "Sure enough, there is nothing new. ”

He was not surprised by the appearance of Shang Xingzhou, and no one would be surprised.

The person in the world today who has the ability to stop him from breaking into the Shinto path is the merchant boat.

Shang Xingzhou did not answer.

He cares more about the actual result than with talking.

He looked at Wang Po, his eyes were full of appreciation, just like looking at his most outstanding junior.

But that appreciation eventually turned into regret.

In his plan, Wang Po would play a very important role in the subsequent Northern Expedition, and he was even ready to hand over the heavy task of breaking through the Snow Old City to the other party.

It's a pity that such an excellent Terran powerhouse is going to die today.

A rain descended on the sky of the Tianshu Tomb at the same time as the arrival of the merchant boat.

It wasn't spring rain, it was a rain of arrows.

With a dense buzzing sound, countless feathered arrows and crossbow arrows rained down like a torrential rain.

Those arrows rubbed violently against the air, bringing out the Dao fire, and there was a hidden holy light shining in between.

Wang Po didn't turn around, he had already sensed the arrival of the arrow rain.

He was a little surprised, but also a little emotional.

He didn't expect that the Yulin Army outside the Heavenly Book Mausoleum actually had so many Holy Light Arrows.

Obviously, the imperial court had already predicted his appearance in the Heavenly Book Tomb, and such a large number of Holy Light Arrows was a highly targeted terrorist method.

It turned out that three years ago, he broke through the realm and entered the sacred realm on the bank of Luoshui, and the imperial court began to prepare how to kill him.

Shang Xingzhou stood on the Shinto, and he was also in the scope of this rain of arrows, but he had no intention of leaving, just quietly watching Wang Po.

It was like he was looking at a dead man.

He has been practicing the Dao for more than a thousand years, so he naturally has the ability to deal with the Holy Light Arrow, at least much stronger than Wang Po.

And if he didn't leave, Wang Po wouldn't be able to leave.

No matter how strong Wang Po's iron knife was, it was impossible to resist his attack while slashing down the rain of arrows in the sky.

At this time, in a certain forest southwest of Tianshu Tomb, a sword light suddenly swept up.

That sword light was extremely pure.

A bird was startled, but before it could fly out of the treetops, it was slashed by another sword light.

That sword light was extremely gorgeous.

Immediately after, more and more sword light swept through the woods.