After killing three black-clothed assassins, Chen San completely collapsed and collapsed on the Minshan road.

The young man looked at the night sky, his expression was a little dazed, and suddenly he laughed when he was covered in injuries, and once again survived on the edge of life and death.

Zhang Haokong struggled to drag the paralyzed young man to the ground, looking at the paralyzed young man, he became more and more pleasing to the eye.

If it weren't for the bravery of a young man, even if he was a cultivator, he would still be killed if his heart was damaged.

"Except for the prince in the court who doesn't want His Highness to return to China safely, who else doesn't want His Highness to go back?" Zhang Haokong looked at the corpses of the three assassins, and there was some doubt in his eyes.

Zhang Haokong's doubts made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's face gloomy, and they naturally didn't know, but this assassination told them a particularly serious matter.

Among the dignitaries in Chang'an City, some of them have become moths in the Tang Dynasty, and this moth is quite large, enough to have the courage to kill the prince of the dynasty.

The young man who was paralyzed on the ground naturally would not tell them that the assassin he killed on the road to Minshan was sent by Xu Hu, who was known as one of the Five Tigers of the Tang Dynasty.

Even though twelve years have passed, Chen San still remembers that in the quiet street of Chang'an City, in that originally happy mansion.

Xu Hu took a group of armor soldiers and killed all the 300 people of their family on the charge of harming the country.

The Tang Dynasty had a strict hierarchy, and the army and the people were united, and the matter of cholera in the hearts of the Tang Dynasty and the people of the Tang Dynasty must not be tolerated.

Twelve years ago, when the mansion was charged with the crime of bringing disaster to the country, the case of the tragic murder on a rainy night became an ironclad case overnight.

"The iron case that harmed the country?" The young man who was paralyzed on the ground had an irrepressible ruthlessness in the depths of his eyes.

This so-called iron case is just those dignitaries in Chang'an City, for a place in the Fuyao Academy.

Every year, there will be a lot of places to enter the Fuyao School Palace, but this so-called lot is too few for those dignitaries in Chang'an City.

When they know that a child will get an extremely precious place among these many places, they will find a way to snatch that place.

If this child's background is not worth mentioning in Chang'an City, then the most sinister side of people's hearts will be exposed.

And this so-called exposure, with a crime called calamity to the country, with the face of the supreme justice in the Tang Dynasty, wrapped in an ugly heart, on a rainy night in Chang'an City, all the 300 people in a mansion were killed, and in the shortest possible time, this massacre became an irreversible iron case.

"The people involved in this iron case will not let go, and what is exchanged for blood must be repaid with blood. Chen San's eyes became more and more ruthless.

In the dark night of Minshan, the young man is like a ghost walking in the dark, ready to strike at any time and take the lives of others.

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I don't know how long it took, on the Minshan Road, the dark night gradually faded, and the stars gave up the sky on the treetops to the faint morning light.

In the middle of the Minshan Road, Zhang Haokong and Chen San opened their eyes at the same time, glanced at each other with tacit understanding, and woke up the sleeping prince beside him.

From the end of the Minshan road, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves, and the two were seriously injured and could not move at all

Now that we already know, there is a team of people at the end of the Minshan Road coming quickly.

Then there is no need for them to hide, they are seriously injured, they just need to wait calmly.

Waiting to be rescued or waiting to die.

The faint morning light, projected on the hard armor, reflected a cold and hard light, and from the end of the Minshan Road, dozens of heavily armored cavalry were killed.

The knights and horses, wrapped in heavy black armor, galloped wildly, their hooves shaking and the earth trembling.

All of this shows the majesty of the most elite heavy armor of the Tang Dynasty.

When Chen San and the others were still a few feet away, one of the heavily armored cavalry walked out alone.

"Chiayi Marquis Yu Zimo is here! Welcome His Highness back to the court!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was full of tiredness, finally relaxed his nerves that had been tense for a long time.

If there is anyone else in Chang'an City who is worthy of his complete trust, only Chiayi Hou Yu Zimo.

Yu Zimo jumped off the war horse, took off his heavy armor with very skillful movements, abandoned the heavy sword in his hand, and knelt in front of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Zimo is late for rescue, please forgive your highness!"

With tears on his face, the prince hugged Yu Zimo and said, "Zimo, it's been three years, and I'm back." ”

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Minshan is still a long distance away from Chang'an, but with the elite heavy armor escort of the Tang Dynasty, Chen San and the others have no worries.

No one would provoke the heavy armor of the Tang Dynasty, not even the most powerful dignitaries in the court.

They were the hardest shield of the Tang Dynasty and were guarding the land of the Tang Dynasty at all times.

On the way to Chang'an City, Chen San and Zhang Haokong were treated specially.

The Tang Dynasty was martial and admired the strong, and when they learned that the two of them were desperately guarding His Royal Highness the Prince, dozens of heavily armored warriors worshiped him.

"Master, can you tell me about the things in the mountains and rivers?" The two people who were placed in the same carriage, Chen San looked at Zhang Haokong and said.

In Yulong Town, I have heard Mr. Storyteller talk about mountains and rivers since I was a child, but after all, there is still no truth from the master in the Fuyao School Palace.

Zhang Haokong looked at the young man with kindness: "Among the hundreds of millions of living beings, only a few people can enter the cultivation, I know, what do you want to know about the imagination of ordinary people in the cultivation world?"

The boy thought seriously for a long time, and he thought of the dream he had when he first watched Daozang.

At first, the boy felt that he had entered the so-called initial state of cultivation, but in the end, he found that it was simply a dream.

"I want to know what it's like to practice!" said the boy.

Zhang Haokong smiled and said, "You are very greedy, but it is a good thing." ”

Chen San lay on the carriage, tilted his head sideways and said, "So...... Can you tell me what kind of abilities the cultivators divided into the nine realms have?"

"Cultivators are divided into nine realms, and everyone knows about it, but ordinary people don't know what it is. Zhang Haokong said with appreciation on his face: "Your question exceeded my expectations. ”

"The path of cultivation is long and long, and the most important test of resilience is the long and complicated path, and practitioners divide this long path into nine stages, which are what the world calls the nine realms. ”

"The first realm of cultivation is the collective name of the first three realms, and within this mountain and river, the people in the three religions have their own sayings. ”

"The two temples of Buddhism are called Shendu, the two immortal mountains of Taoism are called Wuwei, and the two temples of Buddhism are called enlightenment. ”

"Whether it is the Twelve Realms of Haoran Mountains and Rivers, the Holy Land of the Southern Demon Clan, or the Seventy-two Buddha Kingdoms in the West, or even the Barbarian Land in the North, they all think so. ”

Zhang Haokong paused, looked at the young man's expression without confusion, and continued to speak.

"Chaowen, the so-called Chaowendao, you can die at night!"

"Practitioners in this realm are like the first corners of heaven and earth, able to touch the aura flowing and floating between heaven and earth, and live in harmony with it, and have a beautiful exchange. ”

"Because you can communicate with the aura that flows and floats between heaven and earth, is there a saying that you can die at night?"

"That's true, you're smart. Zhang Haokong nodded, he liked the young man's intelligence very much.

"Ascending the stairs, climbing high and looking into the distance, cultivators at this level have been able to comprehend the aura of heaven and earth and make use of it. ”

"A hundred feet, climb a tall building into a hundred feet, a cultivator at this level already has the power to destroy the world, turn over rivers and seas, and carry mountains, but Xiao Daoer. ”

"Don't be confused, a hundred feet further embodiment, understand the origin of the world, and have already come to the end. ”

"Jin Dan, the most powerful existence between heaven and earth, known as a saint, stands on the foot of the world, looking up at the endless starry sky. ”

The young man in the carriage tilted his head and looked at the clean sky through the window of the carriage.

Standing on the foot of the world and looking up at the endless starry sky, what a magnificent scene.

"Those saints who look down on the world, where are they. "For the teenager, such a lofty existence is naturally too far away, but it does not hinder, the teenager is eager to understand them.

"The saints of other regions, it is not clear where they are located, but in this mountain and river, the saints sit in a place called the clouds. ”

Zhang Haokong also raised his head, as the lowest monk in the cultivation world, the saints sitting above the clouds and mist in the mountains and rivers were also places he could not touch.

"Sir, what you just said is only eight realms, what is the other realm?" Chen San suddenly realized.

Zhang Haokong paused, muttered for a long time, and then looked at the young man and said: "The last realm, there is no actual statement, at least no one has ever been able to set foot in it, it is a legendary realm. ”

"What kind of realm is that?" the boy asked.

"The people of the world call the realm beyond the Jindan Holy Realm and the realm above all living beings gods!"

When he finished the last word, Chen San could clearly feel that Zhang Haokong actually had a general feeling of collapse.

That kind of realm known as immortality made Zhang Haokong feel powerless.

"Is there really no one who can reach that level?" said the boy.

In the eyes of the young man, the road of cultivation is long and long, and in this world, the Jindan Holy Realm will never be the end.

The silent carriage slowly drove towards Chang'an City, and after a long time, Zhang Haokong's subtle voice came from the carriage.

"Perhaps, the man who single-handedly pioneered the path of the sword may have reached that realm. ”

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