In the belly of the southern Xinjiang land, there is a big mountain that spans thousands of miles, which has existed since ancient times, blocking the north and south, and is also the largest mountain range in the southern Xinjiang land, which is dangerous and grows many creatures. The imperial court sent heavy troops to guard this place, which was a barrier to the southern border of the Dawu Kingdom. This is the world-famous Broken Blade Mountain.

The middle part of the mountain range is like a broken long blade, tearing open a crack, turning into an abyss, a cliff, the dead pine on it hangs upside down, the waterfall rushes out from it, flies down, very thrilling, and between the two mountains, there is a huge iron cable long bridge hanging horizontally, the ditch is even the moat. Call it a suspension bridge.

From below, it looks like a long river floating in the sky.

At this time, on the bridge, gather too many pedestrians, form a flow of people, pour into a mountain, walk across this overpass, you will arrive at the other side of the Broken Blade Mountain, at the foot of the mountain, is an ancient and boundless giant city, Nanyang City, the capital of southern Xinjiang.

From the mountain, Nanyang City crisscrosses, occupies a hundred miles of place, during the pavilion street is dotted, it looks like a chessboard from a distance, it is extremely big.

Broken Blade Mountain is the only place to reach Nanyang City, at this moment guests from all over the country from all over the country converge along the mountain road to the suspension bridge, only by walking across the suspension bridge can successfully reach Nanyang City.

The mountains are full of plants, the mountains are full of flowers, and there are spirit birds chirping from time to time. There are also cliffs, huge trees rise to the sky, and even a few large peaks rise into the sky, and the top of it is not visible. The scenery is different, attracting passers-by to stop and admire.

"Broken Blade Mountain is worthy of being the first mountain in my southern Xinjiang, the dangerous peaks enter the clouds, the dry pine hangs upside down against the cliff, the flying turbulent waterfall is noisy, and the scenery is unparalleled. The young man in a brocade dress looked into the distance and sighed lightly

"Brother Xia Yang has been gone for a long time, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet you in this Broken Blade Mountain this time. At this moment another figure came from the other side of the road, speaking loudly, and his figure was very athletic.

"It turned out to be Brother Ziling, aren't you practicing in Nanyang Martial Mansion, so here?" Xia Yang saw the person coming, his face was calm, and he didn't see any waves. Even if the person who came was one of the top families in southern Xinjiang, the Wang family was a leader of the younger generation. It is a martial artist of Nanyang Wufu, the first martial arts house in southern Xinjiang.

And Nanyang Wufu is in Nanyang City. It was opened by the king of Zhennan who personally convened the world's bachelors.

"Some time ago, I went back to the family. Now he is about to rush back to participate in the prayer ceremony held by the prince. Wang Ziling walked over, smiling, looking a little close, but it made Xia Yang sneer in his heart, who in Nanyang Wufu didn't know that you guys were beating the attention of the little sister, and actually ran here to set almost.

It's kind of uneasy.

"And how about walking with him, Brother Xia is both civil and military, and I just want to ask for some valuable opinions. Wang Ziling raised his hand and pointed ahead, making a gesture of please, Xia Yang did not shirk, walked forward, and walked in the direction of the suspension bridge.

Wang Ziling followed closely and continued to set up almost...

At this time, on another mountain road, I saw two young scholars riding a horse and a donkey, walking leisurely, looking at the scenery from time to time, and talking eloquently. It was Mu Li and Mo Xiaoyao. The two left the Drunken Dream Tower for another three days, and finally arrived at Broken Blade Mountain.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyao was carrying a long wooden box, and the cloth strips were tied behind him, which was the treasure given by Mr. Qi Ge in the Drunken Dream Building that day. And in his hand, he was also carrying a pot of fine wine, which was a drunken and exquisite gift from the shopkeeper Li Kexing.

Mu Li also has a pot in his hand, and he takes a sip after a while, and he has become a serious drinker, a drinker. Mo Yaoyao on the side laughed.

At this time, he is different from the past, the whole person is much more energetic, the breath is profound, and there is a Ling Ran temperament invisibly, but looking at the past, people feel that there is a heroic righteousness and a frank atmosphere. More generous than ever.

Drunken Menglou and his entourage can be said to have made him reborn, not only was the sword qi attracted by Cen and his son cured his physical weakness, but also helped him form a vitality in his body, awaken his soul, and step into martial arts.

In the past few days, Mu Li has consulted Mo Xiaoyao with a lot of martial arts knowledge, and has an in-depth understanding of the martial arts realm, and learned that he has cast the wheel of life, and stepped into the mysterious realm of the 'wheel of life', and can already think of the world and exert powerful combat power.

At this time, he is comparable to a hundred enemies.

"Brother Mo, what did the owner of Lichuan give you. Mu Li took a sip of wine and asked Mo Xiaoyao with a little curiosity.

Master Cen gave him a breath of sword qi, and Mr. Qi Ge gave Mo Xiaoyao a treasure, and the owner of Lichuan gave him a cloth bag, which contained a martial arts scripture, called "Hetuluo Book", which recorded a lot of martial arts knowledge, historical allusions, and even martial arts cheats, four elephant gossip, etc. It's just that he can't understand it for a while.

"It's a strange bead, I don't know what it is, but since it came from the hand of the owner of Lichuan Building, it must not be ordinary. Mo Xiaoyao also looked helpless, he studied that thing for two days, but he still didn't know anything, so he had to put it away and take it to understand it slowly in the future, maybe he could ask his teacher what it was in the future.

"Mine is a book that contains a lot of unfathomable things, but it is very helpful for me, and I can slowly understand and understand it in the future, and I think I can achieve something in the future. "Shepherd's departure.

"That's good. Mo Xiaoyao said lightly, and there was no envy, after all, he had a lot of teachers to teach this thing, but it was more suitable for Mu Li, thinking about it this time, maybe the owner of Lichuan already knew the result of the distribution.

And when he thought of the picture of Master Cen inducing the righteous qi between heaven and earth to gather into a sword qi that day, causing the wind and clouds to move in all directions, and letting Mu Li directly step into the martial arts, he was still extremely shocked, such an unfathomable method, even his teacher seemed to have never used it.

That's definitely a Confucian monk above the level of Confucianism. And his student Qi Ge Lichuan is also extremely extraordinary and mysterious.

Even Mu Li didn't understand why Master Cen and his apprentice treated the two of them so well when they met for the first time, which was unpredictable and like a dream.

The two rode their mounts all the way into the mountains, walking on the rugged mountain road, in the direction of the rumoredly suspended bridge. Passing through a mountain, I saw that on the open plain in the valley below, there were thousands of camp tents stationed, spreading into the endless distance, during which the black pressed a group of armor soldiers, some patrolled with guns, some drilled soldiers, the pace was the same and capable, there was a burst of iron armor sound, the sound of heaven and earth, the majesty was extraordinary.

That's the 100,000 armor soldiers of the Great Martial Kingdom guarding the Broken Blade Mountain!

There are many pedestrians who stop on the mountains to watch the barracks, looking solemn and shocking to the army. I can't help but think of the boundless majesty of the Great Martial Kingdom.

Sitting in the central world, the eight wildernesses and six he, the four sides of the world, the world is invincible!

"Is this the 100,000 armor soldiers of Broken Blade Mountain, it is rumored to be led by the generals under the King of Zhennan. The tube is much stronger than the defenders of Yizhou City. Mu Li sighed.

"Of course, Yizhou is the internal area of Dawu Kingdom, who dares to mess around, and southern Xinjiang is the border, chaotic, Jianghu sects, and foreign Yi clans can come to attack, and the imperial court will inevitably send heavy troops to guard it. The king of Zhennan has an army of 900,000 in his hands, which is child's play. ”

"That's right, the eight kings of the Great Martial Kingdom are not holding heavy troops, but Brother Mo thinks who is the head of the eight kings and the first person under the emperor. ”

"It is rumored that the eight kings of the imperial court have five demon towns in the east, west, north and south, and the Fa Ce Holy for three days, and I thought that the demon king who guarded the barbarian demon clan should be the head of the eight. Of course, there are also people who believe that the Heavenly Saint King is the head of the Eight Kings. But it is difficult to say that they are the first people under the emperor, and the Confucian scholars of the Jixia School Palace, the great martial arts national teacher, as well as the military saint Wumu, the Taoist ancestor and other great sages are not inferior to the eight kings. Mo Xiaoyao said.

"I know so much, Brother Mo!" Mu Li sighed with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Mu said with a smile, scholars should not even know such basic knowledge, how to take the big exam and achieve fame. Mo Xiaoyao smiled.

"If we and other young people can talk to such sages and princes one day, we will surely become famous and the backbone of the Great Martial Kingdom. ”

"Yes, but this kind of fame is too difficult to achieve, and I have never heard of it for thousands of years, after all, as the pilgrimage said, 'It takes thousands of years to produce a martial artist, and it should be passed down in ancient history'. Not everyone can have the posture of a soldier saint. ”

"Yes, the Dawu Kingdom has millions of troops, and it is respected as a saint, and the world can only look up to it. Mu Li thought of the supreme sage in the world who was only recorded in the book, and he sighed and revered. It is regarded as the peak of the mountain pursued by the world.

After that, they continued on their way, and as the trail became more and more difficult, they had to dismount from their mounts and lead them on foot. After a few hours, Mojo crossed several hills, and in the evening came to a slightly gentle mountain to rest.

At this moment, the two of them were sweating profusely, panting, and looked very tired, Rao was a martial arts monk, and he couldn't bear to travel through mountains and rivers in a hurry, it was really too dangerous for this mountain road to stay for a long time. I had to keep going.

On the second day, I woke up and relieved my fatigue. At this moment, when they looked into the distance, they could see the abyss between the cliffs in the distance, cutting off this mountain range, and only a chain bridge hanging across the void could connect it.

The bridgehead is isolated in the void, it seems precarious, there are nine waterfalls pouring out from the mountain peak on one side, flowing into the abyss, there are big birds circling and flying in the mountains, and the black pressure on the bridge is a passer-by.

Finally, we are almost at the suspension bridge.

The two of them were overjoyed, and they mustered up their strength to continue to move forward, and after crossing the suspended bridge and climbing two or three more mountains, they could reach Nanyang City at the foot of the Broken Blade Mountain Range.

Along the way, they saw many strange trees, flowers, mountains, rocks and strange rocks, and often heard the roars of various birds and even beasts, and even saw people arguing over a precious spirit flower with a long age, and almost rolled down the mountain and lost their lives. The heart can be described as very unpeaceful.

Finally, the two of them reached the bridge, led the donkey and horse, walked on the suspended bridge, walked to the edge of the bridge and looked down, only to see a dark and silent abyss, and a fear rose in their hearts for no reason. Even the horses led by Mu Li were neighing and panicking. On the other hand, Mo Xiaoyao's little donkey was very calm, as if he had no fear, and his little hooves were walking very briskly.

Mu Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This guy really deserves the blood of the demon clan." ”

It was getting late, and they finally walked across the hanging bridge, climbed over the mountains, and saw the vast city at the foot of the mountain, which stretched for hundreds of miles.