On the fifth watch, Baihu Street West Houfu. Zhou An took the Asura to the east of the city, and he needed to make sure that Xihou was still alive in person. At this time, there were already many people doing business on the streets of Yangcheng. Wuxiang looked at Zhou An and glanced at the sugar gourd again.

Zhou An felt that he couldn't take a step forward, and found Wuxiang's movements helpless. I had to buy ten strings of sugar gourds on Qinglong Street, and the five spices dispersed the spell.

Walking down a Qinglong Street, Zhou An spent ten taels of silver. Asura and Zhou An had a lot of food in their hands, including sugar people, pastries, and even ten baked cakes.

Zhou An carried a sword box on his back and food in his hand. I was distressed for a while, although he was the sister-in-law of the Zhou family, his monthly money was only one hundred taels of silver. In the unwilling gaze of Wuxiang, Zhou An went out of the city directly.

Fifty miles east of Yangcheng is the holy mountain of the human race, Fengqi Mountain. Xihou was divining and praying on the mountain, which was something Zhou An had always known.

Walking all the way along the official road, the road is very wide, with twenty steps. was even paved with blue bricks, and Zhou An felt the strength of Great Xia. As a martial artist who was already in the first realm of martial arts, Zhou An only took half an hour to arrive at the fifty-mile road.

In front of you, you will see a high mountain, and you can't see the top. Zhou An was a little strange, how could a plain suddenly have an extra mountain. His master didn't tell him the answer back then, and Zhou An sighed and shook his head.

At the foot of Fengqi Mountain, looking at the steps that go straight to the sky. Zhou An smiled bitterly, nine thousand steps. An old man in black looked at the steps like Zhou An, and then stepped on the steps with a kettle on his back.

Zhou An looked at the old man with admiration, and Wuxiang also looked at the old man curiously. An old martial artist of the First Realm, came to Fengqi Mountain to pray for blessings? The human race is really a little different from their demon race.

"Is this mountain important to you?" asked Wuxiang suddenly

Wuxiang looked at the steps, and there were still few people at the foot of the mountain in her eyes. The mountainside is densely packed with people, and even a palace on the top of the hill is clearly visible.

"I heard from Master that the ancestors of the human race are buried here. The leaders of the Terran countries will come here to worship. As for who is buried, I don't know, but there are five human emperors, 'Chao', 'Sui', 'Xi', 'Wa', and 'Nong', and I don't know why they were sacrificed. ”

Wuxiang's complexion changed, and he walked barefoot towards a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain. Zhou An followed closely, and Zhou An was in a trance when he saw the stone tablet in front of him.

The stele is two zhang high and seven feet wide, and there are only two big characters on it, 'Fengqi', and the five spices indicate Zhou An to look at the back of the stele.

Zhou An walked around to the back of the stone monument and looked up. A paragraph of text, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and Zhou An looks solemn.

In ancient times, the four poles were wasted, and Kyushu was split;

The sky is not covered, and the earth is not circumferential;

The fire is burning but not extinguished, and the water is vast and unstopping;

Beasts eat people, and birds grab the old and weak.

So Nuwa refined the five-colored stone to make up for the sky,

Broken crow is enough to stand at the four poles,

Kill the black dragon to help Jizhou,

Accumulate ashes to stop.

The sky is supplemented, and the four poles are positive;

Dry, Jizhou Ping;

The cunning worm dies, and the people live

Descendant Xuanyuan Li

When Zhou An saw the payment, the words on the stone tablet suddenly turned into a golden long sword. The sword was on all sides, and he saw only two. One side is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side is the mountains and rivers. Zhou An was stunned, and the golden long sword suddenly slashed at his head.

Zhou An's face was shocked, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand subconsciously turned into a sword finger. The right hand pointed forward, and the tip of the golden giant sword and Zhou An's sword finger resisted.

Wuxiang looked at Zhou An, who was deep in thought in front of him, Zhou An's face was already sweating profusely, and his expression was solemn. As if going through a big war, Wuxiang frowned slightly.

Half an hour later, Wuxiang watched Zhou An bleed from the corner of his mouth. The black long sword was raised, and a sword intent emanated from Wuxiang's body. The cyan stele was golden and prosperous, and countless sword shadows flew out from the stele.

Wuxiang felt that the stele seemed to be a person. His face was unrecognizable, dressed in golden armor, and he was holding a golden sword. Holding a black long sword, Wuxiang shot his sword at the golden man.

"Those who commit crimes against the human race will be punished even if they are far away. Wuxiang seemed to hear a sentence in a trance, but it was just a move. The five spices flew back upside down, and Asura jumped up to catch the five spices. The two broke more than a dozen big trees one after another before stopping, and Zhou An stood in front of the golden figure. As if she didn't feel the outside world, Goka spewed out a mouthful of black blood.

The golden figure did not chase, and the long sword in his hand emitted a sword light. After the sword light swirled for a while, it shot towards the five spices.

Wuxiang stood up, the long sword in her hand waving non-stop. Five black sword filaments appeared, and the sword filaments and sword light came into contact. Two of the sword wires disappeared in an instant, and the other three also rapidly became smaller.

Fine sweat appeared on Wuxiang's forehead, and he ranked seventh as a cultivator of the heart demon clan. But he has one of the seven treasures of the inner demons in his hand, 'gluttony'. Even the number one demon boss may not be able to win against her.

In front of him, it was just a trace of obsession of one of the five emperors of the human race, with the help of the aura of Fengqi Mountain. He is far from being an opponent, no wonder the classics left by the Demon Ancestor. The human race is listed as one of the two major forces in the mortal world.

The last sword wire disappeared, and Wuxiang was full of smiles. Barefoot stepped forward and held the Asura behind.

Nine catties in the dark, watching Asura break more than a dozen big trees from a distance, his figure appeared. What the hell is this, how can it be so strong.

"Heaven and Earth Grieve"

The golden sword light and the black long sword collided, and the nine catties were in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, the black sword had been knocked away, and the golden sword light had disappeared.

"The Celestials also know swords, and it seems that I have been dead for a long time!" the golden figure said calmly

"The seniors are superb in swordsmanship, can you teach me a few more tricks?" Wuxiang said excitedly

"Haha, if only my human race could produce someone like you. My swordsmanship will not be lost, but this kid has two strong sword intents. It seems that the latecomers did not disappoint me either, if your state of mind is flawed, you will die with a sword. The golden figure said indifferently

Wu Xiang did not refute it, because it is true.

Jiujin looked at the trees around him with a shocked face, and the trees that were knocked down by the two of them just now slowly recovered. It's like going back in time, and what's even stranger is that no one notices the movement so much.

"Senior, have you seen Zhou An's talent, he is very average in sword practice!" Wuxiang asked suspiciously

"The two sword intent in his body woke me up, and he himself realized something. It is very comforting to me that I have been waiting here for this will. The golden figure sighed

"Self-imprisonment, according to the records of the Terrans, it seems that the predecessors once saved the Terrans from danger. In addition to a few people on the mountain, the human race should be respected by their predecessors. ”

The golden figure laughed and said, "Wouldn't it be funny if your own master, junior brother, and brother killed people can also be admired!"

"Even a few people on the mountain can't do better in the situation of their predecessors. Without you, there would be no Terran today!"

"It is I who will not forgive myself, and one day I will turn into a sword and cut off my shame with my own hands. The golden figure whispered, and then turned into bluestone.

Nine catties turned around and disappeared, and the Asura was wearing tattered clothes. came to sit down next to Zhou An, and Wuxiang recalled the long sword and closed his eyes to recuperate.

A stick of incense in the world, Zhou An woke up.

He finally had his own sword intent, and Zhou An smiled.