Since ancient times, the change of dynasties has been a natural principle, and the concept of no long-lasting dynasty in the world is even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After 32 generations, the Great Song Dynasty, which has stood between heaven and earth for 500 years, is no exception, and finally from strength to decline to this day.

Five hundred years ago, Gaozu Song Xiu started under the hegemony, competed in the Central Plains, and finally dominated the world.

During this period, although the kings of You fought among themselves, King Yong, King Xian, and King Qin passed away one after another, Gaozu and Taizu were still there, and the Xuantie Army under His Royal Highness King Yong was still there, and the situation in the world was stabilized after all.

Time is long, dazzling for a hundred years. Five hundred years later, Kunlun Sacred Mountain.

Far west, thousands of miles away from the hinterland of the Central Plains, a towering mountain stands in the middle of heaven and earth, which has not changed for thousands of years.

This mountain is steep and unclimbable!

Even a martial arts master was afraid to be discouraged at the foot of this mountain, shaking his head and sighing bitterly.

But near the peak of this sparsely populated, snow-covered mountain stood a magnificent hall. The main hall is magnificent, the whole body is built with huge stones, there are pavilions and pavilions behind the hall, the vermilion column is blue threshold, the painting building is carved eaves.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have dared to believe that there was such a majestic building here.

However, these are commonplace for Mu Minghe, and they have long lost the shock they had when they first met.

Mu Minghe was not originally named this name, but since he was a child eighteen years ago, he lived here and became the inheritor of Tianmen, so he changed his surname to Mu and became a member of the Mu family.

"Minghe, go and offer incense to the ancestor. ”

On the edge of the cliff, the white-haired Mu Wuyi was lying on a recliner, shaking against the cold wind and snow.

"Yes, master. ”

Mu Minghe, who was listlessly squatting on the ground behind him and drawing circles, straightened up lazily and was about to pace backwards.

"Tweet ......"

At this moment, a sharp chirp suddenly sounded in the distant sky, which was still clearly audible even through the wind and snow.

"It's an ice goose!"

Mu Minghe's eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped, turned around and looked into the distance high in the sky.

But in the snow, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and the black shadow shuttled through the snow and cold wind at an extremely fast speed, and in a moment it had come to the top of the cliff.

"It's really unstable!"

Unlike Mu Minghe's hope and curiosity, Mu Wuyi, who was already dying, didn't seem to welcome the flying ice goose.

He closed his eyes on the chaise longue and waited for a moment before he straightened up in the anxiety on Mu Minghe's face, took the ice goose in his hand, and took a small bamboo tube from its leg.

Let go of the ice goose, unscrew the bamboo tube, and pull out a silk scarf as thin as a cicada's wings and full of words.

Before he could fix his eyes, Mu Minghe behind him had already stretched his head over, blocking his vision.

"What was written?"

"Get out of the way!"

With a slap that whipped the head in front of him, Mu Wuyi lazily lay back on the recliner again, unfolded the silk scarf, and watched it slowly.

"Is there finally chaos in the Central Plains? Are we going to go out of the mountains?"

Rubbing the back of his head, Mu Minghe was not angry at all, but his face was full of excitement. He had been waiting for this day, but he had been waiting for a long time!

"The emperor of the Great Song Dynasty has died, the new emperor is a six-year-old doll, the queen of the Ma family is in charge of the government, and the life of the capital has not been very stable recently. ”

Mu Wuyi squinted his eyes and finished scanning the information on the silk scarf, and casually threw it to Mu Minghe, who was impatient behind.

"The Ma family holds most of the military power, and now another puppet has been pushed up to control the government, it seems that this Great Song Dynasty is almost over!"

Mu Wuyi stroked his white beard with one hand, and sighed on the other.

"Since ancient times, there has been no dynasty that will never fall, even the Great Song Dynasty, which is known as the unparalleled iron horseman, has not escaped this catastrophe after all. ”

In the five hundred years of the Great Song Dynasty, there have been more than 30 emperors, except for the virtuous kings of ancient times, it has been the longest time. ”

Mu Minghe looked at the message in his hand excitedly, his eyes flashing back and forth.

"Our Tianmen has been suppressed by the Great Song Dynasty for more than five hundred years, and even the Kunlun Divine Mountain was almost found by them, feng shui takes turns, and now it is finally our turn to vent!"

"His Royal Highness King Qin and the patriarch are buried together, our Heavenly Gate owes the Great Song Dynasty, you can't be so rude! Besides, the patriarch's testament is for us to practice hard, try to open the gate of heaven, and don't pay too much attention to mundane things. ”

Mu Wuyi frowned, as if he was displeased.

"Come on!"

Mu Minghe pouted the corners of his lips in the back.

"Even a figure like the patriarch can't open the gate of heaven, I don't think we have any hope, it's better to live our lives honestly. ”

"Master, you won't be old enough to be reluctant to move, right? You were ambitious at the beginning, thinking about returning to the Central Plains and giving the Song family a good look. ”

"When people get old, they get tired!"

Mu Wuyi looked at the snow in the sky fixedly, and the sadness and joy in his eyes gradually calmed down.

"Thinking about it now, the pride at the beginning doesn't seem to be interesting. ”

"No, you can't pick on it at this time!"

Mu Minghe wailed, he was still young, but he didn't want to be trapped in this deserted Kunlun Mountain for the rest of his life, even if the palace in this mountain was magical, it would not be successful!

"Okay! I know how to do it, I don't need you to remind me!"

The white-haired Mu Wuyi rolled his eyes and sat up from the recliner again.

Tianmen is not a person's Tianmen, even if it is for Minghe, for the sake of his subordinates, Mu Wuji will force himself to do certain things.

"Go, go to the back, and give incense to the patriarch to confess. ”

"Gotcha!"

Mu Minghe jumped three feet high, and quickly went to the side hall to bring incense and candles.

This hall is magnificent, not like a mortal residence, but the place where it is located is too steep after all, no one climbs, there are only a few people in the huge palace all year round, and the materials are extremely lacking.

If there was nothing else going on in the inner sanctum, they would not have lit candles, and it was pitch black all the way.

However, the master and apprentice of the Mu family were already familiar with this place, and they could touch the place with their eyes closed.

With the faint footsteps of the two of them, it didn't take long for them to come to an empty hall.

Unlike other places, this hall is brightly lit, and the torch planted in the wall burns for unknown things, and has not been extinguished for thousands of years.

On the ground against the wall in the middle, there is a huge stone gate that is more than a few feet long!

This door is like bronze, the quality is like a mountain rock, and the sun, moon and stars, mysterious and strange beasts are painted and engraved on it, all of which are unheard of and unseen things in the Muming River.

This thing is also called the Gate of Heaven.

The gate of heaven was closed, and it was rumored that the Mu family had been trying to open the road to heaven for hundreds of years.

On both sides of the hall, there are countless dry bones, which are the predecessors of the Heavenly Gate.

It is the tradition of their Mu family not to take anything away after death.

The only difference is that on the left side of the Heavenly Gate, there is also a bronze coffin, looking at that type of specification, the person inside should still be a prince before his death.

This is the only thing that does not belong to the Mu family, but no one has any objection to it.

On the side of the coffin, there was also a white bone, different from other white bones, even though it was hundreds of years ago, this white bone was still smooth and smooth, crystal like jade.

This is the cultivation of martial arts to the bones, and it is already a symbol of returning to the innate qi!

For thousands of years in the Mu family, only this one person has cultivated to such an extent, but even so, there is still no hope of opening the Heavenly Gate.

"Hate!"

"Repent!"

These two big characters are engraved on the side of the white bone, and together with it, the coffin of the prince of the Song family is left here.

Mu Minghe never looked at these two words.

In his opinion, the two words left by this ancestor named Mu Luan'er are powerful and unforgettable, and they are excellent. But it's too weird, like a living thing, and it's terrifying to look at, and the sense of fear is rising together.

It's Mu Wuyi, I've seen it a few times, although every time I break out in a cold sweat and my body trembles, sometimes I still can't stand the temptation and glance at it.

"The ancestors of the generations are above, and the descendants of the descendants are not to blame or be filial, and if they want to meddle in mundane things, they are hereby to accuse. ”

In front of the gate of heaven, there was a small wooden case, on which incense burners and other things were simply placed, and Mu Wuji and the two knelt in front of the wooden case.

"It is difficult to open the gate of heaven, it is not an overnight thing, and if my Mu family wants to inherit it, it also needs the support of ordinary things. From the point of view of Blameless, if you want to open the Gate of Heaven, you must use the power of sentient beings, and Blameless wants to give it a try!"

Mu Wuyi in front kept chattering, explaining his hardships and reasons to his predecessors, hoping to be understood, but Mu Minghe turned his eyes at this time and set his eyes on the bronze coffin.

'I'm afraid this thing weighs 10,000 catties, right? Back then, the ancestor really resisted alone? She was also infatuated, and even brought the coffin of His Royal Highness the Prince to her side, and she never moved until death. ’

"There is also the Gate of Heaven, I'm afraid that even eight horses may not be able to pull it, right?" According to records, the ancestor also got it alone, she is really powerful!'

This patriarch named Mu Luan'er is also a legendary figure in the hearts of their Mu family, just like the brave king Song Hengping in folklore, almost a myth.

However, compared with the bizarre allusion of King Yong who overwhelmed the world and rebelled and fought millions of elite soldiers alone, Mu Luan'er's deeds were recorded in the Mu family's copywriting.

And there is also Mu Luan'er's handwritten book, and there is also a record of the mysterious innate realm.

Of course, according to the records of Patriarch Mu Luan'er, that brave king Song Hengping may also have entered the legendary innate realm.

How is this possible, though?

The method of cultivating qi is only available in Tianmen, and how can it be so easy to advance to the innate level?

Even Mu Luan'er herself was full of doubts in the records about King Yong, and even regarded Song Hengping as an outlier in heaven and earth.

This is not bad, in the people, and even in the official historical records of the imperial court, the records of Song Hengping, the king of Yong, are contradictory.

Dumb, reckless, murderous, and unliterate......

Wise, brave, kind, and brilliant......

These two distinct accounts appear in the same person at the same time.

Even because of this, many people regard the pursuit of Yongwang Song Hengping as a special study.

However, it is just the official history of the wild history, and the record of King Yong will not be missing an evaluation.

The first in the world in terms of force!

Even Mu Luan'er, who later achieved the innate realm, has no objection to this!

There are even folk rumors that it is because King Yong's force is too strong that he is punished by heaven, and he will be killed by thunder.

But now the world is in chaos, and it is also the time for me to show my skills! Of course, there must be no more perversion of the brave king in this world. ’

Mu Minghe sighed in his heart, and then accompanied Mu Wuji to kowtow to the Heavenly Gate again, before straightening up from the cold ground.

"Let's go back! Let's go to Lingnan first to meet the Southern Protector and see the Lord of the World that they have elected. ”

Mu Wuyi straightened his back basket, sounded the prosperous Central Plains, and a long-lost fiery meaning began to rise in his heart.

Dominate the world, who else will I be!

"Yes!"

Mu Minghe nodded excitedly, and the two of them took one last look at the lifeless hall, turned around together, and walked towards the outside of the hall.

After a while, there was no shadow of the people here, only the candle of the fire.

"Hoo ......"

Out of nowhere, a breeze blew and tore at the fire, leaving a mottled afterimage on the ground.

"Buzz ......"

The stone door, which had not changed for many years, suddenly began to tremble slightly, and a crack appeared in the middle of the stone door, and a pure white beam of light appeared through it, echoing the fire light in the main hall.

The white light was sheng, obscuring all the colors of this place, and between light and darkness, the stone gate had regained its tranquility again, but in the main hall, there was also an extra figure.

With a slender body and an indifferent expression, Chen Ziang, the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance in high crown and costume, had already appeared in this world.

"It's just the right time to come this time. ”

He came in once before, looked at the world alone, and moved the graves of Dong Yun'er and Wei Ranzhu to a certain place in the Southern Wilderness.

However, at that time, the Great Song Dynasty of this world was still at its peak, and I didn't expect that the Great Song Dynasty would be on the verge of collapse today.

"It seems that the speed of time between the two worlds will not change because of my presence. ”

After a little calculation, Chen Ziang determined that the flow rate of the two worlds changed, and compared to the cultivation world, the time here was several times faster, which was a good thing for him at present.

At this time, it has been a year since the Yuanshen Ceremony of Ling Yunfeng, a real person with wonderful words, and Chen Ziang returned to the Southern Wilderness early.

Over the years, the Southern Wilderness has been completely included in the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

The Heavenly Dao Alliance is also on the right track, and a few years ago, there was a top-grade Jin Dan, a peerless genius of Dan Cheng Sanpin, which can be described as a sensation.

As for Chen Ziang's several apprentices, the eldest apprentice Zhao Yongning has already advanced to the middle stage of the Dao Foundation, although his cultivation has slowed down now, he is still expected to be Jindan.

Jing Han and Jing Rui brother and sister have now reached the realm of Dao Ji Consummation, but the advanced golden pill depends on luck, even if it is advanced, it can only be a low-grade golden pill, and there is no hope for the primordial spirit.

Lu Wenzheng's consciousness has returned to normal, but his reaction is always half a beat slower than others, and now he is also in the realm of congenital perfection, and he is seeking the opportunity to achieve the Dao Foundation in the Ming Yuan Realm.

The little apprentice Qi has no regrets, Dao Ji Erzhongtian's cultivation, this apprentice was said by Qu Bingtong to be a clever ghost, but now it seems that he doesn't look like it at all, but he is very old.

Maybe because of Qu Bingtong's matter, he suffered a lot.

As for Zhang Yuer, she has reached the middle stage of Jindan, and she has completely gained a firm foothold in Vientiane Gate.

And Chen Ziang came here to advance the primordial god in this world, and planned to use everyone in this world to help him understand some of the incomprehensions of the primordial god realm.

"The demise of the Great Song Dynasty is the fixed number of this world, but I don't know which direction this world will evolve after adding many variables?"

Striding out of Kunlun Divine Mountain, Chen Ziang did not pay too much attention to the Mu family's master and apprentice who were hurrying away at the foot of the mountain, but took out the mirage core with one hand.

"It should be interesting. ”