"Old friend, I've been friends for many years, even if you're not the emperor, I'll help you this time. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ren Qingtian looked melancholy, looking at the gloomy sky, and his mind became more and more lofty.

In the side hall, Qing Zhou looked at the remnant monument, his mood was complicated, at this moment the fog in front of him dissipated without a trace, and the context of all things became clearly visible.

The Luohe Divine Map is the key to this illusion, because the quality of this remnant tablet not only surpasses the two Great Dao Treasures of Qingzhou, but also far exceeds the Holy Spirit Walnut of the Heavenly Spirit Treasure.

Qingzhou stretched out his hand to stroke the stone stele, looking at the simple lines on it, forming a strange symbol and pattern, under the rough stone stele, it actually contained the truth beyond the whole world, such a shocking treasure, it is not reasonable to fall in this world, even in the world of cultivating immortals, it will cause a bloody storm that shocks the past and the present.

Although the emperor indulged in alchemy, his control over the capital did not relax, and through his henchman Shi Gonggong, he mobilized masters from all sides to form a line of defense with the Forbidden Palace as the center.

First of all, the wealthy families who defend the capital, these families have strong families and warrior guards, with the high-walled compound as a fortress, as long as the Heavenly Fire Sect dares to invade, it will definitely recruit a storm-like blow.

The second is the folk warriors in the city, who were ordered by the emperor to form a loyal alliance of kings, although they are a rabble of uneven hearts, but the number is huge, and there are many unfamous masters.

The third line of defense is the master of the army, these people are the most loyal to the emperor, and they have been in battle for a long time, know how to cooperate with each other, and belong to the core of the protection force.

Finally, inside the Forbidden Palace, Gonggong Shi led 3,000 armed eunuchs, these eunuchs usually do not do chores, but only practice martial arts on horseback.

Several lines of defense are stronger than the other, and the palace spies walk around the capital, and the slightest wind and grass will immediately report back to the palace.

Ren Qingtian is the emperor's best friend, his status is transcendent, and he is the strongest force in the forbidden palace, so Gonggong Shi is very careful about his service, and always sends information from the outside.

"Spy News: The army of the Tianhuo Sect attacked the city, Yuan Tianguang and his six major lantern envoys took advantage of the chaos to attack the city wall, and they had already broken into the city, and the defense of the city head was repaired in time. ”

"The spies reported again: Yuan Tianguang and the others passed through the area where the wealthy family was located, and the major families shot with strong bows, with trebuchets and other equipment, but they couldn't stop Yuan Tianguang from taking half a step, and the other party had sophisticated firearms in their hands, destroying most of the mansions of the wealthy families. ”

"The spies reported again: The Zhongjun League faced Yuan Tianguang and others, and after only a quarter of an hour of fighting, they were killed and fled in all directions, no one could withstand Yuan Tianguang's one and a half moves, and the six major lantern envoys killed countless people, and the ditches on the street were filled with blood. ”

"The spies reported again, the masters of the army formed a formation to besiege, and trapped the seven people of Yuan Tianguang in the early stage, but the other party had vicious firearms, bursting with poisonous smoke and flames, exploding thunder and iron thorns, and the military and political people were killed and injured, and finally Yuan Tianguang broke through the formation and came to the high wall of the forbidden palace. ”

After the last piece of news, no more news came from the spies, and Ren Qingtian knew that these Imperial City secret agents had been tracking down murderers like Yuan Tianguang all the way, and they must have been slaughtered.

"It's finally here, Yuan Tianguang's peerless murderer, unless I come forward in person, no one in the entire capital can stop him. ”

Ren Qingtian walked forward slowly, paused for a moment, looked at the side hall behind him, under his induction, the inside of the side hall was silent, obviously Qingzhou had gone deep into the realm of comprehension, and the slightest disturbance at this moment would make Qingzhou's previous efforts wasted.

"That's it, I won't bother you about your chance. It's already very reluctant that you can enter the palace with me this time, and if you want to work hard for Zhao Zhen, it's too difficult for a strong man, so let Master and I withstand it alone!"

Inside the side hall, Qingzhou faces the remnant monument, the body is as immobile as a mountain, the symbolic patterns on it seem to be chaotic, but when combined, it is like opening a door, and behind it is the incomparably deep and desolate universe, which makes it difficult for people to see the sporadic points in their lives.

According to legend, Jin Peng Guoshi and Lu Ziming, the magic cultivation of the two of them were comprehended from the Heluo Shentu on the remnant monument, and Ren Qingtian looked at the remnant monument and comprehended the martial arts of Luohe Xuanji Sword.

The pattern on the remnant monument is more like a key that unlocks the inspiration of the observer. For example, a chef can invent a hundred exquisite dishes if he sees it, and a calligrapher can create a new kind of calligraphy when he sees it.

But what can Qingzhou inspire in the face of the remnants of the monument?

Qing Zhou looked at the stone stele, and suddenly some kind of power in his body was germinating, and for a moment he recalled the experience of being pulled back to the ancient times by the Heavenly Dao in the small world.

The Heavenly Dao forcibly reversed the long river of time and space and allowed Qingzhou to return to the past, but some small changes occurred during the period, and some of the power of time that was forcibly distorted actually entered Qingzhou's body.

Qingzhou noticed this situation, but there was nothing to be done, but after the power of time entered, he immediately fell silent, knowing that today, when facing the remnant monument, the power of time finally appeared.

Scenes flashed one after another.

"Death!"

A sword light that pierced through the void for thousands of miles sealed the six planes of time and space of the Tsing Yi people, with the breath of destruction and death. This sword is the sword of the decisive battle, and the victory or defeat determines life and death.

The face of the man in Tsing Yi changed slightly, and he raised his hand to release a vast sword light.

Suddenly, two black shadows rushed forward, blocking the sword light that shot over, and was immediately torn apart by the sword light, but most of their strength was weakened because of this.

The sword light of the man in Tsing Yi hit the enemy 100% and killed him to the point of annihilation.

The huge black shadow fell, and it looked like the two sword beasts guarding the floating island, the sword beast's eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance, and large tears flowed from the corners of their huge eyes.

"Sword beast, why are you rushing forward?" the man in green clothes roared angrily.

...... The ninth disciple died tragically under the sword, and the square was finally quiet, except for the immobile corpse and the blood flowing everywhere, only the heavy gasps of the old man in Tsing Yi.

"It's all dead, it's a good death! you don't die, how can my sword be successful, and the old ten, you can't escape, the old man has never slipped through the net under the sword. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi was covered in blood, his eyes were scorching, and the scene around him slowly zoomed in, as if it was a floating island.

"Yuwen Mo, Grinding Sword Tianzun?" Qing Zhou's eyes lit up, "I see, Yuwen Mo is the real name of Grinding Sword Tianzun, this life turned out to be a memory, and I am now living in the memories of Grinding Sword Tianzun." ”

With the power of time caused by the remnant of the monument, the scenes that Qingzhou saw were all the things that this body experienced in the future, exactly the same as the legendary Sword Sharpening Tianzun.

"I see, this is where the inheritance of the Sword Grinding Heavenly Venerable lies. The original Sword Sharpening Tianzun was just a martial artist in the mortal world, and because he was inspired by the remnant stele, he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, and this remnant stele was very important to his future path. ”