Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #131 - Chapter 131: Thunder strikes across the sky and earth, does Emperor Yuan dare to fight?

In the land of Shu, Jinguan City.

As the shocking sword light faded away, the swords floating in the entire city fell like rain one after another, returning to the hands of everyone in the city.

The sword returned to calmness, and the sky had been stuffy with dusk clouds all morning, but it could no longer hold back the plum rain.

Perhaps it was because the dusk clouds were cut open, causing the rainwater stored in the clouds to pour out. The rain was surprisingly heavy. The raindrops rolled down the world, hit the bluestone ground, and burst into water splashes. They seemed to contain swords. gas.

The raindrops falling in chaos hit the umbrella surface and kept beating.

King Jiangling held an oil-paper umbrella and slowly looked away from the sword light that disappeared into the sky. There was a strange color in his eyes.

“I didn’t expect… Zhao Huangting and Anle would leave the city so quickly.”

“It’s really resolute.”

King Jiangling said softly.

“Yesterday, Fang released his sword energy to shout to the North and the Yuanmeng capital. He spent a whole night repairing it and then crossed the river with his sword light… He was really in a hurry to seek death.”

King Jiangling knew very well what it meant once Zhao Huangting crossed the river.

He didn’t believe that anyone could challenge Emperor Yuanmeng and still return with his life intact. Emperor Yuanmeng’s domineering temperament would not allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, in the view of King Jiangling, Zhao Huangting must die.

“It’s good to cross the river…this means that we will have the opportunity to attack Anle soon.”

Beside him, the second prince Zhao Pei had an expectant smile on his lips.

The humiliation on the Jianzhong Stone Platform by Jianchi Lake was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Zhao Pei has never suffered such a loss in his practice so far.

He used the Purple Qi Golden Lotus between his eyebrows, and was actually thrown out of the Sword Bell Stone Platform by Anle. Even if the world didn’t think it was a big deal, in Zhao Pei’s heart, this was a scandal that could not be erased.

He had to kill Anle to wash away this humiliation.

Of course, if he could kill Anle, it would be for the invincibility of Anle.

If Anle can gain the invincibility that he has accumulated for so long, and they are both in the fifth realm, he will be able to easily enter the sixth realm, exercise his body and observe the sea of ​​qi, and refine his spirit to achieve Xiaju!

“Your Highness wants to kill him so much?”

King Jiangling looked at the second prince and smiled elegantly.

“Don’t Uncle Wang want to kill him?” The second prince Zhao Pei looked at King Jiangling. Although King Jiangling pretended to be very elegant, he still felt King Jiangling’s murderous intention.

“Not only because Anle disobeyed my father, but also because… I will gain great benefits by killing him.”

“Those reasons are sufficient.”

The second prince Zhao Pei said softly.

The real person of Tianshi Mansion, Li Qingchuan, who was seriously injured and had not yet recovered, looked very gloomy.

Zhao Huangting’s sword hit him hard, but he was not the kind of person who couldn’t bear a blow.

It’s a pity that Zhao Huangting will die after crossing the Canglang River today and entering the Northland.

Li Qingchuan will never have the chance to take revenge, but… he can transfer this hatred to An Le. After all, this son is the successor of Zhao Huangting’s mantle.

The Qingshan Bamboo Sword was given to Anle, who was actually no different from a master or a disciple.

The teacher’s debt must be repaid by his disciples, as is the law of justice.

On this day, as Zhao Huangting’s sword energy went straight into the north, the whole world seemed to be shaken.

Compared to the north, there are more people south of the Canglang River who want to die in peace.

The undercurrent seems to be mixed with the rain falling from the sky, and together they merge into the strange and dangerous Canglang River.

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The terrifying sword light tore the sky apart!

After crossing the Canglang River, the sword light suddenly pulled up and crashed into the Great Wall of Qi and Blood formed by the intertwined Qi and blood of the generals of the Yuan Meng Empire!

However, such a powerful Great Wall of Qi and Blood was directly cut open by the extremely bright sword light!

The sword immortal from the south contains extremely domineering sword intent in his sword energy, and his heroic spirit soars to the sky. Even if there is the Great Wall of Qi and Blood in front of him, he is unstoppable!

The ninth level of body training is the pinnacle!

Physical training is like climbing a mountain. Only when you reach the top can you get a glimpse of the invincible scenery.

These generals of the Yuanmeng Empire who stretched out the Great Wall of Qi and Blood are not weak. They can stand in a stalemate with Ye Longsheng and others on the Canglang River battlefield for so long, which is naturally extraordinary!

However, on this day, Zhao Huangting released a little bit of the Nirvana Fire, and he vaguely had the attitude of a half-step land immortal.

The military generals of the Yuanmeng Empire certainly knew about the sword energy that Zhao Huangting released yesterday, calling for the north and the capital of Yuanmeng.

We also know Zhao Huangting’s purpose of going to the north this time.

Therefore, seeing Zhao Huangting’s momentum like a rainbow and igniting the fire of Nirvana, he was naturally unwilling to confront this peerless swordsman who had burned his life.

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If one or two of them were forcibly replaced by this peerless swordsman before his death, it might have some impact on the Canglang River battlefield.

Therefore, the Great Wall of Qi and Blood was cut open by the sword light, twisting silently, and directly cut out a spacious passage.

Zhao Huangting had his hands behind his back, his plain clothes flying, and his long eyebrows floating.

Stepping on the forefront of the sword light, he crossed directly over the Great Wall of Qi and Blood and entered the Northland. In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace!

The Great Wall of Qi and Blood collapsed, but the remaining sword light of Zhao Huangting exploded at this moment!

The generals of Yuanmeng and Meng who allowed Zhao Huangting to cross the river were immediately furious. They released their energy and blood to suppress the sword energy.

And in this chaos, there is a figure above the river with a sword like a willow branch tied around his waist. Carrying the sword box on his back, he jumps onto the shore on the roaring waves and turns into a sword. The light followed Zhao Huangting’s disappearing sword light silently.

The sword light was quickly smoothed away.

A military general from the Yuanmeng Empire was full of energy and blood. They stared at Zhao Huangting who was leaving coldly, their eyes full of murderous intent.

Naturally, they also noticed Wan Jie Liu, who was silently scurrying past in the chaos caused by Zhao Huangting’s sword energy.

However, they didn’t take it seriously.

Let Zhao Huangting pass, let Wan Jieliu pass, it doesn’t matter.

It’s easy to cross the river and reach the North Land, but it’s as difficult as going back to the sky!

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The sword energy galloped across the earth, like a white dragon rolling in the dusk clouds.

The fire of Nirvana was faintly escaping from Zhao Huangting’s body. The divided swords of the Heart Sword given by Master Su Zhu were powerfully suppressing it, but it was already somewhat difficult to completely suppress the beating flames.

Zhao Huangting didn’t take it seriously. He put his hands behind his back and stepped on the sword light, feeling the whistling and blowing blow on him. The wind and waves on his face made a smile appear on his lips.

“It’s been five hundred years, what a familiar scent… This is the scent of Middle-earth.”

Zhao Huangting was bathing in the breeze, and his mood at the moment was agitated, complicated, and emotional.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation.

When you open your eyes, you can see all the mountains, rivers and lakes below.

An Le stood quietly on the sword light, looking down at the green mountains and rivers below. He was not familiar with the mountains and rivers in the North, but he could feel the slight trembling of the old man’s body next to him. Feelings.

It is a kind of emotion that is difficult to suppress when returning to one’s homeland.

An Le watched quietly, Zhao Huangting waited for him to take a look at the mountains and rivers of the North. Most of them could only take a rough look, not too detailed, because Zhao Huangting had ignited Nirvana and had to rush to the capital of Yuanmeng.

Perhaps, if there is a chance in the future, Anle can use his own legs to measure the world in the North on foot.

Zhao Huangting sat down cross-legged, raised his hand to greet Anle and sat down.

“Look below, the mountains are gradually gentle. This is the area of ​​Fengxiang Mansion. I once walked in Fengxiang Mansion. Here I drew my sword and killed a group of bandits who committed crimes and massacred the village.”

Anle looked down as the old man pointed, and could vaguely see the ruined city.

The old man leisurely talked about the interesting things he had experienced in Fengxiang Mansion, and talked about some famous local snacks and wines in Fengxiang Mansion.

The sword light continued to gallop, all the way north.

Eight thousand miles was not a long journey for the Sword Immortal, but the old man slowed down and slowly looked at the mountains and rivers of the Northland below him with peace of mind.

“This is the boundary of Jingzhao Mansion. Have you seen that city in the distance? That is the famous Chang’an City in the North. It used to be the capital of Kyoto, but now it has fallen under the control of foreigners. It is sad.”

“There is a small city outside Chang’an called Lintong, and there is a mountain outside the city called Lishan… You are in charge of Qingshan, and you can go to Lishan in the future. There is a ruins there, the genius of the Yuan-Meng Empire, and the major rivers and lakes The geniuses of the forces will all be there to explore, and you may gain a lot if you go.”

Zhao Huangting pointed into the distance.

An Le sat on the sword light, looked up, and saw a majestic ancient city, looming in the smoke and clouds. There seemed to be a strong Yuan Meng in that ancient city who sensed the sword light. He opened his eyes, and the soul was in the sky, indifferent. Watch.

What was once the ancient capital of the former dynasty has now become a land occupied by the Yuan-Meng Empire.

Even Anle felt a little sentimental.

Following Zhao Huangting’s guidance, Anle looked far into the distance and saw a mountain. The top of the mountain was covered with extremely dense misty clouds, as if they were about to collapse on the mountain.

Looking at the mountain, the green mountain around his waist suddenly trembled slightly. Anle raised his hand and stroked it gently to suppress the restlessness of the green mountain.

“Lishan?”

An Le murmured, he knew…that mountain must be related to the emperor’s stone figurine.

The sword light did not go to Chang’an, but moved far away under the gaze of Yuan Meng, the strong Yuan Shen in that ancient city.

Zhao Huangting was bathing in the breeze of the north, talking and introducing An Le non-stop, pointing to the mountains, rivers and cities he experienced below, his eyes flashing with brilliance. While introducing An Le, he was also recalling the five things in his mind. Memories from hundreds of years ago.

Qingyang Mansion, Hezhong Mansion, Pingyang Mansion, Daming Mansion…

The names of these big mansions popped out of Zhao Huangting’s mouth.

In Qingyang Mansion, Zhao Huangting said that he met Su Muzhe, a woman with a sword hidden between her eyebrows. She was once a heroic heroine, and now she has become the master of Jianchi Palace. However, in Zhao Huangting’s eyes, Su Muzhe will always be It was the heroine holding the white horse back then.

In Hezhong Mansion, Zhao Huangting said that there was a severe drought here. He and Su Muzhe met a young man here who could pick stars with his hands, but the young man shed tears because he could not change the sky and the signs of a severe drought in the river.

Zhao Huangting then took the young man and Su Muzhe, who was leading the white horse, to kill the old dragon in the river bed who was not casting clouds and rain.

One interesting story after another came from Zhao Huangting’s mouth.

An Le had a smile on her lips and listened carefully.

It was as if he had returned to the lush years of Zhao Huangting.

Everyone has their youth, even the old swordsman with the fire of Nirvana burning around him, who is as magnificent as ever.

It’s a pity that flowers bloom again and people are no longer young.

The traces left by the years are difficult to erase. People cannot be reborn like flowers, so they can only slowly waste away under the years and become something they could not imagine.

The mountains and rivers of Beidi, under Zhao Huangting’s description, seemed to gradually become vivid and vivid before Anle’s eyes.

Zhao Huangting’s eyes gradually burst into light.

Below, in the cities that were passing by one after another, there were powerful auras of powerful men bursting out, and all of them were staring at Zhao Huangting and Anle above the sword light.

The appearance of these Yuanmeng strongmen broke Zhao Huangting’s reverie and memories of the beautiful mountains and rivers. He frowned slightly and couldn’t help but sigh.

“It’s a pity that as the great rivers and mountains moved southward, they were handed over to foreigners. The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved.”

Zhao Huangting breathed out gently.

An Le didn’t say anything more. Those Yuan Meng strongmen in the city watched the sword light leave. They seemed to know why Zhao Huangting was there.

After all, yesterday’s shouting sword energy had already made all the strong men in the North aware of it, but precisely because of the shouting, not many people came to stop it.

These Yuanmeng strongmen are extremely confident, or very confident in Emperor Yuanmeng. They believe that this sword immortal from the south will definitely not pose any threat to their emperor, and will eventually be defeated by the best emperor in the world. He was beaten to death, his sword was broken, his head was torn off, and he was hung on the tower of the capital for public display.

So, they were happy to see this joke.

The sword light roared and continued northward, getting faster and faster, and the words of the old man beside Anle gradually became rarer.

He no longer introduced the scenery of mountains and rivers, but looked to the north. In the old and deep Tong Kong, a towering and majestic city was vaguely reflected.

Anle stopped talking, and his expression became unusually nervous and solemn.

During this trip north, he saw eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers, and also shared the old man’s youthful years.

He knew that it might be time to separate.

“Anle, watch carefully. I once taught you the Three Swords of Cipai, but if you look carefully today, you will definitely see the true style of the Three Swords of Cipai!”

Zhao Huangting stood up from his sword, his expression as solemn as ever.

On the flat ground, an extremely majestic city emerged. Even Anle could capture this oppressive majestic city!

The most important thing is that around Xiongcheng, there seems to be thick dust dragons rolling on the ground, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, all converging into the city, being absorbed and absorbed by the powerful existence in the city.

“This is the dragon vein, the dragon vein of the Middle Earth…”

“Emperor Yuanmeng occupied the middle land and absorbed the power of the dragon veins to feed the entire empire. Therefore, the geniuses of Yuanmeng were full of monsters, far surpassing those of Dazhao, Dali and Xiliang…”

“Absorbing the power of dragon veins is a way to destroy the foundation of Middle-earth. Unfortunately, Zhao, who gave up on Middle-earth, is not even qualified to take charge of it.”

“The dragon’s veins have been absorbed and fed back to the practitioners of the Yuan-Meng Empire. However, the people of the Middle Earth will suffer various disasters, such as severe droughts, floods, locust plagues, etc. It is difficult to stop them.”

“This is sucking the blood of the creatures in Middle-earth to strengthen itself!”

“This is a disaster for the alien race!”

Zhao Huangting looked at the rolling earth dragon with solemn eyes, his expression heavy and sad.

This time, sitting on the sword and observing the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, Anle naturally saw many scenes. In those big mansions, many cities were in ruins, many people were in ragged clothes, some official roads were littered with corpses, and there were droughts, floods, and all kinds of things. Such disasters occur.

Anle once had doubts, but at this moment, everything seemed to be explained.

Suddenly, peace and happiness were no longer in words.

Because the sword light that had been galloping suddenly began to fall, like a meteor, falling outside the magnificent city.

The sword energy surged slowly, and the two of them jumped down and stepped on the soil of Middle-earth.

The earth was roaring, and both of their souls seemed to be able to clearly feel the earth’s pulse trembling violently.

The sword light of She Niu Dou rose to the sky, and then it was put into the yellow pear wood sword box behind it.

The turbulence in plain clothes gradually subsided, and the long eyebrows no longer flew.

In the distance, a figure galloped over with a sword. It was none other than Wan Jieliu from Jianchi Palace.

After Wan Jie Liu rushed over, he didn’t say anything, but just followed An Le silently. He knew very well that his mission on this trip was to protect An Le and let the son return safely.

Zhao Huangting stood on the ground, looking at the majestic and majestic city rising from the ground. The figures under this city were as small as ants.

“Anle, I know you are heroic and ambitious. Today I take you north to see the mountains and rivers. Naturally, I have expectations for you. I used to just want you to watch a great experience and a heroic spirit. , But today, I want you to understand that although Emperor Yuanmeng… is the best in the world, he is not invincible! “

“The Emperor of the Zhao family in Lin’an Prefecture’s Tianxuan Palace has been afraid of him for five hundred years.”

“I want you to see that you are not invincible and that you are fearless.”

“I hope that one day, you can be like a ball of fire, burning from the south to the north, burning up the grasslands of the Yuan-Meng Empire that covers the entire land of China!”

“Just like the sentence you wrote in the Chunwei exam question.”

“Drive out the barbarians and restore the Middle Earth!”

Zhao Huangting said word for word.

Talking about his expectations and expectations for happiness.

As a member of the Zhao royal family, Zhao Huangting should not have said such words, but today when he saw the mountains and rivers in China shattered, he had mixed feelings in his heart, so he had such expectations in his heart.

Zhao Huangting looked at Anle, his eyes as meaningful as starlight.

Anle was stunned.

Behind An Le, Wan Jie Liu’s eyes flashed with surprise before returning to calm.

The wind in the north was a bit cold, so the old man raised his hand, patted Anle’s shoulder, and smiled relaxedly.

“Now you don’t need to think too much, open your heart and eyes, and watch this scene happily…”

“Great pleasure!”

The words fell.

Zhao Huangting turned around and walked towards the great city that was entrenched on the earth.

It starts with a small step, even less than a foot.

Then the pace began to increase, and the soles of his feet stepped down, as if the blood-soaked soil from the war was splashing.

By the end, his body shape was like a peerless light skill, and his long strides were like leaping and leaping.

Step by step, it’s like measuring the mountains and rivers of China!

It is a hundred feet away from Xiongcheng.

As the old man strode forward, he raised his hand, placed it between his eyebrows, and gently pulled it out like a flower.

A colorful glazed heart sword was drawn out of the old man’s Niwan Palace bit by bit!

When Master Suzhu’s heart sword was completely drawn out.

This strange sword immediately fell apart, and the seven-colored light turned into endless sword energy.

The sword energy intertwined vertically and horizontally, turning into a vast sea!

The old man strode across the vast sea, and with every step he took, red Nirvana flames jumped out from his body.

Above the vast sky, the sea of ​​clouds tore apart, as if there were purple thunder and lightning snakes intertwining and surging.

On the ground, in the ocean of sword energy.

The old man turned into a red horizontal thunder, took up the ocean of sword energy and slammed into the majestic city that stretched across the sky and the earth!

“Emperor Yuan, do you dare to fight!”

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