Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #166 - Chapter 166: The Holy Master gave a Mountain and River Cauldron as a gift, which allowed him to ente
The breeze blew slowly, seeming to freeze the air a bit.
The burly figure formed by the power of dragon veins, exuding golden light under the rising sun, stood in front of An Le. He raised his hand and stopped Tie Lie’s body, shattering the body formed by the blood of Emperor Yuan Meng. Blood Crane.
Tie Lie’s head hit the ground, and his life officially came to an end.
However, even though he was dead, the reason why he was angry and refused to close his eyes before was because the incense ash scattered by the First Mountain Master controlled his body and wanted to use his body as a bomb and use it as a source of safety. The last test.
This was an insult to Tie Lie.
He could die in battle, but he would naturally be angry if his body was so insulted after death.
Even the blood of Emperor Yuanmeng was extracted from his body. Such an insult made Tie Lie want to cheat!
Fortunately, Emperor Yuanmeng completely refined the dragon veins, and the power of the dragon veins he mastered became the medium for Emperor Yuanmeng’s arrival at this moment.
The power of the golden dragon veins gathered into the shape of Emperor Yuanmeng. He stood tall and tall, like an ancient god on the grassland, with electric snake-like power wrapped around his body.
The sword energy was raging in the Anle Meijin Niwan Palace, and he slowly absorbed the Heart Sword into it. A strange look appeared on his face.
Because even Anle never thought that the one who would stop the First Mountain Master from giving him the final test would be Emperor Yuanmeng.
Anle had met Emperor Yuanmeng, and was naturally deeply impressed by this man who was number one in the world.
This is a real strong man who is at the peak of the ten realms in physical training and spiritual training. He stands at the pinnacle of the human world. He is an existence that today’s happiness still needs to be looked up to and unattainable.
On the mountain, it is extremely quiet.
The power of the golden dragon vein seemed to be truly revived at this moment, and during the turmoil, it was like the dragons in the world were roaring deafeningly.
The first mountain master sat on the rock beside the welcoming pine, his eyes were deep, and he sighed slightly.
However, his face soon returned to normal.
Anle put away the bamboo sword Qingshan. He knew that next, nothing would happen without him.
The First Mountain Lord bet on the test of his own Mountain Lord qualifications. As Emperor Yuan Meng blocked it with the help of the power of the dragon vein, he had passed the test safely.
However, Anle didn’t care at this moment whether he became the Lord of the Seventh Mountain. He stared at the dragon-veined body of the burly Emperor Yuanmeng, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.
very powerful!
Simply coming with the help of the power of dragon veins gives Anle a powerful sense of suffocation, as if a random movement can change the celestial phenomena and change the surrounding environment!
It can be said that at this moment Emperor Yuan Meng came with the help of the power of dragon veins existing in Tie Lie, and he had a power close to the tenth realm!
This is very scary!
You know, there are only a few in the ten realms in this world.
Emperor Yuan Meng was able to reach this point by coming in as a clone.
This is the terror of the power of dragon veins, this is the power of Emperor Yuanmeng who has completely refined the eight dragon veins of Middle-earth!
Emperor Yuan Meng, who was transformed into dragon veins, had a tall body and shone with golden light. He calmly looked at the first mountain master sitting on the rock.
“Using the corpses of Gu’s descendants as a test…Uncle Yan Tong, are you provoking Gu? Who gave you the qualification to act like this?”
The dull voice came from the burly body, but it contained domineering majesty, shaking the mountains and down the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, the morning sun was instantly obscured by dusk clouds, and thunder exploded behind the clouds, as if they were shaken and saddened by Tie Lie’s death. Such anomalies naturally confirmed that Tie Lie was extraordinary and unusual.
But no matter how extraordinary he is, Tie Lie is already dead.
The first mountain master sat on the rock, holding the incense burner, his eyes as deep as the stars in the sky, and the vast stars were constantly flowing.
“It’s just a test. Tie Lie carries the destiny on his body. He is the most suitable person. Only by destroying the variables with destiny can everything in the world get back on track.”
The first mountain master said calmly.
Anle’s eyebrows moved slightly, as if at this moment, he vaguely captured the reason why the first mountain master wanted to target him.
Just because…
Is he a variable?
“Variables? A strong person will not be afraid of variables, because he himself is a variable.”
Emperor Yuanmeng smiled disdainfully.
“Your uncle Yan Tong is the best divination person in the world. He has done all the divination in the world. Even Boyan or Lu Yishan from Dali Kingdom is not as good as you in divination. So, I don’t know what you saw. What are you afraid of? As far as Yu Gu is concerned, you are insulting Gu by using Tie Lie’s body as a plot.”
“A lonely person cannot be humiliated.”
Emperor Yuan Meng said coldly. After the words fell, he took a step and the distance between him and the first mountain master was much closer.
The first mountain lord, Uncle Yan Tong, slowly stood up from the rock. His face became increasingly sad, like an eggplant beaten by frost. He shook his head: “Oh, Emperor Yuan Meng, you are indeed unparalleled in battle, but… You have underestimated the horror of variables. Variables are like whirlpools, swallowing everything. Even if you set foot in the eleventh realm, you will perish under the variables.”
“Then I will enter the twelve realms.” Emperor Yuan Meng spoke boldly and took another step.
“Do you think it’s so easy to enter the Twelve Realms?”
“Even the First Emperor ten thousand years ago never entered the Twelve Realms…” Uncle Yan Tong, the first mountain lord, shook his head.
“That doesn’t mean you can’t go alone!”
Emperor Yuan Meng’s tyrannical words exploded and resounded throughout the mountain tops!
His steps became faster and faster, and the amplitude became wider and wider. In the end, he was already on top of the mountain, like a thunderbolt!
The power of the dragon veins intertwined, like a roaring dragon charging!
boom!
Emperor Yuanmeng’s body crashed into the body of the First Mountain Master, who floated out of the rock like a ball of cotton, still swaying despite the impact of Emperor Yuanmeng’s dragon vein clone with majestic power.
Above the sky, the figures of old people were suddenly densely intertwined. Each figure of the old man was sitting on the cloud flow. In his eyes, there seemed to be stars in the night sky twinkling, mysterious and unpredictable.
The power of the golden dragon veins is intertwined, and the burly body transformed into it stands in the air, with a powerful spirit like a rainbow.
“You are worthy of being the number one mountain master for seven hundred years. Above the ten realms, you have gone further than those old guys. In today’s world, you are indeed qualified to let Gu take action.”
Emperor Yuanmeng looked around at the shadows of the old man in the sky. Each shadow was a real body, but these realities were false because the true body was only hidden in one of them.
The cultivation of the First Mountain Lord has always been a mystery, but it can be guessed that he must have set foot in the Ten Realms, otherwise the First Mountain Lord would not have lived for such a long time.
But today, Emperor Yuanmeng personally verified that the cultivation of the First Mountain Lord was truly revealed to the world.
Anle stood on the top of the mountain, the hurricane roared suddenly, blowing his clothes.
There was neither joy nor sadness in his eyes.
The Lord of the First Mountain said that he is a variable, which is indeed true. Anle also knows that he is a variable, because he does not belong to this world. His arrival even brought a light curtain and various kinds of things. Tao fruit.
For a practitioner who seeks the Tao by deducing heavenly secrets, his presence will indeed make it difficult for him to sleep or eat well.
It was nothing when Anle was weak.
However, when Anle becomes stronger, its influence is extraordinary, and the changes to the entire world are absolutely different.
But what does this have to do with happiness?
Since he came to this world, he can’t give up his life just because he will change the original trajectory of this world, right?
He Anle is not a saint, and if he behaves like this, he may not be called a saint.
Because changing the original trajectory of heaven and earth may not be a bad thing.
Anle never went to watch the battle between Emperor Yuan Meng and the First Mountain Lord in the sky.
He walked slowly to the cliff, raised his hand, and the last gap in the incomplete Mountain Lord Order was suddenly filled up.
This means that Anle has officially become the owner of the seventh mountain of the Holy Mountain.
Maybe he is the last mountain owner of the Holy Mountain.
The mountain master’s order shimmered and floated in front of An Le.
Above the sky, countless first mountain masters all cast their eyes on Anle with complex expressions. They looked at the floating mountain master order and let out a long sigh.
“I… seem to have seen the end of the world.”
“I saw the collapse of the Holy Mountain and the fall of each mountain master.”
The first mountain master murmured.
That was a future he couldn’t bear.
He raised his head and looked at the endless sky.
“Teacher, can’t you see it?”
“But why don’t you stop…”
The old face of the First Mountain Lord was full of confusion and difficulty in accepting it. He knew that the Saint Master would definitely be able to see the terrifying vortex of variables in Anle. The vortex swallowed up all the cause and effect, changing the fate of the dynasty and the country, and changing the strong power. Luck…
It will bring chaos to the world, and the chaos in the world… is the greatest nutrient for the enemies of the Holy Mountain to grow.
“It sounds grand. What you did was just for your own benefit. Ruo Gu guessed right. The way you practice is in line with the way of heaven and earth. The destruction of the previous dynasty should have your shadow. The emergence of such variables as Anle has caused chaos in the heavenly secrets and caused all the paths that follow the original trajectory to begin to twist. Your path is blocked. “
“That’s why you are afraid of variables.”
Emperor Yuan Meng said indifferently.
Suddenly.
Emperor Yuanmeng, transformed by dragon veins, raised his head and looked at the sky, with a solemn look in his eyes.
But I saw that in the sky where the sea of clouds was surging, countless stars suddenly appeared, as if the stars were flowing and the stars were endless!
Like a huge eyeball, overlooking the world from another dimension!
On the top of the mountain, Anle held the mountain master’s order of the seventh mountain.
Above the sky, the Saint Master’s eyes fell on the human world again.
The first mountain master, Uncle Yan Tong, looked up, his body trembling uncontrollably, and there was even a touch of joy and expectation in his eyes: “Teacher…”
However, the expectation and joy in his eyes soon dimmed.
“I congratulate the new mountain lord of the Holy Mountain.”
The magnificent sound, at this moment, fell on the world, like a snake thundering, rolling and surging, announcing to the world.
When the Holy Master came to congratulate him, the heaven and the earth were shaken!
The No. 1 Mountain Lord suspended in the air sighed sadly. The Holy Master’s words naturally acknowledged Anle’s identity and status.
He was also told that it was time to fulfill the promise he had made.
Among the figures in the sky, a figure slowly stood up and bowed piously and respectfully.
That was the old man’s true form, the dragon vein clone of Emperor Yuanmeng. His eyes instantly swept over and stared at this figure.
But he saw the standing old man opening his hand, and an ancient mountain master’s order floated in his palm, with a deep luster.
“Uncle Yan Tong, the Lord of the First Mountain, is willing to admit defeat and leave his position as the Lord of the First Mountain today.”
The old man looked up at the sky and said calmly.
The moment the words fell, everyone’s face changed slightly.
On Fusong Mountain, the soul clones of the mountain masters looked at him calmly. No one came out to stop him, nor did they speak to keep him.
At the foot of the mountain, the sixth mountain master stood up and put his palm on the pine sword box.
For the first mountain master to leave the position of mountain master, such a thing is not a rare thing. Ten thousand years ago, there was only one mountain in the holy mountain. That mountain was in charge of the holy master. Later, the holy mountain opened up mountains one after another.
From the first mountain to the seventh mountain today, it has been too long.
As the earliest holy mountain, the first mountain master has been replaced generation after generation. In the past, there have been cases where the first mountain master left the position of mountain master.
Therefore, for the first mountain master to leave today because of a bet, although it is shocking, it is not a very rare thing.
The world is silent, and there is no sound falling above the sky.
The old man Yan Tongshu looked up and looked for a long time.
Without receiving a response from the Saint Master, nor any retention, his eyes showed deep disappointment.
“Teacher… I have seen a lot. I have seen that the Holy Mountain will fall apart because of the variable Anle, and the mountain masters will continue to die…”
Yan Tongshu took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.
He was stating his position. He had thought that if Anle talked to the Saint Master, with the Saint Master’s ability, he would naturally be able to see clearly the variable Anle.
However, the Saint Master’s thoughts were indeed different from his.
“Alright.”
Yan Tongshu’s words did not receive a response from the Saint Master.
However, in the dark, above the endless starry sky, someone spoke softly, and the voice fell back to the human world, and only Yan Tongshu could hear it.
The ancient mountain master’s order floating in front of him suddenly appeared cracked, and with a click, it was covered with cracks, and finally seemed to be burned and eliminated by a ball of invisible flames.
Yan Tongshu’s white hair was flying, his white robe was fluttering, and there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes as he looked at the gradually disappearing starry sky.
The Saint Master…did not try to keep him, and even allowed him to leave.
Yan Tongshu didn’t know what to feel for a moment.
Regret? Sorrow?
Hundreds of years of affinity with the Holy Mountain, could not defeat a young man full of uncertainties?
None of them…
Deep in Yan Tongshu’s heart, he even felt… relieved.
He was no longer involved with the Holy Mountain, just like the many mountain masters who left the Holy Mountain, and he felt inexplicably relieved.
But he knew that this kind of relief and relief was just a kind of psychology of him as a deserter.
Many times, the people who can see the truth that the world cannot see are the most painful people.
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On the top of the seventh mountain, Anle retracted his eyes. The Saint Master’s will to return to the human world was not because of the First Mountain Master. In fact, the Saint Master only replied indifferently to the First Mountain Master’s departure.
The purpose of the Saint Master’s will to return to the human world was actually to give Anle the gift that had been promised long ago.
Fusong Mountain at his feet seemed to have undergone unusual changes after the will of the Saint Master swept through it. Anle grasped the intact Seventh Mountain Lord’s Order. On the token, an ancient “Seven” was engraved.
Holding this token, he could feel a unique connection between himself and the Seventh Mountain.
The entire Seventh Mountain seemed to have turned into a paradise. Practicing in this mountain, Anle could get a great increase, and even his understanding of practice could be increased.
If Anle were to summarize…
For him, the Seventh Mountain was like an amplifying fruit of the years.
Of course, this effect was not the most important. Anle could feel that through the Seventh Mountain Lord’s Order, Anle could feel that there was an extremely majestic atmosphere inside the Seventh Mountain.
As Anle’s mind became more and more immersed in it, he could see… It was an ancient three-legged bronze tripod!
The three-legged bronze tripod was covered with rust and full of the breath of time.
Majestic and majestic, buried inside the Seventh Mountain, the entire Seventh Mountain seemed to glow with an unusual breath!
Anle’s eyes narrowed. He had talked to the Saint Master, who once said that of the nine tripods that suppressed the dragon veins, the Saint Master had seven.
In other words, this ancient three-legged bronze tripod was one of the nine tripods that once suppressed the dragon veins. It was a real treasure in the world and possessed extremely majestic power!
“Is this the gift from the Saint Master?”
Anle took a deep breath and murmured.
“No… it should be more than that.”
Anle suddenly thought that there were seven mountains in the Holy Mountain, which meant that there was an ancient tripod inside each of the Holy Mountains that had suppressed the dragon veins.
What kind of gift was this?
He held the Seventh Mountain Master’s Order, and his mind moved. Suddenly, a force was generated, like the displacement of time and space. Anle appeared directly inside the Seventh Mountain, in front of the ancient three-legged bronze tripod.
The ancient tripod was extremely huge, with a height of 100 meters and a diameter of dozens of meters. The ancient copper rust was engraved with images of insects, birds, beasts, fairies, etc.
Suddenly, countless light spots floated and condensed on this ancient tripod.
The figure of the Saint Master formed a shadow.
The Saint Master’s shadow looked at Anle with a smile and said softly: “There are seven tripods on the Holy Mountain, and this is one of them. The gift I give you is the qualification to refine the ancient tripod.”
“As for how to refine the ancient tripod, it’s up to you.”
“Other mountain masters only know that there is an ancient tripod in the mountain. Although they use the power of the ancient tripod to assist their practice, they cannot become the master of the ancient tripod. But you are different from them.”
Saint Master Xuying’s words undoubtedly confirmed Anle’s guess.
Become the master of the ancient tripod that once suppressed the human dragon vein?
Anle’s heart was slightly shaken. There is no doubt that this is a treasure that is not weaker than Wu Kui Stone and Wen Qu Stele!
The shadow of the Holy Master quickly dissipated, and only Anle and the huge ancient cauldron were left in the belly of the mountain.
Anle walked slowly, walked to the ancient cauldron, stretched out his hand and touched the cauldron.
Just for a moment, Anle felt a distant aura filling the air.
This ancient cauldron was not forged by a holy master, but by an emperor from a more distant time. It suppressed the dragon veins of the Middle Earth, condensed the fate of the world, and brought stability and peace to the world.
However, in the end, he was plotted by the heavenly immortal and lost the effect of suppressing the power of dragon veins…
But this ancient cauldron suppresses the dragon’s veins and condenses luck. Under such halo, it has already become an extraordinary thing.
The Holy Master did not explain how to refine this cauldron, he just said to let Anle figure it out on his own.
An Le sat down cross-legged, and it was extremely quiet inside the mountain. This place was controlled by an ancient tripod. Even practitioners in the ten realms in the world could not enter this place without the order of the mountain master. It can be said to be a very safe place.
An Le’s palm rested on the bronze foot of the ancient cauldron, and Niwan Palace trembled slightly. On the colorful glazed Heart Sword, the mind could not help but flow out. Not only that, the innate spiritual energy was also drawn out of the Dantian Qi Sea.
The two energies poured into the ancient cauldron, but they seemed to be filling an endless abyss, with no sign of completion at all.
In the quiet heart of the mountain, Anle’s innate spiritual energy and mental power were quickly consumed.
An Le opened his eyes and frowned.
If he were to use his mind and innate spiritual energy to refine it… Anle felt that with his current cultivation of the Sixth Realm of Mind and Soul, he no longer had to think about refining this ancient cauldron. This was impossible.
Even according to this filling and refining method, unless Anle reaches the tenth realm, refining may be possible.
Inside the mountain, the ancient cauldron’s faint light did not appear dark.
An Le was deep in thought, and he was in no hurry to go out.
The battle for the mountain master of the Seventh Mountain has come to an end, and there is no suspense for Anle to become the mountain master.
He could slowly refine this precious ancient cauldron in the quiet heart of the mountain.
Suddenly, Anle’s heart skipped a beat.
[Emperor] Daoguo trembled, and there was a vague aura surging in his body.
The ancient tripod, which was peacefully located in the heart of the mountain, actually began to vibrate in response.
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Anle disappeared on the top of the seventh mountain.
Emperor Yuanmeng’s dragon vein clone noticed it, and Uncle Yan Tong, who had lost his identity as the mountain master, also noticed it.
“He entered the heart of the mountain. It seems that the Holy Master gave his mountain master an unusual gift.”
As the number one mountain lord, Uncle Yan Tong naturally knows the ancient tripod inside each sacred mountain. That was the culprit that caused the shocking battle in the sky and on the earth thousands of years ago, which led to the death of the eternal emperor. root cause!
Naturally, he was extremely coveted for the ancient cauldron, but without the permission of the Saint Master, even with his tenth realm cultivation and having owned the ancient cauldron for hundreds of years, he was not qualified to refine it.
Uncle Yan Tong thought that the gift given to Anle by the Holy Master might be related to the ancient tripod.
The disappearance of Anle at this moment naturally entered the heart of the mountain.
Emperor Yuanmeng’s dragon vein clone didn’t care about this. He didn’t care where Anle went. With his current status, it was impossible for him to kill Anle, let alone… Anle has now become the owner of the Seventh Mountain. .
This identity would make Emperor Yuanmeng a little afraid. Although he was confident and the strongest person in the world, he would still be restrained when facing the Holy Master.
but……
“Uncle Yan Tong, you are no longer the mountain master.”
Emperor Yuanmeng’s dragon vein clone stared at the figure above the sea of clouds and said coldly.
Uncle Yan Tong’s figure sat in the void, and countless figures once again confused his figure, making it impossible to capture his true body.
He naturally knew what Emperor Yuanmeng meant. Without the identity of the mountain lord and the support of the Holy Master, Emperor Yuanmeng no longer had any scruples in taking action.
Emperor Yuan Meng… wanted to settle the score for his actions of humiliating Tie Lie’s body.
at the same time.
Northland, Dadu.
The towering city wall suddenly shook.
In the palace, the burly figure of Emperor Yuanmeng stood up from the throne where dragon veins condensed. He stepped out and stood on the city wall of Dadu, raising his hand to grab it.
The eight dragon veins were intertwined and formed into a large bow twisted with dragon veins!
This big bow was so huge that it was impossible for a mortal to hold it, but Emperor Yuan Meng was so full of energy and blood that he actually managed to lift the big bow.
He raised his hand and grabbed it, which caused a streak of purple thunder in the sky to become an arrow.
The bow was drawn to the full moon, and in an instant the sky above the capital became dark and dusk clouds rolled in!
Countless thunders were moving uneasily among them.
Just one arrow can cause great changes in the sky!
Emperor Yuanmeng’s eyes were filled with lightning, and his eyes seemed to span thousands of miles away, and he loosened his fingers.
In an instant, the purple thunder turned into an arrow, roaring out like a purple dragon, across the earth!
In an instant, we arrived above the Canglang River!
There is great evil in the Canglang River, and even those who are strong in the Nine Realms do not dare to leap easily.
However, this purple thunder arrow jumped out, causing thousands of waves in the river.
However, unexpectedly, the arrow did not stop.
On the Canglang River battlefield, three peerless warriors, Ye Longsheng, Zhong Shiji, and Di Zang, rose from the sky, like three bright suns, with shock in their eyes.
“What a powerful arrow…”
“This is the full-strength arrow of the strongest man in the world!”
The three peerless warriors suddenly felt tremendous pressure.
Li Youan was surrounded by stars, suspended in the sky, looking at Fusong Mountain and the arrow that ignored the evil rules of the Canglang River, his eyes solemn.
Suddenly, he turned his head and looked into the distance, where…an official wearing a red robe came out of the air.
The official was none other than Qin Lishi who had been ordered by the Emperor of the Zhao family.
The light in Li Youan’s eyes suddenly turned cold.
An official of Qin Lishi’s status appeared here in person. It seemed that… the edict passed by the Emperor of the Zhao family this time was going to cause big trouble.
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The purple thunder arrow shot by Emperor Yuanmeng from Dadu was so powerful that it was like an arrow showing power to the world.
In the West Liang Kingdom, on a throne made of countless bones stacked up, a figure with half white hair and half black hair sat on it, squinting, staring at the purple thunder arrow passing across the sky, flashing in his eyes A touch of surprise.
“With this arrow, Emperor Yuanmeng is showing his power!”
“The eight dragon veins have all been successfully refined, and the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry…will begin to trample the world.”
The shock quickly turned into madness. He stood up, his white and black hair flying continuously.
“It’s not enough. Today’s Xiliang… can’t let me go any further. I need to cross the river! I need Da Zhao. Da Zhao is rich and can support countless people… It will definitely make my cultivation more advanced! “
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Dali Kingdom, on the star-catching platform.
Imperial Master Lu Yishan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the purple thunder arrows flying across the sky.
Just one arrow is enough to put all the strong men in the world to shame.
This is the power at the pinnacle of the ten realms. It is the muscle that Emperor Yuan Meng first showed to all the countries in the world after merging the eight dragon veins. It is like a flag waved by a commander to let the army charge.
Imperial Master Lu Yishan’s eyes were lowered, with a bit of hesitation in his eyes.
Today’s Dali Kingdom…can it stop it?
Suddenly, on the star-catching platform, a eunuch came forward with lowered eyebrows. He looked at the imperial master observing the celestial phenomena and bowed respectfully.
“National Preceptor, Your Majesty, please come.”
said the eunuch.
The Imperial Master, who looked like a middle-aged scribe, was sitting in a wheelchair. Hearing the eunuch’s words, he slowly turned around and said without any fluctuation in his eyes: “Say it again.”
The eunuch felt great pressure inexplicably, and there was even a terrifying sight of countless stars falling from the night sky before his eyes.
The eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: “It’s my fault. I conveyed the wrong message. Your Majesty asked the Imperial Master to pay you a visit, not just a walk.”
The eunuch wished he could lick his own mouth and tell the Imperial Preceptor sitting in a wheelchair to let him go… This was because he thought his life was too long.
The national counselor Lu Yishan did not embarrass the eunuch. He leaned on his wheelchair, lowered his eyes and said calmly: “Tell your majesty that I am ill and cannot go to pay my respects.”
Imperial Master Lu Yishan turned around, continued to look into the distance, and waved his hand gently.
The eunuch dared to say more and retreated respectfully.
“A few days ago, I was willing to come to the star-catching platform to show off, but now I don’t even show off… Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have made the current situation too simple.”
“But, is this the intention of the new emperor, or the intention of the supreme elder of the Star Reaching Sect?”
Lu Yishan sighed lightly.
One emperor and one courtier.
Today’s Dali Kingdom is gradually beginning to be unable to tolerate him.
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The sea of clouds was torn apart in an instant, pulling out empty ravines, like an angry purple dragon winding across the sky, arriving in an instant.
Above Fusong Mountain, there is a vast sea of clouds.
The many clones of Uncle Yan Tong naturally saw this arrow.
A look of solemnity suddenly appeared on his face. This was Emperor Yuan Meng’s arrow to vent his anger, but it was also an arrow to show his strength to the whole world by using the reason of shooting him.
It was even an arrow to declare war on the Three Kingdoms of Zhao, Xiliang and Dali!
The general trend of the world… slightly deviated from his expectations.
He had naturally seen this scene, but he did not expect that he would become the target of Emperor Yuanmeng’s arrow sacrifice.
The variable Anle… really has a huge impact!
However, Uncle Yan Tong was a genuine ten-level cultivator. He was unwilling to fight to the death with Emperor Yuan Meng. As the most divination person in the world, fighting and killing was not his style.
Countless clones fell gracefully towards the foot of the mountain.
As long as he falls under the mountain, he can disappear into the world and be difficult to find.
However, just when he was about to fall into the crowd of geniuses at the foot of the mountain.
The clone of Emperor Yuan Meng, transformed by the power of dragon veins, fell like a meteor and hit the foot of the mountain. The golden dragon vein body suddenly punched the sky.
The dense shadows of fists are hanging upside down towards the sky!
The falling clones of Uncle Yan Tong were actually hit by the shadow of the fist one after another, and their falling figures were hindered!
at the same time.
An arrow turned from the purple thunder in the sky has arrived.
That terrifying and oppressive power made everyone feel their breath stagnation, and only purple remained in their eyes!
Bang bang bang!
All of Uncle Yan Tong’s clones were blown to pieces under the influence of the arrow.
The missing arrow contains a blocking idea, and even forms a kind of Tao power!
This power makes Uncle Yan Tong’s true form inescapable!
Uncle Yan Tong’s eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand. The incense burner in his palm suddenly swelled up in the storm, as if it had turned into a tripod!
This is the incense burner imitated by Uncle Yan Tong after he inspected the ancient tripod inside the First Mountain.
Although it is not the real thing, it contains the meaning of the tripod!
It can also be regarded as a top magic weapon!
Use the incense burner to block the arrow. This incense burner, which had accompanied Uncle Yan Tong for a long time, only withstood less than two breaths before being directly destroyed by Zi Lei’s arrow.
The purple thunder arrow broke through the incense burner and penetrated, but Uncle Yan Tong’s body seemed to turn into a twisted point, and was swallowed straight in, completely disappearing without a trace.
Only the edge of the robe was left, which was annihilated by the purple thunder arrow!
Uncle Yan Tong disappeared.
At the foot of the mountain, Emperor Yuanmeng’s dragon-veined body also began to disappear, turning into pure dragon-veined power and integrating into the bodies of Boqi, Tuzhen and Ge Xiaoe.
A battle that was as brief as a glimpse ended like this.
It ended with the former number one mountain lord escaping.
Zhao Huangting, who was white-haired, was watching the battle and drinking wine, with a hint of sadness on his face.
“This Emperor Yuan Meng… when I set off Nirvana to fight him, I’m afraid I didn’t even reach 50% of my strength.”
At that time, Emperor Yuanmeng had not yet refined the dragon veins and was still restricted by the dragon veins. Otherwise, Zhao Huangting would not be able to leave a single sword mark on Emperor Yuanmeng’s body.
The Sixth Mountain Master stood up, carried the pine sword box on his back, and glanced at Zhao Huangting with a cold face: “You are already very good. At least, compared to Uncle Yan Tong’s attitude of running away without fighting, you That battle was very satisfying.”
When Zhao Huangting heard this, he felt relieved and laughed.
The laughter gradually subsided, and he looked at Fusong Mountain, which seemed to be undergoing transformation, with a strange look in his eyes: “I really didn’t expect that this boy Anle could actually become the master of the Seventh Mountain…”
“The scene of that boy struggling to climb your sixth mountain, practicing the five-animal exercise on the mountain steps and stone path, seems like yesterday.”
“Actually, not long has passed.” The Lord of the Sixth Mountain said, “This is the genius. Once he sings, he will shock the world.”
Zhao Huangting smiled and nodded, expressing his agreement. Such a genius is rare to see in a million years.
“The First Mountain Master…well, what happened to the former First Mountain Master?” Zhao Huangting asked.
Naturally, he also learned a little bit about what happened on Fusong Mountain.
The Lord of the Sixth Mountain looked indifferent: “Nothing has happened. We don’t agree with our ideas. Please withdraw from the Holy Mountain.”
“To put it simply, just be a deserter.”
deserter?
When Zhao Huangting heard this, he couldn’t help but be silent: “Uncle Yan Tong said that Anle is a variable. Joining the Holy Mountain will cause the Holy Mountain to collapse and all the mountain owners to perish… Aren’t you afraid?”
The Lord of the Sixth Mountain glanced sideways at Zhao Huangting: “It’s just an excuse for Uncle Yan Tong to desert. The teacher said that the opponents of the Holy Mountain… once they seize the opportunity, they will destroy the Holy Mountain to death. Therefore, regardless of whether there is peace or not, , the Holy Mountain collapses and the mountain owner dies.”
This is already considered a secret involving the Holy Mountain. The Lord of the Sixth Mountain would not say it at first, but he did not choose to hide it from Zhao Huangting, who had only a short time.
“So, Uncle Yan Tong was just like those former mountain masters who became deserters. The teacher never restricted deserters. They just ran away if they wanted. Uncle Yan Tong was just one of many deserters.”
“The holy mountain made of iron, the owner of the mountain with flowing water.”
“Nothing surprising.”
The Sixth Mountain Master said calmly.
“Today, among the powerful forces in the world, there are still former mountain masters alive in the world. Lianhua Temple, Zhenwu Temple, Star Reaching Sect… all have former mountain masters, and there are even some whose identities I don’t know.”
“This is part of the reason why the Holy Mountain is so transcendent.”
“Uncle Yan Tong left the Holy Mountain and the Holy Master gave him permission. Naturally, we will not try to persuade him to stay. Emotionally speaking, I prefer Lao Qi.”
The Lord of the Sixth Mountain said: “The way of divination practiced by Uncle Yan Tong, the elimination of variables can make the way clearer, and is also conducive to the improvement of his cultivation. When the world is in chaos, he can only get into the chaos. If he has a chance to gain enlightenment, he has long wanted to leave the Holy Mountain, so…if he dares to attack Lao Qi after leaving the Holy Mountain, my sword…will no longer show mercy.”
“I am not my opponent. There are also the second, third, fourth, fifth and other mountain masters. If they are the mountain masters, you and I are both from the same sect. If the mountain master does not bully the mountain master, we will be enemies.”
The words of the Sixth Mountain Lord gave Zhao Huangting reassurance.
Zhao Huangting turned to look at the Seventh Mountain and smiled softly.
Now, it was flying higher and higher.
…
…
Within the belly of the Seventh Mountain.
Anle felt the trembling of the ancient cauldron. The [Emperor] Dao Fruit in his body seemed to be the source of the trembling of the three-legged ancient bronze cauldron!
His eyes lit up slightly, and An Le, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, couldn’t help but feel excited.
[Emperor] Dao Fruit was transformed from a ray of purple-gold age energy that he extracted from the awakened will of the eternal emperor. It is naturally extraordinary.
The transformation of the Emperor’s Daoguo even requires Anle to unify the world and regain the mountains and rivers of the North.
This matter is naturally extremely difficult. Today’s peace and happiness have no foundation, and it is nonsense to want to dominate the world.
However, the key now is not this, but Anle may be able to use the [Emperor] Dao Fruit to refine this ancient cauldron, because it is not easy to make this ancient cauldron react.
Sitting cross-legged, Anle began to visualize the Qingshan Sword Qi Diagram, and his mind began to recover rapidly.
In the Dantian, the strange image of the five animals in the green mountain also helped him to quickly recover the consumed innate spiritual energy.
After a while, Anle’s state was restored to perfection, and the speed of this recovery was far beyond that of the practitioners in the world. The incomplete ancient scripture seen on the green mountain played a huge role in this.
After the state was restored, Anle did not tirelessly pour his mind and innate spiritual energy into the ancient cauldron as before.
Instead, he began to try to activate the [Emperor] Dao Fruit, and his mind sank into the Dao Fruit space.
One by one, the Dao Fruits shone like stars.
Emperor, Eternal Prodigy, Sword Body, Fearless Heart, Heroic Attraction, Five Kills of Music, Blood Guanyin, War Puppet!
A total of eight Dao Fruits were suspended, and more Dao Fruits will appear in the future.
These Dao Fruits gave Anle great help on the road of cultivation.
And the [Emperor] Dao Fruit, among many Dao Fruits, is like a bright sun.
This was Anle’s first time entering the Daoguo space. In fact, he had also caught a glimpse of it when he was refining the Heart Sword. Now, as his soul-refining cultivation reached the sixth level, it was easier to enter the Daoguo space than before.
In the Daoguo space, there was a lingering aura of time floating.
There was the thinnest wisp of golden aura of time absorbed from the Saint Master, the golden aura of time absorbed from Tie Lie, and six wisps of gray aura of time.
Anle controlled the aura of time, which was actually mobilized from the Daoguo space.
“Then can I try… to materialize the Daoguo in reality?”
Anle’s eyes flickered.
The Niwan Palace opened and closed, the sword energy raged, and above the Glazed Heart Sword, the Yuanshen opened his eyes, and the thousands of feet of rosy clouds lifted up, and the Yuanshen jumped out of the heart space.
Entered the Daoguo space!
The Yuanshen floated up and floated towards the [Emperor] Daoguo.
However, the [Emperor] Dao Fruit was like the blazing sun, and Anle felt that his soul was almost burned to nothingness.
He drew the Qi of Time to help, and the Qi of Time wrapped around him, gradually softening the power of the [Emperor] Dao Fruit.
Finally, Anle’s soul lifted up the [Emperor] Dao Fruit.
It was like lifting up a big sun!
Inside the belly of the Seventh Mountain.
The three-legged ancient tripod vibrated more and more frequently, and the power it spread out seemed to make the entire Seventh Mountain begin to vibrate violently!
Anle, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the ancient tripod, suddenly opened his eyes.
Above his head, the soul left his body and lifted up a blazing sun!
In an instant, the brilliant light made the entire belly of the mountain become extremely bright, filled with endless incandescence!
It was like a fire that illuminated the endless darkness!
The three-legged bronze tripod suddenly stopped shaking, and a suction force burst out, and began to continuously absorb the bright light, like a grass that grows stubbornly in the sun!
When Anle’s mind was exhausted, his soul returned to the Niwan Palace, and the Emperor Dao Fruit returned to the Dao Fruit Space.
Anle only felt that the belly of the mountain returned to darkness again.
But Anle smiled, looked at the huge bronze tripod that was a hundred meters high, raised his hand, and knocked it gently.
The sound of an ancient bell being struck echoed in the tripod.
The huge bronze tripod slowly began to shrink and shrink… Finally, it was grabbed by Anle and gently lifted up.
In the belly of the mountain, the young man’s white clothes were whiter than snow.
Lifting the tripod with one hand.
It was like lifting the mountains and rivers!
ps: In the new January, I plan to prepare a burst of updates, everyone is looking forward to it, and I also ask for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets to support!
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