Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years
Chapter 178 The royal background
Chapter 178 The royal background
On Qingbo Street, corpses lie lying around, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.
The torrential rain continued, making the entire silent long street seem a little noisy.
In mid-air, one after another strong men from the Lin'an Mansion had complex expressions, with surprise and shock hidden in their eyes. They never thought that An Le could show such a powerful strength, and with a six-level cultivation base, he could directly kill Three thousand Jinwuwei.
Those are Imperial Guards. Compared with the Zhong Family Army and the Ye Family Army, they are only slightly inferior. When it comes to the overall cultivation, even the Ye Family Army and the Zhong Family Army may not be comparable to the Jinwu Guard of the Imperial City.
Because the number of people entering Jinwuwei is very precious, most of them are placed and dispatched by high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Lin'an, and practitioners from some dignitaries and wealthy families have a much better natural background than ordinary practitioners , the strength is much stronger.
The rainwater continued to fall from the sky, hit the ground, and burst into circles of spray.
The complexion of Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom is very ugly. Is this the Jinwu Guard of the Imperial City?It's not important to be pierced by one person, the important thing is... There is no fighting spirit at all.
Although there is a practitioner configuration that is not weaker than that of the Zhong Family Army and the Ye Family Army, but there is only configuration left. When it comes to real combat capabilities, a 500-member Ye Family Army team can even wipe out the three thousand Jinwu guard!
"It's such a pity, everyone is afraid of death. At the beginning, they can rely on the large number of people and have enough confidence to charge a wave, but when the companions around them start to die, they start to be afraid. The desire to fight, after all, they are Jinwu Guards, their status is good, the family they were born in is not weak, and they enjoy the glory and wealth of Lin'an, how can they be willing to die?"
Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom sighed lightly.
Su Qingke, Song Ci and other strong men in the Lin'an Mansion all sighed.
Today's Da Zhao is facing too many problems. The ecstasy of wealth has indeed brought prosperity to Da Zhao, but the problems in the interior are intertwined and intertwined, and they have already condensed into the root of the disease.
The prosperity of Lin'an is based on the pain of other states.
There are many cities in the south of the Yangtze River that are rich, but the rich are only the group of people sitting in high positions, who control most of the wealth and enjoy the glory and wealth created.
This is the freedom that Da Zhao brought to these people. No matter if they are honored or upstarts, they will eventually become the walking dead under the ecstasy of their bones.
Many strong people can see this, but what's the use?
Because they are the few who control most of the wealth, they are not willing to let the current Great Zhao collapse.
Once the current Dazhao is gone, what they will face is the uprooted defeat.
Just like the Lin Mansion, the former Lin Guogong was high and powerful, and he was able to get the iron certificate of the alchemy book in the octagonal eaves and dripping wind wave building, and erected a stone monument in front of the gate.
What a glorious scenery, and how miserable it is after the final defeat.
Practitioners who can enter the Jinwu Guard are all people of little status, and they even spent a lot of money to get people into it, and get an iron rice bowl.
Therefore, they cherish their lives very much and are not willing to die.
This was the case for the two vice-presidents who were at the peak of the Seventh Realm. The family spent countless resources, combined with their own talents, and practiced to the peak of the Seventh Realm.
Looking at the Zhao Dynasty, the peak of the seven realms belonged to the first-class strong, and could enjoy endless glory and wealth.
And once you die, there is nothing left!
Even... it was just for a reason to prevent An Le from entering the Taimiao to pay homage to the old emperor's uncle.
To die for such a reason... They are not reconciled.
Even if this order was issued by the emperor of the Zhao family, but... the dissatisfaction with the glory and wealth in his heart has already overwhelmed the emperor's coercion brought by the emperor of the Zhao family!
The old sword master Peimin leaned on the Yingying Sword and stood quietly on the long street. The rain was falling around him, but it was clear above his head, and not a single drop of rain fell.
Seeing that An Le was unstoppable, he easily killed three thousand Jinwu Guards, showing extremely domineering physical strength, and also showed extremely superb swordsmanship skills.
The three thousand Jinwu guards who were killed directly and easily killed were terrified.
He successfully set foot on the Taimiao, took three sticks of incense and entered it.
The old man's eyes were shining brightly, and his perception was sensing Anle's physical fitness and performance.
Integrating Shanhe Ding...
Even blending some of the characteristics of Shanhe Ding with the physical body, the art of fusion showed amazing excellence in this fight.
The old sword master was very moved.
Jianchi Palace is the most suitable Jianghu force for practicing and inheriting the art of war, because Jianchi Palace controls Jianchi Lake, and it is the best place for casting soldiers in the world. There are also many treasures.
While forging soldiers, disciples can practice the art of military integration and integrate weapons into their bodies.
It not only improves the physical body, actual combat ability, and physical defense, but also improves the fit of weapons. On the way of casting soldiers, it can go further!
This is the benefit brought by Anle Rong's Art of War!
The old sword master's eyes were naturally venomous. He had heard Anle's description before and felt that the Art of War was very good for Jianchi Palace. Now that he has seen the effect of Art of War on Anle with his own eyes, he has no doubts.
The old sword master knew very well that there was not much time left for him and Jianchi Palace. When he fell, Jianchi Palace's weak generation would inevitably lead to the decline of Jianchi Palace.
And Jianchi Palace has a treasure land like Jianchi Lake, and the major dynasties have long coveted it, if he hadn't suppressed it with the posture of a land fairy.
Maybe Jianchi Palace has been breached long ago.
After all, owning Jianchi Lake can create a top-level magic weapon. In war, it is too important for the growth of the strong!
Therefore, the old sword master is very clear that the current situation of Jianchi Palace looks good, but in fact there are many crises.
He didn't know if he could get a chance to enter Lishan Mausoleum during this trip.
If you can't get...
He must find hope for Jianchi Palace in the few days left.
Now, hope has been found.
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In Tianxuan Palace.
Quiet, dull and even somewhat mad and angry!
"Trash! Idiot!"
Sitting on the throne, the emperor of the Zhao family couldn't help but cursed angrily.
Seeing the three thousand Jinwu Guards being killed by An Le alone, he was so terrified that he no longer besieged, but directly gave way to An Le, which made him extremely annoyed!
"The Jinwu Guard is an army that the imperial court spends a lot of Yuanlingtongbao to cultivate every year. It is my right-hand man! As a result, there is no blood at all. If there is a slight defeat, the whole army will be defeated!"
"Did all my Yuan Lingtong treasures be fed to dogs?!"
The emperor of the Zhao family was very angry, this time not only because of Anle, but also because of the Jinwu Guard who spent a lot of money to cultivate.
Three thousand Jinwu Guards, the resources spent on training and training each year are huge, and the result is such a performance, which really chills the emperor of the Zhao family.
Fortunately, the troops led by General Zhen Guo and General Fu Guo were stationed outside, and the soldiers and horses of Liu Guanshi from Shangzhu Kingdom were considered elite, not all trash like Jin Wuwei.
Although the original purpose of the emperor of the Zhao family was to let the Jinwu guards hold An Le back and buy him time.
He didn't even have time to summon his hole cards, and the Jinwu Guard was defeated...
"Jin Wuwei is useless, but... An Le's performance is too monstrous. With a sixth-level cultivation base, one person can fight against three thousand elite soldiers, and three of them are deputy commanders who are at the peak of the seventh level. This growth rate is simply unimaginable."
The emperor of the Zhao family took a deep breath. He still remembered that An Le's cultivation was not even in the double five realms in the pre-Chunwei Palace test. In the picture of mountains and rivers, it was very difficult for him to face Qin Hua'an at first.
But it's only been a while now, when Qin Huaan faces Anle... I'm afraid he will be killed in a flash.
Already left far behind.
"If this child is given a period of time to grow...I'm afraid he will be the next Yuanmeng Emperor!"
Zhao Tianyan, son of the Zhao family, suddenly shuddered.
Thinking of the horror of Emperor Yuanmeng, the emperor of the Zhao family was suddenly overwhelmed with darkness.
He stepped down from the throne, towards the direction of Phoenix Mountain, bowed deeply and kowtowed.
"Anle will not die, Dazhao may perish at the hands of this son... Taizu, please act!"
The respect on Zhao Tianyan's face could not be faked at all, it was the first time in 500 years that he was so respectful.
In order to completely kill the sign of An Le in the cradle.
It is rare for An Le to enter Lin'an once, even if there is an old sword master from Jianchi Palace in charge, Zhao Tianyan intends to forcefully suppress and kill him.
On the Phoenix Mountain, between the imperial tombs, there seemed to be lights flickering lightly, and then there was a pop.
Lights went out.
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Above the Baiyu Square.
Qin Lishi's face was speechless. Although he already knew the ending, when An Le really showed the strength to kill three thousand Jinwu Guards by himself, he still felt horrified.
This child's growth rate... is too fast!
It's so fast that it's hard for people's reason to keep up with the speed of this improvement in cultivation and combat power.
Today's An Le, only the Ninth Realm can stably kill An Le, the Eighth Realm...even the peak of the Eighth Realm, may not be able to kill An Le without using his trump card.
"What a Hua Jiebing, his vision is really vicious, and he is able to send charcoal in a timely manner when this child is in its infancy."
Qin Lishi couldn't help feeling sorry for Mrs. Hua's way of knowing people.
Suddenly, Qin Lishi, who was now promoted to grand master and shared the fate of the Great Zhao Kingdom, became much stronger and approached the tenth realm.
He raised his head and looked at the Phoenix Mountain behind the imperial city. He could see that on the Phoenix Mountain, there seemed to be a faintly sleeping existence waking up from it.
"Is it the hole card of the Zhao family?"
Qin Lishi murmured.
Today's son of the Zhao family is indeed full of courage. Qin Lishi thought that the son of Zhao's family would really continue to confess. After all, facing a ten-level land fairy, he has always been in a confession style, even if he admits it is very reasonable.
However, the emperor of the Zhao family is determined to kill An Le today.
"There is a powerful existence in the imperial tomb awakened...Is it a land fairy? This coercion of heaven and earth seems to be in the tenth realm."
"There are also land immortals in the Zhao royal family?"
After Qin Lishi muttered, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
After all, this news... He really didn't know at all. If Lu Xian was in charge, why would Zhao Tianyan choose to move south when he learned that Emperor Yuanmeng had broken through to the Double Ten Realm?
There is no need, there are ten realms sitting in town, and with many peerless generals, it might not be impossible to fight against the iron cavalry of the Yuanmeng Empire!
Qin Lishi could clearly feel the fluctuations in the fate of the Great Zhao.
This fluctuation made his expression change again, because with the recovery of that existence, the Great Zhao Guoyun has climbed up, even to an extremely high level.
However, such a high level... makes Qin Lishi unhappy.
Because, this rise in national fortune... is only temporary!
The higher you climb, the harder you may fall.
If this continues, his hope of breaking through the tenth realm... will become increasingly slim.
Zhao Tianyan... tricked me!
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An Le, white-clothed Shengxue, came all the way from the end of Qingbo Street, ten miles away, the corpses of the Jinwu Guard lay all over the place.
Now, he has finally set foot in the Taimiao.
Holding three sticks of incense with one hand, borrowing the fire from one incense candle, lit three sticks of incense, gently waved them, scattered the incense and lit the fire, and the smoke spread curlingly.
This is the first time An Le has set foot in the Taimiao, and he can vaguely feel an invisible oppression of will.
That is the spiritual coercion formed after the fall of the powerful members of the Dazhao royal family.
However, for An Le, who is now training in the green mountains of bamboo swords, who is not afraid of even the coercion of immortals, this spiritual coercion is useless.
An Le saw Zhao Huangting's memorial tablet, and there were fireworks on it.
The old emperor had arranged his funeral a long time ago, and Su Muzhe followed his orders, and everything was done in an orderly manner.
Because the emperor of the Zhao family planned to use Zhao Huangting's death to force Anle into Lin'an, he did not do anything to hinder Zhao Huangting's funeral, so he gave him the treatment that should be given.
After Zhao Huangting's body died, the only remaining fire of Nirvana burned up and burned up the body.
This is unavoidable, and it is the only destination for the strong after failing to reach the tenth realm, returning to heaven and earth under the flame of Nirvana.
An Le walked slowly, and put three sticks of incense on the incense burner.
Green smoke curled up, as if blurring the scene in front of me.
An Le sighed. For this old man who is also a teacher and a friend, he has very complicated emotions. On the one hand, he is grateful to the other party for guiding him to move forward correctly and firmly on the road of practice, and on the other hand, he gave him a bamboo sword and a green mountain to give him the opportunity.
On the other hand, there is also some regret, after all, he failed to find a way to make Zhao Huangting survive and extend his life.
Even with such a powerful presence, there will still be a day of death in the end, which makes An Le feel mixed feelings.
The higher the cultivation base is, the closer the distance to longevity, the more afraid of death and fear of death, but death will always come as promised.
An Le bowed solemnly and respectfully.
It's a fate.
Even practitioners cannot avoid death.
Raise your hand and point it between your eyebrows.
In the Niwan Palace, the primordial spirit competes for the eyes, and the powerful mind interweaves in front of him, absorbing the majestic aura of heaven and earth, and condenses into a white drawing paper in front of him.
An Le raised the bamboo sword and the green mountain, and used the sword as the brush and the sword energy as the ink to paint a picture of bamboo in ink.
He knew that the old man in Taimiao liked bamboo paintings, and this was the last painting he gave to the old man.
The sword qi smudges like ink on the drawing paper compressed by the aura, and smudges out in circles. The sword qi is sharp and sharp. Lifting it up, lifting it up, it is even more blessed, the bamboo pole is straight, proud and bony, There are not many bamboo leaves on it, only a few sporadic pieces, but the branches of the bamboo poles are scattered, showing the posture of dry bamboo.
He continued to draw the falling leaves with a pause.
Ink bamboo originally pays attention to an image, now accompanied by the slender scrolling and falling leaves of ink bamboo, a few brushstrokes draw the image of cold winter through the empty bamboo branches and withered leaves.
The bamboo pole is straight, like a sword pointing at a distance, fighting through the cold winter.
An Le closes the pen, the bamboo sword and the green hill hum, and the sword qi blares.
This "Dry Bamboo Battle Winter Picture" is made to pay homage to Zhao Huangting, to show the heroic spirit of the old man, and his fearless and sharp demeanor.
Knocking your fingers, the painting of sword qi floated up immediately, as if from the top of the Taimiao, showing a strange shape.
Amidst the various abnormalities, everyone outside the Taimiao could clearly see them.
It's like an ink painting slowly unfolding in the rain.
Dead leaves, proud bamboo, not afraid of the cold winter, straight as a sword.
Although the old bamboo is withered, but the ambition is endless, and we will fight a cold winter!
Su Mu covered his eyebrows and opened the Sword Palace, and countless swords were hung in the air. Seeing this painting, he couldn't help being stunned, as if he felt Zhao Huangting's heroic and romantic past from this painting.
"If Huang Ting is still here, it will definitely be a treasure." Su Muzhe whispered softly.
Fourth Master Lin also sighed and was extremely amazed.
Using the aura of heaven and earth as paper, sword energy as ink, and bamboo sword as brush, the painting of dry bamboo and winter shows the heroic demeanor of the old bamboo. It's really... wonderful!
It is worthy of everyone's painting, as always amazing!
The old sword master leaned on the Chengying sword, his eyes were shining, he looked up at the stunning sword energy ink bamboo that was as short-lived as a flash in the pan, stroked his beard, and took a deep breath.
"Good painting."
The old sword master couldn't help admiring from the bottom of his heart for the painting formed by the interweaving of sword weapon, sword intent, and sword energy.
Liu Guanshi, Su Qingke, Song Ci and other powerhouses of Shangzhu Kingdom all fell silent. At this moment, they even felt somewhat envious of Zhao Huangting.
An Le's paintings are indeed amazing in the world. It is unimaginable for ordinary people to be treated like this after death.
With the opening of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, many powerful people know that a world of great struggle is coming. They may not be able to die well, and they may die tragically in the process of fighting for opportunities without knowing it.
Zhao Huangting went north to challenge Emperor Yuanmeng, but his wish was fulfilled, and he got a great victory, left a strong mark in the world, and was able to return to Lin'an Mansion where he had stayed for 500 years, and spent his last days in an ordinary way. Finally, You can also get the best ink bamboo painting in the world as a gift from everyone.
Such an ending made everyone envious.
The old sword master smiled, very satisfied with Anle's emphasis on love and righteousness, and Anle's performance, so that he can safely hand over Jianchi Palace to Anle, and let the disciples of Jianchi Palace follow Anle.
Suddenly, the old sword master narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickered sharply, he turned his head to look at the imperial city in the depths of Lin'an, and the not so majestic Phoenix Mountain behind the imperial city.
"Is this breath... the tenth realm?"
"No, it doesn't look like the Ten Realm."
"It really exposed the hole cards. Facing the Emperor Yuanmeng, he dared not use the hole cards, but he dared to face the old man... Really, it is enough to make people speechless."
"This big Zhao is really more and more disappointing."
The old sword master shook his head.
His inexplicable words made all the strong present stunned.
Only Liu Guanshi, a strong man of the double nine realms, and many great practitioners of the nine realms of refining the gods, have a clear feeling.
They raised their heads and could sense a terrifying energy revived.
The will of heaven and earth is changing, and the torrential rain falling from the sky becomes more majestic and ferocious, as if the sky is crying, that is because the will of heaven and earth is affected.
One after another, the strong men were stunned, and then it was unbelievable.
Is this the hole card of the Zhao royal family?
A hidden Ten Realm?
However, with such a trump card...to be released under such circumstances, just to kill a six-level Anle?
The hatred is so big?
Many people were puzzled, even a little shocked.
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By the West Lake, Wanghu Tower.
The raindrops fell on the surface of the lake, like water droplets constantly jumping on the boiling water. Such a torrential rain made the sky and the earth gray.
Prince Zhao Shenyan's cultivation was not too high, and his talent was not comparable to that of the second prince Zhao Pei. Only by relying on his seniority and abundant resources, he finally broke into the sixth realm.
Therefore, he could feel the change in the coercion of the world at this moment, but he couldn't know what this change meant.
In the building, the mysterious man who was sipping tea said with a smile, "Can't you feel it? This is the heritage of your Zhao family. It's a pity that it was used here today."
"A combat power at the tenth level is not considered weak."
The mysterious man said with emotion.
Zhao Shenyan was stunned for a moment, took a breath, and his complexion changed slightly. He knew that his father must have the trump card, but he didn't know what the background was, but he never thought that it turned out to be a ten-level combat power.
"If An Le can be killed, then this hole card is not a waste. Compared with Emperor Yuanmeng... the variable of Anle is actually more terrifying, because his growth rate is actually stronger than Emperor Yuanmeng."
"Time will tell you the answer."
The mysterious man got up and walked slowly to the side of the railing, looking at the world in the torrential rain, he smiled and said.
"Zhao Tianyan, finally made a definite decision."
The crown prince Zhao Shenyan looked at the mysterious person who walked to his side, but he was very respectful and did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.
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In Taimiao.
After An Le finished painting, his face froze slightly. He could feel the slight trembling of the table full of spirit cards, and every spirit card was shaking.
Invisibly, it seems that there is a coercion descending from the sky.
The "Dry Bamboo War Winter Picture" drawn by the sword aura above the Taimiao slowly dissipated and turned into countless sword auras, which were washed away by the heavy rain and the coercion of heaven and earth contained in them.
An Le raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a coercion of heaven and earth that seemed to turn into a beam of light, suddenly burst out from Phoenix Mountain, and then slammed down fiercely, heading towards An Leguan.
The old sword sage's beard and hair were flying, and his eyes were full of anger. The Chengying sword in his hand suddenly floated up. With a light tap, the whole city was shaking. All sword qi rose up.
Countless sword qi rolled up the accumulated water covered by the heavy rain, rushing into the sky like a tornado storm, and collided with the qi machine falling from Phoenix Mountain like the head of a water dragon.
Boom! ! !
The invisible power ripples spread out and impact in all directions in a flat plane.
It slammed into Lin'an City's protective formation fiercely, and the entire formation was in turmoil. The cultivators who maintained the formation felt violent fluctuations in their minds, and they almost couldn't control it.
Everyone looked in the direction of Phoenix Mountain in the imperial city in awe.
This is a collision of powers from the ten realms. On Phoenix Mountain... there is actually a strong man from the ten realms hiding? !
impossible!
Many people were horrified. They had been officials in Da Zhao for so many years, but they didn't know such secrets.
But since there is such a background, why choose to move south?
On the glazed tiles of the imperial city, the emperor of the Zhao family climbed up to the sky step by step, bowing in worship.
"Taizu, please take action!"
Zhao Tianyan, son of the Zhao family, said in a deep voice, respectfully.
The sound resounded turbulently.
Afterwards, on the Phoenix Mountain, there was an ethereal figure with immortal aura, slowly stepping out of it, ripples appeared in the void, under the feet of that figure, it was like a dragonfly on water.
An Le walked out of the Ancestral Temple, and the white clothes fluttered endlessly under the powerful collision waves.
He frowned slightly, staring at the powerful figure walking out of Phoenix Mountain, that figure... made An Le feel a familiar feeling.
That feeling is like...
The will of the immortals that Zhujian Qingshan once faced.
"Xian?"
An Le raised his head, watched the falling coercive beam collide with the sword energy dragon wave rolled up by the old sword master, and couldn't help muttering softly.
"It's not a fairy, it should be called a half fairy."
The old sword master put his hands behind his back and stepped down with one step, his figure instantly appeared high in the sky.
In an instant, the majestic coercion of the ten realms spread.
Shangzhuguo, Su Qingke and other Nine Realm powerhouses who were suspended in the air were all suppressed and fell back to the ground, unable to move an inch.
On every face, there was a look of shock.
This is the collision of ten realms...
For any practitioner, it is hard to see.
However, what surprised them even more was the "half immortal" that the old sword master called.
Even they, a group of Nine Realm powerhouses, don't know much about these secrets, maybe they haven't reached that level, so their knowledge is limited.
"Half-immortal means that the physical body has been transformed into an immortal body, but the refining god is still a mortal womb."
"That's why it's called a half-immortal."
"A half-immortal is like a living dead, possessing the power of the ten realms, but the number of shots is limited. Once revived and shot, the primordial spirit, which cannot bear the body of an immortal, will surely collapse. Once the primordial spirit is defeated and extinguished, death is not far away."
"Half Immortal, also known as the Void Ten Realm."
"Only the dead can become a half-immortal."
The old sword master said softly, as if explaining to everyone.
"Because it's true emptiness, it's called the ten realms of emptiness."
After the old sword master finished speaking, he really laughed out loud.
Although the half-immortal does have the combat power of the ten realms, but... the false ten realms are, after all, false, deceiving one's ears and stealing the bell.
The real ten realms naturally disdain such a living dead.
However, the others didn't dare to dismiss it at all, they were all shocked and disturbed.
Half Immortal... Ten realms of combat power!
If Da Zhao could become a half-immortal, who would it be?
Could it be...the Zhao Taizu who founded the Great Zhao Dynasty? !
Practitioners such as Liu Guanshi, Qin Lishi, Su Qingke and others from Shangzhu Kingdom were all horrified.
It is rumored that Zhao Taizu has already broken through the tenth realm, but in the end because of injury, the tenth realm's limit was advanced, and finally fell in the limit...
I never thought that I would turn into a half-immortal at the tenth level, and continue to extend my lifespan, guarding Da Zhao...
Many officials were in a fluctuating state of mind, and clasped their fists one after another to perform the ceremony.
The figure walking out of the imperial mausoleum of Fenghuang Mountain was emitting light all over his body. On his body, there was a celestial aura, surrounded by clouds and mist, ethereal and refined.
However, behind this indistinctness, there is a pure death energy.
"Zhao Taizu, you who once ended the chaotic world of Middle-earth, founded Great Zhao, gathered and sorted out the dragon veins, you are also considered wise and powerful, but you never thought that after falling, you would choose to become a half-immortal and live in the world, it is really... …such a pity."
The old sword master was calm and sighed.
The figure had its hands behind its back, and the white plain clothes were flying in the rain curtain. Before the rain fell on him, it was already shattered invisible, turning into rain mist and intertwining continuously.
"Peimin, after all these years, your words are still so stinging."
A faint voice, ethereal, echoing endlessly.
"To each other, do you see old friends?" The old sword master raised his beard and put his sword fingers together, Chengying sword trembled slightly, and the sword energy buzzed, and he responded with a smile.
The luminous figure shook his head with a smile, and then his eyes fell on Zhao Tianyan, the emperor of the Zhao family respectfully below.
"You invited me out just to kill a sixth realm?"
The voice of the figure was a bit ethereal, but there was still some anger that belonged to a human being.
"Or under the protection of Peimin from Jianchi Palace?"
In Zhao Taizu's voice, there was a bit of absurdity and speechlessness.
Zhao Taizu, who turned into a half-immortal, is actually a dead person, it is impossible to become an immortal, and the number of shots is limited. Once used, he will completely disappear from the world.
Such power should be used when it should be used, and the result...
Zhao Tianyan actually called him out, only to deal with a sixth realm.
Zhao Taizu's primordial spirit had swept away An Le, even with bamboo swords and green mountains covering him, he could see through An Le's cultivation at a glance, and his body and spirit were all in the middle of the six realms.
It's just six realms...
How can you use a bull's knife to kill a chicken? !
Zhao Tianyan still respectfully said: "Taizu, this son is the lord of the seventh mountain of the holy mountain, the one who carries the tripod of mountains and rivers, and chose to rebel against Da Zhao. He is a traitor of Da Zhao. He has the ability to gather fortune. Big trouble..."
"Entering Lin'an today is a great opportunity. If we can get rid of it, Dazhao will have fewer disasters in the future."
Zhao Tianyan took a deep breath and said seriously.
Zhao Taizu, who turned into a half-immortal, was stunned for a moment, and a hint of astonishment appeared on his immortal face.
Then he scanned the surrounding world.
The imperial city occupies a vast area and is paved with glazed tiles.
The Phoenix Mountain rising from the back of the imperial city.
In the majestic torrential rain, the boiling West Lake...
The entire unfamiliar Lin'an City made his eyes fluctuate slightly.
"What is this place?"
Zhao Taizu asked.
Zhao Tianyan was at a loss for words, he never thought that Zhao Taizu's power would appear, and he was still concerned about this issue.
Shouldn't we help him solve his future troubles?
"This is Lin'an, the imperial capital of Great Zhao..."
"The Imperial Capital of Great Zhao?"
Zhao Taizu asked again.
Zhao Tianyan could only bite the bullet and nodded.
"Lin'an... When did it become the imperial capital of Great Zhao?" Zhao Taizu's eyes froze, and the half-immortal body was filled with immortal aura, surging with majestic pressure.
The rain slapped Zhao Tianyan's face fiercely, but he didn't dare to resist it with his Qi machine, which only made him drenched, like a drowned chicken.
"Zhao Taizu, old man, let me tell you. 500 years ago, your good descendant chose to move south without hesitation because Emperor Yuanmeng broke through the Double Ten Realm. The eight dragon veins of Zhongtu all fell into the hands of Emperor Yuanmeng."
"Because the capital has been moved, the imperial capital is naturally not the former imperial capital."
The old sword master said.
Zhao Taizu, who turned into a half-immortal, first had a look of disbelief in his eyes, and then disbelief turned into complexity and emotion.
An invisible coercion fell on Zhao Tianyan.
It's just that they chose to give up the land of Middle-Earth after hearing that the opponent had broken through the Double Ten Realm before the battle. Is this still a descendant of the Zhao family?
"Incarnate as a half-immortal, sinking in will, waking up again, the vicissitudes of life... things are different, time is not forgiving, the saint once said that time is the most powerful force... now I understand it."
Zhao Taizu said with emotion and loneliness.
Although he hated that iron could not be made into steel, Zhao Tianyan was his descendant after all, the emperor of the current Great Zhao Dynasty.
He turned into a half-immortal, but he is actually a dead person, what a dead person can do... can only continue to protect the descendants and the dynasty.
What can he do with such an unworthy descendant?
A long sigh, all helpless and disappointed.
The old sword master looked on indifferently, but he didn't have too many emotional fluctuations for Zhao Taizu who had turned into a half-immortal.
Both have become half-immortals, and the two have no common language.
Zhao Taizu didn't make a move right away, he put his hands behind his back, and looked up to the north with immortal air.
The light in the eyes is flowing, just like the stars are turning.
At a glance, he seemed to have traveled thousands of miles away, and saw the mausoleum opened by the power of eight dragon veins on Mount Li.
"Has the Tomb of the First Emperor at the foot of Mount Li opened?"
"Is this era of impossibility finally beginning to end?"
"Unfortunately, I missed this era."
Zhao Taizu shook his head lonely.
He slowly withdrew his gaze, and his eyes finally fell on An Le, and began to carefully look at this young man who Zhao Tianyan would not hesitate to use his trump card to kill.
The bones are not very old, but they are already in the sixth realm, and their talents are superb.
Physically strong, even... has the aura of a mountain and river tripod!
Zhao Taizu's eyes were fixed, and from An Le's body, he even felt an aura of gathering fortune that was stronger than his original self!
No wonder Zhao Tianyan is anxious...
This son... is really extraordinary!
The Great Zhao Dynasty moved south and lost the suppression of the dragon veins of the Central Earth, which means that the foundation is shaken. Even if it is suppressed by the national destiny, it can be seen that the national destiny is now weak and turbulent...
People like An Le who gather fortune are indeed a great threat.
However, Zhao Taizu felt that the greater threat... still came from Yuanmeng in the north!
His primordial spirit glanced roughly, and he already sensed the aura of a ten-level powerhouse in the Yuanmeng Empire.
Apart from the Emperor Yuanmeng of the Double Ten Realms, there is another Ten Realm in Yuanmeng!
Yuan Meng is the enemy!
Zhao Taizu sighed, a little reconciled, his trump card was actually used to deal with a mere six-level practitioner.
The number of shots he can take is not many.
One shot less.
If it is against a strong enemy, it is even possible to completely consume the remaining mental strength.
The only consolation is that the sword master Peimin is not considered a half-celestial power to bury him.
"Peimin, the Lishan ancient tomb is open, you should also plan to enter it and fight for the chance, if you fail, you may also fall into it... In this battle, you don't need to waste your strength on me, a dead man, you We should reserve our strength to enter the ancient tomb to compete for opportunities, and maybe we can seize the opportunity to break through the eleventh realm."
"So, hand over this little guy, don't ruin your hope of breaking through the eleventh level because of a sixth level."
Zhao Taizu said.
However, the old sword master smiled lightly, and tapped on the Chengying sword: "The chance of the eleventh realm... how can it compare to the safety of Anle?"
Zhao Taizu raised his eyebrows, he never thought that Anle held such a high place in Peimin's heart.
No wonder, Zhao Tianyan wanted to kill An Le.
It is true that it will be difficult to sleep and eat if you have the support of a Ten Realm. The Zhao family does not have a Ten Realm now, and it is not a good sign that the Ten Realm supports a new fortune-gatherer.
In the imperial capital of a dynasty, even if it is a big move to kill the other party, it is justifiable.
"Peimin, you can't protect this son."
Zhao Taizu said softly.
"After all, this is the imperial capital, and there are too many strong people in the Ninth Realm. You came here to protect him personally, and you wanted to use the power of the Tenth Realm to take him away safe and sound, but... after all, you underestimated Da Zhao's power. "
"I will stop you with the body of a half-immortal, and you have to go all out."
"The remaining nine realms are enough to block other people, and another nine realms can kill him."
Zhao Taizu said.
As the words fell, he disappeared in the mid-air while the immortal energy wafted up, and when he reappeared, he was already beside the old sword master.
Lightly patted the palm that was as crystal clear as jade, exuding a pure white fairy air.
With the body of a half-immortal, the power is incomparably terrifying!
The old sword master's beard and hair were flying, and the sackcloth was tightly attached to his body amidst the strong wind, but he did not retreat or evade.
The palm of the hand collided with the sword light, and the pitch-black cracks in the space intertwined inch by inch, engulfing the rainstorm in it, tearing it to pieces, and blasting it into howling rain powder!
The collision of the forces of the ten realms is already a confrontation between the wills of heaven and earth.
All the powerhouses of the Nine Realms felt an unparalleled sense of oppression, as if they were about to suffocate.
The old sword master flicked his fingers, and the Chengying sword turned into three.
The light of the sword is like glass, one sword contains light, one sword holds night practice, and one sword bears shadow.
Xiaolian's sword turned into a sword glow and flitted instantly, hanging around Anle's body, humming slightly, protecting Anle.
On the other side, Hanguang and Chengyingjian turned into two sword qi flood dragons, soaring upwards, and the half-immortal Zhao Taizu smashed the protective formation of Lin'an Mansion, and killed them above the sky.
Above the sea of clouds, Zhu Huoxi and Pang Ji, the first master who was fighting with their souls, had already stopped fighting.
Seeing a land celestial being and a half celestial being approaching, they retreated and fell into the sea of clouds.
The war broke out in an instant!
In the sky above the imperial city, the emperor of the Zhao family was drenched by the rain, and murderous intent surged.
"Kill this son!"
A cold voice came from Zhao Tianyan's mouth.
Many strong men looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally made a move.
Su Muzhe stood up with a cold drink, and the Da Yan sword array intertwined, and the densely packed sword weapons intertwined to outline the appearance of a female sword fairy, pressing the sea with her sword!
The Yuanshen formation was in operation again, and many Nine Realms attacked one after another to fight against the Dayan Sword Formation!
The two generals of Shangzhu Kingdom Liu Guanshi, Fuguo and Zhenguo, and three top powerhouses of the Nine Realms made their move. With the help of the collision of Yuanshen, Su Mu covered the bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he was happy and fearless, and continued to turmoil the Yuanshen, pressing down Sword array.
On the other side, Fourth Master Lin fought with Su Qingke, Qingke of the Dali Temple, and Song Ci, the owner of the black yamen.
On the Baiyu Square, Qin Lishi squinted his eyes, and suddenly his heart became cruel. He took a step forward, blessed with the courage of civil and military officials, stepping on the raindrops, and killed An Le.
Qin Lishi... After all, he couldn't help but end up killing An Le!
He knew that this time was the best chance to kill Anle, and he had to seize this opportunity. In addition... he also focused on the invincible power on Anle's body that turned into a golden dragon, and wanted to use the invincible power to cooperate with the fate of the Great Zhao. Try to rush down to the ten realms!
This is his only chance!
No one thought that the war would break out so suddenly.
But they knew that An Le was in crisis!
An Le originally thought that with the power of a Ten Realm Land Immortal, he could move in and out of Lin'an freely.
However, he underestimated the determination of the emperor of the Zhao family to kill him, and directly used the foundation of the ten realms. The half-immortal Zhao Taizu walked out of the imperial tomb, although this power could not be used too many times.
But this time, it is possible to stop the old sword master!
So what if the old sword master left behind a sword to protect An Le?
There are really too many strong men in Lin'an, enough to offset the power brought by this sword. In the end, as long as one of the nine realms makes a move, An Le will have no way to go to heaven or earth, and there is no way to escape!
But many strong men looked at An Le who walked out of the Taimiao, only to find that An Le was facing such a dangerous situation...
The expression on his face was terrifyingly calm.
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On Qingbo Street, corpses lie lying around, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.
The torrential rain continued, making the entire silent long street seem a little noisy.
In mid-air, one after another strong men from the Lin'an Mansion had complex expressions, with surprise and shock hidden in their eyes. They never thought that An Le could show such a powerful strength, and with a six-level cultivation base, he could directly kill Three thousand Jinwuwei.
Those are Imperial Guards. Compared with the Zhong Family Army and the Ye Family Army, they are only slightly inferior. When it comes to the overall cultivation, even the Ye Family Army and the Zhong Family Army may not be comparable to the Jinwu Guard of the Imperial City.
Because the number of people entering Jinwuwei is very precious, most of them are placed and dispatched by high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Lin'an, and practitioners from some dignitaries and wealthy families have a much better natural background than ordinary practitioners , the strength is much stronger.
The rainwater continued to fall from the sky, hit the ground, and burst into circles of spray.
The complexion of Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom is very ugly. Is this the Jinwu Guard of the Imperial City?It's not important to be pierced by one person, the important thing is... There is no fighting spirit at all.
Although there is a practitioner configuration that is not weaker than that of the Zhong Family Army and the Ye Family Army, but there is only configuration left. When it comes to real combat capabilities, a 500-member Ye Family Army team can even wipe out the three thousand Jinwu guard!
"It's such a pity, everyone is afraid of death. At the beginning, they can rely on the large number of people and have enough confidence to charge a wave, but when the companions around them start to die, they start to be afraid. The desire to fight, after all, they are Jinwu Guards, their status is good, the family they were born in is not weak, and they enjoy the glory and wealth of Lin'an, how can they be willing to die?"
Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom sighed lightly.
Su Qingke, Song Ci and other strong men in the Lin'an Mansion all sighed.
Today's Da Zhao is facing too many problems. The ecstasy of wealth has indeed brought prosperity to Da Zhao, but the problems in the interior are intertwined and intertwined, and they have already condensed into the root of the disease.
The prosperity of Lin'an is based on the pain of other states.
There are many cities in the south of the Yangtze River that are rich, but the rich are only the group of people sitting in high positions, who control most of the wealth and enjoy the glory and wealth created.
This is the freedom that Da Zhao brought to these people. No matter if they are honored or upstarts, they will eventually become the walking dead under the ecstasy of their bones.
Many strong people can see this, but what's the use?
Because they are the few who control most of the wealth, they are not willing to let the current Great Zhao collapse.
Once the current Dazhao is gone, what they will face is the uprooted defeat.
Just like the Lin Mansion, the former Lin Guogong was high and powerful, and he was able to get the iron certificate of the alchemy book in the octagonal eaves and dripping wind wave building, and erected a stone monument in front of the gate.
What a glorious scenery, and how miserable it is after the final defeat.
Practitioners who can enter the Jinwu Guard are all people of little status, and they even spent a lot of money to get people into it, and get an iron rice bowl.
Therefore, they cherish their lives very much and are not willing to die.
This was the case for the two vice-presidents who were at the peak of the Seventh Realm. The family spent countless resources, combined with their own talents, and practiced to the peak of the Seventh Realm.
Looking at the Zhao Dynasty, the peak of the seven realms belonged to the first-class strong, and could enjoy endless glory and wealth.
And once you die, there is nothing left!
Even... it was just for a reason to prevent An Le from entering the Taimiao to pay homage to the old emperor's uncle.
To die for such a reason... They are not reconciled.
Even if this order was issued by the emperor of the Zhao family, but... the dissatisfaction with the glory and wealth in his heart has already overwhelmed the emperor's coercion brought by the emperor of the Zhao family!
The old sword master Peimin leaned on the Yingying Sword and stood quietly on the long street. The rain was falling around him, but it was clear above his head, and not a single drop of rain fell.
Seeing that An Le was unstoppable, he easily killed three thousand Jinwu Guards, showing extremely domineering physical strength, and also showed extremely superb swordsmanship skills.
The three thousand Jinwu guards who were killed directly and easily killed were terrified.
He successfully set foot on the Taimiao, took three sticks of incense and entered it.
The old man's eyes were shining brightly, and his perception was sensing Anle's physical fitness and performance.
Integrating Shanhe Ding...
Even blending some of the characteristics of Shanhe Ding with the physical body, the art of fusion showed amazing excellence in this fight.
The old sword master was very moved.
Jianchi Palace is the most suitable Jianghu force for practicing and inheriting the art of war, because Jianchi Palace controls Jianchi Lake, and it is the best place for casting soldiers in the world. There are also many treasures.
While forging soldiers, disciples can practice the art of military integration and integrate weapons into their bodies.
It not only improves the physical body, actual combat ability, and physical defense, but also improves the fit of weapons. On the way of casting soldiers, it can go further!
This is the benefit brought by Anle Rong's Art of War!
The old sword master's eyes were naturally venomous. He had heard Anle's description before and felt that the Art of War was very good for Jianchi Palace. Now that he has seen the effect of Art of War on Anle with his own eyes, he has no doubts.
The old sword master knew very well that there was not much time left for him and Jianchi Palace. When he fell, Jianchi Palace's weak generation would inevitably lead to the decline of Jianchi Palace.
And Jianchi Palace has a treasure land like Jianchi Lake, and the major dynasties have long coveted it, if he hadn't suppressed it with the posture of a land fairy.
Maybe Jianchi Palace has been breached long ago.
After all, owning Jianchi Lake can create a top-level magic weapon. In war, it is too important for the growth of the strong!
Therefore, the old sword master is very clear that the current situation of Jianchi Palace looks good, but in fact there are many crises.
He didn't know if he could get a chance to enter Lishan Mausoleum during this trip.
If you can't get...
He must find hope for Jianchi Palace in the few days left.
Now, hope has been found.
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In Tianxuan Palace.
Quiet, dull and even somewhat mad and angry!
"Trash! Idiot!"
Sitting on the throne, the emperor of the Zhao family couldn't help but cursed angrily.
Seeing the three thousand Jinwu Guards being killed by An Le alone, he was so terrified that he no longer besieged, but directly gave way to An Le, which made him extremely annoyed!
"The Jinwu Guard is an army that the imperial court spends a lot of Yuanlingtongbao to cultivate every year. It is my right-hand man! As a result, there is no blood at all. If there is a slight defeat, the whole army will be defeated!"
"Did all my Yuan Lingtong treasures be fed to dogs?!"
The emperor of the Zhao family was very angry, this time not only because of Anle, but also because of the Jinwu Guard who spent a lot of money to cultivate.
Three thousand Jinwu Guards, the resources spent on training and training each year are huge, and the result is such a performance, which really chills the emperor of the Zhao family.
Fortunately, the troops led by General Zhen Guo and General Fu Guo were stationed outside, and the soldiers and horses of Liu Guanshi from Shangzhu Kingdom were considered elite, not all trash like Jin Wuwei.
Although the original purpose of the emperor of the Zhao family was to let the Jinwu guards hold An Le back and buy him time.
He didn't even have time to summon his hole cards, and the Jinwu Guard was defeated...
"Jin Wuwei is useless, but... An Le's performance is too monstrous. With a sixth-level cultivation base, one person can fight against three thousand elite soldiers, and three of them are deputy commanders who are at the peak of the seventh level. This growth rate is simply unimaginable."
The emperor of the Zhao family took a deep breath. He still remembered that An Le's cultivation was not even in the double five realms in the pre-Chunwei Palace test. In the picture of mountains and rivers, it was very difficult for him to face Qin Hua'an at first.
But it's only been a while now, when Qin Huaan faces Anle... I'm afraid he will be killed in a flash.
Already left far behind.
"If this child is given a period of time to grow...I'm afraid he will be the next Yuanmeng Emperor!"
Zhao Tianyan, son of the Zhao family, suddenly shuddered.
Thinking of the horror of Emperor Yuanmeng, the emperor of the Zhao family was suddenly overwhelmed with darkness.
He stepped down from the throne, towards the direction of Phoenix Mountain, bowed deeply and kowtowed.
"Anle will not die, Dazhao may perish at the hands of this son... Taizu, please act!"
The respect on Zhao Tianyan's face could not be faked at all, it was the first time in 500 years that he was so respectful.
In order to completely kill the sign of An Le in the cradle.
It is rare for An Le to enter Lin'an once, even if there is an old sword master from Jianchi Palace in charge, Zhao Tianyan intends to forcefully suppress and kill him.
On the Phoenix Mountain, between the imperial tombs, there seemed to be lights flickering lightly, and then there was a pop.
Lights went out.
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Above the Baiyu Square.
Qin Lishi's face was speechless. Although he already knew the ending, when An Le really showed the strength to kill three thousand Jinwu Guards by himself, he still felt horrified.
This child's growth rate... is too fast!
It's so fast that it's hard for people's reason to keep up with the speed of this improvement in cultivation and combat power.
Today's An Le, only the Ninth Realm can stably kill An Le, the Eighth Realm...even the peak of the Eighth Realm, may not be able to kill An Le without using his trump card.
"What a Hua Jiebing, his vision is really vicious, and he is able to send charcoal in a timely manner when this child is in its infancy."
Qin Lishi couldn't help feeling sorry for Mrs. Hua's way of knowing people.
Suddenly, Qin Lishi, who was now promoted to grand master and shared the fate of the Great Zhao Kingdom, became much stronger and approached the tenth realm.
He raised his head and looked at the Phoenix Mountain behind the imperial city. He could see that on the Phoenix Mountain, there seemed to be a faintly sleeping existence waking up from it.
"Is it the hole card of the Zhao family?"
Qin Lishi murmured.
Today's son of the Zhao family is indeed full of courage. Qin Lishi thought that the son of Zhao's family would really continue to confess. After all, facing a ten-level land fairy, he has always been in a confession style, even if he admits it is very reasonable.
However, the emperor of the Zhao family is determined to kill An Le today.
"There is a powerful existence in the imperial tomb awakened...Is it a land fairy? This coercion of heaven and earth seems to be in the tenth realm."
"There are also land immortals in the Zhao royal family?"
After Qin Lishi muttered, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
After all, this news... He really didn't know at all. If Lu Xian was in charge, why would Zhao Tianyan choose to move south when he learned that Emperor Yuanmeng had broken through to the Double Ten Realm?
There is no need, there are ten realms sitting in town, and with many peerless generals, it might not be impossible to fight against the iron cavalry of the Yuanmeng Empire!
Qin Lishi could clearly feel the fluctuations in the fate of the Great Zhao.
This fluctuation made his expression change again, because with the recovery of that existence, the Great Zhao Guoyun has climbed up, even to an extremely high level.
However, such a high level... makes Qin Lishi unhappy.
Because, this rise in national fortune... is only temporary!
The higher you climb, the harder you may fall.
If this continues, his hope of breaking through the tenth realm... will become increasingly slim.
Zhao Tianyan... tricked me!
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An Le, white-clothed Shengxue, came all the way from the end of Qingbo Street, ten miles away, the corpses of the Jinwu Guard lay all over the place.
Now, he has finally set foot in the Taimiao.
Holding three sticks of incense with one hand, borrowing the fire from one incense candle, lit three sticks of incense, gently waved them, scattered the incense and lit the fire, and the smoke spread curlingly.
This is the first time An Le has set foot in the Taimiao, and he can vaguely feel an invisible oppression of will.
That is the spiritual coercion formed after the fall of the powerful members of the Dazhao royal family.
However, for An Le, who is now training in the green mountains of bamboo swords, who is not afraid of even the coercion of immortals, this spiritual coercion is useless.
An Le saw Zhao Huangting's memorial tablet, and there were fireworks on it.
The old emperor had arranged his funeral a long time ago, and Su Muzhe followed his orders, and everything was done in an orderly manner.
Because the emperor of the Zhao family planned to use Zhao Huangting's death to force Anle into Lin'an, he did not do anything to hinder Zhao Huangting's funeral, so he gave him the treatment that should be given.
After Zhao Huangting's body died, the only remaining fire of Nirvana burned up and burned up the body.
This is unavoidable, and it is the only destination for the strong after failing to reach the tenth realm, returning to heaven and earth under the flame of Nirvana.
An Le walked slowly, and put three sticks of incense on the incense burner.
Green smoke curled up, as if blurring the scene in front of me.
An Le sighed. For this old man who is also a teacher and a friend, he has very complicated emotions. On the one hand, he is grateful to the other party for guiding him to move forward correctly and firmly on the road of practice, and on the other hand, he gave him a bamboo sword and a green mountain to give him the opportunity.
On the other hand, there is also some regret, after all, he failed to find a way to make Zhao Huangting survive and extend his life.
Even with such a powerful presence, there will still be a day of death in the end, which makes An Le feel mixed feelings.
The higher the cultivation base is, the closer the distance to longevity, the more afraid of death and fear of death, but death will always come as promised.
An Le bowed solemnly and respectfully.
It's a fate.
Even practitioners cannot avoid death.
Raise your hand and point it between your eyebrows.
In the Niwan Palace, the primordial spirit competes for the eyes, and the powerful mind interweaves in front of him, absorbing the majestic aura of heaven and earth, and condenses into a white drawing paper in front of him.
An Le raised the bamboo sword and the green mountain, and used the sword as the brush and the sword energy as the ink to paint a picture of bamboo in ink.
He knew that the old man in Taimiao liked bamboo paintings, and this was the last painting he gave to the old man.
The sword qi smudges like ink on the drawing paper compressed by the aura, and smudges out in circles. The sword qi is sharp and sharp. Lifting it up, lifting it up, it is even more blessed, the bamboo pole is straight, proud and bony, There are not many bamboo leaves on it, only a few sporadic pieces, but the branches of the bamboo poles are scattered, showing the posture of dry bamboo.
He continued to draw the falling leaves with a pause.
Ink bamboo originally pays attention to an image, now accompanied by the slender scrolling and falling leaves of ink bamboo, a few brushstrokes draw the image of cold winter through the empty bamboo branches and withered leaves.
The bamboo pole is straight, like a sword pointing at a distance, fighting through the cold winter.
An Le closes the pen, the bamboo sword and the green hill hum, and the sword qi blares.
This "Dry Bamboo Battle Winter Picture" is made to pay homage to Zhao Huangting, to show the heroic spirit of the old man, and his fearless and sharp demeanor.
Knocking your fingers, the painting of sword qi floated up immediately, as if from the top of the Taimiao, showing a strange shape.
Amidst the various abnormalities, everyone outside the Taimiao could clearly see them.
It's like an ink painting slowly unfolding in the rain.
Dead leaves, proud bamboo, not afraid of the cold winter, straight as a sword.
Although the old bamboo is withered, but the ambition is endless, and we will fight a cold winter!
Su Mu covered his eyebrows and opened the Sword Palace, and countless swords were hung in the air. Seeing this painting, he couldn't help being stunned, as if he felt Zhao Huangting's heroic and romantic past from this painting.
"If Huang Ting is still here, it will definitely be a treasure." Su Muzhe whispered softly.
Fourth Master Lin also sighed and was extremely amazed.
Using the aura of heaven and earth as paper, sword energy as ink, and bamboo sword as brush, the painting of dry bamboo and winter shows the heroic demeanor of the old bamboo. It's really... wonderful!
It is worthy of everyone's painting, as always amazing!
The old sword master leaned on the Chengying sword, his eyes were shining, he looked up at the stunning sword energy ink bamboo that was as short-lived as a flash in the pan, stroked his beard, and took a deep breath.
"Good painting."
The old sword master couldn't help admiring from the bottom of his heart for the painting formed by the interweaving of sword weapon, sword intent, and sword energy.
Liu Guanshi, Su Qingke, Song Ci and other powerhouses of Shangzhu Kingdom all fell silent. At this moment, they even felt somewhat envious of Zhao Huangting.
An Le's paintings are indeed amazing in the world. It is unimaginable for ordinary people to be treated like this after death.
With the opening of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, many powerful people know that a world of great struggle is coming. They may not be able to die well, and they may die tragically in the process of fighting for opportunities without knowing it.
Zhao Huangting went north to challenge Emperor Yuanmeng, but his wish was fulfilled, and he got a great victory, left a strong mark in the world, and was able to return to Lin'an Mansion where he had stayed for 500 years, and spent his last days in an ordinary way. Finally, You can also get the best ink bamboo painting in the world as a gift from everyone.
Such an ending made everyone envious.
The old sword master smiled, very satisfied with Anle's emphasis on love and righteousness, and Anle's performance, so that he can safely hand over Jianchi Palace to Anle, and let the disciples of Jianchi Palace follow Anle.
Suddenly, the old sword master narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickered sharply, he turned his head to look at the imperial city in the depths of Lin'an, and the not so majestic Phoenix Mountain behind the imperial city.
"Is this breath... the tenth realm?"
"No, it doesn't look like the Ten Realm."
"It really exposed the hole cards. Facing the Emperor Yuanmeng, he dared not use the hole cards, but he dared to face the old man... Really, it is enough to make people speechless."
"This big Zhao is really more and more disappointing."
The old sword master shook his head.
His inexplicable words made all the strong present stunned.
Only Liu Guanshi, a strong man of the double nine realms, and many great practitioners of the nine realms of refining the gods, have a clear feeling.
They raised their heads and could sense a terrifying energy revived.
The will of heaven and earth is changing, and the torrential rain falling from the sky becomes more majestic and ferocious, as if the sky is crying, that is because the will of heaven and earth is affected.
One after another, the strong men were stunned, and then it was unbelievable.
Is this the hole card of the Zhao royal family?
A hidden Ten Realm?
However, with such a trump card...to be released under such circumstances, just to kill a six-level Anle?
The hatred is so big?
Many people were puzzled, even a little shocked.
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By the West Lake, Wanghu Tower.
The raindrops fell on the surface of the lake, like water droplets constantly jumping on the boiling water. Such a torrential rain made the sky and the earth gray.
Prince Zhao Shenyan's cultivation was not too high, and his talent was not comparable to that of the second prince Zhao Pei. Only by relying on his seniority and abundant resources, he finally broke into the sixth realm.
Therefore, he could feel the change in the coercion of the world at this moment, but he couldn't know what this change meant.
In the building, the mysterious man who was sipping tea said with a smile, "Can't you feel it? This is the heritage of your Zhao family. It's a pity that it was used here today."
"A combat power at the tenth level is not considered weak."
The mysterious man said with emotion.
Zhao Shenyan was stunned for a moment, took a breath, and his complexion changed slightly. He knew that his father must have the trump card, but he didn't know what the background was, but he never thought that it turned out to be a ten-level combat power.
"If An Le can be killed, then this hole card is not a waste. Compared with Emperor Yuanmeng... the variable of Anle is actually more terrifying, because his growth rate is actually stronger than Emperor Yuanmeng."
"Time will tell you the answer."
The mysterious man got up and walked slowly to the side of the railing, looking at the world in the torrential rain, he smiled and said.
"Zhao Tianyan, finally made a definite decision."
The crown prince Zhao Shenyan looked at the mysterious person who walked to his side, but he was very respectful and did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.
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In Taimiao.
After An Le finished painting, his face froze slightly. He could feel the slight trembling of the table full of spirit cards, and every spirit card was shaking.
Invisibly, it seems that there is a coercion descending from the sky.
The "Dry Bamboo War Winter Picture" drawn by the sword aura above the Taimiao slowly dissipated and turned into countless sword auras, which were washed away by the heavy rain and the coercion of heaven and earth contained in them.
An Le raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a coercion of heaven and earth that seemed to turn into a beam of light, suddenly burst out from Phoenix Mountain, and then slammed down fiercely, heading towards An Leguan.
The old sword sage's beard and hair were flying, and his eyes were full of anger. The Chengying sword in his hand suddenly floated up. With a light tap, the whole city was shaking. All sword qi rose up.
Countless sword qi rolled up the accumulated water covered by the heavy rain, rushing into the sky like a tornado storm, and collided with the qi machine falling from Phoenix Mountain like the head of a water dragon.
Boom! ! !
The invisible power ripples spread out and impact in all directions in a flat plane.
It slammed into Lin'an City's protective formation fiercely, and the entire formation was in turmoil. The cultivators who maintained the formation felt violent fluctuations in their minds, and they almost couldn't control it.
Everyone looked in the direction of Phoenix Mountain in the imperial city in awe.
This is a collision of powers from the ten realms. On Phoenix Mountain... there is actually a strong man from the ten realms hiding? !
impossible!
Many people were horrified. They had been officials in Da Zhao for so many years, but they didn't know such secrets.
But since there is such a background, why choose to move south?
On the glazed tiles of the imperial city, the emperor of the Zhao family climbed up to the sky step by step, bowing in worship.
"Taizu, please take action!"
Zhao Tianyan, son of the Zhao family, said in a deep voice, respectfully.
The sound resounded turbulently.
Afterwards, on the Phoenix Mountain, there was an ethereal figure with immortal aura, slowly stepping out of it, ripples appeared in the void, under the feet of that figure, it was like a dragonfly on water.
An Le walked out of the Ancestral Temple, and the white clothes fluttered endlessly under the powerful collision waves.
He frowned slightly, staring at the powerful figure walking out of Phoenix Mountain, that figure... made An Le feel a familiar feeling.
That feeling is like...
The will of the immortals that Zhujian Qingshan once faced.
"Xian?"
An Le raised his head, watched the falling coercive beam collide with the sword energy dragon wave rolled up by the old sword master, and couldn't help muttering softly.
"It's not a fairy, it should be called a half fairy."
The old sword master put his hands behind his back and stepped down with one step, his figure instantly appeared high in the sky.
In an instant, the majestic coercion of the ten realms spread.
Shangzhuguo, Su Qingke and other Nine Realm powerhouses who were suspended in the air were all suppressed and fell back to the ground, unable to move an inch.
On every face, there was a look of shock.
This is the collision of ten realms...
For any practitioner, it is hard to see.
However, what surprised them even more was the "half immortal" that the old sword master called.
Even they, a group of Nine Realm powerhouses, don't know much about these secrets, maybe they haven't reached that level, so their knowledge is limited.
"Half-immortal means that the physical body has been transformed into an immortal body, but the refining god is still a mortal womb."
"That's why it's called a half-immortal."
"A half-immortal is like a living dead, possessing the power of the ten realms, but the number of shots is limited. Once revived and shot, the primordial spirit, which cannot bear the body of an immortal, will surely collapse. Once the primordial spirit is defeated and extinguished, death is not far away."
"Half Immortal, also known as the Void Ten Realm."
"Only the dead can become a half-immortal."
The old sword master said softly, as if explaining to everyone.
"Because it's true emptiness, it's called the ten realms of emptiness."
After the old sword master finished speaking, he really laughed out loud.
Although the half-immortal does have the combat power of the ten realms, but... the false ten realms are, after all, false, deceiving one's ears and stealing the bell.
The real ten realms naturally disdain such a living dead.
However, the others didn't dare to dismiss it at all, they were all shocked and disturbed.
Half Immortal... Ten realms of combat power!
If Da Zhao could become a half-immortal, who would it be?
Could it be...the Zhao Taizu who founded the Great Zhao Dynasty? !
Practitioners such as Liu Guanshi, Qin Lishi, Su Qingke and others from Shangzhu Kingdom were all horrified.
It is rumored that Zhao Taizu has already broken through the tenth realm, but in the end because of injury, the tenth realm's limit was advanced, and finally fell in the limit...
I never thought that I would turn into a half-immortal at the tenth level, and continue to extend my lifespan, guarding Da Zhao...
Many officials were in a fluctuating state of mind, and clasped their fists one after another to perform the ceremony.
The figure walking out of the imperial mausoleum of Fenghuang Mountain was emitting light all over his body. On his body, there was a celestial aura, surrounded by clouds and mist, ethereal and refined.
However, behind this indistinctness, there is a pure death energy.
"Zhao Taizu, you who once ended the chaotic world of Middle-earth, founded Great Zhao, gathered and sorted out the dragon veins, you are also considered wise and powerful, but you never thought that after falling, you would choose to become a half-immortal and live in the world, it is really... …such a pity."
The old sword master was calm and sighed.
The figure had its hands behind its back, and the white plain clothes were flying in the rain curtain. Before the rain fell on him, it was already shattered invisible, turning into rain mist and intertwining continuously.
"Peimin, after all these years, your words are still so stinging."
A faint voice, ethereal, echoing endlessly.
"To each other, do you see old friends?" The old sword master raised his beard and put his sword fingers together, Chengying sword trembled slightly, and the sword energy buzzed, and he responded with a smile.
The luminous figure shook his head with a smile, and then his eyes fell on Zhao Tianyan, the emperor of the Zhao family respectfully below.
"You invited me out just to kill a sixth realm?"
The voice of the figure was a bit ethereal, but there was still some anger that belonged to a human being.
"Or under the protection of Peimin from Jianchi Palace?"
In Zhao Taizu's voice, there was a bit of absurdity and speechlessness.
Zhao Taizu, who turned into a half-immortal, is actually a dead person, it is impossible to become an immortal, and the number of shots is limited. Once used, he will completely disappear from the world.
Such power should be used when it should be used, and the result...
Zhao Tianyan actually called him out, only to deal with a sixth realm.
Zhao Taizu's primordial spirit had swept away An Le, even with bamboo swords and green mountains covering him, he could see through An Le's cultivation at a glance, and his body and spirit were all in the middle of the six realms.
It's just six realms...
How can you use a bull's knife to kill a chicken? !
Zhao Tianyan still respectfully said: "Taizu, this son is the lord of the seventh mountain of the holy mountain, the one who carries the tripod of mountains and rivers, and chose to rebel against Da Zhao. He is a traitor of Da Zhao. He has the ability to gather fortune. Big trouble..."
"Entering Lin'an today is a great opportunity. If we can get rid of it, Dazhao will have fewer disasters in the future."
Zhao Tianyan took a deep breath and said seriously.
Zhao Taizu, who turned into a half-immortal, was stunned for a moment, and a hint of astonishment appeared on his immortal face.
Then he scanned the surrounding world.
The imperial city occupies a vast area and is paved with glazed tiles.
The Phoenix Mountain rising from the back of the imperial city.
In the majestic torrential rain, the boiling West Lake...
The entire unfamiliar Lin'an City made his eyes fluctuate slightly.
"What is this place?"
Zhao Taizu asked.
Zhao Tianyan was at a loss for words, he never thought that Zhao Taizu's power would appear, and he was still concerned about this issue.
Shouldn't we help him solve his future troubles?
"This is Lin'an, the imperial capital of Great Zhao..."
"The Imperial Capital of Great Zhao?"
Zhao Taizu asked again.
Zhao Tianyan could only bite the bullet and nodded.
"Lin'an... When did it become the imperial capital of Great Zhao?" Zhao Taizu's eyes froze, and the half-immortal body was filled with immortal aura, surging with majestic pressure.
The rain slapped Zhao Tianyan's face fiercely, but he didn't dare to resist it with his Qi machine, which only made him drenched, like a drowned chicken.
"Zhao Taizu, old man, let me tell you. 500 years ago, your good descendant chose to move south without hesitation because Emperor Yuanmeng broke through the Double Ten Realm. The eight dragon veins of Zhongtu all fell into the hands of Emperor Yuanmeng."
"Because the capital has been moved, the imperial capital is naturally not the former imperial capital."
The old sword master said.
Zhao Taizu, who turned into a half-immortal, first had a look of disbelief in his eyes, and then disbelief turned into complexity and emotion.
An invisible coercion fell on Zhao Tianyan.
It's just that they chose to give up the land of Middle-Earth after hearing that the opponent had broken through the Double Ten Realm before the battle. Is this still a descendant of the Zhao family?
"Incarnate as a half-immortal, sinking in will, waking up again, the vicissitudes of life... things are different, time is not forgiving, the saint once said that time is the most powerful force... now I understand it."
Zhao Taizu said with emotion and loneliness.
Although he hated that iron could not be made into steel, Zhao Tianyan was his descendant after all, the emperor of the current Great Zhao Dynasty.
He turned into a half-immortal, but he is actually a dead person, what a dead person can do... can only continue to protect the descendants and the dynasty.
What can he do with such an unworthy descendant?
A long sigh, all helpless and disappointed.
The old sword master looked on indifferently, but he didn't have too many emotional fluctuations for Zhao Taizu who had turned into a half-immortal.
Both have become half-immortals, and the two have no common language.
Zhao Taizu didn't make a move right away, he put his hands behind his back, and looked up to the north with immortal air.
The light in the eyes is flowing, just like the stars are turning.
At a glance, he seemed to have traveled thousands of miles away, and saw the mausoleum opened by the power of eight dragon veins on Mount Li.
"Has the Tomb of the First Emperor at the foot of Mount Li opened?"
"Is this era of impossibility finally beginning to end?"
"Unfortunately, I missed this era."
Zhao Taizu shook his head lonely.
He slowly withdrew his gaze, and his eyes finally fell on An Le, and began to carefully look at this young man who Zhao Tianyan would not hesitate to use his trump card to kill.
The bones are not very old, but they are already in the sixth realm, and their talents are superb.
Physically strong, even... has the aura of a mountain and river tripod!
Zhao Taizu's eyes were fixed, and from An Le's body, he even felt an aura of gathering fortune that was stronger than his original self!
No wonder Zhao Tianyan is anxious...
This son... is really extraordinary!
The Great Zhao Dynasty moved south and lost the suppression of the dragon veins of the Central Earth, which means that the foundation is shaken. Even if it is suppressed by the national destiny, it can be seen that the national destiny is now weak and turbulent...
People like An Le who gather fortune are indeed a great threat.
However, Zhao Taizu felt that the greater threat... still came from Yuanmeng in the north!
His primordial spirit glanced roughly, and he already sensed the aura of a ten-level powerhouse in the Yuanmeng Empire.
Apart from the Emperor Yuanmeng of the Double Ten Realms, there is another Ten Realm in Yuanmeng!
Yuan Meng is the enemy!
Zhao Taizu sighed, a little reconciled, his trump card was actually used to deal with a mere six-level practitioner.
The number of shots he can take is not many.
One shot less.
If it is against a strong enemy, it is even possible to completely consume the remaining mental strength.
The only consolation is that the sword master Peimin is not considered a half-celestial power to bury him.
"Peimin, the Lishan ancient tomb is open, you should also plan to enter it and fight for the chance, if you fail, you may also fall into it... In this battle, you don't need to waste your strength on me, a dead man, you We should reserve our strength to enter the ancient tomb to compete for opportunities, and maybe we can seize the opportunity to break through the eleventh realm."
"So, hand over this little guy, don't ruin your hope of breaking through the eleventh level because of a sixth level."
Zhao Taizu said.
However, the old sword master smiled lightly, and tapped on the Chengying sword: "The chance of the eleventh realm... how can it compare to the safety of Anle?"
Zhao Taizu raised his eyebrows, he never thought that Anle held such a high place in Peimin's heart.
No wonder, Zhao Tianyan wanted to kill An Le.
It is true that it will be difficult to sleep and eat if you have the support of a Ten Realm. The Zhao family does not have a Ten Realm now, and it is not a good sign that the Ten Realm supports a new fortune-gatherer.
In the imperial capital of a dynasty, even if it is a big move to kill the other party, it is justifiable.
"Peimin, you can't protect this son."
Zhao Taizu said softly.
"After all, this is the imperial capital, and there are too many strong people in the Ninth Realm. You came here to protect him personally, and you wanted to use the power of the Tenth Realm to take him away safe and sound, but... after all, you underestimated Da Zhao's power. "
"I will stop you with the body of a half-immortal, and you have to go all out."
"The remaining nine realms are enough to block other people, and another nine realms can kill him."
Zhao Taizu said.
As the words fell, he disappeared in the mid-air while the immortal energy wafted up, and when he reappeared, he was already beside the old sword master.
Lightly patted the palm that was as crystal clear as jade, exuding a pure white fairy air.
With the body of a half-immortal, the power is incomparably terrifying!
The old sword master's beard and hair were flying, and the sackcloth was tightly attached to his body amidst the strong wind, but he did not retreat or evade.
The palm of the hand collided with the sword light, and the pitch-black cracks in the space intertwined inch by inch, engulfing the rainstorm in it, tearing it to pieces, and blasting it into howling rain powder!
The collision of the forces of the ten realms is already a confrontation between the wills of heaven and earth.
All the powerhouses of the Nine Realms felt an unparalleled sense of oppression, as if they were about to suffocate.
The old sword master flicked his fingers, and the Chengying sword turned into three.
The light of the sword is like glass, one sword contains light, one sword holds night practice, and one sword bears shadow.
Xiaolian's sword turned into a sword glow and flitted instantly, hanging around Anle's body, humming slightly, protecting Anle.
On the other side, Hanguang and Chengyingjian turned into two sword qi flood dragons, soaring upwards, and the half-immortal Zhao Taizu smashed the protective formation of Lin'an Mansion, and killed them above the sky.
Above the sea of clouds, Zhu Huoxi and Pang Ji, the first master who was fighting with their souls, had already stopped fighting.
Seeing a land celestial being and a half celestial being approaching, they retreated and fell into the sea of clouds.
The war broke out in an instant!
In the sky above the imperial city, the emperor of the Zhao family was drenched by the rain, and murderous intent surged.
"Kill this son!"
A cold voice came from Zhao Tianyan's mouth.
Many strong men looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally made a move.
Su Muzhe stood up with a cold drink, and the Da Yan sword array intertwined, and the densely packed sword weapons intertwined to outline the appearance of a female sword fairy, pressing the sea with her sword!
The Yuanshen formation was in operation again, and many Nine Realms attacked one after another to fight against the Dayan Sword Formation!
The two generals of Shangzhu Kingdom Liu Guanshi, Fuguo and Zhenguo, and three top powerhouses of the Nine Realms made their move. With the help of the collision of Yuanshen, Su Mu covered the bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he was happy and fearless, and continued to turmoil the Yuanshen, pressing down Sword array.
On the other side, Fourth Master Lin fought with Su Qingke, Qingke of the Dali Temple, and Song Ci, the owner of the black yamen.
On the Baiyu Square, Qin Lishi squinted his eyes, and suddenly his heart became cruel. He took a step forward, blessed with the courage of civil and military officials, stepping on the raindrops, and killed An Le.
Qin Lishi... After all, he couldn't help but end up killing An Le!
He knew that this time was the best chance to kill Anle, and he had to seize this opportunity. In addition... he also focused on the invincible power on Anle's body that turned into a golden dragon, and wanted to use the invincible power to cooperate with the fate of the Great Zhao. Try to rush down to the ten realms!
This is his only chance!
No one thought that the war would break out so suddenly.
But they knew that An Le was in crisis!
An Le originally thought that with the power of a Ten Realm Land Immortal, he could move in and out of Lin'an freely.
However, he underestimated the determination of the emperor of the Zhao family to kill him, and directly used the foundation of the ten realms. The half-immortal Zhao Taizu walked out of the imperial tomb, although this power could not be used too many times.
But this time, it is possible to stop the old sword master!
So what if the old sword master left behind a sword to protect An Le?
There are really too many strong men in Lin'an, enough to offset the power brought by this sword. In the end, as long as one of the nine realms makes a move, An Le will have no way to go to heaven or earth, and there is no way to escape!
But many strong men looked at An Le who walked out of the Taimiao, only to find that An Le was facing such a dangerous situation...
The expression on his face was terrifyingly calm.
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