crossing with green hills

"Xiaobai, it's time for that little girl to come up and take good care of her."

"Yes, God Venerable!"

Xiaobai bowed, turned around and headed towards Lianhua Village.

Looking at the distant figure of the other party, Li Tiansheng smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and his mind was drawn to Daqingshan. Suddenly, he frowned, looked up at the sky, his eyes passed through the endless void, as if he was looking at something.

"How long can you last? What happened?"

Closing his eyes and perceiving, through the magic of Daqing Mountain, he captured the aura overflowing from the nine heavens, and he felt that the way of heaven in this world is weakening, even weaker than when he first came.

If this trend continues, the world will collapse in less than 50 years.

That's why he was so impatient to let the young Meng Xuancong go down the mountain.

He even planned to bring Hua Qiangu, who was only five years old, up the mountain. This turn of events was beyond his expectation.

The sooner you prepare, the better you can deal with it if something really happens.

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Let's say that after leaving Daqingshan, Meng Xuancong and the others rushed all the way to the capital of Xishu.

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

The horses under their feet, because of Meng Xuancong, had a great opportunity. They were raised by generals for five years in Daqingshan, which is rich in spiritual energy, and they have long been psychic.

But even if it travels three thousand miles a day, it is far inferior to the best hard-earned horses. It is a real horse of a thousand miles.

In just two days, he arrived at the capital of the Western Shu Kingdom.

You must know that the reason why they were able to arrive in time was because of the help of the immortal sect when the gods preached the Dao in Shenshan.

Right now, it is enough to be proud of doing this by oneself alone.

He is also full of energy, and his confidence in the martial arts he has practiced has doubled.

It was also after entering the palace that Meng Shaocong knew that his eccentric emperor, Lao Tzu, was killed by the Palace of Seven Kills and took away the sword passed down from generation to generation in Xishu.

It was also at this moment that he realized that the artifact, the Merciful Sword, was hidden in the Xishu Imperial Palace.

This time he came back in time, the emperor had just died, kept secret, did not leave a decree as in the original book, and as the eldest son, Meng Xuancong should inherit the throne as a matter of course.

Even in the hall of offering sacrifices to heaven, Li Tiansheng was among them, raised the sword of the son of heaven, sacrificed to heaven and earth, worshiped gods below, and then worshiped the four directions.

A mighty wave of luck came straight to the Daqing Mountain, making Li Tiansheng who was staying on the Daqing Mountain smile suddenly.

After feeling a little bit emotional, he continued to practice with his eyes closed, comprehending the law of good fortune in the Yanshui jade.

Since the way of heaven has changed, strength is the key to breaking the situation and surviving until the specific situation is unclear.

Afterwards, after the mourning period was over, Meng Xuancong immediately rectified the imperial court in a drastic manner, recruited troops throughout Western Shu to prepare for war, and sent troops to crusade against neighboring countries.

After five years of fermentation, the existence of the Martial Dao Tianbei made the martial arts prevail in the entire Western Shu.

Coupled with martial arts and bloody bravery, there are often people who get angry and splash blood a hundred steps to form a large army, and use the methods of training soldiers learned in Daqingshan to refine them.

After going to the battlefield a few times and seeing blood, he gradually became a first-class fierce army in the world.

Wherever he went, he destroyed cities and pulled out strongholds, broke borders and plundered land, and was invincible, with almost no single enemy.

The territory of Xishu continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just half a year, several countries were destroyed and half of the world was occupied.

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On the other hand, the battle between Qisha and Changliu has reached a fever pitch.

Now, apart from the unaccounted-for Yanshuiyu, the artifacts of the ten directions, only the Liuguangqin is left in the hands of Changliu.

The battle between the righteous and the devil is imminent.

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Thanks Chen Fugui for the reward!

Chapter 13 I have more artifacts than you!

Changliu Mountain.

The cleanliness and leisure of the past are gone, there are crowds of people, and disciples wearing all kinds of costumes walk through it, and all the great sects of immortality in the world gather here.

The atmosphere is dignified, and the chill is gradually rising!

Stay in the hall for a long time.

Bai Zihua, together with his master Yan Dao Shangxian, sat solemnly at the head, and gathered together with the heads of other schools who came to help.

"The Hall of Seven Killers is too deceitful. Over the years, they have been arrogant and bullied the disciples of various sects repeatedly by relying on the artifacts in their hands. Now, apart from the untraceable Yanshuiyu, all the artifacts left are the long-lasting Liuguang Qin, if Qisha succeeds, Sha Qianmo, who has suffered a thousand swords, will gain the power of the wild, I am afraid that the world will be in chaos, and we will all rely on Qisha."

"That's right! Now the masters of all factions are gathered together. Instead of lingering on their last breath and seeking perfection in the future, it is better to fight against the Seven Killers. In the worst case, both jade and rock will be destroyed, and both sides will suffer. It can be regarded as feeding demons with one's body and eliminating harm for the common people in the world."

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Looking at the heads of various sects who used to be as stable as Mount Tai, now they are all furious, impatient, even if they are impatient, they feel a little bit empathetic.

Really depressed.

Killing Qianmo is fine.

The key is that Shan Chunqiu, who doesn't know which muscle is wrong, relies on the magic weapon, provokes time and time again, and hits people in the face at home.

I can't wait to let the whole world know that they are the Demon Cult and that the artifact is in their hands.

"Don't worry, everyone, as long as Sha Qianmo dares to come, I will do my best in Changliu to keep this devil behind, wipe out evil for the Six Realms, and bring a bright future to the common people."

Yan Dao opened his mouth, with white hair all over his head, automatic without wind, and made a vowed promise.

He also had a fire in his heart. Even though he is a god and has a long lifespan, he is still in his old age. He has only a few years to live. He originally wanted to live in peace and grow old. Unexpectedly, in just five years, The world has changed drastically.

He couldn't afford to offend the ancient god who suddenly appeared.

He had no choice but to vent all his anger on Sha Qianmo.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, before the lingering sound dispersed, he heard a wild laughter, from far to near.

"Yan Dao is awesome. He is so old and has such a violent temper. No wonder you are old and decrepit. When you go out to meet guests, you will be disgusted by others. You also want to stay here."