People in the Central Plains Province were not the only ones who heard the thunder.
Thunder rolled through the depths of the clouds, the sound waves spread, and finally turned into a soft sound between heaven and earth, and then disappeared without a trace.
Beihai Wang family.
Imperial Soldier Mountain.
Xuan Xuanzi, the master of Central Continent metaphysics who was visiting Emperor Bingshan, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.
The night is over and dawn is coming.
The Emperor Bing Mountain is emitting a misty light. Looking into the sky from the Emperor Bing Mountain, the distant sky is still dark with night colors.
All became stiff.
"Taoist Priest?"
Wang Xiaoyao, who was sitting opposite Xuan Xuanzi, was a little surprised.
It has been seven days since Xuanxuanzi came to Emperor Bingshan.
Except for the first day when Wang Tianzong met Xuan Xuanzi in person, Wang Xiaoyao usually stayed with him on the rest of the days.
Many things in Imperial Soldier Mountain are like this.
Xuan Xuanzi didn't feel slighted either.
Wang Xiaoyao's status is noble enough.
And if Wang Xiaoyao doesn't want to be disliked, he is definitely a character that is difficult to dislike.
Wang Xiaoyao's popularity is the best among the Wang family in Beihai, whether on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain.
When there are disagreements within the Wang family in Beihai, Wang Xiaoyao usually steps in to act as the peacemaker.
When there was friction among the southeastern factions, it was Wang Xiaoyao who stepped in to mediate.
He could even sit and chat and laugh with Gu Xingyun, the great elder of Kunlun City, naturally.
There never seemed to be any enemy or friend in his mind.
So everyone can feel his sincerity.
Wang Tianzong is happy and calm.
So whenever there was an important guest on Dibing Mountain, Wang Xiaoyao would accompany them.
Wang Xiaoyao and Xuan Xuanzi had a good relationship, and they were friends for many years. For Xuan Xuanzi, sitting with Wang Xiaoyao was even more comfortable than when he faced Wang Tianzong.
"listen."
Xuan Xuanzi said in a deep voice, he was still wearing a clean Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, with a childlike face and white hair, and an air of immortality as if he were among the gods.
"Listen to what?"
Wang Xiaoyao looked helpless. He had been with Xuan Xuanzi for a long time, and he had become accustomed to the occasional nagging from this master of metaphysics.
The place where the two of them were was one of the most suitable places for viewing in Emperor Bing Mountain. Wang Xiaoyao and Xuan Xuanzi were originally waiting for the sunrise, but now that the sun had just started to rise, Xuan Xuanzi was so excited that Wang Xiaoyao couldn't even think about it.
clear.
"Dragon Roar!"
Xuan Xuanzi's deep tone contained a deep solemnity that could not be overcome.
He actually didn't hear the thunder.
But at that moment, he really vaguely heard the roar of a dragon.
He looked towards the direction of the Central Plains Province, pondered for a long time, and then slowly said: "The dragon is in the Central Plains."
He suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Xiaoyao, and said seriously: "I have to meet His Majesty the Sword Emperor now. This matter is related to the success or failure of my trip, so hurry up!"
Wang Xiaoyao glanced at him and took out his cell phone without saying anything.
Dawn breaks in the sky.
The morning breeze rose on the Imperial Army Mountain.
The snow-white dust in Xuan Xuanzi's hand suddenly moved with the wind.
The white threads at the front of the floating dust fluttered up and stood upright, trembling gently with the wind, like a pale flower without any color.
The invisible wind between heaven and earth penetrated the entire floating dust.
Xuan Xuanzi's face changed drastically.
"Snapped!"
A crisp and clear voice sounded on the Imperial Army Mountain.
In Wang Xiaoyao's suddenly focused gaze, the floating dust in Xuan Xuanzi's hand suddenly exploded.
Xuan Xuanzi spurted out a mouthful of blood.
There were spots of blood, staining the broken dust red.
White mist rose from the pavilion on Emperor Bing Mountain.
Thick fog suddenly rose, covering a large area of mountains and fields.
White mist filled the sky amid Xuan Xuanzi's extremely angry breathing.
The mist is spreading and condensing.
The mountains and fields washed by the white mist become increasingly green.
The white fog is rising.
The morning light is fully on.
The bright morning sun jumped out of the endless sea in the east, golden light fell down, and the white mist floating high in the sky turned into a cloud.
The clouds and mist drifted farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.
Xuan Xuanzi, who had a pale face and blood on the corners of his mouth, stared at the direction where the clouds and mist disappeared.
In front of him, the fragments of floating dust had completely disappeared.
"Old bald donkey!"
Xuan Xuanzi gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes full of resentment: "The ghost is still here!"
"Taoist Priest!"
Wang Xiaoyao finally reacted to the shocking change in front of him. He took a step forward and helped Xuan Xuanzi sit down: "What on earth is going on?"
Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath.
In a very short period of time, his originally white and shiny hair completely dimmed and turned into an old gray.
His trembling palms wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly tightened his grip on Wang Xiaoyao.
"I want to see His Majesty the Sword Emperor now!"
He looked into Wang Xiaoyao's eyes seriously.
The distance between the two of them is very close.
Wang Xiaoyao could clearly see the ferocious light in the other person's eyes.
The weather is completely bright.
The long night turned into day.
sunny.
In the early morning at Dibing Mountain in early summer, there was a smattering of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.
A violent thunder suddenly broke the silence on the Imperial Army Mountain.
A deep and dazzling blue suddenly appeared on the top of the Imperial Army Mountain.
The boundless sword intent exploded on the top of the mountain.
The sword intent surged and roared on the Imperial Army Mountain.
The angry sea at the foot of the mountain began to surge, and the waves hit the cliff crazily. The sound of the tide boiled with the spreading sword intent.
The faint blue on the top of the mountain keeps spreading.
It blocked the sunlight, distorted the space, and the sound of wind spread in the light.
In the silent world, for a time, there were only thousands of extremely bright and dazzling thunder lights.
Lightning spread freely in mid-air.
In the blink of an eye, the lightning that blocked the sun had merged together and turned into a giant sword hundreds of meters long.
The giant sword was spinning in the air, and the sword was falling like rain.
Wang Xiaoyao looked at the top of the mountain with a surprised look on his face.
"Shengxiao breaks through!"
There was genuine joy in his voice.
Wang Shengxiao has been active in the outside world in recent years. After Li Tianlan, he can now be said to be the well-deserved leader of the younger generation in Central Continent. Even in the dark world, he has made a great name and is known as the genius of Beihai.
It was not until three months ago that Wang Shengxiao returned to the Wang family in Beihai. He was already ready to go further. He stayed quiet for three months and finally succeeded today.
Wang Shengxiao was twenty-six years old this year.
Twenty-six years old, possessing the twin veins of wind and thunder, he is at the peak of the Thunder Realm!
The battle of geniuses.
On the road to invincibility, Wang Shengxiao is already at the forefront.
Wang Xiaoyao was in high spirits.
But Xuan Xuanzi's face became increasingly bleak.
He laughed miserably, looked at the direction where the thunder light was floating and dispersed, and murmured: "It's too late."
"What's too late?"
A voice suddenly sounded, extremely calm.
It was not Wang Xiaoyao who asked the question.
But it was Wang Tianzong who appeared quietly in the pavilion.
Wang Xiaoyao did not notify him to come.
But the moment he saw Wang Shengxiao's breakthrough, Wang Tianzong appeared directly in front of Xuan Xuanzi.
"The dragon's veins are complete."
Xuan Xuanzi looked at Wang Tianzong and said bitterly: "Your Majesty, there is no chance."
Wang Tianzong frowned.
Wang Xiaoyao's body also tensed up.
Dragon Vein!
Following Kuangtzu Li's rebellion that year, Zhongzhou has been without dragon veins for more than 20 years.
This is something that all the big shots in Central Continent know.
It is precisely because of this that Zhongzhou, known as the world's most powerful country, has experienced such ups and downs in recent years.
Now the dragon vein has been completed?
Wang Xiaoyao looked at Wang Tianzong and then at Xuan Xuanzi. His mouth moved, but in the end he did not speak.
Wang Tianzong's eyes have completely condensed.
"Just now?"
he asked.
"I am not sure."
Xuan Xuanzi shook his head, his eyes were really confused: "Maybe just now, maybe before, Wuwei tricked me once before he died. Now I can no longer grasp the status of the dragon vein. The luck accumulated over the years
Being plundered alive..."
The tears and laughter on his face showed unwillingness and unventable anger: "I lost. Your Majesty, there is nothing I can do about Shengxiao's matter now."
Wang Tianzong remained silent.
Xuan Xuanzi has a very high reputation in Central Continent, but in recent years, some people have privately commented that this master of metaphysics is not as transcendent as Master Wuwei at all, but looks more like the master of metaphysics used by the Wang family of Beihai.
That makes sense.
Xuan Xuanzi has indeed done a lot for the Beihai Wang family in these years.
Although he said this trip was a guest, it was actually the most critical visit to the Wang family in Beihai in recent years.
For many years, he and Master Wuwei have been trying to reshape Dragon Vein.
Both of them have made their own progress.
But their final choices were completely different.
Master Wuwei chose Li Tianlan.
And Xuan Xuanzi chose Wang Shengxiao.
Who will carry the dragon's veins has different causes and effects for both of them.
Xuan Xuanzi came to Emperor Bing Mountain because he wanted to transfer all the luck accumulated over the years to Wang Shengxiao, and in one fell swoop, Wang Shengxiao had the embryonic form of dragon veins.
But now the dragon vein has been formed.
The infinite luck was directly plundered at the moment when the dragon veins first formed.
Wang Shengxiao has lost his chance.
Whether this was intentional or unintentional, this move can be said to have completely destroyed the overall plan of the Beihai Wang family.
If this kind of accident doesn't happen...
Once Wang Shengxiao carries the dragon's veins and takes a complete set of immortality potions, he will be able to rush into the invincible realm as quickly as possible.
Three years? Four years? Maybe less.
But now, this opportunity is gone.
"The dragon vein is in Li Tianlan."
Wang Tianzong said, he did not use a question, but an affirmative sentence.
Xuan Xuanzi looked at Wang Tianzong.
Wang Tianzong's eyes were deep and calm, without any emotion.
Xuan Xuanzi nodded.
"What will happen to him in the future?"
Wang Tianzong asked.
Xuan Xuanzi shook his head and said softly: "No one can judge his destiny, and no one can predict the trend of the dragon vein. From now on...the dragon vein will be added to it. The stronger Zhongzhou is, the stronger Li Tianlan will be."
If this sentence is understood from another perspective, the stronger Li Tianlan is, the stronger Zhongzhou will be.
"Invincible from all enemies, take off your armor when you see the dragon!"
Xuan Xuanzi said in a deep voice: "Li Tianlan has come back. He is now in the Central Plains."
Wang Tianzong's body seemed to shake slightly.
He pondered for a long time before asking: "Is there no chance?"
"I'm not sure."
Xuan Xuanzi said: "I can't be sure how long he can carry the dragon vein. If the time is still short, it is possible to extract it... But Shengxiao has no chance. If the dragon vein can be successfully extracted, Xiaoyao and Dijiang are the most suitable.
."
"If Li Tianlan is really completely integrated with Zhongzhou's destiny..."
Wang Tianzong looked deeply at Xuan Xuanzi: "What will happen to the Wang family in Beihai in the future?"
Xuan Xuanzi glanced at Wang Tianzong and thought that the crisis for the Wang family in Beihai was approaching, Wang Shengxiao could not become invincible, and the plan was completely disrupted. What else could be said in the future?
He was silent for a long time and then said calmly: "I don't know."
Not knowing means not being sure.
But in the eyes of a true hero, not knowing what it means is bad.
The future of the Beihai Wang family is not good.
Wang Tianzong's eyes flickered and he said calmly: "What should we do now? Kill Li Tianlan?"
Xuan Xuanzi was silent for a moment and said calmly: "Dragon veins have a foundation. If you want to try to extract the dragon veins, you must do it at the place where the dragon veins were first born."
He paused, lowered his eyelids, and said softly: "If your Majesty wants to recapture the Dragon Vein, you must first capture Lin'an Gushan."