The Yunlan Sect is the most powerful force in the Jia Ma Empire. The uninterrupted inheritance from generation to generation has allowed this ancient sect to stand at the top of the Jia Ma Empire. If it were not for the fact that the sect's canon said that the power of the emperor should not be taken away,
I am afraid that during the past several imperial dynasty changes, the Yunlan Sect had completely taken control of the entire Jia Ma Empire.
And precisely because of this, the royal families of every generation of the empire are extremely afraid of this behemoth that is so close. When the current Jiama royal family comes, because of the guardian Jiaxing Tian and the protection of the mysterious beast, this generation of
The royal family finally has some strength that makes the Yunlan Sect even slightly fearful. Therefore, the elite army that has experienced hundreds of battles and is dispatched by the Jiama royal family at the foot of Yunlan Mountain has been living in peace and harmony.
The royal generals have been stationed here for many years, and their purpose is almost clear to everyone. They are to guard against the Yunlan Sect...
The Yunlan Sect did not react too violently to this move of the royal family. Except for the fact that some young disciples in the sect were a little angry at first and went to the military camp to cause trouble occasionally, the senior officials in the sect were very concerned about this matter.
Remaining silent, because they also know that others are not allowed to snore next to the bed. The emperor's family is very suspicious. They have long been accustomed to this. As long as the Yunlan Sect does not collapse for a day, then the legion at the foot of the mountain will forever
They didn't dare to make the slightest move.
No dynasty of the Jiama Empire dares to really take action against the Yunlan Sect, because they all know clearly that this super hornet's nest, one poke, will turn the world upside down...
The Yunlan Sect was established on Yunlan Mountain, and Yunlan Mountain was only a few dozen miles away from the imperial capital. The two were so close to each other that they were like two giant monsters relying on each other.
Although Xiao Yan has been waiting for this day for three years, he did not use Ziyun Wing to rush on. Instead, he walked slowly and slowly, facing the snow-white mountain peaks reaching into the sky at the end of his sight.
As he walked, he was dressed in black robes and carrying a giant ruler, like an ascetic.
On the smooth road, a young man in black robe walks slowly. The huge black ruler behind him is extremely eye-catching. On the road, the occasional carriages and horses will cast a series of surprised looks.
However, Xiao Yan seemed to have never heard of these glances, and his steps were neither light nor heavy. Even though the weight of the Xuan Zhong Ruler was enough to shock anyone who came into contact with it for the first time, after these two years of contact, Xiao Yan's reaction to it
The weight is very familiar to me, so when I was carried on the road, there was almost no delay. Wherever I landed, I only left a shallow footprint, without any of the embarrassing scene of landing in a deep pit.
One step at a time, neither hasty nor slowness. Although the figure looks thin, it reveals a remarkable calmness and ease.
This meditation was not useless for Xiao Yan. When he just left the city gate, because he had just broken through the Great Dou Master, the slightest breath always overflowed from his body, making the surroundings
The passers-by involuntarily moved away from Xiao Yan. The pressure of the aura was not something that these passers-by, who were even less than a fighter, could resist.
Along the way, until now, the aura overflowing from Xiao Yan's body has penetrated into the depths of his body. Looking again, except for the giant ruler behind him, there is nothing unusual about him.
When the sun that broke through the horizon slowly climbed into the sky, Xiao Yan finally stopped and stood on a slope, looking at the huge foot of the mountain at the end of his sight. At the foot of the mountain, it was huge.
The military camps appeared in rolling hills on the flat grass. Through the white tents, you could faintly see some soldiers training.
"Sure enough, as others said, the Jiama royal family has stationed an elite army under Yunlan Mountain..." Looking back, Xiao Yan shook his head, walked down the slope, followed the road, and slowly approached the foot of the mountain.
Although the military camp here is extremely well-defended, there is no obstruction for passers-by who want to go up the mountain. Therefore, Xiao Yan was just casually glanced at by a few soldiers standing guard on the roadside, and then he followed it very easily.
Follow the road and climb to the foot of the mountain.
As lush greenery began to appear on both sides, the sound of soldiers practicing in his ears gradually dissipated. He raised his head slightly, and what appeared in front of Xiao Yan was the bluestone steps that spread to the end of his sight. At a glance, they looked like a ladder to the sky.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Xiao Yan raised his head and stared at the ancient stone steps that had existed for who knows how many years. His eyes slowly closed, and there seemed to be a faint sound of swords. From the end of the stone steps,
The sound is passed down crisply and echoes quietly in the mountains and forests, like the sound of a bell, making people enchanted.
The silence lasted for a long time. Xiao Yan opened his eyes, patted the Xuanzhong Ruler behind his back, stepped lightly, and finally landed firmly on the slightly moist ancient stone steps. At this moment...
.Three-year appointment, officially arrived!
The moment his footsteps fell, Xiao Yan could feel that his soul seemed to be exhaling a breath that had been suppressed for three years at this moment.
Three years ago, with a kind of shame, anger and resentment that seemed to be reckless and childish, the young man left home and went into the mountains and deserts. He was surrounded by swords, blood and fire, like a chrysalis, rapidly transforming himself over the course of three years.
, I have worn away my immaturity and witnessed my growth. However, all these efforts are for today’s agreement!
His chest was filled with an inexplicable emotion, but Xiao Yan's footsteps still maintained an even speed, and his eyes were fixed on the end of the stone steps that he jumped over one by one. His sight seemed to have penetrated the space barrier.
, ejaculated on the woman sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
"Nalan Yanran..." His mouth moved slightly, and the name calmly and with some other emotions quietly spit out from Xiao Yan's mouth.
At the end of the long stone steps, there are clouds and mist. Behind the clouds, there is a huge square. The square is completely paved with huge stones, which looks simple and grand. In the center of the square, a huge stone tablet stands tall. On the stone tablet, there are records
The lives of previous sect leaders of the Yunlan Sect and those who have made great contributions to the sect.
Looking around the square, there are nearly a thousand people sitting cross-legged in it. These people are sitting in a semicircle. Without exception, they are all wearing moon-white robes. On the cuffs, there are long swords in the clouds.
, floating in the wind, like a living creature, faintly carrying some weak sword intent.
At the top of the square, there are some towering stone steps. The steps gradually go up, and the older they are, the older they go. The stone platform on the highest floor is empty at this time, and no one is sitting on it.
Below, there are more than a dozen old men in white robes sitting cross-legged, eyes closed and meditating. Although these old men do not have any characteristics on the surface, their bodies are like steel, no matter how the wind blows, they will not
The slightest movement in their robes lets people know that these old men are not simple!
Below these white-robed old men, there is a separate stone step. A woman wearing a moon robe slightly closes her eyes, and the breeze blows. The robe clings to her delicate body, revealing the perfect curves underneath.
Figure, the camera moved to the woman's calm and beautiful face, and it was Nalan Yanran!
Although there were nearly a thousand people in the square, there was total silence in the square. Apart from the whistling of the wind, there was no other sound.
Occasionally, a slightly strong wind blew across the square, and suddenly, as far as the eye could see, white robes were fluttering, like clouds falling from the sky. This scene, at first glance, was quite shocking.
Sometimes suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind in the air, and soon a figure appeared on the top of the towering tree. Looking over the camera, I realized that there were actually many figures standing on the top of some giant trees around the square. Not only the sea
Bo Dong is here, including Lian Fa Ma, Jia Xing Tian, and even Nalan Jie, as well as heads and juniors of several other families, such as Mu Zhan and others who had conflicts with Xiao Yan last time. It seems that this
Once, Yunlan Sect invited quite a few people.
The arriving figures did not make any rash noises to break the quiet atmosphere in the square. Although some powerful Yunlan Sect disciples were aware of these arriving guests, they did not have the slightest reaction and sat quietly cross-legged.
On the ground, it seemed that the order had been received a long time ago.
Standing on the top of the tree, Hai Bodong's eyes slowly swept across the quiet square, his face a little solemn. In the eyes of a strong man like him, he would naturally be able to discover some details that are difficult for others to detect.
In response to the reaction, the breathing rhythms of the nearly a thousand Yunlan Sect disciples in this square are actually exactly the same. Their breaths are intertwined with each other. If they move anywhere, they will be attacked by a continuous and violent attack like a heavy rain. In this square
Above, these nearly a thousand people were almost as if they were one body. In the moment of action, thousands of people took action at the same time. Even the powerful Dou Huang warriors had to avoid the sharp edge for a while.
"As expected of the Yunlan Sect." Hai Bodong sighed in his heart. He had to admire him. How difficult would it be to train these disciples to cooperate so well?
Turning their heads, Haibodong and Fa Majia Lao looked at each other, and they could see the solemnity in each other's eyes. Obviously, the Yunlan Sect's combined formation also made them fearful.
The wide square was silent, and time passed quietly in silence.
Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and its warm sunlight poured down, filling the entire mountain top.
At a certain moment, subtle footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square. The gentle sound slowly spread up, causing a slight change in the integrated atmosphere in the square.
In the venue, all the Yunlan Sect disciples opened their eyes and fixed their sights on the bluestone steps. The sound of neither light nor heavy footsteps came from there.
On the stone platform, Nalan Yanran gradually opened her bright eyes and stopped at that spot. For some reason, her heart, which was already calm, suddenly beat a few times in a disorderly manner.
The footsteps were getting closer and louder, so much so that a dozen old men in white robes on the stone platform also opened their eyes and looked at the same place.
Far above the sky, the sun suddenly shone down. Through the cover of misty clouds, it happened to hit the end of the stone steps. There, a tall and thin figure finally appeared slowly in countless sights.
Under the gaze of nearly a thousand eyes on the square, the young man in black robe carrying a huge black ruler on his back walked up the last step.
The young man's eyes swept across the huge square without joy or sorrow, and finally stopped on the beautiful woman on the stone platform who also cast a pair of bright eyes.
He lifted his steps lightly, then put them down, and took three steps forward in this way. Only the low footsteps floated in the quiet square.
After three steps, the young man raised his head, stared at the woman, and spoke lightly.