Uchiha Madara's Journey to the Heavens

Chapter 69 Pattern
The Misty Cloud Sect, the most powerful force in the Jia Ma Empire, has been passed down uninterruptedly from generation to generation, allowing this ancient sect to stand on top of the Jia Ma Empire.

If it weren't for the fact that the sect's canon said that the power of the emperor should not be seized, I am afraid that the Yunlan Sect would have completely controlled the entire Jia Ma Empire when the empire changed several times in the past.

And because of this, the royal family of each generation of the empire is extremely afraid of this behemoth that is close at hand. After the current Jia Ma royal family, because of the protection of the guardian Jia Xingtian, this generation of royal family finally has Gained some strengths that could make Misty Cloud Sect slightly afraid.

Therefore, the Jia Ma royal family dispatched an elite army with many battles at the foot of Yunlan Mountain.

The royal generals have been stationed here for many years, and their purpose is clear to almost everyone, they are guarding against the Misty Cloud Sect.
Regarding this move of the royal family, the Misty Cloud Sect did not react too violently. Except for some young apprentices in the sect who were a little annoyed and went to the barracks to make trouble occasionally, the high-level members of the sect remained firm about this matter. silent.

Because they also know that others are not allowed to snore beside the couch, and the emperor's house is full of suspicion. They have long been accustomed to this. As long as the Misty Cloud Sect does not collapse for a day, the legion at the foot of the mountain will never dare to have the slightest change .

No dynasty of the Jia Ma Empire dared to attack the Misty Cloud Sect, because they all knew very well that a single stab at this super hornet's nest would turn the world upside down
The Yunlan Sect was built on Yunlan Mountain, and Yunlan Mountain is only a few dozen miles away from the imperial capital. The distance between the two is very close, like two giants confronting each other.

Although Xiao Yan had been waiting for three years for this day, he did not use Ziyun Wing to hurry on his way. Instead, he walked unhurriedly, facing the snow-white mountain at the end of his line of sight that pierced into the sky. Walking, wearing a black robe, carrying a huge ruler, like an ascetic.

On the unobstructed road, a young man in a black robe walked slowly. The huge black ruler behind him was extremely eye-catching. On the road, the occasional vehicles and horses would cast surprised glances one after another.

However, Xiao Yan seemed to have never heard of these gazes, and his footsteps were neither light nor heavy. Even though the weight of the Xuanzhong Ruler was enough to shock anyone who came into contact with it in the first year of junior high school, after two years of contact, Xiao Yan was very impressed with it. Weight, already very familiar.

Therefore, there is almost no delay in being carried on the road, and only a shallow footprint is left where it lands, without the slightest embarrassment like when it landed in a deep pit.

One step at a time, neither rush nor slow, although the figure is thin, it reveals a conspicuous calm and free and easy.

For Xiao Yan, doing this quietly is not useless.

When he just left the city gate, because he had only broken through to the Great Fighter not long ago, the traces of aura always overflowed from his body, making the passers-by involuntarily stay away from Xiao Yan's side.

That oppressive aura is not something these fighters or even passers-by who can't reach them can resist.

Along the way, until now, the aura overflowing from Xiao Yan's body has penetrated into the depths of his body bit by bit. Looking again, apart from the huge ruler behind his back, there is no longer any abnormality.

When the sun that broke through the constraints of the horizon slowly climbed to the sky, Xiao Yan finally stopped.

Standing on a slope, looking at the huge foot of the mountain at the end of the line of sight, at the foot of the mountain, a huge military barracks, rolling up and down on the flat grass, through the white tents, you can faintly see some drills soldiers.

After being casually scanned by the eyes of several soldiers standing guard by the roadside, Xiao Yan followed the road and climbed to the foot of the mountain very easily.

As the lush colors began to appear on both sides, the sound of soldiers practicing in their ears gradually dissipated, and when he raised his head slightly, what appeared in front of Xiao Yan was the bluestone steps that spread to the end of his sight, which looked like a ladder to the sky at first glance.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Xiao Yan raised his head and stared at the ancient stone steps that had existed for an unknown number of years. His eyes slowly closed, and there seemed to be a faint sound of sword cries coming down from the end of the stone steps. , Echoing quietly in the mountains and forests, like the chimes of bells, it is fascinating.

The silence lasted for a long while, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, patted the mysterious ruler behind him, stepped lightly, and finally landed firmly on the slightly damp ancient stone steps, at this moment.
The three-year agreement has officially arrived!
The moment his footsteps landed, Xiao Yan could feel that his soul seemed to be exhaling the breath that had been suppressed for three years at this moment.

Three years ago, carrying a seemingly reckless and childish shame, anger and resentment, the young man left home, went into the mountains, and ventured into the desert. Amidst swords, swords, and blood, he transformed himself rapidly like a chrysalis. , worn out immaturity, and witnessed growth, but all these sacrifices are for today's agreement!

An inexplicable emotion filled his chest, but Xiao Yan's footsteps still maintained that uniform speed, his eyes were fixed on the end of the stone steps he jumped over one by one, his sight seemed to penetrate the obstacles of space , and shot at the woman sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

"Nalan Yanran."

The mouth moved slightly, and the calm name with some other emotions quietly spit out from Xiao Yan's mouth.

"Xiao Yan seems to have arrived."

In the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, there is a square of the Misty Cloud Sect, with towering old trees, and many invited experts have already come here.

Uchiha Madara leaned against the top of a tree, and beside him were Haibo Dong, Chairman Fama, Jia Xingtian, Nalan Jie, Mittel Tengshan and other figures from the Jiama Empire.

Spot nodded to indicate that he knew that Misty Cloud Sect was only [-] to [-] kilometers away from the holy city of Jia Ma, and Xiao Yan was always within his range of perception.

But at this moment, Madara's eyes are more attracted by the Misty Cloud Sect.

This kind of majestic and majestic building built against the mountain, coupled with thousands of disciples, naturally gave people a huge impact.

In Madara's heart, he unconsciously made comparisons.

In terms of strength, the Muye Village founded by him and Zhujian in the past should be stronger than the current Yunlanzong.

But when it comes to the overall momentum, Muye Village is indeed a bit too small.

At the same time, Madara became more determined in his heart. The structure of the ninja world was too small before, and his road there had come to an end.

Only in this kind of world would there be more powerful people for him to challenge, and he would be able to surpass himself faster.

(End of this chapter)