dude is so righteous

On the top of the Changling Tomb, someone's thoughts enveloped the entire Changling Tomb, calmly watching the scene of the young man in black beheading the disciples of the Xia family with a single sword.

He didn't try to stop him, and even acquiesced.

"Chu Tiannan's return this time seems to have undergone quite a transformation."

"It's good to laugh at the world of mortals, but you, Chu Tiannan, are the Emperor Xia's favorite. In the future, you will guard the world for the Xia family, and you must have the heart to kill."

"I hope to be able to realize your way on Changling."

The voice was extremely quiet, like a breeze blowing past.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the mountain of Changling is not tall, not so towering, it can even be said to be a bit gentle, the mountain is not steep, and the mountain road is not rough.

But there are endless clouds of smoke, which seem to be pressed down from the nine heavens, faintly curling up on the mountain road.

The moment Luo Hong stepped into the area of ​​Changling, Luo Hong felt a pressure, which was the oppression brought by a black stone tablet, and the oppression acts on the spirit, making it difficult to stop.

A small and dilapidated stone tablet was just inserted by the side of the road. Because the stone tablet had not been repaired for a long time, it was covered with frost grass, and it was stained with raindrops from the sky, like dewdrops rolling.

Cloaked in the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan, Luo Hong squatted down in front of the first stone tablet in Changling.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, many disciples of the Xia family who gathered at the foot of the mountain couldn't help being startled when they saw "Chu Tiannan" squatting in front of the foot of the mountain.

What's so good about this low, ordinary stone tablet without any artistic conception or even a little bit of luck?

Luo Hong looked at this stone tablet, slightly startled, because this stone tablet didn't have any mysterious meaning. On it, the name and strength of the person who erected the monument was even written.

"Li Yu, the fallen princess of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, is a third-rank swordsman."

This is a stone tablet set up by a third-rank monk, a stone tablet that has been worn out by the years.

Although the third-rank monks are barely considered strong in the rivers and lakes, in this Changling, they belong to the bottom of the extreme existence.

If it weren't for the status of the subjugated princess, this stele would not be qualified to be erected in the Changling Mausoleum of the Great Xia.

While Luo Hong was staring at the stele, he could vaguely feel a faint thought fluctuating in the stele.

Luo Hong stretched out his hand, and gently repaired and tidied up the dilapidated stone tablet entangled in weeds.

After that, the sword finger tapped lightly on the stone tablet.

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A beautiful figure emerged from it, with a sweet smile, and slightly bowed towards Luo Hong.

Sleeping here for hundreds of years, since the country was destroyed and the dead bones were buried here, most people didn't pay much attention to a mere third-rank monk.

She is too weak, so weak that many people who come to comprehend can easily defeat her, so what can she give to those who comprehend?

However, now, she has welcomed the first person to remove the weeds from her grave.

Luo Hong smiled, and a thought suddenly rose from his eyes. In Luo Hong's sea of ​​will, a way of practice was derived. This is the sword technique of the subjugated princess.

Although there is still a bit of gorgeousness, it is basically useless to Luo Hong, who has obtained the true inheritance of the Dragon Sword.

But Luo Hong felt the other party's insistence on the sword, which belonged to her way.

Perhaps, this persistence in the way of the sword is the reason why she was able to erect a monument in Changling.

After the woman evolved her way, she leaned back again, like raindrops shattering, exploding into countless strands.

There are two thousand and six steles in Changling, watch one of them and continue.

Luo Hong got up and walked up the Changling Mountain Road, the stone steps were long.

After walking a few steps, I came to the second stone tablet.

at the foot of the mountain.

The gathered disciples of the Xia family looked at Luo Hong's behavior, a little puzzled and sneered.

"Is he crazy?"

"There are two thousand and six steles in the Changling Mausoleum, and each stele contains the thoughts of those who erected the stele, as well as their Dao Yun. Is Chu Tiannan insane? Before he started to comprehend directly from the Yipin stele halfway up the mountain, he was worthy of it." It is possible to observe the stele 63, but now you start to observe the stele from the foot of the mountain.”

"Manpower is sometimes poor, and every stone tablet contains the spiritual power of the person who erected it, as well as a trace of luck."

"Looking at a monument is equivalent to carrying the spiritual power of the person who erected the monument."

"So, the more monuments you watch, the more mental pressure you need to endure."

"From the first stele in the mausoleum, he began to comprehend it. Could it be that he intends to see all two thousand and six steles of the mausoleum at once?"

Someone stared at him, took a breath, and made a guess that he thought was absurd.

It may be Chu Tiannan's goal to see all the monuments in the Changling Mausoleum in one go!

"Impossible, he is self-destructive. Once the oppression exceeds the limit of his bearing, he will even be mentally injured, and even become a fool, a lunatic!"

"The elders in the clan asked me to wait for me to enter Changling. They did it by chance. I entered Changling to find my own way, not to act on my own will."

The disciples of the Xia family shook their heads, and they were all very unfavorable.

And Luo Hong doesn't need their favor.

His purpose of entering this imperial secret realm was not to make them look good. To put it bluntly, they count as a ball, and they need to look good?

Luo Hong is following the teachings of his master, the thieves are invisible, and he must work hard to evacuate the entire secret realm.

Therefore, he naturally needs to comprehend every tombstone.

It doesn't take Luo Hong too much time to comprehend a stone tablet.

Although, he felt that every time he finished viewing the stele, there was a spiritual force gathering above his head.

However, he doesn't care.

On both sides of the stairs, there are many stone tablets.

The patter of rain fell from the sky and splashed.

The mud all over the mountain scattered on the stone steps.

Superimposed on Chu Tiannan's evil shadow, Luo Hong stepped up the stairs step by step. In front of the stele, he would choose to stop, sit cross-legged quietly and alone, and observe the stele for enlightenment.

The rain gradually became fierce.

It was raining heavily, but everything was still.

The spiritual power above Luo Hong's head was continuously gathering, and it had turned into a not weak spiritual group, with a strong sense of oppression.

However, Luo Hong's expression didn't change much, he was a little dazed, he was just planning to evacuate this secret realm, but, following his comprehension, Luo Hong gradually felt the extremely splendid avenue of many practitioners.

There are three thousand avenues, and each avenue has its own unique charm.

Luo Hong's practice is actually very mixed, sword, martial arts, Confucianism, Buddhism, evil Luo Hong doesn't know which way he should go.

But this time, it was an excellent opportunity for him to clarify his own path.

The heavy rain was pouring, and Luo Hong finished his enlightenment again. There was only one third-rank tombstone, and it belonged to the subjugated princess.

There are 860 steles in the Erpin Mausoleum, and Luo Hong has seen them all.

That is to say, there is now 860 pieces of Luo Hongguan Monument.

Of course, there is still some distance from two thousand and six, but it is enough to make the Xia family's children at the foot of the mountain, who have been counting and paying attention to Luo Hong, shudder.

860 yuan, which almost broke the record of Changling Monument!

The record of viewing the Changling Stele is 900 yuan. Of course, only half of the 900 yuan Changling Stele is of the second grade, and the remaining half is of the first grade.

Luo Hong's 860 monuments, although all of them are second-grade monuments, the spiritual power accumulated is not bad!

"He can't really succeed, can he?"

Such a crazy idea came to someone's mind.

Can it be successful?

How can it be!

"This is just a tombstone left by some second-rank monks. It is nothing, and the spiritual power contained in it will not be too strong."

"When he enters the area of ​​the mausoleum left by a first-rank monk, the mental pressure that will be formed at that time is like the sky, he will definitely not be able to bear it, and withdraw from the enlightenment!"

Some genius monks of the third rank of the Great Xia Xuanbang and the second rank of the Dibang stared at the lonely figure sitting cross-legged on the stairs of the Changling Mausoleum.

Between the sky and the earth, the frost grass swayed, as if a gust of wind was blowing in, bending the frost grass like a sharp sword pointing at the sky.

The spiritual will of the mausoleum guards swept over again.

"See all the monuments of the Changling in one day?"

"Young people are too confident in their talents."

The next moment, the spiritual will of the mausoleum guard descended suddenly, and exploded in the ears of Luo Hong, who had completed the enlightenment of the last second-grade stele.

"The way is three thousand, just take a scoop, Chu Tiannan is not as good as it."

"Why did you make the choice to see the entire Changling Stele?"

The tomb guard's voice was somewhat ethereal, coming from all directions, echoing in Luo Hong's ears.

Luo Hong superimposed Chu Tiannan's evil shadow and held his breath.

Above his head, the spiritual power turned into a small pond-like cloud floating.

Regarding the inquiry from the mausoleum guard, Luo Hong naturally couldn't say that he was going to evacuate the entire royal secret realm, could he?

But Luo Hong did not open his mouth to lie, but seriously asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Three Thousand Avenues, which one is suitable for me?"

"Then go and find it. There are two thousand and six steles here, and you will eventually find your way, instead of just accepting it all."

"There are too many roads here, and I have seen too few landscapes. I may not be able to find it if I search aimlessly. Maybe, if I find it, it may be a mistake. Even, the road I find may not be the most suitable for me, because I There are other paths that I have never tried, so I choose to walk through each path, and there is always one that can shine brightly for me."

"You're dazed."

"Don't be dazed, try all three thousand ways, and finally find a ray of light."

One question and one answer, like a breeze blowing on the face.

The mausoleum guard's will receded and he no longer paid attention to "Chu Tiannan". This was Chu Tiannan's own choice, and he would not interfere. He had already given the reminder that should be given.

Luo Hong smiled, and stepped up to the area of ​​the Yipin Mausoleum.

Among the stone monuments, there is a wind whistling in it.

Luo Hong raised his eyes and looked over, and various figures emerged from each stone tablet.

They are also swordsmen who are full of sword spirit.

Or a Buddhist monk full of compassion.

There are also murderous generals in armor

There are also slim women

Each phantom represents a master of the tombstone buried here. They may be proficient in a certain way, and they have made achievements in each of the knives, swords, spears, sticks, and zithers.

Luo Hong smiled. Although he had a bad feeling towards the Xia family, he had due respect for the masters buried here.

In the area of ​​the first-rank monument, a genius of the third rank of the Great Xia Xuanbang was awakened from enlightenment.

Looking at the mental cloud above Luo Hong's head, he frowned.

"He's about to break the record with 927 monuments. He was sealed as a juvenile marquis when he was young. If Chu Tiannan breaks the record of the secret realm, maybe in the future he will really become an existence under the Daxia alone and above ten thousand people."

"The spiritual power in him is too strong, which interferes with our enlightenment. Is he trying to dominate Changling?"

"Stop him, why would a person with a foreign surname dare to monopolize Changling and mess with my enlightened mind!"

The Xuanbang geniuses of the Great Xia royal family all looked condensed.

Holding his breath, he walked towards "Chu Tiannan" who was sitting cross-legged in front of the first-grade stele.

But at the moment of approaching.

These third-rank geniuses of the Xuanbang among the Great Xia royal family burst out their auras one after another, and their auras criss-crossed and tore apart the clouds and mist that shrouded Lingshan Mountain.

And Luo Hong, who was sitting withered, didn't look back.

He just stretched out his hand and knocked in the void, and the Chun Jun sword wrapped in cloth exploded with a whistling sound.

The long and narrow Chun Jun sword, like a white dragon cutting through the black mist in an instant, smashed towards a third-rank Xuanbang with great force.

The color of this third-rank Xuanbang suddenly changed, and the Qi machine blasted out, smashing the Chunjun sword and flying out.