See Jiangshan

When the eastern sky lightened up slightly, the wind and snow had just stopped.

The Suzaku flag at the top of the city was flying high, and the command of "ready to face the battle" came from the commander's account.Just as the defenses in Baixue Pass were changing, the ground suddenly began to shake.

People are all too familiar with this kind of shock, it means the departure of the demon army.

The battle started again.On the horizon at the end of the field of vision, the smoke and dust are rushing, dense black shadows, flooding across the plain like a tide, showing a hideous face in the faint light of dawn.

Many practitioners who claim to have a strong mind are still shocked when they see this picture for the first time.Standing at the head of the shaky city, facing endless powerful enemies, anyone with a weak will will feel fear and even have a mental breakdown. It is hard to imagine how the defenders here have supported until now.

"Never be afraid!"

The battle horn sounded like a mountain roar and a tsunami.Xu Ran was wearing a marshal's battle robe and a marshal's mask, and his horse was wearing a helmet and armor, raising its hooves and neighing.

The cultivators arrived for the first time, their momentum was in full swing, and they were even aroused with fanatical fighting spirit.

Chengtou Faxiu controls the large-scale defense equipment built by Qiu Bei. The world-famous Danshan Sword Formation was improved by Cheng Qianren and used to trap and kill snow wolf cavalry.

The sect alliance was commanded by Fu Keji, and the fierce battle continued for a day and a night, until the magic army's offensive was suspended, and Master Cheng Shan was nowhere to be seen.

Some people vaguely sensed that Cheng Qianren was facing a higher level and more dangerous battle. Most of the time, that kind of battle had far-reaching significance and might affect the whole world.

Where is Cheng Qianren?

After talking with his friends and drinking the cold wine in Xiting, he took his long sword and set off for the Dongchuan Mountains.

The tunnels between the heavy rocks are like silk. After nightfall, the barren mountains are silent, and the stars are hidden by the lush forests. If you want to see the whole picture of the mountains and rivers, you have to stand on a high place.

He went to a high place, his figure rose and fell among the clouds and mist, and the howling cold wind made his robe flutter like a bird.

Goshawks can't cross the cold pool, cliffs are hard to climb, and deep valleys are isolated from the world. Walking alone is very suitable for thinking about problems.

The situation is not optimistic.He and the people around him are in the open, but the enemy is half hidden in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The floating clouds at the top of the ridge were broken, the mountain was extremely high, and the temperature was colder than that of the snow field. It seemed that even the air became thinner, and it was only by breathing hard that oxygen could be absorbed.

The feeling of depression became clearer, Cheng Qianren circulated his true energy to maintain his body temperature, his mood had calmed down along with the glass of cold wine, and he was not restless because of it.

He heard the sound of rushing water, and when dawn broke, there was a wide river blocking the way.

There are countless tributaries of the Cangjiang River, and a certain river with plenty of water has crossed mountains and mountains like him.After tens of millions of years of erosion of rock formations, a flat river channel was opened.

The big river poured into the deep and invisible canyon, forming a group of waterfalls. The smoke and clouds rose, and the water flow was surging like thunder.

He was at the top of the ten thousand zhang waterfall.Twenty feet to the west, you will fall into the abyss with the rushing water waterfall.

If you don't want to go back, you can only cross the river, reach the other side, and climb over the next mountain.

Cheng Qianren slowed down, as if admiring the magnificent scenery.

Traveling for many years in the past, he has seen many special spiritual veins and topography, and the heaven and earth have been created by the gods, all of which are amazing.

Here, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth is almost stagnant, like a cage, and there is a thick fog as far as the consciousness can reach. The five senses are not as sharp as usual, and they can only rely on eyesight and intuition like ordinary people.

If a practitioner is in danger here, it will naturally be difficult to send a message, and he will not know whether he is alive or dead.

'One day, if you feel tired of this world, it is better to come here to live, just away from the troubles. '

The moment the idea came into being, a tall figure appeared on the other side of the river through the misty water mist, as if fate had warned him not to relax.

The man stood on the huge rock protruding by the river, his clothes facing the wind, like a towering mountain.

Jedi meet, of course, can not be friends.

Cheng Qianren looked up at him: "So it's you."

The sky was about to dawn, and the other party was half hidden in the shadows, and his voice was old: "You seem a little happy?"

Cheng Qianren shook his head: "It's not happiness, it's relief. I'm not smart enough, and I'm not good at complex thinking and calculations."

After the headache-solving puzzle is over, who is making the layout, what they want to do, and what they can do, suddenly becomes clear.Even if the answer is terrible, he is willing to accept it.

"On the night of Jiange's opening ceremony, the prince failed to kill me, but came to Dongchuan to wait for me again. I admire him for his beginning and end."

King Anshan: "Who do you think you are?"

The question is a bit strange.

But they are in a natural barrier, their air mechanism is locked, and they will not be noticed by anyone.Under this premise, if you keep a secret on weekdays and never mention it, you can spread it out to the light without any scruples.

Cheng Qianren boasted that he was extremely shameless: "Dean Nanyuan, the master of Jiange Mountain, and the spiritual leader of the Zongmen Alliance have the same status as Princess An in the Zhendong Army. The news of my death will definitely cause a sensation in the world."

King Anshan: "Apart from these identities, is there anything else?"

"Noodle restaurant clerk, math class student, Lianhuanwu boatman who fished corpses. Do what you do and love what you do."

King Anshan said softly: "What else? Going forward, who are you and where are you from? Have you never thought about it?"

The mountains are silent, only the roar of water.

Cheng Qianren's expression turned cold.

What kind of identity is worth the other party's risky deployment all the way regardless of his serious injuries, and must kill him in isolation.

"Wen Le said that I look like her brother, and pointed at Ge Que to show me a star. It's hard for me not to think about anything."

About the original owner of this body, the seal that Ning Fu had untied, and everything Dongchuan had no memory of before he made a living.

"I met you in a hurry at the Kaishan ceremony. I'm not sure. Later, I lost my life and repeated deduction..." King Anshan sighed: "This seems to be true. You are probably my nephew. You didn't die. You grew up. I also practiced 'see Jiangshan', which is regrettable."

He is like a distant relative that everyone has. During the holidays, he exchanged emotionless greetings: "I hugged you when you were young. Don't you remember me?"

Cheng Qianren was unfilial but sincere: "I really don't remember."

Its daybreak.The heavy cloud broke through a gap, and the first ray of golden morning sun fell, the river surface was steaming with clouds, and the Hongqiao was shining brightly.

"Maybe this is brother's protection for you, maybe you are his last move. But after today, you will be nothing." King Anshan said: "Do you know that the devil king is not dead."

Cheng Qianren understood what he meant: Since the Demon King is still alive, Chao Geque, who tried to kill the Demon King, must die.

Seeing that he was silent, King Anshan continued, "In half a year, I will be a very good emperor."

Cheng Qianren's expression was slightly sarcastic: "A good emperor who cut land to feed demons and built a high wall along the Dongchuan Mountains?"

"The most elite army should not be wasted for the barren land, and the dynasty's eyes should not be set in the east. I have persuaded my brother on this point. Baixueguan was originally wrong. But he never admitted his mistake in his life. I just want to correct his mistake. Going south into the sea and conquering the sharks, they can bring back countless sharks and orbs, making all coastal fishing villages a prosperous and prosperous port. Going north to the mountains, there are untamed beasts hiding in the deep forests and multiplying from generation to generation. They could have been driven by people... The world is vast and boundless, where the emperor's eyes are, the future of the human race will be there, if you want the people to be prosperous, the country will last forever, it is very worthwhile to give up if necessary."

He is like an elder who teaches younger generations, persuasive and gentle.

Cheng Qianren rubbed his nose: "I'm not very interested in what you said. A long time ago, I just wanted to live a smooth and stable life. Friends around me can testify that most of the time, I have a good temper. People say I'm 'warlike' 'Arrogant' and 'ambitious' really wronged me..."

"But I still practice all the way, keep fighting, and pursue stronger power until today." He slowly drew his sword, and changed the topic: "Thank you for appearing here today, which made my Dao heart stronger."

Shengui Piyi let out a long groan, and the cold front light fell on the surface of the water.

People like King Anshan have their own set of principles, self-consistent logic, and conceited temperament, so you can't shake his mind with morality.

Only if you are stronger than him and cut him into the opposite mountain rock with one sword, you don't have to hand over the world to them.

The other party seemed to hear a joke, and the wrinkles of his smile stretched: "Your swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck, and you can't cross the threshold of a saint. Do you think it is useful for you to draw your sword for me?"

The fact is that, in Yunding Hall, if Chao Ge Que was not in Jiange, Cheng Qianren would have died.At this time, there is absolutely no second sword in the world that can save him from the sky.

"it works."

From the daybreak to the sunrise, they have been talking, even if they are cheap uncles and nephews, there is no need to say many things.

Of course, this is not because of the beautiful scenery, the refreshing and pleasant weather, and it is not because of the villain's lonely desire to confide.

Cheng Qianren said seriously: "You talk so much to me because you are nervous, because you are really seriously injured, so that you are not sure that you can kill me. You need time to observe me and use words to convince me. fear."

Holding a sword in your hand, if your mind wavers even a ten-thousandth, the hand is not considered the most stable, nor is the sword the fastest.

"So I have a chance. I want to try."

The mountain wind is icy.

Piyi, the god and ghost, was held in his hand, as immovable as a mountain.