Sword of Coming

When Emperor Da Li stepped onto the highest step and stepped into the high platform, his figure disappeared immediately.

The stone flat, which was originally no bigger than a farmer's grain drying ground, looked up from a distance from where Song Changjing and the two priests, Da Diao Si, were standing. It should have been empty and empty, but the men in charge of the military uniforms could be seen in it. What he saw was an unexpected tall building with a height of more than ten feet. It was not a wooden building that can be seen everywhere in Li Jing City, but it was made of countless white jade and carved with a plaque hanging on the bottom floor reading "Bai Yu Jing" Three large golden characters.

The door of the high-rise building slowly opened on its own, and Emperor Da Li walked inside. He saw a sword floating in it with white electric light crazily lingering. The entire floor was filled with wisps of electric light. The emperor ignored those swords that were pregnant with fierce sword intent. Lightning, striding forward, heading for the stairs, lightning was like a temple, and when the ministers met the first minister, they all retreated to give way.

There is a similar scene on the second floor. There is only a flying sword hovering in the center. However, unlike the flying sword on the first floor, the sword is wide. The whole body of the flying sword here shows a crystal clear green color, and the sword is as slender as an early spring willow leaf. , the building is like a stream of green water flowing slowly and rippling slightly.

Emperor Da Li continued to climb the stairs. At first glance, compared to the stunning scenery on the two floors below, the third floor was completely the same. There were no flying swords hovering with astonishing momentum, nor a bizarre environment for raising swords. However, Gun, who kept moving step by step before The man in uniform stopped for a moment on this floor, squinted his eyes and looked around carefully, smiled softly and said I found you, walked to the wall not far away, leaned forward slightly, and an embroidered flower appeared in his sight. A needle-like pocket flying sword, but such a small flying sword even comes with a gray-white scabbard with the word "pillar" engraved on it.

This humble gadget actually has an exaggerated name.

On the fourth floor is a simple long sword with talismans and seal scripts covering the blade. On the fifth floor is an incredibly large sword, as tall as a man named Da Li, with the word "Zhen Yue" written on it.

Emperor Da Li climbed up the stairs one by one, and finally stopped when he reached the tenth floor. Inside the building stood an old man and two young children. The old man had a dark face, wrinkled skin, and a tall figure. He was dressed in white and wore a high crown on his head. With a pair of deep eyes, There is constant rapid circulation of purple energy that is visible to the naked eye.

The pair of young girls beside the old man turned out to be the master and servant of Mubo Lane in the small town of Lizhudongtian, Song Jixin and his maid Zhigui. The young man in brocade clothes and jade belt is already a romantic young man like Da Li. The only flaw is that there is a khaki four-legged snake lying on the young man's shoulders, which is a bit disturbing. Fortunately, if you look closely, you can see that it has a bulging forehead and a majestic appearance. dew.

The girl Zhigui seemed to be more than an inch taller than when she was in Mud Bottle Alley, and her appearance was even better. Her whole body was radiant, giving people a mysterious feeling of a long drought followed by cold rain.

The old man was standing at the window on the tenth floor, pointing to somewhere in the capital city, teaching the young man his knowledge and solving his doubts. Upon discovering the arrival of Emperor Da Li, the old man just nodded in greeting. Emperor Da Li didn't care about this at all. He walked up to Song Jixin and wanted to touch the young man's head. However, the boy turned sideways and avoided the palm without showing any signs. Emperor Da Li's expression remained normal and he retracted his hand. After that, he asked with a smile: "Song Mu, you have been learning the art of gazing with Mr. Lu for a while. Have you ever discovered the location of the formation eye of our Great Li Capital Mountain and River Formation?"

The young man's face was cold, and his harsh tone revealed a sense of alienation: "It hasn't been discovered yet."

The old man Gao Guan smiled and said: "On the way to Kanyu, it is not so easy to get into the palace, but Song Mu is already outstanding, not inferior to the young talents from other continents. The key is that Song Mu has great stamina, because he is proficient in arithmetic and deduction, and has learned a lot. Everything is done with twice the result with half the effort. Mr. Luan upstairs has such a vision, but he still speaks kindly to Song Mu, praising him as 'Hu Lian Ye'."

Emperor Dali laughed loudly, "My son."

The maid Zhigui quietly took a few steps back, wrinkled her nose, and sniffed.

Emperor Da Li turned around and said with a smile: "You little thief, you are so rude."

The girl looked blank and innocent. The man pointed at her and joked: "It's not difficult to borrow something and borrow it again, but don't just go in and out. Be careful, I'll send you back to the Dragon Well. Besides, it's the closest to the capital." There is a well in the Changchun Palace of the Xianjia sect, and I will let you move there when the time comes."

The man in charge of the gun made a joke, but Zhigui turned pale. He quickly opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a trace of golden breath. These misty breaths, like small golden snakes, quickly attached to the dragon pattern of the man in the gun. , like a fish in water, swimming happily among the silk threads of the gorgeous dragon robe, the dragon robe trembled slightly, and bursts of brilliance appeared, and the seawater cliff at the hem of the dragon robe really stirred up some water splashes.

Emperor Dali laughed and said: "You are so timid, why did you dare to lose your temper with Mr. Qi again and again?"

The girl's face turned gloomy, and she moved to another window, looking all the way south, leaving the high-rise building, the palace city, and the capital, trying to see her distant hometown in the south.

She doesn't like this place very much, this great Li capital city called Shenglong City.

Emperor Dali stopped smiling and asked the old man: "Master Luan is really sure that he can build the thirteenth floor of Bai Yujing."

The old man in white clothes with a fairy spirit said solemnly: "If this were not the case, why would Luan Changye come to Dali?"

The man nodded, put his hands on the window sill, looked at the prosperous capital, and laughed at himself: "That's good. Although I am recognized by the government and the public as a diligent and thrifty emperor, I am also privately laughed at by so many monarchs and emperors in the East Aquarius Continent. A woman who is hard-working and thrifty has some money to spend, and I am willing to spend money on it."

The old man smiled knowingly and said with emotion: "After hundreds of years of hard work, the income of the Song family in Dali from running Lizhu Cave is now all spent in this white jade capital. If this is still stingy, Dongbaopingzhou will never be able to find it again." A second generous monarch has appeared."

Emperor Da Li asked: "Although it is very uncomfortable, I still want to confirm with Mr. Lu one last time. As long as it is in the area north of Guanhu Academy in Dongbaopingzhou, targeting a tenth-floor monk who dares to be hostile to Da Li , this building only needs to use ten swords, the monks on the eleventh floor, the eleventh sword, the monks on the twelfth floor, all twelve swords fly out of the building, they can kill thousands of miles away in an instant?!"

The old man surnamed Lu said proudly: "It's just a small East Aquarius Island, no accidents!"

The old man added: "Based on the situation and the summary of intelligence from all parties, the man in the bamboo hat with the knife must be a Qigong practitioner on the fifth floor. Most likely on the eleventh floor, and not on the twelfth floor." It's impossible. After all, the distance is still too far, and that person deliberately hides his energy. Whether it's my astrological calculation or the distant view of mountains and rivers in the palm of my hand, it's still a bit blurry."

The old man gently waved his sleeves casually and said with a smile: "But as agreed in advance, Bai Yujing currently has a total of twelve floors, with a flying sword on the first floor. Although the magical power is vast and the killing power is endless, it is enough to frighten the Qi practitioners in the continent, but every Flying swords out of the building once is a huge expense. Even if Dali has just annexed the Lu Dynasty in the north of Fujia, once all twelve swords are sacrificed at once, it will still be beyond the power to do it again within twenty years. Arrest, unless Your Majesty is willing to bear the price of destroying the flying sword."

The man in charge nodded, understanding in his heart.

Song Jixin suddenly asked: "Master Luan has not yet built the thirteenth floor of Bai Yujing. What if the uninvited guest who provokes Da Li is a monk in the thirteenth realm?"

The man in charge smiled and said nothing.

The old man surnamed Lu laughed loudly and explained softly: "Qi practitioners of the Thirteenth Realm? The largest continent in the world, the hometown of Lu, is also a rare existence, not to mention... the secret must not be leaked. , let’s not talk about it anymore. All you need to know is that Ruan Qiong of the Fengxue Temple on the eleventh floor is already a big man enough to establish a sect. The word "zong" is a very weighty statement. Only the top five Only when a Realm cultivator is in charge can it be called a certain sect, otherwise even if it violates etiquette, the most disciplined old guys in Confucianism will blow their beards and glare with anger."

The Emperor of Da Li said slowly: "Although Ruan Qiong has a bad temper, is decisive in his actions, and is a little unkind, which has attracted a lot of criticism from the local immortal family in Da Li, but this person's temperament is very towards me, Da Li." I am naturally willing to treat such monks with courtesy. Not only will I, Dali, not refuse anyone who comes, but as the leader of Dali Kingdom, I am even willing to be on an equal footing with them. Besides, the simple truth of buying horse bones with a thousand pieces of gold, as long as it is Anyone who sits on the dragon's throne will understand."

Song Jixin refused to give up and insisted on his own opinion, "What if he is a Qi practitioner in the Thirteenth Realm?"

The old man with a high crown smiled and shook his head.

The upper five realms, the two top realms, have long been lost, so the thirteen realms are the biggest and highest legends in the world.

It is not found in any secret files of the secular dynasty, even the Immortal Family on the Mountain with the prefix Zong, and they are very secretive about it.

The old man surnamed Lu, because he was born in the world's top thousand-year-old clan, was a disciple of a high-ranking clan in the continent, and was once a spiritual leader with high hopes, so he was able to piece it together through the fragmentary words of his elders. If you reveal some inside information, it shouldn't be too far away from the truth.

The ascension realm among the upper five realms is already the pinnacle of the "world", just like the tenth realm of pure martial arts, it is the real end, and there is no traceable road ahead to walk. And once you enter this realm, you will be noticed by the illusory way of heaven. You will be judged as a big thief who has stolen the foundation of heaven and earth. He must be eliminated quickly. He is not tolerated by heaven and earth and will never leave a place for monks in this realm to establish themselves. Therefore, Qi practitioners in this realm, compared to the gods and saints in the eyes of the world, and compared to those monks in the tenth realm, are more reclusive, otherwise they will be forced to ascend.

The old man surnamed Lu didn't know where he was going after he ascended, and how his physical body and soul would be placed at that time. He just secretly guessed that it might have something to do with the long-collapsed Shinto.

Emperor Dali lowered his head slightly, looked at the childish young face, and asked: "What if?"

The young man nodded, "Yes!"

Emperor Dali looked away and said with a smile: "If your kid's crow's mouth is really right, then it doesn't matter."

The young man sneered unabashedly, submissive to the man's words. The young man did not take it seriously at all. Even though this man was the Ninth Five Emperor of the vast Great Li, he was the monarch of the largest dynasty in the northern part of the East Aquarius Continent, and he was regarded by countless people. As an ambitious man with ambitions to go south, the young man now embarks on the path of spiritual practice. The two seniors around him are the top qi practitioners in the world. He also got the great opportunity of Bai Yujing, so the young man becomes more and more aware of it. A Qi Practitioner of the Thirteenth Realm has a huge deterrent effect on a country and a sect.

Emperor Dali's eyes were soft, and he still stared at the young man, and said softly: "Our Dali dynasty, the emperors of all dynasties, relied on this contingency to go from being a small vassal country of the Lu Dynasty in the past to today, step by step, annexing the Not to mention, the Lu Dynasty will soon attack the Sui Dynasty with the whole country. The chance of winning is extremely high. Then, without any worries, it will really go south, and it is destined to be a great situation in the early stage. So I am prepared for the unexpected. I have never been disgusted by this statement. I have even always told myself that an emperor who is truly qualified to be praised as a talented and powerful emperor in the history books of later generations is one who can break and crush those odds that are beneficial to the enemy one by one. At least. At least, you have to be able to withstand this eventuality."

The man looked calm, "Song Mu, this is the magnanimity a hero of a country should have."

The man finally smiled and said: "Song Yuzhang should have taught you these principles earlier, but he didn't dare."

The young man's face was gloomy.

The man ignored the boy's little concern and looked up at the sky, "The White Jade Capital in the sky, with five cities on the twelfth floor. I really want to know how majestic the real White Jade Capital in the sky is."

The man bent his fingers and tapped the young man's head lightly. The young man couldn't avoid it and was a little angry. The man smiled happily and did not hesitate that there were two outsiders present. He said bluntly: "Your mother is optimistic about your brother, but I am more optimistic about it." You. Even though tiger poison does not eat its seeds, it is really the most poisonous thing to a woman's heart."

The man was a little sad and said to himself: "The evil purple will seize the vermillion."

The man then smiled and said, "That Mr. Qi, I feel guilty because Da Li couldn't stand him, but you are his disciple, so that's good."

The young man held it in for a long time and finally managed to make a digression, "As the Emperor of Great Li, why don't you call yourself a widower?"

The man gently put his palm on the young man's shoulder, "Da Li has been regarded as a barbarian land for nearly a thousand years. I just hope to use this to reflect on myself and prevent myself from forgetting this shame and humiliation!"

The young man was stunned.

The man took back his hand and couldn't help laughing, "I'm lying to you, I just dislike the idea of ​​being a widower and it's unlucky."

The old man with a high crown suddenly said, "Here he comes!"

The man asked: "In the face of encirclement and suppression, instead of running away, will you kill us?"

The old man was greatly shocked, his eyes widened, he looked out the window to the south, and said in a trembling voice: "Ten realms, eleven realms, twelve realms! It is already the peak of the twelve realms!"

The man looked calm and ordered the young man: "Song Mu, it's your turn to take action."

Song Jixin took a deep breath, turned around and stood facing the south, clasped his hands together, and gritted his teeth and said: "I, Song Mu! By the order of Emperor Da Li, I order you twelve righteous gods who are in charge of the fate of mountains and rivers to take the sword!"

The capital city of Great Li was turbulent, and the tall building instantly soared to the sky with sword energy.

A sword from the ground floor broke through the air first, and lightning suddenly appeared. In Lijing City, countless people raised their heads in horror and looked at the lightning hanging above their heads.

A moment later was the flying sword on the second floor.

The third sword on the third floor.

Until the twelfth sword.

Half of the flying swords did not go straight south to resist the enemy, but chose to take detours in the other three directions.

Moreover, when Feijian left the tall building, it had become extremely huge. After leaving the capital, it skyrocketed again. Even the small flying sword that was as small as a willow leaf in the building turned into a huge flying sword that was more than ten feet long after being hundreds of miles away from the Great Li Capital City.

Taking this 12-story high-rise building that imitates the White Jade Capital in the sky as the starting point, there are gods in all directions who obey the orders and reveal a majestic Dharma body. Among them, on the top of Dali Nanyue in the south, there is a golden body that is hundreds of feet high. The god, standing on the top of the mountain, raised his arms high and shouted loudly: "Nanyue is ordered to receive the sword!"

All over the Great Li territory, the remaining eleven mountain and river righteous gods showing huge dharma appearances caught the flying swords leaving the tall building, and then walked through the air, reaching tens of miles away with one step in the air.

Without exception, the spearhead was pointed directly at the rainbow flying through the sky from south to north.

The golden body of Nanyue Zhengshen was the first to face the enemy.

Loud bang.

The Dharma Appearance and the Flying Sword were shattered together.

In the capital, an exclamation came from the top floor of Bai Yujing, full of doubts and helplessness.

The old man Gaoguan murmured: "Impossible, impossible..."

There was blood oozing from the corners of Song Jixin's mouth on the tenth floor.

Emperor Da Li frowned.

Only the maid Zhigui was lying on the window sill, looking around carelessly.

The second golden god was exactly the same and exploded into pieces.

Every once in a while, there is a thunderous sound that resounds throughout the territory of Dali.

The young man was in a bleak state with bleeding from all his orifices, and his face was ferocious, but he was still strong and unwavering.

When the sixth sound sounded in the distance.

The old man on the top floor smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid of you. Why don't I make way for you?"

The other six golden statues, which were originally lined up from north to south, began to shift left and right to make way for the road in the middle.

It seemed that there was something unfinished, and the white rainbow was slightly stagnant, but he quickly gave up the idea of ​​causing trouble for the gods and continued to move straight forward.

In the end, the figure crashed into the Great Li Jing City and landed under the high platform where Bai Yu Jing was hidden.

Song Changjing, the king of the Great Li clan, had sweat on his forehead, but he still stood in front of the man who fell from the sky, blocking his way.

Song Changjing soon smiled, feeling that if he had a hearty fight with this person, he would die without regrets and his life would be worth it!

In the square, an ordinary-looking man stood there. What was funny was that the man's calf was tied with a foot binding to facilitate walking on the mountain road. He was holding a broken green bamboo knife in his hand. The man turned his head and looked at the capital city. Over there, he let out a puzzled sigh, and then turned to look at the feudal king who was in the tenth level of martial arts. He glanced at Song Changjing, nodded slightly, showing a little bit of approval, and finally raised his gaze to look at the high platform where the mystery was hidden. top.

He threw away the bamboo knife and lightly stamped his foot, and Gaolou Bai Yujing was suddenly forced to reveal his true appearance.

He pulled out another narrow knife auspicious talisman from his waist, raised his arm casually, pointed the tip of the knife at the tall building, and said loudly: "Which of the five in there is the Emperor of Great Li? I'm in a hurry, so I can come out and kowtow to admit my mistake!" Dozens, ten!”

"one!"

The man who jumped directly from ten to one suddenly slashed down on the high platform and tall building with his sword.