Chapter 920: Small Country Sword Affairs
After reuniting with Yin Baishuang at the foot of the mountain, Junhe also found Bailian.
After inquiring about his connections and secret forces, we finally got the news about Xiao Bailong.
Bailian was observing and copying the two purple-grade talismans in his hand. When he heard the news from Jun He, his brows could not help but furrowed tightly for a moment.
He looked up at Junhe and said with a serious expression: "Elder brother said that three years ago, during the battle in Luanyou Valley, the white dragon carried my bones in its mouth and rode the wind for a million miles.
Passed through the Tiangang Wind God Formation, broke into the Thunder Heavenly Tribulation of the Gods, flew around the Nine Heavens for three months without stopping, and was finally captured by the Golden Immortal Fengxu of Weijiangshan in the immortal world? "
Yin Baishuang asked in confusion: "Why does the white dragon fly around the nine heavens for three months? ”
The Nine Heavens are under the control of the Immortal Realm, which is a symbol of the nine tribulations of ascending to the gods.
Among the four realms, those who ascend to transcend tribulations are determined by destiny, and their astrolabe trajectories are all determined Recorded.
If you forcefully break the destiny and cross the Nine Heavens, that is disobeying the destiny. What does it mean to go against heaven?
Not to mention enduring the fierce winds and fires of the Nine Heavens, and the day and night training of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, flying around for three months without falling.
This move is tantamount to provoking the power of Heaven, treating the order of the six realms as nothing, which will inevitably lead to suppression by the Golden Immortal.
Thanks to the fact that those who trespass on the ninth level of heaven are true dragons that were extinct in ancient times. The emperor will not bear the bloodline of the dragon clan to be cut off and impose the punishment of heavenly punishment.
If it were not the case, if it had been anyone else, I am afraid that they would have been wiped out by a thunderstorm.
Hearing this, Balian fell silent and couldn't help but close his eyes, suppressing the thousands of emotions surging in his chest.
After a long time, he said in a dull voice: "It wants to go to Mount Putuo to seek the dragon spirit from the fire."
Dragon is the most powerful and longest-lasting creature in the world. Its body can stand side by side with the gods, and its soul is born and enters. Holy.
Putuo Mountain is the land of the West Buddha. In ancient times, this mountain once raised a real dragon to protect the mountain.
In ancient times, there have been countless horrific disasters that shocked even the gods and immortals.
The sky fell and the mountains collapsed, and the torrent poured into the sky. It was the real dragon named "Lihuo" who burned his body, dried up the torrent, and held up the western world.
Therefore, Putuo Mountain has been able to continue to this day, and most of the immortals and gods in ancient times were also proud to continue to multiply.
The dragon's body is burned, but its soul remains forever.
There are rumors in the Six Realms that anyone who wears the bones of the deceased, tempers the dragon spirit, and bathes in the light of the soul can rekindle the fire of life.
Putuo Mountain is located in the hidden land of the west, and it is the little white dragon with the blood of the true dragon.
If you want to find this mountain, you can only keep flying in the Nine Heavens, smelling the soul power in the wind, and chasing the breath of the wind.
Although Bai Lian has survived the tribulation, he is still a demon body and cannot ascend to the fairy world.
As for the affairs of the Shangqing Court, they are far less knowledgeable and understanding than those in the human world.
I don’t even know who the golden immortal Fengxu is in the fairy world and what kind of power he is.
But even so, among the people in the Shangqing Immortal Realm who can squeeze into the Golden Immortal Realm, which one is a common Immortal?
He is the head of the three sects who are highly respected by the emperor, such as Bailiyu, Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng.
It is also necessary to have the great road to follow, and there will be no disaster in the monastic career. It will take thousands of years to achieve the body of a golden immortal.
Taking this into account, this Dragon Suppressing Golden Immortal is actually more powerful than the heads of the three sects and is difficult to contend with.
Junhe saw Bailian's worries and sighed: "According to common sense, the immortals in the Qing Dynasty should not interfere in the affairs of the world.
It's just that Baili'an is worried. The dragon originally existed two hundred years ago and has already flown away. It ascended into the pond to protect the Nanyao Immortal Pond.
It was not allowed to leave without the emperor's order. However, it had only been in the pond for ten years before it disobeyed the emperor's order and entered the lower realm without permission, violating the rules of heaven. < br>
Although this dragon has the blood of a true dragon, it is already on the Immortal Realm's wanted list. This time Jinxian Fengxu has captured it, and it is truly worthy of its title. "
Hearing this, Bailian's heart sank and said: "This means that if you want to rescue Xiao Bailong, you must negotiate head-on with the Golden Immortal Fengxu? "
Jun He couldn't understand why Bailian wanted to rescue Bailong, and frowned: "With all due respect, young master, there is no need to do this. It is really unreasonable to offend a golden immortal. If young master is anxious, Retrieve the bones...
If Emperor Taiyin had not come forward to ask for it, Jinxian Fengxu would definitely give the emperor a face. ”
Although Jun He’s suggestion is good, it won’t work in Bailian.
Not to mention that Balian would never abandon the little white dragon and let it suffer the pain of heavenly punishment.
Based on Balian's understanding of the little white dragon, since it was able to sense that he violated the rules of heaven two hundred years ago in the year of his death.
Two hundred years later, he swallowed his bones and broke into the ninth heaven.
He believed that it would not be too difficult for the Taiyin Emperor to come forward and ask for the bones.
The only real difficulty is that Xiao Bailong will never spit out his body and hand it over to others easily.
At that time, Jinxian Fengxu was worried that he would offend Zunxian Taiyin, so he would naturally resort to violent means.
The dragon's belly was cut open, its stomach was dug out, and its bones were taken by force.
As a result, Xiao Bailong will inevitably suffer a lot.
Seeing that Bai Lian fell silent, Jun He knew in his heart that he did not agree with his idea, so he had to retreat and continue:
"If the young master wants to save this dragon, it will be difficult for him to do so." There is no need to confront Jinxian Fengxu
I also received news that Fang You, the Lord of Shifang City, has been suffering from hidden dangers and serious illnesses all year round. In recent years, the attacks have been particularly frequent and it is said that his life has been threatened.
There is a mysterious doctor in Shifang City who offers a holy prescription, which requires gentian as medicine.
Although Shifang City is a human force, it is related by marriage to the master of Zhong Hua Xian Mansion, and his daughter Fang Geyu is inextricably related to the Kunlun God Lord.
Although Fang You has not entered the Shangqing Court and is not considered the strongest in the world, many immortals in the immortal world need to look at his face.
I heard that the golden immortal Fengxu has a close relationship with Fang You. Fengxu intends to auction Yinglong at the Shifangcheng auction in March next year. ”
It's called an auction, but in fact, no one knows that in this world, in terms of wealth, only Shifang has the most wealth.
The ancient true dragon is unique, and its entire body is filled with treasures. Shifang City has a big plan, so it is natural that it will give enough benefits to this Golden Immortal.
Jun He said again: "Although Young Master has secretly established 'One Drop of Blood' in the past three years and made a lot of achievements, after all, the development period is too short.
In terms of financial resources, it is only comparable to the first class. Comparatively speaking, the forces of the Immortal Sect are far inferior to the giants like Shifang City."
Bailian thought for a moment and then said: "There will be seven more auctions to be held in March next year. Month..."
He raised his eyes and looked at Jun He, his pupils dark: "If we can swallow the underground city before this, senior brother, do you think we can compete with Shifang City?"
Jun He was killed Balian's quiet ambition was really shocking.
But if you think about it carefully, it is still a method worth taking the risk.
It’s just that... seven months is like annexing the mysterious forces stationed under the dark and dirty land of the human world, which is a bit fanciful.
Bailian is not just a dreamer of unrealistic dreams. Of course he knows the difficulty of this matter.
"If you want to achieve anything, blind planning will definitely not work. This matter needs to be considered in the long term." He was trapped in the Nine Netherworld Fire for three full years. Now that he has set foot in the human world again, of course he needs to get familiar with this world first before making any plans.
Although the road ahead is as difficult and dangerous as a ten thousand-foot mountain, for Bai Lian, the news about Xiaobai now is great news.
According to Jun He's description, the underground dark city organization closest to where Bai Lian is at this moment is located in the border of Zhao State, seven hundred miles east.
The Zhao State is a small country in the middle and lower reaches of the country, and most of the immortal sects supported by the country are third-rate.
Even the National Sect is no more than a second-rate Immortal Sect. In recent years, it has been deeply poisoned by the rampant underground city.
According to Junhe's news, the king of Zhao is cowardly and greedy, and the head of his country's sect, Qingluo Palace, surrendered to the underground city.
Even the disciples under his own palace gate can be offered to the branch master in the underground city for secret experiments.
There are complaints throughout the country. The ordinary people are in dire straits, and the whole country is in a state of chaos.
I think it will take less than a few years for the domestic value to be squeezed out of the underground city. I am afraid it will be easily abandoned and let other countries carve it up and cannibalize it.
By chance, Balian wanted to buy some information in the underground city.
Unlike Junhe, he has a heart-breaking memory experience, although he is familiar with both human affairs and demonic affairs.
No matter how strong he is, he can't reach into the immortal world, so he can only do nothing about Jinxian Fengxu.
But the lord of this underground city is Zhao Wenjun, the eldest princess of the Qin Kingdom. This woman has been hiding gold for many years. In terms of ability and means, she is actually above Baili Yu.
In her hands, this underground city is indeed running smoothly. In terms of selling information, no one in the six realms can match it.
Things that can't be found in Jun He's hands may be found in the underground city.
Based on the distance traveled by Bailian, Yin Baishuang and Ying Ji, the journey of 700 miles only took an hour.
Junhe had already prepared the conditions for Baili'an to enter the underground city, but it turns out that Junhe still overestimated the strength of the king of Zhao.
Before Bailian and the others entered the city, they happened to witness the fall of Zhao State with their own eyes.
The gates of the capital of the State of Zhao were wide open, and countless people filed out carrying packages and luggage, holding their children.
Outside the city wall, no large army was seen pressing the border.
In the city, there are no more smoke and horns, only swords and swords are seen, killing all over the city.
It was just that the sharp sword energy did not fall on the ordinary people in the city who were not familiar with cultivation.
Occasionally, a wisp of sword energy cut into the crowd, but it was the monks in the city who tried to escape from the country by trying to confuse the ordinary people.
Bailian Yujian landed at the top of the city, looking through the bloody wind and rain, watching the swords flying endlessly in the sky, with a clear blue figure and a hunting sword robe.
The totem emblem of the black and red fire-walking night unicorn looks like clouds under the blood-stained sunset. Its charm and grace are beyond the comparison of ordinary immortal monks.
Bailian's eyes couldn't help but have complicated waves.
As soon as he left Zhongyou, he bumped into a disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Bailian couldn't help but suspect that Jun He might have arranged this on purpose. In the main sword formation crisscrossing the sky, Balian also saw a familiar figure from behind.
I saw the Snow-Cleaning Sword sweeping across the air, the sword energy forcefully coming out and then closing in. The explosive power was astonishing and overbearing, but there was also a hint of distant ancient cold. The space suddenly became cold, and the sword energy left traces in the wind. There is a sharp breath in the middle, like frost and dust.
In the northwest, troops were concentrated to protect the king of Zhao, who was preparing to fight to the death and break out of the city with more than a thousand people.
Under the sweeping sweep of this traceable sword energy, a spiritual node three inches below his neck exploded instantly, blood suddenly appeared, and his entire body was wiped clean by the sword.
More than a thousand elite troops lost their mobility in an instant and could not even hold the heavy sword in their hands. They whined and screamed and fell down one after another like onions.
Only Na Yongjun stood there in shock and fear, with tears streaming down his face.
Yunrong just stood calmly and quietly in the void. In the golden light of the setting sun, her black clothes and black hair made her skin white and snow-white, her neck slender, her eyes clear and bright with autumn eyes, and her brows as bright as Qiu Jinzhimei.
Even in this bloody carnage, her posture was somewhat cold and leisurely.
The sword in her hand was full of murderous intent, but no one was hurt when she drew the sword.
I saw Yun Rong raising his slender and graceful hands and gently gathering the slightly loose sword robe on his body.
She calmly glanced at the tragic situation in the city, tilted her fair face slightly, and ordered an inner disciple behind her: "Capture those prisoners and hand them over to the second senior sister for interrogation. ”
The young disciple had already bowed his hands and was about to answer yes.
At this moment, an even stronger and hemp-like wind blew up from a high place. The strong wind shook the city towers on the ground, and the deep sound of dragons and swords sounded like the sonorous shouts of thousands of soldiers and horses, and like gods. The giant palm wipes away all traces of life.
The wind tore their clothes, and the heads of the more than a thousand monks rolled down like ripe fruits falling from the trees.
Blood dyed the earth red, and even the strong winds were carrying a strong smell of blood.
Although the people fleeing for their lives in the city knew that their lives were not threatened, they still couldn't help but scream and cry when they saw this bloody scene.
Bailian suddenly felt some subtle fluctuations in the breath beside him. He felt something in his heart and looked over.
At the tall building where the mountains and the sky meet in the distance, a man wearing a black and red sword robe stood in the setting sun that looked like blood bathing. He seemed to be incompatible with this killing battlefield, so strange and quiet.
As if it was about to melt into the skylight, it was difficult to feel the slightest warmth on the sword robe that was once full of vigor.
He walked down the tall building step by step. The thick and almost solidified blood on the red-painted wooden steps quickly stained the white soles of his boots. The man's palm was firmly pressing on the unsheathed sword at his waist. .
That sword is no longer the world-famous Shenglong, but an ordinary Dao sword that can be seen everywhere in immortal sects.
"Don't kill me...don't kill me...it has nothing to do with me...it really has nothing to do with me..."
When the king of Zhao Kingdom saw the coming person, he seemed to be scared out of his mind.
My legs were shaking like a sway, and I couldn't even bear the habit of calling myself "I".
He rubbed his hands in front of his chest in panic, begging for mercy in a humble and pitiful manner.
Bai Liyu's face was expressionless, and even his eyes seemed to be staring straight into the abyss.
He didn't look sideways, and even his palm left the sword at his waist when he passed by Na Yongjun of Zhao State.
The voice of the King of Zhao suddenly disappeared. He was cut in half and fell into a pool of blood, making no sound anymore.
Bai Liyu raised his eyes, glanced at Yun Rong with a cold gaze, and said quietly: "There are no prisoners among evil criminals."
Bailian realized at this time, His former father was the Master of Swordsmen in the World, the first of the Seven Young Masters of the Qin Kingdom, and the most handsome man among all the nations.
At this time, the hair was actually gray and decayed, full of death.
The eyes that were once as bright as sword stars are like being drowned in a turbid quagmire, and can no longer see any brilliance.
I have been thinning for a day and am about to become dehydrated
(End of this chapter)