Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Xu Chu rode a black mane horse and galloped in heavy snow.

From the original Chicheng to rush back to Dijing, because of the wind and snow, it took more time.

Xu Chu's face was dignified. For the first time, he felt the horror of Dantai Xuan.

Can bend and stretch, can bear the ordinary people can't bear, such a person... How can Xu Chu not be afraid?

Even the immortal edge in hand can be taken out calmly...

This is simply what anyone can match, Xianyuan... That's an opportunity to step into the sky.

Ordinary people will be ecstatic when they get the fairy edge. When the baby generally protects and provides, even if it is dead, it may not be allowed to come out.

Therefore, the courage of Dan Taixuan surprised Xu Chu.

Xu Chu spurred his horses and looked at the majestic Zijin Palace, exhaling slowly.

He drove into Dijing, drove on the official road, and entered the Imperial City.

In front of Zijin Palace.

The king of the king was sitting on the threshold like a sword immediately, calmly looking at the snowy snow in the distance, and the heavy snow like goose feathers lighted up, making the king not knowing what to think.

Since entering the Imperial City, the Overlord has been in Zijin Palace.

He didn't go to Luo Mingsang. He pretended to be very busy and avoided Luo Mingsang.

Luo Mingsang did not come to see him.

The overlord shook his head and rubbed his temples.

Xu Chu returned.

Quickly entered the Imperial City and stepped into the Zijin Palace.

Seeing the overlord sitting on the threshold, Xu Chu was stunned. Did the overlord prepare for the banquet?

This is a guess that Dantai Xuan will not return to the Zijin Palace.

"came back?"

Overlord looked at Xu Chu and smiled.

Xu Chu bowed slightly and took out half of the golden dragon seal of Dantaixuan from his arms.

"The king, the king of Northern Xuan refused to go to the banquet, and the king of the underworld loved the golden dragon seal. Therefore, the king of North Xuan let his subordinate give the seal of seal to his majesty for appreciation."

Xu Chudao.

There didn't seem to be too many unexpected colors on Bawang's face.

With Mobei, it is impossible for Dantai Xuan to attend the banquet.

However, Xu Chu actually brought back the Golden Dragon Seal, but he was actually a little surprised. Is Dantai Xuan really willing?

He took the seal printed by Xu Chu and held it in his hand, with a warm feeling. The seal was also engraved with a golden dragon, but only half of this golden dragon.

The overlord took out his golden dragon seal.

Paired together.

The gap is very close, obviously, the two are one, and they are divided into two.

Overlord's body, the dragon gas surged out, enveloping the complete golden dragon seal.

The golden dragon on it seemed to be alive.

But after all... still calm.

"Can't it?"

The overlord split the seal and frowned.

Is it because, another seal... does not belong to him?

Overlord is thoughtful.

"Kings……"

Xu Chu was aside, bowing, the expression on his face was a little tangled, there was something in his heart, and I didn't know what to say when it was inappropriate.

"People of the Northern Xuan... who can bend and stretch, is an extraordinary generation, the king needs to be careful of this person."

Xu Chudao.

"Chen felt that it would be best to take advantage of the great power of Daxuan Kingdom...to destroy it."

Xu Chu said seriously.

He was really serious and serious.

He was really a little afraid of Dantai Xuan.

If you are your own monarch, Xu Chu will be very happy, but... but the enemy's monarch, it is like a nightmare wrapped around my heart, making people sleep and sleep.

Bawang held the golden dragon seal in his hand, his eyes flashing, Xu Chu's words made him very moved.

However, he stared at the Golden Dragon Seal, but shook his head.

This golden dragon seal is so weird, is there anyone behind it?

If he really took action to destroy the army of the Great Xuan Kingdom, would the person who made the Golden Dragon Seal seal do it?

Although it seems that it is easy for Bawang to kill Dantai Xuan, it is also easy to destroy Daxuan.

But actually, it's not that simple.

and……

There is Tang Xiansheng.

Nanxian Tang Xiansheng supports Daxuan Kingdom. If Nanjun plus Daxuan, Bawang really has to be a bit afraid.

Although Nanjun did not stand on its own as a country, it did not differ much from one country.

In particular, Nanjun's combat effectiveness is not weak, because Nanjun has Tang Yimo.

Originally the overlord thought that it occupied the emperor Jing, and the major families would have attached to it, but...

The great families in the counties are still looking at Daxuan and Xiliang with a wait-and-see attitude.

The wind and snow were blowing, and the heavy snow like goose feathers fluttered.

Overlord holds two golden dragon seals and looks into the sky.

Although Da Zhou is annihilated, but... the battle in this world is a surging dark tide.

...

The news of the end of the battle of Dijing and Zhou was quickly spread to Nanjun.

Of course, except for this news.

Equally striking, there is also news from Bai Yujing that the trial tower... can help people break through the shackles of chance?

Many practitioners in the rivers and lakes were stunned.

Compared with the disputes between the temples and the temples, the practitioners are more concerned about things related to spiritual practice.

Bai Yujing is obviously an authority, and Bai Yujing's trial tower now appears somewhat unusual.

Tang Yimo sat in the lobby.

Sima Qingshan was carrying a bookcase. Behind him, he followed the cheap female apprentice he picked up.

"Brother Tsing Yi? Are you leaving now?"

Tang Yimo saw the Sima T-shirt carrying the book box, and he couldn't help but quickly got up and said.

Sima Qingshan smiled: "The world is full of feasts, and it is time to continue to travel around the world. As Bai Yujing Lu Shaozhu said, painting the road...mainly the perception. Traveling all over the world, you can paint everything."

"Moreover, Bai Yujing's news about the trial tower in the world is also very interested in it. I want to go for a walk. Recently, my practice has reached a bottleneck, and I can just seek a breakthrough."

Sima Qingshan Road.

When Tang Yimo heard the words, he stopped discouraging.

The road that Sima Tsing Yi walked is indeed different from his ascetic cultivation. What he needs is insight. Perhaps a painting can make Sima Tsing Yi suddenly understand and cultivate.

Tang Yimo was also very interested in Bai Yujing's trial tower.

Can help people break through the shackles, I do not know whether his shackles Tang Yimo, with the help of the trial tower to break through.

"Farewell."

"Brother Tang, there will be a future."

Sima Qingshan arched hands.

Behind him, the Anjue in red cloak slightly fell.

Afterwards, the two left the Tang Palace side by side, holding an umbrella in an eloquent language, the light rain fluttered, and their figures disappeared into the misty rain curtain.

Tang Yimo shouldered his hand and stood in front of the door, contemplating for a long time.

Sima Qingshan left the Tang Mansion with an eloquent language, walked out of Nanjiang City, and they continued south.

Came to Nanjin City.

Nanjin City is as quiet as ever. In the rain, it is hazy, even if it has experienced the baptism of countless wars, it is still as usual.

This is a city full of years and stories.

An Miaoyu held an oil-paper umbrella and looked at this mottled old city, like a strong man with scars all over his body, standing here.

"Is this Master's hometown?"

An Miuyu's lips were slightly pursed, and she was curious and expecting.

Sima Tsing Yi smiled and entered the city of Nanjin with a wonderful language. The Nanfu Army guarding the gate saw Sima Tsing Yi and immediately smiled. For Sima Tsing Yi, they naturally recognized it.

After all, they have fought side by side.

After entering the city, many people greeted Sima Qingshan, and Nanjin City in the rain curtain seemed a bit depressed.

A lot of puddles accumulated on the Qingshiban Road.

Sima Qingyi walked all the way with a good word, and met some familiar faces, Sima Qingyi would say hello.

Some faces are still there, but some are no longer there.

The cruelty of the war still released his cruel aftermath.

An Miaoyu quietly followed behind Sima Qingshan, without hurry.

Sima Qingshan visited every corner of Nanjin City, where his memories are cherished.

Afterwards, he came to Houshan with a wonderful language, a place that is not high, but not short, standing on a cliff, where you can see the whole city view of Nanjin City.

Even looking up, you can see the vast battlefield outside Nanjin City.

"Punch, do you really regret entering the painting school?"

The Sima Qing shirt stood on the cliff, and the Qing shirt on the body was blown by the wind mixed with rain, and kept swinging.

He asked softly.

Behind him, holding an oil paper umbrella, dressed in red clot, feeling the wind blowing in the rain.

The fair face of An Miaoyu seems to be blown a little blushing.

"No regrets."

"Painting, very good."

Sima Qingshan smiled.

The scroll was taken out of the book box, and it suddenly unfolded. The scroll floated in the air. He took the pen, and then he studied it for him.

Sima Qingyi dropped the pen, the pen fell like rain, and a little ink smudged on the scroll.

Sima Qingshan looked at Nanjin City in the rain.

Continue to paint.

He did not paint Nanjin City, but a simple small building, standing quietly in the rain, with a plantain downstairs.

After painting.

Sima Qingshan, write in the premise of the small building.

Paint a plaque.

Four characters are written on the forehead of the plaque.

An Miaoyu only felt that his eyes lit up, and Sima Qingshan chuckled.

Shaking hands.

The picture shuddered like a splendid, and there was a clatter.

An Miaoyu found out that on the floor of Houshan, a small building of ink color stood safely.

"From today, this is my painting Zongshan Gate."

Sima Qingshan looked at the eloquent words.

"You shouldn't be too cold, after all... Master, I'm very poor."

An Miaoyu immediately smiled.

"This picture contains scrolls, which you will keep in the future."

Sima Qingshan Road.

He made a move.

The ink-colored small building turned into a scroll again, and when it was finished, it was handed to An Miaoyu.

An Miaoyu took it, took out a canvas cover, stuffed the scroll into it, carried the picture on his back, and smiled with his lips.

The two looked down silently and went down the mountain.

The figure walked on the bluestone official road ticking in the drizzle.

"Master, where are we going next?"

"Wonderful words, the first practitioner in the world, have you heard of it?"

"Bai Yujing?"

"Yes, next we will go to Bai Yujing... go to the trial tower there."

"Okay."

...

Outside North Los Angeles.

On the vast expanse of snow, two figures trekked.

Jiang Li, with his hats, blocked the flying snow, looked at Beiluo City as if enveloped in fairy air, and took a deep breath.

This is his first visit to Beiluo City.

Chi Lian by his side was no stranger to Beiluocheng, after all she had been.

The two pulled a long trace in the snowfield, and soon came to the city of Beiluo.

Luo Cheng, who was guarding the city gate, saw Chi Lian and Jiang Li in a daze, and he opened the city gate.

Jiang Li entered the city and saw the prosperity in Beiluo City for the first time.

In the city of Beiluo, there is a lot of traffic, hawkers, scent of food, etc., lingering in the streets.

Jiang Li couldn't help but feel sorrowful, it is indeed a piece of pure land where Bai Yujing sits.

He stared at the towering white jade tower towering into the sky, as if there was terrible oppression, so that his mind would burst.

He was a little shocked by the white jade tower.

When Jiang Li and Chi Lian entered the city, Lu Fan felt it.

Lu Fan did not let Luo Cheng bring the river to the heart of the lake, but drank himself and drank the game.

Jiang Li's arrival did not cause any waves.

Perhaps outside, he is a brave warrior, but in the city of Beiluo, Jiang Li is nothing special.

Lu Fan propped his chin in one hand and dropped the chessboard in one hand.

There is momentum in him.

That is a chess game.

The placement of "Human World" is more difficult than the first two games, as if all the human beings have played in one game.

A game of chess is over.

Lu Fan leaned back on the Thousand Blades chair.

He was holding a bronze wine glass and drinking wine.

In the trial tower, everyone is working hard to practice.

Kong Nanfei stepped into the trial tower after writing the Righteousness Song, and his fifth-level opportunity for perception still exists.

However, because of the particularity of the practice method, Kong Nanfei is very likely to abandon the derivation attribute aura, which is actually an attribute.

Instead, he omitted the process of enlightenment attribute aura.

Therefore, Lu Fan looked forward to whether Kong Nanfei could use this opportunity to realize the impact of the sky.

Who will be the first practitioner to enter the realm of heaven?

Lu Fan is still quite looking forward to it.

Leaning on a wheelchair.

Looking at the snow flying in the sky, Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

His heart moved.

Suddenly jumped out of the system panel.

The line of sight shifted, and it fell on the weird [Tian Dao Thunder Punishment Experience Reward].

Afterwards, I picked it on the line of sight and saw the [Ecclesiastes] covered with a layer of dust that had not been used for a long time.

The four layers of gas refining.

The missionary...but you can also pull new people.

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