Misty Cloud Sect. The Jia Ma Empire was a powerful faction. It was passed down from generation to generation. It had already made this ancient sect. He stood at the peak of the Jia Ma Empire. If it wasn't because of the sect rules. Do not take away the power of the emperor. 'I'm afraid…' During the several changes in the empire. Misty Cloud Sect. He had completely controlled the entire Jia Ma Empire.
And it was precisely because of this. Every generation of the Empire's royal family. They were all extremely wary of this behemoth that was so close at hand. When it came to the current Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Family. It was because of Jia Xing's guardian and the protection of the mysterious beast. The royal family of this generation. Hence, he possessed a strength that could cause the Misty Cloud Sect to be a little afraid. Therefore…The elite army that the Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Family had dispatched at the foot of the Misty Cloud Mountain. It had been peaceful just now.
The royal family had stationed their army here for many years. His goal was clear to almost everyone. They were guarding against the Misty Cloud Sect
Regarding the royal family's actions. The Misty Cloud Sect did not have an overly intense reaction. In the beginning, some of the younger disciples of the sect would occasionally go to the military camp to cause trouble. The upper echelons of the sect. Regarding this matter. However, he remained silent. Because they knew. Beside the bed. how can I let others sleep? There is much suspicion in the family of emperors. Regarding this. They were already used to it. As long as the Misty Cloud Sect did not collapse. Then…The army at the foot of the mountain. They would never dare to make any strange movements.
There was not a single dynasty in the Jia Ma Empire. He dared to truly attack the Misty Cloud Sect. Because they all knew. This super hornet's nest. He stabbed. It'll turn the world upside down
The Misty Cloud Sect was built on the Misty Cloud Mountain. As for Misty Cloud Mountain. It was only a few dozen miles away from the capital. The distance between the two was close. It was like two huge monsters facing each other.
Even though it was for this day. Xiao Yan had already waited for three years, but he did not use the Purple Cloud Wings to hurry over. Instead, he walked forward unhurriedly. He walked towards the snow-white mountain peak that pierced through the clouds at the end of his sight. A black robe. He carried a huge ruler on his back. He was like an ascetic.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's strength had reached the level of a four star Da Dou Shi. If Long Yi Xuan was here, he would definitely be a little surprised. Even without the Strange Fire and medicine, you can still improve so quickly?
A young man in a black robe walked slowly on the smooth road. The huge black ruler behind him was extremely eye-catching. On the road. On the occasional carriage. Everyone would cast a surprised gaze at them. Xiao Yan appeared to have not heard it. His steps were neither light nor heavy. Even though the weight of the Heavy Xuan Ruler was enough to shock anyone who came into contact with it for the first time. However, after two years of contact. Xiao Yan felt its weight. He was already very familiar with it. Therefore. There was almost no delay in carrying it. At the place where he landed. It only left a shallow footprint. There was no trace of the wolf that had landed in a deep pit.
One step at a time. It was neither fast nor slow. Although his figure was thin, it revealed a calm and free manner that made people look askance. If Young Master Long saw this, he would definitely say,"Pretend."”
This meditation was very important to Xiao Yan. It wasn't a useless effort when he just left the city gate. That was because he had just broken through to the Da Dou Shi class. Traces of breath always overflowed from his body. This caused the surrounding passersby to involuntarily distance themselves from Xiao Yan's side. That aura was oppressive. It was not something that these Dou Zhe or even passersby who were not Dou Zhe could resist.
Along the way. Until now. Xiao Yan's body was filled with an aura. It had already invaded the depths of his body bit by bit. He looked again. Except for the giant ruler on his back. There was no longer anything unusual about him.
When the sun that had broken through the shackles of the horizontal line slowly climbed into the sky. Xiao Yan finally stopped. He stood on a slope. He looked at the huge foot of the mountain at the end of his line of sight. At the foot of the mountain. In the huge military camp. It appeared on the flat grass. His gaze passed through the white tents. He could vaguely see some soldiers training.
"As others have said. The Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Family was under the Misty Cloud Mountain. He withdrew his gaze. Xiao Yan shook his head. Down the slope. Along the main road. They slowly approached the foot of the mountain.
Although the military camp here…The defense was extremely tight. However, for those passersby who wanted to go up the mountain. However, there was nothing to stop him. Therefore, Yan was only casually scanned by a few soldiers standing guard by the side of the road. It was extremely easy to follow the Great Dao. He climbed up the foot of the mountain.
Lush green colors began to appear on both sides. The sounds of soldiers training gradually faded away. He raised his head slightly. Appearing in front of Xiao Yan. It was the bluestone stairs that extended to the end of his line of sight. He looked over. Like a ladder.
Standing at the foot of the mountain. Xiao raised his head and stared at the ancient stone steps that had existed for countless years. His eyes slowly closed. Vaguely. There seemed to be a faint sword hum. At the end of the stone steps. A crisp sound rang out. The mountains and forests were silent. It sounded like a bell. One's mind was intoxicated.
The silence lasted for a long time. Xiao Yan opened his eyes. He patted the Dark Heavy Sword on his back. He stepped forward lightly. Finally, he landed firmly on the slightly moist ancient stone steps. At this moment, the three-year agreement. They had officially arrived!
The moment his feet landed…Xiao Yan was able to sense it. His own soul. It was as if they had all let out a breath that they had suppressed for three years.
Three years ago. He seemed to be carrying a kind of reckless and childish shame, anger, and resentment. The youth left home. Deep into the mountains. The desert. In the midst of swords, swords, blood, and fire. It was like a cocoon. It was rapidly transforming itself. Three years passed. It grinds away the immaturity. He also witnessed his growth. However, all of this had cost him. It was all for today's agreement!
His chest was filled with an inexplicable emotion. Xiao Yan's footsteps continued to maintain an even speed. His gaze was locked on the end of the stone steps that he had jumped over. His line of sight. It was as if it had penetrated through the obstruction of space. It landed on the woman sitting on the top of the mountain
Nalan Yanran's mouth moved slightly. It was a calm name with a different emotion. Quietly from Xiao Yan's mouth. He spat it out.
At the end of the long stone steps. Clouds swirled around. Behind the clouds. It was a huge square. The square was completely paved with boulders. It's simple and grand. In the middle of the square. A huge stone tablet. He stood tall. On the stone tablet. It recorded the lives of the past Misty Sect Masters and those who had contributed greatly to the sect.
He looked around the square. At this moment. It was so close that it was sitting cross-legged. These people. Sit in a semicircle. All of them were the same. They were all wearing moon-white robes at the cuffs. Cloud Longsword. Drifting in the Wind was like a living creature. There was a faint sword intent.
At the top of the square. There were some towering stone steps. The stairs gradually went up. Generally speaking, the higher one went, the older one would be. The stone platform on the highest floor was currently empty. There were more than ten people sitting cross-legged below. A white-robed old man resting with his eyes closed. These old men didn't look special on the surface. However, the steel-like robe on his body did not move at all no matter how the wind blew. It made people know. These old men. Not simple!
The white-robed elders were below him. It was a single stone step. A woman wearing a moon robe. He closed his eyes. A breeze blew. The robe clung tightly to her delicate body, revealing her perfect curves. The camera shifted to the woman's calm and beautiful face. It was. Nalan Yanran!
On the square. There were nearly a thousand people. The square was completely silent, except for the howling of the wind. There were no more strange sounds.
Occasionally, a slight breeze would blow across the square. Instantly. Within his eyes. His white robe fluttered. It was as if the clouds had descended from the sky. Such a scene. He looked over. It was rather shocking.
Sometimes, the sound of wind breaking could be heard in the air. Immediately, a figure appeared on the top of the towering tree. The camera glanced over. Only then did he notice. On the tips of some giant trees around the square. There were actually many figures standing there. Even the Alchemist Association's Fa Ma. Jia Xingtian. Even Nalan Jie and the leaders and juniors of the other families. For example, Mu Zhan and the others whom Xiao Yan had a conflict with previously. It was all here. It seemed that this time. Yun, the person invited by the sect. There were indeed quite a few.
A figure rushed over. He did not rashly make a sound to break the quiet atmosphere in the square. Although some of the Misty Cloud Sect's disciples with powerful strength had sensed the arrival of these guests. However, there was no reaction. She sat there quietly. It looked like…It was as if he had already received the order.
"Is this the Misty Cloud Sect? What a tourist destination. Long Yixuan and his group came to the foot of the mountain and looked at the mountain in front of them. He sighed.
These words angered the Misty Cloud Sect's gatekeeping disciple until he almost vomited blood. Although the Misty Cloud Sect was not considered a great faction in the Central Plains, it was indeed a first rate faction in the Jia Ma Empire. This fellow actually treated the Misty Cloud Sect as a tourist destination.
"Brat, are you courting death? Could it be that you do not know that this place is the Misty Cloud Sect? A gatekeeper disciple said angrily.
Long Yixuan ignored him and flew up the mountain with a light tap.
"Ah, an elite Dou Zong? Cold sweat involuntarily flowed down from the disciple guarding the door. An elite Dou Zong. Even their Cloud Orchid Sect could not afford to offend him.
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