Burning stone tablets for the Great Sui Dynasty!

Leave your own name in Changling!

This is something that many people dream of... Although the Star Lord is rare, there are still saints in the Great Sui Dynasty. However, the monuments that can be left in Changling in the end are only a few.

The one who engraved the monument recently was Jiang Dazhen.

When the war in the East Border began, the blood of Dazhen people was dry and made the worst plan. They thought that if they died in battle, they would leave at least a sword intent... So under the consent of the prince, they entered Changling and left a stone tablet.

Years passed in a flash.

Things in the world are like smoke and dust.

When Changling was first opened, Ning Yi was still the first in the controversial Star List, young and immature.

later--

The demon clan killed Donghuang and Baidizi, and experienced countless life-and-death battles and bloody battles... After the Tianhailou War, the name of "Shushan Ningjian Immortal" finally spread throughout the Sui world.

This Eastern War quelled civil strife.

In terms of personal reputation, the only one who has been able to defeat Ning Yi in the past five hundred years is General Pei Min who was in charge of the Great Wall of the North.

Ning Yi's expression was not too excited at this moment. He first faced the prince, then turned to face the officials, and finally gave three salutes to the followers waiting outside Changling.

He whispered: "Thank you, Your Highness. Please open the Changling Mountain Fog."

The prince smiled and stretched out his two fingers. In the swaying mist, two spiritual charms seemed to illuminate.

This Tiandu Imperial City has been going through thousands of years of wind and frost. If you look down from a high altitude, the imperial city of the Great Sui world is like an indestructible treasure, with the city walls as arrays and the iron law as heart.

The world has been ruled by all dynasties. Even though his cultivation level is weak and he is in charge of the iron law, he will still be an "invincible" existence within a radius of a hundred miles of Tiandu City.

Now the prince is just in charge of the iron rule and has not yet ascended to the throne, he has already had the power to call the wind and rain.

There was a "buzz" sound.

The piece of talisman paper suppressed on the dome seemed to have a ray of light coming directly, reflecting the rosy color between the prince's eyebrows-

The fog shook.

The wooden house at the foot of Changling Mountain is swaying.

The mountain guard felt the call and floated over with a lantern, like a ghost, which seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. After three or four breaths, he flashed to the prince's side, stood with his head down, and said respectfully: "Your Highness."

"The fog has dissipated." The prince ordered softly.

"yes."

The mountain guard slowly lifted the lantern for a curve. In an instant, the lantern fire burst out, which was supposed to be a scene of splashing out. The mist in all directions, but it was like a dragon drawing water, rushing towards the broken lamp. The fog scene that could have been visible only a few feet was immediately clear.

In a moment.

The guests at the banquet can easily see things.

Several masters of the Holy Mountain and the great practitioners who have broken through the ten realms of their realms, the marginal range that can be sensed by their divine thoughts also became wider as the fog dissipated.

The first emperor once made a rule here everywhere, and there was heavy fog at the foot of Changling Mountain all year round.

The only things that can change the rules are higher.

This is the "Rule of Thick Fog" that the guardian followed the precepts and withdrew from Changling.

As the prince said before, he wanted to give Ning Yi the highest "glory" and to let the entire Sui world see him burning stones and climbing to Changling.

"Please take out the Tongtian Pearl." Li Baijiao prepared hundreds of Tongtian Pearls for this celebration banquet to ensure that every guest at the banquet could see the scene of Changling.

On the other hand, Jiuquanzi took out his ink brush, splashed his divine nature in the void, painted with a big hair, outlined a huge picture, projecting the picture of the mountain and stone road, ensuring that onlookers in the distance can also see the grand scene of today.

"Ning Yi." The prince smiled and raised his hand to make an invitation.

Ning Yi didn't talk nonsense and walked straight towards Changling.

There was a "swish".

With one step, hundreds of feet away, he broke through the air and cracked open. His figure seemed to have crossed the void and came directly to the guardian.

This step is extremely informative.

But there were only a few people who saw something strange.

Ning Yi took this step and made the two nirvana beside the prince's side slightly change their expressions.

"Ning Yi's cultivation seems to be stronger again?"

Lei Yunzi frowned and couldn't figure it out, "I met last time only ten days. Why did his entry so quickly... At this step, his body broke through the void and had the shadow of the peak Chen Yuanjun."

Jiuquanzi shook his head and said, "This kid is carrying great fortune. I won't be surprised if he does anything now.... Don't worry, keeping a monument in Changling will inevitably trigger a vision of the great way. You and I are watching at the foot of the mountain. What is his background? When he carved the monument, it will naturally be displayed."

Lei Yunzi nodded silently.

He looked at the banquet, frowned again, and said in a voice message: "Is Mr. Jiang not attending Changling because those old guys are not here?"

Jiuquanzi said quietly: "Don't guess what the old palace master thinks. Your Highness doesn't want to see too many old monsters. This is a celebration banquet after all. If Nirvana comes, wouldn't it be the layout of Tiandu Blood Night back then... What did Boy Ning think?"

"I think he is very calm... he should be here prepared." Lei Yunzi has accepted the changes that happened to the Great Sui Dynasty during the period of his indwelling world. At this moment, his mood adjusted and said softly: "Before, he looked at the seat of Xiao Wuliang Mountain. When he saw that Zhu Mi had not arrived, he seemed a little disappointed?"

Jiuquanzi smiled meaningfully.

He seemed to know what would happen today... Lei Yunzi looked strange and thought, "Is Your Highness still having another plan, and even I want to hide it?"

Jiuquanzi leaned against a huge pen, looked towards Changling, and kept a secret forever, and said leisurely: "Look at the carving of the stele first. Today's banquet... is still long."

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The fog in Changling Mountain dissipates.

It was the first time Ning Yi saw clearly the stone paths on both sides of the mountain steps.

When he first climbed Changling, he saw that there were many steles and stones, three thousand great ways, infinite magic, and countless geniuses in the Sui Dynasty. He left his own insights here... At that time, he was a young man who was not even clear about his "heart of Tao".

He took a light breath and smiled.

I wonder if he would have thought that one day he would have the opportunity to stand here, shoulder to shoulder with all the seniors and carve his own name.

"Ning Yi, thank you for your seniors."

He took off the fine snow from his waist, raised it flat on his chest, and bowed deeply.

Back then, I thanked all the sword masters on the mountain road for their help. He was able to absorb the strengths of various schools, evolve his own Taoist methods, and understand a dusty sword heart.

After bowing, Ning Yi walked towards the top of the mountain.

This scene was reflected by the Tongtian Bead and clearly projected outside Changling.

"Ning Jianxian has started climbing the mountain."

"When you carve the stele, the Changling Dao Realm will be reflected. This is the complete road of heaven... It is completely different from the oppression you will encounter when you study and observe the stele. If you want to leave your own stele in Changling, you need extremely strong strength!"

"It is said that the more you climb to the top of Changling Mountain, the greater the resistance you encounter. It is not the resistance in the realm, but the pressure bursting out by the iron law and the throne under the sensing of the great road. Those who can burn monuments and stones in the mountains are all amazing talents."

"There are nine thousand steps of the stele carving road in Changling. A man named Jiang Da carved the stele at the 6,000th level... It is an amazing existence."

"Ning Jianxian... should be able to reach the top, right?"

Whispers both sounded at the banquet and spread among the crowds of Guanling in the distance.

Everyone was closely watching Ning Yi's engraving this time.

Today is the great world of sword cultivators. Changling carries more than the Taoist steles of sword cultivators. There are all creation steles that reach the top of nine thousand levels... but no sword cultivators have left behind the steles.

It’s not because there are no stunning sword cultivators.

on the contrary.

There are so many amazing sword cultivators.

Sword cultivators such as Pei Min, Ye Changfeng and Xu Zang are not only possessing rare sword skills, but also having a personality that is either aloof or disdainful.

There is no one who is willing to leave a kendo stele at the nine thousand stairs for the Great Sui royal family.

All the stunning sword cultivators of all generations have been arrogant and unwilling to leave their own Taoist realm in Changling!

The prince opened the mountain fog for Ning Yi, allowing the world to see the tomb.

He also hoped that the top of Changling Mountain would leave a stone tablet of creation that belongs to the kendo realm.

Everyone watched the scene of Changling with breath.

Outside the mountain.

Suddenly, a "tearing" sound came.

The void broke, and a huge chariot broke through the fog of Changling. It was magnificent and carried the rolling black clouds. For a moment, everyone looked at it.

"Your Highness, I'm really sorry... Zhu is late."

An old voice rang without apologetically.

Li Baijiao looked calm and slowly moved his eyes away from the Changling scene reflected by the Tianzhu.

This chariot, carrying the storm clouds, landed in the seat of the Holy Mountain. Several lords of the Holy Mountain looked different.
To be continued...