The wind chime sways like a cloud and mist.

On the roof of Kunhai Tower, Ning Yi leaned against the railing halfway down to look down.

The city of Tiandu is full of sight.

The first month after the prince left, the iron chain of order in the Tiandu Imperial City was tightly locked in the turbulent tide. The sun was dazzling at noon, but no one could see the shadows in the streets and alleys of the Imperial City. How many shadows were hidden?

Gu Qian said it right. The Four Realms Holy Mountain hollowed out its wealth and arrived in the northern border to rush to the front line for assistance. The entire Sui Dynasty was in a tense state that had lasted for thousands of years, and was also in a unique time of weakness.

This is the best time to jump out of those "shadows" hiding in the dark.

"Next, I'm afraid I'll leave the Great Sui for some time."

Ning Yi twisted the teacup and his eyes fell on the cup surface. A light cloud swayed on the ripples of the herbal tea, rippling in strands.

In the past few days, a sword intent has been constantly stirred up in the heart lake.

The flying sword placed in the sea of ​​clouds in the Northern Wilderness... is only a last bit away from it.

The most important thing is the "cause and effect scroll" that you melted into the pure yang furnace!

"The people from the Gray Realm and the Grassland are in place."

"The supplies and arms of the Great Wall in the North are on the way."

Gu Qian knocked on the table lightly. If Ning Yi had not been there, the battle situation would have been a mess now. It would be a miracle to make the united front of the four holy mountains.

He can no longer be demanding that he pay more for the Great Sui Dynasty.

"Now the Great Sui Dynasty is quite stable." Gu Qian sighed: "But if Brother Ning left the Great Sui Dynasty... I always feel that something is missing in Tiandu City..."

Not a false statement.

Ning Yi's existence has become a real reassurance for Tiandu City.

From the temple to the rivers and lakes, Li Changshou was killed in front and Han Yue was killed in the future... In these two places, Ning Yi was already an existence that countless people yearned for. With just one name, he could solve many problems. This is something that Gu Qian could not do.

In the temple, in the Kunhai Tower, Gu Zuo made his name unobstructed.

If you reach Sansi, this name will be a little bit stagnant.

As for his business in the world, he needs to rely on those unknown common people. Most of these people don’t sell Kunhai floors, so it will only be more difficult... As for the private cases involving the Holy Mountain, it is even more difficult to move forward.

"The trivial matters in the world are handled by the Holy Mountain. If I am not here, Miss Xu can take over."

Ning Yi smiled.

The establishment of the Light Secret Conference was to deal with this situation... The members of the Secret Conference were spread across the four realms, and a single reputation was placed in a certain realm, and they were all outstanding.

Xu Qingyan was in charge of Tiandu to respond to all directions. A light order in his hand could activate the power of the secret meeting of the four holy mountains. No matter what strange happens, he could deal with it calmly.

Xu Qingyan looked at Ning Yi through the soap sha and said, "Are you going to the Northern Wilderness?"

Ning Yi nodded softly.

"Be careful after leaving the Sui Dynasty."

Xu Qingyan didn't say much, just gave this instructor.

Ning Yi nodded with a smile.

He is the person Bai Emperor is staring at the world of Sui and wants to kill.

This time I left the Great Sui Dynasty and went to the Sea of ​​Clouds, I needed thousands of years of defense... The entire North Desert Sea of ​​Clouds may have been under the supervision of Baidi, just waiting for me to fall into the trap.

"rest assured."

Ning Yi twisted the teacup with one hand, and rubbed a hidden token on his waist with the other hand, and smiled faintly: "Since you dare to enter the game, you must be prepared."

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The sea of ​​clouds in the northern desert is at the end of the ruins.

The vast glow flashes, replacing day and night.

The Kun fish swims above the sea of ​​clouds, swallowing and spitting the light of day and night, and the clear sound of human infants shines out from their belly—

All of this is just a scene reflected in the bronze mirror.

However, due to the sound of Kunyu, the mirror was shaken and slightly rippled with slight ripples.

Bai Gen, dressed in a human Confucian shirt, sat slanted on the ground of the hall, leaning against a stone pillar behind him. This sitting posture was extremely casual. He supported his elbow and twisted the bronze mirror, staring at the mirror tightly, without any movement... A pair of snow-white eyes that had lost their pupils, without emotion, looked a little cunning.

"The ancient scrolls in the sea of ​​clouds are still there..."

Rushan Bai Gen's voice was very light, as if he was talking to himself, but not as if he was talking to himself.

"Ning Yi will definitely come to pick it up, right?"

The second sound rang in the hall.

Bai Gen, wearing a snow-white dragon robe, sat cross-legged on the long steps. His forehead, cheeks, and all over his body were covered with dense dragon scales, and his eyes had normal black pupils. At this moment, his hands were folded in front of his abdomen, and he was breathing slowly.

While swallowing and spitting, there was a vast white energy that condensed into a dragon's body, surrounding his face, and was as if a holy immortal was shrouded in clouds and mist, holy and solemn.

After Bai Luo Bai Geng finished speaking, he looked behind him.

The main hall of Mustard Mountain is dark and deep, with layers of bead curtains, moved by the wind.

On the steps of the palace, black mist flows, condenses into substance. From a distance, it looks like mercury pouring down the ground, a layer of shallow and narrow waterfall flowing against the ground.

Sitting at the highest point, above the throne of Mustard Mountain, was a figure in black clothes that was so dark that it was almost integrated with the darkness.

He sat quietly, stretching his back with a pair of black gold wings dozens of feet long. Each feather is clearly full, but it is filled with dark fire... No matter who it is, whenever he looks, he will be shrouded in a huge sense of oppression.

If there really is a god here.

The black robe and white robe... are the so-called "true god".

However, he could not leave the throne now. Looking closely, this black-robed god body with a strong sense of momentum and oppression was closely linked to the throne. The pitch-black mercury gilded his wings and pressed him on the throne.

Behind the wings is another world connected.

It was a...huge abyss.

Pairs of dark hands crawled out of the hand of the abyss and drilled into the gap of the spreading wings. Evil spirits, evil ghosts, creatures of some reason, or species that cannot be named "creatures" at all, drilled into the body of the black robe and Bai Ken. These dark and dirty powers became extremely powerful because they reached the extreme.

This is a power that is completely opposite to the power of human vows.

This is also a kind of willpower.

But it is a dark fire that is completely opposite to the power of human vows.

If Ning Yi saw this posture, he would definitely feel extremely familiar. The mountain masters of the past, now they are always sitting in this position, sitting in front of the stone slab of the Tree Realm Hall in the Golden City.

It's just different from Bai Gen.

These two people use their physical strength to resist the invasion of the shadow of the Dark Tree Realm. The physical bodies of the Dao Dao Fruit Realm gradually become rotten and withered under the erosion of the dark tide... Bai Gen is different now. Under the guidance of the "dark visitor", he took the initiative to accept everything from the primitive tree realm.

So he began to carry everything in the abyss.

The three incarnations, three ideologies, also symbolize the three paths of Bai Geng’s search for the Tao—

Pu Su Rushan is his most primitive self. The Baidi, who rose in the Eastern Demon Realm, competed with the Dragon Emperor, was as famous as the Taizong of the human race, and created the huge foundation of the Mustard Mountain, was this image that met the world.

The white dragon robe was the "Dao of Transformation" he was seeking when he was stagnant in the fruit realm of life and death and could not break through. He began to absorb dragon blood and began to try to break through the bloodline boundaries of his golden-winged roc bird... and tried to use the blood of the real dragon to go further and get closer to the legendary immortality. At this time, the White Emperor had already had a three-point madness. In order to transform the dragon, his mental state even fluctuated violently, so that a piece of dragon scale was torn off by Chen Yuan in the Battle of Tianhailou.

And the ultimate black robe incarnation-

This is Baidi's ultimate desire for seeking Tao.

The shadow of the primitive tree world has the power to lure desires... When Bai Gen could not control his desires and accepted the darkness, he had this most powerful "incarnation".

It is more crazy, purer, and more evil than the dragon-turned state.

This "divine body" sitting upright on the throne of Mustard Mountain, never spoke from beginning to end. He closed his eyes, as if in a big dream. Although he had not woken up, his divine thoughts almost spread to the entire Eastern Demon Realm!

This is really a mysterious feeling.

Bai Gen could feel that his soul had truly become a sea, and the intelligence of the three clones gathered at one point and spread at tens of millions of points.

He was sleeping and was waking up.

He closed his eyes and opened them.

Just like this Mustard Mountain... it is both a small one and a vast "infinity".

As long as you taste the taste of strength, you will no longer be satisfied. The higher you stand, the more exciting the pleasure you will be in the time of eternal fall.

The secular rules can no longer restrict Bai Gen. He holds the power of life and death in the entire Eastern Region and even the entire demon clan, but the desire in his heart is still like an unfulfilled gully.

All the shadows he desires can be brought to him.

Now, he is eager to win this war, turn his life around and rewrite it.

"If Ning Yi dares to leave Da Sui, I will kill him."

Bai Gen, who was leaning against the palace pillar, raised his palm and a pitch-black ancient scroll appeared in the palm of his palm. This black jade slip exuded pure destructive power, which was three-point similar to the power of the silence of the throne at the highest point, but also had a fundamental difference...

The "Destroyed Scroll" of the Sword Holder symbolizes the ultimate destruction.

But it is not evil. On the contrary, there is a pure and powerful murderous intent hidden in the word "Destroy".
To be continued...