Great Dao Ji

"That is."

Following An Qisheng's gaze into the distance, Gong Yangyan's pupils shrank slightly: "Dragon's Back Mountain"

Longji Mountain.

It is located in the great peripheral area, spanning the northwest, Yangnan, Yangbei, and all around, surrounded by four Lingquans. It is bounded by the ocean in the east and the desert in the west, stretching for countless billions of miles.

It ranks among the ninety-nine mountains in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

There are many legends about this mountain range. The most bizarre one is that it is said that countless years ago, another evil dragon brought trouble to the world and was killed by the gods.

That evil dragon was so powerful that even the gods who beheaded it could not kill it, cut it apart, and divide it.

Its dragon spine was suppressed under this mountain.

However, no one knows whether this legend is true or false, but it is said that there are numerous demons lingering in this mountain.

"It's just a branch. The real Dragon's Back Mountain, at the speed of this donkey, may not be reached in another hundred years."

The car curtains were lowered, and An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep trance.

This mountain is nothing else, but the mountain where Taoist Hongxuan searched for medicine. It is also the starting point for him to come to this world.

It was also one of the several places where he found out from the fate of 'Taoist Lu' that fragments of his soul might exist.

Gong Yangyan originally wanted to ask, but when he saw this, he could only hold back and shook his head, but couldn't help but look at An Qisheng's body.

In the mist surrounding the spiritual dragon, it can be seen that its body is constantly moving.

He had seen this scene before, but he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He knew that his sect master was practicing a magical power related to the body, but he had never seen such a magical power of body refining.

It seemed like he was sitting quietly, but in fact, every moment, drastic changes that he could not imagine were taking place in his body.

He could even sense it clearly.

The physique, vitality, and even aura of our sect master are all rising at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Just sitting quietly, but it seems like swallowing the best elixir in the world.

How could this not shock him?

"Where did the sect master learn such powerful magical powers? And he passed it on to me so easily."

Gong Yangyan murmured in his heart, but he couldn't hold it any longer.

He immediately raised the curtain and warned the donkey, then sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, and silently reciting the essence in his heart.

Practice what your sect master taught you.

A powerful ‘supernatural power’ called ‘The Holy Art of the Heart of Ten Thousand Laws and Four Tribulations’.

Huhu~

The cold wind blew heavy snow, all colors disappeared, and the vast sky and earth were filled with hoarfrost.

Under the biting cold wind, the world was desolate.

In such a cold and brutal world, not only humans but also beasts would be frozen to death.

And in the midst of such heavy snow, another group of people rode through the wind and snow on horseback at extremely fast speeds. The wind roared in front and behind them, making bursts of thunderous air explosions.

"drive!"

"shelf!"

"drive!"

A cry that was either low or high-pitched could not be dispersed even by the cold wind, but was thrown far behind.

Behind him, the snow was rising high. Viewed from a high place, it looked like a sharp blade cutting a long trace into the snowfield.

At this moment, if anyone is here, they will find that the horses this group of people are riding are not ordinary.

This horse may be red, yellow, or black, and its hair is completely unvaried. It is also extremely tall, with a shoulder height of more than ten feet.

The four hooves were even bigger. As they stepped, there was a strong wind blowing under the four hooves. They acted as stepping stones and pushed the horse to run at high speed.

Don’t even dodge when you encounter obstacles!

Even the big tree surrounded by two people in the snow was directly smashed into pieces, and they didn't even bother to jump up to avoid it.

The air current, like a steel knife, could not even cut through their manes.

On horseback, several knights were wearing thin clothes, and there was even a bald man with his upper body naked. They did not even show any signs of movement despite the howling wind and thunderous sonic booms.

He just kept urging the horses to move forward.

"唏伦~"

"唏伦~"

At a certain moment, the knight on the black horse in front of him seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse immediately stood up and neighed.

The other people also stopped.

Stopping at extremely high speeds, no matter the man or the horse, there was no discomfort at all, amidst the fierce wind that was roaring behind him.

The acquaintances all turned over, holding a knife in one hand, and knelt down on one knee in the snow.

"In Anning Mansion, Yu Xuan, the town's defense force, came to see the governor of 'Jingyesi', Lin Qianlong, Lord Lin!"

A sonorous sound like the clash of swords echoed through the snow:

"The others will arrive in three days!"

The seven people knelt down for a moment, and repeated this three times, before one person appeared in the heavy snow like a ghost.

In front of everyone.

Someone arrived first, and then the voice came: "It's not slow to come. Jiang Wutang is a man of work. It's no wonder that he can still control Anning Mansion for eight hundred years with only a few disciples."

Everyone knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in salute, but with their peripheral vision slightly raised, they looked at the figure walking in the wind and snow.

The man was tall and slender, with long hair hanging down his shoulders. His clothes were as black as ink. He looked like a young man and was extremely handsome. His eyes were narrow and clear.

Just like its sound, it contains no impurities.

But its aura seems to be even colder and colder than the ice, wind and snow in the middle of winter. Just one look at it seems to make people's minds freeze.

Lin Qianlong looked at the burly middle-aged man who was shirtless, and his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "Are you Yu Xuan? Are you in command of the Anping Prefecture's city army?"

"yes!"

The burly middle-aged man responded in a deep voice with a sonorous tone: "The former governor, general, commander, and deputy commander of the town army have all died in the battle. The town army is temporarily under the control of subordinates."

"All dead"

The young man in black stood in the wind and snow with his hands behind his hands. He murmured a word to himself and then relaxed his brows: "How far have you reached in practicing the killing skills in the army?"

Phew~

Yu Xuan stood up, but he was half taller than the young man. He was like a giant. He made a loud sound and said: "Condensed the 'Greedy Wolf' elixir, refined the 'Seven Killing Magical Power', and personally gave him the 'Broken Army' sword from the master of the palace."

I have killed thirteen golden elixir demons, four hundred and thirty-two small demons who have entered the Tao, and seven evil ghosts."

Zheng~

When he spoke, he pulled it out from the wind and snow. The handle was about ten feet long, and the ferocious and ferocious saber was already held in his palm.

The saber was stained with blood, not because it was rusty, but because it had killed so many people that the blood-stained energy on it had condensed into a substance and could not be washed away.

As soon as it appeared, there was a clang and vibration, and the blood on it was burning, as if it wanted to select people and devour them.

Already almost psychic!

Even a mortal holding this sword can kill demons and ghosts.

"Um."

Lin Qianlong couldn't help but nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his heart: "Sit on the greedy wolf, hold the broken army, and kill seven times, not bad, not bad."

The Great Zhou ruled over various sects, but it was not the sects that really suppressed the world for the Great Zhou.

The people of the sect like to live in seclusion in the mountains and practice cultivation. The people who really control the government affairs and patrol the borders and guard the city are the city troops of various roads, states and prefectures.

These armies were collected by each sect on their own, but they practiced the 'Killing Martial Arts' that was spread among the Zhou army.

This killing martial art is the most brutal and extremely harmful to the body. Even if it is condensed into a great elixir, and the great elixir is turned into gold, its lifespan will only be three hundred.

And there is no possibility of going further.

However, he is also extremely tyrannical. According to legend, even Confucian kings and sword cultivators cannot match him at the same level.

Although the three magical powers of Qisha, Pojun, and Greedy Wolf are not among the top magical powers, it is extremely remarkable that they can be integrated into one.

The killing power of the ordinary golden elixir is simply not comparable to it.

But to him, it was just not bad.

For him, the weight of an army in one government is still too low.

"Lord Lin, that group of mysterious people destroyed Anning Mansion, Dingping Mansion, seventy-two houses, and hundreds of sects in just a few months."

Yu Xuan rubbed his bald head, took a step forward, put away his broken saber, and held a scroll with both hands: "This is the information we were searching for along the way."

"Um."

Lin Qianlong took it casually, glanced at it and put it away, but there was a sneer on his face: "Such a blatant annihilation of the family and sect makes you really think that I, 'Jing Yesi', no longer exists."

He already knew all the information on the scroll on the road.

But in fact, it's not just the seventy-two mansions on this scroll?

In the huge Youzhou, and even in the nine states in the northwest, far more sects than this number have been destroyed!

For Jingyesi, it was a shocking case!

"Master Lin, what should we do?"

Yu Xuan looked solemn, with murderous intent in his eyes.

In the past few months, the number of people killed by the soldiers in the town of Anning Prefecture exceeded the total number of people killed in the past three hundred years, including many of his fellow division commanders.

How could he not have murderous intentions?

"How?"

Lin Qianlong's expression was indifferent, and there was a hint of coldness in his narrow eyes: "Of course we have to catch the dog behind these rats!"

Compared to the people running around in various prefectures and states, exterminating clans and killing people everywhere, what he was more interested in was the power behind this group of people.

There are tens of thousands of sects in the vast Northwest Road, but there are only a few with such strength.

This is a big case.

"May I ask, sir, how to catch him?"

Yu Xuan said: "That group of evil spirits seems to have restrictions on them. If they are caught, they will kill themselves. There is no way to trace the traces behind them."

"That is my lord's business, you don't need to be too concerned."

Lin Qianlong waved his hand and replied calmly: "You just need to obey orders."

Uh-huh!

The six knights behind Yu Xuan all raised their heads, their eyes full of coldness.

The Jingyesi Department is certainly the most violent organization in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and its leader, Zhang Fengfu, is said to have attained great mastery of soul and has transformed into a millionaire.

But being looked down upon in this way still made them feel dissatisfied.

Yu Xuan's expression, on the other hand, remained unchanged and calm.

"My subordinate understands."

He took a deep look at Lin Qianlong, raised his hands and saluted: "There are many rough people in the army who are incompetent. Don't blame me, Mr. Lin."

"I've heard that there are so many monsters in Longji Mountain, so it saves me a lot of trouble."

Lin Qianlong didn't care how many people were convinced or not, and what he was thinking.

Standing in the wind and snow with hands folded, looking far into the distance, you can already see the majestic mountain range that cuts across the sky and sea and stretches for an unknown distance:

"Follow me into the mountains."