Chapter 1174 Preaching at the foot of Nanshan Mountain
Rumble…
The void shook, and as the defensive array of the black sky was reactivated, the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on the western border of Tianlong World had turned into a vast ocean. The only difference from the Tianyuan battlefield on the other side of the black sky was.
The vast ocean here is as clear as water, and no scenes or traces of blood can be seen.
However, the vast ocean land for thousands of miles within the Tianyuan battlefield is the color of blood.
The sea of blood rose and fell, huge waves surged into the sky, and the rich smell of blood was earth-shattering and wreaked havoc on the world. It became one of the most terrifying forbidden places in the hearts of countless Tianlong monks in later generations.
The void shook one after another.
Master Si Mingshan, Zhan Tian and Liu Haochen fled with Emperor Ba Tianlangbai.
Not long after they left, the void within the vast ocean once again stirred up gusts of wind, roaring again and again, and an unwilling roar resounded throughout the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
His voice was so furious that it spread to every corner of the Thirteen Prefectures of Tianlong.
"This, this is the anger of the spirit of the great road!"
"What happened there! It actually made the spirit of the avenue so angry!"
"In these troubled times, we still have to be cautious and don't get into trouble again."
…
Countless Tianlong monks were kept in the dark, but everyone could feel the anger and unwillingness filling the world.
Qin Nan completely cut off all causal connections with the Tianlong world by letting Emperor Batian go.
In the eyes of Master Siming and others, they took advantage of him, but they did not realize that they were doing Qin Nan a big favor.
From now on, Qin Nan has nothing to do with Tianlong World, and will no longer be bound by the Great Dao Spirit of Tianlong World in the future.
The border war has come to an end.
In the next six months, no Tianlong monk was willing to mention the shocking battle on the western border.
Emperor Eleven led the army of Yin spirits to conquer the world, swallowing up most of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty, majestic and wreaking havoc on the world, killing millions of people and killing countless people wherever they passed.
at the same time.
Sword Lord Continent, inside Wolong City, in the middle of Nanshan Mountain.
A towering tower stands like a giant dragon lying deep in the mountains.
Thousands of Sword Master monks built this place into a Taoist platform, which became the place where Qin Nan preached to the world.
Qin Nan sat high on the Taoist platform, with his eyes closed and his legs crossed.
Tens of thousands of stone platforms were forged around the Taoist platform, and the Sword Master monks sat down one by one according to their level of cultivation.
Qin Nan's body exuded an aura as majestic as a flood, and even weak swordsmen dared not approach him.
Luo Yitian, Huangfu Tianjiang, Golden Saint Lion, Golden Winged Dapeng, White Dragon Elephant, Lao Zhu and other powerful creatures are closest to Qin Nan.
They sat next to Qin Nan respectively.
But without exception, everyone chose to remain silent, slowly closing their eyes, and waiting quietly for Qin Nan to speak.
Lao Niu also surprisingly chose to remain silent.
He did not step onto the platform, but chose to lie down on one of the stone seats on the east side of the platform.
"This boy finally has a hint of the majesty of a strong man. It's a pity that Xiao Nanzi was born at the wrong time. If he had been born in the ancient world, according to his talent, he would have broken into the Great Luo Jinxian and become a powerful person who can control tens of thousands of chaotic creatures.
exist."
Lao Niu stared at the figure in the center of the Taoist platform and sighed in his heart.
Thinking back then, when he first met Qin Nan in Jianzun Continent, he felt that this kid was different.
One man and one ox traveled across the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou with Sword Master, killing through the Western Wilderness and Northern Frontier. Then, they entered the world of Tianlong together and went through many hardships of life and death before reaching today's achievements.
Misfortunes are where blessings depend, and blessings are where misfortunes lie.
The Dao Spirits of Jianzun Continent are almost dead. Without the foundation of Dao, the calamity of annihilation in this small world will also dissipate.
From a certain perspective, Dao Qianqian's transformation into a stone statue can be regarded as indirectly resolving the calamity of world destruction.
The world of Tianlong is different.
Tianlong's spirit swallowed up many of Dao Qianqian's origins, and in a sense inherited the Dao spirit of Jianzun Continent.
Therefore, the catastrophe of Tianlong's world will surely become even more violent in the future.
Lao Niu stared at Qin Nan's figure from a distance.
According to his speculation, the catastrophe of Tianlong's world will probably come to an end within one or two years.
"Hopefully, everything comes in time!"
Lao Niu sighed secretly.
In the memory revived deep in his mind, every small world in Wanfang Small World has a "road to immortality" leading to the ancient world.
The Immortal Burial Road in Tianlong World is this passage.
The only thing that puzzled him was why there was no other immortal road to the ancient world in Jianzun Continent.
Rumble…
The void roared, without the spiritual blessing of Dao Qianqian, the heaven and earth were trembling.
Time is passing by minute by second.
One day, two days, three days...
Wolong City, in the cliff of Nanshan Mountain.
Qin Nan sat cross-legged in the middle of the Taoist platform, never opening his eyes, and the aura around him did not seem to have restrained. On the contrary, the mighty sword force became more powerful and dignified.
He seemed to have fallen into a strange state, as if he was enlightened and was comprehending the Yuanling Jue of Creation. The mighty sword force condensed from the eternal swordsmanship gradually became stronger, as if it spanned eternity and penetrated thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, allowing monks within a radius of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to be able to
I felt a terrifying aura that was as devastating as the heaven and earth.
"Is Qin Nan awake yet?"
On the Taoist platform, Huangfu Tianlai, Lao Zhu, Xuanyuan Feng, Golden-winged Dapeng and other powerful monks in the God Transformation Realm opened their eyes one after another.
Around the Taoist platform, the Sword Master monks sitting on rows of stone seats also opened their eyes and looked at Qin Nan.
Eyes focused on Qin Nan.
They all came to listen to Qin Nan explain the true meaning of swordsmanship.
But they have been waiting for more than a month, and Qin Nan has no plans to hold a sermon.
"This kid seems to be going through some kind of transformation. Please be patient and wait patiently!"
The old pig let out a long sigh.
Xuanyuan Feng, Golden-winged Dapeng and other monks in the realm of gods gathered their minds again and sat cross-legged around Qin Nan, like guardians, guarding Qin Nan's safety in all directions.
Sit on the stage.
One by one, the Sword Master monks could not remain calm.
Rumble…
From the moment Dao Qianqian turned into a stone statue, the void within the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou has been rumbling.
Every Sword Master monk can also feel the loss of spiritual power in his body.
This loss becomes more rapid with the passage of time.
In just one month, among the many Sword Master monks who have traveled thousands of miles here, many of them have seen their cultivation levels drop crazily, and some have even fallen directly from the Sword King realm to the Innate realm.
If they wait any longer, the horror that awaits them will be endless death.
"Everyone, we can't wait any longer! Farewell!"
Some people didn't dare to wait any longer and chose to leave.
Qin Nan had previously ordered the White Dragon Elephant, the Golden-winged Dapeng and the Golden Holy Lion to transport the fairy mountain caves in the secret realm of the dojo and scatter them throughout Sword Master's nine states.
Hiding in these fairy mountain caves can allow many Sword Master monks to maintain their cultivation, but this is not the answer after all.
Hiding in the fairy mountain cave is like drinking poison to quench their thirst. Once the spiritual power of the fairy mountain is exhausted, they will eventually be unable to escape the order of death.
"Brother Wang, what are you...hey!"
"Life and death are determined by destiny. If you leave now, you are cutting off your chance and destiny!"
"Fellow Daoist Qin Nan is the second god-transforming monk in my sword master's continent in ten thousand years! When he wakes up, we will be able to listen to the true meaning of the great road. Maybe we can break the shackles in the body and achieve a breakthrough in cultivation!"
"Humph! A bunch of short-sighted guys! Let them go!"
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More Sword Master monks chose to stay.
Among them are some white-haired old men whose final days are approaching.
They had traveled thousands of miles to support the Tianyuan battlefield, and their bodies had almost collapsed, and they had already reached the last moment of their lives.