Yunlanzong. The gamma empire is a powerful force. Continue to pass on from generation to generation. Created this ancient Sect. Standing at the top of the gamma empire. If it weren't for the sectarian canon. Don't seize the power of the emperor. I'm scared. During several imperial dynasties. Yunlanzong. Is to completely control the entire gamma empire.
That's why. The royal family of every generation in the empire. Are extremely afraid of this behemoth at hand. When we arrived at the present gamma royal family. To protect guardians and mysterious animals. This generation of royalty. So there are some forces that can make Lan Yun slightly afraid. So ... the Gama royal family sent a battle-hardened elite troops at the foot of Lan Yun Mountain. Just now, it has been very calm.
The royal family sent legions to stay here for many years. Almost anyone knows its purpose. They are guarding against the Lan Yun case.
For this move of the royal family. Lan Yun Keyes didn't react too violently. Except for some young disciples who were angry at first and occasionally went to the barracks to make trouble. The upper echelons of the clan. For this matter. Is to remain silent. Because they also know. Next to the sofa. Don't let others sleep. The emperor's house is suspicious. To this. They have long been used to it. As long as Yunlanzong doesn't collapse for a day. So ... the legion at the foot of that mountain. Never dare to have the slightest change.
A dynasty without a gamma empire. Dare to really shoot Lan Yun. Because they all know. This super big hornet's nest. Poke it But it will turn upside down.
Lan Yun Sect was built on Mount Lan Yun. And Lanyun Mountain. It's only a few dozen miles from the imperial city. The distance between them is very close. Like two interdependent giants.
Although this day. Xiao Yan has been waiting for three years, but he didn't use Ziyun Wing to rush him. On the contrary, it is not urgent or slow. At the end of the line of sight, straight into the snow-white peak. A black robe. With a huge ruler. Like an ascetic.
Young people in black robes walked slowly on the smooth road. The huge black ruler behind is extremely eye-catching. Occasionally, horses and chariots pass by in the middle of the road. Will cast a series of surprised eyes, and for these eyes. Xiao Yan is like unheard of. The pace is not light or heavy. Even if the weight of the Xuan heavy ruler is enough to shock anyone who comes into contact with the new moon. After two years of contact. The weight of Xiao Yan. I am already familiar with it. Therefore. There is little delay in being carried on by it. Where to live. It just left a shallow footprint. There is no scene where the wolf fell into a deep pit.
Step by step. No hurry, no delay. Although the figure is thin, it is calm and free.
Xiao Yan's meditation. It wasn't useless when I first left the city gate. That's because we just broke through the vats. The slightest breath always overflows from the body. Let passers-by around involuntarily away from Xiao Yan. That breath is suffocating. These passers-by who can't even fight can't resist.
Along the way. It's here now. Xiao Yan's breath in the body. It has invaded the depths of the body a little bit. Look again. Except for the giant ruler on the back. There is nothing unusual anymore.
When the sun broke through the horizontal line and slowly climbed into the sky. Xiao Yan finally stopped. Standing on the slope. Looking at the foot of the huge mountain at the end of the line of sight. At the foot of the mountain. A huge military camp. The ups and downs appear on the flat grass. Through those white tents. I can vaguely see some soldiers practicing.
"Sure enough, as others say. The Gama Royal Family is at the foot of Lan Yun Mountain. Stationed in the elite corps "look back. Xiao Yan shook his head. Go down the slope. Go along the road. Walk slowly near the foot of the mountain.
Although the barracks here. The defense is extremely tight. But for those passers-by who want to go up the mountain. But nothing can stop it. So Yan just glanced around with his eyes on a few soldiers on guard at the roadside. It's very easy to walk along the avenue. Climbed to the foot of the mountain.
As lush colors began to appear on both sides. The sound of soldiers practicing in the ear is gradually dissipating. Look up slightly. Appeared in front of Xiao Yan. Impressively is the bluestone steps at the end of the line of sight. At first glance. It is like a ladder.
Standing at the foot of the mountain. Xiao looked up and stared at the ancient stone steps that had existed for many years. Take your time. Vaguely. There seems to be a subtle sword sound. From the end of the stone steps. Pass it on crisply. Swing quietly in the mountains. Like a clock. Fascinating.
The silence lasted for a long time. Xiao Yan, open your eyes. Pat the back of Xuan Chongchi. Be careful. Finally, it walked steadily on the slightly damp ancient stone steps. This moment is about three years. It's officially here!
The moment when the footsteps fall. Xiao Yan can detect it. Your own soul. It seems that they all spit out a breath that has been suppressed for three years at this moment.
Three years ago. With a seemingly reckless childish shame, anger and resentment. Teenagers run away from home. Enter the mountains. Break into the desert. In the blood of the sword. Like a pupa. Change yourself quickly. Three years. Wear away tenderness. Also witnessed the growth. However, all these efforts. It's all for today's appointment!
I have a strange feeling in my chest. Xiao Yan's footsteps remained constant. Lock your eyes at the end of the stone steps where you jump one by one. Sight. It's like crossing a space barrier. On the woman sitting on the top of the mountain.
"Nalan Yanran" with his mouth slightly open. A cool and emotional name. Quietly from Xiao Yan's mouth. Spit it out.
The end of the long stone steps. Clouds enveloped the air. Behind the clouds. This is a huge square. The square is completely paved with all kinds of boulders. It's both simple and big. In the center of the square. A huge stone tablet. Stand straight. Above the stone tablet. It records the lives of successive chiefs of Lanzong and those who have made great contributions to the Sect.
Look around the square. At this point, it is close enough here to sit inside. These people. Sit in a semicircle. None of them. All wore white robes at the cuffs. Yun Jian. Floating in the wind is like a living thing. Faintly holding some faint sword.
At the top of the square. It comes from some towering stone benches. The steps gradually rose. Generally speaking, the older you get, the older you get. The stone platform on the top floor is empty now, and no one is sitting. Here are more than a dozen dishes. An old man in a white robe with his eyes closed. Although these old people don't see any features on the surface. But physically, like steel. No matter how the wind blows, it is a robe without any movement. But let people know. These old people. Not simple!
These old people in white robes fell down again. This is a single stone step. A woman in a robe. Close your eyes slightly. Here comes the breeze. The robe clings to the charming body, revealing the perfect curved figure underneath. The camera moved to the beautiful face of the woman, quiet and indifferent. Very impressive. Nalan Yanran!
Although it is above the square. There are nearly a thousand people. However, in the square, there was silence except for the whistling wind. No more noise.
Occasionally there will be a slight wind blowing through the square. Suddenly. In my eyes. The white robe fluttered. Like clouds falling from the sky. This scene. At first glance. Quite shocking.
Sometimes the wind suddenly breaks in midair. Soon, the figure appeared on the top of the towering tree. The camera turned on in a flash. Just noticed. On the tops of some big trees around the square. There are quite a few people standing. This is not just Haidong. It's Lian Fama. Add a star to heaven. Even the heads and descendants of Naranjie and several other families. For example, there was a conflict in Xiao Yan last time. It's all here. Looks like this time. Yun, the person invited by Zong. That's a lot.
The man who came. No reckless noise broke the quiet atmosphere in the square. Although some powerful disciples of Lan Yun School knew about the arrival of these guests. But it didn't respond. The quiet plate is over there. Looks like it. It seems that the order has been received.
Standing on the top of the tree. Its action eyes slowly swept the quiet square. Look slightly dignified. In the eyes of a strong man like him. Nature can discover some details that others can't. In his induction. Nearly a thousand Lan Yun disciples in the square have exactly the same breathing rhythm. Breathe to each other. Go anywhere. Will continue to attack quickly like a rainstorm. In this square. There are nearly 1000 people here. Almost like an organic whole. Workshop. Thousands of people shoot together. Even the emperor can't fight the strong. You must avoid the edge for a while.
"It is really a Lan Yun Sect." I sighed in my heart. Haidong, no, no, gasp in admiration. I want the cooperation between these disciples to be so tacit. How hard is that?
Tilt your head. Haidong and Famaga looked at each other. The dignified look in each other's eyes. Obviously. Lan Yun sent this combination array. Yes, they are afraid.
A wide square. Quiet and silent. Time is also peaceful. Sneak through.
Above the sky. The huge sun slowly climbed to the top of the mountain. Warm sunshine. Pour down. Filled the whole top of the mountain.
At some point. Tiny footsteps. Suddenly it sounded quietly from the bluestone steps outside the square. A soft voice. Pass it slowly. Let's square the seamless breath. There has been a little change.
On the battlefield. All believers in Lan Yun. I opened my eyes. The line of sight is locked in the footsteps that are not light or heavy at the bluestone steps. It's from there.
On the stone platform. Nalan Yanran also gradually opened his bright eyes. Look at that place. I don't know why that cold heart is. It was a sudden and disorderly beating.
Footsteps. It's getting closer. Louder and louder. That a dozen old men in white robes on the stone stage. I also opened my eyes. Look at the same party.
Far away. Suddenly the sun shines. Through the cover of clouds. At the end of the stone steps. There. A tall and thin figure. Finally, it slowly appeared in countless lines of sight.
Under the gaze of nearly a thousand pairs of eyes in the square. A young man in a black robe and holding a huge black ruler. At the mention of footsteps. Take the last step.
The young man's eyes swept across the huge square without joy or sorrow. Finally, I stayed on the beautiful woman who also projected a pair of bright eyes on the stone stage.
Walk gently. Then put it down. Three steps forward like this. Only deep footsteps. Wandering in the quiet square.
Take three steps down. The young man raised his head. Gaze at that woman. Bare mouth.
"Xiao home. Xiao Yan! "
(woo hoo. Finally came to Lan Yun Sect. Book club. And then the real replay. To celebrate. If you have a monthly ticket, vote for one. It is also a recommended ticket. Think of it as cheering for Xiao Yan. thank you )