The old man has lived in seclusion on the top of Changbai Mountain for many years. During this period, no matter how big the big thing happened in the Dajin Dynasty, he had never come down.⊙,

When Taizu passed away, he cooked a glass of wine in the hut.

During the change of Chengtian Gate, he was enjoying the snow on the top of the peak.

When the barbarians reached the Chunqiu Academy, he was playing chess with him.

Unless he himself wants, no one in the world can force him to go down the mountain, and the few minor officials from the Ministry of Works who came yesterday naturally would not do it.

But today he left the thatched hut where he had lived for a long time and came to the mountain, of course because of the ceremony of worship for heaven held by Emperor Jin.

Or more accurately, what happened at the ceremony of the Heaven Sacrifice.

The demon clan has a powerful man from the Dawn Realm.

There are also saints in humans who break through the dawn in war.

Such things are really rare, especially during the time when the old man lived in seclusion in the mountains, he didn't know what happened on the main peak, but he wanted to go and see.

See if there are any old friends coming.

In the dark, he seemed to feel that there was an extremely precious opportunity waiting for him.

If he missed it, he would regret it very much.

But even when the old man walked to the foot of the mountain, his hair and beard were dyed white by the wind and snow, he still had no other plans in his heart. Instead, he just wanted to see how the killing game of Emperor Jin would end in as a bystander.

But he met a young man who looked in his twenties halfway through.

The young man was wearing a pair of gray cloth shoes and a long red sword slanted around his waist. His eyebrows and eyes were full of strange traces, but for some reason, the old man actually felt an aura on the other person that made him extremely familiar.

So the old man knew that his chance was not on the top of the peak, but on this place.

The next moment, the old man bounced off his nine snow dust from his white shirt and danced lightly in front of him, looking quite indescribable.

Although the art of deduction is not what the old man is best at, it is actually the same thing to go back to the origin of all the laws of power.

Slowly, the old man's brow frowned slightly. It was not that he calculated the grudge between the young man in front of him and himself, but that he could not calculate anything.

Everything was like the snow behind him, all blank.

"Something."

The old man said intimately, then took his hands and disappeared into the vast wind and snow with his extremely straight back.

Instead of continuing to walk towards the main peak of Changbai Mountain, he quietly followed the young man.

Of course, the young man is Xia Sheng.

Compared to when he first entered the Secret Realm of Jinyuan, today's Xia Sheng seemed to have changed a lot in his appearance. All the tenderness on his original face faded away, and a short stubble grew on his chin, with more distinct edges and corners, but there was a hint of indescribable silence in his expression.

That is the trace left by the years of refining.

Although Xia Sheng had only been away for several months according to the time of the Dajin Dynasty, in fact, he had been practicing Taoism in Zhiyu Palace for more than three years!

Xia Sheng is now twenty years old.

His strength level naturally has a qualitative leap, and it cannot be compared with it.

But even at this moment, he could not notice the existence of the old man in white.

Ye Xiaoe, Ning Zheng and Bi Qingwen did not follow Xia Sheng. After they came out of the secret realm of Jinyuan, they were originally planning to return to Luoyang, Kyoto. After all, the Weining Marquis Mansion is there, the Shantang is there, and the Chunqiu Academy is also there.

But the four of them felt the boundless holy intention from the top of Changbai Mountain halfway.

So Xia Sheng asked the three of them to leave first, and he decided to come to Changbai Mountain alone to take a look.

This time, Ye Xiao'e did not express her objection, but agreed to Xia Sheng's proposal to separate his path. Because for some reason, since she returned to the Dajin Dynasty, she had always felt a very uneasy in her heart, which made her unable to wait to return to Luoyang City.

Originally, Ning Zheng wanted to follow him, but Xia Sheng kept him by Ye Xiao'e's side. Even now, Ye Xiaoe has long had the strength to protect herself.

It took Xia Sheng less than a hundred breaths to rush from the Yuelun Grassland thousands of miles away to Changbai Mountain.

He raised his eyes to the dark people of Dajin who were kneeling in front of him, as well as the Judicial Office and Zhenguo Army who were strictly guarding the mountain pass, then turned his head and looked down on the cold wind and snow in the north.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to have passed through the vast wind and snow, crossed the rushing Shuo River, and went to a more distant place.

There, tens of thousands of cavalry were rushing to the distance.

Xia Sheng stood in the snow and hesitated for a moment, then shook his head gently, and a layer of elegant snow waves spread out between his sleeves. A mark of several feet was stepped on the ground, and then he merged into the wind and snow, and quickly drifted towards the top of Changbai Mountain.

The old man who had been observing Xia Sheng secretly also did the same thing, followed Xia Sheng's figure and escaped into the snow forest in the mountains.

Stepping onto the long mountain path on the main peak of Changbai Mountain, the majestic holy intentions at the end became even more obvious. If a person with poor strength stood here, even if it was just a wisp of holy breath, it would probably be enough to crush it directly into pieces!

Of course, Xia Sheng also felt the pure oppression of the law, but his speed was not reduced. Even if Di Jiang's wings were not stimulated, he could quickly approach the top of the mountain like a light-like flying swallow.

It was at this moment that a golden new sun suddenly rose from Xia Sheng's head to the sky, shining brightly.

As the old man in white saw a moment ago, there was indeed a saint who entered the dawn realm in the war!

Seeing this, Xia Sheng's speed stuttered slightly, but it was not because of the pressure of Dawn that he could no longer get closer, but because it was not until now that he realized that the battle on the top of the mountain was not only at the level of the holy level.

This made him immediately feel distracted.

After all, no matter how much his strength has improved in the past three years, he is definitely not an opponent of the powerful man in the Dawn Realm. If he goes rashly, he will inevitably be affected by the fish in the pond.

But before Xia Sheng could make a complete decision, the next moment, a blood light was thrown from the top of the mountain and fell in front of Xia Sheng.

That was a head.

And Xia Sheng knew this person.

It is Pingnan Hou, the commander of the Xiling Army, Xue Sheng!

Seeing this, Xia Sheng felt a little nervous and wanted to continue moving forward to see what happened in the field, but the hesitation just now made him move one step late.

So next, a loud noise came from the top of the mountain, causing the entire Changbai Mountain to tremble violently. Countless corpses rolled down from the top of the mountain, and half of the broken black jade rod was mixed with.

Xia Sheng watched the treasure he handed to Shantang fall into the vast wind and snow, and he didn't know where it was buried. For a moment, his eyes suddenly turned red.
Chapter completed!