Listening to this, the surroundings of Shiping became extremely quiet.

Everyone understood that it must be Wang Po who had been watching the stele in the Tianshu Mausoleum for a year and confirmed that staying here again was a waste of life, but he was reluctant to leave like many people. So he also tried to take a shortcut, but in the end he just stood in front of this line for a night, and when the morning light came, he turned around and left.

Outside the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, Mao Qiuyu looked at the man under the locust tree.

The man remained silent.

Xun Mei was silent for a moment and understood why the Historical God General, as the tomb guardian, said this to him: "Sir, you know who I am."

The armor under the pavilion was still motionless, and the vicissitudes of voice came from the shadows: "Of course I know who you are. Decades ago, the mainland cultivation world began to usher in the recent wild flowers blooming, the sky shocked the king, painted the armor and the little Zhang, and the snow-moving Xunmei... You have the best qualifications and the most promising, and the hope of confronting the demons is already on you... You have been reading the stone tablet in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum for thirty-seven years, and I have seen you for thirty-seven years. You are really good. Since you have broken your heartbrokenness tonight, why don't you leave, but you want to try the wrong way?"

"No, my heartbreak is right in front of me. I just saw it and it has not been broken. As for the wrong path, it may not be the right path."

Xun Mei's eyes flew across the pavilion and fell on the Heavenly Book Mausoleum again.

The voice of history sounded again after a moment of quietness: "Wang Po is a smart person. Since you aim at him, you must at least show the same wisdom."

"Yes, I've wanted to surpass him in my life. Now it seems that at least in this matter, he is not as good as me." Xun Mei said.

Han Qingran said calmly: "He is not as stupid as you?"

Xun Mei thought for a while and said, "He is not as stupid as me."

History was silent for a moment and said, "It's reasonable."

In the woods outside the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, the man's hand fell on the locust tree in front of him, still silent.

"For more than a hundred years, you have been the first person to break into the Shinto." History continued in the pavilion in Tianshulingnan.

Xun Mei said, "I'm stupid."

The two words "stupid" and "stupid" seem to have the same meaning, but there is actually a big difference.

"Silly people may have blessings."

History said: "I, as the tomb guardian, am a part of the tomb of the Heavenly Book of Tombs. If you defeat me, you can go to the Shinto."

Xun Mei's expression was calm and she bowed her hands as a ritual.

This is the rules of the Heavenly Book Tomb, and it is also a natural meaning. If you can surpass the number one god general on the mainland, you must be a strong man of the five saints or a storm in the world. If you want to read the Heavenly Book, do you still have to follow the rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty? But Chen Changsheng always felt that the name of the God of History was said to these young men outside the Ping.

Xun Mei glanced at her feet, the stone ping ended there, the Shinto began there, and the end of the blackness was holy white.

Then he raised his knee.

Under the pavilion, history still did not look up, his face was all in the shadow of the armor, and his voice became colder: "Xun Mei, although your life is more meaningful to humans, I am a tomb guardian, and I am the rules of Tianling, so I will not keep my hands. You can also take action as much as possible, and don't hesitate."

After 37 years of dreams, Xun Mei was about to go to the top of the lunar calendar to see the truth. She didn't hesitate. She took a step forward as if she hadn't heard this.

This step, he took a very ordinary step, his feet landed on the ground, very casually and without any sound.

The sound in front of the pavilion was still the sound of water, the sound of waterfalls falling from the cliffs to the west, and the tinkling water in the shallow canal on the floor.

Xun Mei's feet crossed the line.

The Heavenly Book Mausoleum, shrouded in the night, suddenly became brighter.

Late at night, the lights are faint, and the light sources that can illuminate the entire Tianshu Mausoleum can only come from the sky and from the stars.

Chen Changsheng looked up and saw that the stars in the night sky were extremely brilliant, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

In fact, the stars in the sky have not really become brighter. Even if there is one, it is impossible for the naked eye to tell it. This is purely a feeling, or the perception of the spiritual consciousness.

People around Shiping all had inductions, but no one was clearer than Chen Changsheng, because no one was quieter than his spiritual consciousness.

He even faintly sensed which of the countless stars in the night sky had become brighter before.

The star is far away in the depths of the southeast star field, or Xun Mei's life star.

Take a step forward to see the truth, the life star is induced and suddenly brightens. Xun Mei... What level has she reached?

Chen Changsheng thought about the starry sky he saw while thinking about in the Lingyan Pavilion, and felt shocking.

The bright starlight turned the mountains and fields of Tianshuling into a silver world.

Xun Mei stood in front of the pavilion, and her hair that she had tied up in the courtyard was unfolded again at some point. The dirt seemed to be washed away by the starlight in an instant, and her long hair was fluttering and soft, and the silver-white hair was particularly eye-catching.

He stood between Shinto and Shiping, his body remained in place, and he had obviously not walked towards the pavilion... but had already walked towards the pavilion

A footprint appeared clearly on the Shinto

The Shinto is paved with white stone, and the footprints are wet, so they are naturally very clear.

Xun Mei came on the water, and his shoes were naturally wet.

Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes wide and frowned. They grew up in the old temple in Xining Town and the Kuhan Snow Field. They rarely saw such a battle between truly powerful people. They could not understand and did not know how to explain these footprints. Relatively speaking, the fourth son of Lishan Sword Sect and Tang Sanshiliu seemed calmer.

The wet footprints kept appearing on the ground of the Shinto, as if they were invisible people walking.

Xun Mei looked quietly under the pavilion.

It took not long, and the footprints had extended more than ten feet towards the pavilion.

A shiny sound

Under the pavilion, the night wind suddenly rose.

Han Qing still lowered his head and had never drawn his sword. However, the sword in the sheath beside him was already eager to try, half an inch away from the sheath.

It's only half an inch, but it seems to be completely unsheathed.

Several dust burst out from the edge of the scabbard and filled the pavilion.

As these sword dust spread, an extremely powerful aura emerged from the pavilion and lies across the divine way.

This aura is still like iron, still with blood, solemn and square, like an old city wall stained with blood from countless soldiers.

No one can see this city wall, but everyone knows that the city wall is here, just above the Shinto.

Xun Mei's footsteps stopped. After a long time, the wet footprints did not appear again on the Shinto.

His eyes passed through the pavilion and the powerful man under the pavilion, and landed on the Tianshu Tomb in the distance, as if a fuse touched the charcoal fire, and it began to burn violently in the shattering sound.

The line of sight began to burn, the eyes began to burn, and the eyes began to burn.

Xun Mei's eyes became extremely bright, like a new star.

His body leaned forward slowly.

Another wet footprint appeared on the Shinto.

With one sword to make the city, he would smash the wall directly

On the Shinto, the water traces gradually emerged and the footprints continued, and that was his way.

He was going to walk on the gods, and walked to the pavilion until he reached the top of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum.

He walked step by step, his face becoming more and more paler and more painful, but his eyes were filled with joy.

Life is about pain to be real.

What he wants to see is the truth.

As time passed, the footprints on the Shinto kept moving forward, almost approaching the pavilion.

Xun Mei is still more than a hundred feet away from the pavilion, but he can already see the eyes in the darkness under the armor.

Two extremely powerful auras were silently confronting each other in Tianshulingnan.

The clear water in the shallow canal rolled in horror, and then gradually flowed to all directions. The soft and invisible water gradually took shape.

Even the hard black stone floor began to deform, and was crushed by the two auras and sank slightly, turning into a curve.

It seemed like an extremely huge and heavy, invisible stone ball fell on the ground

The stone chips burst out, and the edge of the canal made a distorted sound.

Chen Changsheng and others kept retreating to avoid being affected. Looking at the broken and sunken ground in front of them, they looked at the two people on the Shinto, with awe in their eyes.

The confrontation between the two auras did not last long.

Xun Mei stared at the pavilion and let out a clear roar

This clear roar seemed to be a whistle on the stage. As a result, someone sprinkled pieces of paper above. Those pieces of paper were fake snow, and at this time, real snow fell.

No, that's not snow, but starlight is starlight cut into chips

The stars turn into chips and fall down, without any difference from the snow.

Xun Mei stood in the snow, as if she was back to the past.

He was still a teenager at that time, and stood in front of his husband's door for three days and three nights until the snow was covered with knees.

Which year was that year? Thirty-seven years ago, and earlier.

After nearly fifty years of hard practice and thirty-seven years of memorialization, he was no longer a child who was too weak to the point of being seriously ill by the wind and snow.

He is already a real strong man who is about to arrive from the holy realm

The boys who were fighting outside the Ping Ping only realized that Xun Mei's realm had reached this level, and they were shocked and speechless.

At this moment, the tomb guardian under the pavilion raised his head.

The darkness, which was always shrouded in armor, was finally illuminated.
To be continued...