Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven Xiao Family, Xiao Yan!

The Misty Cloud Sect, the most powerful force in the Jia Ma Empire, has been passed down uninterruptedly from generation to generation, and this ancient sect has already stood at the top of the Jia Ma Empire.If it weren't for the fact that the sect's canon said that the power of the emperor should not be seized, I am afraid that the Yunlan Sect would have completely controlled the entire Jia Ma Empire when the empire changed several times in the past. And because of this, the royal family of each generation of the empire is extremely afraid of this behemoth that is close at hand. After the current Jia Ma royal family, because of the guardian Jia Xingtian and the protection of the mysterious beast, this generation's royal family The royal family has some strengths that can make the Misty Cloud Sect slightly afraid.That's why the Jia Ma royal family dispatched the elite army with many battles at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, and it has been safe and sound.

The royal generals have been stationed here for many years, and their purpose is clear to almost everyone. They are guarding against the Misty Cloud Sect... Regarding this move of the royal family, the Yunlan Sect did not react too violently. Except for the occasional disturbance in the military camp by some young disciples in the sect at the beginning, the high-level members of the sect were very concerned about this matter. Keep silent, because they also know that, beside the couch, how can others snore and sleep.The emperor's house is full of suspicion, and they have long been accustomed to it. As long as the Yunlan sect does not collapse for a day, then the legion at the foot of the mountain will never dare to have the slightest change.

No dynasty in the Jia Ma Empire dared to take action against the Misty Cloud Sect, because they all knew very well that if this super hornet's nest was poked, it would turn the world upside down... The Yunlan Sect was built on Yunlan Mountain, and Yunlan Mountain was only a few tens of miles away from the imperial capital. The distance between the two was close, like two giants confronting each other. Although Xiao Yan had been waiting for three years for this day, he did not use Ziyun Wing to rush on his way. Instead, he walked unhurriedly towards the snow-white mountain that pierced into the sky at the end of his line of sight. Go, wearing a black robe and carrying a huge ruler, like an ascetic.

On the unobstructed road, a young man in a black robe walked slowly, and the huge black ruler behind him was extremely eye-catching.On the road, occasionally passing carriages and horses will cast surprised glances one after another, but Xiao Yan seems to have never heard of these gazes, and his steps are neither light nor heavy, even if the weight of the Xuanzhong ruler is enough to make anyone People who came into contact with it in the first year of junior high school were shocked, but after these two years of contact, Xiao Yan is very familiar with its weight, so there is almost no delay in being carried on the journey.Where he settled down, there was only a shallow footprint left, not at all the embarrassing scene of landing in a deep pit back then.

One step at a time, neither rush nor slow, although the figure is thin, it reveals a conspicuous calm and free and easy. For Xiao Yan, doing this quietly is not useless.When he just left the city gate, because he had just broken through to the Great Fighter, a trace of aura always overflowed from his body, making passers-by involuntarily stay away from Xiao Yan's side. That aura was oppressive, isn't it These passers-by who are not even fighters can resist. Along the way, until now, the aura overflowing from Xiao Yan's body has penetrated into the depths of his body bit by bit. Looking again, apart from the huge ruler behind his back, there is no longer any abnormality.

When the sun that broke through the constraints of the flat line slowly climbed to the sky, Xiao Yan finally stopped, stood on a slope, and looked at the huge foot of the mountain at the end of his line of sight.At the foot of the mountain, a huge military barracks appeared rollingly on the flat grass, and through the white tents, some soldiers who were training could be faintly seen. "Sure enough, as others have said, the Jia Ma royal family stationed an elite army under Yunlan Mountain..." Looking back, Xiao Yan shook his head, walked down the slope, along the road, and slowly approached the foot of the mountain.

Although the military camp here is extremely heavily guarded, there is no obstacle to passers-by who want to go up the mountain, so Yan is just casually glanced around by the eyes of a few soldiers standing guard on the roadside, and then goes along very easily. Avenue, climbed to the foot of the mountain. As the lush colors began to appear on both sides, the sound of soldiers practicing in their ears gradually dissipated, and when he raised his head slightly, what appeared in front of Xiao Yan was the bluestone steps that spread to the end of his sight, which looked like a ladder to the sky at first glance.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Xiao looked up at the ancient stone steps that had existed for an unknown number of years, and slowly closed his eyes.Faintly, there seemed to be a subtle sound of swords chirping, which came down from the end of the stone steps crisply and quietly echoed in the mountains and forests, like a bell chanting, fascinating. The silence lasted for a while, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, patted the mysterious ruler behind him, stepped lightly, and finally landed firmly on the slightly moist ancient stone steps, at this moment...Three years The appointment has officially arrived!

The moment his footsteps landed, Xiao Yan could feel that his soul seemed to be exhaling the breath that had been suppressed for three years at this moment. Three years ago, carrying a seemingly reckless and childish shame, anger and resentment, the young man left home, went into the deep mountains, and ventured into the desert. In the midst of swords, swords and blood, he transformed himself rapidly like a chrysalis.Three years have worn away immaturity and witnessed growth, but all these sacrifices are for today's agreement! An inexplicable emotion filled his chest, but Xiao Yan's footsteps still maintained that uniform speed, his eyes were fixed on the end of the stone steps he jumped over one by one, his sight seemed to penetrate the obstacles of space , and shot at the woman sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

"Nalan Yanran..." His mouth moved slightly, and the calm and emotional name quietly came out from Xiao Yan's mouth. At the end of the long stone steps, there are clouds, and behind the clouds, there is a huge square. The square is completely paved with monolithic boulders, which looks simple and grand.In the center of the square, a huge stone tablet stands majestically. On the stone tablet, the names of the past suzerains of Lanzong and those who have made great contributions to the sect are recorded. Looking around the square, at this time, there are nearly a thousand people sitting cross-legged on it. These people are sitting in a semicircle. Without exception, they are all dressed in moon-white robes. , blowing with the wind.Like a living thing, there is some faint sword intent in it.

At the top of the square, there are some towering steps and stone seats. The steps gradually go up. Generally, the older you go, the older you are. The stone platform on the highest floor is currently empty and no one is sitting. Underneath are more than a dozen old men in white robes sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and resting their minds. Although these old men do not have the slightest characteristic on the surface, their bodies are like steel, no matter how the wind blows, they will not move at all. But the robes let people know in their hearts that these old men are not simple! Below these old men in white robes is a single stone step, a woman in a moon robe and dress, her eyes are slightly closed, the breeze is blowing, the robe is clinging to her delicate body, revealing her perfect curvy figure , the camera shifted to the woman's calm and beautiful cheek, and it was Nalan Yanran! Although there were nearly a thousand people on the square, there was no sound in the square, except for the whistling of the wind, there was no sound at all. Occasionally, a gust of strong wind blew across the square, and suddenly, white robes fluttered everywhere in the eyes, like clouds falling from the sky. Such a scene, at first glance, is quite shocking. Sometimes suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind in mid-air, and immediately a figure appeared on the top of the towering tree.Glancing at the camera, I realized that there were many figures standing on the tops of some giant trees around the square, not only Hai Bodong was here, but also Lian Fa Ma, Jia Xing Tian, ​​and even Nalan Jie and several other families. The leaders and juniors, such as Mu Zhan and others who had conflicts with Xiao Yan last time, are all here. It seems that this time, there are indeed quite a few people invited by the Misty Cloud Sect. The figures who rushed over did not make any reckless noises to break the quiet atmosphere in the square. Although some powerful disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect were aware of the arrival of these guests, they did not have the slightest reaction and sat cross-legged quietly. The land, it seems, seems to have received the order a long time ago. Standing on the top of the tree, Hai Bodong's eyes slowly swept across the quiet square, his face was a little dignified. In the eyes of a strong man like him, he was naturally able to discover some details that were difficult for others to notice.In his induction, the breathing rhythm of nearly a thousand disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect in this square is actually completely consistent, and their breaths are intertwined with each other. Anywhere they move will be attacked continuously and violently like a torrential rain. On the square, there were nearly a thousand people, almost as if they were one body. When fighting, thousands of people shot together, even the strongest Dou Huang had to avoid the edge for the time being. "As expected of the Misty Cloud Sect." He sighed softly in his heart, Hai Bodong couldn't help admiring, how difficult would it be to train these disciples to cooperate so tacitly? Turning their heads, Hai Bodong and Fa Majia looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes. Obviously, the Yunlanzong's great fusion formation also made them fearful. The wide square is quiet and silent, and time passes by quietly. Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and the warm sunlight poured down, filling the entire mountain top. At a certain moment, the slight sound of footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square, and the soft voice slowly spread up, causing a slight change in the integrated atmosphere in the square. In the field, all the disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect opened their eyes, and their eyes were locked on the bluestone steps. The sound of footsteps came from there. On the stone platform, Nalan Yanran also gradually opened her bright eyes, her eyes were on that spot, and for some reason, her heart that was already indifferent suddenly beat a few times chaotically. The footsteps were getting closer and louder, so that the dozen or so white-robed old men on the stone platform also opened their eyes and looked at the same place. Far above the sky, the sun suddenly fell, and through the cover of misty clouds, it happened to hit the end of the stone steps. There, a tall and thin figure finally slowly appeared in countless sights. Under the gaze of nearly a thousand eyes on the square, the young man in black robe with a huge black ruler on his back walked up the final steps with a single step. The young man's eyes swept across the huge square without joy or sorrow, and finally stopped at the beautiful woman on the stone platform who also projected a pair of bright eyes. Lifting the footsteps lightly, then putting them down, three steps forward in this way, only the sound of low footsteps floating in the quiet square. Three steps down, the young man raised his head, stared at the woman, and opened his mouth lightly. "Xiao Family, Xiao Yan!"