From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 123
Mongolia.

Under the endless snow mountain.

The huge storm that had been tumbling for a whole day and night slowly dispersed.

"call!"

The torrential energy of heaven and earth gathered together, and under the blue sky, aurora burst out one after another, which looked extremely magnificent.

Under the Snow Mountain.

The king of Mongolia, several ministers, and two disciples of the Mongolian national teacher are waiting patiently.

From the beginning of the breakthrough to the present, they have been waiting here for a day and a night, but there is no impatience on their faces, and they are full of piety.

The two disciples are fine.

One of them is a master who has traveled to the new world and broke through to the semi-holy level, and the other is also a veteran martial arts master.

The vitality is endless and the body is strong.

Such bad weather, even if you stay for a long time, it will not be a hindrance.

But the lord of Mongolia is just an ordinary man who is a bit old.

At this moment, under the care of two attendants, wearing a thick white fox cloak, his face is pale, and there is not much blood on his lips. It seems that he has reached the limit and is fainting.

"The lord... the lord!"

The attendant carefully shook the drowsy Mongolian monarch awake, and took out a pot of hot tea from the carriage.

Hold it in the palm of your hand, sip it in small sips, and your complexion improved a little.

"My lord, why don't you go back to the carriage and rest for a while, and then come back when there is a result?"

The handsome second disciple, with red lips and white teeth, came to the Monarch Lord and whispered a suggestion.

"It's okay!"

The king first thanked in a low voice, then waved his hand and said:

"I'm just a mortal. I can't do much. I just hope that I can replace the tens of millions of people in Mongolia to pray for the national teacher under the snow-capped mountains, and hope that the national teacher can be detached!"

The king of Mongolia is very sincere.

The disciple was too embarrassed to say more, so he could only slowly support him, and transfer a wisp of vitality into the body of the king.

"Thank you!"

The Monarch had a grateful look on his face.

And at this time.

The wind and snow in the sky suddenly dispersed.

The sky was clear, with little crystals falling from the sky, and the vast and inclusive breath came from the sky.

Everyone had expressions of excitement on their faces.

"National teacher, he! National teacher, this is..."

"Of course it succeeded!"

Looking towards the Great Snow Mountain, a tall figure invincible in all directions, slowly descending from the snow mountain with a kind of domineering arrogance.

Daxueshan rises from the ground.

It is thousands of meters tall, but what is miraculous is that one moment, the national teacher in white was still on the top of the snow mountain, and the next moment, he had already walked down from the snow mountain and came in front of everyone.

With one step, he covered a distance of thousands of miles.

There is no obvious fluctuation of vitality, which is really terrifying and unimaginable.

"Master, you have stepped into the realm of a saint!?"

The voice of the tall disciple with bare arms and no beard on his white face trembled.

"Breakthrough into this realm by luck."

The national teacher of Mongolia and the Buddhist disciple of Xuankong Temple are aliens in the origin world. Both in strength and lifespan, they are far superior to ordinary half-sages, and they hide a big secret.

Break through now.

Even after stepping into the new world, I am afraid that only a few human saints who have stepped into the seventh rank and above will be his opponents.

"Great, great! Our Mongolian country has finally ushered in a real saint!"

The Monarch of Mongolia looked excited and wanted to step forward to grab the arm of the national teacher, but he was afraid of offending the saint, so he kept bowing and saluting on the spot, as if he was meeting a god.

"Cough! Cough!"

A burst of cold air invaded the lungs, and the Mongolian monarch coughed painfully.

The white-clothed national teacher became much younger after he broke through to become a saint. He looked only in his thirties at the moment, with thick black hair and piercing eyes.

At this moment, with a wave of his hand from a distance, the extremely pure vitality fell into the body of the Mongolian king.

In an instant, he felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, which was indescribably comfortable. His whole body was full of strength and vitality as if he was 20 years younger.

"I was able to successfully break through this time, and you also helped me a little bit!"

It takes merit to break through to a saint, so he agreed to become the national teacher of Mongolia.

And the devout prayers of the country lord, invisibly, also provided more luck for the country teacher's breakthrough.

He explained:

"Although the breakthrough was successful this time, it actually relied on the momentum of that little girl's breakthrough, otherwise it would never have been so easy.

But because of this, the vitality of the world on the snow-capped mountains is much thinner, so that my transformation is not thorough enough, and I still need to go to the new world to practice hard for a period of time before I can stabilize myself in the realm of a saint. "

He looked towards the north, and at the end of the snow-capped mountains, he could vaguely see a high wall of gray mist that was huge enough to separate the sky from the earth.

With memories on his face, he sighed:

"I'm still not as good as Jiang Daoheng. What he could easily do a thousand years ago, a thousand years later, I will need to be tricky to do it."

"As for the millennium later, the princess of Daxia is even more terrifying. She is much more amazing than Jiang Daoheng back then. If she is not too young and vigorous, and does not know the heights of the sky and the earth, the legendary dead end to prove the way with strength may not She will really get through."

"Master, don't underestimate yourself. For thousands of years, you are the only one who has been able to get to this point, except Jiang Daoheng!"

At this moment, the eldest apprentice gave a voice of comfort.

"Well, what you said is not bad, it's me who took pictures."

Although it is not perfect to fulfill the long-cherished wish of thousands of years, the national teacher is still in a good mood. He asked:

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you are ready to deploy troops and generals, ready to launch a surprise attack on Daxia from Jingzhou and Taizhou at any time.

Ganhe and Yangmeng, you brothers and sisters must fully cooperate with the king! "

"What about you, Master?"

The second disciple Gan He couldn't help asking.

"I?"

The national teacher showed a complacent look on his face, flicked his long sleeves, and said with pride:
"I'll go to the Great Xia Palace and take away that person's Chance Dao Yun.

Then go to the Xuankong Temple to meet up with my friends who haven't seen for a thousand years. I want to see who is stronger and who is weaker between Dragon Elephant Prajna and Tathagata God's Palm! "

……

"How is the queen's condition?"

Pushing open the gate, Jiang Longxiang's huge size of nearly three meters can hardly be accommodated in the small yard.

He was wearing a yellow robe and short jacket, his face was ashen, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was extremely anxious, like a furnace about to explode.

"The injury has gradually stabilized, and the rest need to rest."

Su Li's pale face was also a little haggard.

In any case, Jiang Zirou never expected that Jiang Zirou would fail in the last breakthrough and suffer heavy injuries. Fortunately, she has a deep self-cultivation, so she will not be in danger of her life.

Su Li's temper isn't exactly good, and now she looks a little irritable, "You guys better not bother her here!"

(End of this chapter)