Burning Spirit Palace.

Jiang Feiling asked others to go out again.

Today, it is easy for her to see Li Tianming alone.

In the palace, they stood side by side.

It was snowing outside, but it was warm inside the palace.

By the window.

Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.

"It's so cold." Jiang Feiling put her long hair behind her ears, looked at Li Tianming with her beautiful ethereal eyes, and a smile on her lips.

She drank a little wine, her cheeks were a little pink, and she looked rosy, which was really cute.

"give me a hug."

While she was looking out the window, Li Tianming walked up behind her, put his arms around her slim waist, and rested his head on her shoulder.

The fragrance of hair wraps around the tip of the nose, and the familiar fragrance is satisfying.

Li Tianming felt that not seeing him for one day was as deep as three autumns.

"Ling'er, do you know what kind of wine makes people most likely to get drunk?" Li Tianming asked softly in her ear.

"What wine?"

"With you forever."

"Pfft...!" Jiang Feiling almost spat out the wine in her mouth.

"Are you moved?" Li Tianming said confidently.

"Haha..." She smiled like a flower.

"Oh, it's so distressing. Even though I'm handsome, I'm also so talented. No wonder you fell." Li Tianming sighed.

"What you said makes sense, but I'm speechless," she said.

It was not easy to get along alone, and they both had a tacit understanding and did not talk about those annoying things.

On this snowy day, Li Tianming hugged the god in others' hearts and stayed close to her.

It was freezing cold, but her embrace was so warm.

"I really want to be like this forever, brother." Jiang Feiling bit her pink lips and said worriedly.

"Wait a minute, the No. 1 Under Heaven Meeting is over, and I will come to accompany you every day." Li Tianming said.

"Um!"

"Everything will be fine." Li Tianming said.

"work together."

"work together!"

He held her hand tightly.

The time we spent together, even if it was an hour, passed in the blink of an eye.

"It's time for me to go," Li Tianming said.

The final decisive battle is the end of the No. 1 Association in the World!

"Brother, Ling'er is waiting for you to come home." Jiang Feiling held her hands in front of her chest and smiled slightly, with an intoxicating dimple at the corner of her mouth.

Behind her, snowflakes fell, forming beautiful patterns.

"Um."

Li Tianming turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

If you ask, why are you going here?

Naturally: murder.

…

When Li Tianming walked out of Ranling Palace, Xuanyuan Dao, the leader of the Diyuan Sect, was waiting for him outside.

"Master Xuanyuan." Li Tianming came up quickly.

"Destiny is really enough." Xuanyuan Dao had thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't say them out. He could only look at him with a smile.

"I can only say that I am lucky enough to live up to my fate." Li Tianming said.

"No matter what others say, at least in my opinion, this time, you saved our Ancient Divine Sect." Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Shenzong has given me so much, so I should devote myself to it," Li Tianming said.

In particular, Xuanyuan Dao's generosity allowed him to have the capital he has today.

"Well, let's not talk about the past. I have brought you good news." Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Please tell me," Li Tianming said.

"I have a proposal. All the Sanyuan Jie Elders at Dujie Peak have approved it. Two or three days before the final battle, you can practice alone in the Tianyuan Cauldron in front of Emperor Xuanyuan." Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Is this... of any use?" Li Tianming originally planned to go to Zhanxing Ancient Road.

Two or three days passed in the blink of an eye, I just took a breather.

Even Zhanxing Ancient Road, not much can be changed.

"It can't be said. You'll know when you go there. After you go in, you will slowly realize that if you get something, it's your good fortune. If you don't, it doesn't matter. After all, you are not a descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan, so that's normal." Xuanyuan Dao said.

.

"You mean, besides the Emperor's Tribulation, there are other mysteries there?" Li Tianming asked.

"At that time, you can figure it out for yourself. It's useless for me to say it, because I don't know either," Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Yes." Li Tianming nodded.

"Let's go."

Li Tianming followed Xuanyuan Road from Xuanyuan Lake to Tianyuan Mountain.

"Your performance in the Hell Battle solidified the sect a lot. At the same time, it also provided us with the possibility of uniting the three sects." Xuanyuan Dao said.

"It would be great if I could help." Li Tianming said.

"Of course we can. At the very least, those people can't force us to hand over Zun Shen." Xuanyuan Dao said.

"Uh-huh."

In other words, Jiang Feiling is safe for the time being.

"However, the First Under Heaven Conference is not over yet. You have now become a symbol of the disciples of the Taikoo Shen Sect. If you lose, you will lose all the advantages you have established, and the next step will still be difficult. Do you understand what I mean?" Xuanyuan Dao asked.

.

"Understood, you can only win, not lose. Losing is the end of the road. Victory or defeat is not just a personal victory, but a symbol of the competition and game between the divine realm and the divine realm!" Li Tianming said.

"As long as you understand, the trip to Tianyuan Cauldron is the last stand of our Ancient Divine Sect." Xuanyuan Dao said.

While talking, they had already arrived at the Tianyuan Cauldron.

"Hey, my poetry friend is here." King Ouyang's face was flushed with wine and he said cheerfully: "You can't wake up from your spring sleep, you are really holding it in your mouth."

"The leaves in the frost are as red as the flowers in February, I can't help but praise them," Li Tianming said.

"The iron clothes are shattered in the battlefield of a hundred battles, and the Xuanyuan Sect Master is smiling." Sword King Ouyang turned to Xuanyuan Dao.

"One thought of prosperity and one thought of ashes is nothing like a turtle." Li Tianming said with a wink.

"Holy shit!" Ouyang Sword King was angry and said: "I won't play anymore, I won't open the door anymore."

"No, let me tell you one more thing. After ten years of life and death, Ouyang Sword is the king of men." Li Tianming said quickly.

"That's pretty much it!" King Ouyang Sword changed his face and laughed on the spot.

"Boring." Xuanyuan Dao glared at them and sank into the Tianyuan Cauldron first.

Li Tianming followed them in.

Not long after, the door inside Tianyuan Cauldron opened again.

But this time, neither of them planned to go in.

"After you enter, we will seal the door and only open the door to let you out before the final battle."

"No matter whether you gain something or not, you have to keep your mind calm. We are just trying our luck, understand?"

Xuanyuan Dao warned.

"Understood!" Li Tianming nodded.

"Go in." Xuanyuan Dao pushed, threw Li Tianming down, and then closed the door with Ouyang Sword King.

"You are so bold. The ancient Xuanyuan clan has been inherited for 200,000 years. You are the first clan king to throw a foreigner down and leave him alone with Emperor Xuanyuan." King Ouyang Jian said.
To be continued...