It was much easier to go to the Ye Family Ancient Clan this time. They used Golden-Winged Peng for transportation and it only took two days.
I stayed at the Ye Family Ancient Clan for less than half a month, during which I got to know and get to know the people at the Ye Family Ancient Clan.
The fifth elder fulfilled his promise and took Jiang Ping'an to pay homage to the imitation sword left by Ye Wuji and burn incense to worship it.
Since it is just an imitation sword, Jiang Ping'an can be picked up and looked at carefully.
I saw that the imitation sword was not in the shape of an ordinary sword. Its sword body was in the shape of a square prism with a sharp end, four feet long, and there were countless mysterious Dao Pattern on the four sides of the sword body.
This imitation sword is more like a mace than a sword, and it is a heavy bludgeoning weapon.
People who use this kind of weapon are often Infinite Divine Strength, and they are unstoppable.
Feel the weight of Jiang Ping'an in your hand. It weighs about eight thousand kilograms. It is much more difficult to use than his Dragon Abyss Halberd.
"Chengyuan", these two characters are engraved on the imitation sword. They should be the name of Ye Wuji's sword during his lifetime.
"What a sword!" Jiang Ping'an praised, "Although it is only an imitation sword, it is enough to imagine the invincible style of senior Ye Wuji back then."
The fifth elder Ye Qingtian smiled and said, "There are still two or three Chengyuan Imitation Sword in the family treasure house. If Chen Zhou likes it, I can give you one."
The fact that Jiang Ping'an knows the name "Ye Wuji" shows that he is destined.
What's more, almost no one can use Chengyuan Imitation Sword. A batch of copies were made back then, but they haven't been used up yet.
"Why are you so embarrassed? Thank you so much, Fifth Elder." Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.
In the evening, the fifth elder really sent someone to give Jiang Ping'an a Chengyuan Imitation Sword.
Jiang Ping'an got Chengyuan Imitation Sword. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the hunting heart. He refined it and then performed a set of sword skills in the open space of the courtyard.
For a while, the sound of wind and thunder continued.
Chengyuan Imitation Sword is not a thunder-type weapon, but its characteristic is that when the sword is swung, there will be a dull sound of wind and thunder, which is very shocking to the enemy's mind, making the enemy timid before fighting, and only six or seven points of ten strength are left.
After finishing a set of sword skills, Jiang Ping'an stopped, looked at Chengyuan Imitation Sword, and couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Haha, what a sword!"
This is the first time he has used a sword so smoothly. It has both strength and flexibility. It is simply tailor-made for him.
Unfortunately, this Chengyuan Imitation Sword is just Spirit Artifact and is no longer suitable for him.
"In the future, there will be top-level refining equipment similar to Primordial Xuan Iron. I will also copy one." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.
After the wedding, Jiang Ping'an and Ye Qingluan returned to Ping'an City.
A few days later, Jiang Ping'an summoned the core senior management of Ping'an City to make arrangements for his "retreat", and Ye Qingluan also participated.
In terms of arrangement, Jiang Ping'an lets Ye Qingluan and Ye B Mie take charge of the overall situation. Ye Qingluan has since begun to share his core power.
After making arrangements, Jiang Ping'an quietly left Ping'an City at midnight that night, and then rode Golden-Winged Peng to Northern Ice Plains at Northern Wastelands.
Eight days later, Jiang Ping'an arrived at the edge of Northern Ice Plains.
True Thunder Treasure Wings was sacrificed, and Jiang Ping'an flew into Northern Ice Plains alone. Not long after entering Northern Ice Plains, Jiang Ping'an heard a resentful female voice from the wind.
"Where is my husband?" A resentful voice asked angrily.
Jiang Ping'an took out Chengyuan Imitation Sword, held it in front of him with both hands, and said, "Senior, this is the sword left by senior Ye Wuji."
The next moment, a strong wind blew through and swept Chengyuan Imitation Sword away.
"This is not his sword." A resentful voice said, "This is a lie!"
As he spoke, the strong wind suddenly became stronger and turned into countless sharp blades cutting towards Jiang Ping'an.
Jiang Ping'an resisted the strong wind and said calmly, "Senior is right, it is indeed fake. This is the imitation sword I got from his Lineage. The sword left by senior Ye Wuji has been forced to escape into the void and has disappeared."
Then, he told everything he had learned from Ye Qingtian about Ye Wuji.
Finally, he said, "Senior, Human Race, even if he is Great Emperor, his lifespan is only ten thousand years. Eighty thousand years have passed, and senior Ye Wuji has become ancient."
"Impossible!" Youyuan's voice said in disbelief, "Lang Jun is so strong, there is no way he could die so early!"
Immediately afterwards, Youyuan's voice cursed angrily, "You are a liar! You didn't go to him, you lied to me that he died just for business!"
During the angry curse, the strong wind became a hundred times more violent again, and countless strong winds blew over.
Jiang Ping'an could understand that the voice of resentment was unacceptable. He quickly exited Northern Ice Plains against the strong wind, and shouted loudly, "Senior, I will leave this Chengyuan Imitation Sword for your thoughts. I have to retire."
Since he didn't go deep into Northern Ice Plains, and the power of the surrounding wind was not great, he left Northern Ice Plains relatively calmly.
After flying two or three thousand miles away from Northern Ice Plains, Jiang Ping'an stopped and turned around to look back.
I saw Northern Ice Plains going crazy, countless strong winds raging crazily, those terrible Black Gale Winds were blown out from the depths of Northern Ice Plains, everything on the ice was twisted into powder, even the ice surface that was stronger than black iron was blown up layer by layer.
The strong wind also overflowed to Northern Ice Plains one or two thousand miles away.
Countless strong winds seemed to form an angry female face.
Jiang Ping'an sighed lightly. He didn't know whether it was right to tell the resentful voice the truth or whether it would make it rest in peace or make it despair.
After watching for a few days, I saw that the strong wind on Northern Ice Plains showed no signs of easing, and Jiang Ping'an also gave up flying back to comfort Youyuan.
He turned around and rode Golden-Winged Peng away, heading to Southern Wastelands, the most dangerous forbidden land - Falling Dusk Mountain.
More than a month later, Jiang Ping'an arrived near Southern Wastelands Falling Dusk Mountain.
When he arrived, it happened to be evening. When he saw the beautiful clouds passing by Falling Dusk Mountain, they immediately fell like fallen leaves.
Falling Dusk Mountain is named after this.
At high altitude, Jiang Ping'an can see Falling Dusk Mountain as far as the eye can see, with no edge visible. The close-up scenery is beautiful, but the distant view is hazy and unreal, making people feel inexplicably palpitating. The subconscious wants to stay away from it as far as possible.
Some people say that Falling Dusk Mountain lasts for two or three thousand miles, others say that Falling Dusk Mountain covers an area of thousands of miles, and some even say that Falling Dusk Mountain is boundless.
"Even Saint Demon Emperor couldn't get out." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself, "What danger and terror is there?"
"But I have to go in."
"Without Enlightenment Tea Leaves, I would not be able to quickly and fully comprehend the eighth volume of "Dao Scripture", and I would not be able to quickly improve my cultivation strength."
"Now that my mother is Awakening, and I took her away from the Great Qian Kingdom, those Foreign Race saints and Demon Emperor no longer sit back and wait (the strategy of waiting for the rabbit is useless). It's wrong, it's just that they underestimated the growth rate of Jiang Ping'an) and they will definitely search for me in Great Barrens. As time goes by, they will one day find out that 'Ye Chenzhou' is me!"
"Even if they are suspicious, they will come to kill me without hesitation."
Flying to the edge of Falling Dusk Mountain, Jiang Ping'an said to Golden-Winged Peng, "Little Peng, go back to Ping'an City, don't wait for me here."
"Master..." Golden-Winged Peng shouted very worriedly.
In the past, he was allowed to wait outside, but this time he was allowed to go home. He could sense that the owner was not sure.
Jiang Ping'an stopped talking to Golden-Winged Peng. He flew off Golden-Winged Peng's back, landed on the ground, and then resolutely walked into Falling Dusk Mountain.