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Chapter 371 The Emperor's Capital

Chapter 371 The Talents of the Great Emperor

Yuan Chengfeng, the three of them, and Shui Qingliu's group returned to the capital of Zhou Dynasty together according to the route. They were even as anxious as Xin Zhuo. Ji Jiuwei's status in the hearts of everyone seemed to be not much worse than that of Xin Zhuo and his mother-son relationship.

Xin Zhuo put aside all his worries and hurried back to Western Qin with Chanyi and Qingge.

Although Xi Qin was not looked down upon by Jiang Huan and Jiang Wuxie, whose thoughts were very deep and difficult to distinguish, he, Xin Zhuo, valued Xi Qin. He had put so much effort into Xi Qin that he did not mention it at all.

The sacrifice of spirits in the land of Western Qin and the sacrifice of spirits in Confucianism are his hope and key to breaking through to the Earth Immortal!

We had just traveled three hundred miles here when Li Guangling walked out from nowhere and shouted with a gloomy face: "Jiang Xiaoxiao, how should we settle this score? I was almost tricked to death by you!"

Xin Zhuo looked at the mountain col he walked out of in surprise. He very much doubted that this old boy had the ability to track, or that he had planted some kind of strange ancient magic mark on his body. He smiled and said: "What are you talking about, brother? Neither of us is dead.

Isn’t it true that those who survive a catastrophe will have good fortune in the future? Let’s go back to the Western Qin Dynasty to enjoy the blessings. Do you want a woman? The princess of the Western Regions is beautiful and charming.”

"Is this...appropriate?"

Li Guangling looked at Chanyi and Qingge seriously.

He found that he had been eaten to death by this kid Jiang Yuqing. Anyway, he had been tricked in the past. He had paid so much and gave up after surviving the catastrophe. Isn't it worth it? I won't pretend anymore.

Chanyi and Qingge looked at each other, lowered their heads and remained silent.

Xin Zhuo patted Li Guangling on the shoulder: "It's perfect! Let's walk?"

"Let's go! Who is afraid of whom?"

Li Guangling looked righteous and solemn.

The four of them ran all the way, and after hundreds of miles, they were replaced by the demon horse of the Western Region, which traveled thousands of miles in an instant.

Three days later, it was about to enter the "Suling Prefecture" territory of Western Qin. There were more troops from small countries approaching the border, but in the thousands of miles of empty grassland, Western Qin could not defend itself if it attacked.

Xin Zhuo glanced at the green grass and wild flowers in the mountains after the beginning of summer, and then looked at the blue sky and white clouds. He was about to enter the Western Qin Dynasty. There was something he wanted to ask the old monster: "Brother, do you know about the golden age of martial arts?"

The words "the prosperous age of martial arts" have been said to be bad recently. Literally understood, it means the prosperous age of martial arts cultivators, but how can the prosperous age of martial arts cultivators come to be said?

Seven days after the blue rain, the warriors entered the realm at a rapid pace, just like playing. Isn’t it considered a prosperous age?

Therefore, what is the prosperous age of martial arts? It is related to how Western Qin should go in the future and how to go on its own path!

In case many irresistible factors occur, it is better to prepare sooner or later.

Li Guangling, who was in a strange state of self-admiration, heard the voice and replied: "Of course I know! But I didn't say that in the time when I lived. We all called martial arts resurgence!"

"Tell me more about it?" Xin Zhuo asked curiously, "Resuscitation?"

Chanyi and Qingge also blinked and looked.

"It's a long story!"

Li Guangqing said with emotion: "It is said that there was a great emperor ten thousand years ago. Do you know about the great emperor?"

Xin Zhuo nodded and said seriously: "What kind of emperor does my son have the qualifications to be?"

"You don't even have a son, how can you get the qualifications of the Great Emperor? Are you going to kill yourself by blaspheming the Emperor like this?"

Li Guangling suddenly became angry and bared his teeth, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Okay!" Xin Zhuo stopped joking and listened attentively, "Please tell me!"

"It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, warriors broke through the void and could achieve the position of great emperor. The great emperor is the supreme warrior. He can ignore distance, ignore time, ignore life and death, live forever, and the sky and earth will shatter with every move he makes, and his words will follow..."

Li Guangling fell into some kind of wandering and longing, and after a while he said again: "But the emperor was not tolerated by the immortals in the sky. The immortals fought with the emperor, and the mountains and rivers were broken. All the warriors died, and the emperor also died miserably in the world of immortals!

Then we entered the dark period of martial arts. The meaning of the dark period is that it is difficult for a warrior to live forever. The first level is the end. If the earthly immortal master wants to transcend, he will be killed by the sky thunder!

But nothing is absolute. Every time a dynasty changes, there will be a prosperous age of martial arts. When the prosperous age comes out, the earthly immortal will transcend and enter the Nineteenth Realm!

It's just that this prosperous age is difficult to last. Often within a hundred or two hundred years, those who transcend will basically die of old age and fall into the Dark Age again. The first rank is the peak of a warrior!

So, do you understand?"

Xin Zhuo asked hesitantly: "Where did you hear about these...?"

Even if he can understand the existence of such a thing as the "Great Emperor", the sudden appearance of the Immortal is somewhat imaginary. We are still in the stage of practicing martial arts. Are the Great Emperor and the Immortal too ridiculous? And ten thousand years ago...

As the lord of the Western Qin Dynasty, I have all the classics in the world. I have never seen any relevant records. How did you, Li Guangling, know about it?

Li Guangling was startled for a moment: "Xiao Li Zhang Zatan Guangji, what's wrong?"

"What kind of martial arts master is Xiao Li Zhang?" Chanyi and Qingge asked subconsciously.

Li Guangling said seriously: "This man was a sesame seed seller on the street in Hualou, Yitan Prefecture, Dayan State eight hundred years ago. But you can't underestimate him. This man is not only good at making sesame seed pancakes, but he also plays chess, music, calligraphy, and painting, and plays, plays, and sings."

Everything is perfect, especially the song "Third Sister-in-law Returns to Her Parents' Home", which is truly a masterpiece!"

"Haha..." Chanyi and Qingge turned their heads, unable to arouse the slightest interest.

Xin Zhuo frowned: "I am having a serious discussion with you!"

"I'm very serious!" Li Guangling spread his hands.

Xin Zhuo looked at him silently and concluded: "So the prosperous age of martial arts is when a group of earth immortals break through the eighteen realms every time there is a change of dynasty?"

Li Guangling smiled indifferently and said in a confidential manner: "It was true before, but this time... it must not be!"

Xin Zhuo suddenly felt that this old guy had deep roots and asked, "What will it be like this time?"

Li Guangling tightened his horse and said in an extremely serious tone: "The world collapsed, the martial arts saints of the 20th level who have accumulated for thousands of years, the proud sons of heaven, and the monsters all appeared. The monster saints gathered together, and hundreds of families came together to compete for the position of the great emperor.

Decisive battle with the immortals!

The sky and the earth expanded millions of miles away, rocks flew from the sky, the sun and the moon changed, and the color of the sky and the earth changed in an instant.

You big Zhou and Xi Qin are just kidding, you are just playing house with little kids!"

Xin Zhuo blinked: "Is this also what Xiao Li Zhang said?"

"That's not it!"

Li Guangling smiled proudly: "This is what Li Jiugong, a beggar on the street, said back then. He said that he and the previous emperor were related, and his cousins ​​were all in the 27th and 8th realms!"

"Pfft..." Chanyi and Qingge couldn't help laughing.

Xin Zhuo felt that this old ghost was gone, so he said: "Very good! The next emperor is me, Jiang Yuqing. Do you believe it?"

"I'm a believer! I'll spit horse shit on your face! With your qualifications in ancient times, you could kill thirty people with just a splash of urine!"

Li Guangling was confused, but he had special respect for the word "Great Emperor".

Xin Zhuo stopped playing and asked again: "Last question, tell me the truth, how did you live for hundreds of years? What method did you use?"

He thought of the Yankai Mountain in Tianmen Valley, the true spirit of the Fly Clan of the Ox Clan, and the true spirit of the Suzaku in the sealed ball. These existences all maintain the immortal spirit in some strange way.

The meaning of such existence is naturally to prepare to live again.

Li Guangling fell into deep thought and sighed after a long time: "My lifespan was over at that time. By chance, I found a way to freeze my consciousness and feign death. I might be resurrected another day. Times have changed, and my lifespan will naturally be longer.

As a result, they were dug out by a group of grandsons. They said they learned how to dig ancestral graves from Xin Zhuo. My grave looked very much like the ancestors of Shaolin and Wudang. How annoying. Shaolin and Wudang were only a few years old. Why should their ancestors be buried with me?

together?

As for the other things, don’t ask, I don’t understand much either, I’m just an immortal, how can I know so much?”

Xin Zhuo looked at him carefully. Li Guangling felt uncomfortable looking at him and stopped talking. He turned his head and looked into the distance. He saw thousands of menacing cavalry surrounded by a seven-horse empty chariot approaching from a distance.

The army of the Western Qin Dynasty came to greet him!
Chapter completed!
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