Emperor Tianwu is like a guiding light in the hearts of the warriors on Nebula Continent. The nebula is vast, there are hundreds of millions of people, there are thousands of races, and countless genius masters are everywhere. However, no matter how powerful they are and how amazing their possessions are,
With outstanding talents, in their hearts, Emperor Tianwu will always be the supreme god of martial arts, a martial arts myth that no one can surpass.
The same is true in Li Hanxue's heart. Even if Tianwuzong has a bad record in his heart, even if the person who killed Su Xiaoya is a member of Tianwuzong, this does not affect the status of Emperor Tianwu in his heart at all, because Emperor Tianwu is only the founder of Tianwuzong.
And not those in power.
For every warrior, Emperor Tianwu is the eternal spiritual mentor, the immortal idol, the ultimate goal of martial arts, and the unchanging faith throughout his life.
Common people don't know what gods are, but if they say there is a god, Emperor Tianwu is the god in their hearts.
Now that the inheritance of Emperor Tianwu is placed in front of Li Hanxue, how can Li Hanxue remain calm?
"Unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, I was able to gather together the Three Heart Techniques of Tianwu. What's even more coincidental is that there is really a peerless skill hidden in it, and it is also a legacy left by Emperor Tianwu himself!" Li Hanxue was ecstatic in her heart.
, gritting his teeth, his mental power surged out crazily, each golden ancient character burst into golden light, and another extremely bright golden ancient character was selected to form a sentence.
"This technique is called Tianwu Tu Sheng Jing. It has four levels in total. The first level..."
Li Hanxue was about to read on, but his head suddenly felt a tearing pain, and all the golden ancient characters in front of him collapsed in an instant. Li Hanxue's eyes went black and he almost fell into the sea.
Li Hanxue hurriedly stabilized her figure, with a wry smile on her face, "It seems that deducing the Tianwu Tu Sheng Jing really consumes mental energy. With my intermediate level ghost master's cultivation, deducing three sentences actually consumed all my energy.
force."
Li Hanxue had no choice but to stop and return to Jiuyin City to rest.
He hid in a dark room to avoid visitors, and began to deduce as soon as his mental strength recovered.
A full month later, Li Hanxue finally deduced part of the essence of the Tianwu Tu Sheng Jing, but it was still not enough to form a practice that could be practiced.
Li Hanxue murmured: "The Tianwu Tu Sheng Jing is an ancient level skill that surpasses the holy level, but it is not yet the emperor level. This Tianwu Tu Sheng Jing has four levels. If this skill is complete, it will be the highest level skill.
——Emperor-level skills! Unfortunately, the three Tianwu Heart Techniques can only be combined to form a Tianwu Tusheng Sutra with three levels of mysteries. I don’t know if Emperor Tianwu deliberately hid it, fearing that it would be learned by some people with evil intentions. Or maybe
Yes, this technique was created when Emperor Tianwu had not yet proclaimed himself emperor, so the fourth level has not been completed. But no matter what, there is no doubt about the power of this technique!"
Li Hanxue spent nearly a month deducing the first level of the Tianwu Tu Sheng Jing - the coming of the saints!
This level is extremely obscure and difficult to understand. Even if Li Hanxue has obtained the complete essence, he will often fall into self-contradictory situations.
Sometimes he even doubts whether the exercise itself is wrong.
Li Hanxue's understanding was excellent, but he was stumped by the Tianwu Tu Bible. Just practicing the first level made him feel like he was struggling.
However, Li Hanxue felt relieved, "Emperor Tianwu is indeed the god of martial arts. The skills he created cannot be understood casually. It seems that it will take me a long time to understand them."
Li Hanxue is not in a hurry. The magical powers recorded in the Three Hearts of Tianwu are still very practical for him. Haste makes waste, and he is not in a hurry to understand the move of All Saints Coming to Pilgrimage.
Li Hanxue took a deep breath and walked out of the dark room. For more than two months, he stayed in the dark room, focusing on martial arts and not caring about worldly affairs.
Seeing the bright sky, I felt like I was in another world.
Li Hanxue summoned Qingshui from the master of Jingyue Palace.
Qingshui knelt down on one knee and said, "Subordinate, please see the sect master!"
After Qingshui assumed the position of Lord of Jingyue Palace, Li Hanxue also told him about the power of the Holy Domain of Lord Jingyue Palace. Qingshui was inspired by it and greatly strengthened his own reflection of the Holy Domain.
Ordinary holy kings, not more than a dozen people, can't deal with him at all.
"Get up."
"Yes, Master!"
Li Hanxue said slowly: "Qingshui, how are things going at Yuxumen? Are Yuxuzi and the others suspicious?"
Qingshui said: "My subordinate imitated the handwriting of the Lord of the Mirror Moon Palace and sent a message to Yu Xuzi. Yu Xuzi is not suspicious at the moment. He thought the Lord of the Mirror Moon Palace was alive."
"That's good." Li Hanxue showed a smile.
"But Master, there is something I must tell you. Yu Xuzi will definitely come to Mirror Moon City to visit the Master of the Mirror Moon Palace. Seven years ago, the Master of the Mirror Moon Palace was seriously injured by the Master of Wu Ding Palace. The Master of the Mirror Moon Palace therefore
I haven't met Yu Xuzi for seven years. This time, Yu Xuzi will probably come to Jingyue Mansion no matter what." Qing Shui said.
Li Hanxue frowned slightly and said: "There are still too few masters of the Holy Lord in our Yihou Mansion, and we do not have the capital to compete head-on with the Yuxu Sect. You can write another letter and find a reason to shirk it for two years, so that he will not come to the secret realm of martial arts cultivation.
.Xiaokong has eaten nine holy swords, and his strength will definitely increase to a higher level. If they dare to come when the emperor is born, I will tell them to never come back."
"Yes, I will take care of it now." Qingshui quickly returned to Jingyue Mansion and sent a message to Yuxumen, using the reason that the injury had not recovered to delay the process for two years.
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Inside the Yuxu Gate.
A sixty-year-old man in a yellow Taoist uniform stood in a spacious and bright room. The room was hexagonal and various weapons were hung on the walls.
There are mysterious weapons, dark weapons, and wild weapons, among which there are actually many holy weapons.
At a rough count, there were thirty sacred weapons!
This old man has a thin face and a tall body. He is Yu Xuzi. This man has a hobby of collecting weapons. Any strange weapon, regardless of grade, as long as it is strange enough, is one of his collections.
But what he likes to collect the most is the sacred artifacts, especially the ones he refined himself.
Among the more than thirty sacred weapons on the wall, twenty were refined by him himself.
Whenever Yu Xuzi had free time, he would hide in the house and wipe it with his sacred utensil, looking like he couldn't put it down and was intoxicated with himself, just like touching his lover's body.
But today he doesn't have the leisurely mood of the past.
He was holding a piece of letter paper in his hand, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of doubts, "Brother Jingyue was injured seven years ago, why didn't he heal his injury before leaving the country? And why did he send someone to send a message?
Tell me not to go to Jingyue Mansion and disturb you? This matter is really a bit strange."