Chapter 136 Iron Sword Sect Master and Human Saint
What Kang Long didn't expect was that Ma Xingyun treated him very kindly, just like he treated his brother. This made Ma Benlei quite happy.
"Brother Kang, a large number of warriors carrying large iron swords have sneaked into our Ten Thousand Horses City. They are all masters of Xuan Gong. According to my father, these people seem to be an ancient man who has been responsible for guarding Mokun Mountain in the Western Region.
People from the Iron Sword Sect. Their ancestors are said to have followed the Qin Emperor. My father also learned about it from some remaining classics from the Qin Dynasty. It is said that the Iron Sword Sect's duty is to take care of the human race.
Guard Mokun Mountain to prevent the masters of the demon clan from crossing Mokun Mountain, entering the Central Plains, and harming the human race. The master of the Iron Sword Sect returned to the Central Plains in person this time, and his first stop was to rest in our Ten Thousand Horses City. Ben Lei, this guy, has been here for more than half a year.
I ran to the Central Plains to play. This time the demons opened the passage to the Mokun Mountains and obviously wanted to invade the Central Plains. Fortunately, there are still more than a dozen ancient sects that existed in the Qin Dynasty to guard there. They are not yet able to enter the Central Plains.
But obviously these ancient sects can only resist for a while, and they will come over soon. I came here this time in the hope of finding the legendary saint of the human race and preventing the predicted catastrophe of the human race."
After saying this, Ma Xingyun looked worried, and at the same time he stared at Kang Long very carefully, checking the change of expression on his face, and saw that he still had a calm and indifferent expression. He was a little depressed, but he continued: "Brother
, tell me, are you the legendary human saint?"
Several people in the tent all widened their eyes. This was the first time they had heard of this matter. Moreover, from what Ma Xingyun said, it seemed that Kang Long was actually the saint of the human race who was related to the life and death of the entire human race. They couldn't help but feel in their hearts.
Get nervous.
If this is true, then wouldn't they also be the first batch of people to follow the saints of the human race and eventually leave their names in history? This news is so surprising and exciting.
Kang Long laughed a few times and said, "How do I know if I am a human saint? Brother, do you think I look like a human saint?"
Seeing that Kang Long still had a cynical attitude, Ma Xingyun was a little angry and said: "Brother, I am telling you this matter very seriously. You have to understand that this is a major matter related to the life and death of the entire human race. Thousands of years ago
, the human onmyoji predicted that in thousands of years, the seal of the Mokun Mountains will be lifted, and the human race will face an unprecedented disaster. Only the true human saint can lead the human race to completely change the fate of the human race. It is said that this
The saint of the human race has a mysterious origin and controls miraculous combat power that no one in this era knows about!"
The more Ma Xingyun spoke, the more excited he became, as if he knew many secrets. But hearing the uncertainty in his tone, Kang Long laughed, hiding his inner shock.
Could it be that the Onmyoji from thousands of years ago was so powerful? You actually vaguely knew that he came from another time and space, not from this era. Only the scientific knowledge he mastered could change the fate of the human race?
Isn't this a bit too evil? Kang Long felt terrible just thinking about it. But he also thought about the Buddhist master Daoyuan. Before his death, the remnant of the divine calculation that Master Daoyuan left behind, at this moment, made him
Kang Long felt both shocked and ridiculous, and at the same time he also believed Ma Xingyun's words.
Master Daoyuan told all his disciples that he was definitely the human saint. At the same time, he asked his disciples to scatter in all directions, as if they were looking for something. Even the holiest holy relic in Buddhism was also said to be.
Giving it to Kang Long shows the attitude of Buddhist master Dogen.
Moreover, if Master Daoyuan's calculations are correct, the human race may really face a terrible disaster in the near future. Kang Long originally had the ambition to unify the world, but at this time, he felt that it was more difficult than ever.
The power he currently controls is extremely limited. He can only have tens of thousands of soldiers and can only defeat a few people. In this troubled world, such a force is just a small force, let alone against the demons or against other separatists.
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Of course, if there is a chaotic situation like a large-scale invasion of demons, he might gather another group of subordinates in the name of the human saint, but so what?
With this limited power, facing the coming invasion of millions of demons, we will undoubtedly be able to defeat the enemy with an egg against a stone.
"Brother, I believe you are the saint of the human race!" Ma Benlei said with excitement on his face and a very sure tone, "Huh, if anyone doesn't believe it, I will be the first to chop him!"
Kang Long smiled bitterly. If this kid can make others believe that he is a saint of the human race by relying on force, what's going on?
"I also believe that you are a human saint!" Suddenly, a cold voice outside the big tent said with absolute certainty. The curtains of the big tent moved automatically without wind, and a man wrapped tightly in a black cloak,
I don't know when, but he suddenly appeared at the door of the big tent.
That man exuded an unparalleled aura, and all the people in the oppressive tent stood up nervously for the first time.
What made people particularly uncomfortable was the huge iron sword he carried on his back. The iron sword exuded an extremely strong killing aura. The strong killing aura seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell.
Generally, it makes people feel like their blood is racing and they can't calm down.
"Master! Why are you here in person?" Ma Xingyun asked in shock.
Everyone was shocked. The only person who could be called the sect master by Ma Xingyun was the sect master of the Iron Sword Sect that he just mentioned. The sect master of an ancient sect.
"I'm not worried. The human race's saint is of great importance. If unfortunately he is plotted by someone and falls like this, the fate of the human race will never be restored!" He still said in an indifferent voice.
"You are the saint of the human race. I feel the smell of the holy relics and the scent of the Taoist heavenly incense from you. The person who can be recognized by the supreme beings of both Buddhism and Taoism must be a saint of the human race."
Kang Long was shocked. He didn't expect that the master of the Iron Sword Sect in front of him could detect the weirdness in him based on his intuition. But he was also puzzled that the Buddhist holy relics were hidden in a small box on his body.
It was not strange that he had been carrying her around with him, and he noticed it. What was strange was that he actually said that he smelled of Tianjixiang. What was going on? Kang Long was shocked and strange.
The leader of the Iron Sword Sect walked into the big tent step by step, and everyone respectfully moved out of the way. He walked straight to Kang Long, looked at Kang Long up and down with a pair of cold eyes, and suddenly stretched out a big withered yellow hand and said,
Kang Long made a few gentle gestures in front of him. His movements were very weird and seemed to have no trace at all, just like a naughty naughty boy making random gestures in front of Kang Long.
His actions caught Kang Long's eyes, but made Kang Long even more surprised.
This set of casually drawn movements is actually full of an indescribable Taoist rhyme, a Taoist rhyme of form and meaning!
His movements turned out to be the Taoist rhyme of the highest artistic conception of Xingyi! This Taoist rhyme that coexists with heaven and earth is a supreme Xingyi that even Kang Long, who has been practicing Xingyiquan for more than ten years, has not yet understood.
He was able to draw it out easily.
Following the movements of his hands, the world seemed to suddenly undergo indescribable changes, as if even the air turned into an irresistible fist at this moment!
This is the way of form and meaning that surpasses the great master! Kang Long has been practicing hard, and he has always dreamed of the supreme way of boxing and intention!
"How do you know Xingyi Quan!" Kang Long shouted in shock. He suddenly wanted to realize something, so he quickly shut up and looked nervously at the indifferent master of the Iron Sword Sect.
In the big tent, the lights were bright, but the face of the master of the Iron Sword Sect was hidden in the black cloak. Only those extremely bright, yet extremely cold eyes shone with a strange look under the light.
A look of indifference and confidence.
"I didn't know it was called Xingyiquan, but I knew that it was a supreme Taoist skill that only the supreme master of the Taoist sect could learn for thousands of years. The few moves I just made were not real Xingyiquan moves.
, it’s just imitation. From this point of view, you obviously know this supreme skill. Undoubtedly, you have been recognized by the master of the Taoist sect. You are the saint of the human race."
The moment Kang Long spoke, the aura of the master of the Iron Sword Sect turned back to that of an ordinary person, as if he no longer had that imposing aura.
Everyone looked at Kang Long in surprise and excitement. No one thought that he was really a saint of the human race!
The Iron Sword Sect has been passed down for thousands of years and has always been a legendary sect. It suddenly appeared in people's eyes, but no one would doubt the words of the master of the Iron Sword Sect. After all, they have been passed down for thousands of years.
What kind of strong winds and langs have not been seen? What's more, they have been guarding the Mokun Mountains to guard against the demons sneaking across.
Kang Long nodded thoughtfully, and after asking the master of the Iron Sword Sect to sit down, he also sat down, rubbed his nose, and said somewhat depressedly: "Senior, you said that I am a saint of the human race, I don't want to do that for the time being.
What to refute, but please take a look at my current strength first. So what if I am a human saint? Can it be said that if I go out and loudly say that I am a human saint, can I change the current war-torn situation in China? Can I call on everyone
Human race, jointly resist the invasion of demons?"
The master of the Iron Sword Sect said coldly: "Hmph, who dares to disobey the words of the saint of the human race and cause China to be tortured by the demons? I, the Iron Sword Sect, will destroy him first!"
His words had a domineering air that commanded the world and no one dared to disobey him!
Everyone was stunned. They have seen arrogant people, but never such arrogant people! The Iron Sword Sect is indeed a super sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"When I, the Iron Sword Sect, return this time, my main responsibility is to protect the safety of the human saints. A few years ago, the demon clan was a monster that sneaked into China from an ancient secret passage in the Warcraft Mountain in the far north of the Western Region. In fact, we and other guardian saints had long been killed.
The people of the mountain noticed. But we wanted to use their knowledge to find the missing treasures of several human clans, secretly tracked them and ignored them, but this time they set their sights on the human saints and wanted to
Killing the saints of the human race in their growth stage, huh, they are too arrogant, I, the Iron Sword Sect, are responsible for coming back to clean up these demons this time."
The master of the Iron Sword Sect dropped another bombshell to everyone. Everyone was stunned and confused.
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