Lin Tianyu glanced at him when he was dealing with Ma Laosi's group before, Wu Di had already been sent out to look for medicinal materials, and he was not in Yaowang Mountain, so Lin Tianyu was able to kill the Yuan Infant readers with his physical body, Wu Di didn't know at all, and he always thought that Ma Laosi's group of people who came to find trouble were all killed by White Rose.

White Rose did not give any explanation for this matter.

In the western part of China, there is a sacred mountain in the vast desert, called Kunlun, where the population is sparsely populated, and the Gobi is endless, and it is completely a no-man's land.

At the foot of Mount Kunlun there is an altar the size of a football field, which is said to have been erected by a martial arts powerhouse a long time ago, and this altar is mainly dedicated to him.

As for what is the name of this person, there is no record left in the history books, and according to the wild history left behind, he is a very low-key person who does not like to leave his name, so everyone is used to calling him the god of martial arts, and no one really knows who his surname is.

Every year when it comes to the Midyear Festival, many warriors will spontaneously come here to worship, one is to seek blessings, hoping to break through the shackles, and then there are some people who have crooked thoughts and want to find some opportunities here.

The foot of the mountain has benefited many warriors, and some people are whispering below.

"I don't know if this god of martial arts really exists, people and we come to worship like this, if there is really no such person, wouldn't we worship an empty place."

"Who knows, anyway, I heard that there is such a strong man, and it has nothing to do with us whether it exists or not, and most of the people who come here are not here for some psychological comfort? Let it be safe when it comes."

At the same time, there are also some people who hear such negative thoughts and immediately rebuke: "Can you keep your mouth shut? If you don't have a little sincerity, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a chance in this life."

"Yes, if you still have doubts about coming to worship like you, then what's the point of coming here to worship, it's better to go back as soon as possible, so as not to take up other people's time."

Then I saw people walking in other directions one after another, kneeling on the altar very sincerely and bowing, these people couldn't care so much, after all, this was related to their future martial arts development, and everyone became a faithful believer.

Perhaps this is also the inferior nature of the Chinese people, who are the most chaotic people in the world.

In general, it is what is useful, if it is said that the god of martial arts can really make people break through, it will not take a day, and the martial artists from all over the world will definitely gather and immediately bow three and nine bows, but if no one breaks through after these people worship, then this place will immediately become deserted.

"Young Master Qiao, why are you here?" At this time, I don't know who shouted on the side, everyone's eyes gathered, and I saw Qiao Shan, who was known as the first disciple of Shangjing, walking over with a personal Shijin, he was holding a folding fan in his hand, looking very personable, and there was a demeanor between his gestures.

Qiao Shan smiled faintly: "I have always been a loyal believer in the god of martial arts, and every year during this time without retreat, I will come to worship."