"Shhhh

Xiao Wu opened his eyes and looked at his current body in disbelief.

Feeling the exuberant vitality rushing through his body, the expression on his face gradually changed from shock to ecstasy.

Laugh at!

He strained his arms slightly.

The biceps brachii on his arm quickly became red and red, and a blazing steam rose like a firework.

He clenched his hands into fists and swung them hard from top to bottom.

Bang!

The ground shook violently.

With a continuous tiny click, the cobweb-like cracks spread in all directions.

Some of the martial artists who were watching were directly separated on both sides of the chasm, with an unbelievable look on their faces, you must know that Daokan Mountain is a real innate spiritual land, and the mountains and rocks in it are far stronger than the mountains and rivers in the outside world, even if the grandmaster blows with all his strength, it will only leave a shallow hole on it.

And now, Xiao Wu just left a crack tens of meters long on the ground with a casual blow.

If such a power is smashed on oneself.

I'm afraid that even the Returning Void Sect Master, who specializes in refining the body, has to weigh it carefully.

"A junior who is not even a grandmaster can grow to such a point in a short period of time by practicing such exercises." A middle-aged man with a majestic physique and a lush beard looked at Xiao Wu with burning eyes, and said to himself, "If I, who was already a body refining master, came to practice, how far would I grow?" ”

He immediately stopped hesitating.

Directly lifted the robe and sat cross-legged on the ground.

His eyes flickered with fiery light, staring at the huge stone monument standing on the top of the mountain.

The Zhengxian Jue has incorporated the shadows of many exercises, and more importantly, it contains the core inheritance of the ancient Wu clan, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to get started. But Su Heng has already integrated his cultivation perception into this ancient monument of flesh and blood, as long as it is within the scope of the ancient monument, it is equivalent to practicing under Su Heng's hand-in-hand teaching.

Many things that ordinary martial artists may spend their entire lives unable to figure out.

Under the guidance of Su Heng's lofty position.

Maybe it's just a moment before you have an epiphany.

In addition, the disciples and elders on Daokan Mountain are all leaders among their peers, and they are the trendsetters of an era. The two are superimposed on each other, and the speed at which they enter the cultivation is naturally extremely fast.

Sting!

It doesn't take a moment.

The sound of muscle tearing came from all over the mountain.

As the clothes were torn to shreds and suspended in mid-air, strong muscles, bronze or pitch-black, stretched in sheets in the cold moonlight. Even the smallest of these warriors were three meters tall, and the most burly of them were even over ten meters tall and still growing.

Look at the past from afar.

It feels like a towering wall shrouded in darkness, and the sense of power and majesty that comes to your face is simply daunting.

"Not bad......

Su Heng's figure was hidden in the darkness, squinting at the scene that was happening on Daokan Mountain.

One after another, the majestic blood qi rushed into the sky, and merged into one in the heavenly firmament.

The scarlet fiery blood qi, like a continuous tidal wave, continued to spread in all directions, rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. In people's invisible vision, these warriors are quietly changing the surrounding environment, and Su Heng's blood realm is fusing with the real world step by step.

In the process of this.

Something can change permanently, and even something that people take for granted will cease to exist.

But Su Heng didn't think he had done anything wrong.

It's all a necessary price.

There used to be true immortals in this world, and even an ordinary person with ordinary talent could easily live for thousands of years after some hard cultivation to reach a realm unimaginable to today's martial artists.

It can be since the two wars of the Ancient Witch God War and the War of the Gods.

The fairy world is born.

And the world in which people live is no longer complete.

Since then, the strongest person in the mortal world is only a Returning Void Grandmaster, although he is a little stronger than an ant in front of a real immortal, but he is also a product that can be pinched to death at will.

And now, Su Heng has completed this incomplete world in his own way.

Start a new round of evolution.

Although there may be some radicalism in the process, Su Heng believes that as long as a period of time passes, the martial artists of this world will be able to accept his choice.

The strong dominate the weak, and the world has always been like this from ancient times to the present.

Swish!

After watching the many monks on Daokan Mountain step on the right track, there were no accidents.

Su Heng groaned slightly, and left from Daokan Mountain step by step.

This evening.

He traveled all over the land of Shenzhou and set up hundreds of flesh-and-blood monuments.

There is a inheritance in every immortal mountain, and the inscription engraved by Su Heng himself can be seen in every densely populated county. Not even just Shenzhou, Su Heng also spent time traveling to the desert and overseas, leaving his traces in some ancient cities.

A few hours later.

The sun rises as usual, but the world changes completely.

Some people who were born ordinary and poor, usually had no chance to come into contact with martial arts, but by chance, they were able to comprehend some of the charm on the flesh and blood stele, and since then they have been out of control, and their strength has improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing some veteran martial artists in the county.

Although it is still not very strong, it has since changed his fate.

Truly stepped into the door of the martial arts world.

No longer be trapped in daily toil.

Of course, some people rejoice and some people are sad.

Some martial artists with very strong strength and quite good talents have not been able to comprehend the true meaning of the martial arts on the ancient monument of flesh and blood no matter what, and they have tried all kinds of methods but have never been able to officially enter the cultivation.

They were about to turn their hair gray overnight, and they had a premonition that the flesh and blood tablet would come.

In the future, the rivers and lakes will be turbulent for a long time, and the pattern will change greatly.

And those of them who hold resources in their hands, but do not have the corresponding strength, are destined to be eliminated by the tide of the new era, or even simply shoot to death on the beach. In such an environment, perhaps the rapid retreat is the real right choice, they have been sitting in this position for too long, and it is time to make way for future generations.

On the steppe.

The former Shangdu Xiongcheng is the core of the entire grassland.

Now it has completely fallen into the hands of the Ming Dynasty and has become a border state fortress.

In the past, the Great Moon Dynasty divided the people in the border into four different races, but in fact, regardless of bloodline, ordinary people were oppressed and brutally exploited no matter where they were. Hatred between the races is deliberately created by powerful warriors who stand high above to maintain their rule.

And when these warriors were overthrown.

The Han Chinese who lived in the grasslands had intermarried with each other for decades, and had gradually forgotten the city's former history.

For the majority of the people, they can eat and drink enough and do not suffer from war.

Already a heavenly life.

Shangdu Xiongcheng.

There is also an inscription of the gods left by Su Heng, and many warriors who were once born in the grassland are trying to practice.

These warriors have more or less some of the blood of the Golden Family, but they are too thin and have no sense of existence at all, so they have been completely forgotten in the long years. And if these bloodlines are traced back to their roots, most of them can be found from the ancient witch clan.

Su Heng's Righteous Immortal Recipe happened to have a large number of shadows of the Wu Clan's exercises.

Combine the two.

As a result, most of these grassland bloodline martial artists have quite good adaptability to Su Heng's Righteous Immortal Technique, and many of them have undergone rebirth in the process of cultivation.

In the past few decades, they have gradually agreed with the concept of their own Ming heirs.

And now, Su Heng's Righteous Immortal Recipe has undoubtedly greatly deepened this impression.

So much so that many people have begun to kneel on the ground, worshipping the ancient monument erected by Su Heng to the highest standard, and believing in Su Heng as a real god.

……

"Those Han Chinese took our land, took our cities, and destroyed the dynasty we had built. And now you worship him as a god, don't you feel ashamed? "In a corner of the prairie, a clear stream winds its way through the stones, and the lush green blades of grass hang low in the wind.

Qin Shuo looked at the young man who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, worshipping reverently at the pitch-black stone tablet in the distance, and asked with a gloomy face.

The young man's name was Agudo.

The physique is large and majestic, and the black and messy hair is tied into a headband, which is also decorated with strips of cloth, stones, animal teeth, and other ornaments.

Agudo did not answer in a hurry, but reverently finished the great gift of three bows and nine bows.

Only then did he raise his head, revealing a rough but innocent face, and he said calmly, "Although the walls of Shangdu are magnificent, there are the bones of my Azu buried underneath. Although the Great Moon Dynasty was powerful in the past, it only belonged to the heirs of the Golden Family, what does it have to do with us? ”

"Didn't those Ming Iron Riders slaughter your parents?" Qin Shuo said with an ugly face.

"My father was a slave herding horses for the Golden Family, and he was tied to a tree and whipped to death because he lost a warhorse. In order to raise our brother, my mother did not hesitate to sell her body without dignity, and finally contracted the disease and died. ”

Agudo replied, "In this way, those Great Ming warriors are not only not my enemies, but the benefactors who help me avenge my hatred. ”

"You-"

Qin Shuo gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to point at Aguduo's eyes, but he couldn't say anything for a while.

"There is no shame, pigs and dogs are not as good!" Qin Shuo waved his hand vigorously and scolded loudly, the anger on his face was obvious, he had rarely been so out of shape. A feeling of betrayal rose irrepressibly in his heart, and this sense of powerlessness was so strong, even more than the fear he had when he faced Su Heng at the beginning.

He didn't want to say anything more to his former friend.

Qin Shuo's toes lightly touched the ground, and the whole person galloped upwards like an arrow off the string.

"What are you going to do?"

Taiyi Zhenren's cold words sounded in Qin Shuo's mind.

"I'm going to destroy the stone tablet that bewitched the world, and tear off the mask on that monster's face, so that everyone can see his ugly and hideous face clearly!" Qin Shuo gritted his teeth and said, the muscles on his face twitched with anger, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Stupid!"

Taiyi Zhenren's voice exploded in Qin Shuo's mind.

At the same time, a ripple-like immortal power came rapidly from a distant place, and Qin Shuo's body was frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

"Temporary success or failure is nothing, only those who can truly transcend the years are the final winners."

Taiyi Zhenren spoke, "That monster is indeed very strong, but he can't be rampant for too long. Once Immortal Venerable wakes up, his life and the chaos in front of him will surely come to an end. Thousands of years later, when you look back on the past, these experiences will become a worthless joke after your dinner, and he will only become a dust in history. ”

Qin Shuo gritted his teeth.

His excited emotions gradually calmed down because of Taiyi Zhenren's words.

"But......" He looked at the giant stone monument standing in the city, and still said with some hesitation, "Those stone monuments, as well as the martial artists who practice the crooked path of the evil sect, what should they do?" ”

"Hahaha!"

Taiyi Zhenren chuckled disappreciatively, "It's just some dust on the ground, just clean it up." No matter how powerful the ancient witch clan was, it was still completely wiped out by us and drowned in history. And at the moment, these demonic warriors are not worth mentioning. ”

"You have to remember that the true avenue is the exercises I have taught you, and everything else is false."

"I see, Master." Qin Shuo nodded.

But even so.

The aura emanating from the stone tablet still made him feel faintly uneasy.

Even, a desire rooted in his blood drove him, and every cell in his body seemed to roar, allowing him to comprehend the true meaning contained in it. It was as if he were a bird in a cage, and the key to open the cage was placed in the stone tablet in front of him.

Tick!

A drop of cold sweat fell from Qin Shuo's forehead.

He forcibly looked away, feeling empty in his heart, and his whole body was full of a sense of exhaustion.

"How are the two exercises I taught you doing now?" Taiyi Zhenren's voice continued to come.

"Returning to the Master." Qin Shuo gathered his mind and replied, "The Tribulation Sutra has already been introduced, and the Lock Heart Seal has been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, and he has a deep understanding. ”

"Well, that's good."

There was a hint of satisfaction in Taiyi Zhenren's voice, "You are excellent in both understanding and bones, and what is even more rare is that your mood is indomitable, which is rare in the world." It is precisely for this reason that I will make an exception to accept you as a personal disciple. ”

"Of course, you're doing it yourself."

Taiyi Zhenren spoke again, his light voice full of calmness and confidence, "Continue to develop at this pace, and wait until you have cultivated these two exercises to the Dacheng realm." If you meet that princess again, killing her is like stepping on an ant, so that you can see the orthodox Xuangong of my fairy world, which is far from being something that can easily touch the porcelain. ”

"Obey the teachings of the master!" Qin Shuo took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the clouds in front of him had dissipated, and he suddenly opened up.

There is no longer the depression and gloom of the past.

(End of chapter)