True Qi, which had been silent for nearly twenty years, exploded in one day.

There is no half-point reservation.

The skin dissolves, but it brings more power.

Within a few feet of Wei Chuanming's body, his true qi was almost condensed into substance, and he smashed forward desperately.

The Grandmaster fights for his life and ignites flesh and blood.

Decades of practice have been dissipated once in exchange for a moment of brilliance.

This is the time when the Grandmaster is at his strongest, and it is also the saddest time for the Grandmaster.

With a lifetime of hard work, in exchange for a moment of glory.

There is no doubt that Wei Chuanming succeeded.

At a time when life is extremely threatened, at a time when the Grandmaster's body is about to be burned.

The invisible power that suppressed him was finally loosened, and the authority belonging to the grandmaster returned!

In Wei Chuanming's eyes, blood flowed down, and he laughed and said, "I am the Grandmaster!"

Rumble!

With a punch, even the air was screaming, and the extreme power was accompanied by a massive amount of true qi, which was undoubtedly displayed.

Boom!!!

The fist landed on the golden barrier in front of the blood-robed monk, and the barrier, which had originally appeared impregnable, swayed with large ripples visible to the naked eye, flickering wildly.

Without a moment's pause, Wei Chuanming's fist was like a dragon, penetrating his whole body, mobilizing all his strength, and attacking almost frantically in front of him.

True qi is like grinding, fists and fists.

said that it was slow, but in fact, since Wei Chuanming attacked and then exploded, it was only a few breaths of time.

When the fist once again landed on the golden barrier in front of the blood-robed monk, the barrier was finally unstoppable and stretched to the limit.

It exploded with a "bang" and dissolved between heaven and earth.

The blood-robed monk was completely exposed in front of Wei Chuanming, who was a little emaciated.

"You"

It was only at this time that the blood-robed monk finally came back to his senses, and looked at Wei Chuanming in front of him as if he had come from hell with a dumbfounded expression, and his body was cold.

The strength of this kind of power, I'm afraid it's close to building a foundation!

How could the natives of the Nether Realm, who had no aura to speak of, burst out with such a powerful force?

For a while, the blood-robed monk was in a state of revenishment, and he was about to make a move.

But Wei Chuanming's speed is much faster than his.

The lion fights the rabbit, and it still needs all its strength.

Wei Chuanming, who ignited the flesh and blood, had no time to waste, and the grandmaster's fighting will and fighting habits had already been embedded in his mind.

The ferocious true qi was like a frenzied tide, sweeping in all directions, forcibly blocking the connection between the blood-robed monk and the aura, Wei Chuanming stepped forward and slammed his knee into the blood-robed monk's life.

It doesn't matter if the move looks good or not, it doesn't matter if it's subtle or not, as long as it can achieve the desired effect, it's the best move.

"Click."

With a crisp sound, a piece of jade pendant hanging from the blood-robed monk's waist suddenly cracked, blocking the attack towards Wei Chuanming.

However, after all, it cannot dissolve all the power.

In an instant, the blood-robed monk's body bent like a prawn, and the pain was almost extreme, interrupting the spell that had not yet had time to be cast.

Wei Chuanming unceremoniously struck another elbow blow and fell to the head.

Pain through the heavens!

This time, nothing can stand in the way anymore.

"Bang".

It's like a watermelon bursting.

A headless corpse fell straight into the curling stream of blood on the cold ground, silent.

Wei Chuanming looked at the headless corpse, sneered, and said, "Cultivator, it's nothing remarkable. ”

"Uncle Wei!"

Mo Feng, who got up from the ground, looked at Wei Chuanming as if he was like a god descending from heaven in a daze, and couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth.

"You, you're the Grandmaster?"

Mo Feng ran over quickly and asked in disbelief.

They have been together for nearly twenty years, although all his martial arts were taught by Wei Chuanming, but they never thought that Wei Chuanming himself was actually a grandmaster!

Over the years, they have encountered a lot of fights, and there are also dangerous situations, and it is not until today that this big secret is discovered!

"Of course I am, what do you think?"

Wei Chuanming raised his head, looked at Mo Feng with his chin, and said with great pride.

Grandmaster, the master, understand?

"too"

Mo Feng just wanted to clap his hands, but when he looked at it, Wei Chuanming's body was still burning with black flames, and he said in shock: "Uncle Wei, fire!"

"Huh?"

Wei Chuanming squinted at him.

"You're still stained with black fire!"

Mo Feng said anxiously.

"Oh."

Wei Chuanming responded without being salty.

He looked down at the headless corpse at his feet and kicked it.

The headless corpse was tossed up like a broken sack, rolling on the ground for a dozen times before it gradually stopped.

The true qi around his body gradually converged, but the black fire contaminated on his body was still burning his body.

It hurts.

"Water, I'll look for water."

Mo Feng was in a hurry, and was about to make a move, but was pulled by a hand.

"Don't be stupid, you can't extinguish it."

Wei Chuanming spat out a mouthful of bright red saliva and said as if he was fine.

"So what to do?"

Mo Feng hurriedly asked.

"What to do, what to do, you will ask what to do? Cold salad!"

Wei Chuanming reprimanded him loudly, "There is no way, just wait for death!" ”

Mo Feng froze in place, at a loss.

Wei Chuanming frowned and scolded: "There is always something that can't be helped, you have to ask every time?"

Because you don't have enough strength, because you have to work hard, okay?

There are so many ways to do it, it's nothing more than to sacrifice your life!"

It's nothing more than laying down your life.

If you don't give up your life, you will die first.

Sacrifice your life, but you can still change it.

So what are you waiting for?

It's just a pity, a generation of grandmasters, dying in this kind of broken place where I don't even know what the name is, or exchanging my life with an obviously evil demon Dao person, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to be sung.

After all, it's not a big deed.

I didn't expect that my life's wish could not be fulfilled.

Mo Feng didn't speak, he seemed to be running crazy.

Ran to the spirit plant that was watered with blood and uprooted it directly.

"Uncle Wei, eat! Eat him and you'll be fine! ”

Mo Feng said eagerly.

Wei Chuanming looked at him coldly and didn't answer.

"Eat!"

Mo Feng anxiously stuffed the spirit plant into Wei Chuanming's mouth.

"Fool."

Wei Chuanming slapped him away with a palm.

Mo Feng stumbled and fell to the ground, along with the spirit plant in his hand.

"It's useless, my body, I know it far better than you."

Wei Chuanming shook his head lightly and sat on the ground, his waist straight.

That's fine.

Nineteen years ago, he deserved to die.

The existence was generous, spared his life, and threw out the Xia Dynasty with all beards and tails.

He didn't even really completely abolish his cultivation, before he died, before he was about to die, he was still able to get back the glory that belonged to the grandmaster.

It belongs to the Grandmaster's way of death.

That's good, too.

Wei Chuanming's gaze looked around.

Bloodstained and bloody.

I don't know how many people were slaughtered by the blood-robed monk and became nourishment for watering the spirit plant.

Now that Mo Feng had pulled up the spirit plant, the blood that was originally bright red and like moving blood began to turn purple and black at an extremely fast speed, and an indescribable stench filled the place.

The corpses placed around were rapidly decomposing, and the stench was full.

In a very short period of time, everything is passing by at a rapid pace, and the people who should have died are really dead this time.

Wei Chuanming exhaled lightly.

The blood-robed monk made such a heavy blood debt, and what he asked for was a spiritual treasure, and there was still a physical object.

When he was in the Xia Dynasty and served as the secretary of the military department, the reason why he wanted to start a war was just to leave his name and surname in the history of the Xia Dynasty.

Imaginary things and real things are only for themselves, who is more noble?

If he succeeds, there must be far more dead than now, and the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood are not exaggerated.

No matter how nice it sounds, war is an atrocity of the strong against the weak.

In fact, he didn't think about spreading the glory of the Xia Dynasty to farther places.

Until he became an ordinary person.

Really get out of the Xia Dynasty and see the world outside.

It's not easy to live!

Just trying to stay alive and doing your best is not necessarily enough.

The love of the Mohists, the benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism, and the laws of Legalism are all very good things.

A little outside, but not much.

It was like a dark night, with a little glow of fireflies.

Far less than the Xia Dynasty.

If you can go back again, if you can choose again.

He may go to war again, and this time, it will not be for his own name.

Pity.

When the Grandmaster was in power, he couldn't figure this out.

When I wasn't a grandmaster, I was deeply touched but couldn't do anything about it.

It's like there's an invisible chasm between the two.

By the time I realized it, it was too late.

"Mo Feng."

In the silence, Wei Chuanming spoke, breaking the silence.

"Huh?"

Mo Feng hurriedly responded.

"Don't forget what you want to do, think clearly, what you're doing it for. Willing to lay down one's life, that's not enough. There are not many people in this world who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of silver, but what is there to praise about it? ”

This time, Wei Chuanming no longer reprimanded him, and used a very calm voice to tell the most obvious truth.

"A manly man, born in the world, must stand up to the heavens and the earth. It should be praised, and it should be feared no matter how bad it is.

An ordinary life, an ordinary death, life like rotten wood, death like rotten grass, isn't it a trip to the world in vain?"

Wei Chuanming looked into Mo Feng's eyes and said, "It's a pity that I don't have this opportunity." I had done something wrong and realized that it was too late.

But you are still young, and you have caught up with the way it is now, and you can't make a difference.

If you really want to do something, don't stay in Daqi. You're alone, you're too stupid, and if you can't save a few people, you're afraid you'll die.

Go to the Xia Dynasty, go to the Xia Dynasty. There are people worth learning from, there are higher people who can withstand the wind and rain, and you can still grow. ”

"Me"

Mo Feng shook his head, wanting to say something.

Wei Chuanming directly interrupted: "You must know that even if it is Mozi, it was not achieved overnight back then, and the Mo family was directly established.

If it is a jade, it will collide with the clay pot without carving, and the decay of the Mo family is not a matter of course?

The Mo family is cheap and noble, this is very bad, you have to change it.

One day, I can't say that you can also become the giant of the Mo family, and you will regret Mozi's mistakes?

Without Mozi, the Mo family gradually declined, and it still used Mozi's morality.

If you can make the Mo family strong, can't An say that he is better than Mozi?"

Wei Chuanming laughed lightly, the flesh and blood on his face were blurred, and blood seeped down from this smile, hideous and terrifying.

Mo Feng didn't have time to answer, so he tore a piece of cloth from his body, wanting to bandage Wei Chuanming's wounds.

"Go to the Xia Dynasty."

Wei Chuanming looked at the busy Mo Feng indifferently and stopped it.

just said firmly: "Go to the Xia Dynasty!"

"Uncle Wei, don't talk yet"

Mo Feng said anxiously.

But before he finished speaking, Wei Chuanming, who was sitting there cross-legged with a straight back, suddenly collapsed.

Mo Feng froze in place, not moving for a long time.

The mountains and fields are silent.

The only person standing there was like a sculpture, and there was nowhere to put his gaze.

One hundred and fifty-six years of the Xia Dynasty.

Liu Qingming didn't have the heart to study the formation anymore.

In three days, they will look at the sky in a daze.

In the palace of the Xia Dynasty, many monks often did the same.

Even Emperor Qizhi, when he has spare time, will often look at the sky.

According to Liu Qingming, since the idiot replied to him, it should be enough to come over within a year or two.

But it's been three years, what about people?

Why didn't you even bring back a message?

This is undoubtedly quite confusing, and with it a hint of trepidation.

Some things, knowing that it is coming, of course, make people feel more stressed, but if the time does not come, the pressure will increase several times.

It was the leakage of the rumors, which led to the intervention of higher-level beings; Or maybe you had an accident and didn't arrive on time?

None of the consequences can be borne by the Xia Dynasty.

The best and best result was nothing more than something else that caused the trip to the Xia Dynasty to be delayed.

But there should always be news!

Waiting left and right, it's really grinding.

"Report to Your Majesty, another person in the Fish Dragon Guard has been promoted to build the foundation!"

While thinking about it, a monk from the Fish Dragon Guard came to report the new good news.

The Xia Dynasty has not been without any changes over the years.

What is visible to the naked eye is a significant increase in the number of monks, accompanied by the appearance of foundation monks.

Twenty years of achievement to build the foundation, this time is much faster than when the mountains are not around.

But is it really that the monks of the Xia Dynasty are more talented?

Not really.

First, because if it recovers today, it is not the same as the Buzhou Mountain Range, and the supply of spiritual treasures collected by the Xia Dynasty far exceeds that of the Buzhou Mountain Range.

Second, it is because of the immortal nether realm, which has its own elixir for increasing cultivation.

At least Si Mingguan has a lot on him, and he also knows the method of alchemy.

Today's situation can no longer be the same as the overstretched petty family spirit of the Buzhou Mountains.

Compared with the blind self-cultivation in the past, it is not impossible to discount the time spent now.

Moreover, those with high-grade spiritual roots will naturally be carefully cultivated, and there is never a shortage of elixirs, and the time required to accumulate will naturally be greatly shortened.

And since the immortal nether realm, the fish dragon guard has all been dispatched, and the method of cultivation is no longer a secret.

The Xia Dynasty also began to test the cultivation qualifications openly, and now in just a few years, there are thousands of practitioners in the country.

Of course, with so many cultivators, the Xia Dynasty would definitely not be able to make offerings.

Even more than 500 fish dragon guards are now raised with gritted teeth, so it is extremely difficult, if it were not for Si Mingguan of the Ten Thousand Law Alliance, the Xia Dynasty would not be able to withstand it.

The higher you go in your practice, the more resources you need.

Cultivators in the early stage of Qi cultivation do not need much resources, and can absorb the aura of heaven and earth on their own.

But in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, there is a demand for Lingzhen, otherwise the time required for cultivation will increase significantly.

And in the late stage of Qi cultivation, one or two Lingzhen plants were not enough at all

If you really want to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi cultivation by yourself, I'm afraid it will take more than ten years.

Xia Chao didn't dare, and he didn't want to wait, so he simply smashed it hard, and smashed out the foundation to at least face today's ordinary situation.

As for the other thousands of cultivators, in addition to those with extremely high cultivation talents, they could only be guided by the Xia Dynasty and cultivated their own asceticism.

It was only at this time that Emperor Qizhi understood the preciousness of the great medicine.

What if there are thousands of practitioners?

Can you afford it?

If you can't afford it, then you can't be considered a real person, and you can find another opportunity.

He also finally understood why most of the ordinary Little Immortal Sects only had a few dozen people.

It's not that you can't accept it, it's that you can't raise it if you do!

I can only watch as some of the talents that originally belonged to the Xia Dynasty drain away, in vain.

Sometimes, if you are too strong, you will feel distressed.

It's really painful and happy.

"Not bad."

A smile also rose on Emperor Qizhi's face, this was good news after all.

Until the guards told him another news.

Lingzhen of the Xia Dynasty. Bottomed out.

Good news: we've smashed the foundation.

The bad news: I really smashed my belongings.

"I see."

Emperor Qizhi rubbed his eyebrows and said, "You go out first." ”

If this problem is not solved, the fish dragon guard will not be able to make a fortune.

The Immortal Dao is obviously a relationship between the high level and the death of people, and it takes a lot of spiritual cultivation to build the foundation, but also so that someone can hold the façade.

But after all, the Xia Dynasty had a huge and extensive territory, and it was far from enough to have a façade alone.

Relying on throttling is doomed to be fruitless.

There has to be a way to open source.

Mr. Gu. Outside of the Gu family's courtyard, you can open up the spiritual field, right?

By the way, there are still many lawless monks outside, and the rich foundation of the Xia Dynasty should also make some contributions!

(End of chapter)