Wan Yanxun's hearty laughter made people wake up from their nightmares.

When they came back to their senses, they looked at the mountain behind Lingying Palace again.

In front of him, there is still an earthy yellow giant sword that penetrates the sky and the earth.

Where are there still strange ghostly figures.

Calm.

Serene.

Except for the collapsed back mountain, everything is superb.

People looked at each other and fell silent.

Although the scene just now was like a nightmare, it was actually a nightmare.

But when everything returned to normal, they couldn't help but feel lost and regretful.

Except for Qin Haoran, no one knew what was going on.

Qin Haoran sighed deeply.

He bowed three times in the direction of the mountain.

This is a tribute to the Heavenly Sword Wan Yan Xun, a generation of supreme grandmasters.

Because Qin Haoran understood that the Heavenly Sword had completely disappeared.

He fulfilled his dream.

After 900 years, he finally broke the nightmare left by Emperor Wu for him back then, and walked out of his own extreme path.

Even if only one person can witness his legend now.

Even if only one person can understand his feelings now.

After worshipping Yan Xun.

Qin Haoran knelt on his knees, did not dislike the dust on the ground at all, and bowed to the direction of the mountain behind the Lingying Palace again with a five-body bow.

In the eyes of everyone, who were either puzzled or surprised, Qin Haoran said respectfully.

"Minister, Qin Zhongjun, Marquis of Jingshan in the Great Song Dynasty, send Emperor Wu to the Holy Driver."

After solemnly speaking, Qin Haoran kowtowed again in the direction of the back mountain, and his slender and slender body lay on the cold and dirty ground, and did not get up until a moment.

Except for Xuan Xiaoxiu, the others all looked strange, and their eyes looking at Qin Haoran were full of doubts.

Minister, the Great Song Jingshan waits for Qin Zhongjun, and sends Emperor Wu to the holy driver!

Just one sentence, but fifteen words, but full of slots.

Make them powerless to complain.

Except, Mingzhi Dao Chang.

He looked at Qin Haoran in disbelief, his eyes as warm as jade were full of doubts and thoughts.

As early as the first time he saw Qin Haoran, Daoist Mingzhi had already discovered Qin Haoran's difference.

His numerology is completely different from ordinary people!

Daoist Ming Zhi said solemnly: "Dare to ask the seniors, do you know what happened just now?" ”

Qin Haoran sighed and recounted the grievances and grievances between Emperor Wu and Heavenly Sword Wanyan Xun without the slightest omission.

The crowd was dumbfounded, and it only felt as if they were listening to ancient myths.

But what happened just now tells them that what they are hearing now is not a myth, but a real thing.

Nine hundred years ago.

Lingying Palace has given birth to a supreme grandmaster with amazing talents.

Nine hundred years ago.

An emperor like no other in the world came here and left behind a bluestone with an inscription.

Nine hundred years ago.

Full of unknowns.

It's full of incredible.

They can't even imagine why the world was so wonderful nine hundred years ago, why it was so different.

In modern times, why has it become like this?

Where did the extremely powerful cultivators of those days go?

Myths and legends, how true are they?

When Qin Haoran told the ancient story to the Dao Masters of the Lingying Palace, the members of the Security Bureau who were in charge of monitoring also came to their senses.

They looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

Shock.

Unparalleled shock.

Although the battle just now did not last more than a minute, the shock it brought to them was unforgettable for a lifetime.

Engraved in the depths of the soul.

Several people did not speak, but looked at the captain.

At this moment, they no longer know what to say, or even what to do next.

The current situation is too bizarre.

The supreme great master of 900 years ago!

The peerless emperor of martial arts!

Is this reasonable?

This doesn't make sense!

The captain didn't speak, his brows were tightly knit, staring at Qin Haoran, who was telling the ancient legends to the Dao Masters on the screen, sometimes with a fierce light, sometimes thoughtful, sometimes helpless.

Heavenly Sword finished Yan Xun and disappeared.

Emperor Wu disappeared.

Now only Qin Haoran is left.

If it was before, the captain supported the above decision, thinking that it would be more advantageous to put Qin Haoran outside and observe.

But after watching the battle between Yan Xun and Emperor Wu, and feeling the incredible power of the strongest martial artist, he hesitated.

Let Qin Haoran stay outside, there are too many unstable factors.

He's like a ticking time bomb.

No one knows when and where it will explode.

What's more, the captain doesn't know, there is still time.

More and more abnormal events made him wonder if he would continue to let Qin Haoran wander around, and the information obtained in this way would be too slow, and it might cause heavy losses to the country.

"The hunter calls the eagle, the hunter calls the eagle, whether to attack, whether to attack."

The captain's brows became tighter and tighter, just like the word Sichuan.

He didn't answer, staring at the monitor.

On the screen, Qin Haoran had a very happy conversation with the Taoist elders.

But when it comes to the stories and legends of Emperor Wu, Qin Haoran has twelve points of patience.

He was more than happy to share the legends and stories of Emperor Wu with anyone.

Daoist Ming Zhi and others were also fascinated by what they heard.

They seemed to follow Qin Haoran's narration and returned to the magnificent, mysterious, and unique martial arts world nine hundred years ago.

When he understood the whole story, Ming Zhi stroked his long beard and sighed with emotion.

"Emperor Wu is really an emperor who has never been seen in the ages."

"It's just that why is there such a big deviation between the history that Poor Dao knows and the history that his predecessors said?"

Daoist Mingzhi was extremely puzzled.

If it was before, he would definitely not believe Qin Haoran's words.

But anyone who watched the scene just now and saw the battle between the two true martial arts supreme powerhouses would still doubt those words and doubt the authenticity of the Martial Emperor.

Qin Haoran smiled bitterly and shook his head.

This is a question he could not answer.

This is also the question he is looking for answers.

Seeing this, Ming Zhi also knew that he could not get an answer.

He didn't ask any more questions, and changed the topic: "Dare to ask where the seniors are staying and where are they going?" ”

Qin Haoran said with a straight face: "The bluestone left by Emperor Wu has been damaged, but it also allows me to confirm that there is no problem with the history I know, but there is a problem with the history books of this era." ”

"So I want to continue to go south, looking for the ruins left by Emperor Wu, as well as Emperor Wu's peerless arsenal."

When Daoist Mingzhi heard this, he suddenly came to his senses.

His eyes were like bright lights, and he was so excited that the goat's beard trembled: "Peerless Arsenal, what is that?" ”

Qin Haoran did not hide it, and explained: "In his later years, Emperor Wu traveled the world, read the world's martial arts, integrated thousands of martial arts, and finally realized the Tao in Kunlun Mountain, leaving behind a treasure trove containing the mysteries of the world's martial arts. ”

"This treasure house is the unparalleled arsenal, also known as the treasure house of the Martial Emperor, the arsenal of the world."

"According to legend, if someone can understand Emperor Wu's will to tour the world back then, they can find the unparalleled arsenal in Kunlun Mountain and see the subtleties of the world's martial arts."

Daoist Ming Zhi was short of breath when he heard this, his eyes lit up, and he just wished that he couldn't see it immediately.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

In fact, outsiders can inquire about such secrets at will.

I was so confused that I forgot the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Ming Zhi Dao Chang blushed and said ashamedly: "Poor Dao never thought that the Peerless Arsenal would be so secret, it is really ........"

Qin Haoran raised his head and laughed, not caring at all.

He said with a smile: "Emperor Wu went against the great disapproval of the world and spread the martial arts, and finally opened up an unprecedented martial arts era in my Great Song Dynasty. ”

"Although I, Qin Haoran, don't have the ambition of Emperor Wu, nor do I have the ability of Emperor Wu to reach the sky, wouldn't it be beautiful if I could spread the will of Emperor Wu and the inheritance of Emperor Wu to the people of the world."

"Emperor Wu left the Peerless Arsenal, isn't it just so that future generations can climb the peak of martial arts and understand the wonders of martial arts."

When Daoist Ming Zhi heard this, he admired Emperor Wu very much.

Emperor Wu's mind can accommodate the world!

The wisdom of Emperor Wu illuminates the ages!

His expression was solemn, his arms were raised to his chest, and he bowed down and said: "It is the poor road who spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, which makes the seniors smile." ”

At the same time, a bright light flashed in the eyes of the leader of the security bureau surveillance team.

Emperor Wu's Treasury of Treasure!

The mystery of the world's martial arts!