Chapter 1971: Qingluo Martial Arts Pavilion
Military!
It is the "name" of the Seventh Age Responder.
Obviously, "Wu", like "Wu", is not their real name, but represents a unique symbolic meaning.
Wu represents the era of witches.
Wu, naturally, represents the era of martial arts!
This also means that the Seventh Age, before the Eighth Age, was a world dominated entirely by "Martial Arts Civilization"!
Martial arts!
Chen Xi is no stranger to him, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that the martial arts he understood represented more of a fighting method and a spirit of will, rather than a cultivation system.
Obviously, all of this is completely different from the cultivation system that dominated the entire Martial Era.
In Wu's memory, he was full of fear, even fear, of this Seventh Age's robber.
When Wu first stepped into the door of the end of the law and came to this catastrophic place, he also encountered the same situation as Chen Xi, and was attacked by Wu and tried to wipe him out.
However, in the end, it was narrowly destroyed by Witchcraft.
Since then, Wu has held a grudge against Wu.
It's just that with his strength, he can't help Wu at all, so in these boundless years, he can only endure and try his best to avoid conflict with Wu.
How powerful is Wu?
In Wu's memory, it seemed very vague, because even he couldn't say for sure.
And now, as Wu was wiped out by Chen Xi, the seal of Wu fell into Chen Xi's hands, and all these memories were also spied on by Chen Xi.
......
Quietly staring at Emperor Wu City in the distance for a long time, Chen Xi's figure finally flashed, his hands behind his back, and his steps were not hurried towards the city gate.
As soon as you enter the city gates, it is like entering a completely different world.
The sky is clear and clear, the sun is bright, the white clouds like cotton wool, and the land is full of buildings, streets in all directions, and endless people......
The bustling crowd emitted a noisy and lively sound wave, filling the heavens and the earth, shrouding the entire city with a breath of red dust.
Thousands of red dust, prosperous like brocade, joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows and joys of life and death are all interpreted, depicting a lifelike picture of all beings in the world.
Seeing all this, Chen Xi narrowed his eyes and continued to walk along the bustling bluestone street.
Along the way, he saw a pot-bellied rich businessman spending a lot of money just to buy a green house, and the Pomeranian smiled.
I also saw the scrawny beggar curled up in the dark corner of the street, and the dirty and immature cheeks were full of numbness.
I saw the warriors in fresh clothes roaring through the streets in groups, their spirits were flying, and their eyes were full of longing for the future.
I also saw the old man sitting alone in the teahouse, listening to the singer gently singing an unknown sad ballad.
......
"It seems that in the years that I have been trapped in this catastrophic place, this 'Wu' is even more lonely than 'Wu'. β
Chen Xi stood at the end of the street, looking back at the crowd of beings in the red dust and turbidity, his expression became more and more indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations.
At the end of this street, there is an ancient vicissitudes of life, dense green radish vines are reflected in the building, and the fine white flowers are dotted among the green poillos, swaying in the sun, revealing a full of vitality.
Chen Xi looked at this ancient building, and on the central portal of the building, there was a wooden plaque that was a little shabby, which read "Qingluo Martial Arts Hall".
A name that looks ordinary, even a little ridiculous.
Qingluo is a green and pleasant plant, which is more often used as a girl's name, but now it is a little subtle when paired with the martial arts hall.
Chen Xi could even be sure that with this name, he was afraid that he would be ridiculed and ridiculed by many martial artists passing by.
It's too girly, not domineering.
That's the reason for ridicule.
Martial arts hall, the place of preaching and teaching, the place of tempering one's own martial arts, how can you take such a small jasper-like name?
But Chen Xi didn't smile at this moment, he stared at this wooden plaque for a long time, and finally pushed open the closed door and walked in.
"The road of martial arts is long and long-term, if you want to go further, you must lay a solid foundation, and you can't be ambitious!"
"Martial arts are the first heavy, refining skin is like iron, quenching bones are like steel!
"The second level of martial arts, refining blood is like pulp, refining the intestines is like thunder! When you reach this realm, you can be called a warrior!"
In the courtyard of the martial arts hall, a group of heroic young men and women dressed in strong clothes stood solemnly, with meticulous expressions and serious concentration.
Before them, a dignified middle-aged man was preaching.
The setting sun is like fire, sprinkling orange light, covering this courtyard with a layer of illusory luster, solemn and sacred.
When Chen Xi entered, he stood silently on one side, quietly looking at those young men and women, listening to the majestic middle-aged man who continued to impart knowledge about martial arts.
Strangely, as if no one had noticed him, a stranger who had come out of nowhere, everything was going on in an orderly manner.
"In short, martial artists, samurai, martial artists, great martial artists, and martial sects are the six realms of martial arts cultivation! Every step is comparable to the heavenly moat, the higher the realm, the more difficult and difficult it is, and there is no shortcut at all! If you feel afraid, you can leave now!"
There was a compelling majesty in the middle-aged man's voice, and his eyes swept over the young boys and girls.
Everyone was silent, no one answered, and there was a hint of determination in their expressions, obviously, no one wanted to leave at this moment.
Perhaps, many of them are just self-esteem and unwilling to admit that they are inferior to others, but when this scene was seen by the middle-aged man, a look of relief still appeared on his cheeks.
"Alright, that's all for the first day of teaching......"
The middle-aged man waved his hand, and it was about to end, but was interrupted by a childish and clear voice.
"Master, I have one more question. β
This is a thin young man, his eyebrows and eyes are immature, but his eyes are firm and sharp like a falcon, and his expression is resolute and calm.
"You say. β
The middle-aged man frowned.
"I want to know, above the six realms of martial arts, is there a more powerful realm?"
When he said this, the thin young man's eyes lit up, revealing a touch of burning and longing.
"Yes, when you get to that point, you'll understand. β
The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised, but finally nodded, and then turned away.
"Ha, junior brother, you are really crazy, you are actually thinking about a higher level than the six realms of martial arts. β
"Didn't you listen to what Shizun said at the beginning, practicing martial arts is the most taboo and ambitious, junior brother, your mentality is a little impetuous. β
"Hehe, don't hit the little junior brother, in case they really reach such an incredible point in the future, then do you dare to say that?"
"Just him, hmph, I'd rather believe that there is a ghost in this world than believe that he can do it, don't believe it, we'll see!"
After the middle-aged man left, a group of young boys and girls also let out a burst of laughter, ridiculing the thin young man, but there was not much malice, just a kind of competition between young people.
And all the while, the thin boy kept smiling, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he didn't seem to care what the people around him thought of him.
Eventually, only the thin boy was left in the courtyard, and the lively atmosphere became deserted, silent and quiet.
"Do you think I'm ridiculous too?"
Suddenly, the thin young man looked at Chen Xi in the distance, with a hint of inquiry in his expression.
"What do you think?"
Chen Xi asked rhetorically.
The thin boy was stunned, his originally bright eyes became flat, and a touch of loneliness appeared on his resolute and determined face.
After a long time, he sighed and said, "Ridiculous, not only ridiculous, but also very naΓ―ve." β
After a pause, he suddenly smiled again: "However, I don't regret it at all, if I could go back to the beginning, I would resolutely ask this and do it." β
In his voice, there was a deep remembrance, which was like a young man, and his tone was clearly like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes and penetrated the falsehood.
Chen Xi nodded, as if he understood: "However, you can't go back." β
The thin boy sighed again: "Yes, I can't go back......"
There was a touch of sadness in his voice.
He looked at the green radish vines hidden on the wall of the martial arts hall, and suddenly said, "Do you know, why this place is called the Qingluo Martial Arts Hall?"
Without waiting for Chen Xi to answer, he said to himself: "Because my master's favorite daughter is called Qingluo, she is a kind and shy girl, and her appearance is not beautiful, but in front of her, I always feel ashamed of myself and feel an inexplicable inferiority......"
"Until I defeat all the enemies and become the master of the whole world, but whenever I think of her pure eyes, I still feel unconfident, and I feel that no matter how hard I try, no matter how high the honor, it is difficult to be worthy of her. β
The voice was lonely, like a whisper, revealing an indescribable sadness.
"Where's she?"
Chen Xi asked.
"Dead. β
The thin boy replied calmly, without any mood swings.
Speaking of this, he didn't seem to want to mention this topic again, looked at Chen Xi, and said, "Thank you, it's been a long time since I've talked to people about these things like this now, which feels very good." β
Chen Xi said: "You're welcome, it's a gesture." β
The thin boy smiled, his hands behind his back, and his waist straightened sharply.
All of a sudden, his whole person's momentum changed suddenly, his eyes were as cold as electricity, and his whole body was filled with a terrifying majesty, as if he had become the supreme master of this world in an instant, and there was a kind of compelling momentum that swallowed mountains and rivers and dominated the world!
There is no doubt that this thin young man is "Wu", the one who opened the door to the end of the law in the Seventh Era!
"Alright, now it's time to get down to business. If my guess is correct, you are the ninth Avatar to come to this land of catastrophe, and you have obviously slain the witch and stripped him of the seal of the witch that belongs to him, and I wonder how you have managed to get to this point with the abilities you have shown so far?"
Wu's eyes were like electricity, Huo Ran locked on Chen Xi, his expression was indifferent and cold, completely different from the sentimental appearance just now.
makes people even suspect that if Chen Xi doesn't answer in time, he will not hesitate to kill Chen Xi as soon as possible!