Chapter 371 – The Capital of a Great Emperor
Chapter 371 – The Great Emperor’s Capital
Yuan Chengfeng three people and Shui Qingliu a group of people according to the route together to return to the capital of the Great Zhou, even the degree of anxiety is not less than Xin Zhuo, Ji Jiwei in the hearts of the people in the position, seems to be not than Xin Zhuo their mother and son relationship is not too far from the difference.
Xin Zhuo, on the other hand, put down a piece of mind, with Cicada Yi and Qing Ge two girls hurriedly returned to West Qin.
Although West Qin is not in the eyes of Jiang Huan and Jiang Wuche, these two people’s minds are very deep and difficult to discern, but he Xin Zhuo valued, West Qin he paid too much effort, is the fundamental of his life not to mention the West Qin land of the sacrifice of the spirit and Confucianism, is his breakthrough to the Earth Immortal’s hope and the key!
This side has just traveled 300 miles, Li Guangling came out from nowhere, a gloomy face roared: “Jiang puppy, how should we settle this account? I was almost pitted to death by you!”
Xin Zhuo surprised to see him out of the mountain pass, very doubtful that this old boy has the ability to track, or in their own body planted some kind of strange ancient magical signs, laughed: “Big brother said what, both of us did not die, is not a great disaster will not die, there will be a blessing later? Go, go, go back to Western Qin to enjoy the happiness, want a woman? Princess of the Western Region, watery, humming.”
“Is this …… appropriate?”
Li Guangling looked at Cicada Yi and Qing Ge in a serious manner.
He realized that he had been eaten to death by this kid Jiang Yuqing, across the front has been pitched, paid so much, and gave up after a big disaster, how worthless? Laozi doesn’t pretend anymore.
Cicada Yi and Qing Ge looked at each other and lowered their heads in silence.
Xin Zhuo patted Li Guangling’s shoulder: “It’s too appropriate! Walking?”
“Walk! Who’s afraid of who?”
Li Guangling looked righteous.
The four of them ran all the way, and after a few hundred miles they changed to the Western Thousand Mile Demon Horse, which was ten feet in an instant.
Three days later, the front is about to enter the Western Qin’s “Cebu Spirit State” territory, the border of the army of small countries more, but thousands of miles of open grassland, Western Qin if the attack, defense is not defensible.
Xin Zhuo scanned the mountain grass and wildflowers after the summer, and looked toward the blue sky and white clouds, soon to enter the Western Qin, there are some things that he would like to ask the old monster: “Big brother, do you know about the martial arts world?”
The four words “martial arts heyday” have been stigmatized recently, literally, it is the heyday of the martial arts cultivators, but how can the martial arts cultivators have a heyday?
After seven days of green rain, martial artists are advancing at a rapid pace, just like playing, is it not a heyday?
Therefore, what is a martial arts heyday is related to what West Qin should do in the future, and how should one’s own path be taken!
In case many irresistible factors will occur, it is better to make preparations sooner or later.
Li Guangling, who was falling into some kind of strange state of solitude, sniffed back: ”Of course I know! But that’s not how it was called in the year Laozi lived, we all called it the Martial Way Recovery!”
“Tell me more?” Xin Zhuo asked curiously, recovery?
Cicada Yi and Qing Ge also blinked their eyes and looked.
“This matter is a long story!”
Li Guangling lamented: “It is said that there were great emperors 10,000 years ago, do you know about great emperors?”
Xin Zhuo nodded his head and said in a serious manner: “My son has the qualifications of a great emperor that kind of great emperor?”
“Your son does not have, where is the great emperor’s qualifications? You this blasphemy great emperor, do not want a small life?”
Li Guangling was suddenly enraged, showing his teeth as if he had been greatly insulted.
“Yes!” Xin Zhuo collected his jokes and washed his ears, “Please speak!”
“It is rumored that ten thousand years ago, when a martial artist breaks through the void, he can achieve the position of a great emperor, a great emperor is the supreme martial artist, who can ignore distance, time, life and death, and live forever, with a single move the sky crumbles, and his words follow the law ……”
Li Guangling fell into some kind of wandering and longing, a good while and said: “But the great emperor is not tolerated by the heavenly immortals, the immortals and the great emperor combat, straight to fight the mountains and rivers broken, the martial arts dead, the great emperor also died tragically Xianfanhai!
Then entered the dark age of martial arts, the meaning of the dark age is that it is very difficult for martial artists to live forever, the first grade is the end of the line, the immortal masters want to transcend, will be struck by the heavenly lightning killed!
But everything is not absolute, every change of dynasties will appear martial arts, a great age, a great age, the Immortal transcendence, into the nineteenth realm!
But this is very difficult to last, often one or two hundred years, the transcendent basically die of old age, once again into the Dark Ages, a product is the peak of the martial arts!
In that case, do you understand?” Xin Zhuo hesitantly asked, “Where did you hear about these ……?”
Even if he could understand the existence of such things as “great emperors”, but the sudden appearance of immortals is more or less a bit false, we are still in the stage of practicing martial arts, great emperors and immortals is not too much bullshit? And 10,000 years ago ……
As the Lord of Western Qin, the world’s canonical books are omnipresent, never read the relevant records, you Li Guangling how do you know?
Li Guangling was stunned for a moment: “Little Li Zhang miscellaneous talk wide record, what’s wrong?”
“What kind of martial arts expert is Little Li Zhang?” Cicada Yi and Qing Ge subconsciously asked.
Li Guangling seriously said: “This person is eight hundred years ago in the Great Yan country Eagle Beach House Flower House on a street selling burnt cakes, but you can not underestimate him, this person is not only a good burnt cake, chess, qin, calligraphy and painting, playing and singing everything, especially a song ‘three sister-in-laws return to their mother’s home’, really is a masterpiece!”
“Heh ……” Cicada Yi and Qing Ge turned their heads away, no longer able to raise half an interest.
Xin Zhuo frowned: “I’m having a serious discussion with you!”
“I’m serious!” Li Guangling spread his hands.
Xin Zhuo silently looked at him and made a summary: “So a martial arts heyday is when a group of Earth Immortals break through the eighteen realms after every dynasty change?”
Li Guangling smiled bashfully and said in a tight-lipped manner, “In the past it was, this …… time it must not be!”
Xin Zhuo suddenly felt that this old thing’s bottom was very deep and asked: “Then what will it be like this time?”
Li Guangling tightened his warhorse and said with incomparable seriousness: “Heaven and earth collapsed, ten thousand years of piled up super twenty realms of martial arts saint rulers, heaven’s pride, and demons came out, demon saint rulers piled up, and a hundred schools of people were united in a fight for the position of the great emperor, and a duel with the immortals!
Heaven and earth expand a million miles away, flying stones in the sky, the sun and the moon transformed, and in an instant heaven and earth changed color.
You Great Zhou and Western Qin are just like playing around, they are simply little dolls playing house!”
Xin Zhuo blinked his eyes: “This is also what Little Li Zhang said?”
“That’s not!”
Li Guangling smiled smugly : “This was said by Li Jiugong, the beggar on the street back then, he said that he and the previous Great Emperor were relatives, cousins all in the 278 realms!”
“Pfft ……” Cicada Yi and Qing Ge couldn’t help but laugh out loud as well.
Xin Zhuo felt that this old ghost’s bottom was gone and said, “Very well! The next great emperor is me, Jiang Yuqing, right, do you believe it?”
“I believe a ball! I’ll spray you with horse shit! Your qualification in the ancient times, a bubble of urine bared thirty dead!”
Li Guangling was talking nonsense, but he had extra respect for the word “Great Emperor”.
Xin Zhuo stopped playing around and asked again, “Last question, tell me the truth, how did you survive for hundreds of years? What method did you use?”
He recalled Tianmen Valley’s Yan Kaishan, the Ox Clan’s Gadfly Ancestor True Spirit and the Vermillion Bird True Spirit sealed inside the ball, all of these existences kept their true spirits intact in some strange way.
The point of existing in such a way was naturally to prepare to live again.
Li Guangling fell into deep thought for a long time before letting out a long sigh: ”My lifespan ended at that time, and by chance I found a way to freeze my consciousness, fake death and not perish, and I might be resurrected some other day, the times have changed, and my lifespan will naturally be longer, but I was dug out by a group of grandsons.
As a result, I was dug up by a group of grandchildren, who said they learned to dig people’s ancestral graves from Xin Zhuo, and looked at my grave very much like the ancestors of Shaolin and Wudang, which is very annoying, Shaolin and Wudang are only how many years old, and why are their ancestors buried together with my old man?
As for the rest, you don’t ask, I don’t really understand, I district earth immortal, where do I know too much?”
Xin Zhuo carefully sized him up, looking straight at Li Guangling uncomfortably, he also stopped talking and turned his head to look into the distance, only to see thousands of aggressive iron cavalry clustered around a seven-horse empty chariot ushering in from afar.
The Western Qin army had come to greet them!
(End of chapter)