Chapter 833 – Great Zhou Takes the Source, Will Enter the Half-Saint Realm in Fifty Years
Chapter 833 – Great Zhou Takes the Source, Will Enter the Half-Saint Realm in Fifty Years
Xin Zhuo spent nearly a day to re-rush back to the middle of the ruined plain where the original Qingfang was, only to see that the fog in front of his eyes was gone, and there was only that huge collapsed mountain and river, as if it were a relic after a natural disaster.
But where were the figures of Sai Qingzhu and Murong Huo and those people?
He sat in a hidden corner, silently waited for three hours, still none of them returned, but it was Little Yellow who somehow never drilled out, eating a big belly and waist, with an evil smile on his face, shaking his head and spitting out human words: “The master’s aura is more majestic, and his strength has grown again, it’s too tawdry.”
Xin Zhuo can not help but scratch his nose, for a moment or can not accept the small yellow will talk this kind of thing, for a while before asking: “Where did you go?”
Xiao Huang stood up, proudly: “A thousand miles around, all psychic small demons and monsters, all respect us as the king, the master wants to eat delicacies or play with the girl, squeak, the small ones to do!”
Xin Zhuo can not help but scolded: “You give me to roll aside, I think I half a life Sisi Wenwen, righteousness, righteousness, how to teach you such a thing.”
Xiao Huang immediately sat on the ground, tugged the dog’s mouth, a breath into the state of a budding little earth dog, wagging his tail madly, pure to death.
Xin Zhuo threw out the [Nine Ring Jade Pure Bottle] to continue to warm up the body soreness caused by breaking through too quickly, silently looking into the distance.
The wind blew the earth, whistling, and the distance was vast.
The sun sets over the western mountains, the morning sun appears, the night passes in an instant, and still no one appears.
He suddenly got up, patting a layer of dust that had been laid on his body at some point, and turned toward the distance.
Snoozing little yellow slithered to follow up: “What’s wrong? Not waiting for Murong Baldy and Sai Qingzhu?”
Xin Zhuo shook his head: “Not waiting, what happened to me is not as easy as they say, Yuan Extreme Realm, maybe it will be recruited by many forces, but I can’t explain the things of the Ancient Clan, I’m also too lazy to explain.
Also, the Great Luo, Great Diffraction, and Purple Bauhinia Sacred Grounds, will definitely not stop at anything, even if I enter the Half-Saint, the East and the Spirit of Extinction will definitely fight me, this is hatred from the bones, so why should I drag them into it?”
Little Yellow thought for a moment and spat out human words, “It seems to be the case, so where are we going?”
Xin Zhuo looked to the east: “To the Great Zhou Imperial Capital!”
Previously, he did not know what the Origin was, but now that he had obtained this strand of Heaven and Earth’s Pure Spirit Origin, he suddenly remembered that underneath the Great Zhou Imperial Capital, it seemed that there was also a strand.
Back then, he had resided in the imperial palace for a period of time, and had once vaguely felt a hint of an unusual aura, and it was difficult for him to explain why he had felt it with his realm at that time. Whether it is or not, this kind of thing, a piece of hard to find, fusion also have to be too difficult, the family on the mountain is not to mention, if you want to go out of the Great Luo Sect back then when he boasted of the oath to become a reality, to the East and extinguish the spirit of the first strike, to extinguish the Great Luo and the Great Difficulty, he must break through as soon as possible, within a hundred years, to achieve the semi-saint realm.
There were still more than fifty years to go!
This time was long for mortals, it could be a lifetime, but after experiencing those forty years of seclusion during the Five Declines of Heavenly Man, he felt that this time still passed very quickly.
“Within fifty years, enter the Half-Saints, and destroy the Great Luo and Great Difficulties!”
He muttered, bringing Little Yellow straight to the eastern sky.
The Green Frost Ruins Plain was a hundred thousand miles away from the Great Zhou Empire, for fear that the mountains, rivers and martial world in this vicinity were suppressed by the two great Holy Lands of Yu Heng and Tian Gui, and there were extremely many imposing martial artists along the way, but fortunately no one paid any attention to the one man and one dog who picked up the path and sped along.
One hundred thousand miles, with Xin Zhuo’s footsteps, even if he rushes slowly and does not eat or drink, it will take one or two months.
Nineteen days later, arrived at the Tianwei mountain range, this mountain range in addition to taller, nothing surprising place, but the north of the mountain range is in a battle of extermination.
The Great Qian Holy Dynasty and the Bigan Kingdom!
One side had a large army and a powerful army; the other side was fighting to the death to protect their country. More than 700,000 troops from both sides, in the endless plains, crashed into one place, with drums beating, horses neighing, and shouts of murder shaking the sky.
Xin Zhuo with small yellow stood at the top of the mountain silently watching for a while, thoughts inexplicably back to the year of the western region.
Those years of jingo and iron horse swallowed ten thousand miles like a tiger, those years of sons and daughters under the banner of death, those years of the glory of the Western Qin army ……
He once thought that that was his Xin Zhuo’s venture, cracking the earth and building a country, being a king and an emperor was his ultimate destination.
Unfortunately, this world is not a feudal society, but heaven and earth, man and demon ten thousand races fighting, which is chaotic and strange, than the metaphysical novels he read in his previous life, he had to think of a way to climb up the ladder, and where he will climb to in the future, he is not clear, perhaps ……
Until some other day and that family reasoning, and then find that white girl, find a hidden place, and always live?
He watched for a long, long time, he did not even know how to win or lose, these are no longer important.
Take Xiao Huang to continue to rush.
On the twenty-seventh day, arrived at the holy city more than forty years ago, but unfortunately, the ruins of the holy city have already grown a large area of weeds, broken walls, chaotic rocks, dead wood piled up, a desolate scene, not the glory of the year.
According to passersby said that the decades of gambling stone is still continuing, just has nothing to do with this place anymore.
I don’t know where Li Guangling and Gou Prophet ran to, will be Karma in that fight?
After the forty-fifth day, it arrived at the territory of the Great Zhou Kingdom.
How long had it been since I stepped into this land?
It had been ten years since the Kuring Mountain Stream, one year since returning to the Xuan Heavenly Sword Sect, more than a year since Weiyang City arrived at the Sacred City, and forty-two years since the Wave Immortal Town, a full fifty years.
That little emperor Ji Yu of Great Zhou was only in his sixties, right? The Spirit Sacrifice showed that he was already in the Yin Void Realm, and if his appearance hadn’t changed, he might have already grown a beard and could call himself an old man.
Xin Zhuo laughed, when he arrived here, he conversely was not in a hurry, and took Xiao Huang to walk around idly.
Along the way, only to see this big Zhou Empire country is very large, along the way state capitals strict criminal law, soldiers, merchants, scholars, martial arts is relatively peaceful, the people are also considered to live in peace and work happily.
Jiang Shan’s governance is quite good.
Occasionally, when you rest your feet by the roadside and drink a bowl of herbal tea, what you see and hear is how wise and powerful His Majesty is, how he defeated the Great Song Dynasty in so-and-so year, how he defeated the Great Capital in so-and-so year, and how he depreciated the corrupt officials in so-and-so year.
Just listening to listen, Xin Zhuo feel some wrong, this today’s emperor seems to be less than fifty years old, and Ji Yu’s age does not quite match, changed the emperor?
I wanted to ask, but how do ordinary people know the royal situation? Who dares to call the emperor’s name?
With a belly full of doubts continue on the road, arrived in Ping’an County, two hundred miles west of the capital, yes, this is the year that the northern foothills of the Volsung Mountain, was a group of mountain bandits robbed Ping’an County three times, somehow was moved here.
At the moment the county is in a mess, the people are in groups, wanting to cry.
Seems like it’s been robbed again?
Xin Zhuo looked around and asked a man on the side of the road, “Dare I ask, what’s going on here?”
The man cried and laughed, said: “I don’t know where a group of mountain bandits came, claiming to be King Xin Zhuo of Fulong Mountain, just came into the city to rob and put down a group of magistrates, neither robbing money nor killing people, vandalizing everywhere, and compensating for the money after the fight, and now they ran away, it’s really rare, the capital of the city is an important place, and they are not afraid of death ah?”
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang looked at each other:”?”
(End of chapter)