Qingzhou, Guangling County.~,

On Liangwu Mountain, there is a green bamboo forest.

Wu Qingyuan vomited his mouth and nose, and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly extinguishing his efforts.

After concentrating for a moment, he pulled out the iron sword from his waist and practiced the Eighteen-style sword technique of taking off the crane.

"Crane wings fly!"

"The crane sings in the sky!"

"The cranes spread across the clouds!"

"The clouds come from the east!"

...

After stance after stance, he used the generals from his hands. Until he practiced these eighteen sword techniques three times, his breath was restless in his body. Wu Qingyuan stopped practicing. He put the iron sword back and forth, and his face was still frowning and sighed softly.

He is only twenty-two years old this year, but he already feels a little overwhelmed.

Wu Qingyuan smiled bitterly: "My 'Flying He's Power' has been on the fifth level the day after tomorrow for more than a year. I have been practicing hard for more than a year and have never been slacking off for a day, but my internal strength has not improved at all. Is this my limit?"

"I haven't achieved internal skills and my sword skills have not yet entered the house. Master! I'm afraid I can't fulfill your last wish and revitalize my Heming Sect!"

Liangwushan Heming Sect was a well-known sect eighty years ago. Even among all the forces in Guangling County, it could still occupy a place. However, since the third generation of leader died suddenly, many exquisite martial arts in the sect have not been passed down. Since then, Heming Sect has been worse than the previous generation. In the previous generation, the entire sect, including the leader, disciples and servants, have only a dozen people.

Last month, the head of Heming Sect went down the mountain to hunt down a thief with a reward of 15,000 taels. He wanted to use this to improve the insecurity of Heming Sect, but he pretended to be thirteen but was killed. He was seriously injured by the thief. He died a few days after he came back!

Before his death, he passed the position of the head to his third disciple Wu Qingyuan. The eldest brother changed his face on the spot and angrily led the group of brothers who were always friends to break out and threw a big mess on Wu Qingyuan's head.

Now, all the disciples of the Heming Sect, plus Wu Qingyuan himself, are only five!

Except for him, the leader who reached the fifth level of the acquired world, the remaining junior sisters had the highest martial arts skills and reached the fourth level. The other three junior brothers were all in the past two or three years. They were very mediocre, and they only had the cultivation level of about the second level of the acquired world.

What is this?

Three or two big cats?!

If this is the case, it can still survive, but the internal difficulties can still be overcome. What makes Wu Qingyuan unable to sleep or eat the most is the threat from the outside.

Since the master's death, a group of bandits who had been entrenched for many years on the other peak were finally ready to move. There were about fifty bandits, who were cruel and bloodthirsty. When the master was alive, they were still afraid of three points and did not dare to do it easily.

But since the death of the master, I have come to force him several times in the past month, trying to take over the territory of Hemingmen for myself.

"Hateful, damn!" Wu Qingyuan was very angry, not only annoyed that the bandits were robbed by fire, but also hated his incompetence.

He sighed again, and felt depressed for a while before he calmed down and walked towards the sect.

Before he could enter the mountain gate, Wu Qingyuan heard a sound of chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby chubby

I saw the three junior brothers all covered in blood and bruised noses, and they were obviously beaten. Seeing Wu Qingyuan coming back, the three of them immediately cried to him: "Senior Brother, you are finally back!"

"Wuwuwu! That band of robbers came again just now. Seeing that you were not here, I beat us up and took away my senior sister!"

"What?" Wu Qingyuan's face changed suddenly: "You said they took the junior sister away?"

"Yes! They said that you must hand over the territory within three days, otherwise you cannot, and you cannot guarantee the junior sister's......"

After all, no one said this sentence. What good end can a little girl fall into the hands of a group of bandits?

"Senior Brother, you... take care of yourself. We can't... we can't stay any longer, otherwise we will die sooner or later. We are sorry for the kindness of our master."

The three of them said this with shame again, and without waiting for Wu Qingyuan to answer, they helped them out.

Wu Qingyuan only felt his mind thumping, and all his thoughts were frozen!

"The little junior sister was captured!"

"The junior brothers have also been exposed, and the Heming Gate is over."

"What's the point of living? Why not fight with those bandits!"

But at this moment, a cold, indifferent, and illusory sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Do you want revenge?"

"Do you want to trample your enemies under your feet and listen to their painful begging?"

"Do you want to reach the peak of martial arts, compete with the masters of the world, and become famous in the nineteen states?"

Wu Qingyuan's mind was in chaos and didn't think too much. He almost subconsciously replied: "I think, of course I want it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his body being swept by an endless stream of force and thrown towards a light door that suddenly appeared.

"This is the place of reincarnation in the heavens, endless journeys and infinite possibilities. Welcome to the world of reincarnation and welcome to the temple of the main god!"

The cold and empty voice sounded again. This time Wu Qingyuan finally realized that the voice was directly heard in his mind.

In Guangling County, it is one of the four major families.

In the Fang family's "Tiandi Garden", the head coach of the Fang family, known as the "Stone Lion", looked like lightning, and glanced at dozens of Fang family's children in the audience.

He was majestic and majestic, standing there with no limits, just like an extremely powerful lion, with no anger on his own.

"The way of martial arts practice emphasizes acquired and innate division! The innate realm is still very far away for you. I only talk about acquired martial arts practice, which is divided into ten levels. First condense the sense of qi, then refine the qi, cycle and expand, and reach the eight extraordinary meridians..."

The sound of "Stone Lion" is loud, like rolling thunder.

He walked slowly towards a large bronze tripod, pressing his thick palms on the bronze tripod, exhaling, and his feet suddenly sank, and then lifted the bronze tripod that was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

He raised the bronze cauldron high above his head, but his face remained unchanged. Only blood flowed in the meridians, like a rushing river water.

He is already a master who opens the Ren and Du meridians, at least the eighth and ninth floors of the acquired nature.

There was a horrifying sound in the audience.

The "Stone Lion" waved his majestic power, put down the bronze tripod, and moved his footsteps away. He saw two deep footprints on the blue bricks. He waved his hand with great might: "Okay, don't be surprised! Some of you can do this in the future. Today I will teach you a boxing technique, bone cutting and muscle cutting! You all look carefully!"

After saying that, he took off his posture and started practicing boxing with great might.

In the rockery group covered with shadows in the distance, a servant in green clothes and beautiful eyes stared at the scene where the stone lion taught the martial arts of the Fang family in the "Tiandi Garden".

His name is Fang Yan. Although he is just a slave of the Fang family, he has a lot of ideas.

"I would rather be a beggar than a slave. My grandfather is a slave and my father is a slave! We, Fang Yan, would never accept our fate!" Fang Yan has his own ambitions.

"Learn martial arts, learn martial arts, even if you learn secretly, I have to practice martial arts! In this world, the strong are respected. As long as I become a master of a generation, no one can let me be a slave."

At this moment, a sound without any emotion sounded in his mind.

"Do you want to make a name for yourself?"

"You want to change your destiny and be above millions of people. The universe is in your hand, and the wind and clouds are turbulent! With a thought, will you dominate the life and death of countless people?"

Fang Yan was shocked and almost thought that he had been discovered by secretly learning martial arts. He was creepy all over, but then he felt something was wrong.

"Hey! This sound...the sound comes from my heart..." Fang Yan didn't move, and even his eyes didn't look around, and seemed very cautious: "Who is it? Which senior is kidding me?"

Although Fang Yan is a servant, he has heard many legends about martial arts masters and knows that some masters in the world are capable of what others cannot do. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are almost first-class ghosts and gods.

"Everything you can achieve!"

"This is the paradise of dreams, this is the gate of destiny, everything is possible!"

Fang Yan was still unmoved: "Who is the senior? If the enemy of the Fang family is looking for the wrong person, I am just a servant!"

He was born with a delicate heart with a bright mind, and his mind changed so he instantly guessed that the other party might be the enemy of the Fang family and wanted to open a gap from him and use him as a pawn.

"You can call me the 'Master God', welcome to the realm of reincarnation in the heavens, welcome to the main temple!"

A light door suddenly opened and swallowed Fang Yan directly.

It was not just Wu Qingyuan, but Fang Yan and the other two encountered this kind of thing on this day, and there were ten other people who had the same experience.

The nineteen states in the Great Zhou Dynasty were not a big state, and it was not very prominent. Guangling County was just a corner of Qingzhou. Twelve people disappeared from a county like this, which was so insignificant to the whole world, at most it caused a ripples in the boundless ocean of the world.

But just such a ripple did not dissipate immediately. Instead, it was like a prelude to the arrival of an endless tsunami. With Guangling County as the center, it spreads its influence and will one day become a wave that will affect the entire world.

At this time, the entire world martial arts world was still surging with undercurrents for the birth of the Heavenly Palace.

In many holy places, the great martial arts sects sent their proud disciples to join forces with the Great Zhou Dynasty to form a Tianwang to fight against the Tiangong.

The war between Tiangong and Tianwang determines the fate of the martial arts world and has officially begun.
Chapter completed!