martial arts mythology system

Chapter 595 Longevity Wine

The western martial arts forest is vast and accommodates countless warriors, and it is not inferior to any martial arts forest in the east, south, or north.

The desert stretches and is jointly governed by the royal family of Xitu and Mahayana Xitian, the highest holy place of Buddhism in Kyushu.

It's a pity that Mahayana Xitian paid a heavy price for suppressing the ancient demon rebellion in Zhongzhou in the past, and has been closed for hundreds of years.

The rule of the Xitu royal family over Xiwulin is also challenged by the Nine Desolation rebels.

With the support of Wujiang Motu, the Nine Desolation rebels launched a protracted war against the territory of the Xitu royal family, and battles against dozens of big cities in Xiwulin broke out almost every year.

The Nine Desolation rebels are like wildfire on the wasteland, invading the entire Xiwu Forest non-stop, and the leader of this fire is Rebel Qijun.

Wearing a helmet with horns, the nine-foot-tall Rebel Lord walked non-stop. This man naturally carried a rough and wild aura, like a lion or leopard on the grassland. The muscles of the knot contain the power to split mountains and rivers.

Everyone present was the most first-class figure on this land, but when this man arrived, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on him.

Such a person is born to be a rebel, a fighter, a leader... and a destroyer.

Seeing the arrival of Rebel Lord, the smile on Jiang Qinglou's lips disappeared, and he toasted him from a distance: "Long time no see, ally."

Rebel Qijun came step by step, Da Ma Jindao sat in front of the table, grabbed a piece of meat steak, put it in his mouth boldly, chewed and swallowed it, picked up the jug and drank it like drinking water, and finally looked at Jiang with a smile Qinglou, tapped the table with the bottom of the jug as a response.

"It's been a long time. I remember the last time we met we were discussing how to seize the land of Xiwulin."

"Haha," Jiang Qinglou laughed twice, "Don't say it so directly, after all, the initiator of this banquet is the counselor of the Lord of the Western Lands."

"If you don't tell me, I'll forget about it." Rebel Qi Jun cast his eyes on Young Master Du Xing and Bo Xu Jun, "But so what? Lian Chengshuo is a talented warrior, and perhaps also a merciful superior." , but he is not a qualified king... Choosing such a prince assisted by a monarch to walk alone is naturally not a real wise man."

After talking about the young master walking alone, Rebel Qi Jun looked at Bo Xu Jun with a bit of heroism and disdain in his eyes.

"And you, Mr. Bo Xu? Are you going to be my enemy?"

Facing the questioning from Rebel Qijun, Bo Xujun smiled faintly and took a step back.

"Mr. Rebel, you don't understand at all. Xiwulin is not a king who dominates all directions. The western land is full of scars...what you need is peace. You have brought too much war and pain to this land... It's all... time to end."

"End?" Rebel Jun raised his voice, "I've always wanted to know why you set up a feast here and invited all heroes here. Is it the purpose to end me...?"

Before Bo Xujun could answer, Young Master Duxing spoke first, with a three-point smile on his brows, and stepped forward to get closer to Rebel Qijun.

"That's right, our purpose is to end your cholera and return the lost peace to Xitu."

"Hahahahaha!"

Hearing this, Rebel Lord just laughed loudly, holding the jug and wine glass, poured himself three cups, and then threw the wine glass down on the ground, letting the precious jade cup shatter all over the ground.

Sitting still on the seat, the palm of the right hand is on the knee, and the left hand is spread out in front of the face, and the scene is full of heroes present.

"Then I'm curious, what are you relying on? Is it the innate strength of the two of you? Or... is it the heroes of the world here? What gave you the confidence that the heroes of the world will be driven by you?"

He already knew in his heart that the son must have a strategy if he goes alone, and the rebel king came here to witness the practice of his opponent's strategy.

Han Feng sat at the banquet without saying a word, just poured wine and drank it indifferently.

This chaotic world in Kyushu is really a situation where the wind is blowing and the clouds are surging. I know and see the situation in this world, and then I can break it with all my strength.

But this time all the heroes in the world are here, and Jiang Qinglou is a comrade-in-arms who rebelled against Qijun, but he doesn't know what kind of bargaining chips the young master Duxing has in his hand to impress the heroes present.

While everyone was waiting for Young Master Duxing's reaction, the celebrity from the western lands also laughed at the rebel, and turned his hand, and a closed black lotus appeared in his hand.

Then I heard that the young master explained to everyone present: "My invitation to the world is not unreasonable, but I just got a rare treasure in my hand, and I want to share it with you."

After the words fell, the lotus flower that Young Master Duxing held in his hand slowly opened, and as the lotus opened, a strange fragrance enveloped the scene for dozens of miles.

The source of the fragrance is a drop of golden liquid suspended in the center of the lotus.

There seems to be a world in the liquid that is ups and downs, including the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, and all living beings.

The extraordinary energy contained in it makes people feel refreshed just by smelling it.

Everyone present, even Jiang Qinglou, was attracted by this drop of liquid.

Young Master Duxing saw that everyone was looking at the drop of liquid, so he slowly said: "This is nothing else, it is the ancient god I found in the wonderland of mountains and seas—the longevity wine."

When everyone present heard this, their hearts were shocked.

"Longevity wine?" Dimeng Xinghang groaned when he heard the words, and he also groaned, "It is said that the ancient sky rose from Kyushu, and then launched a strangling of the gods. In order to get the forgiveness of the sky, some gods who are not good at fighting jointly brewed this wine. The peerless divine wine—longevity wine, offer it to the heavens and pray for your life.”

"The ancient divine wine is famous for longevity," Shen Wuxie took over the words, "brewed by the gods, drunk by the people, it can prolong the life of a thousand years, and the appearance will not grow old."

"Everyone is right," the young master nodded alone, "I searched the classics below and checked everything, and finally confirmed that this is the legendary longevity wine. One drop of wine can prolong life for thousands of years, and taking three drops in a row can help break through the peak. The innate realm may allow you to explore the mysteries of the pinnacle of the world."

"Ha, my son is alone. The longevity wine is just a legend in the ancient times. If there is such a god in the world, why did the Cangtian Emperor struggle to find the secret of longevity in his later years, which eventually led to the rebellion of the Seven Emperors?"

Rebel Qijun saw the young master Du Xing took out the longevity wine, and he already understood what the young master Du Xing meant, so he questioned it coldly.

But at this time, the one who refuted was Jiang Qinglou. He leisurely played with the wine glass in his hand and said leisurely:

"The topic of heaven's search for longevity is nothing more than an affiliation of historians. How can a hero who is not afraid of gods be afraid of death?"

"Jiang Qinglou, you!?" Rebel Qijun didn't expect Jiang Qinglou to refute his words at such a time, and subconsciously looked at this ally.

Jiang Qinglou shook his head with a smile, and said lazily: "Hey, look at what I am doing. I am not interested in this fetish. I just like to tell the truth. If you want to escape, you'd better hurry up, otherwise , I may not be able to stop everyone here."

Hearing Jiang Qinglou's words, the young master smiled alone: ​​"It's still Jiang Shengjun who understands. In order to find a way to stop you this time, I specially asked the empress to take three drops of longevity wine. Coincidentally, the empress is indeed better than me and Bo Xujun." You must be astonished and brilliant, and you have really broken through the limitations of this world with the power of divine wine. Although you may not be able to defeat the Holy Monarch, you must be able to do it if you block it for a while."

Just after he finished speaking, thousands of charming and colorful streamers rose from the Baixiaoyun Palace in front of the mountain, and a graceful empress dressed in a hundred-feathered costume and a veil appeared in the world in amazement.

As the fourth living super-innate on the Kyushu table today, the Lord of the Baixiaoyun Palace exudes endless luxury and can easily suppress the vast sky.

Then Young Master Duxing said: "Everyone, Young Master Duxing invites you to hunt and rebel with this longevity wine. Participants will receive a drop of longevity wine. If the rebellious monarch dies, Young Master Duxing will give you two more drops to help you see the realm of the saint." .”

When Han Feng heard this, fog surged in his mind.

(End of this chapter)