Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 120 Haotian
During this period of time, Huan Chang has been recuperating in the city and no longer cares about other things.

Inside the house, the smoke above the incense burner exudes bursts of refreshing aroma.

On the bed, Huan Chang crossed his knees and vomited, and there was a wave of true energy in his body.

"call!"

Huan Chang suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of white air, but his eyes showed a look of disappointment.

"Since breaking through to the realm of refining Qi and transforming into a god, my cultivation has not improved at all. Why is this so?"

Vaguely, Huan Chang felt a kind of anxiety in his heart.

Thinking back carefully, Huan Chang suddenly felt cold sweat dripping down his back for what he had done for a while.

"Since I got to know Ah Yun, I think about her almost all the time, and I seldom practice seriously."

"I came to Xiangdu with my uncle, and I also dealt with military affairs every day. I couldn't practice quietly, so my martial arts stagnated."

Thinking of this, Huan Chang's eyes suddenly flashed with pain.

For Xiao Yun, Huan Chang really likes her very much and wants to be with her forever.

But he is the only descendant of Shujian Pavilion. If martial arts stagnates, Shujian Pavilion will truly decline.

"Master, what should I do?"

Huan Chang's eyes were a little empty, looking at the roof and muttering to himself.

What Huan Chang doesn't know is that during the process of cultivation, warriors will be affected by many external factors.

One of the most difficult hurdles to overcome is the emotional hurdle.

Today's Huanchang is caught in a love affair and cannot extricate himself. If he can't see through it, his martial arts in this life will definitely not make any progress.

Even, if it gets too deep, martial arts may even regress.

Huan Chang was terrified, but he didn't know what to do, and he didn't know who to ask for advice.

"You're in a mess."

At this moment, a voice came to Huan Chang's ears.

"Who?"

Huan Chang was shocked, and put his right hand on Zhan Lu's sword hilt, and Zhan Lu's sword began to vibrate continuously.

Not only that, even the magic brush Spring and Autumn, which had never moved, began to tremble at this time, emitting an inexplicable fluctuation.

Huan Chang turned around, but saw a young man.

This person looks to be about 20 years old, and looks extremely ordinary, but in his bright eyes, there seems to be infinite magic power.

Huan Chang just looked at the young man, as if he saw the reincarnation of time and was addicted to it.

"Chong!"

Zhan Lu's sword was unsheathed automatically, and Huan Chang also woke up suddenly, looking at the young man with a little wariness.

"You, you, who are you?"

The young man didn't care about Huan Chang's vigilance, he sat on a chair and glanced out lightly.

Outside the bedroom, the guards had no idea that someone had entered the house.

However, the eyes of the black donkey, who was always calm, were full of vigilance, and even a trace of fear.

When the boy looked outside, even though the wooden wall was still there, the black donkey felt cold all over, and dared not take any further steps forward.

It retreated involuntarily, its donkey's eyes were full of fear, but it did not rush into the house after all.

Huan Chang didn't know anything about what happened outside.

He forcibly stabilized his mind and asked, "Are you a senior expert in the Juye Gang?"

Although this person looks young, Huan Chang doesn't think that this person is about the same age as himself.

From his eyes full of vicissitudes, Huan Chang could guess that the martial arts of the person in front of him might have reached the stage of perfection, so that he was rejuvenated.

Although this kind of thing sounds unbelievable, it is indeed recorded in the book.

Everyone who has reached this level has already seen through the barrier of life and death. No one knows how long they can live.

"Juye Gang?"

Hearing Huan Chang's words, the young man was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled lightly.

He didn't say anything to refute, and said: "Answer your previous question, my name is Haotian."

The young man's voice was very flat, but in Huan Chang's ears, he almost couldn't hold the hilt of his sword.

In the mainland of Kyushu, perhaps warriors don't know the monarchs of each country, and who are the super masters, but they certainly don't know Haotian.

In the Kyushu calendar, many major events that can change the structure of Kyushu are recorded.

There is a record in it, which is well known to almost everyone in the mainland of Kyushu.

In the era when the status of warriors was not high, princes attacked each other, and warriors hid in the mountains.

There was once a prince who sent troops to wipe out a large faction in the territory, but he unexpectedly got into trouble.

The first elder of this sect is an extremely strong man at the peak of transformation.

This man entered the palace alone with a single sword, beheaded the monarch first, and then killed all 38 members of the princes' clan, and then under the siege of [-] elite soldiers, killed half of them and retreated.

After reading this record, every warrior feels his blood boil.

It was precisely because of the appearance of that peerless powerhouse that the situation in the entire Kyushu Continent changed suddenly.

Powerful warriors and sects also began to gradually override the royal power, and the vassal states that attacked each other also stopped the war.

It can be said that that peerless powerhouse created a glorious era.

Many people have heard this story, but they all think it is just a legend, and it is even more impossible to know what the name of that vassal state is, and who is that peerless powerhouse.

Unfortunately, Huan Chang knew.

That vassal state is the state of Qin in the west of Kyushu.

Qin State borders the countries of the Western Regions, and wars often break out.

King Qin's three thousand personal guards are the elite of the entire Great Qin elite.

King Qin once led the [-] personal guards to defeat the [-] Turkic army head-on, killing the Turkic people into rivers of blood.

But in front of that peerless powerhouse, these [-] elites who were invincible in all directions were finally crushed.

Since then, the most powerful army in the Great Qin Dynasty has been removed from the list, and the entire Qin State has almost perished.

That peerless strong man, who created an era, represents a myth.

Perhaps before that, that peerless powerhouse had other names, but after that incident, people called him Haotian.

It should be noted that Haotian is a god in the legend of Kyushu, and this title also represents people's awe of him.

Not long after, that peerless powerhouse established the first super sect in Kyushu——the Haotian School at the highest peak in Qin State.

More than 1000 years have passed, and the Haotian School is still standing tall, and there is no sect that dares to challenge its status.

The corner of Huan Chang's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, his face full of disbelief.

If Haotian is still alive, then according to time, he has lived for at least 1000 or [-] years.

But in this world, can anyone live that long?

At least in Huan Chang's cognition, even if a martial artist reaches a certain level of cultivation and can prolong his life, it is impossible for him to live for more than 1000 years.

"Senior, are you the Supreme Elder of the Clear Sky School?"

The young man didn't answer, but looked at Huan Chang with a smile on his face, and said, "You have good aptitude, would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

When Huan Chang heard this, his eyes shrank suddenly.

"Senior came to look for me, he must have already known my identity, so why bother to testify?"

"Although I am not talented, I also know that being a teacher for one day is a father for the rest of my life. It would be too contemptuous of me if my senior asked me to abandon my teacher's school and join someone else."

The young man looked at Huan Chang carefully for a while, and suddenly sighed: "I asked your master that way back then, and he answered the same way. It's a pity."

After finishing speaking, the young man didn't say any more, and his figure disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

(End of this chapter)