In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and the world changed dramatically.

The green lamp flickered, the glow spread, illuminating a bright area.

In the ancient and quiet courtyard, only the gradual croaking of frogs and chirping of birds add a sense of tranquility.

In the mottled and withered hall, the lights were dim and the candlelight flickered, illuminating two figures sitting on the ground.

The first one is a young man dressed in a green shirt, with a handsome face and outstanding temperament. His eyes are closed, his expression is indifferent, and he is deep and unfathomable!

The other one was an extremely well-behaved and cute girl, wearing a wide robe, with a childish and curious face, and blinking her bright eyes.

She looked at the young man sitting opposite her, who looked like an immortal under the light. After hesitating for a while, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Master, when can I fly like you? I really want to fly."

"This is your ninety-eighth wish today. The way of cultivation should be based on concentration. We are walking on the great road, like rowing against the current, if we do not advance, we will retreat." The young man spoke calmly, his words were calm and peaceful, as if he had already gotten used to it.

"Is that so?" The girl pouted slightly, feeling extremely unwilling.

How come this is the ninety-eighth wish?

But I am really curious!
Whether it is the outside world, the so-called practice, or the immortals and Buddhas that fill the sky and the earth, they are all things to look forward to.

"Master, then tell me, when can I practice?"

The girl puffed her cheeks and said angrily, "They can all transform into small animals. I always lose when we play hide-and-seek. I also want to practice and transform into a small animal."

The young man smiled lightly and said calmly: "The path of cultivation must not be rushed. You are not ordinary people. You are the reincarnation of an ancient great master. With perfect merits and deeds, everything will come naturally."

Master started again.

The girl lowered her head in frustration.

She also wants to turn into a bird and fly, and she also wants to go to the sea of ​​clouds to watch the sunrise.

Lost is lost, frustrated is frustrated.

But she was still a child after all, and the loss came and went quickly.

Soon, the girl regained her curiosity and eagerness. She blinked her big, shining eyes, looked at the young man with great anticipation and said, "Master, Master, can I listen to a story tonight? You promised me that as long as I wrote down the Record of Morality, you would continue to tell me stories. We made a promise, you can't go back on your word!"

There is only expectation in those bright eyes.

The young man smiled gently, "Of course I won't lie. Tell me, whose story do you want to hear today?"

The girl sat up eagerly and said expectantly, "Master, I want to hear Chen Xiu's story, can I? I heard that he is the most powerful person in the world!"

"The Story of Chen Xiu"

The young man seemed to recall the past, and sighed, then slowly said, "How much do you know about Him?"

Um.
The girl tilted her head slightly and thought, "I know he comes from the countryside, his family is poor, and his health is not good. His family is also bullied, and he has to pay high taxes every month. However, he has obtained an ancient god inheritance called the 'Martial God Code', which can be exchanged for a variety of martial arts."

At this point, she raised her head with great anticipation, "Master, Master. Tell me, can I become a great hero like Chen Xiu in the future?"

"This is your ninety-ninth wish today." The young man smiled faintly and spoke calmly.

"Master." The girl pursed her lips slightly, said a few words in a coquettish manner, and said excitedly: "Master, please tell me quickly, what happened to Chen Xiu next? His sister was bullied, his family oppressed him, he couldn't practice, and he had to face very serious taxes. How did he deal with it?"

"Did he rely on the ingenuity and extraordinary power of the 'Martial God Code' to defeat all enemies head-on and avenge his sister? This is what a great hero like him should be like, right?"

The young man's eyes fell on the dim and misty light, and he whispered, "That night, Chen Xiu had a struggle between heaven and man in his heart. He was just like you now, eager to rise up, eager to avenge his sister, eager to stand out, eager to kill all the people in the world who had wronged him. But in the end, his reason made him restrain this supreme killing intent. Because the cruel reality made him understand that he must lie dormant, must keep a low profile, and must be a latent dragon."

"Why?" The girl listened carefully, with many puzzles in her eyes: "Life is short, and plants and trees only last for a few years. Isn't it what we want to be free and happy? Why would he..."

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The young man stared at the mottled shadows and whispered, "'He', who has integrated the memories of two lives, knows very well that in the great world of that time, the strong are kings and the weak are enemies. All the good and bad in the world are respected by the strong! The essence of everything is the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest. Why did Chen Xiu choose to lie dormant at that time? Because He understood a truth: wealth should not be exposed! The 'Martial God Code' is the inheritance of the ancient gods and the embodiment of the legal principles of the great masters of the Creation Realm. Even in today's world, it is a supreme treasure, not to mention the past when the world has never been unsealed. In that world, once he made a move, he would inevitably fall into the eyes of the powerful and expose his trump card. Therefore, he could only endure and find ways to break the situation! Even if he was bullied and his sister was hurt, he could only clench his fists and wait for the opportunity."

"Well, what solution have you thought of?" the girl asked very seriously.

The young man said slowly, "He knew very well that he had lived an extremely miserable life in the first half of his life because of his disability. One reason was that he did not have strong strength and weapons; the other was that he was born ordinary and had no great power to rely on. In a short period of time, if he wanted to break through, he could only rely on the power of others. Therefore, He chose to lower his head and bend his waist! As long as he could guarantee his inner peace, He would not be afraid even if he fell into poverty for a short period of time."

The girl held her chin up, listened very seriously, and said thoughtfully: "But, Master, I remember what you said. People of our generation who practice cultivation should abide by our original intentions and not pursue power and wealth. If we are too greedy for external things, demons will grow in our hearts, which is not conducive to our subsequent growth. This, I think is very reasonable. But why did He choose such a path?"

"It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. This is what Chen Xiu reminded himself in his heart. Even if he has to bow down at this moment, it is all for survival! As long as the lofty ideals in his heart remain, he will not sink completely." The young man spoke leisurely as if he was in the clouds and the wind was blowing.

"If that's the case, wouldn't he feel wronged? Wouldn't he be tortured?" There was concern in the girl's eyes.

The young man smiled softly, and said slowly as if reminiscing: "No. Because Chen Xiu is a truly powerful man! His strength lies not only in his magical powers and his control over the law, but also in his absolute heart. He remains calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, and remains calm even when danger falls on him."

The girl nodded in agreement and said softly, "But, Master, you also said it. In the heavens and worlds, there are demons and evil spirits. If they want to bewitch people's hearts, they will often start from a direction that we think makes sense. This is a subtle influence, and it can even completely change people's hearts. Chen Xiu, he has gone through hardships and tasted all the sufferings of the world, won't he change his original intention?" "Do you know who Chen Xiu is?" The young man laughed, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He, He is the Great Original Heavenly Venerable, Master's teacher, and also my great-grandmaster." The girl spoke hesitantly, her eyes flickering, not daring to look the young man in the face.

Now, the young man in this dilapidated hall is Chen Xiu’s direct disciple - Wang Hao.

That girl was his disciple.

The legendary ancient master of the realm of creation has reincarnated into the daughter of the current head of the Bai family - Bai Heng.

"Don't you remember what I told you? It seems that you don't read enough books." Wang Hao shook his head slightly as if pretending to be joking.

Bai Heng was immediately panicked and said awkwardly, "Master, I just forgot for a moment. I, I know."

As she spoke, she continued, "Once it is proven to be ancient, it means eternal existence, beyond time, and independent of the heavens and the universe. The existence of the ancients is above the long river of time, beyond the long river of fate, and beyond the eternal world. At that time, for them, there was no past, no future, and no present. Every moment, every minute, every second, even in different universes, they are one."

“If you remember, then you should understand. For the ancients, there is no such thing as invasion by demons.” Wang Hao said calmly.

"Master, I understand. Please continue telling the story." Bai Heng said expectantly.

"In Tianye Prefecture, Chen Xiu relied on his own abilities to become the disciple of the local gang guardian. From then on, he officially started his journey in the martial arts world." Wang Hao spoke softly, his words were gentle, and his tone was like a long river flowing by, containing the years, and filled with yearning and longing.

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In his words, there seemed to be a vivid figure of a young man struggling to survive in the turbulent times.

"Later, Chen Xiu met Ji Wuqing." When Wang Hao finished speaking, Bai Heng cheered and said expectantly: "I, I know Ji Wuqing. He is the current head of the Taibu Division of the Great Tang Dynasty, a great master of the Creation Realm who controls the peerless magic weapon [Hetu Luoshu], and is also one of the most mysterious existences in the universe. Chen Xiu, it turns out that he met him so early."

Wang Hao glanced at the girl and said helplessly, "You sneaked into the virtual space of the Ten Thousand Worlds again?"

"Master, Master, I saw it by accident, I really didn't mean it." Bai Heng acted cute and coquettishly, "Master, please continue, how about the rest of the story?"

Wang Hao shook his head and said slowly: "Ji Wuqing's attention to Chen Xiu was out of curiosity. When he learned about Chen Xiu's ambition, he was extremely shocked. He could hardly imagine that in such a remote wilderness, there was such a young man with lofty ambitions. Therefore, he wrote a letter to this young man that influenced his life."

"Then, Chen Xiu stepped out of Tianye Mansion and headed for the martial arts world."

At this time, Bai Heng couldn't help but wave his fists and said excitedly: "Roaming the rivers and lakes, taking revenge and enjoying the swords and rain from now on."

Wang Hao smiled faintly and said, "Okay, that's all for today's story. You should go to sleep peacefully."

Bai Heng said unwillingly: "Master, I still want to know the rest of the story."

"Then I'll give you a chance to guess. If you guess right, we'll continue." Wang Hao said slowly, "You said, after Chen Xiu entered the martial arts world, did he live a carefree life, domineering and famous all over the world? Or did he become infamous and everyone in the world was afraid of him and called him a lackey of the court."

Bai Heng immediately said, "It must be the former. Chen Xiu is a great hero. Master, you also said that he has a heart as strong as iron. Such a person must be famous all over the world, right?"

Hehehe——

Wang Hao chuckled and shook his head, "Unfortunately, you are wrong."

He raised his head and looked at the moonlight in the sky, his eyes looking far away, and said with emotion: "When Chen Xiu first entered the martial arts world, he fought his way out. He once slaughtered the sect with blood and dominated the world. No matter whether it was the righteous or evil ways, everyone was eager to kill them."

"How could this happen?" There was a lot of surprise in Bai Heng's eyes.

This is completely different from the hero in her mind.

Wang Hao said meaningfully: "Now the world is peaceful, the people live and work in peace, the four seas are at peace, there are gods above our heads, and there is no humiliation or harm in the world. But the world in the past, the martial arts world in the past, was a world of great troubles, a world where people eat each other. In such a world, there is no need for heroes, but only heroes who can pacify the troubled times and conquer the world."

"Then Master, will there be another great hero like Chen Xiu in the world today?" Bai Heng asked with great anticipation.

He withdrew his gaze, which was extremely deep and dark:
"Now that the world has returned to peace, it is the best era and an unprecedented era. In this world, all living beings can practice martial arts and learn literature, and can obtain the best and most solid basic skills when they are laying the foundation. When the realm of cultivation meets the standards, they can receive the imperial dynasty's bestowal and have the opportunity to learn and experience various peerless magic skills. At this time, all living beings are almost equal. Therefore, in such an era, you should not expect a new Chen Xiu to appear."

"After all, once a hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of disaster for the common people."

Bai Heng seemed to understand what he said, but he just said in a long voice: "Oh"

"You should rest." Wang Hao reminded again.

Bai Heng closed his eyes and meditated.

At this moment, her eyes narrowed:

"Master, Master, how old are you? I heard that you were already a deity before I was born. Are you..."

"Master, can you teach me the art of transformation? I also want to become a flying bird."

The night is deep, the moon is round, and the sky is quiet.

Amid the noise, Wang Hao spent a long time. (End of this chapter)