Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

Chapter 189 Qin Mucheng Julan Sword, Wang Shouren, Master's Realm

Imperial City, inside Shengtian Hall.

Li Huang stood up from the slump, and dragged his decayed body to the window.

In the night, the full moon hangs high above the sky.

In front of the Shengtian Hall, opposite the wide square, is the tallest and largest Sheng'an Gate in the Imperial City. The tower is ten feet high, and it looks extraordinarily majestic and majestic under the cold moonlight.

Lihuang raised his head and went to the top of Sheng'an Gate.

"Your opponent is coming!"

His old voice sounded, a little hoarse and weak.

On the majestic city tower, a figure wearing a veiled hat and a black robe appeared at an unknown time.

The figure is holding a long sword, the sword is not out of the sheath, but a subtle sword intent has already diffused.

Although the sword intent is very weak, but this little bit of sword intent has already revealed a palpitating artistic conception.

"He is not my opponent!"

A square-faced man came behind Emperor Li.

Li Huang looked at him, a gentle smile appeared on his old face.

"That should be Ju Landao, the first island owner of Xiaoyao Island. You actually said that he is not your opponent."

Ju Lan Dao, the first island owner of Xiaoyao Island, his sword is not a sword, but a knife. The artistic conception of his comprehension is the meaning of the sword, but the situation is the gesture of the sword. Unique third layer artistic conception.

In the southeast islands, Ju Lan Dao is also regarded as one of the four top powerhouses.

Ju Landao, Duan Haiqiang, Lang Chengfeng, and Jing Rushan, these four are recognized as the strongest in the Southeast Islands.

The man shook his head slightly, and said: "I don't mean that, what I mean is that his opponent tonight is not me, but someone else."

"Oh!"

"You have other plans."

Li Huang looked at him with some surprise.

The man in front of him is his younger brother, the younger brother of the same mother.

Everyone knows Lihuang, but few people know that Lihuang has a younger brother.

Qin Mucheng, a member of the Dali royal family, has shown martial arts aptitude since he was a child. Fifty years ago, when Emperor Li was busy fighting for the throne, he hid in the deep mountains and old forests to practice martial arts.

Thirty years ago, Emperor Li established the world and his power shook the world. He returned to the capital with a congenital state.

At that time, even Li Huang was shocked.

His relationship with this younger brother is very good, or this is the only family relationship he has after becoming the emperor.

Originally, Lihuang intended to let him enter the court and become his most powerful arm.

But Qin Mucheng refused, instead of entering the court, he went to Qingfu Mountain.

For 30 years like a day, I have never stepped out of Qingfu Mountain.

Even if Emperor Li wanted to see him, he had to go to Qingfu Mountain in person.

There is no way, his younger brother is either retreating or practicing, and he doesn't care about anything at all.

However, Lihuang still entrusted Qing Fushan to him to take care of him. On the surface, Li Xun and Yan Zhen are the two big mountains of Qing Fushan, but in fact Qin Mucheng is the master of Qingfushan.

Qin Mucheng nodded and said, "A very nice person."

Li Huang's deep eyes were full of strange colors.

A very nice person!

To hear such an evaluation from his mouth, it means that this person is really good.

Qin Mucheng doesn't care about worldly affairs, but it doesn't mean that he really doesn't know about worldly affairs. There is pride in his bones, pride in his own martial arts.

He is a very intelligent person, otherwise he would not have become a strong man in the three innate realms.

His vision is very arrogant, and ordinary people can't get into his eyes at all.

Even Li Xun is just a bad old man in his eyes.

After all, Li Xun is more than 50 years older than him, but Li Xun's strength may not necessarily surpass him.

While the two were talking, several figures reappeared on the opposite door tower.

They are all black clothes and hats, which look extremely mysterious.

Suddenly, in the silent imperial city, the sound of the flute sounded, and the sound of the flute lingered in the night. Under the moonlight, the imperial city seemed to be calling for something.

The Tianwu Guards in the imperial city had already discovered the abnormality, and they all gathered towards the Shengtian Palace.

For a moment, the originally quiet imperial city became a little more noisy and lively.

A Tianwuwei in black armor stood in a neat formation around the Shengtian Temple, and many Tianwuwei had already climbed to the roof cornice of the Shengtian Temple.

The cold blade shone a little bit coldly under the cold moonlight.

Everything seemed so orderly, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

There was no emotion in those cold eyes, they just looked around coldly.

Their gazes did not all converge on the tower, only a few of them stared at the figures on the tower.

There was a whirring sound.

Under the full moon, a large number of black-clothed and masked figures leaped over the city wall and entered the imperial city.

This night, the imperial city is destined not to be peaceful.

……

Qing Fushan.

On this mysterious but low hill, a tree shining in the moonlight stands on the top of the hill.

There are high walls all around, perfectly blocking every inch of the branches and leaves of the tree. Outside the high walls, there are patches of dense forests, and there are tombstones erected in the forests.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can only see a large area of ​​woods and a faint wall between them.

And the tree inside the high wall is the Spirit Fruit Tree.

At this time, under the Xingling fruit tree, an old man and a young man were playing chess against each other under the moonlight.

"Teacher, are we going to stay here?" Wang Shouren couldn't help asking.

Yan Zhen, as one of the two mountains on Qingfu Mountain, naturally knew that the capital was not peaceful tonight, and Wang Shouren must have understood something by following Yan Zhen.

Although Wang Shouren didn't know exactly what would happen in Kyoto tonight, he knew that there would definitely be many disturbances in Kyoto tonight.

"Well, our task tonight is to guard this tree and guard against some thieves." Yan Zhen said indifferently.

Wang Shouren was preoccupied, and said: "But I feel that something happened in the imperial city!"

"Feeling!" Yan Zhen suddenly raised her head and looked at him in amazement.

"Well, a strange feeling, as if there are many powerful auras over there." Wang Shouren said.

Yan Zhen stood up suddenly, her eyes flickered with excitement, and she looked at him carefully.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Wang Shouren was a little confused by his behavior.

"You understand!"

"What did you understand?"

"Heaven-human connection!" Yan Zhen said excitedly.

But Wang Shouren's frown deepened.

"Humans are born with the energy of heaven and earth, so they are like a small heaven and earth, Yin and Yang, five elements, four seasons and eight seasons, all of which can be used in the body. There is earth in the sky, there are people in the earth, and there is heaven and earth in people."

"Using the small world to respond to the big world, this is the interaction between heaven and man."

"The master's realm begins with the induction between heaven and man."

Yan Zhen laughed.

Perception is a very magical ability.

Innate warriors can sense fluctuations in artistic conception within a certain range out of thin air. The stronger the artistic conception, the greater the sensing ability.

Confucianism Cultivator's perception is more delicate, reaching the state of a master, and can sense all the wind and grass around him, the flow of breath and the fluctuation of artistic conception.

With Yan Zhen's cultivation, he could sense the aura and mood fluctuations more than ten miles away, but now Wang Shouren could also sense the aura fluctuations in the imperial city three miles away, which showed that he had already glimpsed the mystery of the master's realm.

In the past, Yan Zhen told Wang Shouren about the telepathy between heaven and man. At that time, Yan Zhen also said that as long as he can achieve the telepathy between heaven and man, it proves that he can really step into the realm of master.

In Yan Zhen's view, the interaction between heaven and man is the threshold of the master's realm.

At that time, Wang Shouren's understanding of the relationship between heaven and man was very vague. After all, it is difficult to explain this kind of thing clearly by just talking about it.

But now he seems to be able to truly appreciate the beauty of the connection between heaven and man.

"Heaven senses!"

Wang Shouren muttered softly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"My heart is the heart of heaven!"

After the words fell, a strange aura rippling from his body, the rich aura was blowing everything around like an invisible breeze.

Wang Shouren narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

Next to her, Yan Zhen's expression became more and more excited, and after the excitement, she was full of anticipation.

There is nothing more satisfying than cultivating a student in the master's realm, which makes him happier than when he stepped into the master's realm.

I am not alone!

It took a long time before Wang Shouren opened his eyes.

His eyes sparkled, and his temperament changed a little, becoming more natural, more free and easy, and more airy.

Master Realm!
The third realm of Confucianism cultivation!
He seems to have really realized it!
Wang Shouren looked at Yan Zhen who was approaching, felt his eager eyes, flung off his robe, knelt down on his knees, and said: "Student, thank you teacher for clarifying the confusion!"

This time, he is sincere.

Maybe he has superhuman talent and a bright road.

But Yan Zhen helped him too much. Without Yan Zhen, he might be able to achieve the state of a master in the future, but that might be three, five, or even ten years later.

"Good good!"

Yan Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, her excitement and gratification were beyond words.

Wang Shouren stood up with a happy expression on his face.

He unexpectedly stepped into the threshold of the master realm so quickly. Although he still has a long way to go from Yan Zhen's realm, at this moment he can really be called a master.

Confucian Master!

"Hahaha~~"

Yan Zhen laughed loudly, and the hearty smile echoed in the quiet Qing Fushan.

But soon his laughter stopped abruptly.

"There are really some little thieves thinking about this tree!"

He said with an ugly face.

He was angry, really angry.

If someone came here to disturb him before, he would definitely not be angry, and even a little happy, since he has nothing to do, beating up the little thieves is also a good thing to relieve boredom.

But now he was happy that Wang Shouren had stepped into the state of master, and suddenly he was disturbed, and his mood suddenly became bad.

Wang Shouren also felt a little bit, he looked along the front gate, and there were two figures, a man and a woman, walking straight along a bluestone path.

Under the cold moonlight, the woman is delicate and charming, and the man is solemn and stern, looking extremely extraordinary.

"Teacher, students want to practice their hands!"

Wang Shouren said suddenly.

When Yan Zhen heard this, her ugly expression immediately changed to a good one.

These two little thieves seemed to come at the right time.

"Okay! The teacher will hold the line for you!"

Wang Shouren bowed to him.

"Thank you teacher!"

Then, he turned around and walked out the door.

A man and a woman on the path stopped and looked at Wang Shouren.

"Little brother, we want that tree. I wonder if little brother can let us in?" the woman said softly.

"Who are you?" Wang Shouren asked.

"Lv Shengwang's court, Haiyueqing! Little brother, do you like him?" The woman's alluring face revealed a seductive charm, coupled with her soft voice, people could hear it and couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding.

Wang Shouren looked at her, Qingling's eyes were full of searching.

"Are you an illusion?"

The art of psychedelia is a kind of heresy. Dali's way of cultivation is mainly martial arts, supplemented by Confucianism. In addition, there are Taoist cultivation methods, Buddhist cultivation methods, etc. In addition to these, there are many heretical methods , Think about the technique of raising Gu, mental illusion and the like can be classified as heresy.

Heretics are not heretics. It doesn't mean that those ways of cultivation are not good. It's just that those ways of cultivation have less inheritance and are more troublesome to practice. In addition, few people practice, so they are called heresies.

Seeing him like this, the woman couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

She is indeed a psychedelic practice, based on her own outstanding appearance, supplemented by a delicate voice, she can be addicted to countless men.

In Lu Shengwang's court, she has countless admirers. I don't know how many people want to see her. As for kissing Fang Ze, that is something that most people dare not think about.

It can be said that her psychedelic technique has always been invincible, no matter who she is facing, she will be moved by her beauty.Even Lu Zhi, who is in the third realm of innateness, would sometimes lose his mind because of her.

But Wang Shouren in front of him not only didn't lose his mind when he saw her, but his eyes were clear, as if what he saw were only ordinary things.

She looked at Wang Shouren's Confucian shirt, and suddenly said, "Are you a Confucian cultivator?"

"Wang Shouren, a Confucian student, has met both of you." Wang Shouren said politely.

A look of helplessness flashed in Hai Yueqing's eyes, and then he took a step back, letting out the man beside him.

Confucianism cultivators focus on mental state cultivation, and it is Confucianism cultivators who are most afraid of her psychedelic technique.

To put it simply, Ruxiu is her nemesis.

Of course, ordinary Confucianism cultivators can't stop her psychedelic skills, but Wang Shouren in front of him is obviously not an ordinary Confucianism cultivator.

The cold and handsome man looked at Wang Shouren with a serious expression.

"Lu Sheng Wang Ting Haiming is new!"

Wang Shouren nodded, and said, "Do you want the awakening fruit tree?"

"No, we only want a spirit awakening fruit." Hai Mingxin said.

Wang Shouren shook his head and said, "If you want to wake up the spirit fruit, you must defeat me first!"

He had just stepped into the realm of Master, and he really wanted to test his combat effectiveness.

Confucianism cultivators before Master Realm were very weak in combat effectiveness. Although they could create a huge aura with awe-inspiring aura, they were actually just paper tigers with almost no lethality.

But when it comes to the realm of masters, awe-inspiring aura can condense the power of heaven and earth, and using power to overwhelm people is the most powerful means of Confucian masters.

At this time, Wang Shouren had just crossed the threshold of the master realm, and had just comprehended how to use the power of heaven and earth, but he hadn't used it yet.

Hai Mingxin didn't make a move. He looked at Yan Zhen who was inside the gate.

His eyes were full of fear.

Obviously he knew Yan Zhen.

(End of this chapter)