I am above the long river of time, overlooking the eternity!

Chapter 12: The sound spreads across Yanyunzhou, and the Grandmaster’s enlightenment helps me penetrate my bones!
When Fulong Mountain changed its dynasty, it surged like a tide and gradually spread from the bottom of the mountain.
Wait until it simmers a bit.

The well-trained flying birds and trust eagles flew back and forth throughout Yanyun State, falling into the hands of the martial arts factions and aristocratic families who were rooted here.

Today, in the land of Qilu, there is no dynasty in power. There are beacons everywhere and wars have been going on for decades.

Except for the birth of the first 'Martial Saint' in the Snowy Mountains in a hundred years, there are no transcendent forces.

However, with the revival of the spiritual tide, the first 'mythical relic' fell, such as Yanyun Prefecture's 'Fulong Mountain' and other seven unique things in the world rose rapidly.
One mountain, seven wonders, nine gates!

He became the dominant force in Qilu Land and the seven great states!
The former has the repressive background of the 'Saint in Martial Arts' and can ignore thousands of troops;
The latter is a wealthy family that took advantage of the chaos and rose up after the fall of the dynasty nearly a hundred years ago. They have soldiers and horses in their hands, separate the country, and split the land and seal the territory!

Yanyunzhou!
The Polu Ji family, one of the nine clans, is in charge together with Fulongshan.

The former divided states and counties and formulated laws, while the latter collected money and made disciples in order to advance in martial arts. So far, they are living in peace.

but
Following the death of King Fulong in the Snowy Mountains.

The contemporary chief Wang Dongxuan succeeded him.

It was impossible to cover up the movement that was so loud and powerful that the queens of the thunderstorm came to the forest of stone tablets on the cliff.

Therefore, the news that Wang Dongxuan defeated the five marrow refiners and was comparable to the master spread like wildfire.

In Yanyunzhou, undercurrents are surging.

"Wang Dongxuan has shown extraordinary performance since he was young, but his current age is only seventeen or eighteen years old. At most, he has achieved success in training, but in the end, he was able to defeat the five refined souls without being a master."

"Think about it, this son should be the true successor of Wang Duan."

The river flows slowly, with sparkling waves, and there are boats going down along it. Flags are hung on the poles, making hunting sounds, and the words "Jianchi" are engraved on them.

Two men with swords hanging from their waists stood at the head of the boat. The young man in fine clothes read the letter word for word, frowned and answered.

"Fulongshan's 'Judge Pen' is not dead. Maybe he has taken action. The rumors that are based on rumors may not be taken seriously."

"but."

"There is a letter from a letter saying that traces of her were seen on Fulong Mountain. This is indeed true."

"This time, she must be captured. Otherwise, once she becomes powerful and the Sword Sect dies in the Snowy Mountains, she will snatch the 'mythical relic' away. After a while, who can do anything to capture her!"

The middle-aged swordsman with a long beard and sword replied coldly.

In response, the young man in brocade clothes nodded:

"Uncle Master's sword is second only to that of my father in the Sword Sect. Back then, the 'Jade Flute Sword' was invincible before he became a master. With you taking action to capture my sister, there is no need to worry."

"I heard that the king of Fulong Mountain, Dongxuan, is going to marry Yuxiao's daughter as heir to the throne, so I just used this as an excuse to go and ask for a wedding drink."

"And calculate the time."

"One of the Qilu Seven Jue, the divination operator of Penglai Immortal Island in Penglai Prefecture, should also come to lobby Fulong Mountain, intending to gather the power of the Seven Jue, hold the mythical relics, and conquer the Snow Mountain together."

"My father's revenge must be avenged."

"But before that, I, Jianchi, may be in trouble if I cannot find the lost property."

A sigh, filled with sadness, flowed down the river.

At the end is Fulong Mountain.

In Yanyun Prefecture, the Ji family was destroyed!

After the collapse of the previous dynasty, the Ji family was awarded the title of 'General Polu' and guarded half of the mist. After decades of hard work, the first half of the generation united with the 'Aspiration Sect' to aspire to the throne, and the second half of the generation reached a consensus with the 'Jade Flute Sword'. , divide the smoke and clouds.

It has been accumulated for nearly a hundred years and has a profound foundation.

A rich and powerful family full of murderous aura, the door is open, and the stone lions suppress evil.

There are landscapes carved on the stone wall in front of the hall, centuries-old trees on both sides of the corridor, a martial arts school, and all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds.

At this time, there were people wearing fox fur, bows and arrows, and they just heard "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" 'Three times, there were arrows flying through the air. The force attached to the feathers of the arrows, and they penetrated three targets a hundred steps away. The arrows hit the bull's-eye!
Not only that, the arrow penetrated the target and hit the stone wall behind it, causing the feather handle to tremble slightly. It took a long time before it returned to calm.

Ji Zhuolu put down his treasured eagle bow and raised his head slightly, revealing his tough face with clear lines and sharp lines.

There were armored generals on both sides, standing like pine trees, waiting for the 'Lord of the Season Clan' in front of him, the contemporary Polu general, to speak with an order, a hero who could mobilize tens of thousands of free soldiers.

"Ji Wumu, I didn't expect to have the guts of a rat, but I misjudged him."

"The 'Polu lineage' has established its position through meritorious service for decades. He comes from a side line. If he can be in charge of Fulong, it is not impossible for him to pass the general position to him a hundred years from now." Both the Dragon and Dragon sects have passed away, but I, the Ji Clan, are standing in the clouds. If I just sit and watch Qilu, I may not be able to fight for unification."

"Humph"

"Wang Dongxuan is an unparalleled talent. He has the talent to dominate the world and aspire to be the leader of myths?"

pat!

The precious eagle bow was broken by a heavy hand weighing a thousand kilograms!

"This is not the time more than ten years ago when no one understood the secret of 'convincing' the Martial Saint!"

"What's more, Wang Duan is dead, half of Xu Kui's body is buried in the ground, Fulong Mountain's foundation is shallow, and it is much worse than the aspirant sect back then. So what if he is a young grandmaster?"

"If you don't become a 'saint in martial arts' if you step on the mountain gate with thousands of troops and horses, you will be nothing more than a handful of loess in the end!"

The powerful General Polu turned around, his sharp eyes piercing the sky, looking towards the distant 'Fulong Mountain', he took out the token from his waist and threw it to a general beside him:
"According to my general's order, we will mobilize three thousand troops to defeat the captives."

"Waiting for the remnants of the 'Aspiration Sect'."

He walked up to the general and whispered instructions into the ear of the person in front of him.

Immediately, he patted his shoulder and left with a long stride.

Only the sound of the whistling cloak behind him was heard, gradually getting further away.

"I, the Polu Ji family, live between heaven and earth, dominating the smoke and clouds, how can I live in depression for a long time under others!"

Fulong Mountain!
At this time, the night is vast and the moon and stars are sparse.

More than seven days have passed since Luo Jing suppressed the disciples outside the Wu Stele Forest.

In the past seven days, he has understood the secrets of the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword' and the 'Yu Xiao' swordsmanship. He has gained some insights, but he has not figured out whether there are other mysteries about the so-called 'mythical relics'.

Although it is said that "all kinds of sword skills can be mastered with just one touch", his talent is enough to shock the world.

But Luo Jing raised the sword as a embryo and could sense it secretly, and it must have other wonderful uses.

But now, he can't notice it.

"It seems that if you don't refine your magic power, develop a mysterious fetus, and use martial arts to connect with the mysterious, you won't be able to figure out any characteristics."

Luo Jing shook his head, shirtless and with blood all over his body, he sat cross-legged in the yard, listening to the chirping of insects and birds, thoughtfully.

Seven days ago.

The old master "Judge Pen" Xu Kui saw that he was more talented than "Jade Flute Sword" Wang Duan, so he made an engagement with Mu Yuanjun and they will get married soon.

So he put great effort into mobilizing his martial arts will, gave him enlightenment, and practiced every day what it means to have a spirit in the fist.

This is a very interesting realm. It is said to be a 'grand master', but it is not a martial arts pass that can be achieved in a short period of time.

It is more like an attainment.

According to Xu Kui, one has to fight to the death, no less than a thousand times, and wake up to the warning signs in a real 'death crisis' before the prototype of this 'cicada's awakening before the autumn wind moves' can be born, which is extremely difficult.

Although he can use himself as 'firewood' to practice for Luo Jing, it cannot be achieved overnight. The specific situation depends on his own talent.

Although, I haven't figured it out in a week.

But Luo Jing was not without gains.

The master controlled martial arts and divine will, mobilized the whole body's strength, penetrated into the skin of his muscles and bones, and allowed him to feel that state. For him, it was like 'cleansing the muscles and cutting the marrow' again and again, and each time it cost Xu Kui a lot of life.

He practiced for seven consecutive days, asking Luo Jing to use the 'Shangdong Sword Qi' to temper his body every day, and at the same time, he successfully reborn and became strong in his bones.

Now, he is already a genuine marrow refining martial artist.

Although he cannot be called a 'grandmaster' and does not have a profound and profound martial arts will, but considering Xu Kui's strength, he was absolutely crushed by the 'Shangdong Sword Qi' like a martial saint's method.
A grandmaster may not be invincible!
Is thinking.

The pleasant girl's fragrance penetrated into the nose, and at the same time, a pair of weak and slender hands skillfully picked up a piece of wet cloth and wiped it on Luo Jing's exposed shoulder blades and waist:

"Husband, you have worked hard practicing martial arts. I am here to bathe and change your clothes..."

(PS: There will be another chapter later, and it will be uploaded on Sunday. Everyone must read it next week!)
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