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

Chapter 9 A magical sword is swallowed into the belly, and the righteousness is just a lie!

Wu Stele Forest, on the edge of the cliff.

A long breath came out slowly from Luo Jing's mouth, his eyes were hot and shocking:
"Is this the magic sword left over from the 'Mythical Age'?"

In this era, Luo Jing, as Wang Dongxuan, is about the same age as he is today, but his foundation-building martial arts is only a small achievement at the first threshold. He can only touch the key of 'Dark Strength', and is at least far away from refining the marrow. It took several years.

But he just used the "Tire Casting Method" passed down from the Luo family, and borrowed the "Shangdong Sword Qi" to temper his body a little. At this moment, Luo Jing's spine moved, and it was actually the "hidden energy" that could give birth to his own fists and feet. It broke through some kind of shackles and penetrated most of the body!

Although, it still can't reach the level of being completely transformed and strong enough to penetrate into the bone marrow.

However, it is no exaggeration to say "One feather cannot be added, and no fly can fall" on the road!

The energy runs through the whole body and has become energy. Every corner of the body, hair, nails, and even teeth can generate energy. The internal organs are strong, and the qi and blood are like mercury. It can be said that it is "hard to separate a corpse from five horses"!
Even if there are future generations who have polished their bodies and practiced hard to build the martial arts pass, they still have the experience.

But if you want this body to explore the key to reaching the peak of strength training, no matter how fast you go, it will be impossible in just one night!
There is no one in the world who knows it from birth!
Every step requires all kinds of efforts to achieve success.

but
Stroking this 'Shangdong Fulong Sword', Luo Jing's mood was ups and downs. He couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and scream. He was both happy and regretful!
This sword has its own spiritual essence, which will continuously attract the spiritual energy of the world and condense it into the "Shangdong Sword Qi". As long as there is a proper method, for a foundation-building martial artist, if he tempers his body with this day by day, he can save ten years in one night. The merit!

To refine one's strength and marrow, ordinary people must accumulate strength over time to break through this barrier, and the strength spontaneously generated in the body can break through the layers of restraints.

But the 'Shangdong Sword Qi' is a stimulation from outside the body, which makes the inside and outside blend together, killing two birds with one stone, and getting twice the result with half the effort!
In addition, the so-called "Qi" of the Martial Saint means "Qi of heaven and earth". This kind of sword Qi is no less than a spiritual spring, and the essence of mountains and rivers. Even in later generations, it must be a first-class treasure of heaven and earth. Only then can it be compared!

If you obtain it, you will have the foundation and ticket to directly reach the Mysterious Embryo, or the superior Mysterious Embryo.

This is a great opportunity for any ambitious and ambitious martial artist, but it is a pity that
"It must be my future body!"

Luo Jing forcefully suppressed the throbbing in his heart, which was full of ups and downs, and he was filled with regret.

But then, he cheered up again and straightened out his emotions. He seemed to have remembered something and couldn't help but feel refreshed:

"However, this 'long river of time' can trace me back to this point just by following the soulless 'broken scabbard' of this sword. If I can imprint the so-called 'legendary deeds' and carve the so-called legend in this era , and even condense the ‘Destiny’.”

"Can I get better feedback than this 'Shangdong Fulong Sword'?!"

"It's also unknown!"

"Then this is the first step. I am bound to win the position of Master of Fulong Mountain!"

His eyes suddenly changed, as sharp as an eagle.

Coupled with the deep gap of sword energy that was more than ten meters long, Mu Yuqing could not help but take a small step back.

At this moment, a warning bell sounded in her heart:
"The methods of a martial arts saint!"

As the wife of the Jade Flute Sword, Mu Yuqing is well-informed. How could she have never seen the Martial Saint take action?

To be honest, that is beyond human reach.

Ever since the concept of "convincing spirit" and the emergence of martial arts saints, martial arts has gradually taken on the color of "myth".

Although the master's divine will is mysterious, in the final analysis, he can only use the thoughts in his heart to warn others, seek good luck and avoid disaster, and escape calmly when surrounded by thousands of people.

But the 'saint of martial arts'.
They can use the 'pure energy' of heaven and earth taken into their bodies to perform martial arts to a level comparable to supernatural powers!

The sword energy is like a rainbow, and the palm comes out to subdue the dragon!
It is no longer false.

When "Jade Flute Sword" Wang Duan uses the three killing moves attached to "Shangdong Sword Qi", he can really create various phenomena such as "the sound of the flute gradually rises, the bright moon in the sky, and even the Qi turning into a fish and dragon" to achieve killing. The potential!

Although Wang Dongxuan is still immature at the moment,
But given time, it will be easy to defeat thousands of armies, but thousands of people will not be able to defeat them!
In this era, there are too few people who have reached the third level of foundation building, 'convinced'.

So much so that when Mu Yuqing first saw Luo Jing refining the Shangdong Sword Qi and used it to show off his power, she really thought that he had mastered this sword, broke through the two passes of refining the strength and refining the marrow, reached the sky in one step, and entered the Martial Saint Profound Pass.

at this time
He is even worried about whether he will still keep his promise and fulfill the agreement.

But in fact, although Luo Jing has some of the methods of a 'martial arts saint', there is still a long way to go before he can be 'convinced' by a martial arts saint.

However, he wouldn't just explain it intentionally.

Otherwise, how can we win the position of 'Fu Long Zhang Zun'?
Looking at the brilliant 'Shangdong Fulong Sword' in front of him, Luo Jing knew that he was far from refining it. At most, he had only absorbed some of the sword energy.

After all, he is just a foundation warrior, a mere mortal.

Where can there be such a powerful method as taming the magic sword?

But in later generations, some disciples of big sects and talented people have already opened up a feasible path.

Some people are born into a noble family and have real people in the Dragon and Tiger Realm controlling the family behind them. They are born with countless resources for practice. Therefore, they have prepared in advance before building the foundation of Wuguan. The foundation of their own 'Xuan Fei' will be What will it look like.

They will collect precious spiritual materials, rare treasures, magical swords, and magical knives, cultivate them in their bodies, and temper them every day, so that they can kill without equal during the foundation stage. They are difficult to beat at the same level, and even practice faster than their contemporaries.

This is the 'pregnancy method'.

Before casting tires, Luo Jing should follow his example.

Although he doesn't have any profound skills, he only has a superficial understanding of it, but if it's just a weapon, he can establish a connection with the most basic blood contract, and then absorb it into his body to nourish it.

Therefore, Luo Jing cut his finger, but saw a flash of blood. The magic sword, which was about three feet long, followed the young man's blood to outline tiny lines on the sword's body. In less than half a moment,

The red light on it began to gradually shrink, and finally turned into the length of a thumb. The young man in front of him opened his mouth and sucked it into his throat!

Such a method shocked Mu and her daughter on the spot.

Mu Yuqing's pupils narrowed slightly, and she raised her purple silk sleeves to cover up the surprise that was unconsciously revealed on her face.

Mu Yuanjun, who was wearing a light green skirt, opened her mouth slightly, feeling incredible.

Although she was in a rather gloomy mood, she had not lost her most basic judgment.

Seeing such a shocking method, Mu Yuanjun felt...
Not seen all night,
It was as if something earth-shaking had changed in my junior brother.

Until I associate it with my mother's undeniable words.

Her pale little face, which I felt pity for, was even slightly hotter.

Do not,
He is no longer a junior brother.
She should rather call her:
husband.

Luo Jing's magic sword entered his stomach, and he immediately looked outside the forest of martial monuments.

When he stood on the edge of the cloudy mountain cliff, he listened slightly to the subtle and noisy movements not far away. He closed his eyes silently and calculated for a while, and couldn't help but say:
"Master's wife, something has happened."

Mu Yuqing's selfish intention was to leave everything to her, the Mu family, so she was biased and too impatient.

At this time when people's hearts were in a state of flux, some people with the power of appeal raised the banner in the name of righteousness. The disciples all over the mountain were dissatisfied with this, so the huge momentum was not an accident.

After all, the dragons in Fulong Mountain are leaderless. Although the old master is strong, he is also old. There are internal and external troubles, and there is a lack of a person like the "Jade Flute Sword" who can carry the tripod and serve as the divine needle to stabilize the sea.

If it had been before the rainy night, Luo Jing might have been able to watch all this happen silently.

but now----

He gently untied the white scarf tied on his head, letting his long black hair fly and flutter in the mountain wind, his eyes bright:

"Even before the bones of our ancestors were cold, signs of fighting for power and profit appeared frequently. Dong Xuan saw this and was very heartbroken." "However,"

As he whispered, the energy and blood around his body gradually evaporated. A layer of hazy red cloud appeared all over his body, even on his skin, as if his whole body had turned into the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword'.

"I hold the Dragon-Suppressing Sword, and I should be the Dragon-Suppressing Lord."

“Fu Longshan’s past and future affairs are all on my shoulders as my contemporary master!”

The young man's eyes were like bright stars and he laughed loudly.

Immediately it spread, it could be said that the sound was overwhelming, making Mu Yuqing's beautiful eyes sparkle. She suddenly thought of something, and her eyes immediately lit up!

indeed,

Since Wang Dongxuan can do this,
Turn the tide and take charge of Fulong!
Even calm the turmoil, strengthen the foundation of the town, and kill the "Snow Mountain"!
It may not be impossible!
really,

The young man finished speaking without any hesitation.

In an instant, he was already striding outwards!

I saw Luo Jing's strength aroused and his steps as fast as flying.

Whenever you walk on a road that is flat, there will be cracks, and if it is muddy, there will be no traces of silt, which shows the depth of your kung fu!

Righteousness is nothing but lies!

Holding the emperor hostage to command the princes can also be called supporting the country.

As for what happens, it all depends on the punching power in your hand!

On Fulong Mountain Road!
The pines and cypresses on both sides are soaring!

Ji Wumu held the sword in one hand and took the lead. The sound of "kick-kick" kept coming, and the shadows swayed past. He crossed ten steps, raised his head upward, and saw the tightly closed bluestone gate. The forest of martial tablets was already approaching!

At this time, a trace of desire finally appeared on his originally serious and tense face.

Wu Stele Forest!
It contains methods for refining strength, marrow refining, and even the master's records on how to understand the secret technique of "there is a god in the fist", and so on!

Among them, there is even more the "Shangdong Fulong Sword" that can comprehend the secret of the "Saint in Martial Arts"!
Ah.

Ever since he became a disciple of Wang Duan of the Jade Flute Sword, he spent more than ten years on horseback, only to gain half a body of marrow training, and he could be regarded as a master.

He knew very well that the possibility of him being able to control something like this that could trigger a Grand Master's blood rain and a Martial Saint's prying eyes was very slim.

Ruoruo, Ruoruo Wang Duan is not dead!
He won't have any distracting thoughts and is willing to waste his whole life here.

But unexpectedly, bad news comes from the sky, the dragon is about to fall, and things that were originally difficult to reach become possible!
Ji Wumu didn't have any sense for Wang Dongxuan.

Even if Wang Duan made him a closed disciple and called him the chief, he would have no idea.

After all, he is just a teenager. Even if his reputation overwhelms him, what can he do?
What determines a person's status is always boxing!
Even though he, Wang Dongxuan, is the leader, he doesn't have to call himself senior brother. The resources that belong to him are still his. A real man should have a broad mind when dealing with things. It's just a false reputation. He never cares!

As for the position of the Master,

In the past, when Wang Duan was in his prime, he was convinced that his life would be extended for a period of time. To put it bluntly, he might not be fine even if he and others died. How could it be their turn to think about it? Chief, it sounds good, but it is of no use!
However, who would have expected that Mu Yuqing, the woman who chose her son-in-law, would choose him instead of herself, and would even risk it all and give him the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword'. What an honor it was, and he had only served his master for a few years?

There was a thunderstorm last night, and he could clearly see the fire in the key points. Because of this, he felt angry!

'Jade Flute Sword' is the inheritance of Wang Duan. You have been his wife for more than [-] years, and I have been the direct disciple of An Qian and Ma for more than ten years. If you want to take it, I accept it. Even if it is to give it to your daughter and let her go down the mountain overnight, I will not do it. There is resentment.

But since you do this, it’s hard to convince the public!
Ji Wumu had an indifferent look on his face. Behind him, four marrow refining elders arrived, as well as nearly a hundred disciples who had been incited by him to become powerful disciples!
'Fulong Fist' Qi Yan, 'Chunyun Kick' Qi Wen;
Xiao San, the 'Stone Opener', and Liu Dangyang, the 'Finger-Breaking Sword'!

"Mu Yuqing!"

"If you were to obey the crowd, why would the top elders from all over the Fulong Mountain, all the guests, and even all the disciples on the mountain follow my will?!"

Stepping onto the Fulong Mountain Cliff, in front of the Forest of Martial Steles, Ji Wumu walked half a step and saw the old master "Judge Pen" Xu Kui with a stooped figure, a hooked nose, and air-conditioned eyebrows.

At this time, he was holding his hands behind his back. His thin body was like a thousand troops, blocking them from the giant bluestone door.

Xu Kui! !
It is said that he was born with the appearance of a hawk looking at a wolf and turning his back on his master.

But Mu Yuqing, his father, took this old man out of a beggar's den in the snow when he was young, and taught him martial arts. After decades, he got the 'Jade Flute Sword'. Before Wang Duan was born, half of Fulong Mountain's Taiping has never been the guest of honor. This deal is a good deal!

Don't judge a book by its cover!

When Fulong Mountain was destroyed, Xiang Qinding, the sect leader of the former martial arts hegemon of Yanyun Prefecture, the Qingding Sect, had coldly rebuked him:

It’s really a good dog raised by the Fulongshan Mu family!
Seeing the Grandmaster standing tall, Ji Wumu could feel the stagnant aura behind him.

But he was fearless. He immediately gathered his strength and stood up, clenching his palms into fists, facing the master directly, and roared like thunder:

"Old Grandmaster, the twists and turns of right and wrong were all explained yesterday during the thunderstorm night!"

"Master's wife is unfair and arbitrary. Is it possible that we, the disciples all over the mountain, can't even say a word?!"

"Please come to see me, Master Madam!"

The voices sounded together, and many of the disciples who were initially timid to see the Grandmaster coming in person, and who hesitated a little, were all moved, and felt a fire burning slowly in their abdomens.

We are all children of Jianghu, and everyone speaks with their fists!

If those who have obtained the Fulong foundation are masters or marrow refiners, even if they cannot convince the public, at least they will not do so openly!
The warrior is unruly!
Even if you are a mere martial artist, even if you are the leader, you can surrender to me!

"Please come out and see me, Master!"

"Please come out and see me, Master!"

"Although Senior Brother Wang is the chief, he still needs to be better than me in fists and kicks, otherwise he will not accept it!"

"Yes, otherwise I won't accept it!!"

In an instant, all the disciples came up and down, their voices condensed into one point, and their strength burst out, like an overwhelming force, they came straight towards the "Judge Pen" Xu Kui and pressed across the air!
In response, the old man turned around, with sunken eye sockets and a complicated face:
"."

He seemed to want to say something.

But after a while, he just shook his head and slowly moved aside the body that was originally blocking him.

Immediately, he looked deeply at the giant bluestone door that was shaking violently at this moment and then slowly opened.

'buzz buzz'

The wind on the cliff blows from the other side.

As the vicissitudes of life in the Forest of Wu Steles hit my face,
came together
There is also a young man wearing a red glow, as bright as the morning sun!

"My lords,
But not convinced? "

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