Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 381 Ancestor Zhao Chuanxiong
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The scorching flames suddenly appeared in the space like the sky falling, accompanied by an extremely powerful pressure, rising from the back mountain of the entire Wulin Alliance.

"Divine Fire Mysterious Heaven Transformation?"

"Are you from the Wu Temple?"

Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and Jianhe was now less than three meters away from Fang Xuan.

"Stop it all!"

At this moment, a powerful voice suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the sword river, which had been carrying an extremely powerful force, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Above the back mountain, a mysterious force took over this space, and then the endless sword intent dissipated at this moment.

Even the strong flame on Fang Xuan's body was automatically extinguished at this moment.

Everything seemed as if it had never happened.

Fang Xuan and the other two were stunned for a moment, only Chu Kuang breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, that old man has finally woken up!"

At the same time, Zhao Yang put away his sword and bowed respectfully towards the back mountain: "Ancestor!"

The voice in the back mountain continued to sound: "I know everything. The Wulin Alliance has distinguished guests. Go!"

Zhao Yang nodded, turned around and looked at Fang Xuan again, then turned and left.

After Zhao Yang left, a stream of energy led Fang Xuan and the other two into a dense forest. As they followed the path deeper into the forest, Fang Xuan whispered to Chu Kuang beside him, "Brother Chu, have you ever met the ancestor of the Wulin Alliance before? Tell me about it?"

Chu Kuang quickly smiled and shook his head: "You will know when you get there, there is nothing to say."

Something must be wrong with this kid, Fang Xuan thought to himself.

After walking through the forest path for a stick of incense, the three of them came to a huge mountain wall. At this moment, Fang Xuan's hair stood up for no reason and his scalp went numb.

The source of this terrible danger is behind this mountain wall.

"what!!"

Suddenly, Pu Anyu screamed and pointed his finger upwards.

On top of the towering cliff, a huge monster's head was lowered, staring at the three people below with a dim gaze.

The monster was huge, with thick hair on its body like a steel whip, emitting a fierce light under the sunlight.

Suanni is a very powerful alien creature. I am no match for it. All kinds of thoughts flashed through Fang Xuan's mind.

At this time, Chu Kuang waved at the monster, and the monster actually retracted its head.

Then, Chu Kuang smiled and said, "Its name is Xiaohong. It has the blood of Suanni and is the guardian beast of this mountain. Even though it looks scary, it actually has a very good personality."

"It may have smelled something unfamiliar, so it came out to take a look."

How come he knows so much about the Wulin League? Could he be the illegitimate son of the Wulin League's ancestor? Fang Xuan complained in his heart in confusion.

Then, Chu Kuang knocked on the stone door under the mountain wall and shouted inside: "Old man, I'm here again, open the door quickly."

An old voice came from inside the stone gate: "The foundation has been laid well, and the blessings will continue. Good, good!"

Chu Kuang clasped his fists and said with a smile: "That's right, I haven't lived these years in vain."

The old voice sounded from inside the door again: "I'm talking about the little guy from the Wu Temple."

Chu Kuang was stunned on the spot.

Seeing Chu Kuang’s deflated look, Pu Anyu covered his mouth and laughed.

Fang Xuan clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Junior Fang Xuan, nice to meet you, senior!"

An old voice came from the stone wall again: "I know about you. You killed the Buddhist sect, joined the Martial Temple, and killed Chu Yuanzhen for millions of people. Are you interested in working for my Wulin League? I can accept you as my last disciple."

"After a few years of hard work, you will be the next leader of the Wulin Alliance. When the Wulin Alliance and the Dragon Whale Army merge, the entire Jiuzhou will belong to you!"

Why does everyone want to take me as their disciple? Fang Xuan's smile paused for a moment, then he bowed his hands and said in a humble and unyielding manner, "I do want to carry the banner of unifying the Nine Provinces. It would be even better if I could gain the support of the Wulin Alliance with my strength, but I already have a master."

"Which one from the Martial Temple?" the old man in the stone gate suddenly asked.

Fang Xuan remained silent.

The leader of the Wulin Alliance did not pursue the topic. After a while, he said casually, "You came to the Wulin Alliance this time for the dragon's luck, right?"

Fang Xuan nodded seriously, "Yes, my great cause requires this dragon's luck." His response was silence.

Just when Fang Xuan thought that the other party would not agree to his request, an old sigh came from the crack of the stone door: "I should have thought of this when I signed the agreement with the former Emperor of Dayang."

"The Dragon Luck of Jiuzhou is spreading. The most important thing is, where else can the Dragon Luck go except the Wulin Alliance?"

After a few seconds of pause, the Wulin Alliance's ancestor continued, "It seems that the Wulin Alliance cannot escape this disaster."

"Fang Xuan, give up this dragon luck!"

The three of them fell silent.

Chu Kuang sighed and said quickly: "This is your fault. We have come all the way here, and you are too decisive in rejecting us!"

Then, Chu Kuang seemed to have thought of something and asked, "You don't want to use the dragon's luck for yourself, and then the Wulin Alliance will rise up!"

The old voice in the crack of the stone said with a little dissatisfaction: "Chu family boy, if you are not still useful, I will throw you out now."

The Wulin Alliance's ancestor's voice was calm, but Chu Kuang immediately fell silent.

Without Chu Kuang interrupting, the old voice continued: "The same goes for dragon luck and luck. It's good to have their help, but not too much."

"Those who are haunted by dragon luck will lose all their martial arts skills. Fang Xuan, you need to think carefully!"

This answer was like a heavy hammer hitting Fang Xuan's head, and his head suddenly started buzzing.

Having practiced martial arts for such a long time and never encountered a bottleneck, Fang Xuan was immediately confused by this sentence.

As if to clear Fang Xuan's confusion, the old man's voice continued: "Your future achievements are destined to be higher than mine. After you become extraordinary, this dragon luck will become a shackle for you."

"Since you are a disciple of the Martial Temple, think more about that person!!"

From then on, the old man's voice stopped abruptly.

Fang Xuan also fell into deep thought.

I heard from Ruan Hong that the Valkyrie in the Martial Temple had already become a saint, but she had never had the slightest interest in Long Yun.

This is not just because she is the chief of the Martial Temple.

As for why, Fang Xuan couldn't figure it out at this moment. If he had to guess, maybe it had something to do with the rules of heaven and earth in Jiuzhou!

After hearing this, Chu Kuang felt helpless. He didn't expect that this trip would be a waste of effort.

Just as Fang Xuan was about to get up and leave, a crack in the stone wall slowly opened up, and a breeze blew out. Then, a kind-looking old man suddenly sat on the stone bench opposite Fang Xuan.

He was wearing a grey long robe and did not look strong, but the light in his eyes made people dare not look into his eyes.

The old man nodded slightly at Fang Xuan and said, "I am Zhao Chuanxiong. Since you have come all the way here, I cannot let you come here in vain. I will discuss a deal with you."

Fang Xuan immediately clasped his fists and said, "Please go ahead, senior. If I can help you, I will never refuse."

The old man stroked his beard and chuckled. He looked at Fang Xuan and suddenly became serious: "The Wulin Alliance is experiencing a thousand-year disaster. If we don't handle it properly, it may be destroyed. So I hope you can help."

Fang Xuan just thought the old man was joking with him, and said indifferently: "Old senior, you are joking. Even a martial artist in the Divine Wandering Realm can't stop the situation, how can I help you!"

If it were anything else, Fang Xuan would naturally not refuse, but unfortunately Zhao Chuanxiong's proposal was obviously beyond Fang Xuan's ability.

The old man knew that Fang Xuan would say this, and he said helplessly: "I am in the critical period of retreat, I just need you to help me buy some more time."

Hearing this, Fang Xuan thought for a moment and asked, "What should I do?"

The old man replied: "Don't let that dragon luck fall into other hands."

After saying this, the old man’s figure disappeared like mist.

On the stone bench where he had sat, there was only a round pill left, which had extremely strong medicinal properties.

"This panacea can help you improve your rank, use it well!"

After receiving the panacea, Fang Xuan looked at the mountain wall.

It was obvious that what happened just now was just a clone of the old man, not even a clone. The old ancestor's condition was very wrong.

Fang Xuan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said:

"Old Senior, are you going to advance to the Transcendent Realm?"

(End of this chapter)