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Chapter 1 The Fall of the Master
In the spring and April of the 800th year of the Tiandao calendar.

The center of the mainland of Kyushu, the Qianzhou of Middle Earth, and the Zhongding Empire.

The horn of the boundless, low and distant.On the distant horizon, a flag covering the sky and the sun was raised, and a huge team stepped on the bluestone road, making roaring sounds, and the earth shook.

At the front of the team, a Qingzhou white horse, without any variegation, was wearing a full set of golden horse armor.Immediately sat a beautiful woman in her forties, with high temples, a plain skirt, and knee-high riding boots.

Ten feet behind the white horse, the cavalry followed slowly in eight columns. The knight was bare-chested, holding a flagpole with thick arms in his arms.The flagpole is four feet high, with a six-foot-long plain sail fluttering from the top.

Behind the Sufan flag array, there are three thousand silver-armored fine cavalry, and after the fine cavalry, there is another endless troop of heavy infantry, reaching the sky at a glance.

The whole team, headed by Yan Fu, walked forward for another half an hour, and there was a T-shaped intersection in front of them. On the south side was a more spacious bluestone avenue, leading directly to the foot of the high mountain hidden in the fog in the distance.

In the middle of the T-shaped intersection, a black donkey was lying across the road. On the donkey was an old man in a blue shirt, with white beard and hair, eyes that seemed to be closed, and his body was swaying from side to side on the donkey, as if he would fall off the donkey at any moment. .

The beautiful woman exerted a little force on her legs, the Qingzhou white horse seemed to have a human nature, its hooves were like nails, and it stopped firmly in the middle of the road. The beautiful woman slowly raised her right arm, revealing a trace of pink and white wrist.The team behind them stopped in unison.

A smile appeared on the beautiful woman's face, she rode forward, stopped ten steps away from the black donkey, parted her red lips lightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhi, little sister is late. "

The white-haired old man showed a gap in his eyes, and nodded slightly: "Fairy Lu is a big show, so naturally she has to take a step slower. "

The beautiful woman giggled and said: "Brother Zhi is happy to find his younger sister again. How can the younger sister be so grand? Isn't this seeing off the old god Ha? The number one Taoist master in the world is going far away, and he will always send him off for a while. "

The old man nodded slightly: "It's about the same time, let's go up." "After speaking Tsing Yi Fei Wu, the whole person floated into the air and flew slowly towards the straight road.

The two flew side by side, and within a quarter of an hour, they reached the foot of the mountain and landed at the same time. Looking up at Fengming Mountain, they let out a soft sigh, as if they wanted to expel all the turbidity in their lungs, not daring to let this fairy mountain get a little turbid.

The old man opened his eyes half-closed, and said softly: "If the mountain is not high, there will be spirits if there are immortals, the phoenix sings in Kyushu, and the hidden dragon is in the sky. "

The beautiful woman put away her smile, showing respect from the bottom of her heart.The two remained silent, and walked step by step along the bluestone-paved mountain road, seeming to be in a hurry, measuring their steps, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Fengming Mountain, Qianzhou, Middle Earth, is well-known in the mainland of Kyushu, and everyone knows it, and everyone knows it.This Fengming Mountain is as high as [-] zhang, and the main peak is hidden among the clouds and mists.Speaking of which, this Fengming Mountain is not the highest peak in the mainland of Kyushu, and it can only be regarded as an unpopular mountain. Apart from the picturesque scenery and the four seasons like spring, there is really nothing attractive.There are countless mountains with such scenery, not to mention the entire Kyushu, but the Qianzhou of the Middle Earth alone.

Fengming Mountain was originally just a wild mountain in Qianzhou of Central China. It was named after Mr. Fengming lived here for a long time. In the 700 years of the Tiandao calendar, the Zhongding Empire issued an edict to build a large-scale construction project on the top of Fengming Mountain for Fengming. Mr. established the world-famous Tiandao Palace.

Since then, the Tiandao Palace in Fengming Mountain has become a sacred place for Taoists in Kyushu, which is yearned for by Taoists and warriors all over the world.

The last afterglow of the setting sun shines on the back garden of Lingming Hall of Tiandao Palace.There was a pot of four cups on the stone table, and a light smoke rose from one of the cups, and the fragrance wafted for ten miles.

Sitting on the stone bench was a middle-aged man dressed in white snow, with long black hair hanging behind his head.The hands that were exposed outside the sleeves were like chicken feet, as thin as sticks, and the skin was covered with brown and black spots.

Zhi Jiutian and Lu Yunxian walked into the back garden lightly, their feet were like stepping on clouds and mist, without making a sound, as if they were afraid of startling the white-clothed man in front of them.

This middle-aged man in white is none other than Ha Mingfei, the greatest master of the Dao of Heaven in the Kyushu Continent in the past 3000 years.

Ha Mingfei was born in the 600th year of the Tiandao calendar, in a family of low-class nobles in Ganzhou, Central China. When he was born, he was born with an innate Taoist eye, which can see through everything in the world.

Before the age of 30, he wandered around the major academies of the Zhongding Empire and read thousands of books. He didn't practice the imperial examinations, nor did he practice martial arts to strengthen his body. He was called a bookworm and didn't realize it.

After the age of 30, no one can stop him from even challenging the Three Sacred Mountains of the Empire. After the age of 50, it is famous in the entire empire. After the age of [-], everyone in the mainland of Kyushu knows it.

As the saying goes, if you don't sing, you are alone, and if you sing, the sound moves above the nine heavens.

"Hey, sit down when you come." Ha Mingfei's voice was low and raspy, lacking in breath.

"Sir..." Lu Yunxian stepped forward quickly, poured out the cold tea in the cup, and poured new tea into the cup.

A faint smile appeared on Ha Mingfei's old chicken-skinned face: "Sit down, you two, if people see that the two sun gods of the empire are actually doing the business of serving tea and pouring water, it is extremely inappropriate. "

"Don't dare to do it, in front of Mr., how come Yangshen will say it." Zhi Jiutian and Lu Yunxian dared not say it.

In fact, what Ha Mingfei said is right, the two in front of him are not ordinary people.There are so many warriors in the mainland of Kyushu, and none of them want to achieve peerless martial arts.

The sixth level of martial arts, from the lowest human level to the highest sun level, the difference between heaven and earth.This gap is not only reflected in the unparalleled combat power, but the longevity alone cannot be compared.

The human rank is only a hundred years old, the earth rank can increase life by fifty years, and the sky rank can be increased to two hundred years, which is far beyond ordinary people.But in comparison, how can a lifespan of five hundred years at the star level be imagined by ordinary people?Not to mention the moon order and the top-level sun order.

Ha Mingfei loved the art of heaven since he was a child, and had little interest in martial arts. It was not until a hundred years later that he achieved the supreme art of heaven, and with the help of countless high-level warriors who asked him, he barely improved his martial arts. As low as the Heavenly Rank, now that two hundred years have passed, the life of the Heavenly Dao Grandmaster, whose Fengming has been in the Nine Heavens, will also come to an end.

Take the two in front of me as an example. Lu Yunxian, who is as beautiful as peaches and plums, was already a moon-level powerhouse and a master of Zhongding Huguo when Ha Mingfei was born.Besides, this Zhi Jiutian had already stepped into the top-rank of the Moon Rank 300 years ago. Hundreds of years have passed, except for the improvement in his cultivation, his appearance has almost never changed.

The moon level and the sun level are levels that ordinary people cannot touch. No one knows how many years a peerless powerhouse who has reached this level can live.

Ha Mingfei tried his best to open his dizzy eyes, and his eyes swept across the garden one by one. The sky is already dark, the land is still endless, and the green pines and cypresses are full of vitality, but unfortunately, he has come to the end of his life.

Looking back on my whole life, Ming in Kyushu, the art of heaven is unmatched, even if he is as strong as Yang Shen, he has to lower his noble head in front of him.

Worth it!

not worth?
No one can tell, if he is given another chance, Ha Mingfei doesn't know how he will choose, pursue the peerless martial art of endless life, or still pursue the path of heaven?
Ming Fei Ming Fei, this name is what my father expects of himself, and I hope he can tell right from wrong.Why?Why not?Martial arts?Heaven?

"Sir, what is there to do? The two of us are willing to share your worries." Zhi Jiutian and Lu Yunxian looked at each other and said in unison.

Ha Mingfei was awakened from the trance, looked up at the two, smiled and took out two thick blue ancient scrolls from under the stone table: "Everything that should be done has already been done, this is Hamou's life experience , please accept it and leave it to fate. "

"This...isn't it good..." Zhi Jiutian showed embarrassment, but a bright light shot out of his eyes, like electricity and knives.

"Sir, don't you have three successors? Why should you entrust them to us. Although the little girl admires the art of heaven, she can practice martial arts. It's a pity that such a treasure is entrusted to us." Lu Yunxian said repeatedly. Not right, but refused to take half a step back.

Ha Mingfei smiled and said: "Since ancient times, treasures have been reserved for those who are destined and have virtue. The two are the gods who protect the country of Zhongding, and Ha is also a citizen of the Zhongding Empire. I hope this knowledge of heaven can be passed down to future generations. May my Zhongding be safe for thousands of years. "

"Thank you so much, Master." Zhi Jiutian and Lu Yunxian were not polite anymore, they took a step forward and collected the ancient scrolls.

Ha Mingfei's last words are not bragging. The Zhongding Empire is indeed strong, but the Qianzhou of Zhongtu, located in the center of Kyushu, needs to deal with the war that may come at any time in the other eight states at the same time.Before Ha Mingfei was born in the world, the Zhongding Empire was constantly at war, and there was almost never a moment of peace.

Since Ha Mingfei settled in Fengming Mountain a hundred years ago, Zhongding started construction and built Tiandao Palace, and worshiped in eight states. In the past hundred years, there has been no war in Zhongding, and the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful.No matter in the eyes of martial arts practitioners or ordinary people, Mr. Feng Ming's prestige is incomparable, even emperors and sun gods cannot compare with him.

Everyone in the world said that as long as there is Mr. Fengming in the Zhongding Empire, the Zhongding Empire will be safe and healthy.The land in the extreme north that strives for survival, Thousu Zongzhou, the land in the extreme south with great ambitions, Heishui Bingzhou, the southeast land that thinks it is superior, Yuanming Yuzhou, never regards Qianzhou in the middle of the earth as the world The First State didn't even think that the Zhongding Empire was so great. Even having two Yang Gods couldn't stop their determination to encroach on the Qianzhou of the Middle Earth.

It is precisely because the Zhongding Empire has produced the greatest Heavenly Dao Grandmaster in the past 3000 years, the Zhongding Empire has produced a large number of peerless warriors, and its military strength is so strong that no one dares to use swords.

"Everyone who should come has already come." Ha Mingfei closed his eyes and said calmly.

"Those who should go should also go." The voice was like a misty voice, the peerless master of the first generation, returning with his soul.

Zhi Jiutian and Lu Yunxian, the two imperial sun gods, stood quietly for an hour, sighed softly, and walked out of the back garden side by side.The rest of the chores are handled by the Ministry of Rites of the Empire. It is impossible to hide the passing of a generation of grandmasters. Even if it can be hidden for a while, how can it be hidden for a lifetime?
Three days later, an incomparably grand funeral was held in Fengming Mountain. The Emperor Zhongding presided over it in person. Kyushu mourned and the world was full of plain colors.

At the time of the burial, a wind bird kept in captivity by Ha Mingfei, the master of the way of heaven, wailed endlessly. It walked around the tomb for three days, but Fang Yuan disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)