Traveling through the world of high martial arts, I opened the simple mode

soon.

He didn't say any more, but closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

…………

the other side.

Above Wudang Mountain.

On a mountain top.

The strong wind was blowing, and the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the night sky.

There is an old man standing on top of these mountains.

It's just that those strong winds that blow over him can't get close to him no matter what.

These winds seem to have eyes, and they will actively avoid the old man.

In that moonlight, take a closer look.

The old man was dressed in a Taoist robe, with an immortal air, like an exiled immortal in the mountains.

He is Zhang Zhenren!

The real person looked up at the little stars in the night sky, twinkling and twinkling.

He raised his hand, shook his sleeves, counted his fingers, but couldn't help but be amazed.

"I never thought that this world, whose vitality has been cut off for thousands of years, turned out to be a turning point...

What the Sword Ancestor never did a thousand years ago will change at this time? "

Zhang Zhenren said in disbelief, then turned his head to look in the direction of Qingcheng Sword Sect.

He couldn't help but admire.

"Really young and promising!

The juvenile sword god... is unprecedented... and probably never to be seen again...! "

At this time, Zhang Zhenren's tone suddenly paused.

"It's such a strange fate... I can't see it... I can't see it..."

But then he laughed again.

"Hahaha, changing and unpredictable, this is the difference! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

At last.

Like the wind, his figure disappeared above the mountain top.

…………

at the same time.

After Wang Gonggong learned about the things that happened in the Qingcheng Sword Sect, he immediately wrote a letter and sent someone to rush to the palace and hand it over to Wei Gonggong.

And this time.

Eunuch Wei happened to hold this letter in his hand.

Eunuch Wei immediately went to meet the present-day Holy Majesty with the letter without saying a word.

In the majestic palace, the emperor sat on the dragon chair.

He took the letter presented by Eunuch Wei, and after looking at it carefully, his heart skipped a beat and his eyes narrowed.

"Martial arts myth... the juvenile sword god!?"

"The current Qingcheng Sword Sect really has a young sword god!??"

The emperor asked repeatedly, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching a few times.

In fact, he had heard this news before. After all, there were so many rumors in the rivers and lakes that almost no one knew about it.

But the young Sword God in his teens is a bit too unbelievable.

This is really hard to believe.

After all, folklore, which one is not more exaggerated and unreal as it spreads?

A rank one martial arts master, many people can't reach it in a lifetime.

It will take decades for someone with better talent.

To be able to reach the realm of martial arts mythology in your teens, isn't this a dream come true?

But now that he got the letter written by Wang Gonggong, this has to make the current emperor pay more attention to it.

In fact, he also sent someone to confirm the authenticity, but these people who are paid by the court are really a bit slow in doing things, and they haven't sent back accurate information until now.

"Your Majesty, the old servant has sent people to confirm the news, and now there is a letter written by the prince himself, I am afraid it cannot be faked..."

"This..." The emperor felt his body go limp when he heard this.

The current emperor is over 180 years old.

When he was young, he fought in countless battlefields, and it can be said that he has fought for the world today.

It is precisely because of this that he is particularly eager for all of this.

I also hope that it will last forever and live forever!

Want to keep all of this firmly in your hands all the time!

However, people have birth, old age, sickness and death, and if life does not bring death, it will not take it away.

But he is not reconciled, unwilling to lose everything!

Because he paid for all of this with his life!

He will be the emperor forever!

It's just that the previous battles on the battlefield also left hidden diseases in his body.

In addition, there are 3000 beauties in his harem. When he was young and vigorous, he was full of energy and loved him day and night.

In this way, even if he already has the cultivation base of the top first-rank grandmaster realm, he still cannot live the life span that the grandmaster realm should have.

A normal first-rank grandmaster has a lifespan of 200 years.

But he will lose several years, even ten years of life!

In this way, in a few more years, he reckoned that he would go west of Hexi.

Seeing that death is getting closer and closer to him, he will become more and more anxious.

Now there are only two choices to have a chance for him to survive.

The first one is to break through cultivation and reach the realm of mythology.

Once stepping into the myth, the lifespan increases to a whopping 600 years!

There is even the possibility of rejuvenating oneself and returning to youth.

The other is to find the method of immortality mastered by the legendary Qi Refining Alchemy.

Or maybe the elixir of life.

It's just that the search for immortality has been done a long time ago.

When he became emperor in his teens, he had been doing it all the time.

But until now, there is still no result.

When he was 20 years old, he sent people to take three hundred boys and girls out to sea in search of the legendary Penglai fairy island.

However, those people have never returned, and more than 160 years have passed since then.

Later, two more arrangements were made, each time with a large number of people, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

It is also because of this that breaking through to the realm of myth seems to be more likely than the illusory immortality.

As long as you master the secret method, you will be fine.

but……

There is now a young sword god in the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

The emperor looked at Eunuch Wei and said, "Can't you too...?"

Hearing this, Eunuch Wei quickly lowered his head.

He could understand the emperor's mind and know the emperor's anxiety, but that was a myth after all.

Half-step myths are not enough to look at in front of real myths.

"Your Majesty... the old slave is incompetent, and has never touched the real mythical realm...

Half-step myth, I am afraid that this is the limit of this old slave..."

Hearing this, the emperor took a deep breath, and finally sighed heavily again.

"What about the army pressing down on the realm? Could it be that the mythical realm is truly invincible?!

Didn't Wang Youcai and Li Shaoyang go there first with [-] troops? "

Eunuch Wei lowered his head and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, a half-step myth can already form an army by one person, and it is impossible to pose a threat to the real myth..."

"It's not enough to form an army formation and condense an army soul?"

"Your Majesty, it's not true that there's nothing you can do, the martial arts myth is also made of flesh and blood.

Although it can communicate the vitality of heaven and earth, it is not endless, so there are times when the energy is exhausted.

It’s just that I really want to deal with this peerless and peerless powerhouse, but the price is a bit too huge..."

"How big is it? How many soldiers and horses are needed?" The emperor didn't care about these, but asked directly.

All he needs is a method and a result.

As long as the result is what you want to write, what is the process, is it important?

Eunuch Wei pondered for a moment, then said: "If this is really the case, at least one hundred thousand troops are needed, or even... 20!"

"20……?"