The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

On the ancient path, two thin donkeys trotted forward and back.

There were two men in the donkey. One of them was in his twenties, and he had a handsome face. Behind him was a man with a dirty face and a head full of scoundrels.

Naturally, the two of them were Li Dao and his new subordinate, Sun Zhenzi.

Sun Zhenzi had never read a book, but he was a smart man. He always fell behind Li Dao by two steps and emphasized the difference between master and servant.

As for why he didn't ride a horse but a donkey, he had to explain.

In the Northwest Territories, horses were not produced, so it was impossible to ride a horse. The only option was to ride a donkey.

The horses from the northwest were transported from other areas and were only provided for the army. Ordinary people wouldn't even be able to ride a horse.

Moreover, the roads in the northern part of Shaanxi Province are bumpy, and the horses are not as good as the donkeys.

Fresh clothes and angry donkeys, those who relied on the sword and the martial arts, they were all talking about Li Dao's current condition.

As a martial arts expert, Li Dao naturally had no lack of money, so he changed into a new set of clothes.

A snow-white silk robe was draped over his shoulders. Li Dao felt like he had gained the demeanor of an expert. Unlike when he had just transmigrated, he could only wear linen clothes.

Sun Zhenzi was also dressed like a dog, but it was a pity that his looks and temperament didn't match with his clothes.

At this moment, Sun Zhenzi was praising himself for his good judgement. He had never been so impressive before.

In the past, Sun Zhenzi knew some katana techniques, so it wasn't a problem for him to bully ordinary people. But how could ordinary people have money?

The rich were all servants who watched over the yard. How many people could he hit with his triple-legged cat's sabresmanship?

As a result, the previous Sun Zhenzi was always troubled by poverty. Only now did he realize that his previous life had been in vain.

Li Dao was not a moral person. Without money, he would naturally look for money, and the servants of a rich family would naturally not be able to stop him.

The two of them had been riding on the donkey for four days and had finally left the Shanxi border.

In ancient times, there weren't that many roads. Often, there was only one official road.

Therefore, as long as the ancients set a direction when they were away, they wouldn't get lost under normal circumstances.

On the way, Li Dao did not relax either. During the day, he would ride on a donkey to deduce the Art of Soul Shifting and move across the sky.

At night, when he stopped to rest, he would practice the Southern Flower Sword Technique or meditate to practice the True Truth Song.

After leaving the cold jade bed, his inner force progress was extremely slow, like a snail crawling around.

On the other hand, he practiced the martial arts techniques, Southern Flower Sword Technique, True Sword techniques, and so on to a very proficient level.

He gave Sun Zhenzi some pointers and passed down the Great Devil Subduing Fist and the Raging Waves Saber Technique to him.

It could be said that Sun Zhenzi was lucky. If he didn't meet Li Dao, he might not have been able to learn any profound martial arts in his lifetime, because others wouldn't be able to spread the supreme technique like the Nine Yin True Scripture so easily. Unfortunately, he had met Li Dao. In Li Dao's eyes, the Nine Yin True Scripture was nothing more than that. He was a man who could travel through the world, what did a single Nine Yin True Scripture count for?

As for whether or not Sun Zhenzi's martial arts was too high, Li Dao wasn't worried. If he couldn't even suppress a single Sun Zhenzi, then he wouldn't want to be a part of this.

Moreover, whether a person could become a powerhouse was extremely important to a magnanimous person. People like Sun Zhenzi, who was somewhat smart, would not be able to create a climate for themselves.

Take an example, such as Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Huang Rong was smarter than Guo Jing, that was without a doubt. Furthermore, Guo Jing knew martial arts Huang Rong, and even Huang Rong knew more godly skills than Guo Jing. But why was Huang Rong's martial arts so much weaker than Guo Jing's? This was the reason why magnanimity would determine one's achievements.

Was Sun Zhenzi smart?

Perhaps he was smarter than most of the people in this era, but in front of Li Dao, his smarts were not even worth mentioning.

Li Dao didn't even think twice before passing the martial arts to Sun Zhenzi.