Hearing what Grandpa Dao said, Xu Zimo was silent for a long time.
Just then he asked: "Is it Hongtian?"
"Wrong, it's a divine act," Grandpa Dao said with a smile.
"Only he can go to the other side of the starry sky.
Only he is willing to go.
He once determined to travel through the dazzling mountains and rivers of Yuanyang Continent.
Now Mingzhi also wants to visit every inch of land in the Nine Realms."
Xu Zimo smiled.
He had actually forgotten about Emperor Shenxing.
Because in the history of the Zhenwu Holy Sect, Emperor Zhenwu was the founder.
It's the most famous.
Empress Hongtian's appearance as a celestial being conquered almost everything and influenced several eras.
Even the emperor after her is still shrouded in her shadow.
And the Three-Knife Emperor.
Although not as famous as the two.
But his attacks were overbearing, and the Immortal Flower is still blooming on the avenue in front of Zhenwu Shengzong.
Many disciples of the sect, when choosing the inheritance of the four ancestors, will subconsciously choose the inheritance of the Three Sword Emperor.
Because his attacks are simple and crude enough.
Therefore, the Three Swordsmen Emperor is equally famous.
Except for Emperor Shenxing, the sect didn’t have many records about him, even at the beginning.
After receiving his destiny, Emperor Shenxing rarely returned to his clan.
He is traversing the scenery of this world.
Use your feet to measure every inch of the land.
This is the path of Emperor Shenxing. Xu Zimo did not expect that after arriving in the Nine Regions, Emperor Shenxing would still follow his own path.
The road is long, accompanied by loneliness and loneliness.
He is truly a perseverant person.
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"What about Senior Dao? Are you also following your own path?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I have been with the knife throughout my life, and I will sleep with the knife after my death."
Grandpa Dao smiled and said: "I have met countless sect saints and Tiangong fairies along the way.
But nothing could stop me.
Only this knife has accompanied me all the way."
His voice sounded a little sad.
Nowadays, he no longer pays attention to his image. In his old age, he looks like an old man in his dying years.
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Chatted with Grandpa Dao for a while.
Xu Zimo then left.
Xiao Anan pushed him to leave. On the way, Xiao Anan asked with some reluctance: "We must leave the Zhenwu Holy Sect."
"Why not?" Xu Zimo asked.
"After all, I grew up here, and I'm a little reluctant to let it go," Xiao An'an replied.
"I'll be back," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Just go do something, kill some people.
Everything will be back to normal by then.
The only thing that has changed may be that the Zhenwu Saint Sect will dominate this Tianji Realm."
When Xu Zimo said the last sentence, his voice was a little low.
So much so that Xiao Anan couldn't hear clearly.
He pushed Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo asked: "What did Sect Leader Wang say?"
"The sect master has informed all the elders and disciples of the sect," Xiao An'an explained.
"It is expected that the results will be available soon."
"Then let's wait for the result," Xu Zimo said.
"Also, suggest me to visit the sect's monument."
This monument of the Zhenwu Holy Sect records people who have made great contributions to the sect.
However, the Zhenwu Holy Sect was destroyed.
This monument has been deserted for a long time.
The last person to record it was also five hundred years ago.
Xiao Anan didn't ask much.
She thought Xu Zimo was revisiting his old place.
Then he silently pushed Xu Zimo towards the monument.
I walked for about ten minutes.
Even though the Zhenwu Holy Sect had been destroyed before, the world was still very big.
Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived in front of the semi-destroyed monument.
There are a total of three hundred monuments here.
What is recorded is the most famous three hundred ancestors since the establishment of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
Unfortunately, many monuments have been destroyed today.
What comes into view are the ruins and only five or six complete monuments.
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Ancestor of Wuyuan.
The Zhenwu Holy Sect lasted for three thousand years.
He once killed seven great saints and helped the sect quell Yao's rebellion.
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This monument is very large, each one is tens of meters high. Below are the life stories of Wuyuan ancestors.
These are the daily routines of Monument.
Xu Zimo looked at them one by one and found that most of the monuments were only half or incomplete.
"Sir, what are you looking for?" Xiao Anan asked.
"Look for the monument of your ancestor, the Great Sage Zhenwu," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"The monument of the ancestors was broken a long time ago," Xiao Anan said regretfully.
"Then do you know the location of this monument before it was broken?" Xu Zimo asked.
"It's inside. The ancestor used the first monument. It's quite easy to find," Xiao An'an said.
When she pushed Xu Zimo to the deepest point.
I saw an intact monument inside.
The surface is made of black magic stone.
There are a few large characters vaguely engraved on it, exuding a strong sense of martial arts.
"The monument of the ancestor Zhenwu.
It lasted for one year of Zhenwu Shengzong.
Founding the Zhenwu Holy Sect brought the sect to its peak."
Xu Zimo looked at the records on the monument.
Xiao Anan said in surprise: "This... this monument of the ancestor has been broken long ago.
Why did it suddenly appear again?
Who erected this monument!"
"If the monument falls, it can still be erected.
Even if a person dies, he can still live," Xu Zimo said somewhat inexplicably.
There was no answer to Xiao Anan's doubts.
Xu Zimo looked at her and ordered: "Put your hand on the monument."
Xiao Anan did not hesitate.
When her right hand was branded on the monument, a shocking sword light suddenly burst out.
The sword light kept flashing.
It shattered the void all around.
And on the monument, a deep whirlpool unexpectedly appeared.
Xu Zimo reached out and took out a sword from the whirlpool and threw it to Xiao Anan.
"What...what is this?"
Xiao An'an hurriedly took the sword, feeling as if the sword was connected to her blood in her hand.
The Zhenwu Sword Body inside his body is getting more and more violent.
The sword intent seemed to rise into the sky, bursting out uncontrollably.
"Just call your ancestor's sword the True Martial Sword," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"The ancestor...why is the ancestor's sword here?" Xiao An'an stammered.
"Of course she left it for you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Leave it to me, why?" Xiao Anan was a little confused.
Xu Zimo glanced at her and did not answer the topic.
Instead, he explained: "Just accept it, you deserve this.
Even if I don't give it to you, the old man will eventually give it to you.
I got a bargain."
Xiao An'an didn't understand what Xu Zimo meant. She just felt that the ancestor's words were too convoluted.
