He is just like thousands of ordinary people in this world, with an ordinary face, long hair hanging down behind him, a slight knot on the top of his head, and faint white hair on his temples.
The only thing that attracted people's attention was those eyes, which seemed to contain the stars in the sky. Just one glance made guard Zhang Chongtian feel like his soul was frozen.
You must know that he is a strong man in the True Pulse Realm, but he is still so fragile and vulnerable. It is really a step to become a blue sky!
"You have grown up," Xu Qingshan said happily.
Xu Qingshan was a little surprised that his son could remain quiet for so long. A strong man must be able to endure loneliness!
"Dad, you are getting old," Xu Zimo said with a trembling voice as he looked at his father's gray hair on his temples.
In an instant, all the emotions seemed to come out. In his previous life, he and the protagonist Chu Yang made a three-year agreement to fight in Youlong Stream, but in the end they lost to the enemy and were knocked down into the abyss.
In order to avenge himself, his father devoted all his power to hunt down Chu Yang, but he did not expect that the other party would grow up at an unexpected speed.
Chu Yang escaped from being chased again and again, and then became stronger and stronger. Finally, holding a three-foot green blade, he personally killed the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
I heard that clouds moved in all directions during that battle, the sky was darkened and the mountains and rivers were shattered.
In the end, my father was defeated by the enemy and was defeated by Chu Yang's sword. If the sect leader hadn't suddenly appeared to save the situation and calmed down the incident, my father's life would have been in danger!
But because of that incident, my father could not bear the blow. His hair turned gray overnight, and he retired to the mountains and forests, never to be heard from again.
But no one thought that when he fell into the Youlong Stream, he did not fall to death, but instead got some opportunities.
At that time, he began to practice seriously and was eager to increase his strength.
Finally, he broke through to the divine vein realm and wanted to seek revenge on Chu Yang.
But he didn't expect that the opponent's incredible ability could not be matched by his own. He had so many trump cards, and that battle completely knocked all of Xu Zimo's pride into the clouds.
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His thoughts returned to the present, Xu Qingshan handed a token to Xu Zimo and said softly: "You have reached the age of practicing now, so go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose a method that suits you!
This token can lead to the highest point of the Sutra Pavilion, where there are the true stories of the four great emperors. As for which one to choose, it is entirely up to you."
Xu Zimo took the token and nodded heavily. In fact, he had already seen the true techniques of the four great emperors in his previous life.
But there was no way, many things had to be done for show, it was impossible for him to tell the secret of his rebirth, and Xu Zimo still didn't know how to use the round bead.
"As a father, I don't want to get too involved in your practice. As for which technique you want to practice, it all depends on your interest. In fact, everyone has to find their own path in the end," Xu Qingshan was silent for a moment,
Explained: "You are like a carriage driving on a cliff. All I can do is remind you not to let the carriage fall off the cliff."
As for whether the front of this carriage is going east or west, or north or south, it's up to you to decide."
Xu Zimo nodded, he could understand what his father meant.
In fact, there is no difference in the end whether it is the exercises left by the Great Emperor or ordinary cultivation methods.
Everyone must eventually find their own path to martial arts. No matter how strong the things left by others are, they belong to others and will not fit you 100%.
"Go, your mother recently went back to your grandpa's house. I heard that their Shimai Fruit is about to mature, and your mother wants to get one for you," Xu Qingshan said with a smile, "Practice well, and don't let your father let you down."
disappointment."
"Are you disappointed?" Xu Zimo murmured, then nodded heavily.
In his previous life, he did disappoint his father.
At least before he was knocked down by Chu Yang in Youlong Stream, he basically never thought about practicing hard.
He is addicted to the colorful virtual world he created for himself through drinking and sex. He is the crown prince of Zhenwu Shengzong. Many people will wag their tails like a pug when they see him.
He lacks nothing. He can obviously live a better life, so why should he practice hard?
Later he realized that there are no peaceful years in this world, it's just that someone is carrying the burden for you.
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Leaving his father's Qingshan Mountain, Xu Zimo walked straight towards the Scripture-Tiding Pavilion.
Yao looked at this behemoth shrouded in fairy mist, this sect with too many legends.
The Zhenwu Sheng Sect is not an ordinary sect, it is an imperial sect with four emperors.
In the vast and tens of thousands of years of history of the Zhenwu Holy Sect, there have been four great emperors.
What is the Great Emperor?
The strongest man of an era!
Legend has it that in every era, a destiny is born in heaven and earth, and the person who can stand out from tens of millions of people and carry the destiny is the great emperor.
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One hundred thousand years ago, Yuanyang Continent was still in a wilderness era, an era when human beings were like ants, as small as sand and dust, and humbled to the point of death.
That day, a man named Zhenwu embarked on a journey with a sword. After a life of nearly death, he lit the divine fire, established the throne, and carried the destiny.
In the end, the man shouted from the top of the sky, "I am the only one who has destiny!"
Since then, the era of wilderness has ended, and mankind has ushered in an unprecedented era of emperors.
Emperor Zhenwu was also the first great emperor in the era of emperors. He opened the curtain of this soul-stirring and mighty era.
"We would like to respect you as the strongest," countless people shouted loudly, kneeling on the ground under the power of Emperor Zhenwu.
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Emperor Zhenwu carried the destiny and finally came to the far west of the Eastern Continent to establish the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
On the day when the Zhenwu Holy Sect was established, congratulations came from all directions, worshipers came from all over the world, and countless people squeezed their heads to join this sect.
There are even countless sects vying to become affiliated sects of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
Since then, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the far west have been divided under the control of the Zhenwu Holy Sect, which continues to this day.
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Thousands of years later, another man walked out of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
The man's name has long been forgotten by the world. What makes everyone's memory tremble deep in their souls is just the three long knives on the man's back.
"Slay the immortals, slay the demons, and be the true self."
The man held these three long knives and suppressed his era.
He is the seventh emperor in the Age of Emperors and the second emperor of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
"The Emperor of Three Swords!"
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Another ten thousand years passed, and the third great emperor appeared in the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
"The Great Emperor of Divine Walking."
Among the many powerful emperors throughout the ages, the Shenxing Emperor is not the most stunning one.
But his speed is among the best among all the great emperors.
In the late era of Emperor Shenxing, this man once looked deeply toward the end of the world.
There is only one sentence left, "I want to use my feet to traverse the dazzling mountains and rivers, see all the prosperity of floating life, and swim to the top of the sun and the moon."
Then he left, and all he left to the world was his shadow that carried so many legends.