Chapter 652: Martial Saint Is Not Dead?
Going to Wu Sheng's Tomb may be a dangerous thing.
Therefore, Zhao Changqing did not let Murong Hening follow.
She is very sensible and knows that her current strength cannot help her, so she waits quietly in Yuxu Peak of Kunlun Mountain.
Just like back then, when he was leading the expedition in person, he himself took care of his home in the capital. It was the same.
After many years, it is still the same.
"This trip to the Tomb of Saint Wu may bring us closer to the realm of the Saint."
Zhao Changge is looking forward to harvesting something.
If that tomb is really the tomb of Saint Wu.
"It has been several days since Wu Sheng's tomb appeared, but today, the changes in this tomb are particularly strong, and the surrounding spiritual energy is also surging."
Jianyi has not been idle these days, and has been guarding the tomb.
"Is there anything strange happening in this tomb?" Zhao Changqing asked.
"Yes." Jianyi said: "A few days ago, when this tomb first appeared, there were a few rays of light rushing towards the land of Kyushu. I tried my best to intercept a ray of light. It recorded an ancient
Boxing techniques are quite profound, and I don’t know much about boxing techniques.”
"Can you bring your boxing skills?"
"Your Majesty, I have never heard that this boxing technique has been handed over to someone in the imperial court." Jianyi replied.
"It seems that it is most likely the tomb of Saint Wu." Zhao Changqing concluded.
According to legend, Wu Shengren created many martial arts.
They are all methods suitable for human cultivation.
The skills he created created a large number of powerful human beings.
When others create exercises or teach others martial arts, they usually hide something.
But Wu Shengren is different. He will write all the exercises based on his own personal experience.
Let people in the future practice cultivation and get twice the result with half the effort.
His actions can be described as selfless.
It is worth remembering by the strong men of the entire human race.
They came to the entrance of Emperor Wu's tomb.
There is a very ancient atmosphere here.
The entrance is a vortex.
Reveals the extraordinary.
The ground within a hundred miles radius has already collapsed.
From time to time, techniques or artifacts would come out of the whirlpool and rush to other places at extremely fast speeds.
At this moment, the Demon Saint is sitting cross-legged next to the whirlpool.
This vortex has a kind of gravitational force. If you don't have enough concentration or cultivation, you will be easily absorbed by this gravitational force.
But the things inside can fly out from time to time, which is amazing.
Zhao Changqing came to the side of the Demon Saint and without any greetings, he went straight to the point: "How did you deduce that this is the Tomb of the Martial Saint?"
The tomb has been surrounded by imperial soldiers and factory guards on three levels inside and three levels outside.
I just don’t want people from the world of martial arts or powerful monsters to get involved in this tomb.
At first, Zhao Yuan attached great importance to this tomb, so he sent troops.
However, after knowing that the Supreme Emperor would personally take charge of this matter, I was finally able to let go of the big stone in my heart.
After all, the saint's tomb is really of great importance.
"Because you have never seen the Martial Saint, but I have seen him, and his aura is still unforgettable to me. I once killed two monster saints by myself. Moreover, when I first entered the realm of saints, because I was a heavenly being,
The man and the saint crossed the threshold together, causing the foundation to be unstable, but even so, he was still able to fight back against countless invading enemies.
He is truly a powerful man who can kill to the extreme with just his fists. His martial arts can last forever. Even the Confucian sage once praised him personally.
A battle with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of ancient times."
The Demon Saint spoke highly of him.
Perhaps, this is also history's evaluation of martial saints.
"How did your heyday compare with Wu Shengren?" Zhao Changqing accidentally understood Wu Shengren's strength.
So, he wanted to find a comparison.
"If he were in his prime, it would be easy for him to kill me. Unless the Qing Emperor fights him, there may be a chance of winning, but it is also extremely slim. You have to know that the reason why the Martial Saint is called the Martial Saint is because no matter whether it is a sword, a spear, a sword or a halberd,
His boxing and kicking skills can be regarded as extraordinary and holy.
You have seen the long river of time, and you should have a deep understanding of the pervasive pressure now, right? But... the martial saint can use a pair of fists to make waves in the long river of time.
At that time, a heavenly calamity came to the world and wanted to kill him, but he was still repelled by his pair of iron fists. That was a calamity, and it was the existence that the saint feared the most, but he turned a blind eye."
The Demon Saint admires such a strong man.
The Martial Saint is really too strong.
He was once synonymous with an era.
Zhao Changge was inherited by Li Qinglian.
Even he has to bow his head and give in when meeting the Martial Saint.
At most, fighting to the death would only cost the Martial Saint an injury.
"Such a peerless strong man is also dead? How many horrific wars broke out in the era of the First Emperor?"
Zhao Changqing was so surprised that he murmured to himself.
Demon Saint said: "No one has really seen the battle regarding the fall of the Martial Saint. It seems to have happened outside the territory. Even if it happened within the territory, there are shocking formations to maintain the stability of this world.
Therefore, no one can give a definite answer to his fall, but the person he faced at that time was a strong foreigner who once caused a stumbling block for Emperor Sui."
"What a magnificent martial saint."
Zhao Changqing deeply admired his deeds.
This is a powerful man who fought for the human race.
"Have you visited this tomb?"
"I went, but the situation in the tomb...forget it, you better go and see for yourself."
The demon saint’s words are all here.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Changqing frowned. At this time, he heard Zhao Changge's voice, "I'll go."
"No, it's better for me to go. I have the magic weapon of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors with me, so I am not afraid of danger. No matter what, I can still protect myself."
As soon as Zhao Changqing finished speaking, he stepped into the whirlpool.
Zhao Changge looked anxious and wanted to jump down after him, but was stopped by the Demon Saint, "Don't worry, he will come up later."
She felt a little confused.
After Zhao Changqing jumped into the tomb, he fell into endless darkness.
As a heavenly being, he has been able to see at night for a long time, but in the tomb, he still couldn't see his fingers.
It seemed that his eyes were blocked by some substance.
He used the immortal fire to illuminate a corner of the land.
Here is a cliff.
Not far away in front of you is a huge palace.
There are also various human figurines.
He did not dare to go forward without permission and used Jiuding to open the way.
But suddenly, he saw that the palace in front of him slowly became blurry.
Wrapped in a kind of mist.
Then everything started to spin.
It's like yin and yang are reversed.
It seemed that a voice came from deep in the palace, "How dare you prevent me from sleeping!"
Hearing the sound, Zhao Changqing was shocked.
"What do you mean? Isn't Wu Shengren dead?!"
A feeling of uneasiness gradually arose in my heart.
However, that voice gradually disappeared.
He took a deep breath and moved on.
Suddenly, at this moment, strong winds and thunder came from everywhere.
A bell is ringing.
From the depths of the palace, a ray of light burst out.
He struggled to dodge.
Chapter completed!