From martial arts to the world of immortality Chapter 363: The world is attacking Confucius, storms and clouds gather at the Four Sacred Mountains (4k6)
Chapter 363: The world is attacking Confucius, storms and clouds gather at the Four Sacred Mountains (4k6)
Grandmaster is the ultimate dream of all martial arts practitioners.
It is a myth, a legend, and a belief, truly standing at the top of the martial arts food chain.
Youdao is a master, and everyone is an ant.
Even famous people are just ordinary people who can be destroyed in front of the Supreme Master.
Even when the Zhao Kingdom was at its most powerful, the imperial power reached its peak.
The Grand Master was still able to fear nothing, and even had the ability to come and go freely in the palace and demonstrate forcefully to the Emperor.
When individual strength reaches such a level, one person can defeat a country.
Therefore, no matter how exaggerated the words of praise are, it is no exaggeration to place them on the master.
After the Sword Saint Demon Lord, the martial arts entered an unprecedented downturn, and no one was heard of being able to step into the realm of the Supreme Grandmaster.
At this time, I suddenly heard that there was still a grandmaster alive in the world, and that he was going to take action against the 'Devil King' Kong Huameng.
Everyone in the world who heard this news felt extremely excited and felt that light was about to come. The order in the martial arts world would soon return to normal.
"Is the news true? There hasn't been a grandmaster for so many years, how come one suddenly appears?"
"Of course it's true. Who dares to pretend to be a master? The Red Hero Lu Gaoyang, the abbot of Kuhai of Jingang Temple, the master of Longya Temple of Baishan Temple, and the leader of the vegetarian sect Chen, these big guys can all testify!"
"Grandmaster, this is the supreme grandmaster! I didn't expect that as in the storybook, there is actually a grandmaster who has been living silently in a remote place!"
"The Sword Ba Sect has done many evil things and caused harm to the martial arts world, and now it is finally going to receive retribution! Hahaha!"
"Kong Huameng won't dare to go to the Four Sacred Mountains, right?"
"That's not the case. This person practices the invincible method, and belief is the most important. If you don't dare to go up the mountain, your belief will inevitably collapse, and your martial arts will never improve in the future!"
"Taoist Priest Xiaguang, who became famous a hundred years ago, is the fourth generation leader of the Handcheng Sword Sect.
At the time when the Sword Master had not appeared, the Righteous Path was weak, but it was he who used the Red Cloud Sword to fight against the Demon Lord, allowing the Righteous Path to go through the most difficult period!"
The news that Taoist Xiaguang was about to leave the mountain had a huge impact in the martial arts world, no less than a magnitude 10 earthquake.
But for those top forces, the impact is even more far-reaching.
A fork in the road that was difficult to choose appeared in front of them.
The ten major sects are really worth seeing.
In the meeting hall inside the temple, a group of old men with a deep aura were discussing something seriously.
Among them, there are the world-famous four Huanzhen disciples: Taoist Priest Biyou, Taoist Heilong, Taoist Yuzhen, and Taoist Dingfeng, as well as other famous figures in the temple on the fifth floor.
"Taoist Xiaguang is going to take action against the Kong thief. The battle on the Four Sacred Mountains is our best chance to escape! As long as we add more force then, the Kong thief will definitely die!" Taoist Master Heilong looked excited and spoke excitedly.
"I heard from Long Ya that Xia Guang is on his deathbed and may not be able to deal with the Kong thief." Taoist Priest Yu Zhen shook his head and said.
"Then what should we do? Do we really have to surrender completely to him and help the tiger?" Taoist Priest Biyou's face was gloomy and his tone was unhappy.
Everyone had different opinions, and finally they all looked at the master, Taoist Master Dingfeng.
Taoist Master Dingfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Xiaguang cannot kill Kong Huameng."
As soon as these words came out, everyone knew Dingfeng's choice.
Although Biyou and Heilong looked unhappy, they could only abide by Dingfeng's decision on major sect matters.
The ten major sects, the Immortal Mountain.
Next to the Fountain of Youth on the top of the mountain, clouds are steaming, mist is lingering, flowers are blooming, and white cranes are flying.
A middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe with a peaceful face was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, doing exercises, when a faint shadow of a blue dragon flashed around him.
I heard a few sounds of waving clothes, Fairy Changsheng, Fairy Caiyun and other famous figures from the sect all rushed over.
"Senior Brother Cangqing, Taoist Xiaguang has not passed away yet. He will come to the Four Sacred Mountains in seven days to fight Kong Huameng."
"Although Kong Huameng is powerful, he cannot be the opponent of the real master!"
"The Ba Jian Sect has sent someone over to ask us to go to the Four Sacred Mountains that day. Obviously, they want us to work for them!"
"This opportunity is very rare. If we help Xiaguang, even if Kong Huameng can escape from him, he will definitely die!"
The man wearing a green Taoist robe is none other than Cang Qingke, the number one expert in Bulao Mountain.
He slowly opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "Since I have agreed to assist him, why do we have to repeat it? If Kong Huameng wins, we, Mount Everlasting, will definitely suffer disaster."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
And Fu Laoshan's attitude was determined accordingly.
Similar to Huanzhen Temple and Bulao Mountain, Qinglong Temple also made the same decision.
But Xuantian Sword Sect, Lantao Temple and many other sects made completely opposite choices.
Prepare to backstab Kong Huameng on that day and get rid of his shackles.
And those powerful but unrelated martial arts sects and hidden families, after learning the news, all realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they were all ready to take action.
The stronger the person, the bigger the tree attracts the wind, the more afraid he is of being found by Kong Huameng.
As the saying goes, if you can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you prevent a thief for a thousand days?
Mingjian Villa.
It is as famous as Burial Sword Valley and is the only force in the world that can create famous weapons.
The strength is no less than any of the ten major sects.
Even because he has helped various sects and masters create famous weapons, he has a wide circle of friends, and his potential energy is even more terrifying.
In the inner courtyard of the villa.
The owner of the villa, Lu Lu, was holding a huge red bow about six feet long and looking calmly ahead.
The long bow is engraved with exquisite flying dragons, and every five inches is inlaid with gems of different colors, which is quite luxurious.
The bowstring is pure silver, tightly stretched and flashing with a slight light.
He raised his left hand to hold the bow, and pulled the bow string with his right hand, aiming at a white-tailed harrier waiting on the big tree in the distance.
The strange thing is that there are no arrows on the bowstring.
But as the true energy surged in Lu Lu's body, an orange light suddenly lit up at the center of the bow string.
Then this ray of light quickly evolved into the shape of a bow and arrow.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The white-tailed harrier in the distance seemed to feel the danger, and flew away from the branches with a "flutter" and flew high into the distance.
On the other hand, the owner of the village did not adjust the direction of the bow and arrow, but directly pulled the bowstring with a 'buzz' sound.
The orange infuriating bow and arrow flew out at an unparalleled speed.
Halfway through the flight, it suddenly changed its direction, followed an arc upward, and instantly hit the white-tailed harrier that had fled far away.
boom!
The white-tailed harrier exploded directly, its feathers flew away, and died tragically on the spot.
"With the sun-shooting bow in hand, what does Kong Huameng have to fear?" Lu Lu said calmly.
The swordsmiths around them all stroked their beards and nodded, looking confident.
The Sun Shooting Bow is the third divine weapon in the world, ranking above the Moon-Wang Sword and Chixia Sword.
As long as you lock onto the enemy, you will definitely be able to hit the target without missing a beat!
Xiaotu Mountain is located next to Qucheng in the Central Plains.
Due to the special soil quality on the mountain, even trees cannot grow, and the entire mountain is almost bare, hence the name.
There are no plants growing, and there are naturally few animals on Xiaotu Mountain, which is lifeless.
But few people know that somewhere at the foot of Tushan Mountain, there is an inconspicuous crack.
The crack was extremely narrow at first, allowing only one person to pass through it. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up.
There are clusters of houses, people are cultivating the land, and you can hear the crows of chickens and dogs.
One of the world-famous four ancestral bloodlines, the Ji family that avoids evil in the Five Elements, lives here.
The so-called five elements avoid evil spirits: water is difficult to splash, fire is difficult to damage, earth is difficult to flood, and metal is difficult to touch, which is extremely powerful.
Even among the four major ancestral bloodlines, the Ji family is one of the strongest in terms of bloodline strength.
The head of the Ji family is an old man with an old face and snow-white hair, and an unfathomable aura.
He stood casually on the field ridge and said to a young man in front of him: "Kong Huameng has been looking for our Ji family. Since he has bad intentions, we don't need to be polite to them.
This time on the Four Holy Mountains, storms and clouds will inevitably gather together, so you go there on my behalf to settle the cause and effect."
The man said respectfully: "Yes, patriarch."
But I saw that he was thin, with his hair tied in a simple bun, and wearing a sky blue robe. His face was a little blurry, as if he was born with mist.
If Liu Mang were here, he would be able to recognize him.
It turned out to be Ji Congjing, the former leader of the Wuliang Sect in Taicheng, and the master of his friend Shen Donghai.
When he was on the fifth floor, he had the strength of a celebrity.
At the Skyfire Conference, if Shen Donghai hadn't threatened him with death, Liu Mang would have died in his hands.
One-on-one, even the heads of the ten major sects Xuantian Sword Sect are no match for him.
Now his aura has reached a higher level, reaching the level of a celebrity.
The four major ancestral bloodlines, after activating the bloodline, the strength can be improved to a higher level.
Ji Congjing's current strength must be infinitely close to the level of a grandmaster.
Western Regions, Xia Kingdom.
The king of the country looks like he is in his fifties and has a majestic expression.
Wearing a purple-gold armor and a golden helmet, he sat on a dragon chair on high steps.
Below him, stood two rows of ministers.
There was a strong man wearing deerskin and tiger skin, earrings and a nose ring, and a ferocious face;
There is an old man wearing the skin of an unknown beast, with various bones and shells hanging on his body;
There are also frail men wearing blue robes and beam crowns like the people from the Central Plains.
I saw that a man in a scribe's uniform at the front suddenly came out of the queue, clasped his fists and reported: "Taoist Xiaguang, the master of the Central Plains, is still alive in the world. He will face off against Kong Huameng, the leader of the Ba Jian Sect, on the Four Sacred Mountains.
Your Majesty, should we send someone over to help?"
Another old man wearing a beast skin also came out and said: "No matter who of these two people is alive, they are our great enemies in Xixia's conquest of the Central Plains.
Fortunately, only one of the two of them could survive in the end. Even if the remaining one won, it would be a miserable defeat.
At that time, if we give them another severe blow, then I, Xixia, will no longer be in the way!"
The Lord of Xixia pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "The ten great witch elders will go to the Four Sacred Mountains immediately.
No matter who wins, Kong Huameng or Taoist Xiaguang, the head of the remaining one of them must be brought back!"
"yes!"
In the two rows below, ten old men immediately came out and half-knelt down.
Southern Xinjiang.
There is a small island in the center of the largest Xinghai Lake.
There is the oldest palace in the world on the island, called Yulong Palace.
At this moment, a loud laugh suddenly came from the deepest part of the palace.
"I didn't expect that guy Xiaguang is still alive, haha! I haven't seen him for many years, so I want to meet my old friend and help him!"
Then, a blue light emitting astonishing pressure quickly flew out of the palace, and then shot towards the sky outside the island.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a small black dot and disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, other forces have resorted to measures.
The Hu people in the northern desert, the barbarians in the southern Xinjiang, the strange countries in the sea, and all kinds of forces, big and small, all sent people to the Four Sacred Mountains.
Even many ordinary martial arts practitioners are unwilling to be lonely and want to contribute to the peace of the world.
In Wang Butcher's family, a young boy who had just been promoted to Shippi picked up the family's ancestral butcher's knife and was about to go out, carrying a simple cloth bag on his back.
"Son, with your little martial arts skills, why do you want to participate in major martial arts events?" An old woman hurried out, trying to stop her son from going.
"Mom, Kong Huameng has done many evil things. For the sake of the entire martial arts world, even if my martial arts skills are low, I must find a way to stop him, otherwise we will not be able to live a good life in the future!"
The youngest son of Li Xiucai's family, who did not know martial arts, also went out with his luggage.
"Dad, don't worry. Although I don't know martial arts, I want to witness this moment that will go down in history and record it to save the world!"
Liu Guan's fat son, who usually never leaves the house or steps forward, actually clamored to go to the Four Sacred Mountains.
"Dad, I want to see the Grandmaster, that's the Grandmaster!"
His eyes flashed with admiration and determination.
The Four Sacred Mountains turned into a huge whirlpool in the blink of an eye, attracting the participation and attention of all forces in the world.
Looking down from the heights of Zhao State.
It can be found that there are countless strong or weak auras, along different routes, all rushing towards the direction of the Four Sacred Mountains.
Zhongyuan, Xincheng, Baiyumen.
Han Long and Han Han, as well as the few surviving disciples of the Baiyu Sect, are carefully cleaning the ruins in the door and trying to restore it to its original appearance.
Liu Mang, on the other hand, was quietly staying in a room in the backyard.
Naturally, he also heard the news that Kong Huameng and Taoist Xiaguang were about to fight at the Four Sacred Mountains, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.
It would be okay if Taoist Xiaguang wins, and the Four Sacred Sects will be in peace.
But if he loses, the Four Sacred Sect will surely be destroyed, and Mr. Yin's life will also be in danger.
Although the Grandmaster is unlikely to lose, Liu Mang doesn't like to put all his hopes on others.
He looked at the property bar:
[Name: Liu Mang]
【Lifespan:19/130】
[Realm: Secondary Bone Forging (External)]
[Skills: Chizhu Kung Fu (sixth level 50/), Barbarian Bull Strength (sixth level 0/), Tiger Demon Kung Fu (sixth level (0/) (External Kung Fu 25/54)... Tianying Sword Technique (Tong)
Due to the destruction of the Jiang family, a millennium-old family, his current accumulation of external skills has reached fifty-four!
Twenty-five levels of external strength have been accumulated, and there are still twenty-nine levels that can be accumulated.
To upgrade an external skill to the top level, it often requires about 10,000 energy, and the energy is sufficient.
Thinking of this, Liu Mang no longer hesitated and started to advance from level to level of external skills.
Due to the large base number, the body did not change much when external exercises were initially added.
But when promoted to the thirty-sixth level of external skill, the energy and blood seemed to have reached the limit, and the bones and organs in the body could no longer withstand the strong pressure.
His whole body was shaken, and all the internal organs and bones in his body were shattered at this moment.
But with the support of a steady stream of terrifying energy and blood, it quickly grew back and became extremely heavy and hard.
If you can look inside, you can find it.
His bones actually emitted a faint golden metallic luster, and his internal organs also emitted colorful lights, which looked extremely strange.
Liu Mang did not stop his promotion and continued to improve his external skills.
At this moment, the energy and blood rushed straight into the depths of his brain!
The goshawk, which corresponds to the strongest martial art of the Sky Eagle Sword Technique, let out a 'chirp' at this moment.
Even the entire Baiyumen could hear it clearly.
On Liu Mang's back, a third curved black vein appeared, like a swimming dragon, vaguely in line with the principles of heaven and earth.
Impressively reaching the realm of three dragons.
"There is an eagle in the door? How come I never knew about it?" In the yard in front of the Baiyu Gate, Han Han looked in the direction of Liu Mang's house and was about to walk over.
"Don't bother him. It should be that Tieniu's martial arts has made new breakthroughs." Han Long seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes showed a look of horror.
At this time, the goshawk in Liu Mang's mind was affected by the radiation of infinite energy and blood. Its body continued to grow larger and its feather patterns became more realistic.
In the end, it turned into a ball of white light, like a mythical creature.
The white light gradually faded and turned into a white cocoon, dwelling in Liu Mang's mind.
Liu Mang also slowly closed his eyes, falling into a magical state of sleep.