In the ice room, there were two brothers. One was the quasi-emperor a thousand years ago, and he was arrogant in the world. The other was the newly promoted Emperor Wu, who could be described as a young genius. But the two of them were like two children, making jokes and fighting.
I practiced the method for a long time.
Until the end, the two of them sat side by side against the ice coffin, with a hint of sadness on their faces.
“This trip to the ancient battlefield was great!”
Qin Changsheng rubbed his face and looked much more serious.
"Senior brother must have deliberately let the Taixuan Secret Realm crash into the Ancient Battlefield, and then the Ancient Battlefield was born prematurely because of this." Lin Huang straightened his sleeves and said calmly.
Qin Changsheng smiled and shook his head, "Do you have any wine?"
"Senior brother, did you know that Setsuna was in the ancient battlefield?"
Lin Huang continued and threw a pot of wine to Qin Changsheng.
"I'm not God, how can everything go as I expect!"
Qin Changsheng smiled and said, "When the four ancient tribes turned against each other, Zuojia Mingjiao fell into chaos. Both the four tribes and the Mingjiao Thirteen Killers ignored each other!"
"Back then, I just threw out the scabbard and awakened the moment inside. As for where she went afterwards, I never knew!"
Qin Changsheng shook the wine pot, "But the Knife of the moment should have its own senses, and it will take you there! The Taixuan Secret Realm collided with the ancient battlefield, but I want you to enter the realm of the Martial Saint or even the Saint King in advance.
That’s it!”
"If an ordinary warrior has the realm of the Martial Emperor, as long as he does not seek death, his ability to protect himself is definitely enough. But you are different. Behind you are the Zuojia Ming Cult, me, Qin Changsheng, and master Xiao Yishan. This makes
Countless people are watching you, either to win over you or to kill you completely!"
Qin Changsheng said.
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Besides life and death, everything is trivial! Whatever can't kill me will make me stronger!"
"The principle is such a principle, but it is not simple to follow it step by step. You are not a genius who became a saint overnight like me, senior brother!"
Qin Changsheng couldn't help but feel embarrassed again.
Lin Huang did not refute, but just said: "I realized the ruthless way of heaven in the ancient battlefield!"
Qin Changsheng frowned slightly, then smiled, "When you reach my level, you will know. There is not much difference in what kind of Tao you practice... Life is too small in the world! What you see is so great.
Different avenues, but different paths leading to the same destination. If you are either a dog of the way of heaven, you will be an enemy of the way of heaven, and the end will be just the words of life and death in your mouth!"
"Moreover, the fact that you can sit here and talk to me with a smile means that you have escaped from the ruthless heaven! Is it the trace of residual thoughts I left in your mind that saved you? Tsk tsk tsk... I really admire myself.
!”
Qin Changsheng took two sips of wine and smiled happily.
Lin Huang stared at Qin Changsheng with a dark expression on his face, and he found that the latter was becoming more and more narcissistic.
"I have a question!"
Lin Huang continued.
"Small problem!"
Qin Changsheng waved his hand, "Anything, just follow your heart!"
"I haven't asked yet!"
Lin Huang stared. Could it be that Qin Changsheng was really so amazing that he could guess that he was going to ask questions related to the realm of the Holy King?
"One less thing is worse than one more thing. What you want to ask is a troublesome matter. I have to solve it. I can finally stretch my legs after death, so don't mess with me, senior brother!"
Qin Changsheng shook the wine bottle leisurely and said.
"Senior brother, how can you be resurrected?"
Lin Huang suddenly said seriously.
Qin Changsheng paused for a moment, then patted Lin Huang's shoulder, and laughed uninhibitedly, "Practice hard, don't think about something all day long! On the mainland, there are no warriors who can return to the sun after death.
How much, why can't Emperor Da Chu be resurrected, why can't Qi Huaiyin be resurrected, why can't Jiang Taixu be resurrected seven thousand years ago, why can't I be resurrected either. These... are all for reasons. You can't reach your realm, you know.
It’s meaningless!”
"One day, I will reach my realm. Is the realm of the Great Emperor enough?"
Lin Huang took a deep sip of wine and said with a sinister smile.
Qin Changsheng looked at Lin Huang mockingly, "When you reach the realm of the Great Emperor, you will know that I was right about being unable to be resurrected!"
Seeing Qin Changsheng showing a hint of cynicism, Lin Huang felt angry. After taking another sip of wine, he stopped continuing the topic.
At worst, I’ll ask Li Baiyi later!
"What is the inheritance in the ancient battlefield? I feel an unusually strong pure murderous aura in you!"
Qin Changsheng suddenly asked.
"I'm not sure...but I know his name is Xuan Cang Longsu. He should be the God of Death in ancient times. He looks quite powerful. He should be more powerful than you, senior brother!"
Qin Changsheng frowned, and his expression became a little strange. Then he took a sip of wine and said leisurely: "It turns out that this ancient battlefield was filled with flying stars in the mysterious sky, just like the ones I had back then. When I died, there was indeed no
Xuan Cang Long Su is great. But this old guy kept begging me to accept his inheritance, and I didn’t even bother with him!"
"Senior brother, drink less! It's easy to get drunk!"
Lin Huang stared at Qin Changsheng with contempt on his face.
Qin Changsheng smiled as if he didn't hear the overtones of Lin Huang's words, "Since ancient times, any serious genius would accept the inheritance of others. They all want to create their own inheritance and create an era!"
Lin Huang kept his head down and drank, not wanting to answer Qin Changsheng's words.
"I saw Xiong Domination on the eighth floor before. Senior brother, do you already have the full version?"
Lin Huang changed the topic. After finally meeting Qin Changsheng, he had to scratch his skin.
Qin Changsheng stood up and took a few steps, "After three thousand worlds and the same life as heaven and earth, there will be "Gods and Demons Become Monuments" and "Heaven Becomes Graves". You can fully comprehend these two martial arts! As for the final move of Xiongba
The world... senior brother cannot teach it to you!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but looked at Qin Changsheng quietly.
"People are born different, walk differently, and die different! Everyone will follow the path of others, but if you want to make further progress, you must not only follow the path of others, but also open up a new avenue!"
"The final move to dominate the world is the end of senior brother's road!"
"If you fail to learn, you will always be Qin Changsheng and never become Lin Huang!"
"Those who imitate me will live, and those who imitate me will die...do you understand?"
Lin Huang nodded silently, with a smile on his face, "Then... he dominates the world, but has peerless martial arts?"
Unparalleled.
legend.
Unparalleled.
They are the three major levels above the heaven-level martial arts. Even among the four major ancient clans, it is difficult to find peerless martial arts. Even if they have them, they are few and far between.
Qin Changsheng shook his head, with a proud smile on his lips, and a sigh of regret in his eyes, "Beyond peerless, it is a myth!"
Lin Huang suddenly gasped and froze on the spot, staring at Qin Changsheng in disbelief.
……myth!
Mythical martial arts!
In an instant, Lin Huang's heart suddenly became clear, and he couldn't help but feel deeply regretful. Through the ages, many warriors have achieved the status of great emperors in ancient times, ancient times, and ancient times.
They left an indelible figure in the long history of Geng Geng’s martial arts.
But compared to becoming the Great Emperor, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to create your own mythological martial arts.
And Qin Changsheng, with the status of quasi-emperor, perfected and dominated the world after his death, and created his own mythical martial arts...
"Oh……"
Lin Huang rubbed his face with both hands, feeling a sting in his heart, "I am really jealous of Xiongjie! If Qin Changsheng is immortal, he might be on par with the ancient emperors, or even surpass them!"
It's a pity that the myth comes to an end too quickly!
Thousands of years have passed, but he has become a evil figure cursed by the common people.
Snap.
Just when Lin Huang was heartbroken for Qin Changsheng, he was suddenly slapped on the head, "What are you thinking about?"
Lin Huang shook his head soberly and took another sip of wine.
"Now that the rest is finished, let's talk about the evil god!"
Qin Changsheng suddenly sat in front of Lin Huang and smiled maliciously.
Lin Huang smiled sarcastically, "Either... or... let's not talk anymore, or we can talk about Setsuna first!"