In the country of China, in a landscape of mountains and rivers, figures of an old man and a young man are walking among the landscape.
The old man's temples are all white, his old face is covered with wrinkles like mountains and rivers, his eyes look dim, and he is holding a compass in his hand.
The young man following the old man looked handsome and free-spirited, with a lazy and informal look. He said at this moment: "Grandpa, is this terrain what you, the old man, call the land of the emperor?"
"Of course." The old man chuckled, and said with a sparkle in his old eyes, "Grandpa spent decades of research on this terrain before he locked it."
"Who is the so-called emperor? Could it be those emperors from previous dynasties?" the young man asked again.
"Referring to heaven, the emperor that grandpa mentioned does not refer to the emperor in the secular world." The old man said.
The young man's face was stunned after hearing this, and he felt a little surprised. He was not an emperor in the world. So what was he?
The old man and the young man are none other than Ji Wenwang, the ancestor of the Ji family, and Ji Zhitian, the young master of the Ji family.
After the retreat in the Holy Land, Ji Zhitian was taken by his grandfather to travel through the Hundred Thousand Mountains, looking for the so-called aura of the emperor.
Ji Wendao may have seen Ji Zhitian's doubts, and he further explained: "According to some ancient records collected by grandpa, in ancient times, the human race had an emperor, who was the human emperor. The human emperor was the common ruler of the world.
, the human race is united. The Human Emperor protects hundreds of millions of human beings. If the Human Emperor is prosperous, the human race will be prosperous, and if the Human Emperor is harmed, humanity will be harmed. According to records in ancient books, the terrain that grandpa took you to search for is the place where the ancient Human Emperor rose. Maybe
There is still some aura of human emperor left."
"Human Emperor in ancient times? What about now? There is no Human Emperor now?" Ji Zhitian asked.
Ji Wendao shook his head and said: "Now? According to ancient books, the prosperity of martial arts in ancient times was the era of strong martial arts. In contrast, the world today is probably the era of late martial arts. It is almost impossible for an emperor to be born in the late martial arts era.
Maybe. Besides, the Human Emperor's Path is not easy to walk. Even in ancient times, only one person among billions of living beings could walk out of the Human Emperor's Path."
Ji Zhitian nodded, and then said: "Grandpa, even if this terrain is the place where the ancient human emperor rose, how many eras have passed? Is there still the so-called aura of the emperor left?"
"So let's take a chance." Ji Wendao smiled and said, "You need to find that trace of the emperor's aura and use it to guide the terrain formation and merge it into your body. This will have a great impact on your formation martial arts.
It’s a great help. The Ancient Martial Arts Conference is about to start. After finding this opportunity, you will have more confidence to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference.”
"All right."
Ji Zhitian is actually not very concerned about the competition in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, but it would be good if he could find some opportunities in the terrain here.
…
Purple Phoenix Holy Land.
In the holy land, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the exotic flowers and plants are releasing refreshing fragrance. Pavilions, pavilions and pavilions are scattered among them, and small bridges and flowing water are dotted, which outlines a fairyland-like scene.
At this time, deep in the Purple Phoenix Holy Land, a sacred and noble aura suddenly rose into the sky, and there seemed to be a phoenix cry in the void.
Some birds in the holy land flew towards the depths of the holy land, as if they had been summoned by some instinct.
Hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix!
At the same time, deep in the holy land, a beautiful figure wearing a purple dress appeared. The long dress was fluttering, and her long purple hair danced in the wind. Her style was noble and graceful, like a true phoenix descending, outlined in the purple dress.
The graceful figure below is eye-catching, with a jade face wearing a golden and lifelike phoenix mask, and only a pair of golden eyes are exposed.
Purple Phoenix Saint!
The Purple Phoenix Saint, who ranked first on the rouge list in the ancient martial arts world, came out of seclusion, with a holy aura of purple and gold surging all over her body. On the day she came out of seclusion, the true phoenix's shadow appeared, attracting hundreds of birds to look at the phoenix.
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Ancient Yao Holy Land.
Gu Chen also walked out of the retreat. He was as always, dressed in a green shirt, calm and restrained, and accompanied by a majestic and majestic aura.
Gu Xiangtian came to greet him, and when he saw Gu Chen coming out of seclusion, he smiled slightly and said, "Yes, we are already at the peak of the Quasi-Saint Realm, and only one step away from the First Saint Realm. Although we have not yet truly advanced to the First Saint Realm,
But I’m not in a hurry.”
Gu Chen nodded and said: "Thank you for your father's protection these days. It's a pity that I couldn't break through to the saint level in this retreat, but the child has also figured out the martial arts road behind him and will continue step by step.
It will also become much more stable and stable. Children in the Saint level are still confident that they can break through."
"Don't be in a hurry, the road to martial arts lies in exploring step by step. Only then can you form your own martial arts. As a father, I still have confidence in you." Gu Xiangtian said with a smile.
Gu Chen responded and couldn't help but think that Ye Junlang, Ji Zhitian and the others would also come to this ancient martial arts conference, right?
Then we can reunite again.
…
Kuchan Temple.
In a Zen room in the temple, a young monk faced a giant Buddha and sat in meditation with his hands folded and his eyes closed.
I don't know how long it took, but the young monk's eyes suddenly opened, he put his hands together and bowed his head towards the big Buddha in front of him. He stood up suddenly, pushed open the meditation room and walked out.
Taking a step forward, his feet were like golden lotuses, with strands of light yellow aura lingering around him, and a round of Buddha's light appearing behind his head.
The ground of Kuchan Temple is empty, and when you come out of seclusion, there is a Buddha's light surrounding you.
…
Demon Sect Holy Land.
The Holy Land of Demon Sect is extremely hidden and difficult for outsiders to find.
In a deep mountain adjacent to the Holy Land of Demon Sect, a young figure is walking in the deep mountain.
His black hair is as black as ink, his face is resolute, showing a cold and stern look, his eyebrows fly into his temples, his eyes reveal a strange color, his powerful body appears to be unyielding, and his energy and blood are extremely high.
At its peak, it was as if there was a real dragon dormant inside the body. When walking, a pure and powerful demonic energy was emitted from his body, causing the birds and beasts in the deep mountains to retreat.
This is clearly the Demon Saint Son.
The Demon Saint Son continued to walk forward, and faintly saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the sparse forest in front of him. He immediately stopped, bowed his hands forward, and said in a respectful tone: "I have seen the old master God."
"Are you out of seclusion? It seems that you have mastered the Dragon Swallowing Technique, right?"
"Fortunately, I have lived up to my mission. I have achieved some success in the Dragon Swallowing Technique. Thank you, senior, for your help."
"There is no need to thank me, you deserve your fate. This time you came out of seclusion with the strength of the First Saint Realm. With the help of the Dragon Swallowing Art, you have greatly exerted your ability to soar the snake destiny. This ancient martial arts competition can still be
Let’s fight for it.”
"Senior, if Ye Junlang comes this time, do you want to kill him?"
"If this person... really comes, we will make our own arrangements. You just have to do your own thing."
"yes!"
The Demon Saint Son nodded, but a stern look flashed deep in his eyes.
The last time he was at the Holy Land of Retreat, he fell short at the last moment and failed to kill Ye Junlang. He was indeed quite regretful.
Now, his strength has greatly increased and he has entered the holy level. If there is a chance, he would not mind killing Ye Junlang.