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Chapter 189: Qin Mucheng

Chapter 189 Qin Mucheng, Ju Landao, Wang Shouren, the Master's Realm

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Chapter 189 Qin Mucheng, Ju Landao, Wang Shouren, the Master's Realm

Imperial City, inside Shengtian Hall.

Lihuang stood up from the couch and dragged his decayed body to the window.

In the night, the full moon hung high in the sky.

In front of the Shengtian Hall, opposite the broad square, is the Sheng'an Gate, the tallest and largest in the imperial city. The tower is ten feet high and looks particularly majestic and solemn under the cold moonlight.

Emperor Li raised his head and walked forward to the tower of Sheng'an Gate.

"Your opponent is here!"

His old voice sounded a bit hoarse and weak.

On the towering tower, a figure wearing a gauze hat and a black robe appeared at some point.

The figure was holding a long sword. The sword was not unsheathed, but a subtle sword intention was already spreading.

Although the sword intention is very weak, this little bit of sword intention has already revealed a heart-stopping artistic conception.

"He is no match for me!"

A man with a square face came behind Emperor Li.

Emperor Li looked at him, with a gentle smile on his old face.

"That should be Ju Landao, the first owner of Xiaoyao Island. You actually said that he is not your opponent."

Ju Landao, the first island owner of Xiaoyao Island, his sword is not a sword, but a knife. The artistic conception he comprehends is the sword's intention, but the situation is the sword's force. The combination of the sword and the intention is compatible, and he has been killed a long time ago.

Unique third-level artistic conception.

In the Southeast Islands, Ju Lan Dao is also regarded as one of the four top powers.

Ju Lan Dao, Duan Hai Qiang, Lang Chengfeng, Jing Rushan, these four are recognized as the strongest in the Southeast Islands.

The man shook his head slightly and said: "My brother, that's not what I meant. What I mean is that his opponent tonight is not me, but someone else."

"oh!"

"You have other plans."

Emperor Li looked at him in surprise.

The man in front of him is his younger brother, the younger brother of the same mother.

Everyone in the world knows about Lihuang, but few people know that Lihuang has a younger brother.

Qin Mucheng, a unique member of the Dali royal family, has shown Chao's martial arts aptitude since he was a child. Fifty years ago, when Emperor Li was busy fighting for the throne, he was hiding in the mountains and forests to practice martial arts.

Thirty years ago, Emperor Li established the empire and was powerful in all directions. He returned to Kyoto with his innate state.

At that time, even Emperor Li was shocked.

He has a very good relationship with this younger brother, or this is the only family relationship he has had since he became the Emperor.

Originally, Emperor Li intended to let him enter the court and become his most powerful arm.

But Qin Mucheng refused. Instead of entering the court, he went to Qingfu Mountain.

For thirty years, I have never set foot outside Qingfu Mountain.

Even if Emperor Li wanted to see him, he would have to go to Qingfu Mountain in person.

There is no way, his younger brother is either in retreat or cultivating, and doesn't care about anything at all.

However, Emperor Li still gave Qingfu Mountain to him to take care of. On the surface, Li Xun and Yan Zhen were the two mountains of Qingfu Mountain, but in fact Qin Mucheng was the owner of Qingfu Mountain.

Qin Mucheng nodded and said, "A very good person."

Lihuang's deep eyes were full of strange colors.

A very nice person!

If you can hear such comments from his mouth, it means that this person is really good.

Qin Mucheng doesn't care about worldly affairs, but it doesn't mean that he really doesn't know about worldly affairs. There is pride in his bones, pride in his own martial arts.

He is a very smart person, otherwise he would not have become a strong man in the three innate realms.

His vision is very arrogant, and ordinary people cannot understand him at all.

Even Li Xun is just a bad old man in his eyes.

After all, Li Xun is more than fifty years older than him, but Li Xun's strength may not necessarily defeat him.

While the two were talking, several figures appeared again on the gatehouse opposite.

They were all wearing black hats and looked extremely mysterious.

Suddenly, in the silent imperial city, bursts of flute sound sounded. The flute sound lingered in the night, under the moonlight, and seemed to be calling something in the imperial city.

The Tianwu Guards in the Imperial City had noticed the anomaly and gathered towards Shengtian Palace.

For a time, the originally silent imperial city became a bit noisy and lively.

The Tianwu Guards wearing black armor stood in a neat formation around the Shengtian Palace. At the same time, many Tianwu Guards had already climbed onto the eaves of the roof of the Shengtian Palace.

The cold blade shone with a cold light in the cold moonlight.

Everything seemed so orderly, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

Those cold eyes did not contain any emotion, they just looked around coldly.

Not all of their eyes were focused on the tower, only a few of them were looking at the figures on the tower.

A whistling sound broke through the air.

Under the full moon, a large number of black-clad and masked figures leaped over the city wall and entered the imperial city.

On this night, the Imperial City was destined to be unrest.



Qing Fushan.

On this mysterious but low hill, a tree shining with brilliance in the moonlight stands on the top of the mountain.

There are high walls all around, perfectly blocking every inch of the branches and leaves of the trees. Beyond the high walls, there are patches of dense mountain forests, with tombstones erected in the mountains.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can only see a large forest and a vague wall between them.

The tree inside the high wall is the Awakening Fruit Tree.

At this time, under the awakening fruit tree, there was an old man and a young man playing chess under the moonlight.

"Teacher, are we staying here?" Wang Shouren couldn't help but ask.

As one of the two mountains on Qingfu Mountain, Yan Zhen naturally knew that things were not peaceful in Kyoto tonight, and Wang Shouren, who followed Yan Zhen, must also know something about the situation.

Although Wang Shouren didn't know exactly what would happen in Kyoto tonight, he knew that there would definitely be a lot of disturbances in Kyoto tonight.

"Well, our task tonight is to guard this tree and guard against some thieves." Yan Zhen said nonchalantly.

Wang Shouren was worried and said, "But I feel like something happened over there in the Imperial City!"

"Feeling!" Yan Zhen suddenly raised her head and looked at him in astonishment.

"Well, it's a strange feeling, as if there are a lot of powerful auras over there." Wang Shouren said.

Yan Zhen stood up in a flash, her eyes flashed with excitement, and she looked at him carefully.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Wang Shouren was a little confused by his behavior.

"You got it!"

"What did you realize?"

"Heavenly induction!" Yan Zhen said excitedly.

But Wang Shouren's frown deepened.

"Human beings are endowed with the energy of heaven and earth to live. Therefore, people are like a small heaven and earth, with yin and yang, five elements, four seasons and eight festivals, all of which can be used in one body. There is earth in the sky, people in the earth, and heaven and earth in the human body."

"The small world and the big world are connected to each other. This is the connection between heaven and man."

"The master's realm first begins with the connection between heaven and man."

Yan Zhen smiled.

Perception is a very magical ability.

Innate warriors can sense the fluctuations of artistic conception within a certain range around them out of thin air. The stronger the artistic conception, the greater the sensing ability.

Confucianism cultivators, on the other hand, have a more delicate perception, reaching the master's level. They can sense all the disturbances around them, the flow of breath and fluctuations in artistic conception.

With Yan Zhen's cultivation, he can sense the aura and mood fluctuations more than ten miles away, and now Wang Shouren can also sense the aura fluctuations in the imperial city three miles away, which shows that he has had a first glimpse of the mystery of the Confucius Realm.

In the past, Yan Zhen told Wang Shouren about the telepathy between heaven and man. At that time, Yan Zhen also said that as long as he could achieve telepathy between heaven and man, it would prove that he could really step into the realm of Master.

In Yan Zhen's view, the connection between heaven and man is the threshold of the master's realm.

At that time, Wang Shouren's understanding of the interaction between heaven and man was very vague. After all, it was difficult to explain this kind of thing clearly by just talking.

But now he seems to be really able to appreciate the beauty of the connection between heaven and man.

"Heavenly Sensation!"

Wang Shouren muttered softly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"My heart is the heart of heaven!"

As he finished speaking, a strange aura rippled from his body, and the rich aura blew everything around him like an invisible breeze.

Wang Shouren narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

Next to her, Yan Zhen's expression became more and more excited, and after the excitement, she became full of expectation.

Nothing would satisfy him more than to train a student in the Master's Realm, and it would make him happier than when he first stepped into the Master's Realm.

I am not alone!

After a long time, Wang Shouren opened his eyes.

His eyes were shining, and his temperament had undergone some changes, becoming more natural, free and easy, and more airy.

Master realm!

The third realm of Confucianism!

He seems to have really realized it!

Wang Shouren looked at Yan Zhen who was approaching, feeling his eager gaze, flicked his robe, knelt down on his knees, and said, "Student, thank you, teacher, for clarifying your doubts!"

He paid his respects sincerely.

Maybe he has superhuman talent and a bright road ahead.

But Yan Zhen was of great help to him. Without Yan Zhen, he might be able to achieve the Master Realm in the future, but that might be three, five, or even ten years later.

"Okay, okay!"

Yan Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, her excitement and joy were beyond words.

Wang Shouren stood up with a happy face.

He actually crossed the threshold of the master realm so quickly. Although he is still a long way from Yan Zhen's realm, at this moment he can really be called a master.

Confucian Master!

"Hahaha~~"

Yan Zhen laughed, and her hearty smile echoed in the quiet Qingfu Mountain.

But soon his laughter stopped abruptly.

"There really is a little thief who is thinking about this tree!"

He said with a somewhat ugly expression.

He was angry, really angry.

If someone came here to disturb him before, he would definitely not be angry, and he would even be a little happy. It would be a good thing to relieve his boredom when he has nothing to do.

But now he was happy that Wang Shouren had entered the realm of a master, and suddenly he was disturbed, and his mood suddenly became bad.

Wang Shouren also felt something. He looked along the front door and saw two figures, a man and a woman, walking towards him on a bluestone path.

Under the cold moonlight, the woman is delicate and charming, while the man is solemn and cold, looking extremely extraordinary.

"Teacher, the student wants to practice his skills!"

Wang Shouren said suddenly.

When Yan Zhen heard this, her ugly expression immediately turned into something pleasant.

These two little thieves seemed to have arrived at the right time.

"Okay! Teacher, let me help you!"

Wang Shouren bowed to him.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Afterwards, he turned and walked towards the door.

A man and a woman on the path stopped and looked at Wang Shouren.

"Little brother, we want that tree. I wonder if little brother can let us in?" the woman said in a soft voice.

"Who are you?" Wang Shouren asked.

"Lu Sheng Wang Ting Hai Yueqing! Little brother, do you like me?" The woman's charming face exudes seductive charm, coupled with her delicate voice, people can't help but feel their heart beat fast when they hear it.

Wang Shouren looked at her, his clear eyes filled with exploration.

"Are you doing psychedelic magic?"

The art of psychedelicism is a kind of heresy. Dali's way of cultivation is mainly martial arts, supplemented by Confucianism. There are also Taoist cultivation methods, Buddhist cultivation methods, etc. In addition to these, there are many other heresies.

, any art of cultivating gu, mental illusions and the like can all be classified as heresy.

Side sects are not evil heretics. It does not mean that those cultivation methods are bad. It is just because those cultivation methods are less inherited and more troublesome to practice. In addition, there are few people practicing them, so they are called side sects.

When the woman saw him like this, she couldn't help showing a surprised look.

She is indeed practicing the psychedelic art. Based on her own outstanding appearance and supplemented by her delicate voice, she can make countless men obsessed with her.

In the Royal Court of Lu Sheng, she has countless admirers, and I don't know how many people want to see her. As for a romantic relationship, that is something that most people dare not think of.

It can be said that her psychedelic skills have always been invincible. No matter who she faces, they will be moved by her beauty. Even Lu Zhi, who is in the third level of Xiantian, will sometimes lose his mind because of her.

But Wang Shouren in front of him not only did not lose consciousness when he saw her, but his eyes were clear, as if he was seeing only ordinary things.

She looked at Wang Shouren's Confucian shirt and suddenly said, "Are you a Confucian cultivator?"

"Confucian scholar Wang Shouren has met these two," Wang Shouren said politely.

A look of helplessness flashed in Hai Yueqing's eyes, and then she took a step back and let the man beside her out.

Confucianism cultivators focus on mental state cultivation, and those who are most afraid of her psychedelic techniques are Confucianism cultivators.

To put it simply, Confucianism cultivators are her nemesis.

Of course, ordinary Confucianism cultivators cannot stop her psychedelic skills, but the Wang Shouren in front of her is obviously not an ordinary Confucianism cultivator.

The cold and handsome man looked at Wang Shouren with a serious look on his face.

"Lu Sheng Wang Tinghai Mingxin!"

Wang Shouren nodded and said, "Do you want the Awakening Fruit Tree?"

"No, we only want one Awakening Fruit." Hai Mingxin said.

Wang Shouren shook his head and said: "If you want the Awakening Spirit Fruit, you must defeat me first!"

Having just entered the master's realm, he wanted to test his fighting ability.

Confucian cultivators before the Confucian Realm had very weak combat capabilities. Although they could use the aura of awe-inspiring force to create a huge momentum, in reality they were just paper tigers with almost no lethality.

But when you reach the master realm, the awe-inspiring aura can gather the power of heaven and earth, and use its power to suppress others, which is the most powerful method of the Confucian master.

At this time, Wang Shouren had just crossed the threshold of the Confucius Realm and had just understood how to use the power of heaven and earth, but he had not yet used it.

Hai Mingxin didn't take action, he looked at Yan Zhen inside the gate.

His eyes were full of fear.

Obviously he knew Yan Zhen.

(End of chapter)


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