Chapter five hundred and thirty-five changes in Chang'an
Shouzheng and Xuanming saw that Lin Ze insisted on leaving, and because of Jiang Chengzi's incident, they did not try to persuade him to stay. They discussed it and Xuanming sent Lin Ze down the mountain.
Lin Ze accepted it happily and left the Dao Palace with Xuan Ming.
While flying side by side in the air, Lin Ze suddenly asked: "It has been several years since Elder Xuanming broke through to the Grandmaster realm. I wonder if you have any insights into the division of strength into the Grandmaster realm?"
Xuan Ming thought for a while and replied: "I wonder if the sage asked about the three realms of the Grandmaster in a broad sense, or the single realm of the Grandmaster alone?"
Lin Ze smiled slightly and said, "I would like to hear the details."
Xuan Ming slightly adjusted his flying posture and said: "Ordinary people in the world only know about the Grandmaster realm, but they don't know that there are three realms of Grandmaster. The ancient sages classified the first realm into seven levels. Warriors condense their spiritual thoughts and combine their spirit and energy.
It is the seventh level of the Grandmaster Realm. You and I are the seventh level, the first level of the Grandmaster."
"The second realm is also called the divine soul realm. It is recorded in the works of sages that when a warrior integrates thousands of spiritual thoughts into one and condenses the divine soul, it is the eighth level. In the past, among the thirteen masters of the Great Qin Dynasty, six were strong in the divine soul realm.
, the strongest among them is Emperor Qin, who is at the peak of the Divine Soul Realm and is invincible in the world."
"The third realm is also called the immortal realm of gods and humans, and the realm of saints. Most of the ancient sages are in this realm, such as Taoist sages, Buddhas and Confucian sages. It is said that those who achieve this realm can live forever and live as long as heaven."
"There are three realms of masters, each realm is more difficult than the last. According to classic records, since ancient times, 99% of grandmasters have been wandering in the first realm throughout their lives."
"Of course, among all living beings, there are only a few who can reach the master level."
Lin Ze nodded, wrote down this passage, and passed it to Xiao Jin, who would sort out the information about the Grand Master Realm.
After Lin Ze digested it for a while, Xuan Mingfang continued: "As for the seventh-grade grandmaster realm, there is no detailed division. The intensity and quantity of spiritual thoughts condensed by each person are inconsistent, which also increases the difficulty of division."
"The Confucian sage once vaguely mentioned that there are four colors of spiritual thoughts, gold is the best, purple is the second, cyan is the third, and white is the last."
"However, this statement is scorned by the Taoist Yasheng. According to the Yasheng, there is no absolute strength or weakness among the four colors."
Lin Ze quickly grasped the key information. There is no absolute strength or weakness, does that mean there is relative strength?
After thinking that his spiritual thoughts were golden, a hint of joy appeared on Lin Ze's face.
In fact, what he didn't know was that there was only one golden divine thought. When Zhuang Zhou said that, he didn't even consider the golden divine thought.
After listening to Xuan Ming's words, Lin Ze began to realize his own shortcomings. Although he had the help of Xiao Jin and recorded a large amount of information, he was still relatively lacking in high-end information about recording the words and deeds of sages.
Lin Ze secretly made up his mind to arrange for people to collect this high-end information, which might gain additional benefits for his future martial arts improvement.
Keeping the matter in mind, Lin Ze then asked: "Elder Xuanming once met Li Si. I wonder what the elder thinks of Li Si's strength?"
Li Si? Xuanming carefully recalled the scene of the confrontation with Li Si in Chang'an that day, and said solemnly: "Li Si is stronger than Pindao. If there is a life and death fight, Pindao will die and he will be seriously injured."
Lin Ze's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was ready to try: "I have just broken through to the master realm not long ago, and I still don't know my own strength. Can I compete with the elders?"
Xuan Ming was very cheerful and replied: "Since the sages have the intention, there is nothing wrong with it, now?"
Lin Ze's flying body immediately stopped and distanced himself from Xuan Ming.
Xuanming understood and also stopped, turned to face Lin Ze, smiled slightly and said: "Sir, please."
Since it was a sparring match, there was no need to use weapons. The fighting methods recorded in the God of War Catalog flowed through Lin Ze's mind, and he transformed into countless figures and attacked Xuan Ming.
Xuan Ming was calm and unhurried, with his legs spread apart and embracing the yin and yang. A faint halo of light emerged from his body, covering Lin Ze's approaching figure.
Lin Ze's figure suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Ming, turned from reality to reality, hit the aperture heavily, causing a wave of waves, then changed from reality to reality, and disappeared.
Feeling the power of Lin Ze's shadow, Xuan Ming's expression remained normal. When he looked up, he saw hundreds of figures rushing over. Xuan Ming had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, as he expected, every figure of Lin Ze came to him and punched him.
After withstanding dozens of blows, the halo finally couldn't bear it anymore and cracked. Xuan Ming's expression changed, and the master's power exploded. An ancient Taoist palm technique, "Bagua Zhang", was launched from his hand.
The palm shadows all over the sky appeared out of thin air, blocking the countless figures that Lin Ze had transformed into.
When Lin Ze saw this, he knew that a little trick could not do anything to Xuan Ming. The Grandmaster's power continued to flow, and he rushed forward to fight with Xuan Ming.
Every move is a very simple style of play, without any unnecessary fancy moves.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Ze and Xuan Ming staggered, hundreds of meters apart.
Xuan Ming wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed slightly: "The sage once again surprised me. When I first entered the Grandmaster realm, my combat power turned out to be as strong as expected. I'm afraid I can even compare with my palace master."
Lin Ze smiled reservedly and said, "I wonder how it compares to Li Si?"
Xuan Ming thought for a while and said: "Pindao has not really fought with Li Si, but according to Pindao's judgment, he should be about the same as my palace master."
"Is that so?" A hint of joy appeared on Lin Ze's face. Does this mean that he is already stronger than Li Si? The limit breakthrough is indeed much stronger than usual, and it becomes more and more obvious in the later stages.
You know, I just used 50% of my strength in my sparring match with Xuan Ming.
After getting the result he wanted, Lin Ze then bowed his hands and said: "Sending someone a thousand miles away requires a farewell. Elder Xuanming, let's stop here. I'll take my leave."
After saying this, without waiting for Xuan Ming's reaction, Lin Ze quickly flew towards Chang'an. After a few breaths, he disappeared in front of Xuan Ming.
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Three days ago, a major event occurred in Chang'an City. Prime Minister Li Si returned with an army of half a million men and stationed himself outside the city.
Then Li Si wrote to Hu Hai: I was ordered to rescue the counter-rebellion army this time, and I saw that the army seemed mighty and majestic, but it lacked combat power. According to what I saw, it should be because of the lack of fighting and the failure to become elite.
I thought about it for a long time, and couldn't help but panic. The strength of the 200,000 forbidden troops in Chang'an City is worrying. Therefore, I suggested that I bring back 200,000 of the 500,000 troops to defend Chang'an and order the forbidden troops to go to the battlefield.
In the battle of life and death, he became an elite division and then returned to Chang'an to garrison.
Not long after Li Sigang submitted the letter, all the powerful officials and families in Chang'an City, large and small, received the news. They even knew that the 500,000-strong army outside the city was a coalition of the top dignitaries in Chang'an City.
When Hu Hai saw Li Si's letter, his face was gloomy and he was furious. He said to Huang Banban beside him: "What exactly does Li Si want to do? The imperial guards are the emperor's guards and cannot be touched lightly. Doesn't he know? He is fighting.
Thinking that you are a powerful master, do you think that I can't do anything to him?"
Huang Banban was about to reply when he saw a young eunuch hurriedly ran in and looked at him with a worried look on his face.
Hu Hai's face turned cold: "Why are you in such a panic? Can't I know?"
The little eunuch turned pale and looked at Huang Banban with pleading eyes.
Huang Banban immediately shouted: "Your Majesty is asking you something, why don't you answer it quickly?"
The young eunuch then said: "Your Majesty, I have just received news that the 500,000 troops outside the city learned the contents of the Prime Minister's letter and knew that they had the opportunity to become the Imperial Guard. They were ecstatic and were all discussing this. Even
Some soldiers were treasonous and said that whoever wanted to stop them from becoming the Praetorian Guards, five hundred thousand brothers took action to destroy him."
Hu Hai's expression turned extremely ugly. Li Si was trying to force him into the palace.
The little eunuch continued to throw out explosive news: "The half-million-strong army is not the young men that Lin Shaofu took away from Lishan, but a coalition of more than 30 families and top dignitaries in Chang'an City."
Hu Hai suddenly calmed down: "So I will face the betrayal of the Prime Minister and all the nobles in Chang'an?"