As the morning glow breaks and before the red sun rises in the east, the morning bell rings on the top of the mountain at the right time, crisp and melodious, spreading throughout the Taoist temple.
"call!"
In the wide and flat 'Purple Qi Altar', Lu Qingting, who had come from all the travels, crossed his knees, closed his eyes and breathed in, and little bits of purple gas poured into his Dantian, nourishing that mouthful of pure Yang Qi.
Since leaving the illusion, his soul, which had no place to rest, just landed on the ground at this moment. The diffuse purple energy dispersed the sadness of saying goodbye to the ancestor.
When~
As the last bell rang, all the Taoists dispersed on the Purple Qi Altar, leaving only the leader, Taoist Xuanwei, and Lu Qingting.
A little further away, Gu Qingyi looked back and left.
"Ancestor, he is an old man..."
Lu Qingting felt sour in his heart, so he recounted what happened in the fantasy world from beginning to end in as much detail as possible.
There was no exaggeration or concealment, and it even included the old man’s warning before bidding farewell to the ancestor.
"Alas, the Patriarch is an old man..."
Old Taoist Xuanwei let out a long sigh with a sad expression:
"At this moment when the world is about to change, why do you always abandon me and wait for me? Why don't you wait any longer..."
Lu Qingting paused for a moment and then said: "...The Patriarch said that even if the world changes drastically in the future, let us remember one sentence..."
Xuanwei's eyelids trembled slightly:
"What words?"
"call!"
Taking a deep breath, Lu Qingting replied: "I, Xuankongshan, belong to a martial arts sect, a Taoist sect, not an immortal sect..."
"Tao Sect, Immortal Sect..."
Old Taoist Xuanwei looked moved, stood up and bowed to the east: "Don't worry, Patriarch, my disciples will definitely remember your teachings..."
Although the theory of the Immortal Sect has not been written down, it has been passed down orally from generation to generation.
Lu Qingting then bowed and presented the Seven Tribulations Sword with both hands.
"Seven Tribulations Sword..."
Xuan Wei got down from the high platform and caressed the Patriarch's Arms. He couldn't hide the throbbing in his heart. He wanted to hold the hilt of the sword several times, but in the end, he took back his hand.
"Since the Patriarch has recognized you, it is natural that you should be in charge of this magical weapon."
"Head?"
Lu Qingting's expression changed slightly. He was naturally moved, but still refused.
The Hanging Seven Tribulations Sword ranks among the top ten magic weapons in the world. Although it has not been born for a long time, it is still ranked higher than the phoenix-winged gold-plated sword of the current overlord Zhang Xuanba.
Such a magical weapon is really hot to handle.
"You have the speed of the gods and the approval of the ancestors, so it is natural that you should be in charge. There is nothing to say to the other elders."
Taoist Xuanwei waved his hand, restrained his desire, did not look at the Seven Tribulations Sword, and ordered:
"What happened in this illusion is not trivial. Go find Qing Du and tell him..."
"this……"
This time, Lu Qingting hesitated:
"Grandmaster, this Splendid Mountains and Rivers list is not a good place. Master Yang has been very kind to his disciple, and he is really..."
"Can you keep it a secret?"
Xuan Wei shook his head: "Whether you add it or not, you can't hide it from the court. If you don't add it, it will make the court suspicious..."
Lu Qingting was speechless, but also unwilling to do anything:
"Even so, this disciple is not willing to do it..."
"You!"
Xuan Wei's face darkened, and in the end, he shook his head helplessly:
"That's all, let Qing Du release his eagle and send the 'Splendid Mountains and Rivers List' that he compiled before to the capital. After that, you can go for a walk on the northwest road.
I heard that Ma Longtu from the Seven Kills Palace came down the mountain and wanted to challenge all the masters. I will only pretend that you have not come back yet..."
Taoist Xuanwei grasped it lightly with his five fingers, feeling the air flow changing at his fingertips: "The troubled times are coming, I hang on the mountain, where should I go?"
…
…
Huhu~
The gentle breeze blows slowly through the endless wheat fields on the plains and across the river waves that roll eastward, nourishing the livelihood of hundreds of millions of people.
Merchant ships moved with the waves, loaded with passengers and goods.
"The journey is difficult..."
Lin Feng stood on the railing on top of the merchant ship with the flag "Lin" flying high. He saw the surging river and thousands of boats competing for the current, and he couldn't help but feel emotional.
From Qingzhou to Wanlong Road, he had ridden on the white-feathered wild goose of the "Yanxing Merchant Association" and on the imperial court's flying eagle. But even so, it took him more than two years to reach Wanlong Road.
So much so that he had to lament that it was difficult to travel.
"Wanlong Road is different from Qingzhou. After entering the city, you must be careful in your words and deeds, and you must not have any dandy habits, otherwise, no one can save you!"
The elder of the Lin family loudly reprimanded the younger members of the clan, and he mentioned it more than once along the way.
"Don't worry, I'll remember you later."
All the children of the Lin family nodded repeatedly, but their thoughts were all flying to the end of the river, where the miraculous city stood like a giant mountain on the plain.
The elder sighed in his heart. After coming to this prosperous place, how many of them would remember that they and others came here to ask for help and fight back to Qingzhou?
Ming dynasty,
Wanlong Road,
The sacred city of Ten Thousand Dragons!
Where the Ming Dynasty is located, the Wanlong Path is far more prosperous than the other nine paths. The closer they get, the more awe everyone feels.
Everyone in Qingzhou considered themselves to be upper-class people, but when they arrived here, they couldn't help but feel a little short.
"Ten Thousand Dragons City!"
Following the flow of people, he got off the boat and walked into the city through the huge and long city gate. Lin Feng was amazed. Before he could take a closer look, he heard noise coming from not far away.
"The Splendid Mountains and Rivers List is posted!"
boom!
Lin Feng almost felt the vibration under his feet, and he saw a large number of martial arts people crowding towards the city. The noise temporarily overwhelmed the shouts of hawkers along the entire long street.
"Splendid Mountains and Rivers List?"
Lin Feng's heart moved and he had some impression.
According to the elders of the clan, this list was jointly made by the imperial court and Xuankong Mountain, and lists the strongest people in the world.
However, he really didn't understand why the court would do this.
To make a name for others?
Or instigate martial arts fighting?
He was curious, but he almost didn't squeeze in. Are there many experts among these spectators?
"The Splendid List is posted!"
There was an uproar in the crowd, and Lin Feng used a movement technique to squeeze in. He glanced around and was shocked in his heart.
"Unexpectedly..."
"Number one in the world, King Zhao of Xifu Zhang Xuanba!"
Lin Feng's heart buzzed, and he felt a little dazed. The imperial court actually included Wu Sheng on the list?
Throughout the ages, there has never been a shortage of people vying for fame and wealth in this world, and there has never been a shortage of ranking lists in the martial arts world.
There are magical powers, strange insects, and even beauty lists, but most of them are rumors among the people. Even the previous Shanhe Lists all tacitly excluded people from the imperial court.
Not to mention the Martial Saint.
What kind of existence is the Martial Saint?
Looking at the past, in the extremely long years, these were all called land gods, beings who would not worship the emperor even when they saw them.
"There must be some ulterior motive!"
Such a thought appeared in the minds of almost all the onlookers, and the noisy street suddenly became quiet.
"Martial Saints dare to arrange..."
Lin Feng's scalp was numb, but his curiosity became more and more intense. He looked carefully and saw that the list was quite detailed.
[No. 1 on the Splendid List, King Zhang Xuanba of Zhao of Xifu, equipped with troops, ten thousand forged magic weapon with phoenix wings and gold-plated iron, martial arts, overlord killing method, undefeated Tiangang, domineering fist...]
"this……"
In the crowd, some people looked at each other and smacked their lips, but more people were excited, and the noise could be heard far away, attracting more people to watch.
[Second Splendid, the Lord of the Seven Kills Palace, the Black Mountain Old Demon...]
[Third on the Splendid List, Hanging Sword Platform, Sword Master Mu Qingliu...]
[Fourth on the Splendid List, Eternal Tianlun Temple, Dali National Master Brahma Ruyi...]
…
[Eighteen on the Splendid List, Master Fu Shui Temple, Taoist Yun Ni...]
"How come there are eighteen people?!"
"Eighteen Martial Saints?! Master Yunni, is he also a Martial Saint?"
"Eighteen Martial Saints!"
As the lists were revealed one by one, everyone's initial enthusiasm and surprise turned into horror.
There are actually eighteen people on the Splendid List!
This was beyond everyone's expectations, including disciples from a big family like Lin Feng. The theory of twelve martial saints has been circulating for more than twenty years.
At this time, eighteen people were suddenly seen, which immediately caused an uproar.
Only a few people standing far away know that there are only twelve Martial Saints in the world today, but there are more than just Martial Saints on the list...
For example, Taoist Yunni...
The soldier who posted the list was as calm as stone. He let the crowd clamor and didn't say a word. He just turned around silently and posted the list of mountains and rivers.
Lin Feng concentrated his attention. Compared with the Jinxiu list, which had only eighteen people, there were many more people on the Shanhe list. At a glance, there were about fifty people.
"Number one on the mountain and river list, Lord of Canghai City, Tie Hengliu!"
Listening to the noise, Lin Feng secretly nodded. Compared to those on the Splendid List, many of the strong men on the Mountain and River List are active strong men.
only……
"Taoist Xuanwei from Xuankong Mountain is not ranked among the top ten? I'm afraid it's only because of themselves..."
Someone was discussing.
Those at the top of the Mountain and River Ranking are naturally world-famous masters, but among the top ten, there are only three who belong to the Ming Dynasty!
Apart from Tie Hengliu, the lord of Canghai City, there are only two other people, Li Baihu, the commander of Jinyi Guards, and Master Hanguang, the host of Lanke Temple.
The remaining seven people are all famous masters from the Heavenly Wolf Court, outside the Great Wall.
Others include the owner of Zhujian Villa Longyi, the governor of the east and west factories, the catcher of the six gates, Taoist Xuanwei, the leader of Xuankong Mountain, and Xue Dilong, the chief assistant of the dynasty.
All of them have to be ranked behind a name that is extremely unfamiliar to most people.
[Number 11 on the Mountain and River Ranking, Taoist Yulong Guanlin. His martial arts is superb, and he possesses the Taoist Fruit, so he should be among the top three. Unfortunately, he suffered an incurable injury, and it is difficult to make three moves in a fight...]
"Taoist Lin, it seems that he has never heard of..."
"Wait, Jade Dragon Temple!"
"Is this Jade Dragon Temple the place where 'Taoist Zhenyan' practiced cultivation? Could this Taoist Lin be his disciple?!"
…
From time to time there were exclamations from the crowd.
But Lin Feng seemed to have lost all hearing and stared blankly at the list.
This list brings together the three kingdoms of Ming Dynasty, Tianlang and Da Li, covering temples and martial arts peaks in the past two hundred years.