Daqin: In the snow of storytelling, the first emperor gave me a reward

High hopes were given.

Of course he didn't want him to die.

"Not dead, but seriously injured."

Zhang Xiao said lightly.

This is the protagonist's uncle.

How could it be possible to die!

"Peach Blossom Sword God did not die, instead he and Xu Fengnian smashed the gate of heaven and earth into pieces!"

"The purpose is very simple. From now on, the fate of mortals will be controlled by mortals, and will no longer be at the mercy of the immortals in the sky!"

"And the road to immortality and longevity for mortals will be cut off."

Zhang Xiao said slowly.

This changed the expressions of the warriors present.

Cut off the road to immortality?

Not human!

How can this be!

Breaking the road to longevity is equivalent to breaking the motivation of all warriors!

Why do they practice martial arts, why do they want to ascend to the fairy world, isn't it to be able to cultivate immortality and live forever!

If someone cuts off the road to immortality.

All warriors in the world will scold him to death!

"Isn't this a bit too much? Why did Deng Tai'a do this?"

"Exactly! Why did Xu Fengnian do this?"

"It's so strange! The warriors are not allowed to ascend to the fairy world!"

"They don't want luck anymore?"

People were very puzzled and upset.

Deng Tai'a is the sword god in their hearts.

nowadays.

But it's a bit annoying to make such a thing!

"Hehe, everyone, don't worry, when I speak slowly, you will understand why they did this!"

Zhang Xiao smiled faintly.

He flicked the folding fan in his hand.

pat.

"The snow world is completely different from ours."

"It seems that the realm and all aspects of martial arts are relatively similar."

"But you will find that their combat power is far more terrifying than ours."

"Because they are connected with the immortals in the sky."

"For example, the protagonist Xu Fengnian, the Dharma body of the third generation, and Emperor Zhenwu came to the world. Once he invites Emperor Zhenwu's Dharma, who would dare to compete with him?"

"For another example, Wang Xianzhi is the reincarnation of the White Emperor in the sky. He is number two in the world, and no one can fight against him!"

"The gods in the sky control the fate of the world, the rise and fall of dynasties, the wars of the kingdoms, and the luck of the royal family are not man-made, but the destiny of the gods!"

"Mortal people have no freedom, but they are just the playthings of immortals fishing for the world."

"Xu Fengnian didn't want to be manipulated by the immortals in the sky anymore, so, together with Deng Tai'a, he cut the gate of heaven to pieces. From then on, the human world is governed by humans, and the heavens are governed by immortals."

"The difference is clear!"

"As for us in Kyushu, the immortals in the sky don't know how to manipulate the human world. Even if Concubine Yan is such an immortal, it's just her own doings."

"However, I'm not sure whether there will be a heavenly being who will cut off the heavenly gate on the land of Kyushu!"

Zhang Xiao smiled.

This made the scalps of everyone in the audience tingle.

What the hell!

Immortals in the sky are fishing in the mortal world.

Treat the mundane as a chessboard, and mortals as pawns, and play games.

Is this okay?

Dare to feel that they are just playthings of immortals!

No wonder you want to cut off the Tianmen, the reason is here!

If it were them, they would do the same!

No one wants to be manipulated by a fairy!

It was a horrible feeling.

"I was wrong to blame Mrs. Deng."

Someone sighed.

Everyone nodded and echoed.

"In this battle, Sui Xiegu, the strange sword eater, Chai Qingshan from Dongyue Jianchi, Yu Xingrui from Wudang, Ji Liu'an, chief of the Dragon Palace, Louhuang from Emperor Wu, Mao Shulang, a master of swordsmanship, Cheng Baishuang, a survivor from the Southern Tang Dynasty, all died in this battle. Wei Miao without fists."

brush!

brush!

brush!

Zhang Xiao raised his right hand.

A series of portraits fell from the sky, in all directions, exactly corresponding to the eight portraits.

The characters in each portrait are lifelike, as if they are about to come alive, exuding a shocking aura and coercion.

How could a portrait release breath?

It must be a living person!

just.

They really aren't alive.

It's just a person in a painting!

A person in the painting can reveal such a terrifying power.

It can only be said that the person who drew this portrait is the most powerful!

Not only can it endow the portrait with spirit and make it look like it is alive, but it can also give it the aura and the pressure of the realm!

Such a standard.

It is not an exaggeration to paint a Taoist saint!

"Damn it! Mister's drawing skills have improved again!"

"It's so strong! It's just a portrait, but I can feel the Dao rhyme of each of them!"

"Being able to give them Dao Yun means that Mr. is good at all aspects of martial arts!!"

"My god! Mister is my god! Swordsmanship, boxing, legwork, Confucianism, painting... There is nothing he is not good at!"

While appreciating the portrait, everyone marveled at its beauty.

Want to really understand.

Capturing a trace of wisdom and reason in the portrait.

"It's amazing! It's really amazing! Mr. Zhang Xiao's painting skills have improved a lot!"

"You can take a good look, maybe you can feel something different from it!"

Master Xun sat in the private seat, stood up to watch, stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

He has now entered the half-step heaven and man realm.

It is only a hair away from condensing the real soul of heaven and man.

nowadays.

No one can help him.

According to Zhang Xiao's words.

This thing can only be condensed by himself.

The flower of luck has been deeply rooted in Confucianism. As long as the Great Qin Dynasty does not fall, Confucianism will always have the blessing of luck.

Then the improvement of the realm of martial arts will increase rapidly!

"That's true, I feel it, teacher, there is some kind of heaven and earth rhyme in this painting!"

Fu Nian's mind moved, he closed his eyes and meditated, the sword energy and Confucian energy swirled out of his body,

Three cloud flowers condense above the head.

The flowers bloom, and the fruit of the Tao appears.

This is the fruit of Confucianism!

All methods are at the beginning!

A milky white halo emerged from Yan Lu's body.

The shadow of Hanguang sword appeared behind him.

Brush brush!

Blooming cold light.

His realm is rapidly breaking through.

in rapid improvement.

The pinnacle of the master realm...

bass!

Yan Lu's flat face was filled with joy.

Breathing into a steady posture, he broke through that layer of barrier and entered the Grand Master Realm! !

Vajra Grandmaster Realm!

Master Xun, after Fu Nian sensed the changes in Yan Lu's body, he was startled.

He actually absorbed the powerful power of Dao Yun from Zhang Xiao's portrait!

"Painting Dao is more suitable for Yan Lu. You must know that painting Dao is suitable for people who are quiet and far-reaching, and have a calm state of mind!"

Master Xun smiled faintly.

Fu Nian helplessly shook his head.

Yan Lu has no distracting thoughts and is more suitable for practicing martial arts.

He can't.

His mind is not only on martial arts.

There is also the luck of Confucianism and the future of Confucianism.

therefore.

After Confucianism became the state religion of Daqin.

Thanks to the blessing of the fortune of the nation, the swordsmanship of the holy king has gradually become stronger!