I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

"Ling'er, your realm has greatly improved and you are only one step away from the Primordial Realm, but it is still not enough."

Xue Ling was shocked when he heard this.

insufficient?

Could it be that my realm is still a little lacking?

wrong.

He shook his head, thinking to himself.

I am not even thirty years old this year, but I have already reached the peak of the Tiangang Realm. This achievement, not to mention in the Lingxu Palace, even looking at the martial arts world over the years, I am considered a genius.

Xue Ling has always been confident in his martial arts level.

Then his thoughts changed and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Master means that my influence in the sect is far from enough."

Upon hearing this, Sang Qingshan showed an appreciative look and nodded.

"Yes, with your realm, it is no problem for you to surpass all the outstanding young people in Lingxu Palace. I, your teacher, will naturally not worry about this."

"But martial power alone is far from enough. You also need to accumulate some reputation to prove to everyone that you are capable of taking on the position of Palace Master."

Thinking back then, Sang Qingshan also emerged out of nowhere like Xue Ling, suppressing the other seed disciples so much that they could not even raise their heads.

Although his realm was far beyond his peers, he did not have enough fame to convince others.

So he traveled thousands of miles alone and killed nine successors of the sects that were hostile to Lingxu Palace one by one.

When he brought the heads of the nine chosen ones back to Lingxu Palace, it caused a huge sensation.

Countless disciples of the sect regarded him as an idol, and powerful elders who had been on the sidelines also extended olive branches to him.

From then on, Sang Qingshan became famous overnight.

A hundred years after the previous Palace Master passed away, he took over the position of Palace Master of Lingxu Palace with absolute prestige.

The nine major sects never recovered after losing their heirs.

In addition, after Sang Qingshan succeeded to the throne, he made an example of someone to scare the monkeys, and these major sects were destroyed by the Lingxu Palace and disappeared without a trace.

"Master, do you want me to take over the Luoxian Sect or massacre them?"

Xue Ling did not take the Luoxian Sect seriously at all when he spoke.

Sang Qingshan laughed loudly upon hearing this and said, "Although the Luoxian Sect is not worthy of respect in the eyes of my Lingxu Palace, it is not something that a young man like you can handle. Leave this matter to me, your master."

"Right now, the Yuan Dynasty is rising with unstoppable momentum and has considerable prestige among the surrounding dynasties. It is just right for you to step up your game."

Xue Ling showed a look of disappointment when he heard this.

He thought that his master would let him lead people to conquer the powerful Luoxian Sect, but he didn't expect that he would let him go to the Yuan Dynasty, which is known as the desert of martial arts.

Glancing at the disappointment on his apprentice's face, Sang Qingshan patted him on the shoulder.

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Start with the simplest steps.”

"If you destroy the Luoxian Sect with your own moves, those old immortals will definitely think that I am secretly paving the way for you, and then the loss will outweigh the gain."

"Don't worry, once you enter the Primordial Realm, there will always be suitable people in this world for you to test your sword skills."

Xue Ling put away his disappointed look, clasped his hands and said, "I will follow Master's instructions!"

"Then when do we start?"

Sang Qingshan put his hands behind his back, turned and walked towards the house.

"It takes all the strength of a lion to fight a rabbit. We should plan first and then act. We should weaken the power of the Great Yuan, and then we can take him down."

After Xue Ling watched Sang Qingshan return to the house, he also turned into a ray of light and left.

a few days later.

One by one, warriors exuding a powerful aura left Lingxu Palace and headed towards Dayuan.

The lowest level warriors among them were all Tianyuan realm warriors, and the leader was Xue Ling.

The aura emanating from the three old men beside Xue Ling was even more terrifying.

Just by standing there, Xue Ling felt as if he was facing an unfathomable ocean.

"This time when I leave the sect, I still rely on the three elders to protect me."

Xue Ling acted like a junior and bowed respectfully.

One of the elders nodded slightly and said with a smile: "No need to be polite. Since Senior Brother has spoken, we will protect you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other two elders looked slightly displeased.

"It's just a Da Yuan, but it actually requires three of us in the Hun Yuan realm to come forward. Isn't the Palace Master making a big fuss out of nothing?"

One of the elders, who was hot-tempered, said dissatisfiedly.

These three elders are all at the Hunyuan realm.

However, they had all just entered the Hunyuan Realm, so naturally they could not compare to Sang Qingshan, who had been immersed in the Hunyuan Realm for many years.

But the strength of any one of them is more than enough to crush ten Tiangang realm warriors.

With three people in the Hunyuan realm taking action, it would be easy to destroy a dynasty.

"I'm relying on the elders' care this time. When I succeed to the throne in the future, I will not forget your protection today."

Xue Ling smiled slightly and threw out his most powerful temptation.

Sure enough, everyone smiled after hearing this.

"Okay, okay. My nephew, please don't break your promise in the future."

"Hahaha, I've long seen that you have great luck."

"That's right. With our protection this time, you can go anywhere in the world!"

Everyone was talking and laughing as the light of escape gradually faded away.

...

...

The twenty-third year of Zhenghe.

April.

Xiaozhou, Bibo Prefecture.

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed and it is already Qingming Festival.

The morning dawned and the light of dawn appeared.

The green tiles, white walls, stacked buildings and the flying eaves on the roofs seem to be telling ancient stories. The curling smoke rises slowly from the Taoist temple and drifts away with the wind.

Although this is a Taoist temple, the object of worship is not a Taoist deity, but someone else.

A fat and kind-hearted wealthy businessman knelt on a cushion in the temple with his hands clasped together, closed his eyes and prayed to the statue with a pious face.

The statue is gilded all over, solemn and majestic, with fluttering sleeves, vivid facial expressions and deep eyes, as if it can see through everything in the world.

"God of savior, may you bless my Zhao family to have a prosperous business and make a fortune every day, and may you bless my concubines to give birth to sons."

He muttered a lot to himself and finally kowtowed three times.

Then the rich businessman stood up, took out a silver note worth one hundred taels from his pocket and put it into the merit box.

After exchanging pleasantries with the abbot of the Taoist temple, the wealthy businessman went down the mountain in a luxurious sedan chair.

Three days later, a wealthy businessman who was negotiating with someone suddenly heard a commotion outside the hall.

A maid hurried over and said breathlessly.

"Master, the Sixth Lady gave birth to a boy!"

The rich businessman was overjoyed when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter.

The Taoist master's words were indeed effective. I went to the temple a few days ago to burn incense and pray for a boy, and my wish came true today.

"Good, good, good, the Dao Master is indeed effective!"

The rich businessman was very emotional and kept muttering to himself.

That night, the wealthy Zhao family held a banquet to celebrate the event.

When he walked back to his bedroom drunkenly after the banquet, he found that his wife had a serious face.

Mr. Zhao had long disliked this yellow-faced woman, and he felt disappointed when he saw her expression.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, a voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Master, I have something important to tell you."