The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving the leader standing there in a daze, his heart filled with fear and confusion. Under the cover of night, Ren Xiaoyao's figure gradually disappeared in the vast desert, leaving only endless legends for the world.

"Let's leave today's matter here. Remember, the world is dangerous, don't easily get into trouble." Ren Xiaoyao's voice echoed in the wind, with a bit of helplessness and emotion.

As the sun sets, a faint blush appears on the horizon, dyeing the surrounding clouds golden. Ren Xiaoyao stands on the top of Mount Tai, looking at the magnificent scenery in front of him, but his heart is hard to calm down. Mount Tai, the most majestic of the Five Mountains, has been a sacred place in the hearts of martial artists since ancient times. The purpose of his trip is to find the legendary "Taixu Divine Art", a peerless secret book that can help people break through the limits of martial arts.

The wind whistled past, bringing a hint of chill, as if foreshadowing that something unusual was about to happen.

Just as Ren Xiaoyao was immersed in his thoughts, he suddenly heard a light sound of footsteps. He turned around alertly and saw a woman in green slowly walking towards him. The woman had a pretty face, a heroic look between her eyebrows, holding an exquisite dagger in her hand, and a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Are you Ren Xiaoyao?" The woman's voice was as clear as a mountain stream.

"It is me." Ren Xiaoyao clasped his fists and replied, "May I know your name, young lady?"

"My name is Luluo, and I am the descendant of a swordsman who has lived in seclusion at the foot of Mount Tai for many years." Luluo smiled slightly, "I heard that you are very skilled in martial arts, so I came here to learn from you."

Ren Xiaoyao frowned slightly when he heard this: "Miss, you misunderstood. I didn't come here to compete in martial arts this time."

"Oh?" A hint of interest flashed in Luluo's eyes, "Then why did you come to Mount Tai?"

"I came here to look for a secret book called 'Taixu Divine Art'." Ren Xiaoyao said bluntly.

Hearing this, Luluo's eyes became deep: "Taixu Divine Art? That is a legendary peerless martial art. It is said that it can allow people to peek into the secrets of heaven and break through the limits of martial arts."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and they seemed to see something unusual in each other's eyes. On the top of Mount Tai, the wind and clouds surged, and a story about fate and opportunity quietly began.

Luoluo suddenly put away her smile, and with a flash of her body, she was in front of Ren Xiaoyao. The dagger in her hand drew a perfect arc, pointing directly at his throat: "In this case, let me see if you are qualified to explore this opportunity!"

Ren Xiaoyao reacted very quickly, turning his body to avoid the sudden attack. He was secretly surprised that this woman named Luluo was not only outstanding in appearance, but also in martial arts. The two of them immediately started a fierce contest, with swords flashing and wind whistling, and the entire top of Mount Tai seemed to be shrouded by a mysterious force.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Ren Xiaoyao finally found a flaw and slapped out with his palm. The powerful internal force forced Luluo to retreat a few steps. At this moment, both of them understood that the other was not an ordinary person.

"Your martial arts skills are indeed superb. I admire you." Luoluo retracted the dagger, with a little more respect in her expression.

"I have also benefited a lot." Ren Xiaoyao bowed and said, "I wonder if we can work together to explore that opportunity next?"

Green Radish smiled slightly: "In that case, let us embark on this journey together."

The two smiled at each other. On the top of Mount Tai, a new legend was quietly brewing.

As the night fell, the moonlight sprinkled on the ancient land. Ren Xiaoyao, dressed in a green shirt, stood on the top of Mount Tai, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, with complicated emotions surging in his heart. Today, he received a secret report that his former friend had colluded with hostile forces and intended to subvert the order of the martial arts world. On the top of Mount Tai, the wind and clouds were surging, which seemed to foreshadow the upcoming fierce battle.

"Brother Ren, long time no see, how are you?" A sneer came from behind, breaking the silence. Ren Xiaoyao turned around and saw a man in black slowly approaching. It was his old friend - Ye Han.

"Ye Han, you and I have been through life and death together, why do you want to betray the martial arts world today?" Ren Xiaoyao frowned, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Ye Han chuckled: "What kind of martial arts justice is this? It's nothing but shackles that bind people. Ren Xiaoyao, as long as you are willing to join forces with me, the world will be at your fingertips."

Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly and drew the long sword from his waist: "I, Ren Xiaoyao, have been pursuing the true meaning of martial arts all my life, how can I be in the same boat with you!"

Before he finished speaking, the two men were already clashing swords, filled with murderous intent. On Mount Tai, the wind was even stronger, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking because of this duel.

Ren Xiaoyao's figure was erratic, and the long sword in his hand danced like a dragon, drawing silver-white tracks in the night sky. Ye Han was no ordinary man either, the short blade in his hand flashed with cold light, and each move was fierce and went straight to the vital point.

When the battle was in full swing, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly changed his swordsmanship and used a set of "Lingyun Swordsmanship". Each sword move contained the force of a mountain pressing down on one's head, forcing Ye Han to retreat again and again. Seeing victory in sight, Ren Xiaoyao did not expect Ye Han to use a forbidden technique, and a black aura swirled around him, and his attack suddenly became fierce.

On the top of Mount Tai, the two figures intertwined into a fierce picture under the moonlight. Although Ren Xiaoyao was seriously injured, he was determined and would never give up. In the end, after a hard fight, he knocked Ye Han to the ground with his unique skill "Breaking the Sky Slash".

Blood oozed from the corners of Ye Han's mouth, his eyes full of unwillingness: "You...you can actually defeat me..."

Ren Xiaoyao put away his sword and stood aside, his expression solemn: "Ye Han, let go of your obsession. The road of martial arts should be open and aboveboard."

Upon hearing this, Ye Han smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I was wrong..." After saying that, he closed his eyes and never woke up again.

The mountain wind gradually died down, and the night sky returned to its former tranquility. Ren Xiaoyao looked into the distance, feeling mixed emotions. Although he won the battle, he lost a former friend, which made him sigh at the difficulty and complexity of the martial arts road.

"Brother Ren..." A voice called out from afar. It turned out to be a martial arts ally who came to support. Ren Xiaoyao turned around with a firm look in his eyes: "It's all over."

The Wulin ally came forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Thanks to you, Wulin can be preserved. I hope this storm can become a thing of the past."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly and looked up at the starry sky: "I hope so."

The two men stood side by side, their backs stretched out in the moonlight, as if telling the immortal legend of the children of the rivers and lakes.

The moonlight is like water, and the silver light is sprinkled on an ancient land. This is the desert, a place that looks desolate but contains countless secrets. The wind and sand blow gently, as if telling the heroic legends of the past. At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao stands alone in front of an ancient stone tablet, his heart full of desire to explore the unknown world.

There were some strange words engraved on the stone tablet, which seemed to record the secret leading to a hidden place. Ren Xiaoyao reached out and gently stroked those words, as if he could feel the sedimentation and vicissitudes of history. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made up his mind: "No matter what difficulties and obstacles are ahead, I, Ren Xiaoyao, will find out."

As footsteps sounded, Ren Xiaoyao set out on the road to find a hidden place. In the desert, the wind and sand sometimes blocked out the sun, and sometimes gently brushed across his face. Just when he was about to lose his way, an ancient ruin suddenly appeared in the distance.

"Looks like this is the place." Ren Xiaoyao muttered to himself and quickened his pace.

A mysterious atmosphere permeated the ruins, and every step seemed particularly heavy. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely cold. Ren Xiaoyao stopped vigilantly and took out a dagger from his arms and held it in his hand.

"Who's there?" he shouted.

An old man in a black robe slowly walked out of the shadows. His face was old, but there was a strange light in his eyes. "Young man, you are finally here." The old man's voice was low and powerful.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Ren Xiaoyao asked vigilantly.

"I am the watcher who has guarded this ruin for a thousand years, waiting for the arrival of the destined person." The old man said slowly, "And you, Ren Xiaoyao, are exactly the person I am looking for."

"What do you want from me?" Ren Xiaoyao did not let down his guard.

"There is a rare treasure hidden under these ruins. Only those with a righteous heart can possess it." The old man looked at Ren Xiaoyao with sharp eyes, "But to obtain the treasure, you must go through many tests."

"Test? What kind of test?" Ren Xiaoyao frowned.

"It's a test of courage, wisdom, and perseverance." The old man paused, "Are you ready?"

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, and a firm look flashed in his eyes: "I am ready and willing to accept all tests."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. The original ruins turned into an illusory space, and various illusions appeared one after another. Ren Xiaoyao relied on his extraordinary wit and courage to resolve the difficulties one by one.

Finally, after a lot of hard work, he came to a dark secret room. He pushed open the door and a dazzling light came towards him. In the secret room was a treasure emitting a soft light - it was a legendary magic weapon.

"Congratulations, Ren Xiaoyao, you have proven your worth." The old man's voice sounded again, "This sword will be the greatest help in your future conquests in the martial arts world."

Ren Xiaoyao walked forward slowly, holding up the magic weapon with both hands, with indescribable emotions surging in his heart: "Thank you, senior, this sword will live up to your trust."

"Good." The old man nodded with satisfaction. "Remember, the real test has just begun. I hope you can use this sword to protect everything you cherish."

"Disciple will definitely keep it in mind." Ren Xiaoyao solemnly promised, turned and walked out of the secret room to embrace his new journey.

As the sun sets, the sunset glows on a rolling mountain range. This is where the Five Poison Sect occupies a place, and the air is filled with a strange and disturbing atmosphere. At the foot of the mountain, Ren Xiaoyao walks alone, his eyes firm and deep, as if he can see through all the tricks. At this moment, he is about to go to the Five Poison Sect headquarters, with a little treacherous and determined in his heart.

After passing through the dense forest, a gloomy stone fortress appeared in front of them. The stone fortress was surrounded by a circle of poisonous swamps and poisonous gas. Ren Xiaoyao stood on the edge of the swamp, looking ahead, his brows furrowed. "It is not advisable to stay here for long." He whispered, and his body flashed, performing Qinggong, passing over the poisonous swamp like Lingbo Weibu, and instantly arrived in front of the stone fortress.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the important territory of the Five Poisons Sect?" A stern shout came from inside the door, and then two heavy doors slowly opened, and several followers dressed in strange costumes and holding strange weapons walked out.

Ren Xiaoyao clasped his fists and saluted: "I am Ren Xiaoyao, and I have come to visit the leader of your sect."

"Humph, you want to see our leader? That's not that easy!" The leading member sneered, "Unless you can break through our formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding believers quickly dispersed and formed a strange formation, surrounding Ren Xiaoyao. A thicker poisonous gas filled the air, making people feel suffocated.

Ren Xiaoyao's face was solemn. He knew very well that the Five Poison Sect's methods were vicious, so he didn't dare to be careless. He just let out a long roar, and his figure suddenly accelerated, shuttling through the formation. Every step he took would bring up a gust of wind, blowing away the surrounding poisonous fog.

"What a capable boy!" the leader of the sect exclaimed, "Let's work together, we must not let him get through!"

The battle became more and more intense, with the roars of various poisonous creatures mixed in with the flashes of swords and sabers. Ren Xiaoyao, relying on his extraordinary martial arts and wisdom, resolved the enemy's attacks one by one. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his chest - it turned out that a member of the sect took the opportunity to attack him with a poison needle.

Ren Xiaoyao's face was pale, but he still managed to stand, waving the sword in his hand like a dragon, repelling the enemies around him one by one. Finally, when the last ray of sword light dissipated, all the enemies had fallen to the ground.