Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

A trace of worry appeared between Huang Taiji's brows. If he didn't know that there was an imperial teacher who was in seclusion behind him to break through to the Three Flowers Innate Realm, he would have been unable to sit still in this palace long ago.

One person destroys an entire army, killing people as he goes. Is this something a warrior in the innate realm can do?

He even suspected that there was something wrong with the method of cutting the dragon veins, and it could not completely exclude all martial arts masters?

"Master, please take a look at these memorials sent back!"

Huang Taiji handed over a pile of memorials.

Taoist Mu quickly flipped through it and his expression became serious.

After leaving the border, he heard from his subordinates that an extremely powerful man had appeared in the Qing territory and killed the Qing army without any chance of fighting back.

At first he didn't care.

If a more powerful innate warrior is determined to launch a sneak attack or assassination without the restraint of a master of the same level, there are plenty of ways to take the head of a Qing army general at night.

After all, what he and Huang Taiji were doing was a rebellion, so it was normal for the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty to send a few powerful double-flower innate warriors to quell the rebellion.

But the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

After reading all the memorials, he took a deep breath and said, "It seems that the Zhou Emperor is really angry. He even sent out such a person!"

Huang Taiji hurriedly asked, "Grand Master, does Song Xuan have a great background?"

Taoist Mu said in a deep voice: "I don't know his origins, but one thing I can roughly judge is that this person is very likely a Three Flowers Xiantian!"

"Does the Imperial Master really mean what he said?"

"It shouldn't be wrong!"

Taoist Mu’s face was gloomy, “I have spent so much effort and risked being hated by heaven and earth, and only then was I able to use the national destiny to condense the third flower.

In the end, the imperial capital just casually sent someone over. Even though the Great Zhou is weakened, its foundation is still beyond our imagination!"

Huang Taiji was panicked. Old Bideng, it was you who dragged me into rebellion before. Now the country has been established and I have sat on the throne, and now you tell me that the Great Zhou is too powerful.

You old thing, are you planning to run away?

"Master, Song Xuan is coming with such force that he will definitely attack the Imperial City. I hope Master can save me!"

"Don't panic!"

Taoist Mu chuckled and said, "There's probably only one such peerless genius in the entire imperial capital. If he's from the royal family, he'd be the next emperor.

If he came from the Xuanyi Guard, he would basically be the next commander.

Coming to Cheongju to quell the rebellion was probably to make his achievements look better when he came to power.

What a pity, he underestimated me, Mu Dao Ren. If he wants to use me as a stepping stone to advancement, he must be prepared to leave his life behind!"

Huang Taiji was delighted when he heard this, "Is the Imperial Master sure he can kill him?"

"I can't say I can kill him, but at least I'm confident I can remain undefeated!"

A rare hint of arrogance appeared in Mu Daoren's indifferent expression. "At least in Qingzhou, with the national destiny on my side, I don't know how I can be defeated!"

Huang Taiji felt relieved.

Old Biden, you're panting when you speak, right? Are you sure you did that trick just now? I thought you were going to run away!

"Next, I will send someone to inform Song Xuan that I will have a decisive battle with him at the top of the Forbidden City.

Send people to spread the news everywhere and build up momentum. I want to see if this guy has the courage to come and fight him!"

"Understood!"

Huang Taiji was delighted. "Once Song Xuan enters the city, my hundreds of thousands of troops will block the city gates and rush in to kill him!"

"To kill him with your own life?"

Taoist Mu sneered, "The human wave tactic is useful for ordinary innate warriors, but when you reach the level of a three-flower warrior, even without the power of heaven and earth, your strength is no weaker than that of an ordinary martial arts master!

If a master like this is determined to leave, even if you have a million-strong army, it will be difficult to stop him!"

Huang Taiji smiled awkwardly, "Don't we still have you, the Imperial Master? With you in charge and supporting a million-strong army, even if a martial arts master comes, he'll have to leave his life behind!"

Taoist Mu glanced at him and actually agreed with what he said, "Three Flowers are innate, but they are still innate. If you don't reach the Grandmaster level, you won't be able to receive the power of heaven and earth. When fighting with others, you will still consume your own true energy.

The Three Flower Warrior is not easy to kill, and I don’t expect to kill him in a head-on fight, so the next battle will be a fight of attrition!

I have the blessing of the nation, and my Qi recovers at a speed far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. In this Qingzhou territory, I am invincible!

You are not allowed to interfere when I fight him. When he is almost exhausted and wants to escape, you will stop him with your bow, crossbow or firearms!"

Huang Taiji immediately patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, Imperial Master. For this battle, hundreds of thousands of the most elite troops of the Qing Empire have long been prepared. This time, he will not return!"

......

The news that the Imperial Master Mu Dao Ren and the God of Death Song Xuan were going to have a decisive battle in the Forbidden City spread from someone unknown.

When this news came out, the whole world was shocked.

Over the next half month, martial arts masters from all over Qingzhou came from all directions to Yanjing in disguise.

This kind of showdown between top masters is a martial arts event that only happens once in a century. Who among those who practice martial arts would not want to see it?

The gates of Yanjing were wide open, and even the defenders had withdrawn. Any warrior who came to watch the battle was allowed to enter the city.

Not only that, it is said that in order to prepare for the battle on top of the Forbidden City, the Qing court moved all the people in the palace out to make room for the two peerless masters.

All these factors made this battle not only coveted by people in the martial arts world, but even the powerful and wealthy families from all over the country brought their guards and servants to Yanjing to watch the battle.

There is no doubt that this battle is related to the future situation of the entire Qingzhou.

If Mu Dao Ren wins, the Qing court will gain a firm foothold, and it will be difficult for the Great Zhou court to spare enough manpower to quell the rebellion in a short period of time.

If Song Xuan wins, the Qing Dynasty, which has risen for less than a year, will collapse, Qingzhou will return to the Great Zhou again, and the belief that the Great Zhou's destiny cannot be changed will take root in the hearts of the people.

In response to this, some casinos in Yanjing City even used this to open their games and place bets on the outcome!

The outside world was in a turmoil, with all kinds of rumors flying all over the streets, but Song Xuan, one of the parties involved, seemed to know nothing and stayed in seclusion in the inn for a full half month.

It was not until this day, when the day of the decisive battle proposed by Mu Dao Ren arrived, that Song Xuan came out of seclusion and walked out of the room.

After such a long period of seclusion, his mental strength has reached the limit of his current cultivation. He tried several times to condense the Flower of God, but failed at the last moment because of the interference of a mysterious and inexplicable force.

Song Xuan looked up at the sky.

He knew that the mysterious power came from heaven and earth.

Using the method of killing to condense the flower of God is a method of taking shortcuts. If one wants to succeed, he must be a person with good luck and favored by heaven and earth.

His failure in concentrating the Flower of God during this retreat was Heaven and Earth telling him in this way.

It's time to get to work!

Chapter 205 Song Xuan: Do you regret it?

Song Xuan didn't know whether this world had its own will.

But he understood that he was stuck at a critical step.

If he doesn't kill Mu Dao Ren, he won't be able to obtain the good fortune favored by heaven and earth. This step may hold him back for several years.

"Husband!"

Seeing Song Xuan walking out of the room, Yao Yue walked up to him with a sweet smile.

At first, Song Xuan was a little uncomfortable with her calling him "husband" all the time, but that's just how people are, and he got used to it after hearing it many times.

"That old bastard Mu Dao Ren is building up momentum, hoping to use public opinion to force you into a decisive battle in the Forbidden City."

Yao Yue chuckled disdainfully, "This little trick is ridiculously childish. With your steady personality, you probably won't go, right?"

"If it were in the past, I would definitely not go!"

Song Xuan touched the long sword at his waist and said with a smile: "But now, I will go!"

Yao Yue frowned. "The city is already swarming with troops. There's no need to take any risks. We can just wait it out with them. Hundreds of thousands of troops are piled up inside. They'll be exhausted in a few months and won't be able to hold on."

Song Xuan shook his head.

No, if it was just for the sake of killing someone, he could afford to wait, but if he wanted to be blessed by heaven and earth and have good fortune, it would not be as simple as just killing someone.

The meaning of this world is already very clear.

He was to kill the man, destroy the emperor, and end the country's destiny at the top of the Forbidden City, in front of everyone's attention!

If you want good luck, you have to get it with real ability. If you try to take shortcuts, heaven and earth will not approve.

Seeing that Song Xuan seemed to have made up his mind, Yao Yue stopped hesitating and stood with him, sword in hand, "You've always been very opinionated. Now that you've made up your mind, let's go.

Just feel free to fight Mu Dao Ren. As for the other villains, I will take care of them for you!"

Song Xuan smiled.

He liked Yao Yue's straightforward personality. She did things without dragging her feet and didn't ask questions endlessly.

......

The sky gradually darkened and a full moon began to appear on the horizon.

Although there was no one in the palace, it was brightly lit with lanterns hanging everywhere.

Around the palace, the rooftops were filled with people practicing martial arts. On the top floor of a restaurant, Huang Taiji was surrounded by a group of palace masters, sitting by the window, watching quietly.

At this moment, a master beside him suddenly looked up and looked into the distance.

"coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning seemed to appear between heaven and earth, like a furious thunder with a terrifying roar, cutting through the vastness and exploding continuously in the void.

Before anyone arrived, the majestic sword intent caused the earth to tremble, houses to shake, trees to sway without wind, and sand and gravel on the ground to be swept up like a tornado.

Amid the admiration and cheers of the onlookers, the lightning-fast figure suddenly landed on the top of the Tai Chi Hall. The light dissipated, and the figure slowly appeared.

He was wearing a long gray robe and a bamboo hat that looked like a basket. He looked like a woodcutter in the mountains or a fisherman by the river. He looked ordinary, but no one dared to be disrespectful to him.

He is Mu Dao Ren and the imperial teacher of the Qing Dynasty.

He single-handedly led the rise of the Qing Dynasty and tore a piece of territory from the Great Zhou!

"I'm here, where is Song Xuan?"

Taoist Mu's voice was not loud, but it was deep and powerful. It could be heard clearly from more than ten miles away, as if it was ringing next to the ear.

Huang Taiji looked at the figure that made him both awed and resentful, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He wanted to be a real emperor, not just a puppet, but unfortunately, he could only keep this idea in his heart and dared not reveal it at all.

Because the masters who guarded him came from the Ghost Villa founded by Mu Dao Ren. If he dared to make any unusual moves, these people could make him die in a dignified manner without Mu Dao Ren's orders.

"I hope the Imperial Master can kill Song Xuan in one battle!" Huang Taiji looked expectant.

But in my heart, I have already roared:

Fight, fight quickly, fight to the death! It would be best if we both died!

But the next moment, he felt conflicted again.

No, old Bidden cannot die yet. If he dies, the masters sent by the Great Zhou will come to assassinate him, and he will not have the power to fight back.

Damn, being an emperor is so frustrating!

When Huang Taiji was extremely conflicted, the moonlight was like flowing water falling on the horizon, and a figure in a white robe came from the air, like a true immortal coming into the mortal world under the moon!

"Song Xuan is here!" Huang Taiji exclaimed.

In the Forbidden City, countless spectators burst into laughter, and many even cried for joy, looking at the sword-like figure with fanatical expressions.

Song Xuan walked in the air as if walking on flat ground. He did not make much noise, but wherever he passed, the shock caused by Mu Dao Ren's sword intent suddenly quieted down, and everything returned to calm!

Countless people cheered excitedly when they saw this. Both Mu Dao Ren and Song Xuan's appearance were extremely stunning and truly shocking.

I thought this was a duel between martial arts masters, but now it seems more like a fight between sword masters. The fight between martial artists is not as exciting as the legendary fights!

Song Xuan landed on the top of a palace and looked at the majestic Taoist Mu, his expression becoming slightly solemn.

The next moment, he slowly said, "Do you regret it?"

Taoist Mu paused for a moment, "Splitting the Earth to Become King, and Having Three Flowers as the Innate, I have accomplished everything that mortals dream of. Why should I regret it?"

Song Xuan stared at his indifferent expression for a few seconds. "You've cut off your future path in martial arts just to enjoy these few decades of power. Do you really not regret it?"

Taoist Mu fell silent.