Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Are you Grandmaster Wuque?"

Song Xuan nodded and smiled, "Master, you have good eyesight."

The Sweeping Monk seemed to be calculating something, then nodded in understanding. "According to the timeline, it's indeed time for a new destiny to be born. So, you are the destiny chosen by this generation of heaven and earth, right?"

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Master, you really have a good eye!"

The Sweeping Monk clasped his hands together, his smile becoming much kinder. "Since you are the chosen one, you will be the pillar of our human race in the future. How about we end this battle right here?"

Song Xuan shook his head, "I'm still missing one move. Master, please try this one of mine!"

After he finished speaking, Song Xuan became ethereal and phantom figures appeared between heaven and earth, as if immortals had descended to the earth.

The Sweeping Monk had a solemn expression on his face. He knew that this flawless Grandmaster, who was blessed with a divine destiny, was using him as a training ground to verify his own strength.

Although he is afraid of Tianming and does not want to provoke him again, as a grandmaster, how can he not be proud? If you want to continue fighting, then continue fighting!

Song Xuan drew his sword!

The sword is like a startled swan, like flowing clouds, like a startled swan, it is elegant and beautiful to the extreme. In the eyes of the grandmaster watching the battle, it is not a sword, but art, art so beautiful that it makes people want to die by the sword.

As Song Xuan drew his sword, the illusory figures in the void also drew their swords at the same time. In an instant, it seemed as if hundreds of Song Xuans were drawing their swords at the same time.

"Acalanatha, immovable as a mountain!"

The Sweeping Monk sat cross-legged on the mountain and performed the Acala Seal again. Of course, this time it was the upgraded version 2.0 of the Acala Seal. At the moment the seal was pinched, four images of the Acala appeared in the four directions of east, west, south and north at the same time.

Four Dharma images of the Mingwang appeared, like four golden mountains of Buddhism stretching between heaven and earth, facing Song Xuan's ethereal and murderous sword, and protecting the Sweeping Monk tightly.

The sounds of clanging came one after another, flames splashed, muffled thunder roared continuously, and sword shadows were everywhere, covering the entire mountain.

boom!

The sound of the last burst of sword energy exploded in the void, causing ripples in the void. Afterwards, Song Xuan distanced himself from the Sweeping Monk.

With a thought, the Xuantian Sword in Song Xuan's hand sank into the space of his soul, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Damn, that's so meaty!

He mobilized the power of his soul and used his natal immortal sword, but he still couldn't break the old monk's defense, which was harder than his fucking ten thousand year old turtle shell.

Are all grandmasters so difficult to deal with?

The Sweeping Monk dispersed his Dharma seal, stood up, and said with a smile, "Master, neither of us can do anything to each other. How about we just call it a day?"

Song Xuan nodded, cupped his fists, and said with a smile, "I have struck out my sword thousands of times in an instant, but I still cannot break through Master's defense. I admire your strength!"

The Sweeping Monk laughed heartily and said, "Excuse me, Taoist Priest. I don't have any other skills, but my defense is amazing. Among the Grandmasters, I am probably among the top three in terms of defense alone.

The Taoist priest, with his Grandmaster status, forced this poor monk to defend himself with all his might. The road of martial arts has a promising future! "

Chapter 383: He can sit on the throne of the emperor, but I can’t?

boom!

As the Sweeping Monk finished his words, the mountain beneath his feet collapsed with a loud bang, like a castle made of sand. The moment he left, it seemed to have lost its support and turned into powder with a loud bang.

Song Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he roughly understood the principle of the Sweeping Monk's Acalanatha Seal.

The power of the thousands of swords he had stabbed out before was probably guided into the mountain under his feet by the Sweeping Monk with the Acalanatha Seal. As long as the old monk stepped on the ground, he could continuously draw on the power of the earth and basically be invincible!

The Sweeping Monk looked down at the crumbling mountain and chanted a Buddhist name. At this moment, he didn't want to fight anymore.

Not to mention that he can't do anything to Song Xuan, even if he can gain some advantage, what's the point?

He is an old monk who has not been out of the world for many years and has no vested interests involved. Why should he go against the destiny of this generation?

Song Xuan sensed that the Sweeping Monk was about to stop, so he smiled and had no intention of continuing.

He has already tested the gap in strength between himself and the Grand Master.

Without the Xuantian Sword, his own attack power is not as good as the Sweeping Monk.

When using the Xuantian Sword, his attack power is even stronger than that of the Sweeping Monk. Although he cannot break the defense, the difference between having a sword and not having a sword is still huge.

The improvement of one's combat power through a magic weapon cannot be underestimated.

Since neither side can break the other's attack, there is no need to continue this battle.

Victoria Song flashed to the old man's side, poked him, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, she nodded with satisfaction.

My brother is indeed the best in the world!

This is the Grandmaster realm, and he can already fight against the veteran Grandmaster head-on. In a few years, won’t he be able to defeat this old monk?

"Amitabha, since you have come from afar, why don't you join me in the temple to drink tea and discuss the Dao?"

"Oh?"

Song Xuan laughed and said, "Master, you just said that my Taoist partner was an evil demon, but now you want to invite him to visit Shaolin Temple. What? Aren't you afraid of tarnishing the reputation of your Shaolin Temple?"

The Sweeping Monk said amiably, "I was wrong to say so earlier. Since the Taoist Master is destined by heaven, the choice of a Taoist companion must be based on profound considerations. I was too presumptuous to lecture you, and that was beneath me."

Song Xuan looked at Yao Yue and said, "Whether you want to go or not, you decide!"

Yao Yue looked at him and immediately understood her husband's plan.

Our commander-in-chief has set his sights on Shaolin's Sutra Library.

She nodded immediately: "Since the master has apologized, the misunderstanding just now is over. Since it's an invitation, let's go and take a look together!"

......

Outside Kaifeng City, in a manor.

A nobleman in gorgeous clothes stared into the distance for a while, then turned to look at the middle-aged man who was leisurely drinking tea in the yard.

This man had an unusually narrow and long face, and all of his facial features were flaws that no one wanted to have, but they were all squeezed into one face, making his forehead look particularly high.

His chin was long and slightly overhanging, and his curved nose was disproportionately tall and huge, making his eyes and mouth appear even smaller in comparison. Fortunately, he had long black hair that fell on his shoulders, which balanced the disharmony between his broad shoulders and narrow face, otherwise it would have been even more awkward and strange.

He is Fu Cailin, a famous grandmaster in Tangzhou and the head of Yijian Pavilion. He uses sword to enter the Tao and is known as Master Yijian.

"Master, those fluctuations over there mean there are Grandmasters fighting each other, right?"

Fu Cailin nodded and said, "Indeed, it is true. It's a pity that my identity cannot be exposed. Otherwise, I really want to come out and see the strength of the Grand Master in Songzhou!"

The young man couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. "Why does Songzhou feel so chaotic? We just arrived a short time ago and we encountered a battle between Grandmasters. It seems that this trip will be in vain."

Fu Cailin chuckled twice, "What you're planning is not reliable in the first place. Killing the imperial envoy and blaming Zhao Kuangyin, if this is exposed, even if you are the King of Wei, you will surely die!"

King Wei sighed, "There's nothing I can do!"

"Although I haven't had much contact with my sixth brother, I know a thing or two about his personality.

If I don't find a way to protect myself, I will die in his hands sooner or later."

At this point, his face darkened. "He even dared to kill his own father, so how could he spare a brother like me who once fought with him for the throne!"

Fu Cailin pondered and said, "Are you so sure that the death of the retired emperor was caused by your sixth brother?"

"Sure and certain!"

King Wei said coldly, "Master, there is no need to doubt this. You only need to know that my sixth brother is ruthless and will do anything to achieve his goals.

I can't see through him, nor do I know what he is planning, but there is one thing I can be sure of, once he has firmly established his position and put the court in order, sooner or later he will carry out a major purge of all factions in the martial arts world!

A martial arts sacred place like your Master's Yijian Pavilion, which is extremely prestigious in the martial arts world, must be his target for cleansing."

He clenched his fists and said, "If we want to protect ourselves, we can only form an alliance with other states. Not only do we need to unite the forces of the underworld, but we must also control positions like the governor of Songzhou.

Zhao Kuangyin is such a coward. Since he refuses to obey, let him die.

So what if he has a Grandmaster protecting him? As long as the patrol team dies in Kaifeng, someone from the Xuanyi Guard will come and take care of him!"

Fu Cailin shook his head, "Forget it! Even if you hold the position of Jiuzhou Governor in your hands, what can it do?

You should know that your Ji family's great ancestor is still alive. If you rebel, how could he tolerate you? "

"Teacher, you are too pessimistic. Taizu is powerful, but what is his status? This is just an internal struggle for the throne of the Ji family. With his status, how could he care about these things?

In the past few years, I have discussed this with my father many times in the imperial capital, and we all agree that as long as the Great Zhou still belongs to the Ji family, Taizu doesn't care which descendant of the Ji family sits in that position.

The most difficult part is the Taizu level. As long as we don't get stuck at this level, we can plan things well later on!"

King Wei analyzed, "As for the internal strife within the Ji family, as long as I don't raise an army to attack the imperial capital, the royal attendants will not interfere at will. The only ones my sixth brother can really rely on are the Xuanyi Guards.

It's ridiculous that my father had dismissed the Xuanyi Guards for his entire life, but my sixth brother re-employed them as soon as he ascended the throne. It is said that the status of the new commander is almost equal to that of the emperor. It really brings shame to our royal family.

According to a popular saying in recent years, Ji Xuanfeng is a bootlicker!

As the emperor, he licks the commander of the Xuanyi Guard. Such a licker, except that he is lucky enough to become a perfect master, what virtue and ability does he have to be the emperor?

The throne of the Son of Heaven belongs to the virtuous. If he can sit on it, why can't I, Ji Changkong, sit on it?"

Chapter 384 If you don’t fight or compete, why should the Heavenly Dao Fruit fall on you?

Fu Cailin frowned and thought.

He is also an ambitious man. Ever since he met Prince Wei Ji Changkong and learned some details about the current emperor Ji Xuanfeng from him, he began to have some ideas.

According to the King of Wei, Ji Xuanfeng's martial arts talent was similar to his at first, but he was lucky enough to inherit the three hundred years of the Great Zhou's national destiny. Only then did he get a chance in the dark and step into the realm of a perfect master.

At that moment, he began to think about the fate of the country.

Therefore, he accepted the King of Wei as his disciple, secretly eliminated dissidents for him in Tangzhou, and mastered nearly half of the power in Tangzhou. He wanted to try whether, as the master of the Prince of Da Zhou, the national destiny would also be effective for him, and whether it could allow him to glimpse a glimmer of the dawn of the realm of heaven and man.

But unfortunately, whether it was because the power controlled by King Wei was not strong enough, or for other reasons, Fu Cailin had not yet felt the impact of the country's destiny on the improvement of his strength.

When he had already given up on the idea, the King of Wei found him again and proposed a plan to him.

He secretly united the underworld forces in various states, sidelined the governors, and even directly replaced the governors with the King of Wei's men, in order to achieve the goal of actually controlling the Great Zhou.

The first person to be won over was Zhao Kuangyin, the governor of Songzhou.

If Zhao Kuangyin was willing to submit secretly, everyone would be happy, but if he did not appreciate it, he would be eliminated directly, and the court officials would find a way to push the King of Wei's people to the position of Governor of Songzhou.

Therefore, this time, at the invitation of King Wei, Fu Cailin rarely left the sect.

One is to protect the law, and the other is to cause Zhao Kuangyin to "die accidentally" when necessary!

However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is very bleak. After arriving in Songzhou, Fu Cailin realized how difficult the previous plan was.

He accompanied the King of Wei to meet Zhao Kuangyin once. The governor treated him warmly and generously, but when it came to key issues that required a statement, he began to dodge the question and had no intention of taking sides at all.

If winning over the other party fails, force is the natural choice. However, Fu Cailin sadly discovered that this method did not work either.

There is also a grandmaster backing up the Zhao family. Although it is unclear where the other party came from, a grandmaster is still a grandmaster after all. It may be difficult to determine life and death between them, but if one just wants to protect someone, it is not difficult.

At that banquet, Fu Cailin looked reserved and didn't say a word. After leaving the banquet, he planned to leave.

The King of Wei's pie was too big for him to hold. He couldn't even deal with Zhao Kuangyin, let alone overthrow the emperor.

It’s better to pack up and return to the sect for retreat.

But he was persuaded to leave by the King of Wei, because the King of Wei had another promise for him.

According to the other party, Zhao Kuangyin was difficult to deal with because he had the support of a grandmaster, so they decided to kill him with a borrowed knife.

The inspection team sent by the imperial court has arrived in the territory of the Northern Song Dynasty. As long as someone dies on Zhao Kuangyin's territory, no matter whether Zhao Kuangyin killed him or not, anyone with the surname Zhao cannot escape responsibility.

Given the style of the Xuanyi Guards, they will not give you any evidence in such matters, and Zhao Kuangyin will definitely die.

After hearing this, Fu Cailin agreed to this plan. After all, there was a grandmaster behind the governor of Songzhou. The inspection team sent by the court couldn't also be followed by a grandmaster, right?

Every Tom, Dick and Harry has a Grand Master following him. How could a Grand Master be so cheap?

If you can't kill Zhao Kuangyin, killing a few imperial envoys will be easy!

As a result, today, when he and King Wei were still discussing how to kill the members of the inspection team and point the clues to Zhao Kuangyin, they sensed the violent fluctuations of a battle hundreds of miles away.

In the aftermath of this battle, there are even traces of fluctuations in laws.

It was obvious that two great masters were fighting not far away.

Fu Cailin felt like giving up again at this moment. Songzhou was too weird. Grandmasters who were rarely seen in other places appeared here one after another. God knew how many grandmasters were hidden in this Henan Prefecture!

What if he happens to be caught red-handed when he goes to kill the imperial envoy? Fu Cailin can escape, but can his Yijian Pavilion also escape?

Those mad dogs from the Xuanyi Guards won't show you any mercy!

The King of Wei naturally noticed Fu Cailin's thoughts and kept promising him something.

"Master, if you don't advance on the path of martial arts, you'll regress. You've been stuck at the Grandmaster level for many years. If you don't seek other solutions, your martial arts journey will end here!"