I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 145 "You will never be the number one swordsman in Daxia."

And not just right.

His current development is much better than what he expected for the tenth life.

"But this time it finally worked."

After a long time.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, Chen Lu looked into the distance at the horizon and suddenly chuckled.

Although there were some errors in the process, the result is good. The world's strife will come in half a year. This version of the heaven's way of strife is a big version, which will come not only in the cage of Daxia Kingdom, but also in the entire Xuantian Continent.

And this version.

It will be accompanied by countless killings and countless opportunities.

The phrase "abandoning oneself and starting over again" can only be reincarnated nine times, and he finally succeeded on the tenth time. With his current strength and means, he only needs to break through to the peak of the Golden Core.

Then wait for the scholar to break through to the Golden Elixir stage.

There will be no problem in smashing the Yuanying sword cultivator puppet, and by doing so, a small hole can be cut in the Daxia cage. He, Chen Lu, will officially land on the Xuantian Continent. At the same time, there are many secret treasures in the Xuantian Continent.

For example, the boundless snow-capped mountains. When he becomes more powerful in the future, he can come back and take it.

The Da Xia cage will not be completely shattered, but a small hole will be cut out for him to pass through. Da Xia will still not officially border the Xuantian Continent. If it wants to completely border the Xuantian Continent, it needs to destroy the four forbidden areas, which is not something that can be done with Nascent Soul cultivation.

This also means.

Daxia can serve as a safe house for him. If he encounters a crisis outside, he can hide in it.

After a long time, Chen Lu slowly stood up and patted the dust off his clothes. Now that his memory had been recovered, he took many opportunities that were left in advance and prepared to leave the Daxia prison.

In the capital city.

Fei Long, who was following behind Chen Lu, looked around and asked in confusion: "Brother Lu, why did you suddenly come to Beijing?"

Chen Lu chuckled and said nothing, just walked in front with the Tianji umbrella.

"Brother Lu, we can't go any further. The Great Xia Palace is ahead."

Feilong looked seriously at the palace guards who were surrounding them not far away.

Not far away.

At dusk.

The solemnity of the palace, like a solidified historical scroll, silently tells of the dignity and majesty of imperial power.

Just standing here and looking, you will be shocked by the towering buildings.

Every brick and tile carries the weight and thickness of Daxia for hundreds of years.

Under the eaves of the palace, the intricately carved dragon and phoenix patterns were so distinct in light and dark in the evening light that one dared not speak loudly.

Every door outside the palace was closed, as if guarding the secrets and dignity of the royal family.

Hundreds of palace guards wearing armor and with cold faces, holding sharp blades, slowly surrounded them. It was obvious that they regarded them as uninvited guests. If they found anything suspicious during the interrogation, there was no need to report it, they would be beheaded on the spot.

next moment--

"boom!!!"

Chen Lu's eighth-level Golden Core cultivation surged out without any concealment, and his mighty spiritual awareness instantly enveloped the entire capital city. He was so arrogant within the capital city that the word "rebellion" was almost engraved on his forehead.

"Be bold!"

Along with several angry roars, two old men who had reached the peak of the Golden Core stage surged with even more powerful cultivation. They shot out from the palace and slammed heavily on the blue bricks not far from Chen Yu. They shouted in anger, their eyes wide open: "Who are you, you dare to act so presumptuous in the capital!"

"Brilliant."

Fei Long, who didn't know what happened at first, understood it instantly. He took out a yellow robe from his arms and put it on Chen Yu's shoulders with an expressionless face: "Brother Yu, it's getting cold. I'll give you another piece of clothing."

"I was wondering why you suddenly came to the capital. It turns out that Brother Lu is planning to become emperor."

"You should have told me earlier."

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The scholar standing behind him twitched his lips slightly at this moment, and looked at the two powerful men who had reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm with gritted teeth, and began to wonder whether he could break through their defense with his full-strength attack.

If he had told us earlier that he wanted to fight, he would have at least replenished his spiritual energy in advance.

Chen Lu casually glanced at the two old men who had reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and did not speak. As the spiritual energy in his body continued to surge out, black clouds instantly covered the entire capital city, and the violent storm stopped in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of thousands of thunder dragons, carrying extremely terrifying pressure, continued to roar in the thunderclouds amidst deafening thunder.

He leaned on his cane, letting his clothes rustle in the storm, and slowly walked along the bluestone road towards the gate of the Great Xia Palace, completely ignoring the two old men who had reached the peak of the Golden Core realm.

When he reached the palace gate.

The palace gate slowly opened naturally.

Then he saw hundreds of palace maids and eunuchs in the palace looking at Chen Lu, the uninvited guest, somewhat at a loss. He did not stop, but continued to walk forward at a steady pace.

Until Chen Lu's figure disappeared in the palace.

The two old men who had reached the peak of the Golden Core stage of cultivation heaved a sigh of relief with a gloomy look on their faces. Their foreheads were already covered with sweat. Just now, Chen Lu's spiritual sense had already locked onto both of them.

Unable to break free.

A premonition told them that if they dared to take action, they would die here.

then--

As the strongest man in Da Xia, he could only watch Chen Yu step into the forbidden area of ​​Da Xia Imperial Palace so openly, and he didn't even have the courage to speak out to stop him.

"He is obviously only at the eighth level of Golden Core, why does he give me such a strong sense of oppression?" One of the old men looked at Chen Lu's back with an uncertain expression.

The other old man also shook his head dejectedly and said, "The eighth level of the golden elixir accumulated by lifespan cannot be compared with the eighth level of the golden elixir of a genius."

“When Chen Yu reaches the first level of the Golden Core, he can surpass countless geniuses.”

"I haven't seen him for more than 20 days, and he has already entered the eighth level of Jindan. It's normal for him to surpass us by one level. No matter why he entered the palace, it has nothing to do with us. We have done our best."

As Chen Lu continued to go deeper, a large number of guards wearing armor and holding sharp blades had surrounded them in three layers inside and outside. There were also eight old men with the cultivation base at the peak of the Golden Core Realm who were already standing on the eaves of the palace, looking down with complicated expressions at Chen Lu who was standing in the storm with the Tianji Umbrella in his hand.

No one dared to take action.

If the world knew that eight of the strongest men who had reached the peak of the Golden Core stage of perfection one day besieged a junior at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage and they didn't even dare to fight back, they would definitely be laughed at by the world.

But... they really don't dare.

Chen Lu's spiritual sense was fixed on them. Above their heads, hundreds of thousands of thunder dragons carrying extremely terrifying momentum and pressure were circling in the black clouds above the capital city like playing in the water, and could smash down at any time!

They could clearly see that no matter who was hit by that kind of power, they would die.

When Chen Lu walked to the center of a square deep inside the palace, he did not move forward anymore. He just stood quietly in the center of the square, holding an umbrella in the wind and rain, looking at the large square red bricks on the square below his feet. His expression gradually became a little dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

He was really familiar with the Daxia Palace.

He has lived here for many years and is familiar with every inch of tile and brick here.

"Chen Yu!"

at this time--

The Seventh Prince, who was wearing a gorgeous robe and had an ugly face, was followed by a group of guards. He walked through the imperial guards and strode to the center of the square. He stood not far away and looked at Chen Yu and said in a gloomy voice: "I ask you, are you going to rebel!!!"

Just over twenty days ago, he still regarded Chen Lu as his greatest rival in his life, and even fantasized that they could be both enemies and friends, grow together, and stand at the highest point in the world.

I just didn’t expect that it would only take more than twenty days.

Chen Lu's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Golden Core. You should know that more than 20 days ago, Chen Lu's cultivation was the first level of Golden Core. He was at the second level of Golden Core at that time. More than 20 days have passed, but he is still at the second level of Golden Core, without any change.

"Ok?"

Although there were many people gathered in the square, no one spoke, allowing Chen Lu to recall the past in peace. The sudden questioning of the Seventh Prince brought Chen Lu back from his memories.

He tilted his head to look at the unsightly Seventh Prince, who was standing in the storm with his Tianji Umbrella, and suddenly chuckled: "If so, what then?"

After the memory is restored.

He recalled many things, such as the time when he held the Seventh Prince in his arms when he was a child. The first time the Seventh Prince went out of the palace to find a prostitute, it was he who took him there. He found the fattest one for the Seventh Prince and coaxed him into saying that as a sword cultivator, he should be fearless.

The Seventh Prince has loved practicing swordsmanship since he was a child.

"in the case of"

The Seventh Prince was silent for a long time with a gloomy face before continuing: "The eight great priests of the Xia family are all here, but they are not taking action. Do they think they can't defeat you?"

He could only feel that Chen Lu was very strong now, but he couldn't feel how much stronger he was.

But looking at the posture of the worshippers, one can probably guess that these worshippers are no match for Chen Lu.

"They."

Chen Yu smiled and glanced at the eight Xia family priests standing on the eaves: "How about you give them an order to try?"

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The Seventh Prince lowered his head and glanced at the sword in his hand, then looked up at Chen Yu: "If you become emperor, can you please not kill my father?"

"Okay, then do we want to kill the prince?"

Chen Yu asked with a smile.

"Don't kill if you can."

"Are you going to kill the second prince?"

"Don't kill if you can."

"Where is the third prince?"

"It's better not to kill."

Chen Yu shook his head seriously: "That would be too troublesome, why not just kill them all? What do you think?"

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The Seventh Prince took a deep breath and slowly took off his robe, revealing only the white lining. He held the sword diagonally in his hand and retracted the protective spiritual energy. He let the strong wind and rain beat down on him, stood in the rain with his eyes closed and muttered.

"When I was young, the Imperial Master said that I would never be able to become the strongest swordsman."

"The Imperial Master told me that a hundred years ago there was a sword cultivator who was born as a slave from a village in a hundred countries. He dressed in white and killed people all over the world. No one dared to speak loudly. That sword cultivator never used protective spiritual energy."

"The Imperial Master said that I am too cowardly."

"As a sword cultivator, you must have the will to die and the determination to defeat all enemies in the world. If a sword cultivator relies too much on his own protective spiritual energy, it means he is not confident that he can kill the enemy with one sword."

"The swordsman that the national teacher mentioned is called Jian Yi."

"It is very dangerous to take back your protective spiritual energy. It means that even someone with a cultivation level far lower than yours can easily kill you. I have never been able to do it, and the Imperial Master often laughs at me for this."

"But today -"

The Seventh Prince's eyes suddenly opened and he stared straight at Chen Yu. The sword intent that had been suppressed in his body for a long time suddenly flowed down his arm and onto the sword, causing green light to flow slowly on the sword.

"I will show you the sword that was never swung in the Tianjiao Secret Realm!"

"This sword is named Qitian!"

"It was taught by the Grand Master in the 783rd year of Daxia!"

next moment!
The violent storm between heaven and earth seemed to have stopped for a moment. The deathly intent carried by the Seventh Prince even affected the minds of all the guards, causing a layer of sadness to emerge in the hearts of everyone present. Then the sword intent that was rising into the sky suddenly exploded!
Countless wooden windows in the palace were shattered as a result.

The Seventh Prince appeared in front of Chen Chu almost instantly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, raising the sword to his chest, with a ferocious look on his face, roaring with all his strength, and stabbing towards Chen Chu's face!
He listened to the Imperial Master, took back all the spiritual energy that protected his body, and concentrated all the spiritual energy on this sword.

Don't leave any tricks behind.

Once this sword is stabbed out, he will no longer have any fighting power and will be at the mercy of others.

This sword represents his understanding of the swordsmanship over the years. He poured all his sword intent into this sword. He was confident that he could kill a fourth-level Jindan strongman with just one sword!
But Chen Yu stood there from beginning to end, without moving an inch.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce, even the Da Xia priests standing on the eaves could not help but be moved. The power of this sword was not small. If a cultivator took it head-on, even if his cultivation was far superior to that of the Seventh Prince, he would still be injured.

next moment--

"Qiang."

There was a clanging sound like metal.

Chen Lu's expression was calm. He easily blocked the Seventh Prince's fatal attack with the edge of the Tianji Umbrella. Then he looked at the Seventh Prince, whose face was full of despair and unwillingness, and couldn't help laughing.

"The Imperial Master lied to you back then. The reason why Jian Yi never used the protective aura was because Jian Yi's entry made it impossible for him to use the protective aura."

"Who is stupid enough to be able to use the protective aura but not use it?"

"Impossible, impossible!"

Hearing Chen Yu's words, the originally unwilling Seventh Prince suddenly took a few steps back, pointed the sword in his hand at Chen Yu and roared: "You lied to me, impossible! The Imperial Master would never lie to me!"

"The Imperial Master also said that I will definitely become the number one swordsman in Da Xia in the future. I will not allow you to insult the Imperial Master like this!"

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The smile on Chen Yu's face suddenly faded slowly. He looked at the somewhat crazy Seventh Prince calmly and said softly after a moment of silence, "You are wrong. The Imperial Master has deceived you many times, and you will never become the number one swordsman in Daxia."

"In the heart of the national teacher."

"You will never be his number one swordsman in Daxia."

"You're talking nonsense!" The Seventh Prince's voice was trembling at this time. For some reason, he saw an extremely familiar look in Chen Yu's eyes. A sense of disbelief suddenly surged in his mind. He panicked and took out a yellowed wooden token from his storage ring.

Standing in the storm, letting the rain hit his body, he held the token high, and even cried as he shouted in a trembling voice: "This is the token of the number one swordsman in Daxia, which was given to me personally by the State Master!"

"Why do you say that I am not the best swordsman in Daxia in the eyes of the national teacher!"

"Why!"

"Master Imperial Master is the best to me. He would never lie to me!"

And at this moment——

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Second Prince and others, who had never appeared before, also supported the elderly Emperor of Great Xia and walked out slowly in the storm, standing in front of the guards and others in the square.

In front of them, a young man in a cloak, escorted by several Jindan guards, slowly walked to the square, stood beside the Seventh Prince and looked at Chen Yu who was standing in the storm. After a long while, he suppressed his excitement and said hoarsely, "Is it you?"

Chen Yu shifted his gaze from the Seventh Prince to the young man in the cloak, and after a moment he said softly, "It's me, Xiao Liu."

Just this one sentence.

The young man in the cloak was so excited that his voice even changed. He withdrew all the protective spiritual energy and let the wind, rain and rain hit him. He knelt on one knee in the rain, supported himself on the ground with one hand and lowered his head. The veins in his neck were bulging, and he spoke in a hoarse voice with all his strength.

"I am Xiaoliu, your subordinate, and I pay my respects to the Grand Master!"

next moment--

The faces of the people around changed drastically. Everyone standing here had heard of the name of the National Master, but no one had ever met him.

Didn’t they say that the national teacher is in seclusion?

Have you been in seclusion for more than three years?

So the peerless genius who has been all the rage in Da Xia recently is the national teacher?
Followed by.

The Crown Prince, the Second Prince, and even the aged Emperor of Da Xia, who were standing in front of the Imperial Guards in the square, withdrew their protective spiritual energy and knelt in the rain, speaking in unison with awe and hoarseness in their voices.

"Old slave Xia Xundao greets His Excellency the Imperial Master!"

"This old servant Xia Dexin greets His Excellency the Imperial Master!"

Although these guards did not know what was happening, since His Majesty had already knelt, there was naturally no reason for them to stand. They all withdrew their protective spiritual energy, knelt in the rain, and shouted loudly in unison.

"I've met the Imperial Master."

The eight great priests of Daxia standing on the eaves twitched their mouths slightly at this moment. They didn't know what happened for a moment. Suddenly even His Majesty called himself an old slave. But after looking at each other, they took a breath together.

He also withdrew the protective spiritual energy and knelt on the eaves.

"Xia family's worshiper, I greet the Grand Master."

I don't know why, but I felt much more comfortable after kneeling down, as if I was standing on the same camp with Chen Lu in an instant. When I was standing on the opposite side, I only felt fear, but after standing on the same camp, I suddenly had a strong sense of security.

Taking back the protective spiritual energy means that the defense is greatly weakened. In the world of immortal cultivation, this means surrender.

It is equivalent to putting your life in the hands of the other party.

It is the highest degree of recognition.

none of them.

Fei Long, who was standing behind Chen Lu, stood there with his mouth slowly opening wide, his eyes full of confusion and shock. Damn it, he had doubted that the scholar was the national teacher, the scholar's brother was the national teacher, and he even doubted whether he was the national teacher!
But he never fucking doubted that Brother Lu was the national teacher!

He has been looking for so many Heavenly Masters, but the Master has always been by his side?!

But this was obviously not the time to think. Everyone was kneeling, except for a few of them. It seemed as if they were kneeling too. Just as Feilong was about to pull the scholar's sleeve to signal him to kneel down with him,

However, he discovered that the scholar and his younger brother had been kneeling in the rain at some point, withdrawing their protective spiritual energy, and respectfully bowing their heads towards Brother Shu.

Fuck you!

Fei Long couldn't help but curse in his heart. Although he didn't dare to delay for a moment, he hurriedly withdrew his protective spiritual energy and let the strong wind and rainstorm hit him, and he knelt down in the rain.

Daxia Palace, on the square.

Including the Great Xia Emperor Xia Xundao, they all withdrew their protective spiritual energy, knelt in the rain and lowered their heads in respect and awe facing Chen Lu.

Dark clouds over the city.

In the storm.

Only two people were standing there.

One was Chen Lu, who was standing in the storm with his clothes rustling while holding a Tianji umbrella. The other was the Seventh Prince, who was on the verge of emotional collapse and holding a wooden token tightly in his hand.

"Master Imperial Master."

The Seventh Prince was standing in the rain at this time. It was unclear whether there were tears on his face, and there was no crying tone in his voice. His eyes were just bloodshot and he stared at Chen Yu as he spoke word by word.

"Xiao Qi, is he really not the number one swordsman in Da Xia?"

"Did you lie to me?"

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Chen Lu stood there and looked at the Seventh Prince, remaining silent. In his mind, the Seventh Prince's talent in swordsmanship was indeed quite good, but far inferior to Bai Yi, so he naturally would not be the number one swordsman in Da Xia.

But when the Seventh Prince was young, he always liked to pester him to learn sword.

He said he wanted to become a peerless swordsman like Jian Yi.

He just treated it as a joke to tease a child, but now it seems that the Seventh Prince never thought that what he said was a joke. He relied on lies to practice at that time and had become a habitual liar.

After a long time, he stood in the storm and slowly shook his head.

"You will never be the number one swordsman in Daxia."

"but--"

"Do you know Xuantian Continent? It's a much more vast continent."

"You will become Xuantian's number one swordsman in the future."

"Really?" The Seventh Prince, who was already on the verge of despair, suddenly burst into tears of joy. Like a child, he lifted the sleeves of his white shirt to wipe away the blurry corners of his eyes, looked at Chen Yu with some uncertainty, and said with a trembling voice while sobbing.

"National Master, do you really think I can become the number one Xuantian swordsman who is stronger than the number one swordsman of Daxia?"

"Of course, I never lied to you."

"I knew it!"

The Seventh Prince suddenly grinned in the rain, then he reversed his grip on the long sword, knelt on one knee in the rain, lowered his head, and shouted hysterically: "Disciple Xia Jiqiu, I greet the Master State Master!"

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Chen Lu stood calmly in the storm, his eyes scanning all the people kneeling in the square one by one.

Nearly a thousand years ago.

Daxia was still a small family, so why could it suddenly rise and establish the Daxia Kingdom?

Of course it’s because he’s here.

In his sixth life, he was a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage, with a pair of iron fists that were invincible in the world. Since the Xia family was obedient, he helped the Xia family to sit on this position, and gave the head of the Xia family more than a dozen Heavenly Dao entries to ensure that there was no cost.

In every life thereafter, he would come to the Xia family.

But the identity is different every time.

Sometimes he is the national teacher, sometimes he is the imperial teacher.

The core circle of the Xia family has always known of his existence. Every time he came to Great Xia, he was the strongest man in the world, but sometimes he was a physical cultivator, sometimes a sword cultivator, and sometimes even a talisman cultivator.

In this life, he became a Dharma practitioner.

In his previous life, he spread many lies through the Xia family, and many of these lies are still deeply rooted in people's minds.

For example, the formation that covered the entire Daxia with the official road as the vein was to resist the surrounding Yuanying. Another example is that once a third prince killed a rabbit on the official road and was tortured to death by His Majesty Daxia with more than a thousand knives. Another example is
With these lies, his cultivation level continued to improve.

"Everyone, get up."

After a long time, Chen Lu glanced at everyone, holding up the Tianji Umbrella and strode towards a study in the palace. Xiaoliu, who was kneeling on the ground, also stood up and followed him.

Inside the Great Summer Palace.

In a study room, the young man named Xiao Liu had taken off his cloak and stood aside in fear, saying carefully, "Master, there was an accident with the layout. The eight-petal fire lotus in the boundless desert was taken away by thieves from nowhere."

"No problem."

Chen Lu sighed lightly and shook his head. His plan for that day was that when the eight-petal fire lotus matured, the sea of ​​fire under the boundless desert would open up a long-established secret realm of heaven, and the ultimate reward would be this eight-petal fire lotus.

But the secret realm did not open as scheduled, so Xiaoliu went to the underground sea of ​​fire in the boundless desert to check, and found that the eight-petal fire lotus had disappeared.

Because according to his idea in the previous life, his spiritual energy capacity at this point in time in this life should not be enough to travel through the sea of ​​fire and find the eight-petal fire lotus. Who would have thought that he would randomly come across the term "Slippery and Unrelenting" in this life.

You can recover your spiritual energy when you are injured.

He happened to be injured by the spiritual attack of the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. While going to the Star Dou Sect to seek elixirs, he entered the underground sea of ​​fire in the boundless desert.

This process can be said without exaggeration——

It was totally different from what he had planned.

but.
The results were exactly the same, or even better.

He sat on the chair, looked at the eleven unopened brocade bags on the desk, shook his head, and put all the brocade bags into the storage ring. The notes in these brocade bags were all written by him.

He naturally knew what the content was.

But at least he made one absolutely correct decision in his previous life, which was not to tell himself all the information about his tenth life. This way, he would not make too many wrong decisions like in his previous lives.

The more people know, the harder it is to make decisions.

The mentality of a person who has reincarnated several times and started over again and the mentality of a person who started from humble beginnings are completely different. The kind of person who is barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, and who will just keep moving forward no matter what the future holds.

He tried.

In the "Phantom Stone", he was reborn thirty-six times in the illusion, and in twenty-seven of them he reached heights that ordinary people could hardly reach. Only in the ninth life did he die on the road of starting from humble beginnings.

Chen Lu sitting on a chair in the study.

He tilted his head to look at the phantom stone on the corner of the table. After a moment, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing helplessly: "Then the Lord of Feicheng probably doesn't know why I sent him to Feicheng now."

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

He had planned to prepare many second-grade golden elixirs for himself in Feizhou, and the reason why he sent the Lord of Feicheng there was because this person had a great advantage, which was that he did not meddle in other people's affairs.

So now
He would first take all the remaining opportunities, and then when his cultivation broke through to the peak of the Golden Core realm, he would be ready to leave the Daxia cage.

Oh, right!

I still have to go to Feicheng to bring together the cowardly alchemist and the second most beautiful woman in the Heavenly Dao, who have feelings for each other but are afraid to reveal their love due to their inferiority complex. I can also create another alchemist inheritance.

He thought that Chaotian Sect also needed an alchemist who could make elixirs.

Moreover, it can be considered as a successful marriage match, which is a good deed.

Lovers will always get married.

There are also two magic lotuses under the boundless snow mountains and the boundless sea. They are about to mature, so we will be busy in the next few days.

So hard.

ps: It’s the end of the month, please give me some guaranteed monthly tickets~
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