Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Zhao Kuangyin laughed heartily and said, "Hahaha, good, you are worthy of being the founding emperor of Dali. You are much better than Li Yuanhao of Xixia."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Kuangyin also flew up, and instantly arrived in the air, standing opposite Duan Siping.

"Your realm is slightly lower, so I let you make the first move." Zhao Kuangyin said loudly.

"When we reach our level, what difference does it make whether we strike first or last?"

As soon as Duan Siping finished speaking, the two of them attacked instantly as if they had agreed upon something.

One person's fists dominated the world, the other's sword energy swept across the sky, and they fought in an instant.

"Zhang Ziyang, who will win?" Qingyun asked.

Zhang Ziyang shook his head, "I don't know, Duan Siping is very strong, but Taizu is a celestial being."

They had personally experienced Duan Siping's strength, but they did not know the methods of the celestial being.

"Duan Siping retreated, and was actually knocked back by a punch?" Qingyun said in surprise as he looked at Duan Siping who retreated forty or fifty feet.

"Is the Celestial Being so powerful? Then how did Young Friend Jiang defeat Murong Longcheng?"

Zhang Ziyang was also a little surprised. He had experienced Duan Siping's sword energy before, which could instantly penetrate his palm, but now it was instantly shattered by Taizu's fist.

Zhang Ziyang concentrated his mind and sensed it, and after a moment he replied, "Taizu has entered the realm of heaven and man for many years, and has now reached the stage of the Golden Elixir. The three elements of essence, energy and spirit have been harmoniously integrated under the coordination of artistic conception. Regardless of the strength of the skill, in essence, it is stronger than a single true essence, and naturally more powerful.

Murong Longcheng...maybe he hasn't yet reached the golden liquid state where his essence, energy, and spirit merge into one."

In the realm below the celestial beings, essence, energy and spirit are divided into three parts. Although they can integrate the three into a fierce attack through thought, they are not as good as the celestial beings.

Heaven and man, after being refined by artistic conception, the three have become one, indistinguishable from each other, and have been upgraded to high-level energy.

Just like the difference between internal breath, internal strength and essence, they are a progressive relationship.

"So, Duan Siping is in great danger." Qingyun sighed.

Over the past two years, Duan Siping and Jiang Xiaozi's artistic conception has been blending from time to time, and he has gained a lot. The most obvious change is that the duration of the Green Lotus visualized by the Green Lotus Visualization Method has increased by another hour. Duan Siping is still grateful to him for his guidance.

But he has lived in the Song Dynasty since he was born, so his side is naturally with the Song Dynasty. But what is Zhao Kuangyin's attitude towards Jiang kid?

While the two were fighting, Qingyun restrained his voice and said, "Jiang boy, what should I do? How about I dig you out and take your body away quietly?"

"No need, I didn't sense any ill will from Zhao Kuangyin just now."

Although his heart source has been exhausted due to his physical body, his strong state of mind can still allow him to sense something.

Zhao Kuangyin was now a threat to him, but his mind did not give any warning, proving that he had no ill intentions.

Now his spiritual realm is already able to sense crises in advance. He did not sense anything before or after Zhao Kuangyin came, proving that he had no ill will towards him.

Of course, it is also possible that he has no ill intentions because he is unaware of his own situation.

Qingyun said cautiously, "How about you tell me your fortune just to be on the safe side?"

"Alright."

With a thought, the divination tortoise shell placed in the Heart Palace's Dao Hall suddenly appeared, and after a moment, it replied, "It's okay, don't worry."

Qingyun was completely relieved. Zhang Ziyang saw Qingyun's expression and said without asking any more questions, "Remain calm and watch carefully. This kind of battle is rare to see."

Qingyun nodded. In the sky above, Duan Siping was already injured in just a moment.

But its artistic conception is special, and it can force itself back to its peak state in an instant.

"Is this the simultaneous appearance of withering and flourishing?"

Under Qingyun's spiritual sense, the half above where Duan Siping was located was full of glory, while the side where Taizu was located was filled with a sense of decline and decadence.

Zhang Ziyang nodded, then showed some surprise. "Is Taizu's aura actually declining? He even nearly fell?"

"Taizu was suppressed?" Qingyun asked.

"Well, Duan Siping's comprehension of artistic conception is stronger than Taizu's. His artistic conception of prosperity keeps him at his peak, while his artistic conception of withering suppresses Taizu's state. He even snatched control of that piece of heaven and earth through his stronger artistic conception, almost causing Taizu to lose the ability to fly."

"The state of mind of withering and flourishing, improving oneself and suppressing others, this is too beneficial for fighting!" Qingyun said enviously.

Zhang Ziyang shook his head. "It's easy to improve yourself, but it's not easy to suppress others. You have to have a better understanding of artistic conception than others."

A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Qingyun said in surprise, "Duan Siping managed to draw. Is this going to be a protracted battle?"

Zhang Ziyang was about to respond, but he heard the two men, who had been silent since the fight, speak for the first time.

Zhao Kuangyin shook the blood off his fist and laughed, "It feels so good! I haven't felt so good in a long time."

Since his retirement, he has not experienced a fair fight for more than a hundred years.

This short quarter of an hour seemed to have brought back the passion he had when he fought on the battlefield, and even his stagnant boxing skills had improved slightly.

Duan Siping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and replied, "So, even celestial beings are just like this."

Apart from the fact that Zhao Kuangyin's spirit, energy and vitality were completely integrated and his attack power was stronger than his, he was not better than him in other aspects.

No matter whether it was the fist intent he displayed or the stick intent he released to resist his withered state of mind, the level of comprehension was not as high as his withered and flourishing state of mind.

If he could lock up the energy, he would be able to quickly break through to the realm of heaven and integrate his essence, energy and spirit into one. Then he would be stronger than Zhao Kuangyin.

It’s a pity that what he lacks is the most important thing.

"Duan Siping, your strength surprised me a little. You can actually tie with me, but that's all."

"If I rely on my skills to defeat you after a long time, you will definitely not accept it. Today, I will let you see what a true dragon emperor is."

As the words fell, Zhao Kuangyin activated the true dragon realm that he had comprehended, and a miniature golden dragon of luck flew out from the spine behind his head, and a part of the country's luck was instantly mobilized.

In the blink of an eye, the miniature golden dragon of luck turned into a five-clawed golden dragon about ten feet long.

Chapter 451: One Move Destroys Two Countries

"Dragon, a five-clawed golden dragon. Dragons really exist in this world. Could it be that we are the descendants of dragons?"

Below, Qing Yi and Chun Hua were horrified.

Yang Wenshan and his grandson Yang Shuyu were also staring blankly upwards.

"I've never seen anything like this before. I've wasted the past few decades. I never thought that people could fly, let alone summon a golden dragon."

"She is so graceful and charming. Only a person like her can be considered as a peerless figure in the world." Yang Wenshan sighed.

"If Brother Jiang were still alive, he would definitely not be weaker than these two people, and he would definitely surpass them far in the future." Yang Shuyu said in a somewhat depressed tone.

"Alas." Yang Wenshan sighed helplessly and remained silent.

The people living around Qingyun Mountain heard the dragon's roar and looked at the golden dragon in the sky. They were shocked and knelt down and kowtowed to pray for blessings.

"Zhang Ziyang, why do I feel a faint connection with that golden dragon? Isn't that the result of true qi?"

Qingyun was a little puzzled. They had also heard about Xiao Feng creating a giant frost dragon outside the city of Bianliang.

It was just a method of transforming Qi into form, so they were not surprised. In the late stage of Grandmaster, the Qi could leave the body and transform into Gangqi to protect the body.

The Grand Master has spiritual awareness, so it is easier for him to control his true qi and transform it into a form.

But he didn't expect that the golden dragon transformed by Taizu was so real, as if it had vitality, and Qingyun felt that he had a connection with the golden dragon.

Zhang Ziyang shook his head. He also felt it, but he was puzzled. Ever since Murong Longcheng came out of seclusion, he could no longer understand this world.

He was considered knowledgeable and had a good memory, but many of the methods used by these people were not recorded in the classics.

Luck, faith, and willpower are described in ancient books, but most of them are vague guesses and no one has ever been able to use them.

But now these people who have come out of the mountains have successively worked out ways to utilize it. Their talents are really that high, or is it God who is feeding them?

He vaguely felt that the world had changed too much in the past ten or twenty years, and there was a sense that a storm was about to come.

If the restrictions of heaven and earth were not still there, he would have suspected that spiritual energy had revived and the golden age of cultivation had arrived.

Duan Siping, who was facing the golden dragon, felt a heavy pressure coming towards him.

No matter how he stimulated his artistic conception, he could not withstand the pressure.

"What kind of method is this?" Duan Siping was surprised.

Although his skills were not as good as Zhao Kuangyin's, his understanding of artistic conception was much stronger than Zhao Kuangyin's. However, he did not expect that he was unable to resist the pressure.

"This is the manifestation of the destiny of our Great Song Dynasty. How can you, a person from another country, bear the weight of a nation?"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Kuangyin suddenly shouted: "Go!"

The golden dragon roared and suddenly rushed towards Duan Siping.

Duan Siping fired dozens of sword energies, but to no avail.

The golden dragon arrived in the blink of an eye and slammed into his chest, instantly shattering his gathered energy defense.

"puff!"

Duan Siping spurted blood and flew backwards out of the range of Qingyun Mountain.

They were defeated, miserably defeated. No one expected that the two people who were fighting back and forth would be defeated in an instant.

Zhao Kuangyin's state of mind converged, and most of the country's fortune returned to the dragon vein, with a small part scattered to various places. The golden dragon, which was ten or so feet long, turned back into a miniature shape and entered his body.

Xiao Feng absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to transform himself. He observed for three months and secluded himself for a long time, absorbing the country's fortune to nourish the dragon in his spine and strengthen his body.

And with the artistic conception of a true dragon, he can transform the national destiny into a golden dragon, and then initially mobilize the dragon veins and the national destiny throughout the country.

He was very satisfied with his first use, as he was able to initially mobilize some national destiny for attacks. From then on, he would not have to be afraid of others within the territory of the Song Dynasty.

Duan Siping was seriously injured, but not dead. Looking at Zhao Kuangyin approaching, he coughed twice, slightly clearing his trachea, and then said, "Is this the destiny of a country? It is indeed powerful."

"Are you convinced?" Zhao Kuangyin asked.

"Ahem... ahem..." Duan Siping wanted to speak, but his injury suddenly revived. He simply used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice, "There's no such thing as accepting or not accepting. Losing is losing, and I, Duan Siping, can afford to lose."

After saying that, he pulled off the jade pendant from his waist, condensed his true energy into a thread, and carved a word: Surrender!

Then he threw it to Zhao Kuangyin and transmitted his consciousness again, "This is my personal jade pendant. My artistic conception resides on it. Give it to Zhengming and ask him to awaken Ku Rong. He will know what to do."

Duan Siping finished speaking, and said in a low voice: "I just hope Your Majesty will not kill them all, but give them a chance to survive."

After saying that, Duan Siping looked up at the sky, feeling really unwilling that he still couldn't break through.

Zhao Kuangyin looked at Duan Siping, who had the domineering spirit of a king and would rather die in battle than be threatened.

Now that he was defeated, for the sake of future generations, he humbled himself and called him "Your Majesty" for the first time.

Unlike Li Yuanhao, he surrendered without saying a word after meeting the enemy as soon as he arrived at the border.