Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

There's actually nothing wrong with that.

Perhaps influenced by novels and TV dramas from his previous life, Song Xuan instinctively thought that the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan were not very strong.

In fact, in the plot of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, they are at least second-tier masters. Otherwise, after decades of doing chivalrous deeds and meddling in other people's affairs, they would have been beaten to pieces long ago.

It’s just that these people are unlucky and they often provoke masters at the level of the Five Absolutes, which eventually turns into a situation where you can kill or chop them up as you please.

In fact, they are really not weak, at least in this world of high martial arts, these people are all innate cultivation, although they are just the most ordinary innate, but the aura of the innate warriors cannot be concealed from his perception at all.

"Master Ke, even though you are powerful, you can't take care of everything!"

A young man who looked like he was from an aristocratic family, accompanied by two masters dressed as guards, said sarcastically, "We young people should get to know each other. Are you really going to stop us?"

Ke Zhenwu snorted coldly, "I don't care about normal interpersonal interactions, but if you bully the weak and abduct women, don't blame me, the old blind man, for being ruthless with my cane!"

The young man chuckled twice, smoothed his sleeves, and walked to the table where Song Xuan was sitting in a dignified manner. "Meeting is fate. I wonder if I could tell you your name, young lady?"

At this moment, there was only Song Qian in his eyes. As for Song Xuan, the fat and thin monks, he didn't even look at them.

"You are not worthy of knowing the name of my lady!"

The fat monk shouted angrily that a cook who would not stand up for the young master was not a good subordinate. In this kind of matter, he knew what to do without the young master's instructions.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and stretched out a palm. The palm wind whistled with powerful force, and before the young man could react, he grabbed the other's neck.

"what!"

As the young man exclaimed, there was a plop and the man was thrown out of the second-floor window by the fat monk.

At the same time, the thin monk also attacked in succession, one with each hand, and threw the two guards of the opponent out by their arms.

After casually dealing with some garbage, the two looked around at everyone with pride.

"Who else?"

In Qingzhou, the two of them were almost scared to death by Song Xuan's eyes, but that doesn't mean they are really weak.

After all, the two of them were able to become high-level officials on Shenlong Island, and their cultivation was at the peak of the acquired realm. It would be easy for them to deal with a few ordinary warriors.

"Just wait for me, don't run away if you dare!"

Downstairs, the young man who was covered in bruises after being thrown down climbed up from the ground with a grin on his face, pointed at the second floor and said a few harsh words, then hurried away with the help of the guards.

But Song Xuan didn't even look at him. Instead, he looked at the old blind man Ke Zhen'e, "Would you like to come over for a drink, old sir?"

Ke Zhenwu shook his head. "Old blind man, I have been an orphan since I was a child. I make a living by begging. I can't drink your fine wine."

As he said this, he laughed at himself and said, "Given your abilities, I think it's me, an old blind man, who's meddling in your affairs."

As he spoke, he stood up and clasped his fists towards where Song Xuan was, "We still have things to deal with, so we won't disturb you all."

The group hurried away carrying their weapons. As they left, the restaurant suddenly became quiet.

"Hey, brother, they don't give you face!" Victoria Song joked.

Think of his brother Song Xuan, who has been a bully in the imperial capital since he was a child. Wherever he goes, everyone calls him Brother Xuan. Today, his brother personally invited him to drink, but he ignored him.

It was rare for her to see her brother get humiliated, and she found it very interesting.

Song Xuan shook his head indifferently, "Those people just can't stand seeing others do evil, and speaking up for justice is out of nature, it doesn't mean they want to establish any friendship with us."

Song Xuan guessed that the fat and thin monks would throw the person down from the building with one move. In Ke Zhen'e's eyes, they were not good people either.

It is normal that people don't want to make friends with them.

Song Qian said indifferently, and looked at the old storyteller who was sitting on the side watching the show, "Old sir, please continue and tell us who are the masters of the Southern Song Dynasty."

The old man smiled and nodded, slammed the gavel, and continued: "Enough of the small talk, let's talk about the masters of the Southern Song Dynasty."

“Speaking of masters, there are still some hermit masters in the Southern Song Dynasty.

However, most of the old masters are low-key and ordinary people can't meet them.

The most famous of the past twenty years are naturally the Five Great Masters who were well known to the world during the Huashan Sword Contest! "

"The names of the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, the Eastern Evil, the Western Poison, the Central Divine Power, and the Five Supremes should all be familiar to everyone, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became lively. Speaking of the Five Quatrains, it was naturally well-known to everyone in the Southern Song Dynasty. Many people spoke excitedly.

"I know, I know!"

"Who doesn't know the famous Five Wonders?"

"Old man, don't keep us in suspense. Tell us how strong they are!"

The old storyteller took a sip of tea, coughed lightly, and continued, "Speaking of the Five Supremes, there are actually only four left now. Wang Chongyang, who was known as the Middle Divine Power, is rumored to have passed away.

Whether it is true or not is unknown at this time, so let’s put him aside for now and talk about the other four unique skills.”

"Everyone is concerned about the strength of these people. Coincidentally, I actually know a thing or two!"

Victoria Song threw another ingot of silver over and said, "Hurry up and tell me!"

"Haha!" The old man laughed heartily, "If you had asked me this question a few months ago, I would have definitely said that all of you have the cultivation level of Double Flower Innate.

But now, that’s not necessarily the case!”

Chapter 222 Are the people in Songzhou so violent?

"Tell me in detail, old man!"

Song Xuan spoke while drinking tea.

The old storyteller glanced at Song Xuan with a smile, and then continued, "Most of those present are from the martial arts world. Some of you may also know that the difference in strength between the Xiantian realm is huge. If you want to occupy a place in the Xiantian realm, you must condense at least one of the three flowers of essence, energy and spirit."

“This process is very difficult.

Take the Flower of Qi for example. One needs to cultivate the innate true Qi to the limit of the innate realm before being qualified to try to condense the Flower of Qi.

Only when the flower of Qi condenses and the heaven and earth resonate with each other, can one have the opportunity to comprehend the power of the heaven and earth bit by bit. Only when the power of the heaven and earth is comprehended to a certain degree can one be promoted to the realm of martial arts grandmaster!

The process of condensing the three flowers is extremely long. Most people may not be able to condense even one flower until they die.

However, some martial arts geniuses are not satisfied with just condensing one flower, but resist the urge to break through to the Grandmaster realm, and stay in the Innate realm to try to condense the second or even the third flower.

Masters like the Five Great Masters have already clearly condensed two flowers, and have been in seclusion for many years, trying to condense the third flower.

But the difficulty of condensing the three innate flowers increases tenfold with each blossom. Even now, after hundreds of years, there are only a few in the Great Zhou who have achieved the three-flower innate state."

The old man took a sip of tea, and seeing that everyone was listening with great interest, he continued, "At the level of the Five Supremes, each one is a true genius, and they are all proud and arrogant. Unless they are really too old, they will definitely fight to the death with the Third Flower.

Originally, according to my estimation, the East Evil, West Poison, South Emperor and North Beggar would stay in the Innate Realm for at least ten to eight years. Only when they had no hope of reaching the Third Flower would they be promoted to the Grandmaster Realm.

But because of the appearance of Mu Dao Ren, something unexpected happened!"

Song Qian frowned, "How is this related to Mu Dao Ren again? One is in Qingzhou and the other is in Songzhou, tens of thousands of miles apart, how can it affect this?"

"Miss, you guessed wrong!" The old man laughed and said, "It really did have an impact!"

"Master Mu cut the dragon vein, gathered the nation's luck, and condensed the three flowers. He clearly succeeded, but he still died. Why do you think this happened?"

"Because I..." Song Qian paused, "Because Xuanyiwei Song Xuan is too strong?"

"It's not just that Song Xuan is too strong! It's that Taoist Mu has no chance of survival. God won't allow him to live!"

The old storyteller glanced at the bewildered crowd and said, "After this incident, it has not only served as a wake-up call to the Five Supreme Masters of the Southern Song Dynasty, but also to many martial arts geniuses in other states who have been in seclusion for many years, intent on condensing the Third Flower.

It is not easy to change your fate. If you don't have that fate but insist on trying, the final result will be death.

This old man estimates that it won’t be long before a group of extremely powerful martial arts masters will appear in this world, most of whom will be Shuanghua masters! "

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Old sir, I suspect that many of the Double Flower Xiantians in this world will give up the pursuit of condensing the Three Flowers and instead advance to the Grandmaster level of Martial Arts?"

“It’s not a guess, it’s a certainty!”

The old man smiled and said, “As far as I know, after the news of Mu Daoren’s death spread, many geniuses have begun to retreat and strive to reach the Grandmaster level.

Those people had already reached the point of breaking through in their understanding of the power of heaven and earth, but they had been suppressing their realm and refusing to break through.

Now that there is no hope of condensing the Three Flowers, I will naturally choose to advance to Grandmaster level!"

Having said this, the old man looked around at everyone with deep meaning, "So, everyone, please be more cautious in the martial arts world from now on. The unknown person you think is easy to bully might be a martial arts master who just came out of seclusion!

Moreover, he is an extremely powerful one. If you don't have a Grandmaster as your backer, you'd better behave yourself and not cause trouble for your own clan!"

......

After eating and drinking, Song Xuan returned to his room to rest.

Victoria Song followed him and walked in quickly.

As soon as she entered the room, she began to complain, "I originally thought that we could just kill people without restraint in the Southern Song Dynasty. But now it seems that we should be more cautious."

It was originally agreed that the warriors on the Southern Song side were not strong and there were few grandmasters. However, due to the death of Mu Dao Ren, many people gave up the idea of ​​striving for the Three Flowers and began to advance to the Grandmaster level.

For masters of the Five Supremes' level, after being promoted to Grandmaster, they will definitely be among the top masters among the Grandmasters.

In front of such a master, who has also surpassed an entire realm, even Victoria Song would not dare to show off.

After practicing the Sacred Heart Technique with great difficulty, her strength has been greatly improved. Song Qian originally wanted to follow her brother to Songzhou to bully the weak, but now it seems that it is impossible to just kill them randomly.

At best, she could only quack and watch her brother kill people indiscriminately.

"Ugh!"

Life is not easy, Erni sighed.

"fine!"

Song Xuan waved his hand nonchalantly, "Let's stay here for one night. Tomorrow we'll leave for Mount Zhongnan and stay there for two years before leaving."

When she heard that she was going to go into seclusion in the mountains, Song Qian's face fell, as if she was remembering the time when she was locked up by her father in the capital for several months.

Song Xuan also knew that she couldn't stay, so he said with a smile: "Zhongnan Mountain is big, enough for you to have fun!"

While the brother and sister were talking, they heard a noise outside the door. The next moment, there was a bang and the door collapsed. The fat and thin monks who were standing guard outside the door flew back and rushed in.

Song Qian raised her hand lightly and pressed lightly in the air. The two people's flying bodies suddenly froze in the air, and then landed lightly on the ground.

She snorted softly, "Are the people in Songzhou all so violent? They're going to kill you if you don't agree with them?"

The moment she finished speaking, a sword light came from outside the door. The tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and the luster of true energy was clearly visible. It stabbed at an extremely tricky angle.

Song Qian bent her fingers slightly and popped out one finger.

With a click, the sword light shattered, and the long sword that was attacking broke into pieces layer by layer. The force that Song Qian exerted with one finger accurately penetrated the assassin's eyebrows among the broken fragments of the long sword.

"stop!"

An old and anxious voice came from outside the door.

As the voice sounded, Victoria Song had already cracked the assassin's forehead with one finger. The other party didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground.

Song Qian glanced at the dead body on the ground. He was dressed in black, a standard warrior's attire, but he looked very unfamiliar and she didn't recognize him.

Inside the inn, many guests heard the noise and were watching from a distance, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

You have to know that the aura flowing through the sword of the man who just drew his sword was definitely innate true energy.

A congenital master suddenly attacked, but was killed instantly by a single finger.

How powerful is this beautiful young woman?

Song Qian stared at the corpse on the ground for a few seconds, and after making sure that she didn't recognize it, her eyes fell on an old man with glaring eyes at the stairs outside the door.

"Just now, were you the one who shouted to stop?"

Chapter 223 Face to face with the martial arts master!

"I was the one who shouted stop!"

The old man had gray hair, was thin and small, and was wearing a gray short robe. Standing at the stairs, he looked a little inconspicuous.

But no one dared to underestimate him at this moment, because there was a terrifying aura emanating from him.

Most people didn't know what kind of aura it was, only Song Xuan and his sister looked solemn.

At this moment, in Song Xuan's perception, an indescribable aura spread from the old man's eyebrows, like an invisible and colorless silk thread, connecting the heaven and the earth.

This is "momentum"!

The power of heaven and earth that only a martial arts master can control!

The old man stared at the body that died in front of Song Qian again and again, seeming a little unbelievable.