Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Victoria Song pursed her lips and said, "I'm not even a Grandmaster yet, and you're suddenly telling me how to become a god. Ah, I feel so pressured!"

"Bigger than you!"

Song Xuan raised his hand and flicked Song Erni's head, "Logically speaking, in terms of cultivation aptitude, I have never seen anyone better than you in this world.

As a result, we practiced the method of refining the orifice at the same time, but I condensed the third flower before you. What have you been doing these days?"

Victoria Song laughed awkwardly, "You know, I can't stay still. I should go out for a walk occasionally. You should understand, right?"

Occasionally?

Song Xuan rolled his eyes at her and was too lazy to say anything more to her.

"As your elder brother, I can only tell you how to proceed. As for the specific progress of your cultivation, I can't control you.

How to control the rhythm of your practice is up to you."

As a child of destiny, Victoria Song has her own training methods and a rhythm that suits her best.

Song Xuan's method of hard training may not be suitable for a girl of good fortune like her.

"Okay, now, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Have!"

Song Qian quickly spoke, “Brother, although I haven’t condensed the third flower yet, there are records about the innate three flowers in the Sacred Heart Sutra.

According to the above records, after the innate three flowers are condensed, the three flowers of essence, energy and spirit will gradually merge until they finally become one and turn into the martial arts spirit.

But I feel like something's not right with you. Your essence, energy, and spirit don't seem to be merging into a spirit. Instead, they're more like a placenta, nurturing something."

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, what is being nurtured is the primordial spirit.

Perhaps it was because he had practiced the method of refining the orifices and taken an additional path of human immortal martial arts, so his situation was somewhat different from that of other perfect masters.

It is precisely because of this difference that I have understood a little bit of the secret of becoming an innate god.

All in all, it’s not a bad thing.”

"That's good!"

Song Erni breathed a sigh of relief and said with anticipation, "Brother, let's go. Let's go and deal with those scoundrels in the Hangzhou Qianhu Suo."

She clenched her fists and snorted, "He's even more lazy than us. This is simply unforgivable!"

Chapter 228: The Young Man is the One You're Destined to Be

On the tenth day of Song Xuan and others' retreat, the rain still did not stop.

The raindrops fell, washing away the ashes and bloodstains.

In the rain, a team of warriors walked like ghosts in the shadows. A few afterimages flashed by and came to Xiahou's body.

They are from Xingyun Villa.

After the owner of the local coffin shop transported the body of their young master to the villa, the people in the villa learned that the young master and Xiahou had been killed.

After all, the world of martial arts is dangerous, with fighting and conflicts going on over and over again. Killing is the eternal theme of the world of martial arts.

The Great Zhou was too vast, and no one could calculate exactly how much killing and how many deaths occurred in the martial arts world every day.

Death is a very normal thing.

However, the young master of their Xingyun Villa died, which was very abnormal!

No one would care if an ordinary citizen died, but it was the young master of a powerful force like theirs who died, and he died under the protection of a martial arts master. That was too abnormal!

"Our Xingyun Villa is not well-known in the martial arts world. Most people in the martial arts world just treat us as an ordinary villa."

A man in black who looked like the leader at the head whispered, "But the real masters all know what kind of force we are!"

Someone echoed, "To be able to kill Xia Hou, the opponent must be at least at the Grandmaster level. Such a master must not be unaware of how terrifying our Xingyun Villa is!"

But even so, that person still killed our young master!

What do you think is going on?"

A graceful woman in a black tights said in a rather cold voice, "Or, the other party is a dragon from another state who has crossed the river and doesn't know our background.

Otherwise, someone will challenge our position in the Southern Song Dynasty!"

The black-robed leader pondered for a moment and said in a cold voice, "According to the timeline, those who hold the title of Five Supremes should have been promoted to Grandmasters.

Do you think it's possible that these people were the ones who did it?"

The black-clothed woman said, "There's a certain possibility. Those people are too arrogant and have been reluctant to advance to the Grandmaster stage. However, once they reach the Grandmaster stage, they will be among the top.

These few people are indeed qualified to redefine the spheres of influence in the Southern Song Dynasty."

The black-clothed leader took a deep breath and said, "Since leaving Mingzhou, the owner of the villa has established Xingyun Villa as a place for retreat. For decades, no one has dared to provoke us at Xingyun Villa.

Over the years, most of the old seniors in our Xingyun Villa have been in seclusion and not concerned with worldly affairs. Many people have forgotten how terrifying we are.

The old manor owner is furious about the young master's death. It's time to let the world experience what true fear is! "

As he spoke, he gave the order, "Everyone, move, find the survivors from that day, and find out who killed the young master!

Also, send two people to the Xuanyiwei Yamen here. They have received so much tribute from us over the years, it's time for them to do something!"

......

The capital of Jiangnan Prefecture, Hangzhou City.

As soon as he stepped into this prosperous city, Song Xuan felt a style that was completely different from the imperial capital and Mingzhou.

In the imperial capital, the order is strict and there is a strong sense of oppression.

In Mingzhou, although martial artists can be seen frequently, they are generally more honest in densely populated towns, at least they dare not cause trouble openly.

Even if they want to kill someone, they will do so under the pretext of a feud between the underworld and will not dare to harm ordinary people.

But it is different here. In this prosperous city of Hangzhou, warriors seem to be the main body of this city. Among the pedestrians, almost half are warriors carrying weapons.

Obviously, due to the inaction of the Xuanyiwei in the Southern Song Dynasty, the people in the martial arts world had no restraint at all, and the martial arts culture was extremely prosperous.

Not long after entering the city, Song Xuan encountered two fights caused by "What are you looking at?"

Song Xuan wore a conical hat and casually glanced at the shops on both sides of the street. Apart from the normal shops dealing with food, clothing, housing and transportation, most of the businesses were related to people in the martial arts world.

For example, at this moment, in the shop next to him, the owner was greeting Song Xuan eagerly.

"Young man, a top-quality, finely tempered steel sword is a must-have for traveling the world. Are you sure you don't want one?"

Song Xuan picked up the so-called Hundred Refinement Steel Sword, looked at it, and casually asked, "What's the price?"

The shop owner laughed and said, "Young man, I can tell you're destined to be with me. I'll give you one thousand taels. Let's just make friends!"

Song Xuan shook his head, "Not worth it! You claim to be made of refined steel, but in reality, it's just water!"

"Haha, you are obviously an expert, young man. I won't hide it from you. Although this sword has some flaws, it is definitely much better than the swords on the market.

If you like it, take it for two hundred taels!"

Song Xuan nodded.

Behind him, Victoria Song raised her hand and a gold leaf slipped out of her sleeve and she casually threw it into the boss's hand.

"Is that enough?"

"Enough is enough!"

The shop owner was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "Young men, you are obviously sword lovers. Is there anything else you would like to buy? Besides weapons, my shop also has various protective gear, healing medicine, hidden weapons, poisons, Hehuan powder, and so on. We have everything you need!"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Boss, it seems that you are only an acquired cultivator. You are running such a big store. Aren't you really afraid of being robbed?"

"What are you afraid of?"

The shopkeeper said unconcernedly, "Don't be fooled by those reckless men who dare to fight on the streets at every turn. They know very well who to offend and who not to offend."

Victoria Song smiled and said, "Oh? So, your store has a strong backing?"

"Of course it's hard!"

The old shopkeeper pointed to a mark on the shop and said, "See? That's the mark of White Camel Villa. My shop is part of White Camel Villa. Who wouldn't want to cause trouble here?"

"White Camel Villa?" Song Xuan was in a daze for a moment. "West Poison Ouyang Feng?"

The old shopkeeper nodded complacently and said, "This Jianghu is big and small. In a city like Hangzhou, anyone who can own a business in the city basically has the support of Jianghu forces behind them.

This world seems chaotic, but in fact there is still order.

However, this order does not come from the imperial court, but from the various martial arts sects and families. Here, the words of masters are far more useful than those of the prefect!"

Song Xuan nodded.

At any time, order is better than chaos for ordinary people.

Even order established in chaos is ten or a hundred times better than complete chaos and disorder.

However, in the Southern Song Dynasty, the so-called order was established by the major sects in the martial arts world. After decades of development, the people here have long been accustomed to it.

But for the imperial court, this situation where underworld forces replaced the government's rule was a very shameful thing.

So, Song Xuan was sent here!

Chapter 229 If you want to kill someone, just kill them, but don’t make it so bloody!

Walking on the street, looking at the environment full of martial arts style, Song Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Perhaps, this is the real world of martial arts!"

The underworld forces dominate the order, and the government is only responsible for collecting taxes from ordinary people. For people in the martial arts world, this kind of underworld is the one they yearn for.

Like Mingzhou, there is the suppression of the Xuanyiwei forces on the surface, and the terrifying aftermath of Sanfeng Zhenren's Jiazi Demon-Slaying War overhead. Any powerful martial arts master would probably not want to stay there.

As he spoke, the Pure Yang Qi activated the Iron Chewing Technique, and the newly purchased fine steel sword in Song Xuan's hand dimmed visibly, until it finally turned into a pool of metal debris.

Song Xuan sighed helplessly. As his cultivation level became higher and higher, ordinary fine steel swords became less and less effective to him, and the Gengjin sword energy that could be tempered became increasingly scarce.

He estimated that only after he was promoted to Grandmaster, weapons mixed with at least black iron would be effective for him.

This kind of weapon is difficult to buy by buying alone, and the price is extremely expensive. Even if Song Xuan is busy confiscating houses all day long, it is definitely not an easy task.

He shook his head slightly.

Forget it, I'd better wait until I become the commander of the Xuanyi Guards and hold great power before abusing it for personal gain!

Just when Song Xuan was thinking about how to take advantage of the government, there was a sudden sound of hooves not far away. Several horses came galloping from one end of the long street, not caring whether there were people on the road or not, as if they deserved to be hit to death.

"Go away!"

The leader had a face full of flesh, a beard, and a long, narrow scar extending from his brow to the corner of his mouth. He looked like a typical villain.

At this moment he was laughing heartily, waving a whip in his hand, whipping pedestrians while galloping down the street.

"It's the Black Tiger Gang's descending tiger!"

On both sides of the street, people screamed and pedestrians dodged to the side in fear.

"Where did this little girl come from? She has a nice figure!"

The frail tiger saw Song Qian's slim figure in front of him, and immediately laughed and reached out to kidnap her.

Song Qian was wearing a conical hat, so her face couldn't be seen clearly, but it didn't matter. Her tall and well-proportioned figure alone was enough to arouse Xiashanhu's interest.

A young lady with such a figure probably doesn’t look bad either.

It doesn’t matter if she’s not very good looking, at most I can just cover her head and play with her from behind, which is enough for him to have fun!

Song Xuan's expression was calm, and he acted like a bully who was robbing a woman.

Song Erni was wearing a hat to cover her face, but she didn't expect that her figure alone would still attract the attention of others.

It can only be said that the order established in the chaos, although it is an order, is still too weak. People without strength can only live like a dog in the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Even if you want to be a dog, it depends on other people's mood.

If someone wants to eat dog meat one day, ordinary people in the martial arts world will be slaughtered for fun at any time.

Bang!

Xiashanhu's arm had just been stretched out, but before it could get close to Song Qian, there was a bang and the flesh and blood shattered. The bone fragments seemed to have consciousness and hit his body in a swarm.

That fat and burly body was shot into a hornet's nest in an instant.