With a thought, he summoned the One Origin Sword and let it float in front of him.
Zong Shou once again started to think back to those secret books that recorded the emperor martial path that he had seen in his last life.
The 4 moves that Zong Weiran seemed to have created weren't complete. Power also wasn't that strong. Previously, it was only because it was compatible with the Indefinite Spirit Emperor Art, so it could be used immediately. Only then did he change the fist technique to a sword technique.
Actually, there were many flaws. Xue Moyan and Wuye weren't at the peak realm. Even if they saw the flaws, they weren't able to use them which was why he was able to crush them and kill them.
As for Zong Zheng, it was because he caught him off guard. If they were to fight again, this person would be able to see through him and at least he would be able to retreat.
Even if he used king path martial arts, in terms of strength he could beat Zong Zheng, it was the same.
"This is the book, Emperor Wind …"
Lines of words flowed in Yue Yu's mind. The emperor path cultivation method he chose only had 2 simple words – Emperor Wind!
There weren't many emperor path secret techniques in the cloud world. In the central continent, there were tens of dynasties, along with the 5 continents and 12 islands. There were only hundreds of kingdoms that had the ability to use king path martial arts. Those that were perfectly preserved were even fewer.
However, along with those from other worlds, there was an ocean amount.
As for the book that Zong Shou chose, Power wasn't strong, and his cultivation speed was only average. The only good thing about it was that it was calm and peaceful, and it had the least amount of true qi and soul corruption.
After making his decision, Zong Shou didn't hesitate anymore, using the power of the zither music to enter that mysterious and mysterious state.
The thoughts in his mind were running at close to 10 times the usual speed. The One Origin Sword in front of him was also changing bit by bit.
Using the sword to replace the body, cultivating the king path. There were many parts of this cultivation method that needed to be reconsidered.
However, at this moment, Zong Shou didn't ask for it to be perfect and flawless, without any flaws. As long as it was within a certain amount of time, it would be effective.
This set of Emperor Wind was split into 13 layers. It should be the Imperial Martial Dao of a great empire in another world. Just the first nine levels could correspond to the nine levels below the Immortal Dao.
Zong Shou's One Origin Sword had a foundation, which was equivalent to the Night Wandering Realm. The first and second levels were cultivated almost instantly.
Only when he reached the fourth and fifth levels did he encounter some obstacles. Two hours later, he was still successful.
At this moment, there seemed to be a word condensing on the sword. Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely make out the word 'Wang'.
As soon as the character was formed, a huge pressure shrouded the entire Cultivation Room, covering an area of a few hundred zhang.
At first, he was unable to control it. It was like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, crushing everything in its path. The stone ground was crushed into pieces. Even the roof beams were shattered into pieces, causing dust to fall from the roof.
When he reached the sixth floor, Zong Shou stopped decisively.
The Emperor Martial Dao was different from mortal martial arts. Cultivation did not depend on one's aptitude, but on the power of the nation.
If the cultivator was proficient in the Force of Martial Dao and had a strong national power, the national power would be at its peak. Then within 2-3 months, it was possible to cultivate to the peak of the thirteenth layer.
A teen inheriting the throne could instantly become an emperor who had the ability to slaughter peak martial cultivators. In some big countries, 3-5 year old kids who inherited the throne could grasp shocking strength under the effects of their bloodline. They didn't even need to cultivate.
With the King Energy gathered in Gantian Mountain City, Zong Shou had the confidence to directly step into the seventh layer within a month. Even if he had a few months, charging into the eighth layer was not a dream! Which meant that in a month, he would be able to go up against that grade 7 Ascended Ancestor Day Wandering Spirit Master.
Of course, he could only show off his strength in this small Gantian Mountain City. The strength of a country, the King Path Energy was only thickest in the capital city or in places with dense Spiritual Veins. The further one was from the capital city, the thinner it would be.
Which was why the capital city of a country was a place where the Dragon Veins gathered. As long as one was the Emperor, he wouldn't easily leave the capital and wouldn't go out of the country. The moment he left, no matter how strong he was, he would be limited, like a dragon trapped in a shallow pond.
After cultivating the seventh layer of this Emperor Wind, Zong Shou had the confidence to avoid this calamity. However, he wasn't in a rush now. He just needed to complete it before that Ascended Ancestor or even Grandmaster came to find trouble with him.
The most important thing now was to build a firm dam to block the corrosion of the King Path Energy.
His brows locked tightly, Zong Shou thought seriously for a moment. Within the body of the One Origin Sword, he started to build runes once more.
The first was lightning, hoping to use the power of lightning to lock it down. The second one was the incomplete 'Purification'. When a few True Spiritual Charms were just imprinted on it.
Zong Shou felt an unusually strong power instantly crushing it. It was the strength of the country and also the King Energy! Normal True Spiritual Talismans didn't have the ability to restrict it!
"It seems like the few government decrees yesterday caused the King Path Energy within the sword body to boil. It didn't grow, but it became more condensed. Am I falling into a trap of my own making? How annoying, I really can't be a wise ruler … "
Frowning as he opened his eyes, Zong Shou looked around. Only to see that outside the window, it was already deep into the night. Following which he exclaimed as he looked at the sword in front of him which had an intense change in appearance.
However, the trace of King's Qi in his body suddenly started to shrink and go into hibernation, quieting down. The pressure that was gathered within the hall by his One Origin Sword suddenly started to dissipate, surprising Zong Shou.
The other name of the King Path Energy was Dragon Energy. Dragons were majestic and proud, representing emperors. To be able to make it retract its claws and fangs and willingly submit, it was either the strength of the country falling or an expert recognized by heaven and earth descending. At the very least, it was far above the Spiritual Grandmaster or even the Celestial Path. Moreover, it seemed like they didn't have any bad intentions towards Gantian Mountain City and didn't hide it at all.
An expert of that level just needed a thought to crush the Dragon Energy that was just formed in Gantian Mountain City.
Thinking about it for a moment, Zong Shou's expression became weird.
"Could it be that my future backer has finally arrived? That Cang Shengdao and the Kenzō Sect finally had a victor? Damn, couldn't they have come earlier? After learning this Emperor Wind, it wouldn't be good for me to regret … "
All of a sudden, he wanted to beat his chest and stomp his feet. The influence of the Emperor Wind on the One Origin Sword was at the 5th layer. In the future, if he wanted to remove it, the price he had to pay would be 10 times that of before!
The zither music continued, Zong Shou didn't have the heart to take advantage of it. He lowered his head dejectedly as he pushed open the door, only to see that Xuan Yunlan still forgot about everything. However, her two jade-like hands were stained with blood.
A jade person playing the zither, it was originally a beautiful and eye-catching scene. However, at this moment, Xuan Yunlan's fingertips were covered in wounds, one could see the white bones within. It seemed like not only wasn't it beautiful, but it was also a little terrifying.
Zong Shou curled his lips, using spells to gather spiritual energy to make a ball of ice cold water and pour it on Xuan Yunlan's head.
As expected, the latter woke up and stared furiously at Zong Shou. Only to see a few words form beside him, "It's enough! Stop before going too far, going too far is as bad as not going far enough! "
Xuan Yunlan was originally filled with regret and unwillingness. A day of playing the zither caused the soul power in her body to multiply. Who knows, maybe tomorrow her cultivation would be able to break through to the peak of the Return to Sun realm. At this moment, she was slightly shocked. After thinking about it, she felt that the energy in her body was a little unstable. Her eyes were filled with respect as she bowed deeply towards Zong Shou.
"Yunlan thanks ruler for your help! I am really grateful for your guidance today. If ruler didn't wake me up in time, I would have gone down the wrong path … "
Zong Shou blinked, it was tough to say that he used water to wake Xuan Yunlan up out of jealousy.
He waved his hand in a carefree manner, laughing involuntarily as he was about to walk out of the door. A sense of danger rose up in his heart at that moment.
Then, in the next moment, a 'boom' sound was heard.
The martial arts training room collapsed with a loud bang. Zong Shou was unable to dodge at all. His head was first heavily smashed by the bricks and then dust covered the sky.
When the dust scattered all about, Zong Shou's body was covered in a grey-yellow color. Only 2 eyes were left on his face as he looked at the sky speechlessly.
He wondered if the heavens could make him even more unlucky.
Xuan Yunlan in the distance had her mouth agape, thinking to herself that with Zong Shou's strength, he should have easily dodged it.
Chuxue, on the other hand, woke up with sleepy eyes. She looked around in a daze and yawned. "This time, the entire house collapsed? Young master, you used that luck talisman again? "
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At midnight, a teen dressed in a green scholarly shirt stepped into Gantian Mountain City.
Although the city gates were closed, it was unable to block the body of the teen. He directly treated it as an object, stepping onto the 500-foot city.
Just as he reached the city walls, he saw Zhao Yanran waiting solemnly at the side.
Seeing the teen arrive, she immediately bowed, "Yanran greets the revered one!"
At this moment, if Zong Shou or Lei Dong was here, they would definitely be shocked. She must have been shocked. Zhao Yanran, who was usually frivolous and unrestrained, was actually acting like a lady from a big family. Her words and actions were all gentle and polite.
The teen smiled, casually waving his hand and helping her up, "You are Zhao Yanran? I know the personality of your Seven Spirit Sect disciples, be more casual, there is no need to be restrained! "
Although there were groups of soldiers patrolling, they were unable to notice the 2 of them who were talking.
The teen looked at the entire Gantian Mountain City, his brows furrowing, "How quiet! Is there a night curfew in this Gantian Mountain City? "
Zhao Yanran immediately nodded, "2 days after Zong Shou ascended to the throne, there was a night curfew. There were also a few government decrees like all the brothels in the city were all closed down. However, Zhao Yanran doesn't know about country matters and doesn't know whether it is good or bad. "
After the teen heard that, he shook his head slightly. He didn't care about that. In his impression, a night curfew did more harm than good. Zong Shou ascended to the throne not long ago, so there might be other reasons.
"However, the dragon energy here is showing signs of rising. Hehe, I probably scared it! "
He stepped down once more and arrived on the streets. Only to see that the sides were really clean. The style of the buildings didn't look like that of a barbaric land, but similar to that of the central continent.
Just as he was about to head directly to the peak, the teen's eyes were attracted by a line of words.
Looking over, it was a notice board with a few pieces of animal skin written with words nailed to it. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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