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Chapter 908

Words:2969Update:22/07/01 08:29:51

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"I've long heard of Saint Emperor Zhen Wu's fame. Now that I've seen you today, you really live up to your reputation.

I've heard so much about you. "An old woman in black with a cane stood in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion. She cupped her hands at Chen Guang with a hoarse voice.

A thin middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes stood next to her. He cupped his sword and said to Chen Guang, "I'm Feng Bumian, commander of the Imperial Wind Army. Nice to meet you, Saint Emperor Zhen Wu."

The other person, who looked young and had glowing skin, but had a head full of white hair, simply cupped his hands as a greeting.

Sitting on the City Lord's seat, Chen Guang looked at the three of them with interest. At the same time, he was pondering if he should get them to stay.

He had originally planned to be a bandit in the Land of Zhenwu, but he had unknowingly become a famous moral model. How embarrassing.

These three people were all martial artists and were of the same level as him. As the saying goes, one does not visit a temple for no reason. There was no need for them to come to his territory.

They should know that there were no truly good people in this world. A good person would become a good man twenty years later.

"Everyone, if you have something to say, just say it. Since you are also martial artists, you must know that time is precious. Let's not beat around the bush."

Chen Guang didn't want to waste time with these people, so he got straight to the point.

The old woman with the cane raised her eyebrows. "Saint Emperor Zhen Wu is a straightforward person."

Snorting through his nose, Chen Guang replied, "Naturally. I've always pursued efficiency."

Feng Bumian looked around, and he looked like he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

Chen Guang understood. He turned to Old Bao and said, "Old Bao, tell the others to leave."

Compared to the first year of the Saint Emperor's first year, although only three years had passed, Old Bao had aged a lot. It was as if he had killed ten martial emperors, but the knot in his heart hadn't brought him back to his youth. Instead, because he had no more worries, he had aged a lot.

Old Man Bao signaled the leader of the guards in the hall with his eyes and the group of guards and civil officials all retreated.

Seeing that Old Bao was about to leave, Chen Guang called out to him again, "Old Bao, don't run around. Find a place to sit. Look at how you're staggering. I told you not to come here."

Although Chen Guang's mind was sealed in the World in a Cup and he couldn't be easily affected by other people, he still couldn't help but feel sad when he saw Old Bao getting cut by time.

The Land of True Martial wasn't like the Sea of Moments where one could retain their previous life's memories after reaching a certain level of strength. Once old man Bao died, no one knew where his soul would end up in the first layer.

It would be extremely difficult to find him again.

Although Feng Bumian still had some objections, seeing Chen Guang's insistence, he said helplessly, "Rumor has it that the Zhen Wu Saint Emperor is obsessed with martial arts and is obsessed with collecting all the martial arts in the world. Is that true?"

Chen Guang nodded and said without hesitation, "Of course, I am also interested in the martial arts that you three practice. Looking at your aura, even if it isn't a Martial Monarch level technique, it should be at least a Martial King level technique, right?"

The three's expressions changed slightly. Feng Bumian said awkwardly, "You sure know how to joke."

"Alright, let's make it short."

Chen Guang waved his hand once more. He was trying his best to appear arrogant. If he managed to infuriate the three of them, they might make a move against him. At that time, he would be able to rob them.

The old woman with the cane stepped forward and said, "It's like this. A few days ago, we found a valley in the Fengya City, which is the city under the control of Commander Yufeng."

"What's so special about a valley?" Chen Guang was already complaining in his heart.

It had appeared!

A familiar plot!

I was invited to form a party to clear a dungeon!

An adventure to find treasures!

I regret it so much. If I had known this would happen, I would have read more novels with more bizarre plots and depth. I shouldn't have been so obsessed with the fantasy novels. This is so embarrassing!

Feng Bumian smiled. "You can't say that. That valley used to be a dry river. It was not formed by the mountains but by the flow of the river. However, for some reason, the river changed its course, and the water stopped working. That place has been abandoned ever since."

Chen Guang's interest was instantly piqued. The importance of a river in the land of Zhenwu was self-evident. It was even more valuable than the oil and minerals on Earth.

In his ten cities area, not to mention a river, there was not even a small ditch. The wells were dug hundreds of meters underground, and only then could they barely pour out enough water for daily use.

He unconsciously leaned forward a little. "Oh? That's interesting. "

Feng Bumian saw that his interest was piqued, and he was secretly delighted. His expression did not change. "That's right. More importantly, I found a cave left behind by a sage in that valley! I believe it was a place where a Martial Lord lived! "

The old woman with the cane said, "That's right. The three of us went in to investigate, but we were stopped outside by the seal left by this senior."

The elder with the child's face finally spoke. "Therefore, we wish to invite the True Martial Saint Emperor to go with us. With the four of us, we should be able to break through the seal."

Feng Bumian continued, "The True Martial Saint Emperor may be young, but to be able to cultivate to this level within a year, you can be considered the most powerful person in this area. The Martial Lord senior may be powerful, but he has been around for a long time. The energy he left behind has mostly dissipated. With your help, breaking through the cave is almost certain."

Chen Guang wanted to fall to the ground. He was tricked! He was completely tricked!

I won't go!

I can't go!

I can't embarrass myself like this!

But he still went.

The reason was simple. Before coming here, the three of them had prepared many benefits for him.

Aside from the martial arts that the three of them possessed, they had also started preparing for it half a year ago. They had prepared over a thousand martial arts manuals that they could find in their respective cities and placed them before Chen Guang.

Though Chen Guang could choose to kill the three of them and rob them of their secret manuals, he thought that there should be some perfect martial arts of the Martial Monarch level in the cave of the Martial Saint Emperor.

There were more than four hundred thousand martial arts of the Martial Monarch level in the Land of Zhenwu. Except for the special ones like Tong Yan's Young Boy Magical Method, the other martial arts manuals were not treasured by many people. However, the world was too big, and it was not easy to find them.

In the last three years, millions of people in the ten cities had searched all over the mountains. Some merchants who liked to cater to Chen Guang went to places farther away to buy the martial arts manuals that Chen Guang needed at a high price. But the results were minimal. Most of the martial arts manuals they could find were of low quality.

As such, he packed up his belongings and told the people in Zhenwu Saint Emperor City to keep a low profile. He was going on a long journey.

Speaking of which, it was strange. Ever since Chen Guang entered the True Martial Saint Emperor City and killed the ten Martial Monarchs to become the Overlord of the ten cities, the weather in this region had been good for the next few years. Rain, which was rare to see in a few years, actually happened once a month.

Some people said it was because the Saint Emperor was wise and lucky.

Some people said it was the rumored auspicious sign. Wherever the auspicious sign was, the auspicious sign would be there.

All in all, the weather in the ten cities was favorable, and all the households had enough food to eat, and their bodies would be better. Even more martial arts disciples were born.

The commerce in the ten cities gradually developed, and the merchants naturally had work to do.

Even Old Man Bao's nephew started to work as a merchant under Chen Guang's encouragement.

Old Man Bao did not allow it at first, but Chen Guang told him, "If you don't help your own family, who will you help? You are my housekeeper, but I have nothing to give you. Don't think that you have this status now. When you die, what will you leave behind? You might as well help your family. Maybe in the future, when your nephew's business gets big, he can find you after you are reborn. "

Old Man Bao's nephew did not disappoint. He was known as a red-headed merchant with the special permission of the Saint Emperor, and he did well. Chen Guang had obtained six Martial Emperor level techniques, and one of them was bought at a high price in a big city thousands of miles away.

Chen Guang and the other three sat on the tall Ferghana Horses and galloped all the way.

These horses were also special. They were at least twice as strong as the common horses on Earth. Their speed was astonishing, and they could easily travel thousands of miles in a day. Not only would people be nourished by the Yin and Yang Qi, but animals would also benefit.

"Mr. Chen, the Old Man has something to say, but I don't know if I should say it."

As the horses galloped, the white-haired old man suddenly said.

After a day, everyone became more familiar with each other. Chen Guang was always called Saint Emperor by the Saint Emperor, which made him feel uncomfortable. However, he could not make them call him Sir like his subordinates in the Saint Emperor City, so he just let them call him Mr. Chen.

"Please speak."

"The Old Man knows that Mr. Chen is obsessed with martial arts, but a Martial Emperor level expert once said that it is better to have less than more, and that it is better to be good at it. Although you have great ambitions, you should still act according to your capabilities."

Chen Guang did not refute him. "Thank you for the reminder, Senior. I will remember it."

Seeing that he was feigning civility, the white-haired old man smiled and did not say anything else.

Feng Bumian, on the other hand, laughed. "Since Mr. Chen can easily kill ten Martial Emperors, you must be stronger than the three of us. Of course, you have your own opinion."

"That's true. I spoke too much."

The old man nodded and did not say anything else.

Three days later, the four arrived at their destination.

This was indeed a good place with green grass. Although the river had dried up for who knew how many years, the soil in this valley was much more fertile than in other places. The vegetation was flourishing, and the sounds of birds and beasts could be faintly heard from the valley from time to time.

There were many soldiers patrolling the valley entrance. They were Feng Bumian's men.

Chen Guang teased, "Brother Feng, you are very careful."

Feng Bumian smiled. "This place used to be a place where the martial artists who ruled over this area often went into seclusion. After I became the leader of this area, I often came here to meditate. However, a few days ago, I only planned to build a stone house for myself. I didn't expect to find such a good place underground. Of course, I have to keep a close eye on it. "

The valley was very deep, and the road was rugged. It was difficult for the horses to travel. The four of them got off their horses and ran on foot. Their speed was not much slower than a thousand-mile horse.

After running for half a day, the four of them finally reached the deepest part of the valley.

Chen Guang raised his head and looked around. He noticed that this was a lake in the shape of a bull's horn. The senior Martial Lord sure knew how to pick a good place.

"Everyone, the entrance to the cave is here."

A human-made pit that was tens of meters deep appeared in front of the four of them. Looking down, they could vaguely see a stone door at the bottom of the pit. There were at least a hundred corpses scattered around the pit. The blood was fresh, and it seemed that they had died not long ago.

Seeing that Chen Guang was looking at the corpses, Feng Bumian said casually, "These are the people we sent to die when we tried to break the seal. Sorry for the embarrassment."

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