(It was a little late, but he didn't owe her anything.)
East Sea Martial Emperor City.
There was a sword hovering outside the city. It had been there for a long time, so much so that the Jianghu people who were initially shocked by the sight of the Thousand Miles Flying Sword gradually lost their patience and interest. Some of the bored Jianghu people decided to find some entertainment by gambling on how long the sword would stay there. Those who bet early lost a lot of money. Some people in the city said that the flying sword was a challenge from the Peach Blossom Sword God Đồng Thái, and that he would soon ride a donkey into the city. Some people said that it was a sword newly comprehended by Dongyue Sword Pool's Song Nianqing. Some people swore that the old ancestor of the Wu Clan's Sword Tomb was coming out of seclusion and was going to clear the name of the Wu Clan's withered sword. Those who came to watch the show were waiting for the word "trouble". But since the sword didn't cause any trouble, they were used to the sword stopping outside the city. Only some naughty children born and raised in the Martial Emperor City would climb up the outer city wall from time to time and shoot the sword with their slingshots. During this period, there was a sword-wielding wanderer who wanted to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat. He stood on the sword and performed many lame sword moves. In the end, he was met with countless disdainful looks. He also felt embarrassed and resentfully jumped down and left the city. Almost no one noticed that an old man with snow-white eyebrows had arrived in the city. After he entered the city, he lived in seclusion and only occasionally went to the wall filled with the world's weapons. After looking at them for a while, he quietly returned. Every day, a famous sword would disappear without a trace. It was just that there were too many famous swords and sharp weapons on the wall. For example, Song Nianqing had brought twelve swords to challenge Wang Xianzhi. Except for the six swords that were shattered, the other six swords were stuck on the wall according to the old rules of the Martial Emperor City. They had been there for many years, and one of them had quietly disappeared yesterday.
The one-armed old man with eyebrows that reached his knees came to the wall alone again. He looked at an ownerless sword that was higher up on the wall and smacked his lips. He seemed to be greedy. Others were greedy for beauty, food, and wine, but he seemed to be exceptionally unique. Most of the weapons on the wall were famed swords, and they took up almost half of the wall. This was not strange, as the Sword Forest had always been flourishing in the martial arts world. The old man stretched out two fingers and pinched a strand of his snow-white long eyebrows. Just as he was making up his mind to eat the new sword that he had taken a fancy to tonight, he exclaimed in surprise and turned his head to look. A Taoist priest with a sword on his back happened to be looking at him.
The long-browed old man asked, "Little Daoist of Mount Longhu, why is the relic of Ancestor Lu, which should be hanging on Wudang's Big Geng Horn, with you?"
The young Daoist in a plain and ordinary Daoist robe asked, "Senior, why did you enter the city and stop your sword outside?"
The old man smiled and said, "This Old Man's last sword strike in this life is to strive for perfection, so that I can ask the strongest martial artist in the past hundred years. Originally, it was almost time to enter the city, but the one surnamed Wang unexpectedly left the city for the first time, leaving This Old Man hanging on the side. No matter, we can just wait for him to return to the city. You are? "
The Daoist priest replied calmly, "I am Qi Xianxia of Mount Longhu."
The old man made an 'oh' sound, "I've heard of it, there is a saying in Jianghu about Little Ancestor Lu."
Qi Xianxia, who had been traveling Jianghu since leaving Wudang, asked, "Is Lord Wang going to stop a useless monk from the Western Regions? May I ask who senior is? "
The old man smiled and said, "What useless monk, it's Liu SongTao of Mount Zhulu. As for This Old Man's name, it doesn't matter. You only need to know that there is still a sword in this world that can make Wang Xianzhi the real second in the world. "
Qi Xianxia smiled gently.
The old man's fingers loosened his long eyebrows and said, "Although you are a Daoist, you are also a swordsman. If This Old Man loses in the future, you will follow his next sword strike. It doesn't matter ten or twenty years later, as long as it is not too long, until Wang Xianzhi ascends."
Qi Xianxia bowed slightly and then turned to leave.
— —
Liu Hao had never been so flustered before, like a drowning dog. Fifty years of Celestial Phenomenon knowledge, in less than half an incense's time, disappeared like smoke. After confirming that the fellow wasn't chasing him, he still ran a dozen miles before stopping. He had never thought that there would be a day where he would be frightened by the mere twang of a bow. Advancing in the martial path was harder the further one went. Rank three to rank two was a huge threshold. Most of the disciples of rich families who had secret manuals and pills were stopped at this threshold. Cultivating martial arts was an extremely tough profession. It required talent as a foundation and also perseverance. After reaching rank two and becoming a master, one would immediately meet an even higher threshold. It was so high that many geniuses who didn't have enough perseverance would back off. Liu Hao had seen too many young people with natural advantages who couldn't enter the door and wasted their lives, not to mention rank one to rank four. It was because he knew that the road was difficult that Liu Hao, who was about to reach the peak, was heartbroken over his drop in rank. Liu Hao, who was filled with hatred, sat down on the ground. His hands stabbed into the ground and his fingers formed a hook, drawing a mud ditch.
Liu Hao's emotions slowly calmed down. He took out a small sandalwood box from his sleeve and carefully opened it. After opening the box, a small pill was revealed. It didn't have any fragrance, instead, it smelled bad. However, Liu Hao solemnly stretched out two fingers and tried to pinch the pill. This inconspicuous bait was rumored to be half a celestial medicine recipe obtained by the Qin Dynasty's emperor when he went out to sea to visit immortals. There was a secret saying in the Taoist scriptures, "If you don't accept the bait, stay in the human world and become an immortal." It meant that if one could obtain this pill, they would be able to ascend. Of course, Liu Hao knew that the pill in the box didn't have such effects. However, it could help him stabilize his current rank and fight for a chance to return to Celestial Phenomenon. Liu Hao suddenly retracted his fingers and closed the box. He stood up and looked around. He was still worried, so he circled around and made sure that there was no one within two miles. Then he sat down cross-legged and swallowed the bait. He closed his eyes and focused. Gradually, he entered the state of "a dragon in the abyss".
"Haha."
The two soft words suddenly rang in Liu Hao Shi's ears like a real clap of thunder.
— —
Wang Xianzhi didn't do anything in a hurry and was very slow. However, there were too many smart people in Jianghu and there were too many shortcuts. In the end, Wang Xianzhi, who was down-to-earth, became an anomaly. After he entered the Martial Emperor City, his cultivation had been steadily rising. He was not the youngest Second Level master at that time, nor was he like Li Chungang, who broke through the next level a few years after reaching the First Level. Wang Xianzhi had never had a stunning breakthrough. Compared to the martial arts geniuses who were chasing after the Four Grandmasters, Wang Xianzhi could only be regarded as a late bloomer. However, after he achieved the Diamond Body, Wang Xianzhi gradually became invincible among those in the same realm. Moreover, no one had thought that this tall young man who was only fit to watch the battle at that time would become a late bloomer. Especially when he broke the Wooden Horse Ox with his bare hands, it made Wang Xianzhi truly reach the top of Jianghu. Since then, Wang Xianzhi had never tasted defeat until he was habitually called Old Monster Wang. This taciturn old man stood alone on the top of the Martial Emperor City tower, coldly overlooking Jianghu. Đồng Thái, who rode a donkey and carried a peach branch, proudly climbed up the tower and went down after losing. Cao Changqing, who made the son of the Zhao family restless, also went down after losing. In the end, very few people wanted to defeat this old monster. They just wanted to climb up the tower quickly and be content. If they were lucky enough to meet this old man and ask for some martial arts experience, it would undoubtedly be a pleasant surprise. Wang Xianzhi didn't like this kind of Jianghu.
The Martial Emperor City Lord, who was waiting for the little girl's second sword, raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether he was surprised or angry.
Her sword strike caused a ripple to appear in Wang Xianzhi's tranquil state of mind.
The sword opened the Gate of Heaven!
The scene of the Gate of Heaven opening was splendid.
A pillar of the Gate of Heaven fell to the ground.
When the other pillar was erected, the Gate of Heaven was opened.
Jiang Ni, who was holding the sword with her hands folded, was pale. She pushed the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow into the ground inch by inch.
In order to stop Wang Xianzhi from moving forward, this woman actually opened the Gate of Heaven by force. Obviously, the Gate of Heaven was opened for Wang Xianzhi. It was obvious that she wanted to take the initiative to send this invincible Martial Emperor City Lord on his way.
Blood seeped out of the corner of Jiang Ni's mouth. She continued to push the long sword into the ground, desperately trying to pull the other Gate of Heaven down.
Only a few people in the world knew the truth. She was just a woman who was in so much pain when she moved books up the mountain that she thought she would die. She was just a timid woman who was afraid of hardship and did not dare to practice her sword. She was just a woman who was satisfied with earning some copper coins from reading books.
She had never thought about riding a sword, reviving her country, or opening the Gate of Heaven with a sword. Such an unattainable thing, she never thought that she could do it.
She just wanted to secretly stab him to death one day when he was not paying attention. Then, her life would be over.
Wang Xianzhi still did not stop her sword from opening the Gate of Heaven.
I, Wang Xianzhi, don't want to go through the Gate of Heaven. So what if the Gate of Heaven is opened?
At this moment, Wang Xianzhi suddenly slid back and made a defensive posture.
A figure broke through the Gate of Heaven and punched towards Wang Xianzhi.
Wang Xianzhi slid back a full three hundred feet.
The second Gate of Heaven was about to support the Gate of Heaven and Earth when it disappeared.
Jiang Ni did not even have time to spit out a mouthful of blood. She looked at the figure in a daze.
The figure flashed and pounced towards Wang Xianzhi.
It was another simple punch.
Although Wang Xianzhi did not fall, she was fiercely pushed back seven hundred feet!
No one in the world could make Wang Xianzhi, who could kill immortals, retreat ten thousand feet.
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