Hearing Chen Luoyang's words, the Sword King Tao Wangji was silent for a moment, then said, "I also don't know much about Little Friend Cheng just now.
It's just that in the past, I heard by chance from my master that there's always a sky beyond a sky. Other than the vast land of the Divine Land, there's another world called the Mortal World. "
Tao Wangji's eyes were filled with reminiscence. "In the Mortal World, there is a dynasty called Southern Chu, and the surname of the royal family is Cheng.
The Southern Chu royal family's national secret art is called the Brilliant Chart. Once successfully cultivated, golden flames will appear, called the Brilliant Radiance.
But regarding the Southern Chu royal family and the Brilliant Chart, I really don't know much, so that's all. "
Hearing his words, Chen Luoyang quickly sifted through the information worth paying attention to.
First of all, the surname Cheng, cultivated the Brilliant Chart, got the Brilliant Radiance, royal family.
This meant that the other party must have people of the same clan.
Then, the Divine Land was unified by the Xia dynasty more than a thousand years ago, and for so many years, it had always been called Great Xia.
The name Southern Chu reflected that in the Mortal World, Southern Chu was not a unified dynasty, and it was very likely that there were other dynasties on par with it.
However, after fighting with Cheng Huyuan, Chen Luoyang could compare that the Brilliant Chart of Southern Chu's Cheng family was vaguely superior to the Great Xia's Li family's royal martial arts.
Whether or not it could break the Divine Cauldron Divine Technique in a head-on confrontation with the same realm remained to be tested. After all, in terms of attack power, the Brilliant Radiance was still inferior to the Divine Martial Demon Fist.
What the Divine Martial Demon Fist could do, the Brilliant Chart might not be able to do.
However, it was certain that it could make the Nine Dragons Emperor Fist or the Ten Dragons Emperor Fist unable to lift their heads.
"The descendants of the Devil Buddha, or the Sin Dhuta's lineage, also come from the Mortal World?" Chen Luoyang asked.
The Sword King Tao Wangji nodded slightly. "I heard my master mention that there is indeed the Devil Buddha lineage in the Mortal World."
Chen Luoyang nodded inwardly.
The Devil Buddha lineage.
The Southern Chu dynasty.
Including the Sword King Tao Wangji's lineage, the martial arts level in the Mortal World should be higher than that of the Divine Land.
What he wasn't sure of was the highest level of the experts there could reach.
Tao Wangji looked at Chen Luoyang and said slowly.
"I thought Sect Leader Chen had obtained the true inheritance of the Ancient God Church in the Mortal World, but now it seems that it is not the case."
Hearing this, Chen Luoyang smiled faintly and said, "It looks like your master really told you a lot of things."
Tao Wangji nodded, "According to my master, the Ancient God Religion also came from the Mortal World. However, their ultimate technique is called the Demon God Blood and not the Heavenly Demon Blood.
Fei Chen, the Nine-armed Heavenly Demon, should have come from there. Like my Master, he accidentally wandered in the vast land of the Divine Land and finally settled down, passing down the inheritance of the Ancient God Church here.
However, this inheritance was clearly incomplete and could not be considered a direct inheritance.
Looking at Hierarch Chen's words and actions, you don't seem to have come into contact with the orthodox Ancient God of the Mortal World. It seems that you have surpassed your predecessors and surpassed the predecessors of the Divine Land, allowing the inheritance of the Ancient God here to gradually become orthodox. "
"You're welcome," Chen Luoyang said casually.
He was thinking about something else.
The feeling when he fought with Cheng Huyuan just now was not wrong.
The other party really knew about the Divine Martial Demon Fist and the Invincible God and Demon Body.
There was indeed an Ancient God in the Red Dust Realm, and this cult-like existence had the inheritance of the Demonic God Bloodline.
But looking at Cheng Huyuan's shocked reaction when facing "Xuanming", the Ancient God of the Mortal World's Divine Martial Demonic Fist might not be complete. There was never a move of "Xuanming".
Was it just missing the "Xuanming", or was it missing more than one "Xuanming"?
Many thoughts flashed through Chen Luoyang's mind.
He asked, "May I know where your teacher is now?"
Sword King Tao Wangji shook his head, "It has been decades since I parted with my teacher. My teacher is different from the founder of your cult, Fei Tianmo. He has no intention of staying in the Divine Land and has been living in seclusion in the East Sea.
I and my teacher were fated, and I received his teachings. But when my teacher returned to the Mortal World, I didn't leave with him.
Since then, there was no chance for us to meet again. I couldn't enter the Mortal World, and I couldn't find my teacher anymore. Until now, decades have passed. "
Chen Luoyang nodded, "Heavenly Sword Scripture, a good martial art."
Tao Wangji said, "Unfortunately, I's knowledge about the origins of the sect is limited. I only heard my teacher mention the word" Milky Way "and nothing else. I can only be considered his disciple in name."
Chen Luoyang listened in silence.
He wouldn't believe everything that the other party said.
But he had already gained a lot from Tao Wangji.
And the white-robed elder opposite him also got the information he wanted, which was that he, Chen Luoyang, hadn't had direct contact with the Ancient God's headquarters in the Mortal World. It wasn't like the Ancient God's headquarters in the Mortal World was like the Devil Buddha's lineage, which officially extended its tentacles into the Divine Land.
His Blood of Gods and Demons came from his own cultivation, and not from the guidance of the Ancient God's headquarters.
Tao Wangji might not believe this statement completely.
If he believed it, would it be good news or bad news for Tao Wangji?
On the bright side, there weren't many people standing behind Chen Luoyang.
On the negative side, how terrifying was Chen Luoyang, who could reproduce the Blood of Gods and Demons on his own?
Only the Sword King Tao Wangji himself knew the specifics.
The Demon Emperor Chen Luoyang tapped his fingers on the stone table in front of him, "About the Mortal World, do you have anything else you want to talk to me about?"
The white-robed elder opposite the stone table smiled self-deprecatingly, "I've let Hierarch Chen see a joke. I really don't know much about the Mortal World. I've only heard the stories casually mentioned by my master in the past. It's just bits and pieces."
His tone was slightly solemn, "It's just that my master and I were both obsessed with swordsmanship, so we talked more about swordsmanship.
Among them, my master once mentioned a swordsmanship. I was young and ignorant at that time, so I only treated it as a legend and didn't take it to heart.
It wasn't until now that I realized that the story was not just a story. "
"Oh?" Chen Luoyang was calm as he looked at the other party.
Slowly, Tao Wangji said, "The Twelve Swords of the Netherworld, or rather, the Twelve Styles of Netherworld Exterminating Sword Essence."
"Hmm," Chen Luoyang replied with a faint smile on his face. He turned to look at the wall of the stone cave beside him.
His gaze seemed to pass through layers of mountain rocks, where Si Huaifei and Jie Xingmang were at.
Sword King Tao Wangji nodded calmly, "My disciple Meng Lang blindly stepped into a situation that he couldn't control. If he didn't control himself, not only would he hurt himself, he might even bring disaster to the world and bring disaster to the Divine Prefecture."
Chen Luoyang asked, "You're comparing me to your disciple?"
"Hierarch Chen's cultivation is naturally far above my disciple Xing Mang." Tao Wangji said, "But the Twelve Swords of the Netherworld is not a swordsmanship that should exist in the human world. It's the reverse flow of the Yellow Springs to the human world, the malicious intent of the Dead Still Hades to all living beings."
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "It's just a swordsmanship."
He looked at Tao Wangji and suddenly smiled, "Yan Mingkong's path in this swordsmanship is much deeper than your disciple's."
Tao Wangji wanted to say something, but he instantly fell silent.
The Twelve Swords of the Netherworld's Poison Stream was more extensive than he expected.
After a while, he then said, "My disciple's condition is worrisome, he needs I to take care of him. I hope that Hierarch Chen can give me some time. When the ten days are up, I will ask Hierarch Chen again."
Chen Luoyang stood up and said, "If what you said today is true, then I don't mind doing you a favor. There are still six days, I will wait for you in Bazhou."
Tao Wangji said, "I thank Hierarch Chen on behalf of my disciple."
After the two left the cave, Chen Luoyang stepped onto the dragon's head again. Then, the Flame Dragon roared, parted the storm outside, and left Jade Spoon Island.
The Sword King watched Chen Luoyang's back as he left. There was an unresolvable worry in the depths of his eyes.
The rest of the people on the island continued to remain silent.
The former Third Prince of the Xia Dynasty, Li Cheng, said to Shi Jing, "It is all thanks to the Pavilion Master's initiative to resolve the situation. Otherwise, the Demon King's power would be unstoppable, and we would all have nowhere to escape."
Shi Jing looked at Li Cheng and said softly, "Your Highness, you are too kind."
Li Cheng bowed to the Sword Pavilion Master from afar, and then called the others to return to their secluded living quarters.
Everyone silently bowed to Tao Wangji and Shi Jing, and then left with Li Cheng.
The scene was strangely quiet, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Shi Jing watched everyone leave with a sorrowful look in his eyes.
How could he not see that people's hearts were changing?
Everyone, including the former Third Prince of the Xia Dynasty, Li Cheng, could not help but feel fear towards the Demon King Chen Luoyang.
It was actually nothing to feel fear.
After all, the Demon King's power was unparalleled.
It was normal for him to feel invincible when he swept across the entire Divine Land.
However, what was abnormal was that people were completely hopeless and had the idea of surrendering to fate. They no longer had the will to continue fighting and swear to die.
Shi Jing was very calm. He did not expect people to sacrifice their lives.
What made him feel heavy was that even the existence of his master could not dispel the haze of fear in people's hearts.
Everyone seemed to believe that in the upcoming battle, the Sword King would follow the Saber Emperor's footsteps and be defeated by the Demon King's Fist.
In people's eyes, the former mainstay of the Divine Land's righteous path was now more like a martyr who knew that he could not do it.
While the people were admiring him, were there some hidden resentment in their hearts?
'That old man is really a hindrance …'
'If it was not for him, we would just surrender to the Demon King together …'
'Let's wait and see. Even if we wait for another six days, the result will be the same …'
'At that time, don't be misunderstood by the Demon King, or we will be implicated …'
'Now, be careful not to anger the Sword Pavilion Master. Don't let them discover our thoughts, or we will be slaughtered by them first …'
Shi Jing's heart was clear. He could faintly sense this kind of atmosphere, which filled Shi Jing's heart with sorrow.
At this moment, a hand fell on his shoulder.
Shi Jing turned around and saw his master smiling and shaking his head at him.
"It's my fault for not cultivating my heart enough," Shi Jing said softly.
The Sword King Tao Wangji looked gentle.
Just as he was about to comfort his disciple, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around to look outside the island.
Without any warning, the storm there was dyed the entire sky with the color of blood.
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