He had walked step by step to where he was today. The path of martial arts could be said to be filled with danger at every step. Especially in recent times, the enemies he had encountered were getting stronger and stronger, and there would be more and stronger enemies in the future.
His cultivation of the Complete Heavenly Transformation Realm was no longer enough. He urgently needed to break through his cultivation and seize more strength to ensure that he could live a more stable life.
At this moment, he secretly made up his mind to immediately go into seclusion after leaving the Blazing Sun Realm. No matter what, he had to enter the Transcendent Realm as soon as possible.
He said again, "Senior, when you said that there is an opportunity for me on Earth, it refers to …"
"Kunlun!"
A trace of seriousness appeared on the White Emperor's face. He said, "If I'm not wrong, the Kunlun Mountains on Earth should be related to the Kunlun Battleaxe. It is very likely that the main part of the Kunlun Battleaxe is lost.
The origin of the human race on Earth is also very likely related to Kunlun.
As for the other part of the Kunlun Battleaxe, it was forged into the Kunlun Chariot of the Chaos Temple. You should be familiar with it. "
Although Lin Xuan already had some guesses, he could not help but feel a sense of anticipation when he heard the White Emperor's words.
"Senior, what level is the Kunlun Battleaxe? Compared to the Human Sovereign Sword, which is stronger and which is weaker?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.
The White Emperor sighed slightly and said leisurely, "Although I don't want to admit it, the Supreme Divine Weapon of the human race is far inferior to the Kunlun Battleaxe. In fact, the two are not even on the same level.
If you can find the Kunlun Battleaxe, even if it is just a broken one, it will be enough to raise the overall strength of the human race by a large margin. "
Lin Xuan looked thoughtful.
Although he had seen the Kunlun Chariot, the Withered Divine Tree, and the Human Sovereign Sword, he had not seen the full power of the three divine weapons.
However, he clearly remembered that when Ji Yuanxiu had wielded the Sword of the Human Sovereign, the Kunlun Chariot had been easily torn apart like a piece of paper. Only a beam in the Kunlun Chariot had blocked the sharpness of the Sword of the Human Sovereign, allowing the entire Kunlun Chariot to survive.
If he guessed correctly, that beam was most likely a small part of the Kunlun Tomahawk.
"Senior, how can I return to Earth?" Lin Xuan asked.
The White Emperor shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you can't do it now. Once your cultivation reaches a certain level, you'll naturally know how to go back.
Hmm, there's a good tavern in the town up ahead. I haven't had a drink there in a long time. Let's go there and have a seat. "
As soon as he finished speaking, White Emperor restrained his aura and took a step forward. He instantly appeared in a small town thirty miles away and walked into a tavern.
"Huh?"
Lin Xuan was stunned. He wasn't used to White Emperor's strange turn of events.
At the same time, he was also curious about the White Emperor's actions. Didn't he say that he was going to bring him to familiarize himself with the Human Dao? Why are we going to drink again? This old man was too casual!
He shook his head and had no choice but to follow.
This was a small tavern without a signboard. There was only a white flag with the word "Wine" written on it hanging at the door. There were only seven or eight tables in the main hall.
However, the tavern's business was quite good. There was an endless stream of people coming and going at the door.
Lin Xuan and the White Emperor both restrained their auras and transformed into an old man and a young man. They walked into the tavern at a moderate pace.
"Eh, Elder White, you haven't taken care of my business for a long time. How come you're free today? Please sit here! "
The young owner of the tavern welcomed them with a smile. He seemed to be very familiar with the White Emperor.
Lin Xuan looked at him carefully and found that this young owner was about twenty years old. Although he was the owner of a small tavern, his temperament was quite extraordinary. There was a faint ethereal aura around him.
This tavern owner seemed to be extraordinary.
The White Emperor sat down and joked with a smile, "The wine you make is only eighty percent as good as your father's. You're actually blaming me for not taking care of your business?"
The tavern owner smiled shamelessly and said, "Hehe, Elder White, look at what you're saying. It's precisely because I'm not good enough that I need you to take care of my business."
"Alright, cut the crap. Give me a jar of volcanic ash. Let me see if you've made any progress," the White Emperor said.
"Okay, coming right up!"
The young owner answered and left. Soon, he brought over a jar of wine and four dishes.
Lin Xuan sat opposite the White Emperor. He took the jar of wine and poured a bowl for himself and the White Emperor.
He took a sip and felt that the wine was mellow and abnormally strong. It was indeed a rare good wine.
It was a pity that this was only good wine from the mortal world. It didn't have the slightest bit of spiritual qi or medicinal properties. It wasn't strong enough either. It couldn't be compared to Zhao Yanran's Drunken Dragon Rising to the Heavens wine.
At this moment, the young owner called over a waiter to serve the other customers. He casually sat down at the table where Elder White and Lin Xuan were sitting. He smiled at the White Emperor and said, "Elder White, you've been drinking this junior's wine for several years for nothing. When will you give me a definite answer about this junior's request?"
The White Emperor snorted and lazily glanced at him. He said, "This old man told you a long time ago that my path isn't suitable for you. You've chosen the wrong master.
However, when your wine making skills surpass your father's, this old man can find a suitable master for you. "
"Ah?"
The tavern owner's face fell. He glared at him and shouted in dissatisfaction, "Elder White, are you kidding me? When my skills surpass my father's, I'm afraid it will be a few decades later. By that time, my old arms and legs will have long passed the best time to practice martial arts! "
"Hmph, it's actually quite good that you don't practice martial arts. Anyway, you have a wine making skill. You won't starve to death, right?" Elder White joked with a smile.
"That won't do. My ambition is to practice martial arts. I don't want to spend my life making wine!" The young man straightened his neck and said.
Lin Xuan quietly watched the two of them talk. He could feel that the White Emperor looked at the tavern owner in a new light.
At this moment, the tavern owner seemed to have just noticed Lin Xuan. His eyes suddenly lit up and the anger on his face disappeared. He changed to a smiling face again. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm Yang Ju. May I know this brother's name?"
"Lin Xuan."
Lin Xuan said indifferently.
Yang Ju's eyes lit up. He said warmly, "So it's Brother Lin. Pardon my disrespect. May I ask if Brother Lin is a martial artist?"
Lin Xuan was stunned. He immediately nodded and said, "I guess so."
Yang Ju's face lit up. He grabbed Lin Xuan's arm and said excitedly, "That's great! Brother Lin, no, Hero Lin, please accept me as your disciple!
I, Yang Ju, have a unique constitution and talent. The neighbors all say that I will definitely become a powerful martial artist in the future. Hero Lin, if you accept me as your disciple, you will definitely not lose out in the future … "
"Eh? Cough cough! "
Lin Xuan almost choked on his wine. He glanced at the White Emperor and saw that the old man was drinking by himself. He had a mocking smile on his face.
He discreetly shook off Yang Ju's hand and said, "Brother Yang, although I'm considered a martial artist, I haven't finished my apprenticeship. Therefore, I don't have the qualifications to accept disciples. You should find another master."
After being rejected by Lin Xuan, Yang Ju did not continue to pester him. He sighed in disappointment. He poured a bowl of wine and drank it in one gulp. He said gloomily, "Forget it. It seems that I, Yang Ju, am destined to spend my life in this tavern. What a waste of my martial arts talent!"
Lin Xuan could not help but secretly laugh.
He was a little curious. Why would the White Emperor look at the tavern owner differently? He quietly activated his luck observation ability and looked at the sky above Yang Ju.
In the next moment, Lin Xuan could not help but be stunned. His mouth was slightly open and his face was filled with disbelief.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
