In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Dark and deep, the wide ancient road leads to the distant front, and it seems that there is no end in sight.

On both sides of the ancient, there are lampstands made of rocks, burning a warm yellow-red flame, which seems to never go out!
"The Human Emperor's Ancient Road." Hui Guang said softly, with some expectation in his eyes: "It is said that as long as you can walk through this ancient road, you will be able to reach the Dragon Platform where the Human Emperor forged swords in the past!

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"What do you mean?" Chen Wu raised his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Is there anything special about this ancient road?"

Hui Guang stared at the depths of the light, which seemed to be infinite darkness, and said slowly: "Thousands of years in the rivers and lakes, in the ancient history, how many heroes and capable people stopped in the middle. Even, in the legend of our Qingqiu lineage Among them, there was once a demon god who stopped in the middle!"

Demon, demon god?

Chen Xiu's eyes changed slightly, is it that exaggerated?

This realm, but the legendary level of immortals, is rare in all ages, and those great bodhisattvas and great arhats in Buddhist scriptures are nothing more than this!
For such an existence, it is not difficult for them to travel to the North Sea and Mu Cangwu.

Will it stop at this ancient road?

With many emotions in mind, the moment Chen Xiu stepped into the ancient road, his childish hole suddenly trembled.

Wan Dao's words entered the ears, and thousands of lights and shadows bloomed in the depths of the eyes, like a dream!

In the barbaric era, the human race drank blood, ate wind and rain, struggled on the earth, and survived by hunting wild animals;

In ancient times, when civilization was first established, Cangjie created characters, burned wood to make fire, raised silkworms and weaved clothes, and struggled with wind, snow and disease;

In the turbulent age, lingering in the midst of disasters, desolate beasts are bleeding, sky monsters are cruel, evil spirits are fierce, ancient gods are indifferent and arrogant, human races are struggling to survive in danger, precarious;
Opening up the era, Fuxi's family developed gossip, measured yin and yang and five elements, Shennong's tasted hundreds of herbs, cast ancient tripods, refined thousands of medicines, and began to rely on himself;
In the era of thorns, the emperor of the people wielded his sword, overcame thorns and thorns, paved the way with blood, slashed gods, demons, and demons, forged the throne of bones, and created a world of humanity with many scars along the way.
These images seemed to be real, thick as a mountain, suppressing Chen Xiu's heart, making him a little short of breath, making it difficult to move forward!
"If you want to walk this ancient road of the emperor, you need not only strength, but also luck, and the inheritance of humanity." Hui Guang tiptoed lightly, walking lightly.

With every step, the five elements circulated all over his body, and the purple air condensed like a necklace.

"Really? I want to give it a try. After all, what my generation of sorcerers seek is that chance of survival." Chen Wu chuckled and stepped forward.

He only felt that his whole body was extremely heavy, as if he was carrying mountains on his shoulders, and even his back was bent a little.

Taking another step, there was a low sound of footsteps on the ground.

Chen Wu looked at the empty ancient road in astonishment, with some shock in his eyes.

Every step is so difficult and difficult, it seems that there is an iron wall ahead, and you need to rely on your body to force your way through!
"Ugh-"

Chen Wu roared softly, his whole body was full of energy, as if he had gossip evolved in his body, he took two steps again!
The fire in the ancient road also ignited, reflecting the incomparably spacious road.

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creak creak-

Chen Wu's face was a little pale, and he seemed to hear the sound in his body.

The pressure from all directions came one after another, and it even made him feel as if he was at the bottom of the sea at the moment, facing a thick and huge wave!
"You don't have the protector of Ziwei Emperor Star, and you don't practice humane skills, so you can only go so far. After that, your body won't be able to bear it." Hui Guang said with a light smile.

Chen Wu took a deep breath and said slowly, "What if I choose to blast a path with magic weapons?"

"This is the rule of the emperor. Unless you are a legendary existence, such as the Buddha of Buddhism, the ancient god of Taoism, the ancient emperor, otherwise, you can only follow the rules of the emperor. Even if you have enough The treasure that conceals the secret." Hui Guang pursed his lips and smiled: "After all, everyone stepped into this ancient tomb of the Human Emperor for the secret treasure inside. If the secret is concealed, then you will not be able to get the treasure."

"Is that so?" Chen Wu frowned slightly.

At this time, a warm and peaceful light shrouded him, and the brilliance like the lights of thousands of families flickered in the void.

Chen Wu suddenly felt that the feeling of oppression all over his body began to dissipate.

"Let's go, go and have a look in the depths." Chen Xiu said calmly.

At this moment, he seems to be haunted by a golden dragon shadow, wearing an imperial robe and crown, as if the sun, moon and stars are engraved on his body.

Footsteps fell, and as Chen Xiu walked by, thousands of fires ignited vitality bloomed between the ancient roads, a little less loneliness, a little more warmth, and the golden luster shone on the ground.

"Is this the law of humanity?" Chen Wu sighed softly.

He could feel that the current Chen Xiu seemed to resonate with this world!

"The way of the emperor is really profound." A vicissitudes of words sounded, and Chen Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the flames ahead, there seemed to be a hazy figure sighing softly.

That is the meaning of the ultimate thick soil, and the breath of life and death.

"This ancient road can record the aura of those who have stepped into it, and it will last forever! This is the heart of the Emperor, and I hope this will inspire future generations to pass on." Hui Guang said softly.

She said slowly: "This is the great and virtuous teacher in the last years of Shenhan. It's a pity that he only came here."

Going deeper, almost a hundred steps later.

The meaning of the ultimate circulation of yin and yang and five elements bursts out.

There seems to be a Taoist sitting on the side.

Hui Guang's eyes were rather complicated, and he said slowly: "This is the patriarch of the Taoist sect, the first demon-slayer celestial master, Zhang Daoling. Unexpectedly, his strength, to be able to come here, is indeed strong enough."

Along the way, more or less, there has been a strong aura remaining, all of which existed before the Jin Dynasty.

During Hui Guang's introduction, Chen Xiucai knew that these were all famous and important figures in history, and they also had a rich and colorful stroke in the history books.

Walking another hundred steps, Chen Wu felt the very familiar aura of domineering.

He is upright and upright!
"This is the sub-sage of Confucianism. In today's college, Confucianism is his inheritance." Hui Guang sighed softly, his eyes fell in the distance: "This is almost the end of the top of the world. Further on, there is Ziwei The stars, and the place that can only be reached by those who inherit the human way."

Chen Wu nodded slightly.

Here, there is not only the sub-sage atmosphere of Confucianism, but also the atmosphere of the Mohist saint of Mohism, the ancestor of Yinyang School.

In the pre-Qin period, all schools of thought stopped here.

"Let's go, let's look deeper. I'm also curious about which seniors can go farther than the saints in the pre-Qin period." Chen Xiutan said with a smile.

In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!