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Chapter 304 The truth of history?

Mozhou Road.

At a teahouse outside Ningyuan County, the autumn wind was blowing. A dozen men with swords were besieging a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was a Qi practitioner and was very impressive in the art of sword control.

But the dozen or so sword-wielding men are not easy to deal with. They are equipped with hidden weapons all over their bodies, and they are designed to deal with Qi practitioners at first glance. Moreover, they are very methodical when attacking, and they cooperate with each other flawlessly.

More than ten breaths later, a sword-wielding man used his breastplate to block the middle-aged Qi practitioner's long sword. At the same time, a middle-aged man next to him performed a set of exquisite sword skills, and a cold light flashed. In the meantime, the blade with sharp sword energy cut through nine knives in an instant, shattering the protective shield constructed by the middle-aged Qi practitioner's magic weapon.

The Qi practitioner quickly retracted his sword, but he was still a step too late. Five steps away, a man took out a hand crossbow and pointed it at his chest without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

"hiss!"

The middle-aged Qi practitioner felt pain in his chest. His eyes quickly scanned everyone present. The violent aura on his body flashed past. He ignored the people attacking from both sides and quickly changed the techniques in his hands. There were at least five people surrounded by long swords. The man holding the knife was killed on the spot, but his own back and chest were also slashed to pieces with two long knives.

"No one can survive!"

At the last moment, the Qi Practitioner activated the two 'power pills' that he finally got in his hand. The ear-piercing explosion sound disappeared in an instant, and then a vast white dust flashed by. With the Qi Practitioner as the center, there were two feet around. Everything inside turned into nothingness, and a neat circular pit appeared on the ground.

"Unlucky, all your hard work has been wasted again!"

A depressed voice sounded: "Escape quickly!"

The surviving knife-wielding man evacuated the scene in an orderly manner. After a long time, some people hiding behind the teahouse came out with lingering fear.

After the teahouse owner timidly packed up the seats, two Qi practitioners arrived belatedly. After their inquiries to no avail, one of them drew out his long sword in a fit of rage, split the entire teahouse open, and then threw it away. He dropped two coins and turned around and left.

The teahouse owner who got the money walked towards the city gate without saying a word, even ignoring the teahouse for the time being.

Above the clouds.

Wang Ping and Ruan Chunzi quietly observed everything that happened in the teahouse and noticed the spiritual fluctuations in the world of inspiration. Ruan Chunzi stretched out his left hand and flicked it, and a stream of light fell into the county below, stabilizing the spiritual chaos that was about to be chaotic.

"Just for the sake of a marrow cleansing method, they have achieved this step. Unless there is intervention from the governor on this Mozhou Road, they are destined to be unable to live in peace in the future." Ruan Chunzi sighed, "It's a pity that this great thing Beautiful scenery, I like the beach at sunset on Mozhou Road the most.”

"Master Xiaoshanfu has gone into seclusion!"

Wang Ping looked at the county town below, and the memories of the past just flashed by.

Ruan Chunzi was silent for a few breaths after hearing this, and said: "It has only been stable for more than five hundred years. The system they discussed for several years has become somewhat unsustainable. Two hundred years ago, everyone was saying that Lord Xiaoshan had destroyed it." The stability of Zhongzhou, two hundred years later, such rhetoric is no longer reliable."

Wang Ping was slightly surprised. He didn't know there was such a statement.

"The world has never been stable. Humanity has flourished for more than five thousand years. We have tried dozens of methods, including chaos, order, high pressure, etc., but the complexity of human nature exceeds our imagination."

Ruan Chunzi's words were somewhat helpless. Wang Ping continued: "Humanity is only five thousand years old. The universe may have existed for an infinite number of five thousand years, and there may be times when saints have existed. But if you look at the world today, it is still unstable. In this way, This is a problem that even a saint cannot solve, so why should you care?"

"What you said made me almost unable to suppress the spiritual consciousness in my body."

Ruan Chunzi looked at Wang Ping, and as they looked at each other, he said: "I have been thinking about how the five Xuanmen sects and the Tianmen sects were formed for a long time, and how the earliest martial arts appeared. I I once had the opportunity to meet the True Lord, so I boldly asked this question."

He suddenly pretended to be secretive and deliberately paused here for a few breaths. Wang Ping really couldn't keep his composure and asked: "How do you say it?"

Ruan Chunzi shook his head and suddenly let out a chuckle for no apparent reason, and said, "I didn't say anything. Grandmaster didn't seem to hear my words and turned a deaf ear to my questions."

Wang Ping digested this sentence and asked again: "You seem to have some guesses?"

"We seized the destiny of the world from the hands of the demon clan. When I was first promoted to the third realm, I explored countless demon clan ruins and got some vague answers."

Ruan Chunzi's tone seemed to be telling a story rather than narrating history, "When the demon clan ruled the world's destiny, our human race could only huddle in the southeastern sea. At that time, our biggest reliance was Zhenjun Yuanwu. He not only protected our The harvest also keeps us safe.”

"Until one day, Daozu came out of the chaotic sea and used his fragile soul to bring out seven secret techniques. When he passed the seven secret techniques to his seven disciples, he passed away."

After hearing this, Wang Ping frowned and said, "It's full of loopholes!"

"It is indeed full of loopholes, because in order to inherit the highest Xuanmen secret method, one's own strength needs to be at least the level of a true king." Ruan Chunzi said with a smile: "But all the demon clan relics are recorded in this way, and our own record only has one sentence Just words…”

He coughed lightly and imitated the tone of the storyteller and said: "Since the rise of humanity, the five sects of Xuanmen and the two sects of Tianmen have been side by side, and the human race has got rid of the cruel rule of the demon clan..."

After saying this, he smiled openly, "Then I thought about it. The world is established and humanity is so prosperous. What can we do even if we know the truth? Also, what you just said is right, the universe has already There are infinite five thousand years, and we are too insignificant.”

During the conversation between the two people, they had already flown over Changwen Mansion. Some second-level monks in the city sensed the presence of the two people. After checking their identities from a distance, they bowed from a distance and then stopped. After paying attention, the chaos in the city immediately improved.

Wang Ping stared at the vast land below and said: "Maybe only by advancing to a higher level can you grasp the truth. Mr. Xiaoshanfu may be as confused as you, or maybe he is unwilling to be trapped in his own world, so he wants to try Promote to the realm of true king."

"Everyone in the world admires him. His courage puts me to shame!"

Ruan Chunzi looked solemnly in the direction of the Liuxin Sect, and then looked at Wang Ping, "The disciples inherited from the Taiyan Sect are always so fearless. Back then, your ancestors actually planned to make everyone in the world into puppets. In order to stabilize spirituality, then Senior Yuxiao bravely braved the chaotic sea, and now there is Lord Xiaoshanfu who bets on the fate of the world for the elusive position of the True Lord."

Wang Ping did not answer when he heard this, and kept a noncommittal smile in the face of Ruan Chunzi's gaze.

Ruan Chunzi looked at Changwen Fucheng carefully and said, "I also know about the Mozhou Road incident, and I also drank your wine. Will you go north with me now, or will you have to wait for a while?"

(End of this chapter)