Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 490: The Hundred-Year Martial Arts Road! (Two in One)

In the West Garden of the Palace, a lake flows under the pavilions, with clusters of flowers on both sides. The gentle breeze blows, blowing up many fallen leaves and petals, which float into the lake and decorate it.

Many koi fish at the bottom of the lake poked their heads out, opened their mouths, and swallowed the flowers and leaves.

There is a rockery waterfall not far away, with the sound of water gurgling. Being in this garden really makes people relax and feel peaceful.

Song Changming changed into a looser, dark-colored robe with home patterns and sat leaning against the pavilion, occasionally looking at the waterfall and sometimes looking at the many ornamental fish in the water that looked great.

But his mind was not on appreciating the scenery.

"With my current strength, I have a chance of defeating a martial arts master who has reached the late stage of cultivation. However, the strength of a master in the late stage of cultivation varies greatly, so I may not be able to defeat him."

Song Changming was carefully thinking about his current true strength and what level of cultivation he was at.

The battle with Situ Ming made him believe that even without using a knife and with only bare hands, he already possessed the strength of a late-stage Grandmaster!

Once he makes his move, his strength will only get stronger, not to mention that he has even stronger trump cards and killer moves that have yet to be revealed.

Now his true strength is definitely not weak even among the late-stage masters.

He was confident that he could defeat Situ Ming. So, it should be the same when facing King Cui, who had not been in the later realm for long. If they really fought, he would be confident that he could win!
With this comparison, Song Changming's current strength is indeed terrifyingly strong.

Even if we look at the entire group of kings, his personal strength is definitely among the top, even among the best.

Thinking of this, Song Changming felt a different kind of emotion.

"A hundred years have passed in this life, and I never thought that I could reach such a high level in the martial arts."

The realm of grandmaster, a grandmaster of a generation!
It seemed that if he stretched his neck again, he would be able to see what the end of martial arts would be like.

Looking back on the road he had traveled, during the Dahan period, what he saw was that those so-called top masters in the martial arts world were nothing more than warriors who had initially mastered the ways of refining and controlling Qi.

After that, during the change of dynasties and the Dalai period, he glimpsed the innate realm and thought that was the pinnacle of martial arts.

But after arriving at the Ancient Yuan Kingdom, he realized that the innate realm was just at the foot of another peak.

Now, he looked up and saw that the Grandmaster realm was the pinnacle of the human race's military power in the three states, and it was the strongest fighting force that could intimidate the demon race.

And now, he already is!
There have been occasional setbacks and obstacles on the hundred-year journey of martial arts, but most of the time it has been smooth sailing, which is just the result of accumulation over time.

This is all thanks to his hard work, as well as his rock-hard perseverance and determination!

"As for the panel and the like, it's just icing on the cake." Song Changming muttered to himself. He was so thick-skinned that he had already trained himself to be invulnerable to swords and spears, and not to be hurt by lightning or fire.

Thinking of this, another person suddenly appeared in Song Changming's mind.

It was the human emperor, Emperor Yun, who sat high on the throne in the Cloud Palace.

He couldn't help but wonder, how powerful must the Yun Emperor, who had always been high and mighty, be to be able to command the thirty-six kings of Yunzhou?

Is it also the late stage of Grandmaster? The perfect Grandmaster? Or even stronger?

Since it was disrespectful to spy on the emperor, Song Changming never asked Queen Cui privately.

He had met Emperor Yun three times in total, but each time he only felt that there was an unusual aura lingering around Emperor Yun, as if he were an immortal or god, with an overwhelming aura, and seemed extremely mysterious and impossible to detect.

This is a quality he cannot feel in other martial arts masters.

He didn't know whether it was the result of the treasure hidden in Emperor Yun's body, or Emperor Yun's unique physique, or his high level of cultivation.
He couldn't see through Emperor Yun, so he couldn't regard Emperor Yun as a goal to catch up with or even surpass.

But this is not a big deal, after all, there are only three human emperors in the world.

Wind Emperor, Miao Emperor, Cloud Emperor.

He had no interest in becoming the fourth human emperor, so naturally he would not emulate these emperors.

The God-Eating Sword placed on the stone table beside it now exuded a deep aura.

That viciousness is impossible to ignore.

Snapped!
Song Changming grabbed the hilt of the long sword with his big hand, and a huge force burst out, as if to force the evil back.

In this fight in the clouds, the ferocious sword spirit monster felt extremely disappointed and dissatisfied that Song Changming did not use it to kill everyone.

"It will only take a few days." Song Changming said lightly.

It’s not like he hadn’t thought about drawing his sword during the fight in the clouds, but this God-Devouring Sword was too vicious and extremely powerful.

He was afraid that if he wasn't paying attention, he would chop someone to death with a single blow.

Even though those martial arts masters seem to be very powerful and are the best in martial arts selected from all over the place, it is hard to say whether they can survive a round under Song Changming's sword.

There was no way, Song Changming, holding a knife, had too much attack power.

The next day, Song Changming was planning to go out for a walk.

He had been to Yundi City several times, but he always came with a mission, came in a hurry, and left in a hurry. He had almost no chance to wander around leisurely like he was now.

It's not that he was unwilling, but the emperor had ordered that the kings of various places were not allowed to have close contacts with the imperial city.

As the Grand Marshal of the army of King Cui, Song Changming and his close confidants were also not allowed to stay in the imperial city for a long time to avoid gossip.

"Lord Song is going out. Do you need me to prepare a carriage for you?" When the old steward learned that Song Changming was going out of the house, he immediately came over and asked respectfully.

"No need, I can walk by myself." Song Changming waved his hand.

Those kings and ministers have to pay attention to their status and appearance when they go out, but he doesn't care about these.

He was just looking around and appreciating the scenery of the imperial city.

The old steward also wanted to call a few followers for Song Changming to use when he was away, but Song Changming refused.

Seeing this, the old steward said no more.

Song Changming, wearing a slightly loose black patterned robe and empty-handed, walked out of Prince Cui's Mansion alone and casually.

Yundi City is extremely large, standing on a giant island on the sea. Outside the city is surrounded by clouds, mountains and fog, and the spiritual energy is abundant. The city is spacious and has many buildings and thousands of roofs. The distance from east to west is more than a hundred miles!
The Cuiwang Mansion is located close to the Yunzhong Palace. This place is more solemn and dignified, with stone lions, dragon pillars, and soldiers patrolling non-stop.

Some people came to pay homage at the jade steps, but under the watchful eyes of the garrisoned soldiers, they did not dare to make too much noise.

Song Changming didn't need to check in at the Yunzhong Palace, but walked straight out.

When someone saw him, they didn't take him seriously at first, thinking he was just a handsome young man from a wealthy family.

But soon, someone noticed that although Song Changming seemed to be walking slowly, his speed was strangely fast.

As if the distance could be shortened to an inch, in the blink of an eye, Song Changming disappeared from the street.

The Imperial City does not allow ordinary warriors to fly in the air, so even Song Changming can only walk.

Of course, he could cover dozens or even hundreds of meters in one step. As long as he wanted, he didn't need to measure his speed by common sense. Soon, he arrived at a bustling downtown area.

"Jellyfish Stone, Jellyfish White Essence Stone, first come first served, all are top-grade treasures, selling with tears, fifty low-grade spirit crystals a piece!"

"Qingtian fish roe, one ounce and five mid-grade spirit crystals, selling at a low price!"

"Big fin dragon fish, freshly caught today, the highest bidder wins, if it's less than twenty mid-grade spirit crystals, I'll eat it myself!"

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Song Changming looked around and saw that, not to mention the magnificent commercial buildings and treasure pavilions, there were actually quite a few good things on the street stalls that could be seen everywhere.

Some of them were so attractive to Song Changming that he wanted to buy some.

He also discovered that the people in this imperial city were truly wealthy, with many rich families. The purchasing power of any passerby he saw far exceeded that of the Cuibai main city where he settled.

The phenomenon of using ordinary paper money for transactions is actually rare.

Most of them are spirit coins made from broken crystals, and some are even traded directly with spirit crystals. Originally, it was thought that this was something that ordinary people would not dare to think about, but now Song Changming has broadened his horizons.

The ordinary people in the imperial city are not ordinary at all!

Song Changming saw with his own eyes a fisherman with dark tanned skin, holding a Qiankun bag in his hand, pouring out some spirit crystals and spirit coins from it, just to give change to the buyers.

From then on, Song Changming had a clearer and more intuitive impression of the prosperity of the imperial city.

The sea of ​​spiritual energy has created an extremely rich resource here. Almost everyone has escaped poverty. People from all walks of life are highly paid. Residents do not have to worry about food and clothing. What they pursue is a higher class and goal.

"Under such environmental conditions, it's no wonder that these outstanding martial arts masters were born." Song Changming muttered in his heart.

He was referring to Situ Ming, Bai Qing and Hua Qing Chi. As the three giants during the fight in Yunzhong, these three people all came from Yundi City and were born and raised here.

In contrast, the entourage brought by the major kings were not as good as these three. Only Song Changming was relatively unique and could compete with these three on the same level.

In addition, there are many powerful masters in Yundi City, and many masters who have not appeared in the world are no weaker than the kings in various places!
Moreover, even the thirty-six kings were originally from Yundi City and were powerful men under the command of Yundi.

It can only be said that it is much easier for this imperial city to nurture martial arts masters than any other place in Yunzhou. This is due to the spiritual environment, plus the huge advantages brought about by the governance of Emperor Yun, which cannot be compared with other places.

Even in the land of three thousand sacred mountains, there are few mountain sects with rich spiritual energy that can compare with this imperial city!
"I want this bigfin dragonfish." Song Changming saw at a glance the rich spiritual power contained in the body of this fish. If used for cultivation, it would be a top-notch ingredient.

Spiritual power can be used to cultivate the master's essence and blood, and the essence of blood and flesh can be used to refine the body and sacrifice the witch seal.

He also didn't expect that such good things would appear so casually on street stalls.

"Sir, you know what's good. This is a hot commodity. You wouldn't have seen it if you had come a little later. Twenty mid-grade spirit crystals are at a very reasonable price." The seller was dressed like a fisherman. He smiled and looked very honest.

"Hmm." Song Changming was about to try the fish and was about to take out the spirit crystal when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"Hey, Brother Song, why are you here?" A carriage suddenly stopped on the street. In front of the carriage, four handsome black horses snorted.

Everyone was shocked, and most people on the street subconsciously fell silent.

Anyone who can ride four horses in this imperial city must be a top-notch dignitary, and they cannot afford to offend him.

Song Changming turned around and saw a man walking out of the carriage.

It was Situ Ming.

Today, Situ Ming was wearing a navy blue suit, with his broad hands tucked into his sleeves and a jade crown on his head. He looked polite, gentle and elegant, completely different from the hot-blooded warrior he was during the fight in the clouds. He was like a completely different person.

Situ Ming walked closer and immediately saw the largefin dragonfish in front of Song Changming.

"Brother Song, are you buying fish?" Situ Ming asked with some surprise.

The fisherman's heart tightened. Although he looked honest, he was not without thoughts.

Seeing Situ Ming coming over and recognizing Song Changming, he immediately offered the fish in his hand.

"I was blind and didn't know you were coming. I'm offering this fish to you."

Song Changming didn't expect that Situ Ming's mere appearance could have such a deterrent effect. The fisherman said he didn't want twenty mid-grade spirit crystals, which made it clear that he wanted to give him the fish for free.

"Brother Situ, are you usually a bully who walks around in the streets?" Song Changming couldn't help but complain.

"Uh," Situ Ming denied immediately, "It's unfair. I usually practice cultivation, but I have never done anything like this."

He is indeed not that bored, and with his status, it is impossible for him to deliberately oppress these ordinary people.

It's just that the status of the powerful is too high, and they can easily decide the life and death of ordinary people. Their deterrent power is too strong, so the fisherman is so afraid of Situ Ming.

In fact, he didn't know who Situ Ming was. He only knew that anyone who could ride in such a luxurious carriage was definitely not someone he could afford to offend.

Although losing a precious fish was extremely painful, it was better than offending a powerful person like Situ Ming.

Song Changming took the fish, and then twenty medium-grade spirit crystals fell neatly on the fisherman's stall.

"This..." The fisherman looked at Song Changming, then at Situ Ming beside him.

"Why are you always looking at me, you bastard? I can't eat you just by doing your business." Situ Ming couldn't help but say.

"Ah, yes, yes." The fisherman saw the two men leave. After a long time, he put away Song Changming's mid-grade spirit crystal and let out a long sigh.

"so far so good."

The fisherman smiled again.

With this money, he can help his eldest son go further in martial arts.

Such spiritual fish are not available every day, and even a fisherman may not be able to catch one in a whole year. To him, it is extremely precious.

"Good things happen every year, and this year they come to my home"

The fisherman hurriedly packed up his stall, pocketed the spirit crystal and headed for a fishing port outside the city, eager to tell his family the good news.

"Brother Song, do you want to eat fish?" Situ Ming asked.

"I was just walking around today and accidentally saw this fish. I haven't tasted it before, so I wanted to buy some to try." Song Changming explained.

"The bigfin dragonfish can indeed be served on the table, but its quality is average, not top quality. If Brother Song wants it, I can ask my family to send you some of the best quality ones." Situ Ming said immediately.

"I appreciate your kindness, Brother Situ. It won't be a bother for you." Song Changming declined politely.

Before leaving, Prince Cui had instructed his subjects to avoid getting too deeply involved with the families of the imperial capital's officials.

Although sending some spirit fish was nothing, Song Changming tried his best to avoid it.

He only needs to interact with Situ Ming in front of him. As for the Situ family behind him, it is better for him to have less contact with them.

(End of this chapter)