The beginning of the story: Tracing back to the empress, my qualifications to be the emperor

Chapter 129: Acupressure on Beidi; Flexible High Ponytail

In the Divine City, in the Ji Family Restaurant——

Suddenly, a powerful energy rushed out, bursting into a myriad of divine lights, like a door to the world opening, with a myriad of auspicious colors.

This is a very mysterious picture. It seems that a door to the world is opened above the sky. A golden ancient chariot flies out, and a tall figure stands on it, like a young emperor coming to the world.

"It's him, the ancient emperor Teng!"

"He really showed up in the City of God!"

Those saint-son-level figures exclaimed, and looked at the scene happening from afar in the city of gods with shocked expressions.

The golden ancient chariot rumbled and flew out. The figure on it had messy black hair, a face as sharp as a knife, bronze skin, a strong and powerful figure, and his whole body was covered in golden light that was as bright as snow, like the emperor of heaven descending to the earth.

In addition, around him, there were nine real dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine black tortoises, flashing divine light and transforming into the Four Symbols, surrounding him.

"Well, it looks good, but it's just a decoration!"

Looking at Wang Teng, the pretentious criminal who was even more pretentious than Ji Haoyue in the past, Mu Wushuang made this comment.

However, a fellow who is at the fifth level of the second-level immortal realm is surrounded by nine real dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine black tortoises and nine white tigers every time he appears. His display is even more ostentatious than that of a real emperor.

"Emperor's Holy Sword!"

Wang Teng's expression changed slightly, and the next moment a golden holy sword stabbed out. Strands of golden light were all over the sky, interweaving together, as if a golden continent was pressing down.

Wang Teng's cold eyes were like lightning, his long hair was flying, and the golden ripples turned into ripples, spreading rapidly with the sword in his hand as the center.

"Chichi!"

Seeing it spread, it rose up like water waves, surging in all directions silently. The hundreds of meters of space where the sword light was located was completely cracked. The cracks as thick as buckets spread like a spider web, and were about to cover Mu Wushuang.

"Certainly!"

A shout as if it came from the sky came out from Mu Wushuang's mouth. With infinite power, it directly tore the golden sword energy into pieces, and prevented the huge golden holy sword from moving forward even an inch.

At this moment, the Golden Holy Sword seemed to be blocked in space, just floating quietly in the sky.

"Little Emperor of Beiyuan, you tried your best!"

The next moment, a slender finger stretched out, as if it had turned into a magic sword, and directly pointed at the tip of the golden magic sword. The sword energy exploded, and only a muffled groan was heard.

"puff!"

Like the sound of magma burning the earth, in Wang Teng's eyes, the sword energy suddenly turned into a giant finger holding up the sky, like an ancient god who controlled the punishment of heaven and earth, judging a rebel on behalf of heaven and earth.

The fingers carried a tremendous force and pierced through Wang Teng's right hand holding the sword, crushing it into pieces, and even directly shattered the shadows of the four symbols around him.

"What a terrifying finger, what kind of move is this?"

"Hunyuan Finger!"

"It is rumored that the founder of Wanchu Holy Land once killed an ancient saint with one finger, and he used this supreme forbidden secret technique, Hunyuan Finger."

The crowd watching from a distance were all shocked and felt like their hearts were about to stop beating.

From the beginning of the battle to the end of the battle, Mu Wushuang reinterpreted to the world what it means to be the world's number one genius, the invincible God Emperor.

With just one finger, the Northern Emperor Wang Teng, who was known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, the number one person in Beiyuan, and who was said to have the potential to be a great emperor, was no longer able to fight. Even if the ancient emperor was reborn, the great emperor would only be able to sigh helplessly.

What is the world's number one genius? This is the world's number one genius.

Being invincible in the same realm is only the basic level of measuring a genius. Being able to decide life or death with a single blow, and beating the opponent so hard that he loses his temper and doesn't even have the strength to speak, is the real number one genius in the world.

Undoubtedly, Mu Wushuang, the young God Emperor who had only been born for a few years and was believed by people to have the potential to firmly establish himself as the world's number one genius, had done it.

He did it, but it almost shocked everyone.

"Donghuangmu Wushuang? Young God Emperor? I, Wang Teng, will never admit defeat!"

"One day, I will catch up with you and defeat you!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Wushuang spoke calmly:

"I will never consider an enemy defeated by me as my opponent—"

"I'll give you time to catch up until you're out of sight!"

Suddenly, an old figure appeared in the void, helped up the seriously injured Wang Teng, bowed to Mu Wushuang, and said:
"My child did not know the identity of the God Emperor and offended him. I hope the God Emperor will forgive him this time because Wang Chong is only nine years old."

"Don't worry, I'm too lazy to kill you. Just consider this Luan Gu Emperor Talisman as your way to redeem your life!"

Mu Wushuang was not interested in anything else on Wang Chong's body, so his free left hand reached out to his forehead.

"The Ancient Emperor Talisman? I can't give it to you. Let me go!"

Upon hearing that Mu Wushuang was going to snatch the Ancient Emperor Talisman that his elder brother Wang Teng gave him to save his life, Wang Chong struggled desperately like an ordinary child, shouting in dissatisfaction.

Mu Wushuang's left index finger glowed silver as it pointed toward Wang Chong's forehead.

Cracks appeared between Wang Chong's eyebrows, and blood oozed out. He looked pale and could not move.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful energy rushed out, and thousands of divine lights emanated from between Wang Chong's eyebrows, as if a door to the world had opened, with thousands of auspicious lights.

Immediately afterwards, a figure who looked like a replica of Wang Teng drove out in a golden chariot.

"Trouble." Looking at the divine consciousness that Wang Teng left in Wang Chong's body, Mu Wushuang didn't even look at it. He just waved his hand, and the divine consciousness that looked like Wang Teng himself turned into ashes.

"puff!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wang Teng, who had already been seriously injured by Mu Wushuang's previous finger attack, now fell into a complete coma.

However, at this moment, almost no one paid attention to Wang Teng, who fainted in the arms of the Wang family elder like a young lady.

"Shh!"

In Wang Chong's unwilling and frightened eyes, Mu Wushuang directly took out the Chaos Ancient Emperor Talisman hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows, wiped off the mark on it, and threw it to Feng Wan who had been standing quietly beside him.

"Xiao Wushuang, you should keep this life-saving treasure for yourself."

Feng Wan did not hesitate and handed the Chaos Emperor Talisman in his hand to Mu Wushuang again.

"No, I don't need it."

Mu Wushuang casually threw Wang Chong, who was unwilling but did not dare to shout anymore because he was afraid of him, aside, and left the place side by side with Feng Wan again.

Mu Wushuang and Feng Wan did not go to the Wanchu base in the Divine City, but went to another place.

Tianxuan Stone Archway!

Tianxuan Stone Archway was one of the top stone archways when the Tianxuan Holy Land was at its peak. But now it is no longer what it used to be and looks very dilapidated.

Mu Wushuang and the other person walked in. Feng Wan was very reserved. Long before they came, Mu Wushuang had briefly explained to her the details of the old man in front of them.

Great Sage of ancient times!
Such a realm is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the founder of the Wanchu Holy Land in the past.

Before meeting Mu Wushuang, she couldn't even imagine reaching such a state, but now, a powerful ancient sage actually appeared before her.

Walking into Tianxuan Stone Workshop, Mu Wushuang discovered that Wei Yi's condition at this moment was very strange, and he was about to break through.

He also felt a familiar aura on Wei Yi's body—the supreme origin of the Immortal Taoist.

That’s right, Wei Yi’s talent is naturally needless to say as he was able to become a great sage in the Dharma-Ending Age.

Gai Jiuyou probably did this because he wanted Wei Yi to become stronger as soon as possible.

After all, no one knows how long his retreat will last, so it would be better to let Wei Yi become stronger as soon as possible.

"Greetings, senior!" Mu Wushuang and Feng Wan stepped forward and bowed respectfully towards old man Wei Yi.

Wei Yi looked at Mu Wushuang and exclaimed, "You are truly a rare talent. I have lived for thousands of years and have never seen a genius like you."

It was too fast. In less than half a month, Mu Wushuang's realm had made another leap. Moreover, the vigorous energy and blood and the terrifying divine power in his body also shocked him.

What was even more shocking was that he found himself unable to see through Mu Wushuang even more.

If he could still get a glimpse of something when they met last time, this time it was like seeing flowers in the fog. Mu Wushuang's entire body was shrouded in thick fog.

No wonder even Gai Jiuyou, who was only one step away from becoming an emperor, resolutely placed his hopes on this young man in blue.

"Senior, I wonder how much you know about the ancient dragon cave and the immortal pond in Zhongzhou."

As soon as Mu Wushuang said this, Wei Yi's heart, which was as stagnant as water, was stirred up a little.

Wei Yi, who had lived for thousands of years, naturally understood Mu Wushuang's plan.

"When to set off?"

"In three days."

"it is good."

After agreeing on a time with Wei Yi, Mu Wushuang asked Wei Yi some questions about cultivation. Wei Yi was generous and gave him guidance and instruction one by one, which made Mu Wushuang suddenly enlightened.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. I will take my leave now."

Without disturbing him for too long, Mu Wushuang chose to say goodbye and leave.

Feng Wan, who had been following Mu Wushuang quietly, fell silent for a rare moment.

Most of the cultivation questions that Mu Wushuang had asked Wei Yi before were her own problems.

Therefore, rather than saying that it was Mu Wushuang who was asking for advice, it would be more accurate to say that Mu Wushuang was asking for advice from a powerful ancient sage on her behalf.

During this process, except for the initial daze, she did not miss a single word, listening to it all and pondering it carefully.

Mu Wushuang and Feng Wan left Tianxuan Stone Square side by side and strolled on the street.

Neither of them pointed it out, but they all understood it tacitly.

"Xiao Wushuang, I can achieve Dao of Slashing within a year."

As they walked, Feng Wan suddenly spoke in a serious tone, as if he was making a promise to Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "Don't be in a hurry to break through in your cultivation, take your time."

"it is good!"

For the first time, Feng Wan discovered that Mu Wushuang was growing very fast and was now much taller than her.

She looked up at Mu Wushuang, and the high ponytail on her back fluttered in the breeze, as if telling her that she was in a good mood at the moment.

(End of this chapter)