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Chapter 145 Of course, I die
In the territory of the former Wu Kingdom, a remote mountain town.

An old man in his seventies was practicing in his garden under the moonlight.

What he practices is the simple body tempering technique, which is one of the basic skills of martial arts. It is most suitable for the elderly to practice. It is used to get rid of the impurities in the body that have been silent for many years, and gradually strengthen his bones.

This old man has been practicing Body Tempering Technique for two months. From the past, he could only walk with the aid of a cane, to now he can work in the fields, and travel dozens of miles a day to meet old friends in neighboring towns. The change is not insignificant.

His plan for today was to practice for two hours, but just halfway through, a guest walked in from his door.

The old man is just an ordinary mortal, but he can tell at a glance that the guest in front of him is a member of the fairy sect.

Because this guest's whole body was glowing with golden light, martial arts would not be golden, let alone those cultivators from the evil sect.

"Xianjia, are you here to stay overnight? It just so happens that the old family members have all gone out, and there are many vacant rooms. If you don't mind, you can stay with me."

The old man didn't know the concept of golden light all over his body. He thought that this guest, like a mortal, needed to rest on the way, so he greeted him warmly.

This guest is naturally Xu Yuan, to be precise, one of Xu Yuan's projections.

Xu Yuan looked at the old man in front of him, with gray hair, but a tall and straight figure, with the word hope in his eyes.

"Thank you, but I'm not staying overnight, I'm here to take back your martial arts."

"Take back my martial arts?"

The old man said strangely: "Guest, I bought my martial arts classics with money. Although they are not expensive, they are still at the market price. After that, I also cultivated by myself, and never asked for help from Xianmen."

From the old man's point of view, the premise of taking it back has been given, since Xianmen has never given it to him, how can we talk about taking it back?

"Martial arts are not tolerated by heaven and earth, so they are withdrawn." Xu Yuan explained.

The old man didn't understand, but he also knew that he must have no ability to resist, so he smiled wryly: "Xianjia, if you take back my martial arts cultivation, then I will die. I am a dying person, because It is only through martial arts that I can continue my life, without martial arts, you are killing me."

"Then it's dead."

The old man was astonished, and couldn't help saying: "Are you really a member of the immortal sect? You can't be pretending to be an evil sect, right?"

"I am the chief disciple of Qingyuan, Xu Yuan."

"Qingyuan? Don't lie to me, Qingyuan will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"You are not innocent."

"Why is this old man not innocent?"

The old man became excited, and said: "I have never done anything bad in my life. When I arrived, I thought that God gave me this martial art, and it was my reward for keeping my conscience all my life. But when the time came, I would take it back after giving it to me. I renew my life, but I want to take my life again, is this a reward? This is torture!"

"You are right, but the fact is that martial arts must be withdrawn."

Xu Yuan stopped talking, raised his hand and dropped a golden ball on the old man's head.

Before the old man could react in the future, he was already unconscious on the ground, and the blood in his whole body was depleted by the golden ball.

After three breaths, Xu Yuan looked at the old man who fell on the ground, and built a cemetery for him on the spot with the holy method of Qingling, and buried him.

……

"Wu'an Mausoleum, Wu'an Mausoleum, I have created martial arts with you for decades, helped you build a country, and helped you manage it. Is this how you repay me?"

On the border of Wu Kingdom, a middle-aged man looked at the broken national boundary monument and cried bitterly: "I told you a long time ago, we must take advantage of the unpreparedness of Xianmen to expand quickly, the law does not blame the public, the law does not blame the public Don’t you understand the truth? But you, insist on stopping me, now it’s all right, you’re gone in a blink of an eye, and our Wu Kingdom is also finished, it’s over!”

This person is Zhang Yan, one of the first partners of Wu'an Mausoleum, and the former Grand Marshal of the Wu Kingdom. His cultivation has reached the fifth level of martial arts.

Just yesterday, he received the news of the fall of Wu'an Mausoleum, and had a final discussion with that national teacher to spread martial arts throughout the five continents, and even arranged for people to go to the four continents of the evil gate to preach.

He sees farther than Wu'an Mausoleum, and he knows that if Wu'an Mausoleum is given another ten years, Wu'an Mausoleum will not be afraid of anyone in the Immortal Sect.But at this time, Wu Kingdom seems to be prosperous, but in fact there are many hidden dangers.

In this case, if you want to keep the martial art and the Wu country, you must continue to expand the size of the Wu country.

They won't be considered successful until this scale makes Xianmen afraid and dare not take action easily.

But Wu Anling disagreed, thinking that it would be enough to have three medium-sized countries plus one big country, and further expansion would cause people to misunderstand that martial arts are meant to unify the world, and it is not easy to spread martial arts.

On the surface, they responded to Wu'an Mausoleum, but they still maintained their expansion in private.

But he didn't expect that Xianmen would attack so quickly and without warning.

A few days ago, he just invited Wu Anling to go to Wan Yao Country to create martial arts, but within a few days, he beheaded him in his own palace.

The fact that Xianmen decides life and death without rules is also the main reason why Zhang Yan opposes Xianmen.

"The evil sect preys on the weak and the strong, but it is upright. The immortal sect looks fancy, but in reality? The powerful control everything, and the weak can only obey the decision. Is there any difference between this and the evil sect? If there is, it is hypocrisy and disgusting."

Zhang Yan looked at the stone tablet in front of him, as if looking at the tombstone of Wu'an Mausoleum, and cried, "How many times have I told you, why don't you believe me? Why? Just because that Xu Yuan helped you get Shuwu back then? Stupid , stupid!"

Zhang Yan cried sadly, a golden light fell from the sky with such a great force that he stopped crying.

"Who?"

Zhang Yan stood up suddenly, his body was full of energy and blood, and he clenched his hands into fists, making preparations for the battle.

"I'm Xu Yuan."

Xu Yuan was wrapped in golden light, looked at Zhang Yan, and said, "Are you Marshal Zhang Yan of Wu Kingdom?"

"Exactly." Without fear, Zhang Yan said with hatred, "Did An Ling be killed by you?"

Xu Yuan shook his head: "No."

Zhang Yan said: "Then get out, I'm going to seek revenge on the person who killed An Ling!"

"You won't see him because you're going to die today."

"You're going to kill me?"

Zhang Yan said grimly: "It's fine, anyway, every good thing in Xianmen. Now that An Ling is dead, I don't have to worry about anything!"

After all, the blood in Zhang Yan's body was like a nuclear bomb explosion, his body size also swelled a bit, and the realm of martial arts continued to improve, and he was already approaching the coercion of the Yuanjing of the Immortal Gate.

"break!"

Xu Yuan didn't do anything fancy, just spit it out once.

Then, 360 sword qi were drawn in the void, and the sword qi was like silk, piercing Zhang Yan's meridians in an instant.

Zhang Yan thought he could stop it, but the sharp sword energy penetrated into his body within a finger distance, and connected with each other at the same time, like a dam intercepting the flow, sealing all the blood energy in his body.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Xu Yuan asked.

"Where did I go wrong?"

"For selfish desires, expand territory, spread martial arts, and mess up the world."

Zhang Yan was sealed, but his spirit remained undiminished: "Heh, how many people in this world are enshrined as kings and ministers, who didn't come up by stepping on other people's corpses. Since everyone is like this, then what's wrong with me helping my friends to build a country? And this martial art was created by An Ling, he wants to teach others, what's wrong?"

"Martial arts shorten the lifespan of heaven and earth, and take away the vitality of all living beings. Isn't that wrong?"

"Without us, the world is nothing but nothingness. We are sentient beings. What is wrong with us spending our own money?"

"Blindfolded."

Xu Yuan didn't speak any more, smashed Zhang Yan's body with one palm, sealed his soul, and put him under this Wuguo stele forever, without reincarnation.

He looked at the stele of his Wu Kingdom and said to himself:
"You're right, and he's right. Since no one is wrong, then I become a fairy queen, Wu'an Ling lives, you live, martial arts live, and everyone lives.

Of course, I die. "

(End of this chapter)