After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

"Sister Qin Ge just doesn't have the talent for cultivation, otherwise she would be an unparalleled beauty in this prosperous Tang Dynasty capital. Fortunately, Brother Qin Ming is here."

Yuwen Nanyue said, as the image of another person already appeared in her mind.

He once challenged several martial arts schools in the capital with a single sword, fought against several prodigies from the Great Tang Academy, and even defeated several senior experts who were of higher rank.

He is now the number one prodigy in Shengjing.

He was also the object of countless women's romantic pursuits in Shengjing, and she was one of them.

A woman's stunning beauty is not always a blessing, especially for someone who is merely a companion to a scholar. However, because of Qin Ming's influence, no one in the entire capital dared to touch Qin Ge.

"It seems like he hasn't visited Sister Qin Ge in a long time."

She nodded, a troubled look on her face, and finally left the courtyard.

After she left, bunches of flowers bloomed in a small corner of the courtyard, and birds began to circle around.

A hundred flowers bloom, a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix!

They all surrounded Qin Ge, moving in sync with the music.

Aside from Qin Ming, no one else knew that this woman, who seemed to play music every day, had already reached the Divine Platform Realm, a cultivation level higher than Qin Ming's.

He is a true prodigy, the number one young talent in Shengjing.

All things are born!

This piece of music was further modified by Lin Fan, who incorporated some of his insights into the philosophy of life, making it a timeless masterpiece.

Qin Ge's cultivation improved steadily with each performance, even faster than Qin Ming's.

Great Tang Imperial Court!

This is the gathering place of all the geniuses in Qingzhou, and also one of the foundations of the Great Tang Dynasty. Many human powerhouses live in seclusion here, and even a sweeper may be a powerhouse of the Divine Power or Creation Realm.

In the training ground, everyone was watching the young man in the middle.

The young man, sword in hand, was locked in combat with a National Academy teacher at the Divine Platform Realm. With each strike, lightning crackled around him, making him appear as if he had transformed into a bolt of lightning.

"boom!"

With a single sword strike, the young man retreated ten steps and stood facing the distant teacher from the National Academy. The teacher had also retreated several steps, his breathing somewhat disordered, and looked at Qin Ming with a shocked expression.

"Teacher, I lost."

Before he could speak, Qin Ming said.

He was slightly taken aback, and just as he was about to speak, Qin Ming gave him a slight bow, turned around, and left.

Those in the training ground stared at Qin Ming's retreating figure, unable to recover for a long time.

"I have a feeling that the royal army has lost."

Someone said.

"It is said that Senior Brother Qin Ming's strongest sword came from the tree branch at his waist. Master Li was defeated by that sword."

"An elder once said that Senior Brother Qin Ming used that tree branch as his natal sword. When Senior Brother Qin Ming's cultivation level is higher, that tree branch will transform into an unparalleled sword."

"He's nurturing that branch, nurturing a sword."

……

They said that Qin Ming was too strong, so strong that the younger generation of the National Academy could hardly breathe, and they were no longer surprised by anything that happened to him.

Wang Shi watched Qin Ming's departing figure, and after a long while, he smiled.

"That kid."

"A loss is a loss. I, Wang Li, am not someone who can't accept defeat. You truly deserve the dean's high regard. Even I, an old man, can't withstand someone at the Core Formation stage."

"The Human Emperor has fallen, Qingzhou is in turmoil, and the crisis for the human race is imminent. I only hope that you will grow up quickly."

He shook his head, not dejected by the defeat, but rather beaming with joy.

This is the National Academy, the future excavation site for the Qingzhou human race.

Not only aristocratic families, but also many teachers from the National Academy were conscripted into the army. Everyone understood that a huge crisis was brewing in the seemingly peaceful Qingzhou.

Even with reinforcements from other continents of the human race, there is still a risk of annihilation.

The older generation is carrying the burden now, but the future must rely on these young people from the National Academy.

Inside the cultivation room, Qin Ming took out the branch. At this moment, the branch seemed to have shed the dust of the mortal world, revealing an indescribable Daoist charm.

Lin Fan once asked him if he needed him to forge a sword, but he said no, and took out this branch, saying that this was his sword.

Lin Fan nodded and infused the Daoist energy into the branch.

What appears to be an ordinary tree branch actually contains two of Lin Fan's Great Daos: the Dao of Sword and the Dao of Thunder, with the two sword Daos even showing signs of merging.

"If you can comprehend the swordsmanship here and one day grasp even a trace of its essence, you will have entered the path. At that time, I will explain to you the method of fusion of the Great Dao."

These were Lin Fan's words, and Qin Ming always kept them in mind.

Can the Great Dao still be merged?

He had never heard of it before. He had only just entered the level of "intention" and the Dao was still far from him, let alone the fusion with the Great Dao.

As far as he knew, to truly enter the Tao, one had to reach the level of a saint.

Holy!

He couldn't help but look towards that place, the location of the library.

Has the gentleman reached that level yet?

He had seen the tomb behind the library and read the epitaph on it, knowing that it was the tomb of the Human Emperor. The Human Emperor's body disappeared that day, but in fact, it was buried behind the library by the Master.

The Emperor must have met with you before his death and made some promises with you.

If humanity is in grave danger, will you, sir, intervene?

No, sir, you will definitely take action!

In Xishan, at the library, pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the stone path is covered with vines and branches, making it seem even more secluded and tranquil.

The library stands there.

No one could have imagined that there was a human saint inside.

Three years have passed. Only the oldest beings in this Xuanhuang Great World can truly determine how strong Lin Fan is.

"I'm almost finished reading the book."

Lin Fan put down a book, looked at the library on the first floor, and shook his head slightly.

He's probably going to go out for a trip soon; how can a scholar be without books?

But there's one more thing to do before I leave.

He'd waited three years; it was time for him to come.

Outside the Western Hills, a young man had been standing in front of the mountain for a long time. Just by standing there, he exuded an indescribable sense of honor.

He had no one following him, yet he seemed to have the presence of ten thousand followers.

It was as if the entire Tang Dynasty was standing behind them.

Peak of the Core Formation Realm!

His cultivation level was even a level higher than Qin Ming's, and they were about the same age, but there were no rumors about him in Shengjing, or rather, people dared not speculate about him.

He is Li Yu, the current ruler of the Tang Dynasty.

He remembered the Emperor's dying words: if the Tang Dynasty is in danger, come here; if he feels that no one in the world can be trusted, come here. His name is Lin Fan, and he is the one entrusted with the care of the young Emperor.

He had simply looked up information about Lin Fan.

He is not old and is the last son of the Prince of Zhennan. It is said that he dislikes cultivation and can only study. Can such a person really become the support of the entire Tang Dynasty?

His eyes held doubt and confusion, and it wasn't until the sun was setting that he stepped into the mountains and headed towards the library.

Regardless, he believed in the Human Emperor, his father.