Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Song Xuan said with a hint of meaning, "The fact that I'm favored by heaven and earth is also due to my love for the house and my dog."

He said this in a subtle way, but Ye Gucheng was such a smart man that he immediately understood what Song Xuan meant.

This era will be the era of Song Qian, the girl of destiny!

If you follow your destiny, your future achievements will definitely not be low!

"What on earth are you two riddlers talking about?"

Victoria Song was a little angry. Listening to the conversation between the two, she felt like she had become mentally retarded. Could she say something that she could understand with her intelligence?

Seeing that Song Qian was a little annoyed, Song Xuan laughed and said, "It's nothing, it just means that you are born lucky and have long-lasting fortune!"

"Hey, I won't argue with you if you say that!"

Victoria Song said happily, "I'm really lucky. Everything has gone smoothly for me since I was a child and I've never encountered any setbacks. I have my parents to protect me at home and my brother to look after me when I go out. I'm also beautiful and good at martial arts. I'm definitely the winner in life!"

The more she talked, the happier Victoria Song became, and she did not hide the smug look on her face at all.

As she spoke, she clasped her hands together, smiled sweetly at the blue sky, and bowed.

"Thank you, God, for your kindness. Please love me more in the future. I love you!"

Looking at the playful and cute Song Qian, Ye Gucheng began to understand why she could become the girl of destiny.

She is sweet-mouthed, cute and knows how to act coquettishly. If I were God, I would probably smile like an auntie right now, right?

After spending so much time together, Ye Gucheng's biggest feeling about Song Qian is that this woman is very free and easy in her dealings with others, knows when to advance and retreat, is well-behaved and sensible, and is not clingy. To put it simply, she is - not pretentious!

Not pretentious, not artificial, and not lagging behind.

Perhaps, it is because of these qualities that she can become the girl of destiny chosen by the will of heaven and earth?

"Brother, take a look at this secret book, it seems to be a magic skill!"

After thanking heaven and earth, Song Qian handed the secret book she had found to Song Xuan and looked at him expectantly.

Song Xuan flipped through it and nodded, "Yes, it is indeed a book of magic skills. Speaking of which, my brother and I are really destined to be with the Demon Cult. We have obtained more than one or two books of the Demon Cult's skills."

Ye Gucheng also read it and frowned, saying, "These demonic techniques are powerful, but they are too extreme to practice. They have obvious advantages and disadvantages, and are not suitable for you and me to practice."

The Dead Wood Magic Art is one of the secret martial arts of the evil sect in Gu Long's martial arts novel Royal Sword, and is as famous as the Fossil Magic Art and the Iron Chewing Magic Art.

When this skill is practiced to a high level, the person who practices this magic skill will have all seven emotions and six desires completely numb, and his actions cannot be judged by common sense.

When one has practiced to 70% or 80% of the level, his whole body will be as hard as wood, and ordinary weapons will have difficulty in hurting him. When one has practiced to perfection, even the most powerful weapons will be invulnerable.

Moreover, the feminine energy condensed by this magic skill is extremely vicious. Even if a congenital warrior accidentally gets a little bit of it, he will be unknowingly harmed. Ordinary warriors will die if they touch it, without any chance of luck.

It is remarkable that Mu Langjun could cultivate this magic skill to the master level, but unfortunately, his luck was really bad as he met a pervert like Song Xuan.

Whether it is the Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu, a heavenly-level martial art, the method of refining the acupoints, or the Purple Blood Method, they all have a strong restraining power on the feminine energy of the Dead Wood Magic Art.

Seriously speaking, it really seems like God sent this guy to give Song Qian the secret tips.

The Sacred Heart Technique that Song Qian mainly practices is a variation of the water-based martial arts, while the Dead Wood Magic Art is a magical art that mainly practices the power of wood among the five elements.

Gold creates water, water creates wood. Ordinary magic techniques are not suitable for Song Qian to practice, but this dead wood magic technique, combined with the practice of the Sacred Heart Sutra, may really have miraculous effects.

Of course, it doesn’t matter even if Victoria Song can’t practice.

Song Xuan said that Erni cannot practice, but he, Song Xuan, can!

The main feature of Chunyang Wuji Tongzi Kungfu is to be inclusive of everything and to eliminate the dross while retaining the essence!

Chapter 265 What a mess!

Song Xuan was in a good mood after picking up a magical skill book for free.

Song Qian, an expert at touching corpses, completed her task, wiped her hands with satisfaction, and then kicked Mu Langjun's corpse away.

"I can't understand this guy's train of thought. He dares to come to us and snoop for information. How confident is he in his own abilities?"

Song Xuan said, "There's a saying in the martial arts world: the most dangerous place is the safest. I guess this person thinks so."

Ye Gucheng chuckled twice, "This principle is not wrong, but as more and more people in the martial arts world know about it, this principle becomes wrong.

Experience is important in life, but you can't blindly rely on it. If you can't make the right judgment based on the specific situation and rely solely on past experience to handle things, you will only end up in a dead end!

Song Qian seemed to understand and nodded, "In that case, Mu Langjun's death wasn't unjust. Of the three of us, I was the easiest to kill, but he chose the most powerful one. I admire him!"

Song Xuan and Ye Gucheng looked at each other.

Come on.

Even if Mr. Mu chooses both of us, it will still not be your turn.

I have great luck, you think I'm joking.

......

A lot has happened in the martial arts world recently.

In addition to the Xuanyiwei's re-establishment of the rules and regulations of the martial arts world, the most talked-about event nowadays is the story of the white-clothed man in the East China Sea.

In the past month, this man in white from the East China Sea rose from the East China Sea and fought his way to the Central Plains. Wherever he went, no hero in the martial arts world could match him. He seemed to be able to sweep across the martial arts world of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The latest news is that a man in white has arrived in the Western Regions and challenged the owner of the White Camel Villa, the poisonous old man Ouyang Feng.

Such a decisive battle between masters is naturally a grand event in the martial arts world. Countless people from all over the Southern Song Dynasty rushed to the Western Regions just to have a glimpse of it.

The place of this battle was not Mount Hua. The man in white chose Mount Zhongnan.

After learning the location of the battle, Song Xuan frowned subconsciously.

Because when he first came to the Southern Song Dynasty, his initial plan was to practice hard in Zhongnan Mountain for several years. The man in white specifically chose this place. Could it be that he had some plan?

After walking for several days, they finally arrived at the outskirts of Zhongnan Mountain.

The situation in this area is very complicated.

Within a thousand miles of Mount Zhongnan, there are many tribal groups. Although they are nominally citizens of the Great Zhou, they are actually independent of each other. The ruling power of the imperial court has long since ceased to radiate here.

As a result, large-scale armed conflicts often occur between ethnic groups here.

For example, along the way, Song Xuan and his companions had seen more than once that the two large ethnic groups, the Mongols and the Jin people, were fighting each other. These were large-scale fights involving tens of thousands of people, and the situation was almost like a war.

"It's such a mess!" Victoria Song sighed.

Ye Gucheng chuckled twice, "These tribes only chose to submit because they were intimidated by the might of the Great Zhou. Deep down, they were unwilling to submit.

If the imperial court had always maintained its strength, they might have been more obedient, but in recent years, the imperial court's control over the local areas has been declining year by year. These ethnic groups are still tribes in name, but in reality they are no different from small countries.

They would fight over land, water, population, cattle and sheep, and the local governor would turn a blind eye to it.

For local officials of the Southern Song Dynasty, as long as these tribal groups did not directly raise the banner of rebellion, the government would wish them to fight each other and cause more deaths.

Those who cannot collect taxes are never considered human beings in the eyes of the government!"

Song Xuan nodded and didn't say much.

If it were the Southern Song Dynasty in Chinese history, it would be the time when the Mongolians began to rise. Later, under the leadership of Genghis Khan, the Mongols swept across everything and became a terrifying force that swept across the Eurasian continent.

But in this world of martial arts, no one cares about these so-called ethnic disputes, such as Genghis Khan and Temujin.

Even when Ye Gucheng talked about the conflicts between different ethnic groups, he only used the word "chaos" to describe it. No one took these small ethnic groups seriously.

There is no way. In the world of martial arts, a person's fighting strength is the decisive force that determines the overall situation of the world.

The real decision-making power in this world has always been in the hands of the top grandmasters.

Even though he is the Son of Heaven, nominally the ruler of the world, in essence, he is just a spokesperson for safeguarding the interests of the Grand Master.

The great masters in the imperial capital don’t care about the minor local fights at all.

If it really gets out of hand, any great master can take action and destroy it easily.

......

At the foot of Mount Zhongnan, you can see Mongols and Jin people fighting each other, blocking the foot of the mountain tightly. It is bloody and chaotic.

All around, many martial artists were watching the show with weapons in their arms. Some even placed bets directly on who would win or lose.

"It's open, it's open!"

"I bet on the Mongols to win. These people are better at horseback riding and archery than the Jurchen barbarians."

"I'm betting on the Jurchen savages. These guys can tear tigers and leopards apart with their physical strength in the mountains and forests. If they get close to them, the Tartars will probably be no match."

Looking at the chaotic scene around her, Victoria Song asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you want to take care of it?"

Song Xuan asked in return: "How do we manage it?"

Although the Xuanyi Guards have great power, they mainly target martial artists and officials in the martial arts world. They never interfere in disputes between local ethnic groups like this one.

These are all matters that the local government needs to handle, or in other words, matters that the civil servants in the imperial court need to make decisions on.

If the Xuanyiwei have to worry about everything, then what is the point of the court? They can just turn the Xuanyiwei yamen into the court.

Victoria Song pointed to the two sides fighting in the distance. It can be seen that some of the martial artists who had placed bets had changed their clothes and mixed into the battlefield to fight in order to prevent the side they bet on from losing.

"Brother, does this count as martial artists harming the people? This should fall under the jurisdiction of our Xuanyi Guards, right?"

Song Xuan shook his head. "My Xuanyi Guards protect ordinary people who abide by the law."

He pointed at the two tribes engaged in a fierce battle and asked, "Which of these people do you think are good people? Which of them are ordinary people who abide by the law?"

Song Qian glanced at the Mongols who pinned the heads of the Jin people on their belts, and then looked at the Jurchen savages who were covered in blood and tearing the Tartars apart with their bare hands, and sighed speechlessly.

“If I hadn’t come to Southern Song, I wouldn’t have known how chaotic the place was.

I know that the Great Zhou is very big and it is not easy to govern, but seeing such a scene, I still want to say one thing,

Those officials in the imperial court are such rubbish!"

As she spoke, she moved her lips and added, "The Emperor is even more of a waste!"

Chapter 266 The Dragon Knight in His Youth

Ever since she experienced some things in Mingzhou, Victoria Song has never had a good impression of the current emperor. Now seeing the chaos in the Southern Song Dynasty, she is even more disgusted with the emperor.

It's fine if you say that your cultivation level is low and you can't suppress those powerful heroes in the martial arts world.

But if you can't even handle the problems between local ethnic groups, then what are you doing every day as the emperor?

Busy plotting against your own people?

Ye Gucheng's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and he smiled, "Miss Song said that the emperor is a waste, it seems that he really is a waste!"

He subconsciously looked up at the sky. Even the daughter of destiny was dissatisfied with the emperor. If nothing unexpected happened, the emperor should have been replaced in the next few years, right?

He felt a faint sense of anticipation in his heart.

Although Song Xuan has implicitly acknowledged that Song Qian is the destiny of this era.

But Ye Gucheng still had some doubts in his heart, so he took this opportunity to confirm it.

He set a time in his mind.

Three years. If the throne of the emperor changes hands within three years, he will no longer have any doubts about Song Qian's identity as the girl of destiny.

From now on, Ye Gucheng will be friends with Song Xuan brother and sister!

At this moment, someone exclaimed in the distance.

Song Xuan looked up and saw a swordsman dressed in white, carrying a six-foot-long sword on his back, walking towards him from the sky.

This person's face was as if made of gold and stone, without a trace of emotion on his face. He looked like a sculpture. When people saw him, they would subconsciously feel fear, horror, and chills all over!

"The swordsman in white! It's the swordsman in white!"

Many of the martial artists who came to watch the fight exclaimed in surprise, their voices filled with excitement, awe, and a slight tremor.

The name White Swordsman has only recently risen from the Southern Song Dynasty, but along the way, many martial arts masters have died at his hands, and he has never been defeated.

No one knows how strong he is.

Many old masters speculated that this person was at least a top-level Grandmaster at the Five Absolutes level, and had already begun to embark on the path of becoming a Grandmaster. This time, he kept challenging various masters, probably to pave the way for his subsequent breakthrough to the Grandmaster realm!

As the white-robed swordsman came flying, the Jin and Mongolian troops who were fighting at the foot of Mount Zhongnan all chose to stop and retreat to the periphery.

Obviously, they had heard of the reputation of the white-clad swordsman in recent days.

Next, there will be a battle between two top masters. If they dare to continue fighting and disturb the masters' decisive battle, the aftermath of the battle between the masters alone will be enough to wipe out their entire army without the white-clothed swordsman taking action.