Zongwu: The storyteller of Qixia Town is rewarded with the Heaven-shaking Technique

Chapter 0186: The wasteland is nameless!

wilderness.

On the long street outside the Zhonghua Pavilion.

A young man with an imposing appearance and a sword on his waist came over in a hurry.

"Young Master Jian Chen has come here in a hurry, I wonder why?"

At this time.

A slightly ferocious man with half an iron mask on his face walked out of the Zhonghua Pavilion. He looked at the visitor and asked in a calm voice.

"Senior Guihu, I need to find Master urgently!"

Jian Chen said anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Guihu hesitated for a moment and then made way.

"The master is in the pavilion, please go in."

"Thank you, senior!"

Although Jian Chen was anxious, he still bowed and hurried in.

See this.

Guihu nodded slightly and was very satisfied with his master's disciple.

the other side.

After Jian Chen hurriedly walked into the backyard of Zhonghua Pavilion, he was stunned.

Because he heard the sound of erhu.

Logically speaking.

The music played by the erhu is either sad and mournful, or as exciting and passionate as horse racing.

But the sound of the erhu that Jian Chen heard at this time had a different kind of free and indifferent feeling, as if he had seen through the world and was detached from it.

As a result, the anxiety in his heart also subsided a lot.

at the same time.

Jian Chen noticed that there were rows of flying birds lingering in the sky here, as if they were dancing to the sound of the erhu.

Very strange.

Wait until the erhu sound stops.

Jian Chen then slowly walked to the outside of a room and said respectfully:

"Disciple pays homage to master."

"Chen'er, you don't have to be so polite. Come in first."

A gentle and calm voice was heard in the room, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

"Yes, master."

Jian Chen lowered his head and responded, then slowly walked into the room.

Look up.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a simple robe, with a slightly weathered face and a faint smile on his face. He was sitting on a chair and holding a erhu.

The erhu sound just now was exactly what he was playing.

And this middle-aged man was none other than the legend of martial arts—Wuming!

"Tell me about it¨‖."

"You have always been polite. Since you got this heroic sword, you have rarely been so anxious and out of control. I guess something must have happened, right?"

Wuming looked at Jian Chen and asked with a gentle smile.

"Yes, Master, something big has indeed happened."

"Master, have you ever heard of the name Wang Chu?"

Jian Chen did not dare to hesitate and agreed immediately, then asked carefully at the end.

"Wang Chu?"

"Master, I haven't been in the martial arts world for a long time. I wonder who this martial arts master is?"

Wuming was slightly startled, thought for a while, and found that he had no impression of this name in his mind, so he couldn't help but ask back.

“Master, this person might be from troubled times!”

Jian Chen's face straightened and he spoke very seriously.

"Oh?"

"Is this person more troublesome than Xiongba?" Wuming asked with a chuckle after hearing it.

Sure enough!

Jian Chen's heart sank. Ever since his master retired from the martial arts world, he no longer cared about the affairs of the martial arts world.

The reason why I know Xiongba.

This is also because the influence of these Tianxiahui is extremely exaggerated, and Wuming believes that it is not a bad thing to let Xiongba unify the wilderness martial arts world.

After all, an orderly organization is always better than a chaotic and disorderly world.

So from now on.

Wuming basically never asked about anything in the wasteland again, let alone anything outside the wasteland.

Think about this.

Jian Chen simply said, "Master, Xiongba is dead. He died at the hands of Wang Chu, and he was killed in one blow!"

Hear the words.

Wuming's expression suddenly became serious.

Jian Chen only felt that in the originally ordinary room, suddenly there were thousands of sword energies running wild.

The stabbing pain made his face painful.

He was suddenly shocked and felt that his master's name, Heavenly Sword, was indeed well-deserved.

then.

Wuming seemed to have realized his own mistake, and easily retracted the sword energy emanating from his body, saying:

"Chen'er, please tell me about Wang Chu in detail first."

"Yes, master!"

When Jian Chen heard this, he immediately nodded in agreement.

Then he told all about Wang Chu's deeds during this period, from his birth to the time when he stirred up such a big storm.

Even the part about the wasteland mentioned in Wang Chu's words was highlighted.

Wuming, who originally had a gentle expression and a smile on his face.

The more he listened, the more frightened he became. In the end, he almost couldn't control his sword energy.

This is undoubtedly an impossible thing for Wuming.

unless.

His mood was disturbed.

He was even unable to maintain the sword energy that was stirring in his body.

Jian Chen obviously noticed this as well. He felt more and more guilty the more he spoke. In the end, he dared not say anything more and could only look at Wuming secretly.

Seeing this, Wuming took a deep breath and readjusted himself.

Just now he said slowly with a serious expression:

"This person is indeed as you said, he can be said to be someone who disturbs the world."

"But judging from his behavior, he doesn't look like a bad person."

“It’s really puzzling.”

“Also, the Immortal God, the Demon Lord, and Emperor Shitian that he mentioned have solved several doubts that have been in my mind for many years.”

"From this perspective, this person is indeed not a bad person. Instead, he has unveiled the true face of these people for us."

"But why did he mention the immortal path?"

To the end.

Wuming couldn't help but shook his head, looking quite puzzled.

"Master, do you think the immortal path he talked about is fake?" Jian Chen asked.

"No, quite the opposite."

“This is a road that leads to heaven, a road that allows us to keep moving forward!”

Wuming shook his head again and said.

Hear the words.

Jian Chen's breathing couldn't help but become a little heavier.

He never doubted the judgment of his master.

So this moment.

Jian Chen couldn't help but think of the immortal cultivation methods and longevity techniques that Wang Chu had mentioned, as well as the various news that had just come in not long ago.

(King's)

"If I could..."

"Chen'er!"

Wuming noticed that Jian Chen's expression was not right and immediately shouted.

at the same time.

A clear sword sound rang out at the same time, immediately awakening Jian Chen from his demonic state.

After Jian Chen woke up in shock, he immediately felt ashamed of the thought he had just had, and his face turned red.

"Master, I..."

"Ah, let alone you, even I, the master, was tempted when I heard all this. Cultivating immortals... this temptation is too great!"

"Master, I must go and meet Wang Chu in person!"

Wuming said this, gently reaching out and placing his hand on Jian Chen's head, and whispering soothing words.

But there was a hint of strong curiosity in his eyes.

Regarding Wang Chu.

Including the things he told the world.

All of these made Wuming, who had long since disappeared from the world, feel very curious.

Chapter 0187: Warriors and Gods! In addition to cultivating immortality, is there anything else he is hiding?

Just as Wuming was surprised that there was such a person as Wang Chu in the world.

Another part of the wilderness.

A burly man with eyebrows as sharp as blades was standing next to a high cliff, practicing martial arts.

If there is a martial arts master here.

You will find that this big man's martial arts are extremely terrifying and have already surpassed the limits of human beings.

Every move this person made was an exquisite and unparalleled martial art.

Whether it is a sword, spear, halberd, stick, fist, palm, leg, claw or finger.

They all possess amazing power.