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The spring breeze was warm, and birds were chirping. A pleasant sound of a zither came from an unknown valley. The person playing the zither had his long hair tied up with a white cloth, and his hands were focused on the zither. In addition, the sandalwood on the table in the simple pavilion on the left was floating in the air. The scene here was like a paradise.
"Good! Good! After not seeing you for so many years, Brother Wen's zither skills have become more and more brilliant. This song is gentle and affectionate, making Awu empathize with you…"
Applause sounded from the mouth of the valley. Wu Lunzun's group moved leisurely to the front of the zither player.
"Yes... After not seeing you for so many years, you've become more and more humble…However, he had heard that many things had happened in the Martial Theory Hall recently. There were even a large number of experts coming and going in the hall. He did not know why.... However, he did not expect Lun Zun to still be thinking about the promise he made once every five years…Why are you free to come today?"
"Sigh... Awu is not good at judging people. It's better not to have such a bad disciple!... Brother Wen, you have lived here for so many years and actually know about the world. Awu admires you!”
At this moment, the zither player stood up and walked into the pavilion with Wu Lunzun. There were cakes and refreshments on the table, and a clay pot was boiling on the stove in the other corner. The zither-player lifted the earthen pot and poured the boiling water into the prepared teacup, then signaled to Wu Lunzun that it was ready to drink.
"Although Emperor Ping has lived in the mountains for many years, every time he thinks of the kindness of the previous emperor, he still feels tears flowing down his face. Therefore, he more or less still knows about the current situation in the court…Oh right, this is the snow water that Emperor Ping had asked someone to retrieve from Tianshan. Add some inferior tea and cook it. If it's difficult to swallow, please forgive me!!”
Wu Lunzun picked up the teacup and felt a fragrance enter his nose. After taking a sip, he felt as comfortable as fresh snow in his five internal organs.
"Yes... Brother Wen is too humble. If this tea is of inferior quality, then the tea leaves in Revered Lun's residence that cost ten thousand taels per catty would just be a pile of withered branches and leaves…"
“... Then, regarding Lu Fengxian's matter, how would Lun Zun deal with it?”
" Brother Wen even knows who it is?!"
"Although Emperor Ping did not see Feng Xian…However, Emperor Ping has a request!"
'Is it related to Lu Fengxian?! If Brother Wen wants to plead on behalf of Lu Fengxian, Awu will not agree! This lowly disciple had offended his superiors and despised his elders. His crimes were not tolerated by the heavens…Moreover, he had secretly left the mountain and caused turmoil in the Central Plains. Since Brother Wen is concerned about the Imperial Court, should he oppose Ah Wu's execution?!”
When Wu Lunzun mentioned Lu Bu, his eyes were filled with killing intent. His five willows were in high spirits, and his domineering aura formed a strong contrast with Wen Pinghuang's calm and indifferent appearance.
"In terms of respect, let go of people when you can…Sigh, do you really think I don't know about the 'Soul Searching Technique'?!”When Wen Pinghuang said the words " Soul Searching Art ", Wu Lunzun's arrogance disappeared. He looked at Wen Pinghuang in shock. His slender fingers could not hold the teacup and it fell on the table. The hot tea in the teacup spilled all over the floor and onto Wu Lunzun's body.
"You... What Soul Searching Art? I don't... I know what Brother Wen is talking about."
"In terms of respect, if you don't want people to know, you have to do nothing. Back then, Lu Buwei was famous for creating the 'Soul Searching Technique'. Unfortunately, the whereabouts of his martial arts were unknown after his death. After that, you spent many years to find out that Lu Xing was his descendant. You even used the first-class experts selected by the' Heavenly Theory Hall 'to massacre him…It was just for a book, but it was a pity that he had done so many things in vain. The young Fengxian came with a secret to avenge his father, and you even took advantage of the situation to take him as your second disciple…Emperor Ping had always kept all of this in his heart. Now that he saw you like this…Emperor Ping has to say it!"
Wu Lunzun's face turned green and red. He could only lower his head and remain silent as he listened to Wen Pinghuang's eloquence.
"Sigh... It had been hundreds of years…In terms of respect, you still can't forget what happened back then?! I thought that these few hundred years of retreat would purify your hatred…Unexpectedly... Yet, you have used these hundreds of years to realize your ambition to dominate the world…"
"Several hundred years, it has really been several hundred years…And what have I done in these hundreds of years?... Helping that Liu brat establish the Darkhan Dynasty…He also had to assist Liu Xiu, this prodigal who could not be supported…I really wish I could cut them into two. If Brother Wen had not saved my life back then, it would have been my world a long time ago…"
Wu Lunzun's expression changed between green and white for a long time. Suddenly, he pointed at Wen Pinghuang and said,""Why? Why do you want me to follow you and help the Han Dynasty to be peaceful? Is it because you saved my life?... Hey! Don't think that I, Wu Lunzun, don't know anything. Now that the Yellow Turban bandits are wreaking havoc in the martial arts world, you, Emperor Wen Ping, can't escape from it.”
Emperor Wen Ping sighed and said," This is indeed Emperor Ping's fault. I thought that Zhang Jiao was a talented person who could govern the world. After spending a long time with him, I thought that he would teach me the 'Scripture of Peace' after careful consideration. I didn't expect…" The people of this world had 'once again' disappointed Emperor Ping. Everyone had lost their hearts because of power!”
"Again? It turns out that you have already noticed that something is wrong with me…"
Wu Lunzun's eyes were filled with a fierce light. He lost control of his emotions for a moment. He waved his sleeves and sent out a deadly force towards Wen Pinghuang, who was sitting across the table. Wen Pinghuang's eyes were filled with pity as he used Flowing Cloud Steps to retreat from the pavilion. His ten fingers flipped in the air, and the pavilion collapsed in an instant, burying Wu Lunzun within.
"Humph! Brother Wen's cultivation has improved after not seeing you for many years. However, since Lun Zun takes martial arts as his surname, he claims that his martial arts cultivation is unparalleled. Therefore, Brother Wen's current move is still a small trick for Lun Zun.”
As Wu Lunzun spoke, he had already shaken off the broken tiles and jumped out of the pavilion. In one leap, he concentrated his strength and struck out another palm, causing Emperor Wen Ping to cheer.
"It's hard to get off the tiger! Brother Wen must die."
Emperor Wen Ping did not panic in the face of the momentum. He hugged and defended, and both hands stretched out-fight hard!!
Wu Lunzun's body was like a leopard. His first attack had failed, so he immediately launched his second attack. He saw that Wen Pinghuang would retreat when he received the palm strike, so this second attack turned to attack from above. The tip of Emperor Wen Ping's foot tapped lightly on the ground and retreated gracefully. His right index finger and middle finger drew a shape in the air, and his left hand pushed the "character" with full force. At this moment, Emperor Wen Ping had already used his ultimate skill-"Gathering Character Formula-Condensing Qi into Form".
"Juzi Formula-Condensing Qi into Form" was a profound martial art of Taoism, which was used to draw talismans in the air. Only the masters of Taoism in the past could practice this martial art. However, because martial arts was based on internal energy, the Taoists had never been able to see a glimpse of it because they had died of old age, so no one knew where their realm could reach.
Emperor Wen Ping had a good opportunity to learn this martial arts. In addition to his own personality, he had no desires. Later on, he had achieved immortality. Therefore, the strength of the Juzi Secret Technique was not known by ordinary people.
The power of the Juzi Formula-Condensing Qi into Form was so shocking that even Wu Lunzun did not dare to take it rashly. He quickly withdrew his move and turned around to dodge it.
“... Brother Wen's martial arts are so high that I admire you. It turns out that the previous Brother Wen had hidden his abilities and had hidden them from Lun Zun for a long time…"
Wu Lun Zun was full of scheming. As he spoke, he slowly stepped on the seven stars under his feet, wanting to use Qimen Dun Jia to fight with Wen Ping Huang. Emperor Wen Ping knew what was going on. This time, he struck out with both hands, leaving a word in the air while multitasking. With a wave of his hand, it was already heading towards Wu Lunzun's Upper Three Paths and Lower Three Paths Life Gate. Wu Lunzun cursed in his heart and waved his sleeves again. Two streams of sound-breaking Qi blocked the word-gathering technique like a wall. The dust and sand filled the sky, and the two of them were still evenly matched.
"Revered! Don't destroy the peace of this place. I once swore that I would never fight again in this life…Don't ask the Emperor to kill for you."
Wu Lunzun was furious when he heard that. He was about to go up and fight again, but he remembered that he did not gain an advantage in the fight just now. Emperor Wen Ping's leisurely appearance at this time clearly showed that he was still powerful. Moreover, the "Soul Searching Formula" that he had stolen was not completed yet. Moreover, he had Lu Fengxian's scruples. Therefore, he snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
"In terms of respect, Emperor Ping will give you a word of advice. Be forgiving when you can…"
As Wen Pinghuang spoke, Wu Lunzun had already turned around and his domineering voice echoed in the valley." Back then, I was too merciful, which was why I was defeated. Today, I've decided to kill all gods and Buddhas. Even if the world wants to go against me, even if it's you, Emperor Wen Ping, I'll kill you…"
When Emperor Wen Ping heard this, he looked at Wu Lunzun's departing back and could only shake his head helplessly. He muttered to himself,"“... Was it right for me to use the Seven Stars Reincarnation Formation to save his life back then? And a mistake?"
Suddenly, Emperor Wen Ping felt his heart skip a beat. He immediately pinched his fingers and said in shock,""Oh no! Zhang Jiao actually did such a thing!"
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