Outside the Great Ming Empire, Wudang Mountain.
A ruddy old Daoist wearing a light blue Daoist robe, who was unkempt and unkempt, ascended to the sky step by step. He soared over a thousand feet into the sky and stood in the air as if he was walking on flat ground. His eyes flickered as he looked in the direction of the Great Ming Capital.
"The heavens are showing signs of abnormality. Could it be that someone has become a deva?”
He had entered Celestial Phenomenon for more than a hundred years and protected the millions of living beings in the border between Meng Yuan and Great Ming from being harmed. However, he had never been able to break through the final barrier and step into the Heaven Tier of martial arts. He had always felt regretful.
The monstrous phenomenon in the Great Bright Capital today allowed him to see a trace of the path in front of a Celestial Phenomenon Grandmaster.
"Although that old eunuch has reached the realm of Heaven Man Transformation, he is unable to advance any further.”
"It shouldn't be him!"
"But who could it be?"
Old Master Zhang frowned. He was revered as the number one grandmaster in the world. Although he could not be said to be worthy of his name, he was not biased. When he was young, he had once fought against Meng Yuan's astronomical grandmaster Ba Siba, Zhao Kuangyin of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the one in the Ming Dynasty's Imperial Palace.
Heaven and man were born, and martial arts were at the extreme.
The strength of the old eunuch in the Great Ming Palace was not inferior to that of the old Taoist priest. He was also on par with the other Heavenly Phenomenon Grandmasters. However, it was precisely because they knew each other that Zhang Sanfeng was certain that the person who caused the shocking phenomenon was definitely not the old eunuch in the Great Ming Palace.
The Sunflower Manual was indeed very mysterious, and the old eunuch who had cultivated to the realm of Heaven Man Transformation was unparalleled in speed. Even the former Evil King in the Great Sui could not compare to him.
However, in the end, the Sunflower Manual was also the martial arts of eunuchs.
If the body was not yet complete, how could martial arts surpass perfection and reach the supreme realm of the integration of Heaven and man?
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes kept flickering. He didn't know if the strange phenomenon in the direction of the Great Ming Capital was really the path of martial arts, the mystery of the Celestial Being that no one had figured out in the past two hundred years.
However, his soul and martial arts intuition were reminding him.
That might be the path that he and the other Heavenly Phenomenon Grandmasters were painstakingly pursuing.
"Fine, tomorrow I'll write a letter with Junior Brother to ask about the situation.”
In the end, Zhang Sanfeng sighed and fell from the sky to the small cottage at the back of Wudang Mountain. Meng Yuan and Ming were only separated by a line. It was a place that both sides would fight for. With him around, Wudang could survive, and Ming and Meng Yuan would not make a move.
However, if he left Wudang, that old fellow from the Mengyuan Imperial Court would report to the Emperor of Mengyuan in an instant. He would lead the army to destroy this innocent civilian who was caught in the middle and then spy on the territory of the Ming Dynasty.
He couldn't leave Wudang Sect, and he couldn't leave.
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The Northern Song Imperial Palace.
Zhao Kuangyin dragged Old Ruin's body as he looked at the Great Ming Capital and sighed.
The Northern and Southern Song Dynasties valued literature and suppressed martial arts.
This caused the martial arts civilization of the Song Dynasty to decline very badly. The younger generation was already in a state of decline. In another hundred years, after these old guys left, there would probably be no one else who could shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the country.
But Zhao Kuangyin had no choice.
The Northern and Southern Song Dynasties had originally been in an improper position. Later on, they had cooperated with the scholar-bureaucrats as a stopgap measure to stabilize the hearts of the people. Who knew that in the end, they would not be able to fall.
Up until now, the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties were like a big ship that was about to rot. As long as Zhao Kuangyin, who was at the helm, died, a little wind and rain could smash this huge ship that was about to rot into pieces.
"The path of martial arts, the mysteries of the devas."
"Can I still go forward?"
Zhao Kuangyin suppressed his voice like an old beast that was about to die. He was no longer the invincible Zhao Wudi who used to rely on the Coiling Dragon Staff and the Shocking World Record to defeat everyone.
Time and power had finally polished the edges and corners of him, who had once stunned an era. They had obliterated his sincere desire for martial arts and all his pride.
All that was left was a lonely old man trapped in the Imperial Palace, struggling to protect his descendants and supporting the Northern Song Dynasty for them.
Even if a Heavenly Being was born in the Great Ming Dynasty, would the current Zhao Kuangyin still dare to leave the Northern Song Dynasty and risk his life for the sake of that illusory future?
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Southern Song Dynasty, outside Xiangyang City.
In a mountain range that stretched for hundreds of miles, an old man who was teasing a tall eagle looked in the direction of the Great Ming Capital with a gaze like a sword.
"Devas?"
The sword intent on the old man's body was boiling. The grass, trees, bamboo, and stones in the valley were all dyed by the sword intent on his body into incomparably sharp 'weapons'. The entire valley was like a sword mountain, and all living beings fled in fear.
"Big Ming!"
"I'd like to see if the devas, who are known to be in the supreme realm, can block my sword.”
The old man stood up. He didn't make any unnecessary movements, but the sharp sword intent on his body made the sound of swords ringing in the valley.
Big Ming, this was not the first time he went.
More than a hundred years ago, the old man had gone to Wudang Mountain once when the young Taoist priest comprehended Yin and Yang.
The Yin and Yang Taiji was as mysterious as one.
In that battle, the old man's sword, which could break all techniques, could not defeat Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Grandmaster who had comprehended the mysteries of Yin and Yang and was unparalleled in defense.
Eight years ago, the old man entered Great Ming again and fought Zhang Sanfeng again.
In the past hundred years, his Sword Dao had improved greatly, but the old Daoist's Yin and Yang had already approached the Dao. Under the great grinding of Yin and Yang, he had used all his skills but still failed to gain any advantage. It was still a draw.
That's right, the old man was Dugu Qiubai, who was known as the Sword Demon.
Even in the comprehensive martial arts world, he had never lost a single battle. He had fought Zhao Kuangyin of the Northern Song Dynasty, Duan Siping of the Great Dali Dynasty, Xiaoyao Zi of the Xiaoyao Sect, Ning Daoqi of the Great Sui Dynasty, and the old eunuch of the Great Ming Dynasty.
The only one who couldn't win and draw twice was Old Master Zhang, who was trapped in Wudang Mountain.
"I wonder how the little girl is now?”
Dugu Qiubai had always been friends with Condor. Other than Zhang Sanfeng, the old Taoist priest, and the one in the Ming Imperial Palace, no one knew that Dugu Qiubai actually had one and a half disciples.
One of them was a little girl whom he had saved and taught for a few months eight years ago when he was depressed after winning two battles with Zhang Sanfeng. The other half was a Huashan disciple who had accidentally entered Sword Demon Valley and obtained Nine Swords Beyond the Swords, which he had created when he was combing through his own unique skills.
Dugu Qiubai had never taken the latter seriously.
Although the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords could be considered a top-notch sword art in the world, it was only something he had learned in his early years. It could not be considered his accomplishment.
On the other hand, Dugu Qiubai had once taken in a little girl as his disciple. He had not seen her for eight years. Now, Dugu Qiubai wanted to go to the Great Bright Capital to see if he could find the expert who was suspected to have broken through to the marvel of the heavenly being. He actually had a faint trace of longing in his heart.
However, Dugu Qiubai probably didn't expect this.
One of his half disciples had become the Sect Master of the Sun Moon Sect in the Great Ming Empire, and he called himself 'The Sun sunrise East, and I am the only one who is undefeatable.' The other half had even made a name for himself as the Huashan Sword Saint in the Great Ming Empire in a few decades.
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