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43 A wisp of True Martial Qi, Zhang Sanfeng descended the mountain

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"Congratulations to user for obtaining a wisp of True Martial providence!”

True Martial Fate?

What was this?

Yang Suguan was somewhat confused.

Old Monster Wang's talent was to remember immortality with a single glance.

It was easy to understand. This was the talent of the Martial Monarch Realm expert in the Snow Saber World.

He only needed to take a look at other people's martial arts to learn them and master them.

People in Jianghu called him a late bloomer.

This was because his talent was very ordinary.

He had grown through repeated observations and failures.

When the elderly God of Swords was dominating the world.

He was not famous yet.

He had challenged the elderly God of Swords six times and lost six times.

However, every time he lost, he would become stronger.

It was not until the seventh time that the elderly God of Swords, who did not use the Sword to Open the Heaven Gate, was no longer his match.

From an ordinary martial artist, he had grown into an invincible Martial Emperor.

He relied on this talent of remembering longevity with a single glance.

It was precisely because of this talent of remembering longevity with one glance.

Rather than calling it talent, it was more like a natural cheat.

If it was given to anyone, it could easily create a peerless expert.

Of course, it was also related to one's mental state.

Such a terrifying talent had appeared in the Golden Pool.

Yang Suguan guessed that it was mostly because its function overlapped with the system.

Moreover, this talent required constant observation. As a lazy-cancer patient with procrastination, how could Yang Suguan have the mood to watch the entire world?

But overall, this talent was not bad.

In the future, he would build another arena outside the delicacy restaurant.

It was simply satisfying to become stronger just by watching people fight.

After fusing with this talent.

A light flashed in his eyes.

Other than that, Yang Suguan didn't feel any change in himself.

He only felt that he could see the world much clearer.

He could even capture some rhythm and context.

His comprehension of martial arts had also deepened.

This talent was not like the Diamond Physique, which could immediately become stronger after fusing.

It required time to accumulate.

Yang Su looked at another reward in the System Space.

A wisp of True Martial Fate.

True Martial? Zhenwu Great Emperor?

Legend had it that the persimmon was the reincarnation of Zhenwu Great Emperor.

Zhang Sanfeng of this world was rumored to have also received the inheritance of Zhenwu.

As the Devil-rinsing Heavenly Lord in the heavens, Zhenwu Great Emperor had always been famous.

But Yang Suguan really didn't understand what use this wisp of luck had.

As for other items, the system would usually explain them.

But this was a blank.

"He won't harm me anyway."

Yang Suguan thought about it and fused the luck with his body.

A stream of white gas floated into his spiritual altar.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

A loud boom exploded in his mind.

It made his consciousness chaotic.

In the gray void.

A majestic figure appeared.

His divine might was as mighty as a mountain.

He held an immortal sword and stepped on a turtle and snake.

Zhou Tianxing turned into a divine picture behind him. It was solemn and could not be looked at.

After a long time, Yang Suguan slowly woke up.

He looked into his body and found that there was an additional wisp of dense white gas in his spiritual altar.

Other than that, there was another change that he could not describe.

In Snow Saber's words, his aura had become stronger.

It was a comprehensive improvement.

In the future, whether it was his cultivation speed or strength, there would be a qualitative leap.

At the same time, his mind became extremely exhausted.

However, it was a pity that he did not receive the inheritance of Zhenwu Great Emperor directly like Zhang Sanfeng.

It was almost dawn.

He immediately fell asleep.

After he fell asleep.

All of his cultivation techniques, such as the Great Yellow Court and the White Emperor Embracing Art, began to circulate automatically, forming true qi and converting it with inner qi.

……

Wudang Mountain, True Martial Palace.

The sky was slightly bright, revealing the white of a fish belly.

Zhang Sanfeng slowly woke up.

He subconsciously looked at the Guanzhong region.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the void.

However, he didn't find anything.

He stood up and muttered to himself,

"Little Friend Yang said that it was the guest of Ruyang Mansion who injured my Third Brother and then framed Shaolin Temple, indirectly causing my Fifth Brother to die.”

"If that's the case, then I should go and seek justice for my disciple.”

"I've been on the mountain for too long. I've almost been forgotten by this Jianghu.”

Ever since Yu San became disabled and Zhang Wu committed suicide.

He had been living in self-blame.

Now, he finally saw hope of curing Yu Daiyan.

Not to mention Ruyang Mansion, he would even go to a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.

He got up from his meditative state.

He waved his horsetail whisk.

He went down the mountain.

Ever since he had attained great success in martial arts, he had never left the mountain.

The world only knew that Perfected Zhang's martial arts were unparalleled, but no one had ever seen him fight.

Because all the people who had seen it were dead.

……

The World Conference.

The gang members knelt on the ground and trembled.

He told Xiong Ba about his gains.

"You guys said that the clay Bodhisattva ran away?"

Xiongba was not angry and dignified.

It made people shudder.

"Yes, Sect Leader…It's all that Delicacy Restaurant's Yang Suguan's fault.”

"I talked nonsense to the mud Bodhisattva and scared him away!”

The gang members hurriedly pushed the blame away.

He pushed all the blame onto Yang Suguan.

He tried his best to reduce Xiong Ba's anger towards him.

"Oh?"

"That's strange."

"The number one fortune teller in the world was actually scared away by a storyteller.”

Xiong Ba didn't believe him.

He felt that she was fooling him.

Fortunately, these sect members were prepared.

He handed over all the books he had collected.

The "legendary deeds" of Yang Su Temple were all presented in front of Xiong Ba.

"He commented on the hidden experts of the world, guided the Iron Gut Divine Marquis to find the Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom, scared away the clay Bodhisattva with a few words, made him admit defeat, and called him the All-Seeing Heaven?”

"Interesting."

Xiong Ba laughed.

Yan Ying giggled and said,"Since that's the case, there's no need to look for some clay Bodhisattva."”

"We might as well capture him and bring him back."

" But this storyteller is very unyielding," the helper said." He rejected the little Emperor and the Iron-guts Divine Marquis 'invitations. He shouldn't be coming to our World Gathering."”

Xiong Ba laughed,"It's not up to him!" This old man needs to go into seclusion to cultivate the Three Soul Dividing Finger. It will probably take more than a month!”

"After this old man comes out of seclusion, I'll personally go to the Seven Heroes Town!”

"Yes!" Many of the sect members felt relieved.”

After Xiong Ba left.

Yan Ying was left alone in the hall.

She thought to herself, This storyteller is very interesting. Why don't I go and find out more about him first?”

……

During the Great Sui Dynasty, the emperor rode on the mountain peak.

Fan Qinghui stood in front of the hall, facing the golden light and looking at the distant mountains.

No one knew what he was thinking.

"Shi Feixuan greets Master!"

A cold voice came from behind Fan Qinghui.

"You're here."

Fan Qinghui turned around and looked at the most outstanding disciple of the Mercy Boathouse in a hundred years.

Shi Feixuan had an otherworldly aura, and her appearance was peerless.

However, her aura was not weaker than hers.

"Yes, Master. Why did you call me here this time?”

Shi Feixuan asked.?

Fan Qinghui nodded.

"I heard that the successor of the Demon Sect's Yin Weed Sect, Chenchen, has already begun to walk the world.”

"According to the agreement between the Righteous Dao and the Devil Dao, it's time for you to leave the mountain.”

" Yes, Master." Shi Feixuan bowed and said," I'll get ready now. I'll go down the mountain."”

"Recently, a storyteller has risen to fame in the martial world. The witch, Huanhuan, also admires him very much.”

"Your first stop can be the Great Ming Guanzhong region, Qixia Town.”

Shi Feixuan recalled the storybooks she had read before.

She had always wanted to meet him and see what kind of extraordinary man he was. Now, her wish had finally come true.

……

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