Eastern Sea.
A man carrying a sword case on his back came over from the top of Wudi City.
He was tall and thin, with thin cheeks and a yellowish face. His gray hair was intertwined and tied into a small crown on his head. He was dressed in coarse gray clothes and carried a brown wooden sword case on his back.
His name was Old Huang, and he was a blacksmith from Western Shu.
Later on, he forged many swords and slowly comprehended the way of the sword, becoming an expert.
He had collected nine peerless swords and created the Nine Swords.
However, the battle between him and Old Monster Wang in the past…
He was afraid.
He was afraid of death.
Leaving behind a yellow hut, he fled.
After that, he hid in Western Liang. He was a peerless expert, but he was willing to be the groom of the Western Liang Crown Prince and hid for decades.
It had been decades since he had dared to fight Old Monster Wang again. He did not dare to face his inner demon.
And now.
He was here again.
Her usually shy and bashful face was now filled with a rare mix of emotions.
There was anticipation, nostalgia, relief, and memories.
His gaze was fixed on the city wall of the Martial Emperor City.
All kinds of famous swords were stuck on the four walls.
The owners of these famous swords were once famous experts.
However, even though so many people had challenged him, he had only managed to gain the undefeatable Martial Saint title of Old Monster Wang.
Old Monster Wang claimed to be the second best in the world.
No one would dare to claim to be number one in the world.
He broke through to Celestial Phenomenon at the age of 20 and broke Li Chungang's wooden ox at the age of 40.
Guarding Wudi City for sixty years.
"I'm invincible in the mortal world, so why should I ascend to the Nine Heavens?”
He was referring to Old Monster Wang.
And now, Old Yellow, a coachman, wanted to fight Old Monster Wang again!
Old Huang looked at the sword on the city wall and saw his own Yellow Hut.
It was a sword with a slender blade, a round and round sword frame, and a few rings of linen wrapped around the hilt.
It wasn't eye-catching among the countless swords.
He seemed to recall the battle from back then.
Old Monster Wang had easily defeated him with one hand.
He abandoned his sword and fled.
The Huang Lu was his sword.
It had also become his inner demon.
In the battle back then, he had cowered and fled.
He had been hiding for decades.
Now, he finally had the courage to face Old Monster Wang.
Facing the devil in the hearts of all martial artists in the world.
Old Huang sighed." Young Master, you've been traveling for three years. You've avoided and escaped, but you've never been afraid."
"It was you who taught Old Yellow to face his own fears.
"Old Yellow won't be so hasty in this battle.”
He left the boat and went ashore.
Step by step, he walked toward Wudi City.
His figure was vast and he was alone.
He was fighting someone he knew he couldn't win.
Everyone in the city had already received the news.
"Hey, have you heard? A coachman wants to challenge our City Lord?”
"This coachman is really overestimating himself. I heard that he had already challenged our city lord before, but in the end, he threw down his sword and fled dejectedly. Don't you think it's funny?”
" Every person who is defeated by the City Lord will have to leave a sword behind. There are thousands of swords in Wudi City now. There are challengers every year, but no one in the world can defeat the City Lord.”
"I reckon that this horse groom was defeated by the City Lord and has a heart demon in his heart. His strength can no longer advance and can only challenge him again. However, he should know that the City Lord's strength is unshakable.”
"Look, the coachman is here.”
When everyone saw Old Yellow, they only treated him calmly.
For the people of Wudi City, they had seen too many people who had failed the challenge. There were too many famous swords left on the city wall.
However, he was the only one like Old Yellow who didn't give up after losing once and wanted to fight again.
Therefore, everyone was interested.
However, he wasn't very interested.
Because they knew that Old Yellow would definitely lose.
It was just that the exchange of blows between experts would also inspire others. To be able to see Old Monster Wang in action with their own eyes was also not a small opportunity for them.
After all, not everyone who came to Wudi City would have Old Monster Wang personally come.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of people.
Everyone saw a person.
A beggar with a broken hat, broken fan, broken shoes, and dirty clothes.
"Eh, why is there a beggar here?”
"Hey, don't sleep on the top of Wudi City.”
"Quickly wake up. There will be a big battle here later.”
Li Xiuyuan felt as if someone was shaking him. He woke up from his deep sleep.
The bright light in front of him made him narrow his eyes slightly.
The sea breeze blew in his face.
It had the salty taste of water.
Strange?
Why am I at the beach?
Moreover…
Who was the beggar talking about?
I only went to the Hidden Spirit Temple to burn incense. How did I become a beggar?
Boom!
In an instant, a large amount of information surged into Li Xiuyuan's mind.
There was a moment of confusion in his eyes.
The Li Dynasty even felt a slight pain.
Slowly, he came back to his senses and widened his eyes slightly.
This was no longer his original world.
It was the Nine Provinces!
This world was many times bigger than the Aqua Blue Planet in his previous life!
Qin, Ming, Song, Yuan, Tang…
These top-notch empires from his previous life had actually gathered at the same time!
Even if there was only one of these empires, it was enough to sing a magnificent epic.
It was hard to imagine what a shocking fantasy it would be to put these empires together!
What kind of talent would be born and what kind of heroic songs would be sung?
Bodhidharma, the founder of the Shaolin Temple, had lived for 800 years. The incense of Buddhism had spread throughout the nine provinces.
Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect had caught up from behind and founded Wudang. He was like an immortal and was on par with Shaolin.
Chuan Ying, the legendary Sword Saint of a generation, shattered the sky and shattered the void with a single strike.
The demonic sect Yin Weed Sect and the righteous path Kind Boathouse were in a standoff.
The witch and the saintess, Shi Feixuan, were fighting for the title of the number one prodigy in the martial arts world.?
The Five Mountain Sword Sect and the Sun Moon Sect had been enemies for hundreds of years.
Ling Huchong used the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords to show off among the young elites.
Li Xiuyuan's eyes gradually lit up.
This was a world that made one's blood boil.
Other than that.
There were also Xixia, Dali, Houjin, Turkic, Xiongnu, Dongying…
Godless killed his master and changed his name to Godless Palace in an attempt to seize the Central Plains.
Dali's Duan Yu had learned the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and it was impossible to guard against it.
Western Poison Ouyang Feng dominated the Western Regions with his toad skills.
Princess Wang Yuyan of Murong Villa was elegant and refined.
The master of the Peach Blossom Island, Huang Yaoshi, was a genius.
All kinds of familiar heroes that originally only existed in stories reappeared in this life.
In such a world, who dared to claim to be invincible? Who dared to claim to be undefeated?
Even Old Monster Wang of Wudi City had never seen the whole Nine States.
In such a world, martial arts were supreme.
From weak to strong, they were Rank-9 to Rank-1 respectively.
Above the first grade were Vajra, Finger Xuan, and Heavenly Phenomenon.
Above them were the land immortals and devas.
Rank One could become a Grandmaster.
Pointing to Xuan, you can open a clan and establish a sect.
At the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, one could even mobilize the energy of heaven and earth.
As for the Land Deity, as the name implied, it was already a realm similar to that of a deity. It was the foundation of a country!
In such a world where martial arts were supreme, what could he do if he transmigrated?
Li Xiuyuan could not help but smile bitterly.
He looked at his outfit.
His hands were wearing tattered purple-blue sleeves.
She was wearing a pair of woven straw sandals. One of the straw sandals had a hole in the sole, and she could feel the hardness of the sand on the ground.
He held a broken fan in his hand, and the air leaked from the fan.
A wine gourd hung on his waist. He poured it out and drank it, leaving only one mouthful.
A heavy Buddhist prayer bead made of unknown material hung around his neck, and a ragged hat was tilted on his head.
Her body was dark, and she did not know how long it had been since she last bathed.
Li Xiuyuan suppressed the expression on his face.
F * ck!
Other people's transmigration was a top-notch start, so why was he a beggar?
At this moment, a voice sounded in Li Xiuyuan's ear.
Ding! Your system has been transferred to your account.
Ding! Inheritance System binding…
Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining Living Buddha Ji Gong.
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