Chapter 763: Waiting for a guy (1)
Translator: 549690339
Emperor Yuan jing kept the note and ordered, “”lnform Wei Yuan to come to the palace to see me … No, no need.”
The old Emperor, who had just experienced the ups and downs of life, muttered to himself for a long time before saying, “”lnform King Huai’s Secret agents to head to the Jian province immediately to fight for the nine-colored lotus seed. They can work with the Daoist priests of the earth sect. ” After a pause, he added,”try to bring as many magical weapons as possible.” The old eunuch bowed and left.
The Jian Prefecture was located in the Northwest of Da Feng. It was next to the Lei Prefecture in the West and the Jiang Prefecture in the North. At the same time, because there were two water transportation routes that passed through Jianzhou, it was full of flowers and brocade.
However, the most talked about aspect of the Jian province was its unique culture:Martial Union!
For generations, the attitude towards the organizations of the martial world naa always Deen to recruit or suppress tnem. ‘l’nose wno were 0Decnent would be recruited, and those who were disobedient would be suppressed or destroyed. Only in this way could they maintain the rule of the dynasty and maintain the peace of the world.
But there were always exceptions.
The Jian province’s martial Union was one such organization. To a certain extent, they had no fear of the Imperial court.
Since ancient times, the Jianzhou had a profound martial arts culture. There were many gangs, and many of them were ” century-old brands ” that had never fallen. These guilds were all under martial Union’s jurisdiction.
However, these guilds were not enough to support martial Union’s current status. If they wanted to find the source, they would have to go through the history books.
It was the weekend, and the people were living in misery. The heroes of the world rose up and tried to overthrow the tyranny. Before the Emperor of Da Feng rose to power, he was just one of the countless rebel armies.
They gathered hundreds of troops to attack small counties and then recruit more.
At that time, a few rebel forces had already matured and had the powerful military power to separate a region. One of them was from the Jian province.
The leader of the Jianzhou rebel army was a third-rank martial artist. He rose to power during the chaos of war and fought everywhere without a single defeat.
Later, the founding Emperor of Dafeng rose and became one of the main forces to overthrow the tyranny. When the Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, all the righteous Masters fought for the Central Plains, and the old imperial court had already been overthrown. In order to stop bleeding, the third-rank martial artist of Jianzhou challenged the great ancestor of Dafeng.
With their respective armies as chips, they would have a battle of will between martial artists.
In the end, the rank 3 martial artist from Jian province lost. According to the agreement, he handed his Army over to great ancestor Da Feng and only took his core subordinates with him. He then returned to Jian province and established martial Union.
That rank-3 martial artist had already gone extinct for several hundred years, yet martial Union had always announced that he was still alive. This was where martial Union’s true confidence lay.
“So. martial Union used to be. Revolutionary Army ….
Under the candlelight, Xu Qi ‘an closed the file that the night watchman had brought out from the warehouse. He felt that there was a loophole that could not be ignored.
“According to the dossiers, the founder of martial Union, a rank-3 expert, lost to great ancestor Da Feng. However, great ancestor’s soul has already returned to heaven and earth, so why is he still alive?”
It didn’t make sense that the stronger expert would die, while the weaker one would still be alive. We’re all martial artists, all equally vulgar. Why can you live for hundreds of years?
Following this train of thought, he suddenly discovered a detail that he had previously overlooked. Emperor Wu Zong had usurped the throne with the excuse of purging the Emperor of treason. He was a formidable man at the peak of martial arts.
However, he died of old age after. hundred years …
“From the situation of the two emperors, great ancestor Da Feng and Wu Zong, it seems that martial artists can’t live long? But if that was the case, how did that commoner of the Jian province live for hundreds of years?
“Is martial Union bluffing and trying to deceive everyone? Impossible. If it was a lie, it could only fool ordinary people, not the Imperial court. However, the Imperial court had tacitly approved of martial Union’s existence. This meant that the Imperial court was afraid of him. It was possible that the former leader of the revolutionary Army was still alive …
“Then, the problem lies with the imperial family of Da Feng? “What’s the reason that the high-ranked martial artists of the DA Feng imperial family
can’t live forever?”
Xu Qi ‘an couldn’t figure it out, so he turned his head and asked Zhong Li, who was sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, “”Senior martial sister Zhong, I suddenly thought of a question.”
Zhong Li’s disheveled head turned around, her eyes hidden in her messy hair, staring at him. “How did the founding Emperor of Da Feng die?”
“I’ll die of old age.”
“Xu Qi ‘an choked and quickly added, ” but, could a peak martial artist’s lifespan be the same as an ordinary person’s? ‘
“I, I’m not a warrior, I don’t know …” Zhong Li said in a low voice. She felt guilty for not being able to help Xu Qi ‘an.
Well, forget it, it’s not an urgent matter that requires an answer anyway … Xu Qi ‘an blew out the candle, took off his shoes, and climbed into bed. He laughed and teased, ‘
“Come over and sleep together?”
Senior martial sister Zhong was still a Virgin, so she ignored him.
Jian province.
According to the geographical records of Jiuzhou, there were mountains in Jianzhou, and there were beasts in the mountains. They had the face of a human and the body of a beast. They had six tails and could swallow the moon. They were called ” Quanrong.
Quanrong mountain was the headquarters of martial Union.
Rongrong, the mesmerizing hand, followed her master and the landlord on a carriage to the Quanrong mountain, the holy mountain in the hearts of the people of the Jian state’s martial arts world.
Ten thousand Flower House’s Head had brought a dozen experts and had come to answer the call.
The ten thousand Flower House was mainly made up of women, all of whom were beautiful and charming. Those with good aptitudes would stay as direct disciples, while those with poor aptitudes would be married out.
Over the past hundred years, most of the top ranked sects in Jian Zhou had some sort of in-laws with the ten thousand Flower House.
this time, I’ve brought you out to see the world. Don’t force yourself. Just be a bystander. The beautiful woman warned her disciple.
Even among the beauties, Rongrong was outstanding. She first nodded and then said somewhat unconvinced, ‘”‘Master, I’m already rank-6..”