C515 The Last Age of Martial Arts

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The black storm and Xu Qingmo's last bit of energy fiercely clashed, causing an intense collision to occur …

Xu Qingmo didn't know what was behind him. He felt himself falling into a ball of white light, then his vision went black and he fainted. It was just that at the last moment before he fainted, he felt his back colliding with something soft.

Had he landed?

When Xu Qingmo woke up, he saw a blue sky and white clouds in front of him. The sun was not high, and the entire sky seemed to be rippling.

Xu Qingmo wanted to sit up, but he found that he was too weak and did not have the slightest bit of strength.

He had to resist the black storm in the darkness for too long, which drained the last bit of energy in Xu Qingmo's body. Now, his entire body felt sore, and he simply could not feel anything.

"Alright, it's good to lie down and bask in the sun. I wonder what time it is now." Xu Qingmo said in satisfaction. Whether or not he succeeded in transcending over, not dying was the greatest joy.

"Ahhh, why aren't you getting up yet? You're going to crush me to death!"

Suddenly, a young and tender shout came from below him. Then, Xu Qingmo saw from the corner of his eyes two small hands that were flopping about, splashing water that landed on the corner of his mouth that was wet and salty.

This is seawater?

There was also someone underneath him.

Xu Qingmo slowly gathered his strength and finally moved an inch. Then, taking advantage of this opportunity, the person below him reached out his hand and pushed Xu Qingmo away, rolling to the side.

"What the hell are you? You're crushing me to death!" With a flip of her body, she appeared in front of Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo finally saw clearly that the person he was pressing down on was a little boy of eleven or twelve years old. His hair was messy and the clothes he was wearing were tattered, but his expression was not bad, as if he had trained in martial arts.

He looked around and saw a blue sea. He and the little boy were standing on a broken door that was floating and swaying in the sea water.

When Xu Qingmo saw this, he couldn't help but be moved slightly. If he hadn't coincidentally been suppressing the little boy, he might have fallen into the ocean, sinking to the bottom.

In other words, this little boy could be considered his savior.

"You're a person?" The little boy also saw Xu Qingmo clearly, and immediately exclaimed, "How did you fall from the sky?"

Xu Qingmo didn't say anything, he only looked at the little boy's clothes. He wanted to see what era it was, but the harvest was very small.

The little boy's clothes were all patched up, patched up, dirty old, and dirty old. Judging from the material, he was sure that it was not the 21st world, but as to the specific age, Xu Qingmo could not even tell from the clothes, his understanding of the history of China was limited to the history textbooks of the junior high schools.

"So he's a mute. What a cool person." The little boy saw that Xu Qingmo did not speak and could not help but to shake his head, "Your whole body cannot move, you are still a mute, a piece of lumber. Sigh, your life is really bitter, I sympathize with you."

"You are the mute." Xu Qingmo said snappily.

"You could talk!" The little boy was shocked and immediately went on guard. He took the pose of a wuchun Punch, "I'm an expert on the wuchun, don't think of doing anything evil."

Xu Qingmo looked at the little boy's posture and his eyes immediately lit up. Although he was training in Immortal Instruction of the Longevity, he had studied all kinds of martial arts and combined with the Immortal Instruction of the Longevity, he could continuously improve, so naturally he had some understanding of wuchun.

Just by putting on a simple front, Xu Qingmo could see that this little boy actually had some skills in wuchun Fists. If it were in the modern era, it would probably not be a problem for him to beat up three or five adults.

"I'm confused, you're a cripple." The little boy patted his head and relaxed.

"What time is it?" Xu Qingmo asked.

"Hmm?" The little boy was stunned and confused by the question.

"What year is it this year?" Xu Qingmo said again.

"This year is …" The little boy was about to answer when he suddenly froze. He counted with his fingers for a long time, but he didn't understand. However, he didn't want to lose face in front of strangers.

Xu Qingmo curled his lips. Even if he knew what the new year was, it would be useless. "Who's the Emperor?"

The little boy was startled, then stared at Xu Qingmo with a strange gaze: "Are you an idiot? Still living in the past? The emperor has disappeared a long time ago, and the last fake emperor, Yuan Datou, also passed away. "

Xu Qingmo's ears moved, he finally heard a familiar word.

The last fake emperor, coupled with the three words, 'Yuan Datou' …

He was also dead. Now, it should be the era of the warlord's decree that matters.

Xu Qingmo calculated, this era was exactly a hundred years away from the 2016 that he had come back to!

'Did I really transmigrate? '

Xu Qingmo raised his head to look at the sky, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

They were glad that they did not die and were able to survive through the darkness. The one who lost was Lin Ruochu!

Xu Qingmo's heart suddenly hurt. If he teleported here, then what about Lin Ruochu? What about her? She was still in those days.

If Lin Hongtu and Lin Piaobo had died, if even he himself did not know how to return, and if he could not be sure whether he could return or not, wouldn't that mean that he was forever separated from Lin Ruochu?

Just then, Xu Qingmo suddenly had a thought, and felt a familiar feeling.

That was the soul of Lin Ruochu, who was in the mysterious space!

Xu Qingmo was overjoyed. Even before he entered that mystical realm, he could still feel Lin Ruochu?

The space that Lin Ruochu lived in ought to not be restricted by space and time. In the twenty-first century, after entering a meditative state, she used a self-created move to break through the invisible barrier and chat with Lin Ruochu. But now, without using anything, she could vaguely feel Lin Ruochu's existence.

Doesn't that mean that the space where Lin Ruochu's divine soul resided was even closer to this era?

Xu Qingmo was wild with joy. In other words, in this era, he would be able to be even closer to Lin Ruochu.

In the twenty-first century, Xu Qingmo can only enter that wondrous realm once in a while, because the energy consumption was simply too great. Moreover, when he spoke to Lin Ruochu, it was only for a short moment, but from the looks of it, it was possible for him to interact with Lin Ruochu for a long period of time, and even save Lin Ruochu.

Thinking about that, Xu Qingmo immediately had motivation, he started to circulate his Immortal Instruction of the Longevity, wanting to cultivate and gather together. Using that finger, he talked to Lin Ruochu.

But once he channeled his force, Xu Qingmo was immediately stunned.

What was going on?

Xu Qingmo realized that the meridians in his body were blocked, as if he had never cultivated it before.

He had lost all of his cultivation at the late stage of the Gui Yuan Realm.

Right now, Xu Qingmo was just an ordinary person!

Xu Qingmo was stunned.

Could it be that because he had passed through time and space, his cultivation regressed as well? Or was it because he had used all his strength in the dark space to resist the black storm?

Xu Qingmo didn't know the specific reason, but after confirming a few times, he was afraid that he had to start from the beginning.

Xu Qingmo was confident that even if he had to start from the beginning, he would still be able to step into the realm of true returning. Furthermore, with experience, he would be able to progress even faster, but the last time he spent almost fifteen years. No, five years! Five years would be enough.

Five years of true qi was an unbelievable miracle in the Martial Dao.

But five years, to Lin Ruochu, was too long!

How could he endure being unable to speak to Lin Ruochu for five years!

Lin Ruochu could last for five years in that kind of predicament?

Xu Qingmo was shocked, this was the first time he felt cold fear in his body.

In the next moment, the effect of Xu Qingmo's previous hard work came to fruition. As Xu Qingmo circulated a bit of his blood and Qi, Xu Qingmo was once again dumbfounded.

This

Xu Qingmo could feel that the blood flow in his body was very weak, but as an ordinary person, this was the first time he was channeling his strength!

Last time, under the old man's instructions, he had to spend three months to vaguely sense the presence of Qi and blood, and another year before he could channel the Qi and blood that was as thick as his hair.

With just a thought, he had activated his blood and Qi!

This meant that his cultivation speed was 100 times faster than before! A thousand times!

Five years of time, completely useless!

Ruozhu, you don't have to wait for five years, I will quickly cultivate and come find you!

However, Xu Qingmo frowned. He thought that the reason he was able to cultivate so fast was probably not only because he had the experience of 21 worlds, but also because of this era …

Xu Qingmo closed his eyes to sense his surroundings and the surrounding energy surged towards him like raging waves, as if it was going to swallow him up.

Xu Qingmo suddenly opened his eyes and immediately understood.

In this era, the spiritual energy in the air that could be absorbed by martial artists and promoted their cultivation was more than a hundred times what it was in the twenty-first century!

This was the era of martial arts!

Thinking about history, Xu Qingmo couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration!

Yes, in the era of the warlords, the martial arts world of China was exceptionally active. There were many martial artists that appeared one after another, and in the future, they would be able to shine with dazzling brilliance.

What spear god, fist king, elite fighter, they were all from this era!

No wonder when he saw the little boy just now, he thought that the boy was a martial arts genius, that he could execute wuchun Fist at such a young age. But now, it seems that he was just an average martial artist in this era, under the nourishment of this spiritual energy, practicing any fist technique was way easier than the 21st century!

For some reason, the spiritual energy in the air had disappeared into a small dot in the twenty-first century, which was why it took Xu Qingmo fifteen years to cultivate the Immortal Instruction of the Longevity.

But in this era of martial arts, fifteen years? There was no need at all!

Xu Qingmo's eyes flashed, this was the most explosive news that he knew since he came to this world.

This period of time was the last era of martial arts in history. Here, warriors could fight against guns and guns, and from now on, the age of gun and gun technology would officially occupy Earth.

Heroes of the world, fighting for martial arts!