I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Chapter 187 Bad News



Chapter 187 Bad News

The news of Tang Yu's breakthrough to the Tiangang realm spread quickly, causing quite a stir in the entire martial arts world.

And what happened next was just as Yan Xiu had expected. The warriors of the Great Yuan Martial Arts Forest broke through their realms one after another like mushrooms after a rain.

The thirty-third year of Zhenghe.

May.

In just over a year, the number of people in the Tianyuan realm has increased to dozens, and the number of people in the Xiantian realm is countless.

In the martial arts world, any sect with some background has a Tianyuan realm master. Some sects with a long history even have two or three Tianyuan realm masters, and they are very prosperous for a time.

Fuzhenguan.

Although it is not yet autumn, the courtyard is already filled with colorful fallen leaves.

Yan Xiu sat cross-legged under Jianmu, with spiritual energy surging throughout his body.

Countless leaves falling in disorder were invisibly split into two parts in the air, as if they were cut by an invisible sword.

Looking at the whole courtyard, it was peaceful and there was no sign of any sword intent.

And somewhere thousands of miles away, the top of a towering mountain over a thousand feet high suddenly exploded, the sound resounded through the sky, and rubble splashed all over the sky.

Yan Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He let out a breath, slowly stood up, and brushed the fallen leaves off his shoulders.

He has already cultivated the sword of Tiandun Sword Intention, but it consumes a lot of mental and spiritual energy to draw the sword, but its power is also very overbearing.

The Dao Sword can not only destroy the opponent's soul silently, but it can even cut tangible objects like a physical sword.

"I haven't received a reply in over a year."

Yan Xiu lowered his head slightly to calculate the time and murmured softly.

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Desert state.

This place got its name because it is close to the Desert Sea.

At noon, the sun shone on the sparkling sea, and a huge ship slowly approached the shore.

As the ship gradually approached the dock, the porters who were waiting for work on the shore gathered around, waiting for the boatman's call.

Soon, with a slight friction sound, the ship docked steadily at the pier, and countless travelers disembarked and stepped onto the long-lost land.

A man with a gray face, carrying a wooden box on his back and wrapped tightly, walked out of the dock as the crowd disembarked.

"Young man, how do I get to the capital?"

The man asked a passerby, his tone sounding a little weak.

"The capital? That's too far away. It would take at least two or three months to get there from here."

The passerby looked him up and down and continued, "There are countless bandits who block the road and rob people along the way. It's better to find a caravan to travel with you. It's safer and the cost is not expensive. In a few days..."

"Just give me a rough direction, no need to bother."

The man interrupted him in a low voice.

Then the passerby impatiently pointed in a direction, and the man left with the wooden box on his back.

Three months later.

In a desolate and remote dilapidated inn.

The man devoured the food on the table like whirlwind, as if he had been hungry for a long time.

The shopkeeper's eyes were fixed on the wooden box at the man's feet, without moving.

He calmly glanced at the waiter, who immediately walked quietly to the kitchen.

After the man had eaten and drunk his fill, the shopkeeper asked with a smile on his face.

"Did you enjoy your meal, sir?"

The man nodded and said something shocking.

"For the sake of today's meal, I'll spare your lives."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shopkeeper's face changed drastically.

"Kill him to death!"

Suddenly, a dozen nimble guys came out from all directions, holding weapons and surrounded the man.

"Today you not only have to leave your things behind, but your life as well."

The shopkeeper stared at the wooden box, his face full of greed.

The man touched the wooden box, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

"I changed my mind. You all have to die."

Immediately afterwards, muffled noises were heard from the inn.

In just a few breaths, the man pushed open the door carrying the wooden box.

In the inn behind him, the owner and the waiter of the black shop had their eyes wide open and died with their eyes open.

The man picked a fat and strong horse and continued to gallop towards the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.

Another month later, the man finally vaguely saw the city wall of the capital.

As the saying goes, a horse will die if it runs too fast. After running for more than an hour, he finally arrived at the city gate.

The city wall, which is more than ten feet high, is jet black in color and made of solid and heavy stone. It stands tall and majestic, like a winding dragon guarding the entire capital city.

The fully armed guards at the city gate watched the people coming in and out to prevent anyone from causing trouble or committing any crime.

The man followed the crowd and slowly moved towards the city gate. When the soldiers guarding the city asked him to open the box for inspection, he was refused.

Immediately, the guards surrounded the man, and the leading soldier shouted at him to open the wooden box.

The man shook his head and said weakly, "This item is extremely valuable. I don't have much time to waste."

Upon hearing this, the guards instantly became alert and let out a sharp scream.

Immediately, the other soldiers defending the city heard the call and rushed over, surrounding the man in three layers inside and outside.

"How dare you, you bastard, come to the capital and commit crimes! Why don't you surrender now?"

The man turned a deaf ear and just walked forward step by step.

With every step he took, the man's aura grew.

After he stepped through the dark city gate, his aura surged like a wave, blowing away all the guards who were besieging him.

The man jumped up, without any intention of concealing his breath, and flew straight towards Dayuan Mountain.

When he approached Fuzhen Temple, many disciples of Fuzhen Temple were already on high alert.

Xu Zhiqing, Tang Yu, Liu Wuyan, Helian Cheng, Zhu Miao and others all looked solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The aura emanating from this person alone made it difficult for them to breathe.

"The peak of Tiangang Realm, no, this person is probably even higher than that!"

Tang Yu murmured.

He himself was at the Tiangang realm, so he was naturally very familiar with the warriors at this realm. However, the man in front of him carrying a wooden box was beyond his comprehension.

This person's aura fluctuates and is very unstable.

"May I ask which one is the Dao Zun?"

The man glanced at everyone and took off the wooden box on his back while speaking.

When the wooden box fell to the ground, everyone present felt a shock under their feet and looked surprised.

It seems that not only this man is extraordinary, but even the wooden box is not an ordinary thing.

This man has been making such a fuss since he entered the city gate, not taking anyone into account at all.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Yan Xiu flew down from the courtyard on the top of the mountain and came in front of them.

The man's eyes suddenly lit up: "It seems that you are the Taoist master."

Yan Xiu nodded slightly.

He did not sense any ill intentions from this man, but rather, his internal aura was disordered, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Can we talk alone?" the man suddenly asked.

Yan Xiu did not answer, but flew towards the courtyard on the top of the mountain, with the man following closely behind him.

As soon as Fang entered the courtyard, he could no longer suppress his injuries and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was not the normal deep red, but mixed with frosty white.

Yan Xiu frowned, a little unable to see through this person.

Without waiting for Yan Xiu to ask, the man forced himself to slowly open the wooden box.

When Yan Xiu's gaze fell on the wooden box, the sky and the earth changed color.


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