Chapter 225 Opening the Sky with One Sword, the Qualifications of Emperor Wu

Jiang Changsheng could hear Mu Lingluo's inner voice, and the spiritual sense on the golden scale and jade leaf could also perceive that there was no other spiritual wisdom in the prisoner's sky tablet just now.

Mu Xuanzang asked nervously: "Dare to ask the gods, what is the inheritance?"

Jiang Changsheng's voice sounded again: "You'd better not know, so as not to cause trouble."

When Mu Xuanzang heard this, he quickly shut up, stood up, and walked to the entrance of the cave to wait.

Jiang Changsheng performed the technique of dreaming and entered Mu Lingluo's dream. Mu Lingluo was not dreaming, but the current state was the same as dreaming, so the technique of dreaming was feasible.

Jiang Changsheng came to a piece of red land, the land was desolate, yellow sand swept the sky, Mu Lingluo stood on the ground blankly, Jiang Changsheng appeared behind her, following her gaze, the end of the world was extremely dark, there was a The stone monument stands like a pillar of the sky, I don't know how high it is.

"What the hell is this place?"

Mu Lingluo muttered to himself, his words were full of anxiety.

Jiang Changsheng patted her on the shoulder, and she jumped away immediately in fright. When she turned her head and saw Jiang Changsheng, she did not relax.

"Who are you?" Mu Lingluo said in a deep voice, her eyebrows frowned.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "You even forgot about me? Don't worry, I came here in a dream, and I will accompany you to get this inheritance."

Hearing this, Mu Lingluo was still skeptical.

Jiang Changsheng was satisfied with her attitude, and said: "Let's go together. If you are worried, we can keep a distance. There is a memory in this inheritance. He will talk to you, but he can't see me, and you don't have to." Too afraid of him, he is just an afterimage of memory, no matter how you ask him or contact him, he will respond to you with a fixed answer."

As soon as he entered the dreamland, Jiang Changsheng's spiritual sense swept away, and he understood the other party.

Although Mu Lingluo was surprised, she still chose to nod. Just now she went out, and the two walked towards the distant stone tablet together.

Mu Lingluo couldn't help asking: "Brother Changsheng, if it's really you, could it be that you arranged this inheritance for me?"

She felt that it couldn't be such a coincidence. She had encountered crises and opportunities in the past, but Jiang Changsheng didn't show up. Even if it was special this time, it shouldn't be such a coincidence that her consciousness entered the inherited memory.

Jiang Changsheng said: "It doesn't matter whether it's right or not, just grasp it well, this opportunity is not easy."

It's not easy!

Although it is just a memory afterimage, it can be seen that the owner of the Prisoner's Stele is very powerful, probably stronger than all warriors in the current world.

The Prisoner's Stele in the distance is at least five feet high, which is extremely exaggerated.

This reminded Jiang Changsheng of Ye Xundi's Huangdao Shenyuan Gong. Ye Xundi can also condense his true energy into a stone tablet, but the two tablets are not the same.

As Mu Lingluo walked forward, she chatted with Jiang Changsheng, and she knew that this was her elder brother Changsheng, not an illusion.

Jiang Changsheng's temperament and tone are difficult to imitate.

That kind of omniscient, omniscient and unpredictable state is obviously her elder brother.

Even knowing this, she didn't get close to Jiang Changsheng, it's always a good thing to be careful.

The two of them hadn't reached the Prisoner's Monument when there was a huge earthquake, and terrifying cracks appeared on the ground, which quickly expanded into canyons, causing Mu Lingluo to fly high into the sky. Still did not fall.

Seeing that he was fine, Mu Lingluo turned her head to look, her eyes widened and her face showed shock.

The Prisoner's Monument turned into an incomparably huge stone sword, standing at the end of the world. On the sword grid, there was a figure with his back leaning on the hilt. On the stone sword, he was as small as dust, but his aura was extremely powerful. The eyes that attracted Mu Lingluo locked on him immediately.

"Junior, do you know this sword?"

An indifferent loud voice sounded, deafening.

Mu Lingluo frowned, she had never seen it before, but she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Brother Changsheng said just now..."

Mu Lingluo's eyes flickered, and she said, "Who are you?"

"My name is not important, my martial art should not be buried."

Hearing this, Mu Lingluo couldn't help looking at Jiang Changsheng with doubts in his eyes.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "You said things that have nothing to do with this situation."

Mu Lingluo looked at the huge stone sword again, and said, "You should bury it."

"Hahaha, in the barren land, my lord is ups and downs, junior, did Emperor Wu exist in your time?"

Mu Lingluo raised her eyebrows and said, "Can you hurry up?"

"What is Emperor Wu? Emperor Wu is the supreme realm of martial arts. It is a powerful force that unifies a family, and it is a force that can shake the rules of heaven and earth."

"Brother Changsheng, he has really fixed his way of speaking. It's really interesting."

"Very good, it seems that you have the awareness to accept the inheritance, junior, draw this sword, as long as you can do it, you will get my inheritance."

"Brother Changsheng, who is better between him and you?"

Facing Mu Lingluo's curiosity, Jiang Changsheng smiled without saying a word.

The mysterious voice no longer sounded.

Mu Lingluo took off and flew over the huge stone sword, Jiang Changsheng followed closely behind, and they saw the man.

This person has disheveled hair, wearing a robe made of animal skin, his face is full of vicissitudes, his eyes are closed, there is a very long scar across his eyelids, his eyelids are sunken, his hands are folded in front of his chest, his white hair is fluttering, and his body is loose. With an ancient atmosphere.

That's right, a person exudes an ancient aura.

This kind of breath is not simply old, but one can feel that he comes from a long time ago and has been honed over the years as soon as he sees this person.

Mu Lingluo looked away, and she flew to the side of the scabbard. The scabbard alone was like a mountain. She held it down with both hands and tried her best, but she couldn't pull it out.

She tried several times, but nothing worked.

Jiang Changsheng said: "Drawing a sword is not a hard one. Don't forget, this is not reality."

When Mu Lingluo heard it, she suddenly understood. She flew to Jiang Changsheng's side, looked at the huge stone sword again, and her eyes became firm.

A firm belief emerged in her heart, that is, she must pull out the sword.

She is a genius herself, and she has hardly encountered setbacks since she was a child. She is conceited deep in her heart, so this belief is very strong. Almost just after she appeared, the huge stone sword began to tremble.

The dust was flying and the earth was shaking.

The figure above the sword grid stood up straight, with his hands drooping, turned to look at Mu Lingluo, and said, "Okay, I didn't expect that there would be such a person of faith after all eternity. Junior, you are entitled to my inheritance."

"Remember my name, I am Prisoner Emperor Wu, this sword is called Prisoner's Sword, it can help you cross the sky, never leave it behind."

The mysterious voice sounded again, the tone was vicissitudes, but it was full of pride.

The heaven and the earth shattered, and Jiang Changsheng's technique of entrusting dreams was interrupted.

Mu Lingluo opened her eyes, red light burst out from both eyes, and the Prisoner Sword in her hand released majestic luck, attracting martial arts aura into her body, and martial arts figures began to appear in her pupils, Different moves, fast flashing switch.

Jiang Changsheng, who was far away in the Earth Spirit Tree, calculated in his mind:

"I want to know how strong was Prisoner Martial Emperor when he was alive?"

[Temporarily unable to calculate, not within the detection range of the system]

It just doesn't count, but it does exist.

Jiang Changsheng suspected that Emperor Wu's body was still there, and Emperor Wu's body was immortal.

Different from the inheritance that Lin Haotian encountered before, that inheritance only has exercises and no magical weapons.

The divine sense on the golden scale jade leaf could feel that Mu Lingluo's skill was soaring.

This is inheritance, not only teaching people how to fish, but also helping them transform!

Jiang Changsheng landed on the ground and asked, "Miss Ji, have you heard of Prisoner Wudi?"

Hearing this, Ji Wujun looked away from the paper in her hand, she looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said: "I know, there are dozens of Emperor Wu of different eras recorded in the ancient offerings of the Holy Dynasty. Of course, this is not all, it is just According to the court's understanding, Prisoner Wudi is an extremely ancient Emperor Wu, and his deeds are widely spread in the human race, but the world does not know his real name, and regards him as the god who opened the sky. Legend has it that at the beginning of the world, it was extremely dark, and there was a god and a sword Opening the sky, bringing light to the world, the god of opening the sky refers to Prisoner Martial Emperor, he achieved great martial arts, cut the sky with a single sword, beheaded the powerful demon saint who covered the bright sun, and brought light to the world."

The legend also attracted the attention of others.

Ji Wujun then said: "Most of the legends of immortals and gods in the world are done by ancient warriors, but they have been exaggerated by generations. Of course, there are real immortals and gods, and that's you."

She looked at Jiang Changsheng with fanaticism. She really wanted to know about the world of gods and gods, but Bai Qi asked before, but Jiang Changsheng didn't answer, so she didn't dare to ask more.

Ye Xundi asked curiously: "How strong is Prisoner Wudi? How many ranks can he rank among the Wudi of each era?"

Ji Wujun shook his head and said: "I don't know, at least the top five. After all, opening the sky with one sword is something that many Martial Emperors have never done."

Jiang Changsheng thought of Lin Haotian's Invincible Reincarnation Sutra, and he asked: "Is there a Martial Emperor named after Invincible or Reincarnation?"

Ji Wujun nodded and said: "Indeed, that is a Martial Emperor ten thousand years ago. He swept the world and was invincible in the world. Even other Martial Emperors at the same time were no match for him. His most famous achievement was to resurrect an ancient Martial Emperor. His defeat, this person has reached the point of madness in order to fight."

She paused, and continued: "Emperor Wu is immortal, his corpse and inheritance are scattered all over the world, and the Holy Dynasty can't collect them all. Dare to ask the ancestors, but you have obtained their inheritance?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Just asking."

Everyone didn't believe it, but they didn't dare to question it.

Ye Xundi hurriedly asked: "Is there a Emperor Wu with the name of Huangdao Shenyuan?"

Ji Wujun shook his head.

Ye Xundi did not give up, and asked, "What about the Great Vajra body?"

Ji Wujun said: "The Great Vajra Divine Body was born in the Holy Dynasty. What you practice should be created by that Divine Body. Although it is equally powerful, it cannot be compared with the real Great Vajra Divine Body. However, the Great Vajra Divine Body cannot reach the height of Emperor Wu. , Emperor Wu is not only a state, but also a title of invincibility, so the strength of Emperor Wu varies from time to time."

"In today's world, I think only Dao Patriarch is qualified to be called Emperor Wu!"

Ye Xundi cursed secretly, I will really flatter you every now and then, you are all done, what should I do?

The third watch is late again.

No, I have to adjust my schedule when I set the alarm tomorrow QAQ