Chapter 698 The Collapse of the Old Order

Chapter 698 The collapse of the old order...

The boundary between superior martial arts and magical skills is the will of the Martial Saint.

Any magical skill contains the will of the person who created it. If future generations of students can touch their will, they can practice it to great success.

Tiangang Fist ranks among the four ancient and modern divine fists. It is as famous as the Ba Fist of King Zhao of Xifu, the Brahma Fist of Eternal Yuelun Temple in Dali, and the divine fist of Gao Jia in the late Tang Dynasty.

Some people even call it the highest intention of ancient and modern boxing!

Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, relied on this fist to conquer the world, dominate the world, lead the world with cloth clothes, and be the best in the world.

The same Tiangang Fist was already quite powerful in Zhang Xuan's hands. Yang Yu was also surprised at the time, but it was only then that he really felt the true meaning of this boxing technique!

This is the fist of the emperor, this is the fist of the emperor, and even more so, the fist of the lord who engulfs the world!

Buzz!

Like the sun surveying the sky, its power is mighty and extremely brilliant.

If Zhang Xuanba’s hegemonic fist is a domineering one that cannot be disobeyed by anything in the world, then this Tiangang Fist is a kingly fist that can bring all kinds of people into my hands.

It's not like martial arts, but more like magical powers. In a trance, it seems that there are all the stars in the sky and the sea of ​​stars gathered together to push forward together.

Boom!

There was another roar in the wild forest, as if the ground was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

Yang Yu's body shook violently, cracks in the ground beneath him spread out for more than ten feet, and smoke and dust rose up like clouds.

"Brother Yang?"

Qin Si exclaimed, completely unaware of what happened.

"The brand in this human race bag was indeed left by Zhang Yuanzhu. This Ming Taizu's boxing skills are really good, so he suffered some losses..."

Wiping away the blood seeping from the corners of his eyes, Yang Yu gently rubbed his temples. This Tiangang fist was really powerful. Even though he was prepared, he still suffered some injuries.

"It's not easy to overpower his will..."

"It's really Zhang Yuanzhu..."

Using her magical power to disperse the smoke and dust, Qin Si took a few steps forward and felt the faint fluctuations of the fist, and her heart couldn't help but become solemn.

Throughout the ages, it has not been easy to leave a name in history or martial arts. Times have changed, and it is difficult for future generations to remember the great figures no matter how great they are.

Zhang Yuanzhu takes care of both

In the history books, his status is extremely high. Throughout the four hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, he was an outstanding emperor who was known as the emperor of the ages.

In the arena, he is also the most popular. Before Zhang Xuanba, many people believed that he was a supreme master who could rival Lu Chen, Bodhidharma, and Sloppy Taoist.

"Does his will have to be overcome in order to sacrifice this human race bag?"

Qin Si thought for a while:

"Brother Yang, if you can draw it out, maybe I can try to drive it away. Maybe, I can try to turn harm into good..."

"Deportation?"

Yang Yu thought for a moment, but still refused:

"Mystical powers are not omnipotent. Your magical powers have not yet been promoted to the second level. If you want to drive away the will of the Martial Saint, I'm afraid it will be backlashed..."

Magical power also has its limits. According to his estimation, the first level of magical power should be equivalent to the ninth level of superior martial arts. It may be more magical, but it is not bad.

But no matter what, it is almost impossible for the first-level magical power to drive away Zhang Yuanzhu's Tiangang Fist will.

and……

"The road to Black Mountain is not far away, so I can kill time. My martial arts advancement has reached a bottleneck at this time. Maybe I can use Zhang Yuanzhu's martial arts will to sort out my martial arts system..."

Yang Yu relaxed his spirit and his eyes were bright.

In the past ten years or so, he has naturally practiced very diligently, but the crisis that always pressed on him made it difficult for him to calm down and sort out the martial arts.

Of course, he was far from this level at that time, and following the example of his predecessors was the best way.

But at this moment, he was already standing at the pinnacle before the Martial Saint, so naturally he was different.

"Brother Yang, do you want to make a contribution?"

Qin Si felt extremely complicated.

These days, she has been practicing very diligently and has made rapid progress. She has already condensed the true energy. She thinks that in a few years, she may be able to create a furnace of energy and blood.

However……

“It’s not about creating achievements, it’s about sorting yourself out.”

After putting away the human race bag, Yang Yu's breath dropped a little, but his energy was surprisingly good.

As the Red Sun Dharma King said, warriors born in this world are much luckier than any other era in history.

Lu Chen, Bodhidharma, Sloppy Taoist, Zhang Yuanzhu, Zhang Xuanba... and even countless famous and unknown sages in history have already expanded the path of martial arts to a very high level.

Three thousand years ago, at the end of the Qin Dynasty, martial arts sprouted, and most of the warriors were groping around stumblingly. Even if they achieved something, it was mostly coincidence, and they imitated others, but most of the time they failed.

At that time, there seemed to be only a few people such as Lu Chen and Ba Zun who had practiced to the level of martial saints today. The vast majority of warriors may not have been able to practice to the level of masters at this time.

Therefore, those warriors must achieve meritorious deeds before the master.

Two thousand years ago, Bodhidharma sorted out the martial arts and opened up the Zen martial arts. At that time, before the master, the path was almost smooth, and there was no need to fumble around in confusion, nor to create achievements too early.

More than a thousand years ago, after a sloppy Taoist proposed the Four Steps of the Martial Saint, it seems that even the Martial Saint has traces to follow. There are already so many martial arts in the world that it is impossible to learn them all, and naturally there are only a few who have achieved success.

It’s not that future generations are inferior to their predecessors, but if they have learned something, why bother groping in the fog?

Phew!

Feeling Yang Yu's will, the goshawk flapped its wings and landed.

"Going back to Montenegro?"

Qin Si asked, feeling suddenly uneasy.

"Go back. However, before I go back, there are still some things to do..."

With one step, he put Qin Si on the back of the eagle. Yang Yu raised his sleeves, and the goshawk flapped its wings and flew away.

"Is this direction towards Yunzhou?"

"Yunzhou has fallen. Mr. Xu and Mr. Wang are here, so there is no need for us to intervene. Let's take a trip to Qingyan Mansion..."

Yang Yu looked down at the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes dark:

"Go and meet that person, the shame of the Martial Saint..."

…

…

In troubled times, use heavy codes.

The first time he returned to Longyuan City, Wang Muzhi felt the roar of Longyuan City. On the streets, everyone closed their doors. At a glance, the most prosperous restaurants were very deserted.

Only teams of soldiers were patrolling.

"With the strong support of Princess Longyuan, Mr. Xu began to purge the court after returning to the city. Many ministers, including Li Yan, were imprisoned..."

Qiu Zhanyu waited at the city gate for a long time. When he saw Wang Muzhi return, he felt relieved and told him about the drastic changes in the city in the past few days.

Emperor Qianheng was kidnapped. This was an earth-shattering event, and the officials almost quarreled.

When the prince in Shendu succeeded to the throne and the news came that Xue Dilong was named the national master, it caused an uproar.

All the ministers, including Li Yan, demanded that the Shence Army be gathered immediately and the Royal Forest Army return to the capital of God.

"Xu Laoli overcame all opinions and persuaded the commander of the Shence Army, Qishengyan, and the army will set off from Yunzhou tomorrow to resist the Sirius..."

Qiu Zhanyu sighed:

"The night when Your Majesty was taken prisoner, there was a storm, and the court felt like it was in a state of turmoil..."

"It has nothing to do with him... The change in the situation is due to the death of Prince Zhao."

Wang Muzhi was very calm:

"Nowadays, everyone knows that the natural change is coming, but they don't know that the natural change has already happened four hundred years ago. The old order can no longer be applied to this world..."

"ah?"

Qiu Zhanyu was slightly startled.

"In the two thousand and six hundred years before the Ming Dynasty, even in the prosperous martial arts era where sloppy Taoists lived, in fact, there were only two or three martial saints who existed in the same lifetime.

But now, there are more than ten martial saints in the world? I’m afraid that all twenty of them will have it…”

Wang Muzhi paced slowly:

"It's not just when the tide rises and magical masters spring up like mushrooms after a rain, it's a change of the sky. When the old order collapses, it's also a change of the sky!"

The change of heaven has already arrived!

Wang Muzhi also has a clear mind.

He has read through the Taoist canon and Buddhist scriptures, has entered the fantasy realm of immortals and demons several times, and has a deep understanding of ancient times.

In ancient times, there were dynasties, but the records of dynasties dominating the world are only recorded in history books for three thousand years!

In the past two thousand years, the most fundamental reason why the dynasty has dominated the world is that it controls the most powerful violent institution in the world.

A grandmaster's cavalry can be worth a thousand. A great grandmaster can form an army with one person, and one person can conquer a city or a state, but in the end he cannot match the power of a dynasty or a country.

However, Wu Sheng is different!

Within a short distance, the Martial Saint can defeat a whole country!

"Zhang Yuanzhu is indeed an unparalleled genius. Four hundred years ago, he had already realized this. Therefore, he left behind many magic weapons to control the country, the Taoist soldiers Hanshan, the Jin Yiwei, and the Six Gates. , divided into nine major branches, inheriting its own magical skills..."

While speaking, Wang Muzhi paused slightly and looked towards the alley:

“In the past four hundred years, the reason why the old order has been maintained is, first of all, because of the people’s will, and the three thousand years of imperial rule have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Secondly, it is also because the legacy left by this great ancestor is so deep that the Ming Dynasty three days ago could still barely maintain..."

At the entrance of the alley, Xu Wenji stood silently, leaning on a bamboo stick.

"...But now, it's very different."

Wang Muzhi paused for a moment, then continued after seeing that his teacher did not speak to refute:

"Not counting Taoist Lin, nor his disciples and Yang Yu, nor Xue Dilong, Xu Jing, Qi Daoguang, Song Tiandao, Tie Hengliu, Mi Tianjiao Guan Qi, these are just a thin line away and can cross the threshold at any time. The Grand Master, not counting the one in Dayan Mountain,

Even those magical masters among the people who are not as eye-catching as the martial arts masters, but have already passed the three steps of Daoguo and are about to be ranked among the ten capitals...

But there are as many as eighteen people on the Splendid List! "

"To this day, I still don't know how Prince Zhao was able to intimidate so many Martial Saints and Ten Capital Masters..."

At this point, Wang Muzhi couldn't help but admire him, but he also sighed:

"But there will never be another Zhang Xuanba in this world..."

"You are right."

Xu Wenji nodded silently and sighed:

"As you said, so what?"

This time, Wang Muzhi was silent.

"I ask you, before ancient times, what was the area with a radius of 180,000 miles with Longyuandao as the center called?"

Wang Muzhi was shocked.

"I'll answer you..."

After taking a deep look at his disciple, Xu Wenji gave his bamboo stick a heavy slap:

"Pasture, Yinsi Ranch!"

"Tell me, what is a ranch and what are they raising in captivity?!"