Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 The quaint bronze mirror was originally gray, like a chaotic void.

　　 When Zhao Mu's mind sinks into it, his intention is like a big day to appear, dispelling the darkness.

　　 The invisible ripples rippled away, like a boulder falling on Pinghu, causing shocking movement.

　　 "A newcomer is here."

　　 It didn't take long for a mountain of divine will suddenly appeared.

　　 Slowly outlines a tall man with a flat crown on his head and wearing a vermilion dragon robe.

　　 "The momentum is raging, bright as the sun, still a master of martial arts! Is the innate great master?"

　　 Then, another divine intention emerged.

　　 Ethereal and uncertain, like a flowing wind.

　　 turned into a young man with a long and handsome figure.

　　 "I remember that the **** brother once gave a Zhoutian divine light mirror to Wu'anhou of Dazhou."

　　 "Zhao Kai is dead, I don't know whose hands the thing fell into?"

　　 Immediately afterwards, the third divine intent passed by like a meteor, contouring the figure.

　　 This person wears a crown of heaven and is dressed in Chinese clothes.

　　 The voice is vicissitudes of life, the oldest, the temples are frosty white.

　　 There is a high-level person who is not angry and prestigious while speaking.

　　 He stared at the uninvited guests who broke into this small world with scrutinizing eyes.

　　 "The gods are magnificent, as if the sun and the moon are hanging high, illuminating everything...This kind of cultivation base, besides the current Shenzhou No. 1 Emperor Mu, who else can have."

　　 The man in a vermilion dragon robe, who is as heavy as a mountain, appeared in a daze.

　　 "The young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."

　　 A chic and ethereal man, his eyes flickering thoughtfully.

　　 "Since Mu Tianzi has won the Zhoutian Divine Light Mirror, he should know the existence of the Mie Shengmeng."

　　 The man in Chinese clothes said in a deep voice.

　　 "I must have understood that the six great holy places that have held the Sacred Artifact and secretly manipulated the power of the dynasty over the past ten thousand years are really a heinous crime!"

　　 "Mie Shengmeng is to replace it and regain the power of the Divine State from the silverfish who steal the orthodoxy."

　　 "It is extremely! It is extremely! I am waiting for my enemies with the Holy Land, and it will be difficult to wash away the water from all over the world."

　　 "They won't die, China will never be safe!"

　　 "Mie Shengmeng now has Mu Tianzi to join, and it will surely be able to realize the big brother's plan!"

　　 The three divine wills interlaced and uttered, shaking the void.

　　 "This bronze mirror is used for internal communication."

　　 Zhao Mu's expression is a little weird.

　　Is he joining a chat group of the emperor of China?

　　 Those sketched images are all dressed in dung dragon robes of different specifications and shapes.

　　The Daye dynasty is Shanghong, and the robes and clothes are mostly luxurious and complicated.

　　 The most famous generation of emperors in the Da Yue Dynasty was a young man who admired the faith and liked the words of youth.

　　 In the annals of history, there are not many records about his achievements, but there are many famous articles handed down.

　　 Zhao Mu's thoughts turned, and he secretly inferred the identities of these people, and finally his gaze stayed on the man in Chinese clothes with white temples.

　　 Is this person Dajin, or Grand Canal, big beam?

　　 For thousands of years, the Middle-earth China has been conquered endlessly, and all countries have been fighting in chaos.

　　 There are countless dynasties in which comets have risen and collapsed.

　　 "I am the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

　　 Zhao Mu didn't hide it, his divine intent was manifested, his figure was outlined, and he appeared in front of everyone.

　　The black dragon robe with gold thread is majestic and grand, and the sun, moon and stars appear magnificent.

　　 "Sure enough, he is a young talent! No wonder he can suppress the six sacred places with one person."

　　 The man in Chinese clothes with white temples praised, his eyes were deep, and he smiled and said:

　　 "Gu Nai is the founding father of Liang."

　　 Zhao Mu's thoughts flashed.

　　Beam Dynasty?

　　 Founding father?

　　 In his mind, related memories suddenly appeared.

　　The Liang Dynasty is three thousand years old.

　　 The royal family's surname is Xiao.

　　 Taizu posthumous titled Emperor Wu.

　　 According to legend, the founding father of the country started his career with fifty war horses and three hundred soldiers.

　　 After three years of battle, he finally overthrew the Qi dynasty and ascended to the throne for the ninety-five years.

　　 There is a clear record in the history books that Emperor Wu of Liang had a great battle.

　　 must take the lead, siege the city and plunder the land, do everything.

　　 Maybe he led soldiers in his early years, and accumulated too many hidden injuries.

　　 The founding father of the country was forty-five years old, and he passed away on Long Yu Shangbin.

　　 The Liang Dynasty passed on three generations later, and was replaced by Dakang.

　　 "These two are the Emperor Gong of Daye, the emperor of Da Yue."

　　Liang Wudi introduced.

　　 Zhao Mu found it more interesting.

　　 He had learned from Zhu Jian that the Alliance of Extinguishing Saints began to appear after the Dagan Dynasty.

　　The purpose is to destroy the holy land and destroy the orthodoxy.

　　 There was a question at the time, and the other party had any confidence to say so.

　　 Now that I entered it, I realized that the members in it were all the emperor of all dynasties.

　　 This group of people indeed have great enmity and hatred with the Holy Land.

　　 No wonder Wu Anhou wanted to seek their help.

　　 "Daliang is three thousand years old, and Daye is a dynasty five thousand four hundred years ago, and Da Yue has died out a thousand or two hundred years ago."

　　 Zhao Mu shook the void with his mind, and asked:

　　 "Do you guys have the technique of immortality? Can you live till now?"

　　 He felt puzzled inside.

　　Dagan existed six thousand years ago.

　　 Since then.

　　 Annihilation of the Saint League has been passed down from generation to generation until now.

　　 How did they survive?

　　 Ten-tier martial arts immortal in the mortal realm, but has lived in the world for five hundred years.

　　Suppose, all the emperors of the Mieshengmeng have broken the shackles of heaven and earth and entered a higher level of Taoism.

　　 Then why should they hold back for so long, deliberately trying to bring down the Holy Land?

　　 Directly lead the crowd to hit the gate of the mountain and kill them all.

　　 The reason for this made Zhao Mu very interested.

　　 "Haha, immortality, Mu Tianzi joked, I don't have the ability to wait."

　　 "Ten changes in the Dao realm, only the eighth stage is reached, the fetus is transformed and the shape is changed, and the realm is too virtual."

　　 "Ten longevity has only passed ten thousand years, and you can see the great changes of the world and the vicissitudes of life."

　　 "As for the word ‘immortality’, I’m afraid it is the ninth change of the Taoist realm. Only by mediating good luck can I have the magical powers."

　　Liang Wudi smiled on the surface and replied. In fact, he concealed his edge, which meant to show himself.

　　 The ten changes of the realm, this level is divided.

　　 Had it not been for Zhao Mu to get the three seals of Nine Dragons left by the Emperor Yuan, he would not have known it at all.

　　Liang Wudi said so much, nothing more than to highlight a personal image with profound knowledge and omniscience.

　　 Change to being an ordinary person, you may be shocked.

　　 gave the dominance of the conversation a hand.

　　 But Zhao Mu didn't even pay attention to the six holy places, not to mention a bunch of guys hiding in the dark.

　　 He ignored it and continued to ask:

　　 "Since you are not Taoist monks, why can you survive the ruthless years of five to six thousand years?"

　　Liang Wudi paused for a moment. He thought that Zhao Mu should ask, what is Dao Jing.

　　 "Emperor Mu holds the Zhoutian Divine Light Mirror, and he is also the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he is fully qualified to enter the Sacred Alliance."

　　 The ethereal Yueling Emperor interjected.

　　 "Why don't you tell it directly and show sincerity."

　　Ye Gongdi's voice was faint, agreeing:

　　 "As it should be."

　　Liang Wudi is majestic, with a strong sense of oppression.

　　 He looked at the young Mu Tianzi, and after a long while, he said solemnly:

　　 "I was pulled in by the godfather."

　　 "The Dagan Dynasty stood for five hundred years, and the last emperor Qianping was cursed and killed by the high priest of Huangshen Sect."

　　 "Gui is the prince's god-brother, because of an adventure, he escaped."

　　 "Since then, under the name of the country, I vowed to destroy the Holy Land."

　　 Zhao Mu nodded.

　　 It turned out that the Dagan prince established the Destroyer League with one hand.

　　 "Ancient Taoism, with hundreds of schools, flourishing and prospering."

　　 "On the bright side, only the three orthodox schools of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism are handed down."

　　 "Together with the sorcery of the Desolate God Sect, the kendo of the Jiuling Jianshan, and the magic gate, they form the six holy places."

　　Liang Wudi knew a lot of secrets, and his spirit was shocked.

　　 "Excluding these complete Taoist inheritances, it seems that there were countless strange family lines that were once prosperous and have been handed down to the world."

　　 "It's like a juzi gate, the public loser family, all belong to it."

　　 "The income of brother Gan is exactly the inheritance of ancient Shinto."

　　 "I wait for now, all are Yinshen."

　　 Zhao Mu's eyes flickered, and he finally understood why the Extinguishing Alliance could exist for thousands of years, and even the Holy Land could hardly be killed.

　　 Ancient Shinto, divided into several veins.

　　There is a way of gods that specializes in gathering the aspirations of sentient beings.

　　 also has the method of cultivating oneself, looking at the flesh as clothing, and changing it at will.

　　 I think I must do my best to the prince. This is the adventure I got.

　　 "The Holy Land is overwhelming the world. Although I was the emperor for a while, it was difficult to resist."

　　 "Thanks to brothers who taught the Yinshen cultivation method, only then can there be a glimmer of vitality for the future implementation of big plans."

　　 Yueling Emperor's spirit is like the wind, wandering indefinitely.

　　 "Mu Tianzi is a rare heavenly arrogant in China. He was 15 years old and won the top of Zhou Tian's list. He broke through the tenth level of the mortal realm. The martial artist is just around the corner.

　　 "However, years are like swords, emperors, generals, heroes and heroes cannot escape."

　　 "After five hundred years, the immortal will still come to an end and turn into a handful of loess."

　　 "Enter the Destroyer League, learn to practice Yinshen, corpse reincarnation, and survive thousands of years without dying."

　　 "With the talent of the emperor Mu, it is not impossible to achieve the Yangshen Dao in the future."

　　 Jin Gongdi said with a smile.

　　 deserves to have been the emperor for a while, the skill of this painting pie is quite exquisite.

　　 Immortality.

　　The allure of high-ranking people.

　　 is simply unbeatable.

　　 From ancient times to the present, which emperor does not want to live forever?

　　Because of this, I am obsessed with Daoism and Buddhism, obsessed with alchemy and Fangzhongshu, and dream of examples of prolonging life.

　　 There are too many to list!

　　 "That's it."

　　 Zhao Mu's spirit is suspended in the void.

　　 He has no interest in the Yinshen cultivation and autopsy methods that the emperor said before.

　　 I didn't care about all the Taoism in "Future No Life Sutra".

　　 only focuses on polishing the thoughts and strengthening the mind.

　　The way of Yinshen is not as good as they say.

　　 As the old saying goes, it's hard to be holy in a thousand catastrophes.

　　 The corpse solution has a mystery in the fetus.

　　 Yin **** wants to save thunder.

　　 Zhao Mu estimated that the reason why these former emperors of the Desperate Alliance were able to survive so smoothly, survived for thousands of years.

　　 There must be a backing.

　　 "The plan to destroy the Holy League? With all due respect, sooner or later the Great Zhou will take the sacred place, so what plans do you have!"

　　 Zhao Mu's spirit swept across, mighty, showing an ambitious ambition that encompassed Yu Nei.

　　 He didn't think that Mie Shengmeng could help him.

　　"Mu Tianzi is too self-confident. If he can win for a while, he may not be able to win the whole life."

　　Liang Wudi looked a little unhappy, and also agitated his divine will, like a raging fire, abnormally violent.

　　 "Ten thousand years ago, the Emperor Yuan ruled the world, but what about it?"

　　 "I didn't die by God's punishment!"

　　 "The gang of people in the holy land use their power to overwhelm them. They are extremely domineering, and when they are weak, they stay dormant and take advantage of their strength."

　　 "If you think that only Zhou Tian's top martial arts cultivation level can suppress the six holy sites forever, it's too simple to think."

　　 Yue Lingdi smiled, his divine will is like flowing wind, he is weak, and he agrees:

　　 "Young people are arrogant, it is inevitable."

　　 "In the years when you and I got your hair, if you have this unprecedented achievement, I'm afraid it will be even worse."

　　 Jin Gongdi's divine will changes, like a mountain in the sky, guarding one side.

　　 He put away the gentle attitude before, and said solemnly:

　　 "The Weekly Ranking of the Holy Land does not include the world's masters."

　　 "Brother Gan has practiced for six thousand years, dissected the Yin God four times, and survived six times of thunder."

　　 "It may be the seven thunder tribulations that came out this time, and the thought can reach one yuan."

　　 "I really want to fight, who is the best man in the world is still unknown."

　　 The three divine intents are horns to each other, enclosing the grand divine intent of the sky in one place.

　　 They have heard of the various deeds of Emperor Mu, who turned out to be born in no time, he is full of talents, and he is indeed a genius.

　　 Regardless of martial arts practice or mind practice, all pay attention to accumulation.

　　 Fifteen years of life, even if the adventures continue, the luck is full.

　　 can't be compared to 6,000 years!

　　 What's more, the brother-in-law also obtained the inheritance of ancient Shinto, the appointed heir.

　　 Therefore, several former emperors thought that Zhao Mu was too arrogant and somewhat defiant.

　　 "I really want to hear, if you all want to destroy the Holy Land, what's a good plan?"

　　 After Zhao Mu held his hands down, his mind remained unmoved, and he easily resisted the pressure of the three people.

　　 These former emperors seem to be kind, but in fact they have bad intentions.

　　 Come up and talk about the ten changes of the Taoist state, and the corpse of the Yinshen.

　　 speaks too much, without mentioning the harms or drawbacks in it.

　　Yin God, where is the way of longevity?

　　 The corpse is bound to be a mystery in the fetus.

　　 If Zhao Mu rashly believes, he will give up his body and refine his soul.

　　 Fall into a trap if you are not sure, and life and death are in the hands of others.

　　 "Oh, let's use the radical method, do what I wait?"

　　Liang Wudi was also an old treacherous and cunning, smiled contemptuously:

　　 "I'm not afraid to let you know, the godfather will leave soon."

　　 "At that time, the robbery will be unlocked, and the blessings of the heavens received by the holy land will be completely cut off."

　　 "When the common people suffer, I will wait to correct the chaos and reorganize China."

　　 He speaks bluntly, and doesn't seem to notice anything wrong.

　　 Zhao Mu's mind fluctuated a bit, and asked slowly:

　　 "As soon as the calamity comes out, the great disaster in China, the suffering of the common people, and many deaths and injuries, don't you think about the consequences?"

　　 The handsome and extraordinary Yue Lingdi shook his head, seemingly amused.

　　 He exhorted in the tone of the people who came over:

　　 "Mu Tianzi, you all sit in this seat, don't you understand?"

　　 "The common people are like grass and mustard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ like rubble, humble and tenacious."

　　 "Those who are kings should take care of the world and have a long-term vision."

　　 "If some people die, it can be exchanged for peace forever, this sacrifice is worth it."

　　 Jin Gongdi also looked at the overly young Mu Tianzi with a weird look, and smiled:

　　 "Since ancient times, all heroes and heroes have drew their swords for the sake of the world."

　　 "There is no reason not to bleed if you are holding big things."

　　 "There is less grass mustard, and sooner or later it will grow, the rubble will be crushed, and there will be more."

　　 "After the sacred land is destroyed, China will be unified afterwards, and it will be a good thing for the people in the world."

　　 Zhao Mu heard these people say what you said, his eyes were cold.

　　 "It's right for you to perish the country."

　　 He is too lazy to talk any more, and the ways are different.

　　 The emperor who lived a thousand years ago, maybe because they became Yin gods.

　　 The emotions in human nature are gradually annihilated and become numb.

　　 Or in other words, they are no different from the people in the Holy Land.

　　 are all silverfish with high self-esteem and overlooking all living beings.

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