What the Second Emperor said is very correct.
The levels of Old Emperor, Holy Lord, and Human Emperor represent the limits of martial arts in the new era.
People at their level would not be easily killed.
There are even some people who have spent a long time without any hope of living, but because they have escaped from the shackles of the law, "death" has become a kind of constraint.
According to common sense, people at the peak of the ninth level of the Xuan Realm can live to be about two thousand years old.
But there are some people who are special exceptions.
There are three of them so far, and according to rough calculations, they are over three thousand years old.
The first is the old Holy Lord of the Xuanyuan clan, the second is the founder of the Guangming Emperor Temple, "Guangming Emperor," and the third is the mysterious leader of the Balance Organization, "Old Man Caiyuan."
Although these three people have long since left the peak of martial arts, even their current combat power level has become unknown.
Can! No one would doubt their unshakable status in the martial arts world.
This status is not only derived from strength, but also a kind of prestige and achievement. Even the strongest and most controversial Emperor Ryuzaki on the surface cannot shake it.
Luo Feng and his party followed Renhuang Xuanyuan and moved quickly through the mountains and rivers.
Glancing at Renhuang Xuanyuan in the golden chariot, Luo Feng had a lot of thoughts and had many questions in his mind that he wanted to ask clearly.
Why the fifth senior sister Xuanyuan Liuli left the family, and what kind of existence the old Holy Lord is now.
Has a warrior who has lived for more than three thousand years broken through the shackles of the mysterious realm?
And how big is the world at the ninth level of the Mysterious Realm?
After all, both the Human Emperor and the Second Emperor are in their forties, but they already have their own emperor titles.
Shouldn't this be an existence of the same dimension as the other strong men born from the Emperor Qi Changhe in the old era?
Even if the gap is large, how big can it be?
Human Emperor Xuanyuan seemed to have noticed Luo Feng's thoughts and laughed out loud in the golden chariot.
"Xiao Luo Feng, I know what you are thinking. Did you once think that the ninth level of the Xuan Realm was an almost unreachable state, right?"
Luo Feng was slightly startled, "Yes."
"But what if I tell you that it's actually not difficult to reach the peak of the ninth level of the Mysterious Realm?"
"I mean, from the perspective of gifted geniuses like you and me, it actually only takes a short, short time to reach the peak of the ninth level of the Mysterious Realm."
"Well," Luo Feng nodded and said bluntly, "Since there are beings who can reach the peak of the ninth level of the Mysterious Realm in a short period of time, why do the seniors who have lived for thousands of years stay at this level? Is it possible to break through the Mysterious Realm? Are shackles really that difficult?”
"Is it difficult?" Emperor Xuanyuan thought thoughtfully, "Actually, it is difficult to say it is difficult, and it is not difficult to say it is not difficult. When various conditions are mature, it often just depends on whether you are willing to give up some things."
"What do you mean?" |
Xuanyuan Human Emperor shook his head, "Breaking through the profound realm, in a sense, means you are no longer just yourself."
"The first thing you need to abandon is yourself. In short..." At this point, Renhuang Xuanyuan waved his hand, "Forget it, you will naturally know about such a heavy matter in the future. I don't want to be this evil person."
Luo Feng frowned and did not continue to ask.
"We are coming," the old woman Xuanyuan Longqing reminded everyone in front.
The place where the sun rises slowly is called the sea at the end of the world.
The morning light dyed the calm ocean into golden ripples.
I saw that after everyone broke through a transparent barrier, a palace and temple suspended in the void suddenly appeared.
The aura of history that hit their faces made Luo Feng and others solemn and respectful.
"That was the former royal palace of the Xuanyuan clan. The relics of the old era are now used as an altar for sacrifice by the Xuanyuan clan."
Luo Feng looked around and saw that the palace and temple were strangely stable and suspended in the void. Countless thick vines were like waterfalls, densely hanging down on the modern city below.
The city streets are busy with traffic, all descendants of the Xuanyuan clan.
At this time, when they saw the iconic golden chariot of the Xuanyuan clan coming back, everyone stopped and expressed their respect.
In front of a cake shop, Xuanyuan Huangcheng and Xuanyuan Lingxue looked at each other.
"You came back so quickly. Brother's efficiency is really fast," Xuanyuan Lingxue said.
"I wonder what the old sage is doing when he meets Luo Feng?" Xuanyuan Imperial City frowned.
The old Holy Lord of the Xuanyuan clan has been in seclusion for a long time, and he almost no longer cares about the affairs of the Xuanyuan clan.
But this time, the old Holy Lord Xuanyuan suddenly woke up and came out of seclusion. All my twelve-point flags gathered at my house. The old man wanted to see Luo Feng. This made people really curious.
... ...
The golden chariot slowly stopped under the palace temple filled with ivy.
Xuanyuan Renhuang got out of the car.
"Dad," in the distance I saw only a little girl of fifteen or six years old, led by a beautiful woman, throwing herself into the arms of Emperor Xuanyuan.
"Oh, Yuanyuan, why did you get up so early today?" Xuanyuan Renhuang picked up his daughter and kissed her chubby face gently.
"Is this the little brother Luo Feng that the old Holy Lord is meeting?" The beautiful woman wearing a light blue dress and an extraordinary temperament looked at Luo Feng and said.
"My wife is him," Xuanyuan Renhuang nodded, and then said to Luo Feng, "The old Holy Lord is also my grandfather. Although he has a weird temper, I don't know why he suddenly saw you, but I know very well that he will definitely not It’s such a bad thing.”
After pondering for a moment, Xuanyuan Renhuang said, "Go and follow the ivy. The old Holy Lord is in this temple."
Luo Feng nodded, turned around and said to Master and others, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Luo Feng followed the ivy upwards and finally appeared in the open space at the edge of the temple.
The place has become desolate, and the large area of the palace is in dilapidated condition. It has become extremely decayed over the years, as if it would fall apart with a single blow.
At this time, I only saw a man sitting in front of the entrance, covered in rags, white hair, and filthy.
"This is the old Holy Master of the Xuanyuan clan, one of the people who lived for more than three thousand years and broke the Xuan Realm longevity record?"
This old man looked just like a beggar on the street. There was really nothing special about him.
His body was curled up into a ball, shaking constantly, talking something in his mouth, his mind seemed a little unstable, and he was chattering.
Luo Feng frowned and whispered, "Old Holy Master?"
There was no answer. The old man continued to shake his body. Among the messy white hair, his eyes were extremely bright, but they were covered with a layer of mist.
Luo Feng mustered up the courage to step forward slowly, and finally he heard clearly what the old man was repeating.
Those are a few sentences full of profound meanings. If you listen carefully, you can't hear them clearly, but if you carefully ponder and perceive them, you seem to see the great avenues of the heavens laid out in front of you.
"Is it some kind of powerful rune technique of the old Holy Lord?"
Luo Feng couldn't help but sit down and meditate seriously.
