The good relationship between Marquis Wu An and Palace Master Huaying was known to both the government and the public, but there was nothing to hide. It was a friendship established at a young age.
This is not the first time Jiang Wang has come to Huaying Palace.
But visiting late at night was indeed the first time.
Compared with the grand and bright style of Changsheng Palace, the architectural style of Huaying Palace is relatively more majestic and heroic. They are often decorated with weapons and long bows, and there are almost no flowers or plants.
If you want to plant, plant trees, trees that can be used to make guns, bows, and pillars of houses.
Standing proudly like a guard.
Following the silver-haired old woman as she walked in the Huaying Palace, all the guards and maids had a military temperament, they were meticulous in their words and actions, and they were also very upright in their courtesy.
This old woman who has been with Jiang Wuyou all year round does not know her name. She only knows that Jiang Wuyou sometimes calls her "Shen Po".
It's like calling "Goddess".
Although they have met her many times, Jiang Wang has little communication with her and is an old man with a cold temperament.
The meeting place is in the martial arts field.
The martial arts arena of Huaying Palace can be said to be the most thoughtful building in the palace.
The sound insulation, breath hiding, and Yuan gathering patterns are all handcrafted by famous artists. Not to mention other materials such as floor tiles.
Even on the weapon racks beside the martial arts arena, there were swords, guns, sticks, axes and various weapons, all of which were extraordinary.
The scale of the entire martial arts field is far from as small as the martial arts fields in ordinary mansions. It can truly accommodate an army of four to five hundred people for training.
Go to the martial arts arena.
At that time, the bright moon was hanging high, and there were a few stars in the cold sky.
The pure summer night spreads over the rows of palaces.
In the large martial arts arena, there was a man dancing solo.
The long hair was tied into a ponytail, exploding in the air like the tip of a whip, drawing a powerful and graceful arc.
She wore leather armor, but the leather armor could not hide her toned figure.
Explosive force rippled under the leather armor.
She has a pair of round and powerful legs, which are staggered and make a muffled sound on the ground.
He held a huge and exaggerated halberd in his hand, flipping and leaping like a dragon.
She is not fast, and she is not in a hurry to complete every move, just like she has been all the way to this day.
But every movement she made was extremely powerful.
Even if it is just a turn of steps or a step, it seems to mobilize all the strength of the whole body.
She tried her best to walk, chase, and fight.
The air was knocked away, and the night wind was blown away. The moonlight shattered all over the ground and scattered messily on her body.
Jiang Wang watched her movements and felt like there was a dragon inside her body, roaring and turning.
That's not an illusion.
But a tangible image of power.
Jiang Wuyou fully developed the power of the spinal dragon, using his human body as a dragon to move all four limbs and bones, causing the earth to crack and the sky to collapse. This is a path different from orthodox practice and martial arts. Her Taoist Soaring Dragon has never left the Tongtian Sea, and the so-called dragon roar is nothing but a tsunami!
When she finally stopped her halberd, the whole world stood still for a moment.
With a flick of his hand, the painted halberd flew far away in the air.
Fang Tian's Ghost Halberd, which had been roaring like a divine dragon just now, had lost all its spirituality in an instant, and was put away silently by Po Shen.
Po Shen took a step back and disappeared into the night with the Square Heavenly Ghost Halberd.
Palace Master Huaying looked back, her healthy wheat-colored complexion looked very sunny. There was a little sweat on her forehead, which made her look even more sexy.
She looked at Jiang Wang and didn't say anything else. She just made a casual move and summoned a long sword from the weapon rack on the sidelines.
"It's such a good night, how can we take the responsibility lightly?" She said: "Please give me some advice from Marquis Wu An on my swordsmanship."
Jiang Wuyou's current cultivation level is the inner palace.
Two years ago, when Jiang Wang went out to sea to rescue Zhu Biqiong and swept the inner palace disciples of Diaohai Tower with his sword, Jiang Wuyou was in the inner palace realm.
Three years ago, when Jiang Wang first came to Qi and before he opened the gate of heaven and earth, Jiang Wuyou was also in the inner palace.
Now that Jiang Wang has achieved Divine Presence and is a strong person in the Divine Presence realm, Jiang Wuyou is still in the Inner Palace realm.
Of course it's not because she has mediocre talent, nor is it because she doesn't work hard enough.
It's because she is opening up a new path of spiritual practice on her own.
In today's world, martial arts has not yet been mastered.
Wang Ao, the world's number one martial artist, has yet to reach the peak.
But everyone knows that it is only a matter of time.
The road to the twenty-sixth level of martial arts has been opened, which is the result of countless talented monks working hard for it. The thick clouds that shrouded the twenty-seventh level of martial arts have been dispersed a lot, and the outline of the palace behind the heavy clouds has been captured...
People can fully believe that it will eventually open up a road from the beginning of the extraordinary to the ultimate peak of the extraordinary. Truly open up a new path for the human race in this world.
It wasn't Wang Ao, there was someone else.
Once such a great deed is completed, it is just the power of merit that opens a new path for the human race, and it is very likely that the number one martial artist will be pushed to a higher level and reach the pinnacle.
Many monks with amazing talents have turned to martial arts with the idea of reaching the top.
After all, the top is too hard to find.
Even the emperor, who was as powerful as the six overlords, could not transcend the peak. Huang Weizhen, the most romantic person in the Chu region in the past three thousand years, had been planning for more than nine hundred years, but it was only now that she saw some possibilities.
But the dangers of opening new roads are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Climbing in thick clouds and fog, you never know what is ahead, you never know where the road is, you never know whether you are right or wrong. The way to verify your mistakes is death.
Since the birth of martial arts, in the long history, Wang Ao is not the only one who has gone through the twenty-fourth level of martial arts and can rival the orthodox cultivation path of Dongzhen.
Wang Ao is not the only one who has begun to approach Zhenjun.
But those once prominent figures eventually disappeared into the mist.
It is true that Wang Ao has reached the highest position in martial arts in history, almost infinitely close to the twenty-seventh level of martial arts, and close to the realm of the true king.
But no one can tell whether he will make a mistake in the next step and fall from the peak of cultivation with no end in sight.
When you take a step forward, no one can tell whether you are stepping onto the pinnacle or stepping into the abyss.
The exploration of countless amazing figures in history is to use their own lives and blood to write four words - this road is difficult!
This road is difficult to travel, and people have made it through the ages.
There are always great men who have gone before, and there are always those who will follow.
This is how the human race came out of the dark age.
Although the path of Taoism and martial arts that Jiang Wuyou has taken is a hybrid integration of two paths of cultivation and cannot be regarded as a complete innovation, she is currently the only one walking this path, and her difficulties are not inferior to those of anyone else. A martial arts monk after the twenty-fourth heaven.
At this moment, she held the sword in her hand and faced Wu Anhou, who was a master of swordsmanship. Calm, confident, and heroic.
Under the moonlight, the martial arts arena of Huaying Palace was instantly illuminated by the light of the sword, like two bright moons rising side by side.
Jiang Wang naturally suppressed his cultivation at the inner government level.
But everyone in the world doesn't know that the Marquis Wu'an of Da Qi has achieved great success at the internal level, surpassing ancient and modern times. With one against four, in a life-and-death fight, they defeated four demons with terrifying killing powers.
It is true that battle is an ever-changing thing with infinite possibilities. At that time, Jiang Wang was far inferior to his actual strength on paper and had to pay the heavy price of losing his limbs and body to complete the life-and-death fight. It's not a crushing game, and it doesn't represent absolute dominance.
In history, there must be inner monks who are qualified to challenge this achievement.
But everyone must admit that Jiang Wang, who is in the Neifu realm, is indeed worthy of the title of No. 1 in Qing history. No matter how great a being is, if he wants to face Jiang Wang like that in the inner realm, he must have the consciousness to be killed.
Today, Jiang Wang suppressed his cultivation, and the performance he could achieve at the level of the inner palace was completely beyond imagination!
Of course, even if the golden body and chalcedony are forcibly sealed, this is not considered a real inner palace.
But the scary thing is...
Facing Jiang Wang like this, Jiang Wuyou still has the strength to fight!
Jiang Wuyou's sword, power, and intention were completely integrated into one. She almost used her power at the inner level to the limit without wasting any of it.
After suppressing his cultivation at the inner government level, Jiang Wang would certainly not hold back.
He respected Jiang Wuyou enough, so he showed Jiang Wuyou his swordsmanship that was absolutely perfect at the inner palace level.
And Jiang Wuyou's figure that combined strength and beauty was flying under the moon. The three-foot green front is described as an art.
She turned her eyes, like a dragon traveling through the nine heavens.
She drank softly, like the phoenix singing on the phoenix tree.
She raised the sword as if she had stirred up mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, and when she raised the sword she hit the common people!
Greatness and insignificance are all in one thought.
Sometimes she is the emperor's daughter with affection, and sometimes she is the king's heartless one.
Her eyebrows and her eyes are supreme and noble.
Her sword, her people...
The sword rises like a dancing dragon, and the moonlight and night are not as good as each other!
Where is the post?
Jiang Wuyou quickly threw away the sword, and with a move, he grasped a long knife.
The whole figure is like a big bow that has been fully drawn. When the string moves, he leaps forward.
"I have a knife, please show me your eyebrows!"
The light of the sword shattered the night and broke into Jiang Wang's field of vision without warning.
Her swordsmanship is already outstanding, and her swordsmanship is not weak at all.
In terms of sword skills alone, all the opponents Jiang Wang had fought at the inner government level were only slightly inferior to Qin Zhizhen.
Jiang Wang concentrated his attention and used a sauvignon blanc to suppress the snow-like sword light.
The long night is not yet over, the metal and iron are chiming.
Jiang Wuyou even used seven sets of top-notch sword techniques, whether they were chilling, sharp, or vicious, and he tried all kinds of styles, but he couldn't break through Jiang Wang's sword perimeter. So he put his sword back into the frame, pulled his hand, and a red-tasseled spear emerged!
With the red tassel in hand, she seems to have rushed to the battlefield.
Thousands of troops and horses surged in the night.
With one wrong move of his hands, he flicked a little, and the cold star exploded, and the immeasurable gun light filled the night sky, and thousands of howls and tens of thousands of roars were heard in an instant.
This spear Feng Qiwu.
One more shot to attack the phoenix!
"Good marksmanship!"
Jiang Wang admired him from the bottom of his heart. With a casual move of his hand, the famous man fell into ruin. If he picked up his sword, he turned into a young and frivolous man.
He used his sword skills to his fullest, skinned all the birds cleanly, and chopped the lone phoenix back into the phoenix tree.
At the same time that the gun shadows all over the sky disappeared, Jiang Wuyou held a big ax in both hands and descended from the sky, like a goddess opening a mountain!
This is rare in the world!
Palace Master Huaying displayed her martial arts skills, including swords, guns, clubs, axes, axes, hooks and forks, and eighteen kinds of weapons, all of which were excellent choices.
Jiang Wang only responded with his sword skills, and was dazzled by the dazzling array of things he saw.
Seeing it makes my heart happy!
With his current level of cultivation, he could actually gain something from the competition with Jiang Wuyou who was in the Inner Palace Realm.
No wonder there is a saying that "men in this world are afraid of shame".
No wonder it can set a precedent for Taoist martial arts!
All the weapons on the weapon rack had been tried, and Jiang Wuyou used whatever he got. It rises and affects the situation.
The more she fights, the more majestic she becomes, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.
Then it gradually subsided, like still water running deep.
It's a pity that no one appreciates such a wonderful duel.
Why should anyone appreciate such a wonderful duel!
When Jiang Wuyou finally returned the pair of iron maces to the weapon rack, his whole body was completely gone, and his energy was mixed and merged between heaven and earth.
She established a kind of self and freedom under the bright moon and sparse stars.
Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and said sincerely: "Congratulations, sir!"
He realized that Jiang Wuyou's road to Taoism and martial arts had been completed.
The dusty locks of many years are suddenly opened, and the bitter passes and dangerous passes are broken.
Jiang Wuyou also smiled: "Thank you very much, Marquis Wu An, for accompanying me on this journey."
"I just happened to meet at the right time, but I was able to witness history." Jiang Wang said with emotion: "What a blessing!"
"It's too early to say that we have witnessed history." Jiang Wuyou said, "The road is half complete. At least there is no obstacle before the real person."
As she spoke, she sighed.
Of course Jiang Wang knew what she was unsaid.
The road to Taoism and martial arts, at least at this stage, has no way to go after reaching the Dongzhen realm.
Because her path was a mixture of two families, but none of the martial arts masters had passed it themselves.
If martial arts does not yield a true master, it cannot provide a way forward, and Jiang Wuyou will have no chance of progressing on his path to martial arts.
"Speaking of which, I have always been curious about one thing," Jiang Wang said: "With the palace master's talent and talent, whether he is following the orthodox cultivation path or the martial arts path, he can now go very far. Why should he choose a martial arts path on his own? What about such a difficult road?”
Jiang Wuyou did not answer directly, but asked: "Do you know why I am called Wuyou?"
Jiang Wang shook his head.
Jiang Wuyou said: "The day I was born happened to be during the first Qi-Xia war, when my father's formation killed Emperor Xia and defeated the Xia army. When he heard the news of my birth, he was very happy and said that I was worry-free! 'So he named me Wuyou."
She didn't answer, but she had already answered.
Her name carries the beautiful vision of Emperor Qi.
She wanted to make her father truly "worry-free".
So she has to take a path that will lead her to the "strongest"!
She was born in the twenty-fourth year of Yuanfeng, and is now the fifty-seventh year of Yuanfeng. She is already thirty-three years old.
Looking at the whole world, those who have not become gods at thirty cannot be considered extremely talented.
And she has great talent, but she is still wandering in the inner palace at the age of thirty-three.
This is the price she paid for this difficult road.
Even in the foreseeable future, these costs are far from enough.
But how many people in the world can have this kind of courage, this kind of spirit, this kind of courage?
Jiang Wang said angrily: "I am also ashamed to meet the palace master!"
Jiang Wuyou laughed and said, "It's late at night, Marquis Wu'an, please come back. I won't let you drink anymore since you've finished your fun today.
Jiang Wang also smiled: "When I come back with integrity, I will have a drink with His Highness."
He turned around and strode out.
Behind him, Jiang Wuyou's aura grew stronger and more majestic. At night, the cave shines brightly in Zi.
Her voice resounded throughout Huaying Palace—a
"I have become a god now, and I am marching for the Marquis of Wu'an. I am going on a mission to the grassland, and I will be the proudest of all the heavens, and the greatest of all the heavens!"
