There is a restaurant named Wan Zhang in the Imperial Palace. It is certainly not Wan Zhang high, and its appearance can only be described as ordinary.
Perhaps apart from its name, the only thing that people value about this building is that it was a place used by the emperor to receive guests.
It's just that compared to other restaurants and inns, Wanzhang Tower has more rules and solemnity, which makes many powerful forces reluctant to stay in Wanzhang Tower.
Therefore, the only people who stayed in the Wan Zhang Tower at first were the strong men from the Alchemist Guilds and the City Lord's Mansion.
However, as more and more people suddenly disappeared, many forces finally poured into the Wanzhang Tower, hoping to get the greatest protection from the imperial dynasty, which caused the Wanzhang Tower to be overcrowded at the moment.
In a wing on the third floor of Wan Zhang Tower, two old men were sitting opposite each other. One of them was wearing a robe embroidered with eight-leaf green spirit grass, which directly showed his identity as a king-level alchemist.
He is Cao Cheng.
Although the person sitting across from him did not wear any clothes that could show his identity, his aura that was not inferior to that of Cao Cheng showed that his strength and status would not be inferior to that of Cao Cheng.
However, both of them had heavy expressions on their faces, and there was no atmosphere of joy at all. Instead, they seemed to have huge rocks weighing on their hearts.
Although the two of them had never met before, the old man opposite Cao Cheng showed no signs of unfamiliarity and said directly:
"Brother Cao, after hearing about his name for so long, it's better to meet him once!"
Cao Cheng looked at the other party seriously and said:
"Zongzhu Fu, the opportunity we have planned for so long and done so much to wait for to meet is not just for small talk."
Sect Master Fu's face became serious and he said:
"My men deliberately made some noise and lured the people who were following them away, so we at least have some time to burn incense."
Cao Cheng nodded, his expression softened a bit and he said:
"Then let's get down to business!"
Sect Master Fu nodded and said:
"Brother Cao, the five-year period for the opening of the King's Realm is coming soon. Once the King's Realm is closed and all the monks walk out of the King's Realm, the entire empire will surely fall into real turmoil."
Cao Cheng's eyes flickered. After staying in the Imperial Dynasty for five full years, he had long noticed something strange, but he never thought that it would cause a turmoil in the Imperial Dynasty.
So Cao Cheng said with some confusion:
"Sect Master Fu, are you really sure of doing such a big thing? I don't want to say too much, are you 60% sure?"
Sect Master Fu smiled and said:
"After so many years of planning, we have already made all preparations, and this time the King's Realm is the best opportunity."
Seeing Cao Cheng's unwillingness to believe it, Sect Master Fu stopped hiding and said directly:
"The ten most powerful forces in Xizhou are the five sects and five cities, and the weakest Green Sect is much stronger than the most powerful Shuifa City."
"And the Tianyi Sword Sect that I belong to is one of the five sects in Xizhou, and it has an iron alliance with the Xuanqi Sect and the Muyi Sect, two of the other five sects, who share the same spirit and hatred."
Cao Cheng nodded. As long as there are monks who pay attention to the situation in the world, there is no one who doesn't know this.
So Master Fu continued:
"On the surface, we are joining forces to fight against the most powerful Floating Water Sect and Qingcui Sect, but in fact we are targeting the Imperial Dynasty."
"And the Floating Water Sect and Green Cui Sect, which have been at odds with us for thousands of years, are actually our allies!"
A shocked look appeared on Cao Cheng's face. He had no idea that the Five Sects of Xizhou would put on such a big show!
After a brief shock, Cao Cheng continued:
"The five sects are indeed powerful, but once a large-scale war is launched, the strongest person is the biggest key to affecting the war situation."
Sect Leader Fu smiled and said:
"Now that we have made all preparations, of course this has been within our consideration!"
"Not to mention that there are many forces in the east, south and north continents that have the same idea as us, we actually have quite a few peak powerhouses!"
"There is nothing to hide from Brother Cao. In addition to the emperor, there must be several legendary powerhouses who have reached the imperial level in the imperial dynasty. However, there are actually many emperors standing on our side. For example, thousands of years ago The one who has an irreversible relationship with the Azure Dragon King."
Cao Cheng's face suddenly went numb. When he first met Yiran, Yiran was framed by Mo Zikun and others, saying that he had killed thousands of geniuses of his generation in the Azure Dragon Secret Realm, and the Alchemist Guild often used to There are young people going
Qinglong secret realm experience.
But Cao Cheng never thought that the man who had never appeared in the rumors was still alive in the world and became the emperor!
Seeing Cao Cheng's shocked expression, Master Fu continued to smile and said:
"Actually, there is an emperor who is far away and right in front of us!"
Cao Cheng subconsciously picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then he calmed down a little and looked at the other party speechlessly.
Sect Master Fu cleared his throat and his expression became serious:
"Brother Cao, as I sit here today, I treat you as a family member, so I need to solemnly remind you that in the future world, little friend Yiran will be the center of the whirlpool!"
"Based on your unclear friendship with little friend Yiran, the emperor will definitely be cruel to you, and they will even use you to blackmail little friend Yiran."
Cao Cheng's expression was gloomy, and he seemed to have expected this statement in his heart. He said slowly:
"I wonder if Sect Leader Fu has any plans?"
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In the Broken Road Cliff, a brutal battle had just ended.
A Yin spirit that reached the king's level was torn into pieces and turned into a gloomy aura that dissipated between the heaven and the earth. Wang Sicheng, whose blood was almost out of control, was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed to recover from his injuries.
Lying on a boulder without any grace, Wuye felt an unprecedented sympathy for Wang Sicheng, who had been fighting to the death but could not break through.
He actually knew very well that people like Wang Sicheng did not need sympathy.
But when he, a person with a loose nature but an outstanding talent, saw Wang Sicheng who was desperately trying to break through, the strange feeling in his heart made him uncomfortable, so he simply turned his head and looked to the other side.
Song Yulong, Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin were sitting near Wang Sicheng.
Their aura was no longer as calm as before, and wisps of sharpness were exuding uncontrollably. It was obvious that they had broken through the realm and reached the king level.
Tang Fengyin looked at Wang Sicheng, who was covered in blood, and said with some admiration:
"Tiehan, look at how desperate Brother Wang is, it actually makes me feel guilty!"
Cai Tiehan also changed from his usual simple and honest attitude, and said with sincere respect in his eyes:
"Wang Sicheng has always been a true hero, I think he will definitely be able to break through!"
Three years of non-stop fighting have made the sloppy Song Yulong sharpen his edge.
He had long realized how to take his own path, so although he walked not fast, he was extremely calm.
"With his cultivation at the peak of the spiritual level, he has already killed three king-level Yin spirits. Logically speaking, his combat power is very close to the king-level. The reason why he has been unable to break through must be related to his state of mind."
Yiran, who came to the three of them at some point, also nodded and said:
"That bloodthirsty state did make him stronger, but it ultimately made it difficult for him to determine his own path."
In fact, this is like an inner demon that prevents Wang Sicheng from fully controlling his emotions.
And how can a person who cannot fully control his own emotions find his way to spiritual practice?
So Yiran continued:
"So what he needs is not to fight, but to think about how to defeat himself."
The faces of Song Yulong and the others were a little heavy. Compared with those situations where a breakthrough can be made naturally if the cultivation level is sufficient, "how to defeat oneself" is obviously much more difficult to say.
And they also have a feeling that Wang Sicheng at this time may be able to break through in the next moment, or it may take several years or decades to polish his mind and think about this issue.
Although Wang Sicheng was recovering from his injuries, he could obviously hear everyone's conversations, so he began to ask himself in his heart, "How can I defeat myself?"
"Stronger?"
Obviously not!
He has been on the road to becoming stronger, and his punches are getting heavier each time, and he has been able to kill the king-level Yin spirits on his own, but the bottleneck is as solid as a rock.
Wang Sicheng had no clue and was about to end his practice when Yi Ran suddenly said:
"Impulses and desires are natural, and letting them run rampant is not necessarily a bad thing!"
Wang Sicheng suddenly felt blessed, and his blood began to boil.
The insane bloodthirsty was meant to make his moves decisive and possess the indomitable killing power.
And when Wang Sicheng began to separate his reason from the madness and let his mind control the punches, he was already slow.
Although a lot of changes and coordination can be made in normal battles, it goes against one's own path.
Therefore, for the sake of the purity of the road, Wang Sicheng's best choice is to return to the way he used to be, with a punch that was hearty and unparalleled before him.
The terrifying blood energy wrapped up Wang Sicheng and turned it into a blood cocoon. Wang Sicheng's aura in the cocoon still rose rapidly, and his fist intention became thicker and thicker.
Yi Ran and the four of them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
Three days later, the blood cocoon was broken and Wang Sicheng came out with a smile.
His fists were all restrained, and it was impossible for ordinary people to imagine Wang Sicheng's madness in a bloodthirsty state.
Even Wang Sicheng himself couldn't imagine that after taking that step, he would not fall into extreme madness, but would instead make his fists more rounded and smooth as he wished.
Several people sat together, gnawing on the dried meat stored in the space ring, and started chatting wordlessly.
Tang Fengyin said casually:
"I wonder if Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaofei have made a breakthrough and will enter the Holy Path with us."
Just as Song Yulong was about to speak, a smile appeared on his face, because during his mental exploration, Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaofei had already flapped their elemental wings and came from the sky.
As soon as Zhang Fan landed, he greeted everyone with a smile, and then said with a shy face:
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you all. Xiaofei has been unable to cross the threshold of the king's level for a long time. I'm afraid I won't be able to go on with everyone else in the future."
Wang Xiaofei turned her back to everyone and looked into the distance, obviously not in a good mood.
But in the end, she sat down with Zhang Fan and began to share her experiences with everyone, hoping to find a way to break through.
Some people died, but not completely...
