A thousand years ago, after Zhu An initially mastered the power of distraction, he would send clones down the mountain from time to time, wandering around the human realm, looking for materials to build.
His goal is very clear - to create an emperor who can take action on his behalf when necessary and compete with the four great emperors of the demon clan.
After spending hundreds of years traveling around the world, I still haven't found the right one.
Either the qualifications are not enough, or the character is bad, or it has already come to the stage and attracted the attention of the public, and it is no longer convenient to intervene.
Occasionally, when he encounters a pretty good seedling with potential in the fifth realm, he will give some pointers, but he will not actually accept a disciple.
A figure like Changling King Song Xiang could only receive Zhu An's guidance for one month in the past.
Only, eight hundred years ago, Xiao Tat, a young boy who was only sixteen years old, caught his eye.
Born with a true martial mystical body, a top body-refining prodigy! No less than the war ancestors of the human race in the early years.
And compared with his talent, his character is not bad at all, but a little out of tune.
When we first met, this sloppy young man in tattered clothes was standing on the top of the garbage dump, surrounded by a group of little beggars, with his hands on his hips, and he said proudly:
"I am the man who wants to be the leader of the Beggar Clan!"
Even if Zhu An revealed his "immortal magic" and tried his best to deceive him, he would remain firm and unwilling to follow him.
"I'm leaving, what will happen to the brothers?"
The little beggars were moved to tears, waving their dog-beating sticks and shouting in unison, "The leader of the gang is just and righteous."
So Zhu An beat the boy up.
The little beggars were so frightened when they saw such a ferocious intruder that they didn't care about their gang leader and ran away.
Xiao Ta was beaten so hard that he broke out in cold sweat from the pain, but he refused to give in. Until he found out that his brothers had abandoned him and the Beggar Clan collapsed, he was finally disheartened.
In this way, Zhu An bought a courtyard to stay, took Xiao Tat into the body training gate, and taught him for five years.
This leader of the Beggar Clan is unruly and gets into trouble every day. Although there is food in the courtyard, he prefers to go elsewhere to cheat on food and drinks.
After Zhu An finally finished teaching the technique, he quickly let him go free so that he could breathe a sigh of relief.
I thought this might be a failed apprenticeship experience.
But he didn't expect that this underappreciated eldest disciple would become an emperor before he knew it.
"Perhaps, maintaining this unbeatable virtue for hundreds of years is also a kind of persistence. With a rock-solid mentality, one can naturally become a strong person."
Zhu An could only explain it this way.
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As a pure body-training martial artist, Xiao Tat was not good at air-control flying, but with a slight push on the ground, his body flew straight for several miles like a cannonball, leaving behind afterimages, faster than flying.
One thousand steps is three thousand miles.
They crossed the border and went straight into the wilderness, running rampant and unbridled. The ground shook wherever they went, and countless monsters fled with their heads in their hands.
Xiao Tat didn't care about these ordinary monsters and headed straight for the Emperor Mountain.
During the process, he continued to gather momentum, and his blood was billowing like smoke into the sky. Then he suddenly spoke, his tongue burst with spring thunder, and he burst out with a loud shout:
"Wu Ming, get out and get beaten!"
The sound waves swept across thousands of miles, and the entire wilderness was low.
At this time, Emperor Wu Ming was still standing in the valley. He had not been out for several days and was thinking hard in front of the stone tablet wrapped in thick fog.
It is said that the secret realm of Wanlin is sealed and just waits for the space to collapse.
But in saying this, it was more about saving face and finding a reason to drive away the Cangling Emperor who was gloating about his misfortune.
After waiting for several days, there were no cracks on the surface of the stone monument, and it didn't look like the space was beginning to collapse.
Wu Ming could only secretly send orders to find the banquet talisman left by the master of the secret realm.
At the same time, he was thinking about other secret methods, trying to forcefully open this small space.
"If it doesn't work, just wait another three hundred years. Then the secret realm will open automatically, and let the rats inside know the consequences of offending me..."
Wu Ming was very unhappy. After suffering such a big loss, he was unable to retaliate for a while.
I was angry and didn't know how to relieve my anger. I was thinking about killing a few ethnic groups that I didn't like.
Although the Demon Ancestor has given instructions not to engage in mass killings again, killing one or two should be nothing...
"Wu Ming, get out and get beaten!"
Suddenly hearing these words, the fog in the valley boiled violently, like a torrent rushing back and forth, and a cold murderous aura rose up and filled the sky.
"Seeking death!" Wu Ming's voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth.
The sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon become pale.
Thousands of miles of wilderness, like an earthquake, cracks like chasms appeared.
Endless storms raged above the ground, blowing sand and dust that covered the sky.
A war between the imperial realms suddenly broke out, the momentum was extremely terrifying, and the aftermath even swept to the human border.
The battle flag on the city head is fierce and flying high.
In the remote Beishan, there was a sudden commotion.
A stick of arrow bamboo stands on the top of the mountain, its branches swaying gently in the wind.
"Although the temperament is a headache, it is still unambiguous when it comes to fighting."
Zhu An was very pleased, feeling like the tool man he had worked so hard to cultivate had finally grown up.
"If this continues for a few days, the secret realm of Wanlin will be completely sealed and unbreakable."
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Independent small spaces are generally divided into three types according to their scale. The smallest one is called the Secret Realm, the larger one is called the Blessed Land, and the largest one is called the Cave Heaven.
Zhu An's clone, a middle-aged scholar in white robes, is currently in the Wanyou Cave, which is the largest cave in the human race.
Looking around, the sky and the earth are vast and endless, and this space is estimated to accommodate a complete continent.
The origin of such a huge project is naturally a mystery. It would be too terrifying to say that it was created by some ancient powerful man.
There are rumors that the cave sky is a fairyland in ancient times that fell to the mortal world accidentally.
There are also rumors that this is a secluded place built by countless secluded sects...
In short, no one knows whether there are other forces lurking inside this Wanyou Cave.
Generally, those who come in are honestly looking for opportunities.
Only a stupid young man like Xiao Ta actually dared to fight with a being of unknown origin inside.
"However, this fight was a mistake, and there were some problems."
Zhu An rose into the air and looked down.
In the center of the green grass, a large hole appeared, with a diameter of five feet. The inside was bottomless and dark, as if it led directly to the Nine Netherworld, and a cold and cold aura gradually rose.
"Wanyou Cave Heaven, this name seems to have a hidden meaning."
Zhu An flew to the entrance of the cave, observed carefully, and vaguely saw some clues, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
"This world hides too many unknown secrets. Every time I think I have a glimpse of the overall situation, something new always emerges."
"You still have to keep a low profile and be cautious."
While he was deep in thought, suddenly a black shadow jumped out from the depths of the cave.
This seemed to be a woman wrapped in thick black energy. Her face could not be seen clearly, but she was vaguely wearing armor and holding a spear.
The shadowed woman glanced outside the cave and found only a middle-aged scholar. He had a mediocre appearance and did not look like a strong man.
She raised the spear in her hand, pointed the tip of the spear directly at Zhu An's nose, and said in an awkward voice:
"You, kneel down and surrender."
Snapped!
As soon as the shadowed woman finished speaking, her whole body trembled, and she felt an invisible force pressing on her shoulders. Her knees could no longer support her, and her legs went weak, and she knelt down neatly...
