C261 China's Jianghu
C261 China's Jianghu
Aokawa Sayuri was very happy. She wasn't staying in the Australia, but was brought along by her master, which made her very happy. Her big eyes kept stealing glances at Ye Chen, almost dripping water.
"My master can easily create Deity Stage Expert."
Thinking of this, Aokawa Sayuri's heart palpitated even more. Which young girl didn't want to have sex? Since ancient times, beauties loved heroes. For example, Ye Chen, who was as handsome as a god. A man with incredible strength, it was hard for her to control her heartbeat.
Ye Chen felt Aokawa Sayuri's burning gaze. He slightly opened his eyes and looked at her. Immediately, the girl's face turned red. She lowered her head and breathed lightly.
She looked like she was in spring and her eyes were moving. It was as if she was asking for luck. However, Ye Chen's heart was as calm as still water. He closed his eyes and recalled the power structure of the Martial Arts Realm in Z Country.
Seeing Ye Chen like this, Aokawa Sayuri's eyes slightly dimmed, but she quickly recovered. She held her chin with both hands and focused on her master's face. At this time, Ye Chen did not use the Glazed Body of the Sea King's magical body. His appearance was very ordinary. However, she looked like she was infatuated and immersed in it...
On the other side, Ye Chen recalled the information he got from Sun Huaixing, Hong Dafu, and the others about the Martial Arts Realm in Z Country. He couldn't help but smile.
Although it was the 21st century and the age of science, the martial arts in Z Country had a long history. Today, there were still many big sects and sects that had formed a small world.
The people that Cheng Boxuan called were all second-rate sects. The truly powerful sects were not something that the Cheng Family could call.
Currently, the strongest sect in Z Country was the "one prefecture, two pavilions, three sects, and four sects." The Beggars' Sect, which had Martial Saint Hong Dafu in charge, could only be regarded as the leader of the second-rate sects.
One of the prefecture, needless to say, was the Xiao's Mansion of Yanjing. It was guarded by Sword God and Xiao Yijue. The internal power was unknown, but it was said that Xiao Yijue had seven disciples. It was also called the Azure Dragon Seven Swords, but it had never been in the Jianghu before. Therefore, no one knew their exact power.
The second pavilion was the Yi Xian Sect and the Heavenly Will Pavilion. Apart from the Pavilion Master, Saint Stage Expert, there were also several Saint Realm warriors in the pavilion. The Heavenly Will Pavilion was famous for their assassinations, and the Four Great Assassins in the pavilion were even more famous.
The three were the Tang Sect of Shu, the Dragon and Tiger Sect of Guang City, and the Mobei Absolute Saber Sect of Mo Bei. They were famous for their poison skills, inner force skills, and blade skills.
The four sects were Shaolin, Wudang, Xiaoyao, and Emei with a long history. These sects with a long history had many disciples, both good and bad. Moreover, they were more or less aloof from worldly affairs. There were many ancient books in the sect. Those with high talent would cultivate first-rate martial arts, while those with low talent would cultivate some superficial martial arts.
For example, the seventy-two supreme techniques of Shaolin. If an ordinary monk could cultivate one of them in his lifetime, he would already be considered a genius. The only person who could cultivate all seventy-two techniques was the legendary Ancestral Master Dharma.
"This duel has caused an uproar, not to mention one prefecture, two pavilions, three sects, and four sects. The Beggars' Sect and other second-rate powers, as well as all kinds of lone warriors, would probably gather in Yanjing. There are even some foreign powers that will send their men here. This is a rare golden age."
Ye Chen was half-lying on a chair, looking incomparably relaxed. In fact, he was shocked in his heart. "Since I was reborn, I have been invincible, but I cannot look down on all the heroes in the world. In my previous life, countless True Immortals, Great Power, had died of arrogance. I cannot follow in their footsteps. "
As Ye Chen thought of this, he couldn't help but immerse his divine sense into the Interspatial Ring, and did the same thing as he did in the Australia.
"Pearl Jade, Void Clarity Bamboo, wooden sword, and a few rare treasures from the Lin Family... I have enough materials to condense the Gold Core. The problem is... on Earth, how can I condense an outstanding Gold Core?"
"The grade of the Gold Core is closely related to the future development. Especially when the Gold Core transforms into a ___, a high-grade and supreme-grade Gold Core can even be directly condensed into a First Grade Nascent Infant!"
Ye Chen's previous plan was to use the True Essence from the Glazed Body of the Sea King to transmute the Wood Element Spiritual Qi from the Pure Void Bamboo into the Pearl Jade, and then slowly refine it.
But now that he had obtained the wooden sword and a few other rare treasures, Ye Chen's thoughts could not help but become lively. Could he fuse the Spiritual Qi from Wu Mu and the Spiritual Qi from the Clear Void Bamboo into one? Then, he could use the True Essence of the Glazed Body of the Sea King to cultivate a High-Ranked Gold Core.
This sounded very difficult, but Ye Chen was Immortal Emperor's talent after all, so it wasn't impossible for him to cultivate a High-Ranked ___.
As he thought of this, he prepared to do it. The Boundless True Essence in the Glazed Body of the Sea King was instantly injected into the Clear Void Bamboo and the wooden sword, attempting to slowly purify and refine it.
On the other side, in the Yanjing, in the Peng Lai Inn.
In the 21st century, using an inn and not the name of a hotel was enough to explain some problems. This inn was a place specially opened for the Fighter.
At this time, it was noon. Many people came and went. Some checked out and some checked in. However, ever since the news of the duel between the two swordsmen was spread, no matter how many people left in the Penglai Inn, the rooms were still full.
This unprecedented grand occasion made the innkeeper happy and afraid. He was naturally happy that he would earn money every day, but he was afraid that this group of Fighters would live together and kill people at any time. Who could bear it?
"Ah-!"
As the saying went, whatever you were afraid of would come. At the same time that the first steamer of steamed buns came out in the afternoon, a miserable cry cut through the originally quiet air.
Very soon, the sound of heavy objects landing on the ground could be heard. A corpse appeared at the entrance of the inn.
Fortunately, Peng Lai Inn was located in a remote area, so ordinary people basically wouldn't come here. There was only a group of Fighters that liked to watch the show.
They quickly formed a circle and pointed at the corpse, but even more people maintained their calm, sitting in the hall and drinking tea without batting an eyelid.
A young man sitting next to the floor-to-ceiling window changed his expression slightly and said, "The one who fell down should be Ma Hengdao, who is nicknamed 'Hengdao immediately'. This guy always messes in other people's business. Today, he is seeking his own death."
The man sitting in front of him was actually Xiao Fu. The old man said calmly, "It does not matter whether he likes to meddle in other people's business or not. What matters is that Ma Hengdao is not weak."
The young man nodded and said, "He is indeed not weak. He was able to match Martial Arts Master with just his eight slashes that night."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Fu revealed a kind smile and said, "Then I think you should know how many people in this inn have the ability to kill him. Young Master Xiao Yao?"