clang!

Zhong Liyan, a master of martial arts, punched his loving father's breastplate, making a sound like gold hitting iron.

Zhongli Zhaojia, who was motionless, grinned, and was about to ask his son if he hadn't eaten, and was about to give a compassionate counterattack to a father.

"stop!"

Zhong Liyan suddenly stopped, with a solemn look on his face.

After throwing a punch with all his strength, he had no strength at all and was about to face the end of being beaten. But after an emergency call to stop, he became as strong as an ox as soon as he slowed down.

Of course, he also has business matters.

Uncle Zhongli has never been timid, never cheated or cheated - at least not without justifiable reasons.

In Xiangu's highest-standard martial arts arena, he looked up at the sky, his body full of vitality and blood, and his eyes were rarely complex: "Martial arts has reached its peak!"

The Nanyue Sword rested at his feet. Looking from one mountain to another, he couldn't help but sigh: "The one who climbed to the top is Wang Ao!"

Martial arts masters naturally have the deepest feelings about the changes in the martial arts world.

The barrier of heaven no longer exists, and the eternal fog has dissipated.

The path of martial arts has been completely opened.

At this moment, his path forward is extremely clear, no longer as empty as before.

"Your way forward is also open."

Zhongli Zhaojia looked at his son with complicated eyes.

This son is unfilial and disobedient, but his talent is undeniable. Now that martial arts has reached the sky, and there is no confusion before the peak, is this not courageous and diligent?

Maybe it won't be long before I can no longer discipline him——

He is already so rebellious when he can still fight now. I can't imagine the future!

Zhong Liyan was sighing when he suddenly took a step back and distanced himself. Wu Fu's alertness made him feel a trace of murderous intent accidentally leaked from his father's body, and he couldn't help but ask: "Old man, do you have a grudge against Wang Ao?"

Zhongli Zhaojia suddenly came back to his senses.

It's a sin, it's a sin, this is my own son. Why did you think of eradicating the problem and nip it in the bud?

"No, no, I just fought against each other." Zhongli Zhaojia explained: "He is a very pure person who only has martial arts in his eyes. I am happy for him!"

"You are quite a nice person!" Zhong Liyan said carelessly: "I have fought against many people at the same level in the past. In the blink of an eye, they have mastered martial arts, reached the top, and immediately transcended. If it were me, I would be extremely jealous.

.Don’t say I’m happy for him, it’s okay if I don’t cast a villain curse on him!”

Zhongli Zhaojia looked at him deeply: "You must learn to be considerate as a father!"

"Ha!" Zhong Liyan grinned: "I only know that the end of Dou Xiaoer is coming!"

He added: "Jiang Xiaoer's end has also come."

Finally, he glanced at his biological father and finally did not say the next sentence. He paused and said, "Forget it, these people are not worth mentioning! They shouldn't be in my eyes!"

Zhongli Zhaojia asked dangerously: "Then who do you have in your eyes?"

Zhong Liyan asked: "How old is Wang Ao?"

"I'm really not sure about this." Zhongli Zhaojia said, "About fifty or sixty?"

A person who is less than a hundred years old and is at the pinnacle of martial arts and the path of enlightenment can transcend immediately. This is indeed a mythical figure!

Zhong Liyan groaned: "He should be lucky!"

Zhongli Zhaojia didn't know why, but he sighed: "To accomplish such a great feat, strength and opportunity are indispensable. It is indeed worthy of joy."

Zhong Liyan drew his sword and walked away: "What he should be most fortunate about is that a certain family was born twenty years late!"

"I know you are crazy, but don't be crazy first. You must be humble-" Zhongli Zhaojia's voice suddenly rose: "You little bastard! Where are you fooling around again?"

Zhong Liyan did not look back, he lifted Nan Yue onto his shoulders, and the sword energy he unleashed out of nowhere cut through the clouds: "Since the road ahead is open for me, I'll go and reach the peak of martial arts first!"

Zhongli Zhaojia paused for a moment. He didn't know where to start with the curse words he originally wanted to curse.

Should I reach the 25th level of martial arts first?

…

…

The clouds that were cut open in the sky slowly gathered again.

The clouds gather and disperse, and the day repeats itself.

But the painted halberd across the sky did not fall. The shadows of countless gods and evil spirits were entangled in the branches of the painted halberd, perched like jackdaws.

Jiang Wuyou stands alone on the roof, which is the highest point of Huaying Palace.

Standing here, you can almost see the entire palace complex of Daqi Imperial Palace.

She is the favorite daughter of the Emperor of Qi and the current overlord Jiang Shu. She was born during the first Qi-Xia war and was born along with the hegemony of the Qi Empire.

She has the highest expectations and is the only daughter among Jiang Shu's many children who is qualified to compete for the throne. She is one of the four palace lords closest to the throne.

But she did not achieve the divine presence until she was thirty-three years old.

In the extraordinary world, this is undoubtedly a genius. But for a princess who aspires to a great position, this is not a qualified cultivation achievement.

At the meeting of the Yellow River, only those who are under the age of thirty will have the opportunity to enter the main competition. The leader of the Yellow River in the Taoist calendar of 3919 was already at the top of his cave before he reached thirty.

She should be the most talented person in the world, but she is slower than all the extraordinary people.

The faster you practice, the better.

But she is not the Prince of the Eastern Palace who keeps a low profile and is mediocre in everything. She is the Palace Master of Huaying who needs to show off her edge and compete for the throne with a dazzling performance.

The reason why she is so slow is because she has chosen the most difficult path. She wants to truly achieve it and let the overlord of the Eastern Kingdom... "I have nothing to worry about"!

It is impossible to surpass her brother on the orthodox spiritual path. If she cannot surpass the one in Qingshi Palace, how can she say that a person like Qi Tianzi is "worry-free"?

Jiang Wuliang once said - "What mortals have accomplished cannot create a new heaven in this world."

Jiang Wuyou knew - "It is impossible to create a new heaven in this world, and it is impossible to wash away the dust of the bluestone!"

But these three words "opening up a new sky" are so difficult. From ancient times to the present, those who have such courage are no longer unknown, and they have all left traces in history.

Nowadays, the path of spiritual practice is boundless and vast. The premise of "self-opening the Tao of Wu" is that "Martial Arts" and "Tao" really go hand in hand.

But in fact, in the long years, martial arts has never been truly opened up. Generations of martial artists have continued to make progress. Unparalleled martial artists such as Wang Ao, the first in martial arts, have only stayed at the twenty-sixth level of martial arts.

The Tao and martial arts she mastered were not balanced, so this path was extremely difficult for her.

Driving all the way was already very difficult, not to mention that she had to run with a limp.

Even with her lame legs, she has reached the God of Daowu and even deduced the true path to the cave. She has seen the spirit of a master!

But she didn't dare to go any further.

Because she has not seen the higher scenery of martial arts, she is not sure whether the "martial arts" she introduces martial arts to is true martial arts. She is not willing to regard the true martial arts as the limit of this life.

She needs to see higher possibilities.

Because the Emperor of Qi cannot be just a real person!

Such a great empire, such a vast territory, with only an emperor in the Dongzhen realm, who cannot even control the power of the country, how can he control those unparalleled figures?

On the last day of Dao calendar 3928, this problem was solved.

When she was forty years old, she waited until she reached the peak of martial arts.

The sages said, "You have no doubts at forty." Now, she really has no doubts!

"Forty is really a good age!" She raised her right hand and spread her fingers as if she wanted to control the world.

The Fangtian ghost and god halberd hanging high in the sky trembled violently, almost shaking time and space, making countless ghosts and gods worship: "I was not born early, and I was not born late!"

…

…

Wang Ao reached the pinnacle of martial arts and shocked the world.

Jiang Wuyou ascended to Taoism and martial arts, and became Yinghua in Linzi.

The sky is clear and the clouds are wandering around, allowing everyone to watch equally.

The clouds were cut and gathered, just like the waves of people's hearts. This wave also spread to Shuofang Bo's Mansion.

"Master! Master! Slow down, be careful of falling!"

The maid chased him hard in the courtyard, running out of breath, but she couldn't really catch up.

The little boy holding the kite in front ran very fast, looking back while running, and his crisp laughter echoed in the air. Shouldn't childhood be pure childlike fun?

"Master..."

The maid stopped chasing him.

Because the young master stopped.

The little boy, who was not tall, pulled off the kite string, causing the butterfly kite that was flying happily to fall heavily to the ground, becoming alive and turning into a corpse.
To be continued...