Liu Shoucai nodded and said to Ling Muzi: "Third Brother, if this happens, we can rest here for about seven or eight days."

"Enough." Ling Muzi replied.

Liu Shoucai nodded and continued reading. It was obvious that the problem just now was a temporary thought.

"You keep going." Ling Muzi said calmly at Qi Zhenyong.

Qi Zhenyong hurriedly said: "There is also another legend. More than a thousand years ago, there was a legend that a king-level warrior appeared in the capital of the Han King, shocking the royal city, but it appeared for a short time. He only killed a duke warrior and never appeared again."

"King level?"

Jiukong said on the side: "According to fellow Daoist Liu, it is almost at the peak of the spirit level or the state of igniting the mortal fire."

"I understand!" Ling Muzi nodded and said to Qi Zhenyong: "Forget this, please continue."

"Oh, okay, okay, it is said that the king-level warrior came to avenge his loved one..."

"Stop! Don't talk about such grudges, love and revenge." Ling Muzi interrupted.

Qi Zhenyong choked up. Damn this is a legend? This is a sad and beautiful love legend, mixed with the legendary experiences of peerless powerful men.

Qi Zhenyong nodded depressedly, thought for a while and said, "Several seniors came out of the Wuhui Pass. I have really heard of the legend about the Wuhui Pass."

"This can be said."

"Okay!"

Qi Zhenyong is still a guy who likes to talk. When he heard Ling Muzi's encouragement, he immediately smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, this legend has tens of thousands of years every time, but no one can tell the specific time. It is said that the gods created the Tianwu Continent and then created 108 no-turns. These channels are one-way, and are the battlefields set up by the gods here to cultivate their descendants. The strongest people in the Tianwu Continent are just here to serve the descendants of the gods here."

"Haha, this is a bit interesting!" Jiukong put down the book in his hand and turned his ears.

Qi Zhenyong continued: "It is said that every time a divine envoy will come, there is a sacred mountain in the center of this world, which is more than ten thousand feet high. Even if a duke warrior wants to climb up, it is not easy. It seems that the lowest standard is a duke. In the Tianwu Continent, anyone who is promoted to a duke warrior must go to the central divine mountain to prove his strength.

My grandfather is a duke. He was a little old when he was promoted to the duke and had never been to the Central Shenshan, so this duke's level is a bit unreasonable. Fortunately, no challenge has been successful at the moment."

"Well, there should be some secrets on the sacred mountain, right?" Ling Muzi asked.

"Yes, there is a secret of becoming a king on the sacred mountain. This is what the dukes and warriors who have come down from the mountain in all dynasties have said. It is just that it depends more on the opportunity. Only dukes with high chances have the opportunity to obtain such inheritance and advance to becoming king-level warriors. That is the peak of this world. Except for the Martial Emperor, it can be said that they are invincible in the world."

"Invincible in the world? Haha..." Jiukong shook his head. Even if the level of Emperor Wu was at the spiritual fire level, it was not invincible in the world. This time, there were at least ten spiritual fire-level masters who came in from the first level alone.

And this is just the second level, I believe that there will be no less than the first level. So, there are probably a few spiritual fire-level experts who can stay here.

After all, that's all... that's invincible!

Qi Zhenyong didn't care about this, he didn't know anyway, but continued according to the legend: "Any king-level warrior is stronger than the king-level king-level king-level king-level warriors recorded in history have also been born in the Tianwu Continent. The most recent one seems to be four thousand years ago, when the king-level warriors stepped step by step from a small sect to the commanding heights. Finally, it is said that a divine envoy appeared and led away the king-level warriors."

"The God's envoy? Well, it should be the Guardian!" Liu Shoucai also listened to it, and heard this and said repeatedly.

Jiukong said: "What are the ones who are at the gate guarding the gate here? Take them out for training?"

"It may not be without this reason, or you can do something else. Look at a passage in this book, I will read it for you." Liu Shoucai pointed to the book in his hand and said, "The oldest dynasty in Tianwu Continent is the Daxia Dynasty. When Daxia saw the changes in the dynasties in the world, no one knew how powerful Daxia's strength was. He only knew that except for the duke, King Wu, and the strongest men of the Wu Emperor level who came out of no way every ten thousand years, almost all the strong men of the Wu King came out of Daxia. Only a very small number of talented people would stand out from other dynasties."

"Do you think it's very familiar? It's very similar to the Xia Dynasty in our place? After all, according to history, Xia was the first dynasty, but don't worry, there are some fun and interesting behind it!" Liu Shoucai said with a smile, "In the Tianwu Continent, in addition to Xia, the Shang Dynasty cannot provoke, it is a natural hostility and the largest dynasty, there are four top tribes. Although there has never been any martial king, the duke has never stopped. And at most, there were more than forty dukes and warriors in one tribe, which is terrible! These four tribes are 'Yan', 'Huang', 'Chi', 'You'."

"These tribes sound familiar!"

"Idiots, they are the two earliest tribes of you humans. Aren't your descendants also called Yanhuang descendants?" Liu Shoucai said with a smile and said, "It doesn't seem familiar, I know it at all."

Jiukong just took the opportunity to make a sarcasm. You will know when you get familiar with it. This kind of joke can be made at will and will not affect any feelings at all. On the contrary, conversations with bitches like Liu Shoucai can bring a lot of relationships closer and enhance friendship.

"So, Chiyou should be two tribes?" Liu Shoucai said with a smile.

"Who knows that this is too long. There is a huge time gap in human history. I have long suspected that it was done by the gods, but there is no definite evidence to point it." Jiukong is not a human, but he is very clear about human history. It is just because this guy has been living among humans for hundreds of years and has even been a teacher. If it comes to the funny one among the spiritual race, he must be him.

"Okay, let Xiao Qi continue talking." Ling Muzi said.

Qi Zhenyong nodded quickly and continued: "In addition, it is said that there are many strange countries that are highly rejected by more than half of the kings, but I don't know why."

"Although it's a bit off topic, I'm very curious. What country is excluded?" Liu Shoucai was the most gossipy.

Qi Zhenyong hurriedly said, "It seems that there is a person named Daying Kingdom, a country called Sunny Kingdom, and some strange names, such as the Arab countries."

"Oh? It's interesting. There's such a country name. This is the World Congress!" Liu Shoucai frowned slightly, obviously speaking lightly, but the taste in the middle was a little changed.

"Is there any other legendary story?"

"This, this... I can't remember it for the time being." Qi Zhenyong was also frustrated. I am in my forties, and the strength of the count warrior level is actually going to tell people a legend here.

Ling Muzi said, "Okay, tell me something else. You just said that every ten thousand years, the weakest warriors of the duke level will appear from the lack of circuit, right?"

"Yes!"

"So, how did dynasties of all ages treat these warriors?"

"This... I don't know much about it. It is said that this is the biggest secret between the dynasty, and only the lord and the real ministers will know it." Qi Zhenyong wiped the sweat stains on his forehead and said, and he was very nervous at this time and did not dare to say anything big or exaggerate.

"Is that true? Well, then I won't make things difficult for you. Finally, there is something to ask you for."

"Senior, you said!" Qi Zhenyong didn't know why, but now he was becoming more and more afraid of Ling Muzi, and he was trembling when he spoke.

Jiukong said from the side: "Fellow Daoist Ling, let this little guy stay away from you. He can't stand it anymore. We still need him to do things for us."

Liu Shoucai also stood up, put down the book in his hand, looked at Ling Muzi carefully and said, "Third Brother, are you going to start?"
Chapter completed!