Daqin: I fell from the sky, the first emperor regarded me as a fairy

Looking at the expressions of other people, I also have the same thought in my heart.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw the person standing up, he ordered two stools to be moved, and gave up the middle seat, while he himself sat on the right side.

This stunned everyone in the hall.

Who is Zhang Sanfeng?

He is a master of a generation in the martial arts. According to his seniority, even Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple is also his nephew, and he is over a hundred years old.

Witnessing the century-old ups and downs of martial arts, he is a true senior, and everyone respects him.

But now he actually lowered his profile to two people who didn't know their origins.

All the people present here are smart people, and they thought of something in a blink of an eye. The identities of these two people are very mysterious, or their martial arts are stronger than Zhang Zhenren.

But they still believed in their hearts that these two people came from a certain royal relative in the Yuan Dynasty, as for martial arts.

Hehe, they still don't believe that anyone can compare with Grandmaster Zhang.

No one spoke first, and there was a sudden silence in the hall.

"Since everyone is here, I won't talk nonsense. There is only one thing to do here today, and that is to make all the sects in the martial arts surrender to our Great Qin."

Li Qingyun, who was seated on the left, glanced at the crowd indifferently. In his eyes, these people were no longer at the same level as him.

Although he was a famous person in his previous life, in his eyes, he was not good enough. He could wipe out everyone with a wave of his hand.

"what?"

"He still knows what he's talking about!"

"It's such a big tone, don't take a pee to see how you look!"

"Master Zhang, is that why you invited us here? Could it be that you mean it too?"

As soon as Li Qingyun's words came out, there was a wave of shock among the crowd, like a stone entering a calm lake.

Even the heads of the several sects had sullen expressions on their faces, especially Xian Yutong from the Huashan sect, his brows were tightly furrowed, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Zhang Sanfeng remained silent in response to everyone's questioning, obviously expressing his acquiescence.

This made all the people present angry.

"The Emei faction hasn't arrived yet, right?" Li Qingyun asked quietly, ignoring the anger in everyone's eyes.

"It's none of your business whether you come or not, you shouldn't have come in the first place."

"A kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, let me try your skills!"

A handsome middle-aged man stood up abruptly, like a swimming dragon, charged towards Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun snapped his fingers lightly.

puff.

Under the eyes of everyone, it turned into a cloud of blood mist, and the disgusting smell of blood permeated the hall, and the blood mist rained down on everyone's heads like a rain of blood.

Warm blood mist.

But it made everyone feel the endless coldness.

What kind of martial arts move is this.

They didn't even see how Li Qingyun made a move, this good player turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The people here are asking themselves, even if they hit someone, they can't achieve such an effect.

It's so terrifying.

A four-character idiom appeared in everyone's mind.

This time, no one spoke aloud, and each of them was like a quail, looking at their noses and mouths, and stopped talking.

They finally understood why Zhang Sanfeng surrendered to Li Qingyun and others by default, so it was so.

It's really an old fox who is uneasy and kind, and doesn't know to remind everyone.

Xian Yutong stood up, cupped his hands towards Li Qingyun, and said with a smile: "The teacher of the Emei School is a very proud person, I think he won't come."

In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, this teacher is going to suffer a crime today.

"Since it doesn't come, let's go out."

Ying Zheng, who was sitting in the middle, spoke softly, making everyone's eyes widen.

Li Qingyun also nodded.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng said: "Most of the Emei sect's disciples are still very good, I hope senior will be merciful."

"Since Grandmaster Zhang begged for mercy, I will send an incense seed to Emei."

"Evergreen!"

hum!

A crimson long sword with virtual reality slowly floated in front of Li Qingyun, surrounded by dense air, full of spirituality.

"Go!"

Li Qingyun said lightly.

hum!Clang!

The Evergreen Sword was under the eyes of everyone, and the sound of the sword shook the heavens and the earth, turning into a fiery red light and heading straight into the sky.

The crimson sword light rendered the entire Wudang Mountain, and everyone looked up.

Everyone who saw it was shocked.

The fiery red long sword was already flying straight into the sky, like a white sword flying towards the distance.

"This, this is, the art of controlling the sword~"

Xian Yutong of the Huashan School was horrified.

As a famous sect, there are of course some records of Qi refiners in the pre-Qin period. I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect to see the truth today.

Then, a crazy thought came to him, he wanted to learn the art of controlling the sword.

The others didn't come back to their senses for a long time, and expressions of shock, horror, and horror flashed on everyone's faces.

"What do you guys think? Should you surrender or disappear into the dust of history like the Emei Sect."

Li Qingyun's faint words were like the cold winter wind blowing everyone back to their senses.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled wryly, what ability did they have to resist.

Can only express surrender.

"We, surrender!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed inexplicably, got up slowly, and cupped his hands at Li Qingyun and Ying Zheng.

"Wudang faction, follow orders."

At the same time, Li Qingyun also received a system reward sound.

Chapter 120: The Emei faction destroys the sect!

[Conquering the six sects is 100% complete, and the rewards are being calculated now! 】

【Ding!The rewards have been settled! 】

【Ding!The luck of the six sects will be automatically integrated into the Daqin luck pool, and the system rewards are now issued! 】

【Ding!Congratulations to the master for obtaining the martial arts "Da Qin Martial Code"]

【Ding!Congratulations to the master for obtaining the Martial Arts Battle Formation "Five-Party Saint Beast Battle Formation"]

【Ding!Congratulations to the master for obtaining a vein of black iron ore! 】

【Ding!After the rewards are distributed, the owner can check them in the system backpack! 】

【...】

Li Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the reward had arrived in the account. It seemed that the system still had a conscience and did not steal his reward.

It's just that this reward doesn't seem to be of any use to me, right?

Li Qingyun groped his chin, and with a thought, he opened the system backpack to check his rewards.

[Great Qin Martial Code, which brings together the essence of all the martial arts in the six sects and Yitian Slaying the Dragon. It can be regarded as a foundation-building method of martial arts. The current grade of the method can only be cultivated to a level comparable to that of the Golden Core Realm. Master Can practice. 】

[The five-party holy beast battle formation is a martial arts battle formation, which allows the army to practice, and when it reaches a high level, it can summon a trace of the spirit of the five-party holy beasts to fight for it! 】

[The dark iron ore vein is an inferior ore vein, the quality is tough and soft, far exceeding ordinary iron ore and copper ore. 】

The three rewards are clear at a glance under the explanation of the system.

Li Qingyun is still very satisfied with this reward, the Great Qin Wudian alone can benefit countless Qin people and enhance the national strength of the Great Qin.

In a world without aura, this Great Qin Martial Art can be used perfectly.

When Daqin has aura, there is no need to give up Daqin martial arts, and it will not affect the cultivation of immortals.

As for the five-party holy beast battle formation, let alone the improvement of the Qin army's combat effectiveness is like a rocket.

In fact, what caught his fancy the most was the last reward, the black iron ore vein. With the black iron ore vein, Qin Jun's weapons and some necessary things can also be improved.

All in all, this reward is pretty good.

As for the fusion of the luck of the six sects into the Daqin luck pool, just look at the top of Ying Zheng's head.

The black carp opened its mouth to eat a colorful bubble into its mouth, and its body became more lustrous, obviously gaining a lot of benefits.

Did you narrow your eyes without seeing Ying Zheng?

Obviously got the feedback of luck.

At this time, a disciple of the Wudang sect opened the door and came in, out of breath, and said, "King Ruyang...has led an army here."

Song Yuanqiao came out and hurriedly asked, "How many people are here?"

The Wudang disciple swallowed his saliva, "Thirty thousand cavalry came, pulling something like a chimney, there are more than twenty in total."

"Now they have surrounded Wudang Mountain and are confronting Mingjiao disciples."

When everyone heard this, they all took a deep breath.

3 people, what a huge number.

Even though they have powers beyond ordinary people, facing 3 people, once they are surrounded by them, they will die without a place to bury them.

They couldn't help looking at Li Qingyun with numbness, wanting to see how Li Qingyun would deal with it, but their hearts were also a little shaken.

"Your Majesty, let's go out and have a look."

Li Qingyun turned to Ying Zheng and said, the two got up and walked out of the hall.

But everyone has not been relieved yet, the word "Your Majesty" echoed in their heads.

His Majesty?

Where is your Majesty?

Is it still called this name?

After a while, he regained his composure and hurriedly followed Zhang Sanfeng and the others out.

.....

Emei school, beautiful scenery, fresh air.

As one of the six sects of the Emei sect, the pavilions and pavilions are no less than the Wudang sect, except that there are young women who come and go practicing swords on the mountain.

The crisp and delicate voice echoed throughout Mount Emei.

On the Great Hall of Emei.

The Puxian Bodhisattva enshrined, on the left side of Puxian Bodhisattva is a solemn woman.

This person is the founder of the Emei School, Guo Xiang.

At this time, a middle-aged nun was kneeling on the futon in the main hall, chanting scriptures with her eyes closed, and the cigarettes in the hall were slowly lingering around her.

"master!"

At this time, a woman with a delicate complexion walked in from outside, and cautiously came to Miejue Shitai's side, calling softly, the voice was as soft as the meow of a cat just waking up.