Pushing the Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

"It seems that Tian Chunqiu was not killed by that old Zhou Shen, but by Wei Fan. This boy is really terrifying..."

When the Lord of Huoyun Cave received this news, he instantly determined the real murderer who killed Tian Chunqiu, the martial saint of Huoyun Cave. Before, they thought that Zhou Shen of Beidingzhou had killed Tian Chunqiu, and they had never dared to investigate. Now that the news that Wei Fan had become a saint broke out, he instantly understood that the real murderer was Wei Fan.

"That is to say, Wei Fan had already broken through the saint realm more than 20 days ago, and he might even have become a saint when he was in the Daoist temple of Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang."

The Lord of Huoyun Cave muttered to himself, his face changing again and again. The earlier the time, the more evil Wei Fan was.

Huoyun Cave has existed for tens of thousands of years, and its foundation is not comparable to those people in the martial arts world. Throughout the 20,000 years of history in the Eastern Region, there has not been an evildoer who broke through the saint realm at the age of 19, and even the entire five major regions have no saint realm powerhouses at the age of 19.

If there was a chance to choose such a monster, he would even be willing to personally come forward to resolve the grievances between Huoyun Cave and Wei Fan. However, now that Tian Chunqiu is dead, even if Huoyun Cave does not want to pursue the matter, it is afraid of Wei Fan. However, Wei Fan's character will probably not let Huoyun Cave go, and it is impossible to swallow his anger.

"It is indeed shocking, but a monster that has not grown up is not a monster!"

A figure slowly walked over, and the Holy Lord of Huoyun Cave looked and found that it was his master, the Supreme Elder of Huoyun Cave, Jiang Yiyun.

"Master means to continue killing that Wei Fan?" The Holy Lord of Huoyun Cave had a cold light in his eyes.

Jiang Yiyun nodded: "As long as we don't kill blatantly, who knows that it was my Huoyun Cave who did it when Wei Fan died. I have also heard about his character. He destroyed many sects that provoked him in the wilderness. If we don't kill him now, he will definitely come to kill us when he has the ability to destroy my Huoyun Cave."

The Holy Lord of Huoyun Cave nodded, which was also what he was worried about.

Now it is not a question of whether they want to kill Wei Fan or not, but whether Wei Fan will let Huoyun Cave go in the future.

"Besides, it is not just our family. I think Yuanyi Sect, Xingwu Sect and Tianxuan Sect should not be able to sit still. You can contact them. If several families join forces, even if the flesh becomes a saint, they will die."

He has learned in detail about the process of Wei Fan fighting with the demon saint. His combat power is equivalent to the late stage of Condensation Dao. As long as two Dharma-phase martial saints take action, Wei Fan will definitely die. With so many saints joining forces, even the great saints will have to suffer.

"Also, this matter is because of the Zhou family. I also sent someone to inform the Zhou family. I think the son of the Zhou family will not be able to sit still if he knows that his rival is a 19-year-old martial saint."

The key is that Wei Fan has no backing, but is just a war general in the town. Unless Wei Fan becomes the hall master of the Demon Hunter Organization, he will seek revenge on Wei Fan, and the Demon Hunter Organization will not say much.

"A 19-year-old saint can prove my killing path." In a hall made of bones, a pale young man walked out and disappeared into the air in a swaying manner.

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"A 35-year-old monster who broke through the Saint Realm is nothing compared to a 19-year-old!"

In the Holy City, Fenghua stood on a divine tower, looking towards the direction of the wasteland. The 19-year-old Saint Realm expert shocked the world, and everyone was moved. It was unknown how many people who claimed to be geniuses were ashamed.

"You have become a saint, so I can't be slow."

She quickly went down the divine tower and found Grandpa: "Grandpa, I want to break through the Saint Realm. Please prepare breakthrough resources for me."

"Okay!"

Xuanyuan Ting nodded: "Grandpa was wrong. Now he is a talented person. Don't worry. Grandpa will block the family pressure for you and buy him time to grow."

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Ting left.

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Even though the incident of the Five Tiger Gate had passed seven days ago, the wasteland was still in celebration. It can even be said that the shock of the wasteland has just begun. After all, most people do not have a special channel to collect information, and some do not even know what happened in the Five Tiger Gate.

In the hearts of the people in the wasteland, Wei Fan was originally a god-like existence. He disintegrated the Wasteland Martial Alliance that only sucked the blood of the people in the wasteland, and led the people in the wasteland to wipe out all the demons, allowing the wasteland to enter a prosperous era.

After the collapse of the Dao, the wasteland was connected with the outside world. Many people knew that the outside of the wasteland was so prosperous. These were originally good things, but soon the people in the wasteland found something wrong.

The warriors from the outside world who entered the wasteland did not bring them any benefits, but brought disasters. They wanted to occupy the holy land of cultivation in the wasteland with their powerful force. Just when the people in the wasteland were desperate and unwilling, Wei Fan appeared again.

Not only did he suppress and kill the outside warriors who made trouble in the wasteland, but he also passed down the martial arts king's skills, so that the people in the wasteland had the capital to strengthen themselves and the means to take advantage of the advantages of the native creatures in the wasteland.

This move made the people in the wasteland worship Wei Fan even more. Not only did they add many temples dedicated to Wei Fan, but it is said that many sects also added Wei Fan to the ancestral halls dedicated to the ancestors of the past generations.

Seven days had passed, and the achievements of Wei Fan were still being praised in the wilderness. Many warriors gave up their training and spread the skills everywhere, just to spread the skills passed down by Wei Fan to every corner of the wilderness.

Now in the wilderness, no one dared to say a word against Wei Fan, otherwise they would be beaten to death by a group of people who claimed to be Wei Fan's disciples.

This time, Wei Fan was truly deified.

In the past, only the people would worship him, but now even the martial arts sects and the dynasty worship him.

"He has become a saint, but it's a pity that he didn't become a saint in the wilderness, otherwise even if the power of the people was mobilized, the Great Sage might not be able to defeat him here."

Qin Xiao exclaimed, and then scolded Gu Qingshan for being an idiot for not guiding Wei Fan to return to the wilderness to break through.

"How the hell do I know there is such a thing, but it doesn't matter. When he becomes emperor, he can come back here."

Not everyone knows that there is such a thing, and the wasteland is too small. It is just a small place for the huge human race in the five major domains. Who knew that Wei Fan could be canonized in such a place.

Being canonized is not just a matter of doing good deeds. You also have to have people's gratitude to you reach a certain level before you can be canonized.

"Thank you, Wei Fan!"

Ji Qingyue looked at the brand new mountain gate and solemnly thanked Wei Fan. When setting up the formation, he saw with his own eyes that Wei Fan had buried hundreds of Martial King's magic weapons. In the future, even if Martial Saint comes to attack, it will take a lot of effort. A lot of tricks.

"Why are you thanking me? If I hadn't hurt you, Yunhua Sect wouldn't have had its gate destroyed several times."

He also spent a lot of money this time, and most of the Martial King's divine weapons he collected were used in the Yunhua Sect's mountain-protecting formation. Under his arrangement, although the Yunhua Sect was not as good as a place like Wuhumen, it was still It can be regarded as a holy land for cultivation. It is not impossible that a strong man in the holy realm will be born here one day.

Two days later, Wei Fan left Yunhua Sect.

He didn't want to stay here for a long time. He killed a group of Tianxuan Sect disciples and several demon saints. If the demon clan came to kill him again, he was not afraid. Yunhua Sect might be implicated again.

"It's nice here, but it's not suitable for me after all!"

As he passed down the King of Martial Arts, the divine ring behind Yuanshen's head further solidified. Now, even if he does not actively practice in the wasteland, his Tao is growing at an incredible speed every day. He calculated that even if he does not After practicing and sleeping in the wilderness for a few years, he could reach the limit of the realm of condensation.

If you take the initiative to practice, this time can be shortened to one year.

This speed was actually terrifying. Many martial saints could not complete this step in their lifetime, but it was still too slow for him. Those enemies could not give him time to grow steadily.

Even though everything is calm now, there are unknown waves surging secretly. Not to mention the Tianxuan Sect, Huoyun Cave, Yuan Yizong and other hostile human clan saint sects will react when they know that he broke through to the holy realm at the age of nineteen. On the demon side, I can't sit still.

Why did the demon saints such as the Golden Lion King and the Kirin Monkey Saint die? We don't want to strangle the monster like him in the cradle. Although he has become a saint now, he is not invincible and has not truly grown up.

The wasteland will be the place where he will become emperor in the future. He cannot let the flames of war continue to burn here. Only when the people in the wasteland become stronger will this place become his help in the future.

An hour later, Wei Fan appeared at the Dragon Kingdom Palace, and Long Jianying and Huo Tianzheng came out to greet him in person.

With Huangfu Nalan sitting here, everything in the Dragon Kingdom returned to normal, and all the people who had been hiding came back.

"Leave this method to you two!"

After chatting for a while, Wei Fan took out a martial arts book and handed it to Long Jianying and Huo Tianzheng.

This is the Zhilan Sect's sacred skill that he obtained from Song Lingyun after he killed Song Lingyun. Of course, it is no longer the original Zhilan Sect's sacred skill, but a skill that he re-deduce using the Three Emperors Sutra. It is not at the level of imperial martial arts, but it is definitely the top among the top holy skills.

Most of his old friends are here, and these things are just a piece of cake for him. If he can help, he will help. He doesn't want to wait thousands of years without having a single friend around him.

"Are you leaving?" Long Jianying and Huo Tianzheng were stunned. Nowadays, people from the outside world are running to the wasteland. Logically speaking, it is best for Wei Fan to stay here.

Wei Fan nodded: "I came here to say goodbye. You probably know a little bit about my situation. The demons and some holy sects want to kill me and hurry up. Although I am not afraid, I don't want the war to spread to the wasteland."

The two of them were silent. Wei Fan's height was beyond what they could see clearly. Even if they wanted to help Wei Fan despite fear of life and death, they would only be a burden.

After chatting for a while, Wei Fan got up and went to find Huangfu Nalan.

"I plan to resign from the throne and take everyone to practice in seclusion so that I will no longer be a burden to him. What do you think, old guy?"

Watching Wei Fan leave, Long Jianying suddenly looked at Huo Tianzheng.

He didn't care about the throne at first. It was only when Wei Fan destroyed the royal family that he stepped forward to stabilize the Dragon Kingdom court. Now that the world is stable and outside demon hunter organizations have also entered the wasteland, there is no need to worry about the safety of the people.

Huo Tianzheng nodded: "If you hadn't been such a bad emperor, I would have been hiding a long time ago. I have been teased several times and I can't stand it anymore. Even if you don't have the strength to be an emperor, it won't be happy."

Long Jianying was convinced that he was not a peaceful master. Now that there is no longer a barrier between the wasteland and the five realms, he also plans to improve his cultivation and go outside to see. He is only over two hundred years old. If he works hard to cultivate, he may not be able to do so in the future. If he cannot become a saint, if he really wants to continue to be emperor, it will only flatten the ambition in his heart.

In the evening, the two of them went to Wei Fan to discuss the matter. Wei Fan didn't value the throne at all, and he didn't care about it even more.

Dragon Sword Eagle's talent is not bad to begin with, and now he has completed the first change of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm. He has truly introduced this world-class martial arts, and his understanding has undergone earth-shaking changes. If he practices with concentration, he will not only become an emperor, but also become a saint in the future. There shouldn't be many problems. Continuing to be emperor would not be a good thing for Long Jianying. (End of chapter)