Zongwu: Open a clinic in Xueyue City and become a saint by curing diseases!

"Not really."

"Your martial arts power is indeed very strong."

"Among the people I know, you are the best. Even your combat power should be the best."

Has never competed with Hong Xixiang.

So, Ye Lin still doesn't know the upper limit of Hong Xixiang's combat power.

So there is nothing wrong with what he said, it is "should be the best", not affirmative.

"Hahaha..."

Wang Xianzhi laughed cheerfully.

Li Chungang suddenly asked, "Wang Xianzhi, what are you going to do next? Do you have any plans? Or do you want to return to Wudi City and continue to be your city lord?"

Wang Xianzhi thought for a while.

"I don't want to go to heaven, and I don't want to leave the world for the time being. I want to leave and wander around the world. Maybe I can accept two disciples."

"Of course, even if I accept disciples, I'm afraid they can't compare to Ye Lin's disciples."

"That's the disciple of the reincarnation of the Great Emperor Zhenwu..."

Wang Xianzhi had a meaningful smile on his face.

"Don't you plan to stay?"

Li Chungang invited, "Not to mention serving for Xueyue City, Xueyue City has also become the center of the martial arts world. There must be more masters coming here to make pilgrimages, not more than the people you met when you traveled around the martial arts world?"

"I traveled around the martial arts world not for people, but to measure the martial arts world."

Wang Xianzhi has been invincible in the martial arts world for sixty years,

but he has also been trapped in Wudi City for almost sixty years.

The martial arts world he knows are the martial arts world brought by the outside world after coming to Wudi City, and the martial arts world he walked through when he was young.

But one of these martial arts worlds is unreal, and the other is in the past.

He doesn't know much about the current martial arts world,

so he wants to measure it himself.

Go see the mountains and rivers and customs of various places, experience different lifestyles, and feel the grievances and hatreds between people in the martial arts world.

Perhaps in a small town,

he will meet a genius like Ye Lin and inherit his legacy.

Of course, this possibility is really too small.

But, the martial arts world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders.

Who can be sure?

What he wants is not only to travel, but also a spiritual baptism.

A trip to the rivers and lakes may be a practice, or perhaps a rebirth.

"Okay."

Li Chungang felt a little regretful.

Wang Xianzhi had expressed it so clearly, it seemed that he could not force it.

He originally planned to keep Wang Xianzhi in Xueyue City so that there would be more opportunities for in-depth exchanges in the future, but now it seems that this idea cannot be realized.

Wang Xianzhi suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Ye Lin.

"Lord Ye."

"I will travel in the rivers and lakes for about a year and a half this time."

"When I come back from traveling in the rivers and lakes, can I still stay in your Xueyue City?"

Ye Lin smiled and nodded, "Of course you are welcome."

"Thank you."

Wang Xianzhi smiled freely.

Then he clasped his fists and said goodbye.

Turning around, he walked into the long sunset,

his figure gradually moved away until he disappeared.

This is the first old man in the rivers and lakes - Wang Xianzhi.

He came and went in a hurry, and no one could stop him.

He pursued only the supreme martial arts in his heart. Apart from martial arts, everything else was empty.

Li Chungang looked at Wang Xianzhi's back and felt a little envious.

Because Wang Xianzhi's back was too similar to his back then.

Unfortunately, since Fengdu Lupao'er died,

he was no longer romantic.

"Let's go, let's go back."

Ye Lin looked at everyone and said softly.

Today is the beginning of autumn.

Everyone enjoyed the sunset.

He also fought a battle.

It should be over now.

After the beginning of autumn, winter will soon come.

Life has gradually become stable.

But Ye Lin doesn't believe that the future can be so peaceful.

After all, Xueyue City has accumulated too much luck.

It is impossible for the immortals in the sky not to covet it.

...

The Great Qin Dynasty.

Qin Shihuang stood on the high platform, his eyes like torches, examining the iron-blooded army below.

The battle flags fluttered, the iron armor shone, the soldiers held spears, wore sharp swords on their waists, and were neatly arranged in square formations.

The war horses neighed, the hooves sounded like thunder, as if the earth was shaking.

The air was filled with a suffocating tension.

Every soldier's face was full of determination,

as if life and death had been put aside.

And on the side,

was the majestic Meng Tian.

He was wearing a black armor and holding a silver spear in his hand.

As one of the heroes of Qin Shihuang's unification of the Qin Dynasty, he fought for many years, and his body was stained with countless blood. When he stood there, his temperament was like a killing god.

He was standing behind Qin Shihuang at this time.

His heart was surging.

The first emperor just wentA trip to the Beili Dynasty.

After returning, he said to him, "Meng Tian, ​​I want to conquer the world!"

Meng Tian knew how much this sentence meant. Ying Zheng was not satisfied with establishing the Great Qin Dynasty. His ambition was to unify the whole world!

Of course,

As a fierce general of Qin,

He had been in the army for half his life and accompanied by swords and spears.

What he expected most was to expand the territory for Qin and make achievements!

How could he not agree with Ying Zheng's idea!

And the Great Qin Dynasty was surrounded by

Weak countries.

The two countries of Nanzhao and Nanyin in the south.

Although the Roman Empire in the west was powerful, it was constantly in internal disputes.

Although the Huns in the north were brave, they were a group of nomadic peoples after all.

Although the Han Dynasty in the east was prosperous in culture, its military strength was relatively weak and it was difficult to pose a real threat to the Great Qin.

As for other small countries, they were even less to be feared.

Meng Tian knew that as long as Qin Shihuang gave an order, the world would be shaken.

And now,

With the full support of Qin Shihuang,

he has assembled 300,000 elite troops and is ready to march south.

He personally selected the most courageous warriors and the most sophisticated weapons, ready to march forward on the road to the south.

This is not just a war, but also a comprehensive display of the strength of the Qin Dynasty.

He wants the world to see that wherever the Qin army's iron hoof goes, everyone will surrender.

The 300,000 elite troops are arranged as follows, like a huge chessboard.

Arranged neatly,

flags fluttering,

drums rumbling.

Qin Shihuang stood on the high platform.

Looking at the 300,000 soldiers below, the order resounded like thunder through the sky.

"March south!!!"

Without a single word of nonsense,

this order was like lighting a gunpowder barrel.

The soldiers burst into a thunderous shout, with great momentum, straight into the sky.

The drums of war rumbled, the rhythm was rapid, urging the soldiers to speed up and march towards the southern territory.

The horses galloped, the dust flew, the iron hooves trampled the tranquility, and the whole army was like an unstoppable torrent.

At this moment, it seemed that there was only this solemn and murderous atmosphere and the haze of the upcoming war between heaven and earth.

The soldiers' hearts were filled with pride as Qin people.

With the ambition of Qin to expand its territory,

they marched towards the unknown battlefield.

"Your Majesty--"

Meng Tian clasped his fists and said solemnly, "I will definitely live up to your Majesty's expectations and flatten the Nanyin Dynasty and the Nanzhao Kingdom with the Qin Iron Cavalry."