The first cause of all realms

Chapter 698 The collapse of the old order...

The boundary between superior martial arts and divine arts is the will of martial saints.

Any kind of magical skill contains the will of the creator of the skill. If future generations of scholars can touch the will of others, they can practice it to great success.

Tiangang Fist is one of the Four Great Divine Fist in ancient and modern times. It is as famous as the Baquan of King Zhao of Xifu, Fanquan of Dali Eternal Moon Wheel Temple, and Gaojia's Divine Fist at the end of Tang Dynasty.

Some people even call it the highest intention of boxing in ancient and modern times!
Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, relied on this fist to push the world across the world, ruled the world for a lifetime, led the world with cloth clothes, and was the most heroic in the world.

The same Tiangang Fist, in the hands of Henry Zhang, was already quite impressive, and Yang Jue was also surprised at that time, but it was not until this time that he really felt the true meaning of this boxing technique!
This is the fist of the emperor, this is the fist of the emperor, and even more so, the fist of the hero who swallows the world!

hum!
Like the sun surveying the sky, its momentum is mighty and extremely brilliant.

If it is said that Zhang Xuanba's Domineering Fist is a domineering thing that cannot be disobeyed by everything in the world, then this Tiangang Fist is a kingly fist that allows all kinds of people to enter my hands.

It's not like martial arts, but more like supernatural powers. In a trance, it seems that there are astrology and gods from all over the sky gathered together to promote and push together.

Boom!

In the deserted forest, there was another roar, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

Yang Ju's body shook violently, the ground below him cracked and spread more than ten feet, and the smoke and dust rose like clouds.

"Brother Yang?"

Qin Si exclaimed, completely unaware of what happened.

"The imprint in this race bag is indeed left by Zhang Yuanzhu. The great ancestor of Ming Dynasty's fist is really good, and he has suffered a bit..."

Wiping away the blood oozing from the corners of his eyes, Yang Jue lightly rubbed his temples, this Tiangang fist was really strong, even though he was prepared, he still suffered some injuries.

"It's not easy to overwhelm his will..."

"It's really Zhang Yuanzhu..."

Urging her supernatural powers to disperse the smoke and dust, Qin Si took a few steps forward, feeling the faint fluctuation of the fist, and her heart couldn't help being dignified.

Throughout the ages, no matter leaving a name in history, or leaving a name in Jianghu martial arts, it is not easy. Time has passed, and no matter how great a person is, it is difficult to be remembered by future generations.

Zhang Yuanzhu, it is both

In the history books, his status is extremely high. For the last 400 years of the Ming Dynasty, he was an outstanding emperor known as the eternal emperor.

And in the arena, he is also the most popular. Before Zhang Xuanba, many people believed that he was a supreme master who was comparable to Lu Chen, Bodhidharma, and the sloppy Taoist.

"Is it necessary to overwhelm his will in order to sacrifice this human race bag?"

Qin Si thought for a while:
"Brother Yang, if you can lure it out, maybe I can try to drive it away, maybe I can try to turn harm into benefit..."

"Expelled?"

Yang Ju thought for a while, but still refused:

"Supernatural powers are not omnipotent. Your supernatural powers have not yet been promoted to the second level. If you want to drive away the will of the Martial Saint, I'm afraid you will be backlashed..."

Supernatural powers also have limits. According to his estimation, supernatural powers should be equivalent to the ninth rank of the highest martial arts. Maybe the supernatural powers are more powerful, but the difference is not bad.

But in any case, it is almost impossible for Yizhong's supernatural power to drive away Zhang Yuanzhu's Tiangangquan will.

and……

"The road to Montenegro is not close, so it can just pass the time. I have reached a bottleneck in my martial arts at this time. Maybe I can use Zhang Yuanzhu's boxing will to sort out my own martial arts system..."

Yang Jue calmed down, his eyes brightened.

In the past more than ten years, he has been very diligent in his practice, but the crisis that has always weighed on him makes it difficult for him to calm down and sort out the martial arts.

Of course, at that time, he was far from reaching this level. Following the example of his predecessors was the best path.

But at this moment, he was already standing at the pinnacle before the Martial Saint, so it was naturally different.

"Brother Yang, are you going to create meritorious deeds?"

Qin Si's heart was extremely complicated.

These days, she practiced very diligently and made rapid progress. She had already condensed her true spirit, and she thought to herself that in a few years, she might be able to forge a melting pot of energy and blood.

however……

"It's not about making achievements, it's about sorting out yourself."

Putting away the race bag, Yang Prison's aura slipped a bit, but his spirit was surprisingly good.

Just as the Red Sun Dharma King said, warriors born in this world are much luckier than any era in the past and present.

Lu Chen, Bodhidharma, Sloppy Taoist, Zhang Yuanzhu, Zhang Xuanba... and even countless famous or unknown sages who have already expanded the road of martial arts to a very high level.

At the end of the Qin Dynasty 3000 years ago, martial arts sprouted. Most of the warriors were groping through stumbles. Even if they achieved something, there were also some coincidences. If they followed suit, most of the time they failed.

At that time, there seemed to be only a few people such as Lu Chen and Ba Zun who had practiced to the height of martial saints. The vast majority of warriors may not be able to practice to the level of masters at this time.

Therefore, those warriors must make achievements before their masters.

2000 years ago, Bodhidharma sorted out martial arts and developed Zen martial arts. At that time, before the master, the road was almost smooth, and there was no need to grope in a daze, and there was no need to make achievements too early.

More than a thousand years ago, after the sloppy Taoist proposed the four steps of the martial sages, it seems that even the martial arts sages have traces to follow. There are already too many martial arts in the world to learn, and naturally there are very few creators.

It's not that the later generations are not as good as the predecessors, but that there is something to learn, so why bother to grope in the fog?
Boo!
Sensing Yang Ju's will, the goshawk fluttered its wings and landed.

"Going back to Montenegro?"

Qin Si asked, suddenly feeling a little uneasy.

"Back. However, before returning, there are still some things to do..."

With all his strength, he took Qin Si to the eagle's back, Yang Jian raised his sleeves, and the goshawk fluttered away.

"This direction, is Yunzhou?"

"Yunzhou fell, Mr. Xu and Mr. Wang are here, so we don't need to intervene. Let's go to Qingyan Mansion on the way..."

Yang Ju looked down at the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes darkened:
"Go and meet that one, the shame of the Martial Saint..."

……

……

In troubled times, use heavy codes.

The first time he returned to Longyuan City, Wang Muzhi felt the turmoil in Longyuan City. On the street, everyone closed their doors. At a glance, the most prosperous restaurants were very deserted.

There are only teams of soldiers on patrol.

"With the full support of Princess Longyuan, Mr. Xu has already started to clean up the court after returning to the city. Many ministers, including Li Yan, have been sent to prison..."

Qiu Zhanyu waited at the gate of the city for a long time, and when he saw Wang Muzhi's return, he was relieved, and told him about the drastic changes in the city in the past few days.

Emperor Qianheng was kidnapped. This was a shocking event, and the officials almost quarreled.

When the crown prince of Shendu Zhong succeeded to the throne, the news that Xue Dilong was appointed as a national teacher caused even more uproar.

All the ministers, including Li Yan, demanded that the Shence Army be gathered immediately, and that the Imperial Forest Army return to the capital of God.

"Mr. Xu tried his best to persuade the commander of Shence Army 'Qishengyan', and the army will march out of Yunzhou tomorrow to resist Sirius..."

Qiu Zhanyu sighed:
"The whole night when His Majesty was taken into captivity, the wind was raging, and the court almost felt precarious..."

"It has nothing to do with him... The change in the situation is the death of Lord Zhao."

Wang Muzhi was very calm:
"Nowadays, everyone knows that the sky change is coming, but they don't know that the sky change has already come 400 years ago, and the old order is no longer suitable for this world..."

"what?"

Qiu Zhanyu was slightly taken aback.

"In the 600 years before the Ming Dynasty, even in the prosperous age of martial arts where the sloppy Taoist lived, in fact, there were no more than two or three martial saints who lived together for the same life.

But now, there are more than ten martial saints in the world?I'm afraid there will be 20 people..."

Wang Muzhi paced slowly:
"It's not just that the tide rises, and the supernatural masters spring up like mushrooms, that is the change of the sky. The collapse of the old order is also a change of the sky!"

The sky has changed, it has already arrived!

Wang Muzhi's heart is like a bright mirror.

He has read Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures thoroughly, and has entered the fairyland of immortals and demons several times. He also has a deep understanding of ancient times.

In ancient times, there were also dynasties, but the record of the dynasties ruling the secular world is only 3000 years in the history books!

In the past 2000 years, the most fundamental reason why the dynasty ruled the world was that the court controlled the most violent institution in the world.

A grand master can be worth a thousand horses. A great master can form an army with one person, and can attack a city or a state with one person, but in the end, he cannot match the power of a dynasty or a country.

However, Wu Sheng is different!
Within a short distance, a martial saint can rival a country!
"Zhang Yuanzhu is indeed a genius born in the world. He has already realized this 400 years ago. Therefore, he left behind many magic weapons to protect the country, Taoist soldiers Hanshan, Jinyiwei, and the six gates. Divided into nine major branches, inheriting one's own magical skills..."

While speaking, Wang Muzhi paused slightly, and looked towards the alley:

"The reason why the old order has been maintained in the past 400 years is because of the people's hearts, and the 3000-year-old imperial system has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Secondly, it is also because the legacy left by the great grandfather is so deep that, three days ago, Daming can still maintain it with all his strength..."

At the entrance of the alley, Xu Wenji leaned on a bamboo stick and stood silently.

"... But now, it's very different."

Wang Muzhi paused slightly, seeing that his teacher didn't open his mouth to refute, he continued:

"Not to mention Daoren Lin, nor disciples and Yang Yu, nor Xue Dilong, Xu Jing, Qi Daoguang, Song Tiandao, Tie Hengliu, Mitianjiao Guanqi, who are only one line away and can cross the threshold at any time. Grandmaster, not even the one in Dayan Mountain,
Even folks who are not as eye-catching as the great masters of martial arts, but have already passed the three steps of Daoguo, and are about to rank among the top ten capitals are not counted...

But on the Splendid List, there are as many as 18 people! "

"To this day, I don't know how that Prince Zhao was able to deter so many Martial Saints and Ten Capital Masters..."

At this point, Wang Muzhi had to admire, but also sighed:
“But in this world, there is no second Henry Zhang…”

"You're right."

Xu Wenji nodded silently and sighed:

"As you said, so what?"

This time, it was Wang Muzhi who was silent.

"My old man asks you, before ancient times, with Longyuan Dao as the center, with a radius of 18 li, what was it called?"

Wang Muzhi's heart skipped a beat.

"The old man will answer you..."

Taking a deep look at his disciple, Xu Wenji gave a heavy meal:
"Ranch, Yinsi Ranch!"

"You tell the old man, what is a pasture, and what are they raising in captivity?!"

(End of this chapter)