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

Wei Fan was silent. The heritage of Emperor Wu's family was simply terrifying. The various methods, heritage, bloodline, etc. left behind by Emperor Wu had been developed over hundreds of thousands of years and were simply unfathomable.

Now he is like an ant against Emperor Wu's family, but he doesn't have much power to resist.

"I'm not trying to persuade you. We, warriors, fight against the heavens and the earth, and are not afraid of life or death. I just want to remind you to be more cautious. It may not be impossible for you to become an emperor because of your talent. Try to be tolerant of some things.

In a place like the Holy City, even if there are as many people as dogs in the Emperor Wu family, they are not a rare existence, and it is not a shame to be patient for a while. "

He knew very well Wei Fan's nature, he was reckless all the way, but in a place like the Holy City, such a character would suffer sooner or later.

With Wei Fan's talent, he would be able to dominate the world in just a few years. There is no shame in enduring it for a few years. He can just take revenge when he grows up. Remember, even Xuanyuan Peak was forced to hide for a few years back then.

The two continued to move forward and soon came to the bottom of the sacred city. Wei Fan looked up and saw a huge plaque hanging on the sacred city with the word "青木" written in large letters.

Aoki Castle!

"This Aoki City is probably not just a city, it should also be a very powerful weapon or a war fortress."

On the divine city suspended in the sky, Dao Yun flows, and Dao marks are densely covered, emitting indescribable power. There are sword marks, sword marks and other things on it. It is obvious that even the divine city where Qing Emperor's descendants live has been attacked.

On one side below the divine city is the place where the Qing Emperor's descendants built a multi-continent teleportation domain gate. Wei Fan and Li Jianchen walked over and saw a huge teleportation domain gate built in a vast valley.

Compared to the crowded Teleportation Domain Gate Square in Qingzhou City, there are not many people here. Except for a few Mu family disciples who are guarding, there are no outsiders here at the moment.

There was a hut built on one side of the huge teleportation domain door, and an old man with closed eyes was sitting inside. Wei Fan took a casual glance and felt the terrifying aura on the other man's body.

"As expected of the Martial Emperor family, just to guard the teleportation domain gate, they sent a Saint Realm powerhouse."

The two of them stepped forward and handed over the spiritual crystals needed to ride through the teleportation domain gate, and then received a jade token for communication.

"If we have enough people, we will notify you." The Mu family said.

This summons jade token is both a voucher and a notification. Wei Fan asked how many days it would take to get enough people. The Mu family couldn't give a specific time, saying that it might be enough people tomorrow, or it might have to wait five or six days. Days of time.

The two turned around and left, and their figures quickly disappeared.

"Did I sense something wrong?"

Suddenly, the old man sitting in the hut opened his eyes and stared at Wei Fan's disappearing back with confusion. He sensed a close aura, but the young man was obviously not from the Mu family.

"come over!"

He waved to the young people of the Mu family not far away, and a young man ran over: "What are your instructions, ancestor?"

"Do you know the origins of those two people just now?"

The young man was stunned and said: "The white-haired one should be Li Jianchen, the sword master of the Holy City. As for the other one, if my disciple guesses correctly, he should be Wei Fan, who has become famous recently."

Li Jianchen's white hair was so recognizable, and with the intelligence network of Emperor Wu's family, he knew that Wei Fan and Li Jianchen had made a big fuss in Jiangzhou a few days ago and killed two Dharma Masters of the Xuanguang Sect. Even though he had never met Wei Fan and Li Jianchen , and can also guess the identities of the two people.

Emperor Wu's family is not only concerned about their own one-third of an acre, they are collecting intelligence from all continents.

"Is he Wei Fan?" A glint flashed in the old man's eyes.

When the news about the nineteen-year-old holy realm came out, I don’t know how many people were shocked. Unless the Emperor Wu family devoted all their efforts to cultivating a certain person, it would be difficult for the nineteen-year-old holy realm to appear, not to mention that Wei Fan just came from the land of Taoist collapse. It can be said that the warriors who come out have no background at all.

"You go down!"

The old man waved his hand and said thoughtfully: "I remember that Xuanyuan Peak also went to the wasteland for a period of time..."

…

After leaving Qingmu City, it didn't take long for Wei Fan and Li Jianchen to arrive at Qingzhou City.

This is the largest city he has seen so far. The edges can't be seen at a glance. The towering city wall is like a giant dragon lying on the ground, issuing unimaginable oppression.

"As expected of the place where Emperor Wu was born!"

Wei Fan was a little surprised. There were no ordinary people coming in and out here. Even the worst ones were those with martial arts cultivation. The majority were martial arts masters, and those in the holy realm were not uncommon.

He and Li Jianchen stood for a while, and three or four Saint Realm experts passed by.

"No wonder I haven't seen any warriors under Martial Lord!"

The two of them stepped into the city. Wei Fan finally understood why there were no ordinary people here. The city gate issued a pressure. The people under the Martial Lord could not walk in at all, and would be pressed out by the huge pressure.

In other words, this huge Qingzhou City is full of powerful people above Martial Lord.

This is an unimaginable number. From this, we can also get a glimpse of the strength of the human race. However, even though the human race is so powerful, they have not been able to completely eliminate the demons after years of fighting with them.

This is just one place in the Eastern Region where the powerful Martial Emperor was born. There are still not many such places in the five major human regions.

"You can achieve enlightenment here, but you are not allowed to practice!"

Li Jianchen told Wei Fan the rules of Qingzhou City. This kind of place is full of strong people. Once they practice and absorb essence unscrupulously, it will affect other people and the environment of Qingzhou City.

So in such places, cultivation is generally not allowed. Some inns will provide places for cultivation, but they are isolated from the outside world and can only be cultivated with one's own spiritual crystals.

"You can't fight. If you want to fight, go to the void world or the duel arena set up in the city."

These are the two rules, and you can do whatever you want.

Li Jianchen has obviously been here before and took him to many places. Some places are said to have been left by the Green Emperor, but Wei Fan can see that these places have decayed and were repaired by later generations.

Qingzhou City is very large. If you can't fly, you can't walk around here in a few days. When it gets dark, the two find an inn to stay in.

Wei Fan entered his room and took out the golden bell cover he got from Jiang Yujie and started to look through it.

The content of the secret book can be roughly divided into two parts. The first part is no different from the golden bell cover he practiced, and it can be said that it is exactly the same. The second part is a bit inexplicable. It can be said that it has nothing to do with the previous things. It is a mantra and a visualization picture that he can't understand.

That visualization picture was a huge golden bell, exactly the same as the golden bell cover that was cultivated at the beginning. Perhaps because of the long time, this visualization picture no longer had any spiritual realm, but was just a pure picture without any mystery.

As for the formula, he read it through and did not gain anything.

"Panel!"

Needless to say, the magic of the panel, when the Nine-Nine True Skill was obtained, everyone in the world said it was called Leishan Tiangong, but the panel directly showed it as Nine-Nine True Skill. Whether this formula is useful or not, you can tell by whether the panel is included.

Wei Fan looked up at the panel, and there was indeed a prompt.

[Zhong Yin (not yet entered)]

...

[Ordinary skill: 5.76 million years]

[Martial Saint skill: 3000 years]

"Zhong Yin?"

Wei Fan whispered, the name was a bit strange, not like a mental method, more like some kind of strange art.

Of course, the inclusion of the panel means that this is not a useless formula, but countless years have passed, and this formula has almost been lost. Even the Jiang family who collected the complete Golden Bell Cover did not know what it was for.

"Add the bell!"

He was a little impatient and started to add it directly. Along the way, the things cultivated by the Golden Bell Cover were his greatest confidence. Now seeing the heritage of these Wudi families, he was only afraid in his heart and hoped that the Wanling Bell could change again.

But with the perfection of the Wanling Bell, it would take tens of millions of years of skill to change it again. If this thing is useful and can save some skill, he can have more skill to do other things.

[One year of skill, after going through thousands of hardships, you found the subsequent skills of the Golden Bell Cover, and couldn't wait to start comprehending...]

In Wei Fan's mind, the formula resounded, and he recited it with his soul, but there was no reaction.

But he was not surprised.

Originally, this mantra was useless, and no one practiced it, so the subsequent skills were almost lost. If it had worked as soon as he practiced and comprehended it, he wouldn't have needed to spend so much effort to find this mantra.

At the same time, he focused part of his attention on the Wanling Bell, paying attention to whether the Wanling Bell had any changes.

Similarly, the Wanling Bell was calm and there was no change, as if this mantra had nothing to do with it. The tiger soul, dragon soul, and three-legged golden crow on the wall of the bell were still doing what they should do.

[Ten thousand years of skill, your Zhongyin practice has not made any progress]

...

Time passed, and soon after ten thousand years of skill, Wei Fan still didn't comprehend anything, and the Wanling Bell didn't show any changes.

Twenty thousand years!

Thirty thousand years!

Fifty thousand years!

...

Wei Fan finally became a little uneasy. With his current understanding of the fourth transformation of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, even if it was the Martial Emperor's skill, he could get started and gain something after fifty thousand years of skill.

It couldn't be a problem with his comprehension, that is to say, the things behind the Golden Bell Cover might really be useless, not because of his lack of comprehension.

If this thing is more mysterious than the martial arts technique of the Emperor, it can't be spread so widely. There must be a reason he doesn't know, which makes the so-called "Zhong Yin" useless.

He glanced at the panel's nearly six million years of power and planned to wait for a while. If there is no harvest, then give up temporarily and go to the Holy City to inquire about the news of the Golden Bell Cover.

Those families that have existed for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years may know something about the Golden Bell Cover.

[One hundred thousand years of power, Zhong Yin is the entrance]

Suddenly, the panel flashed slightly, and different prompts appeared. (End of this chapter)