Chapter 225

After hearing Chen Luoyang's words, Sword Emperor Tao Wangji was slightly silent, and then said: "That little friend Cheng just now has limited knowledge.

I only heard by chance from my family teacher in the old days that there is a sky beyond the sky in this world. Besides the vast land of Shenzhou, there is another world called the world of mortals. "

Tao Wangji's eyes flashed with reminiscence: "In the world of mortals, there is a dynasty named Nanchu, and the royal family's surname is Cheng.

And the Southern Chu royal family's unique school of suppressing the country is called Guangmingpu. It is successful in cultivation and manifests golden flames, called Guangminghuang.

But about the Southern Chu royal family and its glorious spectrum, the old man really doesn't know much, and that's all. "

After listening to the other party's words, Chen Luoyang quickly screened the information worthy of attention.

First of all, the surname is Cheng, who cultivates the spectrum of brilliance, obtains brilliance, and belongs to the royal family.

It means that the other party must have the same race.

Then, Shenzhou Haotu was unified by the Xia Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, and it has been called Daxia for so many years.

The name of the country like Nanchu reflects that in the world of mortals, Nanchu is not a unified dynasty, and there may be other dynasties that are known as the world.

However, after fighting against Cheng Huyuan, Chen Luoyang could compare that the brilliant spectrum of the Cheng family in Southern Chu was faintly higher than the royal martial arts of the Li family in Daxia.

It remains to be verified whether people in the same realm can smash the Ding Tianshen Jue head-on head-on. After all, in terms of attack power, Guangminghuang can never catch up with the Shenwu Demon Fist.

What Shenwu Moquan can do, Brilliant Spectrum may not be able to do.

However, it is certain that the Nine Dragons Fist or Ten Dragons Fist that can be played cannot lift its head.

"The lineage of Demon Buddha, or the lineage of Zuitoutuo, also came from the world of mortals?" Chen Luoyang asked.

Sword Emperor Tao Wangji nodded slightly: "I heard from my master that there is indeed a magic Buddha inheritance in the world of mortals."

Chen Luoyang nodded secretly.

Inherited from the lineage of Demon and Buddha.

Southern Chu Dynasty.

If the inheritance of Tao Wangji, the sword emperor in front of him, is included, the level of martial arts in the world of mortals should indeed be higher than that of Shenzhou Haotu.

What is uncertain is what is the highest level of the strong there.

At this moment, Tao Wangji looked at Chen Luoyang and said slowly.

"I originally thought that Master Chen was the true direct descendant of the ancient god religion in the world of mortals, but now it seems that he is not."

Hearing this, Chen Luoyang smiled faintly: "It seems that Master has really told you a lot."

Tao Wangji nodded: "According to what my teacher said, the ancient god religion also came from the world of mortals, but its unique teaching in the town is called the blood of gods and demons, not the blood of heavenly demons.

Fei Chen, the 'nine-armed celestial demon' from the past, should have come from there. Like his family teacher, he accidentally wandered in the vast land of Shenzhou, and finally settled here, passing down the lineage of the ancient god religion here.

It's just that this inheritance is obviously incomplete and cannot be called a direct inheritance.

Judging from your words and deeds, Master Chen, it seems that you have come into contact with the orthodox ancient god religion in the world of mortals, so it seems that you are out of the blue, surpassing so many predecessors here in the vast land of Shenzhou, so that the inheritance of the ancient god religion here is gradually becoming orthodox. "

"You're welcome." Chen Luoyang said casually.

What he thought of was another aspect.

I felt right when I fought Cheng Huyuan just now.

The other party really knows the Shenwu Demon Fist, and the immortality of the gods and demons.

There is indeed an ancient god religion in the world of mortals, and this head religion exists like a god, with the blood inheritance of gods and demons.

But looking at Cheng Huyuan's shocked and surprised reaction when facing "Xuanming", the ancient god religion in the world of mortals, the Shenwu Demon Fist may not be complete, and there has never been a "Xuanming" style.

Is it only missing "Xuanming", or is there more than one type of "Xuanming" missing?

Many thoughts flashed through Chen Luoyang's mind.

In the mouth, he asked: "I don't know where the revered master is now?"

Sword Emperor Tao Wangji shook his head: "It's been decades since we separated from our family teacher. The family teacher is different from Fei Tianmo, the founder of your sect. He has no intention of staying in the vast land of Shenzhou, and has been living in seclusion above the East China Sea in the past.

The old man had a predestined relationship with his tutor and got him to teach him unique skills, but later when his tutor returned to the world of mortals, the old man never left with him.

Since then, there has been no day of seeing each other again. Regarding the world of mortals, the old man has no way to enter, and can no longer find a teacher. Up to now, decades have passed. "

Chen Luoyang nodded: "Tianjian Shu, good martial arts."

Tao Wangji said: "It's a pity that I know very little about the origin of the master's school. I only heard the word 'Tianhe' mentioned by my teacher, and I didn't say much about the rest. This old man can only be regarded as his registered disciple."

Chen Luoyang listened quietly.

He won't believe everything the other party says.

But from Tao Wangji, he has gained a lot.

And the white-clothed old man on the opposite side also got the information he wanted, that is, he, Chen Luoyang, had not had direct contact with the head teacher of the ancient god religion in the world of mortals, and it wasn't that the head teacher of the ancient god religion in the world of mortal world was like a demon Buddha, with tentacles. Officially entered China.

His blood of gods and demons comes from his own practice, not from the head teacher of the ancient god religion.

Tao Wangji may not believe all of this statement.

If you believe it, is it good news or bad news for Tao Wangji?

Thinking about it better, Chen Luoyang didn't have more people standing behind him.

On the worst side, how terrifying would it be for Chen Luoyang, who could reproduce the blood of gods and demons by himself?

Only Sword Emperor Tao Wangji could understand the specific feelings.

Demon Emperor Chen Luoyang tapped lightly on the stone table in front of him: "About the world of mortals, do you have anything else you want to talk to me about?"

The old man in white on the opposite side of the stone table laughed at himself: "I made Master Chen laugh. I really don't know much about the world of mortals. I just listened to the anecdotes that my teacher casually mentioned in the past, but it's just scratches and scratches."

His tone was a little more serious: "It's just that the teacher and the old man are both obsessed with swordsmanship, so they talked more about swordsmanship.

Among them, the teacher once mentioned a swordsmanship, the old man was young and ignorant, he only regarded it as a legend, and never paid attention to it.

Only now did I realize that the story is not just a story. "

"Oh?" Chen Luoyang looked at the other party calmly.

Tao Wangji said slowly: "The Twelve Swords of the Netherworld, or in other words, the twelve-style Netherworld Extinction Sword Intent."

Chen Luoyang gave a "hmm", with a half-smile on his face, and turned his head to look at the wall of the stone cave next to him.

Its line of sight seemed to pass through many mountains and rocks, and that was the direction where Si Huaifei and Xie Xingmang were.

Sword Emperor Tao Wangji nodded calmly: "Little apprentice Meng Lang, blindly stepping into a situation that he can't control himself. If he doesn't restrain himself, he will not only hurt himself, but may even bring disaster to the common people and bring disaster to China."

Chen Luoyang asked: "You compare me with your apprentice?"

"Chen Jiao's master's strength is naturally far higher than that of the apprentice's starlight." Tao Wangji said: "But the twelve swords of the nether world are not the swordsmanship that should exist in the world. They are Huangquan's backlash against the world, and the death of the underworld against everything. The malice of all beings."

Chen Luoyang said calmly: "It's just a swordsmanship."

He looked at Tao Wangji on the opposite side, and suddenly smiled: "Yan Mingkong's journey in this swordsmanship is farther and farther than that of your apprentice."

Tao Wangji was about to say something, but when he heard that, he fell silent.

The poison of the Nether Twelve Swords is wider than he expected.

After a long while, he finally said: "The situation of the little apprentice is very worrying, and I need to take care of him for a while. I hope that Master Chen can give him some time. When the ten days are up, I will ask Master Chen for advice."

Chen Luoyang stood up and said, "If there is nothing wrong with what you said today, then I don't mind selling favors. There are still six days left, and I will wait for you in Bazhou."

Tao Wangji said: "This old man thanked Master Chen for my apprentice."

After the two of them left the cave, Chen Luoyang immediately set foot on the dragon's head again, and then Yanlong roared, parted from the storm outside, and left Yushao Island.

The Sword Emperor watched Chen Luoyang go away, and an unresolved worry appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Others on the island continued to remain silent.

Li Cheng, the third prince of the former Xia Dynasty, said to Shi Jing on the side: "Thanks to the pavilion master and the old man who took the initiative to invite him to resolve it, otherwise no one can stop the demon emperor's fierce power, and we all may have nowhere to escape."

After Shi Jing took a look at Li Cheng, he said softly, "Your Highness the Third Highness is serious."

Li Cheng gave a distant salute to the Jiange Pavilion Master on the mountain, and then called the others to return to their hidden place.

Everyone silently saluted Tao Wangji and Shi Jing, and then left behind Li Cheng.

The scene always presents a strange tranquility, depressing and breathless.

Shi Jing watched the crowd leave with sadness in his eyes.

His mind is clear, how can he fail to see that people's hearts are changing.

Including Li Cheng, the third prince of the former Xia Dynasty, everyone could not restrain their fear of the Demon Emperor Chen Luoyang.

It's nothing to be afraid of.

After all, the Demon Emperor's skills are unrivaled, and his arrogance is overwhelming.

It is normal for people to feel invincible after sweeping across China.

But what is abnormal is that people are completely desperate about this, and have the idea of ​​surrendering to their fate, without the will to continue to fight and swear to the death.

Shi Jing is very calm, never expecting everyone to risk their lives.

What makes him feel heavy is that the existence of his own master cannot dispel the haze of fear in everyone's hearts.

Everyone seemed to agree that in the upcoming battle, the Sword Emperor would also be defeated by the Demon Emperor's fists.

In the eyes of everyone, the former mainstay of the righteous way of Shenzhou now looks more like a martyr who knows what he can't do.

While people admire in their hearts, is there some kind of resentment hidden in them?

That old man is really in the way...

If it wasn't for him, all of us would simply surrender the Demon Emperor together...

Wait and see, wait another six days, the result is the same...

At that time, don't be misunderstood by the Demon Emperor, so as not to be implicated...

Be careful now, don't offend the people in Jiange, don't let them discover our thoughts, lest we be slaughtered by them first...

Hui Jian's heart was clear, and he was faintly aware of such an atmosphere, which made Shi Jing's heart full of sadness.

Then a hand fell on his shoulder.

When Shi Jing turned around, he saw his master smiling at him and shaking his head.

"It's because the disciple didn't cultivate enough mind." Shi Jing said softly.

Sword Emperor Tao Wangji looked gentle.

He was just about to speak a few more words of comfort to his disciples, when suddenly his expression changed and he turned his head to look outside the island.

There was no sign of the storm there, and the sky was stained with blood.