Chapter 490 The century-old martial arts path! (Two in one)
In the West Garden of the Wangfu, a lake flows under the pavilion corridor, flowers on both sides are clustered with flowers, and the gentle breeze blows, blowing many fallen leaves and petals, floating into the lake, embellishing them.
Many koi fish at the bottom of the lake poked their heads out, opened their mouths and swallowed the flowers and leaves.
There is also a rockery waterfall not far away, with the sound of water jingling. In this garden, it really makes people feel relaxed and peaceful.
Song Changming changed into a relatively loose ink-patterned robe, leaning against the pavilion, sometimes looking at the waterfall, sometimes looking at the many ornamental fishes in the water.
But his mind was not on appreciating these scenery.
"With my current strength, I have a chance of winning against a martial arts master with a cultivation level in the back realm. However, the master's strength span is also very large, and it may not be able to beat it."
Song Changming was quite cautious in his mind about his true strength and at which level of cultivation he was at.
The battle with Situ Ming made him realize that even if he didn't move a knife and had only bare hands, he had the strength of a master's future realm!
Once he takes action, his strength will only be stronger, not to mention that he has stronger trump cards and killing moves that have not been revealed yet.
Now his true strength is definitely not weak even if it is in the master of the Hou Realm.
He is sure to fight against his superior Tu Ming and win. In this way, it should be the same when facing King Cui, who has not been in the future for a long time. If he really fights, he is sure to win!
By this comparison, Song Changming's current strength is indeed terrifyingly strong.
Even if he looks at the entire king-elected group, his personal strength is definitely at the top, and he is even at the top.
Thinking of this, Song Changming felt a little more emotion.
"This life has been over a hundred years. I never thought that I could reach such a height on the road of martial arts."
The realm of a master, a generation of masters!
It seemed as if he could see the end of martial arts as soon as he could reach his neck.
Looking back at the path he came from in the Dahan period, as he saw, the so-called top masters in the world were just warriors who had initially mastered the way of refining qi and controlling qi.
Later, the dynasty changed. During the Dalai Lama period, he gained a glimpse of the innate realm and thought that it was the top of martial arts.
But after coming to Guyuan Kingdom, he realized that the innate realm was just the foot of another peak.
Now, he looked up and saw that the Grandmaster Realm was the peak of the martial arts of the Three Prefectures, and the strongest combat power to shock the demon clan.
And now, he is already!
The century-old martial arts road has occasionally had bumps and obstacles, but most of the time it is still smooth, just the result of accumulation.
This is all thanks to his diligence and hard work, as unshakable as a rock!
"As for panels, it's just icing on the cake." Song Changming murmured to himself, his face was so thick that he had already practiced incompetent swords and guns, and he would not hurt the thunder and fire.
Thinking of this, someone suddenly appeared in Song Changming's mind.
It is the human emperor sitting high above the throne of the Cloud Hall, Emperor Yun.
He couldn't help but wonder how powerful the Yun Emperor who had always been high in command would be able to command the thirty-six kings in Yunzhou?
Also, the Grandmaster's Later Realm? The master is perfect? Or stronger?
Because it is disrespectful to peek into the emperor, Song Changming did not ask about the Cui King in private.
He saw Emperor Yun three times in total, but every time he felt that Emperor Yun was surrounded by unusual spiritual charm, like an immortal god, with a powerful spiritual energy and extremely mysterious and undetectable.
This is a trait he cannot feel in other martial arts masters.
He didn't know whether it was the effect of Emperor Yun hiding his treasures, or because of his unique physical constitution or his profound cultivation.
He could not see through Emperor Yun, so he could not regard Emperor Yun as a target to catch up or even surpass.
But this is not important, after all, there are only three human emperors in the world.
Emperor Feng, Emperor Miao, Emperor Yun.
He was not interested in becoming the fourth human emperor, so he naturally would not follow these emperors.
The God-Devouring Sword placed on the stone table next to it was then another deep breath radiated.
That viciousness is completely unaware of.
Bang!
Song Changming embed the hilt of the long sword with his big hand, and a huge force burst out, as if forcibly suppressing the evil again.
In this Yunzhong Dou, this vicious sword spirit monster was extremely disappointed and dissatisfied with Song Changming not using it to kill all sides.
"It will take a few days." Song Changming said lightly.
It was not that he had thought of drawing a sword in the clouds, but this God-Devouring Sword was too ferocious and extremely powerful.
He was afraid that when he was not careful, he would slash the person alive with one knife.
Although those masters and martial artists seem to be strong and are the martial arts leaders selected from all over the world, under Song Changming's sword, it is hard to say whether they can survive a round.
There is no way, Song Changming, who was holding the knife, had too strong attack power.
The next day, Song Changming was planning to go out for a walk.
He has been to this Yundi City several times, but he comes with a mission, comes and leaves in a hurry, and has almost no chance to go around as leisurely as he is now.
This is not because he does not want to do so, but because the emperor has orders that the kings in various places are not allowed to have close contacts with the imperial city.
Even Song Changming, as the Grand Marshal of the Cui King, could not stay in the Imperial City for a long time, so as not to be verbally rude.
"Mr. Song is going out. Do you need me to prepare a carriage for you?" The old manager learned that Song Changming was going to leave the mansion, so he rushed over and asked respectfully.
"No need, I'll just walk by myself." Song Changming waved his hand.
Those who were crowned kings and ministers should pay attention to identity and appearance when going out, but he did not pay attention to these things.
He just looked around and appreciated the scenery of the Imperial City.
The old manager wanted to call a few followers for Song Changming, but fortunately, he was rejected by Song Changming.
Seeing this, the old manager stopped talking.
Song Changming was wearing a slightly loose ink-colored robe, with empty hands, and casually leaving the Cuiwang Mansion.
Yundi City is extremely huge, based on a huge island on the sea. Outside the city, clouds and mountains are surrounded by mist, and there are abundant spiritual energy. The city is vast and numerous buildings and thousands of tiles, and it takes more than a hundred miles from east to west!
The location where the Cuiwang Mansion is located is close to the Yunzhong Hall. This place is more solemn and solemn, with stone lions and dragons flying into poles, and the patrols of the armored soldiers are constantly being inspected.
Someone came to the jade stairs to worship, but under the fierce eye of the soldiers at the garrison, they did not dare to cause too much noise.
Song Changming did not need to go to His Highness Yunzhong to check in, but walked straight out.
When someone saw him, he didn't care at first, but just thought it was a handsome young man from a family.
But soon, someone noticed that Song Changming seemed to be walking slowly, but his speed was strange and extremely fast.
It seemed as if it was shrinking into an inch. In a few blinks, Song Changming disappeared on the street.
The imperial city does not allow ordinary warriors to fly into the air to control the air, and even Song Changming can only rely on his own.
Of course, he can directly cross dozens or hundreds of meters in one step. As long as he is willing, his speed of travel does not have to be measured by common sense. Soon, he walked to a bustling downtown area.
"Jellyfish stone, jellyfish white essence stone, first come first served, are all top-grade treasures, sold with tears, fifty low-grade spirit crystals!"
"The Green Sky Crocodile, one or two or five medium-grade spiritual crystals, sold at a cheap price!"
"Big-fin dragon pattern fish, I'll catch it fresh today. Those with the highest price will get it. I'll eat it myself if I'm less than twenty medium-grade spirit crystals!"
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Song Changming looked around and said, not to mention the magnificent commercial buildings and treasure pavilions, there were actually many good things on the street stalls that could be seen everywhere.
Some of them were a little moved by Song Changming and wanted to buy some.
Moreover, he found that the people in this imperial city were really rich, with a large number of wealthy families, and the purchasing power of any passerby whom he saw was far greater than that of Cuibo Main City where he settled.
The phenomenon of using ordinary paper money to trade is actually a minority.
Most of them are spiritual coins cast with broken crystals, and they are even directly traded in spiritual crystals. I thought this was something that ordinary people dare not think about, but now Song Changming has gained knowledge.
The ordinary people in the imperial city are simply unusual!
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Song Changming saw a fisherman with his own eyes, holding a panic bag in his hand, pouring out some spiritual crystal coins from it just to find change for the buyer.
Since then, Song Changming has had a clearer and more intuitive impression of the prosperity of the imperial city.
The sea of spiritual energy has created the extremely abundant materials here. Basically everyone has been lifted out of poverty. All walks of life are high-paying people. The permanent residents do not have to worry about food and clothing. What they pursue is a higher class and goal.
"Under such environmental conditions, it is no wonder that these top martial arts masters were born." Song Changming murmured in his heart.
He refers to Situ Ming, Bai Qing, Huaqing Pond and others. As the three giants in the Yunzhong Dou period, these three people were all from Yundi City and were born and raised here.
On the other hand, the followers brought by the major kings were not as good as the three of them, and Song Changming was more alternative and could compete with these three people at the same level.
In addition, there are many powerful masters in Yundi City, and many unborn masters are no weaker than the kings in various places!
Moreover, even the thirty-six kings were originally from Yundi City, and they were strong men under Yundi.
It can only be said that it is much easier for this imperial city to breed martial arts powerhouses than in other parts of Yunzhou. This is the spiritual environment, and the huge advantages brought by Emperor Yun’s governance are not comparable to other places.
Even in the three thousand spiritual mountains, there are few mountain sects with rich spiritual energy that are comparable to this imperial city!
"I want this big-finned dragon-patterned fish." Song Changming saw at a glance that the rich spiritual power nurtured in this fish's body. If used for practice, this is a good ingredient.
Spiritual power can be used to cultivate the essence and blood of the master, and the essence of flesh and blood can be used to refine the body and sacrifice the witch seal.
He didn't expect that such good things would appear on street stalls so casually.
"Young master knows the goods. You can't see such a scarce thing even if you come later. Twenty medium-grade spirit crystals are very affordable." The seller dressed up and smiled, very silly.
"Yes." Song Changming was about to taste the fish, but when he was about to dig out the spirit crystal, he was suddenly interrupted by a sound.
"Hey, Brother Song, why are you here?" A carriage suddenly stopped on the street. In front of the carriage, four handsome dark horses snorted.
Everyone was frightened, and most people on the street subconsciously silenced.
Being able to control four horses in this imperial city is definitely a top-notch powerful person, and they are definitely not something they can afford to offend.
Song Changming turned around and saw a man walking out of the carriage.
It was Situ Ming.
Today, Situ Ming was wearing a navy blue garment, his broad palm was placed in his sleeves, and his jade crown was wearing a polite and elegant style. He completely lost his passionate battle in the battle between the clouds, and he was completely different from his two-person appearance.
Situ Ming approached and immediately saw the big-finned dragon-patterned fish in front of Song Changming.
"Brother Song, are you buying fish?" Situ Ming said in surprise.
The fisherman's heart tightened. Although he looked innocent, he was not without scruples.
Seeing Situ Ming coming and knowing Song Changming in front of him, he immediately presented the fish in his hand.
"The little one has eyes but no beads, and I don't know that the noble man has arrived. This fish is dedicated to you."
Song Changming did not expect that Situ Ming would be so intimidated just by appearing a moment. Twenty medium-grade spiritual crystals were needed. The fisherman said he didn't want it, and it was obvious that he wanted to give it to him for free.
"Brother Situ, on weekdays, are you the bully who has been swaying in the market?" Song Changming couldn't help but complain.
"Uh" Situ Ming immediately denied, "It's unfair. Most of you practice on weekdays, but you have never done such a thing."
He is indeed not so bored, and with his identity, it is impossible for him to deliberately oppress these ordinary people.
It’s just that the status of the powerful and powerful is too noble, which can easily determine the life and death of ordinary people, and its intimidation is too strong, so the fisherman is so afraid of Situ Ming.
In fact, he didn't know who Situ Ming was, he only knew that being able to sit in a luxurious carriage was definitely not something he could mess with.
Although the loss of a treasure fish made him extremely painful, it would be easier to offend a powerful man like Situ Ming.
Song Changming took the fish, and then twenty medium-grade spiritual crystals fell neatly on the fisherman's street stall.
"This" the fisherman looked at Song Changming, and then looked at Situ Ming beside him.
"You guys always see what I do. If you do your business, I can't eat you." Situ Ming couldn't help but say.
"Ah, yes, yes." Seeing the two of them leaving, the fisherman put away Song Changming's mid-grade spiritual crystal and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, it's okay."
The fisherman smiled again.
With this money, he can help his elder brother go further in martial arts.
Such spirit fish are not available every day, and even the fisherman may not be able to catch one all year round, and it is extremely precious to him.
"Good things happen every year, I'll come to my house this year"
The fisherman hurriedly closed the stall, took the spirit crystal and headed to a fishing port outside the city, unable to wait to inform the home of the good news.
"Brother Song wants to eat fish?" Situ Ming asked.
"I just walked around today and accidentally saw that this fish had not tasted it, so I wanted to buy it and try it out." Song Changming explained.
"The big-fin dragon-patterned fish is indeed on the dining table, but this one is of average quality and not the best. If Brother Song wants it, I can ask my family to give you some good things." Situ Ming said immediately.
"Brother Situ has a kind heart, so there is no need to worry about this." Song Changming declined politely.
Before leaving, King Cui made an explanation, trying not to have too deep entanglements with these imperial ministers and families.
Although sending some spirit fish is nothing, Song Changming tried his best to avoid it.
He only had something to do with Situ Ming in front of him. As for the Situ family behind him, it would be better that he had less contact.
(This chapter ends)