Crunch, crunch, crunch—
With a slight creaking sound, the majestic, ancient and thick door of the Piaoling Imperial Palace slowly opened.
Inside the gate, a man with hair and beard as white as snow, a face as rosy as a newborn baby, wearing a gray robe and holding a dustpan in his hand, walked towards the hall.
Everyone looking at the old man felt that he was a real god, and their souls trembled.
Such an elegant old man with an immortal air, could this be Emperor Piaoling
The old man did not move his feet, but his body drifted at an incredibly fast speed, giving people the feeling of being elegant and calm.
"It's been thirty thousand years. I have been waiting here for thirty thousand years. Today I am meeting the young talents from our Xuanwu Continent again. Please follow me to the palace."
"Father, are you Emperor Piao Ling?" someone asked in a tricky manner.
The old man shook his head slightly, still smiling: "No, I am not the Piao Ling Emperor, but the spirit of this palace."
Everyone stood in awe, the spirit of the heavenly treasure.
Treasures are divided into Xuan level, Di level, and Tian level. Xuan level treasures have no weapon spirits and can only be regarded as self-defense weapons. When it comes to Di level treasures, they begin to have weapon spirits. Treasures with weapon spirits can cultivate themselves, and can automatically protect their masters, automatically attack, and automatically protect themselves.
The spirit of a heavenly treasure, his cultivation level might have reached the level of an emperor or even a monarch.
Of course, the self-cultivation of weapon spirits is very slow. Their thousand years of cultivation is not even as good as a normal person's one year of cultivation. The advantage of weapon spirits is that their life span is very long.
Xuanwu has been practicing for an unknown period of time. As the spirit of the Nine-angled Xuanwu Cauldron, he has been practicing for a million years.
A hundred-year dynasty, a thousand-year family, a ten-thousand-year sect, and a million years, the Xuanwu Continent has experienced countless vicissitudes.
If a weapon spirit wants to advance quickly, it needs to find a good master.
Just like Xuanwu, because he followed Ye Xiangyang, he was promoted from a martial artist to the current martial arts master in just five or six years. It would be impossible for him to practice on his own.
"Ever since Emperor Piao Ling ascended to the Immortal Realm after the catastrophe 30,000 years ago, I have been following his orders and managing the Piao Ling Imperial Palace. Emperor Piao Ling said: 30,000 years later, he will find a better owner for the Imperial Palace, and that owner will be people like you."
"Come with me."
As the old man said, these people followed his words and entered the imperial palace.
Grand, luxurious, sacred, majestic...
Every line on the wall is in harmony with this imperial palace.
The disciples of the six sects in the three holy places all have heavenly treasures in their sects. They have also seen heavenly treasures, but they have never felt the shock they felt inside the Piaoling Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Palace is like a palace in a dream, not like something that should exist in the mortal world.
After passing through the hall, you will come to a corridor with a row of mirrors.
A group of magical bronze mirrors, each of which is sparkling with light, turning the entire magnificent corridor into a cave.
The old man smiled slightly, his smile was full of joy. This smile made everyone feel the beauty of the senior sister from the bottom of their hearts. Every move could completely affect the mood of others: "Okay, this is the mirror of heaven's will and human's will. Enter it. If you choose a mirror, you will enter the space of that mirror, which will determine whether Piaoling Imperial Palace will choose you."
When everyone heard that it was these mirrors that chose the owners of the treasures, some people nodded, saying that this was the will of heaven and man; some people snorted coldly, saying that it was the will of heaven and man, that the heaven really had a will, and that people could have exactly the same intention, what nonsense.
Entering the corridor, everyone walked in front of the first mirror.
Everyone saw four words in the first mirror: Piaoling Divine Art.
My parents died when I was young, and I had no relatives. I was taken to the mountains by a demonic wolf.
During the seven years in the mountains, I fed on wolf milk. When I was hungry, I devoured raw meat with the wolves; when I was thirsty, I drank hot blood with the wolves.
When I was eight years old, a wandering cultivator brought me out to the mountains and taught me how to speak human language.
The wandering master wanted to kill the wolves, but I hugged his legs and cried. The wolves lived in the wild mountains and wilderness and had never hurt anyone. They raised me and were like my foster parents. If you kill them, you will either kill me or I will avenge the wolves in the future.
The master saw that I was sincere and let the wolves go.
Yu followed his master and traveled all over the continent, fighting countless times with sect disciples and independent cultivators. He fought against the three holy places, six sects, twelve second-rate sects, the ten halls of the demon race, and the six hidden sects over a period of 60,000 years.
Finally, I obtained a martial art in Fangcun Mountain: Tiandi Piaoling Fist.
I spent eight thousand years integrating many martial arts from the three holy places, six sects, twelve second-rate sects, the ten halls of the demon race, and the six hidden sects. Finally, I created my own heavenly martial arts: The Art of Drifting in All Worlds.
Every branch and leaf is full of emotion, walking alone in the world, the leaves are drifting...
Ye Xiangyang read this section of Emperor Piaoling's self-narration and thought about it. Emperor Piaoling, Ye Piaoling, lost both his parents when he was a child and was taken away by a demon wolf. He wandered in the wilderness for seven years. It was a blessing for him to survive.
When his master appeared in the wilderness, it was a miracle brought by fate.
For the sake of these evil wolves, Ye Piaoling is willing to die, or learn skills in the future and avenge the wolves.
The wolves are innocent, that’s the answer; the wolves have done him a favor, and they must repay the favor.
Ye Xiangyang understood that Ye Piaoling might avenge the wolves in the future. How would he repay the kindness of his wandering master then
For 60,000 years, he traveled all over the continent; for 60,000 years, he studied hard; for 10,000 years, he studied hard and practiced hard, and finally created the art of drifting among all the worlds. How wonderful and brilliant it is, how moving it is, and how unbelievable it is.
Regardless of whether others know it or not, Ye Piaoling was the backbone of the last great calamity of the Heavenly Demon; Ye Piaoling participated in the last great calamity of the Heavenly Demon, and he ruled the world with a divine spear, and he was also the last owner of the Nine-Cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron, who had once instructed him.
Ye Piaoling's fate was extremely rough and miserable. He traveled all over the Xuanwu Continent. Even his name might not be his original one. Perhaps he didn't even know what his last name was.
Perhaps it was the wind from the mountains that blew thousands of miles away, blowing down countless fluttering yellow leaves, which made him feel something; perhaps it was the Myriad Worlds Drifting Technique, which was extremely powerful, harvesting human lives like yellow leaves drifting; perhaps it was that this person lamented about his life, like a yellow leaf drifting, with no fixed place, full of the feeling of being entangled and drifting; perhaps it was...
No matter what the reason, this most talented and extraordinary person is called Ye Piaoling.
Every branch and leaf is full of emotion, walking alone in the world, the leaves are drifting...
How could this be called the Art of Drifting in All Worlds? This is simply a description of Senior Ye Piaoling's feelings of wandering deep in his heart.
We are not master and disciple, and there is no relationship. How can I learn this person's art of wandering in all worlds
Ye Xiangyang moved away.
The second mirror contained a self-contained space, which contained the most precious resources: heaven-grade medicine, earth-grade medicine, top-grade black crystals, and various heaven-grade and earth-grade minerals...
There were a few words written on the place where these things were placed: Youyuan Hall.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly. Back then, Ye Piaoling traveled the continent alone, fought with geniuses from countless sects, and roamed the continent with just one sword. It would probably be impossible for him to get so many resources.
Even if he obtained the Piaoling Imperial Palace, he could not get so many treasures. If you don't believe it, just ask the Three Holy Lands and see how many heavenly-grade medicines they have.
Ye Xiangyang was sure that this was a scam.
He saw a senior brother obtained a heavenly-grade medicine from it. This senior brother was extremely happy. Being able to obtain a heavenly-grade medicine, one heavenly-grade medicine could change his destiny. Heavenly-grade, heavenly-grade, were like steps to heaven.
Ye Xiangyang shook his head and walked forward.
The Imperial Palace Management Office. As long as you can pass through this management office, the Piaoling Imperial Palace will be yours.
Wealth, elixir, Dharma, companions, and land; joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and worry; eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind... each mirror reflects different things.
Ye Xiangyang saw that among the sixty-four martial artists who came in with him, almost no one walked past the fifth mirror. They were all captured by the mirror.
The mirror of heaven's will and human will reflects your inner heart and your character.
A gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way; a hero loves beauty but will never do evil; no matter what you do, you must have your own principles and sense of propriety and not let your desires control you.
Ye Xiangyang continued to walk forward, passing by each mirror and stopping for a moment in front of each one.
He didn't even realize that he had reached the last mirror.
He felt like he was walking through a long corridor of the human world, which contained all the emotions, feelings, friendships, situations, and circumstances of the human world... Walking through these mirrors meant walking through the lives of countless sentient beings in thousands of reincarnations.
It turns out that all people, including martial artists and even the gods in heaven, are obsessed with the word "love". The fate between people is called: love.
"Yang'er, go quickly, go quickly!" The voices of parents calling came from a distance.
"Hurry up, the demon is coming, hurry up and leave."
Ye Xiangyang saw dark clouds rolling in and dense swarms of sky demons rolling towards him like locusts.
The celestial demon with three heads, six arms, three legs and nine protrusions on its head brought about endless blood and gore along the way.
They reached out their hands and scooped up the people of Xuanwu Continent, laughing loudly: "Xuanwu bloodline, ha ha ha ha, these people all have Xuanwu bloodline."
Ye Xiangyang watched in horror as these people were sucked into dried meat and then turned into powder.
Ye Xiangyang's heart seemed to be cut by countless swords and knives, and blood was gushing out.
He roared loudly, and the scroll of Vast Rivers and Mountains wrapped up the people of the continent and the fellow disciples from the sect who were fleeing in front of him.
He transformed into millions of incarnations, and the five-star golden and red flags fluttered in the wind. The five stars rolled up the sky, and the fluttering flags rolled up the universe.
The Black Snake Sky-Swallowing Halberd can shatter the sky with one strike.
Countless celestial demons were shattered and died under his attack.
A spiritual force was wrapped in the scroll of the vast landscape and walked out thousands of miles away.
Ye Xiangyang, who was transformed by spiritual power, put down all the people in the map of vast rivers and mountains.
Ye Xiangyang knelt in front of his parents: "Dad, Mom, I can't take care of you anymore. I want to fight to the death for our Xuanwu Continent."