What he saw and heard along the way were all the hardships of people's lives and the suffering of the common people. He felt an indignation unconsciously in his heart. Even if he died in bloody battles many times, he could not completely eliminate the resentment in his heart.
"When a figure like the Martial Saint dies, all the people in the Martial Arts Association are devastated, as if they have lost their parents, and cannot fight anymore." He said:
"As the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, everyone in the world will be watching you. If you kneel down, it will only set an example for others and people will lose their confidence."
"If you want to kneel, it would be more comfortable to die like me."
The monarch of a country cannot kneel.
Just as in the eyes of warriors, the Martial Saint is not just the strongest warrior, but represents the leader of the martial arts who resist the immortal way, and embodies their expectations for the martial arts to resist the immortal way.
If even the monarch kneels, can he still expect his subjects to fight to the death
"This person really wants me to die..." Emperor Yonghe narrowed his eyes. Such words reminded him of the dead Qiao Pifu.
He went on to say, "Even the Martial Saint who was so powerful that he surpassed the limits of martial artists is dead. What's the point of your struggle now?"
Emperor Yonghe was talking about the Martial Saint, but he was also talking about his own situation.
The Martial Saint had been dormant for forty years, and his strength was far beyond what it was back then, but he still ended up being easily turned into dust by a thunderbolt from the sky.
As the Emperor of Da Yan, he has been enduring and compromising all the way until now, and he is already exhausted and cannot see any bright future. Now he is even more aware of the huge gap between him and the Immortal Sect.
"If I don't struggle, will I kneel down like you?" Qiao Mu said:
"If this generation's martial arts leader is not good enough, then the next generation, and the next generation... If the previous generation did not dare to sacrifice, and only knew how to compromise and kneel, how can we expect the next generation to have backbone?"
While saying this, Qiao Mu's eyes passed over Emperor Yonghe and looked at the square outside the hall.
In the big pit that was struck by the thunder, the body of the Martial Saint had already turned into dust and no longer existed.
The pilgrims had indifferent expressions, sometimes clear and sometimes confused, and they only knew how to dodge and fight instinctively.
The remaining seven or eight Wujihui assassins also had numb and grief-stricken expressions on their faces. They were only relying on their combat instincts to hold on under the siege of the immortal cultivators, and they had long since lost their will to fight.
The Martial Saint was the support and reliance in the hearts of these Wu Ji Hui members, and when he died, the warriors of the Wu Ji Hui were in despair, crying out that martial arts no longer existed and no one could fight against the immortal way anymore.
"The Martial Saint was the leader of the martial arts, and he is dead." Qiao Mu said:
"Then from now on, I, Qiao Zhong, will be the leader of martial arts!"
“A single tree cannot make a forest. If I can’t do it, there will be someone who can follow me thousands of years later.”
The so-called martial arts leader is not just the best martial artist.
Born in this era where immortals are high and mighty, the leader of the martial arts naturally has to shoulder the expectations of the warriors and the heavy responsibility of using martial arts to fight against the immortals.
And it just so happens that Qiumu's shoulders are very strong.
Today, he saw the huge gap between the way of immortals and the way of martial arts, a gap that could not be bridged by the efforts of one or two generations.
If it weren't for him, the modern martial arts developed by the Martial Saint might have to continue for dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of years to gradually catch up with the gap.
But he is different.
As long as he died a few more times, he could eventually overcome the long years of accumulation and stand at the pinnacle of martial arts, just like today's martial arts saints who conquer immortals with martial arts.
"With my death, hopefully the suffering of the people of this world who have been oppressed and exploited by aliens for hundreds or thousands of years will be shortened... Isn't this a huge profit?" This thought emerged in Qiao Mu's mind.
Now that the Martial Saint is dead, from today on, he is determined to become the leader of martial arts.
Chapter 112: Destiny of the World
Carry the weight of martial arts!
This was not some soul-stirring boast, because the previous leader of the martial arts, the Martial Saint, had just died under the thunderbolt of Elder Tian Xing and turned into dust.
The Martial Saint is notorious throughout the world and has long been an unrivalled warrior.
But even he died so easily. At this time, talking about taking the lead in martial arts in front of the immortals of Xuantian Sect is obviously like going to the mountain of tigers knowing there is a tiger there.
The so-called "carrier of martial arts" does not mean the strongest, but means someone who carries the responsibility as heavy as a tripod on his iron shoulders.
To Chu Huwei and others, this only sounded like the tragic death of a martyr, but lacked the heroic spirit of lofty ambitions.
And at this moment.
Suddenly, there was a clanging sound of a sword.
A faint ochre-colored light suddenly emanated from Emperor Yonghe's arms.
The statues of the immortals of Xuantian Sect on the altar were all shaken and looked sideways once again.
But this time, their eyes were not directed at the tree.
Because no matter how much he boasts, he is just an ordinary warrior. Even if he really becomes the so-called martial arts leader, what can it do
The gazes of all the immortals fell on the arms of Emperor Yonghe at this moment.
Emperor Yonghe had a calm expression and slowly took something out from his arms.
This is a sword.
A sword radiating a light as heavy as a mountain.
As the long sword was drawn out, the hundreds of immortals on the altar suddenly fell silent, completely without any movement.
It's not that this sword possesses some earth-shattering power that is enough to fear the immortals of the Xuantian Sect who can easily kill a Martial Saint.
But on this sword, there was an indescribable aura that they did not want to be associated with.
"This is the Human King Sword of our dynasty's founder." Emperor Yonghe's eyes suddenly lit up, and even his eye sockets turned a little red.
As for the so-called luck, even those who practice Taoism find it illusory and unpredictable.
This time, he risked everything and accepted the invitation from Xuantian Sect and came secretly to Qingyun Temple to worship the gods. One of his so-called backup plans was the sword that once belonged to the emperor.
"The late emperor's will mentioned destiny and national destiny. It seems that this is not groundless..."
Before the immortal cultivators intervened in the dynasty's political affairs, the mundane world of Kyushu was the world of warriors.
The so-called Son of Heaven is naturally the one with the strongest army and horses.
The former Taizu of the Great Yan Dynasty conquered the world on horseback. Not only did he possess the most powerful army at the time, he himself was also the best warrior of the time.
After Taizu passed away, his sword became the Sword of the Human King enshrined in temples. Like the Imperial Seal and the Jiuzhou Cauldron, it became a symbol of the common ruler of the human race and the imperial power of the dynasty.
This was originally just a sword that could cut through iron like mud. Although it was sharp, it had no other magical features.
Even though it once topped the Tingchao Tower's weapon list, after hundreds of years, no matter how sharp the sword was, it could not withstand the erosion of time.
Therefore, this sword is no longer a weapon used by warriors to kill people. It is no longer sharp and exists only as a symbol.
One of the reasons why Emperor Yonghe agreed to worship the gods was to try to force himself, the emperor, into the most dangerous situation, in order to see whether the so-called sword of the human king and the so-called destiny of the country were true.
He placed his hopes on a legend whose authenticity was unknown, but in reality he was almost at the end of his rope and had nothing else to rely on.
In terms of military strength... The imperial court today is not even sure it can deal with a Martial Saint, let alone confront the Immortal Sect head-on.
Emperor Yonghe looked towards the statues of immortals that had become silent on the altar.
Now it seems that he made the right bet.
Next, we will see how much the immortal sect fears this matter of influencing the fortune of the country.
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Above the clouds.
Elder Tian Xing and others frowned unconsciously.
"Is this what Emperor Yonghe relies on? You underestimated such a great Emperor Yan."
As soon as Emperor Yonghe suddenly became tough and stood up when they were about to execute Qiao Mu, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.
This does not match their impression of Emperor Yonghe.
Since he is acting so abnormally, he must have something to rely on...
"The sword itself is just an ordinary object, not worth mentioning. But after years of worship and sacrifice, it seems to have attracted the luck of the emperor..."
"Don't worry. The luck of an emperor is illusory. It won't necessarily affect the life span of immortal cultivators like me."
"Then why don't you try it?"
The elders were silent for a moment.
With their strength, if they didn't care about affecting his luck, they could naturally force Emperor Yonghe to kowtow as they did before.
But... who will be the first to take action
After all, one's own interests and the sect's interests are not exactly the same thing.
Faced with unknown things that they have never encountered before, these great monks with long lifespans will naturally act cautiously.
"...Emperor Yonghe's worship of the gods is related to the great cause of incense and fire. Are we going to give up halfway?" Elder Sun frowned and said:
"Since none of you are willing, then let... the deacon Chi Yang who is currently in the Taoist temple go and try."
"He took the sect's incense to help him practice. Although he is only a deacon, he is also one of the Hundred Immortals, so naturally he has to bear responsibilities."
The other elders also nodded in agreement.
Just as he was about to send a message to inform Taoist Chiyang, Elder Tianxing's face suddenly changed, and regardless of the previous discussion, he turned into a rainbow and flew up.
"Elder Tian Xing is a hot-tempered man who has always acted decisively. He is so proactive..."
Elder Sun sighed slightly, but then his expression changed and he noticed something strange.
At some point, a Taoist figure in a green robe appeared above the clouds of the Qingyun Temple. He stood directly in front of Elder Tian Xing and blocked him.
"Fellow Daoist Tian Xing, and other Daoists from Xuan Tian Sect, are you all well?"
The Taoist in green robe stood above the clouds, with a smile on his face but a cold look in his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist Qingyi from Zhongzhou Da Dao Sect?"
Elder Sun and others suddenly became furious.
This time, they acted without telling the other eight immortal gates, and secretly led Emperor Yonghe to this Taoist temple, letting him kowtow to the immortals. This way, they could take the lead among the nine immortal gates and become the first immortal gate that the Emperor of Great Yan kowtowed to.
If he could have eaten all the food by himself after it was accomplished, it would have been fine. But before it was accomplished, it was discovered by Taoist Zong Qing, who was supposed to be far away in Zhongzhou
"This cannot be a coincidence..." Elder Sun's face darkened.
The nine major immortal sects each occupied a state, built Taoist temples, and accepted incense and offerings from people in each state.
The Da Dao Sect is an immortal sect located in Zhongzhou.
Although there was only one Taoist named Qingyi, his arrival meant that their plan to conceal their true identity had been exposed...
In this case, the Xuantian Sect's headmaster, who holds the sect's most precious treasure, the Tianwu Mirror, and is in Zhongzhou, may be in danger... .
Chapter 113: The Legend of Entering Taoism through Martial Arts (6k
"My fellow Taoists from Xuantian Sect, I will not waste my time talking to you."
Taoist Qingyi said coldly:
"The other seven major sects have also learned about your attempt to conceal your true intentions, and your sect's headmaster's actions in Zhongzhou have also been exposed."
"Emperor Yonghe's worship of the gods must come to an end here."
Taoist Qingyi acted very tough, and his aura alone was even stronger than that of the elders of Xuantian Sect at this moment.
Even Elder Tian Xing, who usually had a bad temper, remained silent at this moment and did not confront him.
The nine major immortal sects each occupy a state. The Southern State occupied by the Xuantian Sect is mountainous and relatively inferior in terms of population size and wealth.
Zhongzhou has many plains and a dense population, and it is also the location of the imperial capital. The Dao Sect that can occupy Zhongzhou is naturally extraordinary, and it is even the leader of the nine major immortal sects.
The overall strength of the Da Dao Sect may not actually be the best among the nine immortal sects, but it is said to have an extraordinary sect foundation, which makes the other eight immortal sects very wary, and they can only give the incense of Zhongzhou to the Da Dao Sect.
The Taoist Qingyi who appeared here naturally came on behalf of the Da Dao Sect, which made them feel half a head shorter.
This is not just a difference in personal strength, or a question of whether one is in the wrong or not.
After all, this is the Qingming Mountains, not far from the Xuantian Sect's headquarters. Even if Taoist Qingyi has a profound level of cultivation, he cannot defeat four hands with two fists.
If Elder Sun and others from Xuantian Sect insisted on making Emperor Yonghe worship the gods, it is not impossible, but the consequences would have to be carefully considered.
After hearing the implicit meaning of the Taoist's words, the head of Xuantian Sect, who was far away in Zhongzhou and held the sect's most precious treasure, had become his bargaining chip.
Eating the food alone without telling the other eight sects, and being discovered right before eating it, the consequences would be serious.