At the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Inside an inn.
At this time, due to the birth of the Temple of War God, countless warriors from all over the world gathered in Kunlun Mountain, wanting to witness the rumored splendor of the Temple of War God with their own eyes. After all, for thousands of years, as long as the warriors who came out of the Temple of War God alive were at least first-rank Dzogchen, there were even some martial arts myths.
No warrior would ignore such a rare opportunity in a thousand years. As a result, the inns at the foot of Kunlun Mountain are full of people coming and going, very lively.
And at this time.
Outside the inn, two figures came slowly, a man with a calm expression on the left, and a teenage girl on the right.
"Third uncle."
"What are we doing here?"
The little girl looked up at the man and asked in a low voice.
"Let you see what murderous intent is." The man said calmly with far-reaching eyes.
These two people are naturally Su Qin and Li Wan.
Li Wan comprehended the sword intent left by Su Qin day and night. He had the realm of swordsmanship, but lacked murderous aura. Su Qin just took advantage of the opportunity of the birth of the Temple of War God to bring Li Wan out.
Martial arts practice, especially swordsmanship, must go through a lot of life and death fights. As the princess of the Tang Dynasty, Li Wan had a respected status. In the palace, who would dare to take action against Li Wan among those red-clothed eunuchs and the deputy commander of the forbidden army
That's why Su Qin came out with Li Wan. Anyway, even without Li Wan, Su Qin would come to Kunlun Mountain.
"oh"
Li Wan heard Su Qin's words, and immediately stood beside Su Qin obediently.
The two walked into the inn, and the waiter immediately came up to greet them, and said respectfully, "You two, please go upstairs."
The waiter's eyes are vicious, although he can't see anything on Su Qin, but the more he is like this, the more he dare not be careless.
During this period of time, I don't know how many warriors from the rivers and lakes passed by. Maybe Su Qin is a hidden master.
soon.
After Su Qin sat down, Li Wan also sat next to him.
"There are still a few days."
Su Qin raised his head and looked at the top of Kunlun Mountain. At this moment, under close observation, he felt more thoroughly the specific time when the Temple of War was born.
When I was in Chang'an City, it was 100,000 miles away from Kunlun Mountain. Although I could faintly feel the aura of space fluctuations with the help of the real eye and the celestial aura technique, I could infer the real birth time of the Temple of War.
But that is just a rough guess, there is an error of half a month to a month, but now, Su Qin is at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, but he has accurate the birth time of the Temple of War to within a few days.
"Anyway, everything is in a bottleneck now, and it won't hinder anything after waiting for a few days." Su Qin put his right hand on the wooden table and tapped lightly.
Now that the Great Ritu has already started, it will definitely not be possible to achieve small success in a short period of time. As for breaking through to the Ninth Heaven, it will not be possible immediately.
"I don't know, what kind of surprises can the Temple of War God give me?"
Su Qin's eyes were dim, thinking in his heart.
Just when Su Qin was thinking.
The inn had already exploded.
Many warriors gathered here spoke one after another.
"You said, will the Sword King of Qingcheng come over this time the Temple of War God is born?" A man in black asked with great interest.
Qingcheng Sword King is a first-rank grandmaster who has only emerged in the last few years. He is good at killing and defeating. He once achieved a remarkable record of suppressing several grandmasters of the same level with his own strength.
"Qingcheng Sword King?"
A warrior laughed lightly: "It's rare to be born in the Temple of War God in a thousand years, not to mention the Qingcheng Sword King, even those top-ranked old monsters, I'm afraid they can't stand it."
"Excellent quality."
There was a sudden silence in the entire inn.
Even though the recovery of far surpassing the tide has made the cultivation environment easier, the top-ranking grand masters are still rare enough to overlook one side.
"What about the first rank?" Another warrior asked with burning eyes.
"On top of the first grade."
Everyone's face changed slightly.
Although the top first-rank grandmaster is above first-rank, he is still within the realm of first-rank. The only ones who can truly be called above first-rank are probably only Wulin Mythology and Venerable Arhat.
"In this era, we are clearly aware of the existence of the first rank, there are two, one is the venerable from Shaolin Temple, and the other is the myth from Chang'an City."
At this time, a man in Tsing Yi who had been sitting on the second floor of the inn slowly spoke.
As soon as Tsing Yi spoke, everyone in the inn looked at him.
"he is?"
A warrior's expression changed, and he looked at the man in Tsing Yi in disbelief.
"Sword King Qingcheng, I didn't expect that the Sword King Qingcheng has already arrived at Kunlun Mountain." Some warriors looked at each other in shock.
This man in Tsing Yi was exactly the Sword King of Qing City they were talking about just now.
Qingcheng Sword King is a first-rank grand master who has recently risen, and his reputation is so great that it almost surpasses the older generation of grand masters.
"Sword King, in your opinion, which one is stronger and weaker between the venerable Shaolin Temple and the myth of Chang'an City?"
The man in black who had just started talking asked suddenly, his face full of curiosity.
The rest of the warriors immediately pricked up their ears when they heard the words. Obviously, they also wanted to know about it.
Throughout the past and present, martial arts mythology and Venerable Arhat have always been the limit of martial arts. Although the two have different names, they belong to the same level of powerhouse.
"Which is stronger and which is weaker."
The Sword King of Qingcheng looked hesitant. Although he knew more than most people on the field, how could he know the strength of the Mythological level
"Based on the current record, the Myth in Chang'an City should be stronger." Qingcheng Sword King bowed his head and thought for a while, then said.
The reason why he came to this conclusion is entirely because many martial arts myths have fallen in Chang'an City.
Whether it is the national teacher of Meng Yuan, or the martial arts myths of the founder of Xuesha sect behind him, they all demonstrate the terrifying strength of the myth in Chang'an City.
As for the Venerable Shaolin Temple, from the beginning to the end, he only made a move after the devil master came to attack him.
Compared with the myth in Chang'an City, it is of course weaker.
"So that's how it is."
Many warriors in the inn were thoughtful.
"Sword King, you haven't said yet, will the Venerable from Shaolin Temple and the myth of Chang'an City come over this time when the Temple of War God is born?"
A warrior seemed to think of something and asked loudly.
"I don't know about that myth in Chang'an City." The Sword King of Qingcheng glanced at the crowd and said in a low voice, "But that venerable from Shaolin Temple probably won't come here."
As soon as this word came out.
Many warriors on the field suddenly looked puzzled.
They never expected that the Sword King of Qingcheng would be so sure that the Venerable from Shaolin Temple would not come over.
"I have checked the ancient books, and the martial arts myths and the Venerable Arhats born in the past dynasties will not stay in this continent for a long time, but leave across the sea to pursue a higher realm."
The Sword King of Qingcheng didn't hold back, and said bluntly: "Twenty years ago, a venerable came out of Shaolin Temple, but in the past 20 years, there has been no news about this venerable."
"I think it is very likely that this venerable has left Shaolin Temple and this continent."
Although Qingcheng Sword King's tone was very light, it spread throughout the inn and resounded in everyone's ears.
This is not only the Qingcheng Sword King's idea, but also the secret guess of other first-rank masters in the world, and even the top first-rank masters.
The Venerable Arhat in Shaolin Temple may have left long ago.
"good."
"If there are still venerables sitting in Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid it has been publicized to the world, and the Buddhist sects are respected together. How can it be possible that they have been shrunk there for twenty years?"
Many warriors nodded slightly and agreed.
Although Buddhism pursues non-competition with the world, non-conflict with the world does not mean that it does not contend for anything. Even if Shaolin Temple has no interest in secular power, at least it can strengthen its position among the four Buddhist temples in the world.
"What the sword king said makes sense."
A warrior said with emotion: "However, Shaolin Temple has just produced a venerable, and not long after, there has been a 'Xuanku' saint monk. Why did God favor Buddhism?"
'Xuanku' holy monk
As soon as these four words came out, the entire inn fell silent again.
In Buddhism, only first-rank masters are qualified to be called holy monks.
As for the 'Xuanku' holy monk, in the past ten years, he can almost be said to be the strongest of the younger generation. Even Qingcheng Sword King, a master of swordsmanship, has to be suppressed by him.
Ten years ago, the holy monk 'Xuan Ku' walked out of Shaolin Temple, but he was only second rank.
But in the past ten years, the holy monk 'Xuanku' has quickly climbed to the first rank, and is the pinnacle of the first rank. He is only half a step away from the complete transformation of the ultimate first rank. In a few months, he has killed seven evil warriors at the level of a first-rank grand master, shocking the world. .
"Mysterious suffering."
Qingcheng Sword King's pupils shrank slightly. He once fought against Xuan Ku secretly, but he was defeated and fled after only a few moves. It can be said that that battle was the shadow of his life.
"It is said that the holy monk 'Xuanku' is a disciple of that venerable in Shaolin Temple, can he not be strong?" A warrior god asked mysteriously.
"Disciple of His Holiness"
Everyone was stunned immediately, but after thinking about it, they took it for granted.
Venerable's methods are beyond the reach of these warriors. A disciple of the Venerable, let alone a first-rank great master, is a matter of course even if he is a first-rank Dzogchen.
"Third uncle."
"That 'Xuanku' saint monk, I heard from my father." Li Wan listened with relish, looked up at Su Qin, and said excitedly.
"Mysterious suffering?"
"Holy monk?"
Su Qin touched his chin.
He did not expect that 'Xuan Ku' would become a first-rank grand master so quickly.
You know, according to Su Qin's estimate in Shaolin Temple, even if 'Xuan Ku' has the Buddha's heart, it will take at least fifty years to reach the first rank, and then a hundred years later, he is expected to step on the first rank of Dzogchen and try to hit the realm of Venerable Arhat.
But now, in less than twenty years, 'Xuanku' is the first grade
"Is it the effect of the revival of Yuan Qi tide?"
Su Qin looked thoughtful.
The recovery of the vitality tide has only happened in the past ten years. It is completely reasonable for 'Xuanku' to benefit from the vitality tide and step into the first rank in advance.
"It's been a long time since I went back to Shaolin Temple." Su Qin sighed softly. The next moment, he seemed to feel something suddenly, and looked up in a certain direction.
"Huh?"
A trace of surprise appeared on Su Qin's face.
(end of this chapter)