The Super-Quality Medical God of the City

Chapter 653 The veil is lifted, the waves are magnificent!
Zi Aofeng waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared in the air in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the entire light curtain trembled, and a strange map appeared.

The scope of this volume of map is much larger than that of Huaxia map, it is magnificent and boundless.

On the map, countless large and small ancient martial arts forces are marked, countless, each force has its own territory, and all dominate one side, like a hegemon.

Among them, the second-rate forces and quasi-first-rate forces are equivalent to princes, dominating one side and supporting their own self-respect.

Those first-class forces and thousand-year-old families are like kings, with borders and lands split, countless territories, surrounded by all directions, and eagles watching wolves.

The most notable thing is that a faction located in the center of the entire map, for some reason, cannot see its name or its specific territory.

One can only be sure that it is the largest and most territorial of the countless forces.

It is like an emperor, standing firmly in the center, looking at the four directions, suppressing the heroes, and being the only one!

This is the general pattern of the ancient martial arts world now.

In addition to these, on the map, there are countless hidden ancient martial arts cities, ancient cities that have stood for thousands of years.

These occupy about half of the entire ancient martial world, and the other half are secret places and unexplored Jedi.

There are also several places marked with special signs, which are forbidden areas in the ancient martial arts world, and even high-ranking quasi-sages dare not enter.

The most surprising thing is that in one of the forbidden places, it is written that there may be a saint hiding, which is extremely mysterious.

"This is the map of the ancient martial arts world, the real world."

Looking at the magnificent ancient martial arts world, even Zi Aofeng was filled with emotion.

Although their Zisheng Palace is a top-level quasi-first-class force, they can be regarded as a party of princes, but they are nothing in the entire ancient martial arts world, it can be said to be a drop in the ocean.

Powers like them, at least a few hundred, not to mention those first-class powers like kings, thousands of years of aristocratic families.

At this moment, looking at this map, even Chu Fan felt a little emotional. It turned out that the ancient martial arts world was far bigger and more magnificent than he believed.

The scope of the ancient martial arts world that Chu Fan has come into contact with now is probably less than one percent.

These things are things that ordinary people can't believe in their whole lives, even in their dreams.

"This is the real ancient martial arts world, and we are all just a piece of inconspicuous dust."

Pointing to the map, Zi Aofeng said to Chu Fan.

"Although you are No.1 in the martial arts world, Jinling, the overlord of Hong Kong Island, you are like that piece of paper, which will shatter when you touch it."

Zi Aofeng shook his head.

"Even if you can force the Mo family to surrender now, but in the entire ancient martial arts world, what is the Mo family, just a little ant."

"Although my Zisheng Palace is nothing, but I am still a prince. If you want to marry my daughter, you are not qualified!"

Suddenly, Zi Aofeng changed the subject and said to Chu Fan coldly.

"What about Wanjun?"

Looking at Zi Aofeng, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fan's mouth, and he asked curiously.

"Wan Jun?"

"He is not qualified for the time being. If he wants to marry my daughter, he must be the sole heir of a quasi-first-class force, and he will definitely become the controller of a quasi-first-class power in the future."

"Although Wan Jun is the young master of Wanxiang Mansion, he is not the only one. When he becomes the only one, he is qualified."

Zi Aofeng thought for a while before answering Chu Fan.

Of course, there is another important reason for him to do this, which is the civil strife in Zisheng Palace.

Chu Fan is an outsider, Zi Aofeng will naturally not tell Chu Fan the secret of Zisheng Palace like the "upright" Zi Feiyu.

"Your talent is better than Wanjun, but there is no big power behind it. No matter how hard you try, under this complicated environment, your achievements will be limited."

"The future achievements may not even be comparable to Wan Jun. No matter what, he is the son of the master of Wanxiang Mansion."

Zi Aofeng sighed in his heart.

In the current environment, although it depends on talent, background is more important!

"If you want, I can give you a chance to join my Zisheng Palace. With the help of my Zisheng Palace, your future achievements will definitely surpass the present."

Suddenly, Zi Aofeng changed the subject and wanted to drag Chu Fan into Zisheng Palace.

After all, Chu Fan's cultivation aptitude is obvious to all, and Zi Aofeng wants to support Chu Fan.

Without any background, growing up to the present is extremely difficult.

"Of course, if you want to marry my daughter, you are still not qualified."

Without the chance to become the controller of a quasi-first-class force, even if Chu Fan joined the Zisheng Palace, he would not have that qualification.

"Is it?"

Hearing this, Chu Fan smiled even more.

Chu Fan flicked his sleeves, and a wave of white air gushed out, directly smashing the map of the ancient martial world in front of him.

"In my eyes, the ancient martial arts world is nothing?"

"One day, the entire ancient martial arts world will surrender at my feet!"

Standing proudly with his hands behind his back, Chu Fan is like an emperor, ruling the world, suppressing him for the rest of his life, dominating for me, tyrannical and unparalleled!
"Ha ha."

Hearing Chu Fan's words, Zi Aofeng sneered.

"Young people, with great ambitions, have no problem trying to make a difference."

"But sometimes, it's not enough to be too arrogant. You know, even if a saint is alive, he would not dare to claim to dominate the ancient martial arts world."

In Zi Aofeng's impression of Chu Fan, there is another "arrogance".

After finishing speaking, Zi Aofeng walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

If Chu Fan promised himself just now to join Zisheng Palace, if the future is really extraordinary, it would be fine to marry his daughter to him.

It's a pity that Chu Fan gave up this opportunity himself, so he can't blame him.

Standing proudly with his hands behind his back, looking at Zi Aofeng's back going away, Chu Fan whispered:
"Although the ancient martial arts world is huge, it is nothing compared to the vast starry sky."

Since Chu Fan can become the strongest overlord in the starry sky, why not let the entire ancient martial arts world submit to his feet?

……

He was about to go to the study, but on the way, Zi Aofeng was stopped by an elder of Zisheng Palace.

The elder said a few words in Zi Aofeng's ear.

In an instant, Zi Aofeng was furious, and ordered:
"Immediately summon the masters of my Zisheng Palace and prepare to fight."

After all, Zi Aofeng came to the study.

"Nephew Wan Xian, something happened, you should go back first."

Zi Aofeng said to Wan Jun.

"What happened to Uncle Zi?"

Looking at the angry Zi Aofeng, Wan Jun asked in amazement.

Hearing this, Zi Aofeng became entangled.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't ask more questions."

Wan Jun sensed something was wrong and said quickly.

"No, it's okay to tell nephew Wan Xian that we people from Zisheng Palace found a place where islanders gather on the outskirts of Yanjing, and there are several half-sages sitting in the town, presumably they came for King Yinpeng's cave. "

After thinking for a while, Zi Aofeng spoke angrily.

(End of this chapter)