Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 538 Meeting the Legend
That's all for Zhang Chen, after all, he was mentally prepared before.

But at the moment.

When his four followers heard the sudden words, they couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

Especially Wang Qian, who is already in the first-class realm and has gone a long way, marching towards the myth of martial arts.

The whole person was even more shocked:
"Who is it? Who is an expert who can transmit sound from thousands of miles away?"

While speaking, he clasped his fists together, and then nodded respectfully in all directions.

It looks like the old rivers and lakes.

however.

No matter what he said, no matter what he did, there seemed to be no voice response anymore, as if it was just an auditory hallucination.

a time.

Even Wang Qian, as a first-class master, has respect for this mysterious existence that may be a martial arts myth.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, I am a follower of Wulin Myth in Jiang Hu, and this Wulin Myth is also relatively strong among people of the same level.

nowadays.

This person who didn't know who it was, just didn't meet with Qianli Voice Transmission.

Whose face was this hit?
For a moment, even if he knew that the existence that could transmit sound for thousands of miles in front of them must not be weak, he couldn't help but blushed at this moment.

However, looking at this scene, Zhang Chen shook his head helplessly, and then said to the oldest Wang Qian in front of him:
"Brother Wang, stop searching."

"This one is not around."

"It's even said that it is a sound transmission of thousands of miles. This distance of thousands of miles is said to be close."

When he said this, he clasped his fists in both hands, raised slightly to the left side of his head, and then said with some respect on his face:

"The person who spoke to us through sound transmission is the Daoist Daoist who lives in the eastern Kyushu, the capital of the country."

"We have won the favor of a real person. Maybe we are really qualified to go to Kyoto for a while."

While talking, Zhang Chen was extremely admired in his heart.

After all, don't say anything else.

Just the martial arts they are proud of is their achievement decades ago.

Take today's martial arts myth Zhang Chen as an example, when he was still a second-rate figure, he was already a master of supernatural powers.

Even if he felt that his mind was lost, he would not foolishly think that a person of this level would stand still.

After all, the closer some people get, the more they can understand their stalwart.

Let's talk about his achievements.

Over the years, if he hadn't planted Lingmi and changed generations, the seeds of each generation would become more advantageous.

How could it be possible to support such a hero in the rivers and lakes?

After all, the more people, the less food.

Under normal circumstances, the richer the person, the more reluctant to give a little of their own food to the poor, and they are willing to use it to squander it.

Here is a feature of Lingmi.

In other words, it is not a characteristic of Lingmi, but a characteristic of Lingmi after Wei Yi has changed layers and upgrades from generation to generation.

They are developed specifically for the needs.

It is specially planted in places that are not suitable for the survival of ordinary crops and human beings, and then let martial arts masters pick them.

For example, specially planting Lingmi suitable for sandy land by the sea, and then greatly increasing the output of Lingmi.

Although it is not a generation of Lingmi.

But the addition of many second and third generations of spiritual rice can supply the food of many middle and lower martial arts people in the rivers and lakes.

Even eating too much is easy to get angry and nosebleeds.

In the desert, in the swamp.

And that saline-alkali land.

It can be said that those old monsters who once mingled in the deep mountains and were unwilling to come out, only willing to practice Taoism.

Those hermit monks in the Taoist sect have all been fished out of the deep mountains by Wei Yi in various ways.

Then turn them into research teams.

What's more, every year the imperial court only supports these old monsters of Daozong to study Lingmi and rice crops, which will cost a lot of resources.

Of course, there are many rewards in it.

What's more, the return is more than that paid, I don't know how many times more.

This is not stingy with Shennong in ancient times, he is simply a living saint in the world.

After all, this not only saves resources for many ordinary people, but also allows him to have enough food, and also allows people in the martial arts to have more resources to practice.

Although it is not true that everyone is like a dragon.

But among the rivers and lakes, as well as the entire Mingyue Dynasty, people's physique has indeed improved.

After all, even ordinary people can spend some money and get a few grains of second- and third-generation Lingmi to taste.

This is all great medicine.

So, after Zhang Chen finished saying this, the four of their followers couldn't help being shocked one by one.

"It turned out to be the Great Daoist Protector of the Nation?"

When he said this, Wang Qian couldn't help clasping his fists together, and became more respectful:
"The Great Daoist is the existence that we and other people in the world admire the most, and he is the saint in this world."

"Of course I'm going to have a good visit."

This is the sage in the world, the real existence who has been incensed by everyone.

Not to mention.

Now, at the age of 75, Wei Yi is almost the oldest generation in the world.

After all, no matter how old those people are, they are no longer good enough.

Those who can really enjoy the dividends of the red era are only the generation of the major masters in the martial arts world today, as well as future generations.

After all, not everywhere is the Ouchi Imperial Palace, and rich resources can be given to the older generation.

Of course.

The many masters of his generation, although each of them is about 80 or [-] years old, they can barely hold on.

But look at this situation.

Dugu Chaoyun and his generation's head, except for the one from Zhenwuzong, probably no one can achieve the myth of martial arts.

After all, they are too old.

Being able to maintain their true energy with a lot of spiritual rice is already extremely precious.

Not to mention the highly condensed spirit, energy and spirit, and then condensed the martial arts myth level dharma.

This is completely impossible.

Now that I have the opportunity to meet this true legend among legends.

Everyone was also very excited.

It can be said that over the years, some people are young, some are old, and some are naturally gifted.

Among these four people, some of the oldest followers have reached the age of five or sixty.

But the younger one is only 40 years old.

Calculate according to the current time.

What's more, today's younger generation grew up listening to the stories of Wei Yi, a martial arts myth, a true legend.

And, because of his legendary nature.

Because of the great achievements he has made, and his current status in the imperial court.

When many parents and many people tell stories to their children, this directly worships them as gods.

not to mention.

Now, in the imperial court, there are statues of Wei Yi in all directions.

Even in the minds of many people, this one is the god in the sky, who will not meet them, and will only live in their hearts.

This is truly an absolute icon.

Nowadays, there is a sudden opportunity to meet people of this level.

Even Zhang Chen, who is a legend of martial arts, couldn't help but twitch violently in his heart.

And the more he thought about it, the more nervous he became.

After all, to put it bluntly.

Even Yan Ling Dao Wang Jie, who was in charge of the imperial court and held the power all by himself, rarely had the chance to meet Wei Yi.

Of course.

It is precisely because the owner of the Martial God Palace has truly entered the inner circle of the court that he understands what kind of background the court has.

It can be said that he can almost be said to be the most humble and low-key among the five martial arts myths in the world today.

There is really no way.

After all, their own immediate boss.

That is to say, in the arena, the Holy Emperor, who is not known for his martial arts, has already made him tremble.

Not to mention facing Wei Yi, who is already a legend among the legends, this real person who protects the country.

That's terrible.

Only people who have really met people with supernatural powers, especially people like Wei Yi who have cultivated their thoughts to the extreme.

Only in this way can we understand the fear of facing these characters and understand our own humbleness.

Even sometimes, but at a certain moment, they did not suppress their own thoughts to the extreme with divine will.

Then you don’t need to speak by yourself, the boss on the opposite side has already answered your question.

How spooky is this?
You only need to go through this kind of thing once or twice, and you don't even dare to set foot near the palace.

It's scary! !
The five people in the group are all top-notch masters at the very least. It can be said that their foot power has surpassed the fastest carriage in the world today.

Even the so-called Maxima, the so-called bloody horse, crawls like a turtle in front of them.

Everyone travels thousands of miles every day, as if they are playing, so they didn't prepare anything, and they left as soon as they said.

that's it.

It's just a few days and months.

Zhang Chen, who was practicing near the Western Regions and always wanted to take that step, brought his four followers to the vicinity of the imperial capital of Kyushu.

however.

Haven't waited for them to do so.

Zhang Chen felt several extraordinary auras that were able to confront him and were miles away from him now.

For a moment, the whole person could not help but frown:

"What are they doing here?"

According to his induction.

In the mountains near the capital, there are already four martial arts myths.

Coupled with the incomparably sharp saber energy sitting in the capital.

Suddenly, the martial arts myths widely circulated in the rivers and lakes have now gathered in Kyoto or outside of Kyoto.

But this is not normal.

Because there is order in the capital.

But few of the masters in the rivers and lakes like to come to the capital to walk, or to do things in it.

Because what Kyoto wants is stability.

If there is a mythical figure coming to the capital, then I am afraid that Yan Lingdao, Wang Jie, will have to keep an eye on him.

After all, as we all know, the destructive power of martial arts myths is simply terrifying and unspeakable.

In case of a sudden madness.

Even if there are people of the same level to check and balance, or even suppress, then it is estimated that they will cause a lot of damage.

so.

Not only is it unnecessary, many martial arts myths have a tacit understanding not to enter the scope of the capital.

Just at this time.

Just when other martial arts myths were wondering.

Wang Jie walked out slowly.

It just looked like he was still holding the long knife in his hand as before.

It's just that the breath is more fierce at this moment.

It looks like a sharp sky knife that can cut through the sky.

There was no one else following behind him.

After all, it is enough to have a martial arts myth. When others come, not only cannot help, but may become a drag.

Walked out of the imperial capital.

Wang Jie didn't talk to other people, but walked directly step by step towards the distance.

It appears to be opening the way.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chen slowly followed with his emerald green fishing rod.

walk aside.

The four martial arts legends are now gathered behind Wang Jie.

Two oriental masters.

Two Western Region myths.

It seems that they are clearly separated, as if they are separated from the temperament and culture.

Just now.

As the one with the lowest background, Zhang Chen, who came up from the bottom, laughed and asked several other people:
"Why did you fellow Taoists come here?"

"I'm in the capital, and I want to get closer to this place because I sensed a further opportunity in the dark."

"Are you the same as me?"

After the words fell, the saintess of Tianxin Dao, the priest of the ancient temple, and the head of Zhenwuzong flashed their eyes, and then nodded slightly.

Saw here.

The four of them also knew, or guessed something.

Then, I heard the former saint of Tianxin Dao, who was still undefeated, and now the virgin said:
"It's the induction from the Holy Lord's crown~"

Hearing this, the head of Zhenwuzong and Zhang Chen couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Then, I heard the head of Zhen Wuzong say:
"The poor way came from the induction of Dazheng."

At this point, everyone understands.

In other words, the people who had guessed something couldn't help cheering in their hearts.

Two true Dao ancestors.

The common summons of these two, now that the five martial arts myths on the bright side come together, it will certainly not be to drink tea and chat.

In fact, when they each know that the other has achieved the myth of the martial arts, or in which areas each has achieved something.

I have already guessed where the inheritance I got, or where the foundation came from.

It's just that it's not clear which one's handwriting it is.

Five people moved forward quickly.

In a short time, he came to the vicinity of Zhongnan Mountain, in a small valley that seemed very deep.

Look inside.

All I saw was Zhu Minghuang, who was wearing bright yellow robes, sitting with a Taoist priest in Taoist robes and a very bewitching young man in fiery red robes.

Three people sat in a small pavilion.

It also looks like it has a different temperament.

Especially when everyone just came here, they subconsciously wanted to use their aura to spy on the reality of the three in front.

But they reacted in an instant.

However, it is still a subconscious move after all.

The air machine has not been completely restrained.

And in the midst of such entanglement with each other, the five people suddenly realized that there were not three people sitting in front of them.

But three gods who don't know their lofty heights!

Especially Wen Tianqing, the most domineering among them, seemed to be a burning flame.

If it weren't for the quick retreat of everyone.

I am afraid that the divine sense has been burned away by now.

Even now.

The martial arts myths highly praised by these people in the Jianghu couldn't help but turn pale, as if they had suffered serious internal injuries.

Feeling the changes of many fellow Taoists behind him, Wang Jie, who stood at the front, couldn't help but smile.

(End of this chapter)