Covering the Sky: Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing

Chapter 75
Xue Yueqing and Longma continued on the road. It took him three years to pass one ancient star after another, breaking through layers of checkpoints.

There are many legends left along the way, making the new generation of Tianjiao unmatched in prestige, and some of the Yaozu's Tianjiao wandered along the road he walked.

In the past three years, Xue Yueqing seldom showed any traces. Except for being entertained by local envoys occasionally, they seemed to have disappeared from the Emperor's Road, so that Lu Yang, Han Ya and others could not find any traces.

On this day, Xue Yueqing rode a dragon horse and descended under an ancient star of life. This was a secret place on the ancient golden road. The aura of the entire ancient star was thin, and they felt uncomfortable when they descended.

They have traveled to many ancient lands of life, but real life planets are rare. This planet seems to have entered the age of doomsday. It is said that this place is a good place to accumulate Taoism.

Xue Yueqing walked in this living planet, met many aborigines, witnessed the change of many dynasties, and occasionally saw a few monks in the realm of Immortal II, but this realm is the highest in this place.

"There are very few monks in this place, and there is almost no aura." The dragon horse turned into a red horse, carrying Xue Yueqing around the planet.

"You should first find out what's special about this place. After all, it's also a living planet on the ancient golden road, so there must be something special about it." Xue Yueqing dismounted and said.

Longma nodded and searched on this planet. It directly broke into the famous mountains and great rivers, looking for seclusion and victories, exploring one strange place after another, but saw some saints' inheritance.

Xue Yueqing silently felt the Dao here, without the imprint of the ancient emperor, and no strong man like the Great Sage, it was a very ordinary planet.

"Precipitate my murderous aura in the past few years, and carefully understand the gains in the past few years."

He walked outside the field and watched the life of the aborigines. They were simple and unadorned. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. It was very peaceful and quiet. Sometimes he would help some old farmers plow the land and some shepherd boys herd cattle.

"The Tao wounds in the body have recovered, and all the inheritances of the great saints have been extracted." Xue Yueqing walked in the mountains and rivers, carefully comprehending her own Tao.

He stopped in a valley, there were no people around, only an old farmer and a three-year-old boy were practicing boxing, and the speed of punching was very slow.

The old farmer's punching speed was very slow, but there was an inexplicable Dao rhyme flowing, which made the surrounding air sticky. He didn't have any power on his body, just like an ordinary old man teaching martial arts.

Xue Yueqing gradually became fascinated by watching, the old farmer waved his fist, neither fast nor slow, and immediately after, Xue Yueqing also rushed to connect.

Every time you swing three punches, there will be a trend, and each punch has a different artistic conception.

Xue Yueqing was obsessed with it, as if there was a vast ocean of avenues that enveloped him, which shocked him. This place seemed to gather all the avenues for him to comprehend, let him flow in the ocean of avenues, like a Taoism is like a fairy.

"Take it!" The old farmer yelled, like a thunderbolt exploding in Xue Yueqing's head, making him out of the special state.

Xue Yueqing, who woke up, broke out in a cold sweat, and looked at Unreal's hands, as well as the light rain rising around her.

"It's so weird, it almost melted."

Xue Yueqing looked at the old and the young not far away, bowed, and said, "Thank you, old man."

He was stunned. This is a world of the end of the Dharma. It is impossible to reach the realm of the Great Sage or the Dao. Why is this old man so weird.

Quasi-Emperor?Impossible, even if the Zhunhuang restrained all his power, he could still see it.

"Thank me? Young man, it's no big deal to peek at me practicing boxing. Are you lost? Or are you here to learn boxing?" The old farmer said calmly. He was wearing a martial robe and was teaching a three or four-year-old children.

"But if you get lost, just keep going. Although the road is a bit tortuous, but young people are full of vigor. I believe that detour will not cause you any harm, and you don't have to worry about wolves, tigers and leopards. As long as you learn boxing from me, They're all docile."

Xue Yueqing lowered her head and pondered for a while, then nodded, could it be that the grandfather she traveled through for so long has finally arrived?But I'm fucking close to proving it.

For the next year, Xue Yueqing lived with the old farmer and a three-year-old child, chopping firewood every day, learning calligraphy, painting, and boxing with the old man.

During the period, he also discovered that the old man seemed to be either a cultivator, or an ordinary mortal, a mortal who was distressed for some food and daily necessities.

But after passing through the power of transformation, he was awakened by the old farmer's loud shout. He didn't believe that the old farmer was a mortal at all, which was very contradictory.

Xue Yueqing put on the coarse linen clothes given by the old farmer, and he sealed all his strength, turning into a real mortal, practicing boxing with the old farmer every day.

"Yueqing, the old man has nothing to teach you. Your boxing skills have already jumped out of my frame. You should also leave."

On this day, the old farmer found Xue Yueqing who was playing with the three-year-old child.

Xue Yueqing was silent for a moment and nodded. After this year, he finally figured out that this old man was just a trace of imprint. As for how strong he was before he was alive, he didn't know.

"Old man, why did you teach me boxing? Obviously you can live for another hundred years." Xue Yueqing said in silence for a moment, he found that every day he practiced boxing with the old farmer, the old farmer's aura would become weaker.

"Haha, no one is interested in boxing, and no one has learned to inherit it. For countless years, only you have found it here. I think it is fate." The old farmer laughed.

"A few years, a hundred years, a thousand years are nothing but clouds, and it will pass in the blink of an eye. Why not use this empty time to do something meaningful and pass on your own ability and will?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Yueqing fell silent. That's right, pass on your inheritance. Maybe one day, someone will use this inheritance to reach the top and carry forward the inheritance. These people will be remembered.

"Does your boxing have a name?" Xue Yueqing asked, and he found that this boxing has a special charm from the first hand to the last three punches.

The old farmer smiled, and said indifferently: "He took a random Wang Basan punch."

Xue Yueqing has black lines all over her head. Does this name mean that she used three punches to beat people into bastards?

"Your boxing has also jumped out of this framework, and has been defined as another boxing intent. It's up to you to name it." The old farmer just smiled.

"Okay, you should go." Before Xue Yueqing could continue to ask for advice, the old farmer drove away.

Xue Yueqing nodded, saluted the old farmer seriously, and said, "Goodbye!"

"Uncle Xue, goodbye, I will find you one day." The four-year-old boy shouted crisply.

She was very beautiful, like a porcelain doll, her eyes were black and bright, her long eyelashes were trembling, she was wearing a small coarse linen dress, and white cloth strips were tied around her fists.

Xue Yueqing smiled, turned around, and left the valley.

For this child, he also likes it very much, he is very sensible, very quiet, and not playful.

Xue Yueqing left, he didn't use mana, and didn't use Dao principles, he walked asceticly in this world on foot, absorbing and refining the Dao rules that were grinded out of his body.

Xue Yueqing walked in every corner of this star, chopping firewood and feeding horses, teaching and educating people, served as a general in the frontier, and once trained an emperor of a region. His students unified some war-torn areas, and his sculptures are everywhere. Built up, the power of faith gathers in the Chaos Mirror.

In the past few years, he has been thinking about the next path of practice, creating his own scriptures, merging the insights of many great sages with fragments of laws, and creating the Demon Emperor Finger.

The Demon Emperor's finger is a fusion of the Qingtian Yizhi given by Gu Cang, various fingerings of the Zitian Sect, and the mysteries extracted from the corpses of many great saints.

He will also name the boxing method learned from the old farmer --- the three punches of the farmer.

Each punch carries the momentum of the universe, the first punch is the momentum of mountains and rivers, the second punch carries the momentum of vast oceans and rivers, like the intent of the rolling Yellow River, and the third punch is to destroy the world.

Now even the Dao of the sky can't be suppressed. He has made great progress in the past five years. In this dharma-ending planet, although his realm has not improved, he has precipitated his own Dao and Dharma.

Over the years, he has improved his realm too fast.

ps: No, each chapter has [-] words. If you divide it into [-] words per chapter, it will be seven or eight chapters a day. Is this considered a burst?
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