Gou Zai's journey to the heavens in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 65 Two Hundred Years

"It's really unpleasant to have retribution."

When Chen Ming saw this record, his expression couldn't help but become weird.

The world is sometimes a big circle.

First, Qiuchen Valley suppressed Yaowang Palace, and then Yaowang Palace rose up to suppress Qiuchen Valley.

But now, after a long period of cultivation, Qiuchen Valley has risen again, and now it is overwhelming the Medicine King Palace.

Thinking back on all these experiences, Chen Ming didn't know what to say.

"senior."

In front of him, Zi Ming looked at him cautiously: "Are you a good friend of my senior, Medicine King Palace?"

She could roughly feel Chen Ming's reaction just now, so she had some guesses in her heart.

"That's it."

Chen Ming did not comment on Zi Ming's speculation, but just smiled: "How are the descendants of the Chen family doing now?"

"Chen family?"

Zi Ming was stunned for a while, then shook her head, a little confused: "I don't know."

"I lost contact with them several years ago."

Since you are in exile, you should naturally look like you are in exile.

If they can still communicate with each other, then as long as one of them is caught, the others will suffer.

For the sake of safety, the remnants of the Medicine King Palace have no contact with each other and are lurking in different places.

"Is this so?"

Chen Ming sighed: "That's fine."

He stood up silently and then raised his hand.

The next moment, a huge amount of energy and blood rose into the sky, distorting the space everywhere.

Not far away, a middle-aged man rushed out. He was crushed by the huge amount of energy and blood, and his whole body began to tremble.

He looked forward with some disbelief, looking at Chen Ming's young appearance, with a look of horror in his eyes: "Grandmaster?"

The next moment, there was a violent vibration.

His body flew straight away and hit the ground heavily.

"Since you're here, please do me a favor."

From the front, Chen Ming's voice came: "Send a message to Qiuchen Valley for me."

With a faint smile on his face, he just stared at the ground: "I'm waiting for him in Liangzhou City."

"On the former battlefield."

After the words fell, he walked away silently with Zi Ming, and left this area.

"The battlefield in Liangzhou City."

On the same spot, the middle-aged man looked at Chen Ming's back in front of him, recalling what the other party said, and his expression turned gloomy.

A day later, a piece of news spread quickly.

The Medicine King Palace, which had been silent for a hundred years, was once again visited by someone, and a grandmaster seemed to have appeared.

In front of everyone, the grandmaster issued a letter of war to Qiuchengu, inviting the master of Qiuchengu to fight in Liangzhou City.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

"Are they the remnants of Medicine King Palace?"

In the Imperial Capital of Daqian, a middle-aged man stood on a high platform, thoughtfully.

"He is my senior from the Medicine King Palace!"

Outside Daqian, a pair of exiled brothers and sisters looked at each other, and they could see the joy on each other's faces.

Looking closely, they vaguely carried a familiar aura to Chen Ming, and their appearance was somewhat similar to that of Bai Ying.

When the news spread, the world was shocked.

This is not only because another grandmaster has appeared in the Medicine King Palace that has been dormant for a long time, but also because of the actions of that grandmaster.

Liangzhou City is a very special place.

More than two hundred years ago, the grand masters of Yaowang Palace and Qiuchen Valley had a decisive battle here. In the end, the grandmaster of Yaowang Palace won, which established the future strength of Yaowang Palace.

At this moment when the Medicine King Palace had been in decline for nearly a hundred years, another Grandmaster of the Medicine King Palace appeared and made a fight with Qiuchen Valley here.

Such a scene can't help but make people sigh with emotion, and they have the desire to go and have a look.

Half a month later.

"A lot of people."

Zi Ming looked at the wide area ahead, with a look of emotion on her face.

In her sight, the field in front of her was crowded with people.

"The juniors of Baicaotang often meet their seniors."

When Chen Ming walked to this familiar place, a middle-aged man suddenly strode over, his face looking particularly respectful.

In front of Chen Ming, although his expression was respectful, there was still a strong look of shock in his eyes.

"Who are you, Changze?"

Looking at Chang Yi in front of him, Chen Ming asked softly.

"That's my great-grandfather."

Chang Yi looked respectful and spoke.

After a moment, he showed some hesitation on his face, and couldn't help but ask: "Don't you know the name of the senior?"

"Didn't you already guess it?"

On the spot, Chen Ming looked at Chang Yi in front of him and smiled, then took steps and turned around to leave.

Chang Yi's face suddenly showed a look of shock.

In fact, it was not just him. After seeing Chen Ming's appearance, the expressions of many people in Baicaotang changed.

As the former Great Liang Imperial Master and the most famous doctor in the world, Chen Ming had a huge impact on Baicaotang. Inside the Baicao Hall, there is still a portrait of Chen Ming on display. As a disciple of the Baicao Hall, you basically need to pay homage to the portrait.

But now, the person in the portrait has come out alive.

Yes, the appearance of Chen Ming's incarnation is consistent with his real body.

Chen Ming discovered this very early.

Perhaps due to the influence of his ability, his incarnation's appearance will eventually move closer to his true form, with only a very small difference.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone in Baicaotang at this moment, Chen Ming was like their ancestor walking out of the portrait, giving them a very unique feeling.

Chen Ming didn't have any special feelings.

In other words, he had anticipated this situation before coming here.

Time can change many things, but the traces of some people's presence cannot be concealed and will surely have an impact in the future.

As the initiator, facing the traces he had left, Chen Ming did not mean to deny it, but chose to accept it calmly.

He walked forward and looked towards the stage where a grandmaster battle was about to take place.

This stage is very old. After the battle that year, it was sealed off and other disciples were no longer allowed to come to practice.

The official statement is to preserve this historic site.

And it's just convenient now.

Being in it, Chen Ming could even see many traces of his own past.

It was left over from the previous battle with the headmaster of Qiuchen Valley. It was very profound and had not faded even after more than two hundred years.

Chen Ming walked forward slowly, walked to the center of the stage, and quietly waited for his upcoming opponent.

Finally three days later.

The surroundings gradually became lively, and a figure walked out from the front.

He looked like a middle-aged man.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, his face was calm, and his appearance was ordinary. Only his eyes were very unique, and they seemed to contain some special charm.

He stepped forward and faced Chen Ming face to face. The expression on his face suddenly changed slightly: "You"

Like many disciples in Baicao Hall, he obviously recognized Chen Ming, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Could he be his descendant?"

"Since you have already guessed the truth, why bother deceiving yourself?"

Chen Ming slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his face: "Are you a descendant of Qiu Ze?"

The middle-aged man in front of him fell silent, and then sighed after a long time.

"I have seen the records of my ancestors and read some information about you."

He said: "There is a complete record about you in Qiuchen Valley. It says that you can control the holy fire and control the power of heaven and earth, just like an immortal god."

"I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that I can't believe it."

There was a wry smile on his face, and his mood was quite complicated at this time.

Although there was a wry smile on his face, Chen Ming clearly felt an inexplicable excitement and excitement from him.

"You seem happy."

Looking at the headmaster of Qiuchen Valley in front of him, Chen Ming asked casually.

"Of course I'm happy."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Isn't it my honor to be able to see the higher scenery of martial arts and see the higher level above the master."

"If the warriors in the world could be like me, I believe most of them would be happy in their hearts."

"You are a martial arts idiot, what a pity"

Chen Ming sighed: "He is my opponent after all."

The other party thought that all the specialties shown by Chen Ming were because he had transcended the realm of master and reached a higher level.

The Grandmaster has become more and more inhuman, and his lifespan is about 150 years old, which is far beyond that of ordinary people.

If there is a realm above the master, then it does not seem impossible to be able to live until now.

Unfortunately.
Chen Ming is not what the other party imagined.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone around, a master battle began again.

The terrifying power bloomed, and the majestic power of Qi and blood rose up, covering everything in just an instant.

However, to everyone's expectation, in this collision of energy and blood, the headmaster of Qiuchen Valley fell into an absolute disadvantage.

The so-called power of qi and blood is, after all, closely related to the body. The stronger the body, the stronger the power of qi and blood.

When it comes to this aspect, how can the other party be compared with Chen Ming.

You know, Chen Ming is not just a martial arts master.

When he was in the main world, he took a lot of pills and devoured a lot of spiritual objects, raising his body to a whole new level.

Sure enough, this competition of vitality and blood also allowed many people to see more details.

"Sure enough, he is the master of Yao Wang's body training!"

In the crowd, a brother and sister had expressions of ecstasy on their faces, feeling the familiar energy and blood, and their entire bodies were trembling with excitement at this moment.

Soon, the fighting began to escalate further.

After realizing that he did not have the advantage in terms of energy and blood, the opponent rushed directly and tried to compete with Chen Ming in other aspects.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the result was the same.

Regardless of blood, body or fighting skills, Chen Ming was above him.

This is a complete crushing game.

"That's it for now."

At the end, Chen Ming sighed quietly, and then pulled out the long knife.

Horrifying scenes began to appear.

Under the infusion of mana, an astonishing phantom of a long sword appeared in mid-air.

The terrifying power crushed down and fell to pieces.

(End of this chapter)