Chapter 527 The road to eternal life of the god of war
. I asked for monthly votes in tears. If you don’t vote, I will hang myself in pain. Lao An said so, how can you bear it!
Wang Ce blinked.
Feixian was a man from 1,800 years ago. Dalu was established 1,200 years ago. What does this have to do with it?
Emperor Mian brushed his sleeves, and the qi was isolated from the begonia. The sword saint said lightly: "Flying Immortal is the first person to think that the God of Martial Arts is not dead."
Miss Haitang looked at these people depressedly, as if she looked secret, but she refused to let her know. Fortunately, Wang Ce held her hand and was still a little comforting.
"Flying immortal, with the minds of all his sons and cultivation in the will level, was defeated by the Human Emperor, and fled to the East Continent. Then, he devoted himself to practicing and broke through the supreme realm. Later, he seemed to find some clues in the five wild continents and told his friends."
Then, Feixian probably went to the five continents of the wilderness again, maybe to break through the supreme realm, or to confirm the idea, and never came back.
"This is the origin." Di Mian was serious about it.
The Sword Saint and others were in a daze for a moment. Feixian was originally at its peak. In addition to his cultivation level, he could also fight with the Human Emperor for 300 rounds. As the next Feixian, could Wang Ce defeat the Human Emperor?
The supreme realm, the realm of will.
"Then?" Wang Ce wondered. It was his business to defeat the Human Emperor, so there was no need to worry. He shrugged and said, "Lao Mian, what do you want to say to me?"
Di Mian's old face turned black and narrowed: "It's because our first generation of Martial Emperor said that. You know what I mean." Wang Ce nodded. The first generation of Martial Emperor in Di Mian's mouth refers to the first generation of Martial Emperor who suspected the Martial God and tracked down the Martial God.
"Among the first generation of Martial Emperors, there was a master of Wuzong who happened to be Feixian's friend." Di Mian said solemnly: "When Feixian went to the fifth continent of the wilderness for the last time, he was the same as you and me. He doubted why the lifespan of the Martial God could be so long."
Wang Ce smacked his lips. The divine war was born five thousand years ago. If the three great martial gods could live to this day, it would be a five thousand years of life. Wang Ce would rather work on the genius than believe that the martial gods could live for so long.
"Before Feixian left, he said some doubts about the lifespan of the martial god." The Sword Saint's tone was faint, but he hid endless sharpness, and he spoke half of the sentence like a knife: "Warrior."
Jingtie sighed: "Remember, you seem to have said a kind of martial arts, absorbing stars. If they are the three great martial gods, it may not be a similar method to absorb the essence of the warrior to increase their lifespan."
My nonsense at the time actually had a chance to come true? Wang Ce was not surprised by this.
Di Mian and others were fucking each other and couldn't help but: "Aren't you surprised?"
Wang Ce smacked his lips. He was too lazy to say that a monster who could live for five thousand years would not mind the most malicious measure. Any warrior who used any abnormal anti-human method to prolong his life is absolutely possible.
Di Mian and others looked at each other and couldn't laugh or cry. They thought this was a secret, but it seemed a bit self-indulgent.
Wang Ce's calmness made Di Mian and others quite angry, and they almost told all the secrets in their hearts in one breath. Although, in Wang Ce's view, their so-called secrets were probably not worth anything, and there was nothing to surprise.
Fortunately, Makino was impatient and reminded them: "Tell him what he did. If you want to say this, you must ask him about his wishes first, and it will not be too late."
Di Mian and the Sword Saint looked at each other, their expressions were solemn, and they were a little depressed and heavy: "Wang Ce, let me ask you first, can you take responsibility!"
Wang Ce wanted to say nothing, but he might be beaten up, so he had to say, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." He wanted them not to be so serious, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.
He can take it lightly, be careless, but not frivolous. Because Di Mian and eight others regarded this as a major responsibility, a thing that was done without hesitation to burn his life.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." In fact, it still seems a bit rash.
Whether it is Makino, the Sword Saint obviously doesn't like Wang Ce's seemingly reckless attitude. What they want to do, I hope that Wang Ce's will inherit must be responsible.
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It has been a bit better since the last conversation.
Wang Ce's rashness obviously made the Sword Saint feel dissatisfied, and Muye changed his mind temporarily. Jing Thorn laughed at the Sword Saint as being indecisive in daily life, and it seems that there is more factual basis.
Ji Qianbai was determined to be his disciples, and both Di Mian and Jing Thorn believed that Wang Ce was the best choice. Wu Qilin and his wife did not have much desire for this, but they could not resist Wang Ce and Zhu Haitang's favor. After the golden robbery, they did not reject it.
The only thing that really is not clear is the only one who is the Makiyoshi King and the Sword Saint.
Di Mian and Jingthorn rushed to capture the Ghost Ghost Sect, and the Sword Saint and Muye were left with Wang Ce and Zhu Haitang.
The sound of fighting in the ghost world shook the sky. On the vast land, countless war spirits and ghost spirits fought, forming a boundless battlefield.
Wang Ce commanded the Battle Spirit Legion and commanded the battle on the landbag.
The Sword Saint and Muye were each helplessly on the side, looking at Wang Ce with a little resentment. Wang Ce casually expressed his words, which made Muye dissatisfied: "Old Shen, your disciple is Liuli Wushu Sect, and he is also a candidate for the fire, so it's okay..."
"Zhan Zongyao? He won't succeed." The Sword Saint didn't like Wang Ce's irresponsible expression, but he would not think that his disciple was competent: "I, a disciple, do not have that kind of public aspiration."
"The half-emperor soul is not bad." The sword saint moved his heart: "It is obvious that he has the realm of the Martial Emperor, but his cultivation level cannot be improved."
One by one, or one's name, comes from the two people's mouths in private. To be careful, there are not no suitable people to become fire seeds, such as the Eight Dragons and the Compassion King, one is more upright and the other is more kind.
However, when compared with Wang Ce, it seems that there is a bit of advantages and disadvantages invisibly.
Ji Qianbai was the first to recognize Wang Ce in this small group, and Di Mian was the second. It was precisely Di Mian's recognition and discussion that led the other six martial emperors to come and meet in the Sin City with doubts.
Although it was not clear that when they came to Sin City, the Sword Saint and others were skeptical. Can Wang Ce really be a fire seed, and can heal the responsibility after they died in battle?
The overview and the scrutiny behind it are what the Eight Martial Emperors have been doing, and it is also necessary. Even if Wang Ce is Ji Qianbai's apprentice, he will not sway this.
Some of the eight great martial emperors have disciples and some have descendants. These disciples and descendants are first selected and cultivated as fire seeds, but they also have to go through the same review and assessment.
The fire seed must inherit the efforts and wishes of the four generations of Martial Emperors over the past thousand years. It is passed down from generation to generation. It does not seek to defeat the Martial God, but it seeks to inherit the will and pass it on to the next generation of Martial Emperors until one day it defeats or even kills the Martial God.
The fire of the previous generation was the imperial crown.
Emperor Mian persevered and unswervingly embarked on the path of rebels, becoming a plague god that the royal families and governments of various countries were too far away from. He had a great reputation in the final analysis. In the final analysis, it was also to fulfill this will.
Muye glanced at Wang Ce, and hated her teeth: "This kid is good at everything, but he didn't show that sense of responsibility. Otherwise, that's really the best person."
The sword saint in white dress smiled helplessly, or laughed at himself: "There is indeed no such perfect people and things in the world."
I looked at each other and, except for helplessness, I wasted my time.
At this moment, Wang Ce ordered loudly: "Xu Zhu, lead the Wuwei Camp and attack."
The burly Xu Zhu let out a roar and led the murderous Wuwei camp to rush forward. The elite battle spirit army in the middle level of Xuangui immediately became the last straw that defeated the camel.
Wang Ce snapped his fingers with satisfaction and got another ghost army.
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Sword Saint and Makino also recognized it.
Wang Ce is the best choice and the best fire. Except for not expressing a satisfactory sense of responsibility, it is almost perfect.
In his twenties, he was in the Guiyuan realm of martial arts. This was an extremely outstanding achievement in any era. He was given to any sect and the city was cultivated as a treasure puppet.
Looking at Jiuzhou, there are martial masters under the age of 20, but they will never cross a slap, and they are definitely not as good as Wang Ce in actual combat. I am not afraid of exaggeration to say that among this generation of warriors under the age of 30, Wang Ce is the strongest, no one.
Because the mind has few attack power, even if there is one, it is not strong. Except for the dead evil king, no one knows that Wang Ce has the strength to compete with the mind just by relying on the mind. However, Wang Ce has the mind of the master. In the eyes of others, even if he only has defense and combines martial arts, it is terrifying enough.
Young people in their twenties have the cultivation level of Guiyuan Realm and the appearance of a master. Where can I find such a person?
Just like Di Mian said in private: "If a person like Wang Ce can meet one, it is our fortune. You can have a consistent goal, so why bother to worry too much?"
It’s important to say that the sense of responsibility is important. It’s not important, but it doesn’t matter.
Will the Sword Saint and others really expect Wang Ce to do the Lost Martial God in the future? Of course, there shouldn't be such a stupid thing as dreaming in the daytime.
He was once the best master in the world, Feixian could not even defeat the Human Emperor, let alone the Martial God.
Before the imperial crown, there were three generations of Martial Emperors, and before their lifespan was about to end, they went to fight to the Martial God. Although not many people intervened and there was no supreme Martial Emperor, none of them could come back alive.
Ji Qianbai and the Sword Saint were the most popular and most powerful people among the four generations of martial emperors. When he decided to be with the Emperor Crown, he had no hope of returning alive, let alone defeating the martial god.
Over the past five thousand years, many people have been talking about martial arts in purity, and seniors who are more powerful than Wang Ce have appeared. Except for the three martial gods, none of them have been born. No matter how blind the sword saint and others are, Ji Qianbai likes his disciples, he will not think that Wang Ce will become the fourth martial god in the future.
"So..." Di Mian imitated Wang Ce and made a move to spread his hands: "We don't expect him to defeat the God of War. We just need to inherit the will of resisting the God of War and pass it on to the next generation."
"In the future, he is willing to find some like-minded Martial Emperors and go to the decisive battle with the God of Martial God. If he refuses, he just needs to inherit his will and pass on the fire that resists the God of Martial God."
"Even if we fail, one day, someone will dig out the wonders of the God of Martial God and defeat him!"
Chapter completed!