God Emperor

When Zhang Ruochen revealed his true strength in the Wushi Arena, Zhang Tiangui should have determined that he was "Chen Ruo".

So, hasn't the state of the sword's heart been exposed?

Only Lin Ningshan saw the state of "Chen Ruo" using the sword's transparent heart with her own eyes. Although Lin Ningshan later told Zhang Tiangui and Lin Chenyu, they didn't believe it at all.

After all, according to legend, only half-saints can achieve the clarity of the sword's heart.

They only thought that Lin Nershan's cultivation level was too low, so they mistakenly thought that "Chen Ruo" had reached the state of clear sword heart.

Just like an ant mistaking an elephant for a mountain.

Lin Chenyu saw that Zhang Ruochen was indifferent, so he sneered and said: "Zhang Ruochen, the person standing in front of you is Senior Sister Han Qiu, the daughter of the head of the Yuntai Sect. Senior Sister Han Qiu's swordsmanship has already reached the level of unpredictability. Realm. She took the initiative to compete with you to give you face. Don't be shameless. Don't think that your sword skills are amazing. I can’t even catch him.”

Han Qiu frowned slightly and said coldly: "I am discussing swords with Zhang Ruochen, why do you, a slave, get in the way?"

"Sister, please atone."

Lin Chenyu's face turned pale and he immediately knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, looking very frightened.

In Han Qiu's eyes, Lin Chenyu was just a servant of Zhang Tiangui, but Zhang Ruochen was a young genius who could defeat Qing Chibai in swordsmanship. The status of the two is very different.

Han Qiu could make friends with Zhang Ruochen over swordsmanship, but he would never be equal friends with Lin Chenyu.

The most important thing is that Han Qiu didn't know about the conflict between Zhang Tiangui and Zhang Ruochen, and regarded Zhang Ruochen as Zhang Tiangui's genius brother.

Han Qiu stared at Lin Chenyu and said contemptuously: "Are you qualified to call me senior sister? Since you said the wrong thing, you will naturally be punished. Cut off your own tongue to prevent me from doing it myself."

Lin Chenyu's eyes panicked and he looked towards Zhang Tiangui for help.

You know, Lin Chenyu had already been tortured and had his arm broken. It would be extremely miserable if his tongue was also cut off.

Zhang Tiangui said: "Junior sister Han, Lin Chenyu is actually Zhang Ruochen's cousin."

"oh!"

Han Qiu was a little surprised. In the past, he only knew that Lin Chenyu was Zhang Tiangui's servant, but he didn't know that he had such an identity. Han Qiu didn't pay much attention to a small person like Zhang Tiangui.

He actually took Zhang Ruochen's cousin as a slave. From this point of view, the relationship between Zhang Tiangui and Zhang Ruochen is probably not as harmonious as it seems.

Han Qiu ignored Lin Chenyu, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and decided to explain clearly: "Ninth Prince, I sincerely want to exchange swordsmanship with you, and have no other intentions. I hope you don't think too much about it."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Okay! It's just a sword fight, it's not a big deal."

Han Qiu felt happy that he could finally compete with a swordsman of the same level.

I don’t know what level Zhang Ruochen’s attainments in swordsmanship have reached?

There were snowflakes in the sky, and the whole world was completely white.

The busy guards, eunuchs, and maids also stopped and looked at Zhang Ruochen and Han Qiu standing in the snow from a distance.

They looked very excited. Martial arts masters were fighting swords, but you couldn't see them at all times.

"I've always heard that His Highness the Ninth Prince has excellent swordsmanship, but I don't know to what extent?"

"It must have been otherworldly, not something we can imagine."

"The person who is fighting against His Highness the Ninth Prince is the proud daughter of Yuntai Clan. Is His Highness the Ninth Prince confident of winning?"

"Yuntai Zongfu is a holy land of martial arts. Even the king was a disciple of Yuntai Zongfu back then. The swordsmanship she uses must be exquisite. It will be difficult for His Highness the Ninth Prince to win."

Zhang Ruochen put his left hand behind his back, and his right hand turned into a phantom. He stretched forward and used two fingers to accurately pinch a snowflake floating in the air.

The snowflakes are very thin, crystal clear and give off a faint chill.

Strangely, the snowflakes between my fingers did not melt.

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen's arms continued to stretch out, showing dozens of phantoms in front of him.

When his hand stopped again, one hundred and eight snowflakes appeared on his fingertips, connecting into a long string to form a crystal clear sword.

The eunuchs and maids who were watching around him all took a breath of cold air and exclaimed in exclamation.

Just this hand of "turning snow into a sword" is already extremely mysterious.

Only by reaching the peak of sword-following can one achieve the state where every flower and grass can be used as a sword. Even just a snowflake can become the sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

"Amazing!"

After Han Qiu saw Zhang Ruochen's technique, he immediately stretched out two slender jade fingers, waved his arms, and soon condensed snowflakes into a sword.

However, the sword she condensed only contained seventy-two snowflakes.

This is the limit of what she can do!

Zhang Ruochen waved the ice crystal snow sword, and the true energy in his body was released. Under the surge of sword energy, all the snow on the ground flew up, forming a sword energy vortex.

Han Qiu looked at Zhang Ruochen standing in the snow, shook his head gently and said, "There is no need to compete. In terms of swordsmanship, I am not as good as you."

"Wow——"

The ice crystal snow sword in her hand cracked and turned into seventy-two snowflakes, falling to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen also collected his true energy and threw the ice crystal snow sword in his hand, turning it into a snowflake.

Han Qiu stared at the young man's back, with beautiful eyes, and said in a clear voice: "His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince has excellent swordsmanship. I hope we can return to Tianmo Wucheng so that we can have time to discuss swords together."

"Miss Han's swordsmanship is also very good, and the younger generation is considered to be at the top level. Farewell!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Han Qiu's attainments in swordsmanship are indeed quite impressive. At a young age, he has already reached the peak of the sword's ability to follow his heart, and is almost the same as the semi-saint disciple Qing Chibai.

Han Qiu stared at Zhang Ruochen who was leaving, with a look of admiration in his eyes, and said: "With his talent, in five years at most, he will be the number one master of the younger generation."

When Zhang Tiangui saw Han Qiu's expression, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Who is Zhang Ruochen? He didn't take him seriously before, but now he has mastered his swordsmanship to such an extent. Fortunately, his cultivation level is not high yet, so it is not difficult to deal with him. As long as he uses a little trick, he can die in the cradle.

On the winter solstice, there is a grand sacrificial ceremony.

What is most important to a county?

Of course it is a sacrificial ceremony.

Not only every county, but every sect, every family, every city, every village and town all regard sacrifice as a top priority.

Because only during sacrifices can we communicate with the gods.

Only by communicating with the gods can humans unlock the mark of divine martial arts, embark on the path of cultivation, and become warriors.

People who have not opened the mark of Shenwu cannot absorb spiritual energy into their bodies.

A country's national sacrifice is particularly important and determines the rise and fall of a country. The grander the sacrifice, the more divine martial marks given by the gods, and the higher the grade of the divine martial marks.

The more warriors a country has, the stronger its national power will be.

The national sacrifice of Yunwu County can only be regarded as a medium sacrifice level. But in the eyes of the warriors in Yunwu County, it was already considered a quite remarkable ceremony.

Almost all the humans in the royal city gathered at the Emperor's Ancestral Hall. At a glance, there was a sea of ​​people with no end in sight.

Sacrifice is an extremely sacred thing, and even those evil warriors dare not make trouble during the sacrifice ceremony for fear of offending the gods and suffering divine punishment.

This year's sacrificial ceremony was hosted by the seventh prince Zhang Tiangui instead of the Yunwu County Prince. This seemed to be a signal to everyone that the Yunwu County State intended to make Zhang Tiangui his heir apparent.

This year's sacrificial ceremony was unprecedentedly grand. There were more than 100,000 cattle and sheep used for sacrifice, as well as thousands of huge beasts.

After the bell rang, the Imperial Master began to read the memorial rites.

Later, Zhang Tiangui led all the civil and military officials to the altar, looking high-spirited, as if he was already the king of Yunwu County.

Standing on the high altar, Zhang Tiangui looked around for Zhang Ruochen, but he couldn't find Zhang Ruochen at all. He felt quite proud, thinking that Zhang Ruochen must have been robbed of the limelight, so he didn't come to the ceremony at all.

Zhang Tiangui blended his true energy into his voice and said loudly: "The sacrificial ceremony begins."

On the altar, there was a big magic conch and the sound of a big horn sounded, making a sound that shook the earth. At the same time, various musical instruments also played.

The soldiers wearing armor began to kill the animals one by one, put the blood into the altar, and sacrificed the blood to the gods.

Driven by the blood, the altar began to rotate slowly, and ancient inscriptions emerged one after another.

"Wow!"

A thick pillar of blood rushed up from the altar, shot straight into the sky, shattered the clouds, as if it was about to rush into the vast void.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was sitting cross-legged in the center of a palace in the palace.

The martial soul flew out of his body, taking on a divine form and emitting a boundless light.

"Transformation!"

Wuhun suddenly changed his appearance and turned into a divine figure wearing blood-red armor. He stepped on auspicious clouds and flew out of the palace to the sky above the ancestral halls of the emperors.

Before Zhang Ruochen cultivated into a false god, ordinary people could not see his martial spirit at all. But it's different now. As long as he is willing, even ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts can see the shadow of martial arts.

Of course, the premise is that he takes the initiative to release the false god's body, otherwise, ordinary people will still not be able to see his martial spirit.

The divine shadow became bigger and bigger, swelling to a height of 120 feet. Its eyes were like two scorching suns, looking down at the people below, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

It's like a projection of a god appearing in the human world.

I don’t know who was the first to notice the divine shadow in the sky, and said excitedly: “The gods have appeared! The gods have appeared…”

Then, everyone raised their heads and looked at the huge divine figure in the sky.

"It's a god..."

"Kneel down before the gods."

Almost everyone in the entire royal city knelt on the ground, bowing to the divine figure in the sky. They were both excited and pious.

Manifestations of gods are not uncommon in the Kunlun world, but they only occur very rarely, and they almost only appear in the top sacrificial scriptures.

When a god appears, there will definitely be blessings from the god, proving that the god is paying attention to the people of that world.

Not only the poor people, but also the powerful warriors and court officials were excited. What an honor it is that a god appears in Yunwu County.

"When I was presiding over the sacrificial ceremony, the gods appeared. Could it be a sign of something?"

Zhang Tiangui was very excited. He immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the phantom of the god above, and shouted: "God bless Yunwu County, mortal Zhang Tiangui kowtows to the true God!"

Now that His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has already knelt down to worship, the National Preceptor, the Grand Marshal, the General... all the officials are kneeling on the ground and kowtow. I hope that my piety can be known by the gods and bring blessings.

The blessings of the gods, even just a little bit, can benefit them endlessly.

Even the queen who was sitting above her immediately stepped down from the golden phoenix chair, rolled up her dress, knelt on the ground, and bowed respectfully to the divine figure.