I have a role in the heavens

In the Huangliang Liquor Shop on the Upside-down Mountain, Ning Yao, Zhou Mili, Chen Pingan, and the old scholar sat in front of an old wooden table. There were two jars of Huangliang Liquor on the table, and only one jar was opened. The four were in a good mood, drinking and chatting.

Suddenly, a very handsome boy came in and sat at the table next to the four people. He had a straight back and a faint smile on his face. He looked up at Ning Yao and then shouted in the direction of the counter.

"Shopkeeper, the old rules, I want to buy a jar of wine, and the wine money is on my master's head!"

The boy was dressed in a white robe, spotless, with a refined temperament, outstanding, and a handsome young man. If Chen Pingan is the soil under his feet, humble and lowly, this boy is the white cloud in the sky, free and noble, and the two cannot be compared.

The old shopkeeper of the liquor shop looked at the boy and showed a kind smile on his face. This boy gave people a feeling of being in the prime of his life. As long as people of older age, they will like such a boy.

Without waiting for the old shopkeeper to respond, the young man looked at the wall beside him. There were many words on the wall, and each word condensed the aura of the person who wrote it.

"Martial arts can be higher!"

The young man stared at this sentence. The aura contained in it was vast and upright, the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and the spirit was extremely high. This was left by his master.

"Shopkeeper, help me get another pen. I want to write first and put it together with my master's words."

"Okay, wait!"

The shopkeeper responded quickly, ran to move the wine and get the pen, and turned around and smiled while running.

The handsome boy stood up and walked to the wall, but his eyes looked at Ning Yao who was chatting with Chen Pingan about the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Ning Yao just glanced at the handsome boy and felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember the other party's name, so he ignored it.

The handsome boy smiled, as if he was used to Ning Yao's behavior. He moved a stool for himself, stood on it, and wrote five big words on the sentence "Martial Arts Can Be Higher".

"Because of Me, Higher".

Chen Pingan was attracted by the handsome boy's words, turned his head to look at the dark green girl beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"Who is this? He seems to be very powerful?"

Ning Yao's long eyebrows that were not like willow leaves but like narrow knives slightly frowned, thought about it very seriously, and finally shook his head and said.

"I can't remember!"

Chen Pingan had seen many good-looking peers, including Song Jixin, a neighbor in Niping Lane, Zhao Yao and Lin Shouyi who had studied with Mr. Qi in the school, and the androgynous red-dressed man on Osmanthus Island, and Gao Xuan, the prince of the Sui Dynasty, but none of them was as good as the boy in Huangliang Wine Shop.

After the handsome young man finished writing on the wall, he sat at the next table holding a wine jar, asked for a large white bowl, opened the mud seal, poured out the clear wine, splashed the wine, picked up the wine bowl and drank it headlong, full of heroic spirit. His ears trembled slightly, as if he heard the conversation between Chen Pingan and Ning Yao, and took the initiative to smile at Chen Pingan and introduce himself.

"My name is Cao Ci, from Da Duan in the Central Plains."

The Da Duan Dynasty was a dynasty with strong martial arts luck. Because it had the female martial arts god Pei Bei and many high-level martial artists in the realm of refining spirits and above, it once occupied a leading position in martial arts luck and was known as the martial arts shop.

The handsome young man Cao Ci was the disciple of the female martial arts god Pei Bei. He had a prosperous martial arts luck and would lead a generation of style in the martial arts in the future, becoming the top of the mountain in the eyes of martial artists.

Cao Ci is a true martial arts genius, known as the leader of the young generation of martial arts. With his amazing talent and unremitting efforts, he constantly breaks through the realm of martial arts. The road of martial arts practice is described as "breaking through the realm is like drinking water, and each realm is the strongest." His natural talent and amazing talent make the world's martial arts higher because of him.

Chen Pingan quickly raised the wine bowl to return the gift and began to introduce himself.

"My name is Chen Pingan, from Dali in Dongbaopingzhou."

Cao Ci picked up the wine bowl again, took a sip, and his bright eyes showed admiration, and nodded slightly.

"You have the cultivation of the third realm of martial arts, and your foundation is solid, which is very good!"

Cao Ci is a martial arts genius. He can clearly perceive the pure fist intent condensed around Chen Pingan. The fist shakes the mountains and rivers. Such a fist intent needs to be tempered and practiced day and night to condense.

Chen Pingan listened to this and didn't know how to respond. He could only smile and drink a sip of wine silently, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Cao Ci and Chen Pingan are of the same age, but Cao Ci's tone and demeanor are not very similar to his appearance. He is more like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, evaluating his juniors, but his tone is calm, as if he is chatting about family matters, and he is not annoying.

However, Chen Pingan still felt an invisible pressure, and the other party faced him with a condescending attitude. However, the straw sandal boy was calm and didn't care about this.

Chen Pingan didn't care about this, but Ning Yao was a little unhappy. He felt that the white-clothed boy was a bit annoying, and his drinking interest was greatly reduced, so he was about to pull Chen Pingan up and leave.

The old scholar didn't speak from beginning to end, but just looked at Cao Ci curiously, feeling the aura of the boy, and was a little surprised.

As for the little girl in black, she just glanced at Cao Ci, stretched out her hand and put the unopened jar of Huangliang wine into the string of snow-white bells on her wrist. It was not easy to come to the inverted mountain, so she naturally had to bring a jar of Huangliang wine for Zhou Jue to taste.

When Ning Yao pulled Chen Pingan to the door of the wine shop, Cao Ci put down the wine bowl in his hand, showed a faint smile on his face, and suddenly spoke.

"Chen Pingan, the girl you like is very good, but there is only one problem. She still can't remember my name after meeting her many times!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping'an stopped and looked back at the handsome young man in white, with a bright smile on his face and answered very seriously.

"Well, I feel better!"

When Cao Ci heard this, he laughed loudly, picked up the wine bowl again, gestured to Chen Pingan, and said with a smile.

"Chen Pingan, in three days, you have to start striving to become the strongest fourth realm in the world."

This sentence is a bit esoteric, making people confused and confused. Chen Pingan frowned, not knowing how to answer.

"Cao Ci, from what you say, you are going to enter the Heroic Realm in three days?!"

The Heroic Spirit Realm is the fifth realm of a martial artist and the second of the three realms of Qi training. In this realm, a martial artist can refine his heroic spirit.

The three realms of martial arts body refining are clay embryo, wooden embryo, and mercury. After that, the key to the three realms of Qi refining lies in the soul, soul and courage, so they are called the heroic soul realm, the heroic realm and the martial courage realm. Especially in the sixth realm, cultivating a martial courage is the top priority and has always been regarded as a martial artist. A breath of pure Qi is the key point, and martial arts ascends to the top of the mountain.

As for the third realm of refining the gods, the golden body is also called King Kong. Feathering, also known as Yuanyou. The top of the mountain is regarded as the end of the martial arts, that is, the martial artist has reached the end of the martial arts and reached the peak of martial arts. But on the top of the ninth realm, there are still ten realms, named the End of the Realm, which means that the martial artist stops here.

The end is divided into three levels, namely, the exuberance of energy, the return to true nature, and the arrival of spirit. Is Wu Fu really going to stop here and reach the end of a dead end road? Not entirely true, there is still a legendary realm above the ten realms, which can be called the God of War.

Cao Ci's master Pei Bei is known as the Female Martial God. She is the fifth person in the world in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. She is half-step to the 11th level of martial arts. Due to the collapse of the divine way, she could not be crowned, so she can only be regarded as a half-step Martial God.

Cao Ci is now only a martial artist in the fourth realm of heroic souls. During this period, he has been polishing his martial arts foundation at the Great Sword Qi Wall, suppressing his own realm without breaking through, in order to forge the most perfect martial arts foundation and the deepest Martial arts background.

If Cao Ci had not tempered himself at the Great Sword Qi Wall, but chose to break through the realm, he would have become a martial artist in the seventh realm long ago, and before the seventh realm, he would have been the strongest in the fourth, fifth, and sixth realms!

Cao Ci is arrogant and unwilling to become the first among the current four realm warriors. What he wants to become is the strongest fourth realm in history, unprecedented. As for whether there will be no successors, he is just a pure martial artist and does not know how to do it. Calculating the military fortunes of the world in the next hundred and thousand years, I would not dare to boast about Haikou.

Zhou Mili had heard Cao Ci's name at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and was deeply impressed by Zhou Jue's comment about Cao Ci when he was commenting on the female warrior god Pei Cup.

Cao Ci turned his eyes and looked at the short little girl in black. He felt the energy in her body, which was like thousands of rivers surrounding her. It was surging, mighty and unstoppable. He secretly marveled in his heart that this little girl at least had The cultivation level of Jindan realm.

"That's right! After staying in the Sword Qi Great Wall for so long, it's time to break through."

"It's amazing. No wonder you said that and asked Chen Ping'an to win the title of the strongest fourth realm in three days!"

Zhou Mili had no prejudice against Cao Ci. He gave a thumbs up and praised him very sincerely.

"But if you look like this, do you also like Miss Ning?"

Zhou Mili seemed to have discovered some secret, with a curious expression on his face. His bright eyes stared at Cao Ci, waiting for his answer.

Cao Ci drank all the wine in the bowl and looked up at the heroic Ning Yao. His smile was warm and dazzling like the warm sun, and he said very calmly. "I like the master who is invincible in my mind, the empress who has two dimples when she smiles, and the girl Ning who doesn't take me seriously. But these are not love affairs between men and women, and they are a drag on spiritual practice."

It was difficult for Cao Ci to imagine that he fell in love with a woman. His ambition in this life was to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. He was pure and firm. He had no interest in the love between men and women. He was a true seeker.

Cao Ci pays special attention to Ning Yao because Ning Yao is a natural swordsman whose cultivation is superior to that of the younger generation. He is only one step away from becoming a great swordsman in the fifth realm. He regards Ning Yao as his biggest opponent and wants to kill him. Its defeated.

"Hey, it's boring. I thought you would like Miss Ning as those stories say, and you would compete with Chen Ping'an for Miss Ning!"

A look of disappointment appeared on Zhou Mili's face, his head drooped, and he walked out of the wine shop with great loss of interest.

Chen Pingan cupped his hand without being rude. He did not feel any anger at Cao Ci's words. He was not very competitive and was not interested in the so-called title of the strongest fourth realm in the world.

Ning Yao's eyebrows were slightly raised, his big eyes were sharp, and he took a deep look at Cao Ci, snorted angrily, felt a little unhappy, and pulled Chen Pingan out of the wine shop.

Only Lao Xiu did not move, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and there was a bit of cunning in his cloudy eyes, and he said to the boy in white.

"Cao Ci, do you think you have achieved the strongest fourth level in history?"

Cao Ci drank the rest of the wine in the bowl and nodded resolutely. The martial artist was not a monk and did not need to be humble.

"Cao Ci is not talented. He thinks he is unprecedented in the fourth realm!"

When the old scholar heard this, his smile became brighter. He looked up at the majestic city wall in the south. At the highest point of the city, a man in a green shirt sat cross-legged, standing on the top of the world.

"Cao Ci, you are too arrogant. If there was no such person, you could indeed be called unprecedented and the strongest in the fourth realm in history!"

"But unfortunately, there is no if. You can only be called the second strongest in the fourth realm in history and the second strongest in the fourth realm in the world!"

Cao Ci was stunned when he heard this, and stopped pouring wine. With a gleam in his eyes, he asked in disbelief.

"Old sir, is this true? I don't know what to say?"

The smile on the old scholar's face faded, and his aura of righteousness shocked Cao Ci. He didn't know which Confucian saint appeared, and he could actually gather such a strong aura.

"Of course I won't lie to you. I have seen a man who is extremely talented and brilliant. Even the founders of the three religions are inferior to him. He can be said to be unprecedented and probably unmatched!"

"He is extraordinary in swordsmanship. Although he is not a pure martial artist, his achievements in martial arts can be said to be unprecedented and unmatched. He has broken through the dead end of martial arts and established a new peak for martial arts!"

Some memories flashed through the old scholar's mind. When he and Zhou Jue were fighting, he clearly felt a supreme aura of martial arts from the other party. At least he had entered the realm of martial gods, which shocked him.

"Who is he?"

Cao Ci looked solemn and bowed to the old scholar solemnly, like a student seeking the great way, pious and solemn.

"The Great Swordsman Zhou Jue of the Sword Qi Great Wall is the best swordsman in the world, and he may be the best swordsman in the history of the world in the future!" The old scholar nodded slightly. Although he was unhappy with Cao Ci's contempt for Chen Ping'an, he had to admit that this young man was devout to martial arts and could not be disliked. He told the other party the answer very straightforwardly. "The Great Swordsman, Zhou Jue?!" Cao Ci practiced martial arts in the Sword Qi Great Wall, so he naturally heard of Zhou Jue's name. He even stepped onto the highest point of the city and took a look at him from a distance. "Yes, it's him!" The old scholar turned his eyes and fell on the wall full of words, and continued. "Do you know that the reason why your master Pei Bei wrote this sentence that martial arts can be higher is because he saw Zhou Jue!"

Cao Ci was shocked and showed a look of horror on his face. Pei Bei was a martial artist at the peak of his realm, carrying the martial luck of the Central Earth Shenzhou continent. His martial arts achievements were rare in ancient and modern times. He actually saw a higher martial arts in Zhou Jue. Doesn't this mean that this world-famous great swordsman has entered the realm of martial gods?

"There are always people beyond the sky!"

"Young man, don't be complacent. There are countless strange people in the world. How far have you come? You are sitting in a well and looking at the sky. Only when you step into the peak of martial arts can you see the real vast blue sky!"

The old scholar shook his head and exhorted this sentence, then took another step and walked out of the Huangliang Wine Shop, leaving Cao Ci dumbfounded.

After a long time, Cao Ci came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the shopkeeper on the counter, and said with a bit of bitterness on his face.

"Old Lu, are you willing to give me a jar of wine? If I can drink one more jar of Forget Worry Wine, I will not feel bad!"

The shopkeeper's surname is Lu, he is about fifty years old, with gray hair. Hearing this, he laughed and scolded.

"Okay, I'll go get you another jar of wine right now. Also, remember to think of me more in the future, don't scold me for being stingy all day long!"

Cao Ci sat at the table, drinking non-stop. When there was only one bowl of wine left, the new wine was served. He smiled at the shopkeeper, Old Lu, without the vigor and confidence of the past, as if he had suffered a great blow.

Cao Ci wanted to get drunk at this time, but he was the one who became more sober the more he drank. His eyes were bright, his brows were furrowed, and he had an indissoluble sorrow. He put down the wine bowl in his hand, walked to the wall, and looked at the sentence he had just written, "Martial Arts is high because of me", and felt a little embarrassed and blushed.

The young man looked back at the shopkeeper, with a very serious look on his face, and said slowly.

"I thought I was blessed with a unique talent in martial arts, and could become the peak in the eyes of martial artists, and set up another insurmountable peak for martial arts!"

"I didn't expect that I overestimated my own abilities. I am just a drop in the ocean!"

After saying that, Cao Ci was about to erase the sentence he had written, but was stopped by Shopkeeper Lu.

"Cao Ci, you are gifted and talented. How can you belittle yourself because of a temporary setback!"

"This sentence is both your ambition and a whetstone to motivate you. Keep it!"

When Cao Ci heard this, his expression kept changing, and his fist intention fluctuated violently, as if he was undergoing a transformation. After a moment, a more condensed and pure fist intention spread out. The white-clothed boy's eyes were more determined than before. He erased the shadow in his heart, looked up at the sword energy wall in the south, and murmured.

"I am not as good as you now. A hundred years later, I will definitely reach the peak of martial arts and challenge you to a duel!"

At the highest point of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Zhou Jue held a jar of Huangliang wine in his hand and drank it headlong. The clear wine seeped from the corners of his mouth and wet the green shirt on his chest. He was wanton, unrestrained and heroic. He wiped the corners of his mouth, turned his head and looked in the direction of the inverted mountain. His eyes moved slightly and he said lightly.

"A hundred years later, I will no longer be in the world. Even if you stand at the top of the world, you can only look up to me!"

Zhou Mili, who was on the side, was confused when he heard this. He scratched his head, pulled Zhou Jue's sleeves with his little hands, kept shaking them, and asked curiously.

"Zhou Jue, Zhou Jue, who are you talking to, can you tell me?"

Zhou Jue smiled, put down the wine jar in his hand, withdrew his gaze, and replied helplessly.

"It's the Cao Ci you just mentioned. He wants to fight with me!"

"Ah! Is he stupid? A mere fourth-level warrior dares to challenge you. Is he tired of living?!"

"Zhou Jue, if this is not the case, if he challenges you, I will take action for you. I will definitely punch him to tears!"

Zhou Mili smiled brightly and waved his chubby little fists with great confidence. She had already entered the Golden Core Realm, and it was a piece of cake to deal with a small Fourth Realm martial artist.

"Okay! Then I'll leave this matter to you!"

Zhou Jue smiled extremely treacherously and readily agreed to Xiao Mili's request. He didn't tell Zhou Mili that Cao Ci would wait until he reached the peak of martial arts.