Logging 10,000 Years into the Future Novel

As Lu Sheng walked, he secretly speculated on the level of divinity in Shiquan's martial arts will.

This layer of divinity is constantly growing.

If he can concentrate, it seems that he can still hear the faint and hazy sound coming from the gray roulette.

"Haha, I've broken through to level three! This Army God body training technique is really amazing! Army God is invincible!"

"Military God, bless me to successfully break through level four this time!"

"There is a military god in our military department, and from now on, our military generals will meet the disciples of the Martial Saints again, and there is no need to bow down.

Like the situation where Dong Shengyi came to sweep the field, it will never happen again!"

Lu Sheng seems to be able to respond to anyone who praises and mentions his name.

This kind of feeling is quite strange, it makes him a mortal body, but possesses supernatural powers like gods in myths and legends~.

"Enjoy the incense of thousands of people, and have the eternal existence of thousands of generations..."

Lu Sheng can't say whether this is good or bad.

The strength of a warrior comes from himself, but the power of this method comes from others.

It reminded him of some novels he had read in his previous life, and the power of the gods in those novels came from his followers.

In order to protect the believers, they even created the so-called kingdom of God, kicking believers in their pockets and carrying them with them, and they had to drag them to eat and go to the toilet.

Lu Sheng despised this kind of behavior quite a bit, and generally those who follow this kind of belief to become gods will end up being beaten to death by being used as a stepping stone.

But it has to be said that this kind of way still has merits.

For example, the Jidao Martial Saint at the beginning was contaminated with this kind of divinity, so that he had a magical effect similar to "rebirth of flesh and blood".

"Actually, there is no suitable balance between these two ways.

My strength comes from myself, but it does not affect my enjoyment of the benefits brought by the incense belief..."

Lu Sheng thought of his martial god state.

The feeling of being the beginning of everything, the end of everything, the end of the martial arts that can never be touched fits quite well with this kind of Li Huang who is praised by people in Huafang.

"I should not be a god, but a symbol.

Martial arts are me, and I am martial arts.

Then in the world... oh no, all those who practice martial arts in the universe are naturally my believers.

Every punch and every kick they make is chanting my real name and conveying their faith to me!"

All of a sudden, Lu Sheng felt his eyes suddenly open up.

The gray roulette of Shiquan Martial Arts in his mind suddenly swelled a circle, more than twice as big as before.

unexpected surprise.

Lu Sheng's eyes lit up, and he felt that his control of the direction ahead was clearer.

His Shiquan martial art is an unprecedented, unprecedented way.

It is the strongest way he knows, and it is also the most difficult way.

It can even be said to be a delusion.

But Lu Sheng never gave up the past to realize this delusion.

Every step he takes is to walk forward in the dark with a fire, and he doesn't know what is waiting for him on the road ahead...

Is it an abyss, or an unprecedented glorious future.

"When I was young, I pointed to the sun and said that I would live in the center of the sun. People who heard it laughed and thought it was crazy.

But right now, I've got a star growing inside me..."

Lu Sheng showed a smile on his face, and said to himself casually: "I am martial arts, and martial arts is me...whether it is crazy words or delusion, who knows...

Maybe someday it will come true. "

The general who had been following Lu Sheng all this time lost sight of Lu Sheng completely.

Lingxiu Mountain, there is a towering tower on the lonely peak shrouded in clouds and mist.

There are no doors on the top of the pagoda, and the mountain wind blows in all directions, bringing misty ancient temple bells.

Tan Zhongyu, who was dressed in a white military robe, sat cross-legged in the pagoda, with drooping eyelids, wondering what he was thinking.

In Sejong's first battle, Tan Zhongyu was seriously injured.

But this injury is not in the body, but in the heart.

There was nothing serious about his martial body, but there was a long crack in his martial will.

This crack...

It was given by Lu Sheng.

"I disagree with him, otherwise I wouldn't have parted ways because of this.

It's just that I didn't expect that the little seventh level who was only a little eye-catching at the beginning can easily defeat me by the knife now...

Tan Zhongyu was talking to himself.

The defeat of this battle had a great impact on him.

It's not just that he lost to Lu Sheng, it also means

The way he upheld was defeated by Lu Sheng's way.

His way is wrong, his way is a wrong way!

This kind of attack on the concept of martial arts is the most terrifying, which is equivalent to denying everything that Tan Zhongyu has insisted on for more than a hundred years.

If you don't stick to your heart in time, erase your self-doubt, and make up for the cracks in your will

It may cause more serious consequences, and it is not impossible to retreat in strength.

Tan Zhongyu is now trying to make up for this crack in his martial arts will.

"Just because he's better than me doesn't mean his way is right.

Lu Sheng is only twenty years old, and he can reach the realm of invincibility in the world. I don't believe that there is no adventure.

What did he say to me?

If he becomes a saint in the future, he will smash the tower, break the monopoly of martial arts inheritance, and spread martial arts to the world...

ridiculous"

Tan Zhongyu spoke faster and faster, as if he had found a certain entry point and regained his confidence.

The cracks in the will of martial arts are also healing little by little.

"..Can he really contribute what he has learned and generously and selflessly share?

It's just empty talk.

Now he's better than me, so he's right.

If I am stronger than him in the future, then my way...

It is the most correct way!"

Tan Zhongyu's eyes burst out with an unparalleled strong sword light.

The knife light even split the void, leaving traces of black traces in the air.

In Tan Zhongyu's mind, all the cracks in Tan Zhongyu's martial arts will disappeared, and even emitted a shining light, showing a tendency to break through to a higher level.

"Actually, it's only been a few months, and Lu Sheng's way is about to collapse...

"He has the audacity to snatch all the energy crystals. Once the guide arrives, he will be stuck to death!"

As Tan Zhongyu spoke, he casually picked up a tablet computer at hand.

He just heard a message from the tablet, probably someone from Ming Yutang has something important to report.

Tan Zhongyu casually opened an unread message, which was sent by Xing Yu.

The message is short, just one sentence.

[My lord, Lu Sheng is promoting a new body training technique in the military, and the effect is astonishing. 】

New body training technique?

A trace of doubt flashed across Tan Zhongyu's face, and he casually clicked on the attached video below.

What jumped out of the video was a three-dimensional virtual human figure, who was meticulously practicing a certain set of body exercises.

0…ask for flowers……

Just at the first glance, Tan Zhongyu's eyes froze.

As the avatar moves forward one by one in the video, Tan Zhongyu's eyes become more and more astonished, shaking...

In his mind, the long knife-shaped martial arts will that was still glowing just now quickly dimmed.

There seems to be another crack on the blade...

When the entire video was played, Tan Zhuyu had already fallen into an inexplicable state.

In a trance, bewildered and bewildered.

"This can't be described as amazing..."

Tan Zhongyu raised his head slowly, repeating the movements of the virtual figure in his mind, and there were voices echoing.

"I will smash the tower..."

"How can he be willing to share and contribute what he has learned..."

"My way is right..."

These voices fluctuate, sometimes like thunder, and sometimes like mosquitoes.

It keeps repeating, like a magic sound.

The speed of speech is getting faster and faster, faster and faster.

at last...

It stopped abruptly, turning into a clear "click".

It sounded like something was breaking and cracking.

Tan Zhongyu's head drooped deeply, as if depressed, helpless, unwilling, wryly smiling, and let out a long sigh.

"I am far inferior to him!"

"Boom!"

The high tower on the isolated peak shattered and collapsed in an instant

The falling rocks rolled down, startling countless flying birds.

The golden knife is broken.

In the elegant courtyard, on the Qingshi under the tree, sits a handsome boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

The boy sat cross-legged, with his eyes closed and his expression solemn.

"Crunch—"

The small door of the courtyard opened, and a figure walked in slowly.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, the pupils were still clear, but they carried a strong sense of vicissitudes of different youths.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

When the young man saw the person coming, his face showed surprise.

"The leader came so early this time?"

Lin Zhengyue, who was wearing a short shirt, a Chinese character face, and a short beard, shook her head, "The leader hasn't come yet."

"Then you come back and do..."

The young man frowned, and was about to scold him, when he suddenly remembered something, his attitude quickly eased, and he asked gently: "Then why are you coming back? Is the nourishing liquid I want already available?"

"There is no news about the nourishing liquid."

Lin Zhengyue said calmly: "I came back this time mainly because someone wants to meet you."

"who?"

The young man frowned, "Tan Zhongyu? What did he see me for?

Come see my joke?

Lin Zhengyue, we agreed. You have collected my things, so try your best to protect me.

Tell me the truth, what exactly is Tan Zhongyu looking for me for?"

Lin Zhengyue shook her head, "It's not that Tan Zhongyu wants to see you, it's another person.

You should be familiar with it. "

"I'm familiar? Who the hell?"

The boy frowned even tighter, with a puzzled look on his face.

Lin Zhengyue stepped back half a step to the side, bent her body slightly, made an inviting gesture, and said softly to the young man, "It's the ultimate in the world, Lord Lu Sheng wants to see you."

In the next breath, the courtyard was filled with light, and a figure walked in calmly.

When the young man saw this person, his pupils contracted violently, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Lu .. Lu Sheng entered!".