Chapter 224: One Sword Opens the Sky, Qualifications for Emperor Wu
Jiang Changsheng could hear Mu Lingluo's inner thoughts, and the divine consciousness on the golden scales and jade leaves could also sense that there was no other spiritual intelligence in the Heaven Prison Monument just now.
Mu Xuangang asked nervously, "May I ask the Immortal God, what is this inheritance?"
Jiang Changsheng's voice sounded again: "You'd better not know it, so as not to cause trouble."
When Mu Xuangang heard this, he immediately shut up. He stood up and walked to the cave entrance to wait.
Jiang Changsheng used the art of sending dreams to enter Mu Lingluo's dream. Mu Lingluo was not dreaming, but his current state was the same as a dream, so the art of sending dreams was feasible.
Jiang Changsheng came to a red land. The land was desolate, with yellow sand rolling into the sky. Mu Lingluo stood on the ground in a daze. Jiang Changsheng appeared behind her and looked in the direction she was looking. The end of the sky and the earth was extremely dark. There stood a stone tablet like a pillar supporting the sky, and no one knew how high it was.
"What on earth is this place?"
Mu Lingluo murmured to himself, his words filled with uneasiness.
Jiang Changsheng patted her shoulder, and she jumped away immediately in fright. When she turned around and saw that it was Jiang Changsheng, she did not relax.
"Who are you?" Mu Lingluo asked in a deep voice, frowning.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "You even forgot about me? Don't worry, I came here through a dream, and I am here to accompany you to obtain this inheritance."
Hearing this, Mu Lingluo was still skeptical.
Jiang Changsheng was satisfied with her attitude and said, "Let's go together. If you are worried, we can keep our distance. There is a memory in this inheritance. He will talk to you, but he can't see me. You don't have to be too afraid of him. He is just a memory image. No matter how you ask him or contact him, he will respond to you with a fixed answer."
As soon as he entered the dream, Jiang Changsheng scanned the other party with his spiritual sense and was able to understand him clearly.
Although Mu Lingluo was surprised, she still chose to nod. Then she went out and the two of them walked towards the stone tablet in the distance together.
Mu Lingluo couldn't help but ask: "Brother Changsheng, if it is really you, could it be that you arranged this inheritance for me?"
She felt that it couldn't be such a coincidence. She had encountered crises and opportunities in the past, but Jiang Changsheng had never shown up. Even if this time was special and her consciousness entered the inherited memory, it shouldn't be such a coincidence.
Jiang Changsheng said: "It doesn't matter whether it is or not, just seize it, this opportunity is not easy."
It’s not easy indeed!
Although it is only a fragment of memory, it gives us a glimpse of the owner of the Heaven Prison Monument, who is extremely powerful, and may be stronger than all the warriors in the world today.
The Prisoner of Heaven Monument in the distance is at least 50 feet high, which is extremely exaggerated.
This reminded Jiang Changsheng of Ye Xundi's Wild Dao Divine Yuan Gong. Ye Xundi could also use his true energy to condense into a stone tablet, but the two tablets were not the same.
Mu Lingluo chatted with Jiang Changsheng as she walked forward. As they chatted, she realized that this was her brother Changsheng, not an illusion.
Jiang Changsheng's temperament and tone are difficult to imitate.
That unfathomable state of being all-knowing and omniscient is obviously her brother who has lived forever.
Even though she knew this, she did not get close to Jiang Changsheng. It is always a good thing to be careful.
Before the two of them reached the Heaven-Prisoning Monument, the earth and the sky shook violently. Horrifying cracks appeared on the ground and quickly expanded into a canyon. Mu Lingluo was so frightened that he flew high into the sky. Jiang Changsheng, on the other hand, was very calm. He stayed where he was, with his feet suspended in the air but he did not fall down.
Seeing that he was fine, Mu Lingluo turned her head to look, her eyes widened and a look of astonishment appeared on her face.
The Heaven Prisoner Monument unexpectedly turned into an extremely huge stone sword, standing at the end of heaven and earth. On the sword guard, there was a figure leaning against the hilt. He was as small as dust on the stone sword, but his aura was extremely powerful, which attracted Mu Lingluo's attention and locked onto him immediately.
"Youngster, do you recognize this sword?"
A loud and indifferent voice sounded, deafening.
Mu Lingluo frowned. She had certainly never seen it before, but she was afraid of saying something wrong.
"Just now, Brother Changsheng said..."
Mu Lingluo's eyes flickered, and she asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is not important, but my martial arts should not be buried."
Hearing this, Mu Lingluo couldn't help but look at Jiang Changsheng with some doubt in his eyes.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "What you said has nothing to do with this situation."
Mu Lingluo looked at the huge stone sword again and said, "You should bury it."
"Hahaha, in this wild land, my lord rises and falls. Junior, were there any Martial Emperors in your time?"
Mu Lingluo raised an eyebrow and said, "Can you hurry up?"
"What is the Martial Emperor? The Martial Emperor is the highest realm of martial arts. It is the powerful force that unifies a clan and can shake the rules of heaven and earth."
"Brother Changsheng, he really has a fixed way of speaking. It's really interesting."
"Very good, it seems that you have already been prepared to accept the inheritance. Junior, pull out this sword. As long as you can do it, you will receive my inheritance."
"Brother Changsheng, who is stronger between him and you?"
Faced with Mu Lingluo's curiosity, Jiang Changsheng smiled without saying anything.
The mysterious voice no longer sounded.
Mu Lingluo soared into the sky and flew above the huge stone sword. Jiang Changsheng followed closely behind him. They saw the man.
This man had disheveled hair and was wearing a robe made of animal skins. His face was weathered and his eyes were closed. There was a very long scar running horizontally across his eyelids, which made his eyelids sunken. He had his hands clasped across his chest, his white hair fluttering in the wind, and he exuded an ancient aura.
That’s right, a person actually exudes an ancient aura.
This aura is not simply one of oldness, but as soon as you see this person you can feel that he comes from a very ancient time and has been tempered by the years.
Mu Lingluo withdrew her gaze and flew to the scabbard. The scabbard alone was like a mountain . She pressed it with both hands and tried her best to pull it out, but she couldn't.
She tried several times, but nothing worked.
Jiang Changsheng said: "Drawing the sword is not a hard act. Don't forget, this is not reality."
When Mu Lingluo heard it, she immediately understood. She flew to Jiang Changsheng's side and looked at the huge stone sword again, her eyes becoming determined.
A firm belief emerged in her heart, that is, she must draw the sword.
She is a genius and has hardly encountered any setbacks since she was a child. She is conceited deep down in her heart, so this belief is very strong. Almost as soon as it appeared, the huge stone sword began to tremble.
Dust flew and the earth shook.
The figure on the sword guard stood up straight, his hands hanging down, turned to look at Mu Lingluo, and said: "Well, I didn't expect that there are still people with such faith after thousands of years. Junior, you are qualified to receive my inheritance."
"Remember my name. I am the Prisoner of Heaven Martial Emperor. This sword is called the Prisoner of Heaven Sword. It can help you traverse the heavens and beyond. Never throw it away."
The mysterious voice sounded again, its tone was vicissitudes, but it revealed soaring passion.
The heaven and earth shattered, and Jiang Changsheng's dream-telling technique was interrupted.
Mu Lingluo opened her eyes, which glowed red. The Prison Heaven Sword in her hand exuded a majestic aura, attracting martial arts spiritual energy into her body. Figures practicing martial arts began to emerge in her pupils, with different moves that flashed and switched rapidly.
Jiang Changsheng, who was far away at the Earth Spirit Tree, calculated in his mind:
"I want to know how powerful Emperor Qiu Tianwu was when he was alive?"
[Unable to calculate temporarily, out of system detection range]
It’s just that it can’t be calculated, but it does exist.
Jiang Changsheng suspected that the body of Emperor Wu was still there, as the body of Emperor Wu was indestructible.
Unlike the inheritance that Lin Haotian had encountered before, that inheritance only contained martial arts techniques but no magical weapons.
The divine consciousness on the golden scales and jade leaves could feel that Mu Lingluo's skills were skyrocketing.
This is inheritance, not only teaching people how to fish, but also helping them transform!
Jiang Changsheng landed on the ground and asked, "Miss Ji, have you ever heard of Emperor Wu of Prison Heaven?"
Hearing this, Ji Wujun's eyes moved away from the paper in her hand. She looked at Jiang Changsheng and said, "I know that the ancient offerings of the Holy Dynasty record dozens of Martial Emperors from different eras. Of course, this is not all, but only what the Holy Dynasty knows. Prisoner of Heaven Martial Emperor is an extremely ancient Martial Emperor, and his deeds are also widely circulated among the human race. However, people do not know his real name and regard him as the God of Creation. Legend has it that at the beginning of the world, it was extremely dark, and there was a god who created the world with a sword, bringing light to the world. The God of Creation is the Prisoner of Heaven Martial Emperor . He achieved great success in martial arts, cut the sky with a sword, and killed the powerful demon saint who obscured the bright sun, bringing light to the world."
This legend also attracted the attention of others.
Ji Wujun followed up by saying, “Most of the legends about immortals and gods in the world were created by ancient warriors, but they have been exaggerated from generation to generation. Of course, there are also real immortals and gods, and that is you.”
She looked at Jiang Changsheng with fanatical eyes. She really wanted to know about the world of immortals and gods, but Bai Qi had asked him before and Jiang Changsheng had not answered, so she did not dare to ask more.
Ye Xundi asked curiously, "How strong is Emperor Qiu Tian? How strong is he among the emperors of all ages?"
Ji Wujun shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, at least in the top five. After all, opening the sky with one sword is something that many Martial Emperors have never done."
Jiang Changsheng thought of Lin Haotian's Unbeatable Reincarnation Sutra, and asked: "Is there a Martial Emperor named Unbeatable or Reincarnation?"
Ji Wujun nodded and said, "Indeed, there was one. He was a Martial Emperor from ten thousand years ago. He swept across the world and was invincible. Even other Martial Emperors of his time were no match for him. His most famous achievement was resurrecting an ancient Martial Emperor and defeating him. This man had gone crazy in order to fight."
She paused and continued, "Emperor Wu is immortal, and his body and inheritance are scattered throughout the world. The Holy Dynasty cannot collect them all. May I ask Daozu, have you obtained their inheritance?"
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Just asking."
Everyone didn't believe it, but they didn't dare to question it.
Ye Xundi asked hurriedly, "Is there a Martial Emperor with the name of Wild Dao Divine Yuan?"
Ji Wujun shook his head.
Ye Xundi did not give up and asked, "Where is the Great Vajra Body?"
Ji Wujun said: "The Great Vajra Divine Body was once born in the Holy Dynasty. What you are practicing should be created by that Divine Body. Although it is equally powerful, it cannot be compared with the real Great Vajra Divine Body. However, the Great Vajra Divine Body cannot reach the height of the Martial Emperor. The Martial Emperor is not only a realm, but also an invincible title. Therefore, the strength of the Martial Emperors in different periods of time varies."
"In this world today, I think only Daozu is qualified to be called Martial Emperor!"
Ye Xundi cursed inwardly, "You really know how to flatter me whenever you can. Now that you've done all the flattery, what should I do?"
