Chapter 1 Wu Wangzong

The mountain road is uneven, and the carriage bumps and goes all the way south at dusk.

"Yawn..." Wu Pengwei sneezed, wiped his nose, and frowned.

"Hey hey, someone must be thinking about you." Wang Heng, who was beside him, came over with a smile and pushed Wu Pengwei's shoulder.

Wu Pengwei became the fourth elder of the sunset sect. Since then, he has been in high power. Only this Wang Heng still treats him as a brother, and there is no change in attitude because of the change of his status. He used to be a handyman, and now he is the same as an elder.

Wu Pengwei smiled and didn't say anything, but there was a trace of loneliness in his calm eyes.

Where will anyone miss him?

Is it a mother you haven't met or a father who has disappeared for many years? Or is it Sister Mei in a small city in danger?

Every time he thinks about this, he feels a faint sadness, and at the same time, a fierce desire will burst out of his chest, and the blood will boil for it.

Be sure to find your mother.

Recovering the maternal love that has been lost since the birth of the world is irrelevant to gains and losses, which is the most original desire in life.

"Wuwang City..."

Wu Pengwei raised the curtains on the carriage and looked behind him.

Dusk is like blood, and the towering Yanluo Mountains are like a sleeping dragon, coiled in the depths of the shadow. Above the peaks, a golden fireworks burst in the air, making a very far-reaching sound, even if it is still faintly audible on the carriage tens of thousands of meters away.

"What a domineering power of qi and blood, at least it has the peak power of the first level of the martial soul, and I don't know which guard is practicing?" Wang Heng also noticed the golden light in the air and sighed.

Wu Pengwei glanced at it without making a speech. He just asked, "How far is Wuwang City from the Yanluo Mountains?"

"It's not far, but it's less than a month's journey?" Wang Heng smiled and continued, "Wuwang City is actually a little bigger. The prosperity is far worse than the 'Tears' in the south and the 'Pearl' City in the east, not to mention the 'Mingmei' of the imperial capital in the middle. The reason why Wuwang City is famous is just because of the 'Wuwang School'."

"Wuwang School? All I know is that it is one of the top ten sects in the world today, and I don't know the rest. Wu Pengwei told the truth that he didn't know much about the general trend of the world.

"Haha, it turns out that there are still things that the four elders don't know." Wang Heng laughed, but in exchange for Wu Pengwei's white eyes.

"The Wuwang School has become famous for a long time and has a long history. It is said that it has a thousand ties to our sunset sect. The establishment of the school has been more than a thousand years, but a thousand years have passed in a flash. Now our sunset sect is a small shrimp, and they have long been the heroic sect that dominates one side." Wang Heng sighed and continued: "The original founder of the Wuwang School is called Wulian Soul. It is said that he is a hunter. He is born with amazing talent. When hunting, he observed the beasts and birds in the valley and unexpectedly summed up a set of mysterious kung fu. This kung fu has evolved through his continuous improvement, and finally developed to a shocking level. . "

Wang Heng paused for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and then said, "Originally, your martial arts skills are nothing. You have been hiding in the old springs of the mountains and forests all your life. No one knows it. At that time, the world suddenly was in chaos. The Dayan Dynasty collapsed, and the seal of the endless sea and the distant mountains also broke at the same time. The monsters poured out and disturbed the world. Coincidentally, the village where the martial soul was located at that time was also attacked by monsters. There were 108 people in the village. Except for the martial soul who went out to hunt, there was no living mouth left, and most of the bodies were incomplete.

"What do you think, what do you think when the martial arts soul comes back and sees the mutilated corpse, broken intestines, liver and lungs? Are you furious? No, he stood alone in the pile of corpses and said nothing for five days and five nights. When he raised his head, his black hair turned red, and even his eyes were as red as fire. Then, he went out of the mountain. The first thing was to find the emperor-level monsters of the endless sea and the distant mountains. It is said that he had transformed into a human-shaped purple. Dragon and Qingfeng, the two sides fought for ten days and ten nights. In the end, the martial arts soul bombarded the body of the two emperor-level monsters into slag, and the soul was also taken away and sealed by it. That is, the two treasures of the martial king who later moved the world - the beast of the soul seal of the sky axe and the moon-killing knife.

Wang Heng deliberately stopped at this time and wanted to see Wu Pengwei's reaction.

Wu Pengwei just sat quietly, looking ahead, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Wang Heng was anxious: "I said, four elders, don't you want to know what happened later?"

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "If you want to say it, just say it. If you don't want to say that I asked, you may not say it."

Wang Heng retreated, stroked his eyes and sighed, "I don't know how old you are this year. You are less than 15 years old, but you are like a 50-year-old man. I admire you."

At this time, the driver outside the carriage answered, "Your Highness, you continue to say that the little one still wants to hear it."

"Shut up your bird's mouth." Wang Heng cursed angrily, looked at Wu Pengwei, and said dejectedly, "Later, the world was in chaos. The emperor of the Dayan Dynasty gave him a city for the credit of martial arts soul refining. Because at this time, the martial arts soul had become famous all over the world and was respected as the 'King of Martial Arts' by the martial arts people in the world. Therefore, this city was also It's called 'Wuwang City'.

The people who listen to the play have no sense of substitution, and Wang Heng, who is talking about the play, is also unprepared. Originally, he had prepared a long paragraph, but in the end, when he saw Wu Pengwei's indifferent appearance, he ended up with seven or eight sentences.

How can these careful thoughts escape Wu Pengwei's eyes? He smiled and asked, "I heard that there is a martial arts mad star in his hand who participated in the 'Wu King Conference' this time. Is it something to do with the martial arts soul?"

Wang Heng was stunned for a moment and suddenly became interested again: "Of course, the origin is not only so simple. The martial arts mad star is the thirty-eighth generation grandson of martial arts soul. It is said that he has the crazy blood of martial arts soul in his body, and the eight beasts have also practiced three of them, and he is only 19 years old this year, and his strength has reached a terrible martial arts. The peak of the initial level of the soul is the popular candidate to win the championship in this conference.

"Crazy Blood?" Wu Pengwei raised his eyebrows.

"Hey hey, I don't know." It is rare to see Wu Pengwei move the color, and Wang Heng is also quite proud: "This crazy blood is a great thing. It is said that even if it is a martial artist, there are only two people with such blood in the thirty-eight generations. The manpower with this blood is infinite, and they are born to practice more than three attribute forces. Once they enter madness In the state, the power of qi and blood can be increased to 120 percent. It's awesome.

"How do you know so many allusions?" When Wu Pengwei saw Wang Heng's flying eyebrows, he finally asked. Forget the allusions of Wuwang City in front of him, but he had never heard of the 'Crazy Blood' in the back.

"Haha." Wang Heng was very proud and patted his chest and said, "I'm telling you, my ancestral family is a storyteller. My dead grandfather is a famous Mr. Quick Mouth. The world's gossip is hidden in our stomachs."

"Your Royal Highness, it turns out that you are always a source of learning." The driver outside the window patted another loud flattery.

Wang Heng suddenly laughed proudly.

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At night, deep, dark clouds covered the sky above Wuwang City, and there was no starlight.

In the mansion of King Wu, 50 miles east of the city, in a hall a kilometer away, the fire lingered, as bright as day.

An old man with white hair and vicissitudes was sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, reading the documents in front of him.

After a while, a young man with red hair strode in, knelt down less than ten meters in front of the old man and shouted, "Grandpa."

The old man raised his head and his face was wrinkled and mottled, like an old tree. He asked, "Mad Star, you have finished your homework tonight."

"Yes, Grandpa." The young man lowered his head and his voice was as dull as thunder.

"Very good." The old man nodded slightly and then asked, "You can have a look at the candidates for the martial arts competition I asked you to see."

"No, grandpa, except for Yan Fengjiao of 'Luo Tian School', Li Wuxin of 'Zhengqing Sect', Gui Shura of 'Mysterious Sect', Zen Qinglei of 'Silent Sect' and 'Crazy Knife Gate' Zero, the rest of the people are not worth paying attention of their grandchildren." The red-haired young man replied in a low voice.

"Nonsense!" The old man shouted angrily and shot Zhan Zhan Zhan's light in his eyes. "Know your self and know your enemy. There are nearly a hundred young masters who come to the competition this time. Do you think your strength can really be invincible in the world?"

"But Sun'er has entered the middle stage of the martial soul and is confident that he has no opponent among the young generation in the southern martial arts world." Red-haired young people are also stubborn.

"Hmm, the middle level of the martial soul." The white-haired old man sneered, "How can you compare the Tianyanzi of the 'Ghost Valley School' or the Miao Wu monk of the 'Killing Sect'? Among other things, have you compared Tang Qiushui, the "Wanliu Sect" of the largest faction in Jiangdong across the river? These three people have the strength of the junior martial arts master, let alone the outstanding children of the sealed demons and Meizu on the Fenglan mainland. A middle-level martial soul thinks that he can cross the youth martial arts world, and Yelang is arrogant and does not know self-respect!"

The red-haired young man lowered his head and his chest fluctuated sharply. After a while, he said, "Sun'er will surpass them sooner or later."

The white-haired old man was suddenly angry, but this grandson was famously stubborn, and there was nothing he could do for a while.

He stared at the red-haired young man for a long time, then sighed, brushed a thin piece of paper from the desk, and said, "Take it and see. This is a potential opponent for your analysis."

The red-haired young man raised his head, and a pair of red eyes were terrified. He took the paper, glanced at it, and immediately frowned and roughly swept to the last line. The last line of the paper wrote a small word - Wu Wei, fifteen years old, a disciple of the sunset sect, good at water skills, the high peak of warriors, and the rest Unknown.

"The fifteen-year-old little guy is just the peak of the warrior, and he is also the disciple of the declining sect of the Sunset Sect. What kind of storm can he turn over?" The red-haired young man curled his lips and threw the paper on the ground.

The white-haired old man suddenly became furious. He patted the bookcase and shouted, "Get out of here. Punish you to go to the wall of the forbidden martial arts room for four days. If you can't get in, get out!"

The red-haired young man got up and walked out.

"Come back!" The old man shouted angrily again, and the red-haired young man was stunned.

"Take this paper away for you. If you are not familiar with it, don't come out in your life."

A trace of anger swept through the red eyes of the red-haired young man, bent down to put the paper in his arms, and walked out of the hall angrily.