Chapter 375: My heart believes it, but my nose doesn’t
The information I see with my eyes is very concise.
That figure was exactly the shadow of Dongjun.
He is fighting against the root demon.
Qi Yuan's eyes also told him that if the Root Demon crossed Dongjun, the Land of Origin, the Mountain and Sea Scroll, and the Land of End would all become the Root Demon Paradise in an instant.
So, Dongjun is indeed fighting against the catastrophe and saving the world.
The martial master on the field looked at Dongjun's shadow with a sad expression.
“In the Land of Origin, perhaps only a few hundred thousand years have passed, but in... the Land of Disaster, Dongjun has been fighting against the catastrophe alone for a full million years.” The voice of the Black Deer Martial Lord was bleak and full of helplessness.
"The world has been restarted so many times and has always failed. This time is the last chance. We must revive Dong Jun's Taoist partner and support Dong Jun!"
"Dong Jun has been isolated and helpless for millions of years!"
The expressions of these martial masters were moved, and various emotions were revealed in their eyes.
Qi Yuan said calmly, "It's hard for Dongjun. He probably hasn't taken a bath for millions of years. If I see him, I will give him a bucket of bath water."
“…”
The martial masters present were speechless.
However, after spending some time together, they have gradually come to understand some of Qi Yuan's personality and thinking patterns.
For a martial arts fanatic, this is normal.
If he wasn't stupid, how could he become a martial god!
"Lord, the Wall of Dongjun will be closed soon. If you have any questions, please ask the Wall of Dongjun quickly!" Lord Black Deer reminded at this time.
"Okay." Qi Yuan nodded, looked at the Wall of Dongjun, and asked politely, "Excuse me, do you know the Spirit Realm Martial Lord?"
On the wall of Dongjun, blood spread.
Everyone stared at the wall.
An elegant voice sounded, like the sound of nature.
"The Spirit Realm Martial Lord is the leader of all Martial Lords. If you challenge all Martial Lords in the world and win, you can become the Spirit Realm Martial Lord."
"So simple?" Qi Yuan was surprised.
He touched his nose and it didn't grow longer.
This shows that what Dongjun said is true.
Qi Yuan glanced at the martial masters present. Doesn't it mean that as long as he defeated these martial masters, he could complete the task and become a martial master in the spiritual realm?
"How to become the God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts?" Qi Yuan asked again.
The realm of the God of War is above that of the Lord of War.
The God of War of Ten Thousand Daos is somewhat different from the God of War.
“If you can transform yourself into the Dao of all Daos and become the Dao of heaven and earth in this world, you can become the Martial God of All Daos.
However, once it becomes the way of heaven and earth in this world, if heaven and earth are destroyed, the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God will also fall from the realm of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God.
There can only be one Martial God of Ten Thousand Daos in a world."
Dongjun Wall said again.
Qi Yuan sensed something and found that his nose indeed did not grow longer.
This means that Dongjun Wall did not deceive him.
"Are there ten thousand martial gods in this world?" Qi Yuan asked again.
He wanted to become the God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts. If there was such a thing in this world, wouldn't that mean he had to fight for it? "Never." In the Wall of Dongjun, Dongjun's voice was elegant.
This was not Dongjun's real body answering, nor even his clone, it was just a mechanical answer, just like a person asking intelligent Ai, and it answered instinctively.
Qi Yuan was in a good mood after getting all the answers.
Suddenly, he thought of something and spoke softly.
"What is the biggest obstacle for me to become the God of All Paths?"
Since Dongjun Wall is so powerful, shouldn't we get more benefits and ask more questions? "It's you. The most difficult thing in the realm of the Ten Thousand Daos Martial God is to transform into the Ten Thousand Daos. This requires a deep understanding of the Ten Thousand Daos in this world. It is difficult for ordinary martial masters to do this in their entire lives."
The voice is as elegant as ever.
Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes at this time, his expression still calm: "Really?"
Now he feels quite interesting.
Because he believed what Dongjun said at the first moment, and he also felt it was very reasonable.
But...his nose has grown longer.
This feeling right now is really weird.
It's like there is a person who has superpowers and can accurately judge the right and wrong of addition and subtraction within ten.
As a result, the superpower made a wrong judgment on "1+1=2".
Qi Yuan has this feeling now.
Dongjun's words were deeply rooted in his heart and he believed them to be true, but his nose told him that they were false.
"The Wall of East God will not lie to anyone. He will only tell others the information he already knows." The voice of the Wall of East God was still elegant.
Qi Yuan smiled and said, "My brain tells me that I have to believe you, but my nose says that you are lying."
At this time, Black Deer Martial Master said: "Dong Jun would never lie, what he said must be true!"
"Yes, it must be true!" said a titled martial lord.
“It’s true!”
The other martial masters spoke one after another.
Obviously, these nearly ten thousand martial masters all believed that what Dongjun said was true.
At this time, Qi Yuan thought of something and said softly, "Shenlei Laodeng, do you think what he said is true or false?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of Thunder God Lao Deng appeared on the top of the tower.
He was dressed in a purple robe that was covered in thunder and exuded a deep and vast aura.
Upon seeing the divine thunder, the martial masters present fell silent for a moment, all feeling endless pressure.
Could this be... another Heavenly Lord? The way they looked at Qi Yuan changed again.
Especially Shen Lei looked at Qi Yuan with a respectful expression, as if he were a subordinate.
"What he said... is true." Lightning Master Lao Deng replied, his voice like thunder.
When Qi Yuan heard this, his expression remained calm.
Shenlei Laodeng is not one of these martial masters, nor is he a fanatical follower of Dongjun.
He would believe whatever Dongjun said at the first moment.
Of course, Qi Yuan himself believed it, but his nose didn't believe it.
"Dongjun, where are you from and what kind of race are the Holy Light Clan?" Qi Yuan asked again.
At this time, there was a moment of silence in the Wall of Dongjun.
The Black Deer Martial Master quickly said, "The energy is insufficient. The Dongjun Wall has fallen into silence and cannot answer questions."
Qi Yuan was a little disappointed when he heard this: "Alas, I was going to ask him if he is in love."
The Black Deer Martial Master said at this time: "Tianzun, if you want to become a martial arts god, you must help Dongjun.
Otherwise, if the catastrophe destroys the world, you will not be able to transform into the Ten Thousand Daos and become the Ten Thousand Daos Martial God of this world!"
Lord Black Deer also understood that Qi Yuan wanted to become the Lord of the Spiritual Dao and the God of All Daos.
It is easy to be a spiritual martial master, but it is difficult to be a ten thousand martial god.
If you want to become the God of All Martial Arts, you must protect the world.
That's why he used this incident to pull Qi Yuan into his camp.
After all, Qi Yuan is a Heavenly Lord, and he has other mysterious Heavenly Lords under him.
"Don't worry, I'm a good person and I will save the world!" Qi Yuan agreed.
Upon seeing this, Lord Black Deer breathed a sigh of relief.
…
The ancestral blood washed over his body, and Mu Yan opened his eyes, with a sharp look in his eyes.
"I am finally a martial master!"
At this moment, he was full of vigor and vitality, and his eyes seemed able to split a mountain in half.
Only after he entered the realm of Martial Lord did he see the blue sky through the dark clouds and understand how weak the realm of Martial King was.
"Mu Yan, you are finally the Martial Master, come out quickly, you are the only one missing!"
Mu Yan’s ancestor, a great martial arts master, walked in with admiration in his eyes.
"Greetings, the ancestor!" After entering the realm of Martial Lord, Mu Yan knew that he had become very strong, but he also understood more clearly how big the gap was between one Martial Lord and another.
One martial arts orifice almost doubles the difference.
"I wonder why the ancestor came here?" Mu Yan had a curious look in his eyes.
"It's like this, there is a Tianzun who wants to become a martial arts master of the spiritual way, and needs to challenge the martial arts master."
"Ah?" Mu Yan was a little confused.
What is Tianzun? But from what the ancestor said, this is asking him to fight a martial master? "I will do my best!" Mu Yan said hurriedly.
"Hehe, whatever you want." The Great Martial Lord smiled.
Following the Great Martial Lord, Mu Yan was actually very curious: "Ancestor, is my opponent strong? Should I... let him win?"
"Just do your best." The Great Martial Lord said casually, "By the way, don't provoke or curse."
"Yes, sir." Even though he was confused, Mu Yan still agreed.
Following the Great Martial Lord, the two walked out of the tower.
Mu Yan kept his head down, and soon he saw some familiar faces.
They all participated in the battle for ancestral blood, and now they have become martial masters.
Those people looked at Mu Yan with envy in their eyes.
Mu Yan became more and more confused because there were more and more martial masters here.
It can even be said that they are so densely packed that no one knows how many there are.
"Ancestor... why are there so many martial masters?" Mu Yan asked carefully, and was very excited at the same time.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Because he seemed to sense several particularly powerful auras.
That seems to be... the titled Martial Lord.
He is the legendary titled Martial Lord, the being standing at the pinnacle of this world.
"They are all here to participate in the battle." said the Great Martial Lord.
Mu Yan was even more confused. Could it be that...
Is this similar to a martial arts tournament in the human world?
Are all the participants martial masters?
At this moment, suddenly, a voice sounded beside Mu Yan's ears: "As expected, he is the person I favored. He came last."
A man in a blood-red robe appeared. He stood beside Mu Yan with a calm expression.
When Mu Yan saw the person coming, he was surprised: "Qi...Qi Yuan, why are you here?"
He was pleasantly surprised to see Qi Yuan here.
Since Qi Yuan can appear here, it means that the ancestor has helped Qi Yuan settle the matter.
"I'm here to challenge... you, and..."
"Challenge me? Could it be that you have entered the realm of Martial Lord?" Mu Yan was even more happy for Qi Yuan.
Unexpectedly, Qi Yuan had another adventure.
"Hehe, don't worry, I won't hit you too hard, and I won't let you lose too badly." Mu Yan said happily.
Qi Yuan smiled and said, "Lose? I won't lose!"
"Hmph, I am no match for you on the Black Sea, but after three days of absence, one should look at me with new eyes. I am no longer the same person I was before!" Mu Yan said happily.
"Okay, no more nonsense, I have to complete the task and become the martial master of the spiritual realm!" Qi Yuan said calmly.
"Where is the arena?" Mu Yan was eager to try.
"Why do we need an arena?" Qi Yuan asked, his voice rising at this moment, and he also flew out of the tower at this moment.
Seeing this scene, Mu Yan's heart suddenly tightened and seemed to jump to his throat.
This is because all the martial masters are now gathered on the high platform.
No one flew into the sky, even the titled Martial Lord stood on the ground. Although it was unclear why, the other Martial Lords certainly did not dare to fly into the sky.
And Qi Yuan flying into the sky, isn't this disrespectful to other martial masters? At this time, Qi Yuan flew to the sky, his blood-red robe fluttering in the wind, standing in the void, like a banished immortal.
"Are all the martial masters of the Land of Origin...all here?" Qi Yuan spoke, his voice loud and clear, reaching the entire tower.
On the high tower, the new martial masters who had had interactions with Qi Yuan in the original stronghold and in the mountain and sea scroll were all shocked and looked at Qi Yuan in surprise.
At this moment, dozens of titled martial masters stepped forward with respectful expressions on their faces: "Reporting to the Heavenly Lord, all martial masters are here!"
The tens of thousands of other martial lords all bowed in greeting, just like mortals facing a king.
"Reporting to the Lord, we are all here!"
Mu Yan was completely stunned when he saw this scene.
Because his ancestor was also paying homage to Qi Yuan, just like a eunuch paying homage to the monarch.
"What's going on?" Mu Yan was puzzled.
"To become a Spirit Realm Martial Lord, it's very simple, all you have to do is defeat all the Martial Lords in the world.
So, attack together, don't worry, I will be gentle and won't hurt you!"
Qi Yuan has always been civilized and set a new trend.
He is not like the old man from the upper realm who is not cautious.
In the next world, in order to show how powerful he was, he killed many of his little demons.
He even treats his own demon like this, not to mention ordinary people. He must be killing innocent people.
"My Lord, I am sorry!"
"I'm sorry!"
All the martial masters roared at this moment, their voices like waves.
Mu Yan had a bewildered look on his face, feeling both doubtful and anxious.
So many people attacked Qi Yuan.
"Ancestor, shall we fight Qi Yuan together?"
"Call him Tianzun!" the Great Martial Lord ordered hurriedly.
"He...what if he dies?"
Although, Mu Yan knew that Qi Yuan might not be as simple as he seemed and should be very powerful.
But no matter how powerful he is, he is facing nearly ten thousand martial masters.
This is also a suicide mission.
"Humph, you dare to dream of killing Tianzun?
Some time ago, Tianzun swallowed a sun."
"What? Swallowed the sun?" Mu Yan widened his eyes.
"Fight!" At this time, Qi Yuan's voice sounded again.
Endless attacks swept across and rushed towards the sky.
However, these attacks were like drizzle.
Qi Yuan closed his eyes, did not resist, and allowed any attack to fall on his body.
Because this is also an opportunity to comprehend all the truths.
…
Spring goes and autumn comes.
Suddenly the two emperors appeared, crossing the Black Sea.
The military leaders of ASEAN were not surprised by the sudden appearance of the two emperors.
At this time, on Gongxing, on the martial arts competition arena.
Qi Yuan looked at the old man in front of him with a calm expression: "Old man, this is my last time to participate in the martial arts competition. In the next one, you will be able to realize your dream and win the championship."
The martial arts tournament is still going on.
Although, everyone on the star knows that the person who swallowed the star alive is the champion.
They really want to attend the martial arts tournament and meet Qi Yuan.
But no one dared.
No one dared to disrupt Qi Yuan's life trajectory.
What if participating in martial arts tournaments and beating up old men is that Heavenly Master’s hobby?
So, the martial arts tournament was still the same as before, with no spectators on site.
There are viewers, but only in the live broadcast room.
The audience watching this live broadcast room are of extremely high quality.
This live broadcast room is also very special. No bad words can be typed in it, and only "positive" comments can be sent out.
The white-haired old man looked a little dazed when he heard Qi Yuan's words: "Master, you are not going to participate?"
For so many years, he has always been defeated by Qi Yuan.
At first, he was indeed very unconvinced.
Later... I saw Qi Yuan swallowing stars.
Yeah, I'm convinced.
He is nearly a hundred years old, so it's normal for him to be defeated by someone who eats stars alive, right?
"Yes, it's over." Qi Yuan looked at the empty auditorium, feeling a little empty in his heart.
The game...is almost over.
(End of this chapter)