MTL - Super Dimensional Martial Immortal-Chapter 14 solitary

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   Chapter 14 I am the only one

   The deep words seemed to contain endless power, Zhao Yinshun's breath stagnated, and it took a long time before he could not help but raise the corner of his mouth.

   It's not like what Teacher He can say...

   "Hehe, this is what Master taught me."

   Sure enough!

   laughed and shook his head, the confusion in Zhao Yinshun's eyes was swept away, replaced by a deep calm like an ancient well.

   What if the other paths have the ninth-order rank, is to let oneself go to Taoism? Or a Buddha? Or teaching and educating people? Get involved in officialdom?

   I have wronged my heart, so what's the point of living?

   Besides... there is no road ahead, can't I make a way? !

  Others can achieve the 9th rank, why can't I? !

  In a trance, Zhao Yinshun seemed to have understood something, his mind was light, his heart was clear, and a deep joy filled inexplicably.

  Yes, I practice martial arts, for nothing else, just for the understanding of thoughts, and I am the only one!

  …………

  !

  The gate of the Martial Arts Academy was kicked open, and a thin and thin figure walked in with a sweet and sweet wind.

   "Master, you are finally back!"

   He Yubo sensed the familiar aura and was ecstatic, and greeted him immediately.

  pop~

   The dry palm grabbed his wrist and dragged him inside.

   "Is what you said in your letter true? Is that kid Zhao Yinshun really that good?"

   "It is absolutely true, the disciple dare not make a false statement."

   "He really touched the extreme wall of [Min]?"

"Yes."

   "Have he really practiced basic swordsmanship to a small level and eagle claw skills to a small level within ten months?"

"Yes!"

   "Where is he now?"

   "Retreat in the library."

   "He didn't take a martial arts class?"

   The old man frowned, but he quickly reacted and nodded thoughtfully.

   "Yes, with his current strength, taking a big class is a waste of time."

   "Yes Master, now I personally guide him every day."

   He Yubo smiled and asked for credit, his eyes narrowed with laughter.

   In addition to him, there are seven or eight teachers in the entire martial arts institute, teaching different subjects.

   But Zhao Yinshun taught all martial arts practices one-on-one except for general education courses, and he did not leave the hands of others at all.

   Hearing the words, the old man nodded in satisfaction and threw him back.

   "I hunted a hundred-year-old python, you go and drag it in and give it to Sixth Aunt to cook it!"

   "Python Jiao?"

   He Yubo's eyes lit up and his tongue was full of saliva.

   seemed to sense his bold idea, and the old man squinted.

   "That's what Lao Tzu gave Xiao Shun's body. If you dare to move Lao Tzu, you will break your leg!"

   An enthusiastic smile instantly froze on his face, and He Yubo looked at his master in disbelief.

   So love goes away, doesn't it?

   didn't care about the disciple's resentful eyes at all, the old man restrained his momentum and walked to the backyard library lightly.

   At this time, the other students were still in class, and the whole backyard was quiet. The old man saw a young man sitting by the window from a distance, concentrating on reading something, frowning slightly.

   did not disturb his self-study, the old man stopped and looked at him from a distance, observing secretly.

On the other end of   , Zhao Yinshun, who was studying the map of Damin, closed his eyes in pain, and used a lot of strength to resist the urge to curse his mother.

   This map is too abstract!

   There are no contour lines, no latitude and longitude, and the mountains and rivers grow extremely arbitrarily. If you really want to follow its proportions, a river can’t wait to be hundreds of kilometers wide.

  The coastline is even more difficult to see. Except for the general outline, you can refer to the specific details.

   What makes Zhao Yinshun dig his head is the written record, what empire has come out in millions of miles, and the key is contradictory, and there are countless exaggerated descriptions.

  Forget it, go to [Shengjinlian] when you have time to see if there is a world map of science points.

   Those Thai and Westerners can cross the ocean to Damin, at least the chart should be more reliable.

   Putting down the map in his hand, Zhao Yinshun picked up a copy of the general history of Damin next to him.

   Compared with freewheeling maps, history books are more rigorous.

  Through this period of research, Zhao Yinshun finally has a certain understanding of the general outline of the world.

   First of all, he can be 100% sure that he is definitely not on earth.

  Because the ocean and land area of ​​this planet is far larger than the earth, conservative estimates are more than 4 or 5 times.

   It stands to reason that the gravity of such a huge planet should also increase, and creatures will evolve in a flattening direction to offset the negative effects of gravity.

   But for some reason, Zhao Yinshun felt that the gravitational constant of this planet should be similar to that of the earth.

   What makes him even more puzzled is that the history of this planet can be subtly matched with the history of the earth in many places, but the time line has been stretched many times!

   They also have God, also have Caesar, also have Qin Shihuang, and also have Sakyamuni...

  More details are extra magical!

   Not to mention all kinds of monsters, ghosts, and monsters, Qin Shihuang’s 9th-order holy position is full of slots.

  You are all sanctified and find a hammer elixir!

   And the cause of Qin Shihuang's death in history is also full of doubts. It stands to reason that there is no problem with the ninth-order saints living for hundreds of years, and it is not impossible for them to live for thousands of years.

   But Qin Shihuang died suddenly more than ten years after being ordained a saint, and the Daqin Empire also fell apart.

   If he was just a fake saint, it would be fine, but the [Emperor] he handed down was a genuine 9th-order saint!

   The emperors of later generations can speak the constitution of heaven and follow the law simply by inheriting his personality.

   At its peak, it was even more coercive to the world. Even the saints of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism had to compromise, and even shouted [Under the world, could it be the king's land. To lead the shore of the soil, could it be that the king's official] such a rhetoric!

   What is even more frightening is that the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have recognized it!

   From this, you can see how terrifying the power of the peak ninth-order [Emperor] is.

   However, it is such a terrifying class, and it has been smashed to pieces several times in history. When it is strong, it is like a god, and when it is weak, it is as brittle as a piece of paper.

   For example, the Emperor Damin in the past ten years is the decay of a pair of pills.

  Thinking of this, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but sighed deeply.

  My luck was really bad. Instead of traveling to the heyday of the dynasty, I caught up with the troubled eve of internal and external troubles.

   The key is that this turbulent era may be the most tragic and longest period in history.

  Compared with the earth, it is equivalent to the dimensionality reduction blow to the Qing Dynasty after the Western Industrial Revolution.

   Destroy you, what does it have to do with you?

   However, this world has extraordinary power, and the advantages of machinery may not be as great as that on Earth, maybe Damin can still struggle.

   If you really can’t win, at least you have to bravely declare war on the world, and you will die with more dignity!

   Rubbing his chin, Zhao Yinshun suddenly grinned at himself, amused by the thoughts in his mind.

  What kind of behavior is Cixi on this horse...

   (end of this chapter)