Chuanwu Bookstore soon disappeared in the present world, and it was difficult to capture the shadows and returned to Fang Ark's mind.

However, the impact left by the magnificent and vast martial arts palace will definitely be difficult for all martial artists to subside in a short period of time.

Xie Gutang fell back to the top of the mountain. He looked at the ark that jumped down from the human emperor wall, with a soft smile on his face.

Of course, Xie Gutang was also thinking about what the martial arts palace he had seen before existed?

With his cultivation level, in a glance, he saw that there was not only one figure sitting cross-legged in the Chuanwu Hall, but several figures, each breath was extremely mysterious and powerful!

This shock and impact on his heart became stronger and stronger.

What is Chuanwu Palace...?

Who are those strong people?

Xie Gutang wanted to know very much, but he looked back at all the classics he had contacted and read, and never found any news related to Chuanwu Palace.

Therefore, Xie Gutang was a little confused.

He did not think that this martial arts palace was a thing left over from the era of the Human Emperor.

even……

Maybe it is a mystery earlier than the Human Emperor’s Age!

However, no matter what, for Xie Gutang, he can breathe a sigh of relief now.

As a wall guard, his mission was successfully completed. He could even leave the academy and choose to travel far, see all the fireworks and fireworks on earth, and enjoy the beautiful mountains and rivers on earth.

This is a state and feeling of shackles and freedom.

"Okay, the Human Emperor Wall has also been climbed, and you will definitely have a lot of human Emperor energy."

"But after leaving Yunlu Academy, it will be very difficult for you to accumulate the human emperor's energy again. Unless you create martial arts that can make the imperial energy echo, you can lock and pull the human emperor's energy between heaven and earth and improve your own cultivation."

"It is difficult to improve the level of martial arts. This is not a casual statement. The day someone achieves martial arts is the peak of his life. He has been seeking a breakthrough throughout his life, but he has never been able to create martial arts that can lock in the human emperor's energy, and finally stand still and end in vain."

Xie Gutang's white hair and beard blew in the wind.

He looked at Fang Ark, Cao Tiangang, and Nan Mingyu.

This is a rare genius who can be qualified to climb the Human Emperor Wall in this martial arts assessment.

Xie Gutang had expectations for them.

If the human race wants to rise and become stronger, it is not possible to rely solely on their old bones. It requires continuous replenishment and addition of new blood.

Therefore, they didn't want the three of them to stand still.

"When you have just become a martial artist and have just climbed the wall of the Human Emperor and received the baptism of the Human Emperor's spirit, this is the most critical time for you to create the foundation of martial arts."

"When you leave Yunlu Academy and stay away from the Human Emperor's Wall, the human Emperor's aura you gather will weaken. How much you can lock it depends on the martial arts you have created now."

"Of course, you can also choose the martial arts analyzed on Wubei Mountain. Those martial arts who have climbed the Human Emperor Wall in all dynasties are their foundational martial arts."

"You can lock in the human emperor's spirit by performing martial arts, but of course the effect is not as good as what you have learned by your own martial arts."

"If you create better martial arts, you can even replace the martial arts monuments they have left."

Xie Gutang said.

This is guiding Fang Ark and others' future martial arts practice path.

"The Lord of the Mansion doesn't want to see you!"

Teacher Su glared at him and wanted to close the door.

Zhao Yang grinned, grabbed the female teacher's shoulder, and turned over and pressed her on the door.

The rain fell from the sky, slapped the two of them and wet their clothes, but the sound of the rain was extremely quiet, leaving only the breath of the two of them squirting between the nasal cavity of each other.

"What are you doing!"

The female teacher Su Luoying's cheeks were slightly red, but she still glared like a female tiger.

She was still angry.

"Look at you, I have to take a good look, look up, look up, look left and right..."

Zhao Yang said shamelessly, ruining the atmosphere.

Su Luoying was so angry that she bent her legs and bumped into Zhao Yang's legs.

Zhao Yang was so scared that he hurriedly took a step back.

Su Luoying turned around and walked into the courtyard with a cold face: "The master of the mansion has picked up his little granddaughter and is playing with his little granddaughter in the courtyard. If you want to see the master of the mansion and see him, I don't want to take you!"

Su Luoying said, angrily "dengdeng" stepped on the ground hard, and her figure disappeared into the yard.

Zhao Yang leaned against the door and looked at Su Luoying's angrily disappearing back. The woman's posture was still as arrogant as when he was a child when he was pulled from his braid to make him cry.

Zhao Yang stood up straight, his face soft, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "I'm not afraid of not looking good, I won't be able to see it in the future."

Withdrew his gaze, Zhao Yang smashed his mouth and walked into the yard.

In the center of the yard, the banana tree still stands upright in the wind and rain, and the rain water gathers on the big leaves, waiting for the moment of pouring down.

In the yard, the children's excitement screams came.

Zhao Yang took off his hat and shook the raindrops on his blue shirt. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Li Peijia, who was wearing plain clothes and mostly white hair, lying on the ground to pretend to be a foal, sitting on his back.

That was the descendant of Li Peijia's dead son and Li Peijia's only granddaughter.

In the distance, there was a graceful woman sitting quietly on the chair, smiling at the scene.

Zhao Yang's footsteps seemed to attract the woman's attention. The woman sat on the chair and nodded slightly.

Zhao Yang bowed and returned the ceremony.

"Grandpa, charge!"

"Grandpa, look at the sword, let's kill together!"

The little girl was excited and screaming and her voice was hoarse. At home, she was sent by her mother to kindergarten every day to enlighten her, which was boring.

It is rare to come to my grandfather, so the little girl is naturally very happy.

The little girl held a wooden sword in her hand, which was made by Li Peijia for her granddaughter.

When the little girl saw Zhao Yang, her beautiful eyes lit up. She raised the wooden sword and waved it: "Uncle, look at the sword!"

Zhao Yang looked like he covered his chest and vomited blood at the right time, which made the little girl laugh and "clog".

After playing for a while, Li Peijia asked his daughter-in-law to take the girl to other rooms to rest.

Li Peijia washed his hands and brewed a cup of tea on his own.

“When will you set out?”

Li Peijia smiled.

Zhao Yang turned his head and looked at the endless rain. He seemed to see the vast parade and smiled and said, "Wait a minute."

Li Peijia nodded: "I'll wait for me to drink this cup of tea."

Zhao Yang waited quietly.

"I will hold Cao Man for you, but the royal family carries ancient martial arts after all, and there are several masters in the palace. The old eunuch around the emperor has unfathomable strength."

"You can do it yourself."

"Don't underestimate the people of the world."

Li Peijia said, and after saying that, he pushed a cup of tea to Zhao Yang with two fingers.

Zhao Yang drank tea and smiled: "Just stop Cao Man, be careful when you can't beat him, retreat, don't hold on."

"The little girl is so happy with you. Come back early to accompany her."

Li Peijia took a sip of fragrant tea and said, "Okay."

Zhao Yang stood up, stretched his waist, looked at Li Peijia, and asked with a smile: "By the way, Master Cao Man set up six gates in front of the Wuhuang Beating and sent six masters among the bloodline warriors to take charge. Only those who open six gates in a row can be qualified to climb the Wuhuang Beating."

"Master, are you sure to open the six gates and climb the Wu Emperor's Race?"

Li Peijia stood up and glanced at Zhao Yang.

"Xiao Zhao, please take care of yourself."

"I, Li Peijia, can you question it?"

"Even if you believe me!"

When Zhao Yang heard this, he couldn't help but drink all the tea in the cup in one gulp, as if he was drinking. He put the cup and laughed, took a step back, and bowed to the old man in sixties.

Then, the green shirt fluttered and turned around and walked out of the yard.

Crash.

The rain accumulated on the banana leaves poured down.

Qingyi wore a hat and a sword, and left the yard and the academy.

After Qingyi left.
To be continued...