Rebuilding against the odds, starting from before my wife and daughter jumped off the building

Chapter 158 The Secret of the Far Side of the Moon



Chapter 158 The Secret of the Far Side of the Moon

"I came to Xuanjian Mountain today to do two things."

Zhang Jiuling said lightly:

"First, congratulations to the Jiangbei Martial Arts Association for adding three ninth-grade innate masters and four eighth-grade grandmasters. From now on, our Dragon Country will have seven more masters."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present looked at the eight people behind Zhang Jiuling.

They knew most of these people, but they had no impression of Lu Ping.

Especially seeing that Lu Ping is still a young man, who looks less than 30 years old, standing with a group of old men, he looks very abrupt, like a crane standing out among chickens.

Immediately, he attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, and everyone became more curious about him.

“Could he also be an eighth-grade Grandmaster?

"That's impossible. How old is he? How could he have the strength of an eighth rank?"

"If he can break through to the eighth level, I will eat shit live."

For a time, everyone was talking about it.

Some people are even more upset.

Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry. Some people suffer throughout their entire lives but cannot reach the level of a grandmaster, while Lu Ping has achieved such success at such a young age.

Who doesn’t envy, who doesn’t jealous?

"Master Zhang, does this young man also have the strength of an eighth-grade Grandmaster?"

Someone pointed at Lu Ping and couldn't help but ask.

If Lu Ping really has the strength of the eighth rank, he would be the youngest grandmaster in Dragon Country.

The future pillars of the Dragon Country and the proud children of the times.

"presumptuous!"

Zhang Jiuling swung his whisk and hit the man directly on the hand.

The opponent was directly knocked back dozens of meters by the powerful true qi and fell heavily to the ground.

"Mr. Lu is a contemporary god. How can a mere internal force warrior like you casually question him?"

"Everyone please be respectful. If anyone dares to be disrespectful to Mr. Lu, don't blame me for being rude to him."

"Yes!"

It was the first time that everyone saw Zhang Jiuling so angry.

For a moment, everyone lowered their heads, no longer daring to look down on Lu Ping.

After practicing Taoism for ten thousand years, Lu Ping was already accustomed to such occasions. He also knew that Zhang Jiuling intended to praise him in order to better protect these ignorant warriors.

But he doesn't care, and he won't treat them like a group of ants.

If this wasn't the homeland where he was born and raised, he would never have come to this so-called Xuanjian Mountain.

He would not choose to leave his immortal cultivation heritage on Xuanjian Mountain.

"Who of you will go up first?"

Lu Ping turned around and asked Guo Shanren, Wang Wu and others.

"I'll come first!"

Wang Wu was the first to step forward. He was the president of the Jiangbei City Martial Arts Association and the leader of this group of people, so naturally he had to take the lead.

Then, Wang Wu drew his sword, jumped forward, and gathered all the internal energy on the sword tip.

Whoosh whoosh!

The long sword is like a dragon, and the sword light flashes.

In less than a breath, Wang Wu's name suddenly appeared on Xuanjian Mountain.

Wang Wu, early ninth rank, president of Jiangbei City Martial Arts Association, left his name at Xuanjian Mountain in the summer of Jiachen year.

"Oh my god, President Wang is actually a ninth-grade innate expert?"

"I remember that he was a seventh-grade master a month ago. But in just one month, he broke through two realms and reached the ninth-grade innate realm?"

"Who can tell me what is going on?"

Everyone present was shocked by Wang Wu’s strength. They couldn’t understand why Wang Wu could break through two major realms within a month.

Next...

Wu Qian, early ninth rank, vice president of Jiangbei City Martial Arts Association, left his name at Xuanjian Mountain in the summer of Jiachen year.

Jin Fei, early ninth rank, vice president of Jiangbei City Martial Arts Association...

Mr. Guo Shan, early eighth rank, was from Jiangbei City. He left his name at Xuanjian Mountain in the summer of Jiachen year.

Soon, the three early ninth-grade masters headed by Wang Wu and the four eighth-grade grandmasters headed by Guo Shanren all fulfilled their wishes and left their names in Xuanjian Mountain.

As they finished leaving their names, everyone felt that the sword power and sword intent contained in Xuanjian Mountain became stronger.

The entire mountain seemed to be raised a little higher, majestic and magnificent.

Lu Ping looked up towards the moon with a playful smile on his face.

"Interesting. Huang Jianzhong is gathering the power of an entire country to build momentum for this sword. What on earth is on the moon?"

He could feel that Xuanjian Mountain was not just a heritage, the key was that it could integrate the power of all warriors to build up momentum for this sword.

If there are more than a thousand people leaving their names on Xuanjian Mountain, this sword intent, once unsheathed, will be enough to kill a Jindan realm expert in seconds.

If the number reaches 10,000, even an old monster at the Nascent Soul stage would have to retreat.

“The world is becoming more and more interesting!”

"Hide the sword in the mountains and wait for the right time to strike. So this is what it means."

Lu Ping turned to look at Zhang Jiuling and asked with a smile:

"Where is Senior Huang Jianzhong now? Don't try to fool me, I want the most accurate answer."

"hiss!"

Zhang Jiuling took a breath of cold air. The moment he met Lu Ping's eyes, he felt like he was facing a prehistoric beast. He didn't dare to hide anything.

"On the moon."

"Sure enough!"

Lu Ping understood what was going on. It was just as he had guessed.

Huang Jianzhong did not disappear for no reason, but went to a place where he was more needed.

"Twenty years ago, our country's scientists discovered human presence on the back of the moon. Through remote sensing, they all had power above the Divine Gate, and were planning to occupy the Blue Planet and turn it into a pig farm."

"In the past twenty years, we have established a guard post on the moon, named Guanghan City. It is guarded by twelve night watchmen and nine night watchmen in turn, and the guards are changed every six months. This June, it will be my turn to go to Guanghan City."

"Are you one of the Night's Watch?"

"Yes! Anyone who has reached the eighth-grade Grandmaster level and left his name in Xuanjian Mountain must go to Guanghan City. Of course, we go there more often. Senior Huang has never come down since he entered Guanghan City twenty years ago. He has been guarding the city with just one sword for twenty years."

After hearing Zhang Jiuling's accurate answer, Lu Ping admired this senior Huang Jianzhong even more.

A hundred years ago, in order to protect the Dragon Kingdom, he led his four disciples to take the initiative to participate in the war of resistance.

Now, in order to protect the blue planet, he is willing to live in anonymity on the moon for twenty years.

If it weren't for these unknown and fearless people, let alone Dragon Country, I'm afraid the entire Blue Planet would have been occupied by the Moon people.

"In that case, I will add another sword force to Dragon Country and this planet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ping raised his hand and the Qi Ling Pearl suddenly appeared.

Rumble!

In an instant, the entire Taibai Mountain seemed to be shaken by an earthquake.

Everyone present was shaken to the ground by the powerful tremor.

Even Zhang Jiuling couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"

Lu Ping did not answer Zhang Jiuling's question. He concentrated on controlling the Qi Ling Pearl to mobilize the earth veins and change the terrain.

The spiritual energy from all around Qinling Mountains gathered here, and all the earth veins were affected by the Awakening Spirit Pearl.

In an instant, a mountain rose from the ground.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, it was over a thousand meters high, echoing the Xuanjian Mountain in the distance.

One is a sword buried deep underground, while the other is pointing to the sky, with great momentum.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ping held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand and soared straight up.

Brush brush!

The sword light flashed and the sword intent flew across the sky.

Every time Lu Ping swung his sword, a sword mark would be left on the thousand-foot cliff.

Soon, a "sword" character that was a hundred meters long and wide suddenly appeared on the cliff.

Moreover, there is a row of small characters under the word "sword".

Written by Lu Qingfeng in the summer of Jiachen year.


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