Martial World's
154 - Qin Ziya
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'The 'heavenly Acacia Power' was ultimately a deviant and perverted cultivation method. Once one developed 'Heavenly Acacia Power', their aura would be filled with a twisted and immoral momentum. If a martial artist was enveloped in this matter, their mind would not be able to overcome endless illusions, and they would expose the ugliness of their heart.
But Lin Ming's martial arts heart was very pure and true. Not only that, but Lin Ming cultivated the extreme Yang 'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridians', so his true essence was extremely thick. The aura of his martial arts was like a hard bridge, not moving like a mountain. Because of this, this endless illusory ghost was only a joke to Lin Ming.
Ouyang Dihua's cultivation was only at the Pulse Condensation Period; even if he was at the Houtian realm, Lin Ming would still be able to withstand his aura!
That's why the current scene is like that. Despite how Ouyang Dihua exerted his aura, Lin Ming remained unimpressed and unmoved. This caused Ouyang Dihua to look nothing more than a stage clown!
When everyone present saw this scene, they were extremely shocked. While facing Ouyang Dihua's oppressive aura, Lin Ming did not seem to be the least bit affected by it!
This is too ridiculous! It was just a slap to the face!
Within the crowd, Bai Jingyun blankly looked towards Lin Ming's figure. He did not think that under such a terrifying pressure, Lin Ming could remain calm and composed as if he had a decent arrogance that looked down on everyone else.
To Lin Ming, Ouyang Dihua's oppressive aura was like a little spider web that was easily shaken.
Regardless of whether it was a moment ago when he faced Zhang Guanyu, or now, Lin Ming's aura was incomparably sharp. It was capable of destroying even an impenetrable defense; it was like a long spear that cut through all!
At that moment, Bai Jingyun's heartbeat accelerated with confusion.
He was calm and restrained like an immortal mountain.
But when the battle broke out, he was like the boundless end, mesmerizing the world!
Maybe .... just might .. he can win!
Thinking this, Bai Jingyun grabbed onto his collar, out of breath.
In the small and silent corner where he stood, no one noticed his expression. This included Murong Zi, who was quietly standing with his head drooping …
In the military field, the longer Lin Ming remained calm, the more Ouyang Dihua was discredited and completely embarrassed.
Some people just can't stand to keep watching. Just how will Ouyang Dihua end this game today?
For those of high status, what they consider most important is the face. And Lin Ming did not give him any face at all!
"Lin Ming is too abnormal. Still, I don't think it's wise for him to be so resistant to Ouyang Dihua's aura. He had to produce a little, and give Ouyang Dihua a chance to retreat. "Some people are muttering.
"Yield?" Murong Zi happened to hear. He sneered and coldly said, "If Lin Ming really produced the slightest bit, then he would not be able to withstand Ouyang Dihua's aura. Ouyang Dihua would not let Lin Ming leave so easily. He was going to make Lin Ming become like those idiots just a moment ago, with a drooling mouth, dull eyes, and act like some clown. It's no better than a pig. ”
The atmosphere became more intense. Since things had gotten to this point, he had long passed the chance of a peaceful resolution.
But at this moment, a boisterous laughter suddenly sounded in the air. This laughter was very rich; when one first heard it, it was still very far away, and in the next second it rang in everyone's ears.
Before anyone could react, a white-robed man appeared in front of the crowd, holding a long zither in his arms.
The man was tall and slender, with thick, bushy eyebrows. Standing there, he was cloaked in timeless elegance. Those who saw it could not help but feel a sense of admiration springing from their hearts.
The moment this person appeared, the pressing pressure Ouyang Dihua exuded suddenly scattered into the wind. Without a doubt, this person's strength was far greater than Ouyang Dihua's.
"Martial .. Martial House Master?"
Qin Xingxuan was shocked. He rarely saw the Master of the Seven Profound Martial Houses. His movements were erratic and he moved from one place to another. His strength is very deep. He had already been stalled at the limit of the Houtian peak for a very long time, and it was said that he had already taken half a step into the Xiantian realm!
Ouyang Dihua's mouth twitched as soon as he saw this man, who was holding a long zither, appearing, and he took advantage of this moment to draw out his area. The man holding this zither was the Master of the Seven Supreme Martial House, Qin Ziya.
Before Qin Ziya joined the Seven Profound Valleys, he was just a mere wandering musician. After which, he paid his respects and entered the Seven Profound Valley Sitar Faction. At that time, he was 20 years old.
Ever since Qin Ziya started cultivating martial arts at the age of 20, he had already missed a golden period for a martial artist to cultivate. Even so, as it happened, he managed to enter the Pulse Condensation Period unexpectedly at 31 years old, and then stepped into the Houtian realm at the age of 36. When he was 45 years old he had reached the peak of the Houtian realm.
Such a talented cultivation genius had shocked even the elders of the Seven Profound Valleys. However, it was a great loss that he had missed a golden age for a martial artist to cultivate. So even though Qin Ziya was reborn, he had encountered a huge obstacle when he tried to enter the Xiantian realm. Now, he traveled the world of his own accord, and also held the post of Seven Profound Martial House Master of Sky Fortune Kingdom. This was because he wanted to travel and find a breakthrough in his mind as well as in his zither skills.
Qin Ziya said this, smiling. His voice had a very strange fondness, as if people were listening to the spring breeze.
After being silent, Ouyang Dihua quietly said, "Because of the Martial House, Master Qin said so, I will naturally not pursue this matter. ”
Since Qin Ziya had personally appeared, Ouyang Dihua would definitely take this opportunity and show him some respect. Ouyang Dihua was also slightly amazed at Qin Ziya. Once Qin Ziya entered the Xiantian realm, he would also become an elder. With his talent in the zither art, his status should not be inferior to his uncle's.
"Little Brother Lin, this is for you. "Qin Ziya flicked her wrist. It was unclear how he moved, but a red Lingzhi the size of a baby's palm appeared in his hand.
With a wave of his hand, Blood Lingzhi flew towards Lin Ming as if it had some sort of intelligence.
Lingzhi Blood 500 years!
After Lin Ming caught Blood Lingzhi, he could feel a rich essence begin to flow into his hands. His heart was racing with excitement.
500-year-old Blood Lingzhi was extremely rare. Only the big sects knew the secret method to cultivate it, and their survival rate was also very low.
Most Blood Lingzhi reached the end of their lifespan at the age of 300 years. If the plant was not picked, then it would be useless. The 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi grew to the size of a sink, and was considered an incomparable miracle medicine in the mortal human world.
This kind of Blood Lingzhi was already extremely precious. Older Lingzhi blood would be much harder to find in the mortal world. There were only a few holy mountains rich in spiritual essence that the biggest sects could see.
When Blood Lingzhi reached the age of 300 years, its essence would begin to suppress, and it would gradually decrease in size. The 400-year-old Blood Lingzhi was the size of a spoon, but the 500-year-old Blood Lingzhi was only the size of a baby's palm.
Although Blood Lingzhi was smaller, what was concentrated was actually the essence of its enrichment. This Blood Lingzhi was able to augment one's flesh and body, causing the vitality of a martial artist to be extremely light, and also increasing one's strength.
The 500-year-old Blood Lingzhi was an incredible medicine that martial artists yearned for in each of their dreams.
When those present saw the faint fragrance emitted by the red Blood Lingzhi, their hearts moved. Some people even gulped; this kind of miraculous medicine could not be bought with money.
Previously, Elder Wang had passed down the decree to Lin Ming. There are 4 promised gifts. They were the Extremely Heavy Soft Spear, the 500-year-old Blood Lingzhi, the Blue Miracle Pill, and the Ichor Spiritual Body. Although these rewards were very impressive, no one really believed that Lin Ming might be able to obtain them But now, Lin Ming had obtained more than one. As for the rest, it was not an extreme impossibility that he could take it as well.
This made those present feel jealous yet helpless. Lin Ming's strength was already displayed before their eyes; there were no words they could utter.
Lin Ming held Blood Lingzhi in both hands and respectfully bowed to Qin Ziya. He said, “Thank you, Host Martial. ”
“Haha, don't thank me. This Lingzhi is not mine, but from the Seven Profound Valleys being a gift given to talented disciples. Since you passed the exam that I set for you, then you have obtained this Blood Lingzhi. ”
Lin Ming placed Blood Lingzhi within the spatial ring and he also put away the Devilfire Thunderbolt Beadfire that he had taken. He had no intention of giving this bead back to Ouyang Dihua. He guessed that Ouyang Dihua would not oppose him because of this, and moreover, Ouyang Dihua was unwilling to admit that he gave this bead to Zhang Guanyu.
As Ouyang Dihua saw Lin Ming's movements, his complexion became increasingly gloomy. 'Lin Ming, Lin Ming, since you crave the Thunderbolt Devilfire Bead so much, then you should use it well. I'll wait for the day when you casually experiment with it and then kill yourself in a blast! '
Due to the duel between Zhang Guanyu and Lin Ming, the original actions of the grand banquet had already completely lost their meaning. And now, with the appearance of the Master of the Seven Supreme Martial House, Qin Ziya, the atmosphere had reached his.
As far as martial artists were concerned, to meet the Seven Profound Martial House Master was akin to an ordinary meeting of emperors. He had the highest authority, and his strength far exceeded anyone in the Sky Fortune Kingdom. Even if it was a famous Houtian master like Muyi or Wang Xuanji, in the presence of Qin Ziya, they were not even worth mentioning.
Ouyang Dihua was not interested in staying any longer. He patiently controlled his emotions and said a few polite words to Qin Ziya, then flicked his sleeve and stormed away.
Qin Ziya had no intention of staying either. After all, he was a figure who liked to fly with the wind. After he drank a few cups of tea, he also left.
From this grand banquet, although the original purpose had been completely washed away, most of the guests were still in high spirits. They had witnessed all kinds of battles; it could be said that the night had reached for the sake of , and they were fully satisfied.
Of course, there were also people who were in a grim mood, such as the Tenth Prince, Yang Zhen. He had never imagined that Zhang Guanyu would suffer a crushing defeat by Lin Ming, and even his hands turned into mush.
Zhang Guanyu wanted to cripple Lin Ming, and the result was that he became partially disabled. The Tenth Prince had just found an ally, but now the ally was done. Also, Zhang Guanyu was the one who connected him with Ouyang Dihua. Without Zhang Guanyu, it was uncertain that Ouyang Dihua would continue to support him.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhen felt nothing but bitterness.
Lin Ming was only a mortal enemy of his life.
Of course, there was one gift that was in a much gloomier mood. This was the Head of the Allied Family Association of the Zhang Family, Zhang Fengxian.
When Zhang Guanyu was taken away, Zhang Fengxian felt as if the raging blood in his heart was rolling. He was immediately filled with terrifying killing intent, and wanted to tear Lin Ming to pieces. But his personality was different from Zhang Guanyu's. He was at the helm of the Allied Trade Association so he had to maintain his reason and composure. He knew that at this moment he could not deal with Lin Ming! If he were to be too hasty, then it was really his Allied Trade Association that would suffer.
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