Chapter 1 The Dragon King Armor

As soon as he spoke, the others' eyes narrowed.

Everyone knew that the Dragon King Armor had fallen into the hands of Wang Quan Dao Ren. Compared to others, the people present knew the power of the Heavenly Human Divine Weapon even better.

To be able to forcefully suppress the almost-recovered Dragon King Armor, the strength of Wang Quan Dao Ren naturally needed no further explanation.

"What if he refines the Dragon King Armor?"

Cang Liu, the yellow-clothed youth with a longbow on his back, asked with a solemn expression.

In the past, no one would have thought that someone other than a Weapon Master could refine a Heavenly Human Divine Weapon, but after the battle of Fengdu Royal City, some people had already guessed what the Da Feng Dynasty had done.

Since Da Feng dared to try and might even succeed, Wang Quan Dao Ren might be able to completely refine the Dragon King Armor based on Da Feng's foundation.

"His divine veins have already formed, and his foundation cannot be changed. Even if he refines the Dragon King Armor, he cannot become a Weapon Master."

Wu Lingcheng's eyes were dark as he said, "We are only going to offer birthday greetings, not to cause trouble. Besides, we are not without the power to fight back."

His voice was neither high nor low, but the expressions of the others changed upon hearing this.

Sun En's pupils shrank as he looked at Wu Lingcheng and said, word by word, "The Flame Sun Seven Kill Ruler, has it recovered?"

Wu Lingcheng did not answer, but instead smiled and said, "He is old, and we are young. The future is destined for us to dominate the world. Why rush?"

As he spoke, he looked at Sun En and said, "In short, we have no malice this time. Whether you believe it or not, Brother Sun, that is the truth."

"That's right!"

Yuan Xingyi shook his long spear, looking at the distant mountains: "First there was Pang Wan Yang, who dominated the world for forty years, and then there is Wang Quan Dao Ren, who dominates the world. Since we missed Pang Wan Yang, we must see Wang Quan Dao Ren!"

"This is the handover of the old and the new. The future number one in the world will only be among us!"

Shao Hua Cen's green dress fluttered, and she gently brushed her hair behind her ear, smiling softly: "As juniors, witnessing the glory of our predecessors is also what we should do."

........

Under the golden sunshine, Wang Quan Mountain was bustling with activity. Disciples were busy up and down the mountain, welcoming guests, and everything was filled with joy.

Although An Qisheng had no intention of celebrating his birthday, Jiang Tingting, Zhang Hao Hao, Yan Kaiyu, Liu Ming, and others insisted on doing so, so he let them do as they pleased.

On this day, it was just past noon.

An Qisheng was sitting cross-legged on the back mountain, overlooking the sea of clouds.

The clouds were still the same clouds, and the sky was still the same sky. However, the familiar scenery was different in his eyes every day. Each time he looked at it, it brought him a different feeling.

The heart observes all things. When the heart is烦躁 [fán zào] (agitated), one is disgusted by what one sees. When the heart is happy, one is pleased by what one sees.

The Dao is in the mountains and rivers, and the Dao is in the heart. When the heart reflects the mountains and rivers, the mountains and rivers enter the heart.

This is not only martial arts cultivation, but also spiritual cultivation, and even more so, mind cultivation.

"Master, why are you still here?"

Before she arrived, her voice came first. Jiang Tingting rushed over and grabbed An Qisheng's arm.

It had been eight years since she came to Jiu Fu Realm. The little girl who used to cry with a runny nose had now grown into a graceful young woman. Although she was not a peerless beauty, she practiced martial arts all year round and was full of youthful energy.

In these few years, except for accepting Liu Ming as his disciple after he couldn't resist his repeated requests, he had not taken in any new disciples.

Among the disciples, Jiang Tingting was the most dependent on him.

"Tingting, your temperament is too impetuous. The last reincarnation failed to temper your temperament."

An Qisheng let his disciple shake his arm, smiled, and poked her forehead: "It seems that next time, I will have to temper your temperament properly."

As his martial arts became more and more refined, he had come to understand all the factors that determined a person's achievements: bone structure, luck, temperament, comprehension, and even others.

The reason why Heavenly Human Divine Weapons chose their masters was not because they were looking for the most talented people in the world, but because they were looking for people who were most compatible with their own Dao.

Because bone structure can be changed, luck can be gathered, temperament can be tempered, and martial arts can be practiced.

The only thing that cannot be changed is being dissimilar to oneself.

The Dao has convergence. If the Dao is different, cultivation is no different from heading south by driving the chariot north.

Cultivation in the Jiu Fu Realm initially involves training the bones, tendons, skin, flesh, internal organs, and marrow. When the blood exchange is completed, the Dao is the same. Ten thousand people cultivate in the same way. However, when condensing true qi, one must choose.

If one cultivates a true qi technique that does not match oneself, the true qi produced will inevitably be incompatible with oneself. Often, one has to exert ten times the effort to achieve the effect of one point of effort from others.

The choice of the Great and Small Circulatory Meridian network, the difference in martial arts spirituality, the forging of divine weapons, and so on, will all be affected.

Therefore, the emergence of divine-veined experts throughout the generations in the Jiu Fu Realm, in addition to their own talent and comprehension, also involves luck.

In the words of a person from Xuan Xing, the choice of path is more important than effort.

Therefore, there are many legends in the martial world of a great sect suddenly having a 'genius' appear when it is close to decline, who then leads the sect back to its heyday.

That 'genius' may not be a genius at all, but may simply be extremely compatible with the martial arts of his predecessors.

However, not every sect has this kind of luck. More often, they disappear into the long river of history.

An Qisheng was trying another method.

Giving his disciples more possibilities, teaching them according to their aptitude, rather than simply copying his own martial arts and passing them on to them.

"Let the senior and junior brothers go."

Hearing about reincarnation, Jiang Tingting shuddered and quickly declined: "This disciple has not yet digested the experience of the last reincarnation..."

Reincarnation was certainly rare, but it was too tormenting. Although she knew the benefits, she didn't want to go back in again as soon as she came out.

"Your Kaiyu junior brother has begged several times, but you are just lazy."

An Qisheng shook his head and smiled.

In the current world, the only one who could pull others into reincarnation with his divine will besides him was King Chariot.

However, King Chariot was limited by the world and lacked vision. He only cast a Buddha country and could use many fantasies to erase the memories of others, but he could not reach his level.

Besides Jiang Tingting, no one dared to say they disliked it.

However, too much is as bad as too little. Experience must be appropriate. Too much will damage the disciples' original wisdom, which would not be good.

"Master, people from other sects have already arrived. You have to go out."

Jiang Tingting changed the subject: "Uncle Yan from the Great Dragon Gate is probably almost here..."

"You."

An Qisheng did not expose his disciple's little thoughts and walked towards the front mountain.

He naturally did not have to greet anyone, but as the host, he always had to show his face.

After all, some people seemed to want to see him very much.

.......

There were many people on Wang Quan Mountain.

Although Wang Quan Dao had only been established for a few years, An Qisheng's reputation as the number one in the world was too great. Not to mention the top sects such as the Great Dragon Gate, Royal Awakening Temple, Baiyue Villa, and True Gang Dao, even the many small and medium-sized sects in Feng Prefecture and even the nearby great states came one after another.

In Feng Prefecture and the surrounding great states, Wang Quan Dao was the true uncrowned king. Naturally, there was no shortage of forces who wanted to befriend them.

It was just that Wang Quan Dao was usually impervious to persuasion. There was no opportunity to make friends. Now that they finally encountered Wang Quan Dao Ren's centenary birthday, how could they not come?

Not to mention befriending Wang Quan Dao, even showing their faces was a great thing.

Therefore, when Wu Lingcheng, Sun En, and the others arrived at the official road at the foot of Wang Quan Mountain from afar, they were slightly surprised.

On the long official road, the many carriages almost stretched for more than ten miles, and there were countless pedestrians coming and going.

At a glance, it was a dark mass, as if a sea of people had surrounded Wang Quan Mountain.

However, most of them had self-awareness and stayed in front of the Wenxin Hall. Very few went up the mountain. Those who could go up the mountain were only experts from various sects or solitary wandering experts.

"What a prosperous luck!"

Cang Liu raised his head slightly, his yellow curly hair could not hide the light in his eyes: "The number one in the world, with ten thousand people following, only in this way can one live up to walking this path from the human world!"

"Dynastic hegemony, wealth and glory, the number one in the world, in the end, are just empty names. When the past Weapon Masters were alive, they all dominated one side, and their reputation would only be greater. However, what is left now?"

Yuan Xingyi's expression was indifferent as he calmly commented: "When a person dies, everything ends. Without becoming a Heavenly Human, what number one in the world, Weapon Master, is all empty."

"Heavenly Humans have been rare since ancient times. Who can say for sure whether one can become one or not? Many Weapon Masters throughout the generations have opened the Heavenly Gate, but none have achieved the Heavenly Human..."

Shao Hua Cen smiled softly: "Brother Yuan has great ambitions, but I don't want so much. A person lives a lifetime, like grass and trees in autumn. Living wonderfully is the right way."

"This Wang Quan Mountain is no more than a hundred zhang high, without the support of lakes and rivers, the gathering of spiritual energy, and even the vegetation is not much, but because of the existence of one person, it has leaped to overshadow the famous mountains in the world. There is already a saying in the martial world that Wang Quan is the number one mountain..."

Wu Lingcheng lightly shook his folding fan, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his gentle eyes: "Fellow Daoists, have you noticed anything?"

Shao Hua Cen, Yuan Xingyi, and Cang Liu were all stunned when they heard this, and then seemed to feel something.

Before they could speak, Sun En's slightly surprised voice sounded: "Wang Quan Mountain, is moving..."

Wang Quan Mountain, is moving!

Shao Hua Cen and the other three were also shocked, and then they all felt it.

A mountain that should have been an inanimate object was slightly trembling in the perception of the few people, as if it had life.

This trembling was too subtle to be heard, but it was extremely real in the perception of the few people.

Moreover, this mountain seemed to be growing.

Although it was slow, it was real.

"The convergence of earth vein luck..."

Yuan Xingyi closed his eyes slightly and concentrated on sensing: "The earth luck of the Hua Yan Mountains seems to be gathering here. No, it's not just the Hua Yan Mountains. Feng Prefecture, the earth luck of Feng Prefecture, seems to be gathering towards Wang Quan Mountain..."

"The earth luck is flowing, and the mountains are shifting. That's why Wang Quan Mountain gives us a sense of life, because it is really growing!"

The few people were all a little surprised.

They had all heard of geomancy, but it was the first time they had actually seen it. A mountain that could grow, how could it not surprise people?

*Whoosh~*

Wu Lingcheng also sensed it slightly. Suddenly, he opened his folding fan and covered his face, as if he had seen something incomprehensible: "How is this possible?!"