Chapter 65: There are only a hundred or so people who are called the Saints of the Ancestor Dao

"take a break."

Mo Yanqiu looked at Zhou Qingshan who was still in a daze and handed him a handkerchief.

Zhou Qingshan took it and looked at his messy body. He was secretly glad that he had reached such a level just by practicing the "nurturing method" and "fighting method". If he rashly moved his Qi and blood...

Zhou Qingshan wiped his body and rested for a while on the recliner, while chatting with Mo Yanqiu about the details of the Thirty-Six Moves of the Flying Swallow Hand.

Mo Yanqiu answered her questions carefully one by one. She had already achieved a small level of success in this true skill, which was her main auxiliary true skill. Her "two-point-one" ability was extremely powerful in battle.

Zhou Qingshan suddenly glanced and saw the Martial Saint Heart Sutra placed next to him, and took the initiative to ask Mo Yanqiu:
"Yan Qiu, have you ever heard of the title 'Martial Saint' in the Martial Arts Hall? Does it refer to the martial arts realm of the second heaven?"

"Martial Saint?! Where did you hear that?"

Mo Yanqiu's face was solemn.

Zhou Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then handed her the Martial Saint Heart Method and replied, "I saw it here. It says Martial Saint Heart Method. I feel it has an inexplicable domineering aura."

"Martial Saint Heart Method?"

Mo Yanqiu took the Martial Saint Heart Sutra and knew that it was a treasure caught by fishing. She curiously flipped through a few pages and said:

"This Martial Saint is not just a realm. The martial arts hall records that the warriors who are called 'Ancestor Saints' have left a strong mark in the history of the human race."

"That is a respectful title for the saints who split mountains and opened roads, forged weapons and founded sects, wrote books and passed down the martial arts!"

"The martial arts hall actually teaches history?" Zhou Qingshan was very surprised. It was the first time he heard it.

This is the inheritance of "thoughts". Only ethnic groups with history can have cohesion and last for thousands of generations.

As for the State of Zhao, these low-level lords and warriors basically have no sense of belonging. Many of them are illiterate and don’t even know that there is a State of Zhao above the Black Cloud City!
This shows how special this martial arts hall is.

Mo Yanqiu said with a little pride: "What's so strange about this? The teachers in the martial arts hall are all from various major martial arts sects, and Master Li's sect even has a real martial arts master alive."

"Master of True Martial Arts? Then what realm of martial artist must be to be called 'Ancestor of Dao Saint'?" Zhou Qingshan asked without understanding.

Ninety-nine percent of the people here know that the highest realm of martial arts is the realm of raising troops.

Including him.

Not to mention farmers, most warriors may never see a soldier in action in their entire lives. Just like if Zhou Qingshan did not have Baidu Encyclopedia in his previous life, he would probably never know what the local county leader looked like.

What’s more, this is a feudal world with such closed information and strict hierarchy.

Mo Yanqiu looked at Zhou Qingshan's face full of curiosity and said, "Let me briefly explain to you that there are three realms in the second level of martial arts."

"One is to raise a weapon, break through the limits of the physical body, ignite the fire of spirituality, give birth to the mind, then you can try to raise the incredible spiritual weapon, and then you can continue to climb the martial arts path with the spirit weapon as the foundation."

"The second is flying in the sky, opening up the two bridges between heaven and earth, condensing the Great Sun Furnace, with infinite energy, flying in the air."

"Three is Zhenwu, the body and soul are united, the primordial chaos is as one, the energy is overwhelming the heaven and earth, the mountains collapse and the seas split, just like an immortal god descending to the world."

"I don't know much about the latter two realms, but there are only three Zhenwu masters alive in the spiritual realm belonging to Zhao State."

After Mo Yanqiu finished speaking, he added another sentence.

Collapse of mountains and splitting of seas? So powerful? But when I think of the power of the little flame bird, it seems natural.

Zhou Qingshan pondered for a moment and asked, "Like an immortal? Is this the second level of martial arts? Could it be that the master of the True Martial Realm has achieved immortality?" Mo Yanqiu pondered for a moment and said, "Immortality? Well, a soldier can live for 200 years, a flying warrior can live for 300 years, and a True Martial Realm master can live for 500 years."

"Five hundred years is longer than the existence of the State of Zhao. In the eyes of ordinary warriors, it is not wrong to say that it is immortality."

"Only five hundred years for immortals? What about the third level of martial arts?" Zhou Qingshan frowned slightly when he heard this.

You have to know that the immortals and gods recorded in the myths of the previous life often had a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, or even the same lifespan as the heaven and the earth. The gap between the two is so huge.

Mo Yanqiu said truthfully: "There is no record of the third heaven in the martial arts hall, but the maximum lifespan recorded in human history is only 800 years!"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Zhou Qingshan looked at Mo Yanqiu, waiting for her to explain.

Mo Yanqiu recalled carefully and told the history he had heard from the Martial Arts Hall:
"Martial arts have been around for 90,000 years, the recorded history of the human race is 50,000 years, and the State of Zhao is only 300 years old."

“There are only a few hundred people who can be called the ancestors of the Dao.”

"The human race left their ancestral land and entered the Void Realm, following the Mother River to search for the Spirit Realm. In the barbaric era, hundreds of races lived together, demons were rampant, and the earth was full of giant beasts. Human power was no more than a hundred, and they could not practice all kinds of magic, but they were born with spiritual intelligence. Eating food was very nutritious and increased their wisdom, and they became the blood-eating pigs and dogs of hundreds of races."

"Over the past ten thousand years, thirteen martial ancestors have emerged. They observed the methods of hundreds of races and created the only method that humans can practice. By condensing source blood, one can increase energy and strength. From then on, martial arts was born."

"The first three martial ancestors managed to survive, tasting hundreds of herbs, refining medicine, perfecting and spreading the blood coagulation method, giving the tribe hope."

"The four martial ancestors in the middle trained their skin and tempered their flesh, forged their bones and replaced their blood, tempered their internal organs, and developed the potential of the human body. In the end, they were able to fight giant beasts, but they had reached the end of their martial arts and could not go any further. The strongest warriors of the tribe only added a little more flavor to the powerful tribes, and the tribe barely survived."

"The five martial ancestors fought with the remaining strength of hundreds of generations, cutting through thorns and brambles, paving the way with their lives, planting golden lotuses with blood and fire, taking the souls and hearts of monsters, and forging spiritual weapons with their own essence. They left behind spiritual weapons for inheritance, and then the tribe prospered greatly. In just ten thousand years, the tribe ranked among the bottom of the hundred tribes."

Zhou Qingshan savored Mo Yanqiu's memories carefully.

Feel the vastness of this long history passing through my mind.

The development of martial arts and the evolution of human beings are so magnificent and rugged in just a few words.

"Why did it stop? There are only twelve Martial Ancestors. Shouldn't there be one more?" After waiting for a while and hearing nothing else, Zhou Qingshan asked in confusion.

Mo Yanqiu took a sip of water and continued:

"As a powerful tribe, they naturally don't want their people to become blood cannibals. All the tribes are very dissatisfied and have joined forces to cleanse the spirit realm and cut off the inheritance of martial arts."

"Eight hundred tribes worked together and fought bloody battles. The war lasted for a hundred years and resulted in heavy casualties. Several peerless kings were born. They gained resources for the war and their spirit weapons were sublimated to their limits, which enabled them to advance their martial arts. Saints also created battle formations based on the situation of mountains and rivers. With their combined strength, they were like ants trying to shake a tree. The situation was at a stalemate."

"This move caused the ten great powers of the Hundred Races to be extremely wary. Demon Lords, Demon Gods, and Taboos appeared one after another, defeating the human coalition in one fell swoop, swallowing up hundreds of countries, burning books and destroying martial arts, destroying soldiers and races, and bringing the race to an end."

"This thirteenth Martial Ancestor has been wandering for half his life, surviving in chaos and chaos, but his clan members are scattered all over the ground, and he is finally alone in this vast world.

Seeing the world, seeing all living things, seeing oneself, realizing the truth at ninety-nine, breaking through Zhenwu in one step, ascending to the third heaven, and forging the supreme magic weapon,
Kill the Demon Lord! Defeat the Demon God!"

"Gather the remaining soldiers, turn the tide, clean up the mountains and rivers, and recuperate. He sat there for a hundred years, founded a sect and wrote books, led three thousand disciples to travel around the various spiritual realms, built cities, expelled demons, protected the people, and preached to the world."

“The torch is passed on, and life never ends!”

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