Chapter 277: Evil Emperor's Notes

"Grandpa is talking nonsense. Can we swim over without waiting for the ship to crash?"

The oval-faced girl curled her lips.

The silver-haired old man didn't say anything. A strong young man next to him smiled and said first: "Little Junior Sister, don't tell me, there was really someone who swam over before. Not only did he swim to Wusheng Island, but he was also accepted as a disciple by Penglai Wusheng, and later became a famous master."

"Is it true?"

"Of course it's true."

The young man patted his chest and said confidently: "I saw this in the notes of the successive masters of our Yansui Stream. How can the words of the successive masters be false?"

"The notes were passed to you, so you only read these things, right?"

The silver-haired old man next to him snorted coldly, and the strong young man shrank his neck and shut up immediately.

The oval-faced girl was aroused, and couldn't help asking: "Grandpa, is what my senior brother said true?

There really was such a person in the past?"

The silver-haired old man's expression eased a little, and he nodded and said: "Indeed, there was, and it was even more legendary than what your senior brother described.

The person who chose to swim to the Martial Saint Island, after inheriting the mantle of the last Martial Saint, became the recognized number one in the ancient martial arts world.

Until now, he is still alive, in Penglai, and his title is - 'God of Heaven'."

At this moment, not only the oval-faced girl, but also the strong young man next to him, and several disciples who listened to them carefully, opened their eyes wide, with expressions of shock and amazement.

"Grandpa, do you think if we imitate the behavior of this 'God of Heaven' now, can we still have the opportunity to get the same great opportunity and great opportunity as him?"

After hearing this, the oval-faced girl suddenly had an idea.

After hearing this, several disciples of the Rock-Smashing Stream next to her were actually a little moved and eager to try.

The silver-haired old man looked at the group of young people with wild imaginations and shook his head speechlessly, saying, "Do you think it is a simple thing to cross hundreds of kilometers in the flesh and find Penglai Wusheng Island in the vast ocean?

The Lord of Penglai had already become a master before he went to the island. He was a first-class figure in the world, otherwise he would not have been able to do such an incredible feat.

If you really want to imitate me, I won't stop you. If you are swallowed by the waves or eaten by fish and shrimps, don't blame the master for not reminding you."

When the few people heard this, their restless thoughts immediately calmed down.

At this time, the oval-faced girl who had been staring at the sea suddenly pointed to a white five-story luxury yacht slowly approaching in the distance, and said with surprise on her face: "Grandpa, the boat is coming!"

The silver-haired old man raised his eyelids, "It's coming."

When the disciples of Yansuiliu heard this, they were immediately excited, and they hurriedly picked up their luggage and prepared to board the ship.

While they were impatient, they were also discussing excitedly: "Master really spent a lot of money this time. I didn't expect to rent such a big yacht!"

"After all, our Rock Breaking School is one of the best martial arts schools in the northern fighting world. We must show off!"

"Master is awesome!"

There were waves of excited cheers on the dock.

But the yacht didn't stop in front of the group of people, and it passed by in a flash.

The expressions and movements of the Rock Breaking School disciples were frozen in place, watching a small, old fishing boat slowly approach and dock at the dock.

"Let's go."

The silver-haired old man, who had no expression from beginning to end, picked up his suitcase and greeted indifferently: "This is the boat we rented.

Yacht? You guys are dreaming!

Huh."

The faces of the group of people suddenly fell, and they were so happy that they could only follow with their heads down.

The luxury yacht slowly passed by, in a room on the third deck.

Eight figures were besieging a person in the middle.

The eight people either had powerful fists and feet, or sharp claws, or erratic body movements. Each of them had good attainments in pure martial arts fighting techniques and was a first-class ancient martial arts master.

Each of them was full of strength, releasing a powerful spirit beyond ordinary people, and had strong strength.

However, when the eight people joined forces, all the attacks were blocked by a figure in the middle who was emitting a strong dark golden light.

Not only did they not get any benefits, but they were also suppressed.

"Break the monument palm!"

Among the eight people, a snow-white fat man who was more than four meters tall and looked like a meat mountain suddenly slapped the figure in the middle.

The terrible power wrapped in the big hand like a cattail leaf fan tore the air, making a series of explosions like tearing silk, and clearing layers of air waves with amazing momentum.

The eyes of the other seven people flashed, and they found this opportunity, and at the same time, they all burst out their strongest means.

In an instant, eight powerful attacks came from all directions almost without any order.

Like eight huge waves, they all hit the figure in the middle.

"Boom!"

The terrifying shock wave that erupted in an instant spread out, shattering all the glass windows around the three-deck room.

Even the luxury yacht was violently shaken, and its forward momentum was frustrated.

However, the next moment, circles of dark golden ripples appeared in the room.

Immediately afterwards, with a "boom", all eight figures were blown away.

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor for his upcoming martial arts success, and there is only one last line left to the Grandmaster realm!"

The fat man who led the attack before was the first to speak, smiling and complimenting the person in the middle.

The others followed suit, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they heard the latter's faint voice.

"All go out, I want to stay alone for a while."

Everyone stopped talking, said yes, and then left the room one after another.

One of them, a burly man as big as a hill, stood silently at the door of the room, standing guard.

In the room, Lu Yuan stood quietly.

Around him, the mist-like mental power was surging like milk.

Ever since Long Anshan established his position as the "Demon Emperor" and subdued the other guardian-level figures of the Evil Martial Alliance, Lu Yuan has always let the eight people serve as sparring partners for him.

Over a period of time, his strength in the field of fighters continued to grow rapidly, and even some wonderful transformations occurred.

At this time, Lu Yuan could feel that his mental power was gradually infiltrating into his body.

During this process, his blood was constantly flowing, his muscles, bones and membranes were constantly trembling, and his internal organs were glowing with greater vitality.

Lu Yuan could clearly feel that his physique, strength, and all aspects of his attributes were continuously and slowly growing.

This is the process of transformation from one life form to another.

Lu Yuan tried to slowly release his spirit, and the air around him immediately showed a slightly distorted state.

It was very similar to the Grandmaster force field he had seen before, but it was much weaker.

"In a sense, I should have entered the Grandmaster stage.

It's just that the speed of this entry is a bit slow."

Lu Yuan pondered for a while, which might be related to his ability in all aspects exceeding that of ordinary True Meaning Limit Warriors by dozens of times.

To enter the Grandmaster stage of True Meaning is to integrate the spirit and will into the body.

Others have weak spirits and poor physiques, and the two merge together, just like two drops of water, which is naturally simple.

But he has a strong spirit and a poor physique, just like two hard stones. It must be difficult to rub the two stones together.

"If there is a lot of external stimulation, this process can be accelerated a lot."

This is also the reason why he came to participate in the Penglai Wusheng Island Martial Arts Conference this time.

Penglai is full of Grandmasters, and some of them are the external forces he needs.

It can also allow him to appreciate the essence of martial arts from various schools and schools, and make the integrated pure martial arts system go further.

He had already felt this benefit when sparring with Xu Weiguo and the eight guardian-level figures of the Evil Martial Alliance.

His intelligence is now as high as 28 points, and his comprehension is close to that of a demon. As long as he fights with others a few more times, he can learn the opponent's moves.

Remove the dross and retain the essence, and integrate it into his own pure martial arts system.

This is also related to the fact that it is so difficult for him to be promoted to a master.

He has learned a lot of things, and his foundation is different from that of ordinary people. In the process of trying to break through, he is constantly filling and expanding his martial arts system, and his foundation is constantly getting thicker.

So the difficulty coefficient of breaking through is also continuously rising.

Of course, once the breakthrough is successful, the gains will definitely be beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

This is also what Lu Yuan has been looking forward to.

Lu Yuan thought, and casually took out a thick old notebook from his pocket.

This is the "Evil Emperor's Notes" passed down by the Evil Emperors of the Evil Martial Alliance, which records the insights and experiences of the Evil Emperors of the Evil Martial Alliance in cultivation.

This thing was originally in the hands of the fat man who was the meat guardian. He was probably defeated by him, so he handed it over to Lu Yuan obediently.

Lu Yuan has read this "Evil Emperor's Notes" several times.

Most of the content in it records the skills of the evil emperors of all generations to use the evil god's power they mastered, and the various killing moves developed according to the characteristics of the evil god's power.

Many of the effects of the evil god's power were unheard of by Lu Yuan, and the moves developed by the evil emperors of all generations were even more bizarre and imaginative.

Not to mention, it was quite inspiring to Lu Yuan.

He even found that there was an evil emperor who mastered the power of the Crow God of the Crow God Cult. Several small tricks developed by him made Lu Yuan feel bright and found several new ideas for the use of death energy.

However, this evil emperor left very little content in his notes. It is estimated that because he dealt with death energy all day long and did not believe in the Crow God, he died young in a few years.

In addition, there is also the understanding of breaking through the evil martial arts master level.

The significance of breaking through the evil martial arts master level is much greater for evil martial artists than breaking through the master level for ordinary fighters.

The ultimate goal of almost every evil martial artist who tries to follow the path of evil martial arts is to integrate the two powers of pure martial arts and evil energy to achieve the supreme realm in their minds.

But Lu Yuan looked at it and found that there were many evil emperors who successfully broke through to the evil martial arts master level in history, but none of them could achieve the "ideal effect".

The strength is indeed stronger than that of ordinary masters, but when encountering a serious peak walking level, it is still a thin gauze.

Even if the evil power mastered reaches the walking level, and both the pure martial arts and evil energy fields reach SS, it can't reach the edge of SSS.

"I feel like the people in the Evil Martial Alliance have taken the wrong path."

"After SS, simply adding up strength is no longer enough, but we need to explore spiritual potential.

Just like what I learned from Huang Xiong, the standard for measuring SSS-level powerhouses is the second-level spiritual light, which is one level higher than the so-called master's will.

So."

Lu Yuan thought, "From this perspective, my idea of ​​using the projection of the evil god as the true meaning of martial arts is actually a lucky coincidence, and it is the real road to success.

The extraordinary martial arts that I have been trying to create is the real evil martial arts path that countless generations of evil martial artists in the Evil Martial Alliance have been pursuing?

I am actually the Evil Emperor of Heaven?!"

A sudden surprise and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment arose from Lu Yuan's heart.

But even so, Lu Yuan didn't know if this road would work until the end.

He was still crossing the river by feeling the stones, taking one step at a time.

But he had an advantage that no one else could match.

That is, he had a career panel. Once he found that there was a dead end ahead, he could stop at any time and take another road.

In addition to the perception of evil power and pure martial arts practice, the rest of the content in the notebook was some small secrets about the evil emperors of the past.

For example, the stone tablet that recorded the evil feathered serpent god of the sky was recorded in the notebook by the previous evil emperor.

No wonder it was known to everyone in the entire evil martial arts alliance.

There were also some messy, distorted words and symbols.

Lu Yuan guessed that it was probably some conjectures that were recorded by the evil emperors who were ultimately unable to resist the erosion of the evil god's will before their consciousness became confused.

After all, the power of the evil god is not something that ordinary people can perfectly control.

Evil energy is the bait thrown by the ancient evil god in the world. The more you master it, the deeper you will be poisoned.

Until he completely becomes a follower of the evil god, or goes to self-destruction.

Of course.

He is an exception with his professional panel.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan closed his notebook and took out the two hearts of the walking elephant god.