Chapter 159 Emperor's Grade
"Brother Zuo, I remember there were two large water bags in a Qiankun bag, and you can use it for me."
When Zuo Chuyi heard Yun Lang's words, he didn't understand why, so he took out the big water bag from the Oasis map.
I don't know which dead adventurer prepared that special big water bag in advance, and could hold a large tank of water.
Yunlang poured out all the clear water inside, then tilted the small gourd and filled two bags of dragon springs.
He handed the water bag back and said, "It seems that you have all broken through today. You need to consolidate your realm. The spring water here can help."
"What's so mysterious?"
Zuo Chuyi picked up the water bag and took a sip. He was stunned and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground to exercise his skills.
Mo looked back and was not worried about the poison in the water. He picked up another water bag and took a few sips. He looked at Brother Yun excitedly on the spot, and began to sit cross-legged and exercise his skills.
Yun Lang didn't say much, sat aside and carefully studied the breeder, slowly changing the shape of the little black according to his intentions.
No words all night.
The next morning, Zuo Chuyi opened his eyes first, and he was full of energy, as if his skills had improved again.
He walked over and sat next to Yunlang, lowered his voice, but couldn't suppress his excitement: "You guy is so lucky, what kind of opportunity is this? Even Longquan?"
Yun Lang smiled: "Most of what I got unexpectedly was swallowed by Xiao Haihei, otherwise I could give you a hundred barrels."
"One hundred...buckets?"
Zuo Chuyi widened his eyes. People in the world calculated Longquan by "drips", while brothers Yun used "bucket".
After calming down, he said, "Don't be too straightforward, we can't afford it. Just a big water bag, enough for me to use it for a few years, can I take some back and help my mother prolong my life. If you have the kind of magic weapon of the imperial level to maintain, leave more spare for yourself."
Yun Lang said, "Don't worry about Grandma Xue's place. I didn't know that Longquan was so useful before, so I didn't have the nerve to take it out. Grandma Xue has always been very nice to me. After I go out, I will respect her a bag of Longquan."
Zuo Chuyi smiled awkwardly: "You made me embarrassed by this. However, I will definitely not refuse such a real person."
Yun Lang also smiled: "By the way, what does the emperor level you mean by you?"
Zuo Chuyi asked: "Do you know why there has never been a great emperor in the world since Emperor Shenwu?"
Yun Lang said: "I heard from the storyteller Mr. Zou in Fugui Teahouse that since the fall of the Tang Empire a hundred and eighty years ago, there has been no great emperor on earth."
Zuo Chuyi asked again: "Do you know why Dongtu happens to be twenty-one dynasties and three dynasties now?"
Yun Lang was stumped: "I don't know, why?"
"The spiritual person has nine levels from the ninth grade to the first grade, and there are nine realms. In fact, there is also the tenth realm above this. In ancient times, it was called the tenth realm spirit, and now it is called the king-grade spirit, or the king of the spirit. The reason why the twenty-one dynasties in the East have been able to gain a foothold is because there are ten-level kings in charge."
Zuo Chuyi told a secret that an overseas boy had never heard of: "Above the ten realms, there are eleven realms, known as the Imperial Spirit. There are only three dynasties in the East, and the reason is very simple. Only these three countries can there be strong Imperial Powers in charge."
Yun Lang suddenly realized and learned to learn from it: "So the emperor-grade spirit is a twelve level higher than the emperor-grade one?"
"That's right." Zuo Chu nodded: "You have mastered the twelve sword arts of reincarnation. You should know that the twelve represents a perfection. The twelve realms also represent the highest realm of spiritual people in the world. Since the thousand years of the divine history, there has been only one twelve realms strong man in the world, that is the Emperor of the Eternal Emperor - the Emperor of Shenwu."
"Where are the five major gods, what level are they?" Yun Lang said curiously.
"The Lord God is also the twelve realms, but they are gods and are not included in the scope of human beings."
Zuo Chuyi said, looking around for a while, lowering his voice: "The Qingyun Realm blocks the secrets of heaven, and there are some things that are not dared to say outside, so it's okay to say here. I usually like to read some unofficial history books, and integrate some information through those words and phrases. Emperor Shenwu was probably threatening the rule of the five main gods."
"Ah?" Yun Lang exclaimed.
"In ancient times, the Human Emperor was directly ordered to be enthroned by heaven and could be enthroned by mountain gods, river gods and other gods. In that era, the power of the monarch was above the power of the divine power. Since the beginning of the divine calendar, the situation has been different. The mountain gods and river gods were enthroned by the five main gods. The emperor on earth lost that qualification, and the divine power overcame the power of the monarch."
Zuo Chuyi talked about a taboo topic and opened up the conversation: "How powerful is Emperor Shenwu, who has unified the entire Dongdi Shenzhou, and the prosperous Tang Dynasty. There was a glorious atmosphere of hundreds of countries coming to dynasties. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the emperor of the ages. Think about it, is such an emperor willing to be under the five main gods?"
Yun Lang shook his head: "I have never met the emperor, and I don't know what they are thinking about."
Zuo Chuyi said, "Then let me tell you the result directly. There is a rule since the Divine Calendar. The emperor of the human world is at most reigning for a hundred years. But Emperor Shenwu did not play according to common sense, but refused to obey this rule. He reigned for 61 years."
Speaking of this, he sighed: "In the 61st year, Emperor Shenwu fell, and before his death, he left a law to gather ten thousand people and engrave spirits. The once powerful Tang Empire also fell apart and turned into the twenty-four kingdoms of the East."
"Is it the five master gods?" Yun Lang thought.
"It's hard to say, that kind of big secret, a small character like me is not qualified to know, so I can only guess it."
Zuo Chuyi laughed at himself and said, "There is one thing I know, the sword demon, that is, that man, who asked my father to heal him, and his father also died because of him. According to legend, that man has reached the peak of the eleventh realm, approaching the twelve realm infinitely, threatening the power of the divine power. If he does not die, he will be the next Emperor of Divine Martial Arts."
"So amazing?" Yun Lang learned about the true level of that man for the first time.
"I'm afraid it's even more powerful than we imagined." Zuo Chuyi said: "Some people also said that before the man died, he reached the twelve level of the emperor, killed countless angels, as well as the mountain god, and the river god, and was suppressed by several major gods."
Yun Lang was in a daze and a strange memory revived.
A broken temple appeared in his mind, and a girl was vaguely seen.
At this time, Zuo Chuyi said again: "There are twelve grades such as magic weapons, sword spirits, etc. For example, Murong Youlong has a strong combination of the king-grade sword spirit, which is indeed very powerful. In fact, above him, there are also the emperor-grade sword spirit and the emperor-grade sword spirit. The legendary sword angel has the emperor-grade sword spirit, which is far above Murong Youlong."
Yun Lang came back to his senses from that short memory and said curiously: "How do you know that Xiao Erhei is an imperial rank?"
Zuo Chuyi replied: "This is what Sister Xuan Ran told me. She once told me a method of identifying treasures, which is judged by the strange phenomena of heaven and earth when the treasures were unearthed. Simply put, the king's grade is a hundred miles, the imperial grade is a thousand miles, and the imperial grade is a thousand miles. The big desert of Qingyun Realm is more than ten thousand miles. When your ruler was born, lightning and thunder, wind and rain were shattering, covering the entire earth-based Qingyun Realm. From this, it is mostly an emperor grade, or an imperial grade magic weapon embryo."
The little dragon suddenly realized and had a verdict in his heart.
According to this method of identification, the imperial treasures on him were not as simple as the little black one.
I remember when he first summoned the sword heart, the wild sword spirits that merged were at least king level or above.
The keyword is the word "at least". At that time, he didn't know that there were higher grades above the king's grade.
Now he understood that the twenty-one wild sword spirits he fused that time were guaranteed to be at the imperial level.
There are several tough characters among them, and he is very sure they are imperial ranks.
Because he could clearly feel the extraordinary emperor's atmosphere.
For example, the ancient thunder attribute sword spirit is definitely an imperial rank.
Through analogy, he also indirectly came to a conclusion - the Xinjiao True Dragon Sword Spirit, among the Emperor's Sword Spirit, belongs to the leading elder brother level.
The boy with dragons in his heart was very sure of this, because every time the real dragon sword spirit showed its power, the other sword spirits were obedient.
Thinking of this, Xiao Shenlong's conventional confidence has been improved unprecedentedly.
A very simple truth is that the Heart-Kao Sword Spirit determines the upper limit of all Sword Spirits.
An overseas boy with a top-level emperor-grade sword spirit can theoretically integrate 360 emperor-grade sword spirits.
If the integration is really successful, no matter whether others are afraid or not, the little Shenlong will be afraid of it if he thinks about it himself.
Once upon a time, Yun Lang thought that the little sword immortal like Mr. Murong, who merged with the king's sword spirit, was so strong that he had no friends.
Now, he felt that the so-called little sword immortal was nothing more than that.
For some reason, Mr. Yun was very happy when he thought that his upper limit was higher than Murong Youlong.
The boy did what he thought of and once again launched the Sword Heart Summon.
This is his third time since entering the Qingyun Realm.
The first time was when I first arrived, I soaked in the bathtub and summoned while practicing, but I failed.
Without the help of the True Dragon Sword Spirit, his Sword Heart Summon can only cover a radius of hundreds of miles, with a limited range, and there are not so many top-quality sword spirits in the world waiting for him anytime and anywhere.
The second time in the abandoned desert ancient city, he summoned once when he formed the internal Five Elements Formation, but he still didn't meet the right one.
The third time, today, he tried it in the real ancient city of Loulan.
After the first two failures, the little dragon with luck finally came to work.
The ancient city of Loulan itself has a long history of thousands of years. In ancient times, many powerful people emerged. There were once powerful people of the twelve level of emperor level who appeared in the ancient city of Loulan, leaving behind artistic conception.
Outsiders cannot see the sword spirits that have reached the king level, but only Yun Lang himself saw them, and more than a dozen sword spirits flew into the sky.
The nine who shine with golden light are the Wang Pin Sword Spirit.
The three who shine with light golden light are the imperial sword spirits.
One of them shining with a platinum-gold light was the Emperor's Sword Spirit.
Yun Lang was not polite and took the only Emperor-grade sword spirit into his pocket.
The emperor-grade sword spirit had no airs at all. It was like a dog licking, and he was happily drilling into a sword orifice.
Next, the little dragon was very entangled.
Do you want to collect the three emperor-grade sword spirits?
Chapter completed!