It can only be said that the world restricts human development, just as a pond cannot nurture a dragon.
This reminded Li Ling of Dugu Qiubai, who roamed the martial world for over thirty years, seeking a worthy opponent but finding none. He befriended an eagle and ultimately left behind only a few swords and a pile of stone tombs.
It's conceivable that heroes like Dugu Qiubai and our ancestors, if born in a fantasy world of immortals and heroes, would likely have become powerful rulers.
Li Ling was lost in thought, feeling sorry for them. Fortunately, he had a system that allowed him to travel through countless worlds and see a wider world.
Although the system came with tasks, Li Ling was always grateful to it.
Without the system, Li Ling would not have such a colorful life. Li Ling had considered that the system might have some hidden hand, but he still maintained a calm mindset.
When Li Ling obtained the system, he was still penniless, so probably no one would harm him, just like dinosaurs wouldn't harm ants.
Even if, by any chance, there really is a mastermind behind the system, that mastermind is a dinosaur-like being, and Li Ling is just a tiny ant.
The dinosaur entrusted such a precious thing to this little ant, allowing it to live a colorful life and gradually grow into a dinosaur. So, even if there is a bad outcome in the end, Li Ling can only accept his fate.
...
Li Ling came to her senses.
Yi Yun walked to the stone platform where the eight swords were placed, pressed the mechanism, and a drawer popped out from inside the platform. Yi Yun took out the "Eight Styles of Famous Swords" manual and carefully passed it to Li Ling, who solemnly accepted it with both hands.
Yi Yun solemnly said to Li Ling, "Feng'er, today I will pass on the 'Eight Forms of Famous Swords' to you. I hope you can surpass me on the path of martial arts and achieve the accomplishments of our ancestors."
Li Ling respectfully replied, "Grandson will certainly live up to Grandpa's high expectations."
Looking at Li Ling's resolute expression, Yi Yun nodded in satisfaction, then sighed and said, "According to the explanations left by our ancestors, above the three realms of Heaven and Earth, there are profound laws of Heaven and Earth. The realms are just a glimpse into the mysteries of the laws of Heaven and Earth."
However, when our ancestor came into contact with the third level of the Heaven and Earth's essence, he only reached the realm of 'Grandmaster of the Innate Realm,' and he never comprehended the ethereal laws of heaven and earth.
"And my descendants are far from achieving what our ancestors did, none of them have been able to comprehend the third level of any realm of heaven and earth."
For over a hundred years, not a single descendant has been able to master the "Eight Swords Flying Together," let alone the even more profound and ethereal "Laws of Heaven and Earth," which remain unattainable. What a pity, what a lament!
At this moment, Yi Yun looked at Li Ling again, his eyes filled with hope, and said in a somewhat high-pitched voice: "Feng'er, you have reached the Innate Realm at such a young age, which is ten years earlier than our ancestor who eventually achieved the Innate Grandmaster Realm. Feng'er, your future is limitless."
I hope you will not become arrogant or complacent, and will instead climb to even greater heights in the art of martial arts.
"The higher peak of martial arts..." Li Ling murmured, his gaze becoming distant, but the next moment his resolve hardened.
He nodded firmly: "I can traverse countless worlds, and I will surely achieve even greater things."
It's currently just a martial arts world, but it will definitely expand to fantasy and xianxia (immortal martial arts) worlds in the future. This is just the initial stage, but my future is as vast as the stars and the sea.
Traveling through countless worlds, Li Ling has two goals:
First, we will do our best to fulfill the wishes of those who make the wishes and not waste any opportunity to travel through time.
Second, to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts across all the heavens and myriad realms.
He will... achieve it step by step! Wishing Star of All Realms 百镀一下“Wish Star of All Heavens and Realms 爪书屋”最新章节第一时间免费阅读。
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Chapter 154 Visiting Card
Qin Family Village has been renowned among the outlaws of Shandong for over a hundred years since Qin Gongwang, the first chieftain of Qin Family Village, created the Thirty-Six Styles of Swift Wind and Quick Blade.
On this day, Qin Chengyu, the chieftain of Qin Family Village, summoned all the bandits in his mountain stronghold to gather before him.
A large, dark mass of people filled the hall in front of the martial arts arena. Despite being so many people gathered together, they stood in neat rows and columns, without making a sound.
Everyone stood with their hands behind their backs and their backs straight, displaying the grandeur of a mountain stronghold that has been passed down for centuries.
At this moment, Qin Chengyu, sitting in the main seat, had a furrowed brow. He lacked the air of confidence and self-assurance one might expect from someone who had led a century-old mountain stronghold. All of this stemmed from a letter, which was now firmly in his grasp.
Every morning, Qin Chengyu would get up early to practice his swordsmanship, then wash up and come to the main hall of the martial arts arena. He would sit in the main seat, sip a cup of tea, and watch the disciples of the mountain stronghold practice their swordsmanship.
However, when Qin Chengyu arrived in the hall this morning, he found a letter next to his teacup. It was a very ordinary envelope with the words "To Chief Qin" written on it.
The brushstrokes on this cover are vigorous and powerful, demonstrating the writer's considerable skill in calligraphy. The strokes are deep and forceful, penetrating the paper and subtly conveying a sharp and piercing feeling.
When asked who had delivered the letter, the surrounding disciples were all clueless.
As Qin Chengyu's gaze slowly swept across the faces of these disciples, he could tell that it was not these disciples who had used such tricks, nor could they have written such characters.
Moreover, these disciples were all personally trained by him over the years and were his trusted confidants.
His disciples would always serve him a cup of hot tea when he entered the training ground, and then go to the hall entrance to greet him. When he entered the hall and picked up the teacup to drink, the tea was at the temperature he was used to.
If it wasn't an inside traitor, then it means that in those few short moments, someone had secretly placed a letter on the table in the hall, right next to them, without any of them noticing.
It's chilling to think about. If someone poisoned the tea, wouldn't they be able to kill themselves with ease?
Seeing Qin Chengyu's grim expression, his son Qin Du quickly stepped forward, reached for the letter, and felt that the envelope was extremely thin, containing only a single sheet of paper. The envelope was not sealed with wax.
Qin Du opened the envelope, took out the letter inside, and upon seeing the first word, quickly flipped the letter over so that the writing was facing down before finally taking the letter out completely.
Qin Du shook the letter, and seeing nothing fall out, and his hands were unaffected, he presented the letter to Qin Chengyu with both hands.
Qin Chengyu took the letter and read it. He saw a few lines of text: "In the past, the elder Qin Gongwang was famous all over the world with his Swift Blade of Thirty-Six Styles. He founded Qin Family Village. Unfortunately, he had unfilial descendants!"
To protect his wealth and status, Chief Qin surrendered to the Jin people and murdered loyal officials of the Song Dynasty. Now, although I have just entered the martial world and have only achieved minor success in swordsmanship, I still have the heart to serve my country and punish evil.
In recognition of the esteemed senior Qin Gongwang, I am sending this letter in advance. I will certainly come to visit him this morning. I hope the chieftain will be so kind as to offer his guidance. Respectfully submitted by Yi Jifeng of Mingjian Manor.
"Famous Sword Manor!" Qin Chengyu's face was originally full of anger, but after seeing the signature, his face turned pale.