Fang Chen rose to power and established the Fangtian Dynasty by relying on powerful and sharp firearms.
The change of dynasties is not inherently wrong.
The various hidden sects were used to remaining secluded and did not interfere with Fang Chen's establishment of a dynasty.
However, Fang Chen has incurred the wrath of the masses by demanding that all the major sects submit and hand over their secret manuals. How could the masters of the major sects tolerate this?
"Your Majesty, although you possess incredibly powerful firearms, there are still many hidden martial arts masters in the world. However, in my opinion, even setting aside the leaders of sects like the Ghost Valley School, the Mohist School, the Agricultural School, the Yin-Yang School, and the Quicksand School, even the elders among them can easily take advantage of your rocket-powered air force encirclement!"
Daomu continued, "Your Majesty, I am not exaggerating, but I'm afraid these sects have already been driven to the brink of desperation by you and are preparing to join forces against you!"
"To deal with me?"
Fang Chen felt a chill run down his spine; he had no choice but to believe the wood thief's words.
After all, this is a world of integration. The martial arts prowess in Qin's Moon is not low, it is higher than that in Tian Long Ba Bu, and there are probably even people with the cultivation level of Grandmaster.
"It seems that we must never be careless."
Fang Chen felt a chill run down his spine. Before he could figure out the details of the martial arts of the various sects, he could only proceed cautiously.
Currently, the portal has not yet opened up a new world. First, we should cultivate the martial arts obtained from the world of Tian Long Ba Bu to their fullest potential.
"Your Majesty, there is no deep-seated hatred between us. If Your Majesty would be lenient, I, Daomu, am willing to serve you with utmost loyalty!" Daomu said, then suddenly knelt down.
"You've told me all this just so I'll spare your life?"
Fang Chen was taken aback. This wood thief was quite ruthless; in order to save his life, he took the initiative to surrender.
"Your Majesty, please have mercy!"
Daomu bowed deeply, unable to rise. He recalled the poison Fang Chen had planted on him, which felt like a thousand ants gnawing at his heart, an unbearable itch that filled him with terror.
That's a poison that can corrupt even the most chaste and virtuous women!
"Since you're so sincere, let's see how you perform!" Fang Chen pondered for a while and sensed that this wood thief belonged to a hidden sect.
We still need to keep him to learn about the Hidden Sect.
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At this moment, in the imperial city of Luoyang.
Thirty li to the east.
A small pharmacy called 'Reincarnated Medicine God' is located on a street corner.
Behind the pharmacy, there is a small courtyard.
An elderly man, about sixty years old and with a full head of white hair, was intently studying an old medical book.
"Disciple Yiming greets Master!"
Suddenly, a gentle breeze stirred in the courtyard, and a handsome young man in white robes appeared abruptly in the small courtyard.
"You're back?"
The old man continued consulting medical books, speaking without turning his head.
"Master, several hidden sects have gathered a thousand miles north of the Holy Mountain to plot against His Majesty." The young man knelt before the old man and said respectfully.
"Ming'er, stand up and tell me, who are the people?"
As the old man spoke, the young man instinctively felt a powerful force lift his body up.
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Chapter 131 Sword Saint, Divine Physician?
"Master, the five major hidden sects, namely the Yin-Yang School, the Mohist School, the Agricultural School, and the Quicksand School, have all dispatched grandmaster-level experts to carry out a decapitation operation to completely resolve the crisis facing the major hidden sects."
The young man answered respectfully.
After listening to the young man's words, the old man closed his medical book and remained silent for a long time.
After a long silence, the old man gazed at the distant sky. "The world is in chaos, and it is the common people who suffer. Finally, a wise ruler has appeared; how can we let them succeed!"
"Master, are you going to make a move?"
The young man was suddenly startled. His master had cultivated his mind in the mortal world and transformed into the medical master Hua Tuo.
In fact, very few people know that Master is a disciple of the Ghost Valley School's Zongjian sect!
One of the few unparalleled masters of our time, the Sword Saint Gai Wushuang.
"Yiming, since the time of our Guigu Sect's vertical sword path, from our ancestor Gai Tianxin onwards, we have always taken it upon ourselves to uphold justice and protect the common people. His Majesty is a man of great talent and ambition, having recovered the four seas and dominated the eight wastelands, and the people live in peace and prosperity. Although the forceful collection of martial arts from various sects is somewhat inappropriate, its merits outweigh its flaws!"
"If there are any people or forces that are detrimental to His Majesty, then for the sake of the safety of the nation, I have no choice but to take action!"
Gai Wushuang's words revealed a strong sense of confidence.
At this moment, his originally simple and unadorned slender body seemed to have become a sword!
An invincible sword!
Endless sword energy soared into the sky!