✨The best martial arts novel✨ 🌈① Su Twelve, who has mediocre qualifications, uses his tenacity and unyielding spirit to overcome obstacles on the road to immortality. Under Tianjue Peak, in Xiaoshi Village, a legend about a mortal counterattack was quietly staged. ☘️ 🌈In intrigues and deceptions, only the wise can be proud of the sky and become a martial arts legend! ☘️
It's so exciting that I couldn't put it down. I stayed up late reading it and wanted to sleep but couldn't put it down! Highly recommended, recommended, highly recommended
I found a new book by chance. The author's writing is clear, the conception is rigorous, and the foreshadowing is thousands of miles away. It captures the essence of traditional martial arts inheritance, and the world structure in it is quite rare. It is very close to the history of ancient China. It can be seen that the author has put a lot of effort into the history of the Warring States and Tang and Song Dynasties. I was very surprised and highly recommended.
Yu Jian: "Many flatterers will say that the world is in my game, Zhuge You, but in whose game am I, Zhuge You?" Kunlun: "The beautiful woman smiles, the young man laughs, who is my friend? Listen to me, the west is majestic, Kunlun is great!"
After the light of Nuwa Palace dissipated, Tang did not leave immediately. He stood at the entrance of the palace, looking at the statue of the god who had regained his composure, and stood for a long time. Yi Yin and Fei Chang stood behind him, not daring to make a sound. After a long time, Tang suddenly spoke. "You guys wait outside." Yi Yin was stunned for a moment. "Your Majesty?" Tang didn't look back. "I want to go in and stay for a while." Yi Yin and Fei Chang looked at each other, took a few steps back, and stood guard outside the palace gate. Tang turned around and walked into Nuwa Palace again. --- In the main hall, the white jade statue still sat quietly on the lotus platform. Tang walked to the statue and knelt down again. He didn't speak, just kneeling. Kneel down and burn a stick of incense. Two sticks of incense. Three sticks of incense. Just when Yi Yin was waiting a little anxiously outside, the soft light suddenly lit up again in the hall. The light was lighter and softer than before, like moonlight shining through the clouds. Nuwa's voice sounded again. "Why are you back again?" Tang kowtowed. "Empress, Tang still has something to say." The voice smiled. "Say it." Tang raised his head and looked at the statue. "The empress just said that the Shang Dynasty has eight hundred years of luck. Tang would like to ask - is these eight hundred years a fixed number or a variable?" Nuwa was silent for a moment. "That's a very good question." She paused. "Eight hundred years is both a fixed number and a variable." Tang was stunned. "My disciple is stupid, please let me know clearly." Nuwa said slowly. "It is said to be a fixed number because the way of heaven has been determined. The Shang Dynasty will rise and will last for eight hundred years. It is said to be a variable because -" She looked at Tang. "Luck can be changed." Tang was shocked. "Can it be changed?" Nuwa nodded. "Luck is like flowing water. Once the course of the river is determined, the direction of the current will be determined. But -" She paused. "If someone digs a river channel, the water will change its course. If someone blocks the river channel, the water will overflow. If someone doesn't care about it, it will just flow to where it should go." Tang listened thoughtfully. "What the empress means is that although the fate has been determined, how can we do it while we are still human?" Nuwa smiled. "You are really smart." She looked at Tang. "I give you eight hundred years of luck to give you a chance, not to give you a life-saving charm. If you do well, you will be safe for eight hundred years. If you don't do well -" She paused. "Maybe it will be gone in less than eight hundred years." --- Tang knelt there, thinking about Nuwa's words, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. It turns out that luck is not fixed. It turns out that people still need to guard it. It turns out—— He suddenly spoke. "Mother, Tang understands." Nuwa looked at him. "Understand what?" Tang raised his head with firm eyes. "Understand that these eight hundred years were not for Tang to lie down and sleep on, but for Tang and Tang's descendants to guard it from generation to generation." Nuwa nodded. "Well said." She stretched out her hand and waved it gently. A ray of light flew out from her fingertips and landed on Tang's forehead. The light was very warm, as warm as a mother's touch. It seeped into Tang's skin, flowed into his blood, and melted into his soul. Tang was shocked. He felt that something had changed. It's not that his body has changed, it's not that his strength has changed, it's that his life has changed. Nuwa's voice sounded. "Shang Tang, today I grant you the eight hundred years of luck for the Shang Dynasty. This luck will be passed down from generation to generation along with your bloodline. As long as your descendants do not violate the laws of heaven and the people's will, this luck will be there." She paused. "But what if-" Tang felt trembled in his heart. "What if?" Nuwa looked at him with deep eyes. "If one day, your descendants forget this oath today and do something they shouldn't do, then this luck will slowly dissipate. Once it dissipates, the dynasty will be over." Tang knelt there and did not speak for a long time. Then he kowtowed three times. "Mother, Tang has remembered." --- Tang stood up, took three steps back, and knelt down again. This time, his expression was more solemn than before. "Your Highness, Shang Tang swears an oath today -" His voice was not loud, but in the quiet main hall, every word was clear. "The descendants of the Shang family have been worshiping gods and immortals for generations, and they dare not violate it." "The descendants of the Shang family have been protecting the people for generations, and they dare not neglect it." "The descendants of the Shang family have been based on virtue for generations, and they dare not forget it." He raised his head and looked at the statue of the god. "Anyone who violates this oath will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and all gods and ghosts will be abandoned." "If anyone violates this oath, his descendants will be extinct, and the ancestral temple will not worship him." "If he violates this oath—" He paused. "You will never be reincarnated." After he finished speaking, the entire main hall became eerily quiet. Even the wind stopped. Even the air was frozen. After a long time, Nuwa's voice sounded. "Okay." The voice was very soft, but every word seemed to be carved into the bones of the soup. "I accept this oath. I accept it. Heaven accepts it. Earth accepts it. God accepts it. Ghosts accept it as well." She looked at the soup. "From now on, this oath will follow your descendants, generation after generation, and never disappear." Tang kowtowed heavily. "Tang, thank you for your grace." --- The light gradually dissipated. The statue of the god returned to its original appearance. But Tang knew that it was different. He stood up, took three steps back, turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped. He turned back and glanced at the statue again. The statue was still sitting there quietly, with a kind face, gentle eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of its mouth. Exactly the same as before. But Tang knew that it was different. He bowed deeply, then turned around and strode out of the palace gate. --- Outside the palace gate, Yi Yin and Fei Chang were waiting anxiously. Seeing the soup coming out, the two people rushed to greet him. "Your Majesty!" Tang waved his hand. "It's okay." He stood at the entrance of the palace and looked at the sky in the distance. The sky is very blue, as blue as a piece of jade. There are a few white clouds floating by, leisurely, slowly and freely. He looked at it for a long time. Then he spoke. "Yi Yin." "Yes." "Did you hear what the empress said just now?" Yi Yin nodded. "I heard you." Tang turned around and looked at him. "Then remember." Yi Yin knelt down. "I obey the order." Tang looked at Fei Chang again. "You also remember." Fei Chang also knelt down. "I obey." Tang stood there, looking at the two people who had followed him all his life. "This oath is not just for me, but also for you. Not just for this generation, but also for future generations." He paused. "In the future, I am gone and you are gone, but the oath remains. It must be passed down from generation to generation, so that future generations will know how our Shang Dynasty came about, how it was established, and how it was maintained." Yi Yin and Fei Chang kowtowed heavily. "My lord, remember." --- The way down the mountain was slower than the way up. Tang walked step by step, and every step was very steady. Yi Yin followed him and looked at his back, suddenly feeling a strange feeling. This back view is different from when I went up the mountain. It's not that I'm old or tired, but - I'm heavier. It was like there was something invisible pressing on my back. "Your Majesty." He couldn't help but say. Tang didn't look back. "Huh?" Yi Yin thought for a while and asked anyway. "Do you think we can hold on to those eight hundred years?" Tang stopped. He didn't look back, he just stood there for a long time. Then he spoke. "I don't know." Yi Yin was stunned. Tang continued. "I can protect my generation. The next generation, and the next generation, and the next generation after that—" He paused. "I don't know." He turned around and looked at Yi Yin. "But I know one thing." "What?" Tang looked into his eyes. "As long as some people still remember this oath today, there is still hope. As long as there are still people who are afraid of this oath, they will not dare to mess around." He smiled. "So, we must pass it on." --- When we returned to Chaoge City, it was already late at night. Tang did not return to the palace, but went directly to the city wall. He stood there alone, looking at the stars in the sky. The stars were so bright that they seemed to be looking at him. He looked at the brightest one among them. That is his life star. It's brighter than during the day. But he knew that being bright didn't mean everything was going well. Brightness only means——the responsibility is heavier. "Empress Nuwa," he murmured. "Tang will definitely defend." "Definitely." --- Early the next morning, Tang called Yi Yin. "Bring me the edict of that day." Yi Yin took out the scroll of bamboo slips and handed it over with both hands. Tang Zhang looked at it and nodded. "One more sentence." Yi Yin prepared his pen and ink. Tang pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly. "The descendants of the Shang family have worshiped gods and immortals and protected the people from generation to generation. Anyone who violates this will be punished by heaven and earth. This oath will be passed down to all generations and will never be forgotten." Yi Yin wrote it down word by word. After finishing writing, Tang read it again. Then he nodded. "Okay. Keep it and pass it on to your descendants." --- After that day, the Shang Dynasty's heaven-sacrifice system was formulated. Every spring and autumn, King Shang would go to Nuwa Palace to worship in person. Whenever there is an important event, I have to go. The new king has ascended the throne, and he has to go even more. Tang made a rule - "On the way to Nuwa Palace, you are not allowed to ride horses, ride in cars, or be carried. Walk up step by step." Someone asked why. Tang said. "Only when you step up will you know respect. Only when you step up will you know you are afraid. Only when you step up will you know -" He paused. "Who are you?" --- The news reached the sky, and Nuwa was sitting in the Wa Palace, with the water mirror hanging in front of her. In the water mirror, there is a picture of Tang standing on the city wall. She looked at that figure for a long time. The maid next to me asked softly. "Empress, can this oath made by Shang Tang really be passed on?" Nuwa was silent for a moment. Then she spoke. "How long he can pass it on depends on him." The maid was stunned. "Didn't the empress say eight hundred years?" Nuwa nodded. "Eight hundred years is luck. Where the luck is, the dynasty will be there. But -" She paused. "Luck can be maintained, or it can be consumed. If you can keep it, it will be stable for eight hundred years. If you can't keep it, it may be gone in less than eight hundred years." The maid nodded thoughtfully. Nuwa continued to look at the water mirror. "Tang is a man who knows how to keep things. But his descendants -" She didn't finish her sentence. But there was a complicated look in her eyes. ---East China Sea, Biyou Palace. Master Tongtian was sitting in the sword house, holding a jade slip in his hand. It was sent from Chaoge, with the oath made by Shang Tang written on it. He read it once and again. Then he laughed. "Interesting." Taoist Duobao stood nearby. "Master, what's interesting?" Tongtian handed him the jade slip. "Take a look." Duobao took it and looked at it carefully. After reading it, he was also stunned. "This soup shows such great determination." Tongtian nodded. "The determination is great. But -" He paused. "Just because you are determined, doesn't mean your descendants can be so strong." Duobao nodded thoughtfully. Tongtian stood up and walked to the door. "Send the order and teach the disciples that they can interact with the Shang Dynasty in the future. But -" He turned around. "Keep your distance." Duobao was stunned. "Master, why is this?" Tongtian smiled. "Because it's too close, I can't see clearly. It's too far, I can't reach it. Not far, not close, just right." --- Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace. Yuanshi Tianzun also received the jade slip. After he read it, he was silent for a long time. Guangchengzi stood nearby. "Master, can this oath be passed on?" Yuan Shi looked at him. "What do you think?" Guangchengzi thought for a while. "Disciple thinks it's difficult." Yuan Shi nodded. "Why?" Guangchengzi said slowly. "Because people's hearts will change. From generation to generation, there will always be people who feel that the oaths made by their ancestors have nothing to do with them. There will always be people who feel that they are smarter than their ancestors and don't need to abide by those old rules. There will always be people-" He paused. "I feel like the sun." Yuan Shi looked at him, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. "Well said." He stood up and walked to the door. "So, let them know that the sun will set." --- Xuandu Mountain, Bajing Palace. Taishang Laojun was lying on the bluestone, holding a jade slip in his hand. He looked at it once and then put it down. Archmage Xuandu stood nearby. "Master, what do you think?" The Supreme Master closed his eyes and said nothing. Xuandu waited for a while and asked again. The emperor opened his eyes and looked at him. "What do you think?" He smiled. "Look with your eyes." Xuandu was stunned. The Supreme Being continued. "This oath is well established. But whether it can be passed on is not our concern." He closed his eyes again. "Just watch." --- On the wall of Chaoge City, Tang was still standing there. He had been standing for a long, long time. Yi Yin came over and stood behind him. "Your Majesty, it's almost dawn." Tang nodded. "I know." "You didn't sleep all night." Tang smiled. "Can't sleep." He looked at the sky that was gradually brightening in the distance. "Yi Yin." "Yes." "Do you think my descendants will remember this oath?" Yi Yin was silent for a moment. "I don't know." Tang nodded. "I don't know either." He turned around and walked towards the city. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped. "But I'll make them remember." He walked on. "Passed down from generation to generation."
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