In ancient times, the so-called emperor was the Supreme One, the one who was passed down by thousands of people, the one who held the position of supreme minister, and the son of the Emperor and Heaven. However, the so-called emperor in people's hearts was said to be "the one with great benevolence, the great chivalry, the one who looks down upon the world and is extraordinary." The way of the emperor is to take the world as his own responsibility.
In the ancient times, the heaven and earth were turbid and indistinguishable. They were in a state of confusion, and they were confused about the north, south, east, and west, and the direction of the wind. Pangu came into being at the right time, created the heaven and the earth, and then the heaven and the earth could be said to have stopped chaos. The heaven and the earth were opened, and the Emperor's Sword came into being. The ancients said: "Whoever obtains this artifact will be able to obtain it from all over the world!" Woohoo! Now that the sword is born, where is the king? If someone with no royal righteousness gets it, the sword can be said to break copper and scrap iron!
Ahem, as the saying goes: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach."
As soon as the Emperor's Sword was released, the entire martial arts world was in a state of shock. No matter you were a master, a low-hand, a novice, or a veteran, as long as you knew a little bit about martial arts, you could come and intervene.
Um. . As long as you are not afraid of being badly injured. You can try it.
That year, the new Valley Lord of Gui Valley ascended the throne.
That year, Ni Ping met someone for the first time on the street.
That year, the son of the Lu family who had been executed by his entire family turned seventeen.
That year, who will own the Emperor's Sword?
As the saying goes: The rolling water of the Yangtze River passes eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are all gone, but the country is still there. Several sunsets are red, white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are on the river, watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, many things in ancient and modern times are all made up of jokes.
Sometimes, maybe you calm down and think carefully, the lights of swords and shadows in the martial arts world are nothing but nothing. Why complain about old grudges and new grudges? It's better to drink a bowl of yellow soup and get drunk.