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The first thousand one hundred and ninety-six chapters began to communicate with the battle division(1/2)

Before Master Kong disappeared, he left six handed down heavenly talismans, one to guard the Hall of Famed Masters, and the remaining five went to unknown places and no one knows.

Legend has it that as long as you collect six of them, you can open the Confucius Temple, enter it, and find the unique secret book he left behind... The Spring and Autumn Ceremony!

Because of this, countless people have been searching for it for tens of thousands of years, but unfortunately, there has been no trace.

Or maybe it has been obtained by someone a long time ago, but no one dared to announce it.

After all, if Master Kong is involved, even a famous teacher may go crazy and lose his mind.

Emperor Qingtian learned the news about this handed down heavenly talisman from ruthless people, and he did not hesitate to spend countless costs and make various arrangements.

"According to his memory, Qiuwu Palace should have the key to find the handed down heavenly talisman, but...it seems like there is nothing..."

Through the soul search, he knew that the reason why the other party spent so much effort in searching for Qiu Wu Palace was not without purpose, but he knew through various clues that not only Master Kong's thoughts were left here, but also the key to finding the heavenly talisman.

As long as you find it, you can take the opportunity to find the heavenly talisman, and even have a chance to find the specific location of the Confucius Temple.

The Confucius Temple was left by Master Kong himself and was hidden in the void. No one knows its specific location.

"I'm afraid...the legends are all false..."

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

He is not familiar with other places. He has gone into Qiuwu Palace twice and has not found any keys!

There isn't even anything related to it.

From this point of view, the news may not be true.

Of course, the key is only an auxiliary. More than two thousand years ago, it is said that a calligrapher and painter once saw the handed down heavenly talisman, which printed the shadow of Master Kong in the sky.

After learning the news, Emperor Qingtian arrested the calligrapher and painter for interrogation, but unfortunately, nothing was obtained.

Three years ago, I accidentally found the relics left by the other party and found the painting of the Eight Realms. I suspected it was related to this incident. Unfortunately, it was sealed and nothing could be seen.

After researching for a long time, I couldn't find a way, so I had to find the pastor and president of the Treasure Appraisal Guild and work together.

What happened next... Zhang Xuan knew everything.

"Could it be that... the place I saw in the painting is the location of the handed down heavenly talisman?"

Zhang Xuan frowned, guessing in his mind.

The news about Qiu Wu Palace is false, but in this painting, he saw Master Kong's shadow with his own eyes, so there should be no mistake.

"Go back and check carefully to find out where this mountain range is, and then... go over and look for it..."

I thought to myself.

After reading all of this, Zhang Xuan also saw the list of spies of the Famous Master Hall.

There are more than a hundred of them, scattered throughout the Qingyuan Empire.

The people of the Foreign Spirit tribe have a long lifespan, far exceeding the thousand years of the strong men in the Holy Realm, so if you really want to arrange it, it is quite easy.

Even if famous teachers are strong-willed and full of faith, there are still many who cannot bear the erosion of sugar-coated bullets and eventually become puppets that the other party can control.

After making a copy of all the names and passing them on through the jade tablet, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

With these things, Master Wu will avoid a lot of trouble and can even arrest him directly.

"Ruthless man, I leave it to you..."

After knowing all the information he wanted to know, Zhang Xuan was too lazy to continue. With a slight shake, he gave Emperor Qingtian's Shaman Soul to the ruthless man.

Having lived in the human realm for two thousand years, this foreign spirit tribesman has killed countless famous masters and just devoured them, which was considered an advantage for him.

"Thank you, Master..."

The ruthless man is full of excitement.

Standing up, Zhang Xuan stretched out and was thinking about how to earn high-quality essence stones. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched and he remembered something.

"I promised Hall Master Xing to help him train his combat masters. It seems that three days later, the other three war master halls came to challenge..."

After training the warriors and arranging the training plan...he came to the Master Master Hall. As a result, he was delayed for four days...

Judging by the time, other people from the Imperial Battle Master Hall have already arrived, and if they can’t communicate, they all start!

"Go back and have a look..."

After leaving the Thousand Ant Hive, I realized that it was already three o'clock in the morning and it was noon on the fourth day.

Hall Master Xing had said at the beginning that if he trained well, he would give himself half of the reward... I don’t know what the result will be.

I didn't go to see it, so I wonder if those guys practiced according to the plan seriously. If they lose... they will lose fifty high-grade essence stones...

My flesh aches just thinking about it!

call!

Feeling anxious in his heart, he flew straight towards the direction of the Battle Master Hall.



Zhanshi Hall, martial arts training hall.

Countless warriors gathered around, looking at the several high platforms in the middle.

Sitting on the stand at the front of the crowd were four old men, one of whom was Hall Master Xing.

"Hall Master Xing, how did I hear that your warriors have all joined the Xuanxuan Society? This seems to be a first-class imperial organization, right?"

Before the exchange meeting started, the three old men all looked at Hall Master Xing in front of them, and each of them frowned.

When they arrived yesterday, they heard that most of the most powerful masters among the famous masters had actually joined a first-class imperial master master organization... Everyone was confused.

Although the Qingyuan Empire Battle Master Hall has always been at the bottom and is very degenerate, it is not that it has degenerated to such an extent!

Surrender to a group of ordinary famous teachers...

It simply disgraced the combat master's face.

"yes!"

Hall Master Xing nodded.

Tens of thousands of people in the Xuanxuan Society live in Zhanshi Hall, so even if they want to hide it, they can't.

"I'm not telling you that you, War Master... actually joined the organization of a first-class empire. What on earth do you think? Have you forgotten the dignity and identity of War Master?"

An old man with a goatee next to him hummed, his breath overwhelming.

The leader of the Chongyuan Empire Battle Master Hall, Zhao Yi.

"It's not what you think. Although the Xuanxuan Society is just a student organization from a first-class empire, their understanding of combat is much deeper than ours at the Zhanshitang. Master Kong once said, choose the best and learn without planning.

Strong or weak..."

Hall Master Xing explained.

"Okay, it's useless to tell us this. The number of places to dive into the Imperial Sword Pool is limited. We naturally hope that you are as weak as possible!"

Interrupting him, the first old man said.

The leader of Haohai Empire’s Battle Master Hall, Liu Qinshan.

"Qingyuan Empire Battle Master Hall, it doesn't matter if you let yourself fall, but don't make the headquarters angry and ban you... Then, as the hall leader, you will be ashamed of your ancestors!"

The third old man also shook his head.

Qianyun Empire, Wei Qian Shu!

Among the eight titled empires, the four weaker empires are Chongyuan, Qianyun, Haohai and Qingyuan!

Qingyuan was originally ranked third, but unfortunately the catastrophe of the Foreign Spirit tribe twenty years ago caused too much damage, and it has not recovered until now. Regardless of national power, or the strength of the Famous Master Hall and the Battle Master Hall, it can only be ranked last.

"Thank you for your hard work, you three. Although our Qingyuan branch has not fully recovered, it has made great progress now and is different from before..."

Seeing that the three hall masters were obviously looking down upon in their words, Hall Master Xing frowned. Just as he was about to explain, he heard a burst of cheers from behind, and the contestants had already entered the venue.

"It's indeed different..."

Hall Master Zhao Yi sneered.

"Hall Master Xing, are you an army of beggars? Are you sure you want them to fight the elites of our three famous master halls?" Wei Qianshu was also stunned and frowned.

"Legion of Beggars?"

Hall Master Xing was puzzled. He looked forward and twitched the corner of his mouth.

I saw Shi Hao still wearing the overalls for cleaning toilets and holding a feather duster in his hand, Jiao Tan holding a fly swatter, Xiao Qin holding a birdcage, Dong Rui with a big bump on his head...

Just like a group of homeless beggars who have no food to eat.

"Palace Master Liao, what...is going on?"

Turn your head quickly.

"Hallmaster, Master Zhang left too much training... They didn't finish it, and they had to compete again, so they had to go directly to the stage..." Hall Master Liao explained quickly.

The training plan left by Master Zhang was so dense that it could not be completed in three days. These people did not know whether they were possessed by evil spirits or brainwashed. They kept practicing and couldn't stop... The combat masters who participated in the exchange at the Battle Master Hall,

It's depressing to think about all of them looking like this.
To be continued...
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