Everything Is Too Easy After Maxing My Talents Chapter 98

  Chapter 98 The world is withering, and the world is a flashy dream

  Li Yueming wants to become the **** of martial arts.

   This message has spread throughout the land of China at an extremely fast speed.

  The warriors of the entire Qingdu Empire are boiling.

   He has high hopes for this emperor of martial arts who has reversed the status of the entire martial arts by himself.

  In the blink of an eye, ten years passed quietly.

   Budo sixty-five years.

  The martial arts in the land of China ushered in the peak since the establishment of the Qingdu Empire.

  Under the continuous reform of the Qingdu Empire and the joint efforts of various important departments.

  The entire Qingdu Empire had abundant grain harvests year after year, and countless people lived a life full of food and clothing.

   In such a piece of basic soil.

  Countless arrogances have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

  New geniuses emerge almost every day, and new exercises are created and perfected every moment.

  The entire rivers and lakes showed unimaginable vitality.

  Xingyue Pavilion can no longer accommodate the low-level exercises of ordinary warriors.

  Nowadays, everything that can be stored in Xingyue Pavilion is all the tyrannical exercises developed and created by the amazing and brilliant people.

in this case.

  Countless warriors have contributed to the development of martial arts together.

   Succession after succession of warriors stand on the shoulders of their predecessors and look into the distance, ushering in an even more amazing new era.

at the same time.

  Because Li Yueming promoted the school from top to bottom, and advocated the preparation of both civil and military skills.

   Today's warriors are capable of both literature and martial arts.

  And under the conscious indoctrination of the teachers, the warriors have cultivated the concept of a man practicing martial arts to serve the country since childhood.

  Countless warriors mounted their horses one after another to join the army and set foot on Nanshan Mountain.

  The territory of the entire Qingdu Empire has doubled in size in the past ten years.

  The mighty army of warriors even reached the territory near the Western European Empire at one point, and countless Western European foreigners were almost frightened by the army from the East.

   No other.

   Decades ago, there was a man with the same oriental face.

   One person and one rider robbed nearly a hundred kingdoms of all sizes in Western Europe, completing a feat that even their Western European ancestors failed to accomplish.

  —nearly a hundred pages of sacred scriptures were looted.

nowadays.

  The churches in Western Europe, which used to be invincible in the past, have become fish on the chopping board, and they are about to fail.

  But I found that group of hateful oriental faces came and rattled them again.

  Budo calendar seventy years.

  Qingdu Port's economic, cultural, and military strengths have reached unprecedented peaks.

  The entire Qingdu Kingdom stretches across the west and east, almost ruling two continents.

  At sea, the sixth-generation fishing boats in Qingdu Port fought with the new warships in the Free State.

   There are wins and losses among each other, but in general, the Qingdu Empire wins more and loses less.

It can be said.

  The current Qingdu Empire is the only existence on the entire planet that can compete with the Free State.

  Other countries can only tremble in front of these two behemoths.

at the same time.

  The martial art of the Qingdu Empire has also ushered in its most prosperous period.

   There are nearly eighty martial arts saints alone.

   You must know that this is a martial artist!

  In the past, when martial arts declined, it was rare to find a single one in the past hundred years.

  Now there are more than 80 statues in the same era.

   Such a prosperous age, I am afraid that it is only possible to appear in ancient books and legends in the ancient times.

  However, under this kind of rapid development and extreme prosperity.

  Warriors always have an unspeakable hidden worry in their hearts.

  That is, in such a prosperous martial arts age, more than 80 martial saints coexist.

   available in this case.

   No one can reach a higher level than the Martial Saint.

   This is undoubtedly a huge blow to countless high-level warriors.

  The inability to touch the threshold of a higher realm means that they are likely to stay in the realm of martial saints and wait for death for the rest of their lives.

   can be now.

   They are still at the peak of warriors.

   Just like this, I am going to be lonely.

   It seems that he is not reconciled anyway.

  Under this background, a group of masters in the realm of martial saints began to gather together to discuss various possible advancement plans.

   After all, although Li Yueming, the **** of martial arts, is also exploring a higher realm above martial arts.

   But now decades can pass in the blink of an eye.

  No news has been revealed.

   They cannot sit still.

   Also have to come up with a plan that belongs to them.

   Even if it fails, it can leave some valuable information for future generations.

   At least the wrong solution that has been explored and explored by the predecessors.

   Later generations can be used as the direction of lightning protection.

  Such water drips through stone, maybe martial arts can still have a bright future.

  Budo calendar eighty years.

  The development of Qingdu Port began to hit a bottleneck.

  The surrounding territory is huge enough, and the human geography in the country is prosperous enough.

  But after so many years of continuous expansion, all the nutrients that can be absorbed from the outside have been eaten up.

   Unless the free state is also included in the territory.

   Otherwise, it would be very difficult for the Qingdu Empire to maintain its current prosperity.

This year.

  Unfortunate news came.

  The **** of martial arts, Li Yueming's beloved disciple, Fu Xiaorou, the prime minister of the Qingdu Empire, passed away.

  The entire empire was in mourning.

  Countless subjects cried bitterly over this.

  Because everyone knows that if Li Yueming is the founder of Qingdu Empire.

  Then Fu Xiaorou must be the maintainer of Qingdu Empire.

  In this small hundred years.

  Fu Xiaorou was basically taking care of the development of various affairs in Qingdu Port.

to this end.

  Fu Xiaorou worked hard day and night.

   For this reason, she even remained unmarried for life, and did not even leave any descendants.

This year.

  Qingdu Port was completely white, and countless warriors and civilians spontaneously came to mourn.

   Fu Xiaorou's body was buried in a state funeral.

   It is heard.

   Martial arts **** Li Yueming did not appear.

  Many people felt a little incredible when they heard the news.

   After all, the relationship between the God of Martial Arts and Fu Xiaorou is not just a simple monarch-subject relationship, but also a master-student and father-son relationship.

   Now that Fu Xiaorou passed away, the **** of martial arts didn't even show his face.

  So the **** of martial arts is still studying exercises?

   Is something wrong?

  Many people think of the Great Xia Wu Emperor who suddenly disappeared out of thin air three hundred years ago.

   That one seems to be disappearing suddenly in his heyday.

  In the end, it was Li Yueming's big disciple Han Bufan in Qingdu Port who came out to refute the rumors in person, which blocked the mouths of all warriors in the world.

   can nevertheless.

  People in the world still have doubts in their hearts.

This year.

  A new grave appeared in Li Yueming's backyard.

  At the beginning, the tomb was covered with flowers and sacrifices.

at last.

  All prosperity is gone.

  On the tawny grave there was only one pale yellow wildflower.

  Proves that someone came in the end.

  Budo has a hundred years of calendar.

   I don't know if it's an illusion, but many warriors in the Jianghu feel that time seems to go faster.

  Since Fu Xiaorou died.

  The development of the Qingdu Empire suddenly came to a standstill.

  The martial saints who formed an alliance and vowed to reach a higher level fell silent.

  The whole rivers and lakes are still lively.

  But apart from the bustle, there was a palpitating silence.

  Something seemed to get stuck in everyone's throat and make everything seem trivial.

  All warriors know it.

   If martial arts cannot continue to develop, then they will return to dust sooner or later.

  All prosperity will become sand and gravel in the desert after a long time.

   Maybe many years later.

   Times change.

  The new generation of warriors grew up, and when they heard about their passionate history, they would only sigh, 'Oh, the era of martial arts? I heard that there were many martial arts saints at that time! '

   I feel sad just listening to it.

   When it actually happened, it was even worse than killing them.

   It can be seen from the current situation.

   This seems to have become an irreversible trend.

   After all, so many years have passed, if the group of martial saints had discovered something, it would be impossible to be so silent at the moment.

  The other end.

  The conflict between the Free State and Qingdu Empire is intensifying day by day.

  Qingdu Empire sent countless warriors and soldiers to fight against the Free State on land and sea.

  The two sides fought like a raging fire at the beginning.

  After more than ten years of fighting, Qingdu Port was shocked to find that the weapons, equipment and technology of the Free State had been innovated again.

on the contrary.

  The new generation of weapons and equipment of the Qingdu Empire is still under study.

   In a blink of an eye.

  The form on the battlefield is reversed.

  Qingdu Empire was beaten back again and again, from the original dominant side to the disadvantaged side.

  Budo calendar one hundred and twenty years.

  In this year, many less talented warriors in the Qingdu Empire have begun to age.

  The high-spirited martial arts masters have begun to wither gradually.

  Only the Martial Emperor and the Martial Saints are still strong.

   "Grandmaster Anyang, Huizhou passed away yesterday!"

   "Master EZ Mulin drove west half a month ago!"

   "Emperor Min Riwu of Zhongzhou Port dragged his old body to die with the eighth-level fighting emperor of Free State!"

  One after another unfortunate news came.

  The originally prosperous rivers and lakes were full of mourning.

in this case.

   Outside the courtyard where Li Yueming lived.

   Three figures, three figures, one small figure, and four figures stand here.

  Behind them, the persimmon tree planted by the cheap mother has withered and decayed.

   Seeing that there are not many years to live.

  Only the new persimmon tree that Ye Nanyuan planted was still growing vigorously.

  Around the courtyard, the residents of Qingdu Port have been rotated for several generations.

  The original blue brick and black tile compound has now become a very festive red brick house.

   Only this old courtyard stands out of place in it.

   It looks bleak and forlorn.

   Ye Nanyuan is here.

  With Li Mengdie, who was in his forties, and Li Mengdie's husband.

   Lightly knocked on the door that seemed silent for a hundred years.

   After a long time.

  A figure with disheveled hair appeared in front of everyone.

  Although because of lack of care, the whole person looks extremely sloppy.

  But the one in front of him is still as young as before.

  Ye Nanyuan has white hair all over her head, and her forehead is also covered with wrinkles.

  At this moment, there were tears in his eyes.

  The tear mole at the corner of the eye is still the same as before.

   But time, too many things have changed.

   Behind.

  Mother Li Mengdie looked at the figure in front of her nervously, hesitated for a moment before asking: "Father?"

   No response to the figure in front of him.

   His eyes looked at his mother not far away with a little bit of surprise.

  Ye Nanyuan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

   Turned around and said to the man next to Li Mengdie: "Xiao Wu, this is your father-in-law, Wu Sheng, called grandpa!"

beside.

  The two men, one big and one small, also had doubts on their faces.

   But because of Ye Nanyuan's face.

  The man still bite the bullet, and said with an unbelievable trembling voice: "Father-in-law is on top, and I will be worshiped by my son-in-law..."

   But the little boy next to him was not so polite.

  Looked Li Yueming up and down a few times, then shook his head and said, "I don't have such a homeless grandpa, my grandpa is the **** of martial arts!"

   Immediately.

   All three of them were embarrassed.

  Li Yueming's eyes silently swept over the four of them.

  First, the unknown grandson, and then the even more unknown son-in-law next to him.

   Then there is the girl next to her.

  Finally landed on Ye Nanyuan, and said, "Looking at this, I seem to have failed!"

  Ye Nanyuan sighed.

  Waved his hand to drive away all the people behind him.

   Then he looked up and down at the man in front of him, and said after a long time: "You have never failed once in your life, so you can't fail!"

  Li Yueming was still in a daze when he heard the words.

   During these years.

  He has been studying the method of breaking through the martial arts day and night.

  Even when Fu Xiaorou died, he simply went to pay homage to her.

   But in the end, Ye Nanyuan still couldn't catch up with Ye Nanyuan and break through the Martial God Realm before she got old.

   is bound in this world.

   It means that what the two of them had agreed upon, "meeting outside the dream" is doomed to be impossible.

   After a long silence, Li Yueming suddenly became a little dazed.

  He didn't know what he was doing all these years. He missed the growth of his children, his wife's aging, and even his disciple's funeral.

   can be final.

   Efforts to race against time were in vain.

  From beginning to end.

  The result of his own switch is that there is no result.

  Looking at Ye Nanyuan who was no longer as handsome as before.

  Li Yueming said bitterly: "It would be great if you could live fifty years later!"

  Ye Nanyuan was startled, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

  Li Yueming closed his eyes and sighed: "I can give you a way to reach the sky, through which you may be able to get out of this narrow world!"

  Ye Nanyuan was stunned again when she heard the words, and smiled after a while: "What is Tongtian Dao? I don't care, I only care about being with you every moment!"

  Li Yueming was silent for a long time after hearing the words.

   After a while, he choked up and said, "Maybe I'm too selfish..."

  Ye Nanyuan saw the sadness in his heart, smiled and said: "I remember you asked me very seriously before, saying that if everything was just a floating dream, would I regret being lingering in the dream with you?"

  Li Yueming nodded.

  Although what he said at the time was not exactly so, but the general meaning was true.

   Almost a hundred years have passed.

  Ye Nanyuan can still remember it now, which shows that she should have thought about it carefully.

  Seeing him nodding, Ye Nanyuan continued: "My answer at the time was that I don't regret it, if everything is just a dream, why not get drunk!"

  Li Yueming nodded again.

  But my heart is still full of sorrow and self-blame.

   Right now.

  Ye Nanyuan looked into Li Yueming's eyes, and looked more solemn when she spoke this time.

   Said word by word: "If you ask me now and don't regret it, my answer is still the same, so do you understand?"

   Li Yueming raised his head in a daze.

  Looking at the pair of tender eyes in her old face, the throbbing in her heart can no longer be suppressed.

  Hold her in his arms and say, "I'm sorry!"

  Although Ye Nanyuan was smiling, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, she choked hoarsely for a moment and then said: "Then do you regret dreaming of me?"

   Li Yueming did not answer.

   Just hugged her tighter.

This year.

  Li Yueming finally walked out of the retreat room again after decades.

   and Ye Nanyuan bought a carriage together.

  But just as he was about to leave, another old voice came from outside the door: "Young...young master?"

  Li Yueming looked at Wang Ermazi who also had gray hair in front of him.

   Opened my mouth several times but failed to speak.

  But Wang Ermazi was extremely excited.

   danced around Li Yueming many times and said, "It's really young master. I didn't expect this old slave to see you before he died. It's great. Young master, you are still as healthy as ever!"

   While talking.

  Wang Ermazi was crying.

  He became a teacher a long time ago, and it can be regarded as fulfilling his dream of teaching and educating people.

   Now I am very old.

  But recalled the past years.

  At first, I just wanted to take a look from a distance across the small courtyard, and say a final farewell to my past.

   But he didn't expect to run into Li Yueming who was about to go out.

   Can only talk about time and luck.

  Look at Li Yueming leading the horse by himself.

  Wang Er Mazi quickly took it over, and said with a bit of anxiety: "Master, let this old servant lead the horse for you one last time!"

  Li Yueming's face was full of complex expressions.

   In the end, it could only turn into a deep sigh.

   Fetters are a good thing.

   But it's time to cut off the separation.

   This is the cruelest sword in the world, and Li Yueming thinks he is invincible in the world.

  It is time to face this kind of moment.

  But still feel powerless.

  If I knew it was such a stumbling block, why didn't I know each other before?

  I knew it was such a stumbling block, why didn't I know each other at the beginning...

  In the next two years.

  Li Yueming accompanied Ye Nanyuan and Wang Ermazi on the journey again.

   They first cruised around Qingdu Port.

   Then go east along the port all the way to the inland Lingnan.

  The trend of the times is always moving forward.

  The Twelve Lingnan Sects, which were invincible at the beginning, have long been destroyed in the dust of history.

   When the three of them revisited their hometown, they only saw tiles in one place.

Looking at the Huazong with only a bluestone slab left, Ye Nanyuan murmured: "I have dreamed many times, and every time I dream that I still live in the Huazong, and finally become the tripod of the Supreme Elder." Furnace... Now when I see this barren land, I feel that this is a dream, and what I dream is reality."

   Right now.

  Li Yueming also dressed himself up as an old man.

   Hearing the words, he didn't speak.

  Just silently hugged her in his arms.

  Is it a dream?

Maybe not.

   In a sense, that may be the **** reality.

  The three of them set off again after a short stay here to remember.

  Under the mountains.

  The Huazong land that was originally planted with flowers and plants has now all been turned into farmland.

  The frozen bones on the side of the road have long since disappeared.

  The muddy road is now covered with a thick layer of dust.

  The carriage walked along the road head-on, full of the smell of rice flowers.

   I heard that the newest cement road will be built on the main road leading to Qingdu Port in two years.

   Right now.

  For Li Yueming, the glitz of the world seems to have become a dream.

  (end of this chapter)

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