Qin Lin smiled contemptuously and said, "But as far as I know, warriors in the realm of the realm are only more than 200 years old, and they can only last three hundred years. Why are you..."

"Why have you lived for so long?"

"Ha ha!"

Huang Shang smiled and said with a smile on his white beard.

"Although the cultivation level of the realm has shrilled with the past, it's a pity that I can't get rid of the destruction of time. Zhang Sanfeng from Wudang Mountain is the most talented I have ever seen in recent years. I may not be his opponent in the realm. What a pity! Time is ruthless, and no matter how outstanding it is, it will eventually turn into a touch of loess."

Qin Lin quickly stopped and shouted, "Stop, stop, I don't want to hear you talk about these great principles. Let's talk about the reasons why you lived so long. I'm more concerned about this."

"I don't like your tone very much."

Facing Huang Shang, who seemed to be angry, Qin Lin responded indifferently: "If you can't stand me, you can hit me!"

Huang Shang's mouth twitched, suppressing his anger. Qin Lin's strength was unfathomable and he still had great use to him, so he might as well bear it.

"Boy is frivolous, when you have finished your use of value, I will definitely peel you and dig your bones."

After swearing in his heart, his face was still plain, and he said, "Have you heard of luck?"

Qin Lin was shocked: Lucky?! Isn’t this the martial arts world? How can things in the world of cultivation be randomly entered? That’s right, even the great technique of suction and the great technique of star-absorbing are the residual chapters of a certain cultivation technique, and it’s not surprising that there is luck.

Qin Lin pretended not to understand, shook his head, and said in confusion: "Lucky?! Senior, are you lying to the boy here?"

Huang Shang raised his head and said proudly: "Of course there are. In history, some great Onmyojis were able to kill their lives by looking for their energy. I also practiced for a long time and realized that the heavens and man were born and that all things grew up, and that they realized the saying of luck."

Qin Lin continued to ask, "But what does this have to do with your long life?"

Huang Shang smiled strangely this time and said, "I have lived in the palace for a long time and pretended to be a eunuch. Do you think I have nothing to do?"

Qin Lin really couldn't hide his excitement this time, and showed a surprised expression and said, "Do you have any plans? Is it luck?"

Huang Shang looked at Qin Lin and then said, "Yes, I am using the true dragon energy of the emperor in the palace to prolong my life and survive until now!"

"The real dragon energy? Is there really this thing?"

Huang Shang said in a unquestionable tone: "Of course, there are thousands of qi in the world. Only when the warrior absorbs the vital energy of heaven and earth into his body will the Dantian produce internal strength. The Qi of the True Dragon is the first of all qi in the world, and it is infinitely mysterious."

Qin Lin thought about it, what Huang Shang said was true. In the past, after he fought with a royal zombie (uncle zombie), there was a trace of true dragon energy in his corpse energy. That was just an ordinary royal family, and how strong the luck of the real emperor should be?!

Huang Shang looked at Qin Lin Sisuo's appearance and was also secretly planning in his heart: "I was puzzled before, but now I have completely understood. This person has no life, some of them are full of death, and they don't want to live. Could it be that it is... But this is different from the legendary one!"

At this time, Qin Lin didn't know that Huang Shang had already suspected that Huang Shang was the realm of the realm of the world, and had a little understanding of the world, and had his own unique insights and responses to all things in the aristocratic families. Qin Lin had no life in his body, and it was undoubtedly not a human business. Although he could be concealed from the great master, the realm of the realm of the realm was not that simple.

Just as Huang Shang was really thinking, Qin Lin's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"You have told me so much that you know you have something to do at first glance. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Huang Shang laughed dryly, concealed his thoughts, and then said, "I have lived for more than 500 years now, but I have stopped in the realm of real people for many years. I have already sensed it. If I don't break through, my vitality will dry up and my qi and blood will fade away."

"So I must break through the realm of real people..."

Qin Lin thought to himself that as expected, he had already seen with his corpse eyes that Huang Shang's vitality had begun to fade.

Qin Lin seemed to have thought of something and blurted out a word.

"Martial Arts Conference!! Your purpose is in the Martial Arts Conference?!"

"Yes, I have been hiding in the palace for many years. Cao Zhengchun of the East Factory and Liu Xi from the West Factory are all my chess pieces. Now I am holding this special martial arts conference in the name of the court, just to..."

Speaking of this, Huang Shang's words came to an abrupt end, and his face was gloomy, but there was a sharp murderous intent.

Qin Lin was sensitive and zombies were even more sensitive to hostility. These dark things were so dark. The slight murderous intent that Huang Shang had just revealed did not escape Qin Lin's eyes.

Qin Lin then asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Huang Shang said lightly: "You will know when the conference is over tomorrow!"

Qin Lin knew that now he asked, Huang Shang would never answer, so he had to ask: “Then what do you want me to do?”

Huang Shang only left a word, and his figure moved and disappeared into the dark secret room, leaving Qin Lin standing there with a serious expression.

"You will know tomorrow!"

Qin Lin thought about it, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, I want to see what Huang Shang wants to do?"

Although Huang Shang is already a real-life expert and can be arrogant in the entire world, Qin Lin is arrogant if he really uses all his strength to deal with Huang Shang, he can destroy him.

This is Qin Lin himself, a zombie, who comes to a higher plane.

"Haha, it's great to have plug-ins!"

Thinking of this, Qin Lin didn't want to worry too much. Since he came, he would be at ease. The soldiers came to block the water and soil!

...

The next day, the sun was three o'clock, and the Beijing schoolyard was already crowded. Today, we will decide the world's number one and future leader of the martial arts world.

After several rounds of elimination, only Shaolin abbot Lefan, the host of the DAMO Academy, Fang Zheng, Yihua Palace Hua Wuque, the number one in Hulong Villa, Guihai Yidao, and the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect Dongfang Bubai!

If you want to say that these people are all masters. On the contrary, although Guihai Yidao has not reached the level of master, I don’t know if it’s because of his good luck or something. He didn’t meet a master and entered the finals easily.

Qin Lin, who had also arrived at the school early, naturally knew the remaining few people, but Qin Lin's eyes did not stop on them. Qin Lin quietly looked at the people walking on the stage, which were Feng Qingyang and Lefan and other masters.

Qin Lin also wanted to know how Huang Shang "invited" all these people.

"Coercion?!"

"Inducement?!"

Qin Lin couldn't think of it even if he scratched his head, so he had to give up and murmured: "I'm going to see what tricks you are going to play!"

At this time, a noise came out of the field. Qin Linxun looked at it and smiled in his heart: "It seems that things are really not simple!"

Because today is a desperate battle between masters and a major event in the martial arts world is rare in a century, and the court attaches great importance to it. The Emperor of Ming Dynasty came to watch.

The emperor's body was coming, and his natural rituals were heavy and his vigilance was strong. The three layers inside and the three layers outside were all first-class masters, and there were countless Jinyiwei hidden in the dark.

"Good guy!"

...

The martial arts people in the field, although they did not understand the etiquette of the court, they all bowed and shouted: "Long live my emperor!"

The emperor walked up to the high platform with the support of many masters, and his appearance was revealed to everyone. The Emperor of Ming, the current emperor, was actually a handsome young man.

"Let's flat!"

The little emperor shouted.

After everyone thanked the gifts, the martial arts conference naturally continued to start according to the procedures.

Several masters fight, and it is rare to meet in the martial arts world in a century!
Chapter completed!