Everything Is Too Easy After Maxing My Talents

Li Yueming wants to become the god of martial arts.

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

The warriors of the entire Qingdu Empire were 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.

Sixty-five years of martial arts.

The martial arts in the land of Huaxia 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 rain.

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

The entire rivers and lakes showed unimaginable vitality.

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

Nowadays, all the Xingyue Pavilion can be accommodated are the tyrannical exercises developed and created by the amazingly talented people.

under these circumstances.

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 martial artists have cultivated the concept of being a good man practicing martial arts to serve the country since childhood.

Countless warriors got on their horses one after another and set foot on Nanshan Mountain with their army horses.

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

The powerful army of warriors even reached the territory near the Western European Empire at one point, and countless Western European foreigners were almost scared to death by this army from the East.

without him.

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

One person and one rider robbed nearly a hundred large and small kingdoms 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 Western European churches, which used to be invincible in the past, have become fish on the chopping board, and they are about to fail.

Only to find that group of nasty oriental faces came and rattled them again.

...

Martial arts calendar seventy years.

The economic, cultural, and military strength of Qingdu Port have reached an unprecedented peak.

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 victories and losses between each other, but in general, the Qingdu Empire wins more and loses less.

It can be said.

Today's Qingdu Empire is the only existence on the entire planet that can wrestle with the Free State.

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

at the same time.

The martial arts of the Qingdu Empire 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 may only be possible to appear in the ancient times when there are pieces and half claws in the legends of the classics.

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

There is always an unspeakable hidden worry in the hearts of the warriors.

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

available in this case.

It turns out that no one can reach a realm higher than that of a 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.

But now.

They are still at their peak as warriors.

That's how I got lonely.

It seems that it is not reconciled anyway.

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

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

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

No information was released either.

They cannot sit still.

They 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 the predecessors have explored and explored.

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

In this way, water drips through stone, maybe martial arts can still have a bright future.

...

Eighty years of martial arts.

The development of Qingdu Port began to fall into 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.

The sad news came.

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

Mourning erupted throughout the empire.

Countless subjects cried bitterly for 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, he 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.

Li Yueming, the god of martial arts, 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 god of martial arts didn't even show his face.

So is the God of Martial Dao still studying martial arts?

Is something wrong?

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

The one who seemed to be in his heyday suddenly disappeared.

In the end, it was Li Yueming's eldest 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.

But even so.

There are still doubts in the hearts of the people of the world.

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.

Only a yellowish wildflower remained on the tawny grave.

Proof that someone was there in the end.

...

One hundred years of martial arts.

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

After Fu Xiaorou's death.

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

And 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 besides the bustle, there was a palpitating silence.

Something seems to have caught everyone's throats and made 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 turn into sand and gravel in the desert after a long time.

Maybe many years later.

Times change.

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

Just listening to it makes me sad.

When it really happened, it was even more uncomfortable than killing them.

You can look at 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.

The 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 forms on the battlefield were reversed.

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

...

One hundred and twenty years of martial arts calendar.

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 of Huizhou passed away yesterday!"

"Mulin Grandmaster EZ 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!"

Sad news came one after another.

The originally prosperous rivers and lakes were full of mourning.

under these circumstances.

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 already 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 looked bleak and forlorn.

Ye Nanyuan is here.

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

He knocked lightly on the door that seemed to have been silent for a hundred years.

After a long time.

A figure with disheveled hair appeared in front of everyone.

Although because of not taking care of it, the whole person looks extremely sloppy.

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

Ye Nanyuan had white hair all over her head, and her forehead was 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.

Li Mengdie, who is already a mother, looked at the figure in front of her nervously, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "Father?"

The figure in front of him did not respond.

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.

Turning around to the man next to Li Mengdie, he said, "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 braced himself, and said with an unbelievable trembling voice: "Father-in-law is on top, and my son-in-law bowed down..."

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

After looking Li Yueming up and down a few times, he shook his head and said, "I don't have such a homeless grandpa. My grandpa is the god of martial arts!"

immediately.

All three of them had embarrassment on their faces.

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

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

Then there is the girl next to her.

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

Ye Nanyuan sighed.

With a wave of his hand, all the people behind him were driven away.

Only then did he look up and down at the man in front of him, and after a long time he said: "You have never had a defeat in your life, so you can't fail!"

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

During these years.

Day and night he was researching ways to break through the martial arts.

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

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

bound in this world.

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

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 gorgeous as before.

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

Ye Nanyuan was startled, and asked doubtfully, "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 is just a floating dream, would I regret being lingering in the dream with you?"

Li Yueming nodded.

Although that was not exactly what he said at the time, it was true in general.

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 was still full of sorrow and self-blame.

This moment.

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

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.

He held her in his arms and said, "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.

He just hugged her tighter.

...

This year.

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

Bought a carriage with Ye Nanyuan.

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

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

I opened my mouth several times but couldn't speak.

But Wang Ermazi was extremely excited.

They 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, which can be regarded as fulfilling his dream of teaching and educating people.

Now I am very old.

But recalled the past years.

Originally, I just wanted to take a look at it 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.

I can only say time and luck.

Look at Li Yueming leading the horse by himself.

Wang Ermazi hurriedly 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.

Bonds 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.

But when facing this kind of moment.

But still feel powerless.

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

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

For the next two years.

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

They first cruised around Qingdu Port.

Then follow the port all the way east to inland Lingnan.

The trend of the times is always rolling forward.

The Twelve Lingnan sects that were invincible in the past have long been destroyed in the dust of history.

When the three of them revisited their old places, they only saw tiles from 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 deserted land, I feel that this is a dream, and what I dream is reality."

This moment.

Li Yueming also dressed himself up as an old man.

Wen Yan did not speak.

He just silently held her in his arms.

Is it a dream?

Maybe not.

In a sense, that may be the bloody 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 head-on along the road, which was full of the tangy fragrance of rice flowers.

I heard that the main road leading to Qingdu Port will be repaired with the latest cement road in two years.

This moment.

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

...