Chapter 728 — A Great Ship Capsizes in a Ditch

"The Sect Master's teacher came here to fight—truly the God of Longevity hanging himself, tired of living! " the Dragon Qilin thought inwardly. In the vision of Shen Mu's third eye, the divine treasuries and heavenly palaces of these villagers emerged.

Their divine bridges were complete, extending from their divine treasuries straight to their heavenly palaces. And in these villagers' heavenly palaces, one after another extraordinarily tall and majestic primordial spirits stood deep within.

He could not see the exact position of their primordial spirits within the heavenly palaces, but he could tell that the lowest cultivation among these people was Yaotai! He looked at the old farmer, but could not see through his cultivation at all—could not even see through that old ox! "The old ox said Fatty Long could cultivate a thousand years and still not contend with him. It seems it's true.

" Shen Mu put the willow leaf back in place and came before the old ox and the old farmer. He bowed and said, "Shen Mu, son of the Shen clan of Kaihuang, pays his respects to the Martial Heavenly Master. " The old farmer's face was deeply wrinkled, his skin dark and ruddy, weathered by wind and sun. The tendons on his hands stood out high, his knuckles thick and large, appearing very powerful. His eye sockets were sunken, his eyelids drooping.

He continued brushing the old ox's hair, his voice like a great bell: "There is no Martial Heavenly Master here. We're all farmers.

You've got the wrong person. " Shen Mu smiled.

"Since the Martial Heavenly Master is unwilling to acknowledge his identity, then the man in the ditch is my teacher. May I take him away? " The old farmer clenched his fist heavily.

Rolling thunder erupted. Shen Mu looked up and saw the sky suddenly turn dark, lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Bolts of lightning tore the sky, and faintly one could see a fist as large as a black mountain appear in the heavens. "You want to take the old charlatan away?

First eat my three punches! " The old farmer glanced at him and shook his head. "Your little body can't take it.

" Shen Mu steadied himself, withdrew his gaze, and said, "The Heavenly Master is first in martial power among the Four Great Heavenly Masters. Would he still make things difficult for a junior of the Shen clan? " The old farmer unclenched his fist and continued brushing the ox's hair.

Calmly he said, "Is the Kaihuang bloodline so impressive? Back then, among Kaihuang's sons and daughters, some did evil, and I beat several of them to death. Among the Four Great Heavenly Masters, the one ranked first isn't me. What use is martial power? It's not even as good as that smooth-talker in the ditch.

" Shen Mu's heart lurched.

A bead of cold sweat appeared at his temple. He would dare beat even Kaihuang's sons and daughters to death directly?

This Martial Heavenly Master truly had audacity beyond the heavens! "What will it take for the Martial Heavenly Master to spare Master Woodcutter? " Shen Mu's expression suddenly turned grave.

"The jianghu has the jianghu's rules. The court has the court's rules. Since we've come to the jianghu, then let's follow the jianghu's rules! This junior, Shen Mu, has come to rescue his teacher. I ask the Heavenly Master to lay down the terms! " The old farmer's drooping eyelids lifted.

He chuckled. "Jianghu rules?

Excellent!

I'd like to see how much the smooth-talker taught you!

That sneaky woodcutter relied on his tongue to become first among the Four Great Heavenly Masters. Surely you didn't only learn his tongue? " Shen Mu laughed heartily. His clothes moved without wind, flapping loudly. "To my shame, since this junior entered the world, I have always solved problems with my fists.

I have fought my way through, and never once lost to anyone! " The old farmer looked him up and down and sneered. "You haven't even refined a martial soul. Your fists have essence and qi but no spirit and soul. You're a fellow who hasn't attained the Dao, yet your tongue thunders to the heavens.

Someone, open the Fighting Bull Palace! " In the mountain village, one after another, the farmers and farmwives stood up. With one voice they roared, and punched out. The mountain ridge behind the village was punched by the gods and shifted away.

Space was torn apart, revealing a vast heavenly palace. That heavenly palace sat amid a vast expanse of heavens. The heavens opened. Sun and moon hung high, stars shone brilliantly.

Within, there was even a not-small kingdom. "Go to the Fighting Bull Palace.

Jianghu rules! " The old farmer chuckled. "Kill and no one asks questions! " Shen Mu's scalp went numb.

The Dragon Qilin quietly turned around, intending to slip away, but Shen Mu stepped on his tail. The Dragon Qilin was so frightened he nearly fainted dead away.