Everything Is Too Easy After Maxing My Talents

two years later.

In the 122nd year of the Martial Dao Calendar, there was another dry tomb behind Li Yueming's small courtyard.

From then on.

Everyone he cared about in this world went to the grave.

After burying all the old people, Li Yueming became more silent.

Looking at the barren land and dead old trees in the yard, he tilted his head and fell into thought.

finally.

It was not easy to come back to God.

Li Yueming began to decorate the slightly dilapidated small courtyard.

Weeds were shoveled, and the land that my cheap mother had planted before was plowed again.

On the other side of the yard, a new persimmon tree was planted where Ye Nanyuan used to plant a persimmon tree.

After some repairs and RBI.

The small courtyard that had been unpopular finally regained its vitality.

This moment.

Li Yueming didn't take off the disguise on his face.

Therefore, he is still acting in the image of an old man today.

Neighbors around saw it, and asked with doubts on their faces: "Isn't this the old courtyard of the Martial Arts God's house? Who are you?"

Li Yueming turned his head and said with a smile: "The god of martial arts has gone on a long journey to the sea, and before he left, he asked me to look after the yard for him!"

The neighbors were relieved.

After all, no one would dare to enter this small courtyard on weekdays.

But it still holds a lot of weight in the hearts of many Qingdu Port residents.

When I suddenly saw an old man cleaning the room, I couldn't avoid asking.

The two chatted for a few words, and the neighbor left after getting an explanation.

so far.

Li Yueming planted all kinds of fruits and vegetables in the vegetable field left by his cheap mother, and restocked the abandoned pigsty and chicken pens with livestock.

I no longer think about or entangle any content related to martial arts in my head.

But really like an ordinary old man.

Live a life of spring planting and autumn harvest, sunrise and sunset.

Another twenty years passed in a blink of an eye.

The Qingdu Empire finally began to lose its heyday, and various problems appeared in the country.

But this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that the fleet of warships and aircraft carriers in the Free State is getting stronger and stronger.

Qingdu Port has lagged behind in technology decades ago.

In the past few years, although the high-level research institute has been working hard to specialize in the research of the seventh-generation warships, the gap with the Free State is still getting wider and wider.

In the battlefield above the sea.

The Qingdu Empire is almost in a state of total defeat this year, and the territorial waters and the range of activities of warships have been suppressed again and again.

Seeing that the fleet of the Free State will soon reach the capital of the empire.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar in the hall.

Some advocate war, some negotiate peace, and some advocate moving the capital.

All kinds of messy arguments were arguing together.

If it weren't for Han Bufan's status and power, he would be able to hold him back.

It is estimated that the world is already in chaos by now.

...

someday.

A middle-aged man in his fifties found the courtyard.

Looking at the gray-haired old man in the yard, Han Bufan looked almost terrified.

in the past.

Even when the warships of foreigners from the Free State sailed near Qingdu Port, Han Bufan didn't panic at all.

But now looking at the white-haired old man in front of him.

It was the first time Han Bufan really panicked.

Ordinary people can't recognize Li Yueming.

But Han Bufan is Li Yueming's eldest disciple.

His own cultivation base has already reached the peak of Martial Saint.

How could he fail to recognize that this simple old man in front of him is his master?

Looking at such an old master in front of him.

Han Bufan was stunned.

After all, he is also a Martial Saint, so he is still young and healthy.

Li Yueming has no reason to be so old.

After the shock.

Han Bufan's expression was complicated, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed for a long while, "Disciple is dead..."

After recovering from his senses, Han Bufan's first reaction was that Li Yueming failed to attack the Martial Saint.

After all, there have been rumors outside that Li Yueming is attacking the realm above Wu Sheng.

But as time went by, Li Yueming still had no news.

Many people now jump out and feel that the rumors are false.

Only core members like Han Bufan know this is true.

As early as almost a hundred years ago, his master was already groping for the realm above martial saints.

But now, looking at Li Yueming's old face.

In addition to the failure to break through the Martial Saint, which caused problems with the foundation of Martial Dao.

Han Bufan couldn't think of any other possibility.

...

He looked at his proud disciple in front of him.

Li Yueming fell into a long memory.

It seems that ever since Fu Xiaorou died of overwork and illness, Li Yueming didn't come forward to preside over her funeral.

A group of disciples didn't visit him much anymore.

Li Yueming knew that they were angry about Fu Xiaorou's affairs, so he stopped interacting with him as if in a fit of anger.

But he never took the initiative to explain.

After all, if explanations are useful in many cases, there will not be so many barriers between people.

therefore.

This was the first time Li Yueming saw his disciple again after decades.

He is more mature and stable than he remembers, and his strength has also grown sufficiently.

He waved his hand, signaling Han Bufan to get up.

Li Yueming put down the hoe and said, "What's the matter?"

Han Bufan glanced at Li Yueming, lowered his head, and said, "Nowadays, officials at the upper and lower levels of Qingdu Port are colluding with each other, and there are signs of the rise of aristocratic families in various places. This disciple wants to ask Master how to deal with it!"

Li Yueming frowned when he heard the words, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "I can't manage the affairs of Qingdu Port forever, and...you already have an idea, just do it according to your idea!"

Han Bufan knelt down and kowtowed again: "Disciple understands!"

finished.

Han Bufan got up and walked out the door.

When he walked to the door, he looked back at the desolate and lonely old man behind him.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and saluted, "Master, please take care of yourself... disciple, disciple is leaving!"

Li Yueming said angrily: "Don't worry, I won't die even if you die, Master Ni, hurry up and get out of here, don't smudge!"

Han Bufan couldn't laugh or cry when he was scolded.

However, he still breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned his head and left.

...

This year.

Rivers of blood flowed from top to bottom of Qingdu Port.

Numerous corrupt officials were investigated and dealt with, and the entire country was cleaned up and down inside and out.

Han Bufan forcibly reshuffled the Qingdu Empire with an absolutely cold-blooded attitude.

Countless aristocratic families were wiped out in this bloodbath.

to this end.

Han Bufan was also branded as a cold-blooded executioner.

The dog legs of countless aristocratic families jumped up and down and poured pots of sewage on Han Bufan.

But no matter how they struggled, Han Bufan was as hard as steel.

Just like his master bloodbathed the aristocratic families and powerful families a hundred years ago.

...

One hundred and fifty years of martial arts calendar.

After the last big change of blood, the entire Qingdu Empire once again glowed with some vitality.

But it is also limited to this.

After all, in the past, Li Yueming could kill all the aristocratic families of the old era.

Today's Han Bufan can't do it.

the other side.

The tug-of-war of the Free State at sea has become more and more unsustainable, and both sides of the frontal and side battlefields are constantly being defeated.

As a result, many residents of Qingdu Port fell into a large-scale panic.

After all, the Qingdu Empire is different from any previous empire, its capital is a seaport.

Once the sea control is lost, it means that the royal capital will be exposed to the invaders immediately.

Residents in the entire Qingdu Port will be in danger of life.

under these circumstances.

There have been no new voices in Jianghu for many years.

In the past, Tianjiao ruled.

Someone on the front foot broke through to a martial arts master at the age of eighteen, and someone on the back foot broke through to the Martial Emperor at the age of twenty.

Constantly refreshing the records left by the predecessors in the past.

But now hundreds of years have passed.

Those Tianjiao in the past have already reached the realm of Martial Emperor and Martial Saint.

Although the new batch of Tianjiao stepped on their shoulders, there were occasional breakthroughs.

But the glory is still gone after all.

What countless warriors are looking forward to most now is for those warrior saints to explore a higher realm above warrior saints.

Under such strong stimulation.

Perhaps Martial Arts will glow with strong vitality again.

This moment.

The God of Martial Arts is more like a long-standing legend to ordinary warriors, because he has not appeared in front of everyone for too long.

As a result, many people speculated that the God of Martial Dao might have suddenly disappeared on the way of searching for immortals like Emperor Wu of Great Xia in the past.

...

One hundred and seventy years of martial arts calendar.

There are rumors that the ninth-level fighting god in the Free State seems to have broken through to a higher level this year.

Became the first tenth-order fighting god so far.

Under the leadership of the fighting god.

The morale of the entire Free State fleet soared.

With all the strength of the nest, Qingdu Port was caught off guard.

The Qingdu Imperial Navy was almost wiped out in this battle.

When this unfortunate news came, the entire Qingdu Empire showed two completely different and strange states.

Ordinary people and ordinary warriors were boiling immediately, and everyone was discussing what they should do.

And quite different from it.

The martial arts world of the Qingdu Empire fell into deep silence.

Countless martial saints study day and night, but they have no clue about the higher realm above martial saints.

But the ninth-level fighting god in the Free State reached a stronger realm one step ahead of them.

So is it the blockade of the will of heaven and earth, or is martial arts really not as good as the extreme fighting in the free state?

for a while.

The high-level warriors of the entire Qingdu Empire fell into deep confusion.

This is a kind of confusion about martial arts that cannot see the way forward, and it is also a kind of deep confusion about one's own abilities.

In this case, the fighting gods came.

Only one person.

The God of Fighting stands alone on the imperial capital of the Qingdu Dynasty, overlooking all living beings in Qingdu Port.

It's as if the gods are looking down on the tiny ants.

at the same time.

The residents of Qingdu Port soon discovered his existence.

Just take a look at it.

Countless residents were almost breathless due to the aura of a high-ranking person emanating from him.

In Qingdu Port.

The most elite warrior team stood up.

Looking at the terrifying foreigner above the sky, he swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly, "This is the royal capital of the Qingdu Empire, Your Excellency, don't make mistakes!"

Fighting God didn't pay attention to them at all.

After just glancing at them, he said to himself, "Where's your god of martial arts? Ask him to come out and have an audience!"

He spoke Chinese.

Although the sound is not loud, it can resound in all directions.

So much so that all the residents of Qingdu Port can hear it clearly.

The words "God of Martial Arts" seem to carry some kind of magical power.

After many years, it finally appeared in everyone's ears again.

In the palace.

Han Bufan stepped out, looked at the fighting god floating above the sky and said, "Master has gone out to sea to find immortals, if you are looking for him, then come to me!"

talking.

He also flew into the sky.

The majestic fighting god just glanced at him up and down, and said in a calm voice: "It's an interesting bug, but it's just a bug. Killing you can only stain my hand!"

Hearing this, Han Bufan sneered and said, "I am a disciple of the God of Martial Dao, and I will fight on behalf of my teacher today. Is it in your favor to say so?"

Fighting God finally looked at Han Bufan again.

His eyes also gradually turned cold, and he said coldly: "Do you know what existence you are talking to? Die to me!"

The fighting god held out an arm.

immediately.

The whole world seemed to darken.

His hand turned into a huge phantom, and with just a light grasp, he held Han Bufan in his hand.

Han Bufan himself is recognized as one of the most powerful martial saints in China.

But in the face of this kind of power, it is like a fish that has been stranded all the time and has no resistance.

Seeing that Han Bufan didn't survive even a move.

A dozen figures appeared below the palace.

They are all disciples of Li Yueming, and they are the core cornerstone for maintaining the stability of Qingdu Empire.

Among these disciples.

A small half broke through to the realm of martial saints, and a small half broke through to high-level martial emperors.

This moment.

They joined forces and flew up to the sky, looked at the fighting god and said, "Our master is not dead yet. If you don't want him to visit your free state, let go of the elder brother!"

Even Han Bufan couldn't resist. The foreigner in front of him was obviously much stronger than them.

Therefore, a group of disciples dare not really do it.

I can only try to see if I can use Li Yueming's name to scare foreigners.

But obviously all this is useless.

If foreigners were really afraid of Li Yueming, they wouldn't appear so arrogantly over Qingdu Port.

on the sky.

The God of Fighting glanced at a few people, his eyes were full of contempt, and he said: "It's just an ant, how dare you threaten me? Let's not say that your master will never be able to step into a higher realm, so what if you do? Free State will soon There will be tenth-order fighting gods everywhere!"

talking.

He waved his hand again and arrested several other disciples.

Countless residents under Qingdu witnessed this scene, and almost all felt that the sky was about to fall.

These dozen or so people are the foundation of the Qingdu Empire.

If they all died at the hands of this foreigner who suddenly appeared... It is estimated that more than half of the Qingdu Empire will collapse directly.

At that time, the land of China, which has just settled down for less than a hundred years, will fall into endless flames of war again!

among the crowd.

A figure carrying a shoulder pole and holding a sickle also witnessed all this.

Raising his head, Li Yueming took off the straw hat on his head and sighed softly.

Immediately, under the incredulous eyes of countless residents around, he climbed up to the sky step by step, and sighed in front of the so-called fighting god: "Now the free state's extreme fighting is so popular? Half-baked tenth rank is also tenth rank?"

The voice finished.

With a wave of Li Yueming's hand, the group of disciples who were held in their hands suddenly felt their whole bodies relax.

They all looked at Li Yueming with excitement.

They all saluted and said: "Unfilial disciples pay homage to the master, the master is blessed and safe!"

Hear movement.

Almost all the residents of Qingdu Port were excited when they saw this situation.

Once upon a time, the God of Martial Arts has become a legendary term.

So many people have buried it in the depths of memory.

But now.

Looking at the blurry figure above the sky.

The memory of the God of Martial Arts suddenly came alive again in the minds of countless residents of Qingdu Port.

more than a hundred years ago.

It is also a pair of fists that are invincible all over the world.

The God of Martial Arts drove away the foreigners almost by himself.

Founded the Qingdu Empire where everyone has food to eat, everyone has clothes to wear, and everyone can learn to go to school.

decades ago.

And relying on his own strength, he forcibly reversed the curse that warriors cannot be holy.

He blazed a trail of blood for the emperors of the world, which bought the peace of the Qingdu Empire for nearly a hundred years.

No matter which of the above achievements.

It is enough to make any warrior proud for a lifetime.

But on the body of the God of Martial Dao, it is just a grain of countless stars.

nowadays.

The God of Martial Arts appeared again.

Everyone thought that his existence had become a legend.

But he once again stood in front of everyone, using his fists to make a bright future for everyone in Qingdu Port and even Qingdu Port.

such feats.

In Qingdu Port, from the dignitaries to the common people, countless residents couldn't help but kneel on the ground in unison.

The mighty Sanskrit-like voices rang out in unison: "The god of martial arts, Wanfu Jinan, protect us for thousands of years!"

...

Listening to the voices of countless residents under their feet like a pilgrimage.

Li Yueming also felt a little complicated.

Now he has nothing to worry about in this world other than scoring the mark of reincarnation.

It can be appreciated by tens of millions of people.

But it also made his blood that had been silent for a long time rarely boil.

Flick the sleeve robe.

Protect all the disciples behind them.

Li Yueming looked at the mighty tenth-level fighting god just now and said, "Aren't you looking for me? Now I'm here!"

not far away.

The face of the tenth-level fighting god turned blue and turned white.

Looking at Li Yueming, who looked like an ordinary old farmer in front of him, he felt it carefully for a long time before he said in amazement: "You have also touched the taboo area? Impossible, absolutely impossible, you have clearly not received the blessing of the gods, how could you touch the taboo area? "

In this regard, Li Yueming smiled and said: "What taboo field? I haven't broken through the realm of the Martial God yet, but...it's more than enough to deal with half-baked tenth-orders like you!"

The voice fell.

Before the God of Fighting continued to say anything.

Li Yueming had already moved. He pressed down lightly with one hand, and said excitedly, "Let me see that you have been working hard on the extreme fighting in the Free State for so many years. Have you made any progress?"

This moment.

Li Yueming's palm spreads tens of feet, although it is only a virtual power of heaven and earth.

But the super energy contained in it is still enough to shock everyone who saw this scene.

The huge virtual palm directly shrouded the tenth-order fighting god below.

The God of Fighting roared with all his might.

The whole person turned into a meatball-shaped muscular monster.

But even so, it still took a lot of effort to break free from Li Yueming's palm.

Looking at Li Yueming who was smiling not far away.

Rarely, the fighting gods are scared.

He turned his head and was about to run away.

To this.

The smile in Li Yueming's eyes became even bigger, and he crossed his hands and grabbed it lightly.

A few fingers are like the strongest prison in the world.

Imprisoned the extreme fighting god in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the fighting god with a terrified face.

Li Yueming rubbed his chin and said to himself: "I forgot to tell you, in fact, besides being a martial artist, I also work as a biochemical madman! I'll take you back and analyze it carefully. I think I can return to the reincarnation space ahead of schedule... "

...

There are only 5,000 words to update today, and if it is broken, it will be added tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

I had an argument with my girlfriend, and I was in a bad mood. In addition, there were more and more trolls in the book review area, and some people even trolled without reading the book, and the mood was even worse.

This volume is estimated to end in two or three chapters at most, please be patient, the author has to fill in all the holes before it can end.

Finally, does anyone want to join the group?

If there are many people, the author can consider building one, but if there are few people, it will be fine.