Everything Is Too Easy After Maxing My Talents

Chapter 115: Open the way for thousands of martial artists, transcending the mortal world and becoming a saint!_l

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In the 15th year of the martial arts calendar, Li Yueming was 34 years old.

At this moment.

His Vitality and combat strength had reached the peak of his life.

However, the higher realm of the Martial Arts was still out of reach.

After confirming that he could not become a Martial Saint with his own hard work, he was very happy.

Li Yueming stood up and walked out of the room.

At this moment.

The small courtyard was even more dilapidated. The persimmon tree in the courtyard swayed in the wind and had already grown into a towering tree.

On the other hand…

His mother was already fifty years old.

He looked at his old mother sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard.

Li Yueming was speechless.

Time was the most heartless, and it was the most ruthless.

There were many things that even Li Yueming couldn’t change.

This year, winter, New Year’s time.

Li Yueming gathered all the disciples for a reunion dinner.

Finally.

Li Yueming finally handed them a cultivation technique.

Then, he braved the biting cold wind and disappeared from Qingdu Port.

This year.

Suddenly, a super-powerful man appeared in Western Europe and swept across the entire continent to collect the remnants of the Holy Scriptures. In the past, it wasn’t that no one wanted to collect all the sacred scriptures.

However, those people basically did not end up well.

Moreover, it was said that the sacred scripture was a product passed down from ancient times and had long been completely scattered over such a long period of time.

Even if he collected all of them, he wouldn’t be able to fully understand the whole story.

Thus, the sacred scriptures were scattered all over the place.

And now.

However, this ferocious Eastern warrior had reversed everything.

He had snatched all the more than 100 pages of sacred scriptures in the entire Western Europe.

Finally, he left.

The eastern martial artist who caused such a huge commotion was naturally Li Yueming.

There was no longer any Power of Heaven and Earth that a warrior could comprehend. Therefore, Li Yueming could only find another way to start with the Holy Scriptures.

One had to know that this thing was very magical.

When Li Yueming had just stepped into martial arts, he had already comprehended a trace of the Power of Heaven and Earth with his deduction talent.

In addition.

In the process of collecting the Holy Scriptures.

Li Yueming met the old bishop from Qingdu Harbor again.

When Li Yueming appeared in front of the old bishop.

The old bishop seemed to have been prepared for this, and handed the scripture fragment to him.

He also told him about several speculations about the origin of the remnant scroll from the investigation of the Western European Missionaries.

Firstly, some western scholars were inclined to believe that the remnant was an object from beyond the heavens.

It was possible that he had fallen here through some strange folded spacetime.

Secondly, the remnant scroll was a product of this world itself, but it was not produced by their generation.

It was created by another civilization that was completely different from the current one in ancient times.

As for the last one…

It was a combination of the two.

The Western Missionaries believed that the ancient civilization had plundered this book from another civilization.

The reasoning was simple.

No matter how one looked at it, the sacred scripture was profound and complicated.

It was far from what humans in this society could create.

What was worth mentioning was that no one could recognize the words on the sacred scripture.

Only by focusing his consciousness on it could he feel the mysterious aura in

Lile page.

It contained everything and nothing could be excluded.

He bade farewell to the old bishop.

Li Yueming rushed back to Qingdu Port and began to prepare for a new round of seclusion.

At this moment.

Li Mengdie, who was already six years old, peeked out of the door and looked at him timidly.

Li Yueming smiled.

He picked up the little girl and gestured,””Xiao Die has grown taller again!”

Li Mengdie looked at him timidly for a moment before hugging Li Yueming and crying, “Father, Little Butterfly misses you, Mother misses you too. Little Butterfly saw Mother cry!”

Seeing that he didn’t say anything, the little girl blinked and said timidly,””Father, mother told me that you are very busy. What are you busy with? Why didn’t he want his mother and Little Butterfly?”