Great Dao Ji

Sa Wuling sighed softly.

The smile on Yun Chengping's fat face couldn't help but stiffen: "Taoist Priest, what are you talking about?"

Wow~

In the night, a group of soldiers all drew out their swords and looked at Yun Chengping with eager eyes. Runes were shining on the swords.

It can be seen that they are all excellent weapons.

In fact, this is the sword worn by the guardian warriors of Tianyi Sect. It can break the aura of magic and cut the golden body of Buddhism. It is a sword that is almost a magic weapon.

Phew~

Yan Xiake slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with ghostly fire.

Under his cloak and on his silver-white skeleton, there were faint streaks of blood emerging.

Phew~

An invisible chilling air suddenly filled the mountain top, and even the sound of rain seemed to disappear for a moment.

"Haha~"

The smile on Yun Chengping's face completely disappeared, and he stared at Sa Wuling:

"As expected of Master Tai Chi's disciple, he discovered it."

"The Wu family's soul-controlling insects are truly worthy of their reputation. Even the City God can control them."

Sa Wuling's face was solemn, and his heart was filled with evil spirits, but he forced himself to calm down and looked at Yun Chengping coldly:

"Where are the other city gods?"

He stopped in Wuzhou for three days without seeing a single city god. He already had an ominous omen in his heart, but he still had a trace of luck. But at this time, he was afraid that all the other city gods had fallen into the hands of these people.

"Why should Taoist Master Sa ask questions knowingly? I'm here, and those lonely ghosts will naturally be..."

Yun Chengping spoke coldly:

"Destroyed into ashes!"

Completely destroyed!

Sa Wuling's newly grown, nearly thin eyebrows raised:

"Very good!"

"Do you feel that your journey has gone smoothly? Do you feel that you have been welcomed by everyone, Master Wang has passed the test, and everyone worships you? Do you think that you can achieve all this with your mere cultivation in the realm of your own destiny?"

Yun Chengping smiled, his teeth glowing coldly:

"The Yuanshen strikes thirty thousand miles away, so what if that Tai Chi Taoist is powerful and invincible? This place is only sixty thousand miles away from Qingdu. Let's see if he can save you!"

Before he finished speaking, he laughed to himself again:

"Since you are here, why don't you come out?"

Boom!

Air currents exploded in the rain curtain, and the sound of laughter came from all directions.

"What bullshit Tai Chi way? Want to make the world law in one word? He is not worthy!"

"I was born free, and you want to restrain me. What a wishful thinking!"

"We have killed most of the one hundred and sixty-eight ghosts in Wuzhou, and we are not afraid of killing a few more!"

The sound of laughter seemed far away at first, but soon it came closer, and the sweeping raindrops hit everyone on the barren mountain.

Zhengzhengzhengzheng~~~

The whistling raindrops beating down from the sky were more powerful than any powerful bows and crossbows in the world. A group of armored soldiers in coir raincoats couldn't help but wave their swords to cut down the raindrops beating down from the sky.

The wind howled in the rain curtain, and the heavy rain came quickly.

However, the group of people wielding their swords forcibly rejected all the raindrops, showing extremely high martial arts attainments.

Phew~

The sound of long laughter had just fallen, and the rain curtain around the barren mountain was already occupied by silhouettes.

There are Taoist priests, monks, and sword-wielding warriors, but without exception, they cover their faces with magic power and do not show their true appearance. They don't even know whether their dressing up is real.

Although they decided to take action, they did not think of exposing themselves.

In addition to innate calculations, there are many supernatural powers in this world that can be traced back to their origins. They just want to kill people, but they don't want to die together.

The intimidation of a real Yuanshen is extremely great for anyone.

"Are you not a person who has developed supernatural powers?"

Seeing that there were so many people, Sa Wuling was not surprised, but shook his head with a mocking sneer:

"As you said, Wuzhou is far more than 60,000 miles away from Qingdu City. What are the people behind you afraid of?"

He felt at peace.

After several years of training, even without the guidance of ‘Master Shou’, he would no longer panic when encountering problems.

Yan Xiake became even calmer.

But beneath the calm, there is a deep murderous intention. They have been implementing new laws along the way, and they will kill anyone who violates the law, including humans, demons, ghosts, and even the city god.

However, compared to demons and ghosts, the city god probably does not have much sin.

On the contrary, in the process of implementing the new law, the city gods of various states played a great role.

At this time, I heard that the city god of Yizhou was completely killed. How could I not have murderous intentions in my heart?

"Hmph! When death is imminent, you must be very hard-spoken."

Someone sneered.

Everyone else's eyes were also colder, but no one took the lead.

But it hit a sore spot.

No one wants to offend a real person. They hide in hiding, so naturally they are not fearless.

After all, the person in front of him was one of the only two disciples of the Tai Chi Taoist.

Killing him will inevitably lead to backlash, and even the real Yuanshen will hunt him down.

"Okay, no more nonsense! Just as planned, I will kill this old Sa Dao, you block the surrounding area, and you will take care of the rest!"

Yun Chengping suddenly spoke, looking coldly at the people around him, and then looked at Sa Wuling:

"Your master killed my ancestor of the Wu family. This hatred is irreconcilable. If you die, don't blame me. If you want to blame, just blame your teacher!"

boom!

Before he could finish his words, he jumped forward and suddenly bloomed in the rain like a black lotus.

The densely packed soul-controlling insects hummed softly, like a black cloud, overwhelmingly covering the sky and the earth towards Sa Wuling.

"kill!"

Others also let out cold shouts, and issued a series of magic spells in the rain curtain, which exploded instantly and enveloped everyone except Sa Wuling.

They dare not kill Sa Wuling.

The rest of them, they just don’t care!

Boom!

Under the rain curtain, the air current was so strong that it blew all the heavy rain up into the sky.

Yan Xiake moved and was about to attack, but suddenly stopped.

Because there was a soft ringing sound in his ears.

Buzz~

The sound of the sword was like water, slowly overflowing and echoing in the rain curtain.

Sa Wuling sat cross-legged, a yellowed talisman burned in his palm, and brilliance visible to the naked eye overflowed from his fingertips, turning into an invisible Dao sword.

In the rain curtain, the swords shone brightly, and what reflected clearly was the killing intent flashing in Sa Wuling's eyes.

In Taiji Mountain in Liangzhou, An Qisheng used the spiritual objects of Zhu Chenghuang to create the "support" of the King Quan Sword, and the King Quan Sword was already able to exert its power.

And as An Qisheng's realm became more and more advanced, this royal sword became more and more powerful.

Even if the Taoist sword at this moment is just a trace of the royal sword branded by Sa Wuling with a Taoist seal.

The horror of the sword light caused by this appearance is also indescribable.

Phew~

The moment the Dao sword emerged, the barren mountain suddenly became stagnant, as if the heavy rain in the sky had stagnated for a moment.

"What the hell?"

Someone screamed in surprise, feeling as if his hair stood on end, as if a sword was pointed at his forehead, and he couldn't help but feel horrified.

"No, get back!"

"This, this is the life-saving thing given by the Tai Chi Taoist?! No, he clearly said that this old Taoist priest has no life-saving thing!"

"He lied to us!

retreat! retreat! retreat! "

The expressions of all the cultivators who attacked changed. They thought it was the real Yuanshen who had given them something to save their lives, and they immediately fled in all directions.

Huhu~~~

Yun Chengping, who transformed into countless soul-controlling insects, felt the huge crisis. With a thought, countless soul-controlling insects dispersed and disappeared into the heavy rain.

"It's a bit of a waste."

Yan Xiake shook his head slightly and lowered his raised arm.

"This talisman is not easy to make, but it is not a waste if it is used here."

Sa Wuling flipped his palm, and the sword light flowed like water. He flicked his fingers, and the Tao sword soared into the sky:

"They don't deserve to die!"

boom!

The light of the sword pierced the air and the sound of thunder rolled.

In an instant, the rain curtain on the barren mountain was filled with sword light. Wherever the invisible and chilling sword energy passed, everything was silently cut open by the extreme sharpness.

The sword light is as vast as the ocean, spreading like a lotus from the barren mountain, and its branches and leaves extend to the sky and the earth.

The screams drowned out all the attackers.

"You are so rich that you are willing to throw away a talisman of this level casually."

In the light rain, a group of people stopped to look from a distance, and could faintly see the sword energy rising into the sky, sweeping across everything.

"Don't even look at who the teacher is? Tai Chi Tao was replaced by the teaching of Heaven's Will, and there are only three or two disciples, so a mere talisman is naturally nothing?"

Some people are envious and jealous. Thinking of their own situation at this time, they really can't help crying.

There are even more differences in the way of cultivation in the world. Some people hold it with a sword, some use a cauldron to refine it, some even use a 'golden elixir' to receive it, and naturally there are also people who use a 'talisman'.

There is no distinction between high and low methods of cultivation, but the way of talismans is too complex, and few people in ancient and modern times use it to achieve the soul.

But I heard that Master Wen, one of the Eight Lords of Netherworld, seems to be practicing a similar way.

It is not easy to practice this way. However, if you have many talismans in your body, you will truly have the ability to fight beyond the level. Obviously, Nasa Lao Dao has many talismans in his body.

Taoist Liansheng ignored Huang Qing'er and Taoist Bailian's cynicism. He looked into the distance and sighed slightly in his heart:

"This disciple of An Zhenren is not just someone to be taken lightly."

In his opinion, the Sadao man was just practicing his own destiny. Even if it was said to be advanced, he could only touch upon the Taoism, and it would be far from being a reality.

But this sword talisman already has magical powers.

Under the real person, I'm afraid no one can resist it.

"With such a teacher here, this is just a matter of course."

Taoist Bai Lian withdrew his eyes, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows glowed blood red:

"You, on the other hand, come to Wuzhou, but you want to go from Wuzhou to Donglu?"

Taoist Bailian asked.

Huang Qing'er and Taoist Wu Tongue also looked away.

Whether they want to or not, they have to take the trip, but that doesn't mean they are willing.

"That's not true."

The old Taoist Liansheng shook his head slightly: "Wuzhou is backed by rolling mountains, and there are many dangerous places for evil beasts in it. After that, there is an abyss, which is not an easy way out."

"Then are you here to help Sa Wuling?"

Taoist Bailian looked a little unhappy:

"Do you really think of yourself as that Taoist's servant? Let me tell you, I, Bai Lian, will never be a slave in my life. I promised to send you to the other four continents, but I won't do even one more thing!"

"But there's no need for us to take action."

Liansheng Laodao didn't care and stepped into the rain:

"Sixteen thousand miles south of Wuzhou is the boundary of Dingzhou. There is a road to Donglu from there."

An Qisheng may or may not know what happened in Wuzhou, but he has no intention of intervening.

Paisa Wuling, after Yan Xiake came out of the capital, he seemed to care nothing about anything. The court just left it to the yellow dogs, while he deduced the way of cultivation.

With the dream-entering method, he spent more time practicing every day than anyone else.

But after entering dreams one after another, he finally discovered the "aftereffects" of the dream-entering method.

Each of those spiritual imprints contained the lifelong learning, understanding, and experience of a real person who had cultivated supernatural powers. The amount gained from entering dreams was naturally incomparable to hard practice.

But at the same time, the impact of countless people's memories and experiences on the self was naturally infinite.

A person who has not experienced much of the world suddenly bears hundreds or thousands of years of memories, and your own memories are less than a fraction of this. Under the impact, are you still you?

If An Qi had not lived two lives as a human being, crossed three realms, united his spirit, energy, and spirit, and had the three flowers gathered at the top of his head, and his own spiritual light was far more powerful than that of ordinary people, and he had not fully accepted the lifelong experience of the person with the spiritual imprint, he would have been unable to bear it.

Even so, he felt the limit of his soul.

The spiritual imprints of these more than a hundred supernatural masters and the master of tribulation are naturally not too much to bear, but he is also alert.

Slow down the process, remove the dross and keep the essence, and then slowly digest it and turn it into his own thing to maintain the "purity" of the self's spiritual light.

Therefore, he wanders in the market every day, understands the changes in people's hearts, digests what he has gained in the past few years, and goes to the Tathagata Temple in his spare time to talk about Buddhism with the Ruyi monk who has achieved great "endurance".

He even walks out of Qingdu City, wanders among the mountains and rivers, watches the sunrise and sunset, looks at the sea and the stars, sleeps in the clouds, and soars in the wind.

The heart is in harmony with nature, and touches the great Tai Chi of heaven and earth with his own small Tai Chi.

In this way, time flies, years pass quickly, and in a blink of an eye, fifty-eight years have passed.

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