Great Dao Ji

The situation changed in a blink of an eye, and the sea returned to calm.

Fang Shanmin stared blankly at Qing Wuju, who was walking away. After a long time, he exhaled a breath. He didn't know what happened, causing the prince to extinguish his thunderous wrath.

But he knew that with the escort of Wuwu Sea King, there would be no danger in this trip.

It's safe.

Fang Shanmin breathed a sigh of relief, pushed himself up to the ship's building, and comforted the young man in gold robe who looked pale and seemed to have been greatly frightened:

"Sir, everything is fine."

"Are you okay?"

The young man in brocade robe seemed to be in shock, but Fang Shanmin comforted him a few words, and then his face turned red, and he returned to the room holding on to the wall.

Watching the young man return to his house, Fang Shanmin sighed in his heart.

This young master is the grandson of the prince, and his mother's name is Lin Boxun. His father is the prince's illegitimate son. When his parents died, he was discovered by the prince and sent them to the Beihai Islands to take him back.

Originally, this was a good thing.

But his cultivation was shallow and he was born blind. The only trump card he had was the crown prince token left by his father, which was gone now.

Lost support.

Living in the imperial capital is not easy.

Bang~

The hatch slammed shut.

Lin Boxun leaned against the cabin door, the panic on his face suddenly disappeared, and a dim light appeared in his gray-white eyes:

"Finally, have you awakened?"

While he was talking to himself, various rays of light seemed to flicker and flow in front of his eyes. Then, the picture froze and turned into a line of text that flowed in front of his eyes:

【Lin Boxun (Host)】

【Age 27/153】

[Physique: 0.2 insects]

[Supernatural power: none]

[Treasure: None]

[Pet beast: none]

[Friends: None]

[Source power: 1.5 points]

[Evaluation: Weak and inferior reptiles are not worthy of being called ‘human beings’]

"The inner demon's great freedom system."

Lin Boxun couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and spoke in a voice that did not belong to any words in this world.

Twenty-seven years after coming to this world, this 'system' finally awakened.

But looking at the content of the text, he suddenly felt very bad.

Not because of that insulting comment, but because of my own life span.

Normal people can live more than two hundred or even three hundred years, but I can only live to one hundred and fifty? !

"Life span, life span is only more than a hundred years."

Lin Boxun was in a very bad mood, but his thoughts were fixed on Yuan Li.

This so-called source power, according to the Great Freedom System, is the crystallization of the origin of all things, including the destiny of all heaven and earth.

With this, nothing is impossible.

[Life span, what does it mean? 】

[If you have the power of an insect, your life span will be three hundred, and you can easily fight against a hundred people!

If you have the power of a scale, you can ride a horse that is worth a thousand, and you can't stop it with manpower. You can form an army with just one person, and you can look down on everything, and your lifespan can exceed a thousand! 】

[If you have the power of a dragon, you can move mountains and seas, fly to the sky and escape from the earth, capture the stars of the Nine Heavens, and capture the dragons of the four seas!

Life span can exceed 10,000! 】

[If you have the power of a god, you can live forever. With just a flick of your fingers, thousands of years and years will bring all living beings to kneel at your feet, and all living beings will tremble when they hear your name! 】

[If you have the power of a dragon, you can even defeat the gods and overlook the smoke and dust of the world. Even the immortals and Buddhas cannot compare with you. You will be the ancestor of countless people and the heaven of countless people!

If you have the power of one person, you can even tear the sky apart, escape the void and break the world, be omnipotent, everything in the world is in your palm, you can destroy the world with a pinch of your finger, and open the sky with a punch!

If you have a sorrow]

The words stopped abruptly, as if the pause button had been pressed, and the system fell into a brief silence.

But Lin Boxun hadn't recovered from the shock yet, so he didn't notice.

The voice of the Great Freedom System reappeared, but it became much calmer: [As long as you have enough source power, you can live forever and be equal to the sky, you,

Can do anything! 】

"As long as God, I can do anything"

Lin Boxun's heart was surging and he wanted to scream. With great difficulty, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and asked in his heart:

"Yuanli, where can I get it?"

The voice of the Great Freedom System suddenly became cryptic, ruthless and indifferent, but also endlessly tempting:

[Everything contains source power! For example, those reptiles on the boat right now! 】

"Um?!"

Huhu~

The cold wind blew through the mountains, passing through patches of forest, swirling over the hideous canyons, making a shrill sound.

Under this night, it adds a bit of desolation.

"Huh~"

On the top of the barren mountain, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, stared at the silent mountains under the night, and suddenly smiled: "Interesting."

Just like before, he did not get a glimpse of what happened in those buried years from this ancient scroll.

But vaguely, he already had a guess.

At this time, he already knew that there was a force burying those years, and there were people using various means to convey those years to future generations.

What is revealed in this is somewhat interesting.

"What?"

The three-hearted blue soul boy quietly poked his head out, a little surprised. It could naturally be seen that although An Qisheng smiled, there was no smile in his heart.

"nothing."

An Qisheng didn't say much. He waved his sleeves and robe, stood up, and walked to the wooden city.

In the night, Mucheng also fell into silence.

It was just a collision during the day. Although An Qisheng deliberately protected and did not destroy Mucheng again, the violent aftermath of the collision of magical powers was already unbearable for ordinary people.

In the silence, I don’t know how many people have been sleepless for a long time.

"Tao, Taoist Master."

"Master of the Gate."

"senior."

As soon as they entered the city, Tu Ba, Gong Yang Yan and others, who had been waiting for a long time, were already surrounding them.

An Qisheng glanced at the young man in black robe in the corner: "Jing Yesi?"

"Thank you, senior, for your help."

Wang Xuangan bowed and saluted, his expression not very good-looking.

In the previous battle, Qing Wuju was repulsed by the people in front of him. He originally came with the purpose of making friends, but he met Lin Qianlong in the city who had no cultivation.

Only then did he realize that he had sent the sheep into the tiger's mouth, but since he was already in the mountains, he could only bite the bullet and stay.

He didn't think that he could escape under the eyes of a great monk of Yuanshen.

An Qisheng raised his hand, stopped his politeness, and asked nonchalantly: "In addition to thanking you, is there anything else you can say?"

"."

As if he didn't expect An Qisheng to be so straightforward, Wang Xuangan was startled, and then whispered: "Junior Brother Lin, if there is any offense, please don't take offense, senior."

His attitude was extremely low, but An Qisheng remained unmoved: "So what if you want to take offense?"

"Then that's up to senior's wishes."

Wang Xuangan lowered his head, with a bitter look on his face: "I only hope that senior will spare his life."

His posture was very low.

It has to be low.

Although Jingyesi was the most violent organization in the Great Zhou Dynasty, how could he dare to offend the great monk of Yuanshen who was so close at hand?

Although he came to find Lin Qianlong, he didn't want to involve himself.

Although Jingyesi is not afraid of the soul overhaul, he is afraid.

"It's just a small punishment but a big warning."

After replying lightly, An Qisheng looked at Yu Xuan who was hesitant to speak: "Commander Yu, do you also have something to say?"

"yes."

Facing An Qisheng's calm gaze, Yu Xuan took a deep breath and said slowly: "May I ask, senior, if you are proficient in the martial arts of the Great Zhou Army?"

Yu Xuan's heart was very complicated.

The martial arts of the Great Zhou Army originated from the previous Dynasty of Great Xia, but the essence was missing, making it incomplete.

For tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to cultivate Yuanshen, and even most of them have stopped at the golden elixir.

Therefore, seeing the Taoist in front of him with blood as strong as the sea and strong physique, he could no longer hold it in any longer.

"I am disappointed, Commander Yu. I have never learned the martial arts of the Great Zhou Army."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Of course what he was cultivating at this time was also about physical fitness, which had some similarities with the martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but in the end, it was only somewhat similar.

The martial arts in the Great Zhou Army still followed the primitive path of physical exertion. Even with the help of spiritual intelligence and magical power, it still had great limitations.

But what he initially did was to refine himself into his 'natal life', 'supernatural powers' and 'immortal arts'!

Use your soul to control your body.

In essence, it is still taking the path of the unity of spirit and body, the gathering of three flowers.

They seem to have similarities, but in fact they are completely unrelated.

"This, this way."

Yu Xuan's expression had a hint of gloom, and he cupped his hands with a forced smile: "I'm taking the liberty of you."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Yu Xuan and walked into Tuba's mansion with a flick of his sleeves: "There is no need to die if one is blocked. Sometimes it is okay to change one's ways."

Yu Xuan's body trembled, his face a little startled: "Change your course."

Phew~

An Qisheng stepped out and arrived at the front yard where the cabbage grew. A few months later, the damaged parts of the mansion were restored to their original appearance.

But the little cabbage is no longer here.

The three-hearted blue soul boy appeared again, full of curiosity: "Mr. Monster, do you want to preach?"

It remembered that An Qisheng had not had this intention before.

If not, why leave Qiao Beg'er in Blue Mountain City?

But at this time, he seemed to have the intention of teaching the Dharma.

"I just have to do it. Now that I'm in the game, why not get in deeper?"

An Qisheng smiled faintly: "It's clearly written in the historical records, can't you see it?"

Historical records have always been extremely important.

There are too many things hidden behind it. Although Zeng San's ancient scroll lacks records of the Great Xia Dynasty, it contains a lot of secrets.

"Huh? What do you say?"

The little blue-skinned monster was curious. It had read Zeng San's book many times, but it didn't find anything strange about it.

"History is not just history. There are various ways in it. For example, at the end of the Ancient Era, there was 'Yan' who passed down the law to the world. After two gods fought for the emperor, Yan ascended the throne and named himself 'Emperor Yan'."

An Qisheng's eyes were dark and his words were cryptic:

"Guess, what did Emperor Yan rely on to ascend to the throne? Why did he spread the law to the world?"

"Um?"

The three-hearted blue soul boy was shocked: "Why?"

Yes.

For what reason would a high-altitude god teach the Dharma to mortals?

When it first came to this world, it was surprised in its heart as to why those immortal gods and demons would preach to these short-lived species one after another.

Could it be

call!

An Qisheng raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, and an invisible barrier emerged, covering the small courtyard, blocking Gong Yangyan and others from outside.

"Of course, it's profitable."

An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes, and a stream of divine will flowed down to the ground again.