Great Dao Ji

The peacock soars into the sky and disappears in the blink of an eye.

Several big monsters looked at each other and knelt on the ground together, with anxious expressions: "Teacher, this stupid peacock didn't mean to rush into you. It's really difficult for the monster clan."

Several big monsters were trembling, but they still spoke, but their claws were nervously clasped on the ground.

No one knows the terror of the Taoist in front of them better than them.

In front of the chariot, the young man looked at the old Taoist, with a slight worry on his face: "Teacher, Peacock is just impulsive, you..."

The atmosphere was oppressive and solemn. All the disciples were trembling with fear and felt short of breath.

Only the child beside the veteran looked up at his teacher in confusion: "Teacher, where are you going, senior brother?"

"When the chicks grow up, they will eventually come out of the shelter."

The old Taoist touched the child's head and sighed: "Let him be, let him be."

An Qisheng watched and felt the words and deeds of the old man quietly, and even the joy, worry, and sadness that emerged in his heart all appeared in his mind.

He cannot truly transcend time and space to affect everything in front of him, but he can understand everything that happens to Lao Dao at this time.

Because in a sense, Lao Dao is himself in this side of time and space.

"Thank you teacher."

The big demons breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and only dared to raise their heads after thanking them respectfully.

The young man glanced at the big monsters and felt a little comforted.

After all, the teacher came from the same school. Although he seemed to be unable to deal with it, he never added insult to injury, otherwise the teacher would be really angry.

The consequences.

"All the ways in the world are led by Taoism, Buddhas, gods and ghosts. The demon clan has been living under the human race for a long time. The peacock is proud and arrogant. It is reasonable to not want to follow the ancient path."

A deep and heavy voice came, and the scalper pulling the cart said slowly: "May I ask the teacher, where is the path ahead for us and the demon clan?"

Where is the way forward for the demon clan?

As Yellow Ox spoke, several big demons also looked at the old Taoist, with serious expressions and hope in their eyes.

There are all kinds of Taoism in the world. Taoism, Buddhism, Gods, Ghosts and Demons are regarded as equally famous in the eyes of many ordinary practitioners, but in fact, the demon clan is far inferior to the first four.

Not to mention compared to Buddhas and gods, even compared to ghosts, they are more than a step behind.

The most fundamental reason is that the demon clan has no saints.

In the ancient war, the demon world came from outside the sky, causing the heaven and earth to shake, and gods and demons to fight.

But at the end of the battle, the demon world was defeated, Old Man Tianhuang collapsed between heaven and earth, and the demon world's former name was no longer visible.

In the demon world, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky were forced into the "animal realm".

From ancient times to the present, who can endure all the great monsters?

The young man's heart was also moved. He came from the same sect, so he naturally understood the desires of these brothers, but in his opinion, there was no solution at all.

The existence that stands high in the sky shines brightly on the world like the sun, but it also regulates the order of heaven and earth. No matter how talented and beautiful people are, they cannot fly in such a net.

"The road is all about fighting! Only when you reach the end, jump out of the realms, and are no longer among the five elements, can you be qualified to change the world."

The old man slowly raised his head and spoke calmly.

"The end of the road? How can we have this opportunity?"

The young man's eyes suddenly darkened, and the other big demons also bowed their heads and remained silent.

With six great suns in the sky, how can latecomers compete with it?

"After all, there is an opportunity, and this opportunity is now!"

His eyes swept across the demons and young men in front of him one by one, and fell on An Qisheng. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end, it turned into a short and simple sentence:

"For eighty thousand years, there will be no saints in the world!"

Eighty thousand years without a saint in heaven and earth?

An Qisheng's heart was shocked, and all kinds of thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a cold, dry, chaotic void where nothing seemed to exist, and one side shone like a golden sun outside the boundless void.

Many figures are visible.

The figures are sitting, lying, or standing. Their bodies and faces are invisible, but they have a boundless and powerful aura.

Facing these six figures in the distance is a sea of ​​starlight that stretches for countless billions of miles.

‘Xingkong Louzhu. Their fight is not over yet! ’

An Qisheng's mind condensed, and his previous guesses were completely confirmed.

During the Phoenix Emperor's battle to conquer the sky, why did all races and spirits dare to take action and follow the Phoenix Emperor to attack the Emperor's sky? Why did Sa Wuling leave after being released from seclusion?

The fundamental reason is that there is no saint in heaven and earth!

It was precisely because the Starry Sky Tower Master restrained the six great saints from outside the sky that the Phoenix Emperor's battle against the sky took place.

Otherwise, even a divine beast like Fenghuang who holds the power of creation would never be able to challenge the six saints from ancient and modern times who are fishing on the long river using Tao as bait!

Even they have conflicts with each other.

"Eighty thousand years!"

In front of the chariot, several big demons looked at each other, feeling relieved, and the young man's eyes gradually lit up.

The old scalper raised his head, thoughtfully.

Phew~

In the breeze, An Qisheng quietly watched the master and apprentice in front of him question and answer.

In the true sense, the magical power of incarnation is the ability to create an incarnation that is completely different from one's own thinking and cognition.

Such magical power seems simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult, because even he cannot deduce anything beyond his own knowledge.

Naturally, there is no way to create such a clone.

But at this time, the old Taoist in front of him seems to be independent of himself. There may be great similarities in appearance, but the core is very different.

"That's it for today."

After a long time, the old Taoist waved his hand to let the disciples leave.

"Yes."

Although the disciples were reluctant, they did not dare to neglect it. After respectfully saluting, they slowly withdrew, looking back from time to time, and strode away for a long time.

The old Taoist got off the carriage and walked slowly to An Qisheng.

One step away, but it seemed like thousands of years away. The old Taoist stared at the nothingness in front of him, as if he saw it, but he didn't see it. After a moment, he just spoke:

"I lost."

He said it very calmly, as if he was talking to himself, and seemed to be sighing.

There is nothing more frustrating in the world than being able to foresee that you are destined to fail, but he doesn't seem to care, and he doesn't want to change it.

One step away, An Qisheng was also staring at the old Taoist, looking at the incarnation that was very different from himself, and nodded after a long time: "I know."

Although most of the key points of the battle between Fenghuang and Tian were erased, it can be seen that it was indeed a failure.

The old Taoist in front of him had been planning for many years, uniting the human and demon races, awakening the Phoenix Emperor, and reviving Tianhuang. He did everything he could to the extreme.

But he was defeated in the end.

In the breeze, the old Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the void, as if he had seen through endless years and time and space: "One way is destroyed and another is born. I may have failed, but they have not failed yet."

An Qisheng looked into the eyes of the old Taoist, and vaguely, he seemed to see many mirror images in his eyes.

In a trance, there seemed to be thousands of figures changing in front of him.

There were gods, demons, monsters, and people. There were Taoists sitting high on the Taoist platform, there were old monks sitting in the Buddhist temple, there were demon kings entrenched in a place, and there were monks walking around the world.

There was a spirit without a body, immersed in the sword, and there was also a ray of light hovering in the hearts of others.

There were veins rooted in the earth, and there were white clouds floating in the sky.

There are.

Thousands of figures kept changing, and finally, they all looked up, and pairs of extremely familiar eyes seemed to see through the void and travel through time and space.

Looking at An Qisheng!

Boom!

The old Taoist slowly raised his head, and a touch of ink color came from the horizon. In a flash, the sky was completely black, and the invisible cold wind came with the lightning dragon running between heaven and earth,

blowing the grass and trees on the ground rustling.

The damp air, accompanied by the looming raindrops, hit his face.

"The wind is blowing, it's time to go"

The old Taoist shook his head slightly, stepped onto the carriage, and disappeared into the darkening sky with a low and long cow cry.

Click!

Looking at the stone tablet with a hideous crack in front of him, Gong Yangyan couldn't help but twitch his face: "Master, Master."

"If the old doesn't go, the new won't come. It's good to change it at this opportunity."

An Qisheng slowly retracted his palm, turned around, and walked out of the mountain again: "You go back to the mountain first."

"Go?"

Gong Yangyan was confused: "You, you don't go back to the mountain?"

He was a little confused. He didn't know what his master wanted to do. He clearly said to go back to the mountain, but changed his mind when he was at the foot of the mountain?

"You go first, I'll come later."

An Qisheng turned his back on Gong Yangyan and looked up. Scarlet spots flowed out from his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, and in an instant, they flowed back.

But his eyes were shining with a touch of red light, but his eyes were injured.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the three-hearted blue spirit child in the heart sea noticed something, looked up suddenly, and was immediately startled.

In the void of the heart, a torrent of information from nowhere rolled down like a river bursting its banks.

Even it was shocked.

It had never seen An Qisheng receive so much information at once!

After the shock, it was delighted. It didn't care where the information came from. It rushed forward with a cry of surprise and crashed into the countless information torrents.

It was like an old gourmet who had been hungry for countless years and saw a mountain of delicacies.

"Taoism, Buddha, God, Ghost, Monster"

Above the void of the heart, An Qisheng's divine will gathered, overlooking the rolling torrent of information, discerning the various Dao connotations in it.

The Yuanshen that he cut off before coming to this world was not in vain after all.

This rolling torrent of information was the Yuanshen incarnation he cut off, searching and comprehending in various time and space, various information, magical powers, and Dao methods!

"Ah!"

Suddenly, the three-hearted blue spirit boy jumped out of the rolling torrent, screamed as if he was electrocuted, and dodged in a panic.

Looking again, he saw that in the deep sea of ​​​​heart, the ancient bronze mirror like a full moon had risen into the air at some point.

While humming, it turned into a huge alchemy furnace with three legs and two ears, five colors intertwined, nine orifices and eight holes!

The torrent of information that rolled down like a river bursting its banks, suddenly poured into the alchemy furnace from all the holes under the entanglement of an invisible strange force.

Faintly, there seemed to be a flame rising!

That was the fire of supernatural power, the light of the collision of thoughts, and the light of the Dao essence that was about to come out.