Tian Yuan

Chen Qingyuan must undo the shackles of Taoism before the power of confinement touches the soul.Otherwise, in this competition of rules and principles, I will undoubtedly lose.

Stepping on the surface of the water, the whole body is covered with complex Taoism spells, slowly closing eyes, feeling the fluctuation of each strand of law, trying to find a way to break it.

Castle Peak, about a kilometer high.

Laojun is free and unrestrained, fishing the heavens.

Recalling the past, sitting alone on the top of the green hill, Laojun can cross all realms of the void, and when the fishing rod falls, he can touch the law of the great way.

"Om-"

The power of Laojun's law began to erode Chen Qingyuan's body, and dense black lines appeared all over his body, which was very terrifying.

After another cup of tea, the power of the law will surely spread to Chen Qingyuan's soul.

At that time, the battle will be lost, and the consequences will be unpredictable.

Time passed bit by bit, and Chen Qingyuan's soul was about to be contaminated by the power of the law and dragged into the abyss.At this time, Chen Qingyuan's heart became calmer. He closed his eyes and thought deeply, with a calm expression on his face.

After more than a dozen breaths, Chen Qingyuan's toes seemed to move.

The movement range is very light, and it is difficult to detect if you do not pay close attention.

With a slight movement of the toes, the water surface under the body rippled and spread to the surroundings.

This ripple, like the thoughts deep in Chen Qingyuan's heart, is rapidly amplifying, and he has figured out the origin of the Taoism of Diaoyu Laojun.

"Array!"

Chen Qingyuan opened his eyes suddenly, a faint light flashed in the depths of his eyes, he opened and closed his mouth lightly, and uttered a single word.

It turned out that the supernatural powers controlled by Lao Monarch Diaoyu belonged to the formation, and it was not an ordinary formation.

According to the historical records in ancient times, it is only said that the fisherman Laojun is super powerful, and he can suppress the strong in the same realm with a flick of a finger.

People in the world speculate that Laojun is an evildoer with both physical and martial arts, and record it in the book.

In fact, Diaoyu Laojun is not the physical and artistic cultivation written in the history books, but a great power!

The power of the heart and soul, combined with the pattern, forms a line of its own, unparalleled in the world.

This world of green mountains and green waters is outlined by patterns.The law of the Dao pattern, false and true, hidden murderous intent.

Just now Chen Qingyuan's sword intent could not cut through the net of law, the reason is that the power of law is not a substance, but an illusory force, attacking the soul.

The pattern is mysterious, giving people a feeling of being trapped in a quagmire, unable to extricate themselves.

There is reality in the imaginary, and there is emptiness in the reality.

What's even more outrageous is that, in his old age, Diaoyu Laojun must have mastered the law of the void and integrated it into his own formation.Only in this way can he sit on the green hills and fish for all worlds.

"I'm not very proficient in the way of formation. However, I have seen formation patterns that are more complicated than this."

Chen Qingyuan looked up at Old Fisherman and muttered to himself.

Once upon a time, there was a battle for the Feast of Hundred Meridians.The fragments of the emperor's soldiers from the ancient black gold pot appeared, and countless evildoers entered into the illusion of the fragments, trying to find out, hoping for good fortune.

Chen Qingyuan went in naturally, passed all the assessments, but was expelled from the space by the fragments of the emperor's army because of a failure.

During that experience, Chen Qingyuan saw a corner of the Emperor Dao pattern with his own eyes, and even carved out one ten-thousandth of it, which was imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Now that he has judged Diaoyu Laojun's magic channel technique, it is easy to solve the problem.

With all his strength, he could only move his right foot a little, but it was difficult to release the shackles of law on his body.

After thinking about it, he glanced at the Seven Star Bai Jue Sword beside him.

"Wow!"

With a thought, Bai Juejian received Chen Qingyuan's instruction, soared into the sky, hung in the sky, and was at the same level as Diaoyu Laojun.

Immediately afterwards, the Bai Jue sword began to swing in the void, drawing a special dao mark.

Although the physical body is imprisoned, the power of the soul can still control the sword.

Yu Jian carves out a vein of emperor pattern, this method consumes a lot of mental power, and if you are not careful, you will be backlashed.

For the current problem, Chen Qingyuan has only this, there is no other way.

Unless, he wants to keep spending time with the fishing old gentleman.

With the dancing of the Bai Jue sword, a dark golden dao pattern about ten feet long appeared in the void.This is only one ten-thousandth of a complete emperor pattern, and it already contains countless Dao laws intertwined with principles.

Maybe it was the power of the fragments of the emperor pattern, or maybe it was the curiosity about the unknown pattern, the old fisherman lost his original indifferent appearance and slowly raised his head.

"boom!"

As the fisherman looked up, the water surface was surging, as if boiling, and there were even explosions in many places.

Soon, the green hill began to shake, and the boulder under Laojun exploded and shattered into fine powder.

Laojun's pattern of law was shaken, taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Qingyuan Yujian shattered the restraint on his body, tapped the water with his toes, broke the restraint on his legs, jumped up, and shocked the crowd with his sword.

Swah——

The sword light pierced the sky and pierced the heart of Diaoyu Laojun.

From the beginning to the end, Laojun maintained a posture of staring at the fragments of the emperor pattern, with pious eyes and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yearning for the Dao, but unwilling to be bound by the Dao.

The life of the fishing old gentleman is extremely amazing, but it is also quite contradictory.

He was just a step away from the throne, but he refused to take that step forward.

Perhaps, he was afraid that he would become an ancient emperor chasing longevity, lose his original intention of cultivation, and find it hard to be happy.Perhaps, he has clearly seen the essence of reincarnation in this world, and he only wants to live happily in this life, and does not expect too much.

Although he is not an emperor, later generations will classify him as an emperor and respect him as Laojun.

Through the records in the history books, it can be seen that the fishing master's ability has overwhelmed an era, and he can't find a real opponent in the world.

"Boom!"

The picture is distorted and shattered.

Laojun smiled and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Chen Qingyuan's own strength is limited, the shattered emperor pattern can't last long, and it will return to nothingness soon.

"cough......"

Coughing softly, looking pale.

It seemed that Chen Qingyuan only made one sword strike, and the battle was not very fierce, but in fact, there was an undercurrent. If one wrong step, he might be trapped under the green hill, unable to break free.

Forcibly drawing out the veins of this trace of the emperor's pattern cost Chen Qingyuan a lot, and it took a while to recover.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan memorized a corner of the emperor's pattern by chance, otherwise today's predicament would be really difficult to deal with.

"call--"

Sitting cross-legged on top of the clouds and mist, after dozens of days, he opened his eyes and breathed out, full of energy and spirit.

The stairs reappeared, and Chen Qingyuan lifted his feet up.

Climbing to the third floor, I feel more nervous.

But all the characters that can be portrayed by Tianshu Tower are the supreme existences that dominated an era in the past, and should not be underestimated.

Who will be the opponent on the third floor?

Chen Qingyuan took a few steps forward, the void in front of him gradually changed, and a figure condensed and turned into an entity.

Dressed in rags, messy hair, holding a stick, standing barefoot.

Looking at his appearance and attire, Chen Qingyuan felt a "thump" in his heart.

No!

This one is not easy to deal with!

His face changed and his spirit tightened.