Wanfa Palace, a place in the dark valley, in front of the ancient palace, the candlelight flickered, reflecting a wild and ancient figure, like a god and demon.
The Taoist with white hair and childlike face slowly stood in front of the futon, knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, and said with great piety: "Disciple Qingxuan, please ask for the Ten Thousand Dharma Tianxuan Divine Plate."
At this moment, tens of thousands of feet of divine light shoot straight into the sky, with thousands of auspicious auras, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes echoing in the sky. Above the sky, between the smoke and clouds, a divine disk is looming.
In the Wanfa City, countless swordsmen and Taoists were all looking sideways at the depths of the main hall in Yunshen, wondering what was going on.
Chen Xiu felt something in his heart. He raised his head and stared at the divine disk that dominated the world and contained thousands of laws. He said softly: "Is this a peerless divine weapon?"
Ren Xunshan looked up at the sea of clouds in the distance, with a look of astonishment in his eyes, and lost his voice: "What does the master mean by this? Why did you invite the Wanfa Tianxuan Divine Disk?"
In the sky, there are sword immortals walking with swords, or Taoists sitting on mechanisms and strange beasts flying into the sky. Many figures with extraordinary momentum are gathered in the main hall of Wanfa Palace.
As soon as they landed in front of the palace, they saw the leader of this generation, Master Qingxuan, holding a divine disk filled with dense breath, extremely focused.
One after another, ancient characters float and sink between the sacred disks, just like the stars in the sky. The infinite principles of heaven and earth are intertwined at this moment, which makes people dizzy.
As the elders of the Wanfa Palace, they all know what this divine disk represents. It is the evolution and carrier of the ways of the saints in the medieval era!
And now, the master of Wanfa Palace, the Mohist giant of this generation, and the famous Yangshen Great Master in the Bahuang world - Taoist Qingxuan, has invited this Fang Shenpan!
"Brother, head, why did you invite the Ten Thousand Dharma Heavenly Mysterious Divine Disk? Could it be that a catastrophe is coming?" Many questions and confusions arose.
Master Qingxuan put away the divine disk, looked into the distance with a deep and calm expression, and said calmly: "The great times are coming, I need to borrow the power of the divine disk!!"
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In the hall, Ren Xunshan looked thoughtful and murmured: "The old man, the master, actually invited the divine soldiers to protect the sect! Why is this? A great disaster is coming?"
While he was murmuring, Chen Xiu slowly raised his head and looked forward, with a more solemn look on his face: "Senior, I am here to visit, so I am not expecting you from afar!"
"I came uninvited, but I hope you will forgive me." The wooden door opened gently, and an old man with white hair and a childish face walked in slowly, wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe.
The old man walked very slowly, and every step seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth. His breath was ethereal, like clouds and smoke, in line with the law and unfathomable! !
Chen Xiu has only felt this kind of feeling from one person in today's Tang Dynasty world - Chunyang Tianzun! !
This old Taoist priest is definitely not weaker than Chunyang Tianzun, a master of the Taoist sect. His Taoism is extremely profound, and he is an immeasurable immortal in the world! !
"Zhang, Zhang, why are you here?" Ren Xunshan realized it at this moment and spoke in a panic.
Master Qingxuan, who had not set foot in the human world for three hundred years and lived in seclusion deep in the forbidden area of Wanfa Palace, devoted himself to studying Taoism, actually came out of seclusion and found this place! !
"I'm here unexpectedly, please forgive me, little friend." Master Qingxuan spoke slowly, his words were gentle and polite, as if he was an elder next door.
"What did the real person say? I came here uninvited and asked for help from the Wanfa Palace. One of the purposes of coming here is to meet the real person." Chen Xiu spoke calmly and not pathetically. He seemed to be polite and spoke calmly, but But the momentum remains the same, and he is not at a disadvantage at all!
Master Qingxuan nodded slightly and said gently: "Xunshan, you and Qianxing should retreat for a while. I and this little friend have something to discuss."
When the two people retreated outside the door, the door automatically closed quietly without any wind, and all the movement inside suddenly disappeared, as if it had completely solidified.
"Little friend, I was thinking that you must be from my Bahuang World, right? After all, I have never seen your Kung Fu." Master Qingxuan spoke softly, his words firm!
Chen Xiu's eyes changed slightly, and he said slowly: "How can you be sure, senior? In the Eight Wastelands world, the sea is vast, there are countless capable people and strangers, and the inheritance of martial arts is as bright as stars, with thousands of schools! Although senior is highly virtuous, he is not As for knowing all the techniques in the world?"
"In your aura, there is the pure meaning of my Taoism!! Others may not know it, but as a Taoist sect of this generation, I know it very well! In the world of Bahuang, even if someone can figure out the righteous method of Taoism, they still have to reach a certain limit. Not as deep as you." Master Qingxuan sighed softly.
"Senior is the Taoist sect of Taoism and a giant of Mohism. To be honest, I don't understand what senior means." Chen Xiu pondered for a while before speaking.
Master Qingxuan said leisurely: "Little friend, there is no need to worry. I have no ill intentions, I am just curious. As you can see, I am the inheritor of both Mohism and Taoism! This Fangwanfa Palace inherits the medieval era , the great road of all human saints.”
"The Taoist Talisman Sect and the Flying Sword lineage are also derived from this. Whether it is refining the 'True Talisman' or refining the 'Flying Sword', they all practice the method of soul and Qi refining. This is the Taoist sect in the medieval era. Law. And the art of machine puppets is the inherited art of Mohism." At this point, he raised his fingers gently, and the blue water curtain that seemed to be on the plane of the river condensed again, and the ultimate water breath burst out, "This It is the Yin Yang family’s understanding of the five elements.”
Taoism, Mohism, and Yin-Yang are all one of the hundreds of schools of thought in the Middle Ages. No wonder it is called the Palace of Ten Thousand Dharmas! !
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No wonder, everyone here follows the path of primordial spirit refining qi, and the swordsmen also use the thoughts of the primordial spirit to control their swords and develop sword formations, but there is no one with outstanding swordsmanship!
Chen Xiu seemed to understand something and said slowly: "In other words, this is the seat of the orthodoxy of the medieval saints? Confucianism, Mohism, military strategists, Legalism, Yin and Yang, and even farmers and political strategists?"
Master Qingxuan nodded slightly: "My little friend can understand, but it saves me a lot of explanations."
He straightened his expression and said in a deep voice: "In the year of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the Confucian Dong Sheng initiated the idea of 'deposing hundreds of schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone'! Since then, our Mohist school and several major schools of thought, as well as Confucianism, but it is a successor without branches, chose to cross the ocean, travel far across the ocean, and reach this world from the East China Sea. Now, it is almost ten thousand years away from the Shenhan Dynasty. I don’t know what it is now Who is in power in the world? Is Dong Sheng’s lineage still in charge of the court? Is the Shenhan Dynasty still standing on the land of China? Is it possible for our Wanfa Palace to return to China?”
I don’t know about the Han Dynasty, regardless of the Wei and Jin Dynasties...
Hearing this question, these eight words came to Chen Xiu's heart, and he felt a little vicissitudes of life, and a little sad.
