The disciples of Confucianism have an unparalleled aura and benevolence that lasts through the ages.
The Taoist True Monarch Lu Xu's Heavenly Thunder Technique is long, pure and natural.
The Buddhist Zen master is immovable, the divine meaning of the scriptures is sublime, and the vajra is indestructible.
The three supreme sects of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism gathered in Jueshi City.
The "Confucian Sage" Fei is sitting in the center, and the heaven and earth of righteousness are mixed in a manifold, with rivers and mountains below and sun and stars above.
Lu Xu, the Taoist "Five Thunder Immortal", was floating in the air and meditating on the east city wall. Purple energy came from the east.
Zen Master Fudo of Thousand Buddhas Temple sat in lotus position on the west city wall, slowly moved his Buddhist beads, and recited various scriptures and scriptures, turning them into golden characters.
The three of them had only one purpose in taking action here.
That is to help fight against the devil!
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Feiren, Taoist Master Lu from the Five Thunder Palace in Qingyun Mountain, and Master Fudo who came all the way here, the saints of the three religions each used their natal magic and magical powers.
Annihilating the massive energy belonging to the demon Zaiyang, and taking away all the advantages of the old demon Zai Yang.
The three talents of heaven, earth and man have all disappeared at this time!
There is nothing better than this when the oil is exhausted and the lamp dries up.
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Ling Zhen took out a landscape scroll from the Najie.
It was on his twentieth birthday that his uncle Zhe Liu, the "Thousand Miles Archer", gave him a gift - "Five Rhymes Formation Diagram".
Shen Jing, the owner of the Human Island in the South China Sea, released his own Taoist magic through the small pocket lock worn on Qiu Jin's neck.
Bagua Qiankun Lihentian, this life is a ruthless and happy immortal.
Ten colorful characters flew out of the lock, and in an instant, they became as huge as a building, majestic and terrifying.
Ten huge characters fell down from their heads.
Like a huge rainbow in the sky, it collapsed and fell straight on Zai Yang!
The demon Zai Yang, without his crown and cassock, was instantly crushed and fell into the landscape painting that Ling Zhen had taken out.
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In the Five Rhymes Secret Realm, the formations are ever-changing and unpredictable.
Zaiyang, who was extremely seriously injured, went crazy like an ordinary "shengmen", destroying everywhere and punching hard.
He smashed the formation again and again, tried and made mistakes and corrected his path over and over again, trying to escape from the world in the world that nearly collapsed him!
After finally finding the door where the broken formation was located, Zaiyang ran towards the door with great joy.
At the door, a person suddenly appeared.
The person who appeared at the door was wearing a green robe.
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"You little bastard, get out of the way, otherwise..."
Zaiyang threatened in a weak voice, "Otherwise I will twist off your head!"
Looking at the "poor" old man in front of him who was extremely injured, his white beard was soaked and dyed red with blood.
Ling Zhen shook his head, twitching the corners of his mouth and said: "You say I'm going to twist my head, why don't you pretend to show your teeth and claws? Are you trying to scare the children?"
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The key points of the Tanzhong Qi Palace in his chest were pierced by Ling Zhen's Hong Mo sword, damaging the foundation of the avenue.
At this moment, Zaiyang's life is in danger like a candle in the wind!
But this demonic master, who had exhausted all his traps in his life and had reached the pinnacle of cultivation in the Supreme Realm, was still unwilling to admit defeat even in such a tragic situation.
After all, Zaiyang had already tasted the feeling of having his chest penetrated by a sharp sword as early as the top of Wanshou Mountain.
I didn't die at that time, I'm still alive today.
So today, I will definitely not die!
Sometimes in life, things have to happen.
Zai Yang's Taoist heart is extremely stable and tenacious, he thought so firmly from the bottom of his heart.
He conquered Yang, and his destiny dictated it.
He will definitely become the emperor's true son and the emperor one day!
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After staggering out of the scroll, Zaiyang used the magic formula with one hand and tried his best to control his energy, hoping to ride the wind and leave the Jueshi City and escape to a new world.
A pink sword energy struck, and the old devil who wanted to escape could not avoid it.
One of his right arms was cut off on the spot by this sword energy!
The one who hands out this sword.
Jian Feng, the leader of the Peach Blossom Sect.
Sword for sword, arm for arm, both sides are cleared!
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Supporting his body with one hand, Zaiyang, who had a broken arm, struggled to get up from the ground with all his strength, staggered, and regained his standing posture.
Walking towards the north step by step.
Walking like a dying old dog.
As Zaiyang passed by, wherever the old man passed by, the streets would be dyed scarlet, and blood would certainly flow from the broken arm.
But this did not prevent the ambitious King of Han from Gonzhou from escaping in embarrassment.
When the old man with a broken arm walked to a place and saw the headless armored corpse of his apprentice Feng Zhu with his own eyes, Zaiyang stood still, tears welling up in his eyes and his eyes were red.
But after just a glance, the old man said nothing and continued to drag the crippled body.
Little by little, it "walked" like a snail.
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Zaiyang prayed as he walked.
I hope no one will show up in front of him again.
I hope I can just walk out of this city.
I hope that I can still survive after being fatally injured as I did back then...
Hope, dashed.
Because of the arrival of one person, all hope is gone.
Qiu Jin is here.
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The old man with only one arm knelt down tremblingly, his words were sad, and he kept pleading, hoping that Qiu Jin could spare his life.
Qiu Jin, who was wearing a white tiger fur coat, shook his head and sighed: "I only regret why I didn't kill you in Wanshou Mountain, and the three thousand monks were harmed because of my negligence. And die... After so many years, the souls of those people must not be brought to justice. How deep is my sin, Qiu Jin? If I let you go again today, then I can really die. Isn't it that you, Zaiyang, have always been the most religious person? Is it the iron law of 'the weak eats the strong'? Since I'm not dead, you are the one who deserves to die now."
The dying old devil is still begging for mercy. Until the last moment, Zaiyang will not give up the chance to survive easily.
Even now, within 100% of the distance, there is almost 110% chance of death.
Qiu Jin looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes.
I think back to those days when I was just starting out.
Nineteen years old, high-spirited.
Stand alone in the martial arts world and travel across the rivers and lakes.
A good and evil hero, killing the devil.
That year, on the top of Longevity Mountain, Qiu Jin and his friends joined forces to set up a formation and stepped into the first-level supreme realm.
On this day, in Jueshi City, Qiu Jin, who had returned to the Supreme Realm, came here to avenge his friends.
Qiu Jin opened his eyes again and said calmly: "Some people, even after death, still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones, such as Dugu Shisan; some people are destined to be infamy for thousands of years and be despised and reviled by future generations, such as you, Zai Yang."
After saying this, Qiu Jin held the only golden sword "Not Ashamed of the World's Heroes" that had not been refined into a flying sword in his body, and gently cut off the old man's head.
Zaiyang, King of Han Dynasty in Gunzhou, died.
After Qiu Jin killed Zai Yang, an old thief with whom he had a bloody feud, he suddenly shouted to the sky, "The father and son Zai Huang and Zai Yang, the two demons who brought trouble to the world, are now gone." He was killed by our master and apprentice! Master, it’s been ten years, and my apprentice will come over to see you right now!”
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"My wife, Huayan, is able to conceive a child, all thanks to you...so let's forget about the blood debt of five hundred lives."
"Brother Jian, what you said is that people who don't know may think that I did something to my sister-in-law. There is an ambiguity!"
"...Qiu Jin, if your mouth is itchy, I wouldn't mind giving you a few blows."
"Brother Jian, I have recovered my body now. I can withstand beatings very well. It shouldn't be a big problem if I take a few swords!"
"Oh? Are you sure?"
"Forget it, Brother Jian and I are just teasing you, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"
"You've made me want to use a sword. What should I do?"
"Oh, don't, my sword brother, stop it! You are about to become a father, and you have some tempers, so try to stop them as much as possible. It can easily scare the children."
"You Qiujin are already thirty years old, how can you still be considered a child?"
"No, it's still twenty-nine. He's only twenty-nine years old. He's considered a 'half-grown kid'."
"As thick-skinned as a naughty boy, alas, I can't defeat you, so I'm leaving."
"Hey, let's go, Brother Jian, next time I have a chance, I'll come to your Peach Blossom Party to have a drink with you!"
"Remember to bring your own wine."
"Okay!"
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"Miss Ye... we meet again. I miss you so much!"
"Hello, Taoist Master Lu, long time no see, Taoist Master, take care of yourself... Goodbye."
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"Fairy, help me go and thank Island Master Shen. It's a big help to her."
"Why don't you go by yourself?"
"The entire small heavenly island within the Lihen Lock now belongs to you alone. Tell me, who should do the job of paying homage to the 'rightful owner' of the island?"
"This makes sense, let's do it now."
"Yep!"
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"Master, these are...the three important Buddhist treasures that were stolen from Huangjiao River to Yuanyang Cave?!"
"Yes, these three treasures have been given to Donor Ling today. Please keep them."
"No, no, this... Master Fudo, this is not allowed! I am not a monk, so why should you give me such a precious Buddhist treasure?"
"The nature of dependent origination is empty, all causes and conditions arise and cease, and everything will fall into place when conditions arrive. The donor has a destined 'blessing'. As for when the blessing will come, the donor should not ask more questions, and accept it first. With these three things, you will be able to use them one day."
"Then... junior Ling Zhen, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful. I would like to thank Master Fudo!"
