The construction of a Taoist temple does not take much time, especially for the special affairs bureau.
Baihu gave an order, in the middle of winter, after heavy snowfall, in just one week, a Taoist temple covering thousands of square meters had been built in front of Li Qingyuan's eyes.
The Taoist temple facilities were provided as soon as possible, so An Qisheng did not need to spend any effort.
"Please ask the chief to test!"
In the biting cold wind, the young man wearing only work clothes stood upright, showing his military style in every move.
Behind him, many people stood neatly, looking at An Qisheng with indelible curiosity in their eyes.
These young people are all reserve talents of the Special Affairs Bureau. They are all-round talents who can excel in all kinds of things. Each of them has also practiced internal martial arts and military fighting skills. They can be said to be elites.
"Thanks for your hard work."
An Qisheng stood in front of the Taoist temple and nodded slightly.
He underestimated the white tiger's determination to "send away the plague god". In this cold winter, he sent people to force him.
"This is really, this is really..."
Li Qingyuan kept shaking his head, quite unbelievable.
The Taoist temple does not need to be so magnificent, but it still amazed him that it had risen from the ground in just a few days. This was not building a building. The Taoist temple was not big, but there were many facilities inside.
Red walls, yellow tiles, glazed brick paving, pattern carvings, everything is available, which shows that An Qisheng has nothing to be picky about. He just glanced at it and let everyone go down the mountain.
"This pattern carving technique is done with great care, but the price is not small."
Li Qingyuan touched the carved lines and sighed slightly:
"The theory that practicing martial arts is useless has been popular in recent years, but they really should be shown."
Compared to this Taoist temple, his own Taoist temple across the mountain, even if it had been repaired, was far from comparable. He had rarely envied others in his life, but at this time, he felt a little envious.
"Every skill has its role, and none is omnipotent. It only depends on personal cultivation, and nothing else. The hand carving craft alone can make a living in the world."
An Qisheng ran his palm over the railing, feeling the texture.
He didn't care how much the Special Affairs Bureau paid, but they themselves didn't dare to think so.
From the perspective of Bai Hu and others, they just invited An Qisheng out without any snacks or effort, which would probably leave a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart.
Otherwise, An Qisheng has not set a construction period, so why must the construction start in this cold winter?
It was just for An Qisheng to see.
"Having said that, there are only a few people who can have perseverance, and more people are half-hearted, with three minutes of heat, a surge of heart at night, and waking up to brush their teeth and wash their face."
Li Qingyuan shook his head and was about to leave with his hands behind his back: "Come on, I've read it. I'll stay here soon. I'm old and narrow-minded. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night if I read too much."
An Qisheng smiled hoarsely and sent him out. Before leaving, Li Qingyuan glanced at the altar with the Tai Chi pattern in the middle of the Taoist temple as if unintentionally:
"Fellow Daoist An, how are you going to deal with this...'Zombie King'?"
This was the purpose of following him here this time. He accidentally saw the video online. Apart from being shocked, he was also extremely worried.
Having such a tyrannical monster as a neighbor is like sleeping with a nuclear warhead in your arms. No matter who holds the button, you will always feel a little uneasy.
He also couldn't figure out why the Special Affairs Bureau would hand over this monster to An Qisheng. Even if he took the path to see God, it would still be too dangerous.
"It's just making the best use of everything."
An Qisheng did not speak out, fearing to scare the old man.
But he also knew that he was worried and said calmly: "Taoist Master, there is no need to worry about him getting out of trouble. If he really gets out of trouble, it will be the same to you, whether he is close or far away." .”
".......I can rest assured that."
Li Qingyuan was a little speechless at first, but thinking about the tyranny of the 'zombie king' in the video, he had to admit it.
If we are actually escaping from trouble, it seems to make no difference whether we are in front of us or in Antarctica.
He had too many questions in his mind, but he didn't say anything more. He shook his head and left An Qisheng's Taoist temple. An Qisheng watched him go away.
Then turned around and returned to the Taoist temple.
Li Qingyuan stepped on the snow and walked through the mountain col. Looking back, he felt that the Taoist temple and the mountain were perfectly integrated, and the feng shui aura around them was extremely harmonious.
It seems that it is not built by man, but created by heaven and earth.
"Seeing God above..."
Li Qingyuan recited it silently in his heart, suddenly it was like a dream.
The young man who once asked himself whether there was really any practice of Kung Fu in the world, actually now, just a few years later, has embarked on the path of Lao Tzu, Sakyamuni, Peng Zu, Chen Tuan... and other great masters and great sages throughout the ages. Roads that have never been traveled before.
In his heart, he was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.
"Heavenly Master..."
As if seeing the sun again, Zhu Shang opened his eyes again and saw An Qisheng carving an unknown statue of an unknown god in the stream of light and shadow.
It didn't seem to be any different from before. If I had to say it was different, it was just that he had changed into a Taoist robe, with Tai Chi in front and Bagua Taoist robe in the back.
To this day, he still can't believe that he was involved in such a strange place and actually met the first-generation master who opened a Tai Chi dojo.
According to legend, the source of all magical powers in the human race in later generations comes from him?
'What does he want? '
As soon as he woke up, Zhu Shang realized something was wrong. His own strength was disappearing rapidly.
This magical land was devouring his spiritual energy all the time, making every move he made consume unimaginable strength. But at this moment, his strength disappeared ten times faster!
This feeling of being swallowed alive made Zhu Shang couldn't help but struggle, but no matter how much he struggled, it was as if he had grown into the altar and was unable to move at all.
Zhu Shang's awakening did not disturb An Qisheng at all.
His mind was concentrated, and his fingers were like a knife, slowly carving this top-quality 'white marble' that the Special Affairs Bureau had spent a lot of effort to obtain.
His carving is different from any international carving master, because to a certain extent, he is not carving, but 'drawing talismans', the 'talisman' of the talisman.
Sa Wuling is the master of the 'talisman' method that has existed in the human world for millions of years. This can be seen from the fact that the 'talisman' he drew has not lost its spiritual power after a long period of time and has experienced changes in the universe.
If the disciple is like this, then the teacher is certainly not bad.
An Qi's attainments in talismans are not as high as those of Sa Wuling, but they are not much lower.
At this time, he was using extremely advanced talisman painting techniques to carve his own statue, and his power naturally came from all the sorrows.
A complete talisman requires four major processes: 'absorption', 'storage', 'operation' and 'release'. If any one of them is missing, it will not be a top-notch talisman.
In Xuanxing, not to mention other things, it is impossible to pass the first level of 'absorption'. Therefore, all the talismans circulated by Xuanxing throughout the ages cannot have extraordinary power.
The unparalleled spirit of heaven and earth, let alone the ingestion of every drop, cannot be realized in any of the four major processes of 'absorption', 'storage', 'operation' and 'release'. How can the talisman be cultivated?
All sorrows!
This 'Zombie King', who was born with the energy of resentment and evil, has the potential to surpass the emperor's cruelty. Before his 'Qi Seed' replaced the Xuanxing magnetic field and allowed the warriors within to become 'Qi Practitioners', he was the best. source of energy.
Of course, it needs to be converted through the altar of 'response to requests'.
Roar~~~
Amidst the low roars of Zhu Shang, An Qisheng pointed at the dragon and snake, moving at an extremely fast speed, making a rustling sound wherever he passed, and a thick layer of stone powder piled up on the ground.
When Zhu Shang's eyes were so bloodshot that they almost burst, An Qisheng slowly stopped his movements.
Phew~
He opened his mouth and blew, and the huge breath swept away the stone powder and dust like a strong wind, turning into a long gray dragon and throwing it outside the Taoist temple.
Looking again, the huge white marble stone pier on that side has been carved into a statue of a god.
The statue looked like a gray-haired old man, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his five hearts facing the sky, and a long sword stretched across his knees.
"you......."
Zhu Shang neighed, and felt an indifferent and distant aura floating over the stone statue, as vast as the sky, as vast as mountains, seas, and stars.
The artistic conception was so profound that it far surpassed any statue of gods he had ever seen.
Even though he was sealed, his eyesight was not comparable to that of ordinary people. At a glance, he could see that there were countless talisman textures engraved in this statue.
These countless talismans are connected to each other and rotate like living creatures, seeming to absorb the invisible aura between heaven and earth.
No, you are squandering your own power!
"Kill if you want, what do you want to do?!"
Zhu Shang roared angrily, but found that he could speak. Just as he was about to pour out his anger, he saw the statue suddenly opened its eyes and looked at him calmly.
Buzz~
At the same time, a sound that was inaudible to human ears, like the sound of thunder and swords exploding, exploded in his heart!
The next moment, Zhu Shang's heart was shaking wildly.
I just felt that my power was being swallowed up by this altar like a floodgate.
"ah!"
The pain of having his strength taken away was unimaginable. Zhu Shang felt as if his blood and bone marrow had been sucked out in one gulp.
I felt a huge sense of emptiness like never before, as if I had been completely drained.
Couldn't help but scream.
The sound waves were like thunder, exploding in the snowy sky. Several miles away, Li Qingyuan, who was browsing the forum in his room, shuddered and almost dropped his phone on the ground.
This cry was too weird, like sharp stones streaking across the glass at high speed, or like thousands of female cats meowing at the same time. It gave him goosebumps all over his body.
"What is this sound?"
Li Qingyuan trembled, stood up and opened the door. Looking up, he felt that wind and clouds were gathering in the distance, dark clouds were rolling, and there was faint thunder.
There was thunder in the coldest weather?
Li Qingyuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of, and he shook his head and closed the door.
Phew~
In just a moment, Zhu Shang's screams disappeared, his face turned pale, and he was sealed again by the altar.
At the same time, the winter thunder that exploded in the sky also dissipated.
Zhu Shang's physical strength far exceeds that of anyone in Xuanxing, and his aura is so strong that even this mountain and this Taoist temple are built according to the 'disaster avoidance feng shui formation' deduced by Bai Hu using 'Ying Long' , but couldn’t cover it up.
It was An Qisheng who had timed it just right, otherwise the mountain would have been submerged by thunder and lightning even if it was delayed by a few seconds.
Although he was not afraid, he was afraid of scaring his neighbors.
"This loss is too great..."
Looking at the stone statue of 'Taoist King' who closed his eyes again, An Qisheng also frowned slightly, feeling slightly frightened.
This altar of 'response to all requests' will only be called a 'replacement balance' when it is exchanged with other realms, and there will also be a saying of 'a hair from me, a hair from you'.
In other words, the replacement that occurs in the same world will not reveal the world coordinates, and there will be no loss. One cent for one cent, one cent for one cent, it can be said to be extremely fair.
This is the result of An Qisheng's countless sacrifices in the human world.
But in Xuanxing, it was different.
The loss of this 'sacrifice' was greater than he imagined. Once the power flowed out of Zhu Shang's body, it began to leak crazily, and the gain was not even a tenth, not even a hundredth!
It's like being in a black hole, any ray of light that appears will disappear at an unimaginable speed!
He originally thought that Zhu Shang's power would be enough for him to 'carve' two statues of gods. At this time, it seemed that if he did not want to completely 'sacrifice' Zhu Shang, he could only temporarily keep this statue of 'Royal Power Taoist' .
This doesn't seem like a normal passage...
An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and then he put away this thought. His eyes fell on the statue of the 'King Quan Taoist'. After being transformed and infused with the power of Zhu Shang, this statue had a faint meaning. Somewhat popular.
Faintly, it already has a bit of its atmosphere in Jiufujie.
"Is it possible?"
Looking at this statue, An Qisheng had a thought in his mind, and then smiled: "Whether it will succeed or not, you will have to try it before you know..."
While muttering to himself, An Qisheng took a step forward and placed his finger on the forehead of the 'statue of royal power'.
The tyrannical divine will that had condensed into a 'divine flower' poured out like a flood from a floodgate. Through the transmission of this finger, it sank into the somewhat popular 'statue of royal power'.
Buzz~
It seemed like a moment, but it seemed like a long time, An Qisheng's mind suddenly shook.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a sea of talismans as vast as the starry sky. Countless talismans flowed along an unpredictable trajectory, surrounding a 'white' ball of light.
Surrounded and clustered by countless talismans are none other than the world coordinates of the 'Jiu Fu Realm'.
"Jiu Fu Jie..."
An Qisheng's mind moved slightly, and he could already feel a lot of information contained in that light ball.
"The ancestors last forever, and the royal power lasts forever..."
"Only because there is no struggle, all things cannot compete with it... My kingship has been established for thousands of years, that's all!"
"The Patriarch has an order that none of my Royal Dao disciples can ascend. Li Taibai, even if you have five Qi and three flowers gathering at the top, how can you disobey the Patriarch?..."
"What a pity, what a pity! I couldn't have been born two thousand years earlier to meet my ancestor. You didn't understand my aspirations and my heart..."
...
That is what countless people have said, said, and thought about the statue of their god over the past three thousand years.
That's his, King Quan Dao!
