Yu Liancheng left Taoshan.
He waved his sleeves and took away a mountain of peach blossoms.
The next place he went to was Zhishou Temple. As one of the four unknown places, even in the Xiling Temple, not many people knew where the Taoist temple was deep in the mountain.
But everyone who has entered the Xiling Temple knows that Zhishou Temple is not far from Taoshan, with several steep peaks in between. When the weather is clear, you can even see the temple in the sun from Zhishou Temple.
Yu Liancheng retracted his gaze in the direction of the temple and looked at the ordinary and crude Taoist gate in front of him.
Zhishou Temple is an unknowable place of Taoism, so naturally it cannot be as simple as it looks.
It’s just that when Zhishou Guan doesn’t want to be opened to the outside world, almost no one can come in and out at will.
Xiong Chumo told Yuliancheng that the way to enter Zhishou Temple was "seven in and thirteen out".
There are six stone steps in total in front of the temple.
Yu Liancheng walked to the stone steps, turned around and walked backwards up the six stone steps, then went down the six stone steps, then backed up again and went up the seventh stone steps.
There were only six stone steps in front of the temple. After walking back seven steps, his back should have hit the wooden door, but he didn't hit anything because he had already entered Zhishou Temple.
To know the male and guard the female is to know and watch.
Only when you know your advance, guard your retreat, and use retreat as advance can you enter the knowledge and watchfulness.
Seven in and thirteen out, that’s what it means.
"You came faster than I thought."
A middle-aged Taoist priest has been waiting in Zhishou Temple for a long time. His face is warm and his tone is calm, as if he has met an old friend he has not seen for many days.
"Haha, are you healed?"
Yu Liancheng was not surprised, as if he had known that this middle-aged Taoist would be waiting for him here.
Not long ago, it was this middle-aged Taoist who spied on Yu Liancheng's practice through the Japanese Scroll, and was injured by an extremely terrifying sword intent from him.
The middle-aged Taoist sighed and raised his right hand. On his right hand was a sword wound that was bleeding continuously. Although after several days of training, it no longer hurt the bone marrow and the blood gushed out like a spring, the wound could not heal for a long time. The blood kept flowing out. If he hadn't been a great practitioner above the Five Realms, his blood would have dried up and he would have died.
On top of this sword wound, he felt a sword intent called "death".
The wound scratched by this sword intent is already "dead". Perhaps the only person who can save "dead" things is the great Haotian.
"The sunset sand will fall away tomorrow, and the rocks will shake and the water will linger." Yuliancheng said calmly: "You should know why I came, and you should also know that you are no match for me, so your most rational choice now is to be a good dog. Stay out of the way.”
"Yes, the sword intent you slashed in the Southern Jin Dynasty hit me hard. Now that we meet head-on, I am naturally no match for you. You are more terrifying than the world imagined. I should have given the Book of Heaven to you . But it's a pity..." The middle-aged Taoist sighed leisurely: "The master of Zhishou Temple is not me. My senior brother is the master of Zhishou Temple. He will not let me hand over the Heavenly Book to you at will."
Yu Liancheng sneered: "In the past, when I went to Peach Mountain to cut off all the peach blossoms, the master of the temple was beaten like a lost dog. From now on, he dared not set foot on land. You know that all the strong men who guard the temple are withered and disabled. Do you think you are the only one? , can you block me? That’s a little bit fanciful.”
"It is true that I can't stop you, but you must not forget that in Zhishou Temple, besides me, a useless middle-aged Taoist priest, there is also... the Book of Heaven."
As he spoke, the middle-aged Taoist flicked his sleeves, and a book floated in the air. There was a word "sha" on the black cover.
——The Sand Volume of the Seven Heavenly Books.
The reason why this volume of Heavenly Book is called Shazijuan is because it records countless practice methods, some of which are exquisite and unspeakable, some of which are from the Shanye sect, some of which are the wonderful ideas of the Haotian Taoist sect, and some of the Huayan methods of the Buddhist sect, and even There are also the most mysterious and evil techniques of the Demon Sect, which are as numerous as river sand and cannot be counted in detail.
This volume of heavenly books records almost all the practice techniques in the world. No matter in terms of the vast collection or the quality of the practice techniques, only the back mountain of the academy can compete with it. As for the world-famous Qinghe County Library, There is no qualification to compare the two.
A look of regret appeared on the middle-aged Taoist's face. With a wave of his sleeves, the Taoist sect's most sacred book began to melt in the wind, turning into countless tiny grains of dust.
Immediately afterwards, all the second page of the sand scroll turned into grains of sand, and then the third page, the fourth page, the fifth page, the sixth page...
The pages of the heavenly book turned into sand, condensed into billions of sand grains, and turned into a river of sand. From the hands of the middle-aged Taoist, it went straight to the sky, received an unspeakable sublime meaning in the deepest part of the sky, and then blasted towards Yulian City.
The Tianshu Shazi Scroll records almost all the skills in Haotian's practice world. This is definitely not done by manpower. In addition to the collection of Taoists, it also comes from Haotian's divine power.
Today, the sand scroll turned into countless gravels. The ink characters recording the exercises melted on the paper, then dissipated, and then turned into the tiniest particles. Each particle seemed to have the power of the exercises.
Billions of grains of sand, with hundreds of millions of techniques, rushing towards Yulian City are beyond the power of human beings, and can even crush a small country.
"Interesting." Yu Liancheng chuckled and suddenly opened his hands, as if to embrace the world. Nine extremely powerful qi jets shot up from his body, straight into the sky.
The middle-aged Taoist had a look of astonishment on his face. In his perception, these nine qi machines were formed by exercises that were completely different from those in the Haotian world, and every exercise seemed to point directly to the great road, even if it was The most advanced skills in Shazijuan are completely incomparable to them and are truly supreme skills.
Those billions of sand grains can't get close at this time. In front of the Nine Paths of Guizang, they are real dust.
boom!
The next moment, something even more unexpected happened to the middle-aged Taoist.
Yu Liancheng's hands returned to the cage, with their upper and lower hands touching each other, palms facing each other. And with his move, the nine extremely powerful qi machines began to shrink, squeeze, and collapse towards the center one by one. Finally, the nine paths merged into one, and appeared behind Yu Liancheng into a dark as ink, black hole-like existence, emitting... With endless suction, it swallows the surrounding energy, light and... sand.
All the grains of sand turned into by the "Sand Scroll" were swallowed up by this black hole.
The Jiuzang Jiudao was originally formed by Yulian City's ability to accommodate many worldly magic skills. Any skill can be absorbed and become its foundational pillar.
The middle-aged Taoist turned the "Sand Scroll" which recorded countless exercises into sand. These grains of sand were essentially the concrete embodiment of the exercises. And Yuliancheng was not polite, and absorbed all the Shazijuan with the Jiu Dao of Guizang. It may not be consumed in a short time, but as long as he is given time, he can turn it into further supplies.
"This this……"
The middle-aged Taoist had a look of disbelief on his face.
Ever since Chen, the master of the temple, was defeated by the Master and could not set foot on land, he has been in charge of Zhishou Temple. His knowledge of cultivation and cultivation is one of the few in the world.
But the scene before him still made him almost drop his jaw, it was so unbelievable.
The middle-aged Taoist saw more and more grains of sand being swallowed up, and finally gritted his teeth and waved his sleeves.
The four volumes of the Heavenly Book appeared one after another.
The Book of Heaven has seven volumes in total, namely Sun, Luo, Sha, Ming, Tian, Duan and Kai.
Among them, Mingzijuan followed the great priest of Guangming thousands of years ago to the wasteland and established the Demon Sect, but was never seen again.
The Tianzi scroll was taken away by the viewer yesterday.
The remaining five volumes of the Heavenly Book are all here.
As the middle-aged Taoist activated his mind power, the remaining four volumes of the Heavenly Book also began to be annihilated page by page, turning into the tiniest particles starting from the end of the cover, floating towards Yulian City.
The five volumes of the Heavenly Book were annihilated page by page, and the middle-aged Taoist was extremely heartbroken. As a devout Haotian believer, he personally destroyed the Taoist sect's most noble classics, and he felt an indescribable sense of guilt.
The five volumes of heavenly books, representing five different powers and rules, are all heading towards Yulian City at this time.
Boom!
Boom!
Suddenly, the area where Yulian City was located was enveloped by a chaotic and invisible force.
Under this kind of power, even a strong person like Guanzhu would be in trouble. In the world of Haotian, the only person who can walk in the blockade of such rules is the master in the academy, the peerless strong man who once went to Peach Mountain, chopped off all the peach blossoms, and seriously injured the temple master, the lecturer, and others with his own power. By.
"Hey, hey, you damn Taoist priest, this heavenly book is in my pocket. If you dare to damage it again, I will beat you into a pig's head."
boom!
Yu Liancheng took a step forward and forcibly broke free from the shackles of the five volumes of heavenly books. Kakaka! Countless intertwined black cracks appeared in the void, like black chains, but they could no longer stop him. He moved forward step by step. With every step he took, new black cracks appeared in the void, and the entire area seemed to be transformed into chaos.
"He can really walk within the blockade of the Book of Heaven?" The middle-aged Taoist frowned, extremely shocked.
This is Haotian's world. Apart from the old immortal Master who has lived for thousands of years, and the dead Buddha, is there anyone who can resist Haotian's will?
You know, didn't even Ke Haoran, who was arrogant and truly invincible in the world, still be punished by heaven and die?
Boom!
Boom!
The five-volume heavenly book could not trap Yulian City at all, but under the guidance of the five-volume heavenly book, Haotian once again felt the aura of the outsider ten years ago.
The outsider grew stronger and stronger, even completely ignoring its will.
As a result, Haotian was angered.
There is a chaotic and majestic malice sweeping across heaven and earth from all directions.
A series of thunders resounded across the sky and the earth. In the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered in the sky, countless electric lights exploded, and electric snakes intertwined, pouring towards Yulian City like luminous waterfalls. The strong wind blows between heaven and earth. This strong wind has unimaginable power. Not only can it cut gold and iron, it can even blow away the soul. The ground continues to collapse, and magma gushes out of the collapsed ground.
A scene of doom.
There are dense talisman lights emerging throughout the Zhishou Temple. If it were not for the protection and blessing of these talisman lights, the entire Zhishou Temple would have been shattered and destroyed and turned into ruins due to the confrontation between Yulian City and Haotian.
The middle-aged Taoist was frightened and uneasy.
He never imagined that there would be such a doomsday scene before him.
Looking at Yu Liancheng who is getting closer and closer, he is not very tall, but it gives people an extremely majestic feeling.
The middle-aged Taoist saw four words on Yu Liancheng, four words that were extremely blasphemous to Haotian.
——Heaven and earth are useless.
Yulian City is in the small world formed by the nine realms of Guizang, fighting against the big world of Haotian.
Although Haotian only exerted a part of his laws and power on him, it was still extremely terrifying. The so-called man can conquer heaven, but it is just that heaven has not yet truly revealed its power.
Under this terrible pressure, Yu Liancheng still stepped forward step by step and walked firmly towards the middle-aged Taoist.
The middle-aged Taoist felt panic, and a terrifying aura completely overwhelmed him. He wanted to escape, but Yu Liancheng stretched out his palm and shot it casually. The middle-aged Taoist was enveloped by Jian Twenty-san's sword heart purgatory. He was unable to move for an instant, and could not even do such a simple action in the blink of an eye.
The laws of heaven and earth became more and more terrifying, and Yu Liancheng finally walked up to the middle-aged Taoist.
He slowly punched out, the punch was as heavy as a mountain and as high as the sky.
boom!
There was an earth-shattering roar, and the middle-aged Taoist was blasted out, dragging a long trace on the ground, and crashed into the lake deep in Zhishou Temple. The entire lake suddenly surged, and water waves exploded. The lake was turbulent and agitated. But the middle-aged Taoist kept his momentum and finally crashed into a thatched hut originally used to store the Book of Heaven.
The runes in the thatched house are the most complicated, and they are also the strongest in the entire Zhishou Temple.
However, under the impact of the middle-aged Taoist, it was suddenly knocked down. Mud and rocks fell, and the golden and jade-like thatch fell to the ground, turning into the most ordinary thatch.
Without the control of the middle-aged Taoist, the five-volume heavenly book finally ceased to be annihilated and fell downwards, but was copied into the cuff of Yu Liancheng's hand.
Without the guidance of the five volumes of the Heavenly Book, and the mysterious way confusing the heavenly secrets, Haotian lost his perception of Yulian City, and the power of heaven finally gradually disappeared.
It's just that the dark clouds in the sky have not dissipated for a long time, and the thunder continues to make a muffled sound, as if Haotian's anger has not subsided.
After some divine punishment, Yu Liancheng looked quite embarrassed, his clothes were torn, his acupoints exploded, and blood gushed out. But before the blood fell to the ground, everything began to come back, and the acupoints regenerated.
"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs."
Yu Liancheng raised his head and stared at the sky, his eyes flickering: "A self-aware Heavenly Dao, is that still a good Heavenly Dao?"
Then, he lowered his head again and saw an island in the far southeast as if traveling countless miles away.
There was a thin Taoist in Qingyi on the island, standing on a high rock.
The terrifying huge waves kept hitting the bottom of the reef, the sound was like thunder, and the island rock shook, but he didn't notice it at all.
The Taoist priest in Qingyi looked quietly at the depths of the ocean, watching the hot mist evaporating from the undersea volcano there.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and turned back to look at the distant and invisible land. Thousands of miles away, his eyes met Yu Liancheng's.
The Qingyi Taoist has a very ordinary appearance and a very ordinary name, named Chen.
He is the master of Zhi Shou Guan. Many years ago, he was forced to the South China Sea by Master Qi's stick and never dared to set foot on land again.
Yu Liancheng stretched out his fist, raised it high, then slowly raised his middle finger, made a friendly gesture to Taoist Qingyi and Mingming Haotian, and disappeared.
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Ever since the Great Priest of Judgment came out, he has attracted much attention from the world.
Everyone could predict that the master of the Demon Sect known as 'Yulian City' would die without a burial place.
The High Priest of Judgment will also take the opportunity to kill in the world and carry out a bloody purge to further consolidate the majesty of the Xiling Temple.
But the follow-up development was completely unexpected. The master of the Demon Sect named Yulian City actually killed the Judgment Priest. At that time, all the temple personnel who followed the Judgment Priest also suffered heavy casualties.
This was enough to cause an uproar in the world, and then something even more unexpected happened. Yu Liancheng went to Taoshan alone.
Although subsequent information was blocked by the Xiling Temple, there were so many people who witnessed it at that time that it was inevitable that some information would be leaked. Coupled with the fact that there is no peach blossom in Momoyama, it is even more controversial.
Haotian is the only true god in the world. As soon as this incident came out, countless devout believers cried their eyes out.
The last time this happened was decades ago, when the master killed all the peach blossoms in the mountain.
Does this mean that this strong man from the Demon Sect has a cultivation level close to that of the Master?
And if the Demon Sect really had such a strong man, why was it destroyed in the first place?
Of course, there are also many people who are gloating about the misfortune.
Except for the Huangren of the Demon Sect, even the Tang people were Haotian's followers.
It's just that although many people maintain their faith in Haotian, they are full of disgust towards the decaying Xiling Temple.
How many of those red-clothed priests stationed all over the world are not superior? Enjoy the wealth and honor of the world and whip all living beings wantonly.
The sensation caused by this incident was so great that even if the strong man named Yu Liancheng did not appear in the next period of time, it was still the most discussed topic after dinner.
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Xiling, Taoshan.
Due to the entry of Yulian City into the mountain, the prestige of the Xiling Temple has been greatly reduced, so the number of believers who come to worship has decreased a lot, but the number is still considerable, and all of them are pious and fanatical.
In the black Judgment Temple, 'Daoist Idiot' Ye Hongyu stepped into the temple.
Her face was slightly pale, as if she had been seriously injured, and her steps seemed a little frivolous, but she gave people a sense of unswerving determination.
There was an uproar in the former solemn Judgment Temple. From time to time, one or two vulgar words can be heard, and it becomes a quarrel.
If the High Priest of Judgment dies, it is natural that a new High Priest must be elected.
But at present, Taoshan is in chaos, and even the headmaster is seriously injured and in retreat. It is difficult to choose the seat of the Judgment God for a while. Everyone wants to sit on that position.
Taoist madman Ye Hongyu walked step by step towards the ink jade throne behind the curtain. The blood-red Taoist robes slowly fluttered on the black smooth floor, catching people's eyes.
People's eyes gradually focused on the former chief minister, their eyes were complicated, and they gradually became quiet.
A priest of the Judgment Department stood next to the stone pillar and shouted coldly: "How presumptuous! Ye Hongyu, how can you covet the position of the throne? Even though you were once the chief minister, you are just an injured person now. , still not retreating.”
Another priest from the Judgment Department shouted angrily: "How outrageous!"
More priests came out, and their red robes rolled like blood on the vast black ground, and then they gathered into a lake of blood. Furious and cold scoldings kept ringing out: "Insolent!"
The few priests who survived the battle against Yulian City lowered their heads and remained motionless. Yet he seemed to be welcoming their new high priest with utmost respect.
The thunderous shouts did not change Ye Hongyue's expression at all. She was still so calm and indifferent, and the distance between each step was exactly the same.
Until a priest who had great ambitions for the Judgment God reached out to grab Ye Hongyu, she kissed her red lips and let out a cold drink.
"presumptuous!"
There was a flash of sword light.
As a result, the impudent priest was chopped into two pieces.
The priests who stood in front of her were chopped into two pieces.
Stepping on the blood and corpses, Ye Hongyu opened the curtain and sat on the ink jade throne.
Outside the temple, apart from corpses, there were kneeling and trembling figures.
The Judgment Temple punishes the world on behalf of Haotian, and adheres to the rule that "power means everything". As long as you are strong enough, you can have all power.
The priests thought that Ye Hongyu was seriously injured, so they could bully him at will.
But they didn't expect that Ye Hongyu's injuries were mostly healed, and he could clearly understand a stronger sword technique from the two sword marks.
But she became more powerful, powerful enough to bully everyone, powerful enough to sit on the Black Jade God's Throne.
Now, she sat on the black jade throne. She did not look at the group of kneeling and trembling priests, but looked at the white and holy palace, her eyes were cold.
"Xiong Chumo..."
Ye Hongyu uttered three words coldly, and a cold and beautiful smile appeared at the corner of his bright red mouth, like a blooming poppy.
The headmaster Xiong Chumo was seriously injured and went into retreat.
Ye Hongyu knew that the reason why Mr. Yu did not kill Xiong Chumo was not because he was afraid of the Taoist temple behind the Xiling Temple, but because he wanted her to do it herself.
How could she let him down when he was so kind?
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