This is a must-visit town on your way to Taoshan.
The residents of the town had moved away days ago.
A middle-aged scholar and a butcher walked into the town.
After a burst of writing and ink fragrance, the originally quiet town became lively, with residents, business travelers, and tourists walking out from different corners.
At first, the townspeople's smiles were still a little oozing, and their bodies were very stiff. They looked like the living dead crawling out of a pile of dead people. But he soon became able to move freely, just like ordinary people.
Then, a young man in black stepped into the town.
The young man in black fights with the scholar and the butcher.
This battle didn't take much time from the fight to the end.
But the entire town was destroyed by three powerful men who crossed the fifth realm and turned into ruins, as if it had been swept away by natural disasters.
Believers who were worshiping at Taoshan passed by and saw this scene. They were all shocked, frightened and frightened, and even kept kowtowing and begging Haotian for blessing.
"Ahem!
"
There was a coughing sound among the ruins.
With a broken crown, disheveled hair, and ragged clothes, Wang Shusheng struggled to get up from the rubble.
Recalling the brief battle with Yu Liancheng, Wang Shusheng couldn't help but have a trace of fear and fear in his eyes.
At this moment, a Taoist priest in green clothes appeared in front of him. There was a blood stain on his left shoulder and he kept coughing.
The sudden arrival of this Taoist made Wang Shusheng startled.
And when he discovered that the Qingyi Taoist was Chen, the master of Zhishou Temple, he was even more shocked and speechless.
With the master's cultivation, who can hurt him?
This doesn't seem like a difficult question to guess.
After the master ascends to heaven, who else can hurt the master besides that person?
Suddenly, Wang Shusheng felt a shadow shrouding him. He looked up and saw a black cloth shoe. White soles and black cloth uppers fell from the sky.
This foot stepped on Wang Shusheng's face. Wang Shusheng didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, and his head fell into the dirt.
"Why are your feet sore?"
Yu Liancheng looked at his feet and frowned: "Well, you're Wang Shusheng, I spared your life with good intentions, but you deliberately hit my feet with your face, it's so insidious."
Wang Shusheng was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Yu Liancheng raised his foot and kicked Wang Shusheng out like a rag doll.
The viewer shook his head and disappeared.
Yulian City also disappeared.
"Damn Yulian City."
Wang Shusheng spurted out a mouthful of blood again and stood up from the ground, trembling. A trace of resentment appeared on his face: "One day, I will make you pay the price."
But just after he said this, Yu Liancheng's figure appeared in front of him again, and he raised his eyebrows: "You want to plot against me again. Although you are the master of Shanshan and Little Tmall, you can't do more than three things. So..." With a crash, the sleeves of the robe were flying, and the slender and perfect palm turned into a jade light, and he struck out with one palm.
One palm carries wind and thunder, as fast as lightning.
Wang Shusheng was hit by this palm and flew out immediately.
The person was still in mid-air, with a look of unwillingness and fear in his eyes, and his body suddenly fell apart.
Along with a sigh of regret, Yu Liancheng's figure disappeared.
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Qingxia.
A natural moat in the mountains to the south of the Tang Empire.
If we go around the Qingxia Gorge, we have to go through thousands of miles of mountainous terrain.
The Tang Empire spent countless manpower and material resources a hundred years ago to truly open up this canyon.
The economic significance of Qingxia is self-evident, but its military significance is equally important. If the Tang Dynasty is in danger, as long as there is a peerless strong man guarding the Qingxia Gorge, one man can guard the gate and ten thousand people can't open it.
Of course, the strong person must be strong enough to make Buddha come to kill Buddha, devil to kill devil, and Taoist priest to kill Taoist priest.
Moreover, he can't rest, let alone sleep. He has no time to eat and drink. He may even have to fight the enemy continuously.
The strong men fought continuously for three days and three nights.
It's not like there aren't such powerful people in the world.
For example, Master.
For example, Mr. Big.
But during the world-wide war against the Tang Dynasty, Master ascended to heaven and became the moon, and Mr. Da went to stop the viewer.
Then, the people who are in charge of Qingxia are Mr. Jun Mo and a group of junior brothers and sisters.
Jun Mo is a master at the top of the Five Realms. Under the influence of Yu Liancheng, his swordsmanship has become more and more perfect, and his junior brothers and sisters are also the top people in the world.
It was not easy for them to stay in front of Qingxia.
Because there are 200,000 temple cavalry in front of Qingxia.
Although due to the terrain, Jun Mo and others did not have to face a frontal charge from two hundred thousand temple knights.
But the Temple Knights are not afraid of death and attack from morning to noon, from noon to evening, from evening to late night...
After a series of high-intensity battles, they began to feel tired.
They were covered in blood.
Their fingers were trembling and their bodies were shaking.
Covered in dust, they are completely different images from the dashing hermits in the mountains behind.
The Temple Knight was also tired, even a little desperate.
They looked at the countless corpses piled up on the plain outside Qingxia. Those were the people who had died in the hands of everyone in the academy these days.
Just when both parties were tired, a Taoist priest appeared in everyone's sight.
The Taoist was dressed in green clothes. After he appeared, the great priest Tianyu cleverly knelt on the ground and bowed his head respectfully.
The sound of the armor rubbing against each other was like a rushing tide. I don't know how many people knelt down, and patches of silver light shone like phosphorescence under the waves.
The students in the academy looked at the Taoist, their faces slightly pale, but their expressions were firm.
Especially Mr. Er, his blood boiled when he looked at Taoist Qingyi and the blood stains on Taoist Qingyi’s shoulders and chest.
The Taoist in green sighed, waving his sleeves casually, and a Tao sword appeared in the void.
A sword made entirely of air.
The Dao sword pierced the sky and stabbed at the second senior brother.
The shadow of the sword was ethereal and faint, as if it had exceeded the range of human speed.
This sword was not only used against Mr. Er, but also against the group of academy students.
In front of this sword light, Mr. Fourth's land was turned upside down, and countless quicksand poured out. Mr. Five's chessboard was cut in half and his face was pale. Mr. Six's hammer flew away from his hand, and the tiger's mouth was filled with flesh and blood. All the talismans of Mr. Seven's formation were cut off, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth...
In the end, this ethereal Dao sword clashed with the rectangular sword in Mr. Er's hand.
Mr. Er took ten steps back, his meridians exploded, and his clothes were soaked with blood. He seemed to be a bloody man, but he finally took the sword.
The Taoist in Qingyi said "Huh", as if he was a little surprised, then sighed softly and disappeared.
The next moment the Taoist in Qingyi disappeared, a man in black clothes appeared in front of the canyon.
"You really don't follow the rules. We have agreed to fight between the two of us, how can we let other people get involved at will?"
The young man in black looked in the direction of Jun Mo and others: "Since you are unreasonable, then naturally I have nothing to say."
His figure disappeared the next moment.
Just when he disappeared, large swaths of dark clouds surged over in the sky.
The clouds were thick and as black as ink, and lightning flashed in the clouds. With a loud "bang" of thunder, there was a heavy downpour.
When the raindrops fell, they actually revealed a breathtaking aura, and strong winds roared through the air, as if they were being stabbed by flying swords.
Screams came one after another, and the raindrops penetrated the armor of countless temple cavalry without any hindrance, piercing the bodies with bloody holes. Some raindrops are not only "swords" themselves, but also contain sharp sword energy. Once they collide with armor or tents, they explode suddenly. The powerful sword energy detonates at the same time, and the violent and sharp energy is vented in all directions.
This violent "
"Sword Rain" only took a dozen breaths.
After a dozen breaths, the dark clouds dispersed and the sun shone on the world again.
To describe it, this rainstorm is like a mob breaking into a purdah.
As quickly as it comes, it goes as quickly as it comes.
When he left, he left a mess on the ground.
There were countless casualties.
…
The world is at war.
I am also fighting.
During the days when the whole world was conquering the Tang Dynasty, the young man in black and the Taoist in green traveled through the mountains and rivers of the world.
One person is in front and one person is behind.
Thousands of miles in an instant, there is no distance.
They saw Wang Shusheng, who was seriously injured.
I saw the academy students and Xiling cavalry in front of Qingxia.
I saw the prairie cavalry and the Tang Dynasty Iron Guard.
He saw Ning Que, Twenty-Three-Year Cicada, and the Imperial Preceptor from the Golden Tent who fought against the two.
They saw everything, everything.
Every time it appears, Taoist Qingyi will have one more injury and his breath will weaken.
The young man in black was always calm and composed, as if nothing happened.
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An unnamed island deep in the South China Sea.
The waves hit the rocks heavily, making a roar like thunder.
On the white beach, there is a book, half buried in the sand.
It seems like a very ordinary book, but it seems to cover all kinds of celestial phenomena.
The Taoist in Tsing Yi appeared on the beach, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was stained with blood, but his expression was as indifferent as ever. He bent down to pick up the book and shook the gravel off the book.
The young man in black then appeared on the beach and said with a smile, "Tian Zi Scroll?"
"Exactly."
The Taoist priest in Qingyi smiled slightly and tore off a page of the heavenly book. All phenomena in the world began to evolve, and a layer of chaotic and majestic aura pressed towards Yulian City.
"Interesting." The young scholar's brows twitched slightly.
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The battle continues.
The viewer has an extra "weapon" in his hand.
The "Tian Zi Volume" of the seven volumes of heavenly books.
Every time a page of the book is torn off, incredible celestial power will be produced, like a volcano erupting, like a river churning, or a hurricane roaring towards Yulian City.
Of course, even so, the viewer seems to be no match for Yulian City.
The viewer is still bleeding.
His figure also seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
Yu Liancheng turned a thunder away and said, "Aren't you tired after walking for so long?"
The viewer said: "Fight for the human world, fight for Haotian, it doesn't matter if you get tired, and it doesn't matter if you die."
Yu Liancheng sighed: "You and I both think that we are fighting for the world, so who is fighting for the world?"
The master of the temple did not speak, and the pages of the heavenly book were torn out from his pale fingers, turning into pure and majestic power, pulling the power of heaven and earth.
Yulian Chengdao: "I know the connection between Zhishou Temple and Haotian, and I also know that you, Master, are by no means a selfish person who covets fame, fortune, and wealth. For the sake of the world, you can even sacrifice your life. But From the beginning to the end, your Taoist temple is just like Haotian, wanting to keep human beings in captivity without seeing the vast starry sky and without the bright moon and stars to accompany them."
"Zhi Shou Guan used to play the role of guide and parent, but you have to understand one thing. Human beings have grown up and have passed through the period of ignorance. Just as a child has grown up, it is time to let go of the child. What's more, you The Xiling Temple chosen by Zhishou to lead mankind has become corrupt, and they are the biggest cancer."
The viewer still didn't speak.
Yu Liancheng sighed softly.
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Tang Dynasty.
A bustling town.
There had been a brutal battle here before.
The crippled old Taoist who came out of Zhishou Temple wanted to kill Ye Su who was preaching.
The crippled old Taoist is very strong and is a being above the Five Realms.
Fortunately, Liu Bai appeared at this time.
Sword Saint Liu Bai, he has taken the step above the Five Realms.
Before he took that step, he had the strength to fight against the masters above the five realms, let alone now.
As a result, the crippled old Taoist died.
Liu Bai fulfilled his promise to Yulian City.
After being briefly bandaged, the seriously injured Ye Su once again explained the teachings of the Protestant Church.
Although Protestantism also worships Haotian, in its teachings, it pays more attention to the self, requiring continuous self-improvement and virtuous conduct. Worshiping God is not as good as seeking oneself.
If fanatical believers heard this doctrine, they would probably throw stones on the spot, thinking it was blasphemy against Haotian. But it appealed to the people of the Tang Dynasty, and it spread and burned like wildfire across the vast land of the Tang Dynasty.
Ye Su didn't know that there were two people crowded in the crowd, listening to his explanation.
One is the master of Zhishou Temple, who has seventy or eighty broken bones in his body and his clothes are covered in blood. The other one is naturally Yu Liancheng.
These two people are Ye Su's teachers.
After listening to his apprentice's explanation of the mysteries of Protestantism, Chen fell into deep thought.
But at this moment, the divine light falling from the sky was cut off. These divine radiances were gifts from Haotian, but they could not be integrated into Chen's flesh and blood.
The viewer seemed to disappear from heaven and earth.
He seemed to be in a world of his own.
There is no trace of dust or noise in this world.
——A state of tranquility.
This is the most unfathomable realm of Taoism in legend.
In the history of practice after the last eternal night, no one has ever appeared.
Whether it is the sand scroll or the collection of books in the back mountain of the academy, there are only sporadic records of the quiet realm.
The master of the temple is indeed worthy of being the most powerful person in the Taoist sect for thousands of years.
He actually broke through to a state of tranquility when the oil ran out.
Compared with the other five realms, the tranquility realm is a longer level. This realm is truly peerless, because this realm can be isolated from the world.
Tao mind is pure.
Both body and mind are pure.
The injuries that Yu Liancheng had caused to the viewer before seemed to be brushed away by dust at this moment, and he returned to his peak state in an instant.
The viewer picked up the heavenly book that he had torn apart with only a dozen or so pages remaining, and poured endless power into it.
The originally thin book became richer with the addition of pages. And with each additional page, the figure of the viewer becomes thinner.
In the end, the Heavenly Scroll was one-third thicker than the original Heavenly Book, and the figure of the viewer was almost transparent.
"I know that even in the quiet realm, I am no match for you. You and the Master are at another level. The Master is unruly, while you are carefree."
The temple master handed the heavenly book to Yu Liancheng, and his body turned into the finest powder inch by inch, which was blown away by the wind.
"In that case, why not let me help you? I hope... your decision is right and will benefit all sentient beings."
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