Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1254

Chen Xinghe instantly understood the location of this local Mahayana monk.

Immediately, Yuanshen retreated immediately, he didn't dare to fight with Yuanshen, that would be too much of a disadvantage.

"Little devil, what are you going to do?"

"Senior, I didn't expect your dojo to be so close."

"Damn it, it's impossible for your cultivation to hurt me."

Chen Xinghe had already broken through the air, leaving behind clusters of lotus vigor, his speed was beyond reason.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the figure plunged into the mountains like a flying sword.

"Boom..." Earth and rocks splashed, Chen Xinghe pulled out his legs and looked around.

Here is a white plum forest, it is the season when the white plums are in full bloom, and it is warm and fragrant everywhere, with a peaceful atmosphere.

"Heavy?"

"It's heavy."

Chen Xinghe found his legs sank into the ground again, this white plum forest is weird!
However, he has been tempered under heavy pressure for seven years, and he has initially merged with the Scarlet Lotus Throne, so he is not afraid of any heavy pressure.

"You don't want this white plum grove anymore?" The words spread thousands of miles, and after that, where is there any white plum grove?

It's gone, it's gone, it's such a method that even Mahayana monks are confused.

There are even more powerful ones. Ten mountain giants have just stood up on the opposite side, and a ray of poisonous gas passes by, and the huge figure immediately disintegrates.

"Swish, swish..." The poisonous gas spun rapidly, destroying everything it went.

Hunyuan's big hand grabbed it hard, and all the pressure disappeared.

A large mountain appeared before him.

This is a sect, surrounded by dozens of Feilai peaks, and a large number of palaces are scattered all over the mountain, resplendent and dazzling.

"The atmosphere of luxury is very strong. Is this your old dojo?"

While Chen Xinghe was asking questions, he moved across the sky, and when he landed in the main hall on the top of the mountain, he suddenly felt a world of murderous intent coming in rotation.

The 22 talisman treasures are burning, and the formation is venting the power accumulated for thousands of years. It seems that the sword, gun, ax, hook and fork are approaching in the blink of an eye.

However, Chen Xinghe's body was only flickering slightly, as if all the murderous intentions did not exist, he slid past him, seeing the eyes of all the sect disciples protruding, no matter what, he couldn't believe it would be such a result.

You must know that each generation of monks will send mana to the big formation for many years. It can be said that every progress of the big formation embodies everyone's hard work.

Persisting in anything for thousands of years will almost give birth to obsession. The monks of all dynasties want to see what it will be like when the big formation is in full swing.

Today, the ancestor informed everyone that he was going to start the Grand Formation, the young people in the sect didn't think so, but the old people were gearing up and feeling extremely excited.

Many elders only think that they are lucky, and they can see the great power burst out in their lifetime.

It has to be said that the power of this formation is indeed enormous, and even Chen Xinghe dare not overwhelm it.

However, great hope was followed by great disappointment. Chen Xinghe's body flickered as he moved in place. Even though he was standing there, no attack had time to hit him. This is extreme speed.

Let you be tyrannical and prepared in every way, and I will stand proudly.

When the big array was vented, Chen Xinghe swept his sword out.

"Om..." The mountain breaks and the hall shatters.

Even if this sect is very good in this world, the Moth Sect is no match for three months, but Chen Xinghe is now extraordinary.

I saw thousands of sword shadows shooting towards the surroundings while he waved his hand. No one from the huge sect escaped, and they all fell to the ground with a howl.

"Old Ancestor!" All the disciples exclaimed, hoping that Gao Gaoshang, the Old Ancestor, would go out and sit in the guard.

However, to disappoint them, the patriarch had already died once and hadn't fully recovered yet. Seeing how tyrannical Chen Xinghe was, he suppressed his anger and stood still.

Chen Xinghe glanced at it and said: "I know you still have many backhands, but those backhands are useless to me, you said you let me fight with the black leopard, snipe and clam, and then you will benefit from it as a fisherman! Now? What else? Is this how it feels? The Black Panther has oppressed me for seven years, and the traps he set up relying on the magnetosphere are much more powerful than yours! By the way, maybe I want to thank you, if you didn’t get rid of the Black Panther in time, under his control, The magnetic eye of the earth will not be so dull for me to temper my body and fuse it with treasure."

The voice was scorching, and it burned my heart.

"Hmph, you're not Mahayana yet." Voices echoed from all sides of the mountain peak.

Chen Xinghe nodded and said: "It's true that I haven't stepped into the Mahayana realm yet, but as long as I think about it, I can overcome the catastrophe now. The dojo has already been arranged, and it is thousands of times stronger than yours. The leader of the five great sects of the Scarlet Emperor Heaven Tianzong, even if he is down and out, he is not comparable to Ye Guchan like you."

"Hmph, you're just a junior..." The voice rumbled with displeasure, but a sword shadow slashed down, causing the voice to stop abruptly.

Chen Xinghe Hongyin said: "Your ancestors fought with me, it has nothing to do with you disciples, so I cut a sword just now to cut off your inheritance! Today I will open an altar to preach, and those who are destined to listen to it, see if you can accept it I am devoted to the Taoism of the Heavenly Sect."

As he spoke, Chen Xinghe sat cross-legged with his lapel on his back, and the profound sound of the Dao came out of his mouth, all kinds of wonderful magic and secret techniques were at his fingertips, and all kinds of opportunities were hidden in it.

At first, many monks resisted, but there are always those who are blessed by nature, and their blood boils after listening to it for a while.

For this group of monks, it was as if a broad avenue appeared in front of them. Everyone stood in the majestic wind, and their minds quickly became stronger after being tortured.

The Qingtian sect's kung fu has this characteristic, it needs to work hard on tempering the mind and mind, the Nine Tribulations of the Yellow Springs Jue is so difficult to practice because it requires very high mind and spirit.

Chen Xinghe opened the altar to speak, and this lecture lasted for three years without any interruption.

Anyone can come and listen, even those casual practitioners outside the door, as long as they have a heart of Taoism, they can gain something by sitting in the surrounding mountains and listening to the lecture.

In the fourth year of the saying, he began to perform the method, and all kinds of mysteries burst out.At the same time, a decree was passed on, and the Qingtian Sect of the Qiongyue World was established.

"Ah!" On the day the edict was conveyed, there were screams from the mountains and rivers.

The local Mahayana cultivator was struck by thunder, his cultivation base fell rapidly, and he said resentfully: "You Qingtianzong, you are deceiving people too much. The arrogant junior really thinks that this old man has no footsteps? Anyone who betrays me after 300 years will die, die, die... "

The voice echoed between heaven and earth, Chen Xinghe sneered: "Why do you need 300 years later? I'm afraid you have forgotten that passage."

"Channel?" The other party was shocked.

"Chop!" The word "cut" shakes the heavens and the earth, the Mahayana law is spread across thousands of miles, hundreds of clouds appear in the sky, and the deep pools in the mountains are full of blood lotus.

"No, how could you..." The voice was extremely panicked.

The shock lasted for three days and three nights. Finally, an old man with a gloomy face came out and sat beside Chen Xinghe. He was the patriarch of the sect here.

Chen Xinghe felt relieved, and said: "From today on, all the sects in this world will be merged into my Qingtian Sect, and then I will dig mountains and rocks to gather natural materials and treasures, build a ferry boat to the Yellow Springs, and lead you to go to the trial with your mind! My way is only shown to you here, you must search tirelessly up and down to find your own way! Only three Mahayanas can come out of this world, and two places are here, and anyone who can do it can take it."

Those monks who had reached a higher level couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "I will definitely live up to the suzerain's expectations!"

(End of this chapter)