Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Jianghu is all about Jianghu, and the fights between Jianghu people will only affect the normal lives of the people.

At present, the Tribunal of the Three Religions is not so lenient.

Because where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes.

Many things in the world can only be regulated but cannot be prohibited. The appearance of Yuansheng Peak and the catastrophe it caused in March gave Qingyangzi an almost perfect inspiration.

But it is difficult for him to achieve it alone.

Maybe he should try to find some like-minded people?

How about finding some tools?

The senior who gave him guidance at the beginning did not restrict him in this regard.

And the Invincible Dragon Fighting Plan is also part of his practice.

Due to the special environment of Yuyuan, there is no day or night, and it is dusk all day long in the Sanfen River Basin. Such a special place can be regarded as a different space, but it is not completely isolated from the outside world.

The red-haired Taoist was about to leave Yuyuan, and halfway through his journey, he suddenly felt the atmosphere around him change.

The heat wave on the Sanfen River blows in the face with the wind.

There is a subtle fragrance in the wind, which is unforgettable.

Qingyangzi looked at the fragrance unconsciously and only smelled——

"Huh? Where did your martial arts come from?"

The clear words came through the air, and as the words fell, a slender figure appeared in sight. The elegant and luxurious clothes were like ink dyeing on rice paper, and were embroidered with patterns that looked like gold leaves.

There are Spring and Autumn utensils and Kun beads hanging from his waist. The man is not wearing a crown, and his long, crystal red hair is like a flame in the wind.

I can’t tell whether it’s the people who make the scenery, or it’s the scenery that makes the people.

A few strands of snow-white hair were clearly visible.

His face was flawless, with a black dao mark between his eyebrows, and he looked at her with a pair of golden eyes that were different from ordinary people.

Immediately, a subconscious fear of offending lingered in his heart, forcing Qingyangzi to choose to avert his gaze. In front of this person, he would inexplicably feel a sense of unconscious humility.

But when his gaze shifted, the originally clear memory in his mind quickly blurred, and the original image of the person turned into a blurry shadow.

Even so, it is still a masterpiece of grace.

All the characteristics indicate that the visitor is unusual.

Spirituality has been frantically warning from the beginning.

Enemy? Or an old friend?

Qingyangzi, who raised his eyes again to consolidate his memory, was not sure, but this kind of expensive-looking attire from head to toe must be from the Confucian sect. In recent years, the relationship between the three religions has been relatively harmonious.

There is only one person in the Confucian sect who meets all the conditions.

The Yuan Sage of the Three Sages of Confucianism, Lin Chongyang, is the Confucian Sword King.

"It's bad, you met me." This was probably Qingyangzi's true thoughts after guessing the identity of the other party.

Although he still hasn't given up on an idea, he is as thoughtful as he is and will not do anything he knows is impossible. Regardless of the current situation or the identity of the person opposite, it is obvious that it is not appropriate to have a conflict.

"Who is your Excellency?" Qingyangzi stopped and asked.

He has not forgotten what the senior said back then.

"If you want Tao Zun and the other three religions, you must defeat him first."

"Tao is power, power is law. That boy from the Lin family has the strongest Tao in the world today. You are still far from being innate. When you complete the five realms of innateness and set foot on the four levels of the road, you will be qualified to challenge him."

"Dad Xen just said that he is qualified to challenge."

"That kid has a bad temper. Remember to ask someone to help you collect the body in advance."       "Unless you can come up with a better policy than him, have greater power than the Confucian sect, and you have enough strength."

"You don't have much ability, you dare to think more than anyone else."

Even though he has achieved innateness and established himself in Taishi over the years, Qingyangzi is still cautious. If it is really him in person, then he really needs to say that meeting is far better than being famous.

The answer was: "Don't make me ask a second time."

"..."

Such a strong sense of déjà vu seems to have verified what the senior said back then, but since that first meeting, the two have not met for the second time in many years.

"What I have learned here was taught by a senior named Jiutian Xuanzun." Qingyangzi has no head against the wind.

Because he can't beat the opponent himself, this is the main premise, and all his words and deeds will be based on this premise.

"?"

After hearing the answer, Lin Chongyang raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped and took another look at the Taoist not far away.

Use the "Golden elixir method" as internal strength to cultivate the unique skills of the orthodox Taoist emperor.

result……

Taught by Jiutian Xuanzun?

The person who conceals the truth may not be aware of it, and for another person, he may actually be deceived. For example, the little guy in front of him is the one who was deceived.

However, if he had not been able to see the bone age of the person in front of him, as well as the specific time of cultivation, and had not handled the ashes of Jiutian Xuanzun, Lin Chongyang might have been surprised the first time he heard this answer.

Then he will ask where Jiutian Xuanzun is.

Now it seems that it should be the fake Xuanzun and the real Dao Emperor.

"The Jiutian Xuanzun you mentioned died 1,500 years ago, and was assassinated. He has been buried long ago." Lin Chongyang revealed the truth with a calm expression: "How can a dead person teach you the mental skills and martial arts?"

"But that senior does call himself Jiutian Xuanzun."

Qingyangzi's brain shut down for a moment. It was impossible for the other party to lie to him, so who was the senior he met?

Could it be that Jiutian Xuanzun came back from the dead?

Or, is someone else using the identity of Jiutian Xuanzun?

The probability of the latter is higher, but the former is not impossible. Qingyangzi did not lose sense because of the sudden news, but began to seriously think about the hidden meaning.

"Do you know that the most obvious feature of Jiutian Xuanzun is that there are nine Xuanyuan Emperor Fires on his crown."

Lin Chongyang can be sure that the person in front of him has indeed been deceived:

"And he is not a member of the Taoist sect. At your age, you should have never heard of the Yunhai Immortal Sect. Jiutian Xuanzun is the founder of the Yunhai Immortal Sect."

He couldn't really explain the purpose of doing this. It couldn't be that Senior Dao Emperor was just idle and bored, accumulating some virtue for Jiutian Xuanzun?

That is the fate of Senior Dao Emperor. Whenever Jun Xuanyuan arranges, he will take people to the Immortal Sect now. As for Jiutian Xuanzun's resurrection from the dead, he already respects his senior by not drawing his sword on the spot.

"This……"

Qingyangzi imagined the scene of the senior with nine lit candles on his head, and he felt that his spirit was shocked.

In other words, the senior is not Jiutian Xuanzun himself. Qingyangzi has always believed that Jiutian Xuanzun is a Taoist disciple. This is a relatively inertial way of thinking.

The ancients said: Taoism calls immortals and ancestors, Confucianism calls saints, Buddha calls the World Honored, and mortals call them kings.

Not necessarily all, but it has certain reference value.

"Tiangang Jade Purpose, Heaven's Movement of Sun and Moon, Heaven's Saint Gangfeng, and Heaven and Earth's Movement of Wind, which move do you know?" Lin Chongyang randomly selected a few moves from the secret moves of the sky and named them.

"Your Excellency, are you familiar with Senior Jiutian Xuanzun?"

Qingyangzi's focus at this time was not on the moves, but on the first question when the two met, the conversation during the process, and his guess on the identity of the person in front of him.

At this moment, he wanted to know what the person in front of him was thinking.

(End of this chapter)