Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Climbing to the sky, beheading the gods.

Although there are only four short words, it reveals infinite courage.

Chang Le looked at the master who was holding a divine sword and had fluttering hair, his eyes were shining, full of admiration.

Sun Simiao hesitated for a moment, and said, "National teacher, although the old man's cultivation is low, he still has some merits, and may help you kill that plague god..."

Li Daoxuan shook his head and said: "Senior's kindness, I appreciate it."

With the eyes of the sky, how could he not see the golden light of meritorious deeds on Sun Simiao's body?

This senior medicine king can be said to be born to be the nemesis of the plague god. If he goes to deal with the plague god, it may have a miraculous effect, but that is too dangerous.

After all, he is only in the late stage of Bigu, not even the Yin God Realm.

Li Daoxuan admired his character and medical ethics very much, and even Li Shimin also praised him, saying that he opened the way and was a famous doctor.The three sages with wings harmonize the four seasons, subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, save the weak and save the danger.Majestic and majestic, the teacher of a hundred generations.

At that time, Sun Simiao used a silk thread to diagnose the pulse and saved the life of Empress Changsun. Li Shimin wanted to bestow an official title and let him stay in Chang'an, but Sun Simiao resolutely refused. He only wanted to travel around the world and treat the common people.

Not only people, but even injured animals, he did not hesitate to heal.

Such a person, Li Daoxuan couldn't bear to let him take risks, and a man of great virtue should enjoy the rest of his life in peace.

"Everyone, please work together to protect the people, and the poor will come as soon as they go."

Li Daoxuan waved his hands, the green robe was fluttering in the long wind, he stepped out with a single step, a lotus grew in the void, he swung upwards, and walked straight to the clouds, his back was graceful and straight.

The five-color fairy light flowed like a magnificent morning glow, dispelling the heavy shadows.

The chest is full of stars, and the breath is full of rainbows.

The golden pure yang qi is even more radiant like the sun, like a volcano about to erupt.

Seeing this scene, Sun Simiao breathed a sigh of relief, inexplicably calmed down a lot.

In this critical moment, it is a blessing in misfortune to have someone like the national teacher step forward and point the sword at the gods and demons!
Even if he doesn't know the art of magic calculation, Sun Simiao clearly knows that Li Daoxuan, the national teacher, is the lifeline of this disaster in Qi County!
"Master will definitely win!"

Changle's eyes are full of confidence. She has worshiped her master since she was a child, and as she grows up, this worship has not faded due to the increase in experience, but has become more intense.

Even some blind worship.

Even if the master said that she would pluck the moon from the sky, she would believe it!

……

When Li Daoxuan came to the sky, his gaze passed over the God of Plague who had fought against him before, and then settled on the God of Locust.

It was an old woman riding a donkey, her skin was full of folds, like thousands of ravines, under her frosty white hair, there was a pair of deep and wild eyes.

If the eyes of the God of Plague are full of the silent breath of death, then the eyes of the God of Locusts are a kind of palpitating desire, a desire to devour everything.

Li Daoxuan even felt that the way she looked at him was like watching a sumptuous meal.

His heart sank, knowing that this battle would not be as easy as last time.

Locust God is a very powerful god and one of the Bala gods. His belief began in the Western Zhou Dynasty and flourished in the Han and Tang Dynasties. There are many temples and spread all over the country.

"Book of Rites" records: "Eight waxes are used to remember the four directions. If the year of the four directions does not go smoothly, the eight waxes will not make sense, so it is also for the people's wealth."

The ancients said that Jiangshan Sheji, the Ji in it, refers to food.

For farming civilization, the importance of food is unquestionable. When the harvest is about to be harvested, if there is a locust plague, the hard work of the people for a year will be in vain.

After several locust plagues in a row, even a country will be in turmoil.

Therefore, the locust god has a very high status among the people, and locusts are regarded as gods. No one dares to kill them. Whoever kills the locusts may anger the locust god.

This locust god obviously hadn't just recovered. His divine power was more than twice as powerful as that of the plague god. Li Daoxuan felt a little pressure from his terrifying eyes.

"Overestimate your own strength and try to kill God, Li Daoxuan, are you guilty?"

The God of Plague opened his mouth. At this moment, he was no longer in the embarrassment of running away from the sunset in the past. Instead, his three eyes were wide open, full of majesty, his long cinnabar-like hair was windless, and the red robe was covered with a hazy fairy mist.

After the words fell, Li Daoxuan only felt that the figure of the God of Plague was gradually getting bigger, and it rose like a mountain in just a few breaths, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he had seen all the cycles of life and death.

The death energy in the dark fell on Li Daoxuan, making him seem to hear the wailing of countless creatures before dying, and saw scenes of struggle, torture and despair in the midst of illness.

It was an invisible spiritual shock, as long as his will was slightly disturbed, the death energy would take advantage of it, dissipate the five qi in his chest, cut off the three flowers on the top, and waste his whole body.

It's a pity that he met Li Daoxuan.

Heaven escapes the sword intent to protect the primordial spirit, Huang Ting's ancient scriptures cultivate mana, the power of thunder casts the body, and the five-color fairy light suppresses evil spirits!
Li Daoxuan didn't have any shortcomings, he stood with a sword in his hand, his precious clothes bloomed with a phantom green lotus, and he looked at the God of Plague with a sneer.

"Pretend to be a god, offend my Tang Dynasty, and the defeated generals dare to speak bravely?"

The God of Plague was instantly furious.

The miasma on his body became more and more dense, almost covering the sky and the earth, and the pestilence banner in his hand was also fluttering, furious with his master.

However, before he could make a move, he found that his body seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, but Li Daoxuan's body was getting bigger and bigger, and finally he was taller than the mountain.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was actually standing in Li Daoxuan's palm, as insignificant as an ant.

Great supernatural powers, law heaven and earth!

The law of heaven and earth was taught by the heavenly scriptures, and all the key points have been instilled in Li Daoxuan's heart. After he started to practice, he would go a long way.

After five years of accumulation, his attainments in this supernatural power can be called perfect.

The physical body is tens of thousands of meters long, and sanctification is unknown.

Boom!

The five fingers are gathered together, like five mountains pressing down.

There was a trace of panic in the God of plague's eyes. He was beaten by Li Daoxuan last time and fled. Now he is going to join hands with the locust god to recover the scene, but he did not expect to be defeated again as soon as he met.

How did this Li Daoxuan cultivate?
Why are there such monstrous mortals in the world?
At the critical moment, the God of Plague spat out a mouthful of black blood. As soon as the blood appeared in the world, it set off a smelly wind, and the heaven and the earth whimpered endlessly, as if hundreds of millions of creatures were wailing in the sea of ​​illness.

Even the five-color fairy light on Li Daoxuan's bodyguard became flickering and erratic.

boom!
Li Daoxuan's palm broke in an instant, and even the black light continued to spread along his body, and the air of the disease crazily poured into his limbs and bones, polluting his mana.

The God of Plague was a little weak, but his eyes showed excitement.

That was the essence and blood of his divine body, if he spewed it out, he would have to poison at least a million souls to recover, but as long as he could kill Li Daoxuan, it would be all worth it.

Without Li Daoxuan in the Tang Dynasty, for them, isn't it just a fish at the mercy of others?
"madness."

The locust god who had been silent on the donkey suddenly spoke, her voice was very sharp, as if countless locusts were buzzing in her ears.

As soon as the words fell, Li Daoxuan's figure turned into a hair, completely corroded by poisonous blood.

The God of Plague was shocked, he... When did he create his incarnation?

In a hurry, the God of Plague quickly looked around.

"Are you looking for me?"

The voice came from overhead.

The next moment, a fiery golden light descended from the sky, cut the cloudy sky in half, pierced through the plague god's body from head to toe, and then fell into the earth without diminishing its power.

boom!
The pillar of heaven is broken, and the dimension of the earth is broken.

The boundless mountain was chopped into two pieces, the incision was smooth, red as carbon, with wisps of green smoke emitting.

Erlang Zhenjun opened his eyes to open the sky, and his eyes were open to the law, and the golden light subdued the devil!
Li Daoxuan stepped on the auspicious cloud, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and landed from the sea of ​​clouds. The scar between his brows had already been opened, revealing a divine eye as bright as the bright moon.

Looking up at the Nine Heavens, looking down at the Yellow Springs in the Ten Lands, it is difficult for a hundred ghosts and thousands of demons to change, and the golden light descends and protects all directions!
After seeing this eye, Locust God's stern expression finally changed slightly, as if he remembered something.

"Erlang God, you are Erlang God!!!"

The God of Plague didn't die, but he was seriously injured, and the pierced wound was difficult to heal. This time, he didn't know how much natal power was consumed.

Not long after he woke up, he didn't even recover half of his divine power. If this continues, he might really die in the hands of Li Daoxuan!
The God of Plague pointed at Li Daoxuan, startled and angry.

"Erlang God, even if you are reincarnated, you are considered a god, why should you fight us for these mortals?"

"Heavenly Court is long gone, and Yuxu Palace is also gone. Do you think you can maintain the order of the Three Realms by yourself?"

Erlang's reputation is not small. He is the No.1 disciple of the third generation of Yuxu Palace, the grandson of Yuanshi Tianzun, and the nephew of the Jade Emperor.

In the eyes of the God of Plague, gods and mortals have long been two kinds of life, as if mortals would not pity the ants under their feet.

Li Daoxuan knew that he had misunderstood, but he didn't explain it.

"Those are the eyes of God Erlang, but he... is not God Erlang."

The God of Locust came riding a donkey, and looked at Li Daoxuan with somewhat doubtful eyes. She woke up a long time earlier than the God of Plague, but quietly hibernated to recover her strength. Now she has completely controlled her body and recovered most of her mana.

This also reminded her of many memories about the Locust God.

In some memories, God Erlang went down to earth many times and came forward to prevent her from launching the locust plague. Even if she was carrying the Jade Emperor's decree, God Erlang would not give face.

Therefore, she had a deep impression on Erlang Shen, and recognized this eye that had terrified her.

But this Li Daoxuan is definitely not Erlang Shen!
Because in her memory, God Erlang had already died in battle, and that majestic, heroic figure holding a three-pointed two-edged knife would never appear in the world again.

Although she really couldn't remember why Erlang God, who had great supernatural powers and an indestructible body, died in battle, but she was absolutely sure that Erlang God had indeed fallen.

Li Daoxuan stared at the locust god, his brows and sky eyes seemed to feel something, and there was an inexplicable emotion.

It seems to be fighting.

"Jia Huo has dedicated Dengzhou to us. You are a Taoist with some supernatural powers, but after all, you have not yet become a fairy. If you retreat now, you can let the past go. I promise you that only the land of Dengzhou will be taken. There will be another plague of locusts.”

The donkey under Locust God's crotch let out a soft cry, as if he didn't understand why the master backed down.

"Your eyes remind the old man of an old friend, and I have a long history of grievances with him."

"This concession can be regarded as giving that old friend a little face."

The God of Locusts flicked his sleeves lightly, with an inexplicable emotion in his words, waving his hands to make Li Daoxuan retreat, as if promising that there would be no more locust plagues in Datang within three years, which is a great reward.

Mortals should be grateful and thank God.

Li Daoxuan laughed loudly, his voice shook the sky, his long black hair fluttered in the strong wind, his eyebrows and sky eyes were shining brightly, like the scorching sun.

Even the Zhanxie sword rustled in its sheath.

Locust God frowned slightly, and Li Daoxuan's laughter undoubtedly interrupted her emotions and memories, making her a little dissatisfied.

"Why is the Taoist laughing?"

"I laugh at some people who are superior and conceited. They always like to treat other people's things as their own rewards. What they say is even more stinky than the dung in the hut!"

Those poor peasants, working from dawn to dusk, did not know how much sweat they shed and how much hardship they put in. Day after day, they planted in spring and plowed in summer, only then did they have a harvest that could support their families.

The feet are steaming and rustic, and the back is burning with the sky.

I tried my best to know the heat, but the summer is long.

A few mu of land is the hope of the whole family. Their harvest is due to hard work and sweat, not a gift from a certain god.

The land of the Tang Dynasty belongs to the people who toil in the fields, not some high-ranking god!

The locust god's eyes narrowed.

However, Li Daoxuan's voice continued to sound.

"How about this, Pindao also apply a method, learn from Jia Huo, and sacrifice all the huts in the Tang Dynasty to you, and go to enjoy them immediately, you are welcome, I promise, within three years, they will never be slaughtered." How about your dog life?"

In the face of the two old gods, such remarks can be described as extremely rampant and presumptuous.

"Taoist, I pity you for the difficulty of practicing. You are expected to become an immortal and a god in the future. You can be our friend. Now it seems that although you have some supernatural powers, you don't know how to be in awe, don't know how to cultivate your mind, and you have entered the way of demons without knowing it."

Locust God said lightly: "Since that's the case, I have no choice but to take away your hard-won cultivation, which can be regarded as removing a scourge for Longhushan."

Li Daoxuan was not angry, he just held his sword forward and flicked his fingers lightly.

Zheng!
The sound of the sword resounded in the sheath, like the sound of a phoenix, and the cyan fringe of the sword fluttered with the wind.

Li Daoxuan's right hand gently held the hilt of the sword, his fingers were slender and slender, as white as jade, it was a hand that was born to hold a sword.

The blade of the sword was slowly pulled out, one inch out of the orifice.

Clang!
The unparalleled sword energy slanted out from the sheath, like a river opening, and the vast sword intent was like the waves of the Milky Way, shaking Li Daoxuan's hair and green robe.

The wind and cloud are turbulent, and the sword energy is like a rainbow!

Locust God obviously knew the power of this sword, she stretched out her palm to Li Daoxuan, and the palm was gathered into a fixed character with divine patterns.

Supernatural powers, fixation curse!
Li Daoxuan's movement of drawing the sword froze slightly, and the sword energy that filled the sky also froze.

Then the locust god patted the donkey under his crotch.

The donkey flew out in a yellow light, turned into a huge locust, swallowed the immobilized Li Daoxuan in one gulp, and then secreted acid that could melt everything.

"This is the locust mother that I carefully cultivated. Only one locust is born out of every million locusts. After being cultivated by divine power, even if a human fairy enters the belly, it will die and disappear, and all of its cultivation will be turned into its nourishment .”

Locust God's voice was indifferent, and said: "A mere Yang God, I really don't know how to live or die—"

Boom!

Thunder light gushes out, and sword energy traverses the sky!
The locust mother let out a scream, and was cut into two pieces with the abdomen as the center, and the brown blood was as sticky as pulp, and it was sprinkled everywhere.

Li Daoxuan was surrounded by golden thunder, holding the evil sword in his hand, and stepped out. The blood of the locust mother was smashed to pieces by the vertical and horizontal thunder light three feet away.

His eyes were bright, as if the sun and the moon were embedded in them.

"Locust God."

"Is my sword sharp?"

... (end of this chapter)