Gou is passive in high martial arts
Chapter 141 Quasi-Saint Miaozi
Chapter 141 The Quasi-Saint Miaozi (Two in One)
Yang Country, Ruian State, Imperial City.
Inside the study.
"boom!"
A heavy and delicate inkstone was grabbed by the person behind the table, threw it out, and hit the head of the eunuch who was waiting nearby.
The inkstone smashed through the eunuch's head firmly, creating a horrible bloody hole.
The eunuch let out a muffled snort, and responded directly to the end, losing his breath.
Blood flowed over the edge of the shattered inkstone.
The people kneeling below didn't dare to vent their anger, they didn't even dare to glance at the hapless eunuch, they all knelt on the ground tremblingly.
Standing at the head of the study is naturally the current emperor of Yang Kingdom——Wen Xian.
Although the name is Xianfeng Daogu, Wen Xian looks completely different from his name, without any fairy spirit, but a huge and bloated fat man.
He was wearing a custom-made bright yellow imperial robe, his figure behind the desk was like a mountain, layers of fat pressed the imperial robe into countless folds.
What's frightening is that with the increase of age, his skin is obviously old and shriveled, and there are many age spots, wrapping those young and elastic flesh, like a deformed water bag, or shriveled blisters, making him feel sick. People feel weird discomfort.
There is only a pair of dark eyes, shining light all the time, staring at everyone like vultures spreading their wings, making people fearful.
As an old man who was nearly seventy years old, although he seemed to be aging, his physical condition was much better than that of ordinary people.
This is due to the nourishment of countless treasures of heaven and earth, elixir, and the support of spiritual energy, as well as the warming and nurturing of the royal practitioners.
Although Wen Xian's aptitude is extremely ordinary, it has reached the innate realm.
If it goes well, and with the support of the "National Fortune", Wenxian can live to at least two or three hundred years old.
Although this lifespan is insignificant compared to practitioners, it is long enough for ordinary people.
For 300 years, for a mortal country without the intervention of practitioners, it is the fall of a dynasty and the change of dozens of emperors.
But Wenxian can enjoy 300 years alone on this supreme throne of power.
If...he had never heard the news today.
"Who let him into Ryan State!"
Wen Xian's dark and prey eyes shot out an angry light, like a snake spitting out a letter, he yelled with an ugly face: "Who is it, allowed him to enter the Taimiao! Why didn't anyone stop him! Ah?!"
"The army stationed at the Chengguan on the border of Ruian Prefecture, the three thousand iron armor inside and outside the Taimiao, could it be that they are just decorations?! They couldn't stop a Wenqi who came alone!"
The people underground were silent for a while, and only one person raised his head and said, "Your Majesty calm down, your body is important..."
"boom!"
This time it was a piece of paperweight, which was not much heavier than the inkstone.
The man was smashed to the point of bleeding and passed out directly.
Wen Xian scolded angrily: "I came here to ask you to care about my body?! Answer my question! Don't gossip about him!"
The one who was hit was a military general, his cultivation was at the level of opening up the sea.
It stands to reason that with Wen Xian's hand strength, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to break his skin.
But at the moment when he was hit, he passed out straight away, with blood flowing all over the ground...
The others were taken aback for a moment, and then secretly scolded the chicken thief, why didn't I think of pretending to be dead?
Seeing that no one else answered, Wen Xian took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and said: "If no one can answer, I will treat you as useless people and drag them all out to be executed!"
Now, finally a civil servant spoke tremblingly.
"Your Majesty... the garrison troops in Ruian Prefecture, the three thousand iron armor inside and outside the Taimiao, are all..."
He swallowed, and said in a low voice, "They are all soldiers brought out by King Jingnan."
"..."
Wen Xian was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Can you say it again?"
"They are all soldiers brought out by King Jingnan."
Wen Xian slammed the table and said sharply, "Kill him!"
"laugh!"
Almost silently, a bloodstain appeared on the civil servant's neck, and then slowly expanded.
When his pupils constricted and he wanted to cover his throat subconsciously, the raised hands only connected to his own head.
He just knelt down, holding his head in both hands, and died on the spot.
Blood splattered and poured on other people around, but still no one dared to speak.
Wen Xian patted the table frantically, and kept emphasizing: "My soldiers! That's my soldiers! My! My! My!!!"
"Bold! Outrageous!"
Wenxian's obese body paced back and forth behind the desk: "I have already taken back Wenqi's military power, and the tiger amulet is here with me, how dare they let him in?! Rebellion! Really going to rebel!"
His voice was one of extreme anger.
But amidst the anger, there was an uncontrollable trembling.
"Your Majesty, they are indeed going to rebel."
The head of the civil official below who was holding it in his hand suddenly spoke: "Prince Jingnan came out from the Taimiao... As soon as he came out, he faced his former soldiers—he only said two words."
Wen Xian stared at the head and said, "Which two words?"
The head said: "He said, line up."
"Three thousand iron armors immediately lined up neatly and orderly, and followed the Jingnan Dynasty to Zangfeng Prefecture."
"All the way to the border city gate of Rui'an Prefecture, thousands of retired and unemployed people were engulfed. Seeing this situation, the garrison army opened the city gate and let them go."
"There are those who are obstructing, ask King Jingnan why he is going here? King Jingnan replied, for the sake of the eternal safety of the mountains and rivers, and the eternal security of the Jin Ou, he retreated on his own without any further obstruction."
He sighed: "Your Majesty, this is prestige."
Wen Xian's face was gloomy and completely distorted: "Huangfu Sizheng, are you just here to see my jokes?"
It was Shen Nong Si Zheng and Huang Fu Yan who opened the mouth through the head of the civil servant.
Huangfu said sternly: "Of course I don't dare."
"But you've seen it. This is the truth. Your younger brother, King Jingnan, who once shocked the world with his illustrious military exploits, has decided to rebel."
"Furthermore, more than ten thousand soldiers have been successfully gathered... and the saint's acquiescence."
Wen Xian said silently: "Wang Shu's mother-in-law really acquiesced?"
Huangfu sighed severely: "The sage took action, Zangfeng Prefecture has already sealed off the aura, and it can only enter and not exit."
Wen Xian's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What is there in Zangfeng Prefecture?! After so many years of willingly giving in, he suddenly regretted it?"
Huangfu Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"But this thing must be very important, important enough to compete with the fate of the country, so that Wenqiu has such courage."
Wen Xian stared at the head firmly: "I know...I know what it is."
"The elixir of longevity! Only the elixir of longevity can drive Wen Qi crazy!"
"Huangfu Yan, can you contact Shennongsi in Zangfeng Prefecture?"
Huangfu Yan shook his head: "No, but before closing the prefecture, because of the sudden sudden death of Wang Yangbo who was in charge of Zangfeng Prefecture's affairs, I have already activated two puppets in Zangfeng Prefecture, and there is still a weak connection."
"As long as any one of the puppets is killed, I can immediately replace the consciousness in it."
This Sizheng of the Shennong Division is good at Yanshu.
Also known as puppetry.
……
Outside Tibet Fengzhou.
Wen Chuan stood at the edge of the barrier, with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at a golden boundary in front of him.
Behind him, banners fluttered and sang in the wind.
The army composed of more than [-] people has spontaneously organized into the familiar ranks with strict discipline.
Although they didn't have time to change into neat armor, their clothes were uneven, and the banners they raised were also different.
But at this moment, their expressions are surprisingly similar, they are all a kind of fanaticism that is close to faith, and no one has extra movements.
These are all soldiers who spontaneously followed Wen Tong, and also belonged to the old department under Wen Tong's command, and most of them are the elites.
Like Li Hongling, Wen Chuan is also good at momentum.
Moreover, unlike Li Hongling who became a monk halfway from a martial sage disciple, Wen Chuan visited various famous formation masters when he was young, and summed up his own formation on the battlefield.
He is a real potential practitioner.
The morning light in the sky gradually brightened.
Wen Chuan, who had been marching all night, suddenly turned around and shouted, "Array!"
"Yes!"
Thousands of people responded in unison, and the sound of the voice stopped the clouds.
The soldiers lined up in a formation in an instant, and in an instant, the momentum soared into the sky, as if even the ground shook.
But the formation did not take shape, because Wen Chuan, as the eye of the formation, did not activate the formation.
Wen Chuan didn't want to let the formation take shape, it was just to boost morale.
After entering Zangfeng Prefecture, the formation is also useless.
But the human heart is useful.
In this cage without aura, the mortal body is the real power.
It's just that other people are just a steel plate at best.
And Wenqiu wants to turn his army into an unbreakable city!
He is going to take this city and crush everything that dares to stand in his way!
This is the opportunity Wang Shu gave him, and naturally it is also an exam, and he will hand in the most perfect answer sheet.
Wen Chuan took a deep breath and shouted, "Let's go!"
He took a step forward and entered the barrier of Zangfeng Prefecture.
……
Chen Kuang did not act out of sympathy.
It's just that this young man's identity is very unusual - a young man who used to be the object of a Martial Saint under the guise of a physical body cannot be chosen randomly.
But what is very strange is that after making such a great sacrifice for the Martial Saint, the boy didn't seem to get any benefit.
If the young man died, that would be fine.
After all, how can the dead ask for benefits?
But now, although the young man survived, his life was very miserable.
From the very beginning when he was possessed by the gods, he wore that green turban, which showed that the son of tricksters was his original identity.
As a lowly citizen, it is indeed normal to be treated casually in the brothel.
But after going through that battle, it wasn't long after he became the container of the Martial Saint that he returned to his original situation, which is a bit unbelievable.
This shows that Wushengge didn't treat him as a person at all, but just as a tool that was used and thrown away.
Under such circumstances, Chen Kuang didn't think that the young man would not be able to see the true face of the Wusheng Pavilion clearly, and even "voluntarily" became the container like before.
At this moment, it is right to hold resentment.
And as we all know, the enemy of my enemy... is my friend.
The young man glanced at Chen Kuang's outstretched hand, shook his head, and stood up by himself.
"I just wiped the table with a rag, my hands are too dirty."
He explained in embarrassment, and then said sadly: "The one in front of you... the one who broke the mountain with one punch... is not me, but the martial saint who is the best in the world."
Chen Kuang did not withdraw his hand, but smiled and said:
"So, let's get to know each other again, and tell me what's your name?"
——The folks in Cangyuan also have the etiquette of shaking hands, which was introduced from the Western Regions outside Huawai, but it is generally rarely used among practitioners.
The boy hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hand on the clothes vigorously, and then shook Chen Kuang's hand.
"Mo Xu, my name is Mo Xu, Xu from the rising sun."
He only dared to hold it once, and immediately let go of it.
Then he said in a deep voice: "Thank you for helping me. If there is a chance, I will try my best to repay you...Although you have seen it, I am just an ordinary person now."
Chen Kuang saw it.
In other words, he already knew it since the first battle with Wu Sheng.
All the meridians in Mo Xu's body have been completely abolished.
It is basically impossible to practice anymore.
The pressure of Wu Sheng's arrival completely exceeded the limit that this body could bear, and it "exploded" him.
Whether it is meridians, dantian, or acupoints, they have all become a mess of paste.
Theoretically, he should be directly paralyzed on the bed now, and he should be a complete useless person.
But for some reason, he survived, and he lived as well as a normal person.
This has been very lucky.
But there is always a shadow in Mo Xu's heart.
His story is very simple. He is a son of tricksters, but he is not reconciled to his own fate. After saving money and buying a book of the most basic and simple exercises, he finds that his progress is rapid, and he thinks he has seen hope.
Later, I heard that on the cliff of Mount Tai there was a "Preaching Monument" erected by a martial sage, on which there was a wisp of "Dao Yun" of the martial sage, and it was open to everyone in the world, no matter who it was, as long as they climbed to the top of the mountain, they could See the charm on the stele.
If you can comprehend the "Dao Yun" in it, then it is the personal transmission of the Martial Saint!
Mo Xu was fascinated, thinking that this was an opportunity to change his destiny, so he sneaked out of the Golden Phoenix Tower...
In a sense, he did succeed.
When Mo Xu knew that he would be summoned by the Master of the Wusheng Pavilion, he was so excited that he almost thought he was going to fly!
But then...it was a nightmare.
After that battle, the people from Wusheng Pavilion checked his body and decided his fate.
Not only did he not get the change he wanted, but he also lost his only hope - cultivation and talent.
Wusheng Pavilion abandoned him like a shoe, and let him return to Jinfeng Tower to fend for himself.
Mo Xu sighed: "To be honest, you helped the wrong person."
Chen Kuang's eyes flashed, but he said:
"Probably not."
When he looked directly at Mo Xu, "Looking Through the Fire" was passively and suddenly triggered.
In that blurred, chaotic, broken meridian and dantian, there seemed to be many mysterious faint lights flickering in it.
Chen Kuang felt something familiar, but because it was too broken, he couldn't think of what it was.
Until now, Chen Kuang finally saw it.
This is nothing else but... Wu Sheng's "Domain"!
The Martial Saint descended on Mo Xu, destroying everything about him, but without knowing it, he left behind the most terrifying thing.
Muzhao's "Tao Domain", the "Tao" named "Ba"!
At this moment, in Mo Xu's body, among those broken meridians, light shone.
If you get the Tao, you can go to the third rank.
If this "Dao Domain" can be restored, then Mo Xu can go straight to Xuanxuan!
In other words...
Chen Kuang picked up a seedling of a quasi-sage!
(End of this chapter)
Yang Country, Ruian State, Imperial City.
Inside the study.
"boom!"
A heavy and delicate inkstone was grabbed by the person behind the table, threw it out, and hit the head of the eunuch who was waiting nearby.
The inkstone smashed through the eunuch's head firmly, creating a horrible bloody hole.
The eunuch let out a muffled snort, and responded directly to the end, losing his breath.
Blood flowed over the edge of the shattered inkstone.
The people kneeling below didn't dare to vent their anger, they didn't even dare to glance at the hapless eunuch, they all knelt on the ground tremblingly.
Standing at the head of the study is naturally the current emperor of Yang Kingdom——Wen Xian.
Although the name is Xianfeng Daogu, Wen Xian looks completely different from his name, without any fairy spirit, but a huge and bloated fat man.
He was wearing a custom-made bright yellow imperial robe, his figure behind the desk was like a mountain, layers of fat pressed the imperial robe into countless folds.
What's frightening is that with the increase of age, his skin is obviously old and shriveled, and there are many age spots, wrapping those young and elastic flesh, like a deformed water bag, or shriveled blisters, making him feel sick. People feel weird discomfort.
There is only a pair of dark eyes, shining light all the time, staring at everyone like vultures spreading their wings, making people fearful.
As an old man who was nearly seventy years old, although he seemed to be aging, his physical condition was much better than that of ordinary people.
This is due to the nourishment of countless treasures of heaven and earth, elixir, and the support of spiritual energy, as well as the warming and nurturing of the royal practitioners.
Although Wen Xian's aptitude is extremely ordinary, it has reached the innate realm.
If it goes well, and with the support of the "National Fortune", Wenxian can live to at least two or three hundred years old.
Although this lifespan is insignificant compared to practitioners, it is long enough for ordinary people.
For 300 years, for a mortal country without the intervention of practitioners, it is the fall of a dynasty and the change of dozens of emperors.
But Wenxian can enjoy 300 years alone on this supreme throne of power.
If...he had never heard the news today.
"Who let him into Ryan State!"
Wen Xian's dark and prey eyes shot out an angry light, like a snake spitting out a letter, he yelled with an ugly face: "Who is it, allowed him to enter the Taimiao! Why didn't anyone stop him! Ah?!"
"The army stationed at the Chengguan on the border of Ruian Prefecture, the three thousand iron armor inside and outside the Taimiao, could it be that they are just decorations?! They couldn't stop a Wenqi who came alone!"
The people underground were silent for a while, and only one person raised his head and said, "Your Majesty calm down, your body is important..."
"boom!"
This time it was a piece of paperweight, which was not much heavier than the inkstone.
The man was smashed to the point of bleeding and passed out directly.
Wen Xian scolded angrily: "I came here to ask you to care about my body?! Answer my question! Don't gossip about him!"
The one who was hit was a military general, his cultivation was at the level of opening up the sea.
It stands to reason that with Wen Xian's hand strength, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to break his skin.
But at the moment when he was hit, he passed out straight away, with blood flowing all over the ground...
The others were taken aback for a moment, and then secretly scolded the chicken thief, why didn't I think of pretending to be dead?
Seeing that no one else answered, Wen Xian took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and said: "If no one can answer, I will treat you as useless people and drag them all out to be executed!"
Now, finally a civil servant spoke tremblingly.
"Your Majesty... the garrison troops in Ruian Prefecture, the three thousand iron armor inside and outside the Taimiao, are all..."
He swallowed, and said in a low voice, "They are all soldiers brought out by King Jingnan."
"..."
Wen Xian was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Can you say it again?"
"They are all soldiers brought out by King Jingnan."
Wen Xian slammed the table and said sharply, "Kill him!"
"laugh!"
Almost silently, a bloodstain appeared on the civil servant's neck, and then slowly expanded.
When his pupils constricted and he wanted to cover his throat subconsciously, the raised hands only connected to his own head.
He just knelt down, holding his head in both hands, and died on the spot.
Blood splattered and poured on other people around, but still no one dared to speak.
Wen Xian patted the table frantically, and kept emphasizing: "My soldiers! That's my soldiers! My! My! My!!!"
"Bold! Outrageous!"
Wenxian's obese body paced back and forth behind the desk: "I have already taken back Wenqi's military power, and the tiger amulet is here with me, how dare they let him in?! Rebellion! Really going to rebel!"
His voice was one of extreme anger.
But amidst the anger, there was an uncontrollable trembling.
"Your Majesty, they are indeed going to rebel."
The head of the civil official below who was holding it in his hand suddenly spoke: "Prince Jingnan came out from the Taimiao... As soon as he came out, he faced his former soldiers—he only said two words."
Wen Xian stared at the head and said, "Which two words?"
The head said: "He said, line up."
"Three thousand iron armors immediately lined up neatly and orderly, and followed the Jingnan Dynasty to Zangfeng Prefecture."
"All the way to the border city gate of Rui'an Prefecture, thousands of retired and unemployed people were engulfed. Seeing this situation, the garrison army opened the city gate and let them go."
"There are those who are obstructing, ask King Jingnan why he is going here? King Jingnan replied, for the sake of the eternal safety of the mountains and rivers, and the eternal security of the Jin Ou, he retreated on his own without any further obstruction."
He sighed: "Your Majesty, this is prestige."
Wen Xian's face was gloomy and completely distorted: "Huangfu Sizheng, are you just here to see my jokes?"
It was Shen Nong Si Zheng and Huang Fu Yan who opened the mouth through the head of the civil servant.
Huangfu said sternly: "Of course I don't dare."
"But you've seen it. This is the truth. Your younger brother, King Jingnan, who once shocked the world with his illustrious military exploits, has decided to rebel."
"Furthermore, more than ten thousand soldiers have been successfully gathered... and the saint's acquiescence."
Wen Xian said silently: "Wang Shu's mother-in-law really acquiesced?"
Huangfu sighed severely: "The sage took action, Zangfeng Prefecture has already sealed off the aura, and it can only enter and not exit."
Wen Xian's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What is there in Zangfeng Prefecture?! After so many years of willingly giving in, he suddenly regretted it?"
Huangfu Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"But this thing must be very important, important enough to compete with the fate of the country, so that Wenqiu has such courage."
Wen Xian stared at the head firmly: "I know...I know what it is."
"The elixir of longevity! Only the elixir of longevity can drive Wen Qi crazy!"
"Huangfu Yan, can you contact Shennongsi in Zangfeng Prefecture?"
Huangfu Yan shook his head: "No, but before closing the prefecture, because of the sudden sudden death of Wang Yangbo who was in charge of Zangfeng Prefecture's affairs, I have already activated two puppets in Zangfeng Prefecture, and there is still a weak connection."
"As long as any one of the puppets is killed, I can immediately replace the consciousness in it."
This Sizheng of the Shennong Division is good at Yanshu.
Also known as puppetry.
……
Outside Tibet Fengzhou.
Wen Chuan stood at the edge of the barrier, with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at a golden boundary in front of him.
Behind him, banners fluttered and sang in the wind.
The army composed of more than [-] people has spontaneously organized into the familiar ranks with strict discipline.
Although they didn't have time to change into neat armor, their clothes were uneven, and the banners they raised were also different.
But at this moment, their expressions are surprisingly similar, they are all a kind of fanaticism that is close to faith, and no one has extra movements.
These are all soldiers who spontaneously followed Wen Tong, and also belonged to the old department under Wen Tong's command, and most of them are the elites.
Like Li Hongling, Wen Chuan is also good at momentum.
Moreover, unlike Li Hongling who became a monk halfway from a martial sage disciple, Wen Chuan visited various famous formation masters when he was young, and summed up his own formation on the battlefield.
He is a real potential practitioner.
The morning light in the sky gradually brightened.
Wen Chuan, who had been marching all night, suddenly turned around and shouted, "Array!"
"Yes!"
Thousands of people responded in unison, and the sound of the voice stopped the clouds.
The soldiers lined up in a formation in an instant, and in an instant, the momentum soared into the sky, as if even the ground shook.
But the formation did not take shape, because Wen Chuan, as the eye of the formation, did not activate the formation.
Wen Chuan didn't want to let the formation take shape, it was just to boost morale.
After entering Zangfeng Prefecture, the formation is also useless.
But the human heart is useful.
In this cage without aura, the mortal body is the real power.
It's just that other people are just a steel plate at best.
And Wenqiu wants to turn his army into an unbreakable city!
He is going to take this city and crush everything that dares to stand in his way!
This is the opportunity Wang Shu gave him, and naturally it is also an exam, and he will hand in the most perfect answer sheet.
Wen Chuan took a deep breath and shouted, "Let's go!"
He took a step forward and entered the barrier of Zangfeng Prefecture.
……
Chen Kuang did not act out of sympathy.
It's just that this young man's identity is very unusual - a young man who used to be the object of a Martial Saint under the guise of a physical body cannot be chosen randomly.
But what is very strange is that after making such a great sacrifice for the Martial Saint, the boy didn't seem to get any benefit.
If the young man died, that would be fine.
After all, how can the dead ask for benefits?
But now, although the young man survived, his life was very miserable.
From the very beginning when he was possessed by the gods, he wore that green turban, which showed that the son of tricksters was his original identity.
As a lowly citizen, it is indeed normal to be treated casually in the brothel.
But after going through that battle, it wasn't long after he became the container of the Martial Saint that he returned to his original situation, which is a bit unbelievable.
This shows that Wushengge didn't treat him as a person at all, but just as a tool that was used and thrown away.
Under such circumstances, Chen Kuang didn't think that the young man would not be able to see the true face of the Wusheng Pavilion clearly, and even "voluntarily" became the container like before.
At this moment, it is right to hold resentment.
And as we all know, the enemy of my enemy... is my friend.
The young man glanced at Chen Kuang's outstretched hand, shook his head, and stood up by himself.
"I just wiped the table with a rag, my hands are too dirty."
He explained in embarrassment, and then said sadly: "The one in front of you... the one who broke the mountain with one punch... is not me, but the martial saint who is the best in the world."
Chen Kuang did not withdraw his hand, but smiled and said:
"So, let's get to know each other again, and tell me what's your name?"
——The folks in Cangyuan also have the etiquette of shaking hands, which was introduced from the Western Regions outside Huawai, but it is generally rarely used among practitioners.
The boy hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hand on the clothes vigorously, and then shook Chen Kuang's hand.
"Mo Xu, my name is Mo Xu, Xu from the rising sun."
He only dared to hold it once, and immediately let go of it.
Then he said in a deep voice: "Thank you for helping me. If there is a chance, I will try my best to repay you...Although you have seen it, I am just an ordinary person now."
Chen Kuang saw it.
In other words, he already knew it since the first battle with Wu Sheng.
All the meridians in Mo Xu's body have been completely abolished.
It is basically impossible to practice anymore.
The pressure of Wu Sheng's arrival completely exceeded the limit that this body could bear, and it "exploded" him.
Whether it is meridians, dantian, or acupoints, they have all become a mess of paste.
Theoretically, he should be directly paralyzed on the bed now, and he should be a complete useless person.
But for some reason, he survived, and he lived as well as a normal person.
This has been very lucky.
But there is always a shadow in Mo Xu's heart.
His story is very simple. He is a son of tricksters, but he is not reconciled to his own fate. After saving money and buying a book of the most basic and simple exercises, he finds that his progress is rapid, and he thinks he has seen hope.
Later, I heard that on the cliff of Mount Tai there was a "Preaching Monument" erected by a martial sage, on which there was a wisp of "Dao Yun" of the martial sage, and it was open to everyone in the world, no matter who it was, as long as they climbed to the top of the mountain, they could See the charm on the stele.
If you can comprehend the "Dao Yun" in it, then it is the personal transmission of the Martial Saint!
Mo Xu was fascinated, thinking that this was an opportunity to change his destiny, so he sneaked out of the Golden Phoenix Tower...
In a sense, he did succeed.
When Mo Xu knew that he would be summoned by the Master of the Wusheng Pavilion, he was so excited that he almost thought he was going to fly!
But then...it was a nightmare.
After that battle, the people from Wusheng Pavilion checked his body and decided his fate.
Not only did he not get the change he wanted, but he also lost his only hope - cultivation and talent.
Wusheng Pavilion abandoned him like a shoe, and let him return to Jinfeng Tower to fend for himself.
Mo Xu sighed: "To be honest, you helped the wrong person."
Chen Kuang's eyes flashed, but he said:
"Probably not."
When he looked directly at Mo Xu, "Looking Through the Fire" was passively and suddenly triggered.
In that blurred, chaotic, broken meridian and dantian, there seemed to be many mysterious faint lights flickering in it.
Chen Kuang felt something familiar, but because it was too broken, he couldn't think of what it was.
Until now, Chen Kuang finally saw it.
This is nothing else but... Wu Sheng's "Domain"!
The Martial Saint descended on Mo Xu, destroying everything about him, but without knowing it, he left behind the most terrifying thing.
Muzhao's "Tao Domain", the "Tao" named "Ba"!
At this moment, in Mo Xu's body, among those broken meridians, light shone.
If you get the Tao, you can go to the third rank.
If this "Dao Domain" can be restored, then Mo Xu can go straight to Xuanxuan!
In other words...
Chen Kuang picked up a seedling of a quasi-sage!
(End of this chapter)
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