Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 139 Borrowing the power of the magic clock, Zhang Li entered the eighth level of the great master

Zhenmasi is located on the mountainside of Qiyun Mountain, three hundred miles away from the capital of Daqin.

Back then, the Great Qin Dingguo swept away with the power of the Zhenmagic Division, and planned to build the capital near the Zhenmagic Division, but was later rejected by the then chief of the Zhenmagic Division.

According to the head of the Zhenmagic Division, there will be demonic energy dissipating in the Zhenmagic Division, and it cannot be adjacent to the capital.

Therefore, Xiancheng, the capital of the Great Qin Kingdom, was built three hundred miles north of Zhenmosi, separated from Zhenmosi by Qiyun Mountain.

Zhang Li led Jingyuan Temple's disciples all the way westward, traveling thousands of miles, and the group went straight into Daqin.

Entering the territory of Qin State, the scenery you see is gradually different from that in the southeast.

The mountains and forests lack the ups and downs of the southeast, and more are towering into the clouds and jagged rocks.

Many mountain ranges are so dense that birds cannot cross them.

Of course, this is not a problem for Zhang Li and others who are at least at the martial arts concentration level.

The mountains are thousands of feet high, and the water is thousands of feet deep, but they can't stop the martial arts masters who can ride the waves.

In order not to affect the ordinary people, Zhang Li and the others all walked in the mountains and fields, and galloped all the way.

It was not until entering the hinterland of Qin that they entered towns.

"Dear priests, there are a lot of experts who have gone to the Zhenmagic Division recently, but it is said that the Zhenmagic Division is under martial law a hundred miles away."

"King Xuan of Daqin Town personally sits in the town, and won't let those scattered Jianghu warriors mess with my Daqin rules."

The one who spoke was the courier at the post station in the state of Qin.

The postmen had received the military order long ago, and they treated the warriors who came to the Qin Kingdom with care.

The laws of the state of Qin are strict, and the common people are accustomed to restraint, but foreign warriors may not be able to abide by it.

Zhang Li nodded, Yuanhe Taoist beside him turned his head to look, all the disciples of Jing Yuan Temple guarded themselves and did not speak indiscriminately.

Those who can follow Zhang Li to this place are all elites in Jingyuan Temple, with good cultivation and knowledge, and of course they are different from ordinary Jianghu warriors.

"drive--"

In the distance, a galloping horse came.

A group of black armored cavalry raised faint yellow smoke and came roaring, holding a black banner.

"King Xuan of Daqin Town wins without bounds, come to welcome Immortal Master Jingyuanguan Thunder—"

The sound of shouting resounded, full of energy, and shook for ten miles around.

On a chariot, a majestic man wearing a blue and black battle armor, with a face similar to that of the former emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, Ying Wuya, looked solemn.

Around the chariot, at least three Grand Masters followed.

Great Qin, the most powerful of the five kingdoms in the world, is indeed tyrannical.

Now that the general situation in the world is changing, the cultivation bottlenecks of many experts at the peak of the Grand Master Realm have been loosened, and it is not as difficult to step into the Grand Master Realm as before.

But Daqin is still the country with the most martial arts masters in the world.

"Win Wujiang met Mr. Zhang—"

The chariot stopped a hundred feet away, and the horse galloped ten feet away from the post station before standing up.

The majestic aura of the four great masters turned into a pillar of golden smoke.

This column of smoke was wrapped in smoke and dust, rushing towards the station like a strong wind.

The Qi and blood of the warrior condensed, combined with the smoke and dust, and turned into a long blood-colored dragon.

Discontinued?
In other words, this is the etiquette for welcoming guests in Qin.

The Qin State is proud of war, and it is a real honored guest to welcome it with a dragon of blood.

Zhang Li sat there without moving at all.

Daoist Yuanhe moved his body and stepped out with one step. Around him, the tyrannical Qi, blood, and aura that only the great master realm had had emerged.

The cyan primordial energy of the fourth level of Qi training turned into a light curtain.

Behind him, those Jingyuanguan disciples all stood up, raised their hands, and clapped out.

"Om-"

Like light clouds shaking, outside the post station, clouds surged out.

Behind Jingyuan Temple is the power of immortality, and martial arts is just a way to protect the way.

This group of clouds was turbulent, collided with the long dragon of energy and blood, and collapsed with a bang.

A cloud of smoke and dust went straight up to the sky for hundreds of feet, dyeing the cloudy sky into a hazy yellow.

Evenly matched.

One side is the armored army of the world's most powerful country, and the other side is the elite master of the world's number one sect.

Zhang Li stood up without any momentum.

But when he walked forward slowly, all the turbulent clouds were subdued, as if being suppressed by a big hand.

Ying Wujiang, who was on the chariot, stepped down and bowed to Zhang Li: "Mr. Zhang—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Li raised his hand.

A cyan sword light flashed, and it was fixed in front of his forehead.

If this sword stabs half a point forward, it can kill the opponent directly.

The sword light was cold, and it seemed that the sword energy directly penetrated the brain, making Ying Wujiang dare not move an inch.

"You are far behind Win Wuya."

Zhang Li opened his mouth lightly, waved his hand, and the sword light dissipated.

Back then when Ying Wuya was forced to retreat by Zhang Li's sword three hundred miles away outside Luojing City, he once said that he was waiting in Qin State.

Today, Ying Wujiang led a large army to gather energy and blood to explore, just to fulfill Ying Wuya's bold words.

Unfortunately, winning without boundaries is not winning without boundaries.

His martial arts cultivation is not as good as Ying Wuya, but he has only just entered the third level of Grand Master.

He also couldn't make the soldiers of the Great Qin army really give up life and death like Ying Wuya did.

In front of Zhang Li, his fighting strength is not as good as Winning Wuya Eleven.

In fact, even if he can have the general combat power of winning Wuya, so what?

Can you stop Zhang Li?

No.

This is what my elder brother said, the real number one powerhouse in the world, the immortal powerhouse who controls Thunder.

The expression on his face changed, Ying Wujiang finally bowed his head, raised his hand and said, "Please, sir."

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Qi Yunshan, the Zhenmagic Division.

On the rolling hills, there are towering halls with bluestone corridors built against the mountains.

It's not humanly possible at all.

"There are 72 palaces and [-] miles of corridors and cliffs in my town magic division."

"The main hall of Zhenma Division is located on the mountainside of Qiyun Mountain. It is usually invisible due to the clouds and mist."

Accompanying Zhang Li on the journey was Luo Ning, the head of Zhenma Division.

Luo Ning, who was wearing a bluish-white robe, was over 180 years old, but he looked only in his forties.

His martial arts cultivation is second only to the existence of the Great Qin Emperor Ying Wuya.

Now, his fighting strength should be stronger than King Zhenxuan's Ying Wujiang.

Zhenmasi is independent from the Great Qin Dynasty Hall and the imperial court, and is not under the control of the imperial court.

Ying Wuya relied on his own combat power to defeat Zhenmusi.

Climb to the hall where the clouds and mist are intertwined, and when you look back, you can see that it looks like clouds.

"At first I heard the name Zhenmasi, I thought it was a prison in the mortal world, but I didn't expect it to be such an image of a fairy family." Zhang Li shook his head and said.

He really didn't expect Zhenmensi to be so immortal.

"Hehe, whether it is a fairy or a demon, in fact, it is out of reach for the ordinary world."

Looking at Zhang Li, Luo Ning's eyes showed emotion, with envy: "Only people like Mr. are truly detached."

Outside the main hall of the Zhenmagic Division, there are not only the Zhenmagic Division's Demonstration Envoys and guards, but also many warriors who came before.

Qing Xun, the grand master of Jingyuan Temple, Zhang Chu, the head of Zhao Guoyuan's martial arts, and others are all in the hall.

They just came back from Ming Wangzhou, and they want to hone their cultivation in this hall, and consolidate their fit with the common way.

They need to dissolve the heavenly aura of Ming Wangzhou in the main hall, otherwise they will attract the attack of the magic suppressing force from the town magic department.

There is another reason, because they will be rejected by the ordinary world because of the aura of the Ming Wangzhou Dao on their bodies, and they need to fade the power of the Dao.

This is also the reason why everyone only dares to stay in the Earth Immortal Realm for thirty days.

Previously, Zhang Li was contaminated with too much power of the Dao of Qingdanzhou, but he directly attracted the attack of the ordinary heaven.

"Meet Mr. Zhang."

"I have seen Immortal Master Thunder."

Zhang Li entered the hall, Zhang Chu and others immediately stepped forward to salute.

They want to stay here to hone the power of Ming Wangzhou Dao, and they can't meet Zhang Li.

Zhang Li's eyes shone brightly, and he looked at Zhang Chu, Qing Xun and others in front of him.

At this time, Taoist Qing Xun obviously has entered the second floor of the Grand Master in martial arts cultivation.

This kind of progress, I didn't even dare to think about it before.

There are many people who are trapped in the first stage of the great master and cannot make an inch of progress in their lives.

Zhang Chu on the side is also in the state of Qi Hua guru at this time.

The other Hu Shanhai and Taoist Qingmu have all made great progress in cultivation.

This is chance.

Things in the world have always been like this, danger and opportunity have always been accompanied.

During the trip to Ming Wangzhou, the elites of the three hundred Jingyuanguan lost a lot, and many other masters who came with them also fell.

But those who can return alive have gained many benefits.

Zhang Chu and the others not only made great progress in cultivation because of the rich aura of Ming Wangzhou, but also brought back many treasures.

Spirit stones, spiritual materials, and elixir are extremely precious in the mortal world.

"Uncle Master, these classics are the methods of Buddhist practice in Wangzhou of Ming Dynasty." Taoist Qing Xun held a stack of books and sent them to Zhang Li.

Although the Buddhist sect didn't value the reinforcements from the mortal world, they didn't refuse, and even sent some cultivation methods.

It is obvious that the Buddhist sects of the Earth Immortal Realm look down on the martial arts practice of ordinary warriors, and the purpose of giving them exercises is to make them go further.

"Mingwang Prefecture is only 8000 li in radius now, with [-] million people and less than [-] Buddhist sects."

Qing Xun lowered his voice, and quietly told the true and false facts about the power in Ming Wangzhou.

The land of eight thousand miles could have raised hundreds of millions of people, but now there are only 8000 million.

There are less than one hundred Buddhist sects stationed there.

Among them, the strongest are more than a dozen Buddhist guardians who have the Nascent Soul Realm, supporting the entire Ming Wangzhou.

There is a Jinming Temple in the place connected by Zhenmosi. In the temple, two Earth Immortals of the Golden Core Stage are stationed, more than a dozen of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and many Buddhist cultivators of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Jinming Temple guards a radius of 30 li, known as Jinming County, and has [-] people under its rule.

"Recently, it may be that I have noticed that warriors from the mortal world have entered the immortal world, and those demon cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demon State have been attacking Jinming County continuously."

"Win Wuya is to choose to garrison Jinming County after fighting Mo Xiu, and never return to the mortal world."

According to what Ying Wuya said, the demon cultivators in Wanmo State are tyrannical, and an army of demon cultivators can sweep Jinming County.

Once Jinming County is lost, the passage to the mortal world will be unimpeded.

For Ying Wuya, outside the Zhenma Division is the world of Great Qin.

As the Great Qin Emperor, of course he has to protect his people all over the world.

What's more, for a strong man like him, fighting against a strong man is what he wants.

Going back to the mundane world is meaningless.

Zhang Li stayed in the main hall of Zhenmasi for three days.

He looked through the classics of Buddhist exercises given by Taoist Qing Xun, and confirmed the similarities and differences with body training exercises and martial arts practice.

Then I checked the various collections of Zhenmagus, and after learning about the inheritance of Zhenmagus, I led Yuan and Taoist, a total of 560 people, into the basement of Zhenmagus.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang."

"Congratulations to all comrades who return with victory."

In the hall, everyone bowed to see each other off.

It is not known how many people returned after leaving.

Going here is to protect the mortal world.

"Get ready to start the big formation." Ying Wujiang looked around and said in a deep voice.

If he wanted to enter Ming Wangzhou without damage, he needed to activate a large formation to resist the drain of energy and blood from the town magician.

This large formation has great losses.

The last time Ying Wujiang opened it, it consumed a lot of his blood.

"King Zhenxuan, let the old man come this time." Luo Ning, the head of Zhenmagic Department, stepped forward and said softly.

"Mr. Zhang said that we will activate the big formation after we sense the change under Zhenmensi."

There was a gleam of light in Luo Ning's eyes, and he lowered his voice: "I also want to know if this Mr. Zhang can resist Zhenmusi's blood draining force."

At the beginning, Emperor Daqin Ying Wuya went straight to Ming Wangzhou, and was forced to rush through the three underground floors with all his blood.

Mr. Zhang is said to be more advanced than His Majesty, so he should be able to handle it, right?

Waiting in the main hall, on the lower floor of the main hall, everyone's body has been shrouded in a layer of light red qi and blood.

This is the collision of the power that consumes the blood and the true energy of one's own blood, forming a light curtain similar to stellar energy.

Among all the people, only Zhang Li was as usual.

The force that drained his energy and blood collided with his body, unable to move his energy and blood in the slightest.

These sights seemed to annoy the forces in the Zhenmagic Division, and winds swept towards Zhang Li's body.

Those forces that had consumed other people turned their heads and pressed down on Zhang Li.

"Uncle Master!" Taoist Yuanhe let out a low voice, his blood gathering.

He is also a grand master.

"It's okay."

Zhang Li's voice sounded, with a touch of ease.

Walking in front, Zhang Li resisted all the energy and blood draining power in the Zhenmagic Division, so that those martial arts practitioners in the rear could not feel the slightest oppression.

Go forward for a while, and you will reach the second floor.

The power of qi and blood consumption suddenly increased several times.

But Zhang Li was still standing in front, with a faint golden halo emitting from his body, blocking all the exhausting power.

Taoist Yuanhe was behind, and the other disciples of Jingyuan Temple, as well as the warriors who followed, all looked dignified and followed quickly.

Before reaching the third step, Taoist Yuanhe spoke again.

"Uncle, these three floors—"

Zhang Li shook his head, still looking calm, and said lightly: "It's okay."

He stepped in, and the golden light around him seemed to explode.

The entire third-floor space of Zhenmagic Division was shaken, and the gray aura in the dark space wrapped around Zhang Li's body.

Zhang Li raised his hanging palm and slapped it out.

In front of him, a pale golden avenue appeared.

"You go to Mingwang Prefecture first."

"I'll be there later."

Standing in front of the golden road, Zhang Li spoke softly.

With the power of martial arts, there is no blame at the seventh level!
Arouse the blood of the whole body and break the law.

Standing on the third floor of Zhenmagic Division, Zhang Li watched everyone step into Mingwang State before slowly turning his head.

Outsiders can't see through the space of Zhenmagus, but Zhang Li can.

Because there is a trace of Qingdanzhou's avenue power in his soul power.

This trace of Dao power surpasses the Nascent Soul level.

Zhenmagic Division, sits in charge of a magic treasure, and a demon master in the Nascent Soul Realm.

With the help of the magic treasure, this Daxiu can live almost forever.

This kind of immortality is similar to the Immortal Sealing Talisman.

At this time, in front of Zhang Li, there was a big blue and black clock that was ten feet tall.

"This is the magic weapon to suppress the magician."

"The Swinging Clock."

Raise your hand and press it on the mottled clock face.

The moment the palm was pressed down, an endless oppressive force came crashing down.

This is the anger of a magic treasure.

Anger at blasphemy.

A mortal, what qualifications does he have to dare to touch the high and high magic treasure!
Endless oppressive power rushed towards Zhang Li's body, poured into his body, rushed into his meridian, dantian.

The shock of this force seemed to smash Zhang Li's body into pieces.

This is a punishment for mortals!

Feeling the power coming from the impact, a faint smile appeared on Zhang Li's face.

That's the power!

Leverage the power of the magic treasure to hone yourself.

When he was in the Demon Suppressing Tower, Xiao Qing'er said that his martial arts cultivation had reached a bottleneck.

Need to borrow external force to break through.

Xiao Qing'er said she could help, but Zhang Li didn't agree.

Zhang Li couldn't believe what Xiao Qing'er said, "Twist your fingers to soften the steel" and "Break through with just one touch."

Cultivation, is that a profitable thing?
He has long been prepared to come to the Zhenmagic Division and use the power of the magic treasure to break through.

Ying Wuya's personal letter has clearly explained the power of Zhenmensi.

On Zhang Li's body, Qi and blood suddenly surged, turning into a light golden cocoon.

"Om-"

His whole body glowed with golden light.

"The grand master of martial arts has no fault at the seventh level, and at the eighth level, he will not fall."

Covered by a thin golden halo, Zhang Li whispered softly.

Martial arts do not fall, and are in harmony with the power of the mind. The physical body practice has changed from the original pursuit of the greatest power to the control of subtle power.

With the power of martial arts and the power of heaven and earth to carry it, the fallen leaves can hang still without falling.

Practice in the world is connected to the peak.

The ultimate in martial arts is not to completely pursue the tyranny of physical strength, but to achieve both internal and external.

Feeling the power of the suspension and light rotation three inches below his feet, Zhang Li smiled on his face.

Your choice is right.

The great martial arts master Yae, there is no point of strength outside his body, except for the innocence of all dharmas, there is no power that will not fall.

As long as you cultivate this control of power to the extreme, you will be able to step into the pinnacle of the great master of martial arts.

At that time, it was time to condense the martial arts golden body.

Ten thousand dharmas do not exist, ten thousand forces do not hurt, it is a golden body.

I really look forward to what kind of realm it will be.

In front of Zhang Li, streaks of golden light emerged from the magic clock.

A faint phantom appeared.

"The body of the primordial demon?"

"Innate Dao Body?"

"neither……"

Xuying whispered in his mouth, raised his hand, and pressed down on Zhang Li's head.

With a palm falling, Zhang Li's figure was directly imprisoned, unable to move an inch.

This is a force that is extremely tyrannical and crushes everything from the body to the soul.

"boom--"

A golden ten-foot bronze bell appeared in Zhang Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

The moment the bronze bell appeared, the golden Immortal Sealing Talisman fell down without hesitation.

On the other side, the spheres formed by the spiritual weapon Yunze Bagua Mirror and the Soul-devouring Python hesitated for a moment, then also rushed down.

"when--"

The Immortal Sealing Talisman fell, knocking the bronze bell over with one blow.

"how is this possible--"

A cry of horror came from the copper bell.

A blue-gray figure was transformed into a ball by the Soul-devouring python and sucked out the bronze bell in one gulp.

The gossip mirror of Yunze turned into a series of blue and gray ropes, locking the figure.

"The Venerable Demon Huan?"

Zhang Li's voice sounded, and there was curiosity in his voice.

"How did a Dao Nascent Soul Grand Master fall into such a state where there is only a remnant soul left?"

"Hey, you are not Lord Mohuan, but you are the spirit of the magic clock."

(End of this chapter)