Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 564: Cherish the talent and grant the Tao (two chapters in one chapter)
"The Immortal Mansion of the Qin and Han Dynasties, the home of the prime ministers of the Liang and Tang Dynasties."

"One day in the cave, a hundred years have passed in this world. I thought that all my old friends were gone, but I never thought that I would be able to see my fellow Taoist again in Maoshan in my lifetime."

At this time, an old Taoist priest said to himself that he had seen all of Maoshan and came across the void.

He is tall and tall, wearing a purple gold crown and Bagua robe. Such an outfit is rare in this era. He obviously lives in the mountains all year round.

The pinnacle of the first level of Sendai.

To be honest, this is already one of the top masters in the East, a living stone figure.

"God, could it be... Daoist Xiri, he is still alive, didn't he sit and die more than a hundred years ago, and he is probably [-] years old now!"

"This is a Taishan Beidou-level figure. He is a famous supernatural power user. He only lives in various classics. I didn't expect that he would appear today!"

The elders were shocked, but their disciples were completely stunned. They were too stunned to say a word. They all stood around Meng Fan in a posture of saluting.

Almost at the same time, the big bell roared, and the gate on the main peak of Maoshan opened itself to welcome distinguished guests.

In fact, Meng Fan had some impressions of this person. Although he was about a hundred years older than himself, he was indeed of the same generation and had met him several times.

The appearance of such figures once again pushed the conference to a climax, completely confirming Meng Fan's identity, and the crowd reached a climax.

"The Master of Quanzhen Dao has arrived!"

Not long after, someone exclaimed.

The sound of drums sounded again. Today, Quanzhen Taoism occupies half of the country, and the north is the most respected. The Taoist master of this sect naturally has a very high status, and few people can match it.

"The Maoshan Dharma Conference has not been held for hundreds of years. This time it is really extraordinary. So many important figures such as Kunlun Cult Master, Qiri Taoist, and Quanzhen Master are here in person."

"Nonsense. The senior who returned from outside the territory has returned. I'm afraid even the Pope of the Vatican will come here in person to apologize..."

As he spoke, the end of the sky was dyed red by fire clouds, and the phoenix roared in the sky. The clan leader of the Zhuhuang lineage came, bringing with him the proud daughter of the clan, causing another sensation.

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Maoshan.

The haze is rising, the clouds are lingering, the mountains are not high but elegant, and the water is not deep but beautiful.

This Dharma meeting had a great impact, and a large number of monks came one after another, and there were people living in all the Taoist palaces and other courtyards, and it was almost impossible to accommodate them.

There are more than [-] Taoist buildings of various sizes, such as palaces, temples, halls, and temples, among the peaks and valleys in front of Maoshan Mountain, which can be called a scenic spot, but it is overcrowded today.

The tranquility was broken, and there was a lot of noise. There were too many monks coming in and out, from monks in the wheel sea to people at the top of Hualong, there were countless people from all sects.

After arranging Xu Qiong and Ye's father and mother, Meng Fan seemed to be detached from the world, unable to hear these noises. He stood on a low mountain and watched people and things that had nothing to do with him, without seeing any outsiders.

The mist was as light as gauze, the sunset was like a painting, and the colors were colorful. He was as motionless as a clay sculpture and a wooden sculpture, listening to the Taoist sounds from ancient times.

All kinds of things are like thousands of years ago.

"The flowers fly three thousand miles away, and the person is on the twelfth floor of Yaochi."

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Meng Fan was alone in the Taoist temple watching the sunrise in the morning and admiring the colorful clouds in the evening.

At most, from time to time, I recite the scriptures for the brothers and elders who have passed away.

It's pitiful and regrettable that most of them died protecting their ancestral home, and very few of them died of a healthy life.

Just like that, five days later.

The leaders of all parties in the East have come.

The momentum of this event reached its peak. Experts appeared one after another, making people look forward to it. Many young people with extraordinary talents also appeared, which made people feel amazing.

Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.

The palace on the main peak of Maoshan Pure Land is the most majestic and majestic. It was built after the emergence of Lord Sanmao during the Western Han Dynasty.

In front of this magnificent palace, there is a very open place, which was the martial arts arena opened by Zhenjun Sanmao. It is guarded by powerful Dao marks that cannot be damaged even by killing the Dao King.

Generally speaking, every time a Dharma conference is held, there is an unavoidable process:
All religions discuss the problem that all monks on earth are facing now, the essence of heaven and earth is dry, how to practice in the future?

But there has been no real solution to this problem since the Pre-Qin and Warring States periods. After all, even the great supernatural powers in ancient times could not come up with a solution, so it is natural that the current world cannot eliminate this serious problem.

However, with the return of Meng Fan, the monks in Dongtu were completely excited. They wanted to follow suit and form a team to go outside the territory where the environment was more favorable.

I would rather leave my hometown than be trapped in this big prison of the earth!

"The world is about to undergo a great change. There will be clues within a hundred years. It will only take a thousand years to reach the ancient times. There is no need to go far outside the region."

The above is Meng Fan's answer.

As for those who are still determined to go abroad, in fact, there is a broad road in front of them:
Hangu Pass.

When you reach the realm of the Great Perfection King in cultivation, the guardians of Guanzhong will automatically let you go. But for those who are not good at cultivation, just stay on earth and continue to practice with concentration. When you have mastered your skills, it will never be too late to leave!
All in all, this is a dead end.

In order to completely dispel this unrealistic idea, Meng Fan did not even shy away from the fact that he was just a Taoist body transformed by pure Qi.

Now, returning to protect the sect, he will not set foot in the starry sky for a hundred years!

Seeing this, everyone can only give up and start to pay attention to another focus - Dabi.

The vast majority of casual cultivators came to this event mainly to watch the masters compete for supremacy, and did not care about the earth's environment, because their realm and talent were here, and there was not much demand.

The bloody battle is mainly a duel between the younger generation. In ancient times, the various factions were for exchanges and discussions, but now it has evolved into competition.

The strong contend for supremacy, who is superior and who is inferior, who is weak and who is strong, and they have to compete every time. Therefore, the competition becomes more and more intense year by year, and the original intention of the ancient competition is lost.

Meng Fan sat on a futon and watched quietly. Next to him were several major masters and his elderly nephew. Everyone had different thoughts.

In fact, he also came from the secret realm of Wheel Sea and Dao Palace, and looking back now, he has a different feeling.

"Chong", "Chong"...

The sword light soared into the sky, and a palm-long flying sword cut through the sky and danced vertically and horizontally. Zhan Yifan from the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect was invincible, defeating twelve masters of his generation in a row.

"It's unbelievable to have passed through that level of heaven and reached the first stage of transforming into a dragon. I'm afraid there aren't many senior figures in the world who can suppress him."

Beside him, the leader sighed.

I saw Zhan Yifan leaping up and leaving the martial arts arena. After the first battle, no one could challenge him. He advanced all the way and everyone was optimistic about it.

On the other side, Long Xiaoque also marched forward, unstoppable. On the platform where he was, the demonic aura was surging, the purple blood was permeating the air, and his powerful fighting power shocked everyone.

This situation and scene attracted the beautiful eyes of many female monks. After all, such a powerful figure is very likely to become the No. 1 of the monster clan in the future, respected by the world.There was an incomparable supernatural power in the Yaozu once predicted that this child is not a thing in the pool, with a tall head and horns, and will surely soar into the sky in the future, even the world where the spiritual energy is exhausted here cannot stop it.

For a moment, my ears were filled with all kinds of complimentary words, as if they were giving some kind of hint.

And Meng Fan was well aware of this. Both the young prodigy himself and his teachers actually wanted to recruit disciples on his own, so he used competition as an alternative sales method.

"It's a pity that the Heavenly Demon Body from the Primordial Dragon Cave in Changbai Mountain did not come. Otherwise, who is weaker and stronger will have a judgment on who will be the future number one master of the Demon Race."

"Yes, I don't know why, but the seniors from the Changbai lineage clearly came, but then left in a hurry."

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When the casual cultivators lamented the amazingness of Long Xiaoque, they also mentioned another figure of the Yao Clan who had a celestial appearance. They were all very sorry that they could not get a glimpse of the legendary physique.

On the other hand, Meng Fan's nephew suddenly lost his composure after hearing about the original dragon cave in Changbai Mountain.

"It doesn't matter, it will be sorted out."

Meng Fan spoke without any murderous intent, but it made the leaders around him tremble with fear:
"I ignored them the past few days and deliberately let them go. Haha, these snake-turned-spirited evil beasts have now revealed their secrets and are setting up formations outside Maoshan Mountain, planning to eradicate Pindao."

"That's fine, kill them all at once."

Original Dragon Cave.

Western Holy See.

In the past, the two major forces took turns to attack Maoshan, coveting the first blessed land, so that the Shangqing Sect, which was not prosperous, now only has dozens of boys from the Lunhai Secret Realm and seven or eight Taoist Taoist priests from the Dao Palace Realm. , and the nephew who is at the peak of dragon transformation and can barely take action.

If Longhu Mountain and the Lingbao Sect hadn't sent people to help him many times, when Meng Fan returned, he would probably have seen the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace occupied by all kinds of long snakes, or he would have been shocked to hear that the Sanmao Patriarch's tablet was occupied by a statue of Jesus, Replaced by God statue!

When he thought of this, Meng Fan looked at the Zhengyi Alliance with much gentler eyes. He suppressed the murderous thoughts in his heart and cast his gaze on the quiet and inactionless little Celestial Master Zhang Qingyang.

But at the moment, this junior, who is regarded as the future leader of the Zhengyi Alliance, has not yet taken action, and everyone outside the venue is still discussing the leader of the demon clan.

"What I just used is the Dragon Bird Slayer God Record. The purple energy is majestic and the thunder is shaking the sky. I have clearly understood the true meaning and reached the state of transformation!"

Many people were exclaiming that the dragon bird in the field was like an ancient demon god resurrected, with bronze skin, flying black hair, majestic appearance, eyes like cold electricity, inviting thirteen seniors to fight, and overwhelming all the heroes.

The Dragon Bird's purple air is surging and mighty in all directions, like a purple sea boiling, flooding the heavens and the earth, drawing out patches of thunder and lightning, the lightning is dazzling, the rumble is deafening, and its power is overwhelming, suppressing everyone.

In this way, everyone was amazed that his Taoism was so profound that few of the younger generation in the world could match him. People of this clan had repeatedly said that he had the spirit of the first ancestor, but it was a pity that he was born at the wrong time.

Meng Fan watched quietly, nodded secretly, and commented:
"Yes, if you are born in Ziwei, you will definitely become famous in a continent and have the qualifications to become a saint."

"And in Beidou... he will also gain a place and be valued by the Qishi Mansion."

Since the start of the competition, he, who is known to be taciturn, spoke for the first time to comment.

This made the clan leader instantly excited. He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and made a request to accept a disciple.

At the same time, the purple energy was so powerful that it flooded the ten directions. In a few seconds, thirteen enemies who had surpassed several small realms of their own were all suppressed by Long Xiaoque alone.

He fell from the sky, his hair was disheveled, his bronze body shone with treasure, and he looked very strong.

Many young female disciples from each faction exclaimed, with astonishing brilliance in their eyes.His strength comes from the bottom of his heart, and his demonic aura makes many opponents tremble. It is astonishing and shocking, and he is the only one among his peers.

"brush!"

Suddenly, with a pair of cold eyes, Long Xiaoque looked at Meng Fan who was sitting high up, with undisguised fighting intent, he said in a deep voice:
"I want to have some experience with my seniors and see myself more clearly. Please give me some advice."

Meng Fan frowned. In his situation, he had no desire to take action. Moreover, the gap between them was far greater than that of adults and babies.

However, without waiting for an answer, Long Xiaoque's eyes flashed with astonishing light. He strode forward and struck high up, using all his strength.

In an instant, the purple blood boiled, and the demon god's bloodline was completely revived, cracking the sky, and his eyes were horrifying.

It can only be said that the more a person stands out from the demon clan, the greater his wild nature is.

Moreover, everything is written on his face, he will not hide it, he will go straight forward, and if he has the intention to fight, he will take action directly. He especially believes in the character of his senior and will not kill himself.

Seeing this, many leaders looked at each other in blank dismay. The patriarch of Daxia Longque subconsciously looked at Taoist Xiri, wanting to ask him to intercede. As one of the few seniors of Meng Fan's generation, his words carry a little weight .

There is no way, who would have thought that this unruly young man would dare to take action against the senior who had at least killed the king and returned from outside the territory!
If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, even my own family wouldn’t believe it!
The purple blood energy was surging, coming like a wild wave. Taoist Qiri subconsciously wanted to stop it and give the Daxia Longque Clan a step down.

However, Meng Fan had already fought back, and boundless purple energy filled his eyes, which immediately dispersed the purple blood energy in the sky. However, the two powers did not come from the same source. The former was the supreme secret of Taoism, purple energy coming from the east, while the latter was the bloodline of the demon god. particularity.

"It's not easy for young people to seek the truth. Since that's the case, that's all. I'll accompany you on a few steps."

Meng Fan didn't say it clearly, but the meaning contained in it was understood by many old guys, and they felt happy.

To be honest, if it weren't for his age and his seniority, Taoist Qiri would be shameless and say: I would like to ask fellow Taoist Meng for your advice.

Dao patterns flicker.

There are inheritances from the Bajing Palace, secret techniques recorded in the Taiyang Immortal Sutra and Taiyin Sutra, as well as lost secrets from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, as well as techniques created by oneself.

Long Xiaoque's eyes were blazing, they opened and closed widely, displaying various demonic and mysterious skills, and tried their best to fight against the various killing skills evolved by Meng Fan's eyes.

At first, the other young prodigies didn't know what was going on. They were worried that Long Xiaoque, who dared to offend their seniors by violating etiquette, was beaten to death on the spot.

But after watching it for a while, they finally realized that it was actually giving instructions——

Every move that the eyes randomly evolved was unparalleled, far superior to the ordinary holy techniques, not to mention all the tricks, and it didn't hurt Long Xiaoque in the slightest. It was an indirect method of transmission.

At this time, when they glanced at their elders again, and saw the eyes that wanted to push them forward, everyone finally understood the specific meaning of Meng Fan's words: "It's not easy for young people to seek the truth, I'll help you with a few moves."

"Chong!"

A sword light flew over, and the young man from Shushan Sword Sect took action without any reservation.

At the same time, Huang Tiannu's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance and her beauty shocked the world. She also rushed over, her calamity fire filled the sky, trying to compete with the real sun fire burning in the void.

And the next moment, Kunlun Pisces also took action, one was as elegant as a celestial being, and the other was as light as a fairy.

However, the little heavenly master who was favored by Meng Fan the most was usually very bound by etiquette and law, and was still hesitant before hearing more straightforward instructions.

"Let's go together, if you satisfy the poor, you can practice with me."

"That boy from the Lingbao sect, so are you."

The meaning of closeness made the Tianjiao of other dharma lineages extremely jealous.

(End of this chapter)