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Chapter 132 Golden Entry: Materializing Tianxing

Zhuang Zhou?

Compared to the Kunpeng Dojo, Xie Que's heart was even more agitated.

There was an incredible look on his face.

Zhuangzi has been a rumored figure no matter in his previous life or in this life, and it has been unknown for how many years.

Even in Dao Zang, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, there are outstanding articles.

For a moment, Xie Que couldn't help feeling a little confused.

A bright moon hung high, and the cool wind kept blowing the leaves around Xie Que.

The old Taoist smiled, his voice was like the sounds of nature.

It also seemed to come from a dream: "Guests can also call me 'Old Immortal of the Ghost Sea' Dagon, that is the name of my evil corpse."

Xie Que's heart beat wildly, he didn't expect that the so-called ghost sea old fairy was actually some evil corpse of Zhuang Zhou!
Countless thoughts came to his mind, not because Xie Que's mentality was unstable at this time, but because the information he got was too surprising.

Xie Que forced himself to calm down and put his attention on the old Taoist in front of him.

The old man pulled the fishing rod forward, and a swimming fish with faint fluorescent lights flew up instantly.

The swimming fish actually grew a pair of wings from its side, let go of the hook in its mouth, and spread its wings towards the bright moon.

Zhuang Zhou turned his head to look at Xie Que.

There were endless stars in his eyes, and countless fluttering butterflies flew out, occupying Xie Que's entire mind.

Xie Que seemed to have become a butterfly himself, flying along with it, forgetting about himself.

At this moment, a voice pulled Xie Que out of Butterfly Dream:
"It turns out that he is a guest who does not practice Yin God, no wonder he can see through dreams."

Xie Que woke up from the dream, and his mind became completely peaceful.

The old Taoist in front of him was like an old friend he had known for a long time, giving him an extremely relaxed and comfortable feeling.

Xie Que felt like a bright mirror in his heart, and bowed to the old Taoist: "I have seen the real Nanhua."

As the breeze blew by the pond, a smile flashed across the thin face of the old man: "Think about it, countless years have passed, and someone still remembers me..."

Xie Kuang nodded, recalling the Taoist books Feng Zidu had read for him: "Nanhua Daoist is to Taoism, just like water is to fish."

Zhuang Zhou still maintained a calm expression: "Let everything take its course, that is the way of Taoism."

"Even if there is no self, there will be Li Zhou and Chen Zhou."

Xie Que's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered his famous article "Xiaoyaoyou", which expressed his thoughts by describing Kunpeng.

In addition to the name of Dagon's guardian, the reason why he appeared here is also ready to be revealed.

The old Taoist seemed to have sensed Xie Que's thoughts.

Before Xie Que could say it, he took the initiative to reply: "Kunpeng is dead, and the old Taoist has passed away for a long time, what you saw is just a thought of the old Taoist."

Xie Que was shocked.

Even such great existences as Kunpeng and Nanhua Daoist have disappeared.

"Since the guest can kill the last trace of Dagon's true spirit, why should he covet the Kunpeng corpse?"

Xie Que's mood couldn't help beating a little, Kunpeng really died, and the body was here.

However, what is this so-called last trace of Dagon's true spirit?
He thought about what happened just now, and guessed that the strange laughter that was annihilated with divinity by the death trial talisman was Dagon's true spirit.

Zhuang Zhou's voice sounded again, but this time he seemed a little surprised: "The guest is only cultivating Qi and blood, and does not have the power of gods or yin gods."

"However, this power is so small, how did the guests pass through the dwellings of the merman and kill the true spirit of Dagon?"

Xie Que didn't expect this old man to see his side as a pure warrior.

However, as a believer of Dagon, the sharks were exterminated by themselves, so I don’t know how the old man felt.

He pondered for a while, and since the other party could vaguely sense his own thoughts, he replied truthfully: "The mermaids have been wiped out by me. As for the true spirit of Dagon, the real person is still not allowed to say anything."

The old man nodded, but he didn't change color as he imagined, but seemed to have glimpsed Xie Que's inner thoughts, nodded and said:
"Those sharks are just maggots in Dagon's body. They rely on stealing Dagon's remaining power for food. It's a good thing to exterminate them."

Xie Que couldn't help being stunned for a while, he didn't expect the relationship between Yuren and Dagon to be like this.

"The guests don't need to blame themselves. To the old man, exterminating the mermaids is considered a good deed."

"The old man has nothing to repay, but since the guest is based on qi and blood, the old man must be able to give some pointers."

Several thoughts turned in Xie Que's mind, and doubts arose involuntarily, could it be that Zhuang Zhou is also good at martial arts?
Seeing the doubt on Xie Que's face, the old Taoist just smiled: "The kun hits the water three thousand times, and the peng spreads its wings thousands of miles. The most powerful thing about a demon master is his body strength."

"Between the heaven and the earth, in terms of the abundance of energy and blood, I am afraid that all living beings combined cannot compare with the demon master."

"Naturally, his soul should not be underestimated."

"To be able to perfectly control every part of a body of this size, the demon master's soul power is equally powerful."

Xie Que couldn't help but realize for a while, that a great existence like Kunpeng must know how to exert its full power.

If you only practice Yinshen spells and give up the mighty strength of this huge body, it will undoubtedly be a bit of a waste of time.

However, the way of martial arts has been cut off in the third realm, presumably Kunpeng's way of qi and blood and martial arts are two paths.

Zhuang Zhou nodded slightly: "The so-called martial arts is to make the human body conform to the principles of nature."

"What Kunpeng learned is not because the human body is desirable, but because of the special nature of its body."

As he spoke, Zhuang Zhou stretched out his right hand, and a mass of fiery energy and blood appeared in his hand.

This qi and blood turned into a golden roc, burning the surrounding temperature hot. He smiled and said, "This is the sun."

The old Taoist stretched out his right hand again, and a fish-like dark blue yin power appeared in his hand: "This is Taiyin."

The strength of the two groups gradually merged together, and turned into a Tai Chi Yin Yang fish that circulated endlessly.

"The sun and the sun are the foundation of the demon master's power."

Xie Que couldn't help thinking, it seems that Kunpeng is a fellow practitioner of Immortal Martial Arts, who has exerted both powers to the extreme.

He still had some doubts in his heart, how did such a powerful Kunpeng fall?
Sensing Xie Que's thoughts, the old Taoist just sighed and didn't say much: "Unfortunately, the world has changed drastically."

Xie Que exhaled slowly, hiding countless doubts in his heart, and three lines of energy appeared behind him.

"This whale is not bad... The figure of the roc is a little short."

"It's actually that monkey-like figure, but you've been practicing in the wrong direction. This holy method of fighting is not just a simple martial art, it contains the power of Tiangang's calculation..."

Under the guidance of the old Taoist, Xie Que couldn't help realizing his own martial arts.

The will of the orca began to merge with the will of Jinpeng, faintly showing signs of fusion.

Kunpeng Wuyi!

A raging fire ignited in Xie Que's heart.

The never-ending flickering light is brighter than ever before.

But the old man stopped abruptly. He thought thoughtfully: "Your body seems a little unusual...it doesn't look like a normal human body."

Xie Que was also a little puzzled, but guessed that it might be because of having two hearts, so he didn't go into it.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist said again: "It does look a little like the three corpses...but it has a completely different feeling. Isn't your body a clone?"

Xie Que couldn't help being stunned for a while, and quickly shook his head.

He frowned. Could it be that part of his consciousness was still in the previous life, or was it inside the body of the orca?

Ask again, but as a thought that is about to dissipate, Zhuang Zhou doesn't have much power left in his body, so he can't dig deep into the secrets of Xie Que's body.

After burying this matter to the bottom of his heart, Xie Que thanked Zhuang Zhou.

The old Taoist took your lead, but he sighed again: "The old Taoist can feel that in your heart, it seems that you have an unusual obsession with the corpses of the old Taoist and the demon master."

"But this idea, the old man can't sense what you are doing."

"Little friend, can you tell the old Taoist?"

Xie Que shyly said: "Regardless of Nanhua Daoist or Demon Master, they are all extremely great existences."

"As a junior, I have the heart to pay my respects."

Xie Que's face was neither red nor heartbeat when he said this, and he even vaguely used Wu Chou's facial makeup to hypnotize himself.

Zhuang Zhou's figure has become illusory, as if it will disappear in the next moment.

He nodded: "In this case, the old man is not a stingy person."

The old man's body completely dissipated and turned into a little bit of starlight, pouring into Xie Que's body.

Xie Que discovered that there was a big fish tattoo on his left arm.

"This is the certificate left by the old Taoist, allowing the children to freely enter and exit the Beiming Dojo."

Xie Que bowed to thank him.

When he got up, he had already returned to the bottom of the sea from the edge of the pond.

But I never heard the old Taoist voice again.

Xie Que sighed, looking at the palace covered by red algae.

This time, he walked into the palace easily.

A little bean lamp flickered here and there, and it had been burning for tens of millions of years.

In front of the hall, a slim figure was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, with black hair falling straight to the ground, and his facial features were ordinary.

The old Taoist closed his eyes tightly, but gave Xie Que a sense of peace and justice.

Xie Que recognized this old man, this is Zhuang Zhou who he had just talked with for a long time.

He bowed to the old Taoist, and put his hand on Zhuang Zhou's shoulder with a solemn mood.

The Death Judgment Tulu radiated a golden radiance, turning a new page again, and the figure of the old Taoist jumped out of it.

A heavenly sound that had never been heard before fell into Xie Que's ears from the Tulu.

"The life of a saint is also heavenly, and his death is also materialized!"

Materialized Tianxing: Golden entry, your every move is in line with nature, and the practice method of any of your exercises can be simplified.

(End of this chapter)