The glorious era of the king of the world

Chapter 92 Heavenly Book?menu! (big chapter)
On the other cliff of Peach Mountain, there is the most terrifying place in the world, which is the Youge where many evil spirits in Haotian's eyes are imprisoned.

Youge, as its name suggests, is very deep. Apart from this narrow path between cliffs, there is only one smooth cliff for people to climb. However, under the erosion of time, the cliff is covered with moss marks. It was slippery, and for the prisoners locked up in the quiet pavilion, escaping from this cliff was nothing more than a daydream.

In the cell at the deepest part of the You Pavilion, an old man wearing a black robe opened his eyes and looked at the divine radiance that was born in the early Tang Dynasty. It was bright and hot, and it was the Haotian divine radiance that was purer than him.

But because it was the capital of the Tang Dynasty, it was protected by the Shocking God Formation, a large formation arranged by the Master.

So he couldn't see clearly and didn't know who released it.

In the cell where he was imprisoned, there was no beaten cell door, only a fence.

The person who imprisoned him was very confident, because this fence was a formation. Among the Taoist mysterious formations, the formation that is best at trapping people is the "Fan Cong Divine Formation!"

But it was nothing to the old man.

The old man's surname was Wei Guangming. He was one of the most outstanding disciples of the previous generation and the brightest Guangming Priest in Xiling. However, because of the past 15 years ago, he was kicked down by Haotian and imprisoned in the Youge.

The leader's Fan Cong Divine Formation is very powerful, but how can it trap him? The Great Priest of Guangming who is extremely devoted to Haotian, the only thing that can trap him is the Fan Cong in his heart.

Wei Guangming, who was sitting on a huge boulder inside the fence, looked at the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the cliffs and said in a hoarse voice: "Eternal night is coming, the son of Pluto will come to the world, will the son of light also come to the world? I As the Great Priest of Light, I should greet him in person."

As a great cultivator who has crossed the five realms, Wei Guangming has naturally seen many different scenery, including his destiny. Although his destiny is vague, he has seen infinite light, and now he seems to want to embrace the light. It's time.

"No, it's not yet time, that light seems to have faded!"

He stretched out his right arm and pointed at the light coming from the gap in the cliff, but when Su Yi cut off the light, it stopped.

"Is it a new birth? Or a fall?!" Wei Guangming was puzzled. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't get out of the cage.

He fought for the light all his life and vowed to destroy the darkness.

"Please go ahead, both of you."

"You have waited for me for three steps, and I have waited for you for a while." Su Yi was confident and charming.

For him, the cultivation system in this world, except for the realm of knowing destiny, the sixth realm is somewhat difficult.

He can accomplish the rest with his backhand.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, raised the green steel sword in his hand, and said, "So arrogant?"

Secular people often believe that practitioners' sword fighting should be flashy and look very good.

But the moves of practitioners are generally very simple, and the skills are as simple as the Tao.

"It's not arrogance, it's confidence. I'm invincible in the same realm. This is the most basic thing." Su Yi was polite. He really thought that he was not arrogant.

"Then you have to give it a try!"

Su Yi looked at the barrier that suddenly appeared in front of him and said: "I was not confused at first, but it is not easy."

"So that you can see what I can do!"

Su Yi waved his hand, and his pure mental power poured out, resonating with the vitality of heaven and earth, and exerted far beyond the ordinary state of non-confusion.

"Crack!"

The barrier was shattered, and a wave of air mixed with debris blew several soldiers away.

"Sorry, I used too much force. It's my first time to use telekinesis, so I can't control the strength." Su Yi said with a smile.
"After all, it is very difficult to control the force to run over an ant without crushing it to death."

"But it's okay now!" Su Yi spread a hand.

Su Yi looked at the natal sword beside him. He was extremely fast and came to his side in the blink of an eye.

The vitality of heaven and earth in the rain gathered on the spine of the sword and spread to the blade.

"Are you in such a hurry?!" Su Yi pointed a finger on the natal sword, expelling all Yuan Qi and preventing the sword from moving forward.

"Buzz!"

The battle between mental powers caused the air to vibrate, but no matter how much the white-haired old man drove his mental powers, he could not make even a single step forward.

Su Yi flicked his finger

when!
The natal sword made a whining sound and flew backwards. It didn't stop until it reached the old man.

"Come again!" The white-haired old man poured all his mental power into it, letting the sword light shine brightly, passing through the rain curtain, passing through the dense trees, rolling up the dead branches and leaves on the ground, and killing Su Yi again.

The power of the sword is impressive!
When the surrounding trees came into contact with it, they turned into fragments one after another. The scene of the gathering energy of heaven and earth awakened the birds that had been sleeping for a long time.

This is a very simple collision, but the great way is simple, and the art of killing is even more so!
Five sword blades flew at high speed in the rainy night, emitting a sometimes deep and sometimes sharp whistle, like some kind of strange musical instrument. There was a space next to Su Yi, and then they kept rotating their positions. Five streams of light were connected front and back, and the handle The courtyard space is filled with rain-beaten green branches and water-logged bluestone slabs.

The sword blade that appeared and disappeared in the rain flowed smoothly and elegantly, sometimes grazing the floor and flying low, splashing a cloud of rainwater, and sometimes cutting deep sword marks on the wall.

Su Yi didn't care about this, turned to another slightly younger old man and said, "You can come too!"

The other half-hundred-year-old man did not hesitate and started to draw the talisman with a solemn expression; "Three steps without confusion, you are indeed very talented. In order to express my respect, I will use the methods I learned from the world's number one talisman master to deal with you!"

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, veins popped out on his forehead, and his mind power poured out, reflecting the vitality of the world.

The vitality of heaven and earth gradually became sharper, and the talisman was not big and twisted. Even a child could write better than him.

But as soon as the talisman appeared, it cut the rain curtain, controlled part of the rainwater and turned it into part of the talisman, and the water droplets penetrated the stone!
But Su Yi still looked calmly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "Interesting."

After saying that, he stretched out one hand to block the five flying swords.

"The natal sword that is close to the Dongxuan realm is indeed extraordinary!"

Su Yi reached out and held it empty, and colorless rules condensed in his palm.

Wind and rain follow each other, and water and soil converge. These are very common rules, but they are the foundation of Haotian's world.

Su Yi waved the Tao sword in his hand, and mysterious Tao patterns flowed on the Tao sword.

The power of the rules of heaven and earth is integrated into the Tao sword. This is a Tao sword forged by rules!

Seeing the Dao sword appear, the white-haired old man realized the crisis, and quickly swung his natal sword, pouring out all his mental power, cracks appeared in the snowy mountain air sea, and struck out with another sword!
"Clang!"

Su Yi's Dao sword collided with the natal sword. The natal sword that had just moved forward suddenly stopped after encountering Su Yi's dao sword. No matter how they shook their telekinesis, the natal sword could not move forward at all.

"How can your cultivation be so powerful?"

Looking at the blocked natal sword, the white-haired old man lost his voice.

The white-haired old man did not expect that the natal sword he had devoted all his strength to would be blocked.

Su Yi smiled slightly and said: "It's not that my cultivation is strong, but that you two are too weak. When you reach the realm of no confusion, you have reached the end of your cultivation, but for me, the realm of no confusion is just the beginning."

The half-white old man ignored it and continued to draw talismans in the air. He waved his sleeves gently, and the silent vitality of heaven and earth rushed towards this place. The wind and rain in the sky stopped suddenly at this moment. The raindrops that were about to fall to the ground were stopped at this moment. Cut off.

Two crooked horizontal and two vertical characters appeared quietly, as if they were pieced together from countless single characters.

Two horizontal and two vertical lines are a well. Two horizontal lines and two vertical lines are the simplest principles in the world. The well character can trap people, and can be formed from dots into lines. Two horizontal lines and two vertical lines that are parallel but not intersecting are existences that can cut the rules of heaven and earth. .

"This is a talisman once drawn by the most powerful talisman master in the world. Unfortunately, my cultivation is limited. This talisman is not a talisman, but a slashing character that I have understood. Several slashing characters can barely simulate a tic-tac-toe. I can't bring out even one tenth of its charm."

"It's an exaggeration to say that I'm talking about the hash mark!" Even so, the half-white-haired old man is obviously a little proud. Being able to copy a trace of the charm of the Talisman Master is also an extremely remarkable thing. There are few opponents in the Immortal Realm.

The trees that had been baptized once by the natal sword and still existed tenaciously suffered this time, and the rugged rocks had turned into powder under the sign of the well.

If such a talisman is used by a real talisman master, it will naturally be otherworldly. Practitioners in the ordinary realm of knowing fate will only end up in fragments and depression when faced with this talisman.But the current person's cultivation has become the biggest problem, and the dignified well characters are drawn crookedly.

"Neither fish nor fowl!" Su Yi's disdainful voice came out.

"end!"

The sound of heaven and earth sounded again, and the azure Dao sword was swung out. The extremely awkward well sign was stuck in place and could not move.

Then Su Yi waved his hand, and huge mental power surged out, smashing the talisman in the sky with brute force.

"I can step into other realms at any time except knowing my destiny, but it's meaningless. Apart from having a little more awareness of vitality, it's useless. It's better not to step into it." Su Yi said bluntly, contacting the practice is tantamount to being deprived of the world. When the vitality is tagged and reaches a certain level, it will automatically appear on the heavenly book.

There is this passage about the content of the Heavenly Book in the original work: "There are many legends about the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book. Some people say that the Heavenly Book records Haotian's will transmitted to the world. Some say that the Heavenly Book records the predictions of world affairs. Some say that the Heavenly Book itself is a It is the supreme magic weapon that condenses the power of heaven and earth. There are also rumors that mortals can practice cultivation by looking at the heavenly book, practitioners can break through the realm by looking at the heavenly book, ghosts in the underworld can be purified and reborn by looking at the heavenly book, and saints can be reborn by just looking at the heavenly book. Transform into an immortal."

Su Yi believes that the Book of Heaven is the transformation of Haotian's original rules, has the authority of Haotian's world, and is also a part of Haotian.

It's just that Haotian can't control this part because of the gambler.

The Heavenly Book is like Haotian's recipe book, one dish after another, from delicious to tasteless, the higher the ranking, the more delicious the dishes taste.

It's just that most people don't know it. They are still complacent because they have read the heavenly book, but they don't know that it is already someone else's spare food.

Why do monks who have transcended the five realms disappear from the Heavenly Book? It is because they have learned to hide themselves so that the Haotian world cannot detect them, but they cannot hide from the top-down gaze of the Haotian Kingdom.

So although it is nameless, it is still in the heavenly book.

For Haotian, it's not that such people can't eat, but they are waiting for the opportunity to eat in one go.

That is eternal night!
There is only one exception, and that is the Master.

He stretched out his right hand in his arms, made a sword finger, and pointed at the Dao Sword gently!

In an instant, the Dao Sword chopped the natal sword of the cultivator in the Buhuo Realm into countless sharp little fragments.

For older practitioners, if the natal sword is destroyed, it is equivalent to an irrecoverable fall.

And his natal sword has been shattered into dregs, and naturally it can never be restored.

On the other side, after drawing the twisted talisman, the half-white old man fell to the ground with the same mental energy exhausted.

"It's not that the hash mark is not strong enough, it's that my cultivation is not enough." The half-white old man staggered to his feet and said with difficulty.

"Oh, that guy Yan Se still has fans?!"

Yan Se is also one of the few characters Su Yi remembers. He is a bit of a coquettish person who practices Chunyang Tao but visits brothels.

Su Yi did not laugh, and said seriously: "One day, I will go and see the real hash mark with my own eyes."

"Do you want to come in person?" Su Yi looked at He Mingchi who was retreating behind everyone and said.

Su Yi raised his hand, and a bit of Haotian's divine light bloomed, pure and clear, hot and sacred,
He stopped the next moment and turned to look behind him.

Su Yi murmured to himself: "Say Cao Cao has arrived."

The person who came was a tall, thin old man who looked slovenly all over. He was wearing a dirty Taoist robe. There were countless oil stains and dirt on the robe. His triangular eyes on his face were glistening, and he had a few sparse long beards. It looks extremely obscene and obscene, and doesn't look like an outsider at all.

"The number one Talisman Master in the world, Yan Se." Su Yi looked solemn. The person in front of him was a very powerful practitioner, a practitioner who could compete with the Sword Saint Liu Bai.

"Except for my senior brother who is trapped in Youge, there are other people with such pure Haotian divine brilliance." Yan Se clicked his tongue and said in surprise.

"Another genius appears in Xiling!"

"There's some trouble!" Su Yi murmured to himself, thinking about whether to set foot in the Dongxuan Realm again.

No wonder he can still hide the Heavenly Book, but once he sets foot in the Dongxuan Realm, his name will definitely appear on the Heavenly Book.

Although sooner or later.

But according to his plan, now is not the time.

"You can leave, but you can't touch them." Yan Se's playful face showed no trace of seriousness.

"Okay!" Su Yi looked at the remaining He Mingchi and said directly without any hesitation. As a young man, there will be times when he regrets it.

"It's really weird to be in Xiling and preach a cult." Yan Se shook his head; "Another great priest of light?"

"Forget it, Xiling's family affairs have nothing to do with our country, Tang."

"Boy, take them to heal their wounds. I have business to attend to." Yan Se raised his head to feel the flow of heaven and earth energy in the distance.

Yan Se hurried to Chunfeng Pavilion; "Oh, I still have to protect that kid. It's really causing trouble for my old man."

"Wouldn't this delay the old man from looking for Shuizhu'er?"

He rushed towards the Spring Breeze Pavilion, where there was a battle waiting for him to reconcile.

The genius of the Tang Dynasty cannot be wasted in such meaningless political activities.

On the rough South China Sea, a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stood on the bow of a small boat, looking towards the direction of the Tang Dynasty.

"It was clear that he could enlighten the world, but he was cut off by himself. If I hadn't been in this world, I might not have seen such a person."

The Taoist in Qingyi looked at the Dao sword in Su Yi's hand; "Enter the cave in the morning and know your destiny in the evening. The talent is indeed scary, but there are others above this. When you first enter the practice, you can condense the rules of Haotian, which is said to be bright. It’s not an exaggeration to say that I am my son, will you be the person that the Taoist sect is looking for?”

Over the course of thousands of years, there was a lineage of people in the Taoist sect who were unwilling to accept that humans had been harmed by the eternal night, and had been looking for someone.

A man capable of great rebellion!
A man with no scruples!

A person who can make heaven and earth turn upside down!

A person who can make eternal night recede.

Ke Haoran was originally a good candidate, but he went crazy and went to Taoshan to kill, and was eventually punished by heaven and died.

But the world believes in Haotian, and except for the lunatic of the Demon Sect, no one dares to commit treason.

But the Demon Sect comes from the Taoist sect. The Demon Sect seems to believe in Hades, but the Demon Sect is not a believer in Hades, but a fear.

A high priest of light has doubts about the ways of the world and is afraid of the truth of the Haotian world.

Although he has passed away, the fear has been passed down with the Demon Sect.

No one knows who Pluto is, but no one is not afraid of Pluto.

For thousands of years, many great practitioners who have transcended the Five Realms believe that Daomen is Haotian's accomplice and a dog raised by Haotian to rule the world. However, Daomen has never been afraid of Haotian. This is why Daomen can give birth to many people in the Five Realms. The secret of a great practitioner.

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