Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 443: The nd level of true power, the spirit fills the void, and the strength surrounds the world of sand!
The skillful and elegant knife strike landed precisely on the neck of the sleeping demon bear.

Some skills become more sophisticated over time.

After solving unnecessary security factors, Yi Chen immediately sat down cross-legged. At this moment, there were lightning and thunder outside the cave. A bright flash of lightning flashed across the sky and illuminated the Taoist's stern eyes.

"Crimson! Break through for me!"

With a quiet recitation in his heart, a familiar yet unfamiliar memory suddenly appeared in the Taoist's mind.

Memories unfold like a fleeting glance.

“The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult!”

In the Taoist palace, within the vermilion walls, a sigh suddenly came from within!
This is a handsome young Taoist priest. He is tall, with a fair face and no beard. At this moment, he is holding a Taoist scripture and gazing at the moon and sighing.

He was extremely talented and had overcome all the dangers along the way. He had already cultivated the Pure Yang Refining Method to the 21st level, but now the road ahead had come to an end.

"Do you really want to take the risk?" The Taoist walked out of the courtyard gate and waved his hand. Two huge extreme element chains suddenly appeared in the air and pulled out a vermilion door in the void.

This is the location of the Zhenyang Holy Palace, the first treasure of their Nan Tian Dao sect.

The Taoist entered the gate and flashed around until he came to a towering cliff. He took out a golden book from under a strange stone.

The vast skylight shone on the golden book, and the four large characters "Smash the Vacuum" appeared prominently.

Two hundred and fifty years ago, a golden book fell with a meteorite. After a friendly discussion and exchange with a group of fellow practitioners, the golden book finally fell into his hands.

He had spent two hundred and fifty years comprehending this golden book. Now, he had finally figured out a way to leap forward, but he was now in great doubt.

The so-called ultimate yang is to constantly break through one's own limits.

After twenty-one refinements of Chunyang, his foundation had become so strong that it could not be further strengthened. It was extremely difficult to make further progress. However, the number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty-nine. After more than two hundred years of painstaking contemplation, he finally found a possible way to break through in the Golden Book.

This time, he needs to rebuild his profound skills, abandon his halberd and use his fists, temper his mind with a pair of bare fists, and reach the top again.

As soon as he thought of this, the Taoist figure flashed and left the cave, and stood in a thatched cottage in the back mountain.

At this moment, a silver-haired Taoist priest was watering the fields leisurely.

"Junior Brother Li Xuanzhen, have you really decided? Giving up thousands of years of life to seek that illusory chance of breakthrough."

"Yes, I beg you to help me, brother."

"Tell me a reason."

The Taoist was silent for a while, but finally grinned and said, "Because Junior Brother wants to see the higher scenery of martial arts."

"In this world today, apart from you, my senior brother, whose Yin-Yang fusion technique can defeat me, the rest of the people are all good-for-nothings and not worth mentioning. This kind of life is really boring."

"Brother, your life span is running out, and you want to remain in seclusion until death. What should the sect do?" The silver-haired old man stopped watering the ground, looked deeply at the young Taoist in front of him and said.

The Taoist did not speak, but fell into deep silence.

"Okay, I get it. Go ahead and I hope you can come out alive." The silver-haired Taoist priest squatted down and said nothing more. Instead, he began to carefully tend to the three-acre vegetable plot he had cultivated.

"Thank you, senior brother, for making it possible."

The Taoist bowed deeply and re-entered the cave.

At the last moment before his figure disappeared, he raised his extremely powerful halberd in anger, and threw it fiercely into the sect's welcoming stone, where the hole went into an unknown depth in the earth's crust.

boom!
The gate to the cave closed in an instant and disappeared into the void.

Two hundred years have passed, and time has passed.

The Taoist sighed on the cliff. He wanted to forget the halberd skills that had penetrated into his bones, but unfortunately he was unable to do so.

A fierce look flashed across the Taoist's eyes, and he actually shook his own Baihui acupoint in mid-air, cutting off all his distracting thoughts, including the many memories of his previous life.

After this palm strike, he no longer even knew his own name, and all that was left was his obsession with the pursuit of martial arts.

Above the cave.

Thirty-six Kongming lanterns were hung high in the sky, and suspended above each lantern was a picture of a divine boxing technique.

The Taoist suddenly stood up, and the ultimate energy in his body dissipated wildly. He actually began to disperse his energy and start to cultivate again.

Practicing boxing is not like practicing swordplay, magic array, witchcraft or sorcery.

The fist will not be lost by itself, and cannot be lost, so using fists as a means to fight the enemy requires the determination to win and the courage to die.

Only with his fist teetering on the brink of life and death at this moment, and only with such courage supporting his fist, can he refine every thought of his to be as bright as the blazing sun across the sky, without any haze.

Only then can he truly shatter everything, achieve the sublime mind again, and push his Pure Yang Refining Method to a higher level.

Another three hundred years passed like this, and the Taoist's thirty-six divine intentions had become perfect.

Another five hundred years had passed, and the Taoist's boxing had been changed from thirty-six moves to twenty-four moves.

Flowers bloom and fall, flowers bloom and fall.

Years are like a silent poem.

And his story is like a wave.

Two thousand years passed, and finally, the Taoist who had been in seclusion for three thousand years stopped practicing for the first time.

At this moment, he has transformed the thirty-six boxing techniques into five ultimate moves, and his cultivation has reached the peak again.

“Unfortunately, there is still a thin layer of window paper away from breakthrough, and I can’t get in.” The Taoist sighed.

At this moment, a rumbling sound was heard.

Suddenly, the gate to Zhenyang Cave opened again.

The Taoist couldn't help but narrow his eyes after not seeing the sun or the moon for three thousand years.

What he saw were three big bald heads and three old Taoist priests with sad and angry expressions.

Seeing his figure, the three old Taoists' eyes suddenly turned into ecstasy.

"Ancestor! There is actually an ancestor who is really alive!"

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"You mean, I am the ancestor of the Southern Heaven Sect."

"The reason why you didn't summon me is because your cultivation is not good enough and you can't even pull out the True Yang Holy Palace?"

Among the three big monks who fell to the ground and vomited blood, the Taoist stretched lazily, picked up the silk book on the colorful lotus in the distance, took a look at it, and then sighed softly.

"So my real name is Li Xuanzhen."

"I just passed through a critical period, how did you make our sect into this state? You even let the bald donkeys come to our door and even want us to turn our ancestral temple into a Buddhist temple."

Before cutting off his own memories, the Taoist had already recorded all the information about his previous life in a silk book.

The Taoist is naturally well aware of his own spiritual imprint.

"Ancestor, five hundred years after you closed your eyes, the Otherworld invaded. Ancestor Li Xuanxian came out of seclusion and led the best of the Dao Sect. They reached their highest level, and at the cost of overdrawing their lifespans, they combined Yin and Yang to break through the Otherworld. This is how they prevented the catastrophe."

"Unfortunately, in this battle, the Taoist sect headed by our Nan Tian Taoist sect suffered heavy losses. The Buddhist sect took advantage of this opportunity to rise up and encroach on the world step by step. Now the world has become the domain of the Buddhist sect." An old Taoist priest hissed.

"If it weren't for the halberd mark that you left before you went into seclusion, I'm afraid they would have already attacked the ancestral home of the Wunan Tiandao Sect."

As the old Taoist priest and I continued to explain, the young Taoist priest finally understood the outline of the current situation.

At this moment, a great monk woke up quietly. He looked at the Taoist in front of him with horror and quickly took out a silk book from his arms.

"Senior from the Southern Heavenly Dao Sect, I am here to deliver a declaration of war on behalf of the Buddha. This is a misunderstanding, all misunderstanding."

"You guys are really taking advantage of the fact that there is no one in our Nantian Dao Sect. You are treating our Nantian Dao Sect as your meal."

"Let's put it this way. When two countries are at war, they still don't kill the envoys. I am not an unreasonable person. I accepted the letter of challenge, but there is only one reply letter, and you have three people."

"Three masters, who of you will go back? Choose for yourselves!"

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Two days later, a young Taoist priest led an old Taoist priest, a Taoist boy, a young Taoist priest who kept coughing, and a lame Taoist priest on the road to debate between Taoism and Buddhism.

After being suppressed for more than two thousand years, the former number one sect in Tianwu Continent is now only left with the old, weak, sick and disabled...
The so-called debate between Taoism and Buddhism is actually a situation in which Buddhism is strangling Taoism.

The young Taoist priest, with a raging fire in his heart, embarked on the journey to the west.

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Shattering the vacuum, Pure Yang Holy Fist, five ultimate moves.

This is the realization of the Taoist when he was in seclusion and cultivating.

The best of boxing, just like boxing.

The first punch, the sun and the moon are in the sky.

When the fist is thrown, it emits infinite light, and the enemy is hit on the head as if he sees the sky above him.

In Xilian Zen Temple, amidst the raging fire, the Taoist walked away with his hands behind his back, and the four old, weak, sick and disabled Taoists followed closely, carrying the flag of Nantian Taoist Sect.

This was the first Buddhist temple the Taoist encountered on his journey west, but it was definitely not the last.

Soon, the Kulian Monastery, the Lion Tantric Sect, the Wanhua Dharma Sect... one Buddhist temple after another was engulfed in the endless sea of ​​fire.

No matter who it is, no matter how strong he is, the Taoist always just throws one punch, and the sun and the moon are in the sky.

Defeat all the masters along the way.

In Tianwu Continent, a piece of news swept across the entire territory like a hurricane.

The ancestor of the Nan Tian Dao sect came out of retreat, and Li Xuanzhen, the Pure Yang Holy Fist, went straight to the Five Elements Secret Lotus Sect, the first holy place in Buddhism today.

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"Your cultivation is not bad. You are the strongest person I have seen along the way. You are worthy of my second punch."

"The second holy fist, Chaos Curtain."

Chaos tent.

The fist was thrown out, encompassing the heaven and earth, forming a terrifying spherical aura field, which greatly suppressed the person inside the aura field and made him unable to move. The fist's intent permeated the entire space, making the moves even more powerful.

The Taoist threw a punch, and the old monk in front of him looked terrified. He saw a fist shadow constantly enlarging in his pupils, and finally swallowed him up, and a blood mist suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Abbot!"

Along with the wailing of the monks, the lame young Taoist placed a red cloak intimately on the shoulders of the young Taoist. The four old, weak, sick and disabled Taoists carried the flag of the Nan Tian Taoist Sect and continued their journey westward.

This time, their flags were held straight and their backs were no longer slightly bent as before.

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The Lotus School of the Five Aggregates.

Buddhist temple.

Many monks gathered.

The Buddhist monks from Tianwu Continent gathered together, talking and laughing.

"Thousands of miles of warblers singing, green and red."

"The wine flags of the water village and mountain village are blowing in the wind."

"Tenwu 48000 Temples."

"How many towers are shrouded in mist and rain." A monk recited seven words, which formed a whole poem.

As soon as this poem was published, it attracted unanimous praise from all the monks.

"Haha, good, Master Wuzhen's poem is wonderful."

"In the past two thousand years, since the death of that old villain Li Xuanxian, our Buddhist sect has really flourished."

"With the great Master Wuzhen's poem before me, I have also come up with a poem by my own hand. I hope you Buddhist friends will appreciate it."

"The wind and flowers are invisible in the thousands of miles."

"Hundreds of millions of believers recite the Lotus Sutra."

"Buddhism originally starts with Buddha."

"How can we be on equal footing and have the same reputation?"

"Good! Good poem!"

Just as the monks were cheering, they saw a monk with bare chest and breasts suddenly stand up in the temple and his face changed drastically.

"Tenth Bhumi Buddha, what happened?"

"A distinguished guest has arrived. Everyone, be careful with your words. The Dao Sect is indeed not doomed to fail. Everyone, follow me out to greet him."

"No need for that. The Buddha is the leader of Buddhism. How can I be considered a distinguished guest?"

"The third holy fist, Qimen Tianqi."

Suddenly, a domineering voice came from far away and attacked.

The third punch, Qimen Tianqi.

The fist intention ravages the heaven and earth, cutting the magnetic field, generating violent electric current, attracting thunder and electricity, condensing on the fist moves. Thunder and lightning roar in the spherical aura, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to increase one's own merits. This is the Qimen Revelation.

He can control thunder and lightning as if it were nothing special; he can control gravity and destroy mountains and uproot peaks.

The sky turned into a thunder prison. Lightning snakes as thick as water tanks fell from the sky in a disorderly manner, actually cutting off the golden roof of the Buddhist temple, revealing the terrified figures of the monks.

They only saw a burly figure standing with his hands behind his back, flying towards them at high speed.

The Taoist was surrounded by a huge spherical aura that was slowly rotating. Suddenly, the spherical aura expanded suddenly and enveloped all the monks.

"This must be the Taoist Priest Li Xuanzhen who has gained fame recently. His cultivation is indeed unrivaled. However, the time for the Taoist-Buddhist debate has not yet come. Taoist friend, aren't you a little too impatient?"

“Is there some misunderstanding between us…?”

A monk with white eyebrows drooping to the ground put his hands together towards the Tenth Bhumi Buddha, and with a flash of his body, he stood in front of the Taoist.

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you really need to pick a day to fight?"

"The character '人' is made up of two parts, one left and one right. Only those who stand can speak. The loser, lie down!"

"I am Li Xuanzhen, the poor Taoist priest, and I am here to greet all the Buddhist friends!"

"I came out of retreat and heard that there was a great talent in Buddhism, the Tenth-Stage Venerable. When the Otherworldly Demon Realm was wreaking havoc, he stayed in seclusion and watched my senior brother die in battle. But after my senior brother died, he struck out with a powerful punch and swept across the peak of the Daoist sect."

"Today, I want to try out the Venerable's Ten-Stage Seal Samsara Technique to see if it is really as miraculous and powerful as the rumors say."

The Taoist grinned, a ferocious smile.

The first holy fist, the move of sun and moon in the sky reappears.

With the blessing of the Chaos Curtain Fist Domain, the terrifying fist light, carrying with it the terrifying lightning snake in the sky, swept towards the monks.

This punch emitted infinite light and was breathtaking. The air space swept by the fist was rippling with fish scale-like waves, which was extremely terrifying.

"you…."

"Master, stop talking." The Taoist interrupted again with wild laughter, "Instead of racking your brains to find an excuse, why don't you all come together!"

"The fourth holy fist, the fish dragon leaps."

The fourth holy fist, the leap of fish and dragon, is a terrifying body movement.

The extreme energy burst out, and the Taoist ran at an extraordinary speed, riding the wind. Fishes and dragons jumped and dived to watch the Taoist body. Suddenly he was in front, suddenly behind, his figure flickered and made it difficult to predict. Among thousands of Buddha lights, the Taoist rode the void and suddenly appeared behind the white-browed monk.

The move of the sun and the moon in the same sky reappeared, and a direct blow to the head blasted it directly into the chest and abdomen, and came out from between the thighs.

Then the Taoist changed his body shape again, and punched a monk in the chest. The terrifying fist power penetrated his body, making a big hole in his chest, but the fist continued to move forward, and broke the two unlucky guys behind him into two pieces again, and blood splattered into the sky.

"Everyone, come together and kill this devil!"

The Taoist's boxing is so fierce and murderous that it makes people tremble with fear.

However, there is never a shortage of people who are willing to die in this world. After the initial chaos, the monks formed a formation to resist and, under the leadership of the Tenth Bhumi Bodhisattva, attacked the Taoist priest.

"Good! Good! Good! This is enough!"

"The Fifth Holy Fist! Bright Ring of Heaven and Earth!"

The sky and earth are like a bright ring, and the fist's intent is dazzling, condensing into a ring. When the fist is thrown out, the sky and earth are bright, and when the fist is retracted, the sky and earth are dark. Heavy punches hit continuously, and there is no escape. One punch is better than another. One move has nine strikes, like mercury pouring on the ground, and the fist's intent is pervasive.

The Taoist priest fought like a madman, bathing in blood, determined to seek justice for the sect and his dead brother. He also wanted to use the sharp knife of Buddhism to hone his supreme boxing skills, find the loopholes in his mind, step into the true realm of Zhiyang Wuji, and break through the last layer of window paper.

boom!
The Buddhist temple shook and the mountains roared.

Under the chaotic curtain, terrifying gravity burst out. The Taoist was actually pulling countless objects visible to the naked eye, and with his powerful fist force, he slammed towards the monks.

The struggle for the orthodox doctrine has always resulted in bloodshed.

From time to time, monks would vomit blood and fall from the sky, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.

"It's time now. Everyone help me. Four Buddhist friends, let's attack together!"

Under the cover of the monks, Buddha's fists, holy palms, sharp fingers, and vajra suddenly attacked from all directions and bombarded the Taoist's body everywhere.

These four are the four most powerful monks under the Tenth Bhumi Bodhisattva.

The one who spoke was the Tenth Bhumi Buddha, with a look of anger and murderous intent in his eyes. A strange golden lotus suddenly appeared, emitting infinite golden light, covering the Taoist.

A flash of golden light appeared, and the Taoist's eyes suddenly became confused.

His movements were no longer as agile as before, but became clumsy.

Soon, he was hit in the chest again with a sharp finger.

At this moment, blood was oozing from the corners of the Taoist's mouth, and the questions from his senior brother appeared in his mind.

"Li Xuanzhen, tell me your decision!"

"Do you regret it?"

"It is because of you that the sect has fallen into decline for more than two thousand years. How many uncles, uncles, and disciples have died because of you? In pursuit of your own martial arts, you have indirectly killed so many people. Do you know?"

"You are the sinner of the Nantian Dao Sect, why don't you die to atone for your sins!"

At this moment, the Taoist's eyes were bloodshot and he roared like a madman.

"Brother! But I have never regretted it!"

"I, Li Xuanzhen, have never regretted going to see the scenery from a higher place."

"Also, don't play tricks on me. I, your brother, would never stop me from doing anything. If you stop me and scold me, you are definitely not my brother!"

Different from his previous silence in response to his senior brother's questions, this time, the Taoist's answer was firm and decisive!
boom!
A mental storm emerged, and the Taoist instantly tore Li Xuanxian's figure into pieces within the lake of his heart.

Puff~ Monk Shizhu vomited a mouthful of blood. Just when the Taoist was about to break free from the control of the golden light, his face turned anxious. He immediately pulled off the Buddhist beads from his neck and performed secret seals one after another. It was unknown what secret method he used, but he actually made the Golden Lotus Buddha Light stabilize again.

After being hit hard twice more, the Taoist began to bleed from his mouth and nose, and illusions reappeared in his heart.

This time, he failed in his attempt to regain his true power and fell in a pool of blood, unable to move.

Like a dead dog, waiting to rot and stink.

A cold voice resounded within the cave.

"Li Xuanzhen, do you regret it?"

"I...I don't regret it!"

"I... I am the Pure Yang Taoist! Li Xuanzhen! I will never regret even if I die!"

"Tigers roar in the mountains and whales dominate the sea. How can you know the difference between dragons and earthworms if you don't try!"

"Haha, I... I remember, my holy spear is unparalleled, and my divine fist is invincible!"

"The memory of my self-destruction has been broken!"

"I am! The Pure Yang who shocks the world!"

"I, I understand! (liao)"

At this moment, the Taoist's thoughts were filled with pure yang, without any worries, and the illusion in his heart was shattered.

His body changed again, a tiger was born from the water, a dragon came out from the fire, the dragon and the tiger fought each other, cooking fiercely and refining to the extreme! All the spiritual orifices in his body were opened, seven reversals and nine returns... Terrible changes continued to occur, a majestic warm current emerged, he was actually pure yang refining, completely entered the 22nd level of true kung fu, his spirit filled the void, and his strength surrounded the world of sand.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me break through the barrier and break through the limit again. I can see the scenery at a higher level!"

"The Sixth Holy Fist! Everything turns to ash!"

Everything turned to ashes!

Use intention to create momentum, use momentum to create shape, the essence, energy and spirit are perfectly integrated, the fist is filled with powerful energy, masculine and domineering, carrying a vast force of disaster, sweeping away everything, the space appears distorted like a wrinkle, the fist is instantly at the body, there is no escape.

"And use this trick to send my fellow Buddhists on their way!"

boom!
The body of the Tenth Bhumi Bodhisattva suddenly turned into powder and dissipated with the wind. Where he disappeared, a black hole in space as big as a water tank suddenly appeared.

Half an hour later, the Taoist priest, along with four other Taoist priests, including the old, weak, sick and disabled, left carrying the flag of the Nan Tian Taoist sect.

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In the Pure Yang Holy Palace, on the cliff sea, the Taoist stood facing the wind, his eyes determined. A lame Taoist suddenly chanted:

"The sky is not high, but the human heart is the highest!"

"Tigers roar in the mountains and whales dominate the sea. How can you know the difference between dragons and earthworms if you don't try!"

The scene ends abruptly!

"Strength! Strength! Strength!"

"The spirit fills the void, and the power surrounds the world of sand!"

"Good! Good technique! Very deep red!"

"Twenty-nine and a half million Crimson Dots. Sure enough, there is a reason why they are so expensive."

"This punch must have the power of at least three thousand years!"

Inside the Demon Bear Cave, the Taoist suddenly stood up with a look of ecstasy on his face!

(End of this chapter)