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

Chapter 499: The Supreme Daoist Sect, a Taoist at the Top of the Five Realms, Whose Book is the Unrivaled, Pure Yang Taixuan Sutra
Shen Hui's heart is far stronger than Yi Chen imagined.

Although he was still extremely sad in his heart, Yi Chen could see that after a brief escape, he was already facing reality and trying to find his own Buddhist path.

If such an outstanding monk had not been taken advantage of by the evil spirits outside the courtyard, Yi Chen believed that with his character and cultivation, it would only be a matter of time for him to overcome the tribulation of love. It is estimated that the elders of Daguangming Mountain also thought so.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as "if" among the wonders of heaven and earth within the Five Realms.

The death of the woman named Chun Ya was either an accidental act, or the result of a secret conspiracy by the Mahavira Tianlong Temple, or a conspiracy between a monk in the Great Light Mountain and the Mahavira Tianlong Temple. The truth will never be known and will be buried in endless blood.

Of course, at least half of the credit for the lost truth should be attributed to a certain Taoist priest.

The sky was dimming, and on the Great Light Mountain, three figures stood facing each other.

Shen Hui was standing on the top of the mountain holding the hand of a little monk with red lips and white teeth.

This young monk is naturally Shen Hui’s junior brother, the young monk Shen Ye, who was rescued by Yi Chen at the critical moment.

Although Shen Hui was slapped away by Yi Chen before, and was secretly protected by Yi Chen, Shen Ye was still knocked unconscious by the confrontation of Ji Yuan's turbulent energy, and did not wake up until midnight.

"Shen Ye, don't blame your senior brother. The methods of the evil demons from outer space are far beyond your understanding." Yi Chen stretched out his big hand, touched the smooth head of the stubborn little monk, and sighed.

From the slightly mature eyes of the little monk in front of him, he suddenly thought of Qingfeng and Mingyue, who were about the same age as Shen Ye.

Now Shen Ye's eyes are much more mature than Qingfeng Mingyue's.

But premature maturity is not a good thing, it means experiencing pain prematurely.

Under the protection of Yi Chen and Qing Yunzi, Qingfeng Mingyue still maintains the innocence and cunningness of three years ago.

"Master Yi, I understand." The little monk raised his head and glanced at Yi Chen, but secretly increased the strength of the hand holding Shen Hui, as if he was comforting his senior brother.

"Hey, you little monk, you know nothing."

"I'll give you eight words: Deep love does not bring longevity, and extreme wisdom will bring harm. You are just a little brat, why are you trying to act like an adult? If you want to cry, just cry."

"Although your senior brother is extremely intelligent, the path he chose is destined to be difficult, dangerous, and muddy. If you are tired or encounter any difficulties, come to Zhuilong Mountain to find me or Qingyunzi." Yi Chen slapped Shen Ye on the butt and scolded with a smile.

"Master Yi..."

After being slapped and talked over by Yi Chen, Shen Ye could no longer hold back. He immediately let out a loud cry and hugged his senior brother's thigh and burst into tears, crying until he was out of breath.

"Buddhist friend, look at what I am doing. It is a good thing that the little guy can cry. Don't think that everyone can be as powerful as you."

"Well, if you brothers have any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to Zhuilong Mountain to find me. I will definitely help you if I can."

After waving his hand casually, Yi Chen immediately flew quickly towards the direction of Tai Shang Taoist Sect.

Of course, the process of going to the nearby big city through the teleportation array for a "transfer" took a bit of time for the conversation with Shen Hui. Otherwise, he would not be able to arrive at the Tai Shang Dao Gate at the agreed time.

When darkness reaches its extreme, it becomes light.

The morning star faded, and the sky turned pale.

The little monk Shen Ye, who was tired of crying, fell asleep leaning on Shen Hui's shoulder.

Sitting high on the mountain top, with his eyes lowered, he looked at the rising sun and sighed:
"The world is a cycle of reincarnation for all living beings, and the cycle of cause and effect has a fixed number."

"A temple should be convenient for both people and oneself. It is better to build it at the foot of a mountain than on the top of a mountain."

"The temple I rebuilt should be called Hongchen Temple."

At this moment, perhaps because the sun was too bright, the young monk Shen Ye woke up slowly, and the first thing he saw was the warm and big face of his senior brother.

"Shen Ye, would you like to become a Buddha together with Brother in this world?"

"Craving and attachment make up the five aggregates. They come together to form the body."

"Flesh and blood connect the tendons and bones. The skin is a pile of dust."

"A lost man is happy. A wise man does not seek relatives."

"All four phases have returned to the end. Only when you call it seriously can it be true."

After reciting a verse, divine wisdom and Buddha's light flowed, his whole body became clear, and his eyes were filled with great compassion, just like nirvana.

No one knew what he realized in just one or two hours.

"Brother, OK!"

Shen Ye grabbed the handsome monk's robe and responded with a crisp "OK".

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"Look, that mountain ghost can't drink the Taoist's wine~"

"Shen Hui can't smoke the cigarette handed to him by Yue Lao~"

"I can't keep you by my side if you want to leave~"

"I can only hate that it's hard to have both in this world~"

"Wuhu~"

Above the vast blue sky, a majestic Taoist priest who had just completed his transformation was humming a strange slang song and flying quickly.

He held a jar of old wine in his big hands, sang a line and then took a sip, letting the clear wine wet his clothes, looking free and easy and heroic.

“I don’t know what price His Majesty paid in order to get the Supreme Dao Sect to hand over the “Three Corpses Slaying Martial God Sutra”.”

"However, considering your Majesty's evil heart, I guess he won't be able to offer a high price. The Supreme Dao Sect doesn't have many chips in its hands."

"Forget it. This is none of my business. Your Majesty gave me the martial arts manual to make things easier for me. I just need to keep improving my strength and kill those evil people. Even if Your Majesty doesn't give a penny, that's his ability."

Thinking of the information about Asuna that the evil rat demon revealed before his death, Yi Chen's expression became solemn and his interest in singing disappeared immediately.

Asuna's strength was unknown, so he had to be extremely cautious in his response.

If I could push the Pure Yang Refining Extreme True Method to the twenty-fifth level before facing this beast...
Thinking of this, Yi Chen glanced at the balance of the crimson dot on the virtual light screen in front of his eyes, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Hiss~ Do you want me, Jia Loulan, to suffer in the devil realm again? This is not good~"

As Yi Chen's mind was turning, a towering fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist was already in sight on the distant skyline.

"Forget it. This "Three Corpses Killing Martial God Technique" is so strange and extraordinary. Let's see how much discount it can give me first."

Yi Chen never doubted whether he could comprehend the true meaning of this sutra and truly enter the door.

What a joke! With Yi Chengzi's amazing wisdom, he would never believe that there was such an awesome martial arts scripture in the Fifth Realm!

"Brother, take a bite. Your road is over."

Yi Chen lifted the sturdy mountain ghost in his right hand in front of him, drank the last gulp of liquor in the jar, and then sprayed the liquor mixed with Ji Yuan on the mountain ghost's madly struggling and roaring body.

For a moment, it was like morning dew meeting the scorching sun, the mountain ghost's figure evaporated in an instant, and a stream of information immediately appeared in Yi Chen's eyes.

Yi Chen accidentally encountered this mountain ghost on his way to Tai Shang Taoist Sect. As for why he killed it only now... it was for fun.

This mountain ghost is different from other mountain ghosts in the illustrations~
Yi Chen had never seen a mountain ghost that looked like a Smurf, with its two balls sticking out and wandering around outside. It looked quite perverted, so he caught it and studied it for a while.

Unfortunately, it can't drink the wine of Chunyang!

The Taoist raised his sword-like eyebrows, looked at the towering green mountains in front of him, flew on the wind, and slowly descended.

As the huge stone tablet engraved with the four gilded characters of "Taishang Taoism" continued to enlarge in front of his eyes, Haoran's poem suddenly resounded throughout the airspace.

It is majestic and domineering!
"His majesty, wisdom and martial prowess are unrivaled in their abilities."

"Heroes make the world go round with laughter."

"All the giants of heaven and earth praise his power." "A Taoist at the top of the fifth realm!"

As the poem of a Taoist at the top of the fifth realm fell, Yi Chen no longer concealed his aura. His saintly power reached the highest level, and he slowly stopped after breaking through the power of the fourth realm of breaking the limit.

"The Great Qin State Master Yi Chengzi has come to the Supreme Dao Sect to pay respects, and I hope all the fellow Daoists will come and have a chat!"

The sound of the Tao spread in all directions, and for a moment the entire Tai Shang Taoist sect was shaken!

Countless masters rushed out and looked at the Taoist at the foot of the mountain with horror.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Yichengzi... How could Taoist Master Yichengzi be so powerful!"

Countless Taoists’ eyes popped out.

With a flash of their bodies, two powerful figures suddenly appeared.

It was Ying Si and Huan Shuzi who looked shocked.

In order to reduce some troubles when he controls the human realm sect in the future, Yi Chen decided that today is the best day to give the Supreme Taoist sect a little shocking Pure Yang today!

Seeing the real master coming out, the Great Qin State Master, who had successfully established his authority, immediately restrained his spirit and spirit, and Ying Si immediately introduced:

"Fellow Daoist Huan, let me introduce you to this person. This person is our Great Qin State Master, Daoist Master Yi Chengzi!"

"Master, I'm sorry for making such a big fuss."

Seeing the smile on Ying Si's face, Yi Chen also changed his previous solemn expression, and bowed to Huan Shuzi in front of him with a smile on his face:
"I, Yichengzi, have long admired the immortal mountain of the Supreme Dao Sect, but unfortunately I have been entangled in worldly affairs and have not been able to go there. I was overjoyed to see it today, but I was a little excited and lost my composure."

"I hope Fellow Daoist Huan won't take offense."

"It's just a small gift, not a token of respect. I hope you won't despise it."

Yi Chen smiled and presented his gift for visiting the mountain, a big blue tail with five circles of various colors at the end of the tail!

"Ah...ah? Master Yi, you are too polite. This...what is this?" Looking at the big blue tail that Yi Chen stuffed into his hand with a painful look on his face, the shock on Huan Shuzi's face became even more intense.

"Oh, this is the mountain ghost's tail. I spent a lot of effort to find this rare thing."

"Fellow Daoist, please do not underestimate this thing. This blue mountain ghost is very rare. It is estimated that a mutation has occurred. It is extremely precious. It is estimated that there is no second one in the entire human realm."

Yi Chen immediately explained with understanding.

Looking at Yi Chen who looked proud, and then at Ying Si who was talking and laughing beside him, Huan Shuzi opened his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, he raised his hand:
"My two Taoist friends have come from afar, please come into the mountain and drink a cup of spiritual tea."

"No, it's too much trouble. I heard that the Bailing Banquet of the Supreme Taoist Sect is famous in Dongzhou. Why don't we eat first~"

Yi Chen suggested immediately.

"Your Majesty is truly a kind person~"

Looking at the backs of Yi Chen and Ying Si going up the mountain, Huan Shuzi rubbed his stiff face and called a young Taoist priest to say:

"Zuwangji, go prepare the Bailing Feast. Oh, and ask the chef to stew this blue tail and add it to the Bailing Feast."

"Such a precious tail should be served to our distinguished guests."

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After eating and drinking, the satisfied Great Qin locusts came to a deep abyss.

“Is this the ‘Martial God Technique for Killing the Three Corpses’?” Looking at the twisted words like tadpoles on the stone wall of Jueyuan, Yi Chen was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, I have heard for a long time that Master Yi has amazing attainments in martial arts. I wonder if you can see some of his skills?" Huan Shuzi said with a pockmarked face.

"No hurry, this is easy."

Yi Chen's face solemnized and he immediately sat down cross-legged.

Carefully imprint all the words on the Jueyuan stone wall in your heart.

Suddenly, he stretched out a finger, and a soybean-sized bulge appeared on the tip of his finger, which began to expand and contract rhythmically like a heart.

"This...Master Yi, what is this doing?" Huan Shuzi was stunned and couldn't help but ask Ying Si, who was standing beside him with a solemn look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Huan, you don't understand. I never thought that the State Master's control over his body would reach this level. His physique is so strong that it is unparalleled in the world."

"If I'm not mistaken, the Imperial Master is using tiny bits of flesh and blood to create a small human circulation to simulate his own martial arts performance. If you don't believe me, just watch~"

bang~
With a slight sound, a soybean-sized particle at Yi Chen's fingertips exploded into a ball of blood mist as it beat more and more violently.

"Your Majesty, what is Master Yi doing...?"

"It's obvious that the national teacher has failed in his training." Ying Si said nonchalantly.

Compared to Yi Chen's failure, he was more shocked by Yi Chen's absolute control over his body.

Powerful, no need to say more.

It doesn’t matter if you fail once, because failure is the mother of success.

At this time, God's mentality was still very stable.

Yi Chen adjusted his mentality and immediately began his second martial arts performance.

Bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang

Soon, bang bang sounds were heard again and again, and four pieces of crystal clear finger bones were exposed on Yi Chen's left hand.

"Master, why don't we just forget it~" Ying Si looked at Yi Chen's gloomy face and couldn't help but comfort him in a gentle voice.

"No! Damn it! This martial arts classic simply doesn't take me seriously."

The angry Qin State Master suddenly stood up, and this time his eyes flashed with divine light, and he actually bet on all the broiler chickens he had earned from cutting leeks in the Demon Realm.

Based on the previous ninety-nine failures, Yi Chen felt that he was only one step away from success.

Deep within the Pure Yang Prison of Fire, as countless broiler chickens gradually dimmed, a joyful smile suddenly blossomed on the Taoist's mouth amidst the shocked looks in Ying Si and Huan Shuzi's eyes.

"I have realized it!"

He spread out his hand, and a vortex of light and spiritual energy suddenly swirled and leaped in the Taoist's palm.

"Damn it, Dao Zun is such a bad old man."

"The characters are not characters, the shapes are not shapes. Some characters in this scripture are characters, while some characters are the paths of true energy running through the form. There are infinite changes with every step. Fellow Daoist Huan Shuzi, I will not eat your Bailing Feast in vain. This martial art, which was born out of the "Three Corpses Slashing Martial God Sutra", is given to you, the Supreme Daoist Sect."

In the blink of an eye, the Taoist had the holy spear in his hand and began to write rapidly on the ground.

Who wrote the peerless Pure Yang Tai Xuan Sutra?
After a full cup of tea, the Taoist priest put down the holy spear in his hand with great enthusiasm.

The five big characters of Chunyang Taixuan Sutra fell at the end.

After many times of spiritual reflection, Yi Chen's martial arts practice has reached the level he is today. He is no longer a Wuxia A'mon. After painstaking comprehension, he finally relied on his amazing wisdom to decipher the Taoist's "game" and successfully practiced the first level of "The Three Corpses Killing Martial Arts God Technique".

However, he is no longer planning to practice the later part. It’s not that he, Yi Chengzi, can’t afford it, but using Crimson is more cost-effective.

At this moment, Yi Chen already understood that the crimson points he needed to advance his true power were only 750 million crimson points.

Suddenly, a hint of cruelty appeared on the Taoist's brows, and his ferocious aura made Huan Shuzi and Ying Si's eyebrows jump!
"I must gather the last 40 to 50 million Crimson Points before I face Asuna."

"No big deal."

"If you suffer any more in the demon realm, the infamy will be borne by the Saint Venerable!"

(End of this chapter)