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

Chapter 534: Desire is the way of heaven! Times and heroes, Dad, we are really awesome, the attack of the world-shaking Chunyang

"For such an important matter, it's better to be cautious, but it's better not to take too long." Asna smiled slightly and did not let Po Xun give his answer immediately. He stretched out his finger and drew in the air. A Taoist figure suddenly appeared under the dome of the palace in the bright purple light.

A cold light suddenly flashed across the eyes of the tall purple crystal figure.

"In that case, old friend, in the Southern Wild Star Region, my one spirit and your sub-body worked together to conquer an interesting indigenous world. Do you have any impression of this boy?"

The Taoist figure in Asuna's imaginary painting was actually the image of Yi Chen.

The light and shadow under the dome fluctuated at a strange frequency, as if many other characteristics and information about the Taoist were hidden in this strange fluctuation.

"Yichengzi? I have some impression of him. One of my sub-bodies died at his hands. Now it seems that your sub-bodies have also suffered a great loss at his hands."

As the topic changed, Bo Xun's expression relaxed, not as serious as before. He glanced at Yi Chen's image, but chuckled at Asuna.

"Yes, although he is just a waste that I exiled, he represents my reputation after all. Yi Chengzi dared to humiliate my spirit, so I must punish him."

"The southeastern star region is your territory now, so I want to send a subordinate of the ninth level of the immortal stage to the Southern Wilderness. Today I would like to take this opportunity to talk to you about it." Asuna said in a cold voice, with a rather casual tone.

An ant at the second level of the Immortal Realm is just a larger ant. If the Southeast Star Region was not the territory of Po Xun and if today was not the right time to meet, Yi Chengzi's name would not have been qualified to appear in his conversation with Po Xun today.

"Yichengzi, to say that he has a minor disease is a compliment to him. He is just an ignorant and fearless native."

Bo Xun waved his hand, indicating that these were just trivial matters.

"By the way, which subordinate are you going to send?"

"Let's take the Teng Snake. It's the closest to the Southern Wilderness Star Region. I'll lend it an Immortal Gold Token to help it. It will be there within five years.

Tengshe has just helped me conquer Tianshui Realm and successfully ascended to the ninth level of Xiantai. This time, I just let it go to relax. After all, it has been attacking Tianshui Realm for three thousand years, and it has worked hard. All the spiritual power of Lingxia Realm will be given to it as a reward. "Asna said casually, obviously he already had a plan for how to deal with Yi Chen.

With just a few words, he can decide the fate of countless lives in the world. This is a powerful person with Tao Fruit, who can truly speak the will of heaven.

"The snake demon that is one of the five spirit generals under your command? It seems that Yi Chengzi has really offended you. This snake has a good bloodline. With its talent, even a cultivator of the ninth level of the Immortal Stage who has been in the Immortal Stage for many years may not be its opponent."

"Well, this Yichengzi didn't know how to fight, and he also killed one of my disciples." The boy who was transformed by Poxun pondered for a moment, then raised his head and smiled.
"In that case, I will add icing on the cake and let the Red Flower Buddha of the Southeast Star Region go with us. The Red Flower Buddha's cultivation is not inferior to that of the Teng Snake. With his help, we can open the Flesh and Blood Nest and jump to the node closest to the Southern Wilderness Star Region.

It doesn’t take five years, just half a year, and you can reach the vicinity of Lingxia Realm.”

"To be honest with you, my friend, Yichengzi is just a bonus. I am also quite interested in the secrets of the Lingxia Realm. And I want Yichengzi's corpse. I can give you all his spirit." The boy transformed by Po Xun stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile.

"Old friend, it seems that you still don't quite believe in me. Well, deal!" Asna raised his eyebrows and finally agreed.

The true form of the Red Flower Buddha is a ghost-faced man-eating plant that was enlightened and tamed by Bo Xun. It has been more than three thousand years since its cultivation broke into the ninth level of the Immortal Stage. It is a general deployed by Bo Xun in the southeastern star field, sitting in the Nest of Flesh and Blood!
In just a few words, the two of them had even decided on the distribution of Yi Chen's body.

Compared with the killing of the native Yichengzi and Asuna's Yinlu plan, it was a very small matter.

"Asuna, if I agree to your Yinlu plan, can you show me the third Dao fruit you have hidden?"

Just as the portal under the dome was about to disappear, Po Xun on the other side of the portal suddenly spoke.

"Don't push your luck, Bo Xun. I've shown you enough sincerity!"

"Half a year, at most. Give me an answer whether you agree or not."

Asuna waved his hand, and the image of the portal under the dome suddenly disappeared.

The spherical palace fell into dead silence again.

After a while, the figure on the amethyst throne suddenly let out a long breath, and a brightly colored strange fruit rose from his head and finally fell into his palm.

There are no words that can describe the powerful temptation of this Taoist fruit. It is like a delicious and juicy fruit, tempting others to swallow it in one gulp all the time.

This is the last fruit of Tao hidden by Asuna—the fruit of desire!
"The galaxy is infinite."

“Desire lasts forever.”

"Desire is the way of heaven!"

Gazing at the magnificent Taoist fruit with nine golden rings in his palm, a smile suddenly appeared on Asuna's cold face.

With a big mouth, the fruit of desire suddenly turned into a stream of light and was swallowed by the purple crystal figure in one gulp!
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In the human world, the setting sun melts gold.

In a small mountain village surrounded by green water, a white-haired old man and a young child were enjoying the cool air under a willow tree in the yard.

The most eye-catching thing in this inconspicuous house is the five tall and straight willow trees.

The child is innocent and cute, the old man has a thin face, and his eyes sparkle with wisdom.

Between the grandfather and grandson, tea was boiling on a table.

At this moment, the naughty child was holding a book and reading it with great interest. After a while, the child suddenly raised his cute head from the book, pointed to a line of words on the book and asked:
"Grandpa, Grandpa, the book says that heroes make the times, so what is a hero and what is the times~"

The old man whose thoughts were interrupted by his little grandson put down the book in his hand, looked at his little grandson who had already turned into a hundred thousand questions, he was not angry, but explained with a doting smile.

"Rui Er, getting to the bottom of things is a good habit in learning. For any knowledge, you have to ask why, right?"

"Is it the times that make heroes or heroes that make the times? There is no definitive answer to this question. But I think that heroes and the times complement and depend on each other."

"Think about the story grandpa told you. Before the Qin Dynasty, when the nations were in turmoil, there was a darker period of time called the Five Dynasties."

"For thousands of years, the country has been in turmoil, the years have been bad, have any heroes been born in such times? No, so even in this era of turmoil, which is like fire and is frying people's lives, there may not necessarily be heroes, but only batches of insects."

"After that, all parties competed with each other. Sects, noble families, the court, and hundreds of families fought each other. Countless heroes fought each other. Seven countries stood side by side and heroes emerged. How did the people live?"

"During that period, the nations frequently fought against each other and the people were displaced. What kind of situation did these heroes create?"

"There is even a novelist who jokes that once a hero draws his sword, it will be a century of disaster for the people."

"So Grandpa believes that the times and heroes are born when they meet and complement each other." "For example, the thousand-year-old emperor of the Qin Dynasty is as fierce as a tiger and has a sharp vision. He used the remaining energy of the six generations to end the chaotic world. He can be regarded as a model of a hero meeting the times."

"After countless years of turmoil, people's minds have settled down. This is the trend of the times. The thousand-year-old emperor Ying Si took advantage of the situation and rose up. He is extraordinary and brave. This is a hero. When heroes meet the trend of the times, they become the Qin that dominates the world today."

"Then Grandpa, since Ying Si is a hero, then the Great Qin State Master, Taoist Master Yi Chengzi, is he also a hero?"

"Master Yichengzi rose from obscurity and swept through all the sects in the world, suppressing them so much that they dared not raise their heads. He gets along well with His Majesty the Thousand-Year Emperor as a subject, so he is naturally a hero!" The old man touched the boy's sky-high bun and said with a doting smile.

"But my grandson heard from Wang Yuanwai and others in the village that Taoist Master Yi relied on his outstanding cultivation to levy heavy taxes and compete with the people for profit. He is a natural killer. Why is he also considered a hero?"

"I heard that he once personally took up his spear and attacked the elderly, children, women and children, beheading thousands of them. Can such a person who doesn't follow the way of benevolence and righteousness as described in the book be considered a hero? He should be a big bear!" The child rolled his eyes and said unconvincedly,

"And I've heard people say that Master Yi is extremely licentious, having sex with princesses at night and staying in brothels during the day, often singing and dancing day and night."

The old man held the child in his arms, poured himself a cup of tea with a smile, and after a moment's thought, he explained:

"Rui'er, Grandpa wants to ask you, since Taoist Master Yichengzi joined Daqin, have the lives of your uncles and aunts around you become better or worse than before?"

"Is it true that Wang's family is going from bad to worse, while your other uncles are doing better and better. They can get a few pounds of meat to eat every year or festival. The promising young people in the village have also learned advanced martial arts and are no longer afraid of wolves and tigers in the mountains?"

"A hero is not a perfect person."

"Rui'er, there is a very cruel fact in this world. No matter how tall and upright a warrior is, he will inevitably cast a shadow behind him when he moves forward. Only when he falls down will the insects hiding in the shadow have no escape."

"And there are some more powerful warriors who will still hold their heads high and stand firm even if they die. The insects in the shadow under their protection will celebrate and secretly announce to the surroundings that it is because of the shadow cast by the warrior that they can live so comfortably. If you are dissatisfied, just blame the warrior."

"Why is this so? Because in this world, wherever there are people, there are interests, and where there are interests, there will be factions and groups."

"If Taoist Master Yi wants to do something, he will definitely offend other mountain leaders, so some people hate him to the core, some people profit from him, and some people rely on the power of the national teacher to seek personal gain."

"This world is not a black-and-white world. It's just a question of who gets to eat the biggest piece of meat."

"Grandpa, you still haven't explained clearly what a hero is?" The child lying in the old man's arms bit his fingers, turned his head and looked up at the old man's gaunt face and asked.

"Whether you are a hero or not is actually very simple. A hero always stands on the side of the most people. Just look at whether the hero shares the fat with more people after taking the big piece of meat."

"If he does better than the person before him, he is a great hero."

"If someone does better than him in the future, then he is not a hero. He is not a hero. He is a pest that prevents the world from becoming a better place."

"According to this logic, Taoist Master Yi must be considered a great hero now!" The old man's big hands covered with age spots pinched the child's chubby face and laughed, "Silly child, don't tell other uncles and aunts in the village about those bad things about the national teacher, otherwise they will definitely scold you."

"What about the night-time prostitution princess, the daily singing, the state teacher who only eats three meals a day, the Taoist companions who only have two or three people, not even a fraction of the number of Wang Yuanwai's concubines, this is not a big deal for the great hero."

"Rui'er, you are still young now. When you grow up, you will understand how precious it is for a national teacher to have only two or three Taoist companions who are acquainted with him."

"In this world, there are many fairies who want to climb onto the bed of the national teacher, but they just can't get in." The old man looked deep, his head looking up at the sky, as if he was lost in some memories.

The child nodded, not quite understanding. He struggled to jump out of the old man's arms, picked up the "Legend of the Qin Heroes" on the table, and turned to another page.

It has always been Tao Ruirui's good habit to ask when he doesn't understand.

He immediately pointed to a line of words in the text and continued to ask:

"Grandpa, what does selling hooks mean!"

"In this section, the handsome and elegant Taoist priest Lingmao angrily scolded and beheaded the evil monk, saying that you, Jue Yan, who was born as a hook seller, have no right to talk about morality in front of me, Taoist priest Lingmao!"

"Fuck your mother!"

"Grandpa, I know what I mean by fuck your mom, but what does this selling hooks mean?" the child asked with childish eyes.

At this moment, Mr. Wu Liu, who lived in seclusion in the mountains, finally changed his expression and was shocked. He snatched the storybook "The Heroes of the Great Qin" from his grandson's hand and turned directly to the author's page, where he saw the three big words "Miao Zhenjun" prominently displayed.

"Grandpa, you said that we should ask why for any knowledge, right? Then what exactly is selling hooks?"

Seeing that the old man did not respond for a long time, the child could not help but shook the old man's arm and asked.

This time, facing his grandson's questioning, Mr. Wu Liu looked embarrassed. He was flipping through "The Heroes of the Great Qin" quickly and was deeply shocked by the wild plot of the novel.

This is not the Legend of the Heroes of the Great Qin, this is clearly the Taoist Black Cat's Journey to Hunt for Beauties in the Great Qin, which tells the story of the Taoist Black Cat and his father traveling around the world.

The words that appear most frequently in the story are the Black Cat Taoist’s exclamation: Dad, we are so awesome!

"Rui Er, you are not allowed to read this kind of novel anymore."

"Especially this guy called Miao Zhenjun, you are absolutely not allowed to touch him again."

Qingfeng was illiterate and flipped through the book randomly. When the title page was opened, what caught his eye was a huge black cat head with the three big words "Miao Zhenjun" underneath it standing out particularly well.

At this moment, the land of Hades.

Yi Chen had no idea that the blessings from the nine levels of the two immortal platforms were rushing towards him, and he was still on his way to the battlefield.

The cloaked figure sped along the way, and as his figure flashed, a boundary line of yellow sand appeared in the distance.

At this moment, Yi Chen had actually walked out of the yellow sand plain and came to another red land.

With a light stroke of the holy spear, more than a dozen black stone monsters more than ten meters tall that were wandering on the red land in the distance shattered immediately.

The terrifying black stone monster that was comparable to a true lord of Taoism was now worthless in Yi Chen's eyes.

Miaozi spread his legs and ran all the way, picking up all the crystal cores left behind by the shattered Black Stone Monster, both black and red.

"Dad, we are awesome!"

Jumping back onto Yi Chen’s shoulder, Miaozi couldn’t help but raised his head and sighed!
(End of this chapter)