Self-struggle starting from Douluo

While the conversation was going on in the temple, the Light Festival at the altar in Qianping was about to begin.

Tens of thousands of devout believers were bowing to the altar from afar; those closer were envoys from various countries and leaders of major forces; the closest to the altar were the Xiling priest and two divine chariots.

One of the divine chariots was extremely huge, with a thousand feet of light shining through the layers of veils. In the light, there was a tall figure, who was none other than the headmaster of the Xiling Divine Temple.

The divine chariot on the side was relatively small, but its red gauze was as red as blood, and it looked indescribably solemn and cold. A beautiful woman in the chariot sat with her chin propped up, and her black hair was like a waterfall. She was the high priest of judgment, Ye Hongyu.

After everyone arrived, a very thin white line suddenly appeared in the clear blue sky above Taoshan Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, a sword appeared on the ground in front of Taoshan.

Liu Bai's sword.

Liu Bai, as a guest official of Xiling, did not come in person, but his sword came.

The dean of Tianyu Academy, who was standing next to the divine chariot, was in charge of arranging the ceremony procedures for the Light Festival today. Seeing that the headmaster had not given any instructions, he signaled that the ceremony officially began.

The sacred Taoist music sounded all over Taoshan, gradually gathered in the front yard, and entered everyone's ears. The breath between heaven and earth danced with the music.

The peach blossoms on the mountainside between the hills trembled lightly in the wind, and the petals became more pink and bloomed. Then they flew up in the wind, floated down the peach mountain, and danced in the air above the front yard.

The peach blossoms fell down one after another, turning into a grand rain of flowers.

Tens of thousands of believers were bathed in the rain of flowers, and all of them had knelt down. The peach petals fell on their bodies, gradually turning into extremely soft light, then seeping into their clothes, penetrating through their skin, and finally entering their flesh and blood, before gradually disappearing.

This was a miracle, and tens of thousands of believers became even more fanatical.

After a series of complicated procedures, the ceremony of the Festival of Light finally came to the most important part: offering sacrifice to the sky!

The sacrifice was a fat man named Chen Pipi. He was the son of the abbot of the Taoist Zhishou Temple, one of the twelfth gentlemen of the academy, and the youngest person in the world to reach the state of knowing destiny.

The sacrifice to heaven did not start immediately, everyone was waiting.

Based on the academy’s usual style, it is impossible for them not to come to rescue people, so this Light Festival is also a siege against the academy!

Finally, they waited for a little girl.

……

Tang Xiaotang, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, the second-generation disciple of the academy, and the apprentice of the Third Master Yu Lian, wielded an iron rod and killed her way up from the foot of Taoshan Mountain.

No one expected that only a second-generation disciple came to the academy and allowed her to rush all the way to the altar.

This is a death sentence.

There were many wounds on her body, and blood kept flowing onto the ground, but she still waved the iron rod stubbornly like a mad little wolf cub.

The practice of Buddhism emphasizes the word "enlightenment".

The practice of the Demon Sect emphasizes two words: fighting.

But Tang Xiaotang was still too young after all, and there were too many strong men around the altar. She kept fighting and getting hurt. Her innocent face was full of stubbornness and ruthlessness, but soon she didn't know how many bones were broken, and even the iron rod in her hand was knocked away.

Looking at the many powerful practitioners around the altar, Tang Xiaotang smiled and said to Chen Pipi: "I don't think I can take you with me."

Before the real strong man took action, she had already lost her weapon and her fighting ability.

Chen Pipi's fat was trembling, and he asked with a look of distress in his eyes: "Don't worry, I won't die. None of us can die. Although everyone has to die, in my opinion, at least I won't die today."

Tang Xiaotang raised his head, looked at him hopefully and asked, "Can you do it?"

Chen Pipi smiled and shook his head and said, "You still have an uncle who hasn't met yet. He can't just watch his nephew die here, right?"

Tang Xiaotang thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "You mean, Uncle Qinghuan?"

"Hey, good nephew!"

Someone answered.

All of a sudden, everyone's expression changed. Even the head teacher on the divine chariot sat up straight, ready for battle.

A monk in a moon-white robe appeared silently beside the altar, looked at Tang Xiaotang with a smile, and said, "I like this little girl. I accept you as my nephew!"

Chen Pipi grinned and said excitedly: "Brother, you are finally here. If you hadn't come, I would have been burned to death!"

Qing Huan blinked and said, "Your fat will definitely produce a lot of oil when it burns."

Tang Xiaotang looked at Chen Pipi, then at Qinghuan. After confirming his identity, she performed the academy salute and said in a cute voice, "Tang Xiaotang, hello to Uncle Master!"

"Good girl, get up quickly."

Qing Huan smiled and asked her to stand up, then took off a rosary from his wrist and handed it to her, saying, "I am a poor monk and don't have any good things, so I will give you the rosary."

Chen Pipi hurriedly urged: "Quick, take it."

Tang Xiaotang took it without knowing what was going on. Then she was stunned, her mouth slightly opened, and she stared at the rosary in her hand in astonishment.

One of the beads on the rosary suddenly glowed with golden light, which illuminated Tang Xiaotang's body. Under the gaze of countless people, her body seemed to go backwards in time. The blood on her clothes flowed back into the wound, and then the wound closed up and disappeared...

Even the torn animal skin clothes were visibly restored to their original state. The golden light dissipated, and the glowing bead cracked, falling off the string and onto the ground.

Tang Xiaotang's body returned to its peak state, but her realm of advancement was not affected at all!

There are eighteen beads in the rosary, one is missing, but it means it can still be used seventeen times.

This is... the law of time!
Everyone was silent. This was Haotian's unique law, but it had been mastered by someone!
This was the greatest blasphemy against Haotian. The Xiling priests thought so but did not dare to scold.

This is the biggest threat to Haotian. Other masters of cultivation think so, but they have ambitions in their hearts.

The law of time that only Haotian can master can be mastered by others...Faith does not allow for doubt, but the growing ambition in one's heart shakes one's faith.

The eyes of many practitioners began to become fiery and their faith began to waver.

Many people have noticed this.

An angry majesty descended from the peak of Taoshan Mountain and enveloped the entire front yard. This was a power that did not belong to the human world.

Heavy rain began to fall from the sky, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth was filled with anger. Believers kowtowed one after another, and even the head of Xiling knelt on his knees in the divine chariot.

Ye Hongyu thought about it, and slowly changed from a sitting position to a kneeling position.

Everyone in front of Taoshan knelt down, including the Buddhist monks. Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang chose to sit down.

Only Qinghuan stood there unaffected, and stood straight.

Smiling and looking up, Qing Huan looked at the highest point of the temple, at the tall and fat woman on the terrace of the temple, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for a while, and you have become much more irritable... They say that a big heart makes a fat body, but how come you are so fat with such a small heart?"

A majestic force descended from the Taoshan Temple of Light and arrived at the front of Taoshan.

This power is so terrifying, countless times stronger than the previous power of heaven and earth!
This is Haotian’s revelation, the power bestowed by Haotian.

There was only one person in the Apocalypse Realm in the entire Qianping, and that was the headmaster of Xiling, so the headmaster smiled and raised his hand, ready to accept the Apocalypse bestowed by Haotian.

He knew that Haotian was angry, so he gave him power and asked him to judge this rebellious monk on Haotian's behalf.

However, this tremendous divine power did not enter the master's body.

People looked at a place in front of Taoshan with pale faces. It was a little far from the altar and in a very remote location. There stood ordinary deacons of the temple and those inconspicuous servants of Tianyuyuan, a sea of ​​black.

The majestic divine power from the Temple of Light fell on the crowd there, and on a young man in green.

Haotian's divine power kept pouring into his body and never stopped.

The servant raised his head, looked at the astonished crowd, and grinned with very white teeth.

He is Ning Que, his lover is Haotian, his natal creature is Sangsang, who is also Haotian. He and Haotian are the people who are most closely connected!

This greatest apocalypse in history was intercepted by him in its entirety, and his realm was temporarily pushed above the fifth realm!
During the period of Apocalypse, Ning Que was invincible!

Liu Bai's sword, which had been ignored all along, suddenly turned from extremely quiet to extremely moving, whistling through the air and flying towards Taoshan Mountain.

The sword intent originated from thousands of miles away and spanned between heaven and earth.

There are two large clear light formations set up between the peach mountains, each one is more powerful than the other. Even a strong man at the peak of destiny would find it difficult to break through in a short period of time.

But Liu Bai's sword was too fast, and it treated all the barriers in the world as nothing. It directly broke through the formation and sank into the Temple of Light!

"Take a ride!"

Qinghuan disappeared shortly after him, and when he reappeared, he was already in the Temple of Light.

……

The goddess was very angry, she had never been so angry before, and her anger was almost overwhelming her reason.

Her power was intercepted by Ning Que, and the connection between her and Ning Que was re-established, extremely close. She could even feel what Ning Que was feeling at that moment.

But what made her even more angry was that the two colorful gems on Ning Que's body melted in the light of Apocalypse and turned into two tears.

That is the tear relic, the product of Qinghuan's emotions. A monk who pursues inner peace, once he is moved by emotions, the surging momentum is unstoppable, and even Qinghuan himself can only be transformed into a relic!

The two drops of tears merged into Ning Que's body. Through the close connection between her and Ning Que, the violent emotional fluctuations continuously impacted her heart like a wave!

Those were extremely complex emotions, and they were superimposed on each other. They were so intense that she could hardly breathe. She could not distinguish the specific emotions at all. Her heart was like the sea, with huge emotional waves.

Just at this moment, Liu Bai's sword was quietly suspended in the air a few feet behind her.

The monk who appeared right behind her stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, looked at her quietly, and gently extended his right hand forward.

It was the first time for the monk to hold the sword, but he had a telepathic connection with the sword, so he knew exactly how to hold the sword and how to stab it...

Liu Bai's sword was also the first time that he truly experienced the unity of man and sword. It was clearly just one man and one sword, but they were completely integrated and indistinguishable from each other. This made both parties extremely happy, and the sword that stabbed out was also extremely sharp and fast.

Liu Bai is the sword and Qing Huan is the man holding the sword, but at the same time, Qing Huan is also the sword and Liu Bai is the man holding the sword.

Being able to understand each other's minds and share the same feelings is called "telepathy"! (End of this chapter)