King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 26 Qinglian Sword Immortal
More than two months have passed since the First World War on the Loess Plateau. More than two months ago, two supreme powerhouses fell one after another, causing the world to be in turmoil. The power of the two Brahma organizations has been greatly reduced.

On the endless prairie, Zhang Daoyi felt that his soul was integrated with this endless green land. In a trance, he sensed the dragon veins of the earth rising from the distant Kunlun Mountains. This is the source of the dragon veins of China.

"Land of Kunlun!" Zhang Daoyi looked at the mountains connecting the sky and the earth in the distance, prostrate on the ground like a dragon.

Kunlun has always been a sacred place in the hearts of Chinese people. Myths and legends have deified Kunlun, but it is undeniable that the land of Kunlun must be extraordinary. Did the legendary Yaochi and the Queen Mother of the West really exist?
"Now is not the time." Zhang Daoyi withdrew his gaze from looking at Kunlun. He didn't have time to visit Kunlun now. He felt uneasy if Bastard survived for a day.

Busda may not dare to take any action when he is around, but if one day he is gone, Busda will definitely take revenge on the Zhang family. As long as there is a slight possibility of this, Zhang Daoyi will kill the grass and root out, leaving no future troubles.

The Potala Palace is the center of the entire Tibetan area. Countless pilgrims come to worship every year. Coupled with the continuous operation of the Tibetan Living Buddha for thousands of years, the Potala Palace has become a blessed place.

If ordinary people live in it, they can live a hundred years without all diseases, and even martial arts masters will feel that their ideas are clear when they practice martial arts in it.

The Potala Palace is not considered majestic, but it has a magical power that makes people unconsciously aspire to worship. This is a method arranged by living Buddhas from generation to generation. If ordinary people live here, they are easily influenced by it and become believers.

"What a good way!" Zhang Daoyi looked at the Potala Palace in front of him and exclaimed. The Tibetan living Buddha used the Potala Palace to teach believers. No wonder the belief in Tibet has not changed for thousands of years. This is the achievement of thousands of generations.

Zhang Daoyi did not enter the Potala Palace, but continued to walk into a snow-capped mountain, where the living Buddha was in his spiritual perception.

Martial arts have reached their level, blood is like a dragon, and the magnetic field of life is strong enough to affect a celestial phenomenon, even if they are too close to hide it.

"You're finally here!" Basida looked at Zhang Daoyi and let out a long sigh of relief.

These days, Ba Sida already knew that Zhang Daoyi would come soon, and he was ready to kill himself. He knew that Zhang Daoyi felt uneasy if he would not die for a day.

If he still had the courage to fight Zhang Daoyi more than two months ago, but now facing Zhang Daoyi again, he no longer has the courage to fight. Now when he closes his eyes every day, Zhang Daoyi will appear in his heart like a demon god. One of his Buddha hearts was broken!

"I just ask you to let these disciples and grandchildren of mine go!" After saying that, Busta bowed down to Zhang Daoyi.

Basida has already made up his mind to die today. Today, for the continuation of the sect, he gave up his dignity as a master of indestructible diamonds.

"Okay!" Zhang Daoyi spit out a word.

After hearing Zhang Daoyi's promise, Pasta smiled, and he was silent, and he sat down.

"Master!"

"Master!"

……

Sad cries came from behind Busta, these are his sons and grandsons of Buddha.

Zhang Daoyi walked out of Daxue Mountain and began to head for the main peak of Kunlun.

Basida was completely dead, and disappeared, and Zhang Daoyi planted a seed of fear in the hearts of his disciples and grandchildren. As long as he could not defeat Zhang Daoyi in his heart, he would not be able to break through the Vajra Immortality. And Ba Sida, who is a master of indestructibility of King Kong, had his heart of Buddha broken by Zhang Daoyi, not to mention his ineffective sons and grandsons of Buddha.

In the Kunlun Mountains, Zhang Daoyi sensed the myriad weather in the mountains with his spirit, and felt that this Kunlun was really extraordinary.

Dragon energy is rising here, surrounded by dragon veins, and the spiritual energy is several times stronger than the outside world, but it is still extremely thin compared to the Tianyuan world, like a desert of spiritual energy.

The ancient trees here are towering, covering the sky and the sun, quiet and far-reaching, it is a treasured place to live in seclusion.

Zhang Daoyi let go of his mind, wanting to sense some strange places in Kunlun. Zhang Daoyi guessed that there should be footprints left by Qi practitioners in ancient times.

Walking forward step by step, Zhang Daoyi suddenly felt a change in his mind, deflected a little, and there was a forest with lush branches and leaves in front of him.

There are towering giant trees covering the sky, blocking out all the sunlight. Although it is noon now, the inside is still gloomy and dark. Sometimes there are beast roars echoing from the forest, and this place seems to be a dead place.

Zhang Daoyi walked in the direction where the change came from. Although the forest was dark, Zhang Daoyi had the night vision ability early on. As long as there was no real light, it was no different from daytime to him.

After walking for 10 minutes, I finally got out of the woods, and the front suddenly became clear.

It was a canyon, and there was a pool of spring water in the valley. The slightest sharpness came from the spring water. When Zhang Dao looked over, he saw the sword marks on the wall of the spring. The monstrous sword intent came from the sword marks. Touching the sword marks, I found that these sword marks are at least thousands of years old.

Comprehending the meaning of the sword with the spirit, Zhang Daoyi's spirit seems to have traveled through time and space. He saw a swordsman in green shirt who practiced and washed his sword here thousands of years ago, and lived in seclusion here.

"Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai!" A figure appeared in Zhang Daoyi's heart, and that person's sword was like a green lotus blooming, like a banished fairy descending into the world.

"The sword intent is condensed and never dissipated. It is immortal for a thousand years. I am afraid that he has pushed his martial arts cultivation to the indestructible Dzogchen!" Zhang Daoyi said solemnly.

"It's a pity that such an amazing and talented person is trapped in this world in the shallow water, what can I do!" Zhang Daoyi sighed in his heart. Even though the sword spirit of this Qinglian Sword Immortal is immortal for thousands of years and his will is indelible, his physical body will eventually die. Unable to live forever in the world, in the end it can only sit in despondency.

"My path, King Kong is not bad is just the beginning!" Zhang Daoyi muttered while sitting cross-legged on the ground.

In a separate courtyard in Kyoto, Lu Chunyang sat cross-legged in a quiet room. Terrifying energy and blood boiled in his body, and a powerful vitality spread in his body.

And Lu Chunyang's appearance is also slowly becoming younger, he is rejuvenating, and finally his appearance is finally fixed at the age of 20.

Opening the door of the quiet room, Lu Chunyang sighed. Although the elixir of life was powerful, it still couldn't let him break through the indestructible cage and enter the next stage, as if something important was missing.

"It's an unexpected joy to live one and a half years old!" Lu Chunyang looked at his hand, which was made of white jade, and said to himself.

"I only hate the bad luck!" Looking at the stars in the sky, Lu Chunyang thought of the ancient era where gods and demons were rampant, and infinite yearning arose in his heart.

(End of this chapter)