Longevity starts from Yitian

Chapter 148 Please Mr. Come Out of the Mountain

In the courtyard, Xuanyuan Qingfeng hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

She never thought that her father Xuanyuan Jingcheng could walk against the wind, but she, as his biological daughter, had misunderstood him for so many years...

Xuanyuan Qingfeng is limited by his mediocre talent, so he is not suitable for practicing martial arts, but since he was a child, he has read many martial arts secret books, and he has been used to seeing the masters of the Xuanyuan family compete with each other since he was a child, so he has a vivid memory. He is very experienced in training, and he has already seen that his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng Feng Xu walks against the wind, and he has the attainment of astronomical phenomena. His gestures can already arouse the natural power of heaven and earth. For example, flying through the sky just now is to control the wind Natural power.

Thinking of how he has been cold-eyed to this forbearing father for many years, and even occasionally swears and hurts others, Xuanyuan Qingfeng can't help but hate himself, his eyes gradually become moist, just now when his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng performed astronomical cultivation, there seems to be faint blood flowing out of the seven orifices...

"Rush to Guniu to fall to the snowy plain now, there is still time, your father will be fine." Ji Qinglin who was beside him suddenly said softly.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt a little hope in his heart, "Really...really?"

Ji Qinglin nodded, "As long as your father doesn't force himself into the realm of land gods, he will be fine."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng turned his head to look at his mother, and asked, "Mother, don't you want to go to Guniu to descend the snowy plain?"

The woman in gorgeous palace attire still had an extremely indifferent expression, and asked her back: "Will you go to see Xuanyuan Jingcheng and seek your own death?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was already crying like pear blossoms and rain, and hissed: "Mother, you really don't feel sorry for him at all?"

The gorgeous lady in palace attire stopped talking, turned and went back to the house.

In the distance, the bull fell on the snowy plain, and suddenly dark clouds covered it.

Sky, it's raining.

Ji Qinglin urged: "Come over quickly, senior Xuanyuan Jingcheng should have used the supernatural powers of the celestial phenomenon, and fought with the ancestor of your Xuanyuan family. You can see that the sky has changed on the snow-covered ground."

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Daxueping.

After Xuanyuan Dapan heard Xuanyuan Jingcheng's words about inviting him to die, he laughed out loud, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

It's not because he doesn't know that reading can read astronomical realms. After all, he can be regarded as a master of the Xuanyuan family regardless of personal morality. Those who have the opportunity to step into the realm of astronomy?
But even if Xuanyuan Jingcheng was able to read a book and read astronomical phenomena, he was not at all afraid. He had already stepped into the astronomical realm many years ago.

After all, he is a martial artist, he has practiced solidly from the three realms of Vajra, Zhixuan, and Tianxiang, unlike Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, who often only practice single realm after entering the first rank.

Coupled with these years of retreat and double cultivation, Xuanyuan Dapan is committed to integrating the three realms of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, the three realms of Vajra, Zhixuan, and Celestial Phenomenon, and his cultivation has greatly improved. Given time, he may not be able to achieve the legendary realm of land gods.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng stretched out one hand and drew an arc, and slowly raised the other hand upwards.

Daxueping created a huge tornado out of thin air, and the sky, earth and weather revolved endlessly around the axis of the dragon, flying sand and rolling stones.

One, two, three.

Three big tornadoes.

Three dragons draw water!

Xuanyuan Jingcheng aroused three big tornadoes, carrying the agitated power of the sky, and moved towards Xuanyuan Dapan, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, in front of him.

Seeing the three big tornadoes suddenly converging and squeezing towards them, Xuanyuan Dapan didn't bother to dodge, and sneered: "It's just a celestial realm that steals the power of heaven and earth. Opportunistic, how can the light of rice grains compete with the sun and the moon?" Stretching out, blasting out the majestic palm strength accumulated over a hundred years of skill, it was actually a move of three dragons drawing water to fight against the celestial realm of Xuanyuan Jingcheng with his body.

People in the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have different supernatural powers after they have cultivated the realm of first-rank martial arts. Among them, Confucian scholars cultivate the awe-inspiring spirit of heaven and earth by reading Confucian sage books. Arousing the mighty force of Wanjun heaven and earth is the realm of celestial phenomena.

But in the eyes of Xuanyuan Dapan, a top martial artist who advocates proving the Tao with strength, it is nothingness.

He feels that a martial artist proves the Tao with strength, so he only believes in his own fists all his life. What kind of Tao, heaven, ghosts and gods... are all bullshit!
Not long after, the three dragons Jishui in Xuanyuan Jingcheng were physically torn apart by Xuanyuan Dapan's tyrannical celestial warrior.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng sees the realm of celestial phenomena, but his ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan wants to forcibly enter the realm of land gods.

Suddenly, someone not far away stopped him loudly: "Senior Xuanyuan Jingcheng doesn't need to force himself into the realm of land gods, it is enough to stay in the realm of celestial phenomena. This junior is here to help you!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng followed the sound and looked sideways, and it was Ji Qinglin who came. Beside him, there was also his daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng who was looking at him with tears.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter how many people come here, little grandson, your astronomical realm is after all stolen from the mighty power of heaven and earth. How can I win this old man? You were good enough to let you learn martial arts back then. You have wasted your excellent roots for nothing. You regret it." Yes!" Xuanyuan Dapan snorted coldly.

Ji Qinglin sneered and said: "I don't know how stubborn you are! Senior Xuanyuan Jingcheng is a scholar of Confucianism. He has read the first-grade martial arts from the books of Confucian sages. Can a scholar's work be called stealing?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at Ji Qinglin, puzzled and said, "Why do you want to help me?"

Ji Qinglin laughed loudly and said: "Because I have taken a fancy to two people, one is a scholar of Confucianism and Taoism, who can become the head of the dynasty like Zhang Julu who establishes a heart for the world, establishes a life for the people, inherits the knowledge of the past, and brings peace to all generations. One is a great talent, helping me to do a great job; the other is a beautiful woman from Jiangdong, who is independent and good at raising children, but this is my selfishness..."

Now that he has arrived at the Xuanyuan family in Jiangdong, and the other bank is Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi, he no longer hides. He guesses that those old guys who are proficient in the art of qi-watching on the other side of Jiangxi Longhu Mountain will soon find out that he is the son of heaven. gas.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was slightly startled, and said: "Your Excellency, you want to establish yourself as an emperor?"

Ji Qinglin nodded, "I would like to invite Mr. Xuanyuan Jingcheng to come out to assist me."

Xuanyuan Dapan laughed loudly, looked at Ji Qinglin like a joke, and taunted: "You brat, with a hundred or so people under his command, you're starting to dream of becoming an emperor on your own and separatist rule?!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's expression was a little moved. In order to invite him out of the mountain, the young man in front of him did not hesitate to be an enemy of the powerful second and third family of the Xuanyuan family, and he did not hesitate to face the most terrifying ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Dapan. Sincerity is better than Duke Zhou's spitting and nourishing. How many scholars have been treated like this throughout the ages?What kind of scholars are those who have this treatment?How can I, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, He De, compare with those scholars who govern the country and the world, and have left their names in history?
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