Great Dao Ji

"Dozens of lives, what a big gesture"

Taoist Changlin's eyes narrowed.

The monks in the natal realm can rely on their natal realm to fly through the air, but their natal swords are not all flying swords. There are many sword cultivating sects in Daqing, and the only force that can send out dozens of natal monks at one go is the Tianyi Sect.

The Tianyi Sect has a long history and has dominated the Daqing Guangkai Mountain Gate for nearly a hundred years. It not only recruits disciples, but also recruits many casual cultivators, evil cultivators and even demon cultivators as guests.

It is not surprising that dozens of Benming monks can be sent out, because there are 12 large states and 600 small states in the world. Each state is stationed with one Benming monk, which is nearly a thousand people.

The Tianyi Sect can compete with the Yinsi City God. Although it has the great help of the Daqing court, its own strength cannot be underestimated.

"There are so many native monks, no wonder they can compete with the Yins City God"

The Taoist Mingxin also heard the sound of flying swords piercing the air, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked up.

It was also the first time for him to see so many monks, not to mention that they were all born monks.

"The flying sword is contaminated with evil spirits, and the aura of incense lingers there. There are quite a few city gods who have died at the hands of these people."

Taoist Changlin had a feeling in his heart.

Then he saw one of the sword lights suddenly coming down, pointing towards Jinzhong Mountain in the distance.

Phew~

Amidst the rolling air waves, a young Taoist stood up in the air and said loudly:

"Is Master Changlin of the Golden Bell Tower here? Jia Zheng, a member of the Tianyi Sect, wants to see you!"

The young Taoist had an eight-foot body and a heroic figure. His pronunciation sounded like a sword piercing the sky. He passed through the formation and exploded in the gate of the Golden Bell Tower.

But there is a big formation blocking it. The inside can be seen from the outside, but the outside cannot see the inside.

"Jia Zheng?"

Taoist Changlin's heart moved and he glanced at Taoist Mingxin.

The latter sighed helplessly and said loudly:

"What's the important thing, sir? My teacher was injured a few days ago and is in retreat. He can't see guests!"

"Can't see guests?"

In mid-air, Jia Zheng frowned:

"Is Master Changlin really not here?"

Taoist Mingxin glanced at Taoist Changlin and replied loudly: "Teacher is in seclusion, and you really can't see guests! If the Taoist has any instructions, just tell him. When the teacher comes out of seclusion, I will convey it to the Taoist!"

Really not here?

Jia Zheng's eyes flashed, and then he said loudly:

"Since the real person is inconvenienced, I won't bother you."

After saying that, the sword light moved away.

In the mountain gate, Taoist boy Mingxin breathed a sigh of relief: "The Taoist from Tianyi Sect doesn't seem to be as overbearing as the rumors say."

"You are so naive, I'm afraid you will never recover after my master dies."

Taoist Changlin's expression remained serious. Hearing his disciple's innocent words, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh:

"At this time, the Tianyi Sect and the Yins City God are competing for supremacy. How can they offend other people? Besides, with a large formation to rely on, even if these native monks attack together, they can kill three or five as teachers."

And in this Liangzhou, in this world, there is more than just the Jinzhong Tower family?

Although the Heavenly Will Sect is powerful, how can it be an enemy of the practitioners in the world?

After all, practitioners do not have as severe constraints as the Yinsi City God.

Phew~

The sword light soared into the sky, and Jia Zheng's expression turned slightly gloomy.

Another person sent a message:

"Then Taoist Changlin can't refuse?"

"That's right! This old guy didn't even say a word. He obviously doesn't want to come out."

Jia Zheng looked gloomy.

"It's not surprising. There are very few people in the world who dare to be enemies with these city gods. It's just that when the leader accomplishes great things and counts them one by one, they will know what is good and bad."

Another middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly and said doubtfully:

"What I'm more curious about than this is that it has been three days since I entered Liangzhou, and I have passed through no less than seventy cities, but I haven't seen a single city god. Are these lonely ghosts really running away without a trace?"

The other Taoists also frowned.

As the Daqing court began to target many city gods, the war situation began to reverse. Although the Tianyi Sect suffered heavy casualties, the losses of these city gods were even greater.

Although the destruction of the City God's Temple in the Yang Realm will not interfere with the City God's mansion in the incense realm, without the support of the outside world, the strength of any City God in the Yang Realm will plummet.

Everything else went smoothly, but Liangzhou

"The city god cannot cross the state. This is the order of the Lord of Netherworld. They cannot escape from Liangzhou!"

Jia Zheng sneered:

"After killing people, destroying temples, and trying to run away, how can such a good thing happen? We will search all the way, we don't believe they can fly and escape!"

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Lord Netherworld. If he hadn't restrained so many city gods, this battle would have been ten times more difficult!"

An old Taoist priest laughed loudly:

"What kind of city gods and ghosts have lost their master? They are just a bunch of lonely ghosts!"

The City God does not possess the body, and the City God does not leave the state. When the Lord of the Netherworld established the order of the underworld, the restraint he placed on the resident Yin God, the City God, was beyond imagination.

Otherwise, with the great power of the City God, he would have ruled the entire Yang world immediately after losing contact with the Netherworld. How could there be anything to do with their Heavenly Will Sect?

"good!"

"These lonely ghosts must be killed!"

"Walk!"

The Taoist priests of Tianyi Sect roared away, leaving only streaks of burning white air that lasted for a long time.

"What is supernatural power?"

Listening to Yan Xiake's question, An Qisheng pondered for a moment and then said:

"Warriors practice martial arts, whether it's swords, guns, sticks, fists, feet, or palms, they all rely on the body to perform, whether they are blessed by inner energy or not, these are all called skills."

Halfway up the mountain named Taiji Mountain by An Qisheng, An Qisheng was lying on the rocking chair he made and told Yan Xiake his understanding:

"Technology goes one step further and becomes art. The artist is like a talisman, a magical weapon, and it is like the inner energy of a mortal warrior leaving the body. This is essentially a small and powerful way to use one's own inner energy and magical power to influence the essence of the world. , as small as drawing talismans, as large as calling wind and rain, moving mountains and filling seas, these are all called techniques."

"Moving mountains and filling seas, calling for wind and rain, are these just the scope of magic?"

Yan Xiake was a little surprised.

These are legendary magical powers.

"Nature is the art."

An Qisheng's eyes slightly closed, and he said calmly: "Whether it's calling the wind and rain, or moving mountains and seas, it's not out of the scope of magic in essence. It's nothing more than mana affecting the essence of heaven and earth, and then you can perform it. Once you cut off your mana, you will The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

And the magical power is that even if you cut off your magic power, even if you die, you can still exist. This is called magical power."

Over the past 100,000 years in the Huangtian Realm, even though there are not too many practitioners and there are many generations, there are a lot of things that have been handed down.

These days, apart from speculating on his own path, An Qisheng has been studying everything in the Huangtian Realm.

From being held in the sky to relying on the soul, from drawing talismans to calling for wind and rain, moving mountains and seas, and even reaching supernatural powers.

The foundation of his Qi Seed achievement does not lie in the aura of heaven and earth, but by replacing it, he can also cast any spell in this world, even supernatural powers.

Naturally, he has his own understanding of the magical powers in this world.

The spells in this world range from the art of armoring horses to the great ones of summoning wind and rain. They are essentially a means of using gods to drive magic, and the magic then interferes with the aura of heaven and earth.

The aura of heaven and earth is like oil, and the magic power is like fire. When the two are combined, the power produced is naturally not comparable to either alone.

But there is a difference. When the 'fire' of mana disappears, the 'oil' of heaven and earth spiritual energy will also be extinguished and there will be no waves.

Miraculous powers, however, are not the case.

It can exist automatically without magic power, just like an incarnation. Not only can it exist alone between heaven and earth, it can even absorb the essence of heaven and earth to strengthen itself.

Just like the long hair of Master Tianyi before, it can be separated from the magic power and absorb the essence of heaven and earth alone. Therefore, even though it is a hundred thousand miles away, it can still defeat the combined blow of two hundred city gods.

"I see"

Yan Xiake was slightly stunned:

"When I was reading Dao Zang, I had seen some records. It was said that before the immortal Red Cauldron emerged in ancient times, he suppressed an evil demon and did not disappear until it emerged and ascended.

Even after the evil spirit dies of old age, it still exists. This must be magical power. "

"good."

An Qisheng nodded.

In the Huangtian Realm for a hundred thousand years, there have naturally been those who have become immortals, and Master Chiding is one of them. The Taoism he spread has long since disappeared in the long river of time.

However, his Red Cauldron Nine Fires Sutra is still spread in the world, and it is the esoteric classic of the Danding Sect of the Daqing Sect.

"Incomprehensible."

Although he knew its classification, Yan Xiake still couldn't understand it.

Although he picked up a book of Taoism by chance and entered Taoism by luck, it was just a sword book and had very little introduction to practice and magic.

Naturally, not to mention supernatural powers.

His sword scripture is already at the end of his life, and he doesn't even have the method to enter the Tao, let alone the magical power after it comes true.

"Beyond that step, it's really hard to understand."

An Qisheng seemed to be quite interested. He raised his hand and made a slight light in the void:

"In the Tai Chi Induction Chapter of my practice, I use the five qi to direct my fundamental self, which is derived from the twenty-four body gods. Combined with the five internal organs gods, there are a total of twenty-four magical powers."

Traveling in the three realms, practicing hard for nearly a hundred years, and accumulating three thousand years of savings from previous military masters in the floating world, he has a rich heritage. After the three flowers gather together, he will naturally achieve the twenty-four magical powers.

This magical power originated from his Tai Chi Sanshou, but it is different. It is not only the foundation that carries his Five Styles of Sanshou, but also a magical power rooted in himself, or in other words, his instinct.

Just like a person eats, drinks, breathes and blinks.

Buzz~

As An Qisheng pointed, ripples gradually appeared in the void, spreading in all directions, forming a medium-sized mysterious light mirror.

The picture in the Xuanguang Mirror gradually became clearer, and continued to stretch from near to far.

Soon, I had crossed the mountains and settled outside the mountains, outside a forest:

"After listening to this for so long, I wonder what you have to say?"

On the banks of the mountains and forests outside the mountains, on the official road that has been in disrepair for a long time, I saw a person walking slowly and slowly, like a scholar on an outing in a school. Every move was indescribably relaxed and natural. .

"who?"

Yan Xiake's heart was shocked, and when he stared at it, he was horrified.

I saw that the man was wearing a green shirt, with no crown or bun on his head, black hair shawl, and eyes as deep as the sea.

There are very few people in the world who don’t know this person.

There are Taoist temples with his statues erected in many state capitals and even outside the county town of Daqing.

He is the true God of Heaven!

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