Great Dao Ji

Taoist Tianji's eyes were faint, with the power to penetrate people's hearts.

Humans have seven emotions and six desires, many emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and then various desires are born.

For ordinary people, there are many things such as becoming a prince and worshiping a prime minister, splitting the earth and making a king, honoring the ancestors, returning home in rich clothes, etc. However, for practitioners, the so-called fine clothes, food, power, wealth, money and beauty are already at their fingertips.

Because of this, what they want is no longer something ordinary people can imagine.

Practicing supernatural powers, cultivating magic power, seeking longevity, seeking freedom, seeking freedom, seeking immortality, seeking immortality, and seeking immortality, any of them are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Be it rules or restraints, that's not what they want.

The purpose of spiritual practice is to get rid of the world and do as you please, so how can you dare to be restrained?

Therefore, Lord Netherworld failed.

Everything is easy to say when he is here, his overwhelming power dominates the world, and all the emperors and gods are suppressed by him, not to mention other practitioners. However, he is gone. It has only been more than a thousand years, and his rules have been shattered.

The Yinsi City God system, which everyone seemed to have no flaws at the time, also collapsed.

Therefore, after seeing through An Qisheng's thoughts, Taoist Tianji lost his intention to kill, because he was destined to fail.

"The Taoist priest thinks this is difficult."

An Qisheng asked with the look of Taoist Tianji reflected in his eyes.

Human desires are the most difficult to control.

Without the constraints of moral laws and possessing magical powers, who would be willing to be poor and stuck at the bottom?

"As strong as the Lord of Netherworld Mansion, and the rules of death are destroyed, this matter is naturally extremely difficult."

Taoist Tianji nodded slightly.

"Then, for a genius like Taoist Master, Yu Hua must be able to capture him easily."

An Qisheng smiled:

"Perhaps, on the first day of practice, the Taoist Master already knew that he would become an immortal in the future?"

Taoist Tianji's face froze. He already knew the meaning of An Qisheng's words, but he could not refute it.

He naturally believed that he was extremely talented, but he did not dare to say that he was sure that he would be able to become an immortal, let alone at the beginning of his cultivation.

"Throughout the past 100,000 years, there have only been a handful of people who have become immortals. However, practitioners are still going forward. All souls in the world will inevitably die. Why live when you know you will die?"

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves and stepped into the city, his words drifting:

"Maybe things in this world can be accomplished by those who have a will, but if things don't come true, why don't you just do it?"

He has never been one to be easily persuaded.

When he wants to do something, he just wants to do it, nothing more.

"Um?"

Taoist Tianji's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say. He looked at An Qisheng's leaving figure and stood speechless.

Changsongzi stood beside him, watching the Taoist drifting away, and felt an unspeakable touch in his heart.

He had never seen such a person before.

"Amitabha."

In the distance, Ruyi monk chanted the Buddha's name softly, thoughtfully.

Behind him, several great monks looked at his retreating figures with lingering fear, and they all lowered their heads and recited the name of the Buddha.

Faintly, they felt that the sky was about to change.

Zhengzhengzhengzheng~~~

The sound of gold and iron clashing shook the imperial city.

At every palace gate and in every long alley, countless guards raised their weapons and rushed towards the main hall.

From a distance, one can hear the sound of gold and iron clashing in the middle of the imperial city. The sword light penetrates the void like a substance and shoots out in all directions. At first glance, it looks like a sword lotus blooming in the air.

Faintly, a shout and an angry curse could be heard.

"Your Majesty Bintian! The assassin is still in the imperial city!"

"Da Qing has been raising troops for thousands of years, and the Death Day is just around the corner. No matter who the assassin is, he must be killed!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Around the imperial city, eunuchs were running around shouting wildly, waving flags and commanding people to come and go.

boom!

boom!

On top of the ruins of the main hall, which had been completely blown away, the sounds of air explosions were heard one after another.

"Die! Damn thing, do you know what you did?!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"I'm going to extract your soul and refine it into oil, so that you can't live but die!"

Taoist Changgan stepped on his sword and the light flew across the sky. His sword fingers swept across, bursting out with fierce murderous intent.

His chest was almost exploding with anger.

eyes wide open,

Seeing the old emperor being completely killed with a sword in front of him, the murderous intention in his heart almost went to his head.

Zhengzhengzhengzheng~~~

Not far away, rays of sword light also burst out, coming from all directions, killing Yan Xiake who was surrounded.

Yan Xiake retreated continuously in the air, and was unable to fight back under the sword rays.

The power of Sword Twenty-Three is infinite, and its consumption is also extremely huge. That sword almost drained his soul. At this time, his spirit was in a trance, and he could not fight with others at all.

If it hadn't been for the sacrifice of An Qisheng, this white-bone human demon would have been completely different from its former self, and would have been completely shattered.

Even so, at this time, the bones in his body were already broken in many places, and one of the bones in his hand was beaten to pieces.

"Killing one is not a loss, killing two is enough!"

Yan Xiake's body swayed, his remaining arm was raised, his bone claws pinched his sword fingers, and he soared into the sky.

He came here just to kill the old emperor. If his goal was achieved, why would he want to die?

Buzz buzz~~~

Senhan's sword light surged up like a tide.

Taoist Changqian subconsciously stepped back a hundred feet. The aura of this white-bone human demon may not be very strong, but that sword was a little frightening even to him.

But he took a step back, his face suddenly turned red again, he let out a long drink, and pounced forward.

For a moment, the sword energy surged.

Huhuhu~~~

Sa Wuling, who was in ragged clothes, was moving around, being beaten in such a state of embarrassment.

There were quite a few Taoists from the Tianyi Sect in the imperial city, and many of them had their own destiny. Although it felt like most people were frantically besieging Yan Xiake, he was under great pressure.

Bang!

Sa Wuling flew dozens of feet, smashed into a rockery heavily, and smashed into the white jade-like ground like a meteorite, grinning in pain.

But he didn't have time to let out a scream, and dodged again, avoiding a bronze tripod falling from the sky.

boom!

Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and scattered gravel flew everywhere, making sounds like strong bows and crossbows piercing the air. The rockeries and walls were riddled with holes.

Bang!

In the thick smoke and dust, a burly Taoist priest carried a bronze tripod and shouted:

"Old boy, do you know how to hide?!"

Sa Wuling had no intention of replying to him. He dodged the gravel with a look of embarrassment, and secretly complained in his heart:

"Master Shou, Master Shou! If you don't take action, I will be beaten to death!"

"I have been teaching you for more than two years. If you can't even handle a big man with so much strength, you might as well die clean."

Mu Longcheng watched with cold eyes.

Everything that happened along the way was in front of his eyes, but his mind was not on the imperial city, but on the constantly changing celestial phenomena outside the city.

This is a height he cannot reach at this time.

Even if he were to cultivate Sa Wuling to the point where he could influence the celestial phenomena in just two years, this did not hinder his calculation of this power.

The celestial phenomena are changing, which is difficult to say and easy to say.

There are many celestial weapons on Xuanxing. With his previous position, he has naturally come into contact with many of them.

However, he was still a little surprised that a simple individual could influence the celestial phenomena to this extent.

It shows that such power can be expressed simply by numerical values.

Moving mountains to fill the sea is far more terrifying than imagined. The weight of any mountain is counted in tens of millions of tons.

It has to be said that the immortals in the Xuanxing legend are nothing more than that.

"Little mouse!"

Looking at Sa Wuling who was constantly dodging, the burly Taoist priest let out a cold snort, stepped dozens of feet into the air, and then slammed the bronze tripod down heavily.

boom!

The bronze cauldron grew big when facing the wind, and in a few moments it was as big as a house, weighing tens of thousands of pounds. With this slap, the air waves in the air were instantly pushed away with terrifying force.

If a huge wave is emptied for a moment, gas explosions and sonic booms will sound at the same time!

It was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky!

More than ten feet away, the turbulent airflow had already shattered the ground.

"The ghost lingers!"

After being beaten up one after another and ridiculed again, Sa Wuling was also angry, his heart was broken, and he didn't even run away.

Bang!

He stepped suddenly, his spine bounced like a dragon, he jumped up, and rushed towards the big cauldron that slapped down!

"Um?!"

The burly Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then sneered:

"court death!"

Boom!

A tripod was struck, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt in the air.

The air wave suddenly overwhelmed Sa Wuling's thin body.

With this cauldron, he was confident that it could smash the mana, aura, and body of any monk under his destiny.

But in the next moment, his expression changed.

The giant cauldron felt powerless, without any sense of strength.

"not good!"

The big man's heart skipped a beat, he lifted the giant cauldron, and saw the little man turned into a page of yellow paper being torn apart by the air current.

boom!

The next moment, rays of light suddenly appeared on the ground and in mid-air.

He looked around and realized that at some point, there were countless talismans floating around.

"I"

The big man's heart was beating wildly, and he only had time to place the giant cauldron in front of him when he was overwhelmed by various spells transformed by the overwhelming talismans.

The level of these talismans is not high, but they cannot support the large number.

"ah!!!"

Accompanied by an earth-shattering scream, the giant cauldron shattered. Before the screams of the big man could spread, his whole body had been beaten into pieces.

"Junior brother!!"

A roar.

When one of the many Tianyi Taoists who surrounded and killed Yan Xiake saw this scene, his eyes suddenly burst into tears and he went crazy with hatred.

Phew~

Sa Wuling fell to the ground and ran away without even looking at him.

Because with a roar, the overwhelming sword light swept over, and several Taoists from the Tianyi Sect came with fierce murderous intent.

If you don’t even run away, what’s the point?

Sa Wuling shook his clothes frantically and threw away the talismans he had accumulated over the past two or three years as if they were free of charge.

He ran away amidst the collision of sword lights and talismans, causing the Taoist of Tianyi Sect behind him to roar again and again:

"Kill my junior brother and you will die even if you run away to the ends of the earth!"

He stepped on his sword and roared in pursuit.

Suddenly, his body froze, and he saw the Taoist who was running away in embarrassment suddenly turning back.

And behind that person,

A Taoist in white clothes walked over and stepped into the imperial city.

I recommend a new book by the old author of "Taoism from the Hokage", who once wrote the infinite flow "The Advent of the Taoist Idiot". This is the story of Taiyin Zhu Peng.