Great Dao Ji

Time flows, never stopping, never stopping for anyone or anything.

Sixty years, it seems to be just a snap of a finger.

But it is enough for a child to go through a long youth, youth, middle age, and enter old age, with children and grandchildren, but the promotion of the new law has not yet spread throughout the whole of Daqing.

In the Jiazi years, the world seems to have undergone tremendous changes, and it seems that there has been no change. The places where the new law is applied have already adapted to it after sixty years, and the places where the new law has not been applied have not felt much change.

Only the places where the new law replaces the old law can feel the huge changes.

Qingdu City.

Before dawn, when the sun is about to rise but not yet rising, it is the darkest time of the day.

In the north of Qingdu City, the former headquarters of Tianyi Sect, now in the middle of the Tai Chi Dojo, there is a "Fengshen Platform" covering several miles and nearly a thousand feet high.

Huhu~~~

Facing the morning breeze and frost, An Qisheng is slowly punching.

When he was in Xuanxing, he practiced boxing every day, almost without stopping. After floating for a long time, he had not practiced boxing for a long time, but in the sixty years in Huangtian Realm, he picked up boxing again.

Not only boxing, but also piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he also began to dabble in them.

No one's life is only about practice, even if it is some legendary natural seeds of cultivation, he used to advocate hard practice, but now he pays attention to nature.

When he is interested, whether it is boxing or practicing calligraphy, he does it with his heart.

Huh~

He opened his posture slowly and steadily, and there was no power in his every move, punch and kick.

It seemed that he was even weaker than those old ladies who liked to practice Tai Chi in the park on Xuanxing, but if there were masters of cultivation looking from a distance, they would be able to see it.

When An Qisheng practiced boxing, his body was integrated with the heaven and earth. With every punch and kick, every looseness and tightening, it was as if the heaven and earth were breathing through him.

It seemed that with his posture, the stars in the sky were flickering with him.

Under the calm appearance, there seemed to be an indescribable terrifying power.

In fact, sixty years ago, the place where his Qi seed reached was only the nine states in Liangdan, but now, after Jiazi, the city gods of the world have returned to their hearts, and the place where he spread has already covered more than 70% of the territory of Daqing.

There are more than a hundred large states and more than four hundred small states, including the mountains, rivers and land in them.

At a certain moment, An Qisheng raised his eyes and looked into the boundless night sky. He saw that in the infinite distance, there seemed to be a series of flames bursting out and projecting into the depths of the earth.

It was a meteorite rain covering the sky and the earth, and the scale was so large that it was rare to see in thousands of years.

As the endless fire rain crossed the night sky, an indescribable breath flashed between the sky and the earth.

Huh~

An Qisheng slowly withdrew his power, and the mountains and rivers seemed to flash in the depths of his eyes:

"It's only been sixty years, and you've already discovered it?"

Sixty years is a long time for ordinary people, but for cultivators, it is not a huge number, and for a world with a lifespan of millions or even tens of millions.

It is even less worth mentioning.

He found something wrong so quickly, and it is conceivable how strict He is in monitoring this world.

The five Conferred God Platforms he imagined have only become one of them at this time. Although the old Taoist Liansheng has arrived in Donglu, the construction of the Conferred God Platform cannot be completed overnight.

This meteor shower is coming for him!

An Qisheng is very clear about this. In fact, if his Qi seeds were not scattered among the mountains, it might not be a meteor shower falling in the sky at this time, but thunderclouds rolling to bury the city of Kyoto.

However, he is very curious about how that 'He' is going to deal with him.

With his current cultivation, the natural disasters in the ordinary sense of nature, whether it is landslides, super volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, meteorites, or even planetary collisions, cannot destroy him.

Unless it is a cosmic disaster such as supernova explosions, star destruction, solar storms, and galaxy chaos that can destroy this land together.

Otherwise, even if there is still one person alive in this world, it must be him!

Hold the earth to resist the sky!

This is where An Qisheng's confidence lies.

And once the five Conferred God Platforms are completed, perhaps it is the time to change the offensive and defensive positions.

Then, this meteor shower is the prelude to his own "heavenly punishment".

An Qisheng stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back, his eyes dim:

"How do you want to deal with me?"

An Qisheng didn't know how many trump cards the emperor had, but there must be more than he imagined.

The nine levels of heavenly punishment, thunder disasters, demons and ghosts in the world, the ten evils of the emperor, and even the practitioners in the world are very likely to be his backhands.

Therefore, even at this moment, he could only respond to the opponent's moves.

However, he was not afraid, and a little expectation rose in his heart.

"Amitabha."

A golden light broke through the night, and the Ruyi monk came in the air and landed on the Conferred God Platform.

The heart of the upper body of the Yuanshen could already sense many things faintly. In fact, if it weren't for the Lord of the Netherworld who disturbed the heavenly secrets, he could see a lot with just a few calculations.

This meteor shower was just ordinary for most people.

But for the real people above the Yuanshen, it was different.

"This meteor shower came a little strangely"

Looking at An Qisheng standing with his hands behind his back, the monk's face was slightly solemn. This Taoist had become stronger.

Inexplicably, the Ruyi monk felt a little depressed.

In the past sixty years, this Taoist has come to him to discuss the mysteries of the Tao more than once, from the skills and supernatural powers to the general situation of the world, from the changes from ancient times to the future evolution, so he can clearly perceive the changes in An Qisheng.

In his life, he has never seen anyone make such a terrifying progress.

Sixty years ago, he was unwilling to take action, but he thought he still had the strength to fight, but at this time, he suddenly found that even if he stood with his back to him, he actually lost the idea of ​​taking action.

Or it could be said that it was courage.

Watching his strength leap again and again, with his own impact, it was far greater than a real fight and defeat.

"There are many stars in the starry sky, and falling a few is nothing."

An Qisheng stood with his back to the Ruyi monk and said lightly.

"The sea of ​​stars is boundless, and although the soul can cross it with the Dharma, I don't know how deep it is. Taoist friend seems to know a lot."

The Ruyi monk seemed to ask with some curiosity.

In fact, he wanted to know An Qisheng's origin and master in an indirect way.

The starry sky is vast. It's not that no one has wanted to explore the starry sky since ancient times, but the harvest is very few.

Many souls have crossed the starry sky, but they didn't find anything until they returned from the end of their lives.

Under the boundless starry sky, it seems that this world is the only one.

But those who can know the secrets of the starry sky are all from a long heritage, or they are the reincarnation of ancient monsters.

"The monk still wants to get to the bottom of it."

An Qisheng smiled, and naturally knew what Ruyi Monk was thinking.

There are many people in the world who doubt his origin, because he suddenly appeared and rose too quickly. If he spent more than a hundred years to lay the groundwork, perhaps there would be no such doubts.

But he naturally wouldn't care.

"I can't hide it from the real person."

The monk Ruyi smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"There are no dragons and snakes without origins in the world, let alone a dragon like the real person. I am really curious. I wonder if the real person can solve my doubts?"

"It's not good to be too curious."

An Qisheng turned around, glanced at the monk, and asked curiously:

"I heard that the Tathagata and Prajna Sutras in the Tathagata Academy can achieve the Tao when they are combined. I wonder if the monk can share one or two with me?"

"Amitabha, I spoke out of turn."

The monk Ruyi put his hands together and stopped talking.

The Mahavairocana Sutra and the Prajna Sutra are the perfect classics passed down by the Tathagata Academy for thousands of generations. It is said that they can achieve the Tao when they are combined. Naturally, he will not disclose them.

Of course, he didn't know that An Qisheng had obtained all the secrets of the Tathagata Academy.

The discussions on the Tao over the past sixty years are not just discussions on the Tao.

An Qisheng smiled faintly, and said casually:

"I heard that Prajna is the mother of all Buddhas. How can Tathagata's enlightenment be directly transformed into a fairy? I wonder if it is true or false?"

"For thousands of generations in Tathagata Academy, no one has ever combined Tathagata and Prajna into one. The saying of transformation into a fairy is just a rumor and cannot be taken seriously."

The monk Ruyi seemed very humble and did not dare to exaggerate at all, for fear that the Taoist in front of him would mention the exchange of scriptures again.

"Your Tathagata Academy has such a long heritage, and it is fine that it cannot compare with me and the Lord of the Netherworld. This is not a crime of war, but why can even the will of heaven suppress you?"

An Qisheng sighed, as if it was a pity:

"The more you argue about the Tao, the clearer it becomes. It will be difficult to make progress if you cherish your own things."

The world is vast, the universe is boundless, even if it is a primordial spirit, it is difficult to travel all over the land and sea, let alone the vast starry sky. In this case, you have to pursue ascension?

This made him feel more and more that the way of the Emperor Heaven Realm had gone astray.

Perhaps in ancient times, there was one person, or several geniuses who succeeded by chance, and led all the practitioners of countless generations astray.

It is not impossible.

"The sutras are passed down, but the law is not passed down. This is the legacy of the ancestors, and I dare not violate it."

The Ruyi monk shook his head slightly.

In the past sixty years, although the Tai Chi Dao established by An Qisheng has not been widely accepted, the beginning of the Tai Chi Ganying Pian has been published all over the world, causing an uproar in the practice world.

The collision between the practitioners and the Tai Chi Dao in recent years is certainly due to the promotion of the new law, but this is the main reason.

"Well."

An Qisheng stopped talking about this matter, turned the topic and said:

"Then, I wonder if the master has thought of another way?

The way of the Lord of the Netherworld!"

"Hmm?"

The Ruyi monk suddenly looked up, and there seemed to be a divine light in his eyes: "The real person is talking about the way that the Lord of the Netherworld has opened up above the Yuanshen?"

There is not only the way to the immortal above the Yuanshen.

The Lord of the Netherworld has opened up a second way!

This point is recorded in many sects with a long history, but before the Lord of the Netherworld spread this road to the world, the Netherworld had lost contact.

Countless people have pursued it, but found nothing.

According to legend, hundreds of years ago, the Taoist Tianyi had peeked into the Netherworld, trying to find that road, but

"Amitabha."

The Ruyi monk chanted a Buddhist name and smiled bitterly:

"It seems that the real person has something for me to do"

"Yes!"

An Qisheng tapped the Conferred God Platform with his feet, and the huge buzzing sound could not cover up his calm voice:

"What I want is for the master to go to the west 827,600 miles away and set up a Conferred God Platform!"

Good night, good night