Great Dao Ji

The battle was so fierce that the Fourteenth Princess no longer wanted to take An Qisheng around and hurried back to the imperial city.

On the contrary, An Qisheng was carrying the Black Demon Armor and Ling Tiange, still strolling slowly in the city under the gaze of countless people, as if he had not just experienced a big battle, but was a scholar returning from a spring outing.

It made countless people marvel and admire.

They asked themselves if they had just faced such a battle and were threatened by the most powerful leader in the world, the Lingtian Sect Master, how could they not have done anything like nothing happened.

Some people looked at the Changge and armor he was carrying with envy and fear. They were feudal-level spiritual treasures, treasures that even the leaders and elders of large and small sects were not qualified to hold.

It was a spiritual treasure left behind by two feudal princes. It contained their ‘laws and principles’. It was the most powerful weapon and a powerful inheritance.

There are as many small sects in the East Continent as there are stars. Many of the many small sects that have been destroyed since then were created by casual cultivators who obtained a spiritual treasure and did not hand it over to the big sect in exchange for elixirs. Instead, they used the treasure to suppress their luck.

Of course, such sects tend to perish faster.

Epiphyllums can still appear for a short time. Most of these sects are extinguished in an instant, but the status of Lingbao can also be seen.

It's a pity that not everyone has the courage like An Qisheng to suppress the true inheritance of the elders of the sect's Holy Land one after another, and even kill him, which would even dare to offend the leader of the Lingtian Sect.

Not to mention, the combat power displayed by An Qisheng was enough to make anyone change their temper.

Although Lingbao is good, no one can take it.

"Smashing the Vacuum"

An Qisheng walked carelessly on the long street. If anyone occasionally looked out on the empty street, they would avoid it.

But he didn't pay attention, thinking about breaking the vacuum in his mind.

Convince the Qi to refine the form, combine the external scene with the spirit, possess the form and spirit to transform into the divine body, use the Tiangang to transform into the Heavenly Gang, use the Heavenly Gang to transform all the dharmas, and use all the dharma to form the cave.

Then, shatter the vacuum.

Those who can shatter the vacuum can shatter the vacuum with one blow and tear apart the void. The body can move across it millions of miles in an instant, like a divine dragon that sees its head but never its tail.

A strong man who has cultivated the ability to shatter the vacuum is already very difficult to kill. Even if he is broken into pieces by a single blow, the power of the void contained in his body can reshape his body.

Buzz~

A buzzing sound sounded in his heart, An Qisheng had a thought, and his mind separated a ray to look down at the cave in his body.

Outside the cave sky, the starry sky spreads out, and in the vast and deep starry sky, the 'stars' are slowly turning.

But these stars are extremely illusory and do not seem to be real.

Only one of the stars was as bright as a bucket and as bright as the sun. At this time, as a dark hole in the sky was captured, another star among the stars in the sky was 'solidified'.

That is Fang Lingsu, and there is Fang Lingsu's cave in it.

Countless illusory stars revolve around the two sun-like ‘stars’, seeming to capture them and seem to be converging towards them.

After all, other people's caves are other people's caves. It doesn't matter if you use them for a while, but you cannot use them as your own foundation.

The countless stars in An Qisheng's true form of the galaxy are reflections of the gods within his body, and he senses and absorbs the breath of these two caves in order to deduce his own cave.

This process is not too fast because there are not many reference objects.

"But it won't take long."

An Qisheng's mind turned and landed on the people in the cave who were speechless.

Feng Changming and others thought that he wanted to seize their caves, but they thought too much. He didn't need other people's caves at all, he just needed to understand the advantages and disadvantages of the caves they had formed.

Other people’s caves are, after all, other people’s caves.

The war ended.

This battle didn't seem to last long, but the shock it brought was unprecedented.

Fang Lingsu, who was expected to inherit the position of leader of the Lingtian Sect three hundred years ago and was the invincible opponent of his generation, was killed in Tianjiao City!

The murderer is still Taoist Yuanyang!

In just half a year, they first suppressed the true descendants of the elders of the three major sects, and then suppressed the descendants of the Mingyue Holy Land. At this time, even the heirs of the Lingtian Sect's headmaster were killed!

Countless people were shocked and once again shocked by this name.

"What a fierce dragon crossing the river! I once thought that this Yuanyang Taoist was most likely a casual cultivator who had a chance encounter, but now it seems that he must also be from the Holy Land!"

"Kill Fang Lingsu and seize the Lingtian Ge! This person wants to fight to the death with the Lingtian Sect! I heard that a killer has come out of the 'Butian Pavilion', and I am watching him with eagerness. The Lingtian Sect must have placed a reward!"

"It is said that the 'Butian Pavilion' is a secret organization inherited from ancient times. It is said that even the ten major sects and the three major holy places have to give some face. If they take action, this Taoist Yuanyang will be in danger."

"On the contrary, I feel that this scene is very similar to that of a thousand years ago. This Taoist Yuanyang is probably the next Tianding Emperor!"

"The vacuum-shattering powerhouses appear one after another. These are the top people in the East Continent, the strongest people in the world. The storm is about to rise in the East Continent. Stay away from the Tianjiao City, no, the Tianding Kingdom."

Countless people are speculating about his origins.

No one believed that he was a rogue cultivator, they only thought that he was a fierce dragon crossing the river from other big states, and behind him there must be a more powerful holy land.

There has never been such an unscrupulous practice in ancient times.

The early morning sunshine dispelled the early morning fog.

In the majestic and majestic Wanfa Mountain, on the unique Qi Refining Platform at the top of Miao Mountain, Yuan Duxiu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, ending the inhalation of purple air in the morning.

He has condensed the true form of the sun, and the purple energy that rises every day has a much greater effect on him than others. This can be seen from the fact that he has condensed the spiritual form.

Of course Miao Meng's help was involved, but the most important thing was of course his own efforts.

He thinks so.

Believe it or not.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a delicate girl wearing a skirt waiting beside him.

"Master, Master Yuan, this is the 'spiritual porridge' prepared by Master for you. It contains eighty-eight grains of dragon tooth rice, ninety-nine grains of Shark Sea Pearl, and seven hundred and seventy-seven kinds of blue sky juice." Made from spiritual materials, it nourishes the body the most.”

The girl bowed slightly and offered the 'spiritual porridge', lowering her head to cover up her envy.

This bowl of 'spiritual porridge' is as precious as ten Cave Heaven Pills.

However, the headmaster, several elders, and the ten number one true disciples in the millennium were treated as such, and no more than twenty people in the entire Wanfa Tower could drink this spiritual porridge.

This bowl is the master’s own share.

I can only take a look and smell it in my lifetime.

Thinking about it, the girl felt a little sorry for herself. Why was she not a male cultivator?

"Let it go."

Yuan Duxiu just glanced at it lightly.

"this"

The girl hesitated slightly: "Master gave the order and said that he would watch you drink it."

"Do you think I would give such precious spiritual porridge to others?"

Yuan Duxiu asked rhetorically.

The girl thought for a moment, and realized that it would be impossible for her, not to mention anyone else, not even one of her own people, to let them take a sip of such a bowl of spiritual porridge.

"I just swallowed the purple energy to make my blood boil, so I can't use it for the time being."

Yuan Duxiu said again.

The young girl put down the spiritual porridge, bowed, and slowly retreated.

"Miao Meng is beginning to doubt my progress."

Yuan Duxiu frowned slightly.

After several months of delivering spiritual porridge, this was the first time that she wanted to watch him drink it. Obviously, Miao Meng was not satisfied with her progress despite spending a lot of resources.

"Your spiritual phase has initially been condensed. The Great Sun can't be said to have both form and spirit, but it's just barely there. Next is the time when a lot of resources are needed to condense the 'Great Sun Holy Body'. If you can't condense it, you won't have the chance to get it." More for you 'little brother'"

Mu Longcheng said half of his words and did not try to persuade him again.

Over the past few days, he has gained a thorough understanding of Yuan Duxiu, a young man whose family has been ruined. He has a strong hatred for himself and infinite guilt for his 'brother'.

With a spirit of sacrifice, his only weakness is his 'little brother'.

Even Mu Longcheng didn't expect that Yuan Duxiu was actually worried about his 'little brother' at first. This discovery left him speechless.

"Lin Ailong has condensed the 'War King Body' to achieve extremely powerful combat power."

Yuan Duxiu frowned deeply.

He learned about the existence of the 'Tianjiao King's Platform' from Miao Meng's mouth, and he knew very well how many resources Lin Yaolong had received at this time, and I was afraid that it would not be much inferior to him at this time.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the spiritual porridge and swallowed it in small sips.

Buzz~

A gentle buzzing sound came from his whole body. Only after he drank it did Yuan Duxiu realize the power of this spiritual porridge.

There is no digestion required and no taste at all.

Waves of warmth had spread to every detail of his body, and he could clearly feel the progress of his body.

Gentle but not overbearing, slow and trouble-free.

Strengthen the foundation, eliminate old wounds, cleanse the blood marrow, and strengthen the internal organs.

“Good porridge!”

Feeling the immediate effect in his body, Yuan Duxiu's eyes lit up and he couldn't help blurting out.

“Of course it’s good porridge!”

Almost at the same time, a cold voice sounded in his ears. Yuan Duxiu was startled and almost took action subconsciously.

Fortunately, I reacted.

When he looked up, he saw the woman in red, Miao Meng, standing in the wind three feet away.

Miao Meng stood in the wind, her red skirt swaying slightly, looking particularly bright and agile. She was the best in the world in terms of appearance and body.

"Why are you here?"

Yuan Duxiu's heart thumped, but his face remained calm.

The relationship between him and Miao Meng was very delicate. Although they were destined to be 'tao lovers', they both knew the reality.

"A bowl of spiritual porridge is the result of the hard work of tens of thousands of monks, the work of the nine dynasties under Wanfa Downstairs, and the work of more than one billion people. It cannot be wasted."

Miao Meng's eyes were dim and her expression was as cold as her voice: "I won't hold you accountable in the past, and I won't let you waste anything in the future."

Yuan Duxiu speculated on Miao Meng's thoughts without any fear on his face: "In what tone are you asking me? A trader or a 'Taoist'?"

“How are traders?”

Miao Meng asked back.

"Since it's a transaction, whether it's spiritual porridge or elixir, since it's been given to me, it should be handled by me."

Yuan Duxiu did not regress.

He agreed to the deal called ‘Taoist Companion’ which was actually a cauldron, not just for himself.

If he didn't even have this bit of freedom, why would he despise himself so much to become a human being?

Hearing this, Miao Meng was not angry, her eyes moved, and she glanced at him lightly: "What if it's a Taoist couple?"

"If you are a Taoist couple"

Yuan Duxiu paused: "You can't control me anymore."

"With your cultivation, you dare to be so tough in front of me."

There were ripples in Miao Meng's calm eyes, but she ignored the matter and asked instead:

"A few days ago in Tianjiao City, a Taoist named Yuanyang killed Fang Lingsu of Lingtian Sect. The headmaster believed that this person was the one who killed Lin Yabai."

Wanfalou's 'Dragon Turtle Mirror' can reflect a person's bloodline, bone age, and can also trace his origin.

Wanfalou naturally knows Yuan Duxiu's origin very well, and he can't deceive Wanfalou with his cultivation.

Not everyone can hide their real names.

"Impossible!"

Hearing this, Yuan Duxiu shook his head immediately: "There are countless people in the world. Those with the surname Yuan may not be from my Yuan family, and this Yuanyang may not be the Yuanyang who killed Lin Weibai."

He knew who killed Lin Weibai, but how could his little brother kill Fang Lingsu?

What kind of talent can surpass the three hundred years of cultivation of the first true disciple of Lingtian Sect in just over a year after birth?

Therefore, he didn't believe that the famous 'Yuanyang Taoist' was his little brother.

There was no doubt at all.

Even the ancient Tianzun, Saint Emperor, and Supreme could not do such a thing at such a young age.

"It seems that you know Yuan Yang who killed Lin Weibai?"

Miao Meng looked at Yuan Duxiu thoughtfully:

"I have used the 'Dragon Turtle Technique' to predict that the source of your Yuan family's bloodline is one of the thousand grandchildren of the ancient king. It has been passed down from generation to generation. There is only one person in the world who is connected with your bloodline, and that person is your little brother."

Hoo~

The wind rises on the top of the mountain, and Miao Meng's red clothes flutter, making her face look even whiter and colder: "What's his name?"

"Are you doubting my little brother?"

Yuan Duxiu's chest rose and fell slightly, and his eyes glowed with a burning red light, and he couldn't hold back his emotions:

"He's still a child!"

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