Great Dao Ji

"Brand-new satin surface is most favored by dignitaries in the inner city"

"Spring worship ancestors, incense and candles, cloud treasure set, five coins, only five coins~"

“Freshly baked pancakes~”

The sun travels across the sky, spreading endless light. The grass and trees on the boundless land are green, and vigorous vitality rises from the ground and fills the world.

As winter goes, Blue Mountain City seems to have returned to its former prosperity, without the mess that it was when the previous war was affected.

Buzz~

In the midst of the clouds and mist, a young man in black robe made a casual move, and a bronze compass whirled and fell into his hand.

After a slight feeling, the young man frowned, looked at the middle-aged man in plain yellow clothes and carrying a long knife not far away, and said coldly:

"Lin Baimei, with your ability in Pingbo Tower, you haven't found the slightest trace?"

Looking back from the city, Lin Baimei shook his head slightly: "In the past few months, many disciples of our sect have gone out and almost visited Anning Mansion, but it is true that the whereabouts of Ambassador Lin Zhen have not been found."

"It's strange."

The young man in black robe frowned slightly, his cold eyes filled with surprise.

Although Anning Mansion is huge, it is only relative to ordinary people.

For a monk like him who has traveled thousands of miles, it only takes a few days to cross the east and west. In the past few months, he has traveled back and forth to An Ning Mansion probably ten times.

Not a single clue was found.

He murmured slightly to himself, but his eyes fell on Lin Baimei:

"Junior brother Lin has three great magical powers. Who can make him disappear silently in Anning Mansion?"

Not many people in Anning Mansion have such strength.

That group of thugs, in the final analysis, destroyed only low-level sects. If they were really powerful, why would they go out of their way to avoid government-level sects like Pingbo Tower and Qunxing Sect?

"Wang Xuangan, do you doubt us? Several commanders of the Zhencheng Army were also missing together!"

Lin Baimei's face suddenly darkened.

"Of course you don't have this ability, right?!"

The young man in black robe had a cold face and was about to say something when the compass in his palm suddenly shined brightly. The scattered golden light burst out and turned into an illusory light curtain in front of his eyes.

"Huh? Is there someone from my department, Jingye, nearby? Is it Junior Brother Lin?"

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, the sounds of metal and iron, as well as urgent calls for help, could be heard from the light curtain:

"There is an attack. Everyone in our Jingye Division should come to our aid as soon as possible after hearing the news!"

The voice was anxious and hoarse, as if the voice was hoarse and the lamp was running out of oil.

"Ask for help?!"

The black-robed young man's face darkened, and before he could speak, his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the Blue Mountain City.

The speed was so fast that Lin Baimei's heart skipped a beat.

"Anyone from Jingye's department was attacked here?"

Lin Baimei frowned, and immediately thought of the group of murderers who fled to destroy the family. Following the young man in black robe, he also turned into a stream of light and chased after them.

"Um?"

The air flow was swirling, and Lin Baimei was thinking in her heart. After a moment, just after thousands of miles, her heart suddenly jumped wildly.

Looking closely, he saw a divine light exploding in the sky far away, and turbulent air currents slapped in all directions, like waves and tides.

What followed was a terrifying wave of supernatural power colliding with light, each stronger than the last, destroying all tangible and intangible things.

Thousands of miles away, dagger-like winds were coming, the ground was in a mess, and the ravines torn by the air waves were shocking.

"Master!"

Lin Baimei was startled. She drew her sword with her backhand and slashed away the billowing wind. She took one step and covered a thousand miles. She passed by in a few steps.

I have seen Wang Xuangan fighting with the invisible person in the sky in the sky.

"It's those guys again!"

Lin Baimei saw at a glance that this person's path was the same as that of the person he was chasing before.

And compared to the previous person, his cultivation seemed to be stronger. Wang Xuangan had condensed three magical powers, and his strength was even higher than his own. At this time, he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"Come down."

He was about to help when he suddenly heard a sigh coming from the ground.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and looked down, and saw a lonely chariot parked among the ruins stained red by blood.

A body chopped into two pieces was thrown flying over the field.

"Confucian people?"

As Lin Baimei changed her mind, she landed in front of the chariot. After just one glance, her brows furrowed deeply.

In this chariot, there was an old man with white beard and hair, but a ruddy complexion and clear eyes, sitting upright.

Even though it was in the middle of a battlefield, it was very quiet and quiet.

After just one glance, Lin Baimei's mind suddenly calmed down, as if an invisible force had wiped away the messy thoughts in his mind.

"Is this the Holy Way of Confucianism?"

He was shocked.

Confucianism is divided into two paths: 'sage' and 'king'. The king path is fierce and murderous, traveling all over the world, and has a great reputation.

The Holy Way existed in the imperial court, among which the great Confucians were either offering wine to others or serving as three ministers. They mainly focused on governing the country and educating others, and rarely took action against others.

But its strength is far superior to that of the 'King' Dao lineage.

"If I don't die today, I will go to the underworld to bring you back to the sun."

The old scholar glanced at the corpse with a calm expression, and the soil rolled over and buried it underneath.

Then, his clear eyes fell on Lin Baimei: "The boy from Pingbo Tower, pull the cart and protect the law for me!"

"Um?"

Lin Baimei was stunned by the old scholar's attitude. She wanted to ask something, but the old scholar lowered his eyes and covered his eyes:

"The man in the air is not a threat. There are great monks chasing him behind him at the moment."

"What? A great cultivator of the Golden Core?!"

Lin Baimei's heart was shocked, and his face suddenly changed.

Only those who have reached the seventh level of the Golden Core can be called great cultivators.

There are three steps in the cultivation of the world. The first step is ordinary, which has six realms, including nourishing qi, receiving the talisman, life, warming and nourishing, entering the Dao, and condensing the elixir.

The second step is extraordinary, which is a total of nine levels of the Golden Core.

After condensing the elixir, anyone who has refined a magical power can be called the first level of the Golden Core.

If a magical power reaches the pinnacle and another derivative magical power is refined, it is the second level of the Golden Core.

This magical power is not a random practice. There must be mutual generation and mutual restraint between the two. The combination of the two will not only increase the magical power of the cultivator several times.

The power of the magical power is ten times that of the former.

And the next few levels are superimposed, and finally the nine magical powers are combined into one, and the Golden Core is nine levels. The power of its magical power has reached the point of shaking the world!

A third-turn golden elixir cultivator like him can walk a thousand miles and move mountains, while a ninth-turn golden elixir cultivator can already pick stars by following the moon!

The rulers of the northwestern states, and even the states of the world, are only at this level of cultivation!

How could it be?

Huh!

He wanted to say something, but the old scholar in the carriage had already slowly closed his eyes, and his breath fell to the bottom of the valley, as if he had fallen into a deep state of meditation.

He only left a faint sentence, and only by going west could he survive.

"West"

After a slight hesitation, Lin Baimei gritted his teeth, picked up the reins, put them on his shoulders, stepped on them, and pulled up the carriage.

Soared into the sky, heading west!

"Want to run?!"

The moment the carriage was lifted into the air, the person who was fighting with Wang Xuangan in the sky suddenly shouted, and even took on Wang Xuangan's magical power.

While coughing up blood and howling, the divine light around him surged, interweaving with each other to form a long spear, pulling out a dazzling light.

Piercing through the void, he chased after the chariot.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing that this man was still chasing after the chariot while fighting with him, Wang Xuangan was furious. While shouting angrily, another magical power burst out.

The divine light entangled and changed, turning into six red-gold dragons that were as real as substance, whipping at the mysterious man surrounded by the divine light like a whip!

"Red Flame Six Dragon Whip?!"

The mysterious man was shocked when he saw it, and even though he was unwilling, he could only turn around to fight back.

But the long spear that penetrated the void seemed to have life, spanning thousands of miles, and its speed was extremely fast, and it was about to catch up with the chariot.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Lin Baimei looked solemn, and he pulled the chariot and moved vertically and horizontally in the sky, but still couldn't get rid of the tracking of the long spear.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and turn around to meet the attack.

He was seen holding the reins with one hand and holding the long sword behind him with the other hand, with his magic power boiling and surging, until the long spear came whistling less than ten miles away.

He just slashed with his sword!

Clang~~~

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold air burst out.

In just a moment, the boundless cold light had turned into a ferocious and roaring cold dragon, meeting the long spear that pierced through the void.

Boom!

The earth shook!

The collision in the air, without the situation of mutual force relief, all the power of the magical powers exploded in the void.

In an instant, a strong wind rose above the earth.

Under the strong pressure, the air waves and strong winds spread layer by layer, blowing thousands of miles in countless air explosions and thunders.

Blue Mountain City, thousands of miles away, was shaken by this collision, and many people in the city were almost shocked to jump up.

Everyone looked up in shock, and saw the vast sky, and they were all trembling.

Almost at the same time, they screamed and fled to the surrounding houses!

"Huh? This, this is?"

Qiao Qier, who had changed his name and called himself Mo Ke, was also shocked. He stepped onto the city wall and stared at the distant sky.

Faintly, he felt several extremely terrifying auras sweeping across at an even more terrifying speed.

Whoosh~

Among the mountains and valleys, the grass and trees are green, and the vitality of all things reviving is more vivid in the mountains and forests.

On a mountain top, An Qisheng sat cross-legged in meditation, his breath was ethereal, as if he existed, as if he didn't exist.

On the mountain ten miles away, Gong Yangyan led a big donkey, with a serious look, ready for battle.

Further away, between the mountains, the wooden city was in full swing, as if it was expanding, and it seemed to be starting to build a city in the true sense.

Huh!

Inhale!

An Qisheng sat quietly on the top of the mountain, his expression peaceful, and between his mouth and nose, invisible air currents swirled in and out.

This was no longer air currents.

It was a true spiritual inspiration!

"It's about to start, it's about to start"

Seeing the spiritual inspirations being swallowed and spit out, the three-hearted blue spirit child couldn't help but hold his breath, extremely nervous.

It wanted to know what kind of cultivation method this monster gentleman was talking about, 'get first and then kill'.

How great was the 'kill three corpses' method that made him a little excited, that made the monster gentleman consider the 'witch' of the witch god world as an alternative.

Whoosh!

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that the wind was blowing.