Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

If the Guiyuan Realm experts are soldiers in the army, then Banbu Zhengang is their commander-in-chief, standing out from among these people.

Tianling burns incense, shocking the demons of the ten directions.

A master like Ming Donglou goes a step further, stepping into the gangway, ever-changing, even in Longhu Mountain, he can confer the position of [Elder].

rumbling...

The sword qi danced wildly and messily in the sky, like the two spirit fishes in the polar regions of the North Sea, under the ice for ten thousand years.

In the desperate situation, there is still a flash of light, waiting for the time to ascend to heaven and transform.

If it is explained that the first move of the East Building [Da Xuefeng], the sword intent is the vastness of nature.

Then the second trick [Yin-Yang Fish] is the vitality of all things.

"Yes, you are the third one who can block my second sword in the Guiyuan Realm."

Ming Donglou whispered softly, his eyes were always as steady as his knife.

The only difference is that he looked at Zhou Dao with a little more admiration.

You know, his realm is far higher than Zhou Dao.

Half-step into the astral, enough to kill all the Yuanyuan realm in seconds.

In fact, this level of realm is between Guiyuan and Chenggang.

If Guiyuanjing is likened to a long road, Zhou Daogang is at the starting point.

But Mingdonglou had already reached the end of the road and boarded a boat that crossed the sea.

Between the two, a judgment is made.

Such Zhou Dao was able to block his second knife.

In the Guiyuan Realm, Ming Dongyue has only seen two such monsters.

He believes that even if he looks at the world and looks at it for a hundred years, this kind of perversion will not exceed the number of hands.

"It's no wonder that Longhu Mountain can stand up to this day."

Zhou Daochang let out a long sigh, like a white line, turning into a line.

A large amount of sweat evaporated very quickly under the high temperature of the body, and the mist was hazy, which set off Zhou Dao's figure looming.

The turbulent evil dragon Qi consumed most of it and shrank in the body.

The Black Dragon Sword also let out a whimper, and the body of the sword was sad.

The knives in the Mingdong Building are indeed terrifying. Longhu Mountain can cultivate such disciples, which is enough to inherit it.

Xiao Li and Xiong Jiuyin who Zhou Dao had met in the past were all compared.

In front of Mingdong Building, those people are garbage.

"Master is amazing."

The thirteenth prince's face was flushed red, even if his realm was low, the brilliance of this battle made him stunned and his blood boiled.

"Your master has met an opponent." Wang Xiaoyi looked ugly.

The knife in Mingdong Tower is too weird.

His first knife was enough to overwhelm the world and Guiyuan, and there was no suspense at all.

But the second knife was even more terrifying, and the strength of Mingdonglou was tripled.

Wang Xiaoyi could see this.

Zhou Dao could also see it.

"Three times the strength of the half-step, you can stop it."

Ming Donglou slowly retracted the knife, looked at Zhou Dao, and nodded.

"I like you very much."

"Your sword is not finished yet." Zhou Dao said solemnly.

Ming Donglou nodded: "I practiced the secret technique of Longhu Mountain, called [Six Arms Mingzun]."

Having said that, his gaze towards Zhou Dao became sharp, like a tiger in the deep mountains, waiting to move, the dragon and snake landed.

"You take two swords from me, and you will have nine times the combat power after the third sword."

"What?" Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly.

Is there such a secret in this world? Can you increase your combat power nine times?

Isn't this horse riding cheating?

"The fourth sword has eighteen times the combat power."

"Huh!?" Zhou Dao was stunned.

"The fifth sword has twenty-seven times the combat power."

Zhou Dao was a little dazed, isn't this riding a horse just a comparison?

Isn’t it necessary to be down-to-earth and practice diligently when practicing a single path?

This kind of behavior is the greatest injustice for those who are down-to-earth and practice hard.

Damn, how can other people live with this kind of hanging? This riding on a horse simply ruined the ethos of the practice world and broke the balance of the world.

"As for the sixth knife..."

"You haven't finished riding the horse yet?" Zhou Dao stared with round eyes and cursed in his heart.

"It can increase the combat power by eighty-one times."

"Eighty-one times!?"

Zhou Dao's throat wriggled a bit, swallowed, and didn't know if it was shock or greed.

Eighty-one times the combat power, if it is deployed, then the result...

"Unfortunately, I have only reached the fifth knife so far." Ming Donglou shook his head, a look of shame appeared on his face, and Zhou Daozhi wanted to hit him with the sole of his big shoe.

Are you ashamed of riding a horse? Put this pretence aside! ?

Even if he has only practiced the fifth sword, he has twenty-seven times the combat power.

Half-step true astral, increase the combat power by 27 times, how terrifying is this?

"I'm not as good as you at your age." Ming Donglou said suddenly.

Today's Zhou Dao is less than 20 years old. In total, Ming Donglou is eight years older than him.

When he stepped into the Yuanyuan Realm back then, he would never be able to fight half a step, let alone block three times his combat power.

For this alone, Zhou Dao won the recognition of Mingdong Building.

"This……"

Zhou Dao pouted and said nothing. The way of cultivation only depends on strength, not age.

Young and famous, there are those who push horizontally all the way, just like sword pillars and food pillars.

The masters are late bloomers, and there are others who come up later, such as Chen Zhuofeng, who suppressed that generation eight hundred years ago.

But for Zhou Dao, these ancestors have no reference significance.

There is an unprecedented enemy in front of him, Yuan Zu and Sunset, only one of them can survive.

For this, he must become stronger and not slack off.

"Then what... your Dragon Tiger Mountain's secret technique for boosting... Is there any channel?"

Zhou Dao suddenly showed a kind smile and asked.

"What do you mean?" Ming Donglou was startled.

"Pure Taoist communication." Zhou Dao said quite euphemistically.

Ming Donglou was stunned, and immediately shook his head: "That is a secret method passed down from generation to generation, and non-disciples of this sect cannot practice."

The secret technique of boosting can be regarded as the top secret technique in Longhu Mountain, and [Six Arms Mingzun] is just one of them.

This kind of secret technique has extremely high requirements for practitioners. Even an existence like Mingdonglou has only practiced the fifth sword after ten years of practice.

Since such a secret method has such an exaggerated increase in power, it naturally has great restrictions, and not everyone can practice it.

"That's a pity."

A look of disappointment flashed on Zhou Dao's face. After seeing the wonders of the secret technique of augmentation, he yearned for this technique to the extreme.

"Brother Zhou has come all the way from the capital, and he will definitely stay here for a while. You can come to me in your spare time to verify each other."

Mingdonglou threw an olive branch, he was fascinated by the swordsmanship, extremely pure.

Zhou Dao's strength has indeed won his approval.

Given time, this is a good whetstone.

"Huh? You know me?" Zhou Dao thought about it and heard the trick.

"The heir of Emperor Qin, the emperor's tomb, has already spread all over the world, how could I not know it?"

Mingdonglou's gaze turned and landed on the Thirteenth Prince.

"The blood of the Emperor Qin is really incredible."

With his eyesight, he can naturally see the extraordinaryness of Little Thirteen.

This little guy was taught the [Huangtian Divine Sutra] by the Earth King Shituo, and later he was baptized by the Dragon Qi of Daqin.

His foundation is extremely frightening, and he is afraid that even if he looks at the world, he will not be able to find a second one.

Even Zhou Dao doesn't know what realm this little guy will reach in the future once he grows up.

"Please, I'll lead the way for you."

Mingdonglou gave way, and it seemed no coincidence that he was here.

"God Tomb?"

Mingdonglou nodded: "Ping'an Ruins."

For the disciples of Longhumen, they prefer to call the forbidden place [Peace Ruins].

From the past dynasties, the disciples of Longhu Mountain are proud to be able to enter the Ping An Ruins after death.

In every era, there are only a handful of people who are eligible to be buried there.

They have amazed the years, and they have left an indelible mark in their respective eras.

"Safety……"

Zhou Dao murmured softly, he was inexplicably close to this word, and when he mentioned it casually, it evoked many memories in him.

After all, the town he walked out of was also called Ping An.

"Let's go."

The little black cat fled into Zhou Dao's arms again, looking at Mingdonglou with deep hostility in his eyes.

She licked the back of Zhou Dao's hand, nestled in his arms, and said nothing.

"Brother Zhou, your pets are all extraordinary."

Ming Donglou glanced at the little black cat, and then at Ha Shiqi, his eyes skipped the small lamp.

There was a strange look on his face.

In a realm like Zhou Dao, people usually concentrate on their practice, and this is the first time I have seen so many pets.

"You are the pet!"

The little black cat shook its tail, then turned its head away and buried itself in Zhou Dao's arms.

"Don't take offense."

Zhou Dao laughed twice, this black cat in their family is very arrogant on weekdays, and it is only docile in front of Zhou Dao.

"It doesn't matter, Longhu Mountain also supports a lot of strange spirit beasts." Ming Donglou whispered.

Little black cat: "..."

Zhenlu Mountain covers thousands of miles and is known to have 800 caves. Many disciples from Longhu Mountain come to practice here.

After all, relying on the Ping An Ruins, it can be protected by the ancestors.

Mingdonglou has been retreating here for three years.

"The Eight Hundred Caves are distributed on various hilltops. There is a small circle here, and occasionally they will learn from each other to prove the Taoist law." Ming Donglou said casually.

Zhou Dao's strength won his approval.

On the contrary, he directly ignored Wang Xiaoyi, even if Xiao Shisangui was the prince and came on behalf of the king, he would not be able to get into the eyes of Mingdonglou.

"Eight hundred caves!? The wind of cultivation is quite strong." Zhou Dao couldn't help sighing.

After all, Longhushan is the leader of the Taoist sect, and not all of the disciples are brave and fierce, and there are at least some of them like the Taoist law enforcement team.

On the contrary, there are many disciples who are devoted to self-cultivation and comprehend Taoism.

"There are three thousand sects in the world. If you talk about the source, more than half of the roots have to be found in Longhu Mountain." Ming Donglou stated a fact.

Taoism in the world is not just talking about it.

There are countless folk legends about the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain subduing demons and subduing demons.

In the hearts of ordinary people, the reputation of Longhu Mountain is at its peak, and it is not under the imperial court at all.

"No wonder..." Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly.

No wonder Emperor Qin did not like Longhu Mountain.

In such a sect, there are people who travel around the world, spread their beliefs, and spread their branches and leaves.

There are also ascetic people like Mingdonglou, who concentrate on the Dharma and inherit the incense.

There is also the existence of the Daomen law enforcement team to win over various sects and consolidate their authority.

In exchange for any person in power, he would not allow such an existence to stay under his nose.

The mountains are towering, Zhou Dao watched the mountains and couldn't help asking: "Babaidongfu, isn't there a lot of masters here?"

"It doesn't count. There are probably one or two hundred people who practice here all year round." Mingdong Corridor said.

"Most of them are half-steps, and stop before that level."

The Astral Realm is a watershed. Being able to achieve half-step into Astral almost exhausts the background. It seems that half a step is separated, but some people may not be able to step out in their lifetime.

"Brother Ming's strength should be in the forefront." Zhou Dao seemed to inquire unintentionally.

Mingdonglou pondered for a while: "Bruly into the top ten."

"Only the top ten!?" Zhou Dao raised his brows.

Mingdonglou is equipped with the secret enhancement method [Six Arms Mingzun], and if he trains five swords, his combat power will be increased by 27 times.

With such strength, he can only rank among the top ten in this True Furnace Mountain?

"The world is out of my generation, and there are dragons and tigers hidden in my generation." Ming Donglou sighed leisurely.

"How can there be an end to Taoism and Immortal Path?"

Speaking of this, Ming Donglou stopped abruptly, his originally calm gaze became sharp, just like his knife.

The cold wave suddenly appeared, looking at the highest mountain.

"The highest peak has only one cave, and only the strongest have been qualified to occupy it."

"The strongest!?"

Zhou Dao followed Mingdong Building's gaze and looked over.

Standing in the middle of the mountains, the lonely peak is like a lonesome swordsman, sweeping invincible and standing in the east wind.

In Zhenlushan, there are more than 100 Longhushan disciples, most of them are half-step cultivation.

It is only as strong as Ming Donglou that ranks in the top ten.

As for the strongest among them, he was the owner of the cave.

"interesting."

Zhou Dao looked at the highest peak, his eyes filled with brilliance, but there was a hint of desire in his heart.

His blood was hot again.

On the road of cultivation, the most fearful thing is being lonely like snow, the road ahead is vast, and there is no successor.

Where can I find heroes in the world, I want to compete with the Duke of Heaven.

Only with pride and vigor, who is the enemy in the world?

"This place is very interesting." The corners of Zhou Dao's mouth raised, and he smiled brightly.

woohoo hoo...

The mountain wind whistled like an invisible big hand, brushing across the mountains, causing the grass and trees to bow their heads, shaking the mountains and rocks.

After Zhenlu Mountain, suddenly bright, on the ancient road, the bluestone mottled, some cracked, some covered with moss~www.readwn.com~ Some faint bloodstains.

Over the years, I don't know how many people have come here to pay homage and worship, just to admire a glimpse of the style of their predecessors.

The end of the ancient bluestone road was obscured by the vast fog, and at first glance, it was impossible to see what was inside.

Next to it, an ancient stone tablet stood with two characters written on it.

"Safety!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes trembled, looking at the ancient stone tablet, his heart beat wildly, he raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at the vast fog in front of him.

In that depth, there is an unprecedented attraction calling him, an incomparably strong, incomparable desire.

"There's..." Zhou Dao murmured softly, a little unbelievable.

That strong call almost drove his instinct to step into it.

"There is Ping'an Ruins, the long-term resting place of the ancestors of Longhu Mountain!!!"