A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

"Guardian Zuo! Something bad has happened!"

"Huh?" Tian Xia Feng Dao Bei argued, and Dao Wuji suddenly felt uneasy when he saw the extremely anxious black-clothed sword guard.

"Why are you so panicked?" Dao Wuji asked aloud.

"Guardian Zuo, Chairman, Chairman..." the sword guard in black said in panic.

"What's wrong, Chairman?!" Dao Wuji was shocked and shouted hurriedly.

"The chairman is dead!" the sword guard in black said sadly, "the four celebrities are all dead, Shenwu Peak is gone, and three of the Six Swordsmen are dead!!"

"How could this happen?!" Dao Wuji was shocked and incomprehensible. The sudden news undoubtedly shook him upside down.

"Quick! Take people back!" Dao Wuji could no longer care about Bei's argument at this moment. The base camp was destroyed and even his master was killed. What's the need to protect a small stronghold now.

After a while, Dao Wuji hurried to the Xizhao stronghold with a thousand black-clad sword guards. According to the message, Dao Wuhou's body is now there.

…

In less than a day, what happened to Feng Dao in the world spread throughout Xiwulin. Everyone who heard the news was stunned.

How could the world sealing sword that had just been established after eradicating Tiandu end up like this in the blink of an eye?

A stronghold was wiped out, the headquarters of Shenwu Peak was destroyed, not only the backbone members of the force were killed and injured a lot, but even the leader of the world's best swordsman, the magic sword swordsman who killed the tyrant Luo Hou, was also killed.

For a moment, people in Xiwulin were panicked, worried about what changes would happen in the future, and whether another demon would appear and start to rule violently.

Suffering a fatal blow, Tian Xia Feng Dao's strength was greatly damaged, and their reputation plummeted. They were once the leaders of Xi Wulin, and they no longer had the strength to maintain this dazzling position.

What they should be worried about now is where the person behind the scenes will attack Tianxia Fengdao.

However, when Dao Wuji and the others huddled together, preparing to fight to the death, they could not wait for a long time to see the powerful enemy they had imagined.

…

In the valley where Yu Qingjue was in Xiwulin, Jun Moxie took Ah Lian and said goodbye to Yu Qingjue.

"Farewell today, see you again in the future." Jun Moxie said to Yu Qingjue.

"I'll let you listen to my piano skills again then." Yu Qingjue replied.

"Oh, then I'm looking forward to meeting you then. Farewell!" After saying that, Jun Moxie turned around and headed towards the rising sun.

"..." Yu Qing never asked where Jun Moxie would go, because he already had a premonition.

"Master, shall we go to the Central Plains?" Ah Lian, who was following Jun Moxie, asked.

"What, do you think I will go to the Central Plains?" Jun Moxie asked.

"Isn't this right?" Ah Lian was puzzled. When he left Xiwulin this time, wasn't he going to the Central Plains to settle accounts with the three religions?

"We are going to the Central Plains, but not now." Jun Moxie has his own plan.

At the beginning, Saint Master, Old Buddha and Tao Zun, along with the troops of the Three Religions, killed many of Tiandu's deployments. Naturally, Jun Moxie would not let it go easily. That would be a great disservice to those who fought hard for Tiandu.

fair.

Blood debt must be paid with blood!

However, if you want to take revenge, you don't have to be stupid to go up and confront them. Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have a large number of people. They have been operating in the Central Plains for many years and have deep roots. If they rush up rashly, it will be difficult to escape intact.

In the final analysis, Jun Moxie is still not strong enough. Now if Jun Moxie faces any of the leaders of the three religions, he has no absolute guarantee of victory, let alone having friendly troops to protect him in the enemy's territory.

Therefore, Jun Moxie decided to find a place to retreat first to improve his strength.

"Let's go to Nan Wulin." Jun Moxie said.

"Nan Wulin?" Ah Lian looked at Jun Moxie doubtfully.

"There are more or less enemies in the West Wulin and the Central Plains. We can't guarantee whether our whereabouts will be exposed. It would be much better to go to the South Wulin. But I can find a place to live in seclusion for a while. After I have mastered my martial arts, I can go out and attack them."

Bring them back one by one!" Jun Moxie said solemnly.

"Well, Ah Lian will go wherever the young master goes." Ah Lian said with a smile.

"Don't worry, as long as I live, I will never abandon you." Jun Moxie promised Ah Lian.

A few days later, Jun Moxie and Ah Lian crossed the boundary between Xiwu Lin and Nan Wulin.

…

In the realm of Jiyuan, one can practice an attribute of Qi to its purity and reach its peak. This realm is also the highest level of internal strength that can be achieved in the world of suffering.

Wujun Luohou is a strong man in the extreme realm who possesses demonic energy. His deep foundation and cultivation are difficult for his contemporary opponents to contend with.

As a disciple of Luo Hou, Jun Moxie naturally obtained the method of Jiyuan cultivation. He always believed in what Luo Hou said, the foundation is the foundation of everything, and he believed in the principle that "great power can produce miracles".

On this day, in a mountain forest in Nanwulin, a supreme white holy energy suddenly shot straight into the sky.

Immediately, auspicious clouds surrounded the place and the sun shone brightly. On the earth, dead trees turned spring, and birds and animals spontaneously gathered at the foot of a mountain.

After a while, the holy energy dissipated, the sky and the earth returned to calm, and the birds and beasts dispersed automatically.

On Wuming Mountain, Ah Lian looked at Jun Moxie who came out of the cave in surprise, "Congratulations, young master, on your great achievement!!"

"The realm of extreme yuan has finally been achieved." Jun Moxie quietly felt the endless power in his body. As soon as he took hold of it, the surrounding earth trembled. This power to control the world was really fascinating.

Jun Moxie relaxed his mind and felt that the whole world was under his induction.

And just when Jun Moxie was sensing the heaven and earth, on a towering mountain peak in the Central Plains, a Buddhist monk holding a fly whisk, a golden relic on his head, a stern face, and a dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows suddenly woke up from his meditation.

"Hmm?" Sensing the aura dispersing between heaven and earth, the eminent Buddhist monk opened his eyes, his confident eyes gazing at the world, but also adding a bit of doubt, "When did another strong man appear in this difficult situation?"

"That direction is Nan Wulin," the eminent monk looked up to the south, curious. "With pure and flawless holy energy, who is this person?"

"That's alright. I'll be quiet and think about it for a while." The eminent monk stood up and turned into a golden light and headed towards the southern martial arts forest.

"Ah Lian, what time is it now?" Jun Moxie had been in seclusion for a long time, and Jun Moxie's concept of time had become blurry.

"Back to you, young master, more than eight hundred years have passed since we left Xiwulin and came here." Ah Lian sighed.

"More than eight hundred years?!" Jun Moxie was suddenly shocked. He thought that at most it had been more than a hundred years.

The breeze blew, and a strand of white hair obscured Jun Moxie's vision. Only then did he realize that he already had white hair.

"I didn't expect that my hair would turn gray in the blink of an eye." Jun Moxie said strangely.

"Master, don't worry. Every innate person with advanced cultivation has gray hair. From a certain point of view, this is a symbol of the status of an expert." Ah Lian said with a smile.

"Then your hair is black." Jun Moxie pointed at Ah Lian's long, straight black hair.

"Don't worry about these small details. Speaking of which, what are the young master's plans after leaving seclusion this time?" Ah Lian avoided the topic of hair.

"Let's go out and take a look first, and then go collect a debt." Jun Moxie said calmly.

"Okay, young master, let's set off now!" Ah Lian walked down the mountain excitedly.

"Are you so anxious?"

"Ah Lian has been in this deserted place for hundreds of years!" Ah Lian's faint voice came.

…

One day after Jun Moxie and Ah Lian left the unknown mountain, a golden light came from the sky.

"Huh? I'm late?" The monk looked around, but there was no one there.