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Daodezong was built at the beginning of the Yellow River.

As the largest sect in Beimang, the leader of the sect, Qilin Zhenren, served as the national teacher of Beimang and brought great glory to Daodezong. In the country, everyone from high-ranking officials and wealthy families to traders and common people had devout faith in Daodesect.

On March 3rd, the dragon raises its head, and the Taoism Sect Water and Land Dharma Assembly takes place.

Pilgrims from Saibei Grassland, Rouran Mountains and other states and regions spent more than half a year preparing to go to Tianmen Daode Sect, which was extremely prosperous for a while.

It is said that there is a floating mountain behind Tianmen, where the master who has become a saint cultivates immortality and does not care about worldly affairs.

Tianmen is a natural hole surrounded by two towering peaks facing each other. It is filled with clouds and mist inside. There are 999 jade steps outside the door. Even if you climb up the steps and take a closer look outside the door, you will not be able to see clearly the mystery inside.

Outside Tianmen, there are eighteen Taoist temples, nine on each side, with an endless stream of pilgrims. The endless incense blends into the mist all year round, making Daodezong more and more like a fairyland on earth.

A main road leads to Tianmen.

In the central square, a nine-foot-nine waterway high platform has been built, with gold, stone, agate as the base and white jade as the steps. Below are countless crowds of pilgrims. Four Taoist monks in Xuanpao stand in the four directions on the high platform, chanting sutras constantly.

Taoists in purple robes gathered around the center seat to pray for Beimang.

The purple-robed Taoist was sitting cross-legged on the futon with a calm and meditative expression, but suddenly his eyes widened and he spattered blood on the ground with a loud sound.

"master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The sudden abnormality shocked the disciples from all four directions, and they rushed over to ask questions.

Master Qilin didn't seem to hear, he stood up suddenly, stared at the southern sky, and said angrily: "Shuzi, how dare you destroy my Taoist body?"

**

A stream of light penetrated the clouds and hit the sun, breaking through the fierce winds. It passed through the Rouran Mountain Pass in the northwestern city of Beimang at an extremely fast speed. It was powerful and powerful. The city locked the border with Yin. The defense lines were stretching, overlapping and forming defensive forces, and the barriers were tight.

, is one of the throats of Mobei in the Beimang Empire. Some soldiers climbed up to the city and looked into the distance. I don’t know who saw the streamer for the first time.

"That's a flying sword!"

There was a cry of exclamation, and the news immediately spread like crazy. The border officers and soldiers rushed to the commanding heights of the city. Sure enough, they saw a flying sword piercing the clouds in the sky. The northwest grand pass suddenly exploded, and the flying sword whizzed past overhead.

, everyone looked up stupidly, not daring to speak, for fear of being disturbed and being decapitated by the celestial sword above their heads.

In Jinchanzhou, a swarthy middle-aged man who looked like a peasant man stopped his steps and looked at the flying sword in the sky quietly: "In the past eight hundred years, Dedao has never killed anyone with a flying sword. I wonder how much you compare with Lu Zu

Real colors."

The voice was far-reaching, and no one could be seen on the ground.

**

Taoism.

The strange appearance of the high platform caused an uproar among the pilgrims below.

"How could a saint vomit blood for no reason? Did someone use some kind of witchcraft to defeat the nightmare?"

"Nonsense, a saint is immune to all evil, how can a mere trail hurt a saint?"

"Then why don't you tell me what it is?"

There was a quarrel in the Taoist temple. Not only the pilgrims, but also several disciples in black Taoist robes on the stage looked at each other and asked: "Master, what on earth happened here? Is your health okay?"

"nothing!"

Recalling the previous kind of sword prison, Master Qilin flashed a trace of fear. The five-finger sword prison was like a mountain, which could restrain the physical, spiritual and physical bodies of Tongxuan people. The more they struggled, the more domineering the force of the rebound became. In addition to using force to defeat all methods,

, there is almost no solution, but except for Wang Xianzhi, an immortal warrior who simply proves the Tao through force, it is extremely difficult for people in the three religions to break through their defenses.

Especially the despair of being imprisoned and his body bursting at the last moment. Master Qilin truly felt the fear that sent chills down his spine.

Seeing that the four major disciples around him and the pilgrims under the stage were all paying attention to him, Master Qilin straightened his body, finally regained some of the Taoist master's calm and unhurried demeanor, and said with a flourish of his sleeves:

"Recently, the Liyang Sword God broke into my territory in Beimang. I was ordered by the Empress to use my external incarnation to give him good advice. I expected him to leave peacefully, but unexpectedly he took advantage of my surprise and launched a sword attack, destroying my way.

My body was severely injured."

"Liyang's swordsman and dog thief, kill him and crush Liyang."

"Kill him and crush Liyang." Under the high platform, many pilgrims shouted loudly, with angry expressions on their faces.

"Everyone, please be patient!"

The people from Qilin Town spread their hands and became quiet for a moment. He glanced at everyone and said, "The damage to my cultivation is small, but the safety of Beimang cannot be ignored. I will report it to the Empress, so that with the power of all the masters in Beimang, the situation will be stronger."

Kill the thieves and bring them within the borders of the country to show the prestige of our country!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!...."

"Chagulu, Chagulu..."

The crowd was furious, with countless pilgrims raising their hands in the air, and there was also a lot of prairie language mixed in.

"boom!"

But at this moment, a volley of thunderbolts came from the sky, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Temples, pressing down on the entire Taoist Sect.

The celestial sword emitting a mysterious light hung high in front of the Tianmen of Daode Sect, and the entire Tianmen Mountain shook violently.

The immortal sword hovered, and the immortal Xuanyin instantly tore through the clouds: "You don't have to wait for Beimang to take action, Qingyun Sect Chen Jun returns the favor today!"

On the top of the gate of Daodezong Mountain, the archway that has been passed down for thousands of years fell into pieces in an instant.

At the top of Tianmen Mountain, the purple-gold rolling Qingyun clouds suddenly cut off by 30%, and the light on the clouds suddenly dimmed.

"what is that?"

"It looks like a flying sword!"

A flying sword fell from the sky to the ground!

The pilgrims inside and outside the Eighteen Taoist Temples were all dumbfounded. They were still furious at first, but when they saw the voice coming from the heavenly sword, they suddenly became silent.

At the foot of Tianmen Mountain, there were a lot of discussions, commotions and curses, but many pilgrims exclaimed after coming back to their senses. This mysterious method is truly the work of an immortal, and may only appear in legends and stories in the human world.

How many times can we see you?

The crowd stood on tiptoes, raised their heads and looked up, but they were a little curious as to why the Tao Te Sect's incense was lifeless.

The people of Qilin Town looked at the shattered archway, their eyes were about to burst, and they laughed angrily: "It's too much to bully others. It's not enough to destroy my Taoist body. You also use a thousand-mile flying sword to cut the fate of the Taoist sect. It doesn't matter that you are the sword god. What do you think?"

Until death?"

"So what if I don't die?"

"Beimang has 40% chance of national destiny - I will decide it!"

The sound of thunder floated down from the sword, unbridled and proud.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the scalps of all the pilgrims in the audience were numb, and their whole bodies were agitated, as if they were facing the scene of thousands of miles of ink cloud destroying the city, and the sound of thunder sounded, and their hearts were shattered.

At the same time, all the flags on the waterway high platform made of white jade were wiped out. The four Xuanpao disciples standing next to Master Qilin almost instinctively bent down and knelt down with a bang.

"evildoer!"

Master Qilin stood in the wind, making a circle with his hands, but at this moment, the sword from the sky struck straight at him.

"cut!"

A murmur, the brilliant power of heaven, is like a decree of amnesty for the destruction of the world!

Clear light.

The pilgrims who were rushing to flee saw an unprecedented clear light in their eyes, covering the high platform.

After the calm, no light was seen, and most of the nine-foot-nine high waterway platform was turned into black charcoal and ashes, with only a few messy jade, gold and stones scattered everywhere, causing pilgrims to rob it.

There were four Taoist corpses on the ground, but the corpse of Qilin Master was not seen.

When the pilgrim was at a loss, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound and saw a flying sword shooting out from the Daodezong Sutra Pavilion.

There is a Taoist book on the edge of the sword hilt, intact.

This sword seems to be fine.

Someone murmured.