Great Dao Ji

"Perhaps he is not unaware of this encounter."

Porter looked at Mu Longcheng's body and felt silent in his heart.

For thousands of years, there are many people who have been pursuing the path forward and exploring immortality, ranging from princes and ministers to monks and wild men.

The Begging Club and the Martial Arts Hall were both founded in that turbulent era three hundred years ago. However, their original intentions were different. The Martial Arts Hall was to strengthen the country and its species, and assassinate foreign invaders, warlords, and horse thieves.

Although the Begging Society did the same thing, their intentions were different. They wanted to find a way forward in extreme danger.

This is also the reason for the differences between the two after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The Begging Society has gone overseas because Daxuan no longer has their soil. The vast world, desperate places, and battlefields overseas are where they want to go.

Live for the Tao, or die for the Tao.

Mu Longcheng is like this, Yan Changsha is like this, and so is he.

"This is Mulong City"

Su Jie couldn't calm down.

He had heard the legend of the richest man in Xuan Ren since he was a child. After practicing martial arts, he heard the story of this legend in the martial arts world.

Such a character died like this?

"So what about Mu Longcheng? He is not a god."

Potter sighed:

"If you are not God, you will die anyway. When you die or how you die, it doesn't matter."

After that, he stepped forward step by step and walked into everyone's sight.

Under the gaze of everyone, he picked up Mu Longcheng's body and turned around to leave.

Everyone watched but did not stop him.

Daxuan has a saying that once you die, everything will end. No matter how many grievances there are, it will end here.

"Amitabha."

Shi Xingwu let out a long sigh, looked at An Qisheng on the golden roof, and clasped his hands together:

"What do you call me sir?"

This person, he is very strange and unknown, but after today, he is truly famous and famous all over the world.

He glanced at the great monk.

This fat monk has a bloated body, which does not seem to fit the appearance of a person in the martial arts world. In fact, martial arts have learned Bao Dan, and being fat or thin is not a problem at all. The fat monk's fatness is due to his horizontal training.

Looking at him, An Qisheng had no intention of hiding anything:

"An Qisheng."

Cultivation in a place of extraordinary spirituality is not just a matter of finding a place deep in the mountains and old forests to practice in secret. It is only a matter of time before you get to the front of others.

Sooner or later, what difference does it make?

Dragons can be big or small, they can soar in the sky or hide deep in the swamp. However, if they hide in the swamp all their lives, even a dragon is no different from a loach.

Others doubt or guess?

So what?

If you don't even have this courage, how can you talk about immortality and the great road?

"An Qisheng, is that you?"

After chewing on the name, Shi Xingwu was shocked: "Are you the gentleman who walked with Xinwu and Xinlu?"

"It's me."

An Qisheng sighed: "I'm very sorry for the passing of the two masters. It's just that these things cannot be explained clearly in one sentence."

Shi Xinwu and Shi Xinwu died tragically, and he was the only one who witnessed it.

It's a pity that he couldn't save the two of them at that time.

"Who is the murderer?"

Shi Xingwu waved his hand to stop the other monks who wanted to speak, and asked again.

"His name is Tong Zhengyang, and he comes from beyond Xuanxing."

An Qisheng explained calmly.

He, Shi Xinwu and Shi Xinlu were considered brothers in arms, and he felt very sorry for their deaths.

"Beyond Xuanxing?"

Several great monks looked at each other in disbelief.

Shi Xingwu nodded slightly, he had seen those videos.

"Too much is too little."

Jian Shixingwu wanted to ask again, but Taoist Juechen waved his hand impatiently: "Thanks to you practicing in Shaolin Temple for many years, you can't see through life and death."

"What the Taoist said is wrong."

Shi Xingwu shook his head slightly:

"The Buddha talks about great love, but the monk is not a Buddha. Great love is hard to achieve, and small love is hard to give up. If you don't care about your relatives, friends and nephews, how can you talk about all living beings? The monk doesn't care much about his own life and death, but other than that,

Monk, they all care. "

The fat monk's words were a little gentle, but his words were neither humble nor overbearing. He answered Taoist Juechen and bowed slightly to An Qisheng: "Mr. An, the monk is being presumptuous."

"The two masters fought side by side with me. I will answer everything about the two masters."

An Qisheng didn't care, and glanced at Shi Xingwu lightly:

"Master wants to ask why my strength has changed so much, right?"

The deaths of Shi Xinwu and Shi Xinwu were less than a month ago. Shi Xinlong would have known about his strength at that time. Such a big change in just one month would be extremely strange if no one doubted it. .

"It's presumptuous."

Shi Xingwu bowed again.

He couldn't believe that a person could undergo such earth-shaking changes in less than a month.

Even if he is a genius and can ignore the power until he meets the gods, no great master in ancient and modern times can make an exception if he can hold the elixir for a hundred days.

He couldn't figure out how a master who was only at the Huajin level more than half a month ago could undergo such a big change in just half a month.

Not only Shi Xing Wu, but Su Jie who was not far away and Taoist Juechen who was standing on the golden dome were also moved in their hearts.

"There are many things that I can't say out loud. I can only say that the change is because of a locust wood token."

An Qisheng replied calmly.

As his plan unfolds, the Blessed Land of Reincarnation and the Infinite Cave will be known to others sooner or later.

He doesn't care about being known either.

Compared with entering the dream world, this explanation is easier to accept.

As for whether he believes it or not?

After he got the token himself, he naturally believed it.

A locust wood token?

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

What kind of explanation is this?

"Sophora wood token? Thank you sir for clarifying."

Others were shocked and doubtful, but Shi Xingwu straightened up, not knowing whether to believe it or not. He put his hands together in a salute, said goodbye to the two of them, and turned to leave.

Several other great monks still had doubts in their hearts, but they could only endure it and follow him away.

After walking far away, someone asked.

The fifth line of interpretation is silent.

No matter what kind of person An Qisheng was once, he is now the Grand Master of Jianshen, who defeated the best master in the world in Mu Long City.

Even if he answered a few of his questions because of Xinwu and the two of them, he still couldn't get to the bottom of it.

Too much is not enough.

"This fat monk is the only one in the Shaolin Temple who can impress the old Taoist."

Taoist Juechen looked at the few monks who were gradually disappearing and sighed.

In the world of Daxuan martial arts, Shaolin Temple is definitely the most famous and has the largest number of people.

It's a pity that most of them are no longer real monks, and this Shi Xing Wu is one of them.

An Qisheng turned around and glanced at Taoist Juechen:

"Taoist Priest, I am here to borrow the Golden Palace."

"Golden Palace?"

Taoist Juechen was a little surprised at first, then nodded: "If you want to use it, I'll just let you know, but only on thunderstorm days."

Wudang Mountain is a Daxuan 5A scenic spot with great influence. Even he would only come during thunderstorms.

After all, there are usually too many tourists. If there is thunder every day, it will have a big impact.

The income is several billion a year. He agreed, but the government did not agree.

"That's natural."

An Qisheng nodded, understanding this.

Wudang Mountain has its own Feng Shui formation, and the Golden Dome is not needed except at critical times.

"There are too many people, so let's go to where the old Taoist usually lives first."

Taoist Juechen remained silent.

The two of them immediately left the Golden Summit one after the other.

At this time, many tourists who had previously taken refuge in the Taihe Palace were already heading towards the Golden Summit.

"Big news, absolutely big news! I'm going to post it, I'm going to post it!"

In front of the Taihe Palace, a beautiful woman was holding a camera in her hand, trembling with excitement.

Her name is Zhang Dandan, a reporter from a TV station. Although she is unknown, it is impossible not to recognize Mu Longcheng.

She took pictures of the previous battle without missing anything. Although it was very blurry, it was still of great value.

If it were released, she would become famous immediately.

You know, that's Mu Long City!

"This lady."

When she was excited, two young Taoist priests stopped her: "Please give us the camera."

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Dandan hugged the camera and glanced around, only to see many Taoist priests. The staff of Wudang Mountain had already begun to stop other tourists and delete the things they had taken before one by one.

"My work requires it, please understand me, madam."

The two Taoist priests had good attitudes and skills.

No matter how tightly Zhang Dandan hugged her, the camera was still taken away.

She stamped her feet in anger.

Taoist Juechen is very rich.

Not generally rich, but extremely rich.

Not talking about Wudang Mountain's property, there are many of his disciples who are from very wealthy families, and many dignitaries have spent huge sums of money just to meet him.

But his residence only has three thatched cottages.

Between the mountains, clear springs flow around the door, bamboo forests are quiet and lush, and there are lush vegetation. Living here in a cottage sounds good, but in fact, ordinary people simply cannot bear it.

Without him, it would be too inconvenient.

A stone table and a stone chair, a cup of tea, and two people sitting across from each other.

"With the seventy-two peaks facing the top, Wudang Mountain is truly a blessed land of feng shui. The Taoist priest lives here, and it is really peaceful."

An Qisheng gave a slight thumbs up.

After seeing God, the body and mind have become extremely strong. The strength of the personal magnetic field is not inferior to that of mountains and rivers, and it is easy to cause thunder. The collision of the magnetic field can even cause the human body to spontaneously ignite.

If you were talking about the ancients, it would be because of your martial arts skills that you would be jealous of heaven. Thunder would hit you, fire would burn you, and wind would blow you.

In some Taoist classics, they are also called three disasters.

The ancients had infinite wisdom. In response to the three disasters, they evolved many methods to avoid disasters, and Feng Shui formation is one of them.

"My little friend's theory of the five qi heading towards the Yuan Dynasty gave the old Taoist a sudden enlightenment."

Taoist Juechen smiled and said:

"Is it related to the ancient Huangting Sutra that my friend once said, which records that there are thirty-six thousand gods in a human body?"

"It does have a lot to do with it."

An Qisheng picked up the tea cup and said slowly:

"People have gods. Thirty-six thousand are just empty fingers. When you see the gods, you can see the gods in the body. They can repair minor injuries and maintain peak condition forever. However, if you go one step further, let the body and spirit merge with the wisdom of the self.

It's another world. "

"How do they fit together?"

Taoist Juechen's eyes brightened slightly.

An Qisheng put down his teacup:

"Qi!"

Here comes the first chapter, let’s continue coding.