Great Dao Ji

The construction of a Taoist temple does not take much time, especially for the special affairs bureau.

Baihu gave an order, in the middle of winter, after heavy snowfall, in just one week, a Taoist temple covering thousands of square meters had been built in front of Li Qingyuan's eyes.

The Taoist temple facilities were provided as soon as possible, so An Qisheng did not need to spend any effort.

"Please ask the chief to test!"

In the biting cold wind, the young man wearing only work clothes stood upright, showing his military style in every move.

Behind him, many people stood neatly, looking at An Qisheng with indelible curiosity in their eyes.

These young people are all reserve talents of the Special Affairs Bureau. They are all-round talents who can excel in all kinds of things. Each of them has also practiced internal martial arts and military fighting skills. They can be said to be elites.

"Thanks for your hard work."

An Qisheng stood in front of the Taoist temple and nodded slightly.

He underestimated the white tiger's determination to "send away the plague god". In this cold winter, he sent people to force him.

"This is true, this is true"

Li Qingyuan kept shaking his head, quite unbelievable.

The Taoist temple does not need to be so magnificent, but it still amazed him that it had risen from the ground in just a few days. This was not building a building. The Taoist temple was not big, but there were many facilities inside.

The red walls, yellow tiles, glazed brick paving, and pattern carvings are all available, which shows that An Qisheng has put great care into it.

"This pattern carving technique is done with great care, but the price is not small."

Li Qingyuan touched the carved lines and sighed slightly:

"The theory that practicing martial arts is useless has been popular in recent years, but they really should be shown."

Compared to this Taoist temple, his own Taoist temple across the mountain, even if it had been repaired, was far from comparable. He had rarely envied others in his life, but at this time, he felt a little envious.

"Every skill has its role, and none is omnipotent. It only depends on personal cultivation, and nothing else. The hand carving craft alone can make a living in the world."

An Qisheng ran his palm over the railing, feeling the texture.

He didn't care how much the Special Affairs Bureau paid, but they themselves didn't dare to think so.

From the perspective of Bai Hu and others, they just 'invited' An Qisheng out without any snacks or effort, which would probably leave a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Otherwise, An Qisheng has not set a construction period, so why must the construction start in this cold winter?

It was just for An Qisheng to see.

"Having said that, there are only a few people who can have perseverance. There are more people who are half-hearted, have three minutes of heat, have a surging heart at night, and wake up to brush their teeth and wash their face."

Li Qingyuan shook his head and was about to leave with his hands behind his back: "Come on, I've watched it. I'll stay here soon. I'm old and narrow-minded. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night if I watch too much."

An Qisheng smiled hoarsely and sent him out. Before leaving, Li Qingyuan glanced at the altar with the Tai Chi texture in the middle of the Taoist temple as if unintentionally:

"Fellow Daoist An, how are you going to deal with this 'zombie king'?"

This was the purpose of following him here this time. He accidentally saw the video online. Apart from being shocked, he was also extremely worried.

Having such a tyrannical monster next to you is like sleeping with a nuclear warhead in your arms. No matter who holds the button, you will always feel a little uneasy.

He also couldn't figure out why the Special Affairs Bureau would hand over this monster to An Qisheng. Even if he took the path to see God, it would still be too dangerous.

"It's just making the best use of everything."

An Qisheng did not speak out, fearing to scare the old man.

But he also knew that he was worried and said calmly: "Taoist Master, there is no need to worry about him getting out of trouble. If he really gets out of trouble, it will be the same to you, whether he is close or far away." ”

"Then, I'll feel relieved."

Li Qingyuan was a little speechless at first, but thinking about the tyranny of the 'zombie king' in the video, he had to admit it.

If we are actually escaping from trouble, it seems to make no difference whether we are in front of us or in Antarctica.

He had too many questions in his mind, but he didn't say anything more. He shook his head and left An Qisheng's Taoist temple. An Qisheng watched him go away.

Then turned around and returned to the Taoist temple.

Li Qingyuan stepped on the snow and walked through the mountain col. Looking back, he felt that the Taoist temple and the mountain were perfectly integrated, and the feng shui aura around them was extremely harmonious.

It seems that it is not built by man, but created by heaven and earth.

"Seeing God above?"

Li Qingyuan recited it silently in his heart, suddenly it was like a dream.

The young man who once asked himself whether there was really any practice of Kung Fu in the world, actually now, just a few years later, has embarked on a path that has never been set foot on by great masters and saints such as Lao Tzu, Sakyamuni, Peng Zu, and Chen Tuan.

In his heart, he was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.

"Heavenly Master"

As if seeing the sun again, Zhu Shang opened his eyes again and saw An Qisheng carving an unknown statue of an unknown god in the stream of light and shadow.

It didn't seem to be any different from before. If I had to say it was different, it was just that he had changed into a Taoist robe, with Tai Chi in front and Bagua Taoist robe in the back.

To this day, he still can't believe that he was involved in such a strange place and actually met the first-generation master who opened a Tai Chi dojo.

According to legend, the source of all magical powers in the human race in later generations comes from him?

'What does he want to do? ’

As soon as he woke up, Zhu Shang realized something was wrong. His own strength was disappearing rapidly.

This place of absolute spirituality devoured his spiritual power all the time, making him consume unimaginable strength with every move, but at this moment, the degree of disappearance of his strength was ten times faster!

This feeling of being devoured alive made Zhu Shang unable to help but struggle, but no matter how he struggled, it was as if he had grown into this altar and could not move at all.

Zhu Shang's awakening did not disturb An Qisheng at all.

His mind was focused, and his fingers were like knives, slowly carving this top-grade "white marble" that the Special Affairs Bureau had spent a lot of effort to get.

His carving was different from any international carving master, because to a certain extent he was not carving, but "drawing talismans", the "talismans" of talismans.

Sa Wuling was a master of the "talisman" way in the human world for millions of years. This can be seen from the fact that the "talismans" he drew could still shine after a long time and experienced the replacement of the universe.

If the disciples were like this, the teacher would naturally be no worse.

An Qisheng's attainment in talismans is not higher than Sa Wuling, but not lower.

At this time, he is carving his own statue with extremely advanced talisman painting methods. The power naturally comes from Zhu Shang.

A complete talisman requires the four major processes of "absorption", "storage", "operation" and "release". If any one of them is missing, it will not be a top-notch talisman.

In Xuanxing, not to mention other things, the first level of "absorption" alone cannot be passed. Therefore, all the talismans circulated in Xuanxing from ancient times to the present cannot have extraordinary power.

The heaven and earth are completely spiritual, and there is no drop of intake. None of the four major processes of "absorption", "storage", "operation" and "release" can be achieved. How can the talisman be cultivated?

Zhu Shang!

This 'Zombie King', who was born with the energy of resentment and whose potential surpassed the Ten Evils of the Emperor, was the best source of energy before his 'Qi Seed' replaced the Xuanxing magnetic field and made the warriors in it become 'Qi practitioners'.

Of course, it needs to go through the transformation of the 'All Requests Must Be Response' altar.

Roar~~~

Amid Zhu Shang's low roar, An Qisheng pointed at the dragon and snake at a very fast speed, making rustling sounds wherever he passed, and a thick layer of stone powder was piled up on the ground.

When Zhu Shang's eyes were bloodshot and almost bursting, An Qisheng slowly stopped his action.

Huh~

He opened his mouth and blew, and the huge breath swept the stone powder and dust like a gust of wind, turning into a long gray dragon and throwing it outside the Taoist temple.

Looking again, the huge white marble pier has been carved into a statue.

The statue looked like a white-haired old man, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his five hearts facing the sky, and a long sword was placed across his knees.

"You"

Zhu Shang screamed, and felt a faint and distant breath on the stone statue, as vast as the sky, as vast as mountains, seas and stars.

The artistic conception was so profound that he had seen any statue he had seen from afar.

Even though it was sealed, his eyesight was not comparable to that of ordinary people. At a glance, he could see that countless talisman patterns were engraved in this statue.

These countless talismans were connected and interdependent, rotating like living things, as if swallowing and spitting out the invisible aura between heaven and earth.

No, it was swallowing and spitting out his own power!

"Kill me if you want, what do you want to do?!"

Zhu Shang roared, but found that he could speak. Just as he was about to vent his anger, he saw that the statue suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him indifferently.

Buzz~

At the same time, a sword sound that was inaudible to human ears, like a thunderous explosion, exploded in his heart!

The next moment, Zhu Shang's heart was shaking wildly.

He felt that his power was like a floodgate opened, being swallowed up by this altar.

"Ah!"

The pain of having his power sucked out alive was unimaginable. Zhu Shang felt that his blood and bone marrow were sucked out by someone.

Unprecedented, he felt a great sense of emptiness, as if he was completely squeezed dry.

He couldn't help but scream.

The sound waves were like thunder, exploding in the snowy sky. Li Qingyuan, who was browsing the forum in his room several miles away, shuddered and almost dropped his phone on the ground.

This cry was too weird, like a sharp stone scratching across the glass at high speed, and like millions of female cats calling at the same time, which gave him goose bumps.

"What's that sound?"

Li Qingyuan shuddered, got up and opened the door. When he looked up, he could only feel the gathering of wind and clouds in the distance, dark clouds rolling, and thunder rumbling faintly.

Thunder in the coldest days of winter?

Li Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what he remembered. He shook his head and closed the door.

Hu~

In just a moment, Zhu Shang's screams disappeared, his face was pale, and he was sealed again by the altar.

At the same time, the winter thunder in the sky also dissipated.

Zhu Shang's physique was much stronger than anyone in Xuanxing, and his aura was too strong. Even though this mountain and this Taoist temple were built according to the "avoiding disaster Feng Shui formation" calculated by Baihu using "Yinglong", it couldn't cover it up.

An Qisheng also grasped the time just right, otherwise, even if it was a few seconds later, the mountain would be submerged by thunder and lightning.

Although he was not afraid, he was afraid of scaring the neighbors.

"This loss is too great."

Looking at the stone statue of 'Wang Quan Dao Ren' who closed his eyes again, An Qisheng frowned slightly, feeling a little frightened.

This 'all-asking' altar is only called 'exchange balance' when it is exchanged with other worlds, and there is also the saying 'one hair of mine, one cent of yours'.

That is to say, the exchange in the same world will not reveal the world coordinates, and there is no loss. One cent for one cent, one millimeter for one millimeter, which is extremely fair.

This is the result of countless sacrifices by An Qisheng in the human world.

But in Xuanxing, it is different.

The loss of this "sacrifice" is beyond his imagination. Once the power flows out of Zhu Shang's body, it begins to leak wildly. The gain is not one tenth, not even one percent!

It's like being in a black hole. Any ray of light will disappear at an unimaginable speed!

He originally thought that Zhu Shang's power was enough for him to "carve" two statues. Now it seems that if he doesn't want to completely "sacrifice" Zhu Shang, he can only temporarily keep this statue of "Wangquan Daoren".

This doesn't seem like a normal flow

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and he cut off this thought again. His eyes fell on the statue of the 'Royal Power Taoist'. After the transformation of answering every request and infusing the power of Zhushang, this statue has a faint popularity.

Faintly, it has already had some of its aura in the Jiufu world.

"Will it work?"

Looking at this statue, An Qisheng's mind moved, and then he smiled: "Success or failure, after all, we will know after trying"

While talking to himself, An Qisheng took a step forward, pointed his finger, and tapped the brow of the 'Royal Power Statue'.

The tyrannical divine will that had condensed into the 'Divine Flower' poured out like a flood, and through the transmission of this finger, it sank into the 'Royal Power Statue' that had a little popularity.

Buzz~

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time, An Qisheng's divine will suddenly shook.

‘Opening my eyes’, I saw a vast sea of ​​talismans like the starry sky. Countless talismans flowed along an unpredictable trajectory, circling around a ‘white’ ball of light.

Surrounding and embracing countless talismans were nothing else but the world coordinates of the ‘Long Floating World’.

“Long Floating World”

An Qisheng’s mind moved slightly, and he could already feel the many information contained in that ball of light.

“The ancestor is eternal, and the kingship is eternal”

“Only if you don’t fight, all things cannot fight with you. My kingship has been established for a thousand years, that’s all!”

“The ancestor has ordered that all my kingship disciples cannot ascend. Li Taibai, even if you become the five qi and the three flowers, how can you disobey the ancestor?”

“What a pity, what a pity! I was not born two thousand years earlier and met the ancestor. You don’t understand my ambition and my heart”

That was what countless people said, said, thought and thought about his statue in the past three thousand years.

That was his, the kingship!

I'll go eat first and continue writing later.