Great Dao Ji

The teahouse in the downtown area is bustling with a bit of tranquility.

Xuanji looked at the long-lost sunshine outside the door, and a ripple appeared in her eyes. There are thousands of things in the cave, but there is no freedom after all.

She looked at An Qisheng, who was sitting quietly and drinking tea, with a quiet breath, and her expression was a little complicated: "Brother Dao's progress is really unexpected."

In the first two years of being suppressed in the cave, An Qisheng would go to the cave from time to time to instruct a few people in their practice. She has a very sharp sense.

She can clearly perceive that this Yuanyang Taoist is ten times, a hundred times more dangerous than a year ago.

If it is said that he was already unfathomable, the perception at this time is just like a mortal looking at the sky, empty, just feeling as if he saw everything, and it seems that he can't see anything.

"It's not as big as I imagined."

An Qisheng took a sip of tea, and the tea was slightly bitter.

In the eyes of Xuanji and even many people in Dongzhou who watched him, his progress was shocking, but for him, it was not the case.

The cultivation across several realms plus the time in the dream meant that he had practiced for ten times longer than Xuan Ji, and even longer than Qian Shisi.

What he had gained now was just steady progress.

"Brother Dao, you know that your nonchalant attitude can shame thousands of heroes in ancient and modern times."

Xuan Ji sighed softly.

After several years of suppression, she had given up the idea of ​​being an enemy of An Qisheng.

Such amazing progress, in the land of Dongzhou, there are not many people who can compare with it from ancient times to the present, and those existences are all legends and myths that she can never reach.

"Dongzhou has thirty emperors and kings in ancient and modern times, and there are countless princes. There are nine states, four seas, and endless deserts in the world, and there are dragons and phoenixes. Who can tell clearly?"

An Qisheng put down his teacup and glanced at Fa Wushe who was walking slowly on the long street:

"Do you think this is the idea of ​​the Destroying Love Path, or the idea of ​​your Mingyue Holy Land?"

The relationship between the ten major sects and three holy lands in Dongzhou is complicated, with grievances and alliances.

Behind the Destroying Love Path is the Mingyue Holy Land.

This is not a secret.

And with his eyesight, Fa Wushe's intentions could not be concealed from him. In fact, he had already noticed it the moment he had the intention.

It's just because there are too many people staring at him in the world, and there are too many people who have bad intentions towards him, so he is too lazy to check them one by one.

But when he came in front of him, even with the magic treasure to suppress his own luck, he couldn't hide it from him.

At this time, Fa Wushe was equivalent to a "瓓".

The ‘Talisman’ of the Sanqi Fa Mie Talisman!

“The moon hangs high in the sky, and it does not compete with the world. Even if there are descendants of Mingyue who compete with others, no matter the victory or defeat, life or death, it has nothing to do with the sect.”

Xuanji shook her head, rejecting the possibility of Mingyue Holy Land taking action, and looked at Fa Wushe who was approaching with a trace of regret:

“This Fa Wushe is quite courageous.”

The two battles between Tianjiao City and Baiyujing almost established An Qisheng’s position as the number one person in Dongzhou in the contemporary era.

Those who dared to take the initiative to come to the door at this moment naturally have great courage.

Those who came with malicious intent are almost ‘death warriors’ who put life and death aside.

However, the inheritance of the Destroying Love Dao has been hundreds of thousands of years, so naturally there are loyal disciples, which is not surprising.

The two ends of the long street are only three or four miles apart. Fa Wushe walked step by step, but he felt as if he had walked through a lifetime. The moment he walked into the teahouse, his whole body was already sweating like a pulp.

But when he stepped into the teahouse, he felt an inexplicable peaceful and heavy atmosphere, and his heart became quiet.

"Hu~"

Fa Wushe slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air in his stomach and bowed slightly: "Fa Wushe, meet Senior Yuanyang."

Om~

The void seemed to have ripples spreading.

The teahouse still had customers, and there were also pedestrians outside the door, but everyone seemed to have not seen Fa Wushe at all, or ignored the three people.

"Dongzhou often says that the Zhuwangtai is the first king-making spiritual treasure, but in fact, in terms of danger, the Sanqi Famie Lu is the first king-making spiritual treasure."

An Qisheng glanced at Fa Wushe indifferently.

Dongzhou has many king-making spiritual treasures. He has seen the Wanlong Boat, the 'Blood Refining Battle Dragon Flag', the Lingtian Sword and several other items that have been revived, and he has even entered the Zhuwangtai in person.

But none of these are as dangerous as the 'Sanqi Famie Lu'.

He suppressed people from very large sects and knew countless cultivation techniques, among which there was naturally the secret method of the soul, the 'Three-Seven Methods of Destroying the Scrolls'.

The treasure can be seen by the method.

He would naturally not underestimate the Way of Destroying Love.

"Thank you, senior."

A peaceful and harmonious aura filled his heart, and Fa Wushe's fear was relieved a lot, and he barely suppressed other distracting thoughts.

It was not that he was unbearable or afraid of death, but that the Taoist's momentum was too terrifying.

Just looking at him, there was this kind of mortal falling into the starry sky, with no foothold in all directions.

He couldn't help but feel a wave of fear.

If possible, he didn't want to be an enemy of this Taoist.

"What's the point of you coming to die?" Xuanji spoke, her voice was cold and with a hint of pity. The Way of Destroying Love had a lot of connections with the Holy Land of Mingyue, so the two of them naturally knew each other.

She didn't understand why the Way of Destroying Love insisted on doing so.

Be it a holy place or a sect, thousands of years are but a blink of an eye. If they can tolerate Emperor Tianding, they should also be able to tolerate Taoist Yuanyang.

Unless there is a reason to do it.

"Congratulations to Fairy Xuanji for completing her cave heaven."

Fa Wushe saw Xuanji standing beside An Qisheng, like a maid serving tea and water for him. He was surprised and a little disappointed.

Xuanji was beautiful and talented. She was once the goddess in his mind, but now that the goddess has fallen into the dust, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"She is just a prisoner, what is there to congratulate?"

Xuanji saw that he didn't reply, but didn't want to persuade him anymore. She replied coldly and ignored him. She just raised her hand and poured a cup of hot tea for An Qisheng.

Good words can't persuade a damned ghost.

She knew very well that although this Yuanyang Taoist was not a bloodthirsty person, once he took action, he would be so decisive.

Even if the Sanqi Famie Lu was invincible, it couldn't save Fa Wushe.

"The power of the ten major sects and the three holy places is too grand. They have been taking whatever they want for countless thousands of years, and you cannot tolerate any disobedience."

An Qisheng picked up the teacup and slowly chewed the taste of the tea, with a calm expression:

"But they forgot that the masters and saints before the Middle Ages were all great heroes, and it was not enough to be a marquis. Now, they are just empty names, but they are not worthy of the position."

If people obey or disobey their hearts, and have been in charge of life and death for thousands of years, they will naturally not allow anyone to disobey or even threaten their position.

Buzz~

An Qisheng gently pushed the tea lid, but automatically released a wisp of his own breath, and took the initiative to meet the "瓓" in Fa Wushe's body that was ready to move:

"Try it, can you curse me to death!"

"Huh?!"

Fa Wushe was shocked and wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a jet of black air as black as ink had already spewed out.

His body shook, and then countless black air flowed out from the countless pores around his body.

In an instant, between the two of them, an extremely evil picture was drawn, which was like a book, and also like a talisman, with ghosts and gods whimpering and endless resentment.

The moment it appeared, there was an extremely cold and fierce evil slapping in all directions.

"Are you really going to use the king's treasure to curse Yuanyang Taoist?"

Xuanji frowned, she knew very well what this "talisman" represented.

The body of the Sanqi Fa Destroying Talisman was a powerful divine weapon that had cursed and killed a king-level strongman. Cursing and killing is invisible and intangible, which is the most terrifying.

Because of this, the brilliant ancestor of the Destroying Love Dao was nailed to the mountain wall from a distance!

It can be imagined that the power of the Sanqi Fa Destroying Talisman can be feared by those people.

If he is crowned the king first with this method, he will have the power to curse and kill all the enemies in the world. This Yuanyang Taoist does not have the magic treasure to suppress his own luck.

How to resist?

Buzz buzz buzz ~

The black fog swallowed and exhaled dangerous breath, and the void was buzzing and vibrating, but under An Qisheng's restraint, it only existed in the constantly stretching void between the two.

Several guests across the table were still talking loudly, and they seemed to have no idea what terrible things had happened beside them.

"Hehe~"

Fa Wushe was speechless.

The Destroying Emotion Dao is based on the 'Three Seven Methods of Destroying the Scrolls'. Naturally, any true disciple can exist as a medium to curse and kill the enemy.

But once it is performed, the medium itself will certainly not be able to survive.

But he stared at An Qisheng, and his red eyes flashed with madness, as if he wanted to see whether this world's number one person could escape the curse of the Three Seven Methods of Destroying the Scrolls!

Boom boom!

The moment An Qisheng's words came out, a loud roar sounded from the mountain gate of the Mieqing Dao, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away from here, like thousands of thunder dragons rolling and roaring.

This sentence was not meant for Fa Wushe to hear.

With Fa Wushe's attainments, no matter how he squatted in the dark and drew circles and cursed, he couldn't hurt a hair.

"Successful? That person actually let Wushe approach without any defense, wanting to test the law with his own body?!"

"Test the law with your own body? So arrogant, do you really think you are invincible in the world?! Tianding Emperor has the protection of the kings' platforms and cannot be killed by curses. Do you think you can escape it?!"

"My fellow disciples, since Taoist Yuanyang said so, we might as well come out and pay our respects to him!"

"That's right!"

The sound waves rumbled like thunder and rolled away, naturally alarming the entire Mieqing Dao. Almost without much interval, figures had already stepped out of the mountains and rivers everywhere.

The first person, with fluttering red sleeves, was none other than the Daoist Master of Destruction.

Roar~

He stood in the air and let out a long roar.

Boom!

The mountains and rivers shook, the earth cracked, and jets of air as black as ink spewed out from the gaps in the formation covering the mountains.

As they intertwined, they also turned into a thick black-skinned gilded book!

The legal principles were intertwined, and the patterns were ever-changing. I don’t know how many mysteries it contained. It seemed that just a glance at it would make people’s souls want it!

Wang Bing, the Sanqi Fa Mie Lu!

"The King's Spiritual Treasure? Another King's Spiritual Treasure! This aura is actually the Sanqi Fa Mie Lu! Could it be that the Yuanyang Taoist dared to attack the Destroying Dao?!"

"Impossible! The sages left behind the king's spiritual treasures, one for inheritance, and the other for protection. Although they cannot be carried to suppress the world, if someone comes to attack, the King's Divine Weapon can be revived to the extreme!"

"The world is really going to change. It has only been a short time, and the king's treasures have been born one after another! This time, is it related to the Yuanyang Taoist?"

The moment the King's aura burst out, it naturally caused the wind and clouds to stir for thousands of miles, and many spiritual treasures were stimulated and revived.

Its appearance is the same as the previous battle of Baiyujing.

But how long has it been?

For a time, Dongzhou was in an uproar, and countless people were shocked.

Old monsters have revived in all the sects, even in the three holy places. Their cold and desolate eyes penetrated the void and looked at the gate of the Mieqing Dao.

To be precise, they looked at the dark as ink, the law and principles intertwined, and the evil hidden in the Sanqi Fa Mie Lu.

Fear, greed, fear, indifference

Swish, swish, swish~

The Mieqing Dao Master stood in the sky, and one figure after another landed in a place. Although the aura was high and low, at the lowest, it was also the great power condensed in the cave.

Including the Mieqing Dao Master, there were exactly ten people!

The ten people stood in specific positions, and their ten fingers changed and moved many magic formulas.

Behind each of them, a black moon-like cave sky rose, carrying their own spiritual treasure Sanqi Fa Mie Lu, surrounding the black leather book that surrounded the entire mountain gate.

"Three threes destroy the soul, seven sevens destroy the spirit! Three sevens destroy the law, seven threes destroy the Tao"

Ten people chanted in a very fast speed, as if they could spit out tens of millions of syllables in an instant.

In just a few moments, tens of millions of syllables have turned into an unusually cold low voice:

Yuanyang Taoist!

Good night, it's time to go to sleep