Great Dao Ji

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There seems to be a wind blowing between the mountains. It is very light at first, then changes, dancing wildly in the air, raising a hazy mist that surrounds the mountains.

In the cold wind on the top of the mountain, An Qisheng was extremely calm.

Feel all the subtle changes as the inspiration enters your body.

His realm is extremely high, and his spiritual perception is subtle. At this moment, he can feel the skin, muscles, bones, internal organs, blood and bone marrow, and even subtleties invisible to the naked eye.

Everything came to life!

All of them seemed to be born with spiritual intelligence, shouting to him with great urgency!

Compared to the body, the thing that has changed the most is the soul!

His original wisdom was more active than ever at this moment, and he seemed to feel an unprecedented temptation.

"Is this an inspiration?"

An Qisheng murmured in his heart.

Thousands of years had passed since he first realized that spiritual energy was poisonous in the human world. It was only now that he had truly come into contact with Emperor Tian's inspiration for the first time.

There are some things that if you don’t try them yourself, even if there are thousands of ways to pry into them, you won’t be able to understand their true meaning.

Even if it was him, before anyone had a personal taste of his 'inspiration', even if he was in the human world or the earthly immortal way, he had spied on countless people swallowing their inspirations.

There is no way to get a glimpse of the true meaning of ‘spiritual intelligence’.

And at this moment, he felt the mystery of this world's spiritual machine.

Different from the Qi seeds he created by bridging the magnetic field of heaven and earth, the spiritual power of the Emperor Heaven Realm contains extremely profound principles of Tao Yun!

The difference between Taoism and Buddha's spiritual energy, and the division between demonic spiritual energy and spiritual energy is definitely not because those who cultivate demons call it demonic energy, and those who cultivate demons call it demonic energy.

It's because, different spiritual ideas contain completely different Tao Yun Dharma principles!

In a daze, An Qisheng sensed the mystery of the world's spiritual energy that was triggered by it.

It was a majestic, endlessly complex fragment of Tao Yun.

This is not something left by one person, but the Tao aggregate and spirit left by all living beings who practice this Tao from ancient times to the present!

The magical power of Tao penetrates into the Dream Universe, and has neither the ability to attack nor the effect of defensive immortality, but for the purpose of perceiving the Tao Yun in the underworld, it is better than any magical power in the world.

Therefore, when An Qisheng stared at the idea, his mind seemed to be rising endlessly, soaring out of his body.

He saw all kinds of inspirations all over the world, connecting all the subtle places of nothingness.

Those complex 'lines', which are like electromagnetic signals on the Xuanxing, are intertwined with each other, vertical and horizontal, forming a huge network that covers the sky and everything!

And Taoism, Buddhism, demons, demons, evil spirits, ghosts, and Confucianism, these seven most powerful spiritual mechanisms are the main thread of this network!

Some of them reach endlessly, reaching beyond the nine heavens; some reach to the bottom of the earth's crust, reaching unknown places.

Without exception, everything has its source!

An Qisheng slowly raised his head, looking at the sky and the ground in a daze.

He seemed to see an indescribable and terrifying existence, either lying in the sky or sitting on the top of a mountain, with no shape or shadow.

It's like pinching a thread of inspiration, hanging a bait, and catching all the practitioners who have been extinct since ancient times and who were born among all races and spirits.

No matter if you have dull qualifications or have extraordinary talents, whether you are mediocre or outstanding.

They are all ‘fish’!

"So, that's what it is"

Phew~~~

The air currents roared and the sea of ​​clouds billowed.

Amidst the waves like waves, Lin Baimei pulled out of the car. His clothes were in tatters and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. However, the chariot behind him was unscathed in such a collision.

This is naturally not because he cannot even receive this magical power, but just to avoid affecting the old Confucian sitting cross-legged in the chariot.

Boom!

Thousands of miles away, thunder was rolling, divine light blocked the sky, and the invisible oppression was even more unbearable than the raging wind.

Lin Baimei ignored her injuries, held the reins and walked straight to the west, but she did not forget to look back at Wang Xuangan.

But the collision between the two people was seen becoming more and more intense.

Wang Xuangan seemed to be furious. The bursts of dragon roars and explosions could not suppress his roar. For a moment, the mysterious man shrouded in divine light was at a disadvantage.

Obviously, the magical power inherited by Jingyesi was stronger than that of the mysterious man. Therefore, the mysterious man was obviously a step higher in power, but he was still suppressed by him.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Why resist when you can dodge it? If the 'Jin Ge' doesn't penetrate directly, won't it be able to hurt the 'Embroidery Car' at all?"

Lin Baimei was thinking about that magical power that she had never seen before, when she suddenly heard a milky sound blasting in her ears.

The sound was very subtle, but not even the violent roaring air explosions around it could cover it up, it was extremely clear.

"Um?"

Lin Baimei looked sideways and saw a 'white elephant' the size of a thumb falling on her shoulder.

The white elephant is as crystal clear as jade and is like the most perfect work of art in the world. Every inch of its curves is extremely perfect, if not for its vitality.

I almost thought it was a piece of handicraft!

"Is this Yuan Xiang?"

Lin Baimei's pupils shrank.

Among all the spiritual birds and beasts in the world, dragons and elephants have the greatest power. They are true dragons in water and primitive elephants on land.

The origin of the true dragon clan can be traced back to the beginning of the world. According to legend, it was transformed from the essence and blood of the unparalleled candle dragon.

For countless thousands of years, it has dominated the world. Once upon a time, it even dominated the world and held the power of heaven and earth.

This Yuan Xiang can wrestle with a real dragon. It has been a top alien species since ancient times and is extremely rare.

He had only heard about it from classics, and never thought that he would actually see a live one today?

What frightened him even more was that Yuan Xiang could not be inferior to the real dragon and rarely recognized his master.

What is the origin of this old Confucian?

"It's a good time to pull the cart, don't let it tip over!"

The little white elephant glanced at Lin Baimei, twitched its long trunk, and fanned its big eartails: "If I hadn't been seriously injured, how would it be your turn to pull the cart for me?"

Hearing this, Lin Baimei suppressed her shock. She kept walking and passed over Lanshan City, but her voice did not stop either:

"May I ask what your master is called?"

"puff!"

The little white elephant walked a few steps on Lin Baimei's shoulder, sometimes looking forward, sometimes looking back, and snorted impatiently when he heard this:

"You are such a ignorant boy. Have you never heard of the Yuan Xiang Pattern Embroidery Car?"

"Wha, what?"

Lin Baimei trembled and almost stopped. Looking at the white elephant from the corner of his eye, he felt a huge wave in his heart:

"Which Yuanxiang pattern embroidery car?"

"You boy, you are really ignorant. Of course it is the Yuan Xiang pattern embroidered carriage that the Master drove around the world back then!"

The little elephant stood proudly, his voice full of disdain.

"This is impossible!"

Lin Baimei was startled at first, then shook her head, categorically not believing it: "The real Yuan Xiang pattern embroidered carriage was buried with the Master long before the Great Xia Dynasty was over. How could it be passed down to this day?"

The Yuan Xiang pattern embroidered chariot is the chariot of the Confucian master. This is naturally no secret.

But the real Yuanxiang pattern embroidery car has long disappeared in the years.

".Well."

Xiao Xiang's words were stagnant for a moment, and then he became a little angry: "You are a very ignorant boy. Confucianism has inherited Yuan Xiang pattern embroidered carriages from generation to generation. Don't you know?"

The baby elephant is a little messy.

I never expected that the person in front of me was already a golden elixir practitioner, but he didn't even know these 'common senses', and I was speechless.

"Forget it, forget it."

Lin Baimei wanted to say something more, but the little white elephant waggled its nose in disinterest: "If you run faster, that person may be able to escape from the master's magical power."

"Confucianism is passed down from generation to generation?"

Lin Baimei's heart moved, and she suddenly remembered something.

Since the huge differences back then, Confucianism has been divided into two paths: 'sage' and 'king'. However, it seems that there is another lineage independent of the two paths, adhering to the old Confucian teachings and practicing both saint and king.

It's just that the reputation, name and power are far less than those of the 'Saint' and 'King'.

Could it be that this old Confucian is actually a descendant of that lineage?

"Hateful, hateful!"

Speaking of the latter part, the little white elephant became a little impatient again: "That 'Qing Wuju' dared to take advantage of the master's serious injury to make a sneak attack. I will definitely not let it go!"

Lin Baimei's pace quickened, and wherever the chariot passed, red flames were pulled out in the sky like meteors falling to the ground, and the sound of rolling thunder and gas explosions did not stop at all.

But his attention was still on the white elephant. Seeing that it was restless, he couldn't help but ask: "Who is chasing you? I know all the great golden elixir monks in the northwest path, but it seems that there is no such person as you mentioned."

Before the little white elephant spoke, Lin Baimei's face tightened again, and he looked at the looming mountains in front of him: "Going further west, we will enter Longji Mountain."

There are many evil spirits in Longji Mountain, and even he would not dare to break into them so openly.

"Ah! Not good!"

The little white elephant suddenly jumped on Lin Baimei's head, his body tightened suddenly, and he shouted repeatedly: "Hurry up, hurry up! Enter Longji Mountain, we will be saved soon!"

"Um?!"

Just as Lin Baimei was about to say something, her body suddenly stiffened, and all her magic power seemed to be out of control at that moment!

With a scream, the little white elephant fell into the mountains!

"This, what is this?"

Lin Bai's eyebrows were horrified, and he suddenly turned around, only to feel a mighty pressure rolling in from the horizon, like a curtain pressing down on him.

In just an instant, it has covered everything within sight.

"Who?!"

A magical power pushed back the mysterious man. Wang Xuangan, who was about to take advantage of the victory, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the boiling mana around him suddenly dropped like a fire poured by cold water.

He raised his head in shock, and saw a figure coming from far away in the sky, carrying endless majestic power, and its speed was as fast as an ancient star falling from the sky.

Its power is so strong that it is like the roar of the Tianhe River, setting off a world-destroying frenzy, trying to destroy everything.

He raised his eyes for a moment, and the man seemed to be tens of thousands of miles away. When he looked around, he had already crossed tens of thousands of miles of sky, and was amidst countless explosions that sounded like thunder and thunderbolts.

Come step by step!

Boom!

The person stopped in the air, and the air waves behind him were roaring like a celestial river and crashed down amidst the boundless and terrifying thunder explosions.

In just a moment, Wang Xuangan was knocked down from the sky and hit the earth like a meteor.

The earth shook!

The Blue Mountain City, thousands of miles away, was shaken. Many houses in the city collapsed, and countless people were knocked unconscious by the shock!

The formation that had just been repaired a short time ago was once again destroyed!

"Who is this?"

On top of the violently shaking restaurant, Qiao Moke turned pale in horror, his hairs on his hair exploded, and he felt as if his heart was being held by a big hand, and he almost fell down from the restaurant!

It was only then that Lin Baimei, who was trying to stabilize his body in mid-air, heard the laughter that was countless times more violent than thunder:

"Old Master Zeng, where are you going?"