Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

In Daqing, China, the night sky in the Maoshan area of ​​Xuzhou Province is cloudless.

A silvery-white full moon sheds endless cold moonlight on the earth.

At the top of Qingfeng on Maoshan Mountain, an old Taoist priest with snow-white eyebrows in a line was sitting cross-legged, holding plum blossoms in his hands and calculating the stars while watching the stars at night.

"The crape myrtle shakes, the will of God is turbulent!"

After a while, he seemed to have finally figured out something, stopped working on the spell in his hand, stared at the sky and sighed.

"This world is no longer peaceful!"

"Senior brother, since the Taiping Dao uprising, when has the world been peaceful again?"

A pretty girl wearing an apricot Taoist robe walked from the mountain road to the top of the mountain and appeared behind the old Taoist priest. She happened to hear these words and couldn't help but interject.

"Even now, when the adults in the court introduce Westernization, it seems that they are doing it in full swing, but they are just drinking poison to quench their thirst!"

"The founder of our sect predicted the general trend of the world before he and the ancestors of the Emei sect entered Ningbi Cliff to pursue the immortal world."

"The dynasty of the braided people will be overthrown, and the Chinese world will be crowned with glory, within this hundred years!"

The words of his junior sister made the old Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged stunned for a moment, and then he smiled with relief.

"Haha, junior sister is right!"

"This world of braided people has never been peaceful!"

The old Taoist priest stood up, his long white eyebrows in a straight line swaying gently in the wind.

"Say, Junior Sister Lin!"

"Aren't you the Yinzhou Taoist monk waiting for you at Shanghu Mansion?"

"Why did you suddenly return to the sect?"

My junior sister, Lin Miaoshan, once returned to Daqing from America and confessed to several senior brothers about finding a Taoist companion.

It’s just that the junior sister has hidden the information about the Taoist monk quite deeply, and the Maoshan Qing sect has no power in Yinzhou to inquire about the information. Therefore, until now, the old Taoist priest only knows that he is a young Chinese immortal monk.

It can't be said that he is not curious.

Lin Miaoshan, who was a little shy, naturally couldn't tell the truth that she was waiting for someone in her sect so that he could come to propose marriage.

"Senior brother, isn't it because..."

She was just trying to find a reason to get over it.

In the sky above Maoshan Mountain, there suddenly appeared nine giant cauldrons connecting the sky and the earth that can only be seen by Eastern monks who have entered the realm of Qi training and possess spiritual power in their bodies!

This sudden change made Lin Miaoshan and the old Taoist no longer dwell on the previous topic.

Especially the old Taoist priest looked at the nine huge cauldrons with solemn eyes and said inexplicably in shock.

"This, this is the phantom of the Nine Cauldron Formation that protects the world of China. How could it suddenly appear?"

Before the old Taoist priest could recover from the shock, he saw the extremely illusory Jiuding suddenly shattered and turned into countless pale golden streams of light, falling towards a certain place along the coast of China.

At the same time, the entire Shenzhou was roaring with strong winds and dark clouds covered the sky in a short period of time.

The thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the ghost energy of the nine ghosts of the dead land, and other extraordinary forces that were originally sealed within the world of China by the Jiuding Formation and were not imprisoned by the extraordinary in advance are dispersing at a speed hundreds of times faster than in the past.

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The end of the Dharma has finally come to this ancient land.

Especially the extraordinary monks in the capital of Daqing and around Peiping all felt that they suddenly heard a sad sound of dragon roaring in their ears.

They subconsciously, or released "eye of the sky" magic, used magical instruments with insight functions, to look at the imperial city in Daqing's capital.

I was immediately horrified to see that the braided yellow dragon of national destiny, which was originally hovering above the Forbidden Palace of the Imperial City and was nearly a hundred meters long, was rapidly collapsing inch by inch amidst the mournful roar of the dragon.

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Guangning County is a small county on the edge of the Ryukyu Strait in Minfu Province of the Daqing Dynasty in China.

It was another morning in June with bright sunshine and crisp air.

Zhang Laocai led the big yellow dog, the housekeeper and five or six domestic servants, walking on the beach with a contented look on his face.

As the largest landowner in this county, almost one-third of the entire land in Guangning belongs to the Zhang Laocai family.

"Master, master!"

"There are still no ships arriving from Ryukyu on the county dock."

A servant of the Zhang family ran up behind Zhang Laocai panting and said respectfully to Zhang Laocai.

"Really, did this thunderstorm weather cause so much damage to the port over there?"

"Didn't it take just ten days and a half to repair in previous years?"

"This time, I was asked to wait for a full month and a half, but it's still not done yet!"

Zhang Laocai, wearing a landlord's melon-skin hat and a big belly, complained loudly at the beach for a while.

The wharf in this county town also belongs to his old Zhang family. Although it is not a big port, it is close to the Ryukyu Strait after all, and there are many merchant ships coming and going on weekdays.

Under normal circumstances, he can add a thousand and eight hundred taels of silver income to his old Zhang family almost every month, which is still highly valued by Zhang Laocai.

Zhang Laocai got angry and made a fuss for quite a while before he calmed down under the persuasion of the loyal butler who accompanied him.

"Forget it, natural disasters, natural disasters, I can't control them!"

He turned around and asked in a low voice to the tall and thin butler next to him.

"Then the little lady of Li Bailao's family is still unwilling to submit?"

With his fat figure, Zhang Laocai's small eyes are full of sinisterness.

"Master Duoze from Braided Street in Guangning County wants her as a concubine by name!"

There are no officials at home, but Zhang Laocai has so much property. There is a secret.

He had long been acquainted with the master of the braided people who lived in Guangning County, and relied on his usual power to help the braided people do some "private work" to please them, and successfully preserved his huge wealth.

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At the end of the previous dynasty, an army of braided people entered the pass and took over Kyushu.

The Braided Emperor will follow his twelve braided tribes, disperse and suppress them, and live in large and small Chinese cities in China. In the early stage, it did play a role in maintaining stability and stabilizing the place.

But after hundreds of years, the braided people eating food in various parts of China have long forgotten the original intentions of the emperor's request for them, and their harm to the local area has been reduced to the point where they are no less than corrupt officials.

Although due to the ancestral system, these braided people who eat food cannot go out to occupy land and do business in person.

But the tricks of robbing women of the people, lending usury to outsiders, secretly collecting tributes and taxes, and promoting and protecting traitors like Zhang Laocai who committed all kinds of evil are all more skillful than the others.

After hearing his master Zhang Laocai's question, the tall and thin housekeeper also lowered his voice and answered.

"Reply to the master, the young lady is still unwilling!"

"Master, would you like to use your hands..."

Before the tall and thin housekeeper could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Laocai waving his hand.

"It's not necessary. If we enter the master's house and are favored, wouldn't we be the unlucky ones?"

"Her father is seriously ill, and sooner or later he will beg me for help. Just wait!"

Zhang Laocai, who has such a big business, naturally has a certain amount of wisdom. He rejected the housekeeper's rough methods and was about to remind the housekeeper that through "normal" means, the young lady of Li Bailao's family "can only" go to Lao Zhang's house.

When I borrowed money to treat my father's doctor.

"Then, what is that?"

"Is it a sea monster?"

The chaotic exclamations of the servants around him suddenly made Zhang Laocai feel like a will-o'-the-wisp in his heart.

When he turned around and was about to scold his servant, he suddenly glanced at the sea, and the words in his mouth suddenly seemed to be blocked.

His pupils were dilated, and Zhang Laocai was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all.

On the previously calm sea, giant iron-clad ships that seemed to be much taller than the city walls of the county were seen approaching against the wind and waves.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Waves of low roaring sounds reached Zhang Laocai's ears, causing him to subconsciously look up.

In the sky, an airship aircraft carrier as big as a mountain pierced through the thin clouds and appeared in Zhang Laocai's sight.

A series of propeller monoplanes were quickly shooting out from the runway on top of the airship aircraft carrier.

Their target is Guangning County, not far from the sea...