The Great Tao Chronicle

"Dozens of lives, such a big hand..."

Daoist Changlin's eyes narrowed.

The monks in the realm of life can rely on their life to fly through the air, but not all of them are flying swords. There are many sword cultivators in Daqing, and the force that can send dozens of monks in one breath is only God's will.

The Heavenly Will Sect has a long tradition, and it has been the most prominent in Daqing for nearly a hundred years. It not only recruits disciples, but also recruits many loose cultivators, evil cultivators and even demon cultivators as guest ministers.

It is not surprising to be able to send dozens of Benming cultivators, because there are 120 big states in the world, 600 small states, and each state is stationed with a Benming cultivator, which is already nearly a thousand people.

The Heaven's Will Sect was able to compete with the City God of Yin Si, although it had the great help of the Daqing court, its own strength should not be underestimated.

"There are so many cultivators, no wonder they can compete with the Yinsi City God..."

Daotong Mingxin also heard the sound of flying sword breaking through the sky, looked up and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

It was also the first time that he had seen so many monks, not to mention that they were all monks.

"The suffocating aura above the flying sword, and the incense aura lingering on it, there are not a few city gods who died under the hands of these people..."

The Daoist Changlin had an instinct in his heart.

I saw one of the sword lights suddenly descend, pointing at Jinzhong Mountain.

咻~

Amidst the rolling air, a young Taoist stood in the air and said loudly:

"Is there a real person in the Golden Bell Tower? Under the sect of Providence, Jia Zheng asks to see you!"

The young Taoist had an eight-foot body, with a heroic appearance, and his voice sounded like a sword breaking through the sky.

However, it is blocked by a large formation, inside can see outside, outside cannot see inside.

"Jia Zheng?"

Daoist Changlin moved in his heart and glanced at Daotong Mingxin.

The latter sighed helplessly and said loudly:

"Dare to ask, what's the point of coming here? My teacher was injured a few days ago and is in retreat, so he can't see guests!"

"Can't see the guests?"

In the air, Jia Zheng frowned:

"Is Changlin real person really not there?"

Mingxin Daotong glanced at Changlin Daoist and answered loudly: "Teacher is in retreat, I really can't see guests! If the Daoist has any instructions, you can tell me, and when the teacher leaves, I will convey it for the Daoist!"

Really not there?

Jia Zheng's eyes flashed, and then he said loudly:

"Since the real person is inconvenient, Pindao won't bother."

Having said that, Jianguang moved away.

In the mountain gate, Daotong Mingxin breathed a sigh of relief: "The Taoist of the Providence Sect doesn't seem to be as domineering as rumored."

"You are so naive, after the death of Master, you are afraid that you will never be able to recover."

Daoist Changlin's complexion did not diminish. Hearing his disciple's innocent words, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing:

"At this time, the Heaven's Will Sect is competing with the Yinsi City God, how can it offend others? Besides, with a large formation as a support, even if these cultivators attacked together, they could kill three or five as a teacher."

And this Liangzhou, this world, is more than the Golden Bell Tower family?

Although the Heaven's Will Sect is powerful, how can it be the enemy of the practitioners in the world?

After all, practitioners do not have the severe constraints of Yinsi City God.

huh~

The sword light soared into the sky, and Jia's face was slightly gloomy.

Another person's voice transmission:

"That Daoist Changlin couldn't refuse?"

"That's right! This old man didn't even say a word at all, obviously he didn't want to go out."

Jia's face was gloomy.

"It's not surprising. There are very few people in the world who dare to be enemies with these city gods. It's just that they will know what's good or bad when the sect master's major achievements are made."

Another middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly, and then said in doubt:

"Compared to this, what I'm more curious about is that I've been waiting in this Liangzhou for three days, and I've been in the city for no less than seventy years, but I haven't seen a single city god. Are these lonely ghosts really fleeing without a trace?"

The other Taoists also frowned.

As the Daqing court began to target many city gods, the situation of the battle had begun to reverse. Although the casualties of Tianyi Sect were heavy, the losses of these city gods were even greater.

Although the smashed Chenghuang Temple in the Yangjian will not interfere with the Chenghuang mansion in the realm of incense, but without the support of the outside world, the strength of any Chenghuang in the Yangjian will plummet.

Other places are relatively smooth, but this Liangzhou......

"The City God does not exceed the state, this is the order of the Netherworld's ruler, they can't escape to Liangzhou!"

Jia Zheng sneered:

"Killing people, destroying temples, and wanting to run away is such a good thing? We searched all the way, I don't believe they can fly away!"

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank the Netherworld Lord. If he hadn't restrained many city gods, this battle would have been ten times more difficult!"

An old Taoist laughed:

"What city gods, ghosts and gods, have lost their masters, but they are just a group of lonely ghosts!"

The City God does not possess the body, and the City God does not leave the prefecture... When the monarch of the Nether Palace established the yin division order, the restraint on the resident Yin God City God was beyond imagination.

Otherwise, with the power of the City God, after the Nether lost contact with him, he would have ruled the entire world for the first time. Where is the matter of their providence?

"good!"

"We must kill these lonely ghosts!"

"go!"

The Taoists of the Providence Sect roared away, leaving only one after another of burning white energy that lasted for a long time.

......

"What is divine power?"

Listening to Yan Xiake's question, An Qisheng pondered for a moment before saying:

"Warriors practice martial arts, whether it's swords, guns, sticks, fists, feet, fingers and palms, all rely on the body to perform, whether it has the blessing of inner qi or not, it's called skill..."

Halfway up the mountain, named by An Qisheng as Taiji Mountain, An Qisheng reclined on the rocking chair he made and explained his understanding to Yan Xiake:

"The technique goes a step further, and the technique is the technique. The practitioner is like a talisman, like a magic weapon, and it is also like the separation of the internal energy among the mortal warriors. This is essentially a small and broad, using one's own internal energy and mana to influence the essence of heaven and earth. , as small as drawing a talisman, as large as calling for wind and rain, moving mountains and reclaiming seas, these are all called techniques.”

"Moving mountains and reclaiming seas, calling for wind and rain, is this only the scope of magic?"

Yan Xiake was a little surprised.

These are magical powers in legends.

"Nature is a technique."

An Qisheng's eyes closed slightly, and he said lightly: "It doesn't matter whether you call the wind and the rain, or move the mountain to the sea, it is not out of the scope of the art in essence. The wind stops raining.

And the magical power is that even if you cut off the mana, even if you die, you can exist, this is called magical power..."

In the 100,000 years of Emperor Heaven Realm, even though there were not too many practitioners, and there were still many generations, there were a lot of things that have been handed down.

These days, apart from speculating on his own path, An Qisheng has been studying everything in the Emperor Heaven Realm.

From receiving the casket in the sky to relying on the primordial spirit, from drawing talismans to calling for wind and rain, moving mountains and overturning seas, and even supernatural powers.

The foundation of his Qi achievements is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but under the replacement, he can also perform any spells in this world, even supernatural powers.

Naturally, he has his own understanding of the magical powers in this world.

The spells in this world, ranging from the art of armor and horses to the greatness of calling for wind and rain, are essentially a means by which gods drive them with mana, and the mana then interferes with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is like oil, and the mana is like fire. When the two are combined, the power produced is naturally not comparable to the two.

But there is a difference. The "fire" of mana disappears, and the "oil" of heaven and earth aura is also extinguished, and there will be no waves.

Divine Ability, otherwise.

It can exist automatically without mana, just like an incarnation, not only can it exist alone between heaven and earth, but it can even absorb the essence of heaven and earth to strengthen itself.

Just like the long hair of the Goddess of Heaven, he can break away from the mana and breathe the essence of heaven and earth alone, and because of this, he can still defeat the combined force of two hundred city gods at a distance of 100,000 miles.

"I see......"

Yan Xiake was slightly stunned:

"When I was reading Daozang, I had seen some records, saying that in antiquity, before the real person of Chi Ding emerged, he suppressed a demon, and it did not disappear until its ascension and ascension.

Even after the evil demon died of old age, it still existed, this is the supernatural power. "

"good."

An Qisheng nodded.

In the 100,000 years of the Emperor Heaven Realm, there have naturally been those who have emerged, and Chi Ding Zhenren is one of them. The Taoism he spread has long since disappeared in the long river of time.

However, his Chi Ding Jiu Huo Jing is still circulating in the world, and it is the secret book of the Dan Ding Sect of the Daqing Great Sect.

"Incomprehensible."

Although she knew its classification, Yan Xiake still couldn't understand it.

Although he picked up a book of Taoism by chance and got into Taoism by chance, it was only a sword scripture, and there were very few introductions to cultivation and spells.

Naturally, not to mention supernatural powers.

With that scroll of sword scriptures, his life has come to an end, and he doesn't even have a way to enter the Dao, let alone the supernatural powers that come true.

"Until that step, it's really hard to understand."

An Qisheng seemed to be quite interested, raised his hand, slightly in the void:

"In the Taiji induction chapter I cultivated, I use the five qi to drive my root~www.wuxiaspot.com~ derived from the twenty-four body spirits, combined with the five viscera spirits, there are twenty-four magical powers..."

Wandering in the Three Realms, nearly a hundred years of ascetic cultivation, and more than three thousand years of savings from the past soldiers of the floating realm, one of his body is too rich, and after the three flowers gather together, he will naturally achieve twenty-four supernatural powers.

This supernatural power is derived from his Tai Chi Sanshou, and there are differences. It is not only the foundation of his five-style Sanshou, but also the supernatural power that is rooted in his own, or his instinct.

Just like people eat and drink water, breathe and blink.

hum~

As An Qisheng pointed down, ripples gradually appeared in the void, spreading in four directions, forming a large and small mysterious light mirror.

The picture in the Xuanguang mirror gradually became clearer, and stretched from near to far.

Soon, he had already crossed the mountains and was frozen outside the mountains, outside a forest:

"After listening to it for so long, I don't know what you have in mind?"

I saw that on the side of the mountains and forests outside the mountains, on the official road that had been in disrepair for a long time, a person came at a leisurely pace, like a scholar in a school, whose every move was unspeakable and relaxed, naturally .

"Who?"

Yan Xiake's heart was shocked, and when he stared at it, he was shocked.

I saw that man was wearing a green shirt, with no crown or bun on his head, black hair with a shawl, and eyes as deep as the sea.

There are very few people in the world who do not know this person.

Daqing's many state capitals and even outside the county seat, there are Taoist temples with his statue erected.

He is a real man of God's will!