The Great Tao Chronicle

"Fucks are defeated..."

Looking at Yunzhou in the distance above the sky, Taoist Tianji and Monk Dakong both had extremely complicated expressions.

Especially Heavenly Daoist.

He is proficient in innate arithmetic, and even in the chaos of heaven, he can always take the lead, and he has never suffered a loss for thousands of years.

The first time is the Universal Dharma Conference, and the second time is now.

The two times were all related to this An Qisheng.

How much more complicated is he in his mind?

Half of Monk Dakong's golden body was shattered, his face was covered in blood, and he looked more and more hideous: "Brother Dao, what should I do?"

"There is no way to advance, there is no way to retreat, there is only one sin..."

Taoist Tianji took a deep breath and walked towards Yunzhou.

It is not easy to enter the sealed space, and it is even more difficult to go out. Not to mention, with the strength that An Qisheng showed in the previous battle, even if they have a way to break the seal, if he does not allow it, it is difficult to leave.

"Sorry?"

Monk Dakong's eyes were a little red, he stopped for a moment, but he still followed with gritted teeth.

No matter the primordial spirit or the golden body, when they reach the realm of their cultivation, even though they are paranoid, violent, and indifferent to ordinary people, they all take them seriously.

There are too few, too few, who know they can't do it.

Huhu~

Once he made up his mind, the two masters of the Primordial Spirit series were naturally extremely fast.

In less than a moment, it has come before Yunzhou.

Before he could get close, he could already feel the surging waves of heat coming, and when he looked up, he saw that on the deck of the cloud boat, a three-legged and two-eared big pill furnace was shaking slightly.

A faint humming sound spread with the heat wave.

"Alchemy at this time?"

Monk Dakong frowned slightly.

"It's not alchemy, but people!"

The Taoist Tianji's eyes narrowed, and he could faintly perceive that in the simple and simple Dan furnace, there was a person who was struggling:

"Tai Chi Dojo, establishes Tai Chi, and opens Bagua, this pot is called Bagua, which is hidden in the nine palaces, the three-legged world, the circle and twenty-four, and the twenty-four body spirits in the Taiji Induction Chapter... ..

This Dan furnace is the gossip furnace. "

In the past 60 years, with the promotion of the new law, the Taiji induction articles handed down by the Taiji Dojo have also spread around the world. There are many practitioners, and there are naturally many stories about the Taiji Dojo and this Taiji Taoist.

The Taoist Tianji, perhaps one of the people who paid the most attention, naturally recognized that this pill stove was not a real pill stove, but the supernatural power of the Taiji Taoist 'Bagua stove'.

"Bagua stove..."

Monk Dakong's heart moved, and he looked again, and he really saw the mystery.

This pill furnace is not a real pill furnace, but it is already a substantial existence, which is one of the manifestations of the substantiation of magical powers.

Its upper Dao is profound, and it alludes to the Dao of Taiji and gossip.

Although he didn't have a deep understanding of the Tai Chi Induction Chapter, his realm was high enough. With a reminder, he would naturally see something.

"Gan, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui, the Xun position is the air inlet, and it is also the place of vitality in the gossip furnace. Take a closer look, is there a person in that place?"

The Taoist Tianji continued.

When the monk Dakong looked, he found a trace:

"This, this is really refining people? This Tai Chi Taoist..."

"It's not about making pills with people, but with supernatural powers. It seems that he is very fond of that person..."

The Taoist Tianji's eyes were faint, and he seemed to be able to see the place where the gossip furnace was located, the giant man covering his eyes:

"When it's magic power..."

"The eyesight of the Taoist priest is very good."

When the two were talking, An Qisheng's voice drifted from far away, not to mention that the two did not hide their traces, even if they were hidden, they could not escape his perception.

"Come up and talk."

"The real person invites you, dare not not go."

Now that they are all here, the two naturally have no reason to retreat, sighed in their hearts and boarded the cloud boat.

Above the cloud boat, the heat wave is even more intense.

Taoist Tianji looked at it with a complicated expression, and saw that before An Qisheng sat cross-legged on the pill stove, Sa Wuling reluctantly pulled out the magic fan and slowly fanned it.

From the gossip furnace came the sound of Wang E's roaring rage:

"Ah! My eyes! Old bastard, let me out!"

"Don't be impatient!"

Sa Wuling raised his brows, the fan in his hand dropped again, and slapped Wang E's scolding back:

"The awakening of your bloodline has something to do with this old toad. If you don't want to become this old demon's puppet in the future, Lu She, just calm down and feel the trembling of your bloodline."

woohoo~~~

The wind and fire in the gossip furnace were tumbling, Wang E's burned skin was red, his eyes were black, and the dharma eye on his forehead was glowing with blood.

"let me out!"

Wang Ei roared again and again, standing under the tuyere of the sundae and jumping.

His physique has been arrogant since he was a child, and no sword, mountain or sea of ​​fire can hurt him in the slightest, but the fire in this gossip furnace is too fierce, it not only burns his people, but also burns his soul!

The huge, unbearable pain spread over every inch of his body.

Let him know that this may be good for him, and he can't bear it.

"Old asshole, two old assholes..."

Wang Ei's body was trembling, and he sat cross-legged under the air vent, closing his eyes tightly was not enough, and covered his eyebrows with both hands.

Faintly, he felt that there was a big hole between his eyebrows, and countless flowing fires penetrated from here, burning his five internal organs and soul.

But no matter how he blocked it, he couldn't really stop the flame, the blow of the kamikaze, and the whole person trembled and trembled.

......

"It's been a long time since the Taoist priest."

An Qisheng glanced at Taoist Tianji lightly, and sighed in his heart.

People are not afraid of death if they live for a long time, and even those who live long are more afraid of death.

A Taoist seeker who has lived for more than a thousand years is not immune to the custom in the end, but it is sad.

"Yeah, long time no see."

Tianji Laodao sighed:

"I don't want you to be so diligent that the old man can't see through..."

Sixty years is almost a lifetime for ordinary people, and it is not a short number even for a cultivator, but he has lived for more than a thousand years, and the Jiazi years are not long for him.

But in only sixty years, this Taiji Taoist has cultivated to an unfathomable realm, and his disciples have already attained primordial spirit.

So much so that when he saw An Qisheng again, he felt as if he was separated from another world.

Just sixty years...

"The Taoist priest is getting more and more excited."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and sighed:

"There may be a big terror between life and death. It's not a mistake to get rid of life and death, but I can't even keep my heart, but it makes me so disappointed."

Taoist Tianji is not a crowd of wicked Taoists. In the first half of his life, he cultivated Taoism in the mountains, and after he became a Taoist, he entered the world to practice, and he has his footprints in temples and rivers and lakes.

Subduing demons and eliminating demons, he has also done things like Fulongting.

However, in the end, even at the risk of the emperor's ten cruel birth, he had to seek longevity, which was no longer in line with what he had done in the first half of his life.

This is why he sighed.

"Life and death are not so important. It's just that there are too many mysteries that I don't know about in this world. When I die, everything will be annihilated..."

The Taoist Tianji stood tall, overlooking the huge toad under the sea of ​​​​clouds and crawling on the ground:

"Emperor Heaven and Ten Cruel, Heaven, Netherworld Lord, between life and death, there are so many things I want to know, things I want to pursue...

dead, but nothing left. "

Having said that, he frowned and looked at An Qisheng:

"But, I don't want to die, but I'm not afraid of death!"

"Immortal, immortal, immortal, the desire of a cultivator is far beyond what the common people can imagine."

An Qisheng touched it casually, and a ray of fire rose from his fingertips, and fell into the gossip furnace with the wind.

Accompanied by a scream, just now did not hesitate to speak:

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, or don't be afraid, here and now, your life and death are in my hands."

His eyes were flat and his expression did not fluctuate.

On the cloud boat, it seemed to be stagnant.

Wei Shaoyou, who did not dare to breathe, moved quietly and approached Sa Wuling.

"Friend An Zhen, the poor monk Dakong!"

Monk Dakong folded his hands together, and his half-shattered golden body glowed with golden light:

"Your disciple has hurt me so far, and he himself is unscathed, and the birth of the emperor is inevitable, even if the Netherworld monarch is reborn, he can't stop it, and it is only three hundred years too early to break the seal at this time!

I've already admitted it, so why should my fellow Daoist be aggressive? "

"Aggressive?"

An Qisheng's eyes shifted and fell on this great monk:

"So what?"

"you!"

Monk Dakong's words stagnated for a while, and he was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to attack, and his face turned red for a while.

An Qisheng's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care about the anger of monk Dakong at all, and asked lightly:

"I heard that although Zhayu Temple originated from the Tathagata Academy, it has changed a lot over the past two thousand years. The evolution of the Divine Fist of Destruction is comparable to the Nine Seals of the Come, and even more powerful than it is?"

"So what?"

Monk Dakong noticed An Qisheng's attitude and knew that it would be difficult to be kind this time, and his tone was no longer scruples, extremely cold.

"My generation of practitioners do not judge victory or defeat by words, but only by supernatural powers! I have learned from the Nine Seals of the Tathagata, and at this time, I can see the Divine Fist of Extermination in Zhaiyu Temple."

An Qisheng sat cross-legged like a mountain, his aura was as deep as a sea of ​​stars, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be reflected by mountains and rivers:

"How does the great monk feel?"

"Ok?"

Monk Dakong was stunned for a moment, then let out a sneer:

"It turned out that you founded a Taiji Dojo, implemented new laws, wiped out the demon atmosphere, settled mountains, rivers, and mountains, and gathered the world's city gods. You still think you are a person, but you don't want to, just a villain who takes advantage of people's danger!

So, if you want to kill, kill, why make any excuses? "

Not to mention that his golden body is half broken, his injuries are not light, and he cannot easily recover. Even if he is uninjured, how can he be able to fight against this Taiji Taoist who has even killed the 'Dong' body?

Therefore, knowing that he was going to die, he let go of all the fear in his heart.

"Whether it's a villain or a gentleman, your so-called opinions mean nothing to me. However, since you are injured, I don't want to bully you..."

An Qisheng said, slowly raised his palm:

"So....."

With a 'click' sound, his ring finger suddenly fell off.

In front of everyone's eyes, it was just a roll, and it had turned into a villain with complete limbs and distinct facial features!

There are even clothing manifestations on the body surface.

huh~

When the wind whistled, the little man rose up against the wind, and in an instant, it had turned into a height of seven feet.

"Ok?"

Taoist Tianji's eyes narrowed.

I saw the person transformed by the finger, more than seven feet tall, wearing a Taoist crown, wearing a white Taoist robe, with a plain face, deep eyes, and a mighty mountain.

It is another An Qisheng!

"This is......."

Sa Wuling's hand fan stagnated slightly, his eyes trembled: "Rebirth from a drop of blood?"

Rebirth from a Drop of Blood is not a simple spell, or supernatural power.

It is the other self in the true sense, that is, the spirit, energy and spirit have been cultivated to a very high level. Every inch of skin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Every drop of blood contains all the information of oneself, the wisdom of the self. .

Once this method is completed, even if you are completely killed by someone, even if there is still a drop of blood left in the world, you will gradually grow and become yourself again!

"Huh? This, what kind of magical power is this?"

Monk Dakong was shocked, and with his cultivation perspective, of course, he could see the mystery.

This finger, in a sense, is another An Qisheng!

From the face, the body, the long hair, the clothes, the breath, all of them are exactly the same, there is no difference!

In the world, there are too many ways to incarnate, but incarnation is incarnation, it is definitely not another self, and it is impossible to grow into another self!

But at this time, if he hadn't watched that finger turn into a human form, he wouldn't have been able to tell who was the real An Qisheng in front of him!

An Qisheng put his hands on his knees and raised his eyebrows lightly:

"It's just a finger, if you lose, you die.

Victory, my life is yours! "