The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 453 An Qisheng's Attempts

An Qisheng's expression was still, and his voice was erratic like smoke:

"Unfortunately, you can't see it"

huh~

The long laughter stopped abruptly.

"Yeah, I can't see it"

The figure of Taoist Tianji trembled slightly, and the figure stooped down, which was visible to the naked eye. The silver-white beard and hair suddenly lost their luster, and a strong rotten aura spread from his body.

It was as if in a house that had not lived in for many years, the smell from all the wooden beam furniture filled the entire cloud boat at once.

The eyes are cloudy, the skin is withered, and the face is withered.

he died.

"he died"

Feeling the most familiar death energy, Yan Xiake was a little surprised, and some couldn't believe it.

But this stubbornness made him have to believe it.

This all-powerful old monster, who has survived for thousands of years, died silently?

Before he entered the Dao, he had already heard about the reputation of this Taoist Tianji, and knew that he had an unimaginable position in the Daqing cultivation world.

A thousand-year-old primordial spirit, how awesome is it?

"The golden body will also be destroyed, and the primordial spirit will also decay"

Sa Wuling shook his head slightly.

In the past sixty years, he has seen many lives and deaths, but the death of a primordial deity still touched his heart.

What touched him was naturally not the life and death of Taoist Tianji.

But how difficult the road ahead.

The emperor's ten cruelties, the world-destroying catastrophe, and the boundary between life and death.

huh~

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves, and the body of Taoist Tianji scattered with the wind, and the little bits fell into the chessboard.

The chessboard shrinks and turns into a little light.

An Qisheng flicked his fingers, and that bit of aura already fell into the palm of Sa Wuling.

"What do you see?"

Sa Wuling pinched that bit of aura, and his mind was condensed.

Taoist Tianji has been enlightened for more than a thousand years, and he has no idea what he has experienced along the way.

The real reason is that his spirit and divine will have been instilled into the chessboard as the pieces fell.

He knew in his heart that this was not his limit.

But after seeing his teacher, he realized that he had nowhere to go.

There was no other way to live the future he saw.

"Keep it."

An Qisheng glanced at Sa Wuling.

This chessboard is made up of the Taoist implication and divine meaning of the Taoist Tianji. If he can return one day, it may be an opportunity for him to enter the Tao again.

If you don't come back, it will be counted as a rare treasure.

Sa Wuling nodded, but he was not too optimistic.

Throughout the ages, very few people have really been involved in the reincarnation of life and death.

Legend has it that the monarch of the Netherworld has a wonderful book that governs the cycle of life and death, which can save people from reincarnation.

But it is only a legend, and no one in the world knows whether it is true or not.

hum~

At this time, the gossip furnace made a huge hum.

Then it flew into the air, turning into a streamer and submerging into An Qisheng's body.

puff~

Red all over, Wang E, who was like a red-hot branding iron, fell on the cloud boat like a golden mountain and fell on a jade pillar, making a heavy noise.

Threads of blue smoke rose along with it.

Faintly, it seems that the smell of meat can still be smelled.

Wei Shaoyou's mouth twitched, and some couldn't believe that the tragic giant in front of him was the one in the legends of later generations, who was overpowering the world for a while.

The big man who is known as 'the innate chief general, the protector of the Tao with pure heart, the king of three or five trains, the great spiritual officer of the mighty spirit manifesting'.

Unlike Shenlong, who sees the beginning but does not see the end, no one has really seen the old celestial master.

This Wang Lingguan was a truly unparalleled figure in the eleventh century of Emperor Tian.

Lord of God,

A goddess.

Du Tian picketed the Great Spirit Officer.

There are legends about him that are truly as numerous as stars.

Of course, after this incident, he no longer believed in the legend.

Who would have thought that such a trivial matter, which was recorded in only a few words in the legend, would attract so many great people.

It's all because of his luck, otherwise, his bones will be melted.

In contrast, Wang Da Lingguan's little embarrassment can naturally be accepted.

"His physique is strong enough, but he has the influence of this old toad. After this refining, there may be a period of slump, but there is no future trouble. After that, you can pass on his Huang Ting twenty-four body magic."

An Qisheng glanced at Wang E, who was facing the sky on his back, breathing green smoke, and his brows and eyes were red with golden light.

"His magical powers can also be transformed into the 'eye god'. When you pass on his method, don't forget it."

"Listen to the teacher's arrangement."

Sa Wuling has no choice but to nod.

Huang Ting has twenty-four bodies and spirits, and when they are completed, they are supernatural powers.

However, magical powers are not static, and they can only be perfected by continuous innovation.

Wang Ei turned his face to the sky, and most of his evil anger dissipated, leaving only three points. All his anger was burnt out by the gossip furnace.

At this time, I can see the white clouds and blue sky, feel the breeze, as if reborn.

After a long time, he took a breath and felt the burning eyes of his brows. He looked at An Qisheng with a complicated expression:

"You, what kind of fire are you?"

Wang Ei rolled over and sat up, grabbed the void, and grabbed Yunxia to cover his body.

Recalling the flames in the gossip furnace, he shuddered in his heart.

After all these years of living, he has never felt what pain is like. No matter what the landslides are, or even going into the sea to fight the Pig Po Dragon King, he will not be hurt.

But that flame completely ignored his body, as if acting on his body and soul at the same time.

His heart was burning, and he was terrified.

"The fire in the gossip furnace has three flavors. One is from heaven and earth, and the other is called Jing, Qi, and Spirit. Jing, Qi, and spirit are refined into samadhi, and the fire transformed by Li Jing can be called the true fire of three flavors. There is nothing in the world that cannot be burned. "

An Qisheng said.

The fire in the gossip furnace is not nothingness, but the fire of his three flowers, which is also called the real fire of three flavors.

Of course, his three flowers have not been completed yet, so this fire naturally has not yet been achieved.

But it's not something ordinary people can afford. If it weren't for his control, even Wang Evil would have turned into ashes long ago. If he wants to make golden eyes and fire eyes, it is naturally a fool's dream.

"Three flavors really fire"

Wang Ei muttered to himself, feeling awe and yearning for this fire in his heart.

Since he was born to the present, his strength and physique can push everything horizontally. Even if he is defeated, he will not be as helpless as facing the real fire of the three flavors.

"I see"

Wei Shaoyou looked at this scene, and his heart suddenly froze.

According to legend, Wang Lingguan took over the thunder method of the old master, but he also practiced fire method, and even preferred fire method more, this is the reason.

Sure enough, behind every legend, there is something that ordinary people don't know.

only

Looking at An Qisheng, who was sitting still like a mountain, his breath was as deep as a starry sky, and he had another instinct in his heart.

This Taiji Taoist who has completely overpowered everyone including the old Tianshi from this time, why has he not even left a few words of legends in later generations?

Who wiped out his deeds?

God Master?

still is

"Is something wrong, teacher? It's so urgent today"

At this time, Ye Xiaoyi bowed and asked.

She has been by An Qisheng's side for 60 years and is very familiar with him.

But in this sealed space, he seemed a little anxious.

"After you go out, do your own thing, don't think too much."

An Qi grew up, stepped lightly under his feet, and stepped into the air.

"teacher?"

Sa Wuling's heart was moved, and he was about to speak, when the cloud boat under his seat burst out, turning into a streamer and submerging into the void.

It disappeared in an instant.

The sealed space seemed to be non-existent, and it easily crossed the void and returned to the heaven and earth.

At this time, the sun sets in the west mountain, and the sky is full of red clouds.

Beneath the top of the clouds, the mountains stretch for inexplicable distances.

"The Emperor's Ten Violence, the Great Tribulation to Destroy the World"

Sa Wuling stood on the cloud boat, overlooking the mountains, and his heart was solemn.

This time the sealed space has gained too much, and with his state of mind, he can't stand the game.

What a tough road ahead.

Not to mention the unknowable calamity that will destroy the world, just the fact that the emperor is about to get out of trouble makes his heart heavy.

The dharma body of a 'thumb', which is not known for killing, has already exceeded the limit that the primordial spirit can handle, so what about its body?

What about the other emperors, such as the nun, the soup, the scorpion, the wolf, the python, the ape, and the fox?

How tyrannical should the '険', which is said to be the most violent in killing, be?

"Whoo~"

With a long breath, many thoughts were exhaled, Sa Wuling stepped on the foot, the cloud boat broke through the air, and went straight to Ezhou.

No matter how difficult the future is, what to do at this time should not be abandoned halfway.

Huhu

An Qisheng stood on the barren mountain, overlooking the surroundings, his eyes were faint.

The Netherworld Lord seals this space of the 'Finger', the top is born and the bottom is dead, and the bottom is dead.

But this dead energy should have been condensed under the mountains and rivers, and sealed the body of the old demon.

Originally, the flowers, plants and trees were like the outside world, like a small hole in heaven.

But at this time, the dead aura swept through the mountains, the sky and the ground were full of dead ashes, the poisonous gas permeated thousands of miles, and as far as the eye could see, all the flowers and plants withered.

This is not caused by his knife, but this old monster can no longer be sealed in this space.

The ten evils of the emperor are born from the sky, and their roots are on the yin and evil hatred. They are the seven emotions of the sky and the six desires of man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is more difficult to completely destroy the basis of their existence than to ascend to the sky.

Otherwise, as strong as the Netherworld Lord, why did the 'Old Heavenly Master' in Wei Shaoyou's memory suppress rather than kill?

Who doesn't know it's good once and for all?

If you don't want to, you can't!

"Can it really be immortal?"

An Qisheng muttered to himself slightly, and took out the quaint side of the altar of 'according to requests', or replacing the scales.

Since Zombie King Zhushang can be thrown onto Xuanxing, there is no reason why these old monsters can't.

Boom!

The moment An Qisheng took out the altar, the mountains suddenly swayed, countless earth and rocks rolled down from the top of the mountain peaks, and the earth shook like waves.

Under the cover of earth and stone, 'Qi' suddenly opened his eyes.