The Great Tao Chronicle

In the night, the wind and clouds were whistling, and the changes in the celestial phenomena caused by the changes in the magnetic field spread to the world. In just half an hour, the meteorological bureaus of various countries around the world have been alerted.

One by one, weather warnings were sent to all parts of the country, as if the storm was about to come.

This night, not many people on Treasure Island and even in Quan Daxuan slept well. Under a huge pressure like the sky is low, there are only many people who can fall asleep safely.

More people have trouble falling asleep, or look out the window in surprise or worry.

Under the night of thunder and lightning and dark clouds covering the sky, no one could see that the 'Gate of Different Degrees' pierced by the king's sword was emitting a faint light.

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Three red suns are in the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth.

This day was just right, and it was also when Wangquan Dao opened the mountain gate.

In front of Jiejian Stone, there is a huge crowd of people on the flat huge square. People from martial arts from all over the world gather here, all waiting quietly.

Countless people gathered here, but there was no noise on the square.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young Taoist standing with a sword on the high platform in the middle of the square, with deep awe.

On this day, the sky was not so good. It was this young man who led the formation with a sword, dispelling the dark clouds and revealing the sun.

Inspiring celestial phenomena is one of the symbols of a master of the divine veins.

Even today, Divine Vein is a well-deserved master.

Not to mention, this one can also drive the formation, this method is obviously the cultivation of 'Heaven and Man's Qi Technique'.

"There should be three phases in the qi-watching technique, star-gazing is the celestial aspect, earth-pulse-feng shui is the earth's aspect, and writing fortune-telling is the human aspect. Only by combining the three elements can we practice the 'heaven-human-looking qi technique' of the way of kingship.  … ..."

The young man retracted his sword and said lightly, "If you have the opportunity to enter the way of my kingship, you will also have the opportunity to learn 'Heaven and Man's Breathing Technique'."

The young man's words were concise and to the point, without a long speech, he immediately announced the start: "The Patriarch once said that there is no distinction between teaching and learning. No matter whether you are male, female, old or young, whether you are a martial artist or not, and which country you come from, you can enter the royal power."

His voice was not so mighty, but it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

hum~

And as his voice sounded, on the top of Wangquan Mountain, which was more than 3,000 meters high, there were streams of light visible to the naked eye.

The many streams of light intertwined with each other and flowed down, spreading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, vaguely sketching a huge portal with a deep breath like a starry sky.

"Those whose hearts are not firm, whose minds are uncertain, who do evil, and whose minds are evil, should not enter this door."

The youth's sleeve robes fluttered, and he said loudly, "Whoever walks to the top of the mountain is my first disciple of the Dao of King Power!"

The entrance to the Way of King Power is the real entrance.

The one who entered was the door called the 'South Heaven's Gate'.

Of course, after getting started, you have to do five full years of homework in the 'Wenxintang'. If you go wrong, you will be expelled from the house.

"There are so many people..."

At the end of the mountain road, Chu Fan stood side by side with Feng Mingtao and the others, watching the stream of people who looked like ants down the mountain, and muttered to himself.

Wang Quandao opened the mountain gate once every five years, and opened the mountain gate once every ten years. After more than three thousand years, the eighth day of the eleventh lunar month has become the most grand festival in the world.

It is said that this is the birth day of Patriarch Wang Quan.

"Unfortunately, this day is also destined to be a **** day."

Feng Mingtao's burly body is quite eye-catching among the disciples. He and Chu Fan are the same batch of disciples.

Wang Quandao has reached the limit of "the story does not matter the heart", and there is still room for change if he has evil thoughts in his heart, and mistakes are unforgivable.

Even the disciples who have already entered the door have to go up and down the mountain every day. Once they do evil things, they can't escape the three-footed sword.

There is nothing to atone for one's sins, and there is no difference in a single thought.

It is precisely because of this that after three thousand years, the way of kingship has always stood firm, always adhered to the right way, and no one refused to accept it.

He still remembered the blood in front of the 'Nantian Gate' on the day he entered the gate, and the screams made him unable to sleep peacefully for many days.

But even so, there are always people who are lucky.

Over the years, the mountain gates have been opened, and many people have corpses in front of Wangquan Mountain.

Today is no exception.

"But I don't know how many dreamers among this group of people."

Chu Fan used the technique of sound transmission to say these words directly to Feng Mingtao alone.

Compared with the chaos of 3,300 years ago, the world today has too much peace. Whether it is in the rivers and lakes or the world, there is almost no such thing as a swordsman.

The king's power is hanging over the world, and there is almost no resistance.

The way of kingship is the first choice for all dreamers.

"There will be no less."

Feng Mingtao shook his head in his heart: "This errand is too boring. I heard that there is a sword of kingship in Youzhou. If you can take a look, wouldn't it be much better than watching the gate here?"

Not everyone likes to watch the gate, Feng Mingtao doesn't like this errand very much, but unfortunately, where can he choose?

"It's alright if you don't go. Many dreamers gather in Youzhou. I don't know how many people are going to die. You and I almost fell before you. Although you will lose your qualification to enter the 'dreamland' if you die twice, you still need to be careful."

Chu Fan sighed.

King power hangs over the world and maintains the laws of all countries, but killing is inevitable.

He and Feng Mingtao were also ambushed and killed once, and it was the "Truman" who did it. That time, the team of more than 30 dreamers was killed by him, and the two of them were also close to death.

"'Truman'!"

Speaking of this matter, Feng Mingtao's face suddenly sank: "I will find this revenge sooner or later!"

"It's hard to say, according to the news from the White Tiger, that 'Truman' went to the 'six prisons' of a hidden world sect. Although that sect is not well-known, it has been circulating for more than 3,000 years. Inferior to many true traditions of my kingship..."

Chu Fan shook his head, not optimistic.

That 'Truman' is said to have seen in the mysterious star that God is not bad, and in a dream, he cultivated into the infinite yin and yang in five years. .

The Heart Sutra of War Demons is earth-shattering, and several sieges organized by the Special Affairs Bureau have been easily escaped by him.

Unless they can enter the core of Wangquan Dao and learn the true biography of Wangquan Dao.

Feng Mingtao was speechless for a moment.

Although the true biography of Wang Quan Dao is open to all disciples, it is extremely difficult to get started. In just five years, if you want to cultivate the Heaven and Human Qi Technique, Wang Quan Zhen Yue Jian?

How difficult is that?

At least among all the dreamers at present, the only one who has truly mastered the martial arts of the heaven and the human level is the 'Truman', and it seems that it is because he has obtained the inheritance of an old devil.

Just like Xuanxing, many textbooks are left to everyone to learn, but those who really succeed are still very few among the very few.

"It's Senior Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang is back!"

While the two were having a voice-transmission conversation, they suddenly heard a commotion down the mountain, and several disciples of the Dao of Wang Quan beside them also exclaimed.

"Which Senior Brother Zhang?"

Chu Fan came back to his senses and was shocked when he heard the noise coming from down the mountain.

"Of course it's Senior Brother Zhang Hongfei. When he came back this time, did he bring back my contemporary sword master of Wang Quan Dao?"

Several Wang Quan Dao disciples were all very excited and could not wait to go down the mountain immediately.

Feng Mingtao was shocked in Chu Fan's heart, he was already in shape, and he went down the mountain with the shouts of several disciples.

Both of them have condensed the Qi channels of their hands and feet, and the speed is extremely fast. With this force, they have reached the middle of the mountain road in a few moments, looking down.

He saw that on a road that many people at the foot of the mountain spontaneously gave way, a swordsman in blue shirt held a boy's hand and slowly walked towards the mountain gate.

"Junior Brother Zhang?"

Down the mountain, the young man who presided over this apprenticeship frowned when he saw the swordsman in blue, "Who hurt you?"

"Senior Brother Lin doesn't have to worry, it's just that he killed too many people, so he's angry."

Zhang Hongfei coughed lightly, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "Fortunately, I didn't lose my life and brought back the future sword master in my sect."

The boy looked like he was about six or seven years old. He didn't seem to have seen so many people before, so he was a little nervous for a while.

"Good boy, what's your name?"

The young man got off the high platform, touched the boy's fleshy face lovingly, and was about to take out the greeting.

Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and she raised her eyebrows to look.

I saw a cloud above the sky bursting with a bang, and a figure jumped down from the sky.

"Go!"

Chong Chong Chong Chong~~~

The moment the voice reverberated, the crowd suddenly burst out with sword lights, blasting with wind and thunder, and a cold and fierce killing aura.

From the west, they slashed at Zhang Hongfei and the three of them.

And faster than the sword that filled the sky, was the tyrannical fist that fell from the sky.

At the moment when the fist mark was printed, the airflow in the mid-air boiled and burst, and the extremely tyrannical fist intent was like the substance, and it slammed down across hundreds of meters.

Its target is not Zhang Hongfei, but the entire square!

A few kilometers away, a gust of wind was already rising from the foot of Wangquan Mountain, and the scattered energy was as sharp as a knife, causing the crowd to retreat again and again.

His divine will is tyrannical and naked in front of everyone. If you dare to hide, everyone else will die!

"Bold!"

Zhang Hongfei's face sank. He didn't expect that someone would dare to chase down Wangquan Mountain to be presumptuous.

hum~

Without seeing any action, a sword light like a flying dragon has already risen into the air, pulling out thousands of sharp neighing sounds of air currents.

Meet the mountain-shaking punch.

"'Truman'!"

Chu Fan, who had just stepped down the mountain road, felt the familiar fist, and his expression changed suddenly: "This group of people dares to hit Wang Quanjian's attention?!"

"It's daring!"

Feng Mingtao was also shocked.

Wang Quandao is so tyrannical, there are so many masters of divine veins, not to mention that this 'Truman' has never stepped into the ninth level of heaven and man.

"No, he, he really wants to die!"

Chu Fan's eyelids jumped wildly.

Are dreamers afraid of death?

Of course, I am also afraid, but a dreamer who has one comeback and two chances of immortality is at some point the most terrifying dead man in the world.

Like this time.

Boom!

Between the sound of swords, a sound of body-protecting qi bursting resounded through the sky.

Countless people on the square turned horrified.

I saw that man descended from the sky, and his fists slammed down, but he ignored Zhang Hongfei's sword that slashed the sky.

He just stared at the prison-like sword light, and punched the other master of the royal power road who was facing in all directions.

"Crazy?!"

Zhang Hongfei never thought that a great master with divine veins would come up without thinking about life and death, and he was surprised for a while.

Moreover, the many masters who roared out from the crowd around them all did not care about life and death, and launched suicide-like attacks on their junior and senior brothers.

Where did so many lunatics come from?

"You are looking for death, I will fulfill you!"

As soon as his mind moved, Zhang Hongfei's long sword turned, and the remaining wisp of body-protecting qi had been torn apart by the incoming person, but with a single twist, his entire arm had already been chopped off.

Undiminished momentum disappears towards its neck!

If you cut off your arm and you don't hide, what if you cut off your head?

"Ok?!"

In the next instant, Zhang Hongfei's condensed expression finally changed.

The person who came here actually ignored his beheading sword and smashed his fist on top of Senior Brother Lin's body protection qi, exchanging death for injury?

scoff~

Jianguang cut off the head like a practice, along with the blood column that spewed out.

But at the same time, a low-pitched thunder-like explosion also sounded.

That Senior Brother Lin did not think that his Junior Brother did not stop him even for a moment, and he did not notice for a while, and his protective qi was broken.

It flew out, and blood spurted out.

But his long sword flew horizontally, like thousands of silver threads hanging down, and at the moment of flying horizontally, he also killed dozens of dead soldiers who rushed out of the crowd.

For a while, the blood filled the sky, and the blood flowed into a river on the square.

"Sword Master!"

Zhang Hongfei was startled, and his eyes were split.

The moment that Senior Brother Lin was repelled, a figure swept out from the crowd like a ghost, with arms outstretched like an eagle rushing towards food, holding the little boy under his arm.

In a short time, he had already run hundreds of meters away, pulling out ghostly shadows in the sky, and he was about to run away!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that the ghost figure succeeded, all the people who jumped out laughed out loud, and without any fear, they directly launched the secret technique of fighting for their lives.

Crazy rushed towards Zhang Hongfei and the two.

A group of people with the worst cultivation base are those who have condensed several energy channels, and there are even a few people who have condensed energy channels, under the impact of such a scale of 'dead men'.

Rao is that Zhang Hongfei and the two were really angry, but they still took three full breaths before killing all the attackers.

And after three breaths, the man had already escaped dozens of miles away.

The person who shot is actually a master of divine veins!

"Dare to come to Wangquan Mountain to make trouble and seek death!"

The moment the ghost shadow escaped, there was a cold shout from the top of Wangquan Mountain, and then a sword light broke through the sky, chasing the ghost shadow.

"You can't escape!"

Zhang Hongfei's face was ashen, he let out a low drink, his breath was burning like fire, and he also chased after him.

huh~

However, Senior Brother Lin jumped over and landed on the high platform, his face swept across the chaotic square like frost. No one knew how many dead men among the thousands of people.

If you want to find them out one by one, even the most elite things in the imperial court, the two factories, don't have the ability.

But for Wang Quan Dao, it is not so difficult.

He raised his sword and his breath was cold: "Now, everyone, go up the mountain!"

The deceased must not pass through the 'Nantian Gate'!

He really had murderous intentions!

"Truman, is this dead?"

Looking at the messy square and the headless corpse in the pool of blood, Feng Mingtao was a little dazed.

"This, Wang Quandao ignored it?"

Chu Fan was also a little confused.

At this time, apart from some disciples swarming out, why didn't any of those old guys on the mountain come out?

Could it be that all the masters of the ninth level of Wangquan Dao have closed their doors?

This is impossible...

Boom!

But in the next instant, an earth-shattering loud noise exploded behind Wangquan Mountain.

The ferocity of this sound wave spreads thousands of miles in an instant, and the sound is so huge that the moment it was coaxed, thousands of people in the plaza below the mountain were stunned without a word.

More people's eyes were blackened by the shock, and the seven orifices were bleeding!

"Pfft!"

Feng Mingtao and Chu Fan were shocked and vomited blood and looked back in horror.

I saw that between the turbulent air waves that swept the entire sky, the void shattered like many pieces of ice crystals, and thousands of twisted and ferocious faces filled the entire sky at once:

"Where are you?"

"Nie Zhanxiu must be rampant!"

On the top of Wangquan Mountain, a clear and long howl sounded.

Then, the sword lights intertwined vertically and horizontally, turning into a stegosaurus spanning hundreds of miles, and slashing into the broken void.

Those thousands of twisted and ugly faces.

Boom!

Stonebreaker!

Under the shocking collision, with Wangquan Mountain as the center, the void of the earth for hundreds of thousands of miles trembled wildly.

The wind and clouds in the sky were broken, the mountains above the earth collapsed, and countless grasses, trees, sand and stones flew in all directions under the beat of the tornadoes.

Boom!

In the earth-shattering collision, countless cold, bitter and bitter voices were synthesized together, and exploded in the ears of countless people in the entire King Power Mountains and many cities in Fengzhou:

"It's me!"