Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

"Haha, it's fake, it's fake, it's all fake, I broke through, I won!"

Seeing Yi Chen leave, Jiu Diol looked stupid and skipped towards the distance. Under the dazzling sunshine, his green robe shone more and more.

At this moment, two tall figures suddenly flashed in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, where are you going? You signed a contract not to do anything for our Great Qin for two hundred years, and you just want to leave like this?"

"Such a little cleverness, fellow Taoist, it's better not to embarrass yourself in front of us. If you are really crazy, I have some means to help you recover, fellow Taoist."

A monk in black pointed at a black pile of feces not far away and said coldly.

It was a big lump, and it had a faint whitish smell. It was obviously very fresh, and it should have been made up of the spiritual beasts carried by a certain monk.

While Jiu Diol was still moaning and groaning, another black-clothed monk said with an unbearable look on his face: "Fellow Jiu Daoist, don't even think about getting through, you just ate it, I I won’t let you leave.”

"We still have a lot of this kind of thing, which can help fellow Taoists retrieve their memories very well."

After half a cup of tea, two monks in black clothes, one on the left and one on the right, left the crowd with a glass of alcohol that looked like they were mourning for their wives. This caused the monks nearby to talk about it. They didn't expect this person to play so big.

Jiu Diol's iconic leek green robe is also well-known among the small circle of people in Taiwu City.

Although they also lost a lot, they were still within an acceptable range and would not go bankrupt.

Seeing that Fellow Taoist Master Ji was having such a bad life, they felt relieved immediately.

It is difficult to understand things in the world. There are two sides of the same coin. Some people are worried while others are happy. When Jiu Diol was taken away by the monks in black, some people in the crowd burst into crazy laughter.

"Haha, everyone, I, Wu Mingzi, will pay for the drinks at Mingxiang House today. You can come and drink with us."

The person who laughed was obviously the person who asked Shenji Baixiao for advice at Mingxiang Tower.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Wu. It seems that you have made a lot of money. Fellow Daoist, you have won nine out of ten battles. What's the secret? Can you tell us something? Why is Fellow Daoist so sure that Lord Greedy Wolf Star can defeat True Lord Blood Spirit?" "A monk in the crowd asked tentatively with a curious tone.

"Hehe, isn't it difficult to say this? It also falls on the Taoist fellow who was taken away. The bet I saw below was not the bet between Greedy Wolf Star Lord and True Lord Blood Spirit, but between me and the one who was taken away. That Taoist friend’s bet.”

"Pindao saw Taoist friend Jiu drinking alone in Mingxiang Tower that day, so he paid some attention to it. After some inquiries, he discovered that Taoist friend Jiu had been having bad luck one after another and had not won a single victory. It was simply unbelievable.

There were different opinions on the final battle of this Dharma Assembly, and Pindao couldn't make up his mind. Then he changed his mind and followed Taoist Brother Ji quietly. No matter what Taoist Brother Jiu bought, Pindao made the opposite bet. Unexpectedly, it was One battle will determine the outcome, and my harvest will be greater than all my previous gains. "

Wu Zhenzi stroked the beard on his chin and told everyone triumphantly. His strange brain circuit made everyone take a breath. This approach was simply thought-provoking.

After a while, a monk couldn't help but sigh: "Previously, Taoist Yinlong, the senior Taoist, won the Great Qin Dharma Assembly's leader Pearl. Now Taoist friend Wu Zhenzi is full of wisdom and tricks. Our Dongzhou Taoist Sect is really full of talents!"

"Haha, I'm ashamed. Taoist Master Yinlong is the person Wu Zhenzi admires." Wu Zhenzi's eyes flashed with a strange color. He cupped his hands towards the surrounding monks and said, "Why don't we go and understand it now? How about the "Xuanbi Creation Sutra"? Stones from other mountains can attack jade, and many Taoist friends are already one step ahead of me."

Following Wu Zhenzi's gaze, he saw Lin Luo quietly landing on the wall of Taiwu City holding the scripture. She was pinching the magic formula in her hand. Suddenly the scripture in her hand suddenly floated into the air, shining brightly, and followed by the purple-haired girl's bare hands. Flying, big characters slowly appeared in the sky.

"Zhou Xing stood out from the crowd alone and remained silent and dim from ancient times.

There is no image, no form, hidden creation, there are doors and households in the universe.

If color is not color, who will be poor? If it is empty, it will be rooted in the air. "

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For a moment, all the cultivators raised their heads, knowing that this opportunity was rare, and they were fascinated by it.

Regardless of the sect or Da Qin, the real treasured scriptures are all treasured by the emperor and are strictly controlled and circulated. If it were not for the special nature of the Daqin Dharma Assembly, who would dare to copy the scriptures so many times, there may be unexpected disasters. This was also the case before Yi Chen Ask the Millennium Emperor why he got him to endorse.

This was his Taoist Master Yi's 'killer instinct', his sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and he was sure that the Millennium Emperor would definitely agree.

The emperor approves, the emperor is good.

Taoist Master Yinlong requested, and the Taoist Master was kind.

Everyone sits in a row, and the benefits are shared, and the risks are naturally shared equally. If someone wants to cause trouble, they should first fight with the amazing monarch of Da Qin. His Yichengzi has the endorsement.

And Yi Chen didn't make it difficult for the people of the sect.

The more top-notch treasure scriptures, the more subtle and righteous they are. Some of the key points are not recorded in detail in the master's notes. If you want to go to the high and deep places, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. His move is not only for casual cultivators, but also for people in the sect. This is also The reason why Yi Chen dared to do this despite the disapproval of the world.

Of course, the more important thing is that Yichengzi is now strong enough to fight. He can do the same thing, but if it were a real-life monk who did it, he would die without knowing how.

The meaning of "Tao should not be passed on lightly" is divided into several layers, including screening and welding the car door shut.

Among the top scriptures in the world, there is a strange existence such as the 'One True Scripture', which has incredible power. After practicing it, the cultivation level far exceeds that of its peers.

If there is a person practicing in this world, unless that person dies, the next person will never be able to practice it even if they get this sutra. These precious sutras are all left by transcendent beings, and their value is immeasurable. Even their names are rarely recorded. Let alone see it.

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Jingzhu Cave Sky.

In front of vast expanse of blue waves, Yi Chen sat on the golden throne given to him by the Hidden Dragon Alliance and fished, while Meowth floated around at the end of the bamboo forest in the distance, flying around while playing.

"Master, you are really willing to give up. If the scripture says it is announced to the world, it will be announced to the world. If you trade it with other sects for resources, you can get a lot of money."

Qin Qingyun walked over to Yi Chen with a tray in her hand and a smile on her face.

There was a jar of fine wine and three plates on the tray. The attentive little koala of Princess Jing knew that this was what Yi Chen wanted to drink.

"Master, why don't you pass on the true sutra that you practice to me and try it out to see how well I fit with this sutra."

The rebellious girl in the past now showed a smile as fawning as a belly-turning puppy, which made Yi Chen happy.

But it's a pity that Yi Chen really can't think of anyone else who can master his Pure Yang Refining True Technique except for someone with astonishing wisdom like him.

Of course, with his current knowledge of cultivation, there is no problem in compiling some versions of beggars among beggars, but Yi Chen will not do this until he reaches the top group of monks in the five realms.

Looking at the smiling girl, Yi Chen took a sip of wine, picked up another chopstick, and then squinted his eyes and said:

"Haha, Qingyun, remember my teacher's saying, there is no strongest scripture in the world, only the strongest people."

"Including those powerful monks who practice the only true scripture, so what if their cultivation is far higher than that of their peers?"

"My human realm used to be the most powerful in the five realms. There were powerful figures like the Human Emperor, Taoist Lord, and Heavenly Buddha Lord. They all passed down the only precious scripture, but so what?"

"Those who have practiced the One Treasure Sutra have all been defeated by the last transcendent person, the Master of War."

"Isn't their Bao Sutra strong enough? Qingyun, have you ever thought about why there hasn't been a second Heavenly Buddha, a second Taoist, or a Human Emperor?"

"There is no strongest scripture, only the strongest person. Don't think about anything else. The method you practice now is the one that suits you best. The master's way is not your way. Even in the future, the method you practice will not be your way. It’s not what suits you best, you have to make your own way.”

"You can only innovate and push your own path to the extreme. At that time, the realm you seek will only come naturally. The path that others have walked is too powerful. If you want to leave your own footprints in it, it will be difficult to climb. Oh my God, if you contact it too early, it will be harmful.”

"Whether you are a hero or not depends on whether you have the ability to create an era, like the Human Emperor, the Taoist Lord, the Demon Lord, the Heavenly Buddha Lord, the Soldier Lord, etc."

"I am one person who can conquer the world!"

Yi Chen's faint voice came. After the battle with Xue Lingzi, he inexplicably figured out some things and gained some insights. Although there were still some things that he couldn't understand clearly, he was already thinking about the future path. .

As for Yi Chen speaking out without hesitation, it was naturally because he believed that these were no longer secrets in the eyes of top Taoist monks.

Innovate, surpass the predecessors, or create a new era, and go out of your own way. Even if this principle is placed in front of others, it is difficult for them to copy it.

Which monk who can reach the realm of mastering the Tao is not a person who is most sincere in his own way?

However, no matter how difficult it is, in this era of great conflict, Yi Chen believes that as long as he does not fall halfway, with his amazing wisdom and a little help from Crimson, he will be able to reach the other side, and even truly create a new one. The times are uncertain.

Bah, that's wrong. Crimson is also part of his amazing wisdom, but it's just an external manifestation of his amazing wisdom.

Thinking of this, Yi Chen's chest puffed up slightly. He looked at the girl in front of him who was deep in thought and smiled: "Qingyun, these things are not things you should consider when you have not even achieved the true king, let alone what happened today. Many things cannot be discussed based on common sense. It is so complicated and mysterious that no one can be sure.”

"By the way, are you here because your father wants to see me for something?"

"Ah? Yes, yes, master, my mother said that she would invite you to a banquet tonight. My father is going to see Grandpa Huang now and will be back in the evening. I almost forgot." After listening to Yi Chen's words, Qin Qingyun finally realized, He said in rapid succession, "By the way, my mother also said that there will be good news for you, master, so let her get away with it first."

Hearing his silly apprentice's words, Yi Chen's lips suddenly became harder to suppress than ak's, and he couldn't help but raise them.

Gan, checkout, checkout!

King Jing is a nice person and can settle accounts very quickly. Of course, if there is a problem with the accounts and there is a big discrepancy between the amount and the amount envisaged by Yichengzi, he will kill him.

If anyone dares to blackmail Yicheng Zi, he won't give it even the face of a thousand-year-old emperor. He must cut it into pieces.

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In a magnificent palace.

The Millennium Emperor looked at King Jing who was standing below and bowed his head in salute. He remained silent without any movement or pressure. A majestic pressure suddenly enveloped King Jing's heart. He raised his head towards the majestic middle-aged man who stood in the center of the hall. Looking at it, my mind was in a trance.

For a moment, he seemed to see his father's head transforming into a blue dragon, with golden dragon whiskers flying and roaring towards the sky.

Such a vision frightened King Jing inexplicably, and he couldn't help but speculate on the level of cultivation his father had reached.

Just when he was about to lose his hold, the thousand-year-old emperor sitting in the main hall spoke, and the majestic pressure suddenly melted away like ice and snow.

"Boss, you are already four hundred and seventy-two years old this year." The Millennium Emperor smiled at King Jing.

"Yes, what my father said is exactly right."

Looking at the thousand-year-old emperor who was smiling at him, King Jing could not remember the last time his father had smiled at him. He felt a little uneasy and a little sad for a moment.

Over the past few years, he has been walking on thin ice and has been very tired.

"Yingjing, Yingjing, you must have had a hard time these years. You have been King Jing for four hundred years, and your cultivation is not bad. Now you have reached the middle stage of Jie Dao. Have you resented your father these years? Make you a prince?"

"I was resentful before, but over the past hundred years, Yingjing has experienced a lot. Jing'er no longer resents his father in his heart. In fact, Yingjing respects his father even more than before!"

"It is difficult for a son and a minister, but it is more difficult for a father than for a son. The Qin Dynasty is full of fierce ministers, the sects are watching, and hundreds of families have their own opinions. The father must not only strategize, but also take into account cultivation. The father is the most difficult thing in the Qin Dynasty. one person!"

Ying Jing looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of the Millennium Emperor, and his voice became slightly emotional.

"That's a good flattery. If you become the emperor one day and your father abdicates the throne, or even leaves, how are you going to deal with King Wu?"

King Jing was silent for a long time, and then replied: "Being grounded, knocking down the realm of the true king, you are not allowed to leave the house in this life, and you need to rebuild, and those who violate it will be killed!"

The thousand-year-old emperor looked indifferent when he heard this, and the majestic pressure once again enveloped King Jing's heart:

"Ying Jing, do you know why my father has never made you the crown prince? You are not like me. Along the way as a father, Lu Xiang helped me a lot. Later, he and his father were not of the same mind, so he died."

"And your uncle, the former Zuo Shu Chief. Back then, he competed with his father for the throne, and his father killed him soon after he ascended the throne. Ying Jing, how can you, a woman with such kindness, inherit the weight of the emperor's throne? The importance of society.”

"Ying Jing, my father is so disappointed in you. King Wu Leiwu, but it's a pity that he is incompetent and doesn't know people well. My father can give you another chance. If you are Yuji, how are you going to deal with King Wu? Please answer me again!"

The dull roar of the thousand-year-old emperor echoed in the hall, like the wrath of a blue dragon!

Sweat dripped from King Jing's forehead. His expression remained unchanged, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think about it, father. I am King Jing of the Great Qin Dynasty. I would rather die. The child is not the shadow of my father. I will be like this one day." As an emperor, this is my final answer!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the majestic pressure in the hall suddenly disappeared, and domineering laughter swept the entire audience.

"Hahaha, Yingjing, you are like me, but King Wu is not like me. You have been unwavering over the years. King Wu's sword seems to have really sharpened you."

"What Great Qin needs is not the second thousand-year emperor, but the era created by your Ying Jing!"

"From today on, you are the crown prince of our Great Qin. Later, you will take my golden order to the Great Qin Yulong Treasure House to find Senior Baili and take out the Suzaku Divine Armor. As the crown prince of Great Qin, you are too weak now!"

"Also, from today on, you can go to the Tianqiong Jiulong Tower to practice. You can practice as long as you want. No matter how much gold essence is consumed, our Daqin can afford to support this expense. This is very important for you to step into the palm of your hand in the future. Realm has great benefits.”

"Finally, your coronation celebration will be in three days. At that time, father will have a banquet for the whole world. Let the little friend Hidden Dragon who is close to you come with you. Let him sit in the front row. Thanks to him, father But I also made a lot of money.”

"Same as you, Jing'er!"

Having said this, the Millennium Emperor blinked his eyes proudly, his eyes full of cunning. Compared with the majestic expression before, the sharp contrast made King Jing feel that everything was a little unreal.

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"Princess, how can you say half of your words? What good news do you have? Please tell Pindao quickly!"

In Jingzhu Cave, Yi Chen couldn't sit still when he heard the news Qin Qingyun told him. The Riddler is dead!

There are two types of people he hates the most, one is the person who tells the truth, and the other is the person who hates the person who tells the truth himself.

After hearing this, he immediately stopped fishing and took Qin Qingyun to find Princess Jing.

"Since the Taoist Master requested it, I will say that in five days, Taoist Master, you will be able to see the Qilin Boots. For this reason, my husband spent a lot of money to get it." Princess Jing immediately covered her face after hearing this. He smiled and said, "Taoist priest, don't say it was me who said that."