The Great Tao Chronicle

The setting sun dyed the sky red, and the pale red light pulled out behind everyone for a long, long time.

"teacher"

In Qingdu City, on the majestic Conferred God Platform, Sa Wuling stood with his hands behind his back, standing against the wind, facing the setting sun, his expression changed.

Looking at the back that was drifting away and seemed invisible to his eyesight, an indescribable touch rose in his heart.

His spiritual practice has reached a very high level, and his perception of everything in the world far exceeds that of other primordial spirits.

Infinitely close to the An Qisheng of the year.

At this time, looking at the distant teacher, he felt a hint of ominous faintness.

this goodbye,

this

"Teacher, are you really sure?"

Sa Wuling muttered to himself, and his heart was a little empty for a while.

He was intent on following in his teacher's footsteps, but had to stay here.

Because, when he came back this time, he was stationed in Qingdu instead of the teacher.

In other words, to attract him to the peeping that seems to be in the dark, but it is true and true.

It was only at this time that he realized why the teacher did not leave Qingdu City.

unwilling, can't

And only the one who is in the same blood as him can achieve the effect of mixing the fake with the real in the special aura of this Conferred God Stage.

But he couldn't leave the Conferred God Stage.

Otherwise, it will inevitably be discovered, and everything will fall short.

Therefore, no matter how many thoughts he had in his heart, he still managed to hold on to it.

He sat down, facing due south, closed his eyes, and began to practice.

The capital of Qing Dynasty is a good place, and it is also a place where An Qisheng has been sitting cross-legged for 90 years.

He is no exception.

He is only one line away from breaking through at this time, but this place is where the opportunity for his breakthrough lies.

Liangzhou.

Liangzhou is located in the frontier, and its products are not abundant. It is inconspicuous among the 120 major states of Daqing and 600 small states, and it has not been noticed for thousands of years.

But in the past 90 years, with the spread of the Taiji Dojo's reputation, it gradually attracted countless monks who practiced the Taiji Induction Chapter.

In particular, the once Tai Chi mountains have become a holy place in the minds of many people.

Even without any orders from the Taiji Dojo, many practitioners spontaneously established continuous palace towers in the mountains of Taiji to worship the ancestors.

Later, it attracted the attention of Qin Tianjian and reported it to Ye Xiaoyi.

After Ye Xiaoyi asked An Qisheng for advice, he raised this place as the ancestral land of Taiji Dojo.

In this way, this mountain, Liangzhou's reputation is getting bigger and bigger.

Because of their reverence for the patriarch, even without any instructions from the Taiji Dojo, Liangzhou and Annuo County have achieved tremendous development in the past ninety years that could not have been achieved in the past thousand years.

As a result, Liangzhou, which was originally regarded as a barren land by many other big states, suddenly stood out from the prefectures of the world.

It has become the most prosperous place among the six hundred small states of Daqing.

Gradually, there is a saying that "big states go to Qingdu, and small states come to Liangzhou".

An Qisheng's heart is also quite subtle.

There should not be such a thing in this world, because any cultivator would not spend dozens or hundreds of years doing things that are not helpful to their own cultivation for the convenience of ordinary people.

"I knew about the changes in Liangzhou, but in the deep palace, it is not as good as being there. Master, you disciples and grandchildren are really caring."

Seeing Liangzhou again after 90 years, the yellow dog was also amazed.

In the past 90 years, Daqing has naturally changed not only in the 'a car', but in all aspects.

In fact, the first step in the implementation of the new law is the mysterious light mirrors that spread across many states, counties, and townships.

If it weren't for this, how could the 'cargo road' that spread throughout Daqing be successfully built in just 90 years.

"It's not a good thing to respect me as God."

An Qisheng's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not happy.

The Qi species replaces the aura of heaven and earth, and then spreads the heaven and earth, providing people in the world to practice. To a certain extent, the people who practice Taiji Dao in the world are all his disciples.

This, he had to admit.

But it is precisely because the world's practitioners are tied to him that things that never happened in the world of practice have happened in the past.

That is, there are already practitioners and worship them as gods.

"Why isn't it a good thing?"

The yellow dog was startled.

Wei Shaoyou and Yan Xiake were also a little surprised.

"I will treat me as a god, and naturally I will treat other people as gods."

An Qisheng's eyes were dim, and he didn't say anything else, he paced towards the Tai Chi mountains.

This matter, in the eyes of others, may be a good thing, but in his view, it is not the case.

Qi Seed takes the essence of heaven and earth and becomes the reliance of those who practice Taiji Dao, but he did not move any hands or feet in the "Qi Seed", but even so, there are cultivators who worship him like a **** and worship him.

What about the five Taos, Buddha, demon, ghost, and evil that traverse the heavens and the earth, stretch for ten centuries and a million years?

The meaning behind this is enough to make anyone palpitate.

"other people"

Yan Xiake and Wei Shaoyou looked at each other, puzzled.

But An Qisheng didn't say it, and they naturally didn't dare to ask, with a lot of guesswork in mind, they followed.

Taiji mountains, towering majestically, standing above the earth, stretching for miles.

Among them, the palace was built extremely tall, and it did not damage the mountains and rivers at all. Obviously, there was an expert instructing.

When An Qisheng came to the front of the mountain, it was noon.

In the mountains of Tai Chi, there is a continuous flow of people, coming and going, and its liveliness is no less than the popular attractions above Xuanxing.

"Xuanxing Wudang Mountain, one year's tickets are enough to feed a group of people. If this mountain also accepts tickets, I'm afraid it will not be worse than Wudang Mountain."

Seeing people coming and going in the mountains, An Qisheng had a strange thought in his heart.

He sat cross-legged in Qingdu for 90 years and rarely went out. Although there were no major events in the world that could be hidden from him, he was not a human being, and it was impossible to know everything in detail.

It was the first time he saw the scene in front of the Tai Chi mountains.

Not only him, Wei Shaoyou and others are also smacking their tongues. Since ancient times, all sects of Taoism have escaped into the mountains, and they have set up various formations to prevent others from entering.

Such a scene as the Tai Chi mountains has never been seen in the past and present.

"Master, if they knew you were here, wouldn't it be great fun?"

On An Qisheng's shoulder, the yellow dog was eager to try.

People in the world don't care much about it's praise, and it doesn't think it's its own merit. In fact, it has not done anything at all in the imperial palace for 90 years.

The only thing to do is not to hold back.

Moreover, there is no dissatisfaction with his abdication at all, but a refreshing feeling of being freed from the cage.

To be king?

Where is the comfort of being a dog?

"Don't fool around."

An Qisheng patted the dog's head, his eyes shifted, but he landed on a thatched cottage in front of the mountain.

It was an ordinary thatched cottage, but before the Tai Chi mountains, it seemed unusual.

huh~

When An Qisheng lowered his eyes, the door of the thatched cottage was slowly pushed open.

A young Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe walked out slowly, while an old monk with white eyebrows followed behind him.

He walked towards An Qisheng on the side of the road.

"This priest"

Wei Shaoyou frowned slightly, and was a little surprised. Who is this person and actually knows their itinerary?

Not to mention the chaos in the tenth era of Emperor Tianji, the power of innate calculation cannot be used for one-tenth. Even if the mystery is not disordered, there are not many people in the world who can calculate his whereabouts based on the cultivation of their ancestors.

"Golden Tower and Jade Tower? A lost technique of the Golden Bell Tower of Liangzhou?"

It was Yan Xiake who saw the origin of the Taoist priest.

"Little Taoist priest, you are very patient."

Looking at the young Taoist priest who came slowly, An Qisheng's eyes moved, and he sighed softly:

"It's your teacher, it's a pity."

The young Taoist priest is Mingxin, a young Taoist in the Golden Bell Tower. His master Changlin Taoist once ventured into the Yin Division because of Shouyuan, but in the end he failed.

In the end, it was because of Xie Qiyi's incense stick that he had more Jiazishouyuan.

Unfortunately, it is only Jiazi Shouyuan.

More than 20 years ago, he felt something in his heart, and he even sent an edict to make him become the mountain **** of Jinzhong Mountain, but he refused.

As for the old monk, it was the virtuous old monk who was arrested by Changlin Daoist after being sentenced to his master's door.

The grudge between the master and the apprentice is long, but it does not need to be elaborated.

"The Golden Bell Tower has a bright heart and has seen the Celestial Master."

The young Taoist fell to the ground from afar:

"Tianshi Lao is concerned, and the teacher walked very peacefully without regrets."

"Dao cultivates in this life, Buddha seeks the next life, but your teacher is a mess. You can't do it in this life, but you may not be able to do it in the next life, if there is another life."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and asked:

"You've been waiting for me here for twenty-six years, every day like this, do you want to beg me?"

"The celestial master's eyes are no different."

Mingxin Daotong looked respectful:

"The teacher once said that the Tianshi will come back sooner or later, and the disciple is waiting here, but he wants to ask the Tianshi to take me with me."

"It seems that after being possessed by the seventh master, your teacher has grown a lot."

An Qisheng chuckled, and did not ask how Changlin Daoist knew that he would go to the Nether, because for thousands of years, any primordial spirit will eventually go to the Nether.

To a certain extent, the Netherworld Lord is already a monument on the spiritual path of this world.

huh~

An Qisheng stepped forward and disappeared into the mountains.

Yanxiake and Wei Shaoyou all glanced at Mingxin Daotong curiously and followed.

"Senior brother, although you are wrong, but you have served me all these years, but it should be clear."

Mingxin Daotong glanced at the silent old monk and sighed softly.

"The old man has a lot of sins, how can we clean it up?"

The virtuous old monk was neither happy nor sad, just put his hands together, bowed deeply, then turned around, looked for a direction, and walked into the distance step by step.

"Buddha said that people in the world should respect and love each other, and there is no hatred for each other. There is no mutual understanding, and there is no covetousness. The words and expressions are always harmonious, and there is no disagreement with each other. "

Between the Zen sounds, a little golden light overflows.

Then the scriptures dimmed, and his vigorous pace became sluggish, but it dissipated his own mana.

"Ugh."

The Taoist Mingxin let out a long sigh, then turned into the wind and chased after him.

Since the Netherworld completely lost contact more than a thousand years ago, few people have been able to step into the Netherworld.

The passages that once led to the netherworld were all closed.

Only in such a strange place as the Yinsi Tavern can there be a road to the Yinsi.

Idle people may not find a place after wasting their whole lives.

With An Qisheng's ability at this time, he could naturally find it, but he didn't need to look for it.

In the Tai Chi mountains, Jiaoyuan Mountain, there is such a passage.

That was Xie Qi, or Gu Changfeng asked Xie Qi to leave a passage for him.

That is, the dry well in Jiaoyuan Mountain.

thump~

Like a boulder falling into the water, bright ripples rippled all over the body.

It was only a moment before and after, and the group of people opened their eyes again, and what they saw in front of them was already an endless overcast wind, a lifeless world with no more vitality, and a colorless world.

And what I feel the same way is the irresistible coldness!

How incredible is this?

Not to mention the formation of supernatural powers, even if it is just a cultivator cultivated by life, it is already invulnerable to water and fire, bathing in magma will not feel hot, and stepping on the north and south poles will not feel cold.

At this time, Wei Shaoyou and others felt the cold, which was a strange coldness that completely ignored their mana aura.

wow~

Like the waves of the sea, like the gust of wind.

In front of everyone, there is a deep and dead silence, as wide as the boundless sea of ​​death!

"This is the legendary sea of ​​ghosts? It is said that all the dead have to cross this sea~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to wash their sins"

Wei Shaoyou was amazed.

There are also legends of reincarnation in later generations, but no one knows whether it exists or not.

"Yes, the Sea of ​​Netherworld. According to legend, this sea contains all the sins of the world from ancient times to the present. Even if it is contaminated by the real person of Yuanshen, it will perish."

The eyes of the enlightened Taoist also lit up.

huh~

And as the crowd appeared, a hazy fog suddenly dispersed on the sea of ​​dead air blown by the gust of wind.

A flat boat, cut through the mist, slowly floated towards the shore.

Netherworld,

dead sea,

misty,

There is a ghost boat, and no one is ferrying it.