The Great Tao Chronicle

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"Old beast, you dare to **** my 'Three-Seven Method of Destruction'!"

Peng Shiliu, who was pulling the grass in the spiritual field of Dongtian, only heard an earth-shattering roar, and when he looked up, he saw the whip of Daodao starlight pouring down overwhelmingly.

In the next instant, Fa Wudi's screams had covered his roar.

Peng Sixteen shivered and gritted his teeth secretly.

Even he couldn't bear the pain of the whip, and his physique seemed to be useless at all.

But he didn't dare to look any further, he lowered his head like a farmer and started weeding.

I don’t know how long this spiritual field has been abandoned. The weeds in it are amazingly resilient like dragon tendons, and they penetrate deep into the ground, making it very difficult to pull weeds, especially since their blood energy is blocked by shackles.

"Yuanyang Daoist, you bastard, scum!"

What was even more miserable than Fa Wudie was Zheng Longqiu, who was hanged and beaten in midair.

He screamed and cursed, and the whip of starlight shrouded him densely. At first glance, it looked like a mess of woolen yarn.

But this is the case, the old man is still scolding, until the whole person who was drawn fainted.

The people who bowed their heads and pulled the weeds were shocked and angry, and there was an extremely strong killing intent.

They have never hated a person so much, but they didn't have the slightest bit. Zheng Longqiu, who resisted the most, was hanged and beaten to death. What else could they do?

"what!"

After a high-pitched scream, Fa WuMie finally closed his mouth.

But there was still rage in his eyes.

The 'Three-Seven Dharma Destruction' is the method he cultivated, his true form and spirit, and also his magic weapon. It contains his laws and principles, and is more important than his hands and feet.

How could he not be angry when he was robbed by life at this time.

But after this storm-like whipping, he trembled in pain, his face turned pale, and he would not say anything again.

"Daoist Yuanyang, what do you want to do?"

At this time, Feng Changming couldn't hold it any longer, he shook his hands and feet, and shouted in the sky, "If you want to kill, kill me, why are you insulting me like this?!"

slap~

There was no answer, only a long starlight whip threw a thousand feet away and slammed down in the air.

There is no escape, no dodge, no block.

The pain of tearing the soul is far more terrifying than the body Lingchi, but Feng Changming forcibly held back, even though the blue veins in his temples burst out, he did not scream.

But unfortunately, even if he spoke out one after another and was whipped three times abruptly, he didn't get any answer.

Instead, there was a flash of long air, and a figure that was very familiar to him fell from the sky like a meteorite, followed by the color of the moonlight that illuminated the entire cave.

"Xuanji?!"

Feng Changming's body trembled and his tone trembled. Is this Yuanyang Taoist so bold?

This is the true disciple of Mingyue Holy Land!

For millions of years in Dongzhou, the true controller, the true disciple of one of the three holy places!

"Fairy Xuanji?!"

Someone also recognized who the person who fell from the sky was, and his face changed drastically.

"Daoist Yuanyang even **** Fairy Xuanji?"

"Bold! It's so daring!"

"Who the **** is he?"

Above the Lingtian, looking at Xuanji falling down from Yu Yuehua, everyone was dumbfounded, almost forgot about the restriction, and was suddenly beaten by a whip and screamed again and again.

But their hearts were filled with shock.

Unexpectedly, after catching them, the Taoist Yuanyang did not give up, and even the true disciples of Mingyue Holy Land were arrested!

Does this mean that he will never die with Dongzhou Zhixiu? !

call!

The air flowed, Xuanji turned around in the air, and opened her eyes in a trance.

She rubbed her silver teeth up and down, and she didn't know that she was reduced to the same level as Zheng Longqiu and the others, but she watched the screams of starlight whips from the crowd dancing wildly in the air.

She trembled, but held back.

Let the ubiquitous starlight turn into shackles to bind his hands and feet, and slowly fall to the ground.

hum~

Between the stars, a line of large characters appeared in the sky, so that anyone who could see it could see:

Weeding, sowing, cultivating spiritual fields, cultivating spiritual plants...  

"Yuanyang..."

Looking at the object in his hand like a **** in the world, Xuanji's body trembled a little, trembling with anger.

Murder, but also torture?

But looking at the masters who were whipped as if they were jumping with shackles, she gritted her teeth and forcibly endured:

‘Yuanyang Daoist! ’

......

hum~

The thick and majestic humming sound shook the sky and flowed through the mountains and valleys, awakening the sleeping spirits of plants and trees, and the strange beasts in the mountains.

Layers of vacated away, above the sea of ​​​​hundreds of millions of clouds, followed by the purple energy visible to the naked eye.

The purple qi came with the sound of the bell, like thousands of purple waterfalls flowing down, covering the 'Wanfa Qi Training Platform'.

This qi is the purple qi of the early yang, and a wisp of it every day can wash the soul, strengthen the qi and blood, strengthen the physique, and increase the physical strength.

This bell is called the morning bell.

The sound of the bell comes from the top of the Wanfa Dragon Tower, which is so high that the sky is high above the sky and surrounded by thousands of clouds.

The bell ringer, the headmaster of Wanfalou, does fourteen.

huh~

Suck!

On the grand and magnificent Wanfa training platform, hundreds of thousands of Wanfalou disciples crossed their knees on the white jade stone slabs, bathed in purple energy, and listened to the morning bell baptism.

Started a day of practice.

This is a qi-refining conference that everyone in Wanfa Building must attend. Except for the disciples who retreated and descended the mountain, any disciples below the true lineage must arrive at this time every day.

Those who miss it will be severely punished, and those who fail three times will be downgraded from inner sect disciple to outer sect disciple.

Outer sect disciples are about to be downgraded to nominal disciples, nominal disciples are not eligible to participate in the 'Wan Dharma Refinement Conference'.

"This wisp of purple energy seems to be even purer than the spirit phase pill, and the cultivation conditions of the disciples of the major sects are astonishing..."

One of the many palace towers in Wanfa Building, Yuan Duxiu looked out from the window and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Hundreds of thousands of people practiced Qi together, and every time he saw this scene, his heart was filled with grandeur.

After cultivating the true shape of the Great Sun, and with many pointers from Mu Longcheng, Yuan Duxiu easily entered the Wanfa Building.

It's just that the ordinary entrance to Wanfa Building is extremely strict.

Ten years of errands, seven years of being named, five years of the outer door, and five years of entering the inner door. As for the true inheritance, most of the disciples have no hope in their lives.

At this time, he was a handyman disciple.

Every day, it is necessary to cultivate spiritual fields, remove insects, and weeds, which is boring and uninteresting.

"Raise soldiers for thousands of days and use them for a while. Don't envy them. Once you enter this big sect system, don't think about getting rid of it easily..."

Mu Longcheng said quietly: "People's way is insufficient and more than enough. The mediocre are only nourishment for the strong after all."

He has established Longcheng Group with assets of trillions overseas, and controls the livelihood of dozens of millions of people. He has a deep understanding of the word system.

The so-called system is nothing but a collection of people.

The people at the top of the pyramid drive the efforts of those at the bottom to achieve their goals, ambitions, and dreams.

Under the system, the mediocre are squeezed for life, kicked away without profit, and only those with first-class talents and talents have the possibility to climb up.

But once you enter the system, your achievements are only a few people chatting.

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, this is the way of practice."

Yuan Duxiu didn't care.

He has long been used to the law of the weak.

"If you want to not be oppressed, you must become a true inheritor."

Mu Longcheng said, "Lin Xunlong is a true disciple. Only if you are a true disciple can you have the possibility to compete with him on the same stage. Otherwise, it is not too easy to crush you with the status of true inheritance."

"True biography, easier said than done?"

Yuan Duxiu shook his head.

The true lineage of the sect is like the direct line of an aristocratic family. If there is one, there is, or there is no. There is a possibility that the handyman disciple will be promoted to the true lineage, but it is too small, and he can't afford the time and energy consumed.

He knew very well that in two and a half years, Lin Xunlong was about to compete for the first true biography.

The No. 1 True Inheritance of a hundred-year-old generation, the No. 1 True Inheritance of all dynasties, is the true seed of a sect, and has the position of inheriting the headmaster.

Once Lin Xunlong became the first true heir, even if he also became the true heir, he was not qualified to kill him.

Not to mention, once he becomes the first true biography, he will be given a spiritual treasure by the sect to protect himself, and he will not even be able to go down the mountain at will.

"The means are naturally there."

Mu Longcheng's interest in Wanfa Building was much greater than that of Yuan Duxiu, and he spent a lot more effort: "The easiest thing is to find a partner!"

"Daoist?"

Yuan Duxiu frowned.

"Not bad! Do you still remember the woman you saw on the day you got started?"

Mu Longcheng asked.

"You mean Senior Sister Miao?"

Yuan Duxiu felt a sudden shock, but he did not reject looking for a Taoist companion, but that Senior Sister Miao was not an ordinary person.

That was the first true inheritance of Wanfa Building nine hundred years ago. It is said that he has cultivated into the 'Dongtian' and became a great master, and his status is higher than that of ordinary elders!

Its status is equivalent to that of the deputy headmaster!

Even if Lin Xunlong became the first true biography, he would obediently call her senior sister when he saw her.

"Don't forget, what will the Zhuwangtai in Tianjiao City mean in two years..."

Seeing Yuan Duxiu's hesitation, Mu Longcheng added a sentence without slowness: "Lin Xun's knowledge and understanding resources are above you during the day, if you get the inheritance of princes and even prince-level spiritual treasures in Zhuwangtai, you can There is no chance..."

Yuan Duxiu was silent for a moment, UU reading www.uukanshu.com looking for a Taoist companion, he did not reject it, but after all, it was consensual, this search for a powerful Taoist companion...

Mu Longcheng did not urge either.

He was like watching Yuan Duxiu's thoughts, and he just said to himself: "The woman surnamed Miao was born with a pure yin body, and the spiritual body of cultivation is the 'Taiyin Laurel'. You go, but you will surely succeed.

Not only that, but taking the pure yin, it can even adjust your true form to a very high level, and at that time, your revenge is just a matter of the palm of your hand..."

"I......"

Yuan Duxiu was still a little hesitant.

Mu Longcheng also stopped talking, hesitating instead of rejecting, he knew that Yuan Duxiu would not refuse.

His divine will looked at the blue sky through Yuan Duxiu's body:

An Qisheng, if you want me to **** him, then I will cultivate a peerless great demon for you!