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An Qisheng stood in the sky, his breath was as calm as a deep pool, and he did not see the violent blood before he started.

But everyone who looked at him only felt that the heaven and the earth were majestic, like a mountain in front of him, without seeing the details, just looking at the outline, there was a sense of sacredness that cannot be profaned.

Awe in my heart could not help.

"Hongxuan, Hongxuan... the five-color divine light..."

In the hideous and messy ruins, Qing unrestrained and deeply stared at the figure in the sky, the last ray of light in his eyes dimmed:

"I remember you..."

The voice was light, like his body, scattered in the void by the wind.

Phoo~

The invisible streamer flashed and disappeared into the void.

The image of a great primordial monk was crushed in the air...

Yu Xuan, Wang Xuangan and the others looked straight and flickered, unable to control themselves for a while, shocked, and delighted.

Only Lin Baimei fell into deep self-doubt.

He couldn't believe that the Taoist who held his hand in the long sky at this time was the one he had seen in Blue Mountain City a few months ago.

At that time, the Taoist Hongxuan was also strong in his shots, but he thought he was not much different from himself.

But at this time, seeing that he defeated the great primordial monk's primordial spirit with one blow, he was the legendary king of supernatural powers.

Once upon a time, the little sect monk, who he had never even remembered in his mind, suddenly became a master of Youzhou, Northwest Dao, and even the entire Great Zhou.

This made him somewhat unacceptable.

"The master....."

Staring at the figure in the sky, Gong Yang Yan's body was trembling, and all the thoughts in his heart rolled, feeling like a dream.

How is this possible?

That was a great cultivator of the Primordial Spirit, a realm far beyond the reach of a person with the highest cultivation level for 800 years.

Was defeated by the owner of the family in this way?

"Nashen Faxiang..."

An Qisheng naturally didn't care about how others viewed him. As he looked down slightly, a pale golden mark formed in the depths of his eyes.

Among them, the lines flowed, squirming like life, faintly, there seemed to be flashes of previously visible images.

This is the brand of the unrestrained soul.

The achievement of the primordial spirit has already begun to condense the information that he has dissipated in the void. Even if he has the energy of dreaming, he still needs to break its balance before he can find its information.

At the end of the First World War, the brand took shape.

Just right.

"Roar~"

At this time, among the ruins, there was a low moan, and a white light swayed into the sky.

As if he hadn't reacted yet, he made a scream and rushed towards An Qisheng.

"Heaven and Earth Alien?"

An Qisheng converged his mind and lifted his hand, holding the white light firmly in his hand.

But it was the Yuanxiang that was beaten back to its original form by Qing Wushu.

"A lot of strength."

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, only to feel that there was a dragon struggling in his palm, and if one was not noticed, he would almost get out of his hand.

The emperor is rich in spirit, and it is easy to breed spiritual birds. Among them, the Yuanxiang family can be called the top, and in the legend, it is also the spirit beast second only to the dragon.

In particular, its physical strength can even rival that of the dragons.

Among the information he searched for, there are also many records about this elementary image. According to legend, this elementary image is not to be surrendered by people of no-noble character.

Especially in Confucianism, the status is extremely high, comparable to several ancient spirit species.

"Roar~Roar~"

The jade-like little guy screamed and struggled, completely forgetting himself, as if still immersed in the previous unrestrained fight with Qing, like crazy.

The power of the Yuanxiang is extremely strong. If it weren't for its two severe injuries, An Qisheng's careless grasp would really be able to get rid of it.

"Baiyu!"

At this time, Zeng Sanfang, who had recovered from the shock, whispered, and the invisible supernatural power spread over and smoothed the restless white jade yuan elephant.

"Old, sir?"

The White Jade Yuanxiang wakes up like a dream, only to find that he is pinched tightly at his fingertips by a Taoist, and he is struggling again.

Phoo~

An Qisheng flipped his palms and flicked his fingers. The little guy couldn't stand it, yelled, and whirled to Zeng San on the wheel.

Zeng San caught the little thing casually, just got up and bowed to salute: "This time there is Daoist Lao Hongxuan to rescue, someone Zeng remembers in his heart, there must be an afterthought."

"The old gentleman doesn't need to be polite."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, and said frankly: "I have also asked for this shot."

Although Confucianism is not included in the "Seven Sects of the Two Holy Lands, Three Emperors", but it is also considered a strong sect in Nanzhan and even the four major continents, and it is even more prominent.

The combined intervention of many sects on the human world is not as good as the Confucian "sage" Dao.

Whether he wanted to go back to the disappearance years, or to find his many soul fragments, there is a place to borrow from Confucianism.

"Even so, the courtesy cannot be abandoned."

After paying three prayers, he just got up: "Wuwanghai is backed by the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest Lord. Although his strength is average, the trouble is not small. No matter what the daoist makes his move, the old man also feels that he will feel the Five Nei."

An Qisheng nodded and said no more, falling into the sky and returning to the top of the barren mountain where he was sitting crosswise.

Zeng San put down the Yuanxiang, stepped out, and fell on the barren mountain.

"Sect Master..."

Looking at the two people on the barren mountain, Gong Yang Yan hesitated to speak, and wanted to remind his family master not to get involved with these martial arts.

Then I thought about it, my family master has already cultivated the primordial spirit, so I only need to go to the ‘Ten Thousand Dharma Dynasty Sect’, not to mention replacing the ‘Buddhist Dao’ as the Northwest Dao master.

At least, it can overthrow the'Tiangangmen' and become the lord of Youzhou.

In this way, relying on the Great Zhou Dynasty, unless you offend Dao Palace, Xumi Second Holy Land, you don't have to be afraid of other forces, right?

At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at the messy mountains. At this sight, his head hurt again.

The power of the collision of souls, even if it is only a trivial aftermath, is a natural disaster for ordinary people.

Even if Yu Xuan tried their best to support, the newly repaired wooden city collapsed again...

Phoo~

The barren mountains were ruined, and where the Yuanxiang’s blood had been splashed before, the vegetation, sand, and stones all evaporated. From here, the blood-colored grand canyon that is thousands of miles long is like a forbidden place for life.

"Old gentleman, please sit down."

An Qisheng casually moved, and a stone table and chair emerged from the ground.

His realm does not fall, once the inspiration is available, all supernatural powers are self-returning, naturally there is no need for such a realm cultivator to follow the steps.

"Friends of Tao are polite."

Zeng San first straightened his clothes, then lifted the hem, sitting upright, seeing the stone table empty, waving his sleeves, and taking out a plain yellow flagon:

"Yellow orange wine is made by cultivating Ling orange from the clean water from all over the world. It has a very high taste and excellent aroma. It is not comparable to the fairy wine, and it is considered a treasure."

After all, pour a cup for An Qisheng.

An Qisheng took it, shaking slightly, only to feel the smell of wine, although the aura was not strong, the smell was good, and he nodded:

"It's really good wine."

After several months of combing, An Qisheng already knew a lot about this world.

On the surface, the cities of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and even the other two great dynasties, and even the entire world, seem to float for a long time, and there is no difference in the human world.

But this is one side after all, except for the years that have been deliberately erased, the great world of inheritance has never been broken.

Above the mundane, there is another world that mortals cannot touch and understand.

For mortals, such a pot of yellow orange wine is a treasure that can cure all diseases, live the dead, and prolong life.

But for the monk, it was just drinks.

The two were seated and each had a few drinks. An Qisheng took the lead to speak: "I heard that Wuwanghai is far above the North Sea. What did the old man do to get them to pursue this all the way?"

The earth and immortality are vast. There are Dongsheng, Nanzhan, Xihe, and the north, and there are east, west, south and north.

There is heaven above, and ghosts below.

Collectively known as Four Continents and Four Seas, Three Realms of Heaven.

Among them, although the North Sea is not far from the south, it is only relatively speaking.

Even the great primordial monk who moved tens of thousands of miles, wanted to cross here, it was not that easy.

"Wuwanghai is under the control of Wanlongnai. This time to kill me is naturally the order of Wanlongnai. That Wanlongnai is extremely powerful, and it is not much worse than Dazhou. The contemporary dragon masters have been practiced. The candle dragon's body is powerful enough to reach the sky. Wu Wanghai naturally dare not disobey his orders."

Zeng San had no concealment, and said frankly: "I went to Beihai to look for the footprints of the master, but I accidentally killed dozens of dragons and was hit hard by the dragon master."

"Dharmakaya?"

An Qisheng's heart moved.

When he came to this world, the only law body he saw was Daoist Lu who had spied on his fate in the air.

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Looking at this world, he is already a top figure.

"Friends of Hong Daoist don't have to worry. The emperor of the Great Zhou is better than the **** of heaven. Even the Dragon Lord dare not enter the Great Zhou lightly."

As he said, there was also a bit of bitterness on Zeng San’s face: “If it’s not, unless the old man can realize the ‘great river,’ or else I’m afraid that I will be accountable in the North Sea.”

Practice is like reaching the sky, one step at a time.

Just as the difference in the Ninth Revolution of the Golden Core is huge, the difference between the Three Sacrifices of the Primordial Spirit is even greater.

Dhamma, Dharmakaya, Manifestation.

The primordial spirit only has three sacrifices to ‘heaven, earth, and man’, but the gap between each level is totally different!

The Dharma image is also called the human immortal, but the Dharmakaya is already an earth immortal!

Although he has stepped into the realm of the ‘Dharma Phase’, unless he can find the ‘Ao Ran Long River’, the king of Confucian magical powers, who is as famous as the five-color divine light.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to fight the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest Lord at all.

‘The primordial spirit is heaven, earth and human beings, manifested as gods. In this way, the contemporary emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is already a heavenly rank? ’

An Qisheng's heart was moved, but his face was not obvious: "The vast river of Confucianism is also broken?"

"The sacred ten magical powers, except for the "Seven Treasures" and the "Emperor Extreme Shocking World", most have been cut off. The three-three forms of the Ding Yilong are like this, the five-color light is like this, and so is the vast river.”

Zeng San wanted to speak but stopped, but seemed to have scruples.

An Qisheng saw that it was wrong and couldn't help but ask: "But what's wrong?"

"Speaking of which, fellow Taoists are the heirs of the five-color divine light, have you ever heard a legend handed down from the past?"

Zeng San poured a glass of wine for each of them, before looking at An Qisheng who frowned slightly, his tone was inexplicable:

"According to legend, before Daxia, there was a man who came from outside the sky and received the disciple King Yu and the Peacock. The master also asked him for advice..."