The first cause of all realms

Chapter 366 Governing the country in ten directions, the battle of the great masters! (Second more)
In the night wind, Lin Daoren stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the forest, looking at the aging Confucian scholar, his eyes were undisguisedly cold.

"My lord!"

Yang Ju's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.

Great master, in terms of martial arts, is achievement and realm, but for Confucianism, it is status and prestige.

Xu Wenji has a higher reputation than Jiazi, and his reputation among scholars is so great that even if he comes alone, he can clean up the officials of a state.

However, his own martial arts are far from being able to compare with Lin Daoren and Duan Qilong. Even if he had once set foot on the Dao of Blood Exchange, but now that his realm has fallen and his blood and qi are declining, he is not as good as the warriors of the four levels.

If Lin Daoren launched a rebellion, even if there is a possibility of turning beans into an army, there is absolutely no possibility of being irresistible.

Not only Yang Yu, Yu Fengxian, Qi Liuyi, even the black-faced Duan Qilong all tensed up, raised their hearts, and were alert to Lin Daoren's sudden attack.

"not busy."

Xu Wenji looked as usual, looking at the Taoist in the forest:
"Lin Daoren of Yulong Temple, I know that you regard me as a bandit, and think that the memorial to 'Govern the Ten Directions of the Country' caused a catastrophe in the martial arts..."

"good."

Lin Daoren seemed to see the scene of the tragic death of his brothers and sisters, and his eyes flashed with sadness and indifference:

"When a Confucian scholar opens his mouth, it is actually more powerful than a martial artist's sword. Do you know how many sects' blood and bones are under those few words of yours?"

"The old man knows."

"You do not know!"

Lin Daoren raised his voice:
"Other people say that you are a model scholar, perfect for a while, but in the eyes of the poor, you are just a rotten scholar, a rotten scholar who is willing to be Zhang Ming's eagle dog!"

boom!
The sound waves exploded like thunder, setting off a turbulent airflow that swept across the forest like a frenzy, and also set off the whitish Taoist robe washed by Lin Daoren, and faintly, a ray of golden light emerged that made people tremble.

"Not bad golden body..."

Yang Jue breathed calmly, and the name of this top real school emerged in his heart.

This sect of Zhengang, which became famous all over the world following the Taoist of the Word of Truth, once surpassed the "Undefeated Tiangang" in the "Superior Skills List" of Xuankong Mountain.

It's just because I haven't shown up for many years that I fell down.

But no one can deny the fact that he is the top real soul in the world.

"Lin Daoren!"

Duan Qilong also pronounced angrily, his energy surged and his breath surged.

Boo!
In the night sky, 36 eagles fluttered and soared, and the sharp arrows glowing with ice-cold colors locked all over the forest where Lin Daoren was.

"The old man was too cynical back then, and made a blood debt..."

Xu Wenji is firm:
"But to this day, the old man still believes that the chaotic world must be brought to an end, and an orderly martial arts world is the right way for the country!"

He pushed aside Qiu Zhanyu in front of him, took a few steps forward amidst everyone's worried expressions, and stood at the front:
"The old man established ten directions to govern the country, the first is to control the kings, the second is to reduce the powerful, the third is to eliminate scholars and officials, the fourth is to measure the land, lighten domestic slaves, and attack the powerful.

To rectify the military style, crack down on the private army with empty pay is the five, and to divide the people into the mu, and the officials and gentry are the six...Regulating the rivers and lakes, controlling Buddhism and Taoism, and checking the martial arts discipline, this is the last, but it is a pity..."

Speaking of this, Xu Wenji's eyes were filled with sadness.

Yu Fengxian was at a loss, but Yang Qiu and Qi Liuyi shook their heads. They were the last ones, but they were promoted to the front. The reason for this is self-evident.

Compared with the previous nine, the last martial arts seems to be the most difficult to shake, but in a sense, it is the least resistance...

With Yang Ju's mind, it is not difficult to guess that the reason why the horse stepped into the rivers and lakes and destroyed the mountain and destroyed the temple was doomed to fail, and there must be countless people who contributed to the flames.

Back then, the old emperor insisted on reform, and princes and princes could not disobey it. It was a high probability event to launch one of them, but it was destined not to succeed.

In fact, this is exactly the case. After King Zhao of the Western Mansion returned with his halberd, the ten parties that ruled the country were put on the shelf.

Even he himself was forced to leave Beijing!

Just imagine, under what circumstances, the imperial court would send a highly respected but physically weak veteran minister who was nearly ninety years old to travel thousands of miles for several years to take office in this bitterly cold place?

No one dared to kill him, but there were countless people who wanted him to die!
"What is rotten will eventually be destroyed. Do you think reforms can change everything? No, on the contrary, all your efforts will only speed up the speed of collapse!"

Lin Daoren stood in the wind, his hair and clothes moving:

"Supernatural powers are no match for the number of days, what is a mere Xu Wenji? Zhang Ming will be destroyed, this is the number of days!"

Whoosh!

The cold wind of the night was completely suppressed, and indescribable power dissipated from his body, and the rising mountains and forests scorched with blood and emptiness were densely wrinkled.

In a trance, it seems like a big sun falling on the top of the mountain, radiating light and heat.

"Xu Wenji, Pindao won't kill you, but I want you to see with your own eyes how Zhang Mingxia, whom you regard as life, collapses, overthrows, and destroys!"

The extremely powerful deterrence made everyone in the mountains and forests look pale, and Duan Qilong's clothes were bulging, and his body was overflowing with mercury-like essence.

"Who do you think you are, to dare to subvert the imperial court and make false claims about the number of days?!"

boom!
Without any movement, the collision of wills between the two seemed to cause a thunderbolt to resound in the night sky, and the strong wind blew in, causing the aura of the two to radiate farther.

All of a sudden, the grass and trees fell, and the night of the mountains and forests faded away. Only the two stood in the north and south, as if the sun and the moon were together, dazzling.

"Grandmaster!"

Yang Jue's joints cracked and he was under great pressure.

Those who practice all the classics and practice their own ways are masters, and they seem to be only one step away from the great masters, but in fact, it is far more difficult and powerful than anyone imagined.

For a blood-changing warrior, the first blood-changing can extract the inner breath from the blood, store it in the dantian, and breathe it out all at once, and it cannot be changed until the master.

But once the blood is exchanged and the hundred scriptures are cast, the strong will can feel the countless acupuncture points hidden in the body that has been developed to the limit.

Up to the great master, with 360 acupuncture points in his body, the strength of his internal breath is a hundred times that of the first-time master.

A great master is enough to fight against thousands of troops. This army is not an ordinary army, but the most elite soldiers in all countries!

Different from Wei Zhengxian who was introverted at that time, the strength of these two people exploded, and in an instant, they showed an irresistible and terrifying power.

"Lin Daoren, your injury is really serious."

The collision of wills was only an instant, and Duan Qilong laughed loudly:

"The wound of supernatural power, the wound of will! Your road to martial saint has been completely interrupted!"

"A tiger falls in Pingyang, and is not afraid of dogs. By breaking the dragon, you probably think that you can be on par with the poor Dao by penetrating the profound entrance?"

Lin Daoren's clothes are fluttering, his hair is flying like a sword, his eyes are very bright, like golden sun blooming:

"Within three moves, if you don't die, I'll save your dog's life!"

"joke!"

Duan Qilong was furious in his heart, and his blood entered his eyes. In an instant, the silver light flourished, and he disappeared in place.

Boom!

The hurricane rose sharply, and the mountains and forests moved.

When Duan Qilong took this step, the vegetation in the entire forest seemed to be uprooted by the shock of his step, and countless vegetation and mud surged up into the sky.

With this step, the air flow was knocked away by him like a substance, and the powerful real body collided with the ubiquitous air flow, making a long-lasting roar of tigers and dragons.

Then, punch it out!
boom!
The punch fell like thunder for nine days!
With this punch, the night seemed to be shrouded in deeper darkness. All over the forest, all the people who witnessed this punch felt that they lost their grasp of the light in front of their eyes.

As if walking alone in the abyss, I couldn't help but feel great terror in my heart.

Only masters like Yang Ju, Qi Liuyi, and Yu Fengxian can see the power of this punch.

This is not only a powerful explosion of inner breath, true energy, and physique, but also contains a fierce, strong, domineering and ruthless will!

Watching from a distance, the hearts of the crowd were already trembling. If they were the first to bear the brunt, their minds would collapse before the punches arrived!

bang bang bang bang~
Flying eagles chirped, the bowstring twisted, and the sonic boom sounded like thunder. The 36 archers fired their arrows together. All of a sudden, streams of light could be seen criss-crossing, like a net enveloping the forest where Lin Daoren was.

At the same time, the flying eagle rises up, rises up tens of feet, and sends out arrow rain again!
There were clearly only 36 people, but the power of the volley at this moment was even better than the volley of thousands of arrows on the battlefield, and they showed extremely brilliant archery skills.

Not only is it ferocious, but it is also extremely precise, and will not hurt Duan Qilong, who is stepping forward and punching.

It's just a moment, it's a lore!

"Unbreakable, undamaged, undefeated, unbreakable!"

Lin Daoren roared loudly, the sound moved the distant mountains, and the golden light was like a waterfall.

Facing the explosive kill of the Flying Eagle Arrows and Duan Qilong's Tyrannical punch, his expression was calm, and his aura returned to silence from the extremely fierce.

Immediately, he stepped lightly and reached out.

Different from Duan Qilong's rage, his movements are soft and calm, like a bird flying in the sky, a fish swimming in the water, calm and calm, understatement.

However, such a tiny movement produced incredible changes.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the entire mountain forest, and even the air currents in more distant places, were stirred and rotated by it as if they were alive.

What seems slow is actually fast!

In less than a second, the mountain forest where it is located has formed a side that is visible to the naked eye.It's like a huge vortex that only appears in the vast ocean!
"go!"

The confrontation between the great masters is enough to make any warrior's mind sway, but Yang Jue didn't pay much attention. He exerted all his strength, picked up Xu Wenji, and walked towards Dayunying.

He judged others by himself, he knew very well that a great master like Lin Daoren dared to say the reason for the three moves, so he pulled Xu Wenji away decisively.

boom!
However, before Yunying could spread its wings, a shocking sound of collision resounded through the air.

Then, there was a faster collision, the airflow collided with the real gun, the gold and the silver light kept colliding, and countless arrows criss-crossed, splashing a large amount of fire.

For a time, the mountains and forests shook, and the night was bright.

　Everyone sleeps first, Gouzi continues to code and try to write three chapters, the hometown is too cold...

　
(End of this chapter)