The first cause of all realms

Chapter 560 The wind and rain are approaching, the barren mountain and the tiger! (repair)

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Huhu~
In the sky, white cranes fluttered their wings, and in the darkening sky, Zhao Xuan drove the cranes to land on the top of the barren mountain.

"teacher!"

Lightly shaking his whisk, Zhao Xuanyi bowed slightly:

"The old Taoist mantra has entered the Northwest City, and Yang Prison greeted him thirty miles out of the city, with a very respectful attitude..."

On the top of the barren mountain, Taoist Yunni stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the huge city like a giant beast lying hundreds of miles away, he couldn't help sighing softly:
"A generation of Taoist martial saints, peerless figures, ended up like this just because of a mistake in one thought, it is really sad, lamentable..."

There are very few people who come from undisciplined backgrounds and have cultivated into martial saints in ancient and modern times. Those who have achieved such accomplishments as the Taoist of Zhenyan can even be said to be earth-shattering.

His practice 30 years ago is still inferior to him today.

If it hadn't been for him to encounter adversity, I am afraid that he is now a peerless hero who can compete with Zhang Xuanba, Heishan Old Demon, Fan Ruyi, Mu Qingliu, Hongri Fawang and others for the number one in the world.

how...

Zhao Xuanyi shook his head slightly:

"Based on his relationship with Prince Zhao, if he recites Taoism quietly in the mountains, who can hurt him at all? If he dares to go out of the mountains, he must be prepared to face the consequences..."

Thirty years ago, the imperial court cleansed the rivers and lakes, cut down mountains and destroyed temples. At that time, Zhang Xuanba, with his unrivaled victories, was admired by the whole world.

The Buddhist forces headed by Dachan Temple, Wuliangzong, and Lanke Temple, the rivers and lakes forces headed by Zhujian Villa, and the Taoist forces headed by Xuankong Mountain all retreated one after another.

Like the Jade Dragon Temple, it is really...

"Perhaps, this is his robbery?"

Taoist Yunni narrowed his eyes slightly, with an inexplicable look on his half-withered and half-glorious face:
"I heard that immortals and Buddhas have five declines, three disasters and nine disasters. People like me, in a sense, have already broken away from the category of mortals. It is really a calamity, maybe..."

On the top of the mountain, the master and the apprentice spoke without saying a word. After a while, several eagles flew from afar, and several Taoists landed one after another.

"Teacher, the six-door masters led by Han Fengfu and Fang Yulong have already traveled hundreds of miles away..."

"Master Li Jinyiwei came from Qingzhou and will arrive in a short time. Wang Muzhi seems to have been captured by him, and Yu Jing is missing..."

"The masters from the east and west factories should have come to the Northwest Road, but they don't know where they are..."

"Half a quarter of an hour ago, Lin Daoren was found on the wasteland. He seems to be going to Northwest City..."

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A few Taoists spoke concisely and reported information from all parties.

"It seems that His Majesty is really angry this time. Apart from guarding Shendu, Wanlongdao, tracking the Lianshengjiao, and monitoring the 'Tie Hengliu', all the masters that the imperial court can use are probably heading towards the northwest road... ..."

Zhao Xuanyi sighed slightly:

"Who would have expected that a little beggar who came from a small town close to him would have grown to what he is now in ten years..."

"This is the change of heaven."

Taoist Yunni stretched out his hand, and the ubiquitous air gathered and circled at his fingertips.

The sky changes!

Taoist Yunni sighed in his heart.

In the past 3000 years, there have been peerless talents. In just a few decades, there is no one in the world. However, such a person has never existed in hundreds of thousands of years.

However, in this world, there is more than one.

Zhang Xuanba, the old demon of Montenegro, Fanruyi, Mu Qingliu, the Red Sun Dharma King, the man of truth... These existences, except for the current world, are unrivaled heroes in any era in ancient and modern times.

But now, they can coexist!

Not only that, there are also rising stars emerging one after another. A little farther away, there is the little overlord 'Qi Daoguang', the little overlord 'Youlong', and nearer, there is this beheading knife.

It is said that Lanke Temple also produced a young Buddha who was enlightened and shocked all the Buddha statues...

Why is this?

Probably because today's world is the time when unprecedented changes are coming.

"These people are probably waiting for your shot."

Zhao Xuanyi was clear-eyed.

Meng Hanguang's defeat shocked the court and the wild world. All the masters of the court who came to the Northwest Road this time changed their faces. Including him, how many people would dare to face the beheading knife?

Duan Qilong, Meng Hanguang, Ma Longtu, Zhang Xuanyi, Zen Master Xujing...

This young hero has truly become famous by stepping on the bones and fame of countless great masters!

"Perhaps, not only waiting for the teacher to act, but also waiting for the arrival of 'Nie Longtian'..."

Taoist Yunni carelessly kneaded the air flow in his palm, his eyes glowed with a gloomy light:

"However, if the mantra doesn't go away, I'm afraid he won't show up either. Neither he nor I would bear the death blow of a peerless martial saint..."

Who is the man of truth?

That is an unrivaled figure who can sit and discuss Taoism with Zhao Wang Zhang Xuanba of Xifu, and even persuade the latter to return to Linlongdao.

Even if he is seriously injured and dying, and cannot make an inch of progress for 30 years, who would dare to do something to someone before he dies?

"If there is this old way to shelter from the wind and rain, not to mention too much, in another 20 years, this young Tianjiao who was born as a beggar, I'm afraid there will be no check..."

Looking at the Northwest Road, Zhao Xuan's mind is also quite complicated:

"Fortunately, he's dying."

"Yeah, he's going to die...huh?!"

Before he could utter the words, Taoist Yunni's heart skipped a beat. When he looked as far as the eye could see, he could see under the still dark sky, above the heavy city in the northwest.

It seems that there is an ancient pine stretching out its branches, and an old Taoist with white beard and hair stands under the ancient pine, looking at it from a distance, and looking at each other...

"This is……"

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boom!
The Lightning Snake and Thunder Dragon wreaked havoc in the sky, illuminating the dark clouds surging like a sea of ​​ink.

The downpour was approaching, and the flying eagle soaring high in the sky screamed in terror and swooped down.

"grown ups……"

Several masters of the six-door sect looked miserable, and they protected Meng Hanguang, who had sealed the acupoints, limbs, and true qi, under the true aura.

"My lord Lin, I'm afraid the rain is not small. Your lord's injury is so serious that you can't bear the wind and rain..."

The dark-faced man said in a deep voice.

"Not far away, there seems to be a mountain temple, where to rest for a while."

Lin Zhou glanced, and with the help of the thunder, he saw a dilapidated temple in the mountains and forests.

Boo!
Flying Eagle's reaction was quick, even faster, flapping its wings, and in just a moment, it had already arrived in front of the mountain temple.

"Someone?"

Glancing at the faint fire in the mountain temple, Lin Zhou gave a slight signal.

The rest of the people nodded, jumped off the eagle, and went inside to investigate. After a while, a group of herbal pickers were driven out.

"Everyone, we have confiscated this temple!"

Lin Zhou flung over two taels of silver, and carried the immobile Meng Hanguang into the mountain temple.

"My lord! The rain is coming as soon as we talk about it, and we have nowhere else to go. We just want to shelter from the rain in a corner, so we won't disturb the adults..."

After receiving the broken silver, several herb pickers begged with wry smiles.

"roll!"

With a breath of true anger, several people were knocked to the ground, and several masters of the six doors turned and entered the temple.

"Cough, cough cough~"

When the bonfire was lit, Meng Hanguang was woken up by several people. He coughed lightly, and his face was very ugly.

After several months of non-stop, Flying Eagle has already left Longyuan, Northwest, and Ding'an Road is about to be turned over, but the faint soul chain still exists!

"Yang Prison!"

Meng Hanguang gritted his teeth, reset his broken hands and feet, crossed his knees with difficulty, and while healed, he couldn't stop thinking about how to cut off the chain.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked towards the temple gate.

"These guys are just herb pickers, so they don't pose much of a threat."

Lin Zhou explained.

"Your vigilance is too poor. The bodies of these herb pickers are cold and lifeless. The temples they have been to are full of the filthy breath from the mouths of beasts..."

Meng Hanguang narrowed his eyes slightly, and swallowed a few pills unobtrusively:

"How could it be a human?"

Click!

There was thunder and lightning piercing through the dark clouds of the night, and the hearts of the masters of the six doors jumped, but they saw these herb pickers, all of them had pale faces, their eyes turned white, and their smiles were strange and ferocious.

And that aura has no vitality at all.

"Ghost?!"

Meng Hanguang's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered the records in the dossier.

There are many folk legends about ghosts, but the only one that has been included in the classics is the record of Zen Bodhidharma subduing a tiger more than 2000 years ago.

However, he always thought that this was deliberately left behind by the group of monks in Dachan Temple in order to praise their ancestors...

'Could it be that in this mountain, there is actually an evil tiger that has obtained the fruit of the Dao? ! '

A thought flashed through the dream.

Lin Zhou and the others had already rushed out of the temple, with a burst of genuine energy, a large amount of rain mixed with blood was flying, and in less than a moment, they had killed these inhuman things.

But when he turned around suddenly, his breathing couldn't help but stagnate:
"grown ups!"

Lin Zhou's voice became extremely sharp.

The electric snake streaked across the sky. On this barren mountain, there is no dilapidated mountain temple. There is only a ferocious tiger head as big as a house!
Meng Hanguang fell into the tiger's mouth!

Roar!
The fiercely boiling zhenqi ran away, and Meng Hanguang stepped out of the tiger's mouth at a moment's notice, when he heard the earth-shattering roar of the tiger resounding through the rainy night.

"This this……"

Several six-door masters broke out in cold sweat.

During the flashing of lightning, I saw the viciousness of this fierce tiger. With a roar, the wind blew across Li Xu, and the large swaths of rain were beating like fierce hidden weapons.

The iron tail swept across, and the huge boulder was hammered into powder.

A terrifying amount of blood energy spread over his body, until the icy night rain evaporated into water vapor all over the sky.

"Demon!"

When several people exclaimed.

Meng Hanguang had already dragged his seriously injured body to strike, and landed like a cannonball amidst the lightning and flint, smashing into large pieces of sand and staggering back.

"Roar!"

The vicious tiger does not retreat but advances, and amidst the sound of roaring, it is about to kill it.

"Good beast!"

Meng Hanguang coughed up blood and backed away, before he suppressed his injuries and made another move, he heard a long and continuous howl in the rainy night.

Boom!

Dian Guang and Thunder Snake dance across the sky.

An Angzang figure descended from top to bottom, flying fast like a dragon, wrapped in wind, thunder, rain and electricity, and fell, knocking the vicious tiger off the cliff, boulders rolling, and mountain torrents erupting.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing someone coming, all the masters of the six doors felt relieved, only Meng Hanguang gave a wry smile.

"The morals of the world have really changed. How can such a bastard get the fruit of the Tao and recognize his master?"

The big man glanced over indifferently, his eyes were like lightning, his voice was like thunder, as he stepped forward, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and he chased after the wildly roaring colorful tiger.

"After I get rid of this worm, I'll take care of you bastard!"

　It's a little late, let's continue to code... There are two more updates today.

　
(End of this chapter)