Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 551 Descendants of Celestial Masters, Scattering Beans into Soldiers

Dragon Tiger Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

The old master woke up in his sleep. During this period of time, he slept longer and longer, and he also began to dream. He dreamed of the happy life when he was young with a sword in the world, and also dreamed of the acquaintance and companionship with his wife.

"Grandpa, are you awake?"

A child with sky braids came over. He looked about four or five years old, and he was carved with jade, especially those black eyes, which were full of aura.

The old celestial master looked at him and smiled kindly. He opened his arms and hugged the little boy on his lap.

"Hey, my little Wei Yang is here."

Zhang Weiyang played with the old Tianshi's white beard and twisted it into little braids.

In the entire Longhu Mountain, he is the only one who dares to act so boldly. Even his father Zhang Qianyang, the current Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, has to be respectful when he sees the old Heavenly Master.

The closest relative from generation to generation, not to mention that Zhang Weiyang is the only descendant of the Tianshi lineage of Longhushan, the only seedling.

"Grandpa, it suddenly rained red outside just now, and then I heard a whistling sound, and the rain cleared up. What's going on?"

Zhang Weiyang, who is only four years old, is very curious about everything.

The old celestial master raised his eyes to look at the sky. At this moment, the whistling sound has dissipated, but the grandeur that overwhelms the world and arbitrarily judges the world is stirring in people's hearts.

Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, guarding Datang with his own strength, Taichong's achievements have far surpassed himself, an old man who is about to die.

Qian Yang has not achieved much in his life, and his greatest achievement is to find such an amazingly talented disciple for Longhushan.

"The whistling sound just now was made by your senior brother Tai Chong."

Hearing the word Taichong, Zhang Weiyang's eyes brightened instantly.

Eldest brother Li Daoxuan, the Taoist name Taichong, he has heard this name too many times, up and down Longhu Mountain, even his father who is stern all day, will laugh when he hears Taichong.

It was happier than seeing his own son.

Zhang Weiyang was a little jealous at the beginning, but after he heard about the legendary experience of the big brother from other senior brothers and sisters, he soon became a little fan.

Master of the Great Tang Dynasty, Emperor Qianyuan Miaodao Dragon and Tiger Subduing Demon Celestial Master, slaying dragons, destroying ghost kings, killing god apes, destroying the terrifying Mara Sect...

For the little Zhang Weiyang, the stories of the big brother are so rich and colorful that it makes him dazzled and fascinated.

It's a pity that senior brother is too busy. In his limited memory, he only saw senior brother once, and it was at his father's [-]th birthday party.

He only vaguely remembered that the eldest brother was wearing a blue Taoist robe and looked good.

At that time, everyone in Longhu Mountain was alarmed, everyone looked at that figure, even the gentle and beautiful senior sister who took care of him lost her mind and almost spilled tea on him.

That night, his father was very happy. He drank a lot of wine and chatted with the elder brother all night. He had never seen his father so happy.

"Grandpa, did senior brother do something important again?"

The old heavenly master laughed loudly and said, "That's right, your elder brother has done another great event!"

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"

"He, he killed the Locust God."

Zhang Weiyang's eyes widened and he said, "The locust god... is it a god?"

The old master nodded.

"Eldest brother, why do you want to kill the locust god?"

"Because the locust god killed many people, and made many people in my Tang Dynasty hungry. This kind of thing is the most unacceptable to your elder brother."

Zhang Weiyang didn't quite understand, and said, "Grandpa, can a man defeat a god?"

"That depends on who it is."

Zhang Weiyang fantasized about the demeanor of his senior brother, and he was not only a little crazy.

"Grandpa, I will definitely work hard to cultivate, and in the future I will become... no, I will be stronger than the elder brother!"

Hearing this, the old Tianshi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Grandpa, you made fun of me!"

Xiao Wei Yang became furious and tugged at his grandfather's white beard.

The old Tianshi touched his head and said with a smile: "Don't make fun of him, don't make fun of him, good grandson, don't be angry."

Xiao Wei Yang snorted, and said: "I don't believe it, unless... Grandpa, tell me the story of the big brother again, if I haven't heard of it!"

"Haha, it's easy to say, let grandpa think about it."

The old master narrowed his eyes, revealing the color of memory, and after a long while, he finally spoke.

"That day, your father brought Taichong back to Longhu Mountain for the first time. Grandpa was trapped in a dream. Taichong..."

Zhang Weiyang listened to the story, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly fell asleep.

"Later, your mother wanted to arrange a marriage for Taichong. It was a senior sister you had never met before. Her name was Taiwei. She was born with a sword heart. She..."

The old master patted his grandson on the back lightly, lowered his voice after he fell asleep, but did not stop recalling.

Maybe he is really old, and what happened six years ago has already been staggered, as if it was a lifetime ago.

……

Turkic royal court.

The high priest suddenly opened his eyes, and a smear of blood appeared on his neck, and the dark red blood kept oozing out, as if he had been cut by a sharp sword.

But soon, many tiny black bugs crawled out, sucked the blood clean, and recovered.

The high priest touched his neck, which was still tingling, with lingering fear.

Terrible Lee Do Hyun!
The sharp sword intent seemed to follow his avatar to his real body, making him truly feel the pain on his skin and the danger of beheading.

The most frightening thing was that he was defeated by Li Daoxuan from the beginning to the end without even seeing Li Daoxuan.

"Hmph, Li Daoxuan, you are indeed a formidable opponent, but I have also left a mess for you."

The high priest sneered, with a look of contentment in his eyes.

The matter of Dengzhou was planned by him alone, the main purpose was to get back the last box. Of course, he didn't mind giving Datang a 'big gift'.

The name of that gift is the God of Plague and the God of Locust.

Using Jia Huo, a pawn that has been lying in wait for many years, summons evil gods by sacrificing the land of Datang, weakening the power of Datang, and at the same time, he does not have to pay any price.

Such a strategy of killing two birds with one stone is really perfect.

No matter how powerful Ren Na Li Daoxuan was, he would still have a headache at this moment, he would be helpless, facing the two gods, no matter how strong he was, he could only escape from Dengzhou in a panic and try to protect himself.

The high priest hoped that Li Daoxuan could stay in Dengzhou and fight to the death with the two gods.

Of course, he also knew that it was impossible. After all, Li Daoxuan was the god of the sun and the master of the Tang Dynasty, so how could he risk his life for a small Dengzhou?

"Li Daoxuan, based on what I know about you, you must have fled in embarrassment at this moment, and you are going to call someone when you go back. It is nothing more than the old master of Longhu Mountain, or the ghost fairy lady in the Qingming Realm—"

Just when he thought he was confident and Zhizhu was in his hands, there was a sudden thunder from outside the sky, and then blood rained down.

"The gods have fallen, and the heaven and the earth are in mourning, how can this be—"

Before the words were finished again, a majestic howling roared through the heavens, scattered blood and rain, and shattered the sad wind, with indescribable heroism.

The high priest operated his Dharma eyes and followed the sound.

He saw an unruly figure with his head held high and his sword on his back. That figure in green robes was hunting and dancing, like a banner holding up the sky and shaking the earth, restraining the universe, the sun and the moon, and watching all directions.

The head is the head of the locust god, and the sword is Li Daoxuan's sword.

The high priest was startled suddenly, that man, who has not yet become a fairy... actually beheaded a god?
Incredible.

Thousands of miles away, he saw the red mark between Li Daoxuan's brows suddenly open, revealing a round of sky eyes as bright as the moon, and he glanced at him with disdain.

The high priest's eyes stabbed suddenly, as if being pricked by needles.

He closed his eyes, strands of blood slid down, the eyeballs seemed to have been severely injured, the black worms came out again, wriggling under the eyelids, and it took a long time for the high priest to open them again.

He never dared to look east again.

"This person is really scary. No, we have to speed up the process of waking up that person. Fortunately, tomorrow, the box will be shipped over."

"Lee Daoxuan is not dead, and I, the Turks, will never have peace!"

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Datang, Qi County.

Li Daoxuan spit out the real fire of samadhi, completely burned the body of the Locust God to ashes, and the smoke disappeared.

At this moment, the "Book of Swinging Demons" in his mind shone brightly, bursting into brilliance, and lines of small golden characters emerged.

"Haha, sure enough, you still have something to hide."

If it was someone else, they might choose to put away the locust god's body without the demon-swinging book. After all, it was the body of a god, which contained the mystery of becoming an immortal.

In this era without immortals, becoming an immortal is undoubtedly a very tempting thing.

But doing so would leave a glimmer of possibility for the locust god's resurrection.

Although Li Daoxuan couldn't figure out how she would be resurrected, he knew that as long as the heavenly book hadn't been lit, it meant that the other party hadn't completely died.

Therefore, no matter what her ghostly tricks are, just burn her to the ground, so that there will be no future troubles!
To kill a god with a mortal body, the light of "The Book of Demon Slayer" is very dazzling, implying the richness of this reward.

"In August of the seventh year of Zhenguan, kill the Locust God in Qi County, Dengzhou, and get a reward - the great supernatural power of Tiangang [Scattering Beans into Soldiers]!"

"Scattering beans into soldiers, one of the 36 supernatural powers of Tiangang, picking beans from the mortal world, summoning soldiers from the sky, you can get a strong man who can move mountains, a general who can destroy demons, go through fire and water, and be loyal..."

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, but he didn't expect it to be this supernatural power.

In the current world, only Taoist Xuancheng of Maoshan, that is, Lu Chunliang's master, has cultivated this great supernatural power. Soldiers can turn the tide.

It also made this great supernatural power famous all over the world.

Later, Daoist Xuancheng accompanied him to the world of Huangquan, and single-handedly beheaded the God of King Chen enshrined by Chen Guo during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, buying Li Daoxuan a lot of time.

In recent years, Taoist Xuancheng has already cultivated a ray of pure Yang Qi. It is said that he has reached the threshold of breaking through the Yang God Realm.

When he is promoted to the Yang God Realm, the power of "Scattering Beans into Soldiers" will be greatly improved. By then, there will probably be another great monk with astonishing combat power in the world.

However, Li Daoxuan did not immediately practice this supernatural power, but turned around and flew in the direction of Sun Simiao.

After a while, he saw Sun Simiao again, his eyes froze.

Because the golden light of merit that was originally as vast as the sea on the opponent's body disappeared, only a faint golden phantom was beating slowly at the heart.

Sun Simiao became even older. He was originally a boy with white hair and a hale and hearty spirit. It would not be a problem to live another few decades.

But now, he is depleted of energy and blood, and his spirit is sluggish, especially the three fires all over his body, fluctuating, like a candle in the wind, or a leaf falling in the rain.

His soul is gradually dissipating!

In other words, if it weren't for the protection of the golden light of merit, he would have been a corpse by now, and even because his soul was too weak, he might not even have the chance of reincarnation.

Li Daoxuan respected and admired him very much.

Just because he did a truly impossible thing, that is, he killed the God of Plague with a bigu cultivation base and a mortal body!
The gap between the two can be described as worlds apart, and even Li Daoxuan found it unbelievable and unbelievable.

The sage of medicine in the world finally defeated the God of Plague.

"Li Tianshi, the old man has been waiting for you, so I knew that you would definitely win."

Sun Simiao looked at Li Daoxuan, showing a kind smile, his white hair was fluttering in the wind, looking a little messy, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright, not muddy at all.

Even a little fun.

May I ask the ancient doctors, even the genius doctors like Bian Que and Hua Tuo, how did they kill the god of plague, which symbolizes disease and death?
One god dies, ten thousand lives, so happy.

He hasn't been so energetic for a long time. It seems that he has returned to his youth. He has just completed his medical skills, and he resolutely rejected the solicitation of Yang Jian, Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, and chose to travel around the world to treat the common people.

Whenever he successfully rescued a patient, he would always be full of vigor and joy when he saw his gradual recovery and reunion with his family.

Li Daoxuan didn't speak, but bowed deeply to Sun Simiao and saluted.

He has come from later generations, and he has always respected this famous medicine king, and now he is fighting side by side with him, witnessing his feat of beheading the plague god, and he is even more admirable.

There is immortality in the world, what he, Li Daoxuan, cultivated is longevity, while his predecessors cultivated the benevolence of doctors.

Hundreds of years later, maybe the world will forget his name Li Daoxuan, but they will not forget that in the distant Tang Dynasty, there was a doctor named Sun Simiao.

"Although I killed the locust god, I only relied on mana and supernatural powers. Senior killing the plague god is an earth-shattering feat."

Li Daoxuan saw the phantom in his heart, and he already guessed it.

In order to kill the God of Plague, Sun Simiao actually used himself as a blind medicine, such determination is touching.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it. The old man is also afraid of death. He hesitated for a long time and hesitated. It was only after seeing that willow tree that he made up his mind."

Sun Simiao was very frank, and did not hide the slightest bit of fear and entanglement in his heart.

"Let's not talk about this, Li Tianshi, I don't have much time, I have two things to ask you."

"Senior, please speak, but if there is an order, this junior will try his best to do it!"

Li Daoxuan said categorically.

Sun Simiao took out a red-blue elixir from his sleeve, and said: "This elixir is made from the God of Plague and the Exquisite Heart of Qiqiao. Those who hold this elixir can not only release infinite plagues, but also cure diseases and save people. The old man hesitated for a long time, and finally I can’t bear to destroy it.”

Whether a device is good or bad, it all depends on the person.

Even highly poisonous grass can be used as medicine to save people. Sun Simiao is a master of medicine, so he naturally knows this truth well.

"I also ask the national teacher to keep this thing for the benefit of the common people!"

Li Daoxuan opened his mouth, finally accepted the pill, and said, "Okay."

Although there is only one word, it is as firm as iron.

Sun Simiao took out another thing, which was a thick book, and the three characters on the cover were vigorous and powerful, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Qianjinfang!
"This book is the summary of my life's painstaking efforts. My medical skills are all here."

He stroked the book with his old hand, his movements were very gentle, as if it was not a book, but his own child.

Li Daoxuan said: "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely pass this book on to a medical wizard, and I will live up to my senior's medical skills!"

Sun Simiao shook his head.

"The old man wants to ask the celestial master to pass this book on to people in the world."

……

　I remember that there was a book friend before who said that the old master was very similar to his grandfather. His grandfather was also an orthodox Taoist priest, but he passed away when he was very young, so he wanted to make up for the regret.

Wei Yang, your character came out a bit late, but I hope you can see it, and I hope it can make up for some of your regrets.

　
(End of this chapter)