Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Facing Ming Chongyan's threat, Li Daoxuan sneered and responded very simply.

A knife!

The three-pointed two-edged sword let out a dragon's roar, its evil energy soaring to the sky. The blade shone with cold light under the moonlight, and cut through several protective magic weapons on Ming Chongyan's body with devastating force.

A big good head flew high and rolled down on the ground.

But Ming Chongyan did not die immediately, and the wound did not even bleed. He blinked and showed a somewhat crazy smile to Li Daoxuan.

"It's ridiculous, it's sad. You're obviously being used, but you're still working for them!"

"Li Daoxuan, one day you will regret it!"

"Think about it carefully, how did you come into this world?"

After saying this last sentence, he laughed loudly, blood finally spurted out from his neck, his breath quickly became weak, and blood continued to ooze from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Completely exasperated.

"The Book of Demons" shines brightly, and lines of small golden characters appear. However, Li Daoxuan has no intention of reading at this moment, but is thinking about Ming Chongyan's last words.

How did I come into this world?
He recalled his life before time travel. He was an ordinary office worker. His biggest hobby was reading old books and he often went to various bookstores to search for books.

Until he found an old book in a bookstore called The Book of Demons.

He had been interested in demons, ghosts, and cultivating immortals since he was a child, so he bought the book. As a result, he went through time directly after falling asleep, and the Book of Demons also ran into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He always believed that this was his own adventure and opportunity.

Is there something fishy here?

It shouldn't be. Li Daoxuan thought about it carefully and found that there was no problem, and the Devil's Book of Heaven had always been silently providing him with various rewards without any mandatory behavior.

It is no exaggeration to say that without this book, he would never have achieved what he has achieved today.

and many more……

Just when he thought Ming Chongyan was just talking nonsense, a flash of light flashed in his mind, followed by deep chills and horror.

He suddenly discovered a problem.

That bookstore owner...what does he look like?
This seemed like a small problem, but to Li Daoxuan, it was like a thunderbolt that made his hair stand on end.

After Yang Shen, his soul transformed, and all the memories he experienced would never be forgotten. As long as he wanted to, one day decades ago could be vividly remembered like a movie.

Even if he only glanced at it briefly, he would never forget it.

But he had forgotten the appearance of the bookstore owner. He clearly remembered that the two had a conversation at that time. Looking back now, he could only remember that he was a man, wearing a black Tang suit, but his face was always blurry.

A chill came over my heart.

Li Daoxuan subconsciously clenched the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, veins popped up on his forehead, and his expression gradually became struggling.

He was trying to recall the appearance of the bookstore owner.

However, with his cultivation in the Immortal Realm and his powerful soul power, it is still a fog, extremely blurry.

A finger gently touched the center of his eyebrows. It was as warm as jade and as soft as crisp. The vast power of Buddha soothed the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart.

Li Daoxuan raised his eyes and saw her sighing slightly, her eyes showing compassion.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such."

"Why do you need to fall into obsession?"

Li Daoxuan's heart moved. He stared into her bright moon-like eyes and asked, "My Lady, do you know something?"

Ever since the Empress in Tsing Yi became a Buddha, she seemed to have changed into a different person, as if she had awakened Su Hui, which was puzzling.

The empress in green did not answer, but looked at Xuanzang.

"Disciple Xuanzang has met the Buddha!"

Xuanzang knelt at her feet and worshiped devoutly.

"What happened in the scriptures this time is the calamity destined for you. Now that the calamity has passed, Xuanzang, please do what you should do."

Xuanzang stood up, his eyes clear, no longer as hazy as before.

He has already figured out that the essence of Mahayana Buddhism lies not in its magical power and magical power, but in dissolving the hostility and evil thoughts in the hearts of all living beings, thereby making people in the world become enlightened beings.

That is the true purpose of saving all sentient beings, rather than cultivating the next life, realizing Bodhi, and entering bliss.

Only with such scriptures can we truly realize that all living beings are Buddhas. Otherwise, there will be a threshold for any practice.

"Brother, I'm sorry for causing you trouble this time..."

Xuanzang bowed to Li Daoxuan with apology in his eyes.

Li Daoxuan also came to his senses, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You and I, brothers, don't have to be like this."

After experiencing the death of old friends one after another, Li Daoxuan also cherishes the friends around him more and more. Xuanzang is his adopted brother. No matter what, this relationship will not change.

After Xuanzang left, Li Daoxuan turned to look at his empress.

"Mother, can you tell me——"

Under the moonlight, the figure of the empress in green disappeared like a point of light. Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, but missed it.

Shaking his head, he already knew that the empress must know something, but she couldn't say it. Faced with his request, she had no choice but to run away.

"Everyone is a Riddler!"

Li Daoxuan put away the three-pointed two-edged sword, feeling angry but helpless.

Both the Empress and Taiqing Tianzun said that when he becomes an immortal, he will be able to know the causes and consequences. If there is no other way, he should continue to practice hard.

The Huang Ting Ancient Sutra is about to reach the sixth level. At that time, it will be the peak of the Earth Immortal, and then it will realize the innate energy, turn into a god, and cultivate the Heavenly Immortal Way!

He first looked at the "Book of Demons and Demons" to check tonight's harvest.

"In July of the second year of Tianshou, I killed Ming Chongyan [possessed] in Luoyang and received the reward - the Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head."

"The Book of Seven Arrows with Nail Heads, a manuscript written by Daoist Lu Ya, records the Seven Nail Head Arrows of Tiangang's great supernatural power. It is the number one spell in the three realms. Even the Great Luo Immortal will perish..."

Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment. He did not expect this reward.

To be honest, this reward is very strong, very strong, but the disadvantages are also obvious.

Among the gods, Zhao Gongming can be said to have achieved great success. He defeated the crowd and captured the real Huanglong alive, and also injured five golden immortals including Chi Jingjing and Guangchengzi.

But such a ruthless man was killed directly by Jiang Ziya with seven nail-headed arrows, without any resistance.

It should be noted that Jiang Ziya in the Conferred Gods is only half human and half immortal. He is probably at the peak of the Yang God. He has half a foot in the immortal gate. He is not even a loose immortal.

But just like this, he was able to successfully kill Zhao Gongming in the Golden Immortal realm with seven nail-headed arrows.

This is like a young monk who has just entered the cultivation realm and is still in the Bigu realm, but crosses the border and kills Li Daoxuan, who is now in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Being able to cross such a huge gap in strength shows how powerful these seven nail-headed arrows are, which is simply unbelievable.

But such a terrifying magical power is actually ranked last among the 36 Tiangang Dharma, and even those who spread the beans and become soldiers are ahead of it.

The reason is that the price of this magical power is also very high.

It consumes the caster's luck.

In Conferring God, Taoist Lu Ya didn't dare to use it himself, but deliberately let Jiang Ziya use it. As a result, this son of luck who was conferred as a god did not even become a god in the end, and died like a mortal.

Li Daoxuan can be said to love and fear the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book.

But with this thing in hand, he finally has a trump card that can kill enemies at a higher level.

There is also the 36 thunder method of Jiutian Yingyuan Thunder Universal Transformation Tianzun. He also needs to find time to practice it. Thunder method, sword way, five-color light, and eight-nine mysterious skills are his current main methods of fighting. It is best to be able to practice them. Go hand in hand.

At present, the Ten Thunder Techniques are somewhat insufficient.

Of course, the most important thing is to improve one's cultivation. The next practice should focus more on the ancient Huangting Sutra. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy in the world is thin, and those spiritual pills have little meaning to him.

It would be great if there were treasures like golden elixir, flat peach, and ginseng fruit...

Just when he was formulating his next practice plan, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He noticed that Chang'an's luck was different, and it seemed that something major had changed.The realm of earthly immortals is made clear by gods.

After something closely related to him happens, he will have a whim, even if he is thousands of miles away.

Li Dao

Li Daoxuan's eyes moved, and he already knew the cause and effect.

He sighed softly, feeling that it was unexpected but also reasonable.

……

Chang'an City, Daming Palace.

Wu Zetian had received the news of the great victory in Songzhou, but did not let anyone spread it.

During this period, news of Li Zhi's death had spread. Not only did she not seize power, but she took the initiative to issue an order to return power to Prince Li Xian.

The new king will succeed to the throne tomorrow, and countless ministers are excited. Many people are secretly congratulating that the Tang Dynasty will finally get rid of the situation of Si Chen.

For a time, the East Palace was in full swing and bustling with traffic.

But Wu Zetian's Zichen Palace was deserted. Even her most trusted North Gate bachelor had defected to the prince. Everyone knew that the high-ranking queen was gone.

Shangguan Wan'er was combing her hair and found that the hair of this queen, who was always full of energy, had become dry and messy, with strands of white hair mixed in.

Wu Zetian seemed to have aged overnight, showing a hint of twilight.

"Um……"

Shangguan Wan'er's movements were already very gentle, but white hairs still fell on the comb.

Wu Zetian was not angry. She just looked at herself in the bronze mirror quietly. She felt very strange looking at the old woman with a wrinkled face.

"Wan'er, tell me...why can't women be emperor?"

she asked suddenly, her voice very calm.

Shangguan Wan'er was sweating profusely and didn't know how to answer this question.

If there were no King Chen and no Imperial Preceptor, then the Queen of Heaven would most likely become the first female emperor in history, but unfortunately...

"Wan'er, you have been with me for more than ten years and have always been very successful in doing things. Now, I want you to do one last thing for me."

"Queen of Heaven, please give me your instructions. Wan'er will try her best to do it!"

Wu Zetian whispered something.

Shangguan Wan'er trembled and looked shocked, as if she was looking at a madman.

……

The next day.

Hundreds of officials entered the court, preparing to attend the succession ceremony of the new king. However, just after they entered the palace, they found that the road was wrong. The eunuchs did not lead them to the Taiji Palace, but went in the direction of the Dragon Palace.

Finally, all the civil and military officials arrived under the Wanxiang Palace.

This majestic and magnificent tower still stands in the Divine Dragon Palace. The golden phoenix, which shines brightly in the sun, flutters its wings, overlooks the world, and suppresses the nine divine dragons with the power of an emperor.

But everyone knows that after the new king takes over, this iconic building of the Queen of Heaven will become history.

"Why are we here?"

"Where is the new king? Where is the prince?"

"Queen, what do you want to do?"

Some veterans protested, and in the midst of the commotion, a figure appeared on the top of the tower of the Vientiane Palace, wearing an imperial crown and a dragon robe, looking down at the world.

It’s not the new king Li Xian, but the empress Wu Zetian!
In an instant, all officials fell into dead silence, and countless people raised their heads, looking at this incredible scene.

They never thought that a woman could wear the robe of God and ascend to the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

The sun shone on Wu Zetian's face, as if giving her a golden afterglow, faintly echoing the golden phoenix next to her.

Shangguan Wan'er watched this scene from below and couldn't help but be fascinated.

At this moment, the queen is no longer as haggard and old as she was last night, but is full of energy and high spirits. Her whole person seems to be reborn, exuding an intimidating aura that cannot be looked directly at.

"I have succeeded to the throne today and have been honored with a great treasure. I am named the Golden Wheel Holy God Emperor of Heavenly Records. I will grant you a great amnesty and the whole country will congratulate you!"

When she said these words in a sonorous and powerful voice, the ministers below thought she had gone crazy.

But what happened next shocked them even more.

"Meteorites fell from the sky and did not bless us in the Tang Dynasty. Songzhou was defeated and tens of thousands of soldiers died on the battlefield. This is a punishment from heaven and God is angry!"

Everyone couldn't help but tremble when they heard this.

They did not know the cause and effect, nor did they know that Songzhou had already won a great victory. They only knew that it was indeed a meteorite falling from the sky that led to the defeat of the Tang Dynasty.

A kind of sadness filled my heart. Did God really abandon Li Tang?

Although they all read Confucian classics, Confucianism also emphasizes the "reception between heaven and man". If the emperor is unclear about his government, God will also send punishments, such as earthquakes, landslides, droughts, floods and other natural disasters. Often the emperor will also issue edicts to punish himself.

"Queen of Heaven, even so, it is not a reason for you to proclaim yourself emperor!"

An old minister shouted loudly.

Wu Zetian looked down at the ministers and smiled faintly.

"You all misjudged me."

She raised her head, beaming.

"In the past, King Cheng Tang of Shang was willing to burn himself to offer sacrifices to heaven in order to save the country from being punished by heaven to appease the anger of heaven. Today I want to imitate Cheng Tang and continue the country of Li Tang!"

After the words fell, a fire suddenly broke out in the Vientiane Shrine and spread rapidly.

It turned out that she had already ordered people to fill the tower with kerosene.

The fire filled the sky and quickly engulfed the majestic tower. She stood in the blazing flames, her golden imperial robe flying, like a proud phoenix born out of the fire.

Baiguan looked at the figure that was gradually being swallowed up by the flames, and an unspeakable complex emotion emerged in his heart.

Thinking of the meteorite that suddenly fell in Songzhou and the endless natural disasters that occurred in various places, I don't know who took the lead. Some people began to kneel down and bow and kowtow in the manner of the emperor.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

More and more people knelt down and chanted "My Emperor". Even the ministers who loved Li Tang were impressed by the empress's courage and magnanimity.

In this way, in the Daming Palace, amid the flames, an unprecedented enthronement ceremony was completed.

Li Daoxuan's figure appeared beside Wu Zetian at some point and sighed softly.

"Is it worth it just to be emperor for one day?"

Wu Zetian stood on the high tower, looking through the Daming Palace and Chang'an, looking at the mountains and rivers of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

She laughed suddenly.

"Immortal Lord, although I don't practice Taoism, I still know a sentence."

"What?"

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die."

Li Daoxuan was silent for a moment.

"No matter what, this history book cannot avoid my name, Wu Zetian."

She showed a proud smile, and her figure was completely swallowed up by the flames.

Fire filled the air, the temple collapsed, and an iron phoenix weighing over a thousand kilograms fell from the sky. The gold foil on its body had been burnt and was charred black, but it still looked proud and fluttered its wings.

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