Great Dao Ji

"poisonous snake!"

Looking at the beggar with his hair flying and a look of decline, Zhulong's expression remained unchanged, but a huge wave of emotions was stirring in his heart.

In the ancient years, before the turmoil, there was a great change in the world.

That day, thunderclouds filled the sky, and strange phenomena appeared in the sky and even in the galaxy. For a time, the world was shaken, and many powerful people were alarmed.

Ten monsters that looked like demons and monsters but were neither demons nor monsters were born between heaven and earth.

Those ten demons had infinite magic power. Wherever they passed, mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers and seas dried up, and countless lives were devoured and killed.

Finally, the Heavenly Court took action, and the God of War led his army to the lower world to suppress and kill these ten big demons.

However, after a century, these ten big demons reappeared. Although they had no memories of the past, they were even more ferocious. At this time, some people realized that these ten big demons were immortal.

And the Viper was the most brutal and cruel one among the ten demons, and had a record of swallowing up the destiny!

"What's your name?"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhulong lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that the voice would be too loud and kill the monster.

He had lived long enough and knew a lot.

The beggar in front of him seemed weak, but if anyone killed him, he would probably lead to the extremely vicious poisonous dragon Viper in an instant!

Lin Qianlong bowed his head woodenly.

In the decades when his cultivation was cut off, he tasted the powerlessness and sorrow of mortals, and became numb day by day. If there was no glimmer of hope, he would have gone crazy and died long ago.

"Uncle Lin, I'm here to see you."

Zhulong looked back and saw a middle-aged woman with a frosted face coming with a food box.

Then, he saw the Viper with long hair and a cold face, showing a fleeting smile.

Silently taking the steamed bread handed over by the woman, Lin Qianlong sighed: "You, don't come again."

An unspeakable touch rose in his heart.

Since his cultivation was abandoned and he fell into Mucheng, the little girl who was once a little girl and now a middle-aged woman has been delivering meals to him for decades.

"I'm used to it."

The woman skillfully packed up the food box, glanced at the Zhulong who stepped back to lead the crowd, and replied casually:

"Uncle Lin, I heard that the Taoist priest came back a few years ago, you, just admit your mistake. Taoist priest, he is a good man."

"Good man, good man"

The steamed bread was crushed, Lin Qianlong beat his legs that had been broken for many years, and seemed to be unable to control his emotions, and roared like a beast:

"Yes, I want to see him! I, I want to ask him in person, how unforgivable is I, Lin Qianlong?!"

After that, he stuffed the whole steamed bread into his mouth, dragged his legs that had been broken for many years, and was about to crawl out of the city.

"Hey, Uncle Lin, what are you doing? This place is more than a hundred miles away from Shouyang Mountain. How can you climb over there?"

The woman never expected that a casual remark would cause such a big commotion to Lin Qianlong. She panicked for a moment and was about to chase him with the food box.

Unexpectedly, after climbing a few steps, Lin Qianlong sighed dejectedly and collapsed on the ground.

Shouyang Mountain is only more than a hundred miles away from Hunyi City. Even if his legs are disabled, he can still climb over there. However, the Taoist's cultivation is unfathomable.

If he doesn't want to see me, how can I find him? Even if I find him, what can I do?

I didn't dare to ask that day, but now, do I dare to ask?

No one in Hunyi City knew that the last person that the Taoist Hongxuan, who was known as the best in the world, saw before returning to the mountain was a beggar like himself.

"Who do you want me to wait for, wait for who."

Recalling the day they met, he was in a trance for a long time, and finally pulled his tattered robe to cover his face, lying on the side of the road like a dead person without any movement.

"This person's state of mind is broken."

In the crowd, Zhulong watched this scene quietly, but shook his head in his heart, secretly shocked by the methods of Taoist Hongxuan.

The ten big demons called the 'Ten Evils of the Emperor' were all born from heaven and earth, and they were the most unruly and fierce. In ancient times, there were many great gods, and the Buddha wanted to take them as mounts but failed.

All kinds of gods have been used, but they cannot break their root ferocity. Even if they are reincarnated as humans, their nature will not change at all, but at this time, this snake's state of mind is clearly broken.

It dares not to advance, retreats but does not retreat, and it does not die but does not die.

Where is the half of the fierceness?

Zhulong Xingzhe hesitated in his heart, whether to intervene or not, and suddenly frowned, looking back at the north of the city: "Hmm?"

Buzz~

In the north of Hunyi City, a stream of light rose from the ground, exploding like fireworks, reflecting a Taoist platform that was higher than all the pavilions and towers in the city.

That was the teleportation platform.

The teleportation platform has existed for a long time, dating back to the time when Daxia was first established. It is said that it was the work of Daxia Tianshifu, used to communicate with various places.

However, compared with the teleportation platform of Daxia, Dazhou is much worse. Not to mention reaching all continents, even the teleportation in Dazhou's own realm can only be used by cultivators above Jindan.

Even injured.

Before, it was mostly used to spread decrees in the imperial court.

"There is actually a teleportation platform in Hunyi City? Yes, with that Taoist here, how dare the craftsmen in Tiangong Mansion not work hard?"

"I heard that one of the 496 reforms of the Great Zhou Dynasty is this teleportation platform. I heard that this teleportation platform has restored its former glory, and even ordinary people will not be killed by the backlash?"

"There were similar rumors a few years ago, but do you dare to try? With your and my cultivation, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid we will be destroyed."

Seeing the shadow of divine light, people started talking in the streets of Hunyi City, and people stood up and looked in the courtyards of various restaurants.

The teleportation platform in Hunyi City was only in its infancy. It was said that only those from the imperial capital could use it. When I saw someone coming, I couldn't help but feel curious.

"Did Long Xingyi really get that person's inheritance?"

Listening to all the discussions, Zhulong felt more and more weird. Thinking about what he had seen and heard over the past few days, he seemed to have noticed something, and felt that everything seemed to be covered in a layer of fog.

Phew~

The divine light is faint, like the rolling tide, and like the floating clouds.

"No wonder few great monks use it to travel across the world."

Qiao Moke frowned slightly: "Although it is much better than before, it still cannot be compared with Daxia's year."

When I was there, I seemed to have lost all perception of the external space. I just felt that everything was in an upside-down cycle, and it was extremely difficult to adapt.

With his current cultivation level, this is still the case, let alone someone with a shallow cultivation level.

Although it won't hurt, the expensive transmission fee and the extremely uncomfortable experience make it no wonder that it has not been implemented for more than ten years.

As his mind turned, he was a little surprised.

Because next to him, the boy of his family, as if unaware at this moment, was curiously looking at the strange things around him, and he didn't seem to feel any discomfort at all.

Qiao Moke had a headache after looking at him.

Compared to his daughter, his son seemed extremely unusual. It was hard for him to imagine that a normal child would not say a word to his parents or anyone else from birth to the age of eighteen just because he didn't want to talk.

"It is truly an exquisite creation. The person who created this system must be extremely amazing."

Feeling his father's eyes, Gautama didn't care. He looked at the chaotic and extremely complicated lights and shadows around him, seeming to be addicted.

"Do you understand?"

Qiao Moko glanced at him.

The Daxia teleportation platform once spread all over the continents and seas, used to communicate with each other and reach everywhere. It was an extremely incredible creation.

After the collapse of Daxia, only a few remnants remained, and it is still difficult to return to the state of its heyday.

Not to mention ordinary people, even the great scholars in the imperial city could not understand it.

“It’s naturally difficult to create something from scratch, but it’s certainly not difficult to understand.”

Gautama glanced at his father, hesitated to speak, and fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Qiao Moke joked: "Why, don't you understand? Why don't you say anything?"

Ever since he found out that this kid was deliberately silent, Qiao Moke was filled with hatred. If it weren't for the tigress protecting the calf at home, he would have wanted to hang him up and beat him for three months.

And even if he couldn't fight, he still wanted to see this little guy deflate.

But in the next moment, his face turned dark.

"I was afraid that my father wouldn't understand, so I pondered and organized the words. This transmission system has many magical features, but its operation principle is not difficult."

Gautama didn't care about his father's dark face and said in deep thought:

"It's nothing more than using the spiritual machine as the penetration and using the vibrations of many arrays as the pulling force to attract the spiritual machine here to achieve mutual transmission at a specific location.

At this time, we seem to be in the clouds, but in fact, we are wrapped in a spiritual machine and shuttle through the void, and its speed is naturally extremely fast."

"you"

When Qiao Moke was in a state of shock and doubt, the light around him suddenly dispersed, and his vision, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly became extremely wide.

And his eyes immediately looked at the mountains in the distance, his expression slightly moved, with a nervous and uneasy expression: "Shouyang Mountain"

Everyone thought that An Qisheng stayed in the Imperial City after the Heaven Sacrifice Conference. Only a few people, including him, knew that their teacher had left the Imperial City long ago and no one knew where he had gone.

He only found out a few years ago that his teacher had returned to Shouyang Mountain.

"Is that the Shouyang Mountain that my father has been talking about for a long time?"

Gautama glanced at the mountains. Before he could take a closer look, his heart suddenly palpitated. He lowered his gaze and looked towards the south of the big city.

He has had supernatural powers since he was born, and his heart has been imprinted with the word "swastika", and he can sense everything related to himself.

At this moment, he felt that there seemed to be a pair of "people" who were very important to him in this city.

"What's wrong?"

Jomoko also came to his senses. He had seen Gautama's birth vision with his own eyes, and he valued his son far more than he let on.

"I can't tell."

Gautama frowned unusually, took the initiative to hold his father's hand, and pointed to the south of the city, indicating where he wanted to go.

"What's the point of not going to see the ancestor first?"

Qiao Moke muttered something, and seeing his son's brows furrowed, he could only agree. With a thought in his mind, he passed by the city and landed in front of the city gate in full view of everyone.

But he saw that his son had escaped from his hand and stood in front of a beggar with disheveled hair:

"Are you waiting for me?"

That’s it for today. Good night everyone.