martial law

Countless fellow Taoists came to the door crying and complaining that they could no longer stand in the south, and some Taoist sects that had been passed down for hundreds of years had finally broken their inheritance.

Of course, the Dao Sect wasn't the one that suffered the most.

Fomen is even worse.

The Buddhist and Taoist forces in the world, in this time period, Buddhism can almost be called Daxing.

The 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties were not just talking...

Over the years, although the king no longer worships Buddhism, he has not suppressed it, and Yang Guang even intentionally or unintentionally wins him over, which makes Buddhist disciples broadcast all over the world.

After Yang Lin made such a move, the problem became serious.

Not many lives were lost, but it was a fatal blow to the belief in the two sects.

You are not allowed to be an official, you are not allowed to join the army, you cannot be exempted from taxes, and you have to work every day, which is three points more difficult than other poor people.

I'm so tired that I don't have time to think too much, what energy do I have to pay homage to the gods, or to believe in the Buddha.

So, people, the reason why they have so many wild ideas and come up with so many tricks is actually because they have nothing to do.

Only when you are too idle will you pay attention to spiritual pursuits and beliefs.

Once you are so busy trying to fill your stomach every day, you will be exhausted every day, and you will fall unconscious, who will have the energy and money to believe in Buddhism?

All kinds of consequences actually originated from the beginning of Ning Daoqi and Shi Feixuan's southward travel.

Because they didn't know much about it, they supported the north, and they also deliberately persuaded the south to surrender, which angered Yang Lin.

There is a cause and an effect.

To say that Ning Daoqi didn't feel uncomfortable, that's definitely impossible.

Therefore, he is always waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, Yang Lin's once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to place an order came.

At this time, there were no thousands of horses and thousands of troops by his side, and there was only a little demon girl around her.

Could there be a better time than this?

Therefore, he made a move.

As soon as it is shot, it is a good trick, the wonderland of the void, the spiritual attack of the harmony of man and nature.

Be sure to suppress the opponent from the heart first, and then make the opponent inescapable when you make a move, and become a snare bird.

"Daoist Ning, you are a little careless when you do this. You have your persistence and ideas, but you can't let everyone in the world follow your ideas.

Daomen pays attention to idle clouds and wild cranes, and concentrates on pure cultivation. If you run around and interfere everywhere, it is too lenient. "

Yang Lin just stood there, as if he didn't notice Ning Daoqi's psychic attack.

A warm and sunny wind had already lit up around him.

With this wind, there is light everywhere.

Within a radius of tens of feet, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, insects are singing and animals are walking, and there is a scent of growth of all things.

Wanwan's head became clear for a while, and she took a deep breath.

Looking at the wonders around him in amazement.

Where is it still barren mountains and night moon, it is like spring and flowers blooming, and everything is revived.

And his own king.

She looked up.

No one can be seen.

I can only see an extra sun around me.

Time, at this moment, there is confusion.

From night to morning, from cold winter to warm spring, it's just a glance.

"The Secret of Longevity, you have practiced to such a level that you are overwhelmed day and night, and time lasts forever. It's a pity that you are so talented, but you don't follow the right path. It really is the hypocrisy of the great devil..."

Ning Daoqi had been sitting the old god, but at this moment he was so shocked that he almost tore off his long beard.

He jumped down in one leap.

The sound of frenzy and tsunami immediately sounded in the sky.

"Riding the clouds freely, riding the flying dragon!"

His whole body cultivation comes from the "Southern China Classic", taking the meaning of being free and controlling the wind, when he doesn't make a move, he is the nature of the world, all in his heart, doing nothing and everything, everything is empty.

As soon as he made a move, the world collapsed immediately, the breeze was the sword, and everything was the hand, it seemed that the whole world was repelling and suppressing, leaving Yang Lin under endless attacks, and it was very difficult to fight back.

This is a contest of dao realms.

It's not just a battle of cultivation and strength.

Ning Daoqi spent his whole life researching "Sanshou Bapu" and asked himself, integrating all kinds of skills and unique knowledge in the world into Bapu.

With one pounce, the void changes, and it is hard to stop and escape.

Even if it was Yang Lin's strange breakthrough to enter the Grand Master realm, it was not long after he realized the unity of heaven and man. He is confident that in this case, he will directly gain the upper hand.

And, with the assistance of the Kong Mage, he beheaded the opponent forcefully.

As for the little girl from the demon sect next to the other party, she didn't pay attention to it. The aftermath alone could make her lose her soul.

The old Taoist priests have not easily made a move for decades.

Once he has the intention to kill, he is as ruthless as Tai Shang, and his pounced figure, in an illusory state, turns into thousands of little birds, attacking from all directions.

When it got around Yang Lin's body, the little bird transformed into wings covering the sky, with a long mouth like a sword, radiant eyes, and shadow-like claws.

Thin black marks appeared in the split space, as if Yang Lin was about to be torn to pieces.

"That's it……"

Yang Lin's hands seemed to be fast and slow, and he raised them slightly, hugging the dantian of his lower abdomen, his feet sank slightly, and his feet fell apart.

rumbling...

The mountain trembled for a while, and the entire mountain seemed to sink for a few minutes. The surrounding light and shadows were changing, countless sun and white lights were absorbed like arrows, and the surrounding area suddenly became full of stars and cold moon again.

As soon as Ning Daoqi's bird's beak qi light attacked, a dazzling red light burst out from Yang Lin's hands.

As soon as a red lotus bud appeared, raging flames rose, and the lotus bloomed and spread out around the body.

As soon as the big bird jumped in, it wailed, turned into clear smoke and dissipated, and was burned to ashes by the fiery red lotus.

And Ning Daoqi's figure appeared in a flash, and his hand was like a bird pecking on the yin and yang handprint raised by Yang Lin.

puff……

Da Yin Xisheng.

Amidst the loud noise, Wanwan could no longer hear any sound.

Only seeing the red and blue light and shadow, where the lotus bloomed and withered, Ning Daoqi flew back as if hit by a thunderbolt.

His brocade robe has been shattered into powder, and his bare upper body, including the entire ancient and thick face, was simultaneously cracked with countless tiny spider-like cracks.

It's like a piece of fine porcelain, hit by a sledgehammer, although it is not completely broken, it is already damaged inside and out.

With just one touch, it will be transformed into thousands of pieces.

Wanwan let out an excited cry from her throat, completely unable to hear what she was shouting.

At this moment just now, she couldn't even control her body a little bit. The old Taoist priest Ning Daoqi's life-long skills and full of murderous intentions were not as simple as trying his hand.

As one of the three great masters in the world, the No. 1 martial arts master in the Central Plains for decades, at this moment, his spirit, true energy, and physical body are all condensed into one blow, and with the momentum of a hundred birds facing the phoenix, he transforms For an illusory creature like the golden-winged roc, it is invincible to fight against opponents with illusory reality.

Even Wanwan couldn't think of anyone in the world who could catch such a powerful blow from the old Taoist priest.

Even if you block it, you will be injured.

That kind of power, she, a master of innate late-stage combat power, instinctively doesn't want to resist, just wants to escape.

This is not transferred by personal will at all, but the instinct to avoid death.

However, under the attack of Ning Daoqi's extremely ingenious Taoist secret method, Yang Lin did not evade or dodge, and fought head-on.

Blending scenery with scenery, transforming emptiness with reality, turning qi and blood into blazing flames, and a golden lotus is planted in the fire.

Ning Daoqi's ultimate move is undoubtedly like a moth to a flame, seeking his own death.

The two fought each other, from the soul and will, to the depth of Taoism, to the true energy and blood, and they collided with each other in all directions.

Naturally, the strongest wins.

The most ironic thing is that a monk and two people joined forces to attack, and the monk Liao Kong hadn't had time to make a move, but the old god was watching from the side, and his main battle force was already in danger.

How is this played?

A trace of pity and helplessness flashed in Liao Kong's eyes, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

His figure suddenly swelled up, with a faint golden light on his body, he shouted angrily: "Subduing demons, Buddhas also have fire."

This monk looked handsome and gentle, but amidst the roar, he was like King Kong Ming, his figure became extremely huge, and between his tongue and mouth, there was a wave of golden air rushing forward like a mountain avalanche and a sea crack.

What followed was that he twisted off 108 Buddhist beads on his chest, and in a whistling sound, formed an incomparably marvelous swastika seal, and stamped towards Yang Lin.

"Closed meditation? Concentrate 30 years of skill in one blow, and then use the Holy Bead of Purification to seal the demons and calm the mind?"

Yang Lin sneered.

This old monk really treats himself like a monster, is this brainwashed to believe it?

Could it be that he hadn't thought about it at all, what he was practicing was the Taoist Supreme Mysterious Kung Fu Longevity Secret Art.

More positive than anyone else.

The golden air flow came over, and a black and white vortex appeared in front of Yang Lin, with Yin and Yang big fish swimming, and the whole mountain turned into a black and white world.

The golden light rushed in, leaving no trace.

And one hundred and eight rosary beads, like rain hitting plantains, hit the black and white light curtain in front of Yang Lin, only arousing little ripples.

"how come?"

Liao Kong vomited a mouthful of painstaking efforts, and broke through the closed-mouth meditation for another 30 years, using 108 pure chanting beads, but the result was only such a small result.

He couldn't believe his eyes at all, and fled back without thinking.

The figure shrunk, like a cloud, and fled away in a hurry.

"Hit and run again? Are you annoying?"

Yang Lin sneered.

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, his robe sleeves flicked slightly, and a crystal rosary, with black and white rays of light, surged and shot through Monk Kong's vest from behind with a whoosh.

With a chirp, it dived into the soil and disappeared.

As soon as he stopped walking, his eyes became dead silent, his left eye was pure white, his right eye was pitch black, his body was shining with golden light, and his face was aging rapidly.

After running tens of miles, he arrived at the Jingnian Temple. Amidst the exclamation of the monks, he fell down and sat down, sighing: "This time it was really wrong, the big devil is about to attack, and the four major Holy monk."

He looked down at the big hole in his chest without a heart, and said with a wry smile, "Even Brother Ning Daoqi was beaten until his Dharma body collapsed. There is such a person in the world... Buddha is merciful..."

The last four words are no longer heard.

When he tilted his head to one side, he died.

The monastery was full of crying.

……

On the hillside, after Yang Lin's Yin-Yang rosary pierced through the air, he ignored it. He knew that the old monk was dead.

Turning his head, he looked at Ning Daoqi.

I saw this number one master of Taoism in the Central Plains, sitting on the ground at this time, just like when I saw him for the first time, his expression was neither sad nor happy.

The mountain wind blows.

With a slight shock, his figure had already turned into bloody water, and collapsed into one piece with a bang.

"Why?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Lin's mouth, and his eyes were cold.