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"Quick, shoot an arrow, shoot him to death!"

However, it is useless to regret now, and I can only work hard.

Obai shouted loudly.

"court death!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Sanfeng, who was suspended in the sky, frowned, and blew a breath towards the ground.

call!

got windy!

In the arena, from nowhere, a gust of wind blew.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and soon it was blowing so that people could not stand still.

Like the fifth-level wind, the sixth-level gale, the seventh-level gale, the eighth-level gale, and the ninth-level hurricane.

In a whistling moment, all the Qing soldiers, including men and horses, were blown up by the hurricane and flew into the sky.

The wind is getting faster and stronger.

A tornado formed.

The tornado is getting faster and faster, and the bigger it is.

"what!"

The Qing soldiers shouted, and soon a gust of wind poured into their mouths, making them unable to scream.

The entire sky was dark, only a tornado with a height of tens of feet and a width of three feet was spinning rapidly in place.

It's like a huge wall-breaking machine, driven to the maximum horsepower.

After a while, the tornado slowly stopped until it disappeared.

In the sky, there was a blood rain.

Countless flesh and blood sprinkled and fell down.

The place was dead silent.

Chapter 28 In charge of the world, a thought blooms!

Wudang Mountain.

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

Including the members of the Wudang faction who came to Wudang Mountain after receiving the news, as well as Chen Jinnan, Hong Antong, Feng Nandi and others.

They all stared blankly at the figure standing in the sky.

at this moment.

So stalwart.

With one breath, five thousand elite Manchu Eight Banners were wiped out.

A dream-like scene happened right under my nose.

It shocked everyone's heart again and again.

What is this concept?

If the [-] Manchu elites were to fight on the plains, even if the [-] Great Ming Guards encountered them, they would have to be driven away.

You must know that at this time, it was the beginning of the founding of the Qing Dynasty, and the fighting power of the Manchu Eight Banners was well established, and they had not been corroded by the prosperity of the Central Plains.

However, when facing this Taoist priest, he was so vulnerable.

Yes, it is vulnerable.

The Taoist priest just blew lightly, and a strong hurricane was formed, rolling these Manchu Banners, people and horses into the sky, turning them into rain of blood.

This Taoist priest is definitely a real fairy!

Many people gradually came to their senses, looked at the figure in the sky, and when they looked at the Wudang faction, the heat in their eyes almost turned into reality.

"I want to listen to the teachings of the immortal master! I will join the Wudang sect!"

This thought popped into everyone's mind.

So what about the power and wealth in the world, in front of the real gods, they are like chickens and dog ears.

Zhang Sanfeng held a whisk in his hand, suspended in mid-air, until the Qing soldiers turned into dust, the trace of anger in his heart gradually dissipated.

Glancing at the seething crowd in Jun county below, he didn't say anything, put away the natal artifact below, turned around and walked back.

"Meet the ancestors!"

In the square in front of the Wudang Mountain Gate, seeing Zhang Sanfeng walking step by step, Tong Ming led Chen Jinnan, Hong Antong, Feng Nandi and others to salute respectfully.

"Don't be too polite, get up!"

Flicking the whisk in Zhang Sanfeng's hand, he said calmly.

Everyone bowed their bodies and lowered their heads, each and every one of them was as honest as a primary school student, they didn't dare to breathe a word, and the heat in their eyes almost turned into substance.

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed.

More and more people heard about Zhang Zhenren's extermination of five thousand Manchu cavalry, and rushed towards Wudang Mountain.

The number of people in the county has reached more than ten thousand.

Today, the appointed day has come.

God is very face-saving, there is no rain, the sun is shining, and the spring breeze is blowing.

Early in the morning, countless people woke up from their sleep, walked out of their residences, and came to the street.

The entire Jun County was already crowded, people were everywhere, talking about Zhang Zhenren's deeds everywhere.

They come from all over the world, speak different accents, speak hype, and spit.

Excitement appeared on everyone's faces.

They all know that today is the day when Tianzun preaches.

Yes, I don't know who yelled the slogan, saying that Zhang Zhenren must be the body of an immortal in the sky, so he is called Tianzun.

This move has been approved by everyone.

"Boom!"

When the time came to Chen, a dull bell sounded from the mountain.

Everyone's heart trembled, and through the word passed by the disciples of the Wudang School, they knew that after the bell rang, the next step would be Tianzun's preaching.

I just don't know how Tianzun intends to preach, and what kind of Tao he is talking about!

At this time, the lively people suddenly fell silent.

Because, there was a figure in the sky slowly walking down.

The sky is illusory, but when he walks step by step, clouds will be formed to act as steps.

It seems that the sky is the ground and the white clouds are the steps.

Zhang Sanfeng walked down Wudang Mountain, came to the height of three feet above Junxian City, and sat cross-legged in the void.

His aura is more majestic and majestic than the mountains.

Compared with the sea, it is also vast and vast.

Everyone who sees him will be attracted by his demeanor.

In front of him, you are unconsciously ashamed.

On the ground, everyone looked at him in shock, even the members of the Manchu royal family who got the news later, even the members of the Buddhist sect who came here after hearing the news.

Walk in the air, take the clouds as steps.

This is the real master!

Not those fake Taoist priests who falsify!

Such a character is called Tianzun, and he deserves his name.

Many ordinary people with dreams are also full of enthusiasm.

This is an opportunity to change fate.

If they are lucky enough to be able to gain the Dharma Eye of the Heavenly Venerable and accept them under their sect, then their fate will undergo an earth-shaking change.

Soon, everyone on Wudang Mountain also ran down and sat on the ground outside, ready to listen to the sermon.

The wind blew gently, Zhang Sanfeng's face was indifferent, and he flicked the whisk lightly in his hand.

He simply ignored the thoughts of the people below.

He said softly: "Old Daoist Zhang Sanfeng, because of his prosperity, he descended to the mortal world and saw that the way of cultivation has declined, so he sent an order to the world to teach the Dao!"

The voice was not in a hurry, like a spring breeze, it was sent to the ears of everyone on the ground.

After a pause, he officially started speaking, and his loud voice reached the ears of everyone on the ground.

"Tao can be called Dao, it is very Tao; name can be named, it is very famous! No, it is called the beginning of heaven and earth; Yes, it is called the mother of all things..."

Zhang Sanfeng sat upright in the void, with a solemn face, looking down at all living beings, a sentence of mysterious and mysterious truths of the Dao fell into everyone's ears.

Behind him, the natal artifact, the Taiji Diagram, slowly rotated, releasing immeasurable dao rhyme, making him look like a fairy god, with incomparable majesty.

While preaching, his spiritual consciousness enveloped the crowd below, watching their reactions.

There are those who shake their heads, those who scratch their heads, those who show doubts, and those who seem to be enlightened...

There are thousands of people with thousands of faces, thousands of people with different attitudes, and so on.

You must know that what Zhang Sanfeng talked about was not a method of cultivation, but the truth of the Dao. To ordinary people, it was like listening to heavenly scriptures.

Those who are not of great wisdom are not enough to understand.

At this time, I saw a young man with a smile on his face, sitting in lotus position, as if he had enlightened.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly, flicked the whisk in his hand, and moved the young man past the crowd, and landed in the front row, behind Tong Ming and others.

This is a young man with natural roots of wisdom, and he cannot let it go.

Although there are no wild flowers falling from the sky, golden lotuses gushing from the ground, and purple air from the sky, but these are the real mantras of the Dao, pointing directly at the essence of practice.

Anyone who realizes something will definitely be able to walk out of his own way, and the future is boundless.

To meet such a young man, this sermon is enough!

But it is a pity that, except for this young man, no one can realize the Tao anymore.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't show any emotion on his face, picking one out of ten thousand is considered a high proportion.

After he finished speaking a section of Dao mantra, he flicked the whisk again, and officially began to talk about the way of practice.

"The way of practice starts from the acquired qi training. The qi travels around the sky, opens up the meridians of the whole body, and penetrates the two bridges of heaven and earth. It is an innate state..."

Zhang Sanfeng's voice was like a grand bell, spreading all over the place.

In his realm, creating a basic way of practice is just a matter of effort.

After hearing the real method of cultivation, the people below listened carefully.

After all, what I said before is really incomprehensible.

Everyone was smiling, sitting obediently and listening carefully like elementary school students listening to a class.

The way he preached spread to the ears of everyone, and everyone realized it. After hearing his preaching, many people in the Jianghu suddenly realized it.

My heart was agitated, I just felt that a road to the sky was unfolding in front of me, and all the problems encountered in the past practice were easily solved.

This is the essence of practice.

Even those ordinary people who have never been in contact with martial arts before have realized something, a sense of qi is born in their bodies, and they embarked on the road of cultivation.

Zhang Sanfeng showed a smile, he opened the purple gold gourd hanging from his waist, sprinkled the spiritual liquid contained inside, turned into a cloud of spiritual mist, and fell on the heads of the people below.

Preaching belongs to preaching, after all, this is a world of doomsday.