Projection of heavens

"Nothing can be separated from his sect, and nothing can be separated from the Supreme Being."

Zhou Qing closed his eyes and shook his head in his heart.

The Supreme Being is the sect of all Taoism, and he attained Taoism before the great tribulations of Taiyi and before the Great Recession. The gap cannot be easily bridged.

Although he has attained Hunyuan, the gap between him and such an eternal giant is quite huge.

It was extraordinary that he could catch up with Zhen Yuanzi within three calamities, but that was all.

"Too great"

Zhen Yuanzi also sighed in his heart, Laojun is the master of all Taoism and the origin of all religions, which precedes Taiwu and originates from the source of Wuji.

There is no end, there is no limit to the supreme.

Although he is inactive, his will dominates these countless kalpas, and he is a well-deserved uncrowned king.

Although his enlightenment is also very ancient, it cannot be compared.

In fact, even those ancient gods who attained enlightenment before him, such as Taiyi, Patriarch Hunkun, Yangmei, etc., are far from being able to compare with Laojun at this time.

"We can only look at Taoist Wukong's creation."

Zhou Qing said no more, picked up a ginseng fruit and threw it into his mouth.

Although he knew Taoist Wukong, there was nothing he could do.

"Qing Niu'er is almost here."

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi's heart moved: "It's time to go to Dachitian. It's not bad to listen to Lao Jun's Hunyuan Dao Fruit."

"Let's see how the calamity evolves"

Zhou Qing smiled faintly.

He has realized Hunyuan, but there is no need to take the initiative to respond to the calamity.

His disciples are far from being able to compete with Buddhism and Taoist Wukong.

If he hadn't had a deep friendship with Taoist Wukong, there wouldn't even be a need to take a trip into this muddy water.

If something cannot be done, Taoist Wukong cannot blame me.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed softly and said: "It's just a calamity. The next calamity, no one can compete with Wukong!"

"Is it true that if one calamity is not fought, the next calamity will be settled?"

Zhou Qing sneered.

If everything is determined, how can he achieve enlightenment?

The Taoist is just fighting. In this calamity, there is the World Honored One of Lingshan, but in the next calamity, there will be no other great powers?

If you wait for the opportunity, the opportunity will never come.

He understands this, and so does Taoist Wukong.

Otherwise, at his level, how could there be any disputes between spirits?

"Mahayana Buddhism is unpopular. It is not that easy for the Lord Lingshan to achieve enlightenment."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled faintly.

Taoist Wukong has made many enemies in the earthly immortal world, and no one wants to see him. The Lord Lingshan behaves domineeringly, and there are more than just one or two people who are dissatisfied with him?

"It's strange to say that Kunpeng was defeated by me and fell sadly. He just returned from this calamity. In the sea of ​​Shura blood, the ancestor of Styx was actually deprived of his position as the leader of the Netherworld."

A strange feeling arose in Zhou Qing's heart.

Back then, before he realized the Hunyuan, he swept through all directions. Many ancient great people who had even half-stepped the Hunyuan fell into his hands, including Kunpeng and the Ancestor Minghe.

Three calamities passed and Kunpeng returned, but Styx actually fell into the hands of a rising star in the sea of ​​blood. That was really strange.

"There may be other hidden secrets"

Zhen Yuanzi also became speechless. With a flick of his sleeves, boundless divine light burst out.

Buzz buzz~

The five-color divine light intertwines vertically and horizontally to form a path of divine light, passing through the Wuzhuang Temple, spanning trillions of miles of void, and falling outside the Wanshou Mountain.

Welcome the Golden Horn, Silver Horn, Green Ox and others.

The Laojun has a high status, and no one can ignore his decrees.

Zhen Yuanzi is naturally no exception

It took Qing Niu a total of 3,600 years to travel across the four major continents before spreading Laojun's decree throughout the world and summoning many giants above Hunyuan to go to Dachitian.

"Brother Niu, today is the day you and I part ways. After this parting, I don't know when we will see each other again."

Outside a fairy mountain, above the boundless forest sea, Li Qingshan slightly cupped his hands and said goodbye to Qing Niu.

During the past 3,600 years, he had eaten all the way from Kunlun Mountain to Wuzhuang Temple. He had tasted countless treasures from heaven and earth, including dragon liver, phoenix brain, and more.

"I'm afraid it won't take long."

Qingniu smiled and said to Li Qingshan: "The master has used great magic power to solidify the calamity in this world's heaven. Every calamity will be repeated. It won't be long before your brother Niu is afraid that he will go to the lower world. When the time comes, you can't move forward. Go to Jindou Mountain to find me!"

"Jindou Mountain"

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he felt familiar.

"If what I predict is true, I should go to Jindou Mountain to block the monkey's path to the west."

Qingniu seemed to have some understanding of this calamity and said casually:

"Although the master didn't say it, I also know it. When the time comes, I will inevitably come down to earth secretly and put an end to your thoughts!"

"Stop thinking about it?"

Li Qingshan was slightly stunned, not knowing how this calamity evolved.

"Yes, every calamity, this world of immortality will be completely destroyed. During this calamity, the power accumulated for trillions of years will be combined with the calamity energy of many Daluo, and it will turn into a variety of Hunyuan Dao fruits. I don't know why.

Anyway, after this calamity, I might still have to stop the monkey in the lower world! "

Qing Niu said something vaguely to Li Qingshan.

In fact, measuring tribulation is not a secret to many people, but Li Qingshan's cultivation is not enough to know it.

"That monkey, do you mean the Monkey King?"

Li Qingshan suddenly understood.

He didn't quite know how the calamity evolved, but he knew that it must be closely related to the Monkey King.

"good."

Qing Niu nodded slightly: "You don't need to know the reason, you just need to know that as long as you can step into this calamity, you will have a great possibility of breaking through the Daluo threshold."

"This is a blessing given by the master, and many gods and immortals will not miss it."

Li Qingshan nodded.

Still wanting to ask more questions, Qingniu waved his hand and disappeared into the sky together with the golden and silver horns.

They were blessed by Tai Chi talismans and were so fast that even Li Qingshan could not catch up.

"This magnitude, does it still refer to Journey to the West?"

Li Qingshan suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

The story of Journey to the West has been popular for a long time, but he still finds it a bit incredible to say that it contains the opportunity to achieve Hunyuan.

In his impression, isn’t Journey to the West preaching Mahayana Buddhism?

What does it mean to stop the Monkey King from marching westward?

"It's useless to think too much. Brother Niu must have some deep meaning in leaving me here in Nanzhan Buzhou. Let me go to Nanzhan Buzhou and see if there is anyone who wants to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. Then I will know."

Li Qingshan thought for a long time and decided to go to Nanzhan Buzhou to have a look.

See if there is a Tang Dynasty whose name is known to all countries, and if there is really a monk who is dedicated to going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

Unconsciously, he thought of Chen Xuanzang again.

That Mahayana Buddhist disciple who is so pedantic that he dares to go and get Buddhist scriptures even if he only has one.

What exactly is the so-called calamity?

Nanzhanbuzhou is quite big, even Qingniu left Li Qingshan in Nanzhanbuzhou.

He searched for Dongtu all the way and lost a lot of his hands and feet.

"Chang'an City"

Looking at Chang'an City from a distance, which was like a crawling giant beast, handling carriages and horses from all directions, Li Qingshan was thoughtful.

Chang'an City is Chang'an City, and the Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty, but this Tang Dynasty is completely different from what he knows.

It is said that this Tang Dynasty was not a native of Nanzhan Buzhou, but seemed to be created by a group of gods from outside the sky.

It has existed for more than a thousand years and is the largest country in the East that shocks all nations!

What is strange is that the leader of the Tang Dynasty was also named Li Shimin.

The difference is that this Li Shimin is said to be a supremely powerful man who has personally suppressed more than a few tyrannical monsters.

He has been on the throne for more than a thousand years!

There was a huge discrepancy with what he remembered.

"I want to see what this is like."

Li Qingshan was a bold artist, and he didn't care about the abilities of the Emperor Li Shimin and Hou Yunye of Lantian who were praised by many people of the Tang Dynasty. He followed the flow of people towards Chang'an City.

The walls of Chang'an City are high and thick, stretching across the horizon, like a giant beast swallowing the sky and the earth.

In Li Qingshan's eyes, he could even see the energy of humanity billowing above Chang'an City, like a giant dragon roaring up to the sky, intimidating all nations.

There was a lot of traffic outside Chang'an City, and people from all directions gathered. Among them were some martial arts experts, as well as some Taoist monks and Buddhist monks who had cultivated themselves.

"When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill hundreds of flowers after they bloom!"

The incense formation soaring into the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is filled with golden armor! "

Suddenly, a faint sound of mosquitoes and flies reached Li Qingshan's ears, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "How come this poem is so familiar?"

Li Qingshan changed his mind and looked up among the crowd. He saw a scholar in white clothes on the bank of the moat, standing in the corner, looking at the crowded Chang'an City with a look of dissatisfaction.

The scholar seemed to be only thirty years old, but there was a sense of sullen resentment about him. Faintly, Li Qingshan seemed to be able to see an evil dragon above the scholar's head, looking at Chang'an City with eager eyes.

"This picture"

An idea flashed in Li Qingshan's mind, and he walked through the crowd and came to the scholar.

He cupped his hands slightly and said, "Brother, I see that you seem to be feeling depressed. I don't know why?"

"Um?"

The scholar was shocked and then came back to his senses.

It seemed that the man had a tall figure and a dignified appearance. Although he had red hair, he had an indescribable heroic spirit, and a good feeling arose in his heart.

"well."

The middle-aged scholar sighed and said, "This brother is so polite! I'll tell you the truth, I'm Huang Chao, a scholar from Caozhou who has practiced hard for many years and failed many times. I feel depressed." , making my brother laugh!"

"Huang Chao, the failed scholar?"

The corners of Li Qingshan's mouth raised, with a strange look on his face.

The Tang Dynasty in this earthly immortal world actually has Huang Chao?

What a coincidence, right?

"The Holy Emperor should treat everyone equally when he holds the imperial examination. I, Huang Chao, have been practicing for many years and I think I am the number one scholar. However, I don't know why I insulted that Lantian Marquis and directly deposed me!"

Huang Chao clenched his palms tightly, his resentment almost turning into substance.

"Do not know why?"

Suddenly, a chuckle came, and a young man with a slender figure, a handsome face, and dressed in brocade clothes walked over, looked at Huang Chao, and said calmly:

"Of course it's because I see that there is something rebellious in the back of your head!".