The Great Tao Chronicle

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The construction of a Taoist temple does not take much time, especially for the special affairs bureau.

With an order from the White Tiger, in the middle of the winter and the twelfth lunar month, after the heavy snowfall, in just one week, a Taoist temple with three entrances in front and back, covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters, has been erected in Li Qingyuan's eyes.

Yiying Taoist temple facilities were delivered as soon as possible, so An Qisheng didn't need any effort.

"Please check the chief!"

In the icy cold wind, the young man wearing only overalls stood up straight, and his every move showed the style of a soldier.

Behind him, many people also stood neatly, looking at An Qisheng with indelible curiosity in their eyes.

These young people are all reserve talents of the special affairs bureau, all-round talents who can do all kinds of things, and each of them has also cultivated internal boxing and military fighting skills, which can be said to be elite first-class.

"Thanks for your hard work."

An Qisheng stood in front of the Taoist temple and nodded slightly.

He underestimated Baihu's determination to "send the God of Plague". In this cold winter and twelfth lunar month, he sent people to take it hard.

"This is true, this is true..."

Li Qingyuan kept shaking his head, quite incredible.

The Taoist temple doesn't need to be so magnificent, but he was still amazed that it rose from the ground in such a few days. This is not building a building. The Taoist temple is not big, but there are many facilities inside.

The red walls and yellow tiles, the glazed brick paving, and the pattern carvings are all available. It can be seen that An Qisheng has nothing to be picky about.

"This pattern is carved with swordsmanship, and the price is not small."

Li Qingyuan touched the carved lines and sighed slightly:

"In recent years, the popular theory that martial arts is useless, but it really should be shown to them."

Compared with this Taoist temple, his own Taoist temple separated by a mountain, even if it has been repaired, is far from being comparable. He has rarely envied others in his life, but at this time, he is also somewhat envious.

"Every skill has its function, and it is not omnipotent. It only depends on one's personal cultivation, and nothing else. This hand-carving craft alone can be eaten in the world."

An Qisheng stroked the railing with his palm, feeling the lines.

He didn't care how much the Special Affairs Bureau paid, but they didn't dare to think so.

In the eyes of Bai Hu and the others, they just 'invited' An Qisheng out without any snacks or energy, fearing that it will leave a trace of displeasure in his heart.

Otherwise, An Qisheng has not stipulated the construction period, why must start the construction in this cold winter and twelfth lunar month?

It is nothing more than made for An Qisheng to see.

"Having said that, there are very few people who have perseverance. More people are half-hearted, three minutes of heat, surging at night, wake up and brush their teeth and wash their faces."

Li Qingyuan shook his head, and was about to leave with his hands behind his back: "Come on, I'll take a look at it. I'll stay for a while. I'm old and my mind is small. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night if I watch too much."

An Qisheng smiled dumbly and sent him out. Before he left, Li Qingyuan glanced at the altar on the Taiji texture in the center of the Taoist temple:

"Friend An, what are you going to do with this...'Zombie King'?"

This was the purpose of his following this time. He inadvertently saw the video on the Internet. In addition to being shocked, he was also worried.

To be a neighbor with such a tyrannical monster is no less than sleeping with a nuclear warhead. No matter who is holding the button, his heart is always a little uneasy.

He couldn't figure out how the Special Affairs Bureau would give this monster to An Qisheng, even if he stepped out of the way to see God, it was too dangerous.

"It's just making the most of it."

An Qisheng did not speak out, for fear of scaring the old man.

But he also knew that he was worried, and calmly said: "The Daoist does not need to be afraid that he will get out of trouble, if he does get out of trouble, whether it is close to Chi Chi or far away, it will be the same for you. ."

".......I can rest assured that."

Li Qingyuan was a little speechless at first, but thinking about the tyranny of the "zombie king" in the video, he had to admit it.

If he really got out of trouble, in front of him, or in Antarctica, it doesn't seem to make any difference.

There were too many questions in his heart, but he didn't say anything more. He shook his head and left An Qisheng's Taoist temple, and An Qisheng watched him go away.

Then turn around and go back to the Taoist Temple.

Li Qingyuan stepped on the snow and walked through the col, and looking back, he only felt that the Taoist temple and the mountain were perfectly integrated, and the feng shui aura around was extremely harmonious.

It seems that it is not man-made construction, but the creation of heaven and earth.

"See above God..."

Li Qingyuan recited it silently in his heart, and it was like a dream.

The young man who once asked himself whether there really was a practice in the world, but now, just a few years later, has embarked on the same path as Lao Tzu, Sakyamuni, Peng Zu, Chen Tuan...etc. Roads that have never been set before.

His heart was far from being as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

"Master of Heaven..."

As if seeing the sun again, Zhu Shang opened his eyes again, and saw An Qisheng, who was carving an unknown statue of himself in the stream of light and shadow.

It doesn't seem to be any different from before, I have to say that it is different, but he has changed into a Taoist robe, with Tai Chi in the front and gossip robes in the back.

Up to now, he still can't believe that he was involved in such a strange Jedi, and he actually met the first-generation old master who opened the Taiji Dojo.

According to legend, the source of all the supernatural powers of the later generations of the human race came from him?

'What does he want to do? ’

As soon as he woke up, Zhu Shang realized that something was wrong, and his own power was rapidly disappearing.

This land of absolute spirituality is devouring his inspiration all the time, causing him to consume unimaginable power in every move, but at this moment, the degree of his power disappearing is ten times faster!

This feeling of being swallowed up alive made Zhu Shang struggle, but no matter how he struggled, it was as if he had grown into this altar, unable to move.

Zhu Shang's awakening did not disturb An Qisheng at all.

His mind was condensed, and he pointed like a knife, slowly carving this top-level 'white marble' that the Special Affairs Bureau took a lot of effort to get.

His carving is different from any international master of carving, because to a certain extent he is not carving, but 'drawing talismans', the 'talisms' of talismans.

Sa Wuling is the master of the Tao of 'Fu Lu' for millions of years in the human world. This is evident from the fact that the 'Fu Lu' drawn by him has gone through a long period of time and experienced the replacement of the universe without losing his inspiration.

If the disciple is like this, the teacher is naturally not bad.

An Qi's attainments born above the talisman were not as high as Sa Wuling, but not too low.

At this time, he was sculpting his own **** statue with the extremely profound talisman painting method, and his power naturally came from all the sorrows.

A complete talisman requires the four major processes of 'absorption', 'storage', 'operation' and 'release'.

But in Xuanxing, not to mention other things, the first level of 'absorption' alone will not pass. Therefore, all the talismans that Xuanxing has passed down through the ages, it is impossible for them to have extraordinary power.

Heaven and earth are extremely spiritual, and there is no ingestion. None of the four major processes of 'absorption', 'storage', 'operation' and 'release' can be achieved. How can Fu Lu talk about Xiucheng?

Mourning!

This 'zombie king', who was born with resentment and has a potential that surpasses the emperor's ten cruelties, is the best before his 'Qi seed' has not replaced the Xuanxing magnetic field, and his inner martial artist has become a 'Qi practitioner'. energy source.

Of course, it needs to go through the conversion of the altar of "required".

roar~~~

In the low roar of Zhu Shang, An Qisheng pointed to the dragon and snake, and the speed was extremely fast, where there was a rustling sound, and a thick layer of stone powder accumulated on the ground.

When Zhu Shang's eyes were congested and almost burst, An Qisheng slowly stopped.

huh~

He opened his mouth and blew, and the huge breath swept the stone dust and dust like a gust of wind, turning into a long gray dragon and throwing it outside the Taoist temple.

Looking at it again, the huge white marble pier on that side has been carved into a statue.

The statue seemed to be a gray-haired old man, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his five hearts facing the sky, and a long sword on his knees.

"you......."

Zhu Shang let out a neigh, only to feel that there was an indifferent and distant atmosphere on the stone statue, as vast as the sky, as vast as mountains, seas and stars.

The artistic conception is far-reaching, and he has seen any statues he has seen from a distance.

Even if he is sealed, his eyesight is not comparable to that of ordinary people. At a glance, he can see that there are countless talisman textures engraved in this statue.

These innumerable talismans are connected to each other, spinning like living creatures, as if they are swallowing the invisible aura between heaven and earth.

No, it's swallowing its own power!

"Kill if you want, what do you want to do?!"

Zhu Shang roared out, but found that he could already speak, and was about to pour out his anger, when he saw the **** statue suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him indifferently.

hum~

At the same time, an inaudible, thunder-like sound of sword chirping exploded in his heart!

In the next moment, Zhu Shang's heart pounded wildly.

I only felt that my strength was like opening a floodgate to release the flood, and was madly swallowed by this altar.

"what!"

The pain of being sucked out alive is unimaginable, Zhu Shang only felt that his blood and bone marrow were sucked out by someone.

Unprecedented, I felt a great sense of emptiness, like being completely drained.

I couldn't help but scream.

The sound waves were like thunder, blasting the snow, and Li Qingyuan, who was reading the forum from his own nest in his room, shivered a few miles away, and almost dropped his phone on the ground.

This cry was too strange, like a sharp stone slicing through the glass at high speed, and like thousands of female cats calling Chun at the same time, it gave him goosebumps.

"What's that sound?"

When Li Qingyuan shivered, he got up and opened the door. Looking up, he could only feel that the wind and clouds were gathering in the distance, dark clouds were rolling, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

Count nine cold days actually thunder?

Li Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to think, then shook his head and closed the door.

huh~

Just a moment later, the screams of Zhu Shang disappeared, his face was pale, and he was re-sealed by the altar.

At the same time, the winter thunder that exploded in the sky also dissipated.

Zhu Shang's physique is far more tyrannical than anyone in Xuan Xing, and his aura is too strong, even this mountain, this Taoist temple is built according to the 'avoidance Feng Shui formation' calculated by Bai Hu using 'Ying Long'. , but could not hide it.

It's still An Qisheng's timing is just right, otherwise, even if it is a few seconds late, the mountain will be submerged by lightning.

Although he was not afraid, he was afraid of scaring his neighbors.

"This loss is too great..."

Looking at the stone statue of Daoist Wangquan who closed his eyes again, An Qisheng also frowned slightly, feeling a little frightened.

This altar of "response to any request" will only be called a "replacement balance" when it is exchanged with other realms, and there will be a saying of "one hair on me, one hair on you".

That is to say, the replacement that takes place in the same world will not reveal the world coordinates, and there will be no loss. It is extremely fair to exchange a cent for a cent, and a cent for a cent.

This is the result of An Qisheng's countless sacrifices in the human world.

But in Xuanxing, it was different.

This 'sacrifice', the loss was huge, beyond his imagination. Once the power flowed out of Zhu Shang's body, it began to leak wildly, not even one-tenth of the income, not even one percent!

Just like being in a black hole, any ray of light that appears will disappear at an unimaginable speed!

He also thought that the power of Zhu Shang was enough for him to 'carve' two statues. At this time, it seemed that if he did not want to 'sacrific' Zhu Shang completely, he could only temporarily keep this statue of the 'Royal Daoist'. .

It doesn't seem like a normal passage....

An Qisheng's eyes flashed for a moment, and he cut off the thought again. His eyes fell on the statue of the 'Wangquan Daoist'. After transforming in response to requests, after instilling the power of all sorrows, this statue has a faint presence. somewhat popular.

Vaguely, there is already a bit of the weather in the Jiufujie.

"Can it be done?"

Looking at this statue, An Qisheng thought about it, and then smiled: "It will be successful or not, after all, we will know after trying it..."

While whispering to himself, An Qisheng took a step forward and tapped his finger between the eyebrows of the Statue of King Power.

The tyrannical divine will that has already condensed into a 'sacred flower' is like a flood of opening gates, pouring out, and through the transmission of this finger, it submerged into this somewhat popular 'Statue of King Power'.

hum~

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time, and An Qisheng's spirit suddenly shook.

'Opening my eyes', I saw a sea of ​​talismans as vast as a starry sky. Countless talismans flowed along an unpredictable trajectory, revolving around a 'white' light ball.

The ~www.readwn.com~ surrounded by countless talismans is nothing but the world coordinates of the 'Long Floating World'.

"Long Floating World..."

An Qisheng's mind moved slightly, and he could already feel a lot of information contained in that ball of light.

"The ancestors are forever, the king's power is forever..."

"Only there is no competition, so all things cannot compete with it... My kingship has been established for thousands of years, that's all!"

"The patriarch has an order that no one in my royal power and sect is allowed to ascend. Li Taibai, how can you disobey the patriarch even if you become five spirits and three flowers gather on the top?  …"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I didn't have to be born two thousand years earlier, and when I met the ancestor, you didn't know my intentions, I didn't know my heart..."

......

That's what countless people have said, said, and thought about their idols for three thousand years.

That's his, Wang Quandao!