The Great Tao Chronicle

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At night, the neon lights in the city are like stars, and there are still pedestrians and vehicles going back and forth on the streets in the middle of the night.

The busyness of some people has only ended at this time, and the busyness of others has just begun.

This is a city that never sleeps.

An Qisheng strolled on the street, brushing past pedestrians, his expression was calm, but some waves rose in his heart.

Xuan Xing is not superior to the Long Floating Realm, the Human Dao, and the Myriad Sun Realm.

The wars, chaos, killings, and deaths that have happened in the past will not be less than in other worlds, but after all, in today's Daxuan, there has been no war for a hundred years.

He is well versed in history, and there are few things that Xuanxing does not know in ancient and modern times, so he naturally understands that this peace is not easy to come by.

It's a pity that I have to break this hard-won peace with my own hands...

"The only constant in the world is change itself, and I can't avoid it..."

An Qisheng was deeply moved.

His spiritual practice has reached a very high level, and his various desires and thoughts are all analyzed and fully grasped.

Naturally, he also grasped the changes in his heart.

Just like the monks in Wanyang Realm, they come from the commonplace, but they transcend the commonplace. This is not because they are born ruthless.

But they have gone through a long life, they have experienced too much.

Until later, everything that mortals care about, they no longer care.

This change is not just about the amount of power, but with the improvement of realm, there are fewer and fewer things that can make him care.

He has been in a dream many times, his ease has not changed, and his spirit has not been infected, but after all, there is a change.

Everything he once craved is now at his fingertips, but it has also become a fleeting sight, and it is no longer important in his heart.

When he just awakened the memory of his previous life, all he thought in his mind was to use his knowledge to earn more wealth, to pursue glory, wealth, fame and status.

But now, everything above Xuanxing is at his fingertips, but he has lost that state of mind.

"Where are you going?"

A taxi stopped by, the window rolled down, and a young woman wearing a mask said, "Look, you've been walking on the street for a long time. Where are you going, I'll take you there."

"Well, that's fine too."

An Qisheng glanced at the female driver, opened the door and sat in.

"Where are you going?"

The female driver asked.

"Just go for a walk."

An Qisheng glanced at the female driver, he had no destination at all.

"Have you fallen out of love?"

The female driver shook her head and chatted with An Qisheng while slowly urging the car: "People who have just lost their love are going to die or live, but if you think about it, that's the way it is. As a human being, the most important thing is to be happy. …”

"Loveless?"

An Qisheng was a little dumbfounded, but he remembered An's mother's marriage call along the way.

There is no unfilial immortal in the world, and the gift of childbirth is hard to pay in a lifetime. Although he has thousands of ways to dispel Anmu's thoughts, he still lets her talk.

It's just that he has awakened from the Tao, and it seems that the love and desire in the world has nothing to do with him.

"Isn't it? I took people twice and saw you walking by the side of the road..."

The female driver was very talkative. Although An Qisheng didn't answer, she still talked non-stop: "I see you are familiar, have we met before? I'm not talking up, it's true. Some noodles are cooked..."

"That should have been seen."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

"Hey, don't believe me, my vision is very high."

The female driver glanced at him and sighed mysteriously: "Do you know An Qisheng?"

"Who doesn't know?"

An Qisheng gave her a deep look: "Don't you say he is your classmate?"

"Hey?"

The female driver was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Guess."

An Qisheng pointed to the front and asked her to stop the car.

Although the female driver was a little surprised by An Qisheng's calmness, she still parked the car on the side of the road.

When An Qi gave birth to the car, she rolled down the window: "Aren't you surprised? Many people now call him the **** of the world!"

"He doesn't necessarily like this title. Maybe he wants to be a human more than a god."

After closing the car door, An Qisheng waved to her.

"Weird."

The female driver rolled up the window and just started the car when she suddenly heard someone in the chat group saying that there had been a series of car accidents on Jianshe Road.

It is said that there is a speeding party racing.

"How could it be a construction road?"

The female driver couldn't help being surprised.

If I hadn't picked up this guest just now, wouldn't I be going to Jianshe Road?

Thinking about it, she looked back suddenly, but saw that the street was empty, but after more than ten seconds, the person had already disappeared?

"Old classmate, I hope you can always be happy..."

On the long street, An Qisheng sent his blessings.

He never hides his tracks, but not everyone can see him. This female driver's name is Jia Mengmeng, and she is indeed one of his former classmates.

"Desires, desires, the devil Lao Dan said is the human heart, or the Tao's heart? Human desires? Taoism desires?"

An Qisheng raised his head and looked up at the starry sky, and the criticism that Lao Dan gave him when his dream returned to the Spring and Autumn Period appeared in his heart.

Different from before, at this time he had a vague vision in his heart.

The devil will come from his heart, perhaps, it will be the greatest doom in his life.

There is a demon in the heart, perhaps it is more difficult to deal with than the external calamity.

After staring for a long time, An Qisheng's eyes slowly closed:

"Then, so what?"

Perhaps in the future, this will become a demon that imprisons him, and he will eventually have to change his original intention, but at this time, this is still what he thinks in his heart.

To practice one's own heart, is it the Tao or the devil, what does it matter?

huh~

An Qisheng's thoughts moved, and there seemed to be a wind on the long street.

The cold wind that has not retreated rolled the fallen leaves on the long street into the sky, and accompanied by some dust, it fluttered down.

Let nature be the way, and disobedience shouldn't be a devil!

......

"Fuck!"

Holding the plug, Lin Peng only had this thought left in his mind.

Immediately, he obediently looked at the advertisement. Everyone has done this. Is it too much not to look at the advertisement?

When he saw it, he was stunned.

[Natural selection, the weak eat the strong. Everything that is unchangeable will eventually perish! 】

[Dreamland Public Beta: The three-year closed beta has ended, and a new round of public beta is about to start. 】

[Would you like to join the dream game? You have one and only one chance to choose. 】

【whether】

[Countdown: 7\\\\6\\\\5...]

"Dream game?!"

Lin Peng's eyes widened, and after being shocked, he was ecstatic.

God knows how many people have cheated him and how much tuition he has paid in order to become a dreamer?

At this time, the quality of an old player.

When the one-minute countdown was about to reach zero, he used the hand speed that he had trained for many years, and clicked yes very decisively.

Boom!

The next moment, it was like a cannonball exploded in the face.

Lin Pengkeng didn't make a sound, and fell on his back on the floor, making a muffled sound, and he didn't know the personnel.

And almost in no particular order.

Including Daxuan, almost everyone in more than 200 countries and regions around the world received invitations from Dreamland Games.

Some people were so shocked that they missed the opportunity, while more people chose 'yes'.

......

"Uh......"

Lin Peng faintly woke up, still in a trance.

It wasn't until he saw the antique decorations around him that he suddenly realized that he must have entered a 'dream'.

"This, is this the dream of kingship?"

Without the unfamiliarity and apprehension of coming to Guijing for the first time, Lin Peng was so excited that he jumped up. This kind of realism, where is the game?

It's just another world.

"This is too real!"

Lin Peng touched this and that. He was so excited that he couldn't help thinking about some strategies he had seen before.

huh~

The window paper swayed, and the breeze blew in.

Lin Peng's eyelids flicked, and he saw that the dust on the ground suddenly turned into a large line of characters, a line of words he had never seen before, but he clearly understood its meaning:

【Welcome to Jiufujie】

【Welcome to the Legend of King Power】

[Date: Three thousand three hundred and thirty-two years of royal power. Location: Dafeng Nanliang City, Wangquan Mountain]

[Identity: Introductory disciple of Wang Quandao, with his own martial arts 'Tong Zi Gong' (not practiced), 'Iron Cloth Shirt' (not practiced), 'Dragon Tiger Pure Yang Qi']

[Background: In the spring of the 3,332nd year of Wang Quan, the Taoist Wang Quan who had coerced the world for 3,000 years went to the empty building, and the secrets of the exercises were looted by countless people...

The world has changed drastically, the situation among the seven kingdoms has resurfaced, and the blood in the rivers and lakes has reappeared! 】

[Main Quest: The Mystery of the Disappearance of the Road of Kingship]

"Me, I actually became a beginner disciple of Wang Quandao?!"

Lin Peng read all the introduction word by word, and was both surprised and delighted.

I am happy that I have directly become a disciple of Wang Quandao, but I am shocked that Wang Quandao actually went to the empty building?

"Everyone, come out!"

When Lin Peng was thinking about his situation and how to unfold it, he suddenly heard a loud shouting like a bell.

"What a loud voice!"

Lin Peng was startled, he couldn't help walking to the window and looked out cautiously.

I saw that it was huge and empty, and on the square where the huge Tai Chi map was outlined on the ground, there were many people in the same clothes as myself gathered.

A majestic man stood on the Taoist platform, making a thunderous roar.

"Feng Mingtao, a master of the Earth Ranking?!"

Lin Peng was shocked and recognized who the big man was.

In the past three years, the number of dreamers above Xuanxing has reached one million, and there are many people, so naturally there are no secrets.

In the Dreamers Forum, there are many deeds of experts.

This Feng Mingtao is said to be one of the first batch of dreamers. He has been worshipped by Wangquan Dao very early. He is a master of pictographic boxing. achievement.

It is a great master who is on the Earth Ranking, and it is said that he has condensed his divine veins!

"come out?!"

Above the Taiji Dojo, Feng Mingtao's thick eyebrows stood upright, his anger was bubbling, and he scolded again: "If you don't come out, you will lose your life here!"

This roar is like thunder.

Lin Peng, a dreamer who was hiding in the house, was dizzy, and he didn't dare to escape immediately, so he walked out in a hurry.

"So many newcomers..."

Looking at the dreamers who came out of the houses in Wangquan Road, Feng Mingtao was shocked. It was the first time he saw so many 'new people'.

There are many people and it is messy. It took a long time for the mighty crowd to gather on the square.

Several people led by Feng Mingtao were a little shocked.

It's not that any dreamer can become a disciple of Wangquan Dao as soon as he comes in. It's all random, so many dreamers can come to Wangquan Dao.

It can only be said that the increase in the number of dreamers this time has reached an astonishing level.

"This......"

A dreamer glanced at Feng Mingtao, and after receiving a nod from the latter, he returned to reality under the protection of his companions. This has changed too much and must be reported immediately.

"All right!"

Feng Mingtao scolded, suppressing the noise of thousands of dreamers.

In the excited and shocked eyes of all the dreamers, they swept over them one by one and said, "All those who bring their own three or more martial arts are listed!

Don't think about hiding it, I don't care about the things you brought! No one can rob you of your own martial arts! "

All the newcomers looked at each other.

After a long while, someone stood up after hesitating, but it was Lin Peng, who raised his hand: "Lin Peng, bring his own 'Boy Kung', 'Iron Cloth Shirt', 'Dragon Tiger Pure Yang Qi'... "

"Dragon and tiger pure yang..."

Feng Mingtao's face twitched.

Except for the first few batches of dreamers, every dreamer will have one or three martial arts.

But this built-in is not fixed, but random, with highs and lows.

Dragon-Tiger Pure Yang Qi is a secret manual of internal strength for cultivation after blood exchange. It is of high value.

This kid actually has his own...

After Lin Peng stood up, he also regretted it, because no one seemed to stand up except him.

Another half an hour passed.

Only then did someone walk out, but it was a beautiful woman, she raised her hand: "Jia Mengmeng, with her own 'Tianlong Youxianbu', 'Hanglong Changchun Gong' and 'Taibai Sword Classic'... .."

"What the hell?"

"I sue! The Taibai Sword Scripture?!"

"Is this okay?!"

Hearing the 'Taibai Sword Classic', all the deep dreamers including Feng Mingtao changed their faces, looking at Jia Mengmeng as if they had seen a ghost.

"Taibai Sword Classic? Did you say something wrong?!"

Feng Mingtao stepped down from the Taoist platform and came to Jia Mengmeng, his rough face was full of inconceivable.

Tianlong Youxianbu and Hidden Dragon Changchun Gong are also excellent martial arts, and their level is not inferior to that of the Dragon Tiger Pure Yang Qi~www.readwn.com~ but this is not enough to shock him so much.

But the 'Taibai Sword Classic' is very different.

This is the peerless martial arts left by Li Taibai, the only recognized ancestor of Wangquan Dao, apart from the Wangquan Daoist who founded the faction, and it is called the strongest inheritance of Wangquan Dao together with Taiji Kendo!

"Yes, there shouldn't be..."

Jia Mengmeng was also taken aback, because Feng Mingtao's body was too oppressive.

"......"

Feng Mingtao opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. After a while, he squeezed out a sentence: "Then, congratulations..."

The martial arts that the dreamer comes with cannot be obtained by any means.

Even if the dreamer is willing, unless he thoroughly cultivates this martial art to the highest level, he will not be able to teach it to others at all.

Otherwise, Feng Mingtao doubted whether he would directly choose to ask.

tata tao~

When Feng Mingtao's heart was complicated, suddenly there was a clear drum-like footstep sound.

"Who?!"

He was startled and looked back, only to see Wangquan Road in front of the half-shattered mountain gate.

One person climbed the steps, and before he could see his face, a young voice filled with vicissitudes of life reverberated:

"The wind is blowing away all the wind! Wang Quan, Daoist friend, the little monk thought that your inheritance would last forever..."