The Great Tao Chronicle

"Master!"

Yu Xuan felt a chill in his heart, and cold sweat appeared on his back.

This feeling was so strong that in a trance, it reminded him that before he joined the army as a teenager, he encountered a tiger and was targeted by a tiger.

The trembling from the heart seemed to be much stronger than at the time.

At this moment, even if he could kill the rabbit demon with a single thought, he didn't dare to act rashly.

This is not fear, but a natural reaction of a person after being suddenly frightened, like a civet cat whose tail has been stepped on.

As his thoughts turned, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and looked at the source of his gaze again.

His eyesight is excellent.

In the darkness of night, you can clearly see the young Daoist sitting cross-legged in the mansion in the city.

The Taoist was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, and his appearance was not surprising. Except for his short hair, which was slightly unusual, he couldn't see the slightest difference at all.

Sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, it seems to be integrated with the night void behind him, the emptiness is invisible, and it is almost non-existent in his spiritual sense.

But looking at it with the naked eye, I only felt that this young Taoist was so difficult to ignore.

Its location seems to be the mansion, the wooden city, and even the absolute center of this world!

Divine consciousness cannot perceive it, but it can only be seen by the naked eye!

"Are there experts?"

On the top of the barren mountain outside the city, Lin Qianlong, who was looking at the rabbit demon with interest, raised his brows, and there was a flash of surprise in his narrow eyes.

Before the Taoist opened his eyes, he didn't even notice his existence.

It was incredible for him.

With his realm, where he is, from the high sky to the earth's crust, there is no one that can escape his perception.

Unless, this person's realm is no less than his...

"Ok?"

Bunny, who had already closed his eyes and waited to die, also noticed the strangeness. He looked back blankly, and saw the dust and snow in the mansion surrounded by snow.

The young Taoist who was suspected of plotting against him, had opened his eyes at some point.

Looking at this from a faint.

"This man saved me?"

Thoughts arose in Tuba's mind, and he heard the bald soldier who had almost killed himself with a single knife before speaking.

"I don't know if it's a rabbit raised by a Taoist friend, but this time, it's an offense."

Yu Xuan's voice was dry.

He had to speak, because as time passed, the pressure exerted by that gaze became heavier.

If he didn't want to make a move, he had to speak to break the silence.

"..."

Bunny Bunny just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard this, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood again, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

On the face, there was no sound.

Instead, he slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and raised his mana to restore the densely packed stab wounds on his body that could not heal himself even with his physique.

"The commander of the town army?"

An Qisheng muttered to himself slightly. When the person came to look at him, he was also looking at the bald man with a touch of surprise.

The cultivation of this bald man is not as good as that of the elder brother Lin Baimei of Pingbo Building he had seen before, and it is not as good as that old Confucian scholar Lin Xun.

Compared with Wu Feijing, who was pinched to death by the earth pulse, it is not as good.

But cultivation is not everything.

The physique of this bald man is the strongest he has ever seen in this world. In his eyes, the blood emanating from that big man is like the same day.

In this night, it is extremely dazzling.

Nanzhan practice is extremely prosperous, in which all dharmas coexist, can truly cultivate the body, and there are very few people who kill the Dao.

The most well-known is of course the Great Zhou Army.

"Sect Master, this person is only a figure from the Da Zhou military."

The crowd was either surprised or apprehensive, but Gong Yangyan quietly dissipated the talisman that urged him, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.

It seemed to remind An Qisheng to be careful, but he was actually afraid that he would take action on the bald man.

The Great Zhou military was extremely powerful, and in the huge Great Zhou Dynasty, there were only a few powerful sects comparable.

Easy, no offense.

"I am Yu Xuan, the commander of the town army of Anning Mansion, fellow Daoist, who is it?"

The pressure on his body went away a little, but Yu Xuan's mind became more and more solemn, and he thought about it, but he couldn't think of such a master in Anning Mansion.

For a while, I forgot about the rabbit demon who quietly retreated from one side.

"Killing Martial Arts, Da Zhou Body Cultivation..."

An Qisheng cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart, glanced at the bald man, and asked: "Have the Zhencheng army always be so overbearing?"

His voice was neither high nor low, and there was no joy or anger.

Hearing this, Yu Xuan's heart tightened, and he quickly held back the throbbing in his heart, and responded in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"This monster, who built a city in the mountains, is full of refugees. It has never hurt anyone, and it protects one side. Even if it doesn't work, you should always ask a question or two."

An Qisheng glanced at Rabbit Eight, who was dripping blood all over his body. The Rabbit Demon was almost killed by this knife.

In fact, in his original destiny, he died today, outside this wooden city.

"Humans and monsters have different paths, and there is nothing wrong with killing them."

Yu Xuan raised his hand and received a large blade of light, with a hint of coldness in his tone: "Your Excellency is a true Taoist practitioner who has condensed into a great elixir, you should know it."

In the immortal realm, there are differences between humans and monsters, and there is a deep hatred between them. It is not a day or two.

"But you represent the Great Zhou Emperor Court..."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

In my heart, I really felt the huge gap between humans and demons.

The attitude of the Great Zhou Emperor Court, in a sense, represents the attitude of the human race in this world.

"Da Zhou Fadu, killing demons is the work."

Yu Xuan glanced at the flustered Mucheng, and his tone softened a bit, but he didn't feel that he was wrong: "As for the refugees in this city.

After all, they are just refugees! "

His tone was cold, but his meaning was very clear.

Under the laws of Da Zhou, the refugees were not regarded as the citizens of Da Zhou. Those who lived in the mountains could be regarded as bandits.

He didn't think that as long as the refugees were kept in captivity in the mountains, it would be considered a merit.

"Refugee..."

An Qisheng sighed, but no longer asked him, but looked outside the city: "Daoist friends outside the city, why don't you show up and see?"

"hehe."

After a chuckle, Lin Qianlong also came from the sky, his long and narrow eyes turned, looking at An Qisheng, full of curiosity:

"Raising refugees in captivity in the mountains, not to mention demons, even you have sins!"

He came in the air, his words were flat, but his breath was fierce and cold, with the coldness that annihilated the world:

"If I guessed correctly, Your Excellency, it seems that it should be from the mixed clan that was destroyed by the murderer?"

Lin Qianlong has an excellent memory, and he knows far more information than Yu Xuan.

At a glance, he recognized Gong Yangyan with a wary face.

This one is suspected to be the only survivor who escaped from Ascension.

"good."

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Gong Yangyan's complexion changed, but An Qisheng nodded, never denying or changing his color, only asked:

"Your Excellency, it must be from Jing Yesi."

The Great Zhou Dynasty divided the sects to govern the world, and the officials of the sects were not completely indulgent.

Jing Ye Si, called the night parade, is actually used by Da Zhou to monitor the world's sects.

Otherwise, it would not be called the first violent institution of the Great Week.

"Hunyi Gate was built by a disciple who betrayed Pingbo Tower seven hundred years ago. It was built on the 'Shouyang Mountain' as a symbol, and it was destroyed by others a few months ago.

The previous sect master had seventeen disciples, and the youngest was named Hongxuan. The talent is average, and he entered the Dao and cultivated himself. On the eve of the annihilation, he said that he went to the mountains to find medicine to save the master, but he has never returned..."

Lin Qianlong's eyes were faint, and his tone was cold with a touch of undisguised questioning:

"Come and tell my lord, where are you on the day that the sect was destroyed? Why did your cultivation level make rapid progress?"

Jing Yesi's supervision of the world is not an empty phrase.

However, for any sect that undertakes the Great Zhou decree to open a sect, all kinds of information are recorded in the book, and there will be changes every time there is a change.

This change includes the breakthrough of realm.

Any sect cultivator, once condensed into a great elixir, needs to report to the Great Zhou and be recorded by Jing Yesi.

This is also called 'grant seal'.

Under Da Zhou's law, it is impossible to pass through various state capitals without a 'luo', and it is not protected by Da Zhou, and the status is equivalent to a refugee. Even if he is killed, Jing Yesi will not pay attention.

The previous mixed door was an orthodox Taoist door with a 'grant box', and all matters in the door were naturally reported.

Lin Qianlong remembered clearly that the Daoist Hongxuan a few months ago had only entered the Dao cultivation base.

In just a few months, condensing pills is amazing, let alone gold condensing?

At this time, although the aura of this Daoist Hongxuan was weak, there was actually some threat in his induction.

How to make him not suspicious?

huh~

The cold wind rolled back and blew away the dust that had not fallen.

Gong Yangyan's complexion changed, and he couldn't help but look back at his sect master, thinking of all these days, he couldn't help but squeak.

But then he shook his head again.

Not to mention other things, just that one 'Myriad Laws and Four Calamities Heart Holy Art' has surpassed all the inheritances.

"call!"

The air flowed, and the other masters of the town army who had captured the spirit monsters in the mountains and forests also returned, and vaguely surrounded Mucheng.

Rabbit Hachi, who had quietly landed in the wooden city, suddenly changed color.

The few people who were surrounded by secrets actually exuded the aura of a great Dan, although it was not as strong as that of the bald man.

But they are all masters of Martial Dao Condensing Pill!

He was horrified, and he never dreamed that An Ning Mansion would have such a big battle for his own sake.

Especially the black-robed youth who called himself the master of Jing Yesi.

Although the breath is contained but not released, it seems to be much stronger than that bald man!

"This lord!"

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"The world is vast, and there are all kinds of opportunities. Although Jing Yesi has a high position and authority, he didn't force him to ask the secret reason of his sect?!"

An Qisheng glanced at Gong Yangyan, the little old man was trembling, but rarely did he admit it.

"Reasonable?"

Hearing this, Lin Qianlong laughed loudly, his voice was full of grimness, but how could there be any smile?

boom!

The wind blows in the sky, like a thunderbolt.

Lin Qianlong was hunting in his clothes, his hair was dancing wildly, and he was far away in the air. As soon as he stepped on it, a rolling thunder flashed out of thin air!

They are intertwined vertically and horizontally with each other, and when they step on each other, it is like a turbulent river flowing down, just in an instant, shaking the mountains, the heaven and the earth here.

"In the prison, let's talk about the truth!"