In the territory of the Tang Dynasty, an old Taoist who had been sticking to the "right path" for many years, never going crazy or going evil paths, finally shone with a trace of orthodox Taoist rhyme.

The little monk who was beating the wooden fish looked at the Buddhist scriptures at hand strangely, and seemed to see the mist flowing above.

A long trace broke into the sky.

The true Tao penetrates out of the crack and begins to return to this long-awaited world.

The swaying eyes continued to shine with unparalleled stars.

It seems that there is an infinite world, in which it rotates in birth and death.

The evil that was entangled in the eyes of Posway had been cut off by a sword.

It is returned to the original most authentic Buddhist treasure.

Cao Zhe walked up Lingshan step by step. Although the Buddhas on the mountain had not yet died, they could only bow their heads deeply in the sound of Cao Zhe's footsteps.

They had been jealous of Cao Zhe.

Even though they were in their eyes, those who were seriously guilty were stepping into their most holy holy mountain, they still did not dare to speak out and dared not resist any more.

The Great Dark Tathagata fell into the ruins not far away and coughed up a few mouthfuls of dark blood. The light in his eyes jumped back and forth between light and darkness.

A trace broke open in the sky.

As the most powerful Buddhist practitioner in this world, the "right result" in his body is affecting his thinking that has been delayed by evil for five hundred years.

Cao Zhe held Possus' eyes again.

"From now on, you are my eyes!" Cao Zhe said to Possio Eye.

The swaying eyes flashed twice, and then it seemed to be emitting a feeling of joy.

Cao Zhe put his swaying eyes into his sleeves, then swung his sleeves down the mountain.

"When you have time, you can walk on the Lingshan Mountain and use a sword to cut the sky gate open. If there are no evil gods and Buddhas, it will be a good time on earth."

Cao Zhe said casually and laughed a few times.

Stepping out of the Buddha's blood river.

I was just seeing Sha Wujing, who was practicing evil spirits and martial arts.

He took another step and saw Zhu Wugui and Sun Wukong cooperated with each other, but he was in the 80,000-mile high mountain country, making him prosperous.

In the third step, Cao Zhe crossed Yumen Pass and returned to the Tang Dynasty.

It took several months to come and worked step by step.

When he returned, he was as fast as a meteor, following the trace of the sky, warding against the wind all the way without any obstacles.

The world is still full of evil spirits.

But it is no longer a unique evil path, but a narrow gap has been torn apart.

Under the gap, the world is normal for vicissitudes.

"But I don't know how to promote evil martial arts."

"In the Tang Dynasty today, everyone has begun to practice martial arts."

"The appearance of the trace of the sky will make the transformation of evil energy more convenient and easier."

"But, after all, he still didn't catch the source of evil and was hidden by him."

"But... since it wants to avoid me, it only dares to make plans in secret, but does not dare to conflict head-on. It is very likely that it is not good at head-on confrontation."

"The next time I find it, it will be when it completely disappears." Cao Zhe thought to himself, but instead of returning to Chang'an, he began to see if Li You and the civil and military officials in Chang'an City had good execution of the instructions given to him.

The sky was always foggy and hazy.

But Cao Zhe's sword cut a long scar.

Through the traces of the sky, people can see the dark clouds and evil spirits covering the blue sky behind it, which has been missing for five hundred years.

A considerable number of the many rivers in the Tang Dynasty have long been attacked by evil storms and have become unusable sources of water.

However, since Cao Zhe evolved into the gods, and transformed into the gods in the sky and underground, and changed the evil into evil, some of the waters of the rivers became clearer.

Gradually, many creatures living in the river have lost their originally disgusting appearance.

Although it is still very powerful and has unique abilities, it is no longer an "inedible" thing.

For warriors, it is a great supplement to the practice.

Looking along the Han River, a tributary of the Yangtze River, to the plains along the river.

A tiny tributary of the Han River, beside the Jing River, there is a rough fortress standing on the endless fertile field.

During the 500th year of the Tang Dynasty, except for those important towns and cities.

Small towns are mostly in the form of fortresses.

The people living in the fortress are both civilians and soldiers.

Even a little baby of five or six years old is likely to pick up his weapons when necessary, and go to a specific area to wait to fight against the evil beasts that are rushing from the wild.

Of course, since Cao Zhe brought about changes, people's living environment has improved a lot.

"The gentleman from the martial arts hall said that he would take us out of the city to seize evil in a few days."

"Only when we truly integrate into the first basic evil of humanity, we have entered the threshold of martial arts practice." A young man squatted in a thick wall of bricks and stones, looking at the rice fields in the distance through the small holes.

In a short while, it will be the season for a bumper harvest.

In the past, harvesting rice every year was a disaster of blood and fire.

This year may be different.

Even in the rice fields, some animals are moving.

Their eyes that had never been red also made the surveillance boy feel a little relieved.

"Yes! Brother Zhuzi! What are you planning to blend into the first evil aura?"

"I've heard that the best basic humanitarian evil spirit here is the scissors evil."

"After using the axe evil and the fire evil, it can be combined into the hundreds of craft evil. It is not only practical, but also has good combat capabilities." Another young man said in the small guardrail next to the boy.

"I'm different, I want to find the sword evil!"

"Use sword evil as my first evil spirit. In the future, I will specialize in martial arts and become a powerful evil spirit warrior." The young man who spoke first said.

In another pit, the mature 'teenager' suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two teenagers.

"Be careful, it seems that someone is approaching."

"Look carefully, is it an evil corpse?" the mature boy quickly reminded.

As soon as these words were spoken, the boys in the pits in the guardrail showed a look of horror.

Although they were strictly squatting at their posts, they were trembling slightly.

For ordinary small towns, even the most common evil corpse is an extremely terrible disaster.

The evil corpse is invulnerable to swords and guns, and has infinite strength. It can also infect corpse poison and has endless physical strength.

If ordinary people meet, they will probably only die.

Often, a single evil corpse can turn an entire city into ruins.

Afterwards, the court could only send corpse-carrying people who were good at fire and thunder to clean up the endgame.

The entire city full of poisonous corpses and evil corpses was completely burned to white ground.

The teenagers were quite calm.

But not all are so calm.

Some of them could not hold back and shot arrows into the direction of the figure.

Although he could only shoot twenty steps away from the arrow, he was still a very long distance away from the man.

The bell was ringing, and more professional militias began to gather from all over the city, and then replaced the teenagers' positions.

"Wait... His eyes are not red!"

"It's not an evil corpse!" said a sharp-eyed boy.

"Hey...he looks so familiar, it seems to have seen it somewhere." said another young man.
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