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Chapter 227: Supreme Dao, Immortal Monarch Xuanqing

Taishangdao, Xuanqingtian

This is the famous Immortal Cave in Taoism. The spiritual mountain is vast and majestic, as if it is about to leap up into the sky. Dragons and tigers are entrenched, the roots are intertwined, and the purple air is steaming.

In the mountains, there are endless inspirations, divine flowers blooming, strange trees swaying, longevity deer and fairy foxes appearing, spiritual birds and black cranes flying, on the clean stone platform, unicorn beasts lie alone, amidst the auspicious clouds, colorful luan's soar.

In the beautiful water of Lingshan Mountain, there are well-organized buildings, beautiful buildings, towers and pavilions, surrounded by mountains and forests. A majestic golden tower stands among them, blooming with fairy light and auspicious clouds, faintly guarded by thousands of dragon mountains.

Between the golden towers, there is nothingness, only endless ethereal light, and only a ninth-grade green lotus floating in the air, with wisps of fresh air hanging down.

On the green lotus throne, there is a person sitting cross-legged. The clear air is steaming, the sky is filled with divine clouds, dragons are flying and phoenixes are dancing, the longevity turtles are vomiting auspiciousness, the auspicious lin is receiving the air, the purple air is coming from the east, the golden light is coming from the west, the five-color fairy light is shining, and the seven-color divine rainbow is horizontal.

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Many wonderful appearances and endless Dharma methods are presented one after another, mysterious and mysterious, like the divine sounds of heaven and earth, and like the treasure songs of the great road. They surround the Taoist who is wearing a plain white Taoist robe, with white beard and hair, and a face as smooth as a baby. He is sitting with floating dust in his hands, rumbling.

ring.

This is the Supreme Taoist who attained the truth and attained the free and easy position of immortality. Xuanqing Immortal, the first true successor of the Taishang Tao today, is the biological father of Zhao Junxian.

"Um!"

In the dark, something seemed to be touching, and the Taoist immortal slowly opened his eyes. The world, all things, the sun, the moon, the stars, the yin and yang, and many magnificent scenes passed by in a flash. However, the next moment, many visions converged, and the vastness

The divine light is missing.

This golden palace suddenly showed its original appearance. The floor was paved with jade beads, and there were many red pillars. Above the 108-layered red rhinoceros, there was the ninth-grade green lotus throne where the Taoist sat cross-legged.

After the Taoist left the state of enlightenment, he frowned slightly, then pinched his fingers for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared on his plain face,

"I see!"

"Is Renliu here?"

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Following this man's call, a mighty and powerful god in golden armor suddenly appeared in the golden palace.

"Can my son be at the mountain gate?"

The Taoist asked warmly.

"Reporting to the master, senior brother is currently meditating in the mountain gate!"

The god general replied with a respectful expression.

"Shan, call him here!"

"Here!"

The divine general took the order, turned into a golden divine light, and disappeared into the golden palace. Not long after, a heroic young man stepped into the golden palace and asked the Taoist on the lotus platform,

"Father, why are you looking for me?"

"You accepted a disciple outside the mountain gate?"

Immortal Lord Xuanqing asked.

"yes."

Zhao Junxian was startled, but he quickly reacted.

"It's just a name note. I didn't teach him any profound techniques, only the Taoist secrets he used to build his foundation!"

"Remember? Good!"

Daojun Xuanqing nodded,

"Someone wants to steal your name as a disciple, how do you deal with it?"

"Steal my disciple?"

Zhao Junxian frowned. Since he handed over Daozang to the child from Donghua Prefecture, he naturally planned to go back and take a look at it after a while. If his character was suitable, he would take it back to the mountain gate.

"It's not a forceful approach, but an opportunity to lure him. Your disciple seems to be moved."

"Father please make the decision for your child!"

Hearing this, Zhao Junxian still didn't understand. The person who fell in love with his named disciple was probably not an ordinary person, otherwise he wouldn't have alarmed his father.

"There's no rush. Let's wait until your disciple gets the opportunity."

"What kind of opportunity is it?"

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"



"I am the Prime Minister of the Zhong family in Jiangyin, Xizhou, Zhong Jiangliang!"

"Um!"

Seeing the disciples from the aristocratic family coming out to pay homage to him, Feng Bingwen responded with a smile and nodded.

After he came out of the Ghost King's library, he did not leave, but waited here for the opening of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

When he came out of the Ghost King's Palace, Zhan Taisiyu, who had suffered a tragic defeat at his hands, invited him to a banquet. Because he was bored in his spare time, Feng Bingwen agreed.

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Then there is the scene before us. The people sitting at this banquet are all energetic, high-spirited, or bright and gorgeous boys and girls. They come from the practicing families around Qingmang Mountain. Most of them are from Daqian, and Some come from neighboring countries of Daqian.

These are all invited by Zhan Tai Siyu, and are among the best dumplings in their respective families. They are among the best young figures in the Daqian spiritual world.

However, Feng Bingwen raised his head and looked down. At this time, there was a pair of young men in the field who were both extraordinary and confident. They were fighting with each other.

One of the young men cast a spell, opened his mouth and spat out, and a torrent of flames as bright as red clouds fell down. In an instant, the place where he stood was burned to a layer of scorch.

In an instant, there was only a piece of pure land supported by the magic weapon at the feet of the young man who was fighting with him. Although it could still hold up, the signs of defeat were already evident.

Seeing this scene, the proud men of the aristocratic families who were sitting on both sides to watch the battle began to discuss one after another. Some looked relaxed, while others looked solemn and fearful.

"I heard that this king-like physique was incompatible with the "Jiuchuan Meridian Diagram" handed down by his family. His family specially found a volume of "Red Fire Danxia Volume" for him. I heard that it was only a fragment. I didn't expect that there was such a volume. Such mighty power."

"I heard that he has cultivated thirty-six red clouds of fire spirit energy, surpassing the direct descendants of the master's family, so he is qualified to represent the Wang family at this banquet!"

"Thirty-six paths? Judging from his vague ideas and no sign of perfection, I'm afraid he can double the amount of true energy he has refined. By then, won't he be able to evolve into a third-grade pulse?"

"Third grade? Haha, I'm afraid it's a bit confusing. The volume of "Red Fire Danxia Volume" he compiled is a residual scripture."

"If he succeeds in cultivating it, he will be the next chief messenger of the Wang family."

The vague conversation came from below and was caught by Feng Bingwen. As a result, Feng Bingwen's expression became even more bored. Then Zhan Taisiyu told him that those attending this banquet were all elites from aristocratic families. The proud son of heaven.

As a result, what are all these things? He sat at the top and could see clearly that Wang Ban was considered to be an upper-middle level among the proud men of these aristocratic families. However, his potential has not yet been fully explored. Give him time, he can Become the top figure among this group of people, but thirty-six true qi?

It's no wonder that when he appeared, the ghost king kindly invited him to help sharpen his nephew. He hangs out with this group of so-called geniuses from aristocratic families every day. Who knows what Zhan Taisiyu's mentality will become.

"Brother Dao, I know you have an extraordinary background, but you must not underestimate them."

It seemed that because the expression on Feng Bingwen's face was too obvious, Zhantai Siyu, who was surrounded by many aristocratic families and surrounded like stars, saw Feng Bingwen's expression and immediately sent a message.

"Um!"

Feng Bingwen responded lightly. He didn't look down on these people either. However, all the people from these aristocratic families could not cultivate more Qi than he alone. It was really impossible to play together, listen to them talk, and interact with each other.

He felt a little embarrassed by the flattery.

"With their qualifications and perseverance, if they had the same background as us, I'm afraid they wouldn't be any weaker than us, and they might even be one or two better than us."

"..."

Feng Bingwen couldn't tell. This guy was clearly still unconvinced. He felt that the reason why he lost was because he felt that his background was not as good as his.

This guy's Ah Q spirit is playing well.

"you're right!"

What else can be said? Of course Feng Bingwen agrees with him. Everything is determined by birth. This is especially true in the world of spiritual practice, and it is even more cruel.

Few people can achieve achievements beyond their origins, and such people often have to work ten times a hundred times, and even add indispensable luck.

But even so, some people are born with the achievements they have achieved through hard work, or even better.

This is the truth, but Feng Bingwen knew that he was not from the same family as the children of these aristocratic families. He found a few people from the aristocratic families who liked him, gave them some pointers, and then left in the awe-filled eyes of these people.

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The sons of the aristocratic family are not fools. Observing words and emotions is something they have been able to do since childhood. Just look at the attitude of the young king who was trained by the Ghost King himself. They know what to do. They have a clear idea of ​​what to do.

Naturally, Feng Bingwen, who left, would not care about the thoughts of those aristocratic families, although he also felt that many of them had far greater perseverance and resilience than he did.

But the world is so helpless. Even if these people are tied together, they are not enough for him to fight with one hand, even if they are in the same realm.

Out of boredom, Feng Bingwen simply went into seclusion in this Wuding Ghost Kingdom. He did not have any strict requirements for the cultivation environment, and any Qi belonging to the Five Elements could be used. Yin Qi, death Qi, and evil Qi were also included in the Five Elements.

As a result, Feng Bingwen began the longest retreat in his life, which lasted for ten days. Only after being disturbed by the ghost maid sent by the Ghost King did he leave the practice.

"What's the matter?"

After ten days of seclusion, Feng Bingwen felt that his magic power had significantly increased and was running more smoothly. He was in a good mood and looked at the ghost maid who was not popular at all.

"Sir, the king has obtained the qualification for you to travel to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands!"

"So fast?"

Feng Bingwen was a little surprised.

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are about to begin."

At this time, the ghost maid's hands collapsed. On her palm, a palm-sized token appeared. Mountains and rivers were engraved on it. A vast scene of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers was reflected in a small space. Two cloud seals were engraved on the back.

, "Tai Xuan".

"Is this the qualification to enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

Feng Bingwen picked up the token and looked at it carefully, feeling that it contained a mighty power.

"You hold this token, and when the time comes, this token will automatically send you to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands."

"Um!"

Feng Bingwen nodded and saw that the ghost king had no intention of meeting him, so he held the token and returned to the day of retreat. Less than five days after he meditated, the token was placed in front of him.

The cards will change.

I saw countless dazzling lights flowing out of the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on the front of the token, and then evolved into a vast world of mountains and rivers, and then suddenly sucked Feng Bingwen into it.

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