Chapter 130 Daozu, the three saints of the human race!
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How can it be!
In addition, several young men in white robes who had been watching the battle with a cold eye were suddenly shocked. This young man's physical body was actually able to withstand the sharp edge of the half-step traceless treasure weapon, and the sharp edge driven by their inner family's true energy, which was evolving towards sword energy.
Sharp sword energy.
Could it be that he is a descendant of Buddhism and Taoism?
"presumptuous!"
Several people scolded angrily, and as they thought, several long swords were unsheathed behind them.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The same sword-controlling technique is just that several young men in white robes have different understandings of it, so they can display it in various ways.
But even if they are different, they are still the same. Su Qinian flicked his fingers, and the half-step traceless sword that was caught broke with a click. He shot like light, curled his fingers and flicked several long swords that came at him.
Suddenly it screamed and broke, falling to the ground.
puff!
Several young men in white robes groaned almost at the same time, vomiting blood and looking pale.
The natal sword was destroyed and they were seriously injured.
"Walk!"
Su Qi young shouted, and the group ignored these people, jumped past them, and quickly went deep into the Taihang Mountains.
In fact, with the ruthlessness of these young men in white robes, Su Qinian had enough reason to kill them. But after all, they lived in the past, and the origins of these people who mastered sword control must be extraordinary. Perhaps they are related to the founders of Shushan in later generations.
Regarding it, if it is killed easily, it is very likely to affect future generations and cause unpredictable changes, which may lead to disasters from heaven. At the moment, only finding the true dragon's nest is the most important, and the rest is irrelevant.
"Not good! They went to the location of the dragon vein!"
"Stop him and inform Master. That boy is too strong. Only Master can stop him!"
Several young men in white robes looked at each other and gritted their teeth. They felt ashamed to be defeated by a boy who was several years younger. Since they met their master and became a martial arts disciple, they had to inherit the swordsmanship.
The method of condensing sword energy and the cultivation of martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds. The younger generation has not encountered many masters, and they did not expect to receive such a disastrous defeat today.
"The Human Emperor died in battle. Master studied heaven and man, observed the stars and celestial phenomena, and pointed out that the mountains are like dragons, which are called dragon veins. He asked us to stop any monsters and warriors coming to the Taihang Mountains to prevent the dragon veins from being damaged. It seems to involve
The destiny in the dark..."
"What is luck? What is destiny? It is so profound and mysterious."
"Let's go quickly! We can't delay any longer. We've already missed something important."
…
Su Qinian and his party moved very fast. As the distance to the real dragon's nest got closer and closer, Su Qinian could feel the real dragon's horn in his hand getting hotter and hotter.
Half a day later, they had penetrated nearly two thousand miles into the Taihang Mountains.
Except for Su Qinian and a few others, everyone tried their best and swallowed the elixirs they carried to replenish their true energy for free, just to keep up with everyone else.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named..."
During the induction, when they were only a hundred miles away from the real dragon's nest, Su Qinian and others suddenly stopped and saw an old man riding an ordinary green bull a hundred feet in front of them, walking leisurely and chanting Taoist scriptures.
, but it is the Tao Te Ching, which is known as the king of all scriptures by Taoists.
This is the year of the fall of Daxia, the beginning of the dark years. The Taihang Mountains are not as peaceful as imagined. In addition to ordinary beasts, there are also some strange beasts, but not many monsters, because in this era, monsters
The tribe has not penetrated the entire human land, and few ferocious beasts have been corrupted by the evil spirit and degenerated into monsters.
It is absolutely abnormal for an old man to ride a green bull here. At least in the eyes of Su Qinian and others, ordinary third-rate masters may not be able to get here, and a second-rate person may also encounter dangers.
"You guys, are you here to watch the birth of Dragon Vein?"
The old man riding the green bull turned back and looked at Su Qinian and others. His gentle eyes were calm, without any murderous intent.
Dragon Vein is born?
Su Qinian's heart moved. In the feng shui of later generations, the so-called dragon veins refer to dragon veins, strange beasts, and even the place where the true dragon body fell. Only after hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer years, can the dragon veins be condensed.
The land of Dragon Veins, with its outstanding people and beautiful scenery, can be called a treasure place.
Unfathomable!
This is Su Qinian's evaluation of the old man. With his spiritual will, he can't tell the truth from the truth, and if he appears here again, he must be a great master, and I'm afraid he may not be a first-class Hunyuan realm figure.
Thinking of this, Su Qinian nodded. In front of such a person, hiding it was nothing more than a joke. He said, "Dare you ask your senior's name? We'll notice something strange and come here to take a look."
"I'm Li Er."
What!
As soon as the old man riding the green ox finished speaking, Su Qinian, Liu Qingchan and others were all shocked.
This is Lao Tzu! The creator of the King of Scriptures, the first Taoist quasi-sage of destiny!
But soon, Su Qinian and others were relieved. Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism emerged in the dark years, the ancient tribal era ended, and Daxia was founded. The human race's practice only stopped at resisting natural disasters and wild beasts, and initially prolonging life.
Before the demon clan descended and the last generation of human emperors attained enlightenment and became a saint, even those who survived the tenth level of thunder tribulation and whose souls were pure and yang-yang were as few as morning stars, let alone those who grasped destiny and became quasi-sages.
The eighty-one years between the death of the Human Emperor and the founding of the Han Dynasty were a period of darkness. They were also the peak of human martial arts. Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism opened up the world and continued the past. Li Er of Taoism, Confucius of Confucianism, and Amitabha of Buddhism
, the three families went hand in hand, grasping the destiny almost at the same time, and became the three quasi-sages of destiny after the Human Emperor.
In later generations, these ancestors of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism were called the Three Saints of the human race.
Although they are only quasi-sages, not real saints, it is precisely because of the perfect path of practice opened up by the three saints that in the dark years, a steady stream of martial arts masters rose up, until finally, they united with the dragon who mastered the power of the taboo.
The sages joined forces to banish the nine demon saints to the turbulent flow of time and space, regain the homeland of the human race, and drive almost 90% of the demon race into the land of the four seas.
At this time, Su Qinian's heart was surging. He never thought that he would meet this legendary and almost mythical ancestor of Taoism at this time. Even the first generation of three crazy Taoists who grasped the destiny at the end of the dark years also read ""
After reading the Tao Te Ching, he understood his own body, integrated the two paths of yin and yang, developed the Taiji Dao diagram, grasped the destiny of heaven, and proved the quasi-sage.
Obviously, the Taoist Patriarch at this time had not yet grasped the destiny, and this was only the beginning of the dark years. However, after hearing him recite the Taoist Sutra, Su Qinian understood that the King of Sutras had probably already begun to create and perform.
Li Er didn't pay attention to the shocked expressions on the faces of Su Qinian and others. The Taoist ancestor was calm and said with a chuckle: "These little friends are also people with good fortune. Since they are here, let's watch together.
look."
After saying that, Qingniu let out a long moo, then took long and steady steps towards the direction of the true dragon's nest.
At this time, Su Qinian and others discovered that the green bull seemed to be walking slowly, but its hooves were raised and lowered, as if it had shrunk to an inch, and it had moved more than ten feet away in an instant.
No smell of true energy and magic power, no change of origin seen, this simple manifestation of power seemed to have opened a brand new door in the eyes of Su Qinian and others.
However, the fog in this door is extremely thick and thick. Obviously, such a realm is not something they can set foot in.
This is Daozu!
Even if it is just the beginning of the dark years, it is not trivial. Su Qinian has seen many first-class Hunyuan realm masters. When he went to Chang'an City, he encountered many chases. With him now half-step taboo, dabbling in first-class martial arts,
Judging further, this Taoist ancestor has probably achieved the Taoist Primordial Spirit.
Su Qinian even compared him with some of the top Yuanshen figures he had ever seen, and probably no one could match him except the only human king in ancient and modern times.
Of course, Su Qinian believed that his understanding of the top soul figures was still very shallow, but this intuition, this mysterious feeling, had never deceived him many times.
Following Taoist Li Er's green ox, Su Qinian and his party quickly traveled the last hundred miles and arrived at the deepest part of the Taihang Mountains.
This is a big mountain, lush and green, not very high, but very long, like a real dragon lying on the earth.
In front of the mountain, there is a long river, green as jade, calm and waveless, like a jade belt, surrounding the entire mountain in the center.
True dragon's nest!
At this time, the real dragon horns in Su Qinian's sleeves glowed, creating a sensation and pointing directly to the deepest part of the mountain.
The real dragon's nest is in the mountains.
"Huh? These little friends turned out to be selected by the royal family. I am blind, and I just couldn't detect the dragon vein energy of these little friends."
On the back of the green bull, a strange color appeared in Daozu's eyes. Then he looked at the mountain in front of him, and he said in deep thought: "The true dragon horn, the land of dragon veins, and the separation of the Tianhe River, this is the dragon's nest!"
Understanding the truth and reality, the Taoist ancestor looked at Su Qinian and others with different eyes.
Su Qinian was shocked. He was worthy of being a Taoist ancestor, but he could see so many things at a glance, discern the true and false, and reach the true nature.
At the same time, the twenty-third prince and others looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. With this Taoist who will be passed down for generations to come here, it is not as difficult as imagined to guard the true dragon's nest. I think that before no one in the future generations can cross time and space, in this place
In the established history, it is probably because of this Taoist ancestor that he helped the newly born true dragon to overcome its initial weakness and resist the erosion of evil spirits and external demons.
"Master! It's them! They injured us and forced us into here!"
Suddenly, there was a voice behind him. Su Qinian frowned slightly. He turned around and saw several young men in white robes who had been injured before, as well as a middle-aged man in blue and white robes with snow-like temples and a fairy-like temperament.
Young people.
His pupils suddenly shrank. The moment he saw the middle-aged man in blue and white robes, Su Qinian felt his eyes hurt. He quickly looked away, his mind was shaken. It was so sharp and sharp. The middle-aged man in front of him looked...
It seems that the breath is not leaking, but in fact, every inch of the body and skin seems to be condensed with sharp edges. (Please, a genuine subscription from Qidian is the greatest support for Shibu! The second update is here, and Shibu will continue to write the third update.) (Unfinished)