Eight hundred and fifty seventh chapter destroy the city
A Taoist statue, five thousand feet tall, punched the Immortal Hairpin City heavily.
Not only was it unable to penetrate the Immortal Hairpin City with one punch, it was not even able to truly touch the city itself. It only shattered countless golden lights. However, with this punch, the Gang Qi was stirred up, causing the two vassal areas of the Immortal Hairpin City where the punch fell to fall.
In the city, the weather was chaotic, with sudden heavy wind and rain in one place, and vague signs of heavy snow in another place.
In the two cities, those demon clan earth immortal monks were swaying and trembling. The Qi practitioners who had not yet formed the golden elixir were no longer breathing and refining, so they were in a better situation. They quickly sacrificed their life objects to help stabilize their Taoist hearts.
To resist the awe-inspiring force that seemed like "an imminent disaster", those who were practicing felt like they had been hit hard by a heavy blow on their minds. They were feeling suffocated and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Many monks in the Lower Five Realms even fainted on the spot.
"Is he really the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall?!"
As soon as I heard that it might be the hermit official who was visiting the Immortal Hairpin City, many female officials of the Immortal Hairpin City flew out together like warblers and swallows from the branches. They were looking up at or overlooking the Dharma statue in those places where they had a wide field of vision.
They were full of energy and looked at each other, and they were lucky enough to see a living hermit official in person. Some people who kindly tried to dissuade them from returning to the place of monasticism were given a blank look by them.
Lu Chen stood on tiptoes in the Lotus Dojo, stretched his neck, and said in surprise: "This city is very tough."
Immortal Hairpin City is like a qigong practitioner who has an armor pill forged by a military strategist and hangs it behind him. Unless the armor can be shattered with one punch, it will remain intact. In short, the turtle shell is very good.
Speaking more broadly, the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the night ship are actually formations based on the same principle, and the method of operating the avenue was originally derived from the one at the Tianting ruins.
In the past, the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain took advantage of Chen Qingdu to use his sword to open the way for Ascension City and raise the city to the rest of the world. Then he found the right opportunity and split the Sword Qi Great Wall into two, breaking the one.
Lu Chen laughed when he saw the female officials who were still unaware of the impending disaster, and looked forward to Chen Ping'an's visit to Bai Yujing in the future.
When A Liang visited Bai Yujing, it was because he was too sentimental.
The female officials in Immortal Hairpin City in front of them are acting on their own initiative.
The fairy sisters on the 12th floor of Wucheng, even if they originally had some admiration for A Liang, after seeing the man spitting and wiping his hair, those admirations were probably shattered on the ground, drifted away in the wind, and were never mentioned again.
In fact, Bai Yujing did have a few sisters who were familiar with the third master. She was a little sentimental and said that it was better to hear it than to meet her. You must know that before that, A Liang, who exchanged two punches with the second master, but Bai Yujing's
The most mentioned outsider in a century.
This is not the case with young hermit officials. After meeting them, they will only make people feel that their reputation is well-deserved.
Lu Chen said: "Chen Ping'an, from now on when you travel around the world of Qing Ming, you, Senior Brother Yu, and the guy from Ziqi Tower will do whatever they want. Anyway, I am neither a helper nor a relative. I will just stand by and wait for your grievances.
After the two Qing Dynasties, we will go to visit Baiyujing, such as Green City and Shenxiao City. I must lead the way. We have agreed on this and made an appointment."
Chen Ping ignored the situation and just delivered another punch with his left hand, which was a cavalry formation.
Lu Chen shut up immediately, feeling very guilty.
Immortal Hairpin City is like a graceful goddess standing between heaven and earth, wearing a robe that covers the sky and the sun, but has a huge dent.
The fist hovered, only a few dozen feet away from the mountain city.
From an Immortal Mansion "halfway up the mountain" in Immortal Hairpin City, a young-looking demon monk served as the deputy city lord. He got up from the bed among a pile of powder and white greasy. He showed no mercy and pushed and kicked those beautiful people with his hands and feet.
The female nun, a charming woman near the bed, rolled to the ground, trembling, her eyes were filled with resentment, she stretched out her hand from the ground to fetch a dress to cover up the spring sunshine, she stood up with her clothes on, hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to
The real body appeared, and a thousand-foot-tall immortal statue floated out of the house. He said angrily: "Where did you come from, this lunatic. Why do you want to be an enemy of our Immortal Hairpin City? You have lived enough and are in a hurry to reincarnate?!"
The Taoist Dharma image punched him again.
Just reply.
The great demon who showed the appearance of Qianzhang Dharma was choked for words.
Fortunately, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Immortal Hairpin City gathered together on its own and was able to withstand the straight punch of the Lotus Crown Taoist.
The aura of this fist is even more powerful. For the monks of Xianhao City, the vision that can be seen is that the city is surging with wind and clouds. Countless spiritual energies quickly gather into a sea of clouds. The white clouds are like an upright dressing mirror.
, blocking the punch, and then a punch disrupted the sea of clouds. The fist suddenly became as big as a mountain, as if it was about to hit the monk's eyes in the next moment.
The young hidden official with a majestic appearance crushed the white clouds with one punch.
This person, in this scene, only taught the female officials of the Fairy Hairpin City to turn their thoughts into emotions.
In the wild world, there is only one universal truth: the strong are respected.
At the highest point of Immortal Hairpin City, there is a forbidden alchemy room. An old monk with immortal style was originally holding a cattail leaf fan and staring at the fire of the alchemy furnace. After the uninvited guest punched him three times, he had to walk out of the room and stand on the railing.
Looking down at the lotus crown, he smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, can you stop talking? If there is any misunderstanding, let's talk it over."
In sight, the Taoist was half a city tall.
Shake the city with fists.
Although the Ascension Realm City Lord looked calm, he was actually very worried. Good people never come and bad people come. He didn't know how he got into trouble with such an uninvited guest.
Logically speaking, Xianhao City seems to have never had any mortal enemies in the wild world. Moreover, Xianhao City and Tuoyue Mountain have always had a good relationship, especially in the previous massive invasion of Haoran World. Nearly half of the sixty military accounts in the wild world were
The great demons have all done business with the Immortal Hairpin City. Not long ago, he specially flew the sword to pass on Trusty Moon Mountain, and sent an invitation letter to Feiran, the sword cultivator who suddenly became the co-master of the world, hoping that Feiran could come to the Immortal Hairpin City.
It is best for a city to be magnificent and spare no effort in pen and ink to add a brand-new plaque to its home, which will shine through the ages.
Moreover, Feiran even wrote a reply in person, agreeing to the matter and saying that he would visit Fairy Hairpin City in the near future.
Unexpectedly, before Feiran came, an amazing Taoist priest came first.
The last disaster was an unforeseen disaster. The ancestor of Banshan, whose real name was Zhu Yan, on his way to congratulate the concubine of Yiluohe, once passed by this place carrying a long stick and wielding a sword. He felt that this city was too high.
, it was too much of an eyesore, so Zhu Yan showed his true form, exerted all his strength, and struck a dozen sap blows on a fairy hairpin city.
It just failed to completely break the ban. Although Xianhao City was indeed in danger and crumbling at the time, it never broke into the city with a single blow. However, some rumors later spread only on the top of the wild mountain. It was the previous lord of Xianhao City who had secretly lost money.
The disaster was eliminated. After that catastrophe, Xianhan City went through thousands of years of painstaking management, continuous construction, and repairs of landscape formations. It is now different from what it used to be.
Chen Pingan shook his wrist and practiced with three punches first.
The big sleeves were fluttering. The sea of clouds of different heights that were originally floating around the Immortal Hairpin City were actually swept away by the sleeves of the green gauze Taoist robe with a flick of the wrist. The sleeves of the robe swayed casually for a few times.
And the sky becomes cloudless.
As the city lord, Lao Feisheng still had a pleasant look on his face and said from the bottom of his heart: "Friend Taoist is visiting the Immortal Hairpin City this time. Whatever you ask for and what you want are all negotiable. As long as we can get it, we will give it to Taoist for nothing."
Friends, just think of making friends and forming a passionate relationship with fellow Taoists."
Of course, I would not mistake the Taoist in front of me, who is very likely to be in the fourteenth realm of Taoism, for Chen Pingan.
The Taoist friend who concealed his identity in front of him must have used a trick to hide his identity. What kind of Taoist attire, what kind of sword energy Great Wall hidden official face? How many years has it been since Chen Pingan returned to Haoran?
Taking a step back, even if there is such a good thing as a realm falling from the sky, if it falls, it means falling into three realms. Who can accept this gift from the great road if anyone is in the Jade Pure Realm? Back then, Li Zhen of Tuoyue Mountain could not accept it.
Come on, even if the Dao Ancestor closes his disciples now, Shan Qing still can't take him.
Therefore, as long as the other party is still willing to conceal his identity, it is probably not an irresolvable feud and there is still room for maneuver.
Chen Pingan glanced far north, withdrew his gaze, and asked Lu Chen in his heart: "The Dharma can only be so high? Is Master Lu hiding something secret?"
It is said that on the top floor of Immortal Hairpin City, if a monk leans on the railing and looks straight into the distance, as long as his eyesight is sufficient, he is bound to not be able to see the top of Tuoyue Mountain or the head of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Therefore, there is a proud saying circulating in Xianhao City. There is a saying in Haoran's poems. People dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens. But here, we have to change the saying. It is the people of that day who dare not whisper for fear of frightening the heavens.
The monks in my city heard it.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "A big man, after all, has a little bit of personal money."
The present Dharma image of the Taoist, the foundation of the Great Dao, is the five thousand words passed down by the Taoist ancestors. Therefore, it is five thousand feet high, not one foot higher and not one foot lower.
So Lu Chen, as the third master of Bai Yujing, has been a disciple of the Taoist ancestor for thousands of years. Of course he will have his own Taoism. If Lu Chen is not good at making opinions and insists on accepting disciples on his behalf, then Lu Chen, the third disciple, will have to endure another
In a few years, he will naturally become a veritable disciple of Tao Ancestor. But for some reason, it seems that Lu Chen deliberately avoided this matter and gave up this title himself.
Lu Chenxiao asked: "If you want to go higher, it's actually very simple. Have you not turned a page of my three works until now? It's okay. I just took this opportunity to browse..."
If Chen Pingan has not read the "Nanhua Sutra" for the time being, it could not be easier. Now Chen Pingan, as long as he is willing to study Taoism and spread out the book, it will be like a divine help. If he reads it once, he will understand its true meaning.
Everything fell into place, because Chen Ping'an, now in the mysterious and mysterious position of "a sergeant hearing the Tao", is a veritable "proud man".
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Compared to the five thousand articles of Taozu, your three articles of more than 80,000 words are a bit too much, isn't it? The great knowledge is idle and the small knowledge is idle, and the big words are arrogant and the small words are Zhanzhan, but you say it yourself
of."
It was obvious that Chen Ping'an had read the Nanhua Sutra. In Nanhua City in Bai Yujing, Taoist officials were formally included in the Taoist genealogy ceremony. The least cumbersome thing was that Lu Chen casually threw out a copy of the Nanhua Sutra that was engraved by later generations.
Lu Chen said seriously: "It's far from enough to compare with one, but it's more than enough to compare with nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. Don't be greedy for more."
On the bank of Chen Ping'an's heart lake, outside the library, three ancient Taoist scriptures of different thicknesses appeared, hanging side by side in the air. It was like a gust of wind turning the pages of the Taoist scriptures.
Lu Chen suddenly punched his palm and said sadly: "Chen Ping'an, after all, it is a great scripture recognized by the Taoist sect, why is it not qualified to be placed in the library?"
After Chen Ping'an "read the book", the Dharma image, which was originally half a city high, received a copy of the entire Taoist meaning of the Nanhua Sutra and became three thousand feet taller out of thin air.
We must deliver our fists to this high city in the style of a god beating a drum.
Chen Ping'an reminded: "Master Lu, don't be idle and continue to draw the three flying talismans to the moon. If it delays the business, I can still talk to you, but it may not be easy for me to talk to Old Sword Immortal Qi and Mr. Lu."
The criminal officer Hao Su is the first to fly into the middle of the bright moon. At that time, Hao Su will use the natal magical power of a flying sword to lead the other three sword cultivators to ascend to the sky together.
Lu Chen said bitterly: "You can't just catch an honest man and bully him to death."
I borrowed the leader's token and the Fourteenth Realm Taoism to Chen Ping'an, borrowed the sword box to the Longxiang Sword Sect, drew the Three Mountains Talisman regardless of the cost, bought and sold the Sword Cleansing Talisman with Qi Tingji, and also gave the Moon Flying Talisman as a gift...this long trip...
, in the end, he was the busiest, an outsider who was not a sword cultivator?
Chen Ping'an threw the first punch towards Xian Hairpin City.
Immortal Hairpin City swayed, the earth shook in a radius of thousands of miles, countless ravines were torn out on the ground, mountains trembled, rivers changed their courses, and strange phenomena occurred.
The 8,000-foot-tall Taoist Faxiang moved sideways and struck the high city with his second fist. There were many fairy mansions in the city that were originally ethereal. There were towering ancient trees with branches and leaves falling down. A line in the city came from high places.
The snow-white waterfall cascading down seemed to freeze instantly, like an ice pick hanging under the eaves. Then when the third punch landed on the Fairy Hairpin City, the waterfall exploded again, sending heavy snow flying.
Lu Chen turned his head and squinted his eyes, a little unable to bear to look directly.
According to the archives of the Summer Palace, the foundation of this Immortal Hairpin City was refined from the Taoist Hairpin of the first Taoist cultivator in the world.
It was just one of the pioneers of that ancient battle. Unfortunately, he died on the way to heaven. The Taoism collapsed and disappeared between heaven and earth. Only a white jade hairpin stuck in the bun of his hair was preserved intact, but it was left behind in the world.
On the earth, it disappeared without a trace, and was finally picked up by a female cultivator with deep blessings in the wild world in later generations. She was considered to have obtained this great inheritance, and she was the founding master of Xianhan City. The female cultivator is in the ranks of the
After reaching the fifth realm, he began to build the Immortal Hairpin City. At the same time, he established sects and branches. Finally, under the hands of four great monks who served as city lords, they worked hard to manage and make money in a proper way. The Immortal Hairpin City was built higher and higher.
The current lord of Immortal Hairpin City is a great Ascension Realm monk with the Taoist name Xuan Pu. He is proficient in blacksmithing, formations and alchemy, and has friends all over the world.
He also has a deputy city lord with Immortal Realm cultivation, Taoist name Yinlu, who is the direct disciple of the current city lord. He specializes in Fangzhongshu. He once bought a female cultivator of Yulong Sect with the Wilderness Army in advance. Unfortunately, he was killed by the throne.
The big demon Qie Yun arrived first and stripped off all the beauty's skin. Otherwise, there would probably be hundreds of more female cultivators from the Yulong Sect in the Immortal Hairpin City now.
If a registered disciple of Xianhao City has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years and still fails to become an earthly immortal, he will be expelled from the country and removed from the landscape genealogy of the ancestral hall of Xianhaancheng. Where will he go from here? Whether he lives or dies, everyone depends on their ability. Earthly Immortal disciples
, if within five hundred, the monk fails to reach the upper five realms, Immortal Hairpin City will not drive people away. According to the ancestral rules, no waste will be raised and spiritual energy will be wasted. Once the time limit is up, they will be killed directly on the spot.
Luck, demon pills, and skin bags should all be returned to Immortal Hairpin City.
Therefore, the number of direct disciples in Immortal Hairpin City has always been small, but the incense in the Ancestral Master Hall is not shaky, because monks from the Yupu Realm and Earth Immortals from the wild world come here to serve as worshipers, and there are as many guests as there are across the river.
As long as you have enough money, you can stay in the city to practice Taoism. Immortal Hairpin City is like a cave made day after tomorrow, full of spiritual energy, thick like water, and extremely suitable for practice.
In addition, the female officials carefully cultivated in the Fairy Hairpin City were used for marriages with the dynasty at the foot of the mountain and the sects on the mountain. They wore hairpins with water essences and peach blossom makeup, and colorful robes and moon shoes. They became famous beauties in the wild world, with all kinds of charms.
Of course Lu Chen knew why Chen Ping'an made a special trip to Fairy Hairpin City.
If it was just that Immortal Hairpin City had been bragging about being the tallest city in the world, or what kind of marriage relationship it had with the official alley of the newly promoted demon on the throne, Chen Ping'an's character would definitely not be as good as that of Immortal Hairpin City.
Competition.
Because the weapons forged in Xianhao City, the robes refined in Jincuicheng, and the Xianjia wine from Jiuquan Sect are all among the ten best in the wilderness.
The Great Wall of Sword Qi was breached by the barbarians, and the Immortal Hairpin City, where none of the genealogy monks left, was hailed as being able to occupy a successful position.
Immortal Hairpin City keeps spending money to raise the city, of course because it can make more money. Any direct monk of Immortal Hairpin City, before being expelled from the city or killed in the city, is a well-deserved master of casting, proficient in weapon casting, magic weapons
Refining, because there is a superior blessed place in the city, which is an ancient star that shattered and fell to the ground, Xianhan City has a natural arsenal rich in resources, which can continuously forge soldiers, armor, and equipment on the mountain. Every thirty years,
The major dynasties in the wild world will send envoys here to purchase weapons, and the one with the highest price will get it. The monks from Immortal Hairpin City will send it, and they will get a lot of immortal money. Previously, they attacked the Great Wall of Sword Qi and Haoran Tianxia.
Immortal Hairpin City even summoned a large group of forgers to deliver countless weapons and equipment to various military tents.
Silver Deer, the Great Demon of the Immortal Realm, came to the top floor and stood with the City Lord Master, saying in his heart: "You don't seem to be a talkative person."
Xuanpu's face was gloomy, he nodded and said: "It is destined to be unkind."
Yinlu asked: "Master, how many punches can you still withstand that lunatic?"
After the Immortal Hairpin City activates the big formation, every time it takes the opponent's punch, it needs to spend a lot of fairy money. My family in Immortal Hairpin City has a lot of money, but if the fairy money piles up like a mountain, and no matter how deep the foundation is, it will eventually be someone else.
With one punch, the loss of the immortal money will be painful. If the immortal money is converted into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and is imprisoned in the city, it is still a good thing and does not flow to outsiders. However, there are a total of thirty-six large formation centers in the Immortal Hairpin City.
The loss of immortal weapons, semi-immortal weapons and mountain-holding treasures is an astronomical repair cost.
The old Ascension Realm monk stroked his beard and said in his heart: "What kind of boxing method is it? It is clearly a Taoist method. Even if the Zhijing martial artist has reached the first level of God, no matter how hard his fist is, he can still beat the strength of the mountain-moving ancestor."
Sticks? After all, if you want to break through the formation, you can only use a Taoist technique and a flying sword. At present, it seems that the problem is not big. Back then, Zhu Yan had twelve sticks to smash the city, and the ten sticks behind him were still
It requires a stick to be struck in the same place. This guy in front of me is probably beyond his capabilities. He came here to make trouble just to make a name for himself in the world, and he didn’t even expect to break the city."
Xuan Pu's face turned slightly pale, and he actually changed his mind, "Swift Fei Sword passed down to Trust Yueshan and Yiluohe, and told them that there is a powerful enemy coming to invade Xianhan City, and the strength is equivalent to a throne."
It turns out that the unyielding Taoist Dharma Prime was punching extremely arrogantly and unreasonably. It was as if Taoist Dharma could be continuously superimposed, and one punch was actually heavier than the other!
The old Feishengjing thought for a moment and added: "The old throne."
The two alchemy boys on the top floor turned into two messenger flying swords and left Immortal Hairpin City in an instant, thousands of miles away. Their speed was faster than the flying sword of a great swordsman.
Because they are not only true spirits refined from flying swords, but also use a superior talisman method. It is a large talisman that is closely related to the Baiyu Jing Lingbao City. There are two lines of spiritual talismans secretly written, "Meteor chasing the moon"
Tour Liuhe.
As for how Xian Hairao City learned this great talisman from Bai Yujing, of course it was bought with money.
Xuanpu said: "Yinlu, you should immediately take charge of the abbot's attack formations. In addition to delaying the attack as much as possible, it is best to interrupt the opponent's continuous punches."
When the Immortal Yinlu Yufeng was leaving, he heard the always gentle and elegant master curse in an angry tone for the first time, "A monk on the top of a mountain wants to learn from a reckless man's fist, what a fool, he is so thick-skinned!
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Xuanpu's face became increasingly ugly and uncertain. It turned out that the flying swords transformed by the two alchemy boys shattered without warning thousands of miles away. The two broken talismans fell to the ground like
The two little Taoist boys from Bai Yujing suddenly had no choice but to obey the order obediently as if they had been ordered by their ancestors. They flew all the way back to Xianhan City and bumped into one of the Taoist Dharma Prime's sleeves.
Immortal Yinlu, who serves as the deputy city lord, can't care about these trivial matters, and said with a evil smile: "Open the door to welcome guests!"
Thousands of long swords formed a formation and struck the head of the Taoist Dharma Prime Minister from a mansion filled with sword energy in Xianhan City.
In addition, there is a long river of talismans, clustered at the foot of the mountain, rising into the sky, like the longest immortal rope in the world, trying to wrap around one of the Taoist's arms.
Yinlu snorted coldly, and spread the word from his heart to all the immortal mansions in the city, informing the hermits from all walks of life who come here to practice Taoism, not to watch the fun, "Everyone, please stop sitting idly by, Immortal Hairpin City is really going to be destroyed by this."
If the evil beast breaks the restriction, I believe no one will get even the slightest benefit from it."
It's just that the sword array and the talisman, coupled with the actions of many Qi practitioners in Xianhan City, whether it's magical powers or attacking heavy treasures, all failed without exception.
It seems that the Taoist Dharma does not exist in this world at all.
But the Taoist can keep punching and land solidly on the Immortal Hairpin City.
The long river of swords passed by the Taoist Faxiang's head. The long rope of the talisman seemed to be just a loose knot in the void.
Immortal Hairpin City can only retreat to the second best, focusing on setting up defense formations, large and small mansions, and the memorial arches, plaques, and couplets on the main road. The precious light flows everywhere, shining brightly, and illuminating the land thousands of miles away.
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Especially those who signed the book list, they are all beautiful words with Taoist meanings, their merits are eternal. They are the most powerful in the world. They are indestructible. They are as high as the sky. They have the most prosperous Feng Shui. They are unique...
They can all contribute to the already strong Immortal Hairpin City, but the price is that the true meaning of Taoism contained in these list books gradually dissipates, as if to join the Tao of a city.
The great monks in the city also offered up several talismans, palm-sized talisman papers, which were as big as mountains in an instant, or the talismans' spiritual light and meaning poured out like rivers, and they were spread all over the city together, just like the fairy hairpin city was clothed with magic spells.
robe.
It was clearly daytime, but there were bright moonlight shining on the white jade railings and carved jade railings. The moonlight was like water, and the pine shadows were all over the steps, like a dream.
Near the waterfall in the city, there is a wooden bridge across the mountain. There is a man supporting a deer, followed by a pair of bookboys and maids carrying a suitcase.
The old monk who stopped in the bridge waved his sleeves first to disperse the chaotic snow-like water from the waterfall. The old man had an elegant appearance. He looked at the huge statue that was punching non-stop and sighed, "It's miserable, I'm just a human being."
I was traveling and passing by, came to the Immortal Hairpin City to visit the immortals, and spent money to buy a few scrolls, but why did I end up in such a misfortune that had never happened in a thousand years? The old man took out an antique picture of a sleeping ape on the mountain from his sleeve, and the scroll was thrown out
Behind the bridge, an old ape with a height of thousands of feet appeared from the painting. He stepped on the void, jumped up high, and faced the punch of the Dharma image. As a result, the old ape with a golden line on his back was blocked by the Taoist.
One punch instantly turned him into powder.
At the top of the waterfall, there is a towering archway with the word "Dragon Gate" in the list. There are two worldly masters sitting across the water playing chess. One of them is painting.
First, I drew a few birds, which are charming, cute, and lifelike, fluttering their wings and flying high. The mist rises above the painting, and the aura of the landscape follows the birds and floats in all directions, stabilizing the formation of the Immortal Hairpin City.
Describe the mountains and rivers, and use the shapes to charm the way. The birds sing and the clouds are misty, and thousands of mountains and rivers share the wind and smoke.
This old monk who served as a guest guest, whose Taoist name was Thousand Plum, claimed that he had nothing good in his life except painting plum blossoms.
Another person threw the talisman into the water, and then a giant pond turtle slowly emerged from the water. It used its own weight and its natal magical power to help the Immortal Hairpin City stabilize its mountain roots and water transport respectively.
All the strange sights and phenomena in the city were shaken by the punch outside the city.
Even though the aura of the Immortal Hairpin City is becoming more and more abundant, and there are many large formations created by different monks, which have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and layers of Taoism are blessing the Immortal Hairpin City, they still cannot stop the impact of that punch that is heavier than the previous one.
There was violent agitation, and the amplitude of the vibrations in Gaocheng became more and more exaggerated. Some of the demon monks who were not at a high level turned pale and frightened. They could only tremble to remove the immortal money on their bodies, as long as it was not Guyu money, even Xiaoshu money.
Crush it into pieces and use all your strength to create a little more spiritual energy in the Fairy Hairpin City.
The old man named Shou Mei sighed: "I have never heard of such a high-level Dharma, not to mention seeing it."
The monk who cast the talisman made the monk on the other side nod, "It's not just as simple as being tall. This Taoist's golden body is impeccable and his moral integrity is impeccable. If you look closely, he looks like a seamless Buddhist pagoda."
If the wild monks restore the true form of the demon race, it will largely be a different kind of "manifestation of the great road", similar to a kind of migration of the great road. This move has both advantages and disadvantages. After all, hard work is just to refine the body, so in general
Now, even if they encounter a life-and-death battle, unless they have no choice but to fight to the death, the demon monks will still not easily recover their true bodies, because they will lose their Taoism and invisibly weaken their own Taoism.
Compared with the real body of the demon clan, the monks' sacrifice of the dharma form has relatively few restrictions. However, the dharma image is empty and dense, just like a piece of tofu and a stone. Of course, it is different. Some earthly immortal monks specialize in
I have worked very hard on the matter of the Dharma Appearance, and I have tried to make it mysterious in order to frighten and frighten away the hostile monks who do not know the truth.
In front of us, this unknown Taoist descended from the sky, visited the Immortal Hairpin City for no reason, and then started destroying the city without saying a word. His appearance was really shocking to the world.
Only the master of Lotus Temple, who occupies a bright moon in the wilderness, and the old master of Yiluohe, who occupies a lot of water transportation, can barely achieve this step. It's just that the former has died.
The latter heard that he was first intercepted by Liu Qi, who had returned to Haoran World, near Guixu, and was finally detained by the Zhongtu Confucian Temple in the volcano overwhelmed by the great road.
The old monk with the Taoist name Shou Mei wondered: "Really that young hermit official? But when he was at the top of the city, wasn't he in the Jade Pu Realm? According to the news from Tuoyue Mountain, during that meeting
, the realm of monk Chen Pingan is still the same, but it is the martial arts realm, which has changed from the mountain top realm to the ultimate realm."
The friend opposite me was enjoying the misfortune. He kept drawing dragon talismans and throwing them into the water to increase the dragon's water transport. He smiled and joked: "If Yin Guan is left as a guest, you can go and ask yourself."
"That Taoist crown looks like a token of Master Baiyu Jingsan, right? Is it a counterfeit? It is said that the master of Hehua Nunnery spent countless resources from heaven and earth, but he still failed to accomplish this task, and fell short every time? Master Hehua Nunnery
No one can do it, who in our wild world can accomplish such a feat?"
The monk who painted the talisman glanced at the lotus crown on the Taoist's head, and said helplessly: "What the truth is, it seems to be unimportant anymore. If we can't save the Immortal Hairpin City with our combined efforts, everything will be at a loss, and the realms are too different, the Taoist will slap him casually.
Just shoot us ants to death."
"But if Fairy Hairpin City can withstand this catastrophe and the storm settles, it will be another beautiful story on the mountain that can be passed down for thousands of years."
"Besides, didn't you make a special trip to the Jianqi Great Wall before and painted a landscape painting for the young hermit official? Brother Shoumei, you can actually burn incense right now and pray that the person outside the city is Chen Pingan."
Maybe you can still have a chance of survival based on this."
"Okay, okay, I'll help you when the time comes."
The old monks sitting on both sides of the dragon gate were shaking with the fairy hairpin city. The two old friends were joking with each other. They just looked at each other and found that each other was smiling bitterly.
"By the way, how many punches did this guy throw in total?"
"That's almost twenty-five punches."
"The only hope now is to pray that Fei Ran is on his way to Fairy Hairpin City."
At this moment, a warm voice with a slight smile came from the plaque on the dragon gate of the archway building, speaking the most authentic barbarian language, "My brother Feiran also wants to come to Xianhan City as a guest?"
A man in green shirt was standing on top with a long sword on his back and his hands in sleeves, looking down at the old monk named Shou Mei with a smile.
Since you are in the Fourteenth Realm, you can do things like the Yin Shen traveling far away from your body.
Therefore, you still need to be diligent in cultivating yourself to reach higher levels.
Before he punched, Chen Ping'an had actually secretly sneaked into the Immortal Hairpin City, traveling all the way as if he were in a deserted land, looking for the center of the formation, but he was not in a hurry to take action.
Outside the city, in the lotus dojo above the head of the Dharma Prime Minister, Lu Chen squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, sighed, and suddenly began not to look forward to Chen Ping'an's visit to the Qingming world.
The two monks suddenly raised their heads at the same time, with horrified expressions on their faces.
A flawless body, an atmosphere of unity between heaven and man.
The old monk named Shoumei stared blankly at the green-robed man who was not wearing a Taoist crown or robe. Naturally, his face was very familiar. After all, such a tall Dharma figure is now standing outside the city.
I saw the man in green shirt flicking his finger.
The body and soul of the old monk from the Immortal Hairpin City Keqing who kept drawing talismans and throwing water into the water, together with the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul, exploded on the spot like a soybean.
The man in green shirt smiled and said, "I have a question for you."
The old monk kept silent and waited for death.
Chen Ping'an seemed to have changed his mind and said with a smile: "You can go back and send a message to my brother Fei Ran, saying that this time Chen Ping'an is a guest at Fairy Hairpin City, what a coincidence, this time it's me who takes the lead, so I'll take it as a surprise.
It was the return gift from Huanghuaguan in the early years, and later there was another congratulatory gift on the other side of the Wuding River, which was my celebration of Brother Feiran's promotion to the co-lord of the wild world."
The old monk was speechless and murmured: "Are you really Chen Ping'an, a hidden official?!"
It's a pity that the opponent's figure disappeared in a flash.
The city lord Xuan Pu, even though he is a great monk in the Ascension Realm, has no desire to take action himself. It is not that he does not want to defeat the enemy personally, but he simply does not dare to leave the city and die.
Xuanpu is really not good at catching and killing opponents.
After the guy outside the city handed out twenty punches, Xuanpu's face was ashen. According to this posture, the city would be really broken without even ten punches. Xuanpu gritted his teeth and went straight to the Ancestral Hall of Xianhan City, where he hung three pictures
In the center of the hanging portrait is a portrait of a woman with a young appearance and beautiful appearance. She has a white jade hairpin on her head. The other two are the second and third lords of the Immortal Hairpin City. Under each hanging portrait, there are different
Every offering table has an incense burner, except for the female founder. There are also two oil lamps placed on the offering table.
After Xuan Pu offered incense one by one, he took out two porcelain bottles from his sleeves and began to add sesame oil. The two bottles of sesame oil had an unusual golden color.
After offering incense and adding oil, Xuanpu said in a deep voice: "Xuanpu, the fourth generation city lord, begs the master, the ancestor, to come down and protect us."
A portrait depicts an old man with hair like a halberd. There are ripples on the surface of the portrait, and a sneer oozes out. He opens his mouth and asks Xuan Pu, "How does it compare to Zhu Yan?"
Xuanpu's face was bleak, he lowered his head and bent over, and replied respectfully: "Report to Master, I'll do more than I should do."
The other hanging portrait is of a higher seniority. It is a female nun who looks like an old woman. In the portrait, she is holding a whisk in her hand. She said hoarsely, "Isn't it an old throne person who luckily came out of seclusion?"
Xuan Pu replied in a trembling voice: "Reporting to the Patriarch, my disciples don't know the other party's background yet. I can only guess that the other party is not a wild monk."
Immortal Hairpin City has at most three opportunities to support these two founders. Before Zhu Yan came to visit, they had already used one of them each. Plus today, it means that if there is another subjugation, the two of them have carefully planned a retreat.
, the founder who is hiding in the secret realm of the underworld and practicing hard, may never have the slightest chance to return to the world of the sun, so it is not Xuanpu who feels sorry for the two bottles of priceless golden sesame oil, but the two founders of Xianhaan City.
If there really is a third chance for his own Taoist life, if Xuanpu is still the city lord who pays tribute to the incense and oil, even if the two ancestors can protect Xianhan City from the next catastrophe, Xuanpu will definitely not be able to protect his own life anyway.
Already.
The old man stepped out of the hanging statue and said with a big smile: "Then I'll go and meet this immortal guy for a while."
Within three sticks of incense, he could stay in the Yang world without worrying about being found by those extremely difficult Yin and Underworld officials.
However, this Master Xuanpu had just landed in the Ancestral Master Hall when an outsider in a blue shirt and long coat appeared on the threshold with a sword on his back. His shoulders were leaning against the door, his hands were in his sleeves, and his smile was bright, "I never thought there would be another one."
Two big fish slipped through the net. The hospitality of Xianhan City is really flattering. I will definitely come here often if I have the opportunity in the future."
The old woman immediately told the other two people in her heart, "Quick fight, let's work together to kill this Yin God!"
The world is cut off from the world by the Immortal Hairpin City Formation. Even a great throne demon at the peak of the Ascension Realm, standing here in the form of a Yin God leaving his body, would have to face three Ascension Realm monks at the same time.
Even if the opponent is an unknown fourteenth-level monk... Immortal Hairpin City still has a slight chance of winning! The premise is that this Yin God is not allowed to merge with the true body and Dharma of the Taoist outside the city.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Ping'an quietly took action and knocked over the incense burners on the two altar tables together with the oil lamps. Especially the golden sesame oil in the oil lamps flew straight into the scroll, and said with a smile: "Good boy.
Get back."
The old woman screamed, quickly returned to the scroll, rolled up her sleeves, and the cold wind was rolling. She was still unable to push back all the long golden threads. Once the golden sesame oil from the world, even a drop appeared in that place of monasticism, it would be a big blow.
The scene of the sun rising into the sky, what else was there to hide? She had to be cruel and throw out the whisk to prevent a drop of golden sesame oil from entering the painting. At the same time, she actually reached out and grabbed the hanging portrait that belonged to her.
The scrolls came together in an instant, and then it seemed as if a dry palm stretched out from a whirlpool, quickly grasping the scroll, and was eventually taken away to the underworld by her. In fact, even the last chance of the Immortal Hairpin City to invite the gods to come was canceled.
Already.
After all, the old man moved a little too slowly and was obviously not as experienced as his master. Although he blocked the golden thread, the man in green shirt reached out and grabbed the scroll.
Xuanpu was dumbfounded and at a loss.
Chen Ping'an looked at the old lord of the Immortal Hairpin City, "Either you fight me to the death within three sticks of incense. When your body dissipates, I will ask Xuan Pu to offer incense and add oil, and we can continue to reminisce about the past. Or
Take it upon yourself to kill this disciple who almost deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. Once Xuanpu dies, no one in Xianhaan City will know the method of subduing the truth. Then of course the scroll in my hand will become worthless.
of waste paper.”
Chen Pingan raised the scroll in his hand and shook it gently, "How do you say it?"
The old man waved his hand.
Xuan Pu was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst, "Master, please don't fall for this guy's alienation plan. If master and apprentice join forces, there is still a chance of winning..."
But the old Patriarch of Immortal Hairpin City didn't even bother to talk nonsense with Xuan Pu, a useless disciple who had little success but was more than ruined. He directly hit Xuan Pu fiercely with a natal magic spell and at the same time attacked the man who slowly left the Patriarch's Hall.
The man in green shirt at the gate asked: "Who are you?"
The swordsman in green shirt stopped and turned around to look with a smile on his face.
There is also a pair of extremely pure golden eyes.
The old Patriarch in the Patriarch's Hall was as silent as a cicada. He immediately stopped asking any more questions and just quickly killed Xuan Pu to get rid of this really damnable trouble.
The two masters and apprentices in the room were from the same lineage, and they both knew the basics. Relatively speaking, Xuanpu suffered too much, after all, the master had been practicing the ghost way there for thousands of years.
In less than a stick of incense, an ancestral hall was soon demolished by the two masters and apprentices.
The Ascension Realm great monk Xuan Pu, the current lord of Immortal Hairpin City, died at the hands of his master.
Chen Pingan had nothing to do, and after confirming that Xuan Pu was dead, he threw out the hanging portrait in his hand and went to the alchemy place on the top of the mountain.
At his last glance, Chen Ping'an was actually not looking at the estranged master and apprentice, but the founder of the Immortal Hairpin City who had a special hairpin hanging on the portrait. The woman in the portrait seemed to have opened her eyes. She glanced at the figure in the green shirt and sighed quietly.
There was a sound, as if he were meeting an old friend, but he seemed unsure of the other person's identity, and then a picture scroll burned up on its own.
Lu Chen squatted in the dojo, rubbing his chin. If the young mountain master of Luolu Mountain was using his sword to attack Zhengyang Mountain, he was practicing for the upcoming sword attack on Tuoyue Mountain.
So why is it that today's unhurried punch to shake the Fairy Hairpin City seems to be a warm-up for attacking Bai Yujing in the future? Isn't Nanhua City going to be affected by Chi Yu?
So Lu Chen no longer expected Chen Ping'an to reach the Fourteenth Realm as soon as possible.
And outside the city.
Chen Ping'an learned from the great warrior Cui Cheng's drum beating style and destroyed the largest city in the barbaric world.
The same punch is thrown out, as if the punching intention is superimposed endlessly.
The mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, with Xianhan City as the center, all felt the vibration of countless muffled thunders exploding simultaneously under the earth and high up in the world.
One punch completely penetrated the mountain and water restrictions of Xianhao City, and the Taoist Dharma Prime's fist finally touched the location of Gaocheng's true body.
With another punch, most of Taoist Faxiang's arms were dug into the Immortal Hairpin City like a mountain.
The third punch directly penetrated the entire Immortal Hairpin City. The entire arm stretched across the city, and another arm swept back and forth. The tallest city in the world was beaten into two pieces.
The upper half of the high city was tilted and collapsed. The Taoist Fa Xiang held down the side with one hand and pushed it out with all his strength. It fell to the ground hundreds of miles away, and the dust raised covered the sky and blocked the sun.
As for the remaining half of the high city, the Taoist Faxiang intertwined his hands and made a fist. He raised it high and struck it down quickly, causing half of the city to sink deeper into the ground.