As the Heavenly Dao Seal emerged, the Dao Divine Text was immediately suppressed, with only a trace of insignificant power spilling out.
The difficulty of the Heavenly Dao Seal made Wang Mingzhen frown slightly. Even with his knowledge, he didn't have many clues to resolve the Heavenly Dao Seal!
It can't be said that he doesn't have any clues. If he has enough power, how difficult will it be to dissolve the seal of heaven!
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mingzhen was lying on the couch, with his head in the east, lying on his side, like a dragon's cock, like a dog's crotch, with one hand bent on the pillow, the other hand directly rubbing the navel, one foot stretched out, and the other foot retracted.
Before the mind is asleep, the eyes should be asleep first, to the extreme of emptiness, and by keeping quiet and firm, the spirit and energy will naturally return to their roots, and the breathing will naturally contain nourishment, and the breath will regulate itself without regulating the breath, and the breath will self-regulate without suppressing the breath.
Not long after, Wang Mingzhen felt that his forehead was bulging, like a diamond bead hanging in the air, and like heaven above, crystal clear and shining with inexplicable brilliance.
As the creator of the Kunlun Scripture, Wang Mingzhen is very proficient in the practice of the Kunlun Scripture. The Qi moves and the spirit dwells, harmonizing Yin and Yang, strengthening the foundation and cultivating the vitality.
The original power of the mountains and rivers was drawn in to cleanse Wang Mingzhen's body and change his bones and abilities.
However, he overestimated the qualifications of this body and underestimated the difficulty of practicing the Kunlun Scripture.
His body was born weak and sickly, and his bones and qualifications were like rotten wood and could not be carved!
The first level of the Kunlun Scripture's energy movement route is extremely complex, including eight extraordinary meridians, twelve regular meridians, thirty-one hidden meridians, and a number of micro meridians.
Even for a peerless genius, it would take at least three years to get started with cultivation.
Originally, with Wang Mingzhen's basic qualifications, it would be impossible for him to start practicing the Kunlun Scripture in his lifetime.
However, relying on his super high level and being in a high-level position, Wang Mingzhen was still able to practice Xuan Gong reluctantly.
After one night, the foot-shaoyin kidney meridian and some minor meridians were barely opened, and the qi and blood became stronger.
According to Wang Mingzhen's calculations, it would take at least ten years for him to practice the first level of the Kunlun Scripture to the entry level.
Only then did Wang Mingzhen realize the horror of the divine book panel. As long as you have enough world sources, you can directly improve the level of your skills. This ability is simply heaven-defying!
Having experienced the rocket-like cultivation speed of the divine book panel, this turtle-like cultivation speed made him quite frustrated.
This change made Wang Mingzhen slightly wary. After his cultivation level dropped, his state of mind also declined, and he no longer had the kind of detachment where everything does not bother him.
After realizing this, he made up his mind to rely on his own hard work, experience the world of mortals to temper his heart, and build the foundation of the supreme Tao.
Wang Mingzhen opened his eyes, got up from the couch, and walked into the courtyard. He saw the sun rising from the mountain, with purple air coming from the east, and golden light wandering around. The overlapping mountain peaks were covered with gold, the red light was swaying, and the clouds were rising into the sky.
His eyes were shining brightly, and he was running the secret method of Xuan Gong, taking the innate purple energy into his eyes, swallowing the essence, and harmonizing his soul.
After a while, Wang Mingzhen stopped, his expression was full of energy, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.
It has to be said that the Kunlun Scripture is indeed the top mystical skill created by Wang Mingzhen. Just one night of practice, without even getting started, has immediate results, and the symptoms of congenital deficiencies have disappeared.
Next, Wang Mingzhen stayed at the Wang Family Villa and concentrated on practicing. He nourished his body and strengthened his mind, opened up his meridians, improved his bones and aptitudes, and became ordinary and comfortable.
After a year of hard training, he had already mastered the Twelve Classics, and his basic qualifications had been baptized by the mountains and rivers, and he had barely reached the qualifications of a middle-aged man.
On this day, the sky and the earth were in turmoil, the earth dragon roared, and the ghostly energy rushed into the sky. It seemed that some terrifying existence had awakened, shaking Bashu!
Wang Mingzhen looked intently and found that the ghost realm had appeared and millions of ghosts were running rampant, causing such a big commotion.
At this time, although Wang Mingzhen had not yet accomplished his Mysterious Gong, he still had three-star perfect combat power with the help of a trace of power emanating from the divine inscriptions of the Great Dao.
Without any hesitation, he directly harnessed the divine light and headed towards the ghost realm. Ghosts were rampant and devouring living beings, and he really couldn't turn a blind eye.
Black clouds surged above Fengdu County, and endless ghost energy swept across all directions. Among the black clouds, millions of ghosts gathered, and there were even eight ghost king commanders, who were fierce and majestic!
These eight ghost kings are all at the peak of spiritual cultivation, and the three strongest ghost kings among them have even half-stepped into the realm of ghosts and immortals.
They activated their magic power together, and the vast ghost energy almost covered the sky and the sun, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became extremely oppressive and solemn.
It was obviously a scorching sun in the sky, but it was shrouded in endless black air, turning it into pitch black, with gusts of cold wind howling, and it was bitingly cold.
Regardless of whether they are humans or ghosts, they can't help but tremble after seeing the mighty ghost energy in the sky.
Everyone in Fengdu County can feel that the endless ghost energy in the sky can annihilate them all if it leaks even a little bit.
If dozens of Taoists in Fengdu County hadn't teamed up to set up a barrier to block these ghosts, the hundreds of thousands of living beings in the city would have been swallowed by the ghosts.
However, the magic power of these ghost kings gathered together, and the barrier seemed to be unable to withstand it. It shook slightly, and dense cracks appeared on the surface.
In Fengdu County, Old Taoist Qingyang looked at the terrifying ghost tide outside the city, his face was ashen, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.
This Qingyang Master was none other than the monk from the Zhengyi Sect who was rescued by Wang Mingzhen and gave him the Lingxiao Tianlu.
The Fengdu Ghost Realm is the result of the human world and the Netherworld. From time to time, ghosts from the Netherworld pass through the Fengdu Ghost Realm and come to the human world to cause trouble.
Thousands of years ago, when Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Zhengyi sect, was preaching in the middle of Shu, he killed several ghosts and gods and sealed the ghost city of Fengdu. With this, his merits soared and he attained the status of a heavenly master.
Since then, the disciples of the Zhengyi Sect throughout the ages have guarded the seal of Fengdu Ghost City to prevent ghosts from escaping and causing harm to the people.
After thousands of years of time, the seals of Fengdu Ghost City have slowly loosened, and ghosts have broken out from time to time.
A year ago, when Qingyang Lao Dao was inspecting the seal, he was attacked by a ghost king who broke out of the seal and was seriously injured. He was rescued by Wang Mingzhen.
He also got a blessing out of misfortune, broke and then established, and realized the soul. Next, as long as his merits are perfect, he will be able to ascend in the daytime and rank among the immortals.
Guarding the seal of Fengdu Ghost City is the best choice for Zhengyi Sect to accumulate merit. Generally speaking, as long as you guard it for a hundred years, you can accumulate enough merit.
Unfortunately, Old Taoist Qingyang was so unlucky that he encountered an earth dragon turning over, which was an earthquake, causing the seal to break directly and millions of ghosts to surge out.
The earth dragon turned over and the seal was broken. It all happened too fast. In such a short period of time, it was impossible to set up a powerful barrier.
This time the ghost tide has a million evil ghosts coming, and there are eight ghost kings who are comparable to the peak of the soul.
There are less than thirty disciples in the main sect, and there are only three Master Yuanshen, including him, the Master Yuanshen who has just made a breakthrough.
The disparity in strength between them is too great. Let alone victory, there is no hope for escape. It is simply despairing.
"Uncle Qingyang, when will the reinforcements from our sect arrive?"
A middle-aged Taoist priest looked pale and couldn't help but ask.
"The reinforcements from the division are expected to arrive in two hours. Before then, we must hold on and we must not let the ghost tide break through the barrier and sweep through Fengdu County."
Although Old Taoist Qingyang felt very desperate, his face showed nothing and his tone was calm.
"How long can the barrier last?"
The middle-aged Taoist's pale face showed a trace of rosy color, and he continued to ask.
"I can probably hold on for a quarter of an hour!"
A trace of unbearability flashed in Old Taoist Qingyang's eyes, and his tone was gloomy.
"Uncle Qingyang, you..."
The middle-aged Taoist's face was extremely ugly. Just as he had a glimmer of hope of survival, he fell into the abyss again.
Not only the monks of Zhengyi Dao, but also the people in Fengdu County also felt extremely desperate.
Some people closed their doors tightly, and their whole families hugged each other on the couch, shivering, praying for the blessings of the gods and demons in the sky.
There were also those urban foxes and rats who took the opportunity to burn, kill, loot and commit all kinds of evil, using blood to vent their inner terror.
Of course, some people stood up to maintain stability in Fengdu County, appease the people, and quell the riots.
In the face of life and death, the ugliness and shining points of human nature are vividly displayed!
Those ghosts looked coldly at the changes in Fengdu County, their eyes full of bloodthirsty desire.
"After hundreds of years, I finally escaped from the netherworld! When I break Fengdu County, I must taste the taste of blood food!"
A terrifying ghost king, whose whole body was filled with a rich cyan ghost aura, looked at the barrier above Fengdu County and took a deep breath intoxicated.
"Yes! It's been a long time since I tasted blood food. I must enjoy it this time."
A terrifying ghost king with scars all over his body, flesh and blood protruding, nodded in agreement.
These ghost kings talked enthusiastically about how to devour blood, without paying any attention to the monks in Fengdu County.
Click! The barrier over Fengdu County was shattered under the attack of many ghosts. Those practicing in the first sect were ready to die as martyrs.
At this moment, a handsome young man with a jade-like face appeared in the void, blocking millions of ghosts behind him.
The visitor was none other than Wang Mingzhen. His eyes looked at these ghosts with amusement, as if he were looking at prey.
"Yang has its own laws, and yin has its own rules. Those who rebel against yin and yang will have so many sins that their souls will fly away and completely dissipate between heaven and earth."
Wang Mingzhen's voice was like a bell, an ancient and distant voice that resounded throughout the world.
Immediately afterwards, thunder surged in the sky, and the bright thunder light pierced the gray sky and earth, making Wang Mingzhen look like the God of Thunder coming to the world.
Ordinary people in Fengdu County, as if they were seeing gods, knelt down and begged Wang Mingzhen for protection.
Wisps of faith and will continue to flow into Wang Mingzhen's sea of consciousness, absorbed by the Gate of Faith, and transformed into pure divine power.
After absorbing the power of faith from hundreds of thousands of people in Fengdu County, Wang Mingzhen felt that the seal of Heavenly Dao was loosened slightly, and the power flowing out from the divine inscriptions of the Dao of Dao also increased by one point.
Wang Mingzhen was slightly startled. It turned out that breaking the seal of heaven was not as difficult as he thought.
As long as you are recognized by the creatures in this world and condense the Qi that belongs to this world, you can slowly dissolve the seal of heaven.
But if you think about it carefully, you feel that it is natural. In the Eastern mythology system, Qi and merit have endless magical uses, making all practitioners crazy about them.
"Uncle Qingyang, look at the sky!"
"What's going on? Who is that person?"
"Are those reinforcements sent by the division?"
The monks in the main sect looked at Wang Mingzhen's figure and talked about it, as if they saw light in despair.
On the other side, when those ghosts saw Wang Mingzhen, their green ghost eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity.
But seeing Wang Mingzhen surrounded by thunder and his momentum soaring into the sky, he felt a little hesitant!
Wang Mingzhen looked down at the ghost tide not far away expressionlessly, and said again:
"I am the City God of Fengdu, and I control the cycle of yin and yang. All ghosts that have not been contaminated by human life can re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. If I retreat now, I will forget the past!"
In this world, the City God system has not yet appeared. Wang Mingzhen claimed to be the City God God because he wanted to obtain the merit and energy to establish the City God system, so as to dissolve the seal of heaven.
"Uncle Qingyang, what kind of god is the City God?"
The middle-aged Taoist thought for a long time, but did not think of what kind of god the City God was, so he quickly asked Qingyang Taoist.
“The City God is the City God!”
Qingyang Old Taoist pretended to be profound when he said it, which immediately attracted the admiring eyes of the disciples of the main sect.
"The City God has shown his holy presence. Please ask the City God to protect the people of Fengdu County!"
The common prayer of these 100,000 people in Fengdu County.
"Hmph! Just pretending to be a god and pretending to be a ghost, you still want to stop the attack of millions of ghost troops like mine! Come on, boys, and tear him to pieces!"
A ghost king showed a ferocious smile, and in an instant, countless fierce ghosts surged towards Wang Mingzhen like a tide.
Seeing this, Wang Mingzhen shook his head gently. Good words can't persuade a damn ghost, so he kindly reminded him that he had already exhausted all his benevolence and righteousness.
Since you dare to take the initiative to attack him, then don't blame him for being rude! I saw him making seals with his hands, and thunder fell from the sky one after another. It was the Five Thunder Zhengfa magical power!
Crack! Every time a bolt of thunder and lightning falls, the spirits of those fierce ghosts will fly away when they touch it.
Terrifying thunder and lightning poured down, constantly falling into the ghost tide, and the number of ghost tides suddenly decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Fengdu County couldn't help but widen their eyes, stunned with shock, and couldn't help but bow their heads and worship.
And those ghosts, no longer showing any arrogance, fled in all directions.
Since Wang Mingzhen took action, he naturally would not let these ghosts escape. He used his magical power to arrest spirits and send generals, and captured all the ghosts with soul-catching chains, leaving no fish that slipped through the net.
At this moment, the Fengdu Ghost Domain suddenly shook violently, and the terrifying Yin Qi shot straight into the sky, causing a turmoil in the Ghost Domain, as if it was about to explode at any time.
Wang Mingzhen looked intently and found that a terrifying ghost wanted to come to the world through the Fengdu Ghost Domain.
However, that ghost was a hundred-foot-tall one-horned ghost king, and its pair of ghost claws were stuck tightly in the passage nodes, preventing it from moving.
As the ghost continued to struggle, it actually opened the passage a little. Silks of Yin Qi came out, causing the celestial phenomena to change, which was simply terrifying!