Chapter 1388 The Holy King of Confucianism and Taoism
After the establishment of the First Central Empire, it vigorously supported Confucianism and Taoism, and used Confucianism and Taoism to contain Taiji Taoism and Ten Thousand Buddhas Taoism, so that the forces of the three Taoisms could reach a balance.
It is for this reason that Confucianism and Taoism are inextricably linked to the First Central Empire, and civil servants are almost always selected from among the successors of Confucianism and Taoism.
Even in the entire Confucianism and Taoism, there are only a handful of people who can cultivate to the realm of spiritual saint kings. Each one of them has a name, and they are definitely at the level of the founder of Confucianism and Taoism.
Among the rebels of the Ming Dynasty, a Confucian and Taoist sage unexpectedly appeared. The Confucian sages and Soldier Sages in the palace of King Lingxiao were naturally extremely surprised.
"The sect masters of the four holy places of Confucianism and Taoism have not reached the realm of holy kings, but this person is more powerful than the four major sect masters. Who is he? Why did he rebel with Zhang Ruochen?"
Not only them, but even Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised. They didn't expect that besides Patriarch Taiyi, there was also a Saint King in the Dragon Protection Pavilion.
As expected of the foundation of the so-called empire, the strength of the Dragon Guard Pavilion is so powerful that it is a bit abnormal.
"Who are you?" Qingyue Laozu asked.
The voice of the Confucian and Taoist sage king was very indifferent and said: "Why do you ask so many questions? People like you should have died long ago, why do you need to sleep underground and live an ignoble existence?"
Qingyue Laozu said: "The Queen has become a god, and her divine power covers the entire world. Just one sentence can determine your life or death. Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Some things are more important than your own life. How can a person like you, who is sleeping underground and just wants to live for a few hundred more years, understand? Life can only be a moment, but you must be fearless, even if
Even a moth flying into the flame can bloom into a bright flame." said the Confucian and Taoist sage king.
"Okay, I'll make it happen for you."
Qingyue Laozu mobilized the rules of the Holy Path of Ice, and the sky above his head turned into blue, the ground under his feet was sealed by ice, and dozens of spiritual mountains turned into snow mountains.
The rules of this world seemed to have changed, and some astonishing phenomena appeared. There were cyan dragon shadows rushing out from the ground, waterfalls flowing down from the sky, and holy shadows flying around Qingyue Laozu.
"Lord Lao Zu is invincible in the world and will definitely be able to kill the rebels of the Holy Ming."
"Only a person at the level of a Saint King has such power to change the world."
Qingyue Laozu raised a hand and swung it out, and the green dragon shadows rushed out together, tearing the awe-inspiring righteousness into pieces.
"The heaven and earth have righteousness, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds."
The Confucian and Taoist sage-king uttered such a sentence, and suddenly, a bright white light spurted out from his body, turning into an even thicker aura of righteousness.
"Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars."
The awe-inspiring righteousness enveloped the heaven and earth, condensing into mountains and rivers under his feet; and condensing into a sky full of stars above his head.
"What people call vast is so vast that it can only block the sky."
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Every time the Confucian and Taoist sage took a step forward, he would recite "Song of Righteousness in the Clouds". His awe-inspiring righteousness became more and more powerful, as if he could see the majestic mountains with his own eyes and hear the rushing waves of the rivers.
Voice.
Every word is a star.
The Qinglong phantom and handprint created by Qingyue Laozu were directly shattered by Haoran's righteousness.
"Pfft."
The stars all over the sky fell, causing Qingyue Laozu to vomit holy blood and stagger back. There were blood holes all over his body. He was indescribably miserable.
An ancestor of the royal family who had lived for more than a thousand years was completely suppressed by an unknown Confucian and Taoist holy king. Both the imperial army and the holy army were extremely surprised.
"It turns out that there is such a powerful person under the crown prince. No wonder he dares to attack the Lingxiao Palace."
"Today, no matter what, we must capture the Lingxiao Palace and let the Chi family and the imperial court repay the blood debt of eight hundred years ago."
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The battle became fierce, with more and more imperial troops and Shengming troops fighting each other. Tens of thousands of people died every moment, and blood flowed along the streets, turning into a river of blood.
"Heavenly King Tiger Ben is here, who dares to act arrogantly in the palace of King Lingxiao?"
A holy city with a diameter of one hundred feet flew in from a distance and crushed it all the way. More than 30,000 saintly soldiers were killed in an instant, including two powerful saints.
The Tiger King is so powerful that he seems to be able to destroy everything in the world.
"Bang bang."
The Holy City had already flown over, and the bodies of the Holy Soldiers and Saints on the ground exploded and turned into clouds of blood mist.
The Holy City flew into the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion and hit the Confucian and Taoist Holy King to prevent him from continuing to attack Qingyue Laozu.
The Confucian and Taoist sage king appeared to be neither slow nor in a hurry. He formed a mudra and continued to recite the "Song of Righteousness in the Cloud", saying: "When it penetrates the sun and the moon, life and death will be settled."
A scorching sun and a bright moon appeared at the same time, colliding with the oncoming Holy City. A ripple of energy rushed out crazily, tearing apart some of the inscriptions of the ancient palace-protecting formation.
After sixteen consecutive mobilizations, Zhang Ruochen finally succeeded in mobilizing the world power of the Qiankun Realm to protect the Blood Moon Ghost King, Princess Bai Li, A Le and others behind him to resist the aftermath of the attack coming from the two holy kings.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw a bearded man sitting in the hundred-foot holy city, wearing a white tiger armor, as if he was a god of war.
In Shengming City, there is not only one Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion, but also other heavenly kings who have also built their mansions here.
King Huben is one of them. He happened to be staying in Shengming City recently. He noticed the great changes in Shengming City and immediately drove a holy city and rushed over to rescue.
King Tiger Ben is a high-ranking member of the Ministry of War, and he has been stationed in Chaos Mountain all year round. After the Queen became a god, she returned to the Kunlun Realm.
"Thank you to King Tiger Ben for coming to the rescue. The spiritual strength of this Confucian and Taoist Saint King is definitely not as simple as the fifty-fifth level. He is a very powerful person. The King will block him for a moment, and I will mobilize the power of the ancient palace protection formation.
Use the power of the ancient formation to kill him."
The wounds on Qingyue Laozu's body healed quickly, and then turned into a green moon and flew towards the depths of Lingxiao Tianwang's Mansion.
"If you want to mobilize the ancient palace-protecting formation, you must first pass this level."
The ancestor of the Cai family carried a purple-gold ancient sword and trampled on pieces of the earth. He swung the sword and struck at Qingyue Laozu and shouted: "Your Highness, the cabinet minister Cai Yuanxi is here to help you kill the enemy and revive the saint."
Majestic."
The cultivation levels of Qingyue Laozu and Cai Family Ancestor are between the same. However, Qingyue Laozu was injured by Haoran Zhengqi earlier. Naturally, he suffered a big loss and was thrown away by the Cai Family Ancestor's sword.
Got out.
Qingyue Laozu was extremely angry and shouted: "Cai Yuanxi, you old and immortal thing, how dare you rebel against the First Central Empire?"
"Back then, if Emperor Ming hadn't disappeared, the prince was assassinated, the imperial court was in chaos, and there was a bloody storm everywhere in Shengming City, how could I have surrendered to you? Now that the prince has returned and the Shengming Central Empire has its orthodoxy, I will naturally support the prince for Emperor Ming.
, Otherwise, how can I live up to the kindness of Emperor Ming?"
The ancestor of the Cai family's long hair was flying, his face was flushed, the holy energy in his body was violently circulating, and the ancient purple sword in his hand turned into a mountain of purple gold swords, crushing it towards Qingyue Laozu.
When this dying old man saw the Shengming War Flag, his blood boiled with excitement, and he was even more excited and crazy than many young monks.
Soon, outside the palace of King Lingxiao, the monks from the Cai family formed a large army and attacked.
Zhang Ruochen knew that time was running out. The waters of the First Central Empire were very deep and there were many strong men. The longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation would be for the Shengming Army.
Even if there are twelve Buddha beads to seal the whole city, Confucianism and Taoism still have the chess game of heaven and earth, which can provide insight into the secrets of heaven and know the major events happening in the entire Kunlun world.
It must be resolved quickly.
You must master the great sage inscriptions in the Emperors' Ancestral Halls as soon as possible in order to secure the victory.
A Le faced off against the Seventh Prince, while the Blood Moon Ghost King fought against the Forty-sixth Prince.
With the two of them blocking the old antiques of the royal family, Zhang Ruochen used his fastest speed to rush into the spiritual mountain through the gap of the Holy King's battlefield, hoping to enter the ancestral hall of the emperors as soon as possible.
"Where to go, stay with me."
There was an explosive roar from the ground, and a piece of holy light surged out.
Another royal prince who was sleeping underground unexpectedly woke up and used a holy fist seal to hit from bottom to top. Of course, his cultivation was not as terrifying as the Seventh Prince and others, he was just a true saint who was about to die.
Zhang Ruochen fired ten dragon-elephant Prajna Palms in a row, and countless dragon and elephant shadows appeared, wildly bombarding the prince's body, beating his holy body to pieces.
Entering the depths of Lingshan Mountain, an invisible force acted on Zhang Ruochen, suppressing him so that he fell to the ground and was unable to continue flying.
Having entered the peripheral area of the Emperors' Ancestral Hall, the spatial structure has become extremely stable, and the rules of heaven and earth have undergone strange changes. No living being can fly here.
Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded, and nine dragons with holy realm cultivation rushed out from a piece of holy light in the distance.
The nine holy dragons ran at the same time, and the powerful force caused the land with a stable structure to shake slightly.
Behind Kowloon, there is a brilliant golden light. Faintly, you can see that the inside of the golden light is actually a vehicle frame.
"Golden Step Dragon Chariot."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he recognized that it was the chariot of his father, Emperor Ming. It was known as the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, also known as the "Nine Dragon Chariot". It was an extremely powerful sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns.
The bodies of the nine dragons turned red, exuding scorching power. Then, from their mouths, they spit out a mouthful of holy fire at the same time, twisted together, and rushed toward Zhang Ruochen.
The waves of fire surged into the sky, with the terrifying power of burning the sky and boiling the sea.
Zhang Ruochen propped up the space field and used the method of space distortion. The wave of fire that was originally coming towards him actually surged back when he was still ten feet away.
A young and somewhat arrogant voice came from the Jinbulong chariot: "As expected of a descendant of time and space, you still have some abilities."