Chapter 550: Suppressing Strong Enemies, Ancient Confucian Classics
Deep in the old soil, within the boundaries of the laws of time.
Chen Qingyuan and the Young Emperor fought for a long time, but both were injured.
At this moment, the winner is finally decided.
In the Taiyin Emperor Sutra, nine bright full moons hang in the sky. The full moons are connected to form a straight line.
The young emperor wore a battle armor made of the power of the lunar yin, his eyes were all white, his aura surged, and thousands of wind waves rolled up in his hands.
Another point was made, containing the mighty power that penetrated the heaven and earth and the galaxy. A trace of imperial pattern melted into the void and turned into an invisible chain of order, sealing the space and not allowing Chen Qingyuan to escape.
"Use your power to repair my fighting body."
The fight lasted for a long time, and I don't know how many rounds it went through. Chen Qingyuan no longer used the seven-star white sword, and only used a pair of physical fists to break the power of Taiyin's imprisonment and destroy the laws of the emperor's scripture that came to attack.
It has shaped the foundation of the Sea of Reincarnation and is destined to be an invincible road.
Although the sword is good, it cannot achieve spiritual harmony with Chen Qingyuan and cannot display its true ultimate combat power.
Use the power of the Taiyin Emperor Sutra to temper your physical body and sharpen your Taoist bones.
After a long battle, it has been difficult for Chen Qingyuan to improve, which means that this battle should be over.
"boom!"
Chen Qingyuan clenched his right fist, his moral power surged like a flood, and his fist turned into a rainbow, shattering the full moon in the sky.
In an instant, the Taiyin Emperor Sutra's extreme suppression technique had flaws, and the young emperor's body suffered a backlash. The originally healed wound opened again, and special blood continued to flow out.
"Boom!"
The young emperor raised his hand and struck a mysterious palm, like a huge mountain falling from the sky, unstoppable.
With the emperor's full attack, the eight lunar moons at the top fell together, obviously wanting to die together with Chen Qingyuan.
The full moon sets and divine light emerges.
The dazzling and dazzling light contained the law power of the Emperor's Scripture, making Chen Qingyuan unable to open his eyes.
A more powerful aura spread out from Chen Qingyuan's body.
The space with a radius of tens of thousands of miles is sunken, and the supreme path pattern of the Sea of Reincarnation emerges on the surface of the body.
"boom!"
I saw Chen Qingyuan punch several times in a row, and cracks appeared on the rapidly falling lunar moon, which spread to every corner in a few breaths.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Suddenly, all the eight months were destroyed, the laws were shattered, and the vast power of the Imperial Scriptures lost its original order and became extremely chaotic, flooding this area of the battlefield.
"puff!"
The young emperor's Dao body exploded directly, and several bloody holes appeared on his body. His clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, and he no longer had the demeanor of an immortal.
"call--"
The wind blew up, and Chen Qingyuan suddenly stood in front of the young emperor, only three feet away.
The index finger and middle finger of the right hand rise together and point out slowly and slowly.
"call out!"
Green light surged through and penetrated the young emperor's eyebrows.
At this point, the battle that lasted for more than half a month was over.
The residual power of the battle was slowly erased by the law of time, as if nothing happened and everything returned to the starting point.
The scars on Chen Qingyuan's body proved that the battle just now was not easy. At least, he felt the pressure from the heroes of the years, the blood in his body was still boiling, and the fire of fighting spirit in his eyes had not yet been extinguished.
"Buzz——"
At the end of the struggle, Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void and was once again swallowed up by the red mist.
Regulate your breath and heal your injuries, and comprehend the Tao.
Chen Qingyuan gained a lot from this battle and gained a better understanding of the Sea of Samsara.
He had an idea to practice physical skills.
Using the laws of the Sea of Reincarnation as the foundation, slowly hone your Taoist body.
Once you are successful in both martial arts and physical cultivation, your combat power will definitely be greatly improved.
"Woo——"
At the end of the old soil, a few pairs of eyes seemed to pop up, appearing and disappearing.
It was not until Chen Qingyuan's injury recovered that the law of time brought him to another mysterious space and faced a new opponent.
"war!"
You can fight in the old land without worrying about exposing your identity.
As the battles progressed, Chen Qingyuan's realm became vaguely looser. It is estimated that he will soon be able to break through the bottleneck and reach a higher level.
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The outside world, the ancient area of the empire.
Countless strong men rushed to the tomb of Quasi-Emperor Qiyou, risking their lives for the chance.
Since the opening of Emperor Zhun's tomb, tens of thousands of practitioners have died.
Most of them died because of the fight for ancient Taoist treasures, and only a few were killed by the mechanisms in the mausoleum.
On this day, a chariot docked outside the ancient world.
An elegant and graceful young man, who looked like a banished immortal, took a plainly dressed mortal and stepped into the ancient world side by side.
Two maids stood guard on the chariot, waiting according to the prince's order.
Although the maid wanted to accompany her, she was worried that something might happen to the prince. However, the prince was very serious and did not tolerate disobedience.
"Mr. Lu, there is a different kind of scenery inside, don't miss it."
Nangongge put his hands behind his back, and the power of unknown laws enveloped his body. Even the top experts hidden around the ancient world could not see his true origin.
"I am a mortal, how can I get involved in troubled times?"
Lu Nanxian frowned slightly, not knowing what Nangong Ge was doing. For him, it would be better to sit at home and read two more books, focusing on the mountains and rivers.
"Sir, you have lofty ambitions, and I'm afraid that a mere mortal cannot realize your ambitions." Nangong Ge always had a comforting smile on his lips, and said bluntly: "I heard that there are ancient Confucian books engraved on Qidao Mountain here."
"The ancient Confucian books, are they serious?"
Lu Nanxian was very interested and his eyes were shining.
"Of course it's true." Nangong Ge went out for the first time. He didn't hear the news, but deduced it: "I will lead the way, are you willing to go?"
"Please give me your guidance, Your Majesty."
Lu Nanxian bowed to express his gratitude, his face full of expectation.
In a hidden corner of the ancient world, there stands a mountain peak nine thousand meters high.
There are hundreds of stone tablets standing on the top of the peak, and they are engraved with dense ancient texts, all of which are Confucian Taoist scriptures, which are extremely precious.
There is no one on this mountain, obviously it has not been found by monks in the world.
Lu Nanxian was attracted by the ancient Confucian classics. He ignored these details and stood under the stone tablet, immersed in the Taoism and Taoism of the ancient Confucian scholars.
Nangong Ge couldn't read Confucian classics, so he stayed aside, drinking a small drink, and looked at the direction of the quasi-emperor's mausoleum, as if he saw the heroes fighting in the mausoleum, sitting on the outside, playing with the situation.
"The way of a quasi-emperor cannot be obtained by mediocre people."
In Nangong Ge's eyes, the monks currently entering the mausoleum are all mediocre people. They include those at the peak of Mahayana and even the Shenqiao realm. If these words get out, it will definitely arouse the hatred of powerful people from all sides.
Although Shenqiao is strong, it could dominate in the previous era. However, the new prosperous age has begun, and many old guys will inevitably be eliminated.
Before I knew it, three years had passed by in a blink of an eye.
In a certain corner of the ancient world, at the top of Qidao Mountain, a group of auspicious clouds emerged, attracting many monks to surround them, thinking that there was a rare treasure in the world, and they were scrambling to get there first.