A hundred miles away from the two borders is a vast three thousand mile plain pasture, with fine sand and loess, light grass and greenery, foxes, rabbits, deer, elk and bison can be seen everywhere. This three thousand mile plain is just right for the two armies to fight against each other.
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Forty years ago, Huang Daoyuan invited Bing Linggong to help him in the battle. He returned to the Cangmang Mountain Master and got several powerful magic weapons. He cultivated several sects to extinction and improved his Taoism. Although he held heavy troops and guarded the border, his cultivation was still limited.
He never failed, and with the help of his sect's spiritual elixir and the help of his sect's elders, he successfully survived four minor tribulations and two major tribulations, and his strength was extraordinary.
In addition, the king of Tang Dynasty wiped out the remaining countries in Nanzhan continent, and the whole country was united, and the people lived in peace and security. He also sent gifts to the Dragon God of the South China Sea every year, and the weather was smooth and there were no disasters in the four seasons. In recent years, he has paid more and more attention to the border, vowing to destroy the Hu State and let Taoism be unified.
The news spread throughout the four major continents, and large armies were dispatched early. Taoist masters were stationed in various cities at the border gates. After years of fighting, the border areas advanced thousands of miles to the two border passes, and thousands of miles of fertile plains were included in the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
Because the Taoist sect was prosperous in the middle, the ferocious monsters in the mountains did not dare to come out to harm the world. However, the Buddhist Kingdom of Zhu was not a weakling.
, and with the help of experts, they could not capture it, but they did not give up. Even if they piled up troops forward, the Tang soldiers could not advance.
Three thousand miles away from the plain is the Mandala City, an important border town in the Buddhist Kingdom of Tianzhu. Huang Daoyuan was so happy that he attacked continuously, but the opponent was guarded by the Buddhist Mandala Formation and relied on the favorable geographical situation. He could not conquer it at all, but suffered heavy casualties.
, was taken advantage of by the opponent's general to chase him, and fought all the way to the middle of the plain before he stabilized his footing. The two sides faced off, rested for a few days, and reorganized their military affairs before the decisive battle. Today was the day of the decisive battle.
Huang Daoyuan was wearing fine armor, holding a square-shaped painted halberd, one foot or two feet long, with a green face wrapped in cold light. He rode a big snow-white horse and stood in front of the formation. Watching the Tianzhu Buddhist soldiers from a distance, he saw the German and yellow flags fluttering.
, heads moved in praise, murderous aura enveloped the Chinese military tents, tall wooden buildings stood in great numbers, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, everything was clearly visible.
Behind them were four Taoists, one with crane hair and a boyish face, wearing a blue Yunguang Bagua robe, carrying a one-foot-seven-inch long purple-gold red gourd on his back, and astride a white-foreheaded tiger with a talisman on its head.
The remaining three Taoists were all covered in evil spirits and surrounded by black clouds. They were all wearing black Taoist robes. Each of them held a small seven-inch long jute cloth flag with blood stains on it. There were some naked figures painted on it. If you look closely, you can see that
It is a green face with fangs, a straight and stiff body, and long white hair. It is a zombie villain, all alive.
Each of the three Taoists rode a tall rhinoceros with green skin and green fur. It was tall and big, and it was covered with shiny green vines, which was very eye-catching.
Of these four Taoists, one is good and the other is evil, and they all serve under the King of Tang. The one who crosses the tiger is a disciple of the Liehuo Patriarch of Nanzhan Buzhou Duanshan Mountain, Liehuoya, and the one who rides the rhinoceros is a disciple of the Tianzhi Sect of Jiuyin Mountain. They are all Taoists.
Although Gao Qiang has not achieved immortality, all of them are people who have survived seven or eight heavenly tribulations. In addition, the magic weapons refined by their masters are powerful, so they are very powerful.
Seeing Bing Linggong coming down, Huang Daoyuan said with great joy: "I'm so happy. With the help of teacher's magic, we can defeat those bald barbarians in one fell swoop. Now the enemy soldiers are chasing fiercely, and our army has the help of these Taoist friends.
, we were able to stabilize our position, but we were unable to retreat. If these barbarians were allowed to seize the three thousand miles of plains, our army would be very passive, and the emperor would inevitably issue an edict to blame us."
Binglinggong was an immortal with a transcendent status. The four Taoists were about to prepare for the riding ceremony when they heard the sound of a cannon and a group of Buddhist soldiers rushed over from a distance.
Only the neighing of horses and elephants was heard. A dozen Buddhist generals in yellow clothes were either riding elephants or riding horses. Behind them, the Buddhist soldiers were running like flying, with yellow flags fluttering and sandalwood incense, and they were all coming to kill them.
This elephant originally moved slowly, but under the stimulation of Buddhist Zen scriptures, it was as fast as a galloping horse. It kicked the smoke and came to the front of the formation in a blink of an eye. The smoke and yellow sand were blown by the wind, which was charming.
His eyes were hit so hard that his face hurt, and his face was scraped with blood.
"What a thief!" Huang Daoyuan quickly took out a talisman, which was the wind-fixing talisman. He threw it upwards, blue light shone out, the sky and the earth were blue, the wind subsided and the sand subsided, and more than 10,000 Buddhist soldiers appeared. The leader was exactly
The lord of Mandala City, Zhaoyue Zen Master, stood astride an elephant, holding a diamond Zen staff. On the top of the staff was a lotus the size of a bowl, and on it was a crystal-clear relic the size of an egg.
This Zen master looked middle-aged and was wearing a big red cassock. When he saw Huang Daoyuan breaking the evil wind, he did not order the Buddhist soldiers to rush to kill him. He just said: "Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate and saves all living beings. He frees all living beings from the sea of suffering and enjoys boundless enjoyment."
Bliss, the general will kill my Buddhist soldiers and seize my land. Although the poor monk doesn't want to kill, he still has to resort to demon-conquering methods."
Huang Daoyuan said angrily: "You bald donkey, you have killed my people of the Tang Dynasty, and you are so arrogant."
"Amitabha, you, the people of the Tang Dynasty, do not respect the Buddha's Dharma, are greedy for money, and go deep into the Asura Path. They will fall into the Avici Hell forever." Zhao said to the Zen Master.
It's true that when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little, and you can't talk more than a few words. Huang Daoyuan didn't talk about these unnutritious nonsense, and shouted loudly: "Who comes forward and captures this bald donkey."
"The last general is willing to go!" A general, holding a double-talisman sword, rode out on a leopard and came to the front of the formation.
"It turns out to be General Tang. Remember to be careful and catch the bald thief. I will write a letter to Your Majesty to express your merits." Huang Daoyuan said with great joy.
This general, whose surname is Tang, has the word "dao" in his name. He has been taught by strangers since he was a child. He can subdue tigers in the mountains, catch dragons in the sea, and use two swords with double talismans. He was forged by the white iron elite and tempered by his own life energy.
Ten years, extremely powerful, he is a fierce general.
"The thief is bald, you are willing to fight with me." Tang Dao crossed the leopard and came to the front of the formation, pointed the knife at the Zen Master.
"Devil, you are being rude!" A Buddhist soldier, General Hu, rushed out from behind Zen Master Zhaoyue. He was riding a giant elephant and holding a five-foot-long treasure chest. On it were engraved with Vajra Buddha, relics, lotus and other Buddhist icons, golden clouds, etc.
brilliant.
Tang Dao was furious and slapped the leopard. The leopard swelled several times in size and was as big as an elephant. He raised his sword to kill, but there was only a bang sound and white light and golden clouds intertwined.
After fighting for several rounds, the Buddhist soldier Hu General was practicing the powerful magical power of dragon and elephant. He was dressed in copper ribs and iron bones, with black and yellow skin, and his upper body was bare. There were countless densely packed scriptures, and together they emitted the golden glow of the Buddha's light, which not only dazzled the eyes, but also
And when the knife was about to be cut, it encountered great resistance, like a piece of rawhide soaked in water.
Tang Dao was so shocked by the huge force on the treasure that his wrists were sore and numb. He used his true energy to resist a little. Knowing that he could not defeat him, he sold his flaw, swung the leopard and walked eastward. This Hu general shot the elephant.
Chasing, one after the other, is very urgent.
"Here!" Tang Dao had already used Xuan Kung on the leopard, sprayed out a mouthful of true energy, raised the knife, divided it into two white lights, and struck directly at the face of General Hu.
General Hu saw two rays of white light. He thought that Tang Dao was going to hit both swords. He sneered, threw up the treasure chest, and released a golden cloud that was more than ten feet long. It tightly wrapped the two white lights, and he jumped up.
Taking the swallow's posture of piercing the curtain, the dragon-elephant's huge power was gathered on his fist, and it drove violently towards Tang Dao's face.
The Tang sword had been prepared for a long time, but he was just afraid that this rogue general would be thick-skinned and if he could not kill him for a moment and let him escape, it would be a useless effort. So he secretly used Xuan Gong and attached his soul to the sword, and he did not hesitate to expend his mind power to urge the sword.
, that sword was as fast as thunder, and it was about ten feet long, and it was like a white rainbow. The magic sword merged into one, and its power was greatly increased. With one move on the spot, it broke through General Hu's protective scripture, and then pulled it open,
The general was disembowelled, and all his intestines, heart, and liver fell to the ground. The concentrated dragon-elephant power dissipated, and fell to the ground like a piece of wood, kicking up large amounts of sand and dust.
The top door burst open, and a relic ran out, and was about to fly away to the west. However, Tang Dao had dealt with the Buddhist soldiers many times. He did not know Xiao Jiujiu of the other party, and did not return the soul. It continued to exist in the knife, and the white light came again.
After making a circle, the relic was trapped, and then it was pulled back. When the elephant saw that its master was dead, it ran away and returned to the camp. Tang Dao did not pursue him, but returned to its soul, sacrificed the knife again, and the two swords joined the wall.
The treasures surrounding the sky.
Because it lost its owner, the treasure statue was captured in just one turn. Tang Dao got the relic treasure statue, turned his head and cut off General Hu's head with a knife, then he carried the leopard and returned to the army to ask for merit.
It sounds complicated, but it is actually just a few breaths. A monk named Yimang who had a fist-sized rosary hanging next to Zen Master Zhaoyue was furious. He took off the rosary, pinched one off, and raised his hand to hit Tang Dao in the back of the heart.
As soon as the rosary came out, it turned into a ball of thunder and fire the size of a fence, with golden light scurrying around in the middle, like a golden snake, and several loud noises, like several thunder explosions on the ground, causing foxes and rabbits to flee and bison to run wildly on the plain.
Tang Dao turned around and saw that the thunder and fire were coming quickly and fiercely, and he was expected to be unable to resist it. He had spent a lot of energy gathering his soul just now, so he couldn't escape in a hurry. He had to throw out his two swords and hit the oncoming thunder and fire.
Slow down for a while so that you can have time to use the escape technique.
Suddenly, the Taoist who crossed the tiger took off the gourd, opened the lid, pointed the mouth of the gourd at the thunder fire, chanted the incantation, and a flame rushed straight out, as bright red as blood. As soon as it came out of the mouth of the gourd with a radius of three inches, it melted.
It was about the thickness of a bucket, so it was first sent out, and the two swords were rushed to the side, and then they were blasted horizontally on top of the thundering fire. Using fire against fire, there were thunderclaps in all directions, and the fire exploded. The ground was scorched black, and the sand turned into magma.
Seeing the savior coming, Tang Dao quickly put away his two swords, raised his head, stepped across the leopard, turned around the camp gate, and went to record his military merits.
Sparks flew from all directions, covering a ten-mile radius. The soldiers on both sides were burned by the sparks and fled in all directions. Because all the Buddhist soldiers were protected by scriptures and had practiced the magical powers of dragons and elephants. They were extremely powerful and had no power.
No matter what kind of harm, Zen Master Zhaoyue raised his Zen staff and gave an order. Hu soldiers rushed over and were unstoppable.
Huang Daoyuan took the lead and used the thunder in his palm to chop several elephants and soldiers into roasted meats. However, Monk Mang stopped him. This Monk Mang was Zen Master Zhaoyue's younger brother. His magical power was not superior to Huang Daoyuan's, so he also had a handle.
Lotus relic Zen staff, and Huang Daoyuan's Fang Tian painted halberd.
The two armies were strangled together. Although the Tang soldiers also practiced their qi, they could not withstand the Buddhist soldiers who were practicing the dragon and elephant's powerful supernatural powers. They fought for a while, suffered heavy casualties, and retreated steadily.
Seeing that the momentum was not going well, the three disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect hurriedly waved the small flags. Suddenly, black air filled the air, the wind was cold, and they could not see their fingers. The thirty-six-sided Heavenly Corpse Demon-Gathering Flags swelled to a height of three feet, with many on them.
The zombie jumped out. It was more than ten feet tall. It was made of pitch black iron color. It breathed out a violent breath. Its fingernails were black and shiny. It was half a foot long and curved like an iron hook. It had fangs, red eyes, and white hair. There were three in total.
Sixteen of them rushed into the Buddhist soldiers, and when a few of them met, they killed more than a hundred of them.
But these Buddhist soldiers are not ordinary soldiers. They each have scriptures to protect themselves, and they also have Buddhist magical weapons and swords, which can vaguely restrain the zombies. When they regain their senses, they lean together and form a formation to resist, so the zombies cannot hurt them.
Zen Master Zhaoyue offered his Zen staff, and the relics shone brightly. A large golden lamp was lit on it, illuminating the battlefield. The black mist dissipated, and dozens of Zen masters rushed out behind him, together with the three disciples of the Tianshi Sect and the disciples of Patriarch Agni.
The fight in the sky is inextricable.
When Binglinggong saw that the Tang soldiers were defeated and the Buddhist soldiers were fierce, he flew into the sky. He was about to use his magical power to open the seams in the ground and kill his people, but he was stopped by a monk with long hands.
"Arhat with long hands?" Bing Linggong saw that this monk had hands that were above his knees, Buddha's light appeared behind his back, a golden lotus and a golden lantern on the top, a cloud of incense, and big ears and shoulders. He was clearly an Arhat.
"The young monk is not an Arhat!" the monk said with a solemn expression. Bing Linggong took a closer look and found that this monk was a little worse than the Arhat. He only had a different appearance in his previous life, so he couldn't help but doubt in his heart: "This guy must be the reincarnation of the Arhat.
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Next, the Buddhist soldiers gained the upper hand. Bingling Gong did not hesitate and flew out a sword to kill this guy first.
The long-handed monk pointed his hand, and a lotus popped out, blocking the flying sword. The two were rivals, and for a moment, there was nothing they could do to each other.
Seeing the heavy casualties of the soldiers below, Huang Daoyuan felt anxious. He quickly raised the spiritual treasure rotating ruler obtained from Zhongshi's sect, and knocked it down. There was no light. Zen Master Zhaoyue couldn't see it clearly, and was hit on the shoulder with a ruler, breaking his bones.
It shattered, fell to the ground, screamed, and ran away dragging the Zen staff.
The Zen master Zhaoyue was furious and rushed up. Huang Daoyuan raised his ruler again, but was held up by the golden lamp and could not get down. He quickly collected the magic weapon and ordered his troops to retreat. The Tang army was defeated and was chased to the front of the Two Realms Pass. The soldiers guarding the pass
The Buddha-destroying divine crossbow made of cold iron from the South China Sea shot out divine arrows, which were as chaotic as locusts. It was difficult for the Buddhist soldiers to resist, so they had to retreat hundreds of miles.
When Bing Linggong saw Huang Daoyuan retreating, he had no intention of fighting. He waved his sword in vain, called the other four people, and walked towards Guanzhong.
The three Taoists of Tianzhi Sect and the Taoist of Lihuo Sect also beat rhinos and tigers with four hooves making wind, and were defeated at Liangjie Pass. Zen Master Zhaoyue did not pursue them. He just reorganized the Buddhist soldiers and settled them a hundred miles away from Liangjie Pass.
Soldiers were dispatched from the city of Manduluo and occupied the plain. When the opportunity came, they broke through the two boundaries and killed as many as in the Tang Dynasty. They respected the Buddha and destroyed the Tao, achieving great results.
"Unexpectedly, there is an Arhat among the Buddhist soldiers. The Buddhist soldiers practice the powerful magical powers of dragons and elephants, but they are difficult to resist. Now that we have lost the plain in front of the pass, our army is completely passive. What can we do?" Huang Daoyuan was anxious and asked.
It is necessary to publish an article and memorialize it.
"It's a pity that our thirty-six zombies have not been sacrificed and refined into the Supreme Heavenly Corpse. Otherwise, what would Hu Bing have to fear?" Three members of the Heavenly Corpse Sect sighed.
The Heavenly Corpse Sect is actually a major evil sect. The founder of the sect, the Heavenly Corpse Old Demon, was originally a zombie in the mountains that had lived for 10,000 years. He had cultivated the demonic power, and was later invited by the King of Tang to punish his disciples to go down the mountain.
The disciples are all good at refining zombies and feeding them with elixirs, talismans, and poisons. They are walking zombies at first, then zombies in the next step, then flying yakshas, then yaksha ghost kings, and finally become the supreme celestial corpse, flying celestial beings.
When fleeing from the ground, ordinary immortals would retreat when encountering one.
What's more, this old devil of the heavenly corpse only has one method. The thirty-six poles of the demon-gathering banners of the heavenly corpse that he cultivated are arranged into a great formation of the corpse, which is even more powerful. But the supreme heavenly corpse, only the old devil of the heavenly corpse spent thousands of years to refine it.
Thirty-six heads were made and sealed in flags. What these three Taoists refined themselves were nothing more than zombies, not even flying yakshas, so they couldn't do anything about the Buddhist soldiers.
"General, please don't be impatient. Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. If you ask the emperor to do so, it will appear that the general is incompetent." Bing Ling said fairly.
"What's the teacher's plan?" Huang Daoyuan asked quickly.
"General, don't be anxious. I have been listening to the lectures of the Heavenly Emperor Gouchen in Black Wind Mountain, a hundred thousand miles away. I have met many Taoist friends, including two sword immortals with boundless magic power. I will give lectures tomorrow.
, as long as a poor Taoist recruits one, it is easy to destroy the Buddha's soldiers. Also, the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains have a radius of more than 50,000 miles, and hundreds of millions of poisons breed. It is just right for the Taoist monks to feed the zombies and refine them into flying yakshas. In the early years, it was Ten Thousand Poison Mountains.
The Emperor Poison is in charge, but now it is me, the Great Emperor of the Taoist Sect. If the three fellow Taoists go to ask for some poisons, the Emperor will definitely not refuse."
The three Taoists nodded repeatedly: "Emperor Gouchen has boundless magical power. He has been ordered by Yuanshi Tianzun to control all the demons in the three realms. Even the headmaster Tianzhi Patriarch whom I sent is also his disciple. It is not difficult for us to go and ask for some trivial things.
.Just what the teacher said, who are those two sword immortals?"
Bing Ling said fairly: "These two sword immortals, whose Taoist names are Kong Kong'er and Jing Jing'er respectively, are brothers. Now they go to Gou Chen to sit down and listen to the lectures every day."
"Kong Kong'er, Jing Jing'er?" Huang Daoyuan muttered a few words, and suddenly said in shock: "It turns out they are these two people. I heard the elder Jin Chan in the sect said that back then, the founder of the Shushan Sword Sect was in Mount Emei in the human world.
I started the line of sword cultivators, but my descendants came to this immortal world because of the narrow world of the world, and established the current foundation. However, these two are thousands of years older than the ancestors. They are the true ancestors of sword immortals."
"It turns out that there is still such a merit." The five Taoists sighed repeatedly. At nightfall, the three Taoists, Bing Linggong and Tianshi, quickly rode on the rhinoceros. The tiger set off and flew quietly to Heifeng Mountain. For a hundred thousand miles, it is better to start early.
, flying for a few hours, they would not be facing Dapeng Mingwang, which is more than 90,000 miles away from one wing.
Zhou Qing was in the main hall of the Immortal Mansion. The white rainbows on his body swelled, one by one, like white dragons circling, filling the room. The twelve Dutian Pluto King flags on the periphery were distributed outside the altar, and the twelve ancient ancestral witches appeared.
, the black energy was rolling, and the ghost words were like a tide, forcing Bai Hong to be entangled on the altar.
The ancestral witch swallowed a trace of white air and spit it out. After the ancestral witch swallowed it, the color of the white air had turned into chaos. It was unclear, and the 48,000 pores in Zhou Qing's body were opened.
Wisps of chaotic energy transformed by the ancestral witch were sucked into the body, and then transformed by Zhou Qing into the purest Pangu bloodline unique to the ancestral witch.
Directly refining the essences of Hou Yi and Kua Fu does not take a long time. As long as Zhou Qing practices day and night, it will take at most ten years. But even if they are all refined, they are not pure Pangu bloodline, and their achievements in the future will be limited.
, can't be compared to those outstanding leaders who listened to Hongjun's sermons in the chaos. Only in this way, the vast essence of the two great witches can be used to trigger the ancestral witch essence to be swallowed out, and then refined into the body bit by bit by oneself, and a
Bit by bit, all of his immortal bloodline was transformed into the epoch-making Pangu bloodline.
In this way, the mental effort expended is not even a little bit. It is absolutely difficult to complete in a short time. I have to devote all my energy to suppressing the twelve-headed ancestral witches and forcing them to spit out their essence. In one day, it can only be done.
It will take hundreds or even thousands of years to refine everything down to the last strand. But by then, I'm afraid the day lilies will be cold.
Zhou Qing's current strength, although he has only cultivated a trace of Pangu's bloodline, is the purest essence. His strength is naturally a thousand miles in a day. But with Pangu's bloodline, all the elixirs and elixirs are useless, even the ginseng fruit.
Eating it means eating for nothing, but it dilutes Pangu's bloodline, and requires more fat and energy to be forced out.
Temporarily cooperating with the Jade Emperor is just seeking the skin of a tiger. Although there are many benefits, it is not a positive number after all. I am afraid it is not as good as the Wudang Holy Mother. People can even sacrifice their daughters. I am still reluctant to part with your little hook. I am afraid of one
If it's not good, it will be sold.
The Jade Emperor has never taken action himself, but Zhou Qing has never been able to figure out this guy's cultivation. Now the best expert Zhou Qing is facing is Maitreya Buddha. Of course, Lu Ya is also one, but it is just a clone, and it is not as good as the previous one.
Maitreya Buddha, Zhou Qing has some inspiration and perception, the Jade Emperor's cultivation is definitely higher than Maitreya Buddha.
As this trace of ancestral witch essence transformed into Pangu's bloodline, Zhou Qing gradually recovered his power, feeling that his whole body was surging with energy and boundless strength. The five-color divine light that was as heavy as a mountain began to move, and was not as sluggish as before.
As long as some time passes, he will be able to use it more freely than Kong Xuan himself.
There are sun, moon and stars in Heifeng Mountain, regardless of day or night, but Zhou Qing can still tell the difference between morning and night, knowing that it is already the fourth watch outside, and in another hour, it will be the time for him to open the forum to preach.
"It's a comfortable life like this, but I just don't know how long it will last?" The fate is unpredictable. Zhou Qing came out of the fairy mansion and looked around at a loss.